The enemy has a crush on me

However, although he used the same routine, Wuliang Taihua was much worse than him.

These gossip and rumors are more similar to pure and malicious catharsis than the reasonable tactics of war that he guided public opinion before the war.

The topic of treason by the gang of the Immortal Clan has always been very secretive, Qingze can almost conclude that these words are all from the mouth of Wuliang Taihua.

I don't know how smug and powerful he is, the majestic Tianzun, so unscrupulous that he can say these unbearable remarks to those pedantic and upright subordinates and let them spread around.

Or how mad he was by his decision to openly defect from the fairy clan and join forces with the demon god and lose all reason.

Is it because of the former, or because of the latter?

One side was thinking, while the other side Anping sat on the seat and calmed down his breath. Feeling that he lost his composure just now, he folded his arm crossbow, clasped his hands, got up and left the seat.

Yin Luo ordered him to go and investigate. The wretched young man who called his second child said that he had heard from the crowd of beggars.

The people at that table stopped discussing this topic, and started eating in full swing.Although it is a noodle stall, there are some ordinary dishes, and ordering a pot of wine and a plate of peanuts is beautiful.

After a while, the guy finally came to their table with three bowls of noodles on a big plate. Looking at the square table where there was suddenly one person missing, he scratched his head, as if he was a little puzzled: "...the three small bowls you want. face?"

Qing Ze said: "There is still someone who will come back later, just let it go."

"Okay." The clerk put a bowl of noodles in front of Qingze, another bowl in front of Yin Luo, and finally put a bowl where Anping was sitting before.

Qingze sniffed it: "It's quite fragrant."

Yin Luo sniffed it too, and picked up the chopsticks.

The noodles are strong and the soup base is rich, which is very appetizing.

But Yin Luo's body seemed to be tense, he tried hard to eat a few mouthfuls, then stopped, looking at the big bowl of noodles, he couldn't eat any more.

Putting down the chopsticks, lowering his head, frowning, and closing his eyes, he sat on the seat for a while with a sad look, and then stood up silently.

Qing Ze said: "Yin Luo?"

Yin Luo said: "...I'll go back to the carriage first."

Qing Ze looked at him with half a bowl of noodles left: "Okay, you can go back."

Seeing Yin Luo leave, he lost his appetite for noodles, and absently stirred the bowl with his chopsticks.

The noodles were turned into a paste within two strokes, and he pushed them aside in disgust, watching Anping come back from a distance.

First of all, I cleaned up a few fairy officials.He looked at the seat and said, "Father."

Qing Ze said, he went back first.

Anping was silent for a moment, looked at the messed up noodles in Qingze's bowl, and said, "Why didn't you go back? The noodles are all lumpy, is that all you need?"

Qing Ze couldn't stand his eccentricity, frowned and said, "If it wasn't for waiting for you, little brat, why would I have waited until now?"

Anping was stunned for a moment, without saying a word, he took out the silver from his pocket and put it on the table.

Before walking out of the noodle stall, he still couldn't help but shoot a small flaming arrow at the table, scaring the people at the table into astonishment before leaving without looking back.

Seeing his movements, Qing Ze shook his head.

When they returned to the post station, the wound treatment of the previous horses had been slightly treated, and the handover procedures were also completed.The owner of the inn brought a few well-fed and ready-to-go horses for them to choose.

This should be what Yin Luo is best at, but looking at the motionless curtain, Yin Luo obviously has no intention of getting out of the carriage.

It was already very late at this time, the setting sun was completely blocked by the mountains, the sun was sinking, and the dim yellow light drew a thin, blurred line on the edge of the distant mountains.

Standing in the twilight, Qingze saw Anping Shumenshulu pull a horse, put it in front of the carriage, lift the curtain and get on the carriage.

He walked into the carriage and found that Yin Luo was sitting with his eyes closed and rested, as if he was not feeling well.

The front of the car was pressed slightly, the body trembled, and the wheels made two clicking sounds. It should be that Anping sat back in front of the car and was ready to set off on the horse.

Yin Luo shuddered, held on to the window frame, and did not let go until the carriage recovered its stability and began to drive slowly.

Qing Ze sat quietly in the carriage driving at a constant speed for a while, looked at Yin Luo who was clearly much lower than when he entered Border Town, and said, "Yin Luo, what's wrong with you?"

Yin Luo said: "..."

Yin Luo said: "Nothing."

It's nothing like this.

Yin Luo looked extremely uncomfortable, obviously sitting there motionless, but even the toes of the boots were slightly hooked up once and for all.

Qing Ze said: "Did you feel uncomfortable after hearing those words in that stall?"

He asked this question, but he didn't mean to listen to Yin Luo's answer. He coughed, sat down next to Yin Luo as if nothing had happened, and said: "In the past, there were people from Wuzhangyuan who sent the enemy city guards' women's clothes to show their humiliation. Although such low-level rhetoric about war tactics is the fastest to spread, most of them are intended to tease and ridicule. The more outrageous and absurd the words, the less people will take them seriously. Wuliang Taihua's release of these rumors is neither for the soldiers to hear , It’s not for the people to listen to, it’s for us to listen to, just to irritate us, unlike me before... Cough, this kind of remarks, and the kind of Shuntian Dao and Demon Slayer that I deliberately released before can really affect morale The guidance of public opinion is different, as long as we don't take it to heart, even if they say it is broken, it will have no effect on the battle situation."

Seeing that Yin Luo was distracted, Qing Ze frowned and said, "Yin Luo, look at me."

Yin Luo gritted his teeth and looked at Qing Ze.

Qing Ze looked at him for a while, then wiped off the sweat from his forehead.

"Now my reputation and yours are rotten, and everyone in the world knows about our adultery, so you have no reason to kick me away." Qing Ze smiled, "...It's just that they really talked too much about you. It's ugly. Wuliang Taihua is really a big pervert with gold and jade, but he looks like a majestic maniac, but he is actually an unscrupulous lunatic. Since leaving Honghuang, I have rarely seen such an inhuman weirdo. No Thinking that there is still one hidden here. When we finish him later, we must let him kneel down and apologize to you."

Yin Luo murmured in a low voice: "Your reputation is as bad as mine..."

He shook his head and stabilized his voice. For some reason, he suddenly said in a strange tone: "Song Qingze... Do you think I was not what they said I was at that time?"

Qing Ze was stunned for a moment.

The way they say?

Naturally not.

He subconsciously wanted to deny it, but because he thought of the psychological shock he had received at that time, all the absurdities that followed, and the stupid words he had said to Yin Luo that he couldn't hear much better than those people, he was slow to speak. After half a beat: "You, how can you be so exaggerated. What's more, you are affected by the magic energy, and you are almost healed now. You didn't lose control once on the battlefield. After the battlefield, I want to touch you, but you still don't want to. You are so powerful, why do you keep their nonsense in your heart?"

Seeing his silence, Yin Luo's heart sank a little, and he had the thought of breaking the jar.But when Qing Ze opened his mouth, he found that what he said was extremely serious, without any perfunctory meaning.

Yin Luo's forehead was still drenched with thin sweat, but he seemed to be really encouraged, nodded: "Yeah."

Only then did Qingze heave a sigh of relief, originally he wanted to let Yin Luo take its course and hug Yin Luo to comfort him, but seeing that his body was so tense, he stopped the hand that was about to reach out, and smiled to cover it up.

Yin Luo also smiled, turned his head to look out the window, and frowned again, his expression still restless.

He sat on pins and needles for a while, then lifted the curtain and said, "An'er, the dew is even deeper, why don't you rest for a while, and go on your way tomorrow."

Qing Ze dragged him back to the carriage and looked at him strangely: "Yin Luo, what's wrong with you? You're almost there, why did you stop suddenly?"

Yin Luo said: "If you travel at night, you will be in danger."

"Anping—don't listen to him." Qingze raised his voice and shouted out of the car, then turned his head and said to Yin Luo in a low voice: "This section of road is the area defended by the immortals, so we should not stay for long. This time we are If you go out in secret, it’s better to arrive as soon as possible. How do you think it’s time to come out?”

Yin Luo looked at Qing Ze helplessly, knowing that what Qing Ze said was indeed more reasonable than what he asked for, and after looking outside the carriage for a while, he found that the carriage didn't seem to stop at all, and he was extremely anxious.

He tried hard to think about it, but he really couldn't find a suitable reason. He lowered his head in frustration, took a while, pulled Qing Ze away from holding his hand, and said in a hoarse voice, "...I'll go to sleep first."

The carriage compartment is very spacious, the seats are mats when they are flat, and a bamboo curtain can be placed in the middle.

Yin Luo lowered his head, pulled down the bamboo curtain to separate the two, put down the mat, and lay down silently.

Curled up while lying down.

Originally it was expected to arrive at the valley before dark, and the Demon Emperor would definitely arrange accommodation for them, but because of the twists and turns before, they were delayed for half a day.

Today must be on the road overnight.

There is no village, no shop, no inn to rest here, so he will share a room with Qingze at night.

He was agitated by the words of those people in the noodle stall, and his mind was in a mess, so he forgot to estimate the remaining distance. He left the border town on impulse, missed the only chance to rest at the inn, and left himself in such a state. Dilemma.

He tried to get the demon general to stop the carriage and let him out, but failed.

He was left in the carriage, devoured by delusion in the night.

Qing Ze was right next to him, he really wanted to court Qing Ze.

In the past, Qingze would satisfy him even if he didn't need to court him.

If he makes a happy request, Qing Ze will definitely not refuse.I will definitely hold him in my arms, I will definitely kiss his body all over, and I will definitely make him feel refreshed to heaven.

Like countless times before.

"..."

But no.

If things go on like this, he will always be Yin Luo, the demonic emperor.Qing Ze takes pity on him, teases him, keeps company with him, goes through life and death together, and is willing to satisfy him with anything.

But do not love him.

And never love him.

If this continues, he will never be able to use his original identity to tell Qing Ze what he most wants to say.

Rao is that Qingze's attitude towards him is very natural now, and he also remembers Qingze's expression when he saw him for the first time on the tower.

Qingze can bear him like this only because he is Yin Luo.

It's just because Qingze knew Yin Luo's ending when he saw Yin Luo for the first time, and he also made a promise to save Yin Luo before Yin Luo died completely.

If you use this appearance to tell Qing Ze who he was before becoming Yin Luo, it will destroy Qing Ze.

"Um……"

Yin Luo bit the knuckles of one hand with his teeth to silence his voice, while the other hand trembled slightly and slowly stretched out in the darkness.

The long hair dyed black quietly twisted and twisted like a snake on the mat, and the night was filled with oppressive and depressing moisture.

There was a tooth mark on the knuckles, and bright red blood trickled down.

He wants Qing Ze's love.

He wanted to tell Zing Ze one day when the dust settled, a long, long time later.

He wants to change his fate against the sky, he wants to get back to the past, he wants to bring everything back to the beginning.

At dawn, the carriage had already stopped by the canyon.

Anping tapped outside the curtain and handed in a bamboo tube filled with water.

Qingze took the bamboo tube, took a few sips, and pulled up the bamboo curtain between the carriage.

The black-haired man stood motionless with his back facing him, his tense body relaxed unsuspectingly, his long hair outlined his sinuous waistline, his breathing was smooth and even, and he was obviously still in a deep sleep.

Qing Ze thought for a while, but did not wake Yin Luo up.He covered the bamboo tube, put it beside his pillow, opened the curtain and got out of the car.

The weather outside is very sunny, and the terrain seems to be very narrow at the beginning and suddenly open up.Qing Ze stretched his waist and took a deep breath.

Spit it out again.

This turned out to be a place where the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant.

The leaves are green and the branches are graceful.A few furry chubby yelled and shook their heads on the branches.

What are you shouting about, be careful that the young master catches you and roasts you and eats you up.

Qingze weighed two stones in his hand, looked at the bunch of stupid little fat birds on the branch, who didn't know their death was imminent, finally snorted, ran to another place to pick another root The grass stalk is in its mouth.

Anping touched from his waist, took out a small flare, dripped a drop of his own blood on it, and released it into the air.

I didn't expect this little devil to be so reliable now.

Qing Ze looked at him for a while, and sighed from the bottom of his heart: "You are a demon general, much more reliable than those few."

Anping sneered.

Qing Ze said: "Hiss, you—"

He pulled up his sleeves to hit someone, but Anping was busy with his own business, and had no intention of listening to him at all.

Qing Ze snorted, too lazy to argue with him.

Qing Ze has never been in the temperament of putting a hot face on a cold ass, but since knowing Anping's identity, he has done a lot of things.

Not because of anything else, but because he feels that Anping has gone astray now and has his own reasons.

He is used to being mean-speaking, except when he wants to please, most of the time his words are not so nice.Although the original intention was to let the little devil know that the sky is high and the earth is thick, he should stay in Taihan honestly and don't think of other ideas.But looking at the current appearance of the little ghost, it is obvious that he did something bad with good intentions, and left a heavy psychological shadow because of himself.

Yin Luo was affected by the demonic energy, and his temperament changed drastically. He dragged the child who trusted them at the beginning into the muddy water, and turned Anping into a loyal demon general to him.

A big mistake has been made, and there is no way to recover.Since I am already on the same front as Yin Luo, I should make up for the mistakes I made for Yin Luo.

This child was just an ordinary human race before, judging by his appearance, he was very young when he became possessed, so he must know nothing about what possessed means.

Humans are often very smart.

Maybe it was because he was defeated by himself, and he wanted to have powerful magic power; maybe it was because his parents died tragically, so he wanted to have an infinite lifespan; .

Yin Luo should have told him what it means to be enchanted, but Yin Luo obviously didn't tell him from this result.

Maybe he still doesn't know so well until now, that's why he has been listening to Yin Luo's orders, fighting south and north, thinking that this is some kind of gift, and respecting Yin Luo as the father who gave him a second life.

But if he returns to the human world one day, and sees the reincarnation of the human race, life, old age, sickness and death, joys and sorrows, love and hatred, and recalls the past of the human race, he knows what he has completely lost, what Yin Luo has done to him, and what he is in. In what a rambling hell.

It is absolutely impossible for him not to bear a grudge against Yin Luo.