What to Do If I Am Caught by A Paranoid Gong

For Wei Yaoshuo, this person in his arms is all the light in his life.

He has never seen his parents and relatives. Since he can remember, the choking cooking smoke, the endless corridors, the cold and damp bedding, the cold and hard steamed buns, the masters insulting and whipping... these constitute the life of his life. all.

He knew from a young age that he was a person with mediocre aptitude, who could even be described as dull.He has been pondering for a year to introduce qi into the body without a teacher from the same school; he has studied the introductory mind method learned by the same school in two years, and he has studied it for four years...

Trash, idiot—everyone called him that.

In this world of comprehension where the strong are respected, he is just a piece of dust, an ant, who is obviously full of great unwillingness and great resentment, but still racks his brains to flatter and try his best to get rid of him. Only by pleasing him can he continue to live, a despicable person.

Until the year he was ten years old, he met him.

This person who made himself scarred and scarred, but insisted on backing him out of the dangerous restricted area.

This person stopped the blood flow from the wound on his chest with the most gentle technique, and supported his body with his thin but firmest arms.

He still remembers the width of the shoulders of the boy who was three years older than him; he still remembers the words that the boy said to him with a smile when he carried him on his back: "The sun is drying your ass! Brother wake up, brother will take you go home!"

At that time, he didn't know what home was, let alone love.

He only knew that from that day on, he had to be him.

From then on, no matter how exquisite the healing technique he mastered, the scar on his chest would never be erased, and even the color had never dimmed.

When he was young, he knew very well that this person was very powerful, and he had only been in the sect for three years before he was personally appointed as an apprentice by the most respected and respected Daoist Chang Yuan of the Ritian sect; Pai Li has been struggling for ten years, but he is still an insignificant outer disciple.

He understands, but so what?

He wants to catch up with him, catch him, protect him, even... Possess him.

He began to practice like crazy. He practiced the mental method a thousand times when others practiced it a hundred times; he practiced the sword style ten thousand times when others practiced it a thousand times.

Even if his head was bleeding, even if his body was covered in cuts and bruises, he just wanted to get closer to this person, and even closer...

During that period of time, it was as if he had opened his mind, and his cultivation had grown astonishingly. He was able to break out of the siege at the age of 15 and became the third inner disciple of Daoist Changyuan.

With the same identity as this person, the moment Wei Yaoshuo stood beside him, the world of Wei Yaoshuo was filled with light.

However, just as Wei Yaoshuo kept his eyes on this person for a moment, what was reflected in those bright black eyes full of aura was the shadow of another person.

When he realized this, he was going crazy with jealousy.

But what can he do?He is the best junior in his eyes, the most obedient and the most sensible junior that he loves—after taking off the layer of "junior", what identity can he use to continue to stay in this person's heart ?

He can only keep getting stronger for him, and keep chasing after the elder brother in order to make him look at him.

He buried the jealousy that was smoldering like a furnace in his heart, suppressed all the dirty desires, put on the gentlest mask, and became the best junior in this person's heart.

Of course, he was not willing to give up, just because he was confident.He was not in a hurry, because he knew that the senior brother loved their junior junior sister.

He looked at this person's lonely expression when he was in love with his elder brother, he felt distressed and pityed him, but he couldn't stop the distorted pleasure from the depths of his heart.

"Turn around and look at me, brother."

"Look at me, brother."

God knows how obsessed he is with those gazes.

He treats him in every possible way, and he feels that he will get it one day.

But he found he was wrong.

Ten years ago, this man became a demon.To be precise, he was a demon in the first place, and he became a monk because of the elder brother.

On the day this person left the Ritian Sect to return to the Demon Realm, he chased after him without saying a word.

The moment he stepped into the Demon Realm, he saw the endless demonic energy absorbed into his dantian, and his own cultivation was greatly increased, then he realized——

It turned out that he also had the blood of the demon clan, just like him.

He finally knew why it was difficult for him to cultivate in the first place, it was only because anyone who is a demon cannot be without obsession.

He was so excited that he even felt that this was a kind of destiny.

Wei Yaoshuo knew that his junior sister was not his victim. He is so kind and easy to soften his heart, so how could he do such a thing.

But he still chose to keep silent, just smiled and watched the senior brother hate him to the bone, and the two turned against each other.

He declared retreat as Wei Yaoshuo, and concealed his identity. He went on a killing spree in the demonic realm where the strong prey on the weak, stepping on countless corpses, and walked to a place very close to this person step by step.

In the world of demons, the strong are respected, and there are also ranks.It took him eight years to become the lord of the Demon Realm, and he was willing to be his sword, to be used by him alone.In the ninth year, he helped him become a demon king.

In the tenth year, just when Wei Yaoshuo thought he could use this method to slowly possess this person, he found out that he was wrong again.

How wrong!

It turns out that he loves senior brother so much, even at the expense of his own life!

That day, when he rescued him from the cliff when he was dying, Wei Yaoshuo smiled with a hurricane raging in his eyes.

There is no next time.He swore to himself.

In this world, there is no such thing as the best junior.

This person belongs to him, everything about this person is his!

Bind him!tie him up!Imprison him!Break his legs - anything!

He would never want to leave his side again!

In Ling Yunfeng's cabin, Wei Yaoshuo hugged the person in his arms for a long time, and this person had already fallen into a deep sleep because of Wei Yaoshuo's technique.

Wei Yaoshuo picked up Mi Dao horizontally, sent him back to the bed, knelt down on one knee, and took off his shoes and socks for him.Wei Yaoshuo then got up, covered him with the quilt, looked at him for a long time, bent down, and kissed him lightly on the forehead:

"Senior Brother, Ah Shuo will take you home after the demons have wiped out this place."

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In the early morning, the chirping of birds drifted into the window sill, mixed with a system prompt:

"Ding! The host's HP has recovered to 100%, and the passive skill is triggered: Demon Venerable, automatically clearing all negative states."

Rice opened her eyes.

Mi Dao: "Total, tell me the time?"

System: "...beep! It's game time: 6:6 am on the 06th day of the hidden plot line."

Mi Dao: "Hey, 666."

system:"……"

Mi Dao sat up from the bed, looked around, and found that Wei Yaoshuo was not there.

Looking at the neatly placed clothes, shoes and socks beside the bed, he was quiet for two seconds, squinted his eyes and touched his chin and asked, "Tong, if I run away again, will Wei Yaoshuo pack it up and put it back on the bed?" Come?"

The system said flatly, "No."

Mi Dao was shocked: "You actually believe me so much! I, I'm so touched!"

The system continued to say calmly: "You will only be pushed back on the bed after being decompressed by him."

Rice: "...666."