Unrivaled Miracle Doctor: The God-Defying Demonic Consort Chapter 462: Lord’s Cousin (Part 2)

"ngng." As soon as Mu Qingge stood on the ground of the space, she called out.

Instantly, a little figure flew over from the distance and rushed directly into Mu Qingge’s arms, complaining, "Wah wah wah, is Master planning to abandon ngng for that Great Demon King?"

Mu Qingge picked her up, shook her in her hand, and asked quizzically, "What are you talking about? What Great Demon King?"

ngng sniffled with grievance, eyes brimming with tears, "Master, you mustn’t abandon ."

"When did I say I’d abandon you?" Mu Qingge lightly furrowed her eyebrows.

ngng lowered her head, fiddling with her fingers, muttered pitifully, "I saw everything last night, you and the Great Demon King were rolling around on the bed, looking so happy."

Mu Qingge’s cheeks flushed suddenly, and her lips twitched uncontrollably.

With a grasp, she pinched ngng in her palm, her tone fierce, "How dare you peek at ?"

"I-I didn’t an to! I was worried about you, afraid you’d be bullied by the Great Demon King. At worst, ngng won’t watch anymore! Bad Master!" ngng shouted out loud in grievance.

"Why do you call him the Great Demon King?" Mu Qingge asked with furrowed brows.

"Hmph. I won’t say!" ngng twisted her head in arrogance, snorting coldly.

Mu Qingge’s eyes narrowed dangeriously, her grip tightened, "You won’t say?"

"Ahhh! It hurts so much! Bad Master!" ngng struggled trying to resist, but couldn’t change the fact that Mu Qingge was her master, rendering all her counterattacks ineffective.

"Wah wah wah, I’ll say, I’ll say, Master please let go." In the end, ngng had no choice but to beg for rcy.

Mu Qingge loosened her grip, but didn’t completely release her. "Quickly, why do you call him the Great Demon King?"

ngng pouted with grievance, "Because I feel that he’s very powerful, very powerful, and there’s a strong sll of blood about him. I really don’t know how many people he has killed to have such a strong sll of blood. I also feel that his blood is cold."

ngng’s words made Mu Qingge furrow her brows even tighter.

Si Mo has a sll of blood? Why can’t she feel it. Whenever Si Mo appears, he’s donned in white robes gracefully, pristine and unsullied, like an Immortal. What emanates from him is a faint exotic fragrance, not a scent of blood. ngng also ntioned his blood being cold.

"Could you have mistaken?" Mu Qingge asked, frowning, her tone tinged with doubt.

ngng defiantly put her hands on her hips, angrily retorted, "Master may not believe, but you cannot doubt ngng’s ability!"

"What ability do you have?" Mu Qingge asked with a peculiar look.

ngng froze, only then did she realize what Mu Qingge ant, and burst out angrily, "Hate Master! Master is the worst!"

Mu Qingge was annoyed by her clamor, casually tossed her aside. Using her pinky to dig in her ear, impatiently asked, "Did you call here just to say this?"

"Of course not!" ngng’s voice ca from afar to near, and in an instant appeared in front of Mu Qingge.

She stared angrily at Mu Qingge, yet in the next mont she snuggled onto her shoulder, affectionately nuzzling, coyly saying, "ngng missed Master."

Mu Qingge’s lips twitched, she understood, "Did you eat up all the elixirs again?"

ngng lifted her chubby little face, and her big watery eyes sparkled with little stars as she nodded vigorously.

Mu Qingge had given ngng elixirs like candy, all in set quantities. The rest were stored in the Alchemy Room, which ngng dared not steal from.

Mu Qingge thought for a bit, indeed she had been busy recently and forgot to make elixirs for ngng.