Accidentally Impregnating a Demon Lord - Chapter 3
Chapter 3: The Demon Lord Wants to Kiss Her?
Song Zhi suppressed the doubts in her heart and moved forward quietly. After she went around a big tree, she saw two Purple Cloud Sword Sect disciples and Mo Xiuyao, who was dressed in a black robe, opposite them.
The moment she saw Mo Xiuyao’s face, Song Zhi’s first reaction was to wonder if these two Purple Cloud Sword Sect disciples were blind. These guys actually said that Mo Xiuyao looked ordinary? Was this ordinary? Her second reaction was… If she knew that this would happen, she would have picked a prettier face.
The two Purple Cloud Sword Sect disciples were still chattering away. Mo Xiuyao was leaning lazily on a tree and playing with a leaf. Suddenly, he raised his hand and looked in Song Zhi’s direction. His long and narrow eyes were sharp and unruly. Song Zhi was so frightened that her heart almost stopped beating! It was only when Mo Xiuyao shifted his gaze away and continued to play with the leaf in his hand that Song Zhi heaved a long sigh of relief. She realized that she was still wearing the invisibility cloak and Mo Xiuyao would not notice her.
Song Zhi silently calmed down. After she had calmed down, she saw that the two Purple Cloud Sword Sect disciples were still ridiculing Mo Xiuyao. She could not stand it anymore. Please, she was still waiting to ask Mo Xiuyao for help. If these two people were to make Mo Xiuyao’s mood worse, then wouldn’t her chances of success be even smaller?
At the thought of this, Song Zhi secretly picked up a pebble and threw it at one of the two disciples.
“Who’s there!” The people who were hit turned around in anger, but the Demon’s Note Valley was quiet, with big trees and cold wind. The person who was hit was stunned and felt a chill in his heart.
“Senior Brother, what’s wrong?” The person beside him asked.
“I’m… I’m fine.” The eldest senior brother shook his head and continued to look at Mo Xiuyao. However, just as he turned his head, Song Zhi hit him again.
The senior brother turned around, but there was still nothing behind him! He swallowed his saliva and suddenly felt a little nervous. The other disciple was affected by him and both their legs also went soft. “Senior Brother, what’s happening…?”
“It’s okay, don’t panic, don’t panic.” The senior brother did not know whether to comfort others or himself. He looked at Mo Xiuyao coldly and said, “Speak, did you do it?”
Mo Xiuyao sneered and crushed the leaf into a ball, the juice staining his well-defined fingers. This casual action shocked the people present, as if Mo Xiuyao was not crushing the leaf, but their heads.
“Senior Brother, let’s go. This man is too evil…” Someone could not help but falter.
The eldest senior brother laughed coldly and said, “I’ll get back at you next time.”
After saying that, he turned around and left dejectedly. As soon as he left, the people beside him quickly followed. Although they tried their best not to show their fear, their backs looked like they were running away.
Song Zhi looked at the two’s panicking backs and could not help but smile. Just as she was feeling smug, a lazy voice suddenly sounded by her ear. “You’re still hiding?”
“Ah!” Song Zhi shuddered and fell to the ground in shock. The hat on her head fell off and she looked at Mo Xiuyao, who had appeared silently beside her, in horror.
Mo Xiuyao scoffed, his long and narrow eyes filled with disdain. “You’re so timid. How dare you come to the Demon’s Note Valley”
Song Zhi swallowed her saliva silently. She wanted to ask Mo Xiuyao how he found her, but on second thought, she was facing Mo Xiuyao when she threw the stone at him. He must have found her at that time.
Song Zhi’s lips twitched and she forced out a friendly smile. “H-hello, Demon Lord…”
“Seeking revenge?” Mo Xiuyao raised his eyebrows.
“No, no,” Song Zhi quickly waved her hands and said.
Mo Xiuyao narrowed his eyes and did not say a word, but the pressure around him was almost tangible. Song Zhi swallowed her saliva again. Just as she was about to speak, Mo Xiuyao suddenly leaned over.
As she watched Mo Xiuyao’s handsome face inch closer in front of her eyes, Song Zhi’s heart almost jumped out and her mind went blank for a moment.
No way, no way? She hadn’t even done anything yet, and the demon wanted to kiss her? Did he take a fancy to the face she had conjured? But didn’t the original text say that the demon didn’t get close to women? Or was it because the demon had been locked up for 30 years and hadn’t seen a woman for 30 years that he had gone crazy?
“What’s that smell?” Mo Xiuyao asked.
“Ah?” Song Zhi was stunned.
“It smells like roasted chestnuts.” For the first time, Mo Xiuyao’s eyes seemed to be serious.
Song Zhi blinked her eyes and only reacted after a while. She took out a few roasted chestnuts from her pocket. “It’s indeed chestnuts.”
