The cat master of this seat

He couldn't see clearly.

In the blur, I only felt that the person who was separated by a certain distance half-kneeled down.

Yun Chi staggered and groped forward, only wanting to get to his apprentice.

"Brother Ling Qiu——"

"Xianzun! Don't go there!"

Yun Chifu pushed aside the obstacles of Chu Ke and Zhuang Yin, and moved forward desperately.

He knelt in front of Song Shiyue, touched him by feeling, only to realize that his hands were tightly clutching his neck.

Yun Chi's eyes were blurred, he grasped his hand tremblingly, forcibly broke him away, and put his hand on his waist.

Song Shiyue's strength was so strong that he was almost cut off by being locked around his waist.

And he was trembling uncontrollably, beads of sweat had already oozed from his forehead.

He gritted his teeth, the gaps between his teeth were scarlet, "Master...I won't...I won't hurt you."

Yun Chi's waist hurts from being imprisoned by him, and the apex of his heart also hurts badly.

"Don't...don't hurt yourself."

He knelt down in front of his apprentice and pressed his lips.

Spiritual infusion.

When Song Shiyue had a splitting headache, he felt a stream of clear water flowing from his lips, and he knew it was his master.

The smell of blood between the lips and teeth was taken away by the master, and he tasted a touch of saltiness.

He wanted to say, Master, don't cry.

But can't say it.

So uncomfortable.

There is a force in the body clamoring to destroy everything, the entire upper realm, the lower realm, and the master...

"Brother Shiyue!"

Ah Ling's voice came, but Song Shiyue couldn't hear it at all.

She looked at Hai Shang in disbelief.

The battle over there was stalemate, Immortal Ling Yun's long sword had already entangled Hai Shang, and he twisted into a ball.

Seeing Ah Ling, Hai Shang's face became ferocious, but his voice became extremely gentle: "A Ling, are you here?"

"What did you do to him? Stop it!"

Hai Shang didn't seem to hear what she said, and asked her selfishly: "Look at your elder brother Shiyue, he looks so embarrassed now, do you still like him?"

"Didn't you hear what I said? Stop it! Why on earth are you doing this? Brother Shiyue treated you well in the past!"

"Enough!" Haishang looked at A Ling madly, "Brother Shiyue, brother Shiyue, is he the only one in your eyes? Now I am the Demon Lord!"

As he spoke, his complexion gradually softened, and he looked at the two snuggled up not far away, feeling a little disgusted, "What good is such a broken sleeve? But it's okay, he will die soon."

He looked at Ah Ling again, and said with a smile: "When the time comes, you will be my magic concubine."

"You are crazy! I will not marry you!"

"Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha" Haishang laughed wildly, as if he had heard some big joke, "I am the most powerful person in the demon world, and you are the princess of the demon clan, who do you want to marry if you don't marry me?"

"Unreasonable!"

Left and right Haishang couldn't move at the moment, Ah Ling didn't delay any longer, and went directly to Song Shiyue's place.

Demonic energy overflowed and lingered around her, and she folded her index and middle fingers together, staring at the two embracing each other with burning eyes.

Muttering some spell in her mouth, black light appeared on her fingertips, she drank: "Bro-"

There was a moment of clarity in Song Shiyue's eyes.

The remaining sanity and crazy tyranny were tearing at each other, almost tearing him in half.

In a drowsy state, he wondered if he was such a person whose bad foundation could not be changed even except for his demonic nature.

But his master kissed him over and over again, embracing everything about him.

Lips parted from each other, Yun Chi approached him, his eyes could already see the blurred shadow of the person in front of him.

The arms around the waist were a little loose. Yun Chi didn't restrain him with his hands anymore. He climbed up with his fingertips and pressed lightly on the hairpin in the middle of his head. He murmured: "Wake up."

Song Shiyue was shocked, and the purple smoke rose from the top of his head and spread out.

Hai Shang's expression changed suddenly, and his eyes widened: "Impossible! How could it be possible to break the nightmare of the sleepwalking god?"

He struggled hard, but was entangled by the long sword.

"The daring devil is here to cause harm to the world!" A clear voice passed across the sky. Jiang Yunzheng, who was wearing a light blue robe, did not hold a sword, but fell from midair, with long sleeves fluttering.

As soon as the words were finished, Chu Zuo and Ren Youhuan stepped forward, took the magic-sealing chain from Jiang Yunzheng's hand, and each held one end to lock Haishang.

If Changjian felt something, he immediately left Haishang and returned to his master.

Yun Chi held the long sword in one hand, and was supported by his disciple to stand up with the other.

The two were not seriously injured.Song Shiyue had already regained consciousness, but Yun Chi looked weak because of blurred eyes, so he had to lean on Tuer.

Jiang Yunzheng looked at Ah Ling, and the purple whip in his hand was about to fall.

"Wait!" Ren Youhuan shouted: "Xianzun Haojiang is merciful. Although this girl is a devil, she helped just now."

Jiang Yunzheng still looked at her, "There has been no balance between good and evil since ancient times."

Ah Ling glanced at Ren Youhuan and smiled, but she wasn't afraid of Jiang Yunzheng at all, "Stop talking nonsense, just hit if you want."

Jiang Yunzheng looked at her and raised his long whip as expected.

"Stop!" Yun Chi couldn't see Jiang Yunzheng's face clearly, and leaned closer to his apprentice again. "Don't hit her, she didn't do anything bad."

Jiang Yunzheng had no choice but to put away his whip, and walked towards this side, concerned: "Are you okay?"

As he spoke, he glanced at the person next to Yunchi, and said dissatisfiedly, "A devil is a devil, with a violent heart, and I don't know what he will do in the future."

He meant something, but Yun Chi only squeezed Tuer's hand, and he shook his head, trying his best to look normal.

Ah Ling was not convinced: "Brother Shiyue was hit by the Soul Eater, that guy Haishang used the long sleepwalking god to force the evil thoughts left by the most powerful demon in the demon world on Brother Shiyue, that's why he did this."

"Such a huge evil thought, if it were anyone, I'm afraid it would have turned into a demon long ago, destroying the world."

But Song Shiyue didn't, he didn't hurt anyone but himself.

Ah Ling looked at Jiang Yunzheng with a bad expression on her face: "Even if you are an immortal, there is no exception."

Jiang Yunzheng was angry: "You..."

"Ling, don't talk about it." Song Shiyue stopped Ling who wanted to continue to argue, and only silently approached the master.

Chu Ke was worried about him, "Brother Ling Qiu, what happened to your eyes?"

Yun Chi tilted his head to glance at him, then looked at Changmengyoushen who was standing sluggishly by the side, "It's okay. You take care of Changmengyoushen, and don't make any mistakes."

"Master, what's wrong with your eyes?" Song Shiyue held his face and looked down slightly.

It's not obvious from the surface, but he can only feel that his eyes are a little dull, and he can't focus on one point.

Yun Chi closed his eyes, rubbed against him, and stretched out his arms to hug his waist, "It's okay, just stay closer to me."

What Yun Chi said was literal, but in the eyes of outsiders, it was a show in disguise.

Chu Ke, Ren Youhuan and others turned their heads one after another, without seeing.

Song Shiyue was also a little at a loss, so he could only carefully avoid the master's waist, and gently embraced him.

Jiang Yunzheng didn't seem to notice their intimacy, so he took out the magic sealing bag and put Haishang in it.

"I will escort him to the Emperor of Heaven."

He looked at the dim sky, "It's getting late, so to avoid running around, let's find an inn to stay in first."

Everyone was tired and no one objected.

For some reason, Ah Ling also followed.

Song Shiyue and Yun Chi walked at the end of the line, getting very close, biting their ears as if no one else was around.

The last few people have been far away from them unknowingly.

Not daring to make too much publicity in the lower realm, Yun Chi no longer held hands with his apprentice, but just leaned his arms against his arms, sticking extremely close.

He turned his head to look at Song Shiyue, and there was a hazy bruise in his vision.

The place where he pinched himself was bruised.

Song Shiyue noticed Master's gaze and smiled slightly, "It's okay, it doesn't hurt at all."

Before the master could speak again, Song Shiyue took his hand and entered the inn to have a round with the others.

Jiang Yunzheng was paying the money, "Seven rooms are up."

"I share a room with him." Zhuang Yin pointed to Chu Zuo beside him.

Song Shiyue came just in time, and said, "I'm in a room with Master."

"No."

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