Master, he always wants to leave me

"Su Yao."

"Well, what's wrong, Wuzheng?"

Su Yao opened his eyes, and habitually looked at the people around him with a doting smile, but unexpectedly saw Ling Ling standing beside him.

Ling Ling was frowning, with a handsome face, and a trace of doubt flashed in his deep eyes.

"Wu Zheng? I'm Ling Ling, not Wu Zheng."

He stretched out his hand to tie the scarf around Su Yao's neck, his face was still expressionless, Su Yao looked at Ling Ling, the smile on the corner of his mouth froze for a moment, and then he looked around in a daze.

"Snowing?"

He and Ling Ling were in a Times Square where it was snowing lightly. The two of them were standing to keep each other warm. Opposite there were a few children playing with each other. Several passers-by stopped to look at the white snow flying all over the sky.

"Well, didn't you say you were going out to see the snow? Let's go."

Ling Ning's warm hand held his cold hand. Su Yao couldn't react, so Ling Ning pulled her to step on her and walked forward.

The air was slightly cold, so Su Yao and Ling Ling held hands like this, and the two of them walked in the snow.

"It's so cold, how about going back to the stove?"

Su Yao breathed out hard to warm herself up. Seeing that he was shivering from the cold, Ling Ling put Su Yao's hand into his arms. He lifted the corner of his clothes, and his warm skin was icy cold by Su Yao. His hands were so cold that goose bumps appeared.

"Ling Ling, are you stupid, my hands are so cold..."

"Fortunately."

Su Yao only felt that his hand touched the firm skin on Ling Ling's abdomen. The warm feeling made Su Yao feel as if he had come back to life. When he realized it, he wanted to withdraw his hand, but Ling Ling refused to let go. .

Ling Ning was expressionless, hugged Su Yao, and put his eyes on Su Yao's back. He looked at the young man behind Su Yao, and pressed it against Su Yao's ear. His cool voice was pleasantly magnetic, but the content made Su Yao The whole person was shocked.

"Su Yao, have you fallen in love with someone else?"

"No, how could I like others, I only like you."

Su Yao remembered that he loved Ling Neng very much, but why did he suddenly feel guilty.

Especially when Ling Ling's light-colored eyes looked at him, he could see his frightened expression in those eyes.

Why, his expression is so panicked?

Even the pupils are trembling.

Ling Ling seemed to know that he was lying, and did not expose him, but continued:

"Look back, who is behind you?"

The moment Su Yao turned around, he felt that the snow was getting bigger and bigger, and the icy cold wind was still blowing on his cheeks.

He could only vaguely see a boy standing opposite him.

Are high school students on vacation now?He didn't wear a school uniform, so why did he even dye his hair white? Could it be Xuexia?

"Ling Ling, I can't see clearly."

The moment Su Yao turned his head, another gust of wind and snow blew by, and he was hugged into his arms. The cold wind made him crawl into Ling Ling's arms with a little chill.

However, he soon discovered something was wrong.

The people around him were not tall enough to be tall, and they were wearing white Taoist robes that felt very good, like ancient clothes.

Su Yao opened his eyes wide.

He saw the young man's expressionless face, a cold face very similar to Ling Ning's, with a little silver icicle between his brows, and light-colored eyes looking at him intently, then the young man rubbed his shoulder and called out to him.

"Master."

no contest?

Su Yao let the boy hug him in a daze, only then did he realize that he had forgotten that he still had two apprentices.

He also forgot everything.

The most terrifying thing is yet to come.

When he was hugging Ling Wuzheng like this, he suddenly noticed from the corner of his eye that Ling Wuzheng's long hair was slowly turning white at a speed visible to the naked eye. In the blink of an eye, it turned into white silk and was blown up by the icy cold wind.

"Wu Zheng, your hair..."

How could this be?

what happened?

Didn't he return to modern times, where is Ling Ling?

Why did Ling Wuzheng become like this?

The most frightening thing is that when Ling Wuzheng slowly let go of him, Su Yao watched Ling Wuzheng in front of him tremblingly, growing from a boy to a young man, and the childish eyebrows and eyes all grew. Opened, and became the handsome and extraordinary young man in front of his eyes.

The eyebrows, nose, lips, and the outline of the face are exactly the same as Ling Ling.

It was as if he had seen Ling Ling transform from a teenager into a young man.

He just looked at the white-haired Ling Ning, lowered his head, and kissed his trembling lips.

"Master, your lips are so soft..."

Su Yao suddenly recovered his senses and wanted to push Ling Wuzheng away, but found that his body was not under his control at all, and was frozen in place.

Ling Wuzheng's tongue stretched out like this unscrupulously, Su Yao only felt that he was about to collapse from being played like this!

Who is this person?

Is it Ling Wuzheng or Ling Ling?

Why do you have white hair?

Who will tell him!In the end what happened? !

"Hmm... who are you?"

His whole body was stiff, Ren Ling Wuzheng was so close, tears of shame welled up from the corners of his closed eyes.

Long and fair fingers wiped away the tears from the corners of Su Yao's eyes, Ling Wuzheng finally let go of Su Yao, his gaze was still cold, but there was deep affection hidden in his eyes.

After listening to Su Yao's question, a cold laugh came out of his throat, which seemed to be ironic and sad.

"Who am I? Heh—"

He bit Su Yao's lip hard, and Su Yao immediately avoided the pain, only thinking that this dream was so real, his lip was bitten by Ling Wuzheng until a trace of blood flowed out.

Ling Wuzheng said: "Whoever cruelly abandoned me in Taiyi Palace alone, who told me to wait for him to go back?"

"Master, I have been waiting for you for another five years."

"Master, master, master..."

"Who is Ling Ling...and who am I..."

The white-haired young man stared at Su Yao deeply, Su Yao only felt that he had been drawn into these light-colored pupils, and he could not escape for life after life.

Do not!

The shrill voice woke Su Yao up from this dream. He opened his eyes, swept around in shock, and then sat up.

Not Times Square, no kids playing, no snow.

"Drip... Su Yao, you're having a nightmare again."

The system, which was awakened by Su Yao's strong emotional fluctuations, talked to Su Yao somewhat in a bad mood.

Su Yao stretched out his head and wiped his forehead with cold sweat.

He tried his best to calm down his breath, and then said dryly: "No..."

"As soon as I woke up, I didn't know what dream I had... I just felt that I dreamed something terrible, but I couldn't remember it."

He tried desperately to recall, he clearly remembered just now, but in the blink of an eye he forgot what he had dreamed so that he would be awakened every time.

"It's been five years since we came to the Demon Realm, and you've been like this every time in five years..."

The system said with some concern that in the past five years, Su Yao hasn't had a good night's sleep, and even the system has been affected.

If this continues, Su Yao will go crazy sooner or later due to lack of sleep.

Su Yao didn't speak, he just felt his mouth hurt and the quilt on his body fell to the ground, that's why he felt cold.

Um?Did he also feel cold in the dream?

Su Yao simply sat cross-legged to meditate, circulated the devil energy in his body, and dispelled the cold energy in his body.

Yes, he has practiced magic, and now he has become a magic cultivator at the early stage of Jindan.

Five years ago, he accompanied Ling Wu'an into the demon world, and stayed by Ling Wu'an's side for five full years.

In the past five years, he has not stepped into the realm of Taoism.

It's not that he doesn't want to go, but that Ling Wu'an doesn't allow it.

In the next three years, he watched with his own eyes what kind of ruthless methods Ling Wu'an used to ascend to the throne of the Demon Lord. Those insidious and cunning schemes and bloody methods made Su Yao standing behind Ling Wu'an burst into tears. chills.

He tried his best to avoid getting too close to Ling Wu'an, but he couldn't leave too far away.

As long as he went to a place farther away, Ling Wu'an would appear unnoticed, stand in front of him, and ask him where he was going with a smile?

There was a ruthless light in those blood-red eyes, as long as he replied that he wanted to leave, maybe the end would be blood and flesh.

Su Yao smiled awkwardly, he just wanted to see the Demon World.

Ling Wu'an's growing possessiveness is not good...

Ever since they came to the Demon Realm, Ling Wu'an has been like a different person, decisive in attacking, shrewd in making decisions, so sophisticated that Su Yao was a little surprised...

Only a few times, Ling Wu'an would put down those masks, lean close to him, and call him master.

emmm... As expected of being the protagonist, it's just that this feeling of being controlled by others makes him feel a little uncomfortable.

Two years ago, after Ling Wu'an gained a firm foothold in the Demon Realm, he ordered Wanmo to build the Wanmo Palace. The blueprints he painted with his own hands are comparable to the magnificent buildings in the Taiyi Palace, and have become a representative building with a good reputation in the Demon Realm. .

Now this palace of ten thousand demons, which stands tall in the demon world and lights up the demon world all night, has become a representative building of the demon world.

But Qing Shiyu can stand beside Ling Wu'an openly and aboveboard, and serve Ling Wu'an loyally. She has a beautiful face and tenderness, and the blood whip wrapped around her waist makes people daunting.

The witch is matched with the future Demon Lord, a good match, all the thoughts in the heart of the Demon Cultivator, compared to the previous Demon Lord Lou Yangchi who likes the female cultivator of the Dao Cultivation World.

It's just that when no one notices, Qing Shiyu's eyes looking at Su Yao will be a little more complicated for no reason. Su Yao is sometimes very confused, especially when he and Ling Wu'an appear together, sometimes he even looks at Su Yao. I can feel Qing Shiyu looking at his back with piercing eyes.

囧, heroine, if you can believe a little more that the protagonist won't bend, maybe Ling Wu'an won't hold grudges against you in the future, and live a good life with you.

Your master is really not gay!

You believe me, I am the author!

It's a pity that Qing Shiyu couldn't hear Su Yao's active thoughts.

At this moment, Ling Wu'an, the protagonist who Su Yao thought was not gay, was staying in the main bedroom of Wanmo Palace, talking to himself alone.

Already a young man, Ling Wu'an, who has experienced five years in the demon world, has also lost his childishness. He is extremely handsome, with distinct features, and his angular face is extremely handsome.

Her long black hair was loosely tied up, her eyes were so dark and deep at night, and she exuded a wicked and sexy temperament. Although there was a little fiery red flame between her eyebrows, she didn't look feminine at all.

He was frowning, his face was a little blushing, and he was eager to throw away the erotic pictures in his hand.

"I don't watch! These filthy things!"

Ling Wu'an's handsome face was full of anger, he was ashamed and annoyed, and his voice was a little hoarse.

"..."

The color of Ling Wu'an's eyes changed again, becoming dark red, and he narrowed his eyes faintly.

"Wu'an, you are too thin-skinned, when will we not be virgins..."

"Ling Wu'an" has a cold voice, he feels that his future sexual happiness is far away, Ling Wu'an dare not even look at a woman's body...

Even with great difficulty, when "he" controls the body and wants to make love with Qing Shiyu, Ling Wu'an will always regain control of the body at a critical moment, and then run away in a hurry, "he" is simply dumbfounded, Ling Wu'an runs away Faster than a rabbit.

"I'm not married yet, this thing can't be done!"

Ling Wu'an closed his eyes, arguing with "Ling Wu'an".

"Ling Wu'an" was surprised, he couldn't help but frowned and said, "You don't want to be a couple forever? 』

"You think I'm like you?"

Ling Wu'an awkwardly glanced at the explicit book in his hand, before "Ling Wu'an" recovered his senses, the controlling hand threw the book aside.

Then, "Ling Wu'an" quickly came back to his senses, bent down and picked up the book again.

"He" frowned: "I really hope we can reach Yuanying soon, I don't want to be hanged on a tree." 』

"I also want you to get out of my body quickly. Every time you kill someone, you will always be covered with my blood. Is it disgusting?"

Ling Wu'an said coldly, the two "persons" always hated each other, and they acted in different styles, with their own advantages and disadvantages, but the combination was just right.

Everyone thought that he was moody, but no one knew that he was a being with a split mind and a split personality.

Only Master and Ling Wuzheng know this secret.

Hmph, but Ling Wuzheng will never be able to see him and his master again.

Cracks in the Demon Realm don't just come in if you want to.

Thinking of Master staying by his side, he endured it for so many years, and finally defeated Ling Wuzheng once.

"However, now that our body is like this, you have to relieve it. 』

"Ling Wu'an" was very concerned about their lower body problems, Ling Wu'an became angry and buried his body in the quilt, and said coldly:

"I'm going to sleep."

"However, I was so excited that I couldn't sleep. 』

The seductive voice of "Ling Wu'an" sounded in his mind, he seemed to be really depressed, and Ling Wu'an also became uncomfortable.

"You jerk with a brain, I really don't want to admit that you are my half body."

Ling Wu'an said in a hoarse voice, and finally his black eyes turned dark red again. He handed over his body to another person, and "he" laughed softly.

"Hey, I'll make you comfortable"

"Can you shut your mouth! 』

"No, the right to use the body now is in my hands."

"hateful. 』

Ling Wu'an laughed softly, and he suddenly remembered the scene of "they" taking a bath together in the bathtub.

That mirror reflected "their" bodies, obviously he was in control of the body, but the expression was handed over to Ling Wu'an.He looked at the person in the mirror with dark eyes and gasped for a while, as if he had fallen into a magic barrier.

Well, in the future, he decided to have a mirror in the bedroom as well.

In this way, he can look at himself all the time and see his other half - Ling Wu'an.

"Ling Wu'an" narrowed his bloody eyes happily.

The author has something to say: Qing Shiyu: Author, come out, is this the protagonist you said can't bend?

Su Yao covered her face, unable to see, so basic.

"Ling Wu'an": I'm sorry, I was the one who made the decision, so feel free to come to me if you have any questions.

Ling Wu'an:? ? ? ?I haven't bent yet! !

The white-haired Ling Wuzheng, who was lonely in Taiyi Palace, quietly counted the petals, with a creepy smile on his lips.

I want to choose a name for "Ling Wu'an", wondering whether it should be called "Ang" or "Ling Wuchen (chen)"