The Scum Shou's Survival Guide

Mu Yuanqing's eyes were red, this devil... he turned out to be Zong Jun!

The cold and arrogant person like the senior brother is like a fairy in the sky, but he is willing to form a double monk with him, and he does not hesitate to snatch the spirit wall in order to save him, and he ends up lost in spirit and soul.

And this person?Not only did he not die, but he also fell into a demonic path, humiliating and torturing his senior brother in every possible way, how could he live up to his senior brother's love for him!

The jealousy and hatred in his heart made Mu Yuanqing's eyes go crazy, and he didn't even notice that he was already showing signs of becoming mad. He was tortured for a long time before he was released, and the restraint on his body had been lifted. The spirit sword stored in the dantian stabs at Zong Jun!

He wants to kill this man for senior brother!

Zong Jun's eyes were blank, his mind was muddled, and there was only one thought.

It turns out that Ye Ming died 3000 years ago to save him...

He died for him...

Zong Jun felt a chill in his chest, and he lowered his head dumbly, and saw Mu Yuanqing's sword piercing his body, but he still couldn't react.

What appeared before Zong Jun's eyes was Ye Ming's face.

He was also like this back then, a sword pierced his chest, but his expression was not so angry... but very calm and indifferent, as if he had just done a trivial thing.

His handsome face is like the bright moon in the sky, his indifferent eyes are like the mist in the sea, his fingers holding the sword are slender, and the silver moire on the white sleeves fluctuates like water ripples, even doing such a cruel thing... will not damage his personality Charming, neither sad nor happy.

Zong Jun loved him so much and hated him at the same time. His unwillingness and hatred made him return from hell and turned into a demon.

But... how can you tell me after doing such a cruel thing, you don't want to do this, you love me, and then you lost your life for me in a blink of an eye.

So am I all wrong?

Is this just a fool and test of God to me?

[Ding, Zong Jun blackening value -20, current blackening value 20]

Ye Ming was too late to stop Mu Yuanqing just now, he didn't expect him to throw his sword at Zong Jun recklessly, but Zong Jun didn't dodge, he could dodge obviously, but he didn't...

Ye Ming rushed over, pressed down on Mu Yuanqing's hand, and said in a trembling and cold voice, "Stop!"

Mu Yuanqing's eyes were still full of hatred, he looked at Ye Ming with grief and incomprehension, and said, "Senior brother, do you still love him? Since he is alive, why didn't he come back to you, why didn't he come back... ..."

Mu Yuanqing's voice suddenly became a little choked, hoarse, and his eyes were flushed: "If he came back, you wouldn't go to grab the Spirit Wall, you wouldn't..."

You will not die, nothing will happen.

Ye Ming's eyes changed slightly, as if recalling something from a long time ago, his voice lowered: "It's not like this..."

Mu Yuanqing laughed miserably: "What's the matter? Didn't you go to grab the Spiritual God Wall because of him?"

Ye Ming's voice froze, he did go there for this reason, but... that was his fault in the first place, and had nothing to do with Zong Jun.That incident at the beginning has always been the most painful scar in his heart, and he didn't want to mention it to anyone again, but he didn't want Mu Yuanqing to continue to misunderstand Zong Jun.

Ye Ming was silent for a long time, and finally said: "That's what I owe him."

Mu Yuanqing didn't understand, even if Zong Jun was kind to Ye Ming, he would understand if Ye Ming was willing to treat him well, but now that Zong Jun tortured and humiliated him like this, no matter how much kindness he had, it would be offset.

Ye Ming saw what Mu Yuanqing was thinking, sighed, pain appeared in his eyes, and said word by word: "I killed him with my own hands."

Mu Yuanqing opened his eyes wide, and for a moment seemed to suspect that he had heard it wrong, which was even more unbelievable to him than knowing that the Mozun was Zong Jun.

Ye Ming looked sad and helpless, and said slowly: "You go, don't meddle in my business anymore, Master has been very worried about you..."

Mu Yuanqing froze in place, unable to move.

Seeing that he would not attack Zong Jun again, Ye Ming didn't have time to talk to Mu Yuanqing anymore, so he quickly supported Zong Jun's body, pulled out Mu Yuanqing's sword, and immediately held it down with his hand. Spiritual power gushes out to heal Zong Jun's wound.

Seeing Zong Jun's appearance, Ye Ming was very worried, but he was already very weak, how could he still take care of Zong Jun?I had to yell, and immediately the Moxiu who was waiting outside came in.

Seeing Zong Jun's injury like this, those demon cultivators turned pale in shock, and then looked at Mu Yuanqing angrily.

But Mu Yuanqing didn't respond, just stood there without moving. The truth shouldn't be like this...how could it be like this...

Zong Jun's eyes were in a trance. He felt that he seemed to be in another dimension. What the people next to him said and did was separated by something... He could hear clearly, but it seemed that he couldn't hear clearly.

He seemed to see Ye Ming anxiously blocking Mu Yuanqing, and then worriedly healing him, supporting him, protecting him...

But he felt that it was not bad for him to die like this.

Just when he was about to give up, he seemed to hear Ye Ming talking beside him, his eyes were concerned, his lips opened and closed... But he didn't hold on, and finally closed his eyes and fell down.

The movement of Ye Ming falling to the ground slowly was like a switch, finally dragging Zong Jun back to that cruel reality.

He remembered, Ye Ming was injured, very seriously...very seriously...

Zong Jun coughed violently and coughed up a mouthful of blood. Looking at the menacing Moxiu around him, his eyes slowly returned to cold and majestic, "Let Mu Yuanqing go, and don't do anything."

That is Ye Ming's most beloved little junior, if he dies here, Ye Ming will be very sad...

Those demon cultivators looked at Mu Yuanqing with hatred, it was a great shame for them that this Taoist cultivator dared to hurt Lord Master in the Demon Palace!They wished they could eat his flesh and blood and let him try the pain of refining his soul, but the lord refused to let him, so they could only bear it.

After Zong Jun finished giving his instructions, he picked up Ye Ming who had fainted, and brought him back to his bedroom to ensure his safety. He finally couldn't hold his last breath, and collapsed with his eyes closed.

………………

After an unknown amount of time, Zong Jun slowly woke up.

He was absent-minded for a moment, and after a while, he finally remembered everything. He turned his head and saw a cold man in white sleeping peacefully beside him. His face was exactly the same as before, with a peaceful expression.

But Zong Jun couldn't even lie to himself.

Because the jade between Ye Ming's brows reminded him that the person he loved had already died once, and his current body was just a cage that he personally built for him according to the appearance he remembered.

The once beautiful cyan jade was gray now, and a conspicuous crack in it reminded him of the irreparable mistakes he had made.

Zong Jun felt that his eyes were hot, but nothing flowed down, because he was used to being strong and ruthless, fighting in the dangerous demon realm, abandoning his conscience and nature in order to survive and become stronger, he would rather die than bow his head... So much time, I don't know what weakness is.

He slowly stretched out his hand, hugged Ye Ming in his arms, lowered his head, and his slightly cool lips fell on the cracked jade.

This kiss was very light, gentle and restrained, Ye Ming didn't react at all, and still fell into a deep sleep.

Zong Jun's heart was icy cold, his pain was so painful that his blood was frozen...

You originally wanted to prepare this spirit wall for me, but I don't know.

Not only did I not know this, but I snatched it away and made it a cage to imprison you, bind your soul, break your foundation, destroy your immortality, and make you trapped in a mere piece of jade, which is worse than life die.

You wanted to use it to save me, but I turned it into a source of endless pain for you...

Zong Jun closed his eyes, the injury on his body was less than a ten-thousandth of the pain in his heart, what kind of twists and turns should it be to get to where he is today.

If I hadn't taken you to the original ruins, wouldn't everything have happened.

Is it true that we are still loving Taoist couple...

Zong Jun slowly closed his arms, as if he wanted to use up everything, feeling the warmth of the person in his arms.But Ye Ming's body is very cold, the damage to the Spirit God Wall has destroyed his origin, and his body is gradually declining... But this time, how can I save you?

He just hugged him like this, and in the quiet hall, it seemed like he had turned into an ancient sculpture and blended into one.

Suddenly, Ye Ming moved slightly.

Zong Jun lowered his head, and saw Ye Ming's eyelashes fluttering, and slowly opened his eyes, but his eyes were filled with blank pain. His thin lips parted slightly, and he made an unbearably painful sound, and moved his body closer to Zong Jun. She raised her head and kissed him.

Zong Jun didn't move, his eyes were filled with sadness and death. This kiss seemed a little flustered, anxious, expelled by pain, and lost his mind...

This is the evil result I caused, even if you are seriously injured and dying, even if you are asleep...but you will still be driven by instinct and wake up tormented by pain, even if there is only one body left, you will never be able to escape or escape forever ...

This is what I do...

The person I love the most, you say that everything in this world has a cause and an effect, so I should also bear the evil consequences I caused.

Besides intercourse, there is another way to relieve your pain.

That's my blood.

Zong Jun lowered his head, and gently kissed Ye Ming's lips, his eyes were affectionate and gentle.

[Ding, Zong Jun blackening value -10, current blackening value 10]

………………

Mu Yuanqing stood outside the dungeon of the Demon Palace, without even changing his clothes, standing there in a state of embarrassment as if he had lost his soul.

The demon cultivators around looked at him vigilantly. Although they all wanted to kill this damned Taoist cultivator who didn't know what to do, but the Lord specifically ordered him not to be moved, so they didn't dare to act rashly. If they violated the Lord's will, they might not Skin them cramp.

Mu Yuanqing stood for a day and a night, finally raised his head, turned and walked out, but stopped after walking a few steps.

Moxiu, who was guarding him, said coldly: "The lord ordered you to leave. The way out of the palace is over there. No one will touch you. Get out of here."

Mu Yuanqing didn't move, but asked expressionlessly, "Where is the Demon Lord?"

Moxiu said impatiently: "You don't care where the Lord is, get out!"

Mu Yuanqing looked at him coldly, "I asked you where the devil is, I want to see him, and I won't leave!"

Moxiu was startled, he didn't expect Mu Yuanqing to be so arrogant not only not leaving, his eyes suddenly turned cold: "Why, plan to stay if you don't leave? Do you really think we dare not touch you? I've seen you hypocrites not happy."

Mu Yuanqing is not the opponent of these demon cultivators at all at the moment, but he is not afraid, as if he has put life and death aside, he still said the same sentence: "I want to see the demon master."

All the demon cultivators: "..."

Mu Yuanqing said coldly: "He told me to leave, but he didn't tell me not to stay. I'm his guest now. If you obstruct me like this, you don't even want to pass it on. Aren't you afraid that he will punish you when he comes out? "

Fuck, there seems to be some truth in this sentence... The lord only told him to leave, not to hurt him, and didn't give any other orders. If you wait for others to make up your own mind, what should you do if you can't explain when the lord comes out?

All the devil cultivators looked at each other, and decided to ask Zong Jun for instructions, so as not to accidentally make a mistake.

In this way, Mu Yuanqing was brought to Zong Jun's bedroom.

The Demon Cultivator hesitated for a long time, but still cautiously entered through sound transmission, thinking that if the Lord refused to see him, he would definitely make this cultivation life worse than death before throwing it out, but soon Zong Jun replied and told Mu Yuan Qing went in to see him.

That Moxiu let out a sigh of relief, fortunately he was not impulsive just now, and he didn't dare to be rude to Mu Yuanqing again, so he invited him in with a cold face.

There is no one in the bedroom, and there is no one to serve here on weekdays. It is empty... only Zong Jun and Ye Ming, so Mu Yuanqing didn't meet anyone all the way. He passed the spacious hall, followed the black jade The paved ground finally reached the innermost room.

The door was not closed, it opened with a slight push.

Mu Yuanqing raised his head, but suddenly stopped in place.

In the room surrounded by light veils, a stern man in black clothes and black hair sat there. He hugged the cold man in white clothes. His eyes were full of tenderness and attachment. Huimang.

One black and one white, one cold and one soft, they are perfectly integrated into one body, it seems that there is no one who is more suitable for them.

It was supposed to be a beautiful scene, but Mu Yuanqing also felt that it seemed to contain endless sadness and helplessness, like a flash in the pan before death, which made people marvel at the beauty and sigh regretfully.

Make it impossible for outsiders to set foot in it.

Mu Yuanqing was originally full of hatred, but if the truth about Zong Jun's death was what his brother said...

So, who is right and who is wrong?

At least, he is not qualified to say.

Mu Yuanqing stood there firmly, he didn't know why he had to come to see Zong Jun and his senior brother, and he didn't know what else he could do... Finally, he saw Zong Jun turning his head slowly.

This stern face is not similar to the former Zong Jun, but the gentle look in the blue pupils seems to make Mu Yuanqing see the original Zong Jun.

That person who is always taciturn, steady and reliable, always guarding Ye Ming's side.

At this moment, Mu Yuanqing felt that Zong Jun was back, and he would not hurt Ye Ming again, but he also felt that the price might be heavy.

Zong Jun's eyes were dark and deep. He looked at Mu Yuanqing and said slowly, "Why don't you leave?"

Mu Yuanqing opened his mouth, and after a long time, said in a hoarse voice: "I... don't worry, brother..."

"Oh." Zong Jun nodded, with a calm and warm expression, and a deep and deep voice: "Since you are not at ease, you can stay here if you want, you can come and go at any time."

Mu Yuanqing pursed his lips, hesitated for a moment, and said, "I want to stay."

Zong Jun stopped paying attention to Mu Yuanqing. He looked down at the person in his arms. He had seen this face for thousands of years, but he couldn't get enough of it. He just wanted to live like this forever. read on...

Mu Yuanqing suddenly felt a lump in his throat, he clenched his fists, turned and walked out.

………………

When Ye Ming woke up, it was already two days later.

[Ye Ming: Brother, has the blackening value dropped significantly? 】

【888: Dropped, only 10 points left. 】

【Ye Ming: Great!I knew it would work! 】

[888: ...] He didn't even have the strength to scold hot chickens, so he really didn't bother to talk to him.

【Ye Ming: But it's strange, why didn't my body have an attack?It's been several days, and it stands to reason that Zongzong should replenish the energy of love for me. 】

【888: I have already supplemented it for you. 】

【Ye Ming: What Σ(°△°|||)︴I don't feel it at all!Sleep so dead? 】

【888: Don't think too much, because he has used a better method to replenish energy for you, and it is guaranteed to be painless and feeling free.In addition to sex, Zong Jun's mental blood has better effects and lasts longer. He used his spiritual blood for you, so naturally it won't happen again. 】

【Ye Ming: ...】

【Ye Ming's voice weakened: Is there such a backup plan? 】

【888: Yes, surprise or surprise? 】

【Ye Ming: ...】

[888: So don't worry, he will help you solve the problem, indifferent jpg]

【Ye Ming: ...】

【Ye Ming: 5555 I don't like drinking blood, and I don't like this method either. 】

【888: You don't like drinking blood, so what do you like to "drink"? 】

【Ye Ming: ...how dare this person say it. 】

【888:...】mmp

Compared to watching Zong Jun take his own heart and soul, Ye Ming thinks sex is better. It is green and has no side effects, and it is a renewable energy source. Regular use will not hurt your body...

He drank this blood with a little conscience.

Ye Ming opened his eyes sadly, and was a little surprised to find that he was alone in the room.

He sat up from the bed with his arms propped up, and walked outside with his bare feet, just in time to see Zong Jun walking in from the outside, both of them were startled, and stopped in place.

It's only been a night, but it feels like a world away.

After a long time, Zong Jun raised his footsteps first and walked towards Ye Ming. There was a gentle look in his dark eyes. If you didn't look carefully, you could hardly detect the sadness and helplessness hidden in it. He said: "You are awake, you are hungry. Yet?"

Ye Ming's lips moved, his memory was still at the time before he fainted, Mu Yuanqing stabbed Zong Jun with a sword, his eyes worried: "Your injury..."

Zong Jun shook his head with a smile, "I'm fine, Mu Yuanqing's sword didn't have any spiritual power at all, and it didn't hurt me."

This is the truth, Mu Yuanqing's sword did not hurt Zong Jun's origin, it was equivalent to a mortal stabbing a sword, it was not as good as the injury caused by the backflow of his blood due to shock and accident, and the real injury was taken by him. It's caused by heartache, this will hurt the source... But there's no need for Ye Ming to know.

Ye Ming lowered his eyes, he realized that he didn't know what to say, now that the misunderstanding has been resolved, Zong Jun no longer hates him, but they... can they still be the same as before?

Probably not possible...

Zong Jun understood that it was difficult for Ye Ming to face him, but why didn't he?It's just that no matter how difficult and bitter this road is, how can we give up lightly.

Maybe he can't make up for the harm he did to Ye Ming, but he wants him to live...

Do everything in your power to keep him alive...

Zong Jun suppressed the despair and powerlessness in his heart, and said to Ye Ming: "Mu Yuanqing refused to leave, and said he would stay with you. I agreed, and he can come and go freely here."

Ye Ming froze for a moment, then nodded.

As long as Mu Yuanqing is safe, he has no right to interfere with his freedom. He just feels sorry for involving him in his grievances.

Zong Jun smiled, and looked at Ye Ming tenderly, "Is there anything else you want to know?"

Ye Ming shook his head.

Zong Jun took Ye Ming out for dinner. The many delicacies in this Demon Realm do not have to be inferior to the outside world. As a Demon Lord, Zong Jun's various natural and earthly treasures are the best. During the meal, Mu Yuanqing also came over .

Mu Yuanqing still seemed to have a grudge against Zong Jun, with a distant and indifferent attitude, but he didn't do anything excessive, but ignored Zong Jun, and just talked to Ye Ming with an intimate tone, just like back then.

Days like this... are like a dream.

After a few days like this, Zong Jun held a cup of herbal tea in front of Ye Ming after a meal, his expression seemed a little uneasy, his eyes suppressed the pain, and he said in a deep voice, "This is the herbal tea I brewed for you." , drink it and it won’t happen.”

Ye Ming lowered his eyes to stare at the herbal tea, the tea was a crystal clear amber color, with a dense fragrance, it looked very precious.

Ye Ming didn't drink it immediately, but said to Zong Jun, "Actually, you don't have to worry about me so much."

The pain in Zong Jun's eyes was even worse, and he said in a hoarse voice: "This is my fault... Besides, I should worry about you, shouldn't I... Besides, it's just a cup of medicinal tea, so it's nothing to worry about."

Ye Ming finally picked up the teacup lightly, sniffed lightly with his nose, and suddenly sighed: "I won't drink this cup of tea."

Zong Jun suddenly stood up, clenched his hands like a trapped animal, his voice was suppressed and painful: "Why don't you drink, do you want to..." Do you want to bear that kind of involuntary pain? !

Ye Ming smiled lightly and asked, "What kind of tea is this?"

Zong Jun said, "I made the herbal tea for you."

Ye Ming stared at him steadily for a long while, then let go of his hand suddenly, the teacup fell to the ground, and the tea spilled all over the floor... He raised his eyes to stare at Zong Jun, with endless sadness in his eyes: "Do you think I'm really so easy to deceive?" ?"

Zong Jun's expression froze immediately.