Xiao Li felt a chilling sensation all over her body, and at the end of the cold air stood Beiming Zihan, who was usually gentle and refined. This puzzled her a little.

Bei Mingzi Han turned his back to Xiao Li and coldly uttered, "You've been keeping an eye on me for a long time, haven't you? What do you gain from it?"

Xiao Li's heart skipped a beat, but she feigned composure and said, "What is the Young Master talking about? Xiao Li doesn't understand."

Beiming Zihan turned around, just a glance, and it froze Xiaoli in place. His eyes were too deep for her to comprehend, and she was not qualified to understand.

Beiming Zihan showed no emotion as he replied, "If you don't know, then you don't know. After all, a dead person doesn't need to know so much!"

Xiao Li suddenly felt a great sense of danger approaching, an instinctive fear that precedes death. She wanted to run but it was too late. All she could see was a looming black mist, and the scenery before her changed.

Mo Xiu is very wicked, using extremely cruel methods. Bei Ming Zihan doesn't have time to torment Xiao Li, but he also can't let her die easily, so he bestowed her with a recurring nightmare.

She had just had a dream, in which there were countless monsters devouring her. They would consume her, but she would then resurrect, only to be devoured again. And so the cycle continued. Being consumed was merely an illusion, and in reality, death was being scared to death by the nightmarish creatures.

In silent terror, Beiming Zihan sat by the side, sipping tea, as he watched Little Li, who was sleeping on the ground, gradually transforming into a terrifying expression. He could imagine the scene where Little Li was frightened in her dreams, which was truly fascinating!

Finally, Xiaoli's face turned pale and she was scared to death. Beiming Zihan released a wisp of black qi that drilled into her body. Xiaoli stood up in a strange posture, as if her whole body wasn't her own. Her limbs and head drooped on her body, which was extremely terrifying.

The emotionless voice of Beiming Zihan resounded, "I have adapted well to this body. This vessel still has its uses."

This is enchantment. The emanating black aura has absolute control over others' bodies.

Xiao Li's limbs finally returned to normal, her bluish face turning pale as she tried to speak and respond to Beiming Zihan: "Yes..."

Bei Mingzi Han: "How is the digestion?"

Xiao Liyin chuckled and said, "This woman has passed on a lot of information to that old woman Zhuang Hui, but it's all useless. I have already digested all the memories of this body."

Bei Ming Zi Han used enchantment for the first time and felt very skillful: "Very well, go and make yourself useful, I'll summon you when I need you."

A flash of darkness flickered in Xiaoli's eyes as she replied, "Yes." She walked out normally.

Bei Mingzihan watched Xiao Li's experiment and murmured, "Very good! I need to work harder on my cultivation. It will only be worthwhile if the entire Bei Ming family becomes like this..."

Enchanting is not something that can be used casually. Each person who is enchanted must consume a great deal of magic power to control it. People who are stronger than oneself cannot be enchanted at all, because it will backfire. Therefore, only when Beiming Zihan becomes stronger can he control more people.

On the side, Wuyou, who was covered by a blanket the entire time, didn't wake up at all. As a ten-year-old brat, he was naturally prone to sleep, and he was even more exhausted from the previous exertion, completely dead to the world.

The next day, Wuyou woke up and stretched lazily. Was there no one in the room? His stomach grumbled hungrily. He got dressed and called out carefully, "Master? Master?" At the same time, he inwardly criticized himself for using such an awkward way to address him.

Beiming Zihan had just returned home and saw a chubby little child running around under the bed with disheveled clothes. Somehow, this reminded him of when his mother used to dress him up when he was little. At that time, he was too small, and his mother chased him around the whole room to make him wear one more piece of clothing...

Beiming Zihan was no longer saddened by the passing of seasons. It was just a passing thought. He immediately reached out and lifted Wuyou up, saying, "Put on your clothes."

Wuyou asked softly, "Is my clothes not properly worn?"

Beiming Zihan: "... Forget it, this little kid just transformed. It's normal for them to not know how to dress themselves."

Beiming Zihan straightened his clothes and brought them to the table. "Xiaoli, here's your meal." He already knew that Wuyou would be hungry after sleeping for so long, and he himself needed to eat as well.

This meal, arranged by Xiao Li, was absolutely amazing. However, Wuyou had a slight doubt: "Aren't you afraid of others talking about so many dishes?" He glanced at Xiao Li. Wuyou's intuition was always accurate, and he had previously felt that Xiao Li's heart was a little distant, but now it seemed a bit different.

Wuyou ate while watching Little Li, who was serving him on the side. Didn't Little Li leave after delivering the food before? Today, he is serving impeccably! Moreover, the way Little Li looks at Beiming Zihan, is it infatuation? madness? His eyes are filled with a sense of familiarity with him!

After Xiaoli finished cleaning up the dishes and left, Wu You had a hesitant expression on his face. He had considered it carefully - that contract had bound the two of them together. If Beiming Zihan didn't have a good time, he wouldn't fare well either. Therefore, sometimes it's better to consider the other person more.

And from what has happened with Bei Mingzi Qi before, it seems that Bei Mingzi Han is not having a good time in this family.

Wuyou finally made up his mind and spoke up: "That Xiaoli... you better be more careful, alright?" Damn it! It's nerve-racking just reminding someone of something. I dare not provoke a crazy person.

North Ming Zihan looked at Wuyou with some surprise and asked, "Why do you say that?"

Wuyou thought for a moment and said, "Um...before, Xiaoli complained to your father about you, saying that you beat someone up! She's not focused on you anymore, and today has been really weird... She just seems so strange..."

Beiming Zihan glanced approvingly at Wuyou. Although she had just transformed, she could still discern between good and bad, which was commendable. Moreover, Little Li rarely showed any flaws in her daily life, so the fact that a child had discovered it so quickly indicated that her cunning was remarkable.

Bei Ming Zihan became a bit more patient. Wu You is now bound to him by a blood contract, so there will never be any doubt in the future. Having educated her since she was young, she will be able to help him a lot in the future.

Beiming Zihan: "Tell me how she became so strange."

Wuyou tried to gather some courage and said, "The way she looked at you today... it was like... crazy. It was like the way our pet dog used to look at us. Is she sick?"

North Ming Zihan: "You used to have a dog at home? Do you have a past?"

Wu You: "..." He accidentally let slip... Oops! Why are you making such a big deal out of this statement? Aren't you missing the point?

Wu You let out a hesitant sound and said, "Well... I was just using an analogy. That Xiao Li really has some issues."

Bei Mingzihan stared at Wu You with a cold gaze, making him tremble with fear as he searched for excuses. Fortunately, Bei Mingzihan quickly averted his eyes, and it was unknown whether he believed the words he said, "Hmm, she is mine now, so rest assured."

Wu You: "...Um, that... your person? Does that mean you slept with her?"

Beiming Zihan: "......"

Wuyou nodded and muttered to himself, "That makes sense. You're good-looking, and you've slept with her, so she's treating you well now?"

... Beiming Zihan finally couldn't stand his nonsense anymore: "No!" He slammed his hand down on the table: "From now on, don't let your mind wander aimlessly. Use your free time to cultivate!"

Wuyou: "......QWQ" It's okay if there is none! Violent cat?

Beiming Zihan watched as Wuyou obediently went to cultivate, then suddenly spoke again: "How does a recently transformed child know about such things in the bedroom?"