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

The moment Lin Yebei uttered these words, Fu Hanzhang thought he was still angry with him, his heart was astringent, and he softened his tone:

"Master, I already know I was wrong. It doesn't matter if you are angry or angry with me, so why pretend not to know each other?"

As he spoke, he was about to pull that thin white wrist, but Lin Yebei's whole body was still tense, his blue and brown clear eyes were filled with surprise and uncertainty:

"Don't touch me... Where is this? Why can't I lift my strength?"

Seeing the obvious resistance and strangeness in his expression, Fu Hanzhang felt a little uneasy. Before he had time to ask, Su Tongguang behind him had already heard the movement, and came forward:

"Xiaobei, you finally woke up! How is it? Does the wound still hurt?"

Lin Yebei stared fixedly at that pink face, the expression in his eyes changed from surprise to joy, and then he held his palm tightly:

"Brother Tongguang, it's you...how did you become like this?"

Hearing these words, Su Tongguang's face turned pale instantly.

Ever since Lin Yebei was recruited by Qiu Fengling 16 years ago, he has never called himself by this name... Why did he suddenly change his words at this time?

"Master doesn't seem to recognize Gu..."

Fu Hanzhang's throat felt rough and his fingers trembled, "What's going on here?"

The great joy in my heart due to Lin Yebei's awakening was suddenly shattered by a few words, and turned into strong fear and anxiety.

Su Tongguang frowned, put his finger on Lin Yebei's wrist, and shook his head after a while:

"The elixir may have reshaped Xiaobei's soul, but he was injured too badly before, and his memory was inevitably damaged."

He paused, then held Lin Yebei's hand back: "Xiaobei, you fell into a coma because of your injury, what do you remember now?"

"I..." Lin Yebei bit his lip lightly, thought carefully,

"I just remember that Uncle Qiu told me that you went to the town below the mountain to buy meat buns for me, and you wouldn't be back until evening. I was really impatient, so I went down the mountain to find you..."

"Maybe, maybe it's because I stumbled and fell down the hill..." He suddenly raised his hand to his forehead and hissed softly, "My head hurts..."

Su Tongguang knew that the injury to the soul should never be forced, so he hastily patted him on the shoulder to comfort him: "It doesn't matter if you can't remember, is there any discomfort for you?"

Lin Yebei frowned slightly, nodded, then shook his head again:

"I just feel that I have no strength in my whole body, especially my legs. I can't move, and..."

His eyes fell on Fu Hanzhang, who was in a daze beside him:

"I don't know why, but when I saw him, I felt a splitting headache and felt very uncomfortable."

"Master, you are still angry with me, aren't you?"

Fu Hanzhang trembled all over, suddenly leaned over and put his arms around his shoulders, and said eagerly: "Are you not recognizing me, or are you punishing me deliberately? Speak up!"

He was already prepared to bear everything. Compared to Lin Yebei, it seemed that he could give up everything he had.

But in this way, the other party's indifference is also unbearable for him.

He would rather Lin Yebei scold and accuse him, than he would treat himself as nothing like before.

Even if the image is sinister and fierce, he still wants to engrave himself deeply in that person's life.

"You...you let go!"

Lin Yebei shrugged his shoulders in a panic, struggling to push away Fu Hanzhang's shackles, but the opponent was surprisingly strong, and he couldn't shake it even with all his strength. On the contrary, his headache got worse and worse.

Just looking at the person in front of him was enough to make his heartstrings tense to the extreme.Lin Yebei felt a splitting headache, a big mouthful of blood dripped out of his mouth, and fell back.

"Fu Hanzhang, why are you crazy? Let him go!"

Su Tongguang's heart was stunned by the dark red blood, and he didn't care that the man in front of him was a ferocious devil, so he pulled his arm away viciously, and lay down on the back of Lin Yebei's neck.

"His soul and heart are severely damaged. He just woke up when he was the weakest. How could he stand such a stimulus?"

He cast the cleansing formula to remove the blood stains on Lin Yebei's lips, and when he turned his head, he realized that Fu Hanzhang was standing in front of the bed in a daze, his face was pale, and he said bitterly for a while:

"Master...has he really forgotten Gu?"

"Enrolling at the age of six is ​​the rule of Fengyushan, but before that, Xiaobei has been calling my brother and calling my master Uncle Qiu."

Feeling the indelible sadness in Fu Hanzhang's eyes, he sighed secretly, feeling uncomfortable in his heart: "If Xiaobei's spirit and soul were really damaged, and his mind was like a child, he hadn't practiced the way of ruthlessness at that time, but his temperament was more serious than that of a child." It’s much more innocent and lively now.”

"Fu Hanzhang, what have you done to Xiaobei these days, since he doesn't remember, I can't pursue it anymore, it's just..."

He suddenly put down a cold tone: "If you still care about the friendship between master and apprentice, don't continue to hurt him. No matter how much hatred there is, he has become like this, and he can be called a clean slate."

Fu Hanzhang's pupils were constricted by the words "clear both grievances and grievances". He clenched Lin Yebei's drooping left hand convulsively, rubbed the clear golden sand on his slender ring finger, and said with a sob:

"No, I don't want to settle my grievances with Master... His appearance is caused by Gu alone. In terms of emotion and reason, Gu should be responsible."

"You..." Su Tongguang was so angry that he didn't expect him to be so reticent.

But on the one hand, he was not worth fighting with force, and on the other hand, he was in the Demon Realm and couldn't help himself. If he knew the current affairs, no matter how much resentment and dissatisfaction he had in his heart, he could only endure it.

He gritted his teeth bitterly, straightened his back and sat on the edge of the bed, turned his head and never looked at Fu and Wu again.

Lin Yebei's fainting this time was mainly caused by rage, it was not serious, and he woke up not long after.

Su Tongguang questioned him according to his memory, and confirmed that his mind and soul were damaged, not only did his mental memory return to before he was six years old, but he also could not feel any spiritual fluctuations in his body.

Except for the strange hair color and eye color, he is no different from an ordinary person.

"Brother, why did I become like this?" He twisted a strand of snow-white hair anxiously, "I haven't started yet, so will Uncle Qiu refuse to accept me as a disciple?"

Su Tongguang gently rubbed the top of Lin Yebei's hair and sighed.

With his medical skills, it is not yet certain how long Lin Yebei's damaged soul will last.

But on second thought, instead of letting him endure the pain and face Fu Hanzhang, it would be better to be as relaxed and happy as before.

"Perhaps our Xiaobei ate the spiritual fruit on the mountain by mistake, and it will recover after a while,"

He smiled and pinched Lin Yebeiqing's face that had lost a lot of weight, "Uncle Qiu has been traveling outside recently and won't be back for the time being. You should take care of yourself here first, and brother Tongguang will teach you how to breathe."

Cultivation is too important for a monk, no matter whether Lin Yebei still has the possibility of cultivating spiritual power after being pulled out of his ruthless root, he doesn't want to give up trying.

Fu Hanzhang behind him moved his lips, hesitant to speak.

The fact that Lin Yebei had two pill orifices in his body was obviously unknown to the other party.

But even he himself couldn't control the power of Demon Dragon Pill, so how dare he rashly disturb the sleeping Xuefeng Pill?

Lin Yebei, who didn't know about it, blinked, and a flowery smile bloomed on his face:

"That's great, thank you Brother Tongguang!"

He was born with a broken mind and soul, and the only people who are close to him on weekdays are Qiu Fengling who raised him, and Su Tongguang who started in the early years.

Coupled with the fact that he couldn't explain the abnormality that appeared on his body now, Su Tongguang's words undoubtedly gave him reassurance.

The smile on Lin Yebei's face was frank and dazzling. Fu Hanzhang was taken aback by the shock. He couldn't help recalling that he had never seen such an expression during the days when he was imprisoned in the Demon Realm.

It's clear... In the untraceable past, that person always left his whole body in the wind and snow outside the door, leaving all the warmth to himself.

Why has everything changed now?

Little traces of blood faded from his face.

Lin Yebei looked over Su Tongguang's shoulder and landed on Fu Hanzhang, looking thoughtful.

He didn't remember that he had seen such a person before, with a thick and pale face, even though he was covered in filth and embarrassment, he still couldn't hide his elegance.

It was obviously a delicate face, but it looked a little scary in his eyes.

He couldn't say why, but he always felt vaguely uneasy in his heart, as if as long as he got closer to this person, he would bring endless disasters.

So he shrank back a little, and held Su Tongguang's sleeve with his fingers: "Brother, it's late at night, and I'm a little sleepy...can you stay with me?"

Subconsciously holding his cold and soft hand back, Su Tongguang pursed his lips, remembering that when he was young, he would sleep next to Lin Yebei every night.

Although this habit was no longer maintained after the two of them got started, firstly, Lin Yebei's damaged memory returned, and secondly, he was really worried about his injury. Su Tongguang was silent for a while, then smiled and said:

"Of course, brother will stay by your side tonight, and no one can drive you away."

He carefully tucked up the quilt for Lin Yebei, and when he turned to face Fu Hanzhang and Wu Yuelian, his expression became icy cold:

"Xiao Bei is weak, and I have to stay by his side to take care of him. If you two have nothing important to do, please don't disturb his rest."

Even in the Demon Realm, he issued the order to expel the guests without hesitation.

The corners of Wu Yuelan's mouth twitched slightly, and she said to herself, "Little things don't know how to live or die", and before Fu Hanzhang could speak, he immediately grabbed his arm:

"Little Susu is right. Your Majesty is also injured. I will take you to the side hall to rest."

Fu Hanzhang was immersed in his own emotions, and was dragged out of the door by Wu Yuelan. The latter couldn't help but sighed deeply when he saw his look of mourning:

"Your Majesty, why are you bothering? Since Mr. Lin is fine and has forgotten the previous grievances, wouldn't everyone be happy?"

"A Greed, you don't understand," the Demon Lord covered his eyes, the light in his eyes shattered between his fingers,

"What I want is 'everyone's happy'. It's definitely not just passing through the past. What I want is an explanation from the master about the past. What I want is that he has no other distractions and belongs to Gu alone."

"But Gu was afraid, one wrong step, one wrong step, this time Gu almost lost him."

"It's been 300 years...Gu thought he hated him, but when he almost died in front of Gu's eyes, Gu wanted to replace him with his own body."

Fu Hanzhang turned his head to look at Wu Yuelu, and suddenly smiled:

"Don't you think it's ridiculous to be alone? There has never been a defeat in the battle of Demon Realm, but in the word of love, it has been completely defeated."

"Your Majesty..." Hearing such desolate words from Fu Hanzhang's mouth, Wu Yuegian only felt a throbbing pain in his heart.

He was silent for a while, then suddenly lowered his voice and said, "Why are you so discouraged, don't forget, it is the nature of the demons to plunder."

"what do you mean?"

Under Fu Hanzhang's watchful eyes, his twinkling peach eyes were softly bent, and his voice was soft, yet tinged with a trace of chill:

"Why do we have to be so scruples? Often the twisted melon is the sweetest."