The villain master dressed as a sick and charming male protagonist

Xun An'an knelt outside for two whole days without a drop of water.

But Yan Cangming was lying on his back in the cave, his eyes were lifeless, his heart was ashamed, he was no longer able to fight against the sky.

If this is the fate, let him die with the master.

An An is not only his life, but also the master's life.

Take An'an's life to save Master.

This is impossible.

Xun An'an's face was frighteningly pale, and when she was on the verge of falling, he supported her shoulders with both hands, Xun An'an looked back with difficulty, but met a strange face.

"You are……"

Yan Mo sighed, patted the little girl's shoulder, then stretched out his palms, sending her spiritual power to keep her alive.

"My name is Yan Mo, you should call me Grandpa."

The corners of Xun An'an's eyes were moist: "Grandpa, Father Wang..."

Yan Mo raised his hand, motioning for her not to say any more: "I understand."

Xun Anan cried: "Is there any other way?"

Yan Mo also sighed a little, in this world, they are always unkind to their father and son, and even... have never been kind.

"There is a purification pool in the Demon Realm, which can reshape your soul. It's just... once you reshape it, you can only stay in the Demon Realm to stay with grandpa for the rest of your life, and you will lose love and lose your five senses.

Because only the demons can survive without a soul, and this is a forbidden technique, a forbidden technique that even your father and king don't know about.And this is the only way to save Xunli, are you willing? "

Yan Mo said this carefully.

This is an extremely risky decision.

Xun An'an's body can be kept, but her soul has been integrated with her body, which is what Yama said has been fused into a part of her body, and she is a complete person.

If you want to save Xunli, you must withdraw your soul.And the pain of pulling out the soul... very human beings can bear it.

Xun An'an was originally a dead person, relying on Xunli's immortal energy and three souls, it was not easy to survive till now.

If the soul is exhausted, it is entirely possible for the body to directly turn into blood.

But with Yan Mo here, this kind of thing can be avoided.

However, the next step is to reshape the soul, reshape the soul, and it must be the demon race.

It means that Xun An'an will no longer be able to cultivate immortality, and it also means that after remodeling, he may be a puppet. Even if the memory is instilled in it, the fact that the puppet cannot be changed.

He didn't tell Yan Cangming about this decision because Yan Cangming would never agree.

But his stupid son disagrees.

Three lives, all will be gone.

Therefore, Yan Mo was the first to find Xun An'an.

When Yan Wang said this, Yan Mo was not surprised.

Because the pain he faced back then was no less than that of Yan Cangming.

His wife was humiliated and died with injustice.

And he pierced the sky, but he didn't find the person, let alone the soul, he couldn't even find the trace of the dragon girl's existence.

And because of his hatred, he hated Longnu for decades.

On the day when the truth was revealed, if he hadn't been sane, he might have embraced the tomb of Dragon Girl's clothes and left with her.

Xun An'an didn't hesitate: "Grandpa, I am willing, let's start now, take out my soul."

Yan Mo patted the little girl's shoulder: "Becoming a demon for a while, and being a demon for the rest of your life, are you really willing?"

Xun Anan glanced at the direction of the cave, and suddenly burst into a smile, full of warmth like melting winter snow.

"Father is also a demon, isn't he?"

Yan Mo was slightly stunned: "Do you know the pain of convulsions..."

Xun An'an: "My father has also suffered such pain. If my father can bear it, so can An'an."

Yan Cangming also suffered this kind of pain?

Yan Mo subconsciously clenched Xun An'an's hand, probed it carefully, and then his eyes lit up.

"You have his soul in you!"

Xun Anan smiled: "Yes, not only father's three souls, but also father's one soul and one soul constitute a complete me."

Yan Mo was not interested in asking how Xun An'an knew how he was formed, but what he wanted to say was.

"You are all saved."

Xun Anan was taken aback: "Huh?"

"Your father's soul and soul are the souls of the Gods. If you take back the three souls of your father, relying on the souls of the Gods, even if there is only one soul, it is enough for you to live, but you will I lost my spiritual power, but who is your father?"

Yan Mo suddenly laughed loudly: "Your father is the main god of the ancient times! With your father around, losing your spiritual power is nothing at all. He just waved his hand and passed it on to you, which is enough for you to continue cultivating immortality."

Xun An'an was in a daze when he heard that, but he quickly realized: "We... are all saved?"

Yan Mo was so happy that he pulled Xun An'an and disappeared in place.

"Of course it can be saved! Hahaha! It's just that you have to go through the pain of conjuring your soul..."

"Don't worry, I can make it through. I'm going to take my father and dad to the south of the Yangtze River. And... I will buy a courtyard for my grandpa in the future, hehe..."

And Yan Cangming didn't know what night it was, he was lying in the cave, and since Xun An'an left, he didn't get up and move.

He seemed to have returned to the night when Zishu got married, begging for nothing, wanting nothing, just waiting for death.

Naturally, he didn't know that the soul-gathering lamp in the storage bag had gone out.

"Ayan..."

In a daze, Yan Cangming seemed to hear a familiar voice.

Yan Cangming didn't open his eyes, but said in a hoarse voice: "Master came to pick me up?"

Xunli squatted down slowly, his eyes were red again and again: "Ayan, I'm back as a teacher."

Oh, not to pick him up.

Then let this dream last a little longer.

Suddenly, the warm palm wrapped his fingers, and gently opened his stiff knuckles, and finally, the fingers interlocked.

The palms of each other were sweating, and Yan Cangming's brain couldn't turn at all. At this moment, he should be excited and crazy.

But at this moment, Yan Cangming found that he was actually scared, terrified, and even trembling slightly.

The disappointment again and again made him resist physically, even resisted, so that he didn't speak for a long time.

Use silence to build a defense tower of your own.

He really... couldn't take it anymore.

He curled up there, and the person behind him hugged him from behind, and his warm lips sprayed on the back of his neck with scorching breath.

Every word is full of power.

Xunli repeated again: "Ayan, I'm back as a teacher."

Yan Cangming seemed to tremble a little, but he still didn't look back.

Xunli's eyes are full of distress, even his heart is throbbing and aching, both eyes and heart are hot.

He has been empty for thousands of years, and he has never had such a state of mind at this moment. Even the pain he endured before his death is less than one-tenth of what he is now.

He never does things that he is not sure of, and always looks like he is sure of winning. He is the main god in the eyes of the gods, unattainable.It is also a god respected by mortals and is admired by thousands of people.All these things were expected by him.

He even facilitated the adoption of An An in the first place.

And later, come back before An An and Ji.

He thought well, even though it was difficult, he would come back while kneeling and crawling, and he would not miss Ayan's promise.

His temperament has always been calm, no matter how uncomfortable he is, he will endure it.The solution was very painful, he knew that Yan Cangming would not agree, so he never said it, he cherished every encounter, he knew what Yan Cangming wanted.

Xunli laughed at himself, look, he is always so conceited.

No wonder God wanted to torture him like this.

He has calculated all the back roads, he wants An An to accompany Yan Cangming and wait for him to come back.

But because Ayan was also involved in this calculation, he miscalculated.

The obsession was too deep and heavy, so that the three spirits sent to An An, and gave A Yan another heavy and fatal blow.

He really didn't expect that his obsession had gone so deep.

It hurt An'an, and even Ayan.

Blame him for being too confident, thinking that everything is under control, but he doesn't know.

There is another person, he can't control it all the time, he can't help feeling sorry for this person, he can't control his heart, it's so hot, the heartbeat is so violent, once touched, it won't let go for a long time.

Sense, rationality, IQ, EQ.

When you meet this person, you will collapse.

He was so stupid at this time, so stupid that he didn't know how to explain it when faced with such a situation.

What to say?

I'm sorry I'm late?

still is……

What is it?

Xun Li is really unexpected.

Only relying on the most unspeakable feelings deep in my heart, I repeated this sentence: "Ayan, I am back as a teacher."

At this moment, he knew Yan Cangming's state of mind, so he was very distressed.

But all he could do was wait, suppressing all his emotions, and wait for this person to recover.

Xunli could still guess the ending, he knew, and was even sure that Yan Cangming would come back to his senses and take him into his arms.

But this waiting process.

It is tormenting and painful.