Ask with the devil [Xiu Xian]

Heaven and spirit world.

The news of Shen Yuan Zhenjun's cave opening soon spread throughout the nine regions and eighteen states.

In the cave left by the most prestigious Taoist cultivator tens of thousands of years ago, the treasures in it make even Mahayana monks feel excited.

All major sects sent elite experts to investigate, and the competition within the cave became more and more intense day by day, with various conflicts emerging one after another.

The Celestial Spirit World, which has maintained its current pattern for thousands of years, is once again in chaos.

in the cave.

Under the sparkling lake, a figure looms.

The boy-like cultivator closed his eyes tightly and was sunk at the bottom of the lake, surrounded by complicated magic circles.His aura has been suppressed to the minimum, and several gaps have appeared in the white jade bracelet on his wrist.

Many monks passed by this area, but they didn't find him.

The expression on his face is very calm, but at certain times, there will be a few hints of gloom.

Heart magic fantasy.

The huge magic palace is like a continuous black shadow, lying in the center of the magic domain.Each palace is dominated by black, exuding a quiet and cold atmosphere.

The huge demon palace was extremely quiet, without the slightest trace of popularity, only humanoid puppets with mechanical movements walking around.

In the depths of the magic palace, in a side hall, some vague and ambiguous sounds could be heard.

The curtain beside the bed was lowered halfway, allowing a little light to filter through it.The young man with a cold face was hugged in the arms of a tall man, his clothes were loose, and the mottled red marks on his chest could be seen faintly.

There were still a few crystal clear teardrops hanging on the young man's slender eyelashes. When the man saw it, he lowered his head and licked away the teardrops.

With some itchy eyes, Li Yuan tilted his head uncomfortably, and said hoarsely, "...that's enough."

Mozun rubbed his cheeks with his fingertips, hugged him even tighter, and said with a low smile: "Don't you like it very much? I can give you more... For you, no matter what, I don't think so. Enough."

A trace of anger flashed across Li Yuan's eyes, he wanted to struggle, but found that Mo Zun had already pressed his hand behind his back, with neither light nor heavy force, but just enough to make him unable to move.

Afterwards, Mozun lowered his head and kissed his lips again, gently licked and then gradually deepened, and finally swept across every inch of his mouth wildly, like a beast patrolling its own territory.

Li Yuan had some difficulty breathing, and hated such intimacy in his heart, but he had just experienced an intense sexual encounter, his body was sore and limp, and he only relied on the other party's hand around his waist to maintain his figure, so he had no choice but to let it go.

Just worldly skin, he thought.

He has endured many hardships, and there is no need to care about it.

Time flows.

It took a long time for Mozun to end this long and deep kiss.

He looked down at the tired expression of the young man in his arms, and while he was satisfied, a trace of pity arose in his heart.

In the end there is no restraint.

He cared so much about this person that he couldn't control his emotions for a while, but he still couldn't help but want him.

Originally... I wanted to wait until he was willing to do it.

Mozun was a little annoyed, picked up the young man by the waist, tore through the space and came to the cold jade pond, and gently cleaned him up, taking the opportunity to get intimate again.Only then did he carry it back to the bed in the room and put it down.

He said slowly: "You are tired too, take a good rest."

Li Yuan's consciousness was a little hazy, and he was tired all over. He opened his eyes with difficulty, looked at the back of the Demon Lord, and suddenly said: "...Ming Yuan."

In fact, Li Yuan is not very used to this title.

The previous word "Master" was forced by Mozun to get used to it through cruel means, like a wound that cannot heal, it was firmly engraved in his heart.

He already knew that the desire to control was very strong in Mozun's heart, and the title of "Master" was to let him remember his right to belong.

Now this person actually asked him to change his words, which really made him suspicious.

The Mozun paused.

This was the first time that Li Yuan took the initiative to speak, calling out his name, as if the two were really a pair of gluey lovers.

There was a sweet taste in his heart, he quickly turned around, walked back to the bed, and asked softly: "What's wrong?"

Li Yuan supported the bed with his hands, trying to sit up.

Mozun stretched out his hand to help him up.

He didn't resist this time, and sat lazily on the head of the bed, the blush on his face had gradually cooled down.

The cold white skin made his brows colder and colder, like frost and snow, as if separated by a thin layer of mist, he was in an unreachable cloud.

Mozun choked for breath, and then heard Li Yuan's calm voice.

"I just want to ask, in your heart, what am I?"

thing?

Mozun was taken aback for a moment, the sweetness in his heart dissipated like a cloud, replaced by a faint bitterness.

He asked in disbelief: "What makes you feel that, in my eyes, you are just a thing?"

Li Yuan did not call out the name of the Demon Lord again this time, "Master." He whispered: "This is what you have always taught me. As a magic sword, I must know my identity and use it for you."

"It's just that I'm useless now, why...don't you abandon me?"

The Mozun clenched his fists.

If possible, he really wanted to turn back the time and go back to the time when he just met Ji Linchuan.He will definitely treat this person well and give him the best in this world.

But there is no what-if in this world, Destiny has already used the cruelest way to make everything deviate in an unknown direction, until a final, unacceptable ending.

Regret, sorrow, pain are useless.

The only thing he could do was to hold tightly to the person in front of him.

Mozun's eyes were fixed, he took Li Yuan's slender white hand, and kissed lightly on the back of his hand, saying: "No, I am not your master, and you... are definitely not my magic sword."

"Li Yuan, you are the one I love."

It was the most absurd thing he had ever heard.

Li Yuan's expression froze for a moment, and then he returned to indifference.

His eyes were half closed, and he completely let go of the disguise that he was still compliant in front of the Demon Venerable. The bone-chilling chill made the Demon Venerable feel a little cold in his heart.

"Master," he said coldly, "Are you joking??"

Mozun said without hesitation, "No, I'm serious."

"Is that so?" Li Yuan's tone remained calm, "Then, can I make a request to you?"

Mozun looked at him deeply, and said: "What do you want? I will do my best to help you, but—"

He didn't continue, but the obsession in his eyes was shocking.

Li Yuan then smiled.

His smile is like the lightest cloud, with the haze that is fading away, as well as vague and alienated.

He paused every word: "I want to get out of here."

The gentle look on Mozun's face faded, and the gloom engraved in his bones appeared, casting a layer of darkness on his handsome and strange face, like a ghost wandering in the night.

Soon, he restrained his expression again, and said softly: "Where do you want to go, I will accompany you."

He chuckled and continued: "The scenery in the Demon Realm is too monotonous, and the scenery in the Nine Regions and Eighteen States is endless. If you like it, with my strength, it will not be a problem to take you to all places in the world."

Li Yuan didn't answer, but repeated: "I want to leave here."

"--Leaving you."

The Mozun's words stopped abruptly.

He put away his smile, his face was expressionless, and the dark devilish energy spread out, bringing out heavy pressure.

Li Yuan was not surprised.

He has known for a long time that gentleness has always been just an illusion of the Demon Lord, but now, it is the real him.

He didn't want to be entangled with the Demon Lord in the Demon Realm any longer. With the Demon Lord's possessiveness, he would never even try to escape in this life.

What he needs is a real break.

"Why?" Mozun said, "I was wrong about what happened before. I will never... never hurt you again." He embraced Li Yuan in his arms and said, "Hey, don't think about leaving, okay?" ?”

His voice was a little aggrieved: "I only have you left."

Li Yuan turned his head sideways and said, "I remembered something."

Mozun took a breath, feeling uneasy in his heart.

"Six years ago, you brought me back to the Demon Palace. At that time, I was not 'Li Yuan'." The young man said lightly, "I remember now."

"I can't disobey your will, and I can't resist your power, but I don't belong here, and I won't stay by your side."

"If what you just said is true, then let me go."

Mozun understood the meaning of his words, and his nails sank into his palms.

"Li Yuan?" he said softly.

Seeing that the young man didn't respond, he called again tentatively, "... Linchuan?"

The young man looked at him silently and quietly.

But it frightened him.

Mozun suddenly didn't want to stay any longer, he stood up and left the room as if fleeing.

The demon king walked all the way to a quiet room deep in the demon realm.

This is where he practiced.On the wall of the quiet room, there is only a scroll with the word "quiet" written on it.

The strokes of the brush are natural, with the meaning of Dao flowing on it, which shows that the writer has a deep understanding of Dao.

Mozun leaned against the wall, looked at the word, and slowly, slowly calmed down.

Memory flow.

During the catastrophe that day, Ji Linchuan's soul fluctuations blocked by heavenly secrets were finally noticed by him.

He tried his best to retain a ray of soul on the magic sword, inject it into the puppet, and prolong its life.

He didn't know how he should face this person.

The person he admired was forged into a magic sword by himself. Is there anything more absurd than this in this world?

Afterwards, he seemed to have had a long, long dream.

In his dream, he completely lost this person, and almost went crazy in the endless pain and regret. Everything he owned, power, rights, and cultivation, could not be exchanged for a word or a back of that person.

That was a real nightmare.

After waking up from the dream, he couldn't let go anymore.

He didn't want to keep this person away from his side, other than that, he could do anything else.

Li Yuan was afraid of him, he knew it, so he tried every means to erase this fear, being gentle and considerate to him, accommodating him everywhere, trying to make him forget those pains in the joy after time.

But what he didn't expect was that Li Yuan actually recovered his memory.

What kind of person is Ji Linchuan?

This is a man who will hardly give in to anything.The only thing he cares about is the way of heaven.It is no different from Chu Li.

In other words, he is Chu Li.

All means are nothing to such a person, he knows that it is impossible for him to shake Ji Linchuan's heart.

It will never be possible.

The thousands of years of waiting and seeking made him clearly understand this point.

The author has something to say: Thank you Xingyu, Fengqing, Xizhandengxin, Xiaoyu, Danyu's mines, okay~