My master is obedient and soft

Lingyin has been imprisoned in a small side hall since she was escorted back to the Nightmare Realm.

When Zheqing went, he saw a lot of magic soldiers and generals guarding outside the side hall, all of them were ready to fight as if they were facing a big enemy.

Zheqing: "..." Those who didn't know thought it was guarding some big monster, who knew that a blind man was imprisoned inside.

Seeing Zheqing coming, the group of demon soldiers quickly put down the weapons in their hands and saluted him: "See Xianjun."

Zheqing: "Lingyin is inside?"

The leading demon general said: "Yes."

Zheqing took a step forward, making a gesture to go in, but he didn't expect that the demon general in front of him not only did not step aside, but also hesitated in embarrassment: "This... the Lord said before that no one is allowed to enter without his order."

Then the demon general was kicked hard on his calf.

"Ouch!"

He bent down and looked aggrieved at the left envoy beside him with a face full of hatred and said, "My lord, why are you kicking me?"

The tall and thin merman glared at the strangely shaped big demon, secretly cursing in his heart, he really has no eyesight.

Then the left envoy raised his voice and said to the crowd: "The lord is not here, the words of the lord Zheqing are equivalent to the orders of the lord." Then he respectfully made a "please" gesture to Zheqing: "My lord, please .”

Zheqing nodded, thinking that with such a big nightmare, this seemingly inconspicuous little mermaid is really clever to be able to take the position of the left envoy under the Demon Lord's seat.

Everyone saw that the Zuo envoy had spoken, and they couldn't help but relax a little even if they were afraid of disobeying orders.Looking at Xianjun Zheqing again, if it was the past, they would never disobey the lord no matter what others said, but now it is different from the past, anyone with a discerning eye in the nightmare domain can see how much the demon lord attaches great importance to immortals. Jun Na is really afraid of falling in the palm of his hand.

If they offend the lord, their life is basically over, if they offend the lord, then the lord will probably have to cram their skins.

Everyone weighed it for a while, and then respectfully gave way to a path.

"Just stay outside the door." Zheqing walked in front and entered the side hall.

Everyone said: "Yes."

The side hall is not big, but it is tidy inside.Zheqing entered the door and said, "Lingyin?"

After a while, Lingyin fumbled out from behind the screen, his tone raised, and he was very happy: "Is it Zheqing? Why are you here?"

Zheqing walked up quickly to support him, and slowly sat down at the table. He looked into Lingyin's eyes, which were still gray and lifeless. Zheqing thought for a while and said, "Let Wen Yuan can find a doctor to help you treat your eyes, it will be inconvenient if you go on like this."

Lingyin smiled and said, "Thank you for your kindness, but after so many years, I've already gotten used to it."

Lingyin said again: "Why did you come here suddenly, does Mozun know?"

When Mozun was mentioned, Zheqing sighed, and said, "I'm here for his sake."

Zheqing looked at Lingyin in front of him with a good complexion, and there were no torture instruments bound on his body. It seemed that he was really just locked up. Zheqing also breathed a sigh of relief, which also showed that no matter how Wen Yuan Nor is it irrational.

Lingyin frowned and said, "What happened to the Demon Lord?"

Zheqing briefly told Lingyin what happened in the mortal world in just a few days, and Lingyin fell into deep thought after listening to it. Where did he go, and I don't know why he suddenly went crazy."

Zheqing sighed and said yes.

Lingyin patted his hand lightly and comforted him: "I know, I just said that you came to me to ask for something."

"Otherwise," Lingyin said with a smile, "you and your apprentice are so sweet together, how can you remember that I'm still here?"

Zheqing was embarrassed by what he said, and immediately interrupted him, wanting to cover up: "How can I have...what sweetness."

"Don't deceive me that I'm blind," Lingyin said, "Your tone changes when you mention him, Zheqing, you can fool others and they can't fool me."

"Okay," Zheqing said righteously: "Let's get down to business."

Lingyin nodded.Zheqing continued: "Is your Kunlun Secret Mirror still usable?" He hesitated, "...is it still with your brother?"

"Yes, that thing isn't a mirror in essence, it's refined from a corner of spiritual consciousness. He and I are born from the same root, and we can share this spiritual weapon." Lingyin said.

Zheqing said: "That would be great, I want to see where Wen Yuan went at the end of that night."

He watched the Kunlun Secret Realm slowly take shape in Lingyin's hands. With a wave of Lingyin's hand, the cloud of spiritual energy covered a bronze mirror next to it.

In an instant, a dazzling light burst out from the bronze mirror, but when I looked again, it had returned to calm.

Zheqing stepped forward, and the mirror no longer reflected the appearance of a person, but instead was a scene like a whirlpool of nothingness.

Zheqing asked: "Are we going to enter the mirror?"

Lingyin said: "No, that would consume too much mana. Since it is only used to detect the demon's whereabouts, we can just watch outside."

Zheqing nodded. This is the second time he has watched the use of the Kunlun Secret Mirror. The last time was at the Lingshu of Penglai Mountain. At that time, Zheqing remembered that the Lingshu trapped him in a vast white space, and the feeling of palpitations Gan Zheqing still remembers it until now, it seems that Lingshu wanted to attack him at that time there, but in the end maybe he was afraid that Zheqing was too vigilant so he didn't succeed.

The scene of the restaurant where Zheqing and Wen Yuan stayed that night gradually appeared in the secret mirror of Kunlun, and it was printed in the bronze mirror very clearly.

Zheqing's eyes lit up: "Yes, it's here."

Here, Lingyin mobilized all his mana to support the operation of the spirit weapon. He frowned slightly. It had been a long time since he had used such a large amount of mana, which made him feel a little tired.

The scene moves slowly, from them eating in a restaurant to sleeping on a bed at night.

Zheqing looked a little guilty.

Just now he denied that he didn't spend time with Wen Yuan sweetly, but now the bronze mirror clearly reproduced everything that happened that day: he and Wen Yuan fed each other, interacted sweetly, each This kind of flirting... Zhe Qing covered his face while watching.

Luckily, Lingyin couldn't see it, it's too embarrassing, it's really... really sweet!

Sweat dripped from Lingyin's forehead, and he asked, "How is it?"

Zheqing: "Very...very good."

Lingyin:?

Zheqing: "Ah, no... I mean, it will be midnight soon." It's so embarrassing.

In the bronze mirror, Wen Yuan and Zhe Qing slept in each other's arms, cuddling each other like partners for many years, Zhe Qing's face was burning hot.

At this moment, Wen Yuan in the screen suddenly opened his eyes.

Zheqing shuddered all over, he stood up straight and stared at the person in the bronze mirror.

Wen Yuan suddenly woke up without warning in his sleep, like sleepwalking suddenly.

He slowly got down to the ground, the room was kind of dark, only the light moonlight coming in from the window could be seen clearly, Wen Yuan didn't light any wax, Zhe Qing watched helplessly as he walked around behind the screen and took off the clothes one by one dress well.

Then Wen Yuan summoned Chi Xiao Sword, opened the window like that, and Yu Jian flew out.

Zheqing narrowed his eyes, what are he doing?

The Kunlun secret mirror seems to be fixed on Wen Yuan, and in the picture he is flying slowly above the world.

Then he landed, seemingly at random, and entered a house.

The picture stopped in front of the hut, and remained unchanged for a long time.

Just when Zheqing was wondering, there was a scream from the house, and blood was suddenly splashed on the thin window paper.

Wen Yuan came out from the door holding a sword, his eyes were red, and his eyes were clearly dull.

Zheqing's pupils constricted suddenly, and his scalp went numb from the extreme shock.

Then he saw a cruel scene that he will never forget in his life: Wen Yuan walked into the next house with a sword in his hand, repeating the same thing...

kill.

In the middle of the night, he suddenly ran out and killed many... mortals.

Zheqing fell to the ground all of a sudden, the impact of the picture made him unable to recover for a long time, he never dreamed that Wen Yuan was actually going to kill someone.

Then the crazy dizziness flooded into his mind in an instant, and Zheqing thought of a lot, remembering that morning in Lanyue Tower, Wen Yuan said for some reason that he saw a lot of sporadic images and saw a lot of blood, remembering before, He frequently said that he had a headache, before... When did it start?

Why, he didn't realize it until today, if it wasn't because he woke up thirsty in the middle of the night, maybe he would never know that these things happened in his sleep.

A guess made Zheqing's Tianling Gai feel chills. Did Wen Yuan do such things every day and every night when he was with Wen Yuan?

The strange things that the officers and soldiers of Yong'an City said, the assassin who assassinated people frequently without a trace...could it be Wen Yuan himself?

This is too ridiculous.

Zheqing's heart was about to jump out of his throat, and he called out in a trembling voice: "Lingyin..."

Lingyin was taken aback by Zheqing's sudden change in tone. It just so happened that he had basically reached his limit at this moment, his mana was withdrawn, and the bronze mirror suddenly fell into darkness.

In the last scene, Wen Yuan staggered out of their guest room with a sword in hand, and then rose up with the sword, flying to the sky in an instant, that direction... was actually the direction of the fairy world.

Lingyin said loudly: "What's wrong with you, Zheqing?" He groped to help Zheqing up from the ground, and suddenly found that his fingertips were cold and his palms were covered with cold sweat, "What did you see?!"

Zheqing opened his mouth but couldn't make a sound, he wanted to yell but his throat seemed to be choked, he touched his face belatedly, his face was covered with cold tears.

He picked up the teacup and drank some water with trembling hands, and then he recovered a little bit. He told Lingyin everything he saw in the bronze mirror.

Lingyin turned pale with shock: "How could this happen!"

Zheqing kept repeating: "No, no, he won't kill people, it's impossible for him to do that..."

Lingyin didn't know how to comfort him, so she could only pat him on the shoulder over and over again.

"You said that the direction he went in the end was the direction of the fairyland. Why would he go to the fairyland alone..." Lingyin said, and then he suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and a figure popped into his mind.

"Immortal World...could it be that person..." Lingyin murmured.

Zheqing: "Who?"

Lingyin is serious: "Could it be Tanshu..."

There was a dead silence in the room, and the two looked at each other for a long time without speaking.

"Yo, what are you staring at there affectionately?"

A joking voice suddenly came.

Zheqing turned her head abruptly, and unexpectedly saw Wen Yuan appearing at the gate of the side hall.

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