Marrying the Soft-hearted Villain

Looking at the two tails with barbs and ugly bumps dragging behind the three legs of the demon, Mr. Big Bad Wolf almost immediately determined the demon's rank and category.

--This was a starving, rank-two demon on the verge of breaking through to rank three.

This kind of demon belonged to the low-rank transitioning to mid-rank, and hadn't developed much intelligence yet. Their instinct to devour humans and demon races was even stronger.

The reason it appeared here was probably because the sudden heavy snow had driven it mad with hunger.

“Click”, “Click”, “Click”

The demon with its strange center of gravity stepped on the snow, sniffing the human scent in the air, and walked towards the cave step by step.

Mr. Big Bad Wolf's eyelashes trembled twice, and a faint blood light gradually appeared in his gray-blue pupils.

No matter how hungry this demon was, he couldn't let it enter the cave and eat him or his… little lady who liked Mr. Big Bad Wolf.

His narrow eyes turned cold, and a pair of furry wolf ears instantly appeared on Mr. Big Bad Wolf’s originally smooth black hair.

Enduring the pain from his broken limbs and demon core, he transformed into his half-demon form. He nimbly lifted the two pieces of animal skin covering his body and knelt on the bed. Slightly annoyed, he took off the soft animal skin that his little lady had wrapped around his broken limbs, and quietly shook the big fluffy tail behind him.

His demon consciousness and the demon power that had just recovered near his demon core could only allow him to transform and fight for three minutes at most, and he wasn't 100% sure of winning.

Perhaps, he would die tonight.

The demon was still testing the waters, not daring to approach the cave rashly.

Yuan Jue withdrew his demon consciousness, scanned the stone table, and immediately found the two black animal skin clothes neatly stacked on top.

His pupils trembled, and his thin lips were tightly pursed.

Did that human make these clothes for him?

No human or demon had ever made clothes for him.

This size couldn't possibly be for that snail, Mr. Big Bad Wolf, right?

Suppressing the low chuckle that couldn't help but rise in his throat, the evil wolf's demon consciousness fell on Ruan Qiuqiu, who was lying on the stone bed.

She was probably tired and slept soundly. Her animal skin clothes were old, and some of them slid down, revealing her slender neck and a small patch of skin.

Ruan Qiuqiu was very thin and fragile.

But she was also very strong and courageous.

His demon consciousness fell on her cheek, and Mr. Big Bad Wolf's pair of pointed ears drooped.

His unfocused eyes landed precisely on Ruan Qiuqiu's face for the first time, and a dense tingling sensation rose in his heart.

Yuan Jue raised his bony palm, indulging in a selfish desire he didn't know why, and gently pressed his slightly cold fingertips on her lips.

Just once, he abruptly withdrew his hand as if he had been scalded by the soft touch, his eyes flushed.

He flicked his somewhat exploding tail, and rubbed his sharp canines with the tip of his tongue with a slightly ferocious expression.

So soft.

Mr. Big Bad Wolf let out a low gasp, pulled out a sliver of demon consciousness, and cast a deep sleep spell that was many times weaker than before, tapping Ruan Qiuqiu's forehead.

A hoarse and low voice came from the darkness, containing only one monotonous syllable: "…Sleep."

Although she was courageous, if she saw him fighting a demon that was several times uglier than his demon form, she would find it disgusting even if she wasn't scared.

He didn't want to be worse than Mr. Big Bad Wolf anymore.

Tsk.

This human was really infuriating.

Yuan Jue slowly withdrew his big palm and jumped off the stone bed gracefully.

He hopped to the edge of the stone table rather comically, gently touched the animal skin clothes, and even picked them up a little perversely, unable to help but sniff deeply.

It was all his and Ruan Qiuqiu's scent, with no other wolf's scent.

It was so big that only he could wear it.

But Mr. Big Bad Wolf only touched it before reluctantly putting it back on the stone table.

Such clean skin would get dirty if he wore it to fight.

But…

Mr. Big Bad Wolf didn't know what he was thinking, but he narrowed his long eyes, wickedly pulled out a small tuft of hair from his tail, and stuffed it into the two pieces of clothing.

This way, even if he died tonight, these clothes would be covered in his scent, and no other wolf would be willing to wear them.

"Click", "Click", "Click", the demon had reached a place less than ten meters away from the cave.

Mr. Big Bad Wolf's eyes turned cold. Before leaving the cave, he couldn't help but look back at Ruan Qiuqiu, who seemed to be sleeping soundly on the stone bed. His thin lips parted slightly, but in the end, he didn't say a word.

He even added more firewood before leaving.

…

The heavy snow outside the cave still hadn't stopped, and the moon was covered by thick clouds, with almost no light.

But such darkness did not affect Yuan Jue, who used his demon consciousness to see.

From the moment he put down the animal skin curtain, he transformed into his demon form.

A demon that was about to break through to rank three was not to be trifled with. If it were before, he could have instantly killed this kind of demon.

But now, his strength was not as good as this ugly three-eyed demon in front of him. He even had to fight to the death to have a chance of survival.

In order to win as much as possible, he only transformed into a wolf cub about one meter long to lower his opponent's guard.

The lame gray wolf cub ran quickly in the snow. The faint smell of blood coming from his broken limbs almost instantly aroused the appetite of the nearly three-meter-tall demon.

It had just wandered from another place to this forest. It had encountered heavy snow and hadn't eaten in more than ten days. It was about to lose its mind.

In its inherent memory, wolf demon meat was unpalatable, dry, astringent, and difficult to digest.

But in the smell of this wolf cub’s blood, there seemed to be a mixture of demonic aura.

It was the fragrance of a pure-blooded demon, even more fragrant than the smell of the blood of a sixth-rank demon it had been fortunate enough to see once.

This wolf cub’s heart was definitely a great tonic.

Saliva began to secrete unconsciously, dripping down the demon’s wide, ugly mouth.

Eat! Eat!

Eat!!

It wanted to dig out his heart.

The demon almost instantly forgot about Ruan Qiuqiu, whom it had seen two days ago and who smelled more than ten times more nourishing than ordinary humans.

It quickly chased after him, planning to dig out the heart of the wolf cub in front of it, and then come back and eat Ruan Qiuqiu in the cave.

Human flesh was very delicious, it would savor it carefully, not even a single bone would be left.

Yuan Jue led the demon to a mountain depression some distance away from the cave, pretended to fall, and "miserably" collapsed on the ground, mobilizing the little remaining demon power around his shattered demon core, ready to give the disgusting demon in front of him a fatal blow at any moment.

Mr. Big Bad Wolf noticed that as he used his demon consciousness and demon power, more black spots appeared on his already shattered demon core.

Those black spots seemed to be devouring his demon core, making him more passive with each passing second.

"Cluck, cluck, cluck—" The demon looked at the wolf cub on the ground and let out a gloating laugh.

Perhaps because it felt that it would definitely be able to eat a warm heart, the demon didn't seem to be in a hurry and walked towards Mr. Big Bad Wolf step by step.

When it confidently stretched out its three claws and reached for his heart, Yuan Jue locked onto its fragile neck, a blood light flashing in his eyes.

"Boom!"

A blood-red dark light flashed. Before the demon could react, Mr. Big Bad Wolf, who had suddenly grown in size, cut off its head with his sharp claws.

Its three eyes widened, as if it hadn't reacted yet.

Green blood flowed out from its broken neck, but the demon's three eyes suddenly burst open.

Mr. Big Bad Wolf fiercely dodged to the side, but he was still accidentally splashed with some green thick liquid as his demon power was almost completely exhausted.

A few patches of fur on his back were instantly corroded, and a strong burnt smell filled the air.

A few drops even accidentally landed on his furry wolf face and ears, which made Mr. Big Bad Wolf so angry that he cut open the demon's chest with his claws while enduring the pain.

He was already disfigured, and now it was over, he was even uglier, even more incomparable to Mr. Big Bad Wolf.

His sharp claws dug into the disgusting demon's body and pulled out a crystal-clear light blue demon core.

He was in luck. This demon had a demon core, and it was a water-type one.

He couldn't directly absorb it now that his demon core was shattered, but he could give it to that human. Although this demon's meat was basically all poisonous and almost inedible, this demon core was enough for her to exchange for some good meat.

The evil wolf transformed back into his half-demon form, used his remaining demon consciousness to examine the demon's corpse, and found a small piece of red, brightly colored fur on its head.

He cut off the fluffy part of the demon's tail, pulled out the sharpest part of the demon's body, held them in his hands, and walked towards the cave, supporting himself with the giant trees.

The result was better than he expected. He was still alive.

Even though he looked scarier than a demon now.

Yuan Jue, who had never had any experience interacting with female demons or women of the opposite sex, didn't know why he cared so much about that human. He just desperately tried to find reasons for himself.

Mr. Big Bad Wolf felt that he was actually a very bad wolf.

He knew that he might not live long.

But he still ate a lot of her food and slept in the same stone bed with her.

He even acted like a hooligan and touched her lips.

He, this wolf, was even more excessive and stained the clothes she made with his scent.

Therefore…

He wanted to go back.

At least, give her the things.

However, just as he climbed over the mountain depression with great difficulty, the last bit of demon power in Yuan Jue's body was completely exhausted.

Without the support of his demon power, he staggered forward almost pathetically.

Blackened blood flowed down his no longer handsome cheeks, dripping onto his bare body. The pain from his broken limbs was almost numb, and even more countless black spots appeared on his shattered demon core.

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