The villain master dressed as a sick and charming male protagonist

Yan Cangming stood there with a stern expression and gloomy eyes, completely different from the crying man last night.

Zhong Zishu felt a little apprehensive, he looked away, avoided Yan Cangming, and wanted to leave.

Unexpectedly, Yan Cangming stretched out his hand unexpectedly, and pulled the man into his arms. His big scorching palm was undeniably locked around his waist, his face was gloomy, and his lips were pursed into a straight line.

He is very angry now!

real!very angry!

Especially when he saw Zhong Zishu's happy face the moment he received the imperial edict of marriage.

It made him so angry that he wanted to strangle him.

Sanity and all that, all gone.

In the Soul Concentrating Lamp, Xunli wanted to stop him, but he didn't have enough mana, so he could only be anxious.

"Let go!" Zhong Zishu raised his eyebrows coldly, and his expression was not much better.

Yan Cangming didn't listen to the persuasion, and with a cold face, he pulled off Zhong Zishu's belt, and said in a dark tone, "Don't you remember me? It's okay, anyway, you have done it so many times, your body will always remember it. It's something that is engraved in your bones." , I will never forget it!"

Zhong Zishu was startled, and then struggled desperately: "Are you fucking crazy?!"

Yan Cangming laughed: "I've been crazy for a long time!"

"Tear—" Yan Cangming directly tore the clothes off.

Zhong Zishu was stunned for a moment, and when he was unprepared for a moment, Yan Cangming pressed him on the table, his handsome face was pressed down like this, Zhong Zishu turned his face sideways, and the kiss landed on his neck.

Yan Cangming didn't know how to restrain himself.

Zhong Zishu's expression towards the imperial decree almost drove him crazy with jealousy.

"Brother Zishu, are you there?" A mischievous voice sounded.

Zhong Zishu was startled, his whole body tensed up, and he looked at the man lying on top of him in horror.

Seeing Yan Cangming grinning, he bit his shoulder directly, the pain was not painful but hard to ignore, Zhong Zishu quickly covered his mouth, very annoyed.

Yan Cangming said in a low voice: "Tell me, if your little Qingmei came in and saw this scene, what kind of expression would she have?"

This is a blatant threat.

Zhong Zishu's toes were tense, his face was livid, and he gritted his teeth angrily: "Get lost!"

Even the expression when he was angry was exactly the same, Yan Cangming couldn't help being in a daze for a while.

But the actions of his subordinates did not stop.

"Stop! Yan Cangming, stop!" Zhong Zishu trembled uncontrollably, his shame made him unsteady, and at the same time, he was also afraid.

This person is not human!The fucking devil!

"Brother Zishu, are you there?" The doubtful voice was getting closer.

Yan Cangming didn't intend to let him go, he poked his finger down, but was held by a cold hand, raised his eyes, and met a pair of eyes full of hatred.

"I will hate you!"

I will hate you.

Yan Cangming's mind finally regained a bit of clarity, and his eyes showed pain and sadness.

"If she finds out, I will die in front of you!" Zhong Zishu roared with red eyes.

Yan Cangming was shocked, his pupils were slightly dilated, his expression suddenly became painful and sad, and he let go of Zhong Zishu subconsciously.

Just at this moment, Jiang Yan opened the door and came in.

Zhong Zishu's face changed drastically, but Yan Cangming cast a spell in time, covered Zhong Zishu's mouth from behind, and said via voice transmission: "She can't see us."

Zhong Zishu's nervousness gradually eased, but his body was still tense.

Yan Cangming couldn't help but smiled wryly.

Jiang Yan searched for a while, then scratched her head: "It's strange, where are you going?"

After speaking, although Jiang Yan was slightly puzzled, she still left.

Zhong Zishu couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief.

Subconsciously tugged on his somewhat disheveled clothes.

Suddenly, a wave of warmth hit.

Zhong Zishu was surprised, conditioned reflex, slapped him, and cursed: "I respect your feelings! But please respect me too, I am Zhong Zishu, and I like women! I let you in to see you Poor. I have my own dignity, if you bully me with your status as an immortal, I will..."

Before he finished speaking, Zhong Zishu stopped.

Because he saw Yan Cangming's eyes that were gradually turning red, and fog gradually formed in those black pupils.

Averting his eyes, Yan Cangming pushed open the door with strides and left.

Zhong Zishu's eyes fell on the clothes that fell to the ground with complicated eyes.

original……

He wanted to put a coat on himself.

Zhong Zishu's heart was in a state of confusion, he knew that he had really hurt Yan Cangming with those eyes.

but……

He is really not Xunli Immortal Venerable!

"Damn it!" Zhong Zishu cursed furiously.

After going out the door, Yan Cangming stood there in a daze, he suddenly didn't know where to go, and he had no strength at all.

But I don't want to show my fragile self in front of people.

So he hid in the corner behind the small courtyard, where there was a firewood pile, which could be covered.

Yan Cangming hugged his body tightly, took out the Soul Gathering Lamp and the little wooden man, hugged them in his arms, and curled up in a corner of the firewood pile.

long silence...

For a long time until the darkness came, Yan Cangming didn't move, the soul-gathering lamp radiated faint light and warmth, as if it was giving Yan Cangming the last bit of comfort.

Yan Cangming knew that Xunli felt sorry for him.

Desperately trying to force a smile.

However, when I thought that Master would not be able to see it.

Yan Cangming was even more wronged.

"I will hate you."

"If she finds out, I will die in front of you..."

Yan Cangming couldn't laugh anymore.

After a while, Yan Cangming gave a low laugh, the world is so hard, he doesn't even want to come here in his next life.

After laughing for a long time, a suppressed cry came from the firewood pile.

Taking out a small knife, Yan Cangming began to carve the little wooden figure crazily again under the moonlight.His eyes were fierce and tight, and he didn't care if he scratched his hand. The whole person was crazy and terrifying.

It was as if this could ease the pain in his heart a little.

Xunli can't see it, so he can only listen.My heart felt tight, but even if he was by my side, there was nothing I could do.

Yan Cangming's pain will not be relieved.

He also wanted to live, really wanted to, for his Ayan.

"What should I do..." Tired of engraving, Yan Cangming hugged the bloody little wooden figure, 1.9 meters tall, just like a child, curled up there helplessly, his whole body tensed up, his whole body fainted Drowsy, just fell asleep like this.

In troubled times, he couldn't protect Xun Li.

Now the world is safe, and he can't find Xunli.

What's the point of him being alive...?

At this time, Zhong Zishu also came out, he couldn't really let Yan Cangming leave, the painful eyes, the miserable expression moved him.

Carrying an oil seal and stepping in the mud, Zhong Zishu was very anxious.

I searched around the courtyard, but I couldn't find Yan Cangming, but Zhong Zishu didn't intend to give up. He was even subconsciously certain that Yan Cangming would not go far away.

In fact, his guess was right.

When he walked for the third time, a blood-stained wooden figure rolled to his feet.