She was pushed down by the villain again in The Boss of Quick Travel

Chapter 328 The Ancestor of the Blood Tribe 9

The little bat's left wing was punctured with a big hole by something unknown. There was no bleeding, but the flesh was rotten and the wound had large cracks.

Yaojin found the best medicine that Wang had prepared for him before to help treat its wounds.

"You are so funny. You are so painful that your face turns pale." Yao Jin said while bandaging: "There are many bats living in this castle. You are probably new here and you have been bullied."

Xing was very aggrieved and rubbed her head against his clothes. It was all her fault that Yinshan was disfigured and unable to speak, so she could only seek comfort from Yao Jin.

But Popjin didn't know that the bat was a star. After fixing it, she prepared to put it outside. Its little paws clung to the sofa tightly and refused to leave.

"You want to stay with me?"

Star nodded.

"Okay, then you have to be obedient and don't mess up my place." Yao Jin nodded its little head.

After Pop Jin left, he spread his legs and rested on the soft sofa like an old man. His upper body could not move at will. He tilted his head and looked at the scenery outside the window.

It has been five years. He has been with Yaojin for five years. He knows that Yaojin is a simple, kind and lovable child, but Yinshan has been with him for ten years. As a result, when this happened, he was so angry that he wanted to curse and wanted to go to the hospital. He went to Wang directly, and there was no evidence to prove Yinshan's evil intentions. He could only wait for his injuries to recover before looking for an opportunity.

There is no way, who makes him a D-class relative? Without status, it is difficult to live in this kind of castle.

The same goes for Pop Jin. He is still a human being. Without the protection of the king, he will only become a person in the blood bag prison, spending his whole life in that dark prison, never seeing the light of day.

Little Bat clenched his fists tightly. Considering his affection over the years and the help he had given to him, he must help Yaojin keep the king's favor.

"Brother Jin."

There was a knock on the door, and the bat snorted and dug its nose with its other movable claw. This little bitch was trying to cause trouble again.

Qingye didn't get a response and actually opened the door and came in. Bat quickly slipped under the sofa and covered his mouth to endure the pain very sensibly.

After looking around to make sure there was no one there, Qingye searched everywhere and muttered, "The king has given you so many good things. Why should you be any different from me?"

These, and those, were all rare things that he had never seen outside. He wanted to take them away, but Lord Crow warned him not to play tricks in front of the king. He had to make the king interested in him.

As long as he squeezes away Pop Jin, he can have everything that Pop Jin has now.

Then it doesn't matter whether he takes it or not.

Thinking of this, he looked around again, sneered twice and left without closing the door.

The little bat crawled out angrily. This little bitch’s eyes were almost glued to these things. He must find a way to cure him!

……

The temperature was suitable in the summer. The little girl was lying down in the shade of a tree reading a book. Yaojin was standing aside making floral juice. Smelling the smell, the little girl turned around and said, "I want to drink tea."

Pop Jin's hand paused slightly, her ears turning red, "Wang, you drank it before and said you didn't like it, so I didn't do it."

"Really?" The little girl turned her head again, "I forgot."

The young man pursed his lips lightly. The little girl had forgotten, but he had not forgotten that it was on his birthday two years ago. The king specially took him to the mountain behind the castle to catch fireflies because he was very curious about the scenes in the book. After arriving at the destination, while waiting for Yinghuo, he poured her some freshly made blood tea.

As a result, something happened after Wang took a sip. The cup fell to the ground. When he went to pick it up, Wang jumped on his back and asked him to carry it. He was out of breath after carrying it. When he reached the mountainside, he saw several Fireflies gather weak light into a fluorescent ocean.

He stared at the scene in a daze, but his ear was bitten by the little girl. She didn't exert any force, but the friction of her teeth made him shudder.

The stimulation from the tips of her teeth was not enough, so she began to stretch out her lilac tongue again and linger on his skin. At that moment, Popjin's legs went numb and she couldn't see anything in front of her.

He turned his head to stop the little girl from playing, but he fell into her red eyes. The firefly was very beautiful, but it was not as attractive as her eyes. When Popjin came back to her senses, she was already blushing. She curled up in his arms and fell asleep.

The king is very good to him. He has known since he can remember that as long as he proposes or inadvertently shows it, the king will satisfy him. Even if he does not take the initiative, the king will take the initiative to give him the best.

He often felt that he was not worthy of the king's kindness to him.

Yaojin lowered her gaze and saw that the little girl had been looking at the swing on that page for a long time. That afternoon, he made a swing under the tree. Because it was his first time to make it, he was afraid that it would not be strong enough, so he sat on it twice. It fell twice. After repeated improvements, it was soon at night that he completed the reinforcement.

Qingye ran over and smiled with his eyes narrowed, "Brother Jin, did you do this? It's so awesome, can I play with it?"

Just as Yajin shook her head, Qingye had already sat on it. He swung twice and the swing broke.

"Oh, Brother Jin, am I too heavy? I'm sorry."

Pop Jin: "...It's okay. It's probably because I didn't do it well. I'll just do it again later."

Qingye checked the time and said, "Brother Jin, is it time for the king to rest now? You go and serve the king quickly, I'll be here."

"No need." Yajin refused.

He walked toward the bedroom, and Qingye followed, "Brother Jin, how do you usually wait for the king to rest?"

"Can I watch and learn from the side? Or how about you tell me to follow along tonight?"

"Brother Jin, why are you ignoring me? Do you need to do other things to serve the king?"

Pop Jin stopped and asked, "What do you mean?"

Qingye looked innocent, "Because outside, men of our age have become fathers. I already have a fiancée. It's a pity that we got separated when we were young. If she were here, maybe I would have children."

Human life is very short, especially in this era, he has a few more than 15 years.

Qingye continued to ask: "The king looks young. Brother Jin, do you know how old the king is? Why doesn't she find a husband? How many years has she stayed in this castle?"

Qingye's series of questions gave Popjin a headache. In his memory, Wang seemed to have never changed. Why, weren't they the same?Why is growth different, or is Wang sick?

These questions were swirling in Yaojin's mind. He gritted his teeth and half-knelt on the ground. Qingye supported him and said, "Brother Jin, you seem to be very uncomfortable. Let me take you to rest."

Yaojin was brought back to the room by Qingye in a semi-awake state, "You have a good rest, I will take care of Wang."

The door was closed, and Yao Jin struggled to get up, but the pain was severe. He shook his head and rolled to the ground.

It hurts, my head hurts so much!