The enemy is now: My husband is a dragon demon

During the time Lou Yueyang was in the Floating Snow Palace, he experienced two different states due to chaotic memories, but in his opinion, these were just different periods of a person.

He once liked Shen Yulou's seriousness and talent; he also liked Shen Yulou's righteousness and livelyness when he was young; he also admired Lou Yueyang's ordinary wit and laughter.

He asked himself, did he hate her?

It's hateful.

Do you really want her to die immediately?

He couldn't give an answer.

When he first came out, he really wanted to kill her with his own hands. In order to satisfy his hatred, he played with her like a wild beast hunting for prey. Seeing her so frightened that she went to heaven and earth to find a solution to him, but always returned without success, he felt extremely happy. .

But he actually had countless opportunities to kill her without any effort.

But he didn't.

Recasting the Tianyuan Sword is very troublesome, but the so-called auspicious day is just a bonus and does not have much benefit.

After all, he didn't want her to die like this.

He could always think of that day when he was in Fushi Building, and the way she ran downstairs in a smoky pink skirt looked like the gorgeous clouds in the sky when chaos first opened.

And that day in the misty and rainy day when we were traveling together in Yechi Pond, the faint fragrance on her body made him feel at ease inexplicably.

His heart was like the water of the Karma Pond under the misty rain, with more or less ripples still appearing.

Using her to recast the Tianyuan Sword would indeed be more powerful, but without her, the Tianyuan Sword would still be a weapon worthy of its name in the world.

In this case, it would be better to leave her alive and spend the long and lonely time in the Floating Snow Palace than to go to the Tianyuan Sword to add glory to the cake.

If that body is really bad, there is no harm in changing the body.

Anyway, what he likes is her soul, not her body.

He made up his mind: "Just find it for me, you don't need to worry about anything else."

Mingkui sneered, his green eyes like abyss, and he could see through what he was thinking.

He waved his long sleeves, and dozens of books of life and death were placed in front of him. The books of life and death moved automatically without wind, and he quickly looked through them.

For a long time, the book of life and death changed several times, and when Zhong Liyang became more and more anxious and uneasy, Ming Kui rubbed his eyes, leaned back on the chair and said.

"There is no suitable one. Her destiny is too hard and too strong. These women's bodies can't bear it at all. Even if her soul is replaced, she will explode and die in a short time.

Why don't you try sawing off her legs to save her life? "

Zhong Liyang glanced at him sideways, his eyes full of displeasure, and his eyes became more solemn. He punched the murder case in front of Ming Lord's throne.

Mingkui rolled his eyes at him: "It's useless for you to vent your anger on me. Her soul energy is very weak, so she is very unlucky. You'd better think of other solutions quickly, otherwise she may die soon. I can't I can’t afford to compensate you.”

Zhong Liyang: "..."

She once said that filial piety is the beginning of filial piety.

Furthermore, she was an exorcist. Even if she no longer exterminated demons, she would not be able to accept the lack of a leg. He did not want her to live in depression for the rest of her life.

He walked around twice and came back and asked, "If she dies now and is reincarnated, can you decide her next life?"

Ming Kui shook his head: "I have said that her fate is strange. After death, the souls of heaven, earth, earth and humans are scattered and reunited before reincarnation. I can't track her soul here, so naturally I can't influence it. Her afterlife.”

If she can't control her afterlife, what if she is reincarnated as a man?

Zhong Liyang frowned, and the red light loomed in his eyes. Ming Kui knew that this was a sign that he was about to go crazy, and silently transformed a weapon in his hand.

Suddenly, a voice came from behind.

Lin Xing knocked away the two ghost kings blocking his way and walked quickly behind Zhong Liyang.

Mingkui pointed to the kid next to him and asked them to help the ghost king up. Then he looked at Lin Xing with anger in his eyes.

Lin Xing didn't have time to look at his face. He whispered to Zhong Liyang: "My subordinate met a monk in the Luohen Realm. He claimed to have a way to cure the poison of the golden-scaled viper."

Zhong Liyang was shocked, and the red light in his eyes suddenly faded a lot: "What's the reason? Can he really detoxify this poison?"

Lin Xing nodded, his mask glowing pale blue in the light of the ghost fire: "I went to the Demon Lord and asked for a golden-scaled viper that bit a mortal. The monk indeed cured him!"

"Where are they now?"

Lin Xing replied: "We have already been invited into the palace."

Zhong Liyang felt much lighter after hearing this. He patted Lin Xing on the shoulder and took the lead back to the Floating Snow Palace.

When he returned, the monk had already healed Lou Yueyang and was sitting on the futon brought by Xiaoyi, meditating and chanting sutras with his eyes closed.

Zhong Liyang looked at Lou Yueyang. His face seemed to look better, and his mouth was no longer purple.

But he solved so many difficult problems for famous doctors from all walks of life in less than a pee?

Zhong Liyang half-believingly asked the long-browed old man to take Lou Yueyang's pulse. The old man was so afraid of him that he trembled for a long time before he could feel the pulse. For a long time, sweat broke out on Zhong Liyang's forehead, and then he finally heard the old man say:

"Sir, as shown by the girl's pulse, the snake venom has indeed been detoxified, and her body is no longer seriously injured. She just needs to be nursed back to health slowly."

Zhong Liyang's heart beat violently a few times. He held Lou Yueyang's thin white hand tightly, thankful that she escaped, and then looked at the monk.

The monk looked very young, about ten or twenty years old, very fair and delicate, with a jade-like face, long eyebrows and long eyelashes, a slightly quivering lip under the high bridge of his nose, no ring scar on his head, and the same clothes he wore. It's not a common monk's robe, but a collar as red as fire.

It was already getting late, and Xiao Yiyi turned on the lamp in the flower hall. The monk sat quietly on the futon, surrounded by a layer of faint candlelight, gentle and compassionate, as if the Buddha himself came to the world to save all sentient beings.

Lin Xing rushed over, approached the monk, leaned over and whispered, "Master, our Lord is here."

The monk slowly opened his dark eyes, recited a verse, then stood up, placed a palm on his chest, his eyes unchanged, and nodded slightly towards Zhong Liyang.

Only then did Zhong Liyang realize that he was so tall. He had not felt it when he was sitting on the futon just now, but when he stood up, he was almost as tall as him.

He is half a head taller than Mingkui.

He spoke politely for the first time: "May I ask the master's name?"

The monk slowly turned the beads in his hand, and a red fire-like mark appeared on his forehead, adding a bit of coquettishness to him. He spoke lightly, with a deep and distant voice: "Little monk Wuchen."

"Master Wuchen has great skills, who do you want to learn from?" Zhong Liyang let go of Lou Yueyang's hand and asked Xiaoyi to take Lou Yueyang back to Qiutang Building to have a good rest, while he sat on the short couch and chatted with Wuchen. got up.

Wuchen looked at him with bright black eyes and a calm expression, neither sad nor happy: "Master has passed away long ago, I'm afraid the donor doesn't know about it."

Zhong Liyang nodded and said with a warm smile: "Master Wuchen is my wife's savior. I also ask you to stay here for a while and talk about your feelings."