Demon respects life, Master, don’t cry, disciple is wrong

Qingqing carried the unconscious Bei Yi on his back and followed the team forward.

The moonlight lengthened the figures of several people, and the roar of wolves could be heard from time to time in the forest.

After crossing the mountain, we came to a village with a temple.

The old man led a few people into the temple. As soon as he opened the wooden door, he heard a burst of bells, dong dong dong——

The monk wearing cassocks walked towards them: "Donors, do you have something important to do?"

The old man said eagerly: "These kids are monks. Quickly ask them to treat those kids."

The monk clasped his hands and leaned forward slightly: "Please ask some donors to follow me."

The temple is quite grandly built, and is busy both inside and outside, full of fireworks.

Han Ziyu asked for a room and helped Bei Yi over, and then followed the team to the thatched house built in the backyard of the temple.

When he opened the door, a rotten smell came, and Xi Qing frowned and turned sideways.

The candlelight flickered in the house, and dozens of people were lying on the thatch to rest. All of them were pale and thin, some young people were wailing softly, and some women pulled thin quilts to cover their rotting faces.

Wang Ruonan felt heartbroken seeing this scene.

Han Ziyu asked: "Has the source of the plague been found?"

The monk on the side said: "No, the donors should leave the thatched house first. The plague spreads too fast."

Wang Ruonan: "Master, please leave first. I'll check on their condition."

As soon as she finished speaking, she walked towards the patient.

"Senior sister." Xi Qing took her wrist.

"I'm fine. I've been testing medicine with my mother since I was a child, and I've been immune to all poisons for a long time. A mere plague is nothing to me."

Wang Ruonan came closer and looked at the people lying on the ground. Some people's legs were rotten to the point of exposing their leg bones, and some had ulcers starting from their fingers all the way to their arms, and even some had ulcers on their faces.

A child's legs began to fester and pus appeared. He gently pulled Wang Ruonan's robe: "Sister, will I die?"

Wang Ruonan pinched his chubby little face: "No, sister will cure you."

The child pouted: "If it can't be cured, many people will die. Soon we will all become madmen."

"Crazy?" Wang Ruonan was puzzled.

"Ah."

The brother of the child on the side said: "After being infected with this plague, the first symptom is a high fever, and then the limbs will rot. When the rot reaches the torso, it will turn into an evil ghost. The irrational evil ghost will only bite people, and those who are bitten will People also turned into evil spirits.”

Wang Ruonan was shocked. No wonder the poisonous people she just saw in the city were so different from the poisonous valley. She had never heard of a healthy person being transformed into a living person through the plague, and she had never heard of a poisonous person biting someone and making people sick. Infection becomes the next poisonous person.

After treating the carrion and applying medicine to them, Wang Ruonan walked out of the thatched house and told Han Ziyu everything he heard.

Han Ziyu and several others immediately set up a formation near the thatched house. When they become poisonous, they will not be able to get out of the formation and will not bite normal people.

"Master, each of these things is too weird. The ancient people were wiped out all of a sudden, and Fang Yuan is full of poisonous people..." Wang Ruonan sighed.

"Xiao Qi, send a message to Dr. Xu and ask him to come here. You and he will work together to develop a drug to solve this plague."

"Yes."

Several people went back to their rooms to rest. Han Ziyu walked into Bei Yi's room and looked at the sleeping young man on the bed. The chaotic images in his mind came back to him.

He could never figure out where those pictures came from, what was the relationship between the so-called Demon Lord and himself, and what was the connection between Bei Yi and the Demon Lord?

Han Ziyu's mind was filled with thoughts: "No matter who you are, I will protect you."

He stretched out his hand to test Bei Yi's inner energy, and helped him calm the chaotic spiritual power in his body.

The young man slept uneasily, with a thin layer of sweat on his forehead, muttering: "Master, Master."

Han Ziyu thought of the kiss in the center of the storm. He raised his hand and touched his swollen lips. There seemed to be a smell of blood in his mouth.

Thinking of the ridiculous things in the Realm of Nothingness, as someone else's master, he was actually with the phantom of his disciple in the wooden house in the Realm of Nothingness...

Thinking of that night, when Bei Yi was drunk, he was controlled by the evil spirit and could not resist and had sex with him.

I remembered that in Tong Wuzhen's fantasy world, the demon king in the coffin was dressed in black robes, and his whole body was full of decisiveness and cold-blooded ruthlessness. His body in the coffin was cold but warm.

Thinking of marrying the Demon King Wuzhen, dressed in red, he stepped across the brazier and worshiped the heaven and earth with that man. The stone statue blessed them with a marriage rope. Now he can always feel that the existence of the rope is just invisible.

Han Ziyu lowered his head and looked at his wrist, only to see the ring on his finger. This ring was put on by Bei Yi for him at the apprenticeship ceremony. He couldn't take it off no matter what, it was invisible during the day and appeared at night.

"Master~" the young man called in a low voice.

Han Ziyu was stunned. For the first time, he felt that the master he called in the young man's mouth had a strange smell. It was not an honorific for him, but seemed to be a term of endearment.

"Master~"

Han Ziyu hurriedly covered the boy's mouth: "Don't scream."

But his warm lips warmed his cold palm, and he was so frightened that he immediately withdrew his hand.

Bei Yi opened his eyes, looked at the person in front of him blankly, sat up with his hands on his body, and then hugged Han Ziyu: "Master."

"Master, Master, Master..."

He called him Master many times, but he couldn't get the words "I like you" out of his mouth.

"Master, after these things are over, let's go to Baku for fun."

"it is good."

Bei Yi didn't dare to hold him for too long, he had no resistance to him, his taste, his neck, his eyes, and his lips were all fatal temptations for him.

Bei Yi lowered his eyes and forced himself to calm down: "Master"

After waiting for a long time without saying anything, Han Ziyu asked, "Huh?"

"Master, do you have someone you like?" Bei Yi kept talking fast.

The two of them looked at each other, and the candlelight in the room was getting darker and darker. Their fingers were very close to each other, and they could clearly see their rings under the candlelight, and their hair was entangled with each other.

Bei Yi swallowed uncontrollably, his Adam's apple rolling up and down.

The fire in his body was so strong that he really wanted to hold the person in front of him in his arms and kiss him hard.

The wooden window was blown open by the cold wind, and the two people's eyes immediately separated. However, their hands touched each other, and their palms collided with the wooden rings.

When Bei Yi made the matching rings, he used a lot of spiritual weapons and made some mechanisms in them. When the two rings touched each other's grooves, the mechanisms would be triggered, and then the rings would lock each other. Only after the set time has passed, the mechanism will be activated. It will be unlocked automatically.

Han Ziyu couldn't break away and couldn't take off the ring: "Quickly find a way to get it off."

"Master, it can't be removed."

"Unlock the trap."

"Can't solve it."

"you"

"Master, don't be angry. It has a time limit. The mechanism will be lifted after four hours. Let's sleep together." Bei Yi smiled slightly, and his heart was like clusters of fireworks exploding.

Han Ziyu lay beside him helplessly.