Kuaiwen: Trust me! The boss is very gentle

After laughing for a while, Zuo Yuebai stopped. He raised his hand, touched the physiological tears from his laughter, adjusted his expression, and looked down at the five people below with a stern expression.

"This Falling Demon Lord has changed a lot~" Those eyes were like an abyss, a black hole formed by countless mountains of corpses and seas of blood. "Just now, before half an hour, I appealed to an unknown person three times. This Isn’t it funny?”

Not paying any attention to the changes in Si Chongye's expression, Zuo Yuebai sneered unscrupulously and fearlessly: "What a arrogant Demon Lord~"

Si Chongye opened his mouth, but then closed it, as if he had nothing to say.

"The dignified Demon Lord is using all his pride to beg for help? Or is it really true that there is no other way? Is that right?"

"Hmm, I haven't tried it yet~ I don't think so."

"..."

Si Chongye felt that he was really stupid. There was no other way. It was just this person's one-sided statement without any confirmation.

Why do I believe it so deeply and ask him for help one after another?

what happened to him? Has the calmness of the past disappeared?

"Hmph~ As smart as the Demon Lord, you must have figured it out? Are you unwilling to admit it?"

Si Chongye turned his head slightly and looked at the five people standing behind him, his heart tightening slightly. After a moment of silence, he said: "Yes, they... have paid too much for me, which is why I can't let go."

Zuo Yuebai's interest seemed to be back now. The corners of his lips were raised, excitement and inexplicable impatience flashed in his eyes, and his tone was gentle and round, but full of cunning.

"Now that the reason is clear, it will be easier to handle." He raised his hand, raised his slender fingers slightly, and pointed at the person behind Si Chongye, "Tell me, this little devil~ Since I want to help you, good man I will do it to the end.”

Si Chongye turned his head and looked in the direction of Zuo Yuebai's finger. It was the man in white first from the left.

"Tell me, Lord, what did he pay for you?"

The man in white frowned when his name was called, and then looked at Si Chongye's back.

Si Chongye turned his head and looked at him, then sighed softly and said: "He... fell into the devil's way because of me..."

As he spoke, Si Chongye thought of something and his tone slowed down, as if he was organizing his words.

There was no movement for a while, Zuo Yuebai pursed his lips, rolled his eyes secretly, and then interrupted: "Okay, I don't like the dilly-dallying tone."

Si Chongye looked back at the figure in the clouds, feeling a sense of loss of control in his heart.

As expected, Zuo Yuebai's words were clear and straightforward.

"You and he were sworn enemies in the previous life, but after your death, he was righteous but became possessed by you. The sect was suspicious of you and expelled him, leading to endless pursuit."

Zuo Yuebai's smile was evil, but still not tacky. His temperament, which was inconsistent with his fairy-like white clothes, had a different flavor, adding just the right touch of elegance.

"After that, without knowing that you were Si Chongye, he ransomed you from the Que Tower. When the demonic energy could not be suppressed, he violated you and then changed hands."

"Oh, no. Is it because this body looks so similar to his sweetheart? In order to protect you, or to protect his own integrity, he let you escape?"

Si Chongye listened quietly, and his silence made the man in white feel a little panicked. But he still remained calm and stared at Si Chongye's back silently.

"Then, what about him? Is he your good apprentice?"

His gaze shifted to the man in red, and his words descended like judgment.

"He had evil intentions from the beginning. Do you know what he was thinking? Before you could survive the tribulation, he imprisoned you for three months. What was not done during this period?"

"Also, there is no need for me to say more about what he did and what he was thinking when he got your body and wanted to recruit your soul. You and he both know it."

"It seems that he didn't take you as the master to heart from the beginning, and what did he pay for doing this?" Zuo Yuebai's tone was frivolous, as if he was talking about an insignificant trivial matter.

"What you pay for, Dragon Horn."

The man in red clenched his fists, pursed his lips, and looked at Zuo Yuebai with a sinister look in his eyes, but it was fleeting.

"You broke your dragon horns just because you wanted to stay here as a snake, and refused to become a dragon because you wanted to wait for him."

Zuo Yuebai's gaze shifted again.

"Your childhood sweetheart, but because of you, he became blind and was kicked out of the house. Later, he founded the Dark Feather Pavilion and lived like a rat on the street?"