As a scumbag, I took a stand-in script

"Just now, I said it—" Ling Zhi lowered his voice coldly, "Qing Lin has been with me today and never left."

Xiao Yunjian was also in a daze, and told himself to speak sensible and well-behaved words.

Now that he was shocked by Ling Zhi's cold words, he completely forgot about it.

He laughed loudly, but his voice was a little uncontrollable: "What about the scales? What do the scales indicate?"

Ling Zhi said: "Such a lowly frame-up."

"How is it framed? How did that person obtain his scales?" Xiao Yunjian said in a daze, "Or in other words, how did that person know my trap and act?"

His chest heaved up and down twice, and he cast his gaze directly at Ling Zhi.

But he saw a look on Ling Zhi's face that he didn't understand.

There is suspicion and even more doubt.

"Ling Zhi, you doubt me?" He couldn't believe it.

He took a few deep breaths, but still couldn't suppress the anger and sourness in his heart.

How could Ling Zhi doubt him?

How could Ling Zhi not know his temperament?

Although he has always been arrogant.

But after all, he has never stumbled with others in the dark.

Even if he was angry, he let it out in person.

How could Ling Zhi doubt himself!

The corners of Xiao Yunjian's eyes turned red, and he felt that the frame was wet.

He sniffled and laughed at himself:

"Now... has it come to this point? It's just that there is no twists and turns between us in the past, and I am also the nephew you watched growing up!"

"I am the head disciple of the Supreme Immortal Sect, and I am the one who will inherit the Supreme Immortal Sect in the future!"

"Why do you think that I should be the villain who stabbed someone himself?"

"Ling Zhi..."

He uttered miserably, weeping blood every word.

Ling Zhi held Xi Yu tightly, but turned his back.

He didn't look back, just said: "Ajian, I also said, don't do unnecessary things anymore."

It's pointless again!

Xiao Yunjian wiped away the dripping water from the corner of his eyes with the back of his hand.

Since Ling Zhi said he didn't care, he did something that mattered.

As soon as Ling Zhifu opened the door, he heard giggling behind him.

It was the sound of clothes falling to the ground.

Xiao Yunjian called him by his name again: "So, does it matter?"

He looked back suddenly.

What he saw was Xiao Yunjian taking off all his clothes.

Standing naked at the table.

He has lost a lot of weight after running around for the past few days, but his back is proudly upright, and he never admits defeat.

Under the white face is a slender neck.

Further down...

Ling Zhi's pupils shrank, and he slammed the door.

Taking advantage of the situation, he took off his outer shirt, and put it on for Xiao Yunjian with his spiritual power.

He stood still two steps away from Xiao Yunjian.

But he never came forward again.

He didn't even want to touch it.

Xiao Yunjian's back instantly hunched.

As if he had been deprived of the ability to breathe, he only felt the feeling of suffocation haunting him.

He was wearing that coat that still had the elegant taste of Ling Zhi.

He was obviously full of spiritual power, but he still felt terribly cold.

He wrapped his clothes and slumped down on the chair and stool.

Ling Zhi fastened the door and said earnestly, "Ah Jian, I just feel that...the things from the past are over here."

"End here?" Xiao Yunjian twitched the corners of his lips, "You said it lightly."

"You haven't even said to me that it's good to get together and good to go, how can you stop here?" He stared blankly at the man in front of him with red eyes.

Ling Zhi was also moved.

He never knew that Xiao Yunjian also had feelings for him.

He used to always think that Xiao Yunjian just treated him as a plaything.

Just enjoying the kindness I have done to him.

Ling Zhi was silent for a long time.

After the candles were dimmed for a while, he said, "I'm sorry."

First bow your head and admit your mistake.

This is a trick that Ling Zhi used to work well.

He is arrogant and indulgent every day, isn't it because Ling Zhi is always behind him to support him?

Listening to the familiar "I'm sorry" now, it's harsh.

Xiyu and Lefeng are side by side on the table.

The two swords were originally produced by the famous stone of the same origin, and now I am afraid that this is the last time they will cuddle together.

He suddenly recalled that beast tide.

It was after the experience of the beast tide that he chose to be with Ling Zhi.

At that time, he was injured on his foot and was waiting for Ling Zhi to find a way out.

But Ling Zhi didn't wait for it, but what he waited for was overwhelming monsters coming towards him.

Seeing that he was about to be buried in the beast's mouth, Ling Zhi turned back.

Seeing that Ling Zhi was terrified, he shouted his name and told him to leave quickly.

But his legs were broken, so there was no way he could walk.

For a moment, he only felt that his fate was over, but he felt a warm embrace.

It's Ling Zhi.

Ling Zhi hugged him, humming along with blood, which flowed out of his nose and mouth uncontrollably.

But he still comforted him: "Ajian, don't worry, I will definitely protect you."

Suddenly, Xiao Yunjian had only one thought——

If Ling Zhi were gone, there would probably be no one in this world who would treat him so well.

He looked at Ling Zhi's pale face after spending decades of cultivation using secret techniques in order to kill a bloody path.

Suddenly said: "Master Uncle, if we go out, let's... let's try."

There was light in Ling Zhi's eyes.

The herd gradually dispersed.

But now, the person who used flesh and blood to cast a wall for him.

But he was also the one who pushed him into the abyss.

The light in Xiao Yunjian's eyes instantly disappeared, as dim as a dry well.

Except for the pebble Ling Zhi, as if thrown into it, there would be no ripples.

He no longer cared whether the scales were snake demon or green scales.

The fire of being questioned and insulted has burned away his remaining sanity.

He said: "I am sorry for you."

He was like a monster, shouting different words in his mind.

One person said: "It's your fault, it's you scum. If you treated him better in the past and held the Daoist Companion Ceremony, why would he abandon you?"

Another person said: "Heh, Ling Zhi just regards him as a stand-in. Even if it's good or bad, so what, since he's back, wouldn't it be natural for him to vacate this position?"

Xiao Yunjian yelled in his head, causing him to knock several times.

Ling Zhi couldn't stand his pale face: "A Jian, rest."

Xiao Yunjian smiled miserably: "Okay... everything is fine, uncle, what you said... everything is fine."

Ling Zhi went out.

Leaf was left alone on the table again.

Xiao Yunjian staggered and threw himself onto the bed.

He wrapped tightly the coat that Ling Zhi had just put on for him.

Even though the nostrils are filled with the elegant breath of Ling Zhi.

He was still curled up and wrapped his arms.

He was able to answer the question that Jia Cui asked him the day before yesterday.

where is maybe.

He is clearly in love with Ling Zhi in his heart.

If not, how could he worry about gains and losses.

According to Ling Zhi's words, my heart hurts like a twist.

After a long time, Xiao Yunjian finally softened his expression.

He stood up slowly, but he saw some colors underneath.

Is it scales?

Maybe it was because he moved so much just now that Ling Zhi didn't notice the scales falling to the ground.

He stepped on the shoe and picked up the scale.

He took a deep breath.

He still had to ask where the scales came from.

He put on all his clothes and took the Leaf in his hand.

Just about to knock on Qinglin's door, but saw something wrong through the crack of the window.

The person in the room is not Qinglin.

He had a slender appearance, and a pair of round and big almond eyes.

Her stature is not as tall as Qinglin's, and there is a hint of cowardice in her small and exquisite appearance.

But that person was wearing Qinglin's clothes and Qinglin's jade pendant.

Sitting in front of the mirror, he stroked his cheek and said, "It's a little strange."

The voice is no different from that of Qinglin!

Xiao Yunjian froze when he was about to push the door, and opened the thin window paper a little more.

He could see more clearly, but his heart was more flustered.

The man waved his finger in front of the mirror, and saw that his appearance had returned to its green scales.

Xiao Yunjian was both happy and surprised for a moment.

The fingertips were pinched on the flesh of his leg, which made him stabilize his figure.

To my delight, Qinglin didn't grow up to look like the person in the painting?

He is not the person in the painting at all?

Nor was it the person Ling Zhi was thinking about on the tip of his heart.

Surprised but——

Qinglin's behavior in this way is not using sex to make things easier.

Instead, he directly used the blindfold method, so that everyone could see his posture as he is now.

This blindfold is not uncommon.

However, the blind method requires the caster's spiritual power to be much higher than that of others.

He, Ling Zhi, and even Yao Tianren didn't notice the difference.

The green scales in the eyes are the face of the person in the painting.

This meant that this weak half-demon boy had a higher level of cultivation than all of them.

Then he was caught in the Supreme Immortal Gate and broke the enchantment set by Yaotian Zhenren.

Even the murder in Pengzhou Mansion took blood.

He has the ability to complete it!

Xiao Yunjian took a few steps back subconsciously, and faintly saw Qinglin in the mirror smiling faintly.

He wants to leave.

But when he turned around, he was slashed at the neck.

Immediately, he passed out.

The visitor was dressed in red, and took him into Qinglin's room in his arms.

The man in red put him on the bed, parted his hair, revealing his entire face.

"So similar." The man in red sighed, and squeezed out the green scales from Xiao Yunjian's tightly clenched palm.

Qinglin saw it and asked, "You did it?"

The man in red lay down on the imperial concubine's couch and raised his jaw: "Exactly."

"Do you know that doing this will cause me many unnecessary troubles." Qing Lin frowned and complained.

The man in red casually threw the scales aside, turned his head and said: "Who told you to always procrastinate in doing things? How long has it taken?"

With a wave of Qinglin's hand, the blindfold was removed, and her face became different again.

A pair of almond eyes looked timidly at Xiao Yunjian who was on the bed.

Seeing that he was silent, the man in red said again: "Master's plan must be implemented as soon as possible, how can you be so soft-hearted?"

Qinglin pursed her lips, and took another deep look at Xiao Yunjian.

He sighed for a long time and said, "I can save it."

He asked again: "What about him? But I want to erase the memory of tonight."

The man in red curled his lips into a smile: "It's not useful, of course it's reserved for tomorrow's show. You said, if he remembered your real appearance, what would he say and do?"