The villain master dressed as a sick and charming male protagonist

Her throat was choked, her eyes were red, and her heart ached unbearably.

Yan Cangming leaned over slightly, and pressed a kiss lightly on the back of that white and flawless neck, his voice was slightly hoarse: "Master, this disciple's original intention is not like this..."

Xunli smiled lightly, with tears in his eyes, and replied softly: "It's okay, Ayan's heart is not bad."

His body gradually heated up, Yan Cangming sniffed, and didn't continue this topic, but fished out a jug of wine from somewhere, handed it to Xunli, and said: "It's not good to be sober, and it's winter, don't you?" How about some wine to warm you up?"

Sober, we're all too sane.

No, take advantage of the slight drunkenness and fall in love after drinking.

Xun Li shook his head, there was a bit of doting in his eyes, he stretched out his hand to take it, then raised his head and gulped it down.

The strong wine entered his throat, but it really quenched his hunger and thirst.

"Isn't Master afraid that the disciple will poison the wine?" The man's teasing words sounded from behind.

After eating the whole pot, Xunli's cheeks seemed to be a little blush, turned around, raised his eyes, the end of his eyes was a little red, and the corners of his lips were still stained with water, he said with a smile: "I'm not afraid of being a teacher, as long as I'm A Yan Yes, you have to take the poison too."

The tip of Yan Cangming's heart seemed to be stabbed for a moment, and then it began to hurt densely, and it seemed a little sore, like old vinegar being knocked over. Although it was bearable, it was still very uncomfortable.

He frowned slightly, then fished out another jug ​​of wine out of nowhere, raised his head, and drank it all in one gulp.

Xun Li didn't stop him, he just drank his worries away.

But is he drunk? In the past three years, day and night, he drank countless wines, but the more he drank, the more sober his mind became. This person, the more sober he is, the more uncomfortable he is.

"Master, in fact, a person like this disciple deserves to be lonely all his life, but you just want to be nice to him, and you want to be a ray of light in his dark and rotten days. You are very greedy, and I can't see you smiling at others. ..." As Yan Cangming spoke, the corners of his eyes became moist.

This wine is useless to Xunli, but it is very useful to Yan Cangming.

Xun Li thought, the demons are probably too strong to drink.

"Actually, the obedience and humility of the disciples in the past was all pretending. The disciples were paranoid, belligerent, and extremely possessive. I couldn't control it at all. I wanted to have an unruly love to death day and night..."

The wine is not intoxicating, but when he looked up, he saw Yan Cangming's eyes were burning, his face was inexplicably hot, he lowered his head hastily, and the tips of his ears were thinly red.

"Actually, Ayan probably doesn't have to be like this." The familiar voice sounded again.

Yan Cangming chuckled, once he drank too much, he became very bold, whether he was a coward or not a human being, if he used alcohol to pretend to be crazy, he would be blatant today!

Stretching out his hand, he pulled the man into his arms, and asked in his ear, "What do you mean, master?"

I thought I wouldn't be able to wait for an answer, but in just a few seconds, the man replied: "You don't need to use alcohol to build up your courage, and you are willing to be a teacher."

As long as Ayan is happy, she can do anything as a teacher.

A Yan has had a hard time since she was a child, and she feels sorry for her teacher.

Thinking about it, Xunli raised his hand, patted Yan Cangming's back lightly, and whispered softly as if trying to coax a child: "Ayan, don't be so stubborn, Ayan has a good heart, and I have always liked it as a teacher. In the past, Now and in the future, as a teacher, I will always be with Ayan, and I will never let Ayan, who is a teacher, suffer any harm."

The defenses in his heart collapsed, Yan Cangming couldn't hide the tears in his eyes anymore, lying on Xunli's chest, under the pretext of being drunk, he couldn't help crying.

"The disciple is wrong... The disciple did not intend to hurt the heart of the master... The disciple did not intend to kill them..."

The sound of sobbing came out intermittently, like a person who committed a heinous crime, confessing his sins.

But his Ayan, what is the crime?

"Ayan doesn't cry, as a teacher, I understand." Xun Li's mouth was sour, his eyes were red for a week, how could he not know the pain in Ayan's heart.

It is precisely because of knowing that he is reluctant to let him stay alone in this dark world of demons, and restore the cruelly murdered demon king.

His Ayan never shed tears easily, but every time she shed tears, including the current crying bitterly, it was all because of him.

Xun Xin feels ashamed.

Helping up Yan Cangming who was trembling from crying with both hands, Xun Li leaned over and sealed his mouth with his lips.

Tonight, let's not talk about family and country affairs, the rise and fall of the Three Realms.

He just wanted that his Ayan could be happier.

Just a little bit.

There is no sun in the Demon Realm, and Xunli woke up feeling sore and limp, and then fell asleep under the scorching heat.

When all the dust settled, when Xunli woke up, he was no longer in the hot spring, but lying on a soft bed with thick down pillows, which was very soft. There were many heaters in the room, and there were still Holding a thermos.

Throat is still a little sore, and voice is a little hoarse.

Once the memory returned, I couldn't help but blush again.

The entrance to the Demon Realm was closed again, and the gods of the God Realm descended to the Realm many times, but returned without success. The natural and man-made disasters in the world never stopped.

Seven days have passed, except for the demon world, which is still peaceful, the people of the god world are on their backs, the demon world is fighting fiercely, the underworld is too busy to take care of itself, and the mortal people are struggling to survive.

And all of this is just because the main god is not in the god position, so the already unstable foundation of luck has been shaken again.

And all of this, Yan Cangming didn't want Xunli to know.

He didn't know how long it would take to close the entrance to the Demon Realm.But now, it is only a moment to be able to stop it for a while.

"Master, let's have some porridge. I have worked hard for you these few days." The visitor walked in a hurry, and arrived before the sound of the person arriving.

Xunli's face was a little pale, but his energy was still good, but he was tired and too lazy to get up, so he lay on his side on the bed, supported his head with one hand, and said, "Let it go, I'm very tired as a teacher, I'll drink later. "

The man chuckled, then lifted the curtain and walked in. His handsome face was as good as before, but he seemed a little more mature and resolute, with a smile on his face all the time, not as gloomy as he was a few days ago.

Xun Li felt a little better.

Even if he moved his body a little bit, he still broke out in a cold sweat. As his apprentice grew up, he almost couldn't stand it anymore.

"Master, don't snooze any more. My disciple will feed you the porridge. If you want to rest, I will accompany you again." Yan Cangming sat beside Xunli's bed, holding a bowl of porridge with vegetables and lean meat. He was the one who went to the small kitchen in person. boiled.

Even with their bodies, they don't need to eat these mortal foods to maintain their lives.However, whether it is him or Xunli, they are willing to live their own lives in ordinary days.

After finishing the porridge, Xunli's face gradually turned rosy.

Rarely enjoy some warm moments.

Xunli suddenly said: "Tomorrow, you can go to the mortal world with me as a teacher."

Yan Cangming was slightly stunned, his smile froze for a moment, he put down the bowl, wiped the corners of Xunli's lips carefully, and said: "In two days' time it will be the eighth day of the lunar new year, I will introduce you to my brother in the Demon Realm."

Xunli was stunned for a moment, and wanted to say something, Yan Cangming continued: "Yuehua has a magic blade watching over him, his life is safe, don't worry."

Although Xunli didn't understand why Yan Cangming changed the subject, he nodded obediently and didn't continue to talk about going to the mortal world, but as the main god, he still cared about the common people in his heart.

"As a teacher, I miss Yuehua a little. Let the magic blade bring him over to catch up with the teacher later." Xunli lay down again, wanting to sleep again.

Yan Cangming stretched out his hand and rubbed Xunli's soft green hair, and said with a smile: "When the master recovers, it's not too late to see you again, go to sleep, the disciple is here to guard the master."

There was no disturbance on Xun Li's face, but there was an uproar in his heart.

"Okay." Without further questioning, Xunli gradually closed his eyes, feeling sleepy at first.But now, he has no sleep at all.