Everyone doesn't believe I'm a boss

The hand holding the wrist was hot, and Ning Wang's whole body froze, unable to move.

He heard the other party keep calling his name in an extremely gentle tone, and finally asked the question, "Why did you disappear without saying anything?"

Shen Shu once frantically searched for Ning Wang for a long time, but couldn't find Ning Wang, and tried all the methods he could try.

When he finally found it, he could only watch helplessly as he walked into a black door and disappeared.

He wanted to ask Ning Wang too many things, fearing that Ning Wang would never come back, he followed Ning Wang and came to this world.

The truth is, once he came here, he could never go back. He was very glad that he came here with Ning Wang.

Otherwise, he would never have the chance to see Ning Wang again.

Shen Shu's voice was dry, and he couldn't help tightening his grip on Ning Wang's wrist, "Ning Wang, answer me."

Ning Wang struggled for a while, and found that he couldn't let go of the struggle, then lowered his eyes to stare at Shen Shu's hand holding his wrist, and said flatly, "Let me go."

Because of too much force, his wrist was red, and Ning Wang even felt that his bones were about to break, but Shen Shu didn't seem to realize how much effort he had used.

After he said this, Shen Shu realized that his wrist was already red, and immediately let go of his hand, and held Ning Wang's finger again, trying to rub it with the other hand, but Ning Wang avoided it.

Ning Wang raised his hand to wipe off the blood from the corner of his mouth, looked aside, and said indifferently, "There is no reason."

The moon no longer hides, it moves out from behind the clouds, and the cold moonlight shines down, without the cover of the mask, Ning hopes that the real face will be exposed.

He didn't have much expression, so his cold face became even colder at this moment, his eyes were piercing, without any waves in his eyes, and he seemed alienated and unable to be approached.

This appearance is very similar to that in the novel world.

The thin lips were pursed into a straight line, and Shen Shu's eyes sank. He watched Ning Wang get up and walk into the room without saying a word.

The door closed, completely isolating the two of them.

Ning Wang behind the door couldn't help spitting out another mouthful of blood, his face was so pale that it was almost transparent.

The spiritual power in the body was draining too fast, Ning Wang sat on the bed, closed his eyes and adjusted his internal breath after taking the elixir.

The corridor was very quiet, so even the slightest sound of breathing could be heard, Ning Wang frowned, and could feel that Shen Shu was at the door and did not leave.

He couldn't help but think of many things again. Those unresolved and unresolved things clung to his mind and couldn't get rid of them. Each of them was enough to break his heart.

The more Ning Wang thought about it, the more chaotic his breathing became, and he even fell into a state where he couldn't wake up.

He saw Shen Shu standing in front of him, smiling ironically, "I know you are not Jun Wusui, I like Jun Wusui, not you fake."

"Where did you get the face to pretend to be my senior brother and lie to me for so long."

"You don't deserve to be in my brother's body, go die."

"I kill you, the real brother will come back. So, don't blame me."

"..."

All kinds of harsh words kept echoing in his ears like a magic voice, Ning Wang felt his brain buzzing, and his whole body kept spinning in the dark, trying to speak, but he couldn't say a word.

Blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, and the black air lingered between his brows and eyes, staining his originally cold and flawless face with a trace of indescribable evil.

Shen Shu knocked on the door, it was quiet inside, no one answered.

"Ning Wang." He said in a low voice, "You are seriously injured, let me go in and have a look at you, okay?"

Still silent.

The wind behind him made the leaves rustle, and the footsteps were mixed in, making it extremely difficult to detect.

Shen Shu withdrew his knocking hand, turned around and looked towards the end of the corridor.

A black figure quietly appeared from the stairs, walked a few steps forward, and his face was exposed in the moonlight.

Mo Bingchen.

The moment he saw that face, a cold killing intent appeared in Shen Shu's eyes, he drew out his black long sword, and chased after him.

Mo Bingchen didn't fight with him, he sneered, turned around and ran away.

When Shen Shu chased him out, another figure appeared in the corridor.

Mo Bingchen, the demon entangled in black energy, kicked open the door and walked in.

He quickly found Ning Wang who was sitting in the bedroom with disordered breathing.

The young man frowned, his expression extremely ugly, the black air had spread from his brows to his whole face, and he was about to be possessed by demons at any moment.

"Tsk tsk tsk." The demon taunted, "I never thought you would have today."

As if hearing his voice, the young man sitting on the bed opened his eyes. The originally dark and bright eyes had turned blood red, and his eyes were empty and lifeless.

Ning Wang jumped off the bed, took out Ta Kong, and forced directly at the demon.

He lost consciousness, although his moves were ruthless, they were full of flaws, the inner demon easily dodged, and took the opportunity to slap Ning Wang in the heart.

The long sword in his hand fell to the ground, the young man swayed and knelt on one knee, unable to get up again.

"It's easy for me to kill you, but I want to see you in pain even more." Xin Mo squatted down and whispered in Ning Wang's ear, "How is it? It's not easy to be enchanted. Don't struggle, give up Well, it's useless to struggle. You're as useless as you think you are, so what's there to struggle for?"

Ning Wang shook his head, covered his ears, and looked pained.

Even though his body couldn't bear the rushing spiritual power, he gritted his teeth and picked up Takong again, stabbing at the demon again.

But every time he swung his sword, blood began to flow from his ears, nose, and mouth.

The inner demon "tsk tsk tsk" while dodging.

He was injured, but compared to the current Ning Wang, he was much better. He could easily defeat Ning Wang, but he just wanted to play with Ning Wang and let Ning Wang waste his spiritual energy.

It wasn't until the last bit of spiritual power in Ning Wang's body completely disappeared that the demon suppressed his smile.

"It's fine for you to just die unconsciously." There was a movement outside, presumably Shen Shu realized something was wrong and returned, Xin Mo's hand formed a claw shape, and stabbed hard into Ning Wang's abdomen.

It was also at this moment that Ning Wang woke up from those chaos.

He didn't have time to avoid the demon's hand. The moment his abdomen was scratched, he summoned Takong, and with all his strength, he raised his long sword and split the demon in half.

The two halves of the body that fell on the ground turned into a ball of black air and disappeared. Ning Wang looked down at the blood hole in his abdomen, his legs softened and he fell to the ground.

He lost the strength to speak, took out all the pills in the interspatial bag with great effort, fell to the ground and closed his eyes to see Shen Shu rushing in anxiously.

Then he fell into a warm embrace, and the smell lingering at the tip of his nose was familiar to Ning Wang. He couldn't help but take a deep breath, his body relaxed a lot, he grabbed Shen Shu's clothes, and passed out completely before he could speak .

The room was filled with the smell of blood. While infusing spiritual power into Ning Wang, Shen Shu told him not to sleep, "Ning Wang, Ning Wang, wake up, don't sleep yet."

The person in his arms was motionless, his face pale.

Shen Shu saw the elixir on the side, and put the elixir into Ning Wang's mouth.

The unconscious person was motionless with the pill in his mouth, unable to swallow it voluntarily.

Shen Shu glanced at the water glass next to him, took the water glass and fed Ning Wang some water, seeing that it was still useless, took a sip of water by himself, lowered his head and kissed Ning Wang's lips, and fed the medicine down.

Then he treated Ning Wang's wound, and the boy's bloodless face finally healed a bit.

Shen Shu breathed a sigh of relief, hugged him on the bed, and changed the messy clothes on his body.

After finishing everything, he sat on the side, holding Ning Wang's hand, not looking at Ning Wang for a moment, pursing his lips and whispering: "Sorry, I'm late."

The Takong standing next to him vibrated again and again, very restless, as if he was worried about the safety of his master.

Shen Shu picked up the long sword and said hoarsely, "He will be fine."

The sword body seemed to understand his words, calmed down, and stopped shaking.

Shen Shu stared at the blade.

He remembered that the Wuming Sword was not blue, so he stroked the blade with his fingers, put his fingers together, and struck lightly.

The blue color on the sword body began to disappear, returning to its original white color.

Shen Shu also saw the two characters engraved on the sword - nameless.

It really was a nameless sword, but Ning Wang didn't want to be recognized by others, so he changed the sword body.

Shen Shu couldn't help but secretly engraved the word "Unnamed" on the sword. In order to prevent Ning Wang from reprimanding him if he found out, he racked his brains to think of an explanation.

It's just that Ning Wang didn't say anything at that time. He stared at the sword for a long time, then put away the sword and left without saying a word to him.

He remembers being very disappointed.

Shen Shu longs for attention and wants his senior brother to notice him and talk to him, but every time he gets deliberate alienation.

Shen Shu stared at the person lying on the bed with gentle eyes, "Brother, you actually like me too, right?"

"If I'm wrong, wake up and refute me, okay?"

"Brother, can I still like you?"

"..."

The young man remained motionless, unable to answer his question, the room was silent, and there was no sound at all.

Shen Shu raised his hand, pushed aside the messy hair on Ning Wang's face, looked at his delicate and pale face, and murmured: "Brother, you must wake up quickly, I still have a lot of things to tell you."

The person lying on the bed fell into a coma all night, and his face seemed to be fine, but he never woke up.

Shen Shu stared at it all night without sleep, his eyes were a little dry.

He let go of Ning Wang's hand, and wanted to cook some porridge for Ning Wang to drink, but when he got up, Ning Wang grabbed his hand.

Shen Shu's body froze, and he looked down instantly.

The boy lying there still had his eyes closed and did not wake up, only frowning slightly.

Shen Shu sat down again, clenched Ning Wang's fingers, raised his other hand to smooth Ning Wang's brow, "Brother, I won't leave, I'll cook some porridge for you."

Ning Wang held his hand tightly, as if he didn't want him to leave.

Shen Shu knew that this was just Ning Wang's unconscious actions, and it wasn't real.

But even so, he was still very happy, the corners of his lips raised slightly, and his deep and dark eyes were stained with a layer of light.

"Brother, wait for me." Shen Shu carefully separated Ning Wang's hand, put it back under the quilt, got up and went to the kitchen to cook porridge, took out a bowl, and brought it to the bedroom.

The boy sat on the bed with a straight figure, staring at the wall motionless.

Shen Shu was startled, and quickly walked in front of Ning Wang, unable to hold back the joy in his voice, "Brother, are you awake? Is there any discomfort? Does the wound still hurt? Brother..."

The pupils of the young man sitting there were empty and lifeless, without any light, even though Shen Shu said a lot, not only did he not look at him, but he did not answer him, like a marionette controlled by someone, without a soul.

Shen Shu's hand holding the porridge tightened slightly.