LITTLE GOBLIN: Master, Don’t Come Here!

Ling Huanyu felt that looking at the familiar figure in front of him, the uncontrollable restlessness in his body seemed to have calmed down a lot.

He tried hard to open his eyes wide, trying to see people clearly, but found it was futile.

"You shouldn't have stayed." He said coldly.

"I am like this now, it is best to stay away from me."

Zhong Qing didn't speak, but walked a little closer.

Ling Huanyu's breathing became rapid again.

His body instinctively began to be alert, wanting to attack this person who broke into his domain.

However, the little reason left is still suppressing this intuition.

Then, a cool and soft hand held his palm.

This feeling was very comfortable, and he couldn't help but squeeze it back hard.

That hand seemed to stiffen for a moment, and then slowly softened, as if compromising his behavior.

Familiar cool energy spread into his body.

This feeling is not unfamiliar to Ling Huanyu, because every time the energy in his body rioted in the past, it was this energy that gently entered his body and guided the violent energy to flow out obediently.

But this time...

Zhong Qing frowned.

Much more serious than before.

Almost as soon as her power entered Ling Huanyu's body, she would be instantly torn apart by the violent energy in the opponent's body.

There is no way to sort out the guide at all.

Moreover, such a process is not a problem for Zhong Qing herself, but for Ling Huanyu, it is no different from a small torture.

She frowned, but backed out.

Ling Huanyu naturally felt it too, and he whispered, "Is there nothing you can do..."

Before he could finish his sentence, his expression suddenly changed, and he stretched out his hand and quickly gave Zhong Qing a hard push.

At the same time, his other hand seemed to be out of control, and he slammed it on the cabinet next to the bed.

Can't help it...

want to destroy.

want to destroy.

Everything in sight.

Ling Huanyu bit the tip of his tongue fiercely, and without a word, waved his hand and smashed it on his head.

If he wants to become a person who can't even control himself, or even hurt those close to him, he would rather not live.

The speed at which the fist flew towards the vital point was so unhesitating, with a kind of reckless heroism——

But he was stopped by a hand halfway.

Ling Huanyu opened his eyes.

He could no longer see clearly, and the world in front of him was only blood-red, which stimulated his nerves and clamored to destroy everything.

His remaining rationality told him that the person in front of him should be cherished, but his limbs attacked uncontrollably.

Then, the attack was stopped.

There was a warmth on the lips.

His movements froze like that.

Zhong Qing closed her eyes, let go of his hands, and hugged his shoulders gently instead.

"I believe you, third master, you will not hurt me." She said softly against his lips.

Ling Huanyu stood upright like this, feeling the gentle breath of the person in his arms across the tip of his nose.

I don't know when it started, instinct replaced everything.

His reason is still frantic, but he seems to have found another channel to vent.

Zhong Qing was crushed on the half-collapsed big bed.

The movement of the person on the body is very urgent, with impatient patience and excitement of locking the prey.

Fortunately the bed was soft enough.

When she was in a daze, what she thought of was this matter.

——

Cough, my mother is sitting next to me, so I'm a little nervous.

Ask for the last tickets for this week, remember to feed those who have food, don't waste it~