The cat master of this seat

The purple lightning was in the sky, and the thunder resounded.

Everyone's face changed greatly.

Yun Chi was slightly startled, and when he turned around, a figure exuding black air was already beside him.

Song Shiyue was dressed in a black robe, with bloody dragon patterns all over the collar to the hem, and his ink-like hair fluttered in the wind.

He was full of demon energy, and his eyes were filled with scarlet.

Yun Chi's eyebrows twitched.

"you……"

Yun Chi's heart was in a mess, thinking about how he woke up at this time, and also thinking about how the demonic nature in him had been aroused again.

what to do?How should I explain it to everyone in the upper realm?How should I explain it to my apprentice?

"Hmm --" the messy thoughts were interrupted, and Song Shiyue raised his hand to pinch his chin.

Yun Chi looked up at him, panic flashed in his eyes.

No one spoke, all silently watching everything in front of them.

The two people on the fairy platform are black and white, one is as dark as the god of hell, and the other is pure white like a celestial being exiled from the nine heavens. They also possess shockingly powerful strength.

They used to be the most unlike masters and apprentices in the Upper Realm, and they stood in hostile positions in the end as everyone expected, but what they didn't expect was that the two could get back together again.

What others don't know is that their relationship is far closer than what outsiders see.

Chu Ke came to his senses and was about to step forward to stop him, but was stopped by Chu Zuo. He could see the subtle atmosphere between the two.

The image of the bloody storm did not appear, Song Shiyue pulled the corner of his mouth and smiled: "Master, you lied to me again."

Before Yun Chi could answer, Song Shiyue's palm had already stretched back, his fingertips caressing his silvery white hair, he could only stand still and let him make strange movements.

Yun Chi stared at Tuer for a while, and finally heaved a sigh of relief, at least he doesn't seem so violent now.

"Bold devil! Let go of You Zejun quickly!" Tu Nandao's leader shouted desperately at this moment.

The palm resting on the back of his head did not let go, but slid down to hold the back of his neck.

Song Shiyue bent his lips slightly, the smile in his eyes didn't reach his eyes, and his gaze was fixed on the bright red corner of his mouth.

"He is my master." After saying this, his eyes gradually turned cold.

Yun Chi's eyes widened, and he felt the strength of the back of his neck gradually increase. He was not allowed to dodge, but his apprentice slowly approached.

He actually wanted to be in public...

"Don't!" Yun Chi stretched out his hand to press him down, and his hot lips fell on his neck.

Everyone looked at everything in front of them with doubts in their eyes.

From an angle that others could not see, Song Shiyue buried himself on the side of the master's neck and took a hard bite.

This time he bit harder than ever, Yun Chi tried not to groan, and pushed his apprentice lightly, the latter relaxed a bit, but still stubbornly lowered his head to his neck.

Yun Chi had no choice but to smile calmly at everyone: "He... I will solve it, please believe me."

From the perspective of Chu Ke Chuzuo and the head of Tunan Island, they could see clearly, they all knew what Mo Zun was doing at the moment.

Chu Ke couldn't say a word, and he wanted to go forward with the things in his hand but didn't dare.

As for the head of Tunan Island, he seemed to be struck by lightning, with his eyes open and his mouth wide open, but he couldn't speak a word.

Yun Chi glanced at him, and the latter finally closed his mouth, but his eyes stared as if they were about to fall out.

Yun Chi leaned close to his disciple's ear and whispered a few words to him, and Song Shiyue finally stood up reluctantly.

Seeing that the immortal had a strange expression on his face, he raised his sleeves to cover his neck. Seeing this, Chu Ke immediately stepped forward to block him, blocking the sight of the others.

Chu Ke handed the storage pouch in his hand to Yunchi: "When we met You Zejun, we found that Bizhucao's reaction was also great, and later it actually differentiated into several Zicao, but there is nothing we can do in the short term. Grow up, Brother Ling Qiu, you can keep it."

Yun Chi looked at Song Shiyue who was staring at him expressionlessly, took the storage bag, and took his wrist.

Song Shiyue broke free, and grabbed his hand with his backhand, his fingers inserted from between his fingers, and his fingers clasped tightly.

Yun Chi sighed inwardly, he still followed him after all, but silently pulled down his robe a little to cover their interlocking hands.

The two held hands and looked at the crowd in the audience.

"Today's matter ends here, what I said will definitely be done."

With the spirit sword out of its sheath, Yun Chi led his disciples and left while everyone looked up.

Finally everything was resolved, and there was no danger at all, Yun Chi let out a long breath.

Only...the person behind him was left.

Although holding hands, Song Shiyue was sticking behind him, but Yun Chi didn't dare to turn his head, he didn't know how to explain.

Just now 404 told him that Song Shiyue's powerful mental power in his drowsiness sensed that he had left, and would forcibly wake himself up, causing the demon nature deep in the soul to be stimulated again.

"Master, where are you going?"

Behind him, Song Shiyue's hands firmly wrapped around his waist, almost encircling Yun Chi in front of him.

Except for what he almost did just now, Song Shiyue didn't seem to have done anything out of the ordinary.

Tuer's attitude was terrifyingly flat, like the tranquility before the storm, Yun Chi felt a little guilty, but still didn't look back: "Go to the east wall, Lengquan, let's get rid of the demon nature first—"

"Hmm." There was damp heat in his ears, and he was swallowed by someone.

The blade of the sword trembled, and Yun Chi's waist was bound even tighter.

The scorching breath is in the ear: "Can I not remove it?"

Yun Chi frowned, and the next moment, his earlobe was bitten: "What should I do if the master runs away without a word? Is it because my demonic nature is not cured for a day, and the master will watch me by my side?" ? Doesn’t that seem like a loss?”

"Don't talk nonsense!" Yun Chi hid to the side, and his apprentice followed him, so he had no choice but to give up.

Suppressing the awkwardness in his heart, Yun Chi explained to him frankly: "It's Master's fault, but I'm not sure about what happened today, how can I get you involved again?"

He sighed: "I know you had a bad life in the past. I treated you badly in the Qingxu Northern Territory, and my life in the Demon Realm must have been difficult. You are still young, and you will be able to accomplish a lot after removing your demonic nature. I can do just fine without it."

"So you left this for me, didn't you? You treated me like that last night just because..." Song Shiyue whispered, and handed a piece of paper to Yunchi, but his voice stopped abruptly, and he couldn't say anything. Next say.

The paper was crumpled, obviously it had been rubbed severely, it was written by Yun Chi yesterday, and it was pressed under their pillows.

Just now Yunchi was lucky that Tuer might not have seen it, so he still had a chance to take it out quietly and destroy it.

Yun Chi felt a sting in his heart, suppressing the bitterness in his chest: "I just want to do what you want."

Yunchi thought of Jiang Yunzheng, maybe he was willing to sink into it time and time again because he couldn't get it all the time.

He thought, if he is not so lucky this time, then don't let Song Shiyue continue thinking about him with regrets that will never be satisfied.

"You have too few contacts, especially women. I get along with you day and night, and you may just have an illusion about me."

There was no sound behind him.

Yun Chi paused for a moment, then continued: "What I can do is to let you not leave any regrets, and what you have won will not be too hard to let go, so that if you find the true love in your heart..."

"Yunchi!" Song Shiyue almost yelled these words through gritted teeth. He bit Yunchi's shoulder as if venting his anger, and exhausted all his strength to bite until the blood soaked the white robe, which was shocking.

These were the words written on the paper, which he had put down last night while Song Shiyue was asleep, but the wording on it had been carefully thought out by him, and it was not as messy as it is now.

Yun Chi didn't cry out in pain or struggle. He looked at the vast blue sky in front of him, his eyes were sore, and he closed them.

After an unknown amount of time, Yun Chi's shoulder was dripping with blood, Song Shiyue lost his strength, his forehead rested on his shoulder, and his arms trembled.

"Do you...have a heart?"

Yun Chi closed his eyes, he could hear the muffled sobbing behind his ears, he clenched his hands tightly and did not move.

Song Shiyue leaned against him, and his shoulders couldn't help shaking.

The devilish energy in his body overflowed desperately, and he didn't even want to control it, the power clamored to break through his body, and evil thoughts were everywhere in his chest.

His power comes from the inner demon, and now he has the desire to control everything and control Yunchi.

Yun Chi suddenly felt that the demonic nature of his disciple had suddenly become stronger, and was startled.

The voice of 404 appeared: "Not good! Demon Lord's inner demon has been aroused, and must be suppressed as soon as possible!"

"The bizhucao has not yet grown, can you have a way to promote its rapid growth?"

"Yes, yes, but you need to pay a little price in exchange, that is..."

"Yes, anything is fine, you help me first."

After a quick and urgent conversation with 404, Yun Chi was suddenly picked up by the waist, and Song Shiyue jumped off the sword with him in his arms, and landed straight on the east wall of the destination.

Without stopping for a moment, Song Shiyue carried him into the cold spring cave.

Yun Chi struggled slightly and turned around, only to see that his apprentice's eyes were blood red, exactly the same as when the Soul Eater attacked in the past.

"You put me down first, let's suppress the demon nature first, shall we?"

Song Shiyue stopped his movements as expected, and stared at the master's face for a long while, which made Yun Chi's heart skip a beat.

"obedient."

After a long time, Song Shiyue smiled wickedly and finally agreed: "Okay."

Yun Chi showed joy, and was about to remind him to put himself down again, but was thrown into the cold spring by Song Shiyue.

The spring water was icy cold, he shivered, and saw his apprentice also got into the water, walking towards him while slowly understanding his robe.

The dangerous aura on his body made Yun Chi flinch a little, and he backed up unconsciously until his back touched the cold and hard wall.

The body temperature in front of him was close, and Song Shiyue was already close at hand.

Slender fingers climbed up Yunchi's cheek, gently stroking a small mole at the end of the eye, Song Shiyue smiled.

He lowered his head and leaned closer to Yunchi's ear: "Master and I are in the cold spring..."

The last two words were almost spat in Yunchi's ear, making his whole body turn red in an instant.

Song Shiyue straightened up and distanced himself from him, looked straight into his eyes, and frankly said the next words: "I'll let Master help me get rid of my demon nature, okay?"

The author has something to say: Those two words~ are the things that green jj can't say.

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