Did the villain act like a spoiled brat to the master?

Yu Yang looked at him.

The black ring on the right ear flickered on and off, but eventually disappeared slowly.

The young man lowered his eyes, and slowly stepped forward to hug Gu Ruoqing.

As usual, he wrapped his arms around Gu Ruoqing's waist, and then pressed his face into Master's chest, sniffing the faint scent of cedar on Master's body.

Gu Ruoqing patted his head, but couldn't help but soften his voice, "Okay, it's time for us to go back."

Yu Yang's voice was muffled, "I want to hug Master for a while."

Gu Ruoqing was helpless, thinking that this child was really like a picked up little wild leopard.

If he is unhappy, he bares his fangs and claws viciously, and when he is angry, he curls his tail and rubs against people's arms, so clingy.

It's a real headache.

When Gu Ruoqing was let go by Yu Yang, he told Yu Yang not to move around, and went to see the white jade piccolo broken in the corner by himself.

Although this piccolo is also a beautiful thing, compared with the other treasures in this treasure room, it looks a bit unremarkable, but now it has been broken into two halves and disappeared.

Even so, Gu Ruoqing frowned and looked at it for a long time.

For some reason, he always felt a little familiar with this piccolo, as if he had seen it somewhere before.

But he couldn't remember it.

After crossing the piccolo, Gu Ruoqing returned to the desk in front of the throne.

After the fight just now, the case had a few cracks, and the items displayed on it were swept around by the strong wind, looking quite embarrassed.

But there was one thing that caught Gu Ruoqing's attention - it was the only treasure still on the table.

A roll of strings.

The strings are silvery white, shining faintly like starlight under the dim luminous stone in the cave.

Another sense of familiarity arises spontaneously.

Gu Ruoqing reached out, took the strings in his hands, and looked at them carefully.

This is the string of the lyre. Judging from its thickness, it should be the "feather" string among the seven tones, which is the last note of the lyre.

"Ding……"

The light on the strings suddenly flashed, and a clear and pleasant sound rang in Gu Ruoqing's ears.

Suddenly, Gu Ruoqing's brain ached violently.

It was a tearing feeling that was several times stronger than the pain experienced before.

Gu Ruoqing's eyes went dark, and all the muscles and bones in his body seemed to be pulled out alive, and he fell straight down the stage.

Soon, Gu Ruoqing's consciousness fell into darkness.

The pain came like a tidal wave, and the darkness gradually receded.

Gu Ruoqing blinked, and gradually could feel the dim light.

He knew that he was sucked into the memory fragments again.

But this time, Gu Ruoqing's feeling was different from before.

Because it's too real.

His temples still hurt non-stop, and his muscles and bones seemed to be filled with mercury, and every pore was screaming for pain.

At this moment, he found himself kneeling on the ground.

Hands are full of blood.

A dead body lay in front of him.

It might not be able to be called a corpse anymore, because the person was covered in black, with shriveled skin hanging from the skeleton, not a single drop of blood, and black holes in the eye sockets.

It was a mummy whose essence had been sucked dry.

"Ah!" Gu Ruoqing yelled out in horror when he heard his own voice, and then shrank back as if frightened.

But soon, something cold hit Gu Ruoqing's back, and he found it was a wall.

He turned his head to one side, and saw himself in the reflection of the Qing jade wall.

Still a familiar white hair.

His face was gloomy.

The face was still stained with uncoagulated blood.

Gu Ruoqing stretched out his hand tremblingly, trying to wipe off the blood on his face, but when he wiped, he found that more blood stuck to his face, as if to prove that his crime was about to be covered up.

"I killed..."

He whispered, "I killed someone..."

Gu Ruoqing supported the wall and stood up. He looked around, and everything he saw was darkness made of bluestone and jade bricks, only the faint torches flickering on the wall.

Gotta hide that mummy.

Yes, hide.

He walked into the shriveled and dead corpse, and saw that there was still a coil wrapped around the corpse's wrist.

Gu Ruoqing took a closer look and found that the roll turned out to be a roll of strings.

The strings were stained with blood and turned red and white.

But Gu Ruoqing didn't seem to care too much about the small strings, but stretched out his hand, wanting to move the corpse.

But when he just bent down, the door of the bluestone secret room was suddenly opened.

The light shone on Gu Ruoqing's body all of a sudden, and many people in monk's clothes filed in.

By the light, everyone saw the mummy on the ground and the white-haired man standing beside them, and all gasped.

No one dared to speak, but they all stared at Gu Ruoqing with fear, as if they saw a monster.

The scene was dead silent.

Finally, a trembling man came out, holding a sword, and stood in front of Gu Ruoqing.

Then knelt down.

"Congratulations, congratulations to Elder Gu for breaking through the bottleneck and stepping into the Nascent Soul Realm!"

This person started, and then hundreds of people knelt down and shouted at Gu Ruoqing in unison.

"Congratulations to the elder for stepping into the Nascent Soul Realm!"

They all know that sucking the essence of living people in order to improve their skills is an evil forbidden technique that has been despised by everyone for thousands of years.

But they don't want to die, they can only bow down to the evil and linger on.

Gu Ruoqing stood in the distance, he opened his mouth, but before he could speak, he saw the picture distorted for a while, and then, like a broken mirror, there was another piercing pain in his temple.

Memories come to an abrupt end.

Gu Ruoqing was pushed into the darkness again, then fell without stopping, and suddenly returned to the treasure cave.

He opened his mouth and breathed heavily, his eyes barely focusing.

"Master! Master!"

There seemed to be anxious voices in my ears, which became more and more clear.

【Ding dong! 】

[System: Congratulations to my brother for obtaining Gu Ruoqing's memory fragment: Qinxian!Completion progress of supporting characters: 30%, please continue to work hard! 】

When sight and consciousness were fully recovered, Gu Ruoqing found himself lying on the ground, and Yu Yang kept calling him while performing healing techniques on him.

"Cough cough..."

When the dizziness in his brain completely passed, Gu Ruoqing opened his mouth, and before he could speak, he coughed violently.

"Master!"

Yu Yang rushed forward all of a sudden, "Master, are you awake?!"

Gu Ruoqing nodded, wanting to comfort Yuyang, but when she stretched out her hand, she found that she was holding the roll of silver-white strings in her hand.

"...Okay, I'm fine, Yuyang."

"Master, what happened to you? Why did you suddenly fall down just now?"

Yu Yang spoke very fast.

The moment he saw Gu Ruoqing fell down, he immediately caught him, and then found that Gu Ruoqing's eyes were out of focus, and he was like a puppet that had lost its soul.

If it wasn't for Gu Ruoqing's constant trembling and weak breathing, Yu Yang doubted that Gu Ruoqing would not wake up.

"...It's okay, don't worry, it's an old illness."

Before Gu Ruoqing finished speaking, he suddenly felt that the cave began to shake violently.

The surrounding rocks seemed to be violently affected, and gravel began to fall from the top of the head.

"No, this cave is about to collapse." Gu Ruoqing immediately stood up.

"Let's go, or we won't be able to get out!"

"Boom—"

He heard that the rock on the roof suddenly collapsed behind him, smashing the throne and the table on the stage to pieces.

Gu Ruoqing glanced at the mountains of gold and silver that were shaken and rolled around, and couldn't help but sigh inwardly, then took Yu Yang's hand and fled towards the exit.

The exit is a long corridor.

Gu Ruoqing dragged Yuyang to run in the dark.

He didn't know how long the corridor was, but they could all hear the sound of the collapse getting closer behind them.

The entire stone wall was shaking, smoke and dust were everywhere, and in the darkness behind, it seemed that a huge beast was pressing towards them step by step.

Gu Ruoqing put a barrier on himself and Yu Yang to prevent the gravel from falling.

After running for an unknown amount of time, Gu Ruoqing finally felt fresh air ahead.

He used his spiritual power again to speed up.

The rocks fell more and more, faster and faster, and even the rocks under his feet opened up cracks like spider webs.

The entire cave was like a mouth that was about to close, swallowing them up.

"Master!"

At the last moment, Gu Ruoqing yanked his arm hard and threw Yu Yang towards the exit.

Yu Yang looked in horror at Gu Ruoqing, who was quickly leaving, and at the huge rock that collapsed from the top, swallowing the white figure completely.

Yu Yang's pupils constricted and his breathing stopped.

But in the next moment, a silver light burst out suddenly, and the entire mountain wall was blasted away by a terrifying force, exploding outward like a flint meteor.

Half of the mountain was blasted away from the inside.

Among the chaotic rocks, a slender figure hangs his sword in the air, his brows are frowned and his lips are pursed, his white hair is fluttering, and the spiritual power in his palm is shining, like a god descending into the world.

The next moment, with a flash of Wang Lian's sword, he flew towards the North Hall with Yu Yang.

Night still enveloped the land.

After Gu Ruoqing brought Yu Yang into the North Hall, he turned around and walked towards the Central Hall with his sword.

There was such a big commotion tonight, as the chief elder of Qingyun Taizong, he needed to inform the suzerain.

And Yu Yang went back to the room and took a rest.

Not long after he sat down, he heard someone coming.

"I'm home?"

The man didn't even knock on the door, he just appeared in Yuyang's room, and said with a smile, "I've been waiting for you for a long time, Senior Brother Yu."

Yu Yang planted the Ganoderma lucidum in his bosom into a carved jade flower pot, and poured spiritual power into the soil, "If you talk like that again, get out."

Fen Xi smiled: "Hey! You bastard! You have let me down."

"If I hadn't pretended to be rescued by Yun Qianqiu and pinned him down along the way, would you have entered the treasure room so quickly?"

"You yourself are useless, you got the trick, and you're still proud?" "Didn't Gu Ruoqing also got the trick and got entangled in vines! Tsk, your attitude was not like that at the time! Double-standard dog!"

Fen Xi was beating his chest and stamping his feet.

Yu Yang looked at him with disgust, "That's my master, what are you?"

"A charming and handsome guy from the demon race~ Let's get down to business," Fen Xi casually pulled a chair and sat down, "How is it? Have you seen the true face of your master?"

Yu Yang didn't speak.

"I'm right. If you follow him, he will only give Yun Qianqiu all the good things. You can only pick up the leaks. Even if you get the cheat book first, he will snatch it and give it to Yun Qianqiu. "

Fen Xi raised his legs, and said again to seduce: "So, listen to me, let's cultivate demons. Although I can't see what's going on inside your body, you are definitely a genius in cultivating demons."

Fen Xi knew from the first moment he saw Yu Yang that he should be a demon.

Standing in the crowd of mortals seeking immortality, this young man was simply out of place.

Demons always have an instinct to search for their own kind.

They are primitive and wild, advocating violence, believing in violence, and surrendering to violence.

The strong sense of contradiction and the hidden aesthetics of violence in Yu Yang's body immediately made one of the wandering demon envoys stay in Qingyun Taizong.

At that time, Fen Xi didn't know that Yu Yang had the blood of the demon race in his body, and he was born a demon king.

He only thinks that Yu Yang is a magic cultivator suitable to be his younger brother.

Of course, Fen Xi, who became Yu Yang's most capable younger brother in the future, wanted to beat himself to death countless times, who had tirelessly persuaded Yu Yang to cultivate the devil.

But at this moment, Fen Xi didn't think too much about it, he even took out the "Nine Lotus Heart Method" that was originally taken away by Yun Qianqiu from his bosom.

"This book can also be given to you~ I worked so hard to steal it!"

I saw Fen Xi throwing the book into Yu Yang's arms, as if he was determined to get it.

Yu Yang looked at the "Nine Lotus Heart Method", and then looked up at Fen Xi.

He turned around and threw the book into the fire.

Tongues of fire devoured the dilapidated ancient book at once.

"Fuck! What are you doing?"

"You are dismissed."

With a flash of inspiration in Yuyang's hand, he threw Fenxi who was wearing a skirt out.

As soon as Fen Xi stepped out of the room, she changed into Lin Zizhu's appearance.

I only heard a delicate and angry girl shouting outside the window: "Yu Yang! You bastard! You have no heart!"

Yu Yang snapped his fingers again, only to hear Lin Zizhu's "ah", and was thrown into the Jingxin Lake.

Plop, the world is quiet.

Yu Yang sat back in his original place.

He slowly took out the round jade around his neck from his collar and held it in his hand.

The half-blood-red jade on it was glowing slightly red.

Yu Yang groped for the round jade and murmured in a low voice, "What do you want to tell me..."

He was in the treasure room tonight, and he had a vague memory.

Like a fragment, he suddenly fainted.

But during that time, he saw something different.

At that time, Yu Yang only felt a thick black mist rising in front of his eyes, and there was still blood and the sound of fighting in the black mist.

In the black mist, he saw Gu Ruoqing who was completely different from what he usually saw.

Colder, more serious, more ruthless.

Like ice that never melts for thousands of years.

Gu Ruoqing was pointing at him with a sword, on the edge of the sword was the merciless killing intent as if he were splitting rocks today, his eyes were emotionless, as if he was looking at an extremely sinful person who was about to die.

Then he heard Gu Ruoqing speak, his voice was cold and cruel.

"Enter the demon clan and kill the world, evildoers, you should be killed."

All of a sudden, someone sneered.

The man seemed to be sitting on a high place, leisurely playing with the gadgets in his hand.

It is a roll of silver-white strings.

"Master, you killed no fewer people than me before, right?"