Master, he always wants to leave me

Su Yao brought a jug of wine.

After he woke up, two happy events happened in the Demon Realm.

One is that Ling Wu'an was very worried about his Yuanshen returning to his body, but it was a blessing in disguise, he broke through the Yuanying realm, resisted criticism, and sat on the position of Demon Lord.

Second, after he woke up, he fulfilled his promise with Qing Shiyu.The day of Qing Shiyu and Ling Wu'an's marriage has been chosen.

The appearance of the new Demon Lord, coupled with the marriage of the Demon Lord, these two happy events spread in the demon world, and all the demon cultivators in Wanmo Palace are preparing for the double happiness.

At this moment, the magic fire in the palace was shining brightly, and Su Yao's eyes were as warm as water. He looked down at the wine in his hand, and the corners of his mouth were raised, looking extremely gentle, and it was just that.

He walked to Wanmo Palace, just in time to see Ling Wu'an sitting in the hall, concentrating on dealing with the affairs of the Demon Realm.

As soon as he appeared, Ling Wu'an, who was buried in a pile of troubled affairs, looked at him, and when he realized that it was his master, he stopped.

"Master, are you looking for me?"

"Well, I found a jar of good wine, and we master and apprentice have a good drink."

After Su Yao agreed, she raised the wine in her hand.

Ling Wuchen smiled, took the wine handed over by Su Yao, and couldn't hide the joy at the corner of his mouth.

Ever since the master had gone wrong in the last retreat, even if he heard about Ling Wuzheng's becoming the Dao of Heaven after waking up, he ignored it. His attitude of having nothing to do with him made Ling Wu'an finally heave a sigh of relief.

So, when Su Yao came to him with wine, he happily took his master's wine, and the two of them drank like this in the hall, chatting about recent events from time to time.

Until Su Yao saw that Ling Wu'an had almost drunk, he sat on the side in a little silence, put down the cup, and said four words lightly as if nothing had happened:

"No anger, I want to go back."

Ling Wu'an stopped drinking for a while, then, he looked at Su Yao with a smile, and said frivolously, with a little red flame between his brows.

"Master, what are you talking about?"

Ling Wu'an's words concealed displeasure and threats, which made Su Yao a little apprehensive.

Su Yao was a little hesitant, Ling Wu'an was moody, he had seen it a lot, but now he was full of desolation, leaving only a shell here.

What is there to be afraid of?

So, he clenched his fist and repeated.

"Wuhan, I want to go back..."

Kacha——Ling Wu'an abruptly crushed the wine glass in his hand.

In the silent palace, the shattered porcelain pieces are extremely harsh.

Su Yao raised his eyes to look at Ling Wu'an, he was taken aback by the voice, and saw Ling Wu'an's expression on the main hall could be said to be very ugly.

Su Yao expected such a result.

He still wanted to open it to say something, but finally closed it silently.

Everything is meaningless, what is the use of explaining and comforting...

Until he realized that Ling Wu'an's hand was bleeding, he frowned for a moment.

He got up and walked, grabbed Ling Wu'an's wrist, and forcefully opened Ling Wu'an's hand.

After seeing that piece of blood and flesh, Su Yao held back the softness that came out of her heart after being Lin Shuyao for so many years.

Finally, he said coldly: "What are you doing?"

What a childish temper.

He bent down and picked out the fragments one by one, and finally confirmed that there were no fragments left in Ling Wu'an's wound.

Then, his picking movements became extremely heavy.

Su Yao looked at Ling Wu'an who was so stubborn that he gritted his teeth and stared at him with blood eyes, and sighed.

He knew that such an injury would not cause any harm to Wu'an, who had already become a Demon Lord.

"Dignified Mozun...why is he having a conflict with a child..."

"Hehe, Master only has you, and he still treats me like a child."

Ling Wu'an suddenly laughed, he stared at Su Yao like a torch, and his voice became extremely cold:

"Why do you still want to go back? Where are you going?"

Back to the real world.

Su Yao lowered his eyes and remained silent.

"With me, and Shiyu, wouldn't it be good to treat this place as home?"

Not good... Su Yao sighed.

"Are you still counting on Ling Wuzheng to recognize you as a master?"

This matter... can you not mention it?

Su Yao only felt that he was extremely tired.

He didn't want to hear this... He was already very tired, and even despaired for a while after knowing the truth.

So much so that Ling Wu'an was aggressive, and his attitude of pressing him suddenly burst out the suppressed emotions in his heart.

"Shut up! Wu'an, am I really your master in your heart?"

Is he Ling Wu'an's master, or is he just Ling Wu'an's property?

If you really treat him as a master, and Ling Wuzheng as his senior brother...

In the past five years, the things Ling Wu'an has done, whether on the surface or behind the scenes, are chilling.

He spoiled Ling Wuan too much.

Su Yao was so angry that he slapped Ling Wu'an directly.

After the beating, he looked at his trembling hands, with surprise and guilt gradually appearing in his eyes.

Ling Wu'an's head was turned to one side, and the hall was completely silent.

Su Yao took a few steps back in disbelief, and distanced herself from Ling Wu'an.

He just...

Ling Wu'an was in such a posture without turning his head. His voice was very calm, so calm that he didn't seem to care about Su Yao's beating him at all, but the fact was the opposite.

"Master, do you still remember what you said before?"

"You said, you won't hit me again in the future."

"You broke your promise, Master."

Ling Wu'an tilted his head and said lightly.

"No anger, I..."

Su Yao shook his head, extremely bitter.

"Sorry, no anger."

He was pushed to the end of despair, and even his voice became ethereal. After so much, he was already covered in scars and exhausted.

Only, that glimmer of hope supported him to live.

But now that hope is dashed.

He suddenly remembered the promise he made to Ling Wuzheng, and also remembered what he had said to Ling Ling.

He was a little dazed, as if he couldn't tell who Ling Wuzheng and Ling Ling were.

"I promised Wu Zheng that I would go back and find him."

I also promised Ling Ling, but unfortunately Ling Ling may not have heard it...

"At the beginning, I left him alone in Taiyi Palace..."

He also abandoned Ling Ling...

"You are different, there is Shi Yu, and there are thousands of followers in the Demon Realm."

"And him, only me."

But, I only have him, I only have Ling Ling.

Su Yao's eyes were full of uncontrollable pain, and he might collapse completely at any time.

Ling Wu'an didn't look back, and saw Su Yao who was full of despair at the moment with his own eyes.

He only cared about the anger in his heart, and only cared about dissuading Lin Shuyao from leaving.

"This is all an excuse! Master, you have become a demon now. If you are a demon cultivator, if you go to Taiyi Palace, Ling Wuzheng will kill you."

Just kill it...

Su Yao thought in a trance, this was originally a plot.He should have loved Ling Wuzheng, just like he loved Ling Ling.

Love dies.

Isn't it just right to die at the hands of Ling Wuzheng?

"I know, but... I love him... I know this kind of thing is so dirty, but... I can't control myself."

As if all the negative emotions erupted at this moment, the pain that Su Yao had experienced in his two lifetimes tortured him so much that his life was worse than death.

He is gay, what's the matter, is it wrong for him to fall in love with Ling Ling just because he is of the same sex?

"I love him, no hatred."

Su Yao's tears flowed down.

He loves Ling Ling, he really does.

Even after breaking up with Ling Ling, enduring the painful passage of time, and even breaking down, he lay in the bathtub and cut his wrists, but he still stumbled out and told himself that Ling Ling still loved him, and he couldn't give up yet. .

Ling Ling is not alone in the pain of breaking up.

He is the instigator, but he is also the biggest victim.

He remembered the words Father Ling had said to him, and he still vividly remembered them.

"You young people's so-called love is too free, so it looks so hot, but it is actually very blind."

"You see, it only takes a little bit of means to destroy everything."

"Su Yao, you and Ling Ling are still too tender."

Su Yao, you are still too young.

"Master, what are you kidding? You and him are both men. Even if Master has a hidden disease...how could it be...to fall in love with a man."

"Son, what are you kidding!You and he are both men!How can you fall in love with a man? ! 』

That's what his mother seemed to be crying and saying to him.

He heard the same words twice.

Ling Wu'an was still unwilling to believe that Lin Shuyao fell in love with his senior brother, and tried his best to separate the relationship between his master and his senior brother.

"Master, you must have made a mistake."

Su Yao didn't say anything, he just looked at Ling Wu'an pretending to be calm, until finally, he closed his eyes in disappointment and realized a fact.

Everyone is laughing at them, so what.

Ling Wu'an couldn't accept it either.

Sometimes, some people say grandly, I do this for your own good.

In fact, no one really will support him...

He had already made up his mind, and when he opened his eyes again, his always soft eyes were full of clarity.

There is no need to continue talking to such a person who doesn't understand at all.

Since the system wants him to die, he should die.

He once remembered the story he had read on the Internet, saying that on the Naihe Bridge, if you don’t drink that bowl of Mengpo soup, you can wait for a long time alone.

He thought that even if he died, he could still wait for Ling Ling on the Naihe Bridge for a long time.

What is there to remember about the world in this book?

It's all give up.

Just like this, he walked over from Ling Wu'an's side, coming and going like the wind.

Ling Wu'an seemed to have sensed something, and wanted to grab his wrist, but he shook it off violently.

He cast a forbidden spell on his apprentice with his backhand, and walked away like this.

He also put medicine in the wine, he didn't drink a drop, Ling Wu'an drank a lot by himself.

"Master, I beg you...don't go, don't leave me..."

Su Yao looked back at Ling Wu'an, and looked at Ling Wu'an who was in a panic, but saw nothing.

"Master, Ling Wuzheng has banned the way of heaven, and he has long since lost his emotions and desires."

"For him, you are not his master, but the monster he wants to kill in this world!"

"He will kill you!"

Ling Wu'an seemed to be grasping at the last straw, he firmly grasped the corner of Lin Shuyao's clothes, and explained.

"Don't be like this...Master, don't be so cruel..."

In the end, Su Yao's gentle eyes were filled with apology, but his eyes were clear.

cruel?Was he cruel to Ling Wu'an, then wouldn't he be even more cruel to Ling Wuzheng?

Ling Wuzheng loved him for so many years, what did he get?It's not the same as being coaxed by him to eat the chaotic lotus heart obediently, forgetting about him completely.

However, this world, the system, and everything else are cruel to him.

He didn't want to hurt others, but he had to protect himself.

"Sorry, no anger."

Su Yao made up her mind, turned and left, the corners of her clothes were torn little by little, until finally the fabric made a sound of being overwhelmed and was completely torn.

Ling Wu'an only had a solitary corner of his clothes left in his hand.

"No! I won't listen! I won't listen! Don't go!!"

This sentence of sorry made Ling Wu'an completely lose his mind, he clenched the corner of his clothes tightly, roaring angrily, roaring angrily.

But his anger and his persuasion are nothing at this moment.

It was the first time he tasted such heart-piercing pain, it was a million times more painful than anything before.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!!!"

Su Yao still left Yu Jian without looking back at him.

I am sorry.

He couldn't come up with anything other than this sentence.

He was heartbroken.

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This is the first time in the history of Taiyi Palace that someone has been massacred.

The demonized man smiled softly, he was no longer as gentle as before, relying on his Golden Core Stage cultivation base, he acted recklessly in Taiyi Palace, seriously injuring a large number of disciples.

Just like this, he stepped on the top of Taiyi Palace in white clothes stained with blood to provoke, and all the disciples were defeated and retreated steadily.

Until, a person appeared.

All Taiyi Palace disciples took the initiative to step back, watching Ling Wuzheng jump up.

Su Yao also narrowed his eyes. He looked at the handsome young man who appeared in front of him with thoughtful eyes.

Not the same.

In the past, his eyes were cold, and occasionally there would be joy or unbearable emotions, but at this moment, Ling Wuzheng's light-colored pupils contained neither sadness nor joy, no desires, no desires, so cold that he didn't have any emotional fluctuations.

He looked at Su Yao without any emotion.

It was as if Ling Wuzheng didn't care the slightest bit when he just massacred the disciples of Taiyi Palace.

In front of Ling Wuzheng, he was just like a stranger.

Su Yao covered up the emotion in his eyes, he didn't understand himself, could he still expect Ling Wuzheng to be the same as before?Or Ling Wuzheng can hate him.

However, all this is just wishful thinking on his part.

He smiled and raised his sword to Ling Wuzheng.

Wuzheng, kill me.

He finally waited for this day.

However, Ling Wuzheng looked at him quietly, and with just a snap of his fingers, Su Yao was shocked back a few feet by the powerful spiritual consciousness released by Ling Wuzheng, and a trace of blood gushed from the corner of his mouth.

The realm of transforming gods is indeed well-deserved, but Su Yao doesn't care about it.

He almost looked at Ling Wuzheng in disbelief, just dealing with him like this.

If he remembered correctly, he should have died under Ling Wuzheng's sword.

Why hasn't Ling Wuzheng made a move yet?

...does he remember something?

Su Yao clutched his injured chest, and tentatively said: "Is there no one in your Taiyi Palace? Even a demon cultivator who broke in is showing mercy?"

Ling Wuzheng narrowed his eyes and did not answer Su Yao's question.

The more this happened, the more frightened Su Yao became.

Almost trembling, he asked.

"Actually...you haven't lost your memory yet?"

The cold voice sent Su Yao straight to hell.

"Punishment does not necessarily mean death."

Ling Wuzheng said, he looked at the unbelievable Su Yao, walked towards him, and caressed Su Yao's trembling face at the moment, but his eyes were indifferent, like ice in the abyss , does not change all the year round.

"There are many other ways..."

Su Yao suddenly felt that he was tricked by the system again.

"Ling Wuzheng..."

He clenched his hands tightly, forcing himself to be calm.

Ling Wuzheng lowered his eyes, and lightly leaned against Su Yao's lips, and kissed her.

Su Yao avoided Ling Wuzheng's intimacy, only feeling panicked.

"Wu Zheng, didn't you listen to your teacher before, so this time you also listen to me and kill me, how about it?"

He was a little incoherent, only thinking about how to get Ling Wuzheng to kill him.

"So what if I kill you? You can't go back."

Ling Wuzheng said lightly, his master hadn't seen through one thing from the beginning to the end, and he couldn't be in a hurry.

"Huh?! How do you know?!"

Before Su Yao had time to ask these things clearly, he only felt a stabbing pain in his abdomen. He lowered his head and watched Ling Wuzheng stab the Ukiyo Sword through his lower abdomen with a blank expression...

He looked at Ling Wuzheng's indifferent face, and in his wide-open eyes, he could only see Ling Wuzheng leaning over and whispering in his ear.

"Is Ling Ling so important?"

"It's so important that you would rather die than go back?"

Su Yao's pupils shrank sharply!

Ling Wuzheng's eyes were calm, and he didn't know what shocking words he said.

His sword actually awakened Su Yao from the fluctuations of negative emotions.

However, Ling Wuzheng pulled away the floating sword in his abdomen. Su Yao was weak and fell from a high altitude. He looked at Ling Wuzheng who was high above in shock. Ling Wuzheng's eyes remained flat, just watching like this.

The wind whistled past his ears, but he still heard Ling Wuzheng's voice very clearly.

"But why did you abandon him in the first place?"

Su Yao couldn't believe it, but he could only let himself fall into the brink of death, unable to change the development of anything.

The last thing he could see was that Ling Wu'an rushed over to see his dead expression and his own falling body, and was finally caught by Ling Wuzheng.

"It's like abandoning me."

The cold voice was close to his ear, whispering.

Su Yao tried hard to see Ling Wuzheng's expression clearly, but his eyelids became heavier and heavier, and finally closed unwillingly.

He suddenly felt that he was at a loss.

This is going the wrong way!

This Nima is completely different from the plot he wrote!