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

Early the next morning, Bei Yi was kicked out of bed by Han Ziyu and woke up.

He covered his head and wailed: "It hurts, it hurts, Master, it hurts."

Han Ziyu looked at him coldly, stood up and kicked him twice.

Bei Yi: "Stop kicking Master, it was really not me last night, it was the Demon Lord."

Han Ziyu became even more angry and kicked him a few more times.

Bei Yi stood up: "Master, don't be angry. It's the disciple's fault. It's the disciple who didn't control that spirit well, which caused you to be bullied by him."

Han Ziyu's whole body ached, and his whole neck was covered with marks.

Bei Yi felt heartbroken when he saw it. He gritted his teeth and cursed in his heart: Demon Lord, you are going to die. Get out of here and I will kill you for how dare you touch my people.

"He's mine, boy."

Bei Yi was furious: "Go and find her in your past life. Zi Yu in this life is mine."

When he heard this, Demon Lord was furious. Why did he give all the good things to you? In his previous life, he lived such a miserable life. In this life, he still has to watch you and Han Ziyu quarreling with each other. He said angrily: "In the past life and this life He can only belong to me."

Seeing Bei Yi in pain and ferocious, Han Ziyu immediately helped him with his martial arts.

After a while, the Demon Lord in his body took over his body: "Han Ziyu, you are not allowed to sleep with that kid, do you hear me?"

Soon he turned into a young boy Bei Yi: "Master, Master~"

"Han Ziyu, if you dare to fight with that kid, I will make sure you never see him again in your life."

"Master, don't listen to his nonsense."

After the luck was over, the demon king completely settled down and was sealed in Bei Yi's heart honestly and willingly.

Bei Yi held Han Ziyu's arm: "Master, did it hurt last night? I'm sorry,"

Han Ziyu shook his head.

Bei Yi leaned forward and held the person in his arms. He sniffed the scent of the person in his arms, and his voice was hoarse: "Master, don't leave me."

Han Ziyu raised her hand and touched his head: "Okay."

As soon as the master and apprentice went out, they ran into Xi Qing and Qing Qing, who were arguing at the door.

Xi Qing stared at Qing Qing with a cold face.

Then Wan Xinan and Wan Mufeng also walked out.

The six people looked at each other with their own thoughts.

Wan Xinan greeted Bei Yi, and then addressed him respectfully: "Hanguang Immortal Lord."

Han Ziyu raised her eyes and nodded.

Wan Mufeng: "Hanguang Immortal Master is in charge of everything. It's rare to meet him. We are really destined."

Bei Yi: "I didn't expect to meet you two brothers here again."

Speaking of the word brother, Wan Mufeng's expression changed again and again. He didn't want to hear these two words. He would rather that Wan Xinan had nothing to do with him than that he was his brother.

But the reality is that they are brothers and cousins.

Wan Mufeng clenched his hands.

Wan Xinan: "Where are you going to visit, Hanguang Immortal Lord?"

Han Ziyu: "I haven't decided yet."

"Brother Bei, brother Xi, do you have any plans? If not, we might as well go to the countryside to play together." Wan Mufeng said.

Xi Qing nodded: "Okay."

Bei Yi originally only wanted to take Han Ziyu to the world of two, but now it was hard to refuse: "Master, do you want to go?"

Han Ziyu: "Let's go."

The six people packed up their luggage and walked to the countryside. After walking for about four or five miles, it rained heavily.

Several people were completely wet from the rain.

It was foggy all around, and the heavy rain was like beads as big as beans, making the muddy ground pockmarked.

The strong wind pushed several people forward, and the rain washed away, making it difficult for them to open their eyes.

The heavy rain accumulated siltation, and some children who had not returned home stood in the stagnant water and cried.

Bei Yi immediately ran forward and carried several children to higher ground.

Then he turned around and ran towards Han Ziyu, smiling and calling: "Master, Master."

When he ran to Han Ziyu, he took Han Ziyu's hand and said, "Master, I like you."

Han Ziyu was stunned for a moment. Although he had heard it many times, his heart was still unavoidably throbbing.

"It's not the disciple's love for the master, it's the love that deceives the master and destroys the ancestors. It's the love that I want to possess, and I want to marry you." Bei Yi loudly expressed his love through the sound of the heavy rain.

In the past, he only dared to express his love in a low voice, but now in the heavy rain, he could finally speak out without hesitation.

Bei Yi ran in front of Han Ziyu, and then tried his best to call him: "Han Ziyu, I like you! I want to marry you!"

Han Ziyu stood in the heavy rain and smiled, very satisfied.

Bei Yi ran over quickly and hugged him.

The rain soaked their clothes, which clung to their skin and clearly outlined their figures.

The two bodies were nestled together in the pouring rain. He held them tightly in his arms, and the rainwater flowed toward their chests along the gap between their bodies.

Bei Yi lowered his head and kissed Han Ziyu's lips.

The heavy rain slapped their faces, dripping down their cheeks and into their mouths.

Bei Yi kept sucking his lips. The kiss was a mixture of his full love, his possessiveness and the news he was eager to tell the world. He loved him. He would only love him until death. !

In the heavy rain, two figures, black and white, cuddled together, and the strong wind failed to move them at all.

Their messy hair was tangled together, and their wet clothes stuck together.

After the wind slowed down, Bei Yi ended the kiss and stared at Han Ziyu affectionately: "Let's go, Master."

He held his hand and ran in the heavy rain.

Not afraid of wind and rain, not afraid of anything in the world, he just wants to sink with him in this life.

The accumulated water blocked the way forward, and the water reached the knees.

Bei Yi bent down: "Master, I will carry you."

Han Ziyu refused: "No need."

Bei Yi: "Come on, there's no one else here."

Han Ziyu: "I'm not a child, I don't need you to protect me all the time."

Bei Yi smiled and said: "But I am your future husband. If I don't love you, who will you love? If I don't protect who will you protect?"

Han Ziyu's face turned red again.

Bei Yi bent down again and lowered his body.

Han Ziyu lay on his back.

Bei Yi walked forward step by step through the accumulated water.

Han Ziyu relaxed. His back was very broad, which made people feel safe. Han Ziyu hugged his neck tightly: "Bei Yi."

"Master, what's wrong? Disciple is feeling uncomfortable carrying it?"

Han Ziyu: "No, I want to know why you like me."

Bei Yi: "Hmm~ There is no reason. I was attracted by you the first time I saw you in my previous life. Now that I have to do it again in this life, I wanted to not make the same mistakes with you again, but I still can't control my heart. I'm sorry, Master, my disciple once again Pulling you into the abyss.”

Han Ziyu reached out and touched his cheek: "Thank you."

"what?"

Han Ziyu: "Nothing."

Bei Yi: "Master, don't you blame the disciple?"

"No wonder."

But Master, if you knew the truth about your past life, would you still say you don't blame your disciple?