Chapter 1248: Unt.i.tled (2)

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

The Little Holy Master looked at the Demon Lord resentfully.

He doesnt know how to speak. Yan Xiaosi pinched the Little Holy Masters cheek.

The Little Holy Masters gaze became even more resentful.

Who said he has to speak? The Demon Lords red lips curled up as he tapped the s.p.a.ce between Yan Xiaosis eyebrows and the Little Holy Masters.

Yan Xiaosi felt her entire body tremble. In the next second, she heard the Little Holy Master complain, Dont be too arrogant. When I recover, youll be in trouble!

I really heard it! Yan Xiaosis eyes lit up.

What did you hear? The Little Holy Masters face was cold.

I heard you talking! Yan Xiaosi looked at him in surprise. I can hear what youre thinking!

The Little Holy Master looked at the Demon Lord coldly. You used a psychic technique?

This was what he was thinking. The Demon Lord could not hear him, but Yan

Xiaosi could. Yan Xiaosi was enlightened. So this is called a psychic technique. Impressive. Brother Xiao Zhao, can you teach me when we get out?

Cant I teach you? Do you have to consult this b.a.s.t.a.r.d! Inadvertently, the Little Holy Masters thoughts appeared in his mind again.

Yan Xiaosi looked at him with wide almond-shaped eyes. Holy Master, so you know how to curse too.

The little Holv Master was silent.

No, I didnt. You heard wrongly. So what if I scold him? This b.a.s.t.a.r.d deserves a scolding!

d.a.m.n it! Stop it, brain!

The Little Holy Master silently chanted the Prajna Paramita Heart Sutra in his heart.

Yan Xiaosi :

Actually, Yan Xiaosi felt that this psychic technique was quite cool. When she learned it later, she would use it on Brother Dabao and see what he was thinking every day.

By the way, Holy Master, do you have a way to save Little Stone? Yan Xiaosi asked.

Xiaosi is so beautiful..

Huh? Yan Xiaosi was stunned.

The Little Holy Masters hair stood on end! He hurriedly read it in his mind. Yan Xiaosi isnt beautiful! Yan Xiaosis face darkened.

The Little Holy Master :

Fifteen minutes later, the fair and fat little Holy Master on the plate became a bruised and swollen little Holy Master.

Little Stone was injured when he was captured to block the lightning. He was very seriously injured. Ordinary people really could not save him, but he was not a Holy Master.

Brother Xiao Zhao, the Holy Master said that he needs your help. Yan Xiaosi relayed the voice in his mind to the Demon Lord. Let him say it himself, the Demon Lord said.

Yan Xiaosi: Huh?

The Demon Lord looked at the Little Holy Master calmly. The Little Holy

Master was benevolent. Of course, he would not refuse to treat it. The Little Holy Master clenched his chubby little fists and let out his first fat voice in humiliation. Waah!

The Demon Lord laughed hysterically.

The Demon Lord followed the Little Masters instructions and used his strength to protect Little Stones heart. The Little Holy Master guided Yan Xiaosi to force the power of lightning out of Little Stones body bit by bit and into the Demon Lords body.

After all, this was heavenly lightning. If it was not completely shattered, it might spread out and cause very terrifying damage to innocent people.

The Demon Lord was not worried because he originally had a thunder spirit root. The heavenly lightning was actually a tonic for him. After removing the remaining power of lightning in Little Stones body, the Little Holy Master repaired his dantian and meridians.

After doing this, the Little Holy Master stopped thinking about anything and just stared straight at the Demon Lord.

The Demon Lord understood and sighed. He cut his fingertip and dripped a drop of blood into Little Stones mouth. He was the Demon Lord and had the body of a Blood Rakshasa. His blood was the spiritual liquid of all the demons.

His eyes Yan Xiaosi held the sleeping Little Stone in his arms and looked at the Little Holy Master and the Demon Lord. Although she knew that she shouldnt be too greedy, she really hoped that she could let him see the light again.

The two of them shook their heads. He was born with it and there was no way to treat it.

If he cultivated to a supreme realm and opened his Heavenly Eye, he might be able to see it, but it was not like a normal person. There was only black and white, and only a mirror-like scene.

Is it difficult to open your Heavenly Eye? Yan Xiaosi asked.

Its as difficult as ascending to heaven, the Demon Lord said.

Yan Xiaosi nodded and told Ghost Mother and the demonic cultivator the truth about Little Stone. The two of them were not sad for too long that Little Stone could not see. After all, they were grateful that Little Stone could keep his life.

Ghost Mother and the demonic cultivator knelt down and kowtowed heavily to

Yan Xiaosi.

It was for both her and the other two benefactors in the room..