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“Dumbfuck author, dumbfuck novel!” With his dying breath, Shen Yuan spat this final curse.
Shen Qingqiu didn’t even want to pretend to meditate, so he lay on the bed, just pretending to be dead.
Luckily, he didn’t have trypophobia. However, once Luo Binghe saw his arm, his face went completely white.
Shen Qingqiu thought for a moment. “Actually, you need not worry too much. If you cannot become strong, I will stay by your side and protect you.”
“Humans can be good or bad, so naturally demons too can be good or evil. We often see demons victimizing people, but that doesn’t mean there aren’t cases where humans harm innocent demons. Don’t put too much weight on race.”
“Shizun! Shizun!” Overflowing with happiness, Luo Binghe hugged him around the neck and refused to let go, crying in his ear over and over.
That night, Luo Binghe lay on a normal bed for the first time in his life. Before, he had laid in a wooden basin floating down an icy river, then on the damp, cold ground, then between noisy streets, and then even in mountain caves while roughing it out in the wild—it had become normal. Conversely, now that he was sleeping on a soft and tidy bamboo bed, his entire body felt light, floaty, like none of this was real.
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This Luo Binghe was all cute and obedient in front of his master, just like a little white lotus. So then why was he so hard to deal with for other people?! Two completely different faces—he was practically a different person!
“Beautiful beyond comprehension?” he muttered. She wasn’t even showing her entire face. No matter how beautiful she was, could she be better-looking than him?
