Zha Gong's evolutionary path

Lin Gongru grabbed Ying Moyan's wrist, and roughly pulled him towards him.

The man was already leaning forward, leaning against the side of the bed half crookedly, being pulled by him with unrestrained strength, his feet were unstable, and he fell straight towards him.

Lin Gongru followed the strength of his fall, and tightened the strength of his palms, seeing the painful red tide on the latter's pale face as he wished.

"Hey, I have something to say, what are you doing!!"

Yuelao on the side was startled, and rushed up to pull Lin Gongru.

Reluctantly, Lin Gongru's palms were like iron tongs, and he grabbed Ying Moyan tightly and wouldn't let go.Obviously he is still a guy with an unstable soul and body, and his spirit is like a gossamer. He doesn't know how to be so strong, but he holds Ying Moyan tightly by his side.

Yuelao tugged for a long time, unable to separate the two of them, seeing that Lin Gongru's beautiful peach blossom eyes were slightly bloodshot, and there was a strong murderous intent in the depths of his eyes.

He couldn't see the other two people in the room at all, only Ying Moyan's fair face was reflected in his eyes.

"I didn't expect you to dare to appear in front of me swaggeringly."

From the corners of the eyes and the brows of the body, evil spirits continued to emerge, as if to turn the joy in the room into blood, Lin Gongru said coldly, "Lord Yan Jun, should I say that you are too courageous, or do you not take Lin Gongru too seriously?"

His subordinates pulled back again, it seemed that he knew the answer well, and he didn't even want to hear the other party's answer.

Quack asks an odd question: "Where is he?"

Ying Moyan put one hand on the edge of the bed to resist with all his strength, and put the other on the man's chest.

Lin Gongru didn't want to keep his hand at all, it was stuck on his neck, making it impossible to breathe.Out of survival instinct, black death lights spontaneously appeared in Ying Moyan's palm, and as long as he was motivated by his mind, he could slap the man opposite him with an unfixed soul and body to pieces.

However, Ying Moyan tried his best to keep the Lingtai clear, biting his lower lip to prevent himself from losing consciousness.Because he knew that once he really lost consciousness, the black energy all over his body would be enough to kill Lin Gongru.

He tried his best to absorb a little oxygen from the gap between his closed palms, his handsome face had gradually turned from flushing to pale.

Blood was biting from the corner of his lips, and the arm supporting the edge of the bed slowly lost strength.

Yan Wen, who hadn't planned to intervene, really couldn't stand Ying Moyan's willingness to die, raised his knife with a sullen face, and slashed at the back of Lin Gongru's neck.

He estimated the force of this blow, and he was sure to control it within the range of knocking people unconscious.

Unexpectedly, Lin Gongru's figure swayed, his eyes became dizzy for a while, and he immediately struggled to become clear again, but he refused to faint.

Yan Wen: "..."

Is this kid carrying it by willpower?

He pressed his back against the bed wall, grabbed Ying Moyan with one hand and dragged him towards him, his eyes were cold, vigilant and on guard, with an attitude of using him as a shield and not letting go.

Yan Wen never imagined that he would miss this brat, and he dared to use his lover as an excuse, and he didn't pay attention to the majestic underworld that governs the life and death of Yin and Yang in the three realms and nine heavens.

As a retired Lord Yan, no matter what, he has the obligation and right to maintain the dignity of the underworld. Yan Wen was vicious on the spot, rolling up his sleeves and going up to beat people.

Fortunately, Yuelao was quick-witted, and quickly held him back, dumbfounding.

This Lin Gongru managed to regain some vitality from the dissociative state, if he was really beaten up by the former Lord Yan Jun, Yuexiaju would become a desperate place for him to die.

Shouting to persuade: "This kid is still ignorant, he has not remembered a single thing from the past, why are you so fussy with him as an elder!"

He hugged Yan Wen's arm life and death, and the former master of the underworld couldn't do anything for a while, so he tugged at Yuelao angrily.

In that room, there was no other interference for a short time, and Lin Gongru's attention immediately returned to Mo Yan.

He seemed to have finally realized that the person's neck was pinched too hard, and the person could not answer his question.

In order to ask for the information he wanted, he reluctantly relaxed his strength a little, and forced him to ask, "Where is the other person?"

There was no beginning or end to this question, Yan Wenwen and Yuelao couldn't understand it, but Ying Moyan understood it in an instant.

His long eyelashes drooped to cover up the throbbing in his eyes, and he coughed softly.

In the moment of relief that the other party gave generously, he smiled calmly.

"Aren't you... ahem, wanting to die?"

He didn't answer his question, but his rhetoric was filled with imperceptible anger and trembling.What Lin Gongru heard was full of ridicule and provocation.

Ying Moyan struggled and said: "Since you want to die, where is he... and what does it have to do with you?"

Lin Gongru suddenly pulled him closer.

The four eyes met, Ying Moyan saw the deep blue light in the depths of the man's eyes, with an extremely angry expression.

"Ying Moyan, don't push me too far!" He sternly said, "I respect you, the lord of the underworld, I was played around in the dark by you, and did so many things to hurt him, so you don't feel ashamed of me. You don't realize that innocent people are involved, and your conscience is disturbed? In my previous life, Meng Lang, I was the one to blame, and I am willing to accept the punishment; why do you bother to drag others into it?!"

"..."

Ying Moyan sneered in his heart, you don't even know the real name of "his", but this anger was vented without affectation.

His heart was both comforted and aching, he didn't know whether he should eat his own jealousy, or knock the person in front of him who has no memory with a stick and then pass out, so as to save himself from all kinds of mixed feelings.

But after thinking about it, after all, he was the one who designed him first, Lin Gongru was full of anger and resentment, there was really no reason why he should not bear it.

Seeing that he didn't answer for a long time, his eyes were downcast and his eyes wandered, and he didn't know where his mind had wandered, Lin Gongru became even more angry and murderous.

If he hadn't been thinking about "that person", he would rather kill this good-faced and evil-faced King of Yama, and then go to the eighteenth level of hell, or cut him into pieces. man!

He tightened his grip on his neck, and he could almost hear the sound of grinding his teeth: "Ying Moyan, what exactly do you want?"

He felt a pair of hands with a slightly lower temperature than his own, caressing his arm holding his neck.

Ying Moyan lost the fulcrum supporting the edge of the bed, and his body involuntarily fell towards Lin Gongru. The distance was already very close, but after he leaned down, it shortened to the point where he could feel the hot breath from each other's lips and teeth. .

The breath with a faint cool fragrance, but also as light and soft as a feather, brushed the tip of his nose, and for some reason, Lin Gongru was in a daze for some reason, and shivered.

He was so excited that he even forgot to push away Ying Moyan's two hands touching his arms.

Ying Moyan almost leaned on his lips to speak, and the current Underworld Lord Yan said slightly: "You can see him if you want to; but you must... get well first."

Because of his restricted breathing, his voice was so weak that Lin Gongru had to prick his ears to hear it; but the numbness and crispness that came with Ying Moyan's breath fell on his heart like an itchy spot that couldn't be scratched, not to mention more torture up.

Lin Gongru became even more dazed, and couldn't help wanting to lean back to escape, and unknowingly relaxed the strength of pinching him.

He sneered: "Why, Master Yan is so concerned about Lin Gongru's life and death, does he have a plan?"

Because he couldn't bear to get too close to this person, and because he was too cautious to just vent his anger, Lin Gongru finally let go of Ying Moyan and pushed him aside violently while speaking sarcastically.

Ying Moyan staggered and stood firm, put one hand on his neck with bright red fingerprints, coughed and gasped in pain, and tried his best to take a deep breath of fresh air.

After finally slowing down, those eyes, as bright as the moon, stared at Lin Gongru meaningfully, "Your value to me is beyond the reach of others..."

Lin Gongru laughed out loud.

The two of them sneered and whispered, completely ignoring the two seniors who were still standing in the room, as if they were transparent.

Yan Wen's hand, which had been put down in silence, became agitated and wanted to lift it up to beat someone.

But this time the person he wanted to beat up was not Lin Gongru, he actually felt that his stubborn apprentice should also be punished.

Is there any thing that cannot be said openly and honestly, and must be hidden, and half of what is said is kept and the other half is kept, so that the onlookers are sweating anxiously for him?

Even at the age when Yan Wen was the most popular and loved to put on airs, he was not as invincible as little Mo'er.Even if you feel indebted to him, you didn't do it intentionally. Why take all the responsibility and faults on yourself, and be willing to be angry with him?

Yue Lao whispered: "Little old man still wants to say something fair. It is true that he lost his emotions first, but it is really malicious to send Lin Gongru to the world where his emotions are scattered. The only one who can argue for him is It's just that he didn't expect Lin Gongru to be tempted by those few."

"..." The former Yan Jun felt that it was not good to have a close friend who was too familiar, because everything he thought could be read.

"The matter of the two juniors, let them go, we are outsiders after all."

Hearing Lin Gongru laughing, he also began to cough.

He had just returned to his soul, and his whole body was still top-heavy, and he was exhausted after barely holding on and talking a lot.

However, even though his cough was worse than Ying Moyan's and his complexion became as pale as gold paper, he was still not afraid of death to provoke: "Do you think that I will still trust you as a person? If you jump to death in a pit again, Lin Gongru can't help—"

Ying Moyan said: "That's fine, I'll go back to His Majesty Yan Luo to make an edict to exile the person you've been thinking of to the Asura Way, and suffer all the pain of skin cramps and endless reincarnation."

He did what he said, and he was about to walk out.

Lin Gongru was so angry that he wanted to bite his teeth into pieces, he suddenly grabbed the hem of Ying Moyan's black cloak, his handsome face twisted slightly: "You..."

Ying Moyan half turned her body and looked at him with a cold face.

Lin Gongru gritted her teeth: "... I, listen to you."

Completely different from his eyes that were burning with hatred, Ying Moyan's face was covered with ice and softened strangely. He stared at the man with a face of resentment. The tenderness in his eyes could almost melt the glacier.

His voice also slowed down a bit, and he said softly: "Okay. You can rest here, and I will visit you every day."

"When will you let me see him?"

"As long as you are safe and sound, you will see him one day."