Unrivaled Miracle Doctor: The God-Defying Demonic Consort novel Chapter 793

Chapter 793: Chapter 228: Let’s Have a Child! (First Update)

Si Mo’s gaze turned cold as he tightly protected Mu Qingge and swung his hand.

A powerful surge of demon spiritual power burst from his hand, transforming into a fierce beast with a terrifying roar, rushing at the person.

The person was hit head-on by the ’fierce beast,’ spat blood, and was sent flying back.

The demon spiritual power invaded his body, causing fine cracks to explode on his skin. Black magic light burst from those cracks, instantly tearing his body into countless pieces scattered across the ground.

"Leader!"

"It’s the leader!"

"The leader is dead!"

It turned out that the person who rushed forward was indeed the leader of the Chongyan Tribe.

"Mere ants."

Beside Mu Qingge’s ear, she heard Si Mo’s calm and indifferent words.

Her gaze shifted slightly from the shattered remains on the ground to Si Mo, with a trace of concern in her eyes. She noticed the faint blood seeping from his lips.

Her heart felt blocked, heavy, stifled, very uncomfortable.

Mu Qingge’s features were tense, her lips tightly pressed, she didn’t ask Si Mo if he was hurt. Because, she knew in her heart, no matter how much it hurt, he would never say, only calmly shake his head in denial.

Si Mo looked over at her, the coldness in his amber eyes dissipating, turning into a pool of spring water. He curved his lips into a faint yet intoxicating smile and said to Mu Qingge: "Little Ge’er, put away your Taichu Urgent Fire."

Mu Qingge was taken aback and turned her eyes to the ground.

The entire Chongyan Tribe was engulfed in a sea of fire, and the spiritual power within her had long been exhausted.

Si Mo was holding on with difficulty, and wasn’t she too?

Both of them were adept at enduring. In this relationship, if Si Mo hadn’t taken the initiative back then and continued to endure, today’s everything might have been different.

"Leave the rest to them," Si Mo said to Mu Qingge, looking at the Demon Guards led by Gu Ya and Gu Ye.

Mu Qingge nodded almost imperceptibly, obeyed his words, and withdrew the Taichu Urgent Fire. As soon as the Taichu Urgent Fire re-entered her body, Mu Qingge took out a handful of elixirs, stuffing half into Si Mo’s mouth, and eating the remaining half herself.

The two sat on top of Yuan, overlooking the massacre on the ground.

The bloody scene did not make them feel disgusted, they had long been accustomed to it.

The people below, were they innocent?

Perhaps they were implicated by Yin Teng. However, the Chongyan Tribe had been arrogant in the Insect Abyss for a long time, and in the tribe, who hadn’t taken a few lives?

So, they weren’t innocent either.

Si Mo was a demon, and Mu Qingge was no saint. Innocence, implication, to them, were merely trivial matters.

The screams, the wailing, the pleas for mercy, gradually subsided...

"Your Majesty, there are no survivors in the Chongyan Tribe," Gu Ye knelt on the ground, looking up at their king and princess.

Si Mo nodded faintly.

Suddenly, he released Mu Qingge, who was sitting on Yuan, and leaped down himself.

As he moved, Gu Ye immediately stepped aside, standing voluntarily behind him. Mu Qingge sat on Yuan, frowning slightly, uncertain of what he was about to do.

Actually, Si Mo didn’t know either.

He just felt that he needed to do something.

Looking at the corpses scattered everywhere, Si Mo raised his hand, releasing a black whirlwind from his palm that gradually faded, revealing a phantom jar.

The belly of the jar was large, but the opening was small.

Si Mo gently lifted his palm, and the phantom jar floated into the air, its opening facing the corpses.

Soon Mu Qingge saw what seemed like ethereal souls drawn from the corpses by some force, emitting cries of fear as they were sucked into the jar.

Once all the souls of Chongyan Tribe were absorbed into the jar, the phantom jar returned to Si Mo’s palm, disappearing without a trace.

Having completed this task, Si Mo returned once more to sit behind Mu Qingge on Yuan, naturally wrapping his strong arms around her waist, allowing her to comfortably lean against his embrace.

Mu Qingge looked up at him, curiously asking: "Why did you collect that?"

"I don’t know," Si Mo replied calmly.

This answer made Mu Qingge’s mouth twitch.

"But..." Si Mo furrowed his brow slightly, "It probably has something to do with you. I can’t recall the reason, I just vaguely feel the need to do this, and it’s a habit I’ve had for a long time."

"..." Mu Qingge was speechless.

Alright, she shouldn’t trouble a patient with memory loss.

"Should we leave now?" Mu Qingge cleverly changed the topic.

"Yes." Si Mo nodded, raising his hand to gently pat Yuan’s head. Yuan let out a long cry, turned and flew towards the exit of the Insect Abyss.

Gu Ya and Gu Ye followed closely behind with the Demon Guards.

The slaughter they instigated in the Insect Abyss began quietly and ended quietly.

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