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

The Five Princes' Mansion was filled with peace and joy.

Xiao Lu: "Sir, the Five Princes' Palace is so big. Are the palaces in the human world this big?"

Bei Yi: "No."

"Bigger than the palace of the human world? So the power of this fifth king is more powerful than that of the fourth king?"

"Ah."

"The structure of the Five Princes' Mansion looks very comfortable, like a courtyard in the human world, and it is brightly lit, which makes people feel happy."

Bei Yi: "As soon as there is an opportunity, you will take the opportunity to escape and go to the entrance of the underworld to seek the protection of the shopkeeper of the human building. The Five Princes' Mansion is not a place to stay."

"Everything depends on the master."

Meng Wanzhou waved his hand, and a maid came forward and said: "Follow me, the king has prepared rooms and meals for you."

Meng Wanzhou had prepared everything in advance, and it seemed that everything was part of his plan. No wonder Lin Yuetan found the master's whereabouts in the restaurant so quickly. It seemed that it was inseparable from Meng Wanzhou's contribution.

This person set up this series of tricks just to make Lin Yuetin fight with me, and then he can take away the master.

Bei Yi glanced at the unconscious master in his arms. He was unable to protect his master, and his skills were not strong enough. Without the demonic and evil energy, he would not be his master's opponent in this life. In terms of strategy, he can't compare to Meng Wanzhou. This man is deeply scheming and will do whatever it takes to achieve his goals.

Meng Wanzhou was good-looking, held a high position, and had a formidable aura. He had the temperament of a man of letters in his movements.

And I am nothing.

Bei Yi sat on the edge of the bed, pursed his lips and looked at Han Ziyu who was still unconscious on the bed. He knew that he was not worthy of his master who was as bright as the moon.

He is a rotten person. In his previous life, he was a demon lord who was scolded and cursed by the world and massacred thousands of creatures. In this life, he is a dishonored evil disciple who broke the heart of his master. I am a rotten person who does not deserve to be loved. How can I be worthy of my master?

It was a blessing to be able to fall in love with Master in Hushan Town in the previous life, so why should we expect to stay together for a lifetime?

Bei Yi lay down and held Han Ziyu in his arms, resting his head on his master's back and holding Han Ziyu's arm tightly with his fingers.

He is not willing to give in. How can he be willing to give in? He does not want to lose his master.

But what can be done? His love and company are so dirty and cheap to the Master. He is just not worthy of the Master...

Bei Yi bit his lip, a thin layer of sweat forming on his forehead.

He wanted to rub the person into his heart and hide it, and not allow anyone to take a peek at the Master, but he also wanted to lift the person up to the top of the clouds, and tell everyone to take a look at the Master in the clear breeze and bright moon.

If Master is a beam of light, he must be the endless darkness, only used to set off that dazzling light. If Master is ice and snow, he must be the dancing wind, carrying snowflakes to the ends of the earth to see the beauty of the world.

But Master is just Master, and he will not allow me to hide in the darkness, nor will I allow me to become a cold wind wrapped in frost.

He is afraid that no one will care for him, no one will love him, he is afraid that he will wither away alone, he is afraid that he will be like a lone wolf in a trap and no one will save him...

But Master, you are the bright moonlight, you are the dazzling stars, you are the spring breeze and the warm sun, I can’t calm down...

And the disciple is the rotten flower infested with white worms, the rotten wood that rots after the rain, and the evil ghost of the abyss...

Master, should I let go of your hand?

Han Ziyu had a dream. In the dream, a young man pulled his sleeve tightly and cried uncontrollably. He really wanted to raise his hand and pat the young man's shoulder, but he couldn't lift his arm that seemed to be filled with lead. .

When he opened his eyes, he was dressed in red, and the bronze mirror in front of him reflected his face.

Han Ziyu frowned and stood up suddenly while holding on to the table.

The maid behind him was startled by him: "Immortal Lord, are you awake?"

Han Ziyu's memory stayed in Lin Yuetan's humiliation of a dozen people. At that time, he killed all of them with Wu Ge. In order to wake up, he drank the bottle of poison Lin Yuetan gave him. , enduring the pain of his lungs being burned by the poison, he used his kung fu to force the poison out, but before the poison could be forced out, he passed out.

This is the scene when I wake up again.

"Immortal Lord, today is your happy day."

"Big day?" Han Ziyu asked, "With whom?"

"Five Kings."

Five Kings? Five Kings of the Underworld? But he had never seen why this Five Kings wanted to marry him after saving him.

Han Ziyu wanted to get up and leave, but couldn't walk after two steps. He raised his foot to cast a spell and saw that there was an iron chain around his ankle.

He called out Wu Ge and slashed twice, but the chain remained unmoved.

"Immortal Lord, please don't exert any more effort. This chain is specially made by the Five Kings to lock ghosts. There is a barrier five meters away. There is no way you can escape today."

Han Ziyu sat back down and let his maid tie his hair and dress him up.

The last piece of red hijab is draped on the head.

The door was gently pushed open, and footsteps came.

"Congratulations to the Five Kings on their happy wedding. The princess is ready."

The man waved his hand and several people retreated.

He walked to the pillar nearby and unlocked the other end of the iron lock, and then fastened it to his ankle, so that he and Han Ziyu occupied one end of the chain.

"Ah Huan, let's go, the guests are all ready."

Han Ziyu suddenly took off his hijab and stared at Meng Wanzhou in front of him. He had the memory of the remnant soul of Mr. Huan, but he had no other feelings for Meng Wanzhou.

Meng Wanzhou stepped forward and took his hand, but Han Ziyu shook it away.

"Be good and don't make me angry, otherwise Bei Yi's life will be in danger."

"Where is Bei Yi?"

"It's in the palace. When we get married, I will send Bei Yi out of the underworld." Meng Wanzhou grabbed Han Ziyu's hand and walked out, then withdrew the barrier, and the two of them walked towards the main hall facing the rain of petals.

The Three Kings and Sixth Kings are here, and there are especially many guests at this wedding.

Bei Yi was locked in a hidden room. The room was strategically located and he could see the main hall through the window.

At this moment, he watched Meng Wanzhou slowly walk to the main hall holding Master's hand.

The guests around were applauding and shouting, gongs and drums were roaring, and firecrackers were blasting.

The main hall was bustling with activity, but here it was cold and lonely.

Bei Yi shuddered. If the master is not willing, no one can force him, right?

He looked at the two people walking hand in hand in the hall.

His eyes were getting redder and redder, as if they were stained with blood.

Are you so cowardly? No wonder he doesn't love you.

In the previous life, you imprisoned him, tortured him until he lost control every night, and made him cry bitterly. He is yours, and he can only be yours whether he lives or dies.

His heart, soul and body can only belong to you!

You obviously love him to death, the taste of falling into the sea of ​​desire with him, you obviously love him to death, no matter his soul or his body, you love him miserably.

He was yours in the previous life, and you fucked him to pieces, fucked him to pieces. Have you forgotten all that?

He is yours, he is yours! He is yours! ! He can only be yours! ! !

"he's mine."

Yes, he is yours.

"He can only belong to me. His sex, his mouth, and every part of his body can only belong to me. They can only bear my heat/fire!!!"