Tang Ling's room was no longer quiet.
Even though he could not wake up, the immense pain made Tang Ling moan uncontrollably.
The tentacle that wrapped around the Demon Infant's body seemed to be panicking as it shrunk back a little.
Tang Ling's expression softened a little.
However, at the next moment, it seemed like it could not resist the temptation of the Demon Infant's body. It shrunk back a little and tried to wrap the Demon Infant's body up.
Boss Huang frowned. No noise in Dvesha Moha could escape his ears, so he heard Tang Ling's painful moans.
"What's wrong with the kid?" Boss Huang wanted to check on Tang Ling, but he stopped at the next moment with a slightly perverted smile on his face.
"The little bastard is almost 16. What if he misses Higan? Won't it be awkward for him to go there? "It seemed like Boss Huang was a pervert and everyone in the world was a pervert in his eyes.
However, Tang Ling's voice sounded like he was in excruciating pain.
Then, Boss Huang noticed that something was wrong with Tang Ling's voice. Just as he wanted to check on Tang Ling, he heard a familiar voice.
Why is he here?
Boss Huang was very familiar with the copper-faced man's footsteps in Dvesha Moha.
Since the copper-faced man was here, it meant that something must have happened to Tang Ling.
However, since the copper-faced man was here, he did not have to worry anymore.
Boss Huang lit a cigarette and held back his curiosity. Instead, he put on the pajamas with Monty's picture on it and went to bed thinking about Madam Qing.
**
The copper-faced man came to Tang Ling's room.
He noticed Tang Ling's unusual behavior at first glance, but he remained calm and did not show any signs of shock.
The tentacle wrapped around the Demon Infant's body seemed to have a mind of its own. When it noticed someone else had entered the room, it shrunk back in fear.
However, at the next moment, the tentacle seemed to have discovered something new. It did not completely shrunk back into Tang Ling's chest. Instead, it stopped beside Tang Ling's hand that was covering his chest and waved back and forth as if it was observing the copper-faced man curiously.
The copper-faced man did not seem to care. He walked to Tang Ling's bed, squatted down, and picked up the Demon Infant's body to inspect.
It was at that moment that the tentacle suddenly stood up excitedly. The tentacle head was shaking as it slowly and hesitantly extended towards the copper-faced man.
The copper-faced man was deep in thought as he held the Demon Infant's corpse.
The tentacle came to the bed and stood still as if it was sizing up the copper-faced man. Then, it poked the copper-faced man's shoulder like a finger as if it was greeting him with a 'hey'.
The copper-faced man turned around and looked at the tentacle.
The next moment, the copper-faced man reached his hand out and the dozen tentacles wrapped around his hand and swam around his fingertips happily. However, they would stand up from time to time as if they were doubtful of the copper-faced man.
"Sigh." A soft sigh echoed in Tang Ling's room. The copper-faced man waved his hand and the tentacles retreated.
The copper-faced man then picked up the Demon Infant's body and vanished from Tang Ling's house.
**
The smithing room in Dvesha Moha lit up. The sound of a flame being turned on came from inside, along with some other sounds.
Ding Ling rubbed her eyes and grumbled, "What's the boss doing? Can't he let us sleep at night? "
Ding Dong also frowned. It did not feel good to be woken up. "I'll go have a look and tell the boss not to work at night."
Ding Dong's round body then rolled down from the small bed. Her little nightgown had Monty's head on it, and it complemented her round face perfectly.
"You two, sleep tight. Tang Ling is using the smithing room. He made a mistake, so I'll punish him. " Boss Huang suddenly appeared and picked up Ding Dong, who was still struggling to walk, and placed her back on the bed.
"But it's so noisy …" Ding Ling and Ding Dong were a little dissatisfied.
"Who told him to make a mistake? Bear with it for a while. You'll fall asleep soon, and you won't be able to hear me anymore. "Boss Huang sat in the middle of the two small beds and caressed their hair.
Ding Ling and Ding Dong were easy to coax, and they soon fell asleep again.
As for Han Xing, he was not worried at all. From the moment he started snoring, he had not stopped at all.
"What is he trying to do? Does he really think that Dvesha Moha is his territory? "Boss Huang grumbled when he heard the commotion in the smithing room.
Soon enough, he leaned against the wall and went silent. He seemed to have thought of something as his expression changed non-stop.
Should it be the Demon Infant's body? How did Tang Ling bring something like that back? How did he bring something like that back with him?
But … Boss Huang thought about the war seed in Tang Ling's heart and goosebumps rose all over his body.
He had seen things before and he had also seen how scary that man was in that state.
The scary thing was the aura that swirled around him and the active energy! Boss Huang was suddenly energized.
With his vast knowledge, he suddenly thought of a certain possibility, but was it really true? That thing came from the Dream Domain, so whatever Tang Ling obtained was controlled by the Dream Domain. What did it mean for Tang Ling to bring it out from the Dream Domain?
What a headache! The mysterious Dream Domain!
**
The copper-faced man did not care about Boss Huang's thoughts.
He was concentrating on something, and it seemed to be coming to an end. He stopped and stood beside the stove. He lit a cigarette and pressed a switch on his mask.
The mask popped up a little, revealing the copper-faced man's chin.
Surprisingly, his chin was not ugly at all. It was full and firm, and after shaving, it had a greenish-black luster to it. He looked manly and mature with an inexplicable sense of vicissitudes.
With the cigarette dangling from his mouth, the copper-faced man looked at the Demon Infant's body in the stove.
After he processed it, the Demon Infant's body started to crystallize. Unlike the other Demon Seed bodies, the crystallized Demon Infant's body was black in color.
After the Demonic Neonate's corpse crystallized, it had a faint red color. Upon closer inspection, the corpse was actually colorless. The faint red color was because there was a condensed red dot on its forehead. It was the red dot that caused the entire crystal to be a faint red color.
"It's almost done." The copper-faced man muttered to himself before he left the smithing room, leaving the crystallized Demon Infant's body in the stove to be smelted.
**
Back in the room, Tang Ling was sleeping soundly without the tentacles poking out from his chest to mess with him.
He was exhausted after entering the dream and talking to Boss Huang about the materials.
It was rare for him to fall into a defenseless state. Even though the copper-faced man had been standing in front of his bed for at least 20 seconds, he did not notice it at all.
The copper-faced man looked at Tang Ling's defenseless sleeping face. His gaze under the mask was gentle and warm, but there was also a trace of hesitation.
The night grew darker, and the copper-faced man finally made up his mind.
He struck a certain spot on Tang Ling's body with his finger.
Tang Ling opened his eyes abruptly, showing shock and caution. Who is it?!
However, in the next moment, the copper-faced man struck the back of Tang Ling's head again. Tang Ling's body went limp on the bed and his eyes closed again.
"This kid, he almost fought back." With his Precise Instinct, Tang Ling's reflexes were fast. If the copper-faced man was a little slower, Tang Ling's next move would have been a violent resistance.
However, the gap between Tang Ling and the copper-faced man was too huge. He might have said that, but in reality, he had no chance of fighting back because the copper-faced man was too fast.
It was to the point that Tang Ling's Precise Instinct could not even sense the copper-faced man's movements.
After losing the ability to fight back, Tang Ling fainted on the bed with a cautious look on his face.
However, the copper-faced man did not care. He continued to tap a few spots on Tang Ling's body.
Gradually, Tang Ling's limbs lost feeling, followed by his torso, and his entire brain went numb.
The preparatory work was almost done. In the next moment, the copper-faced man lifted Tang Ling's sweatshirt and revealed his chest. His finger grazed his chest and blood gushed out. His muscles were ripped open.
A minute later, Tang Ling's beating heart appeared in the copper-faced man's sight.
"That's too risky." Boss Huang's voice echoed in the room.
"You shouldn't have interrupted me," the copper-faced man said in a heavy voice. Said the copper-faced man in a heavy voice. He then extended his hand towards Tang Ling's heart.
Even in his coma, Tang Ling felt a great sense of anxiety, especially when his heart was touched. It was a terrifying pain.
However, the copper-faced man did not hesitate. He gently pulled a tentacle out from Tang Ling's heart.
Boss Huang was frightened by the scene, but he dared not interrupt the copper-faced man.
The moment the tentacle appeared, Boss Huang instinctively wanted to avoid it, but after sensing the copper-faced man's presence, he did not do so.
The copper-faced man exuded a strange aura. Slowly, more and more tentacles began to wrap around his hand.
Slowly, a green seed with a small spore appeared in the copper-faced man's hand.
The moment the seed appeared, it felt a little anxious and instinctively wanted to jump back into Tang Ling's heart.
The copper-faced man was quiet, but with Boss Huang's sharp senses, he sensed a fluctuation of spirit in the room. It was even stronger than before. Was the copper-faced man communicating with the seed?
A high level war seed did have its own vague consciousness. There was no doubt about that.
The seed then quietened down. The tentacles that coiled around the copper-faced man's hand were its roots.
It retracted its roots and the seed looked plump like a green bun. It was a little plump and it was wobbling softly. Looking at it for a while, it looked a little cute.
"This is for the best effect," the copper-faced man said as he held the seed in his hand.
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