The tyrant fell in love with his master again [Rebirth]

Excessive... Isn't this what can be summed up by the word excessive?

Teeth bit his lips deeply, Lin Yebei's long eyelashes couldn't help trembling, and it took him a long time to squeeze out a sentence from between his teeth: "Fu Hanzhang...you are ridiculous!"

He realized how Fu Hanzhang was humiliating himself, and tried his best to struggle, but his hands and feet were bound by chains, and he smelled a strange aroma from his nose, and soon became exhausted.

Under the light of the candlelight, the outlines of the flowers around the bed were crystal clear, and the pink and purple petals were surrounded by mist, which seemed familiar.

"Master, do you still remember them?"

Fu Hanzhang followed his gaze, and then tilted his head to bite his lips: "It's Youxintan in the Mysterious Realm of Blossoms."

He laughed in a low voice, the corners of his brows and eyes rippling with smiles:

"You Xintan can confuse the mind, I'm afraid Master won't remember how enthusiastic you were that night, making Gu unable to resist... Well, that's it."

As he spoke, he increased the strength in his hands, and a new wave of pain surged. Lin Yebei clenched the quilt tightly with a muffled grunt, his eyes were flushed, and he panted angrily: "What are you talking about..."

The memory went back uncontrollably, and the messy night in the cave in the secret realm flooded the sky and covered the sky, and he suddenly felt a deep-seated fear. Before he had time to think deeply, Fu Hanzhang continued:

"Gu almost forgot, the master was so confused at the time, I'm afraid he couldn't remember what happened."

He raised Xiujie's fingertips, and twirled the red candle beside the bed: "So Gu specially prepared the Remnant Candle this time, so that Master can keep his mind clear when the Youxintan medicine takes effect."

That night...what did I do that night? !

Before he finished speaking, a cold air flow overflowed from Lin Ye's northward dantian.

He trembled all over, his face blushed strangely, and his breathing became short of breath.

Although his consciousness was clear, he couldn't control his actions. He watched as he stretched out his arms and hugged Fu Hanzhang tightly, sticking it almost greedily.

"Master, look at you."

Fu Hanzhang did not evade, and let him move: "You self-proclaimed noble monks of the immortal sect are no different from the 'filthy' demons."

"Fu Hanzhang!"

Lin Yebei's chest heaved violently, and his ears rang loudly. Every word he uttered was like a sharp knife piercing his heart, stinging and angry: "How can you be so rebellious!"

The title "Master" just sounds ironic to him, and he has no way to vent his resentment and humiliation, so he can only bite the other person's shoulder fiercely.

But under the influence of You Xintan, he couldn't use his strength at all. Fu Hanzhang squinted his eyes and felt the slight sting, and suddenly restrained his smile.

"Lin Yebei, you have to know," he leaned down, "Although Gu called you Master, he never took it seriously."

"What's more... compared to the harm you caused me, what is this humiliation?"

As he spoke, he unbuttoned his collar, and forced Lin Yebei's hand to his heart.

The smooth skin was cut off by Panqiu's scar here, and ferocious lines spread along the heart, as if it had been penetrated by an explosive terrifying force.

The scar was covered with a large red mark, which was similar in shape to the Skyfall scar under Lin Yebei's right eye, but much larger in size.

"Master, I'm afraid I don't know that the sky's fallen marks can also be imprinted here."

Fu Hanzhang smiled carelessly: "Gu was pierced through the heart by your sword, and fell into the storm of the Fallen God Stage. Those terrifying spiritual power penetrated into Gu's heart veins, leaving a trace that even the divine power of Taizhen can't erase."

"If it wasn't for the awakening of the Demon Dragon Pill in the solitary body, even if the lonely one survived the spiritual storm, he would be bitten to pieces by the evil beasts in the Nightmare Sea."

He tightened his five fingers like an iron hoop, and pinched that slender wrist red: "The wound you stabbed in your previous life... still hurts."

The palm was pressed against the exact position in memory, and the rough touch made Lin Yebei's heart twitch and tighten.

The ruthlessness he had accumulated because of Fu Hanzhang's humiliation and torture dissipated in an instant, and he stared at the ferocious scar without blinking for a moment, with a hollow expression.

In the previous life, I had deeply hurt the person in front of me, trampled on my sincere heart, broke his cultivation base and pride, and made him go through hardships and narrowly escaped death.

Everything he was going through seemed insignificant compared to the pain.

Noticing the change in Lin Yebei's attitude, Fu Hanzhang squinted his eyes, and sighed, "Will Master be wondering why Gu Mingming keeps the memory of Tianlei City, but refuses to use his real name?"

"Because the name Yuan Zhao was given by you when you brought Gu back to Mount Luoxi from the West Sea Dragon Palace."

"In those days, just thinking of you would make Gu's heart ache...so Gu wants to forget you and erase everything you have imprinted on Gu."

There are flames burning in his crimson phoenix eyes, and the hunting tongue seems to devour the person in front of him, "So after being accepted as a adopted son by Fu Chengze, he changed his name alone. Zhang is a sharp weapon, Bearing this name alone is to engrave hatred in my heart forever."

But you are full of hatred, what you pay is inhuman...

Lin Yebei was trembling all over, and his silver teeth were almost shattered, so he barely restrained himself from whimpering.

Whether Fu Hanzhang's admiration or hatred, it was always aimed at Si Xi who knocked him down to the altar.

It's not Lin Yebei, who has lost his mind and soul and relied on illusions to recover his sporadic memories.

After reincarnation and rebirth, he is a brand new individual. All this should not belong to him, nor should he bear it.

But besides himself, who else could that person turn to?

The struggling soul in purgatory, life and death, all supported by deep-seated hatred, stepped on the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood, and became the demon king who looked down on the world.

How painful and desperate would he be if he knew that he was full of hatred and paid wrongly in the end, and could not let Si Xi feel half of it no matter what?

"...Stop talking..."

Lin Yebei's body was in severe pain, and his heart throbbed with pain. He gasped for breath, and physical tears flowed from the tip of his eyes one after another.

"Gu really hates you so much. If I can't pay back the pain I have suffered a thousand times and a hundred times with my own hands, even the gods and Buddhas will have no way to redeem me, and the river Styx will not cross me."

The thick red lips were rolled up, showing a line of teeth as white as ice shells, Fu Hanzhang didn't care about his struggle at all, "Fortunately, the heavens have eyes, let Gu find you again, this time Gu will be dead, And I will never let go again.”

"Don't..." The severe tearing pain became more and more intense, Lin Yebei couldn't hold back after all, and began to moan in pain.

His fingers were deeply embedded in Fu Hanzhang's arms, blood dripped from the corners of his pale lips, one drop after another, endlessly.

It seems... the time has come.

The dazzling scarlet was reflected in Fu Hanzhang's eyes, he frowned slightly, as if he had made a certain decision:

"In this life, you have cultivated the way of ruthlessness, isn't it just to isolate the seven emotions and keep the loneliness out? But..."

"Gu Pian won't teach, you, as, wish."

After that, his five fingers became claws, and the dark red air flow shot out one after another, piercing Lin Yebei's heart impartially!

The pain that was tens of millions times stronger than before fell all over the sky. Lin Yebei opened his eyes wide in a daze, watching his fingers turn into knives, piercing deeply into the root system of the snow-white sprout, and then cut it off without hesitation. Raise your hand and pull it out.

The whole process was completed by the magic energy entering the body, without seeing any blood at all, the ruthless root lying in Fu Hanzhang's palm was still trembling slightly, but he just curled up the corner of his mouth very lightly and coldly, and then tightened his fingertips.

Snapped.

The ruthless root turned into powder in his palm.

At the same time, Lin Yebei was also shaken all over.

He could clearly see without looking inside that the surface of the golden core in the inner viscera was covered with fine cracks, and then disintegrated into thousands of debris.The spiritual power filled in the meridians also turned into light smoke and scattered out of the body, leaving no trace.

From the moment his ruthless root was abolished, he was doomed to lose his cultivation and destroy his dantian.

His face was as pale as paper, and he could feel the fishy smell rushing up his throat while breathing, and a large mouthful of blood almost spewed out from his mouth, pattering and soaking the bedding under him.

Consciousness receded like a tide, and before he even had time to feel sadness or despair, he quickly lost his breath and fell into a coma.

And the moment he lost consciousness, Fu Hanzhang let go of his hand suddenly, and shouted: "Wen Shuyao, come in!"

"De Ling, Your Majesty!" A misty shadow flashed out from behind the screen at the end of the bed, and flew in front of Fu Hanzhang in the blink of an eye.

The person who came was a demon who looked like a teenager, and his height only reached Fu Hanzhang's waist.

There is a fluffy rabbit tail on the back of his buttocks, and a pair of pink-purple eyes flicker on his face, with a round face and a sly expression:

"You're done so soon? Wei Chen thought it would take longer."

"Gu has already followed your request, taking advantage of his most emotional moment to destroy the root of ruthlessness with demon energy," Fu Hanzhang didn't bother to talk nonsense with him, "you should take a look at his condition."

Wen Shuyao shrank her neck. He had been with the Demon Lord for many years, so he could naturally feel that the boss was not in a good mood.

Raising his hand to touch Lin Yebei's wrist, he frowned and felt it carefully before he heaved a sigh of relief:

"It's okay, it's okay, the root of ruthlessness is the most loose when his mood fluctuates violently, and it's thanks to your majesty that you can get rid of it. Now he has no serious problems except that his cultivation base is exhausted and his soul is weak."

When Fu Hanzhang heard the words "Cultivation is completely useless", Fu Hanzhang's face changed imperceptibly, and he quickly returned to normal:

"The primordial spirit is damaged...what's going on?"

Wen Shuyao stuck out the tip of her tongue:

"This little beauty has recovered too many memories recently. Her already damaged soul can't bear it. Coupled with the violent emotional impact, she is now in a very dangerous situation. The only way to heal her wounds is to use the juice made from Huayuancao and Dansuhua. Only the holy medicine Xuelan agar can restore it, otherwise he wouldn't be able to wake up at all."

"I just remember that there are still a few bottles in the Xuelan Agar Palace. As for Huayuancao and Dansuhua, there seems to be a lot in the treasure house of the Blood Toad Demon King."

Recalling the scene of meeting Lin Yebei for the first time, Fu Hanzhang's fierce eyebrows softened a little, "It just so happens that the demons in the southern border haven't been dealt with yet, so Gu just went there himself."

"You take good care of him here. If someone hurts a hair on him, you are the only one to ask."

He stared deeply at Lin Yebei for a while, then his figure flickered and disappeared into a dark red mist.

Wen Shuyao's tense nerves relaxed a little after confirming that the devil had left.He pinched the Dao Yin Jue to clean up the blood around Lin Yebei, and carefully placed the person in place, but a sigh suddenly sounded behind him:

"It's clearly to save people's lives, but it doesn't show any sympathy. Your Majesty really..."

"Ah!" Wen Shuyao was so frightened by the long sigh that Xizi held her heart, turned her head with a pale face, and scolded angrily:

"Lord Guardian Zuo, can you say hello before you show up next time? The magic doctor in Changqi Palace is next. What if I am so frightened by you?"

"What's all the fuss about?"

Behind him, Wu Yuelan frowned, another gentle and delicate face of a man appeared involuntarily.

Why are these medical practitioners so disturbing?

The author has something to say: Xiao Bei is not sad, there will be one in the crematorium! ! !Hanzhang's current works are all tears in the future

I promise it will continue to be exciting! !Although my heart is still very sad, I will try my best to adjust, thank you for your comfort QwQ

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