At first glance, the house looked quite old.
Surrounded by desolation, in the boundless night.
It had a haunting familiarity, like that of a ghost house, eerily calm.
"Please help carry Yun Hao upstairs."
I had the bodyguard help Yun Hao up, with soone else carrying the suitcase.
Inside the Western-style house, Bai Yinman and Han Dai were seated on the living room sofa, visibly restless.
When they saw us co in, they both stood up.
"He… he's covered in so much blood…" Han Dai blurted out.
Bai Yinman pursed her lips and patted the little zombie demon's head in a soothing manner, "Was it that Taoist who hurt him?"
"Stay calm, I have so things to handle upstairs," I advised Bai Yinman and Han Dai, not wanting them to worry unnecessarily, before heading up.
Yun Hao was laid on the master bedroom bed, his wounds showing no signs of healing.
The bodyguard, hands covered in blood, was completely dazed, while the old butler also wore a face of concern.
I entered and said, "You all can leave now, Yun Hao has by his side, that's enough."
"Yes." The old butler, though reluctant, still led the others out.
Once they left, I gently closed the door and locked it.
Almost the mont I locked it,
Yun Hao's trousers slid down, transforming into a long snake tail.
I knew that snakes who had attained Dao were shy and didn't like others to see their true bodies. I spread a blanket over his snake tail, "I'm now going to make you a garnt that's specially for supernatural creatures to heal, called the Cultivation Spiritual Garnt."
"It's trouble for you." Yun Hao clenched the bedding beneath him tightly, the bones on the back of his hand like ragged ridges.
This was better, his skin was now completely covered by the colourful Snake Scales.
Compared to Yu Longting's solid color, Yun Hao's snake scales were cooler in touch and full of danger.
"Mommy, give this uncle a drop of blood, he can't hold on much longer," ca Dumpling's soft yet very serious voice from my belly.
I instinctively touched my stomach, and although I didn't understand Dumpling's intentions, I was more than willing to follow my Little Cutie's advice.
I imdiately cut my finger with Qi Force, intending to squeeze out a drop of blood for Yun Hao.
Yun Hao struggled, shaking his head vehently, "No… your child is still small, I can't take his Heart Blood."
"Huh…" Only then did I realize what Dumpling ant when he asked to give Yun Hao blood; he wanted to give not my blood but the drop of Heart Blood he had brought into my body.
Dumpling spoke earnestly, "Uncle, you saved Dumpling's life; for Dumpling to give a drop of Heart Blood, it's really no big deal."
"Just listen to Dumpling," I said, prying open Yun Hao's mouth without further argunt and squeezing the blood into it.
My heart swelled with pride; my Dumpling was indeed the most responsible, the most chivalrous baby.
Then, I heard Xiao Bao muttering quietly inside my belly, "This uncle is too good to Mommy. I can't let Mommy owe him too much; otherwise, Daddy's position will be at risk!"
What are you even thinking at such a young age—hey!
Can't you be less precocious…
You are still a baby, not even that, you are a little undeveloped fetus!
Rember who you are, Dumpling.
I silently complained several tis in my heart, helplessly touching my forehead.
After drinking a drop of Little Dumpling's Heart Blood, Yun Hao regained a trace of strength.
He slowly opened his eyes, with a complex look in the depths, "You and your child… are both very good…"
"It's nothing more than repaying a gem with a quince," I said as I took out the remaining Mysterious Silk, only to discover there was just enough to make a small vest, which left feeling sowhat embarrassed.
Huh, Yun Hao is so grateful to and Dumpling; would it be too shabby of to only make a small vest for him?
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