After the big brother's paper man is reborn

Zhang Yang caught Nie Qingfeng outside the hotel.Because of Fengling's violent mood swings, a majestic blizzard fell in this deep mountain and old forest, a vast expanse of whiteness, knee-deep in snow.Every time Zhang Yang took a step, there was a creaking sound.

"Nie Qingfeng," Zhang Yang walked behind him, his voice low. "Did you hear it all?"

Nie Qingfeng turned his back to Zhang Yang, put his hands on his knees, and lowered his head.As he got closer, he could hear his heavy breathing, as if trying to calm down.

Zhang Yang took another step closer and put his finger on his shoulder.

"Go away!" Nie Qingfeng slammed his shoulder viciously, and shook him off. When he turned around, the Z-shaped magic seal on his forehead glowed a dazzling red. "I don't need your pity!"

Zhang Yang stared at him steadily, and after a while, he sneered. "This kind of silly conversation should happen between you master and apprentice. As for me..."

He paused, and the sneer on his lips deepened. "I don't care about your nonsense! It's just that if you didn't understand everything because you didn't understand it, or you didn't hear it all because of eavesdropping, you got into trouble for me, and were discovered by those patrols, and everything you planned, including That good master of yours, it's all over!"

Zhang Yang raised the finger that he flicked away just now, brought it to his lips, and blew a sigh of relief.Then he shook it with a look of disgust. "Demon energy?"

His fingertips were stained with black lines invisible to the naked eye.

Zhang Yang's pupils turned silver-gray, scanned it with infrared rays, and then let out a surprised cry. "Are you not enchanted?"

Nie Qingfeng's face trembled.Now that he is using Lu Xiao's body, when his young flower-like fresh and tender face shows a ferocious expression, it always looks particularly abrupt.Like a flower buried in a pool of human bones and blood.

Zhang Yang studied the spiritual power that had just flowed out of Nie Qingfeng's soul in a rage, and matched it with a data model, and was even more surprised. "Do you dare to believe that your identity as a demon is also fake? You are a fucking spiritual practitioner of Baishi Mountain from the beginning to the end?!"

"Don't tell him!" Nie Qingfeng's black hair was wet on his forehead, the cold snow on his face had not yet melted, and the cold air was wrapped in the new wind. "I don't want him to know about these things!"

He didn't deny it.

Perhaps it is because the fast travel agency is so famous that every native world is afraid of them.

Zhang Yang put his finger down with a half-smile, and put it back into his trouser pocket again. "How did you get the demon mark?"

The Z-shaped magic seal on Nie Qingfeng's forehead can't fool anyone.

"You don't need to worry about it!" Nie Qingfeng spoke in a vicious voice, and his eyes were also extremely fierce. It seemed that he was just a rebellious teenager.

The skill of this idea is not worth mentioning in Zhang Yang's eyes.He curled his lips disdainfully. "You have a magic seal, but you practice spiritual cultivation. Did you forcefully replace the magic bone? The magic bone and the spirit of spiritual cultivation are incompatible. Day and night, it is like being burned by flames. No matter how powerful the spirit is, it will not live for 300 years."

Zhang Yang suddenly understood, and his silver-gray pupils turned to Nie Qingfeng who was in a panic in the snow. "In the past, Feng Ling took you to Baishi Mountain to be tortured. You were broken three ribs and expelled from Yinxue Peak. At that time... you took the opportunity to change your demon bones!"

Nie Qingfeng gritted his teeth and smiled. "So what? You must not be from Linlang Realm, you have nothing to do with this matter!"

Zhang Yang frowned. "Forcibly replacing the pain of the devil's bone, how did you endure it?"

Zhang Yang, as an instructor-level eliminater in the No.15 area of ​​the main system, had been to Linlang Realm, where the conditions for cultivators were extremely harsh.Those who can cultivate to the Nascent Soul will never have one, and if they fail, they will lose their souls and never reincarnate.Baishi Mountain is the head of the world of cultivating immortals after the Great War of Gods and Demons. Feng Ling has been in charge of Mount Baishi for thousands of years, and he can be regarded as a legendary existence in the world of cultivating immortals in that world.Nie Qingfeng, as the chief disciple of his inner sect, is also a leader in himself. If he hadn't set his sights on Master Fengling Immortal, he wouldn't have fallen to such a point.

After Nie Qingfeng confessed his love to Feng Ling, Feng Ling was furious, and personally escorted Nie Qingfeng to the execution room.From then on, Nie Qingfeng fell into a demon and became a demon king.

No one knows what Nie Qingfeng experienced after he was expelled from the school.When he reappeared in Baishi Mountain, he was already a Demon Lord who disappeared in a flash of ashes.Feng Ling fought against him for several months, and was finally captured. The Baishi Mountain was destroyed, and a bloody storm broke out in the world of cultivating immortals.

Nie Qingfeng has a very bad reputation in the Linlang world, and everyone wants to kill him.

Only Feng Ling, who spoke hatred in his mouth, really saw the weak Nie Qingfeng in this ordinary people's original world, but he just tied him up symbolically with a tie and shirt. —Still tied to the head of the bed!

The electrical waves in Zhang Yang's brain turned sharply. After analyzing the cause and effect, he felt his teeth hurt instantly.

Maybe this is true love?

Immortal cultivators are also human beings, so it is not surprising that there will be love.

Although in Zhang Yang's eyes, love is a weird existence.

[Damn it!Even the Demon Lord Nie Qingfeng can have love. 】The fat man gritted his teeth, all kinds of envy and hatred.

[Shh, we will have one soon.Fatty, be patient. 】The subwoofer is not in a hurry.

The two personalities in Zhang Yang talked for a few words, and then scolded mmp at the same time.

He is still envious and jealous!

When Nie Qingfeng spoke, his voice was hoarse to the point of blood. "...How did you get through it? Day and night, every hour, you will experience the pain of the flames. Every inch of fascia is tearing and burning, and then the whole body is in maddening pain. But I There is a master!"

Nie Qingfeng suddenly laughed hoarsely, raised his head, and looked at the large patches of white falling in the snow. "Master, he is the darling of that day's Tao. He has no desires, he is that cold and cold immortal, he doesn't need me, and he doesn't need anyone. I want him! Day and night, every hour, I All yearn for him in that pain! Longing to tremble!"

Nie Qingfeng's emotions were too deep for Zhang Yang—sorry, he couldn't understand.

Zhang Yang coughed, put his right hand in his trouser pocket, frowned and said, "You don't have enough lifespan, even if you are not wiped out by this original world, your remaining soul power is still not enough to go back to the Linlang Realm of Immortal Cultivation."

After a three-second pause, he made a final decision. "Nie Qingfeng, you are dead."

Nie Qingfeng: ...

He turned his head to look at Zhang Yang, his eyes were blood red, and he hadn't gotten out of love yet.

So the expression is a little confused.

Zhang Yang seized the opportunity to take advantage of it, took two quick steps, and patted him on the shoulder with an air of confiding his heart. "I said Demon Lord, you don't seem to be able to live long, and this original world is the only chance for you to end your obsession. You might as well..."

He leaned over, leaned into Nie Qingfeng's ear, and whispered secret instructions.

The expression in Nie Qingfeng's blood-red eyes changed rapidly, and after Zhang Yang finished speaking, he suddenly became clear.The Z-shaped magic seal on his forehead finally stopped jumping around repeatedly.

Zhang Yang patted him on the shoulder vigorously, and smiled naughtily. "How about it, a deal?"

Nie Qingfeng clenched his fists, and then smiled slowly. "Okay, deal!"

**

Ten minutes later, Nie Qingfeng walked briskly.

Zhang Yang put his right hand in his trouser pocket, turned around while whistling, and bumped into a sculpture-like Feng Ling standing in the shadow of the corner.

"What did you tell him?" Feng Ling's voice was cold.

"Sorry, the details of the contract are only valid for the parties involved." Zhang Yang had already prepared that he would come to eavesdrop, and smiled nonchalantly. "Since you care about him so much, why didn't you come out just now? For you, he was willing to suffer the pain of burning his soul, and he didn't choose to fall into a demon cultivator. How about it, are you moved?"

Feng Ling kept his face sullen and kept silent, blocking Zhang Yang's way.

"Rang Rang!" Zhang Yang squinted at him and sneered. "Reluctance, can't let go, but don't let him know. The ghost knows what you think in your heart, Immortal Fengda!"

Zhang Yang treated Lu Xiao in the same way in the past.She was reluctant to let Lu Xiao live a hard life in this original world, and couldn't let him go, but she refused to let Lu Xiao know what he had done for him.As a result, Lu Xiao didn't love him, and only regarded him as a benefactor with little use.

Thinking of this, Zhang Yang himself felt inexplicable.

Now that he saw Feng Ling walking his old path, and found that he was not the only one who was so stupid, he instantly felt at ease.Seeing that Feng Ling was suffering from the belated truth, he smacked his lips instead, making a few more cheap cuts. "Your good apprentice feeds demons day and night, and you, what are you doing?"

The two were so close that they sniffed each other.Zhang Yang leaned over, sprayed his breath on the side of Fengling's neck, raised his hand to hold him against the corner of the wall, and said with a wicked smile: "Didn't you want to save him to become a fairy? But he has always been a fairy, and the one who is really enchanted... is Immortal Fengda, are you yourself?"

His finger moved down slowly, directly poking Feng Ling's heart. "Immortal Feng Da, you live here with a real demon."