Master, he always wants to leave me

Ling Wu'an, who was forcibly imprisoned in Ling Wuchen's arms, could only endure the gazes of so many people, and her ears turned red all over to one side.

His brows were blushing, and Ling Wu'an frowned tightly.

He has almost felt, except for Ling Wuzheng, those shocking, unbelievable, and... those eyes with contempt and disgust.

Ling Wuchen gritted his teeth.

Not to mention that the world doesn't know that he and Ling Wuchen are one body and two souls, just this love between a man and a man, in the eyes of the world, it is treasonous and disregarding human relations...

However, Ling Wuchen actually revealed their relationship to the public, what exactly did he want to do?

Do you want to insult him or... that Ling Wuchen already has the answer in his heart?

Ling Wu'an closed his eyes, he didn't want to think about what the deeper meaning was, so he had to keep himself silent.

Why...why are you still chasing after...

Since the two of them already have their own bodies, why should they be entangled again because of what happened that day...

Isn't it good to let him go?

Feeling the strength of Ling Wuchen holding him tightly, Ling Wuchen leaned on Ling Wuchen tiredly to rest his mind. Ling Wuchen was not affected by his weight at all, but propped up his body and let him lean tightly of.

At that moment, Ling Wu'an smiled wryly in his heart, he knew that he might not be able to avoid the limelight.

"Let him go."

Ling Wuzheng pointed his sword straight at Ling Wuchen's throat, he wanted to force Ling Wuchen to let go of Wuchen, but Ling Wuchen just smiled.

"Don't let it go. Ling Wuzheng, master, I can give it to you..."

He looked at Ling Wuzheng provocatively, very seriously, as if he was speaking to Ling Wuzheng, or to Ling Wu'an who was frowning tightly in his arms:

"But him, I will never let him go in this life."

The people around were afraid of the Demon Lord, first they listened to the grievances between the two big men, and when they heard the last sentence, they all looked at the imprisoned Xuanyao and felt sympathy.

To be liked by the demon king is really terrifying.

On the other hand, Ling Suyao was not in the mood to watch this scene at all, his pupils almost constricted from the moment he saw the demon king appearing.

Did he meet the Demon Lord Ling Wu'an last night?

So, the fact that he committed murder...does it mean that he was exposed?

No, he has to calm down and not let himself out...

Ling Suyao comforted himself in a low voice, when he saw those corpses, he quietly wanted to crawl to the corpses and destroy them.

However, he was unlucky, he thought he shouldn't come, but he came at this time.

All I could hear was the magnetic voice of Mozun with laughter.

"Are you Ling Suyao? In fact, you met me last night."

Ling Wuchen just looked at Ling Suyao like this, and said word by word, he was very satisfied with the panic in Ling Suyao's eyes, and then said softly like a demon in hell.

When Ling Suyao watched in horror as the evil Demon Venerable said those words to him, he was almost terrified.

No, no, if it is the Demon Lord, then what he did...

He immediately reacted, and his eyes almost flashed with a bit of pleading in despair.

However, Mozun embraced Xuanyao who closed his eyes tightly in his arms, as if he wanted to seek justice for Xuanyao.

"I do kill some Taiyi Palace minions, but if you want to let my treasures, or this seat take the blame, you are not the first person, and you will not be the last person."

"You, you heinous big devil, what are you talking about?!"

Ling Suyao was overwhelmed by Ling Wuchen's lingering aura, he almost stammered accusations.

Seeing this, Ling Wuzheng frowned. He instantly understood Ling Wuchen's meaning. He had always tolerated Ling Suyao, but he never thought that Ling Suyao would degenerate to such an extent...

At this critical moment, he even caused trouble.

The important thing is not Ling Suyao, but his master.

Ling Wuzheng's light eyes became more and more cold.

He raised the Ukishi Sword and restrained Ling Wuchen's behavior: "I don't need your intervention in the matter of my Taiyi Palace."

"Ling Wuzheng, you have raised a good apprentice, you can see for yourself."

Ling Wuchen directly took out a phantom ball from his arms and threw it on the ground. Ling Suyao stared blankly at the ball, trembling all over. He curled up desperately, muttering: "It's not me, It's not me, I didn't do it, I didn't do it..."

He looked extremely guilty, the other disciples had vaguely sensed the truth of the matter, but they just didn't want to believe it.

Then, the phantom ball suddenly sent out an image, which happened to be the scene of the night vigil of those Taiyi Palace disciples.

All eyes were attracted by this phantom ball. The phantom ball is used to record the development of things and is often used.

Then in the screen, Ling Wuchen appeared, he didn't kill anyone, he just knocked them unconscious.

Ling Wuchen didn't stay for long before leaving.

Later Ling Suyao walked towards those disciples, and after testing his breath, he actually directly picked up the weapons of those disciples and killed them.

The few disciples who were stunned were killed bloody like this, the bloody picture was released, and the screen was full of Ling Suyao's excited and hideous face when he killed...

Extremely evil.

"There has never been absolute goodness or absolute evil in this world. Look at his current appearance, how pitiful..."

Ling Wuchen looked at the stunned disciples mockingly with a smile, and then spoke heavily:

"Ling Wuzheng, next time we meet, it won't be such a simple matter."

He hugged Ling Wu'an tightly, and finally turned into a ball of demonic energy and dissipated in Taiyi Palace.

"The account between us will be settled sooner or later."

Seeing Ling Wuchen leaving with his junior brother, Ling Wuzheng withdrew his sword and gave Ling Suyao a cold look.

As soon as Mozun left, Taiyi Palace became a mess.

"Ling Suyao! You actually killed the brothers and sisters!! Please let me kill him!"

"I beg Master to avenge the disciples who died!"

The disciple who lost a very important person became restless, and begged Ling Wuzheng to let him kill Ling Suyao, a truly heinous villain, with his own hands!

Others stopped these disciples and looked at Ling Wuzheng one after another, listening to his instructions.

The most shameless thing was that Ling Suyao crawled over on hands and feet, hugged Ling Wuzheng's thigh tightly, and cried with tears streaming down his face: "Master! Trust me, I didn't kill anyone! I didn't kill someone!"

His cries sounded heartbroken and embarrassed, but when the truth came to light, it only made people feel disgusted.

"I believe you?"

Ling Wuzheng lowered his head, stretched out his hand to caress Ling Suyao's face, he thought, why is his face, which is obviously extremely gentle, turned extremely distorted when placed on Ling Suyao...

It's still a few months away, a few months away...he can reap the fruit.

The slender fingers gently scraped Ling Suyao's tearful face, Ling Wuzheng suddenly withdrew his loving eyes just now, and then his eyes became emotionless.

He lowered his head, like pampering but more like ruthlessly stroking Ling Suyao's hand, pushing Ling Suyao away hard.

"Put him in an underground ice prison..."

"Master, listen to my explanation! Listen to my explanation!!"

Ling Suyao wanted to grab Ling Wuzheng's feet, but refused to let go. He struggled desperately, only wishing that this person could really help him, but before he had time to beg for mercy, he was knocked unconscious by life.

Before he fell into a coma, he only had Ling Wuzheng's heartless back in his eyes.

Ling Wuzheng walked away, his eyes deep and cold.

He still needs to wait a few more months...

It only takes a few months before he can see the person he wants to see again.

As for Ling Suyao, he will get rid of it himself.

※※※※※

In the ice prison, a young man who was almost a young man was hung on the ice wall. He didn't know how long he was breathing.

He exhaled lightly, as if meditating in a daze.

"Why...why don't you believe me?"

Ling Suyao could only feel the cold air go straight into his bones.

When he just woke up, he was woken up by the cold air.

He raised his finger with some difficulty, but unexpectedly found that his body was locked. He froze for a while, and then struggled violently.

No!No!He doesn't want to die here!

Since his master has shown no mercy to him, he must escape!

He instinctively wanted to wake up the sleeping senior in his body, and the two of them discussed how to escape, but when the words came to his lips, he swallowed them alive.

He suddenly realized one thing.

He got three things at the beginning, his identity, he is the most beloved apprentice of the master of Taiyi Palace, his master, and his senior.

But now, he found that he only had seniors now.

If you wake up senior and let him know about his murder...

Ling Suyao's intuition told him.

The seniors will definitely ignore him.

The more this is the case, the more impossible it is to tell the senior, and the more he has to let the senior sleep. The best result is that he escapes from the Taiyi Palace, and then lives with the senior in a new place.

Yes, that's it, escape, escape, take the seniors in your body, escape from the Taiyi Palace together, and start their new life.

He deliberately used his soul to wrap the sleeping senior in his body, waiting for the best time.

Ling Suyao looked at the ice prison where he was imprisoned, and hope was rekindled in his eyes.

However, when he was looking at the exit and thinking about how to escape, the hope in his eyes was suddenly extinguished.

A slender, evil figure appeared in the ice prison.

It turned out to be Demon Lord Ling Wuchen.

The red flames between his eyebrows are bright, and his handsome appearance is like a devil, with an evil spirit that makes people's hearts and souls turbulent.

He opened his lips, looked at Ling Suyao who was hanging on the ice wall, and said with a light smile in his terrified eyes:

"Look at you, you're so poor, you're going to die soon."

"Your master has ordered you to be executed?"

"Do not!!!!"

When Ling Suyao heard what the demon said, his soul was terrified.

"Master, he won't!!! He won't—"

Ling Wuchen looked at Ling Suyao's eyes reddened, and smiled as he fell into madness.

"Hehe, if it's another person in your body, of course not."

There was a profound meaning hidden in his words, which woke Ling Suyao alive.

Ling Suyao's whole body was stiff, his pupils shrunk to the extreme, and he just stared at Mozun.

"You know, you know, how could you know!!"

"Not only do I know that there is another person in your body, I also know that you are just a remnant soul."

Ling Wuchen looked at Ling Suyao's almost collapsed expression with satisfaction, and said quietly.

"An evil ghost who clearly knows his identity, but tries his best to take away everything that doesn't belong to you."

"What are you talking about?! You're talking nonsense!"

A few traces of astonishment flashed in Ling Suyao's eyes, but he suppressed it. He tried to calm his emotions and replied with a frown.

"Hehe, not only do I know about you, I also know about the person in your body."

"No, no, there is no one else in my body?!"

"His name is Lin Shuyao, do you think it resembles your name? Shuangmulin, the book's book, the unreachable Yao..."

Ling Suyao opened his eyes wide, his pupils trembling violently, he wanted to say something, but in the end nothing came out of his throat: "..."

"Do you know who he is?"

No, he doesn't listen, he doesn't want to hear anything!

Ling Suyao desperately wanted to break free and escape from all this.

In the end, Ling Wuchen's voice gave him a heavy blow.

"He is the master of your master Ling Wuzheng, Lin Shuyao."

"The demon cultivator who abandoned your master like a shoe, and finally slaughtered the entire Taiyi Palace in order to see him—Lin Shuyao."

Ling Wuchen narrowed his eyes and said, the hatred for Ling Wuzheng in his eyes was not concealed at all.

"What do you think you are? You are worthy of Ling Wuzheng's love? You are just the remnant soul that Ling Wuzheng chose from countless remnant souls to cover up his master's aura."

"Stop talking! Stop talking!"

Ling Suyao yelled in despair like this, and finally the tears in his eyes poured out uncontrollably, all over his face.

"Why, why did you choose me? Why?"

What Ling Wuchen likes most is to see a person who has completely lost hope and gives up on himself. Although he has an attitude of disgust towards Ling Suyao's character, this will not stop him from doing everything he wants to do.

"Hey, how pitiful..." Ling Wuchen said.

Why did you choose such a remnant soul?

He really felt sorry for Ling Wuzheng.

After waiting for a hundred years, the person who returned was not the person he had thought in his heart, so who the hell is pitiful.

The most pitiful thing is his master, who can't see his own heart clearly, but uses everything he has to make a wedding dress for others...

Who is not pitiful?Who deserves to be pitied by others?

Ling Wuchen sneered and said nothing, when he thought of another person, his heart, which was as hard as iron, couldn't help softening.

There was such a soft look in his eyes, and finally he stretched out his hand, gently wiped away the tears from the corners of Ling Suyao's eyes, and then took out a bottle from his arms with a smile on his face.

"Come on, drink it."

"Drink it and you won't suffer anymore..."

The painful Ling Suyao ate the pill in the bottle in a trance under Ling Wuchen's bewitchment.

"what is this?"

Ling Wuchen chuckled lightly: "Drunk and dreaming."