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

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Yu Yang had already lost his mind, he tripped Yun Qianqiu to the ground, pressed him on top, roared, and punched him in the face.

He can't remember what happened yesterday, he can't remember anything, his head is in a daze now, he can't remember why he just woke up from the devil world, how he got here, and why Gu Ruoqing is lying here I haven't gotten up for so long.

So he only remembers recently.

He only remembered that Master had been very kind to him recently, and always came to accompany him at night.They would talk and hug together, and the master taught him many intimate things.

Gu Ruoqing was no longer the same as before, he would take the initiative to kiss and hug him, extremely gentle and happy, and he could not refuse at all.He felt as if he had finally glimpsed the most blissful secret in the world, picked up a star that shines in the night, and his happiness was about to explode in his heart.

So he wants to eat up the secret, take the stars for himself, and hold them like a miser.

But I don't know why, the master is lying here suddenly, and suddenly he is no longer by his side.

He was terrified the moment he woke up.

And when he saw Gu Ruoqing being coveted by others just now, he felt extremely angry, but also a little bit hopelessly fortunate.

You see, Master didn't abandon me, Master was snatched away by others.

Yu Yang clenched his teeth, his facial muscles tensed, and he punched, as if wanting to vent his fear and the joy of the rest of his life, without mercy.

The blood on Yuyang's forehead dripped on the ground, but he didn't feel any pain at all, he just felt that the blood all over his body was burning and boiling, and his eyes were red.His heart was blank, only one thought: kill him!kill him!Take Gu Ruoqing back!Grab it back!

Suddenly, Yun Qianqiu gave up resisting, spat out blood, and said in a hoarse voice, "Yuyang, Master is dead."

The fist in Yuyang's hand froze, but he swung it hard again.

The person lying on the ground looked away from the side, looked at him fixedly, and said calmly: "Yuyang, Master is dead."

"He's dead. You pierced your heart with a sword and killed him."

"You killed him. You did it yourself."

"When he died, he didn't have time to say a word."

Yu Yang picked up Yun Qianqiu's collar, as if he didn't understand at all, and wanted to continue beating him regardless of whether he didn't hear it, but suddenly seeing the latter couldn't help but cover his eyes and began to cry.

He froze in place, staring blankly at Yun Qianqiu crying.

Suddenly, he threw away his collar, stood up staggeringly, and rushed towards Gu Ruoqing who was lying beside him.

"Master," he called out, shaking Gu Ruoqing's arm lightly, "Master."

"Master, wake up, I am Yuyang."

He held Gu Ruoqing's hand and clasped his fingers.

"Master, I know I was wrong, and I have listened to your words. I have turned off the giant barrier of gods and demons, and I will not absorb magic energy."

Gu Ruoqing closed her eyes tightly without moving.

"Master, I shouldn't have fought just now. I will be punished and I will copy the books. Don't be angry with me."

He kissed Gu Ruoqing's fingers devoutly.

"Master, let me take you to see the sea, the volcanic stone forest, the desert wasteland, and many more. I still have a lot of things that I haven't given you."

He waited quietly, but only saw Gu Ruoqing's gown being blown by the wind by the river, and there were patches of light red blood on it.

The man's long eyelashes covered his eyelids like withered butterflies.

Yun Qianqiu lay on the ground, covered his eyes with his arms, and broke down crying.

"Yuyang, Yuyang," he cried, "why wasn't you the one who died, why wasn't you the one who died...why does he insist on protecting a lunatic like you..."

He remembered that Gu Ruoqing begged him before that if the two of them were enemies, they must let each other out.

Yu Yang seemed to have never heard of it, he hurriedly picked up the ruby ​​hanging around his neck, as if he had great hope, and said to the ruby: "Master, did you hear that?"

"Master, we have made an agreement. If one day, I call you that," he looked at the sleeping man with a peaceful face, and vowed, "You will definitely wake up."

"You can't break your word."

"You can't ignore me, Master," he said stubbornly to the red jade, "you promised me."

He waited, waited for Gu Ruoqing to fulfill his promise, waited for a familiar voice to come from that ruby, that voice would call his name, approach him, pamper him, smile lightly because of him, and return with him Home.

But he waited for a long time, and he didn't wait.

at last.

He finally realized that Gu Ruoqing seemed to have really left him.

It seems that he really went somewhere else, left him, and never came back.He won't smile at him anymore, won't hug him on a moonlit night, and say take him home.

His secrets are gone, and so are the stars.

He finally remembered what happened that day, and remembered Gu Ruoqing lying in a pool of blood, shaking his head gently at him.

The soul dissipated like falling stars.

"Master..." He finally couldn't help sobbing, and grabbed Gu Ruoqing's sleeve, "Master, I love you..."

"Please don't abandon me, okay... Please don't abandon me..."

"They robbed my deer, even if I kill them all, what's wrong!"

"Yuyang! How about I take you to hunt other spirit creatures?"

"I don't want it! I want that! The disciple never felt that he was wrong!"

"Okay, then don't come to me again."

"The Immortal Master!"

He looked at the retreating figure in shock, and immediately ran over with all his might, hugging him.

"Immortal Master, don't leave me... Immortal Master, please don't want me..."

The child cried very sadly, Gu Ruoqing's heart softened, he hugged Yu Yang back, knelt down, wiped the tears off his face, and said, "Okay, I won't let you go."

A man stood under a tree beside him, watching all this, with a red light flashing in his hand, he silently exited the illusion.

Yu Yang opened his eyes.

He was sitting on the steps directly in front of the main hall, with one hand resting on his knees and the other holding a sword, standing silently. On the top of the steps behind him was a jade bed with a black curtain, and there seemed to be a person lying in it. But not really.

The surroundings were silent, and he set up barriers one after another, locking it almost airtight.

The man stood up, turned around and walked up the steps, opened the heavy black curtain, and saw the man with a peaceful face.

He reached out to caress the man's cheek.

"Master," he talked to him habitually, "I dreamed of you again just now."

"I dreamed that you lied to me," Yu Yang sat slowly on the steps with his back to the jade bed, "but I always want to hear that lie tirelessly."

He looked at the empty hall in front of him in a daze, but saw a white light in the middle of the hall, and a figure came out from the void.

It's Gu Ruoqing.

Yu Yang blinked, but found that the man walked towards him step by step, and suddenly stood up: "Master?"

He seemed to have remembered something, and immediately turned around and opened the black curtain, his heart was pounding, only to find that the person was still lying quietly inside.

It was as if a basin of cold water had been poured on his head.

"Who are you?" Yu Yang turned around and looked at the person who was exactly like Gu Ruoqing.

The man tied a jade flute around his waist: "The flute player is also spiritual."

Yu Yang frowned. He walked into the man, looked at Di Ling, and said, "You imitate his appearance, but you dare to come to me."

"Of course I dare," Di Ling looked up at him, "Not only did I dare to come, but you also begged me."

Yu Yang narrowed his eyes: "What do you want to say?"

Di Ling looked at the black curtain and said calmly, "I know how to save him."

Unexpectedly, Yuyang did not look surprised, but sneered: "How many people have told me this sentence. But later, they not only couldn't find his soul, even his body Can't fix it."

"His body can only be repaired by the complete Qianshan Nine Layer Snow Lotus, but it is not difficult." Di Ling said lightly, "The difficulty is that his soul has been scattered in different time and space, and it is difficult to find it."

Yu Yang looked at him, and Di Ling waited in a hurry.

"What do you want from me." Finally, Yuyang chose to believe.

In fact, he has no right not to believe at all.

He is now desperate and desperate for medical treatment.

Di Ling said: "I don't want to get anything from you, I just want to see one thing."

"Take me to the demon dungeon, the coldest one at the bottom."

Yu Yang waved his hand, and the door in front of him, which was covered with thorns and thorns, parted to the two sides.

A cold musty smell rushed out immediately.

The man looked at Di Ling, whose face made him feel dazed for a moment, stretched out his hand, and said, "Please."

They stepped into the dungeon, and their boots made a "slapping" sound on the stagnant water on the bluestone slab.

The lower the dungeon of the Demon Race is, the more guarded it is, the more cruel it is, and the more isolated it is from the outside world.

Here, no matter how loud you yell or what you become, it is impossible to escape.

On the last level, all this level is this dungeon, wide and cold.Chains, iron beds, sealing jade... all kinds of instruments of torture are dropped in the air or left aside, making people shudder.

Di Ling stopped at one place. He stretched out his hand and touched a circle of black chains with jingling locks and sealing jade to prevent people from chewing their tongues.

"Do you know why I came here?"

Yu Yang shook his head.

"You remember things from your previous life, right?" Di Ling looked at him.

Yu Yang said: "Remember, I remember being stabbed to death by a sword."

Di Ling lowered her eyes: "That's it. Then do you still want to know what happened after you fell in your previous life?"

Yu Yang looked at him: "I died after that."

"No, you are not dead," Di Ling said, "Your soul was torn in half by the trolls under the giant moat of gods and demons, one half came here, and the other half."

"You were resurrected in your previous life."

"Do you know what you did after you were resurrected?"

With a wave of Di Ling's hand, the surrounding scene changed instantly.

The dungeon was dimly illuminated by candles everywhere, and the positions of various instruments of torture seemed to have been changed by someone. There was an extremely strong aroma in the air, which was almost choked into people's throats and could not pass through.

Looking around, the surrounding area of ​​this vast dungeon was actually covered with dense clumps of Albizia juliensis.

"Huh..." Someone was breathing weakly and disorderly, like a fish that was tied to the shore and was about to dry up.

The breathing sound came and went, occasionally with a sticky nasal sound, as if in a semi-comatose state.

Yu Yang looked in that direction, his pupils shrank suddenly.

I saw a slender fairy locked there, with messy white clothes, half kneeling on the iron bed, breathing hard and weakly, as if out of strength.

His arms were pulled apart by both sides, his thin wrist bones were worn to pieces by the rough and sharp handcuffs, his long snow-white hair seemed to have been severely scratched, scattered messily in front of his shoulders, covering his thin body cheek.

His sleeves fell below his elbows, and his exposed skin was covered with red marks from whiplash, and even his neck was black and blue from being strangled.

The man knelt there, with his back bent and his head lowered, so thin that the butterfly head on his back was protruding from the thin clothes, like a crane that had been forcibly broken and lingering.