My master is obedient and soft

Vendors, yelling, hawking, people coming and going on the street are busy with their own affairs.

"This is..." Zheqing said, "The mortal world?"

Wen Yuan nodded.

"Why did I come to the mortal world? I thought that the illusion would be a dangerous place."

Wen Yuan said: "I don't know either. Anyway, all of this should be controlled by Lingyin. What we see now should be what he wants us to see."

"Is it the Kunlun Secret Mirror? If he wants to manipulate all this, the Kunlun Secret Mirror should be the most convenient."

"Maybe."

Zheqing said suspiciously: "But I still can't figure out why he would do this."

At this time, Zheqing's hand was still tightly gripped by Wen Yuan, and Zheqing even felt a little pain from his grip, but he didn't say anything, didn't withdraw his hand, and let Wen Yuan pull him.

He heard Wen Yuan say: "We don't know what everyone is thinking. If we can peek into a person's heart and know his motives, then many things will be solved."

"Lingyin seems to be out of good intentions, but he has a ulterior motive to take you away from the nightmare domain. Who knows what he is going to do."

"However, master, don't be afraid. I'm by your side, and I won't let anyone have a chance to hurt you."

Zheqing felt warm in his heart, even though he was in deep danger and didn't know what he was about to face, but at this moment he felt that with Wen Yuan, no matter what happened, he would be happy.

"I have already destroyed the spells that Lingyin set on the jade bracelet. Now, as long as Master wears it, I will find you whether you go to the poor jade or go to the underworld."

Zheqing felt sour, he interrupted Wen Yuan: "What are you talking about, you don't need to look for me again, I won't put myself in danger, and... I can also protect myself."

"Okay, Master is the most powerful," Wen Yuan laughed loudly, "Let's walk along the street first, and see if we can find a way to get out from here."

But what is surprising is that the two of them belonged to the street scene of the airborne, and they talked and laughed a lot, and their clothes were quite different from ordinary people. However, no one on the street looked back at them, as if the two People don't exist at all.

"Is this an illusion? It seems that those pedestrians can't see us at all."

The two walked slowly along the street. The scene presented by this illusion was just an ordinary street scene in the mortal world, and it seemed that there was nothing special about it.

The two passed by a jewelry stall, the stall owner was an old woman, Zheqing approached to take a look, saw a jade bracelet, he compared it with the one Wen Yuan gave him in his hand, and found that it was still Wen Yuan's jade bracelet. Yuan gave him a good look.

The old woman couldn't see them either, and yelled at the pedestrians alone.

Wen Yuan leaned over: "Master likes it?"

Zheqing shook his head.

He raised his hand and showed Wen Yuan the jade bracelet on his wrist: "I like the one you gave me."

Zheqing smiled very gently, which made Wen Yuan stunned for a moment. The two of them don't know where they are now, but it seems that they really just went to the mortal world for a while.

Suddenly, there was a burst of screaming and roaring from the alley in the distance.

Wen Yuan and Zhe Qing looked at each other and said at the same time: "Go and see."

They walked quickly to the corner of the street, Wen Yuan walked in front of Zheqing, but when he just turned around the alley, his footsteps stopped, and Zheqing who was following behind him almost bumped into his back.

"What's wrong?" Zheqing asked.

But Wen Yuan suddenly turned around, and then lightly covered Zheqing's eyes with a hand, Zheqing's eyes suddenly fell into darkness, only a few gleams of light were left between his fingers.

Wen Yuan said: "Don't look..."

The eyelashes under his palms trembled slightly, and Wen Yuan's palms were itchy.

Zheqing was a little puzzled, but heard Wen Yuan repeat again, "Master, don't look." There was an unquestionable feeling in this voice, Zheqing paused, and let Wen Yuan cover his eyes with his hands The line of sight obediently did not move.

The sight is invisible, but the hearing is still very clear. Zheqing heard the sound of clothes being torn, and a young man's desperate cry and plea for help, as well as the sound of body collisions. It seemed that there was a stick or something else. With one blow, a group of men cursed and shouted... After a long time, the young man gradually lost his voice.

Zheqing's hands became cold, as if he realized what was going on.

He knew that they were in an illusion now, and it was impossible to know whether what was happening in front of them was true or not. Moreover, others could not see them at all, and they could not do anything.

But he begged Wen Yuan: "A Yuan, put your hands down..."

The hand hesitated, and finally let it go.

So Zheqing saw a tragic scene that he might never forget in this life: It was a young man, who looked quite handsome, but he was tortured to death by a group of people in an empty alley.

"Ling Xiao!!!"

Zheqing and Wen Yuan suddenly heard a familiar voice, they turned their heads in astonishment, and saw Venerable Tanshu in mortal attire yelling at them.

Zheqing had never seen Tan Shu like this before, his eyes were red, his eyes were wide open, and his desperate cries made people tremble with fear.

Tan Shu ran towards Ling Xiao, passed by Zheqing and Wen Yuan, but passed through them, as if they were transparent people.

Wen Yuan hugged Zheqing in his arms, and pressed his head on his chest, Zheqing heard a deep voice in his chest: "Master, don't look."

Zheqing witnessed Tan Shu hugging the fallen man and crying frantically, he couldn't do anything, in the end, he watched the crazy Tan Shu kill all the mortals who bullied Ling Xiao.

Zheqing's voice was choked with sobs: "Why is this..."

"It's okay, it's okay..." Wen Yuan kept stroking his hair lightly to comfort Zheqing and said, "Everyone has suffered unknown pains, this is already a thing of the past, now Tanshu is the venerable in the fairy world , It’s all over, it’s all over.”

But Wen Yuan's head felt a little aching at this time for some reason, it was very uncomfortable, as if something was desperately digging into the bone crevice, he endured it, after all Zheqing's mood is not good now, he doesn't want to let Zheqing saw his anomaly, one of the two of them had to stay awake all the time in the illusion.

Wen Yuan gritted his teeth and endured it for a while before he finally felt a little better. He couldn't tell why, since seeing the scene in front of him, he had a headache as if he had been awakened. He didn't tell Zheqing, fearing that he would Worry.

Wen Yuan hugged Zheqing with one hand, and gently pressed his forehead with the other hand to suppress the headache that had no symptoms. He scanned the surrounding environment vigilantly, and a strange feeling came to his mind.

He looked down at Zheqing in his arms, Zheqing didn't know what was wrong, maybe the scene just happened had too much impact on him, and he couldn't take it anymore, Zheqing cried and twitched in his arms , Gradually, I felt a bit heart-piercing.

Wen Yuan felt a little regretful, he shouldn't have put his hand down just now, and shouldn't have made Zheqing sad.

Wen Yuan gently shook Zheqing's shoulder: "Master? Don't cry, it's all fake. I'm still here, okay?"

He carefully coaxed the person in his arms, and finally saw the thin shoulders stop shaking.

Zheqing raised his head from his embrace, Wen Yuan's pupils suddenly constricted!

I saw strands of bright red blood continuously flowing down from Zheqing's eyes, he was still crying, but crying silently, what flowed was not tears, but blood all over his face.

Wen Yuan's hands were shaking: "Zheqing..."

At the same time, he suddenly felt a chill in his chest.

Wen Yuan lowered his head slowly, and saw a dagger deeply inserted into his body, and the master in front of him suddenly laughed wildly, those white and slender hands that used to be all stained with blood now, Zheqing held the dagger tightly, and spun and pierced Wen Yuan's body frantically, the cry from his mouth was not human-like: "Why don't you die! Why didn't you die! I will kill you all Light! Kill them all! I want to destroy the Three Realms, and I want to destroy this world with my own hands!"

"Zhe Qing!!!"

Wen Yuan yelled at him, grabbed the dagger and sucked it from his body without hesitation, bleeding profusely in an instant, he grabbed Zheqing's hand in an attempt to regain his reason: "Zheqing! Master! "

"Hahahahahaha..."

"Master, Master..." Wen Yuan held Zhe Qing's shoulders and shouted in a broken voice, "It's me, I'm A Yuan!"

However, Zheqing acted as if he couldn't hear him. He waved the dagger indiscriminately and stabbed Wen Yuan. Still irrational.

Gradually, Wen Yuan gradually calmed down.

wrong.

Zheqing will not do this.

Something has been wrong since just now, no matter how weak Zheqing is, he will not cry like that, his chest is wet from his crying, this happened to an irrelevant person, how could he empathize like this?

Wen Yuan's eyes gradually turned cold, and Zheqing in front of him was still mad, his hair was disheveled and his face was covered with blood, his hoarse shouts were extremely piercing, and his appearance was extremely terrifying.It's like being bent over by someone, or...

Wen Yuan thought of something, and his heart sank to the bottom of the valley in an instant.

He took two steps back, summoned the Chixiao Sword, the hunting sword was shining red, Wen Yuan stuck to the sword and mercilessly inserted the long sword into the body of the person in front of him!

Zheqing in front of him stopped suddenly, with a gurgling sound from his mouth, a mouthful of blood gushed out of his mouth, and then, his body suddenly turned into a wisp of green smoke and slowly dissipated, leaving nothing behind.

This is not Zheqing at all!

Wen Yuan withdrew his long sword, stepped forward to pick up the jade bracelet that fell on the ground and looked carefully, his expression gradually became serious.

The bracelet was given to him by Wen Yuan, but the person is fake.

When exactly... Wen Yuan was so ignorant that he didn't notice that the real Zheqing was not by his side at all!

The belated consciousness made him feel cold all over. What's going on, which Zheqing is real and which is fake, the two of them have been together all this time, when did the people around him disappear?

Is the person who just passed by the booth and smiled at him with a jade bracelet really Zheqing?Going forward in time, is it Zheqing who is in that mountain hut?

Wen Yuan was in a state of confusion, and a sense of panic that went deep into his bones swept him instantly. He held the jade bracelet and shouted to the surroundings of the illusion, "Master! Master! Zheqing, where are you?"

No one answered, and no one even saw him. Tan Shu in the picture and Wen Yuan in the illusion, at this moment, the mood of despair is exactly the same.

No, no, Wen Yuan managed to stabilize his mind, his temples began to throb again, his eyes narrowed due to the headache.

The reason why the illusion is called illusion is because it is false. If you take it as real, you will fall into it. If it is serious, you will even be trapped in the environment forever and never come out.

The Chixiao Sword buzzed in Wen Yuan's hand, as if he also sensed the abnormality here, Wen Yuan put away the sword and put the jade bracelet into his arms carefully.

It seems that he and Zheqing have completely separated.

In Wen Yuan's eyes, strong devilish energy rose, his eyes were red, and the devil's mark on his forehead was faintly visible. This is a sign of his anger... Lingyin, Lingyin, what exactly does he want? !

at the same time

Zheqing opened his eyes, he had been holding Wen Yuan's hand tightly since he first entered the illusion, and never let go.

The gust of wind in my ears stopped, and what appeared in front of me was festive red.

It is a bedroom.

The red mattress is covered with melons and fruits, the red curtains are hung all over the room, the red gauze hangs down, and the fluttering whole bed is decorated like a dream, and there are two wine glasses on the table. , put together.

Zheqing looked at the attire in this room in surprise: "This is... a wedding room?"

Why do illusions appear here?

He took Wenyuan's hand: "Ah Yuan."

Zheqing turned her head, and suddenly found that Wen Yuan, who was holding his hand, was wearing a crimson wedding dress, smiling gently at him.

Zheqing was stunned for a moment, he had never seen Wen Yuan dressed like this before, in his memory, it was the first time for Wen Yuan to wear red, but he didn't expect it to suit him like this, his whole person made him handsome and handsome, with picturesque features.

Zheqing suddenly thought of something, he looked down, and saw that he was also wearing a red wedding dress. The wedding dress was men's style, without too many decorations, with a piece of beautiful jade around his waist, simple yet elegant.

"We..." Zheqing was a little embarrassed: "What should we do now?"

Unexpectedly, Wen Yuan suddenly turned around and held Zheqing's two hands, his eyes were soft and his voice was gentle and tender, full of demagogic flavor.

He said, "Master, let's get married."

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The time is quiet, and the candle shadow is red, reflecting Wen Yuan's gentle and tender eyes.

That Lord of the Demon Realm, who is frightening to the outside world just by his name, is as soft and non-aggressive as a handful of spring water, and Zheqing's figure is reflected in those eyes, as gentle as if he wants to drown someone .

What touches people the most is often not the beautiful love words, but the sudden deep affection at this moment, abandoning the identity and forgetting the past.

Zhe Qing stared at Wen Yuan blankly, his eyes were deep, as if he wanted to suck people in.

Zheqing's heart was pounding, and it would be a lie to say that his heart was not beating.

He couldn't refuse for a while when such a person uttered a life-long words in this kind of situation.

Wen Yuan repeated again: "Master, let's get married."

"I..." Zhe Qing was brought back to his senses by his voice, he hurriedly broke away from his hand, a suspicious blush appeared on his face: "No."

"Why, Master, you knew my intentions long ago." Wen Yuan brushed Zheqing's hair from his temples behind his ears, and said with a smile, "It's a good thing that there is no master-student relationship."

"What do you think? Does Master want me to wait another 300 years?"

As Wen Yuan said, he took a step forward, took Zhe Qing's hand and dragged him to the front, Wen Yuan held Zhe Qing's chin forcefully, and raised his head: "Master, don't reject me."

Zheqing's eyes flickered for a moment, in Wen Yuan's eyes, it seemed so alluring, Zheqing thought for a while, but unexpectedly agreed.

He nodded, gently took Wen Yuan's hand on his chin, separated his five fingers and clasped them together, Zheqing said: "Ah Yuan, as I said, I won't do it again." Leaving you."

Wen Yuan was overjoyed: "So Master is willing to marry me?"

Zheqing looked elsewhere: "Yes."

Unexpectedly, Wen Yuan picked up Zheqing and put him on the quilt bed. Zheqing's long black hair was scattered on the fiery red quilt, and his skin was set off to make him fairer. Wen Yuan's eyes turned red when he saw it.

He couldn't help answering: "Master..."

Zheqing propped up a hand to cover his chest: "Wait a minute..."

"Ok?"

"Why, you have to be taught by Master about this kind of thing?" Zheqing said with a smile, "Like a child, so impatient?"

Wen Yuan understood Zheqing's meaning, smiled clearly, and said with determination: "Master understands a lot."

"Okay, it's not too late."

Zheqing choked, but she didn't want to say anything.

"Master, you know, all the items in this illusion are fully prepared."

Zheqing: "What do you mean?"

Wen Yuan got off the bed with ease, then opened the drawer, and took out a bunch of weird things from it.

By candlelight, Zheqing glanced at it, and the corners of his mouth froze immediately.

Wen Yuan held a small porcelain bottle in his hand, he opened it and sniffed it, and then smiled mysteriously, Zheqing felt a chill blowing up his back as he smiled.Then Wen Yuan laid out the things he took out in a row, including red hemp ropes, jades of different thicknesses, and even a small black whip... Zheqing didn't know the others.

Wen Yuan said to himself: "Which one do you like, Master?"

...It doesn't have to be.

Wen Yuan dipped his fingers into the small porcelain bottle, looked at it carefully for a while under the candlelight, and said, "After I use it for you, Master will stop calling it painful..."

Before he finished speaking, a silver light flashed in Wen Yuan's eyes.

The piercing sword light pierced the wind, and the cold and sharp sword tip lifted the hanging veil and pierced towards his eyes without warning!

The sword tip was reflected in Wen Yuan's pupils and gradually condensed into a needle point. At the very moment, Wen Yuan narrowly dodged sideways. He turned around and kicked, and the table with a bunch of gadgets was kicked into the air by him. Then, the sharp sword pierced through the sandalwood case with a "click", and it was instantly torn apart in the air!

A puff of smoke and dust dispersed, and Zheqing touched the sword to the ground, and the hem of the red wedding dress drew a graceful arc with his movements.

Zheqing didn't stop at all, seeing that he missed the blow, he stabbed Wen Yuan with his sword again!

The two started fighting in a small room, the dust was flying, Zheqing's eyes completely lost the tenderness of Xu and the snake just now, every move of Zheqing stabbed at the vital point, Wen Yuan didn't have a weapon in his hand, so he took something beside him to resist , I didn't lose the wind for a while.

Gradually, Zheqing suddenly felt a little physically weak, and for a moment there was a short dizziness in front of his eyes. Taking advantage of this moment, Wen Yuan deliberately teased and said: "Who knows that Master's preferences are so different from ordinary people, Master It’s so beautiful but I didn’t expect it to be so violent, does it need a fight beforehand?”

Zheqing frowned and shouted sharply: "Shut up!"

Wen Yuan laughed loudly, stretched out two fingers to pinch Zheqing's sword edge.

He shook his head and said "tsk": "Beauty is so fierce, hurt me, what will happen to your happiness?"

Zheqing laughed angrily, but he suddenly found out that after yanking the sword in his hand twice, the blade was still tightly held by Wen Yuan's hands and did not move at all.

Could it be that he didn't go all out at all just now, but teased him like a cat catching a mouse?

"Yo, are you angry?"

Wen Yuan in front of him was still smiling, but the smile gradually turned cold, and finally turned into low and terrifying words: "Master is so misbehaving, he almost stabbed his apprentice, and we will punish Master well later."

Zheqing said coldly: "Lingyin, have you pretended enough?"

"Ah... I was discovered by the master," "Wen Yuan" said casually, and suddenly stepped up the offensive with his hands, and Zheqing, who was struck by the surging spiritual power, took several steps back.

"Okay, since that's the case, then I will..." "Wen Yuan" smiled, "I won't play with you anymore."

After a few tricks, "Wen Yuan" who was wearing a red wedding dress kicked Zheqing's wrist, and Zheqing's wrist hurt, and the Fuwei Sword immediately left his hand and fell to the ground with a bang.

At the same time, his neck was severely strangled by the person in front of him.

Zheqing's face flushed red because of his breathing being blocked for a moment, and he looked at Lingyin who still appeared in front of him with Wen Yuan's face with eyes full of hatred and incomprehension.

Lingyin smiled, and when Zheqing was about to suffocate, he took the red rope scattered on the ground during the fight just now and tied him tightly.

Zheqing gasped and stared at his movements.

Lingyin transformed, and Wen Yuan's face became his own.

He curiously asked Zheqing: "So, how did you recognize me?"

"When you start talking."

Lingyin remembered that it was when he said they were getting married.

Zheqing said: "Do you think you can be like him by pretending to be affectionate?"

"That's because I overestimated myself, but it doesn't matter, anyway, you are destined to be mine tonight."

Lingyin stretched out her hand and slowly caressed Zheqing's cheek, but when she just touched the delicate skin, Zheqing turned her head, and he missed it.

Zheqing said: "Why did you do this? When you took me out of the Nightmare Domain, I really believed that you had good intentions."

"Then what about our friendship for so many years? What is it?"

"What is your purpose, and who instructed you?"

"What is it that you live in seclusion and don't ask about world affairs, who is as indifferent as Ju Qianqian and a gentleman? Could it be that you have been pretending for so many years?!"

Zheqing looked into his eyes without any fear, he questioned, but his voice was hoarse.

Unexpectedly, Lingyin didn't want to say anything, he folded his arms and tilted his head: "No comment."

"I treat you as a friend and you actually want to fuck me..."

"Yes, that's right." Lingyin said, "I've been thinking about it for a long time."

Zheqing gritted her teeth and said, "You..."

"What's so good about that Wen Yuan, at most it's just a little more beautiful, but I'm not bad, why don't you follow me, let you experience the bliss in the world tonight."

"Heh," Zheqing smiled angrily, but cast her eyes provocatively, "Are you sure you can beat him?"

"You..." Lingyin was angry for a moment and then quickly calmed down, he said: "You still don't try to provoke me."

"I don't want to talk nonsense with you now," Lingyin said, "You should save your energy, Zheqing, don't try to escape, you only have [-]% of your cultivation right now, you can't beat me, and," Lingyin picked up The rope binding Zheqing's hands tightened suddenly, and Zheqing grunted in pain.

"What do you think is an ordinary rope? This is an immortal rope," Lingyin slowly approached Zheqing, his strange appearance was quite different from the previous image of a gentleman, and what he said was even more shocking: "You will serve me later. I'm comfortable, so I'll consider how to untie it for you?"

"roll……"

Lingyin's eyes turned cold, and she raised her hand to slap him, but she paused for a moment when her hand landed next to her cheek, and finally patted him gently on the face.

Lingyin took the wine she didn't drink before, squeezed Zheqing's face hard and forced him to swallow it.

"Cough, cough... what did you give me to drink?"

Lingyin smiled and said, "Give me a glass of wine. Why do you feel powerless and dizzy? Oh, yes, incense was burned beforehand in this illusion." Lingyin patted the dust on his body and took a good chair He sat up with his legs crossed, "Speak, tell me first, what's the matter with your cultivation base, I want to listen to the truth."

"If you find out that you are lying, I will take off one piece of your clothes. After you finish speaking quickly, we can get down to business. This illusion won't last long, so don't waste the beautiful scenery. If you don't obey, I still have medicinal wine here," Ling The tone of Yin Yin was deep and cold, and he completely changed a person, "Sooner or later, I will make you kneel and beg me to fuck you."

On the other side, Wen Yuan was like a headless fly in the mortal illusion. He almost walked all over the streets and alleys, shouting hoarsely: "Master——Master, where are you——"

At first, he held a glimmer of hope that Zheqing would also be in the same illusion with him, but gradually, he became a little desperate. Everyone here was in a hurry, and he was the only one who seemed to be wandering in place in the turbulent crowd.

Wen Yuan was tired from walking, he carefully took out the jade bracelet from his arms, gently stroked the smooth jade surface, and murmured: "Master, don't scare me..."

He really couldn't stand the feeling of losing Zheqing again.

The last time was 300 years ago. This time, this weightless panic once again made his heart hang in mid-air. It was like a nightmare repeating itself in a different environment.

Since just now, his head has been throbbing with pain. For some unknown reason, seeing the former Venerable Tanshu and his dead lover Ling Xiao, he seemed to be stimulated, as if something was about to break out of the ground. One side severely eroded his nerves.

As he walked, the people around him gradually disappeared.

Only then did Wen Yuan raise his head in a daze, and found that the scene in front of him had quietly changed at some point.