My Demon Husband Is Chapter 890: Kill

Chapter 890: Chapter 890: Kill

"Grandpa, I’m going up." Lin Huan and I already reached downstairs, both of our legs were weak from walking.

But hearing Qing Li’s cries for help, I imdiately dropped what I was holding, ready to put on the sneakers once I got downstairs.

As fast as possible, I placed Lin Huan on the stairs to sit, then turned and rushed upstairs.

Damn it, has that Demon Vine co back again?

It must be the Demon Vine; in the Lin Family’s unique environnt, apart from that bizarre Demon Vine, there can’t possibly be any other monster capable of invading unnoticed.

We thought its tendrils were cut and it was sowhat intimidated.

Even if it cos back, it should need so ti.

But unexpectedly, it’s audacious enough to attack again.

"Second Brother, you’re hurt, ah!! It hurts so much, this Great Demon bites." Lin Xintang’s painful voice echoed.

I’m so anxious my feet are on fire, but no matter what, I can’t run fast.

Not only can I not run fast, but I’m running slower and slower.

Upstairs there’s not only Qing Li, but also Xintang and Yu Rongling...

They’ve also been injured by the Demon Vine, what should I do?

Qing Li, at a crucial mont, finally bursts with maternal instincts, "Xintang, hold tight around mom’s neck, mom is holding you, won’t let you be bitten."

Lin Xintang says with a sob, "But mom, Xintang doesn’t want you to be bitten."

"Damn it." I used all my might, exhausted.

Seeing everything as double images, and yet only reached the second floor.

Why does this damned staircase ban the use of Art, why can’t I use Taoist Golden Lotus?

A blurry figure appeared before , I staggered upward, opening my mouth but unable to make a sound.

My body soaked in sweat, drops falling onto the floor.

Being a heavily pregnant woman is so tough... can’t even run...

"Sister-in-law, why are you running up here yourself, I’ll carry you up." Yu Rongling’s voice was urgent, his figure gradually clearing before my eyes.

His white shirt stained with fresh blood, a deep wound on his left shoulder.

The next mont, Yu Rongling’s arm slid under my knees and lifted

horizontally.

I reached out to touch his wound, my hand stained with blood...

But instead of continuing upstairs, he hesitated.

Qing Li’s screams from upstairs were continuous, yet Yu Rongling set

down, "I’m going to save mom, can’t burden you, sister-in-law, you’re exhausted, you’ll definitely be bullied by the Demon Vine if you go up."

"Rongling, carry

up, you can’t do it." I clung to Yu Rongling’s neck, refusing to let go, squeezing words through clenched teeth, "Listen to , when I give birth to Dumpling, you’ll be the first to hold him."

"What do you take

for? To first hold Dumpling, you’ll joke with your life?" Yu Rongling actually tried to pry my fingers off.

Who would’ve thought, this kid actually has tis when he’s so disobedient.

Faced with the cries of Qing Li and Lin Xini’s mother-daughter duo upstairs, he could give up my plea for help.

I took off the hairpin from my head, pressed it against his neck, "Upstairs! Rongling, I won’t say it again, or if you don’t die by the Demon Vine, I’ll kill you first."

"You..." Yu Rongling perhaps never imagined I’d do sothing so extre.

He pursed his lips, quickly ran upstairs.

Definitely, this kid lacks exercise normally, it took him a full ten seconds to run.

As soon as I entered the room, I sprang up from the tip of my toes, "Kill."