you look delicious

This "I don't", seemed to be Cheng Yi acting like a baby in a trance, Ye Zhiwen's tone softened: "I can help you suppress your inner demons, trust me."

"Yes, of course I believe it, but I'm not a fool. After finally getting out, I will obediently ask you to seal me back? Am I crazy?"

Ye Zhiwen's grip became tighter and tighter. Cheng Wuyan wanted to pull his hand away but the opponent didn't move at all. There was a trace of panic in his originally calm heart. With his current strength, he was no match for Ye Zhiwen at all.

Why hasn't that half-demon come back yet?

If Ye Zhiwen forcibly took him away, the puppet downstairs probably wouldn't be able to stop him.

... Panic!

"It's rare for distinguished guests to condescend to come here, and they don't say hello in advance. It's really sad that I didn't make preparations to welcome them earlier."

Gu Nianyan's voice suddenly appeared, and he was heard before he was seen. In the next second, there was another person between Cheng Wuyan and Ye Zhiwen, who easily rescued Cheng Wuyan's hand from Ye Zhiwen's imprisonment.

Cheng Wuyan rubbed his wrist that hurt from being scratched, stepped back a few steps away from Ye Zhiwen, and also away from Gu Nianyan: "Talk slowly, I'm tired."

He wanted to leave, but he was stopped by Ye Zhiwen, and even Gu Nianyan didn't intend to let him go. Cheng Wuyan asked Gu Nianyan what he meant with his eyes, and got a silent answer of "Don't leave me alone to deal with him" reply.

With a cold face, he sat on the side seat, took a sip of the wine he didn't drink just now, and cursed Gu Nianyan silently in his heart.

Ye Zhiwen always pays attention to Cheng Wuyan's movements: "Xiao Yi has been chatting here for a long time, I should pick him up."

Hearing what Ye Zhiwen said, Cheng Wuyan couldn't help but retort: ​​"I'm not."

Gu Nianyan smiled and said: "It seems that my guest is not the person you are looking for. The world is so big, there are always one or two people who look similar but have nothing to do with each other, right, Master Dao."

Ye Zhiwen still had that slightly indifferent expressionless face, and did not respond to Gu Nianyan's words. Gu Nianyan smiled helplessly, and continued to talk nonsense in a serious manner: "The Taoist priest must have admitted the wrong person, he..."

Gu Nianyan wanted to call out Cheng Wuyan's name, but found that he still didn't know the name of the other party. After hesitating for a few seconds, "Since I said no, why should the Taoist insist? Now is not the past. You can't follow me in broad daylight." This is a forced abduction."

Ye Zhiwen was shocked by the brazenness of Gu Nianyan's words, his eyes showed surprise, but only for a moment.

How did Gu Nianyan know that Cheng Wuyan was the young man who took people away from Ye Zhiwen's eyes in broad daylight, but how did Ye Zhiwen know that Gu Nianyan didn't.

The two looked at each other, smiled and remained silent, each with their own thoughts.

The final result was just as Gu Nianyan said, Ye Zhiwen couldn't take people away forcibly like a boy, and could only leave temporarily.

The powerful aura that cannot be ignored finally disappeared, Cheng Wuyan heaved a sigh of relief, and asked Gu Nianyan, "Where is the first day of the junior high school?"

Gu Nianyan knew that "Junior Day" was the boy's pseudonym in the human world: "He asked me to tell you that he is busy working on your affairs, and you will be able to leave soon."

Cheng Wuyan calmed down and nodded.

Gu Nianyan sensed that Ye Zhiwen had indeed left and did not stay nearby, and seeing Cheng Wuyan's figure disappearing in front of the wall, he had some suspicions in his heart.

He doesn't know Cheng Wuyan, but he can't help but know Ye Zhiwen. It can be said that eight out of ten of all the monsters and alien races around here must know Ye Zhiwen, and the other two... must be two idiots who secretly left home and didn't know the dangers of the human world.

If the person the boy left behind had something to do with Ye Zhiwen, all this would become intriguing, and at the same time, he would be even more curious about Cheng Wuyan's identity.

Ye Zhiwen came out of the bookstore, walked straight to the opposite side of the road, stopped at the turn, and his eyes fell on a man who had lost his soul. He took a last look at the bookstore with concern, knowing in his heart that this was not his business, and he laughed at himself helplessly Smile and leave.

The man who lost his soul was none other than Mu Silu.

He originally thought that his life with Yang Weijing would be on the right track from now on and make up for everything before, but he didn't want to, except for the sweetness in the first few days, later Yang Weijing became more and more indifferent to him, and his emotions became a little uncontrollable. Waking up in the middle of the night by Yang Weijing's screams, what he saw was the frightened expression full of tears.

Yang Weijing seemed to be tormented by the nightmare of his previous life, and Mu Silu was worried, but there was nothing he could do.

All this will pass, it's just that the reincarnated Lu Wan can't bear the memories of his previous life for the time being, Mu Silu feels that as long as Lu Wan is given a little more time, he will naturally return to normal.

The beautiful fantasies were all shattered two hours ago, leaving only an empty body.

Two hours ago, Yang Weijing called him and asked him to go home. His voice was flat and weak, and he couldn't hear anything unusual. Mu Silu thought he was bored at home, so he hurried home without thinking too much. As soon as he entered the door, he saw Yang Weijing sitting On the sofa, next to the packed luggage.

After a pause, I have already found a good reason for this scene: "Do you want to travel and relax?"

Yang Weijing, who was sitting there expressionlessly, had a mocking look on his face when he heard this. When Mu Silu sat next to him and wanted to hug him, he showed obvious resistance and pushed him aside: " do not do that."

Mu Silu let go of his hand immediately: "Okay, okay, I won't touch you."

Yang Weijing sat aside, his eyes drifted away: "I have something to tell you, you promise me first."

"... promise what?"

"You promise first! I'll tell you what it is."

Mu Silu finally felt strange, he was too unprincipled in front of Yang Weijing, he hesitated a few times and chose to follow Yang Weijing's wishes: "Okay, I promise, now you can talk."

Yang Weijing breathed a sigh of relief, and said slowly, "I want to move out."

Mu Silu exploded instantly: "Didn't you just move in not long ago!" Immediately realized that he was too excited

Yang Weijing looked away: "I'm not used to living here."

"Didn't I change all the rooms at home according to your original room, why are you still not used to living in it? If you think something is wrong, I will change it again."

Yang Weijing showed an impatient expression, and muttered something in a low voice.

——"It would be fine without you..."

Yang Weijing didn't hear clearly.

Mu Silu wanted to say something else, but Yang Weijing suddenly got up and went straight to the suitcase: "You have already agreed, don't try to backtrack."

Mu Silu still wanted to keep him, but Yang Weijing took a big step away from him in an instant, holding the luggage handle tightly, staring at Mu Silu's movements, as if he was afraid that he would approach.

Mu Silu was deeply hurt by such an attitude of guarding against himself. He froze on the spot, wanting to get closer but dared not approach. Even though the distance between them was only a few meters, he felt as if they were separated by a piece of sea, the other shore that he couldn't reach.

The two of them stood in a stalemate for a while, the silence of the air made the passage of time longer, and in the end, Yang Weijing seemed to escape from the mouth of a tiger, and left the house without looking back.

...Perhaps, in his eyes, it was just a cage.

Mu Silu watched Yang Weijing leave, and kept watching, with a trace of expectation in his heart, hoping that Yang Weijing would come back, even if he turned around and looked at him again.

From the beginning to the end, Yang Weijing never looked back.

Mu Silu was desperate.

After reading Mu Silu's memory, Gu Nianyan couldn't help but touch his forehead. This result was far from what he expected. Logically speaking, it shouldn't be like this. What went wrong?

Gu Nianyan appeased Mu Silu temporarily: "You stay here, I will go to see him, maybe I can find out the crux of the matter."

Hearing Gu Nianyan say to help him solve the problem, Mu Silu's eyes lighted up again, and he said the first sentence after coming to the bookstore this time: "Is it one of the wishes?"

Gu Nianyan replied: "No need."

These days, he is busy with other things, and has no time to pay attention to the development of Mu Silu, which led to the current situation, and he is also responsible for it.

An Wenqing looked at Gu Nianyan's leaving back, turned her head and glanced upstairs, the inexplicable uneasiness spread in the left chest, bringing the illusion of suffocation as if she couldn't breathe.

He lowered his head in doubt, and looked at his chest in puzzlement, the place that should have been empty.

Not long after Gu Nianyan went out, An Wenqing stood up and was about to tidy up the messy books in the store. The moment he turned his back, he felt something strange. He turned to the door and met the gaze of the last person.

——It’s this kind of familiar feeling that seems familiar but can’t be put into words.

The man didn't stay long, as if the eye contact just now was just a coincidence, and disappeared in the flow of people outside the store in a blink of an eye.

An Wenqing blinked, and when he came back to his senses, the color in the depths of his pupils dimmed, returning to his usual indifference, and turned around dully to continue what he had just unfinished.

Gu Nianyan, who had already gone far away, was naturally unaware of this seemingly unremarkable incident in the store. He was rushing to Yang Weijing's side, wanting to observe it closely.

Without waiting for him to approach, he only saw Yang Weijing's current situation from a distance, Gu Nianyan couldn't help but roll his eyes lightly, feeling extremely annoyed and helpless in his heart.

Why do those two people love to make troubles so much? The key is to keep silent after finishing the work, and let themselves clean up the mess unprepared.

He was surprised that the future development of Yang Weijing and Mu Silu was apparently quite harmonious when he spied it before, but why he fell apart like this after not paying attention to it for a while, and it really could not be separated from the "credit" of his good master.

Yang Weijing's body was covered with the demonic energy that Gu Nianyan was very familiar with, most of it was not pure, it was not from the hand of Chu Yi, but more like... Cheng Wuyan's handwriting.

However, for no reason, why did Cheng Wuyan torture Yang Weijing? Is there any connection between them?