My master is obedient and soft

Zheqing's hands were still tightly tied behind his back by the fairy rope, he couldn't move, but Lingyin raised his leg to press against his back, and he yelled at Lingyin: "Lingyin! Are you so ignorant of old feelings? Is this how you treat me?!"

He hoarse: "Don't make me hate you!"

Lingyin looked at Zheqing, who was constantly struggling and trying to get out of his control. He squinted and said, "I advise you to save your energy."

"Don't expect Wen Yuan to come and save you, he's in danger himself, not to mention whether it's life or death, your life is up to me!"

When Zheqing heard Wen Yuan's name, he immediately became excited: "Wen Yuan? What did you do to Wen Yuan! If you dare to touch him, Zheqing will never end with you!"

Lingyin laughed loudly, his face full of ridicule for his overthinking, he leaned over and squeezed Zheqing's cheek, lifted it up, leaned in front of him, and said loudly: "Why don't I dare, why don't I dare?" ?! This illusion is dominated by me, if I let him die, he will never get out alive!"

"You...you..." Zheqing gritted his teeth, unable to speak a complete sentence under the rage.

With frivolity in Lingyin's eyes, he let go of his hand, looked at the red mark on Zheqing's face and smiled and said, "Why don't you take the initiative, I'm comfortable with you serving me, maybe I'll make it easier for us after so many years For the sake of letting go of Wen Yuan's life."

"How about it, what do you think?"

Zheqing: "You are dreaming..."

"Then since you're so uncooperative..." Lingyin said helplessly, "Wen Yuan has no choice but to die."

"you……"

Lingyin raised her eyebrows: "Huh?"

Zheqing was panting heavily, the fairy rope was too tight for him, he felt that his bones were about to break: "Okay... I promise you."

"Okay, that's what makes sense."

Lingyin patted his face, showing no sense of respect for others. He tore Zheqing's bright red wedding dress into a mess a few times. A treacherous look appeared.

Zheqing finally calmed down his voice, and seemed much more rational: "If you don't untie the rope for me, how can I serve you?"

"Hahahaha, you think I'm stupid, huh?" Lingyin didn't listen to him, he smiled, "It's okay, you don't need to use your hands."

Looking at Zheqing's ruddy lips, he had other thoughts. He reached out his hand to gently wipe it on, but Zheqing turned his head away in disgust.

Lingyin paused, straightened up and said to Zheqing in a deep voice, "I knew it was impossible for you to agree to me. You want to lie to me, thinking that I don't know you yet?"

"This illusion won't last long, so what if it's a Demon Lord, once the time is up, this place will be Wen Yuan's burial place."

"As for you, if you follow me today, you will be mine. If I am in a good mood, I will treat you well."

Zheqing spat on Lingyin's face: "I, Zheqing, never would have imagined that you, Lingyin, are such a person! Back then, I thought I believed you, understood you, and we were each other's bosom friends, but I didn't expect you to have such a dirty mind. For so many years, he has been lurking by my side with a false face, defrauding my trust...it is not as good as a beast!"

"Yeah, I'm not as good as a beast, so now, I'll let you experience it firsthand." Lingyin smiled ferociously, and he slowly unbuttoned his clothes in front of Zheqing, the crimson robe fell to the ground layer by layer, revealing Strong chest.

"Zheqing..." Lingyin leaned over and pressed him, "I'm no worse than your apprentice."

"Do not touch me!"

"You..." Lingyin just wanted to raise his hand to hit him, when the door of the room was suddenly opened with a "bang".

The crimson sword light came through the wind, and countless afterimages rushed to the eyes with the sword body in an instant. Lingyin turned over and fell to the ground but was still unable to dodge in time, and his face was scratched.

Lingyin stretched out his hand to wipe it, the blood on the palm reminded how murderous the person in front of him was at this moment, but he didn't see any fear, instead he said to Wen Yuan who rushed into the room: "I didn't expect that, what a fate! , let you find it here."

It was Wen Yuan who came in. He stepped onto the bed a few steps, looked at Zheqing who was disheveled and tied up, his eyes were red with anger, and the magic seal on his forehead slowly emerged, he carefully gave Zheqing Gather up the clothes, then pick up the sword and slash at Lingyin.

Before, Wen Yuan stumbled and stumbled in the illusion, and seeing that the illusion he was in was about to collapse completely, he still couldn't find Zheqing, but at this moment, he seemed to have a telepathy suddenly, and there seemed to be something attracting him in the dark. He, let him follow that strange force to find where Zheqing and Lingyin are.

Fortunately, he came in time, if he was one step later, Zheqing would be defiled by this bastard!

Wen Yuan didn't care about anything else, he was so angry right now, remembering the scene when he just kicked open the door, he was almost burnt out of his mind, at this moment he wanted to kill Lingyin, a son of a bitch, to vent his anger!

Is this fucking human?Zheqing makes friends like this? !

The Chixiao Sword struck towards Lingyin fiercely, the sword directly hit the vital points, and the moves were so fast that people were dazzled. Wen Yuan is the current Lord of the Demon Realm, and his profound mana and cultivation are not something ordinary people can match.

After a few tricks, Lingyin was at a disadvantage. He lost his composure rarely, and cursed at Wenyuan: "Bad things!"

Wen Yuan took advantage of his inattention and kicked Lingyin hard on the chest, kicking him far away, hitting the pillar, and then the Chixiao sword volleyed in the air: "Die!"

Seeing that the Chixiao sword was about to pierce Lingyin's body, he simply stopped hiding, and laughed loudly facing the sword point: "If you kill me, don't come up with this illusion, you and Zheqing will die here together Hahahaha..."

At the very moment, Wen Yuan's sword came to a sudden stop, and it took him a lot of effort to control the sword and kill Lingyin. Wen Yuan pulled his collar and lifted Lingyin up like a chicken: " Say, how do you get out of the illusion, I will spare you from dying."

"Okay, come here, I'll tell you..." Lingyin was still laughing, he grabbed Wen Yuan's hand and stretched his neck to get closer to him, but Wen Yuan dodged him in disgust, and a terrible gurgling sound came from his throat , suddenly whispered: "I want to leave here, in my next life hahahaha..."

Wen Yuan was startled suddenly, and saw that Lingyin, who was still being carried by his collar, suddenly turned into a wisp of green smoke and drifted away in his hand.

Wen Yuan's heart sank, and he suddenly realized that this illusion was created by Lingyin, and it was very easy for him to change his form here and come and go freely.

He looked serious and careless.

Wen Yuan quickly returned to Zheqing's side, only to see that Zheqing's cheeks were rosy, his eyes were blurred, and he was biting his lips tightly.

Wen Yuan hurriedly used the Chixiao Sword to carefully cut the rope binding Zheqing's wrist, and asked nervously, "Master? What's wrong with you?"

Zheqing looked past him at the two glasses of wine on the table, one of which was already empty.

"What did he give you to drink?!"

Zheqing shook his head: "It should be just a drug for fun," he looked at the real Wen Yuan, smiled at Wen Yuan while enduring the heat in his body, and comforted him: "It's okay."

"A Yuan, where did you go, were you injured?"

Wen Yuan rubbed Zheqing's bruised wrist, which was bound by the fairy rope, and said with distress: "I am not injured, Master, I went to another completely different illusion, where I saw..."

Zheqing: "What did you see?"

Wen Yuan paused, and it suddenly occurred to him at this moment that Zheqing never told him a single word about what happened 300 years ago, what he did for him never wanted Wen Yuan to know.

This made Wen Yuan feel very sad, so he shook his head: "...it's nothing, I'll talk to Master after I get out."

Zheqing breathed a sigh of relief: "As long as you are fine."

While the two were talking, the festively arranged wedding room was slowly disappearing, and the bright red color that was originally bright and beautiful gradually dimmed, and then was quietly covered by darkness.

First the roof, and then spread down inch by inch.

Wen Yuan's eyes sank: "Master, the most urgent thing now is to get out of this illusion."

He floated up Zheqing, and found that Zheqing's footsteps were weak, and his whole body was limp and powerless, thinking that the medicinal wine was too powerful, Wen Yuan asked, "Can I still walk?"

Zheqing settled down: "It's okay, let's go, let's get out of here first."

But looking at the pitch-black space in front of him, a sense of fear slowly engulfed Zheqing's heart. He tugged at Wen Yuan's sleeve and said, "Ah Yuan...do you have a solution?"

For some reason, with Wen Yuan standing beside him at this time, his originally worried and fearful emotions were soothed.

Wen Yuan looked at the master who was still wearing a red wedding dress beside him. He was busy dealing with Lingyin just now and hadn't taken a closer look. After a closer look, the master was wearing red, but he did not expect it to be so dazzling. It was a kind of Both voluptuous and noble feelings are integrated together, but there is no sense of disobedience on him.

How can such a dazzling master be seen by others.

Wen Yuan felt warm in his heart, he grabbed Zhe Qing's hand hanging by his side, and interlocked his fingers. At this moment when the illusion was collapsing and the two were in danger, he unexpectedly had other thoughts inappropriately.

If in the future, Shizun can also marry him wearing such bright clothes, interlocking with him like today, and be his person for the rest of his life, that would be great.

Wen Yuan looked at the bronze mirror in the distance, where the two figures standing together were reflected, they were so well matched, like a pair of people.

It's just that Master... Wen Yuan thought, maybe such a beautiful dream-like scene was just his wishful thinking.

At this time, Zheqing suddenly said: "By the way, Qingli is still in the illusion, I don't know where she is now."

Only then did Wen Yuan suddenly realize that Qing Li had also strayed into the illusion set up by Lingyin, and along the way, he and Zhe Qing did not see the shadow of the cat.

Where is he now?

Zhe Qing frowned and said, "What should we do, let's go find Qing Li."

"But the illusion is about to collapse..." Wen Yuan said.

If they don't get out, they are likely to be trapped inside forever.

Zheqing looked very anxious, Wen Yuan thought for a few seconds, but suddenly let go of Zheqing's hand, held his shoulders and made him face him.

Wen Yuan looked into Zheqing's eyes and said to him seriously: "Master, I am very selfish. I don't care about anything in this world except you. Sorry, I really can't risk your life."

Zheqing hesitated, "But..."

Wen Yuan said: "The illusion is about to collapse, let's go out first, and then look for Qingli."

Zheqing finally nodded.Wen Yuanfu held his hand, and he took out the well-protected jade bracelet from his bosom, put it on Zheqing's wrist, and said with a smile: "Master must hold me tight this time. "