The days when black and white live together

Hearing such a familiar title, Zhang Yu's eyes flickered for a moment, and the next second he glared angrily at the man in front of him, and said fiercely, "Don't imitate him, it's disgusting."

Being insulted like this, the demon priest just glanced at him indifferently, and said calmly: "Even if you don't learn, you are still from this seat, aren't you?"

"You..." As soon as such words came out of his mouth, Zhang Yu immediately got even more terrifying eyes. He stared at him, bit his lips tightly, and forcibly restrained himself from getting dirty. Seeing this, the demon priest frowned, stretched out his finger and put it on his lips, and as expected, he was immediately bitten by an angry one in the next second.

"Bite softly." He said leisurely, blew away the knife wound on his left hand and restored the wound to order, then looked at Zhang Yu, who was even more angry and strengthened because of his words, and shook his head .

"Your current body can't bear such hardness. If you can't control it well and your teeth collapse and you become a toothless person, then don't blame me for not notifying you."

Zhang Yu: "..." This bastard really exists to anger him.

He let go unwillingly, turned his head away angrily, and reminded himself countless times in his heart: Zhang Yu, you can't beat him, bear it, you must endure it, if you keep the green hills, you won't be afraid of running out of firewood.

Seeing that he is finally well-behaved, even though he knew in his heart that he might be playing tricks in his head, it is a pity that the demon priest didn't care, he knew exactly what he wanted to do, and asking at this time was just a waste of his time That's all.

"Does it still hurt?" Looking at the wound that was gradually healing, he asked softly. Zhang Yu closed his eyes and pretended to be dead, not wanting to talk to him, but the demon priest didn't seem to care whether he was happy or not. He didn't look angry when he said anything, but just quietly lowered his head and took another breath of magic energy into his chest.

Feeling the heat from another man on his sensitive skin, Zhang Yu's involuntarily tense body showed his complicated thoughts at the moment, and with the arrival of this devilish energy, his heart that had stopped beating seemed to be affected by something. Urged, moved again.

This feeling was somewhat familiar, but it was so strange. The feeling of the beating heart and blood flowing in his body made him a little dazed, his thoughts were a little confused, and he blurted out involuntarily.

"Have you ever regretted it?"

In the current situation, there is no chaos in the world, and the demons have not appeared. It is very likely that his plan failed at the beginning. Has he ever regretted hurting him, has he ever regretted breaking with him, whether... ...

"I have never regretted it in my life." Hearing this question, the expression of the demon priest was still calm, without any memory, let alone bewildered, and the firmness in his eyes remained the same as before.

Asked this question, Zhang Yu was shocked at first, then ashamed. Hearing this answer, he was angry at first, and then helpless. Such a style was indeed his true nature.

"As a king, you should be responsible for yourself. No matter what you do, this seat is ready to bear all the costs. Therefore, no matter what you do, as long as you do it, this seat will not regret it."

"Even if it is, do I hate you?" He asked softly.

"......Yu," the demon priest lowered his head and looked at his face quietly. His eyes were extremely deep, but people couldn't see his thoughts clearly at all. He just listened to him quietly. He asked earnestly, "Do you really know the love and hate of the demons?"

"........what?"

"When I was studying at a young age, an ancestor of the demon race once taught me: If you are too entangled in "long-term", you will easily worry about gains and losses, and you will not be able to see the path under your feet; if you are too entangled in "right and wrong", it will be easy There is no absolute in the world, but there is nothing wrong with it; if you are too entangled in "good and evil", you will be self-righteous and hope that the rules will always follow your own wishes; if you are too entangled in "life and death", your vision will become narrow and you will not be able to see The scene after thousands of years, ten thousand years later."

"Just like you treated Sergio, you erased all your existence from him in order to allow him to have a better future, but you never thought about whether Sergio, who re-entered reincarnation, is still you Xie Liao, who was once in love, has different experiences in the world, and the soul shaped by him is unique. What you hope for is his future, but in his eyes, a future without you is no longer the future he hopes for. .”

"Perhaps, I should ask, is the current Xie Liao still in love with you, or is he in love with Zhang Yu who wiped out all his existence, that hard-spoken but soft-hearted Zhang Yu, can he do it for you?" He is Zhang Yu who keeps breaking his bottom line, not you who is calm and persistent now."

"Thousands of years ago, you may have liked Liao, but after a thousand years, after entering reincarnation, is he still the one you liked? If he can't recover his memory in his life, you can guarantee that he really likes you The person in front of you, not the phantom in your memory."

"Why are there so many lovers in the underworld who don't want to drink Mengpo soup and forget all their past and start over again? Is it because if they don't have memories, they might not fall in love with their former lovers, right?"

"You..." Zhang Yu couldn't help tightening his fingers because of such a sharp and merciless questioning. He wanted to refute but didn't know where to start, and Xie Liao couldn't help echoing in his mind. With a disappointed and aggrieved look, his beating heart suddenly felt a pain. He frowned tightly, and then covered his eyes with his hands in frustration.

At this moment, he had to admit that the demon priest really knew how to penetrate people's hearts.And all his worries, all thoughts, in front of his eyes, there is nothing to hide.

Everything seems to have returned to the past, tearing off the mask of tenderness, the two demons can finally re-express all the words in their hearts.

"You just have to be like this..." Let me see clearly, can't you keep me confused, why do you want me to admit that the one who was loved by me thousands of years ago The demon, the good one who lost all memory, is dead.

Why do you want me to admit this truth, why do you have to force me.He stared at the plain man in front of him, who obviously had the same appearance but completely different behavior styles.

"Yu, my lord, seriously, I like you." The cruel devil said this.