Oops, husband, he's probably not human

"En," Ke Yuanqing couldn't help but exhale in pain.

'Crack——'

"Well, Luo...Luo Xun," the cry of pain, the sound of bones breaking, followed by punch after punch, the national teacher felt that he was about to be beaten to death by Luo Xun.

No, he cannot give up.

Step by step, he changed from an unknown ordinary person to Haoyue's highly respected national teacher, to controlling Yan Chuchen and almost destroying a dynasty.

How much effort did he put in?

How much has he suffered in the modern age?

How could he just give up what he had been chasing for his whole life?

Yan Chuchen, yes, he also has Yan Chuchen.

Bearing the pain of broken bones all over his body, Ke Yuanqing rang the soul bell that he had never put down in his hand again, fearing that he would not be able to control it, he also used Luo Xun's blow to vomit his blood on the soul bell.

Cooperating with the mantra uttered in his mouth, the soul bell was forced to take effect, and Yan Chuchen, who was about to break free from control, also froze for a moment at this moment.

When he realized something was wrong, he had already rushed towards Luo Xun.

No, Xiao Xun cannot be hurt.

Can't hurt him.

He tried hard to wake up, but the soul bell ringing in his ear made him lose control involuntarily.

"Kill Luo Xun, kill Luo Xun," an order came from the depths of his soul, and he was about to lose control of himself.

"Ow—"

Yan Chuchen raised his head to the sky and screamed like a wild beast, the yin energy around his body became more and more intense, and the soul ring of Ding Lingling in his ears was fighting against the self-awareness deep in his soul.

"Kill Luo Xun, kill Luo Xun."

"Kill Luo Xun, kill Luo Xun."

"Ow—"

In the end, it was the soul bell that occupied the top, Yan Chuchen lost his mind again, and fiercely attacked Luo Xun.

As I said before, Luo Xun has self-awareness. When he saw Yan Chuchen attacking him, he had one thought in his mind: "You can't hurt Chen." '

Yan Chuchen did not have this awareness, and his attacks on Luo Xun became more and more violent, as if there was some deep hatred.

Luo Xun avoided it again and again, and Yan Chuchen tried to kill him again and again.

"Achen."

"Achen."

Luo Xun was so desperate, tears rolled out uncontrollably, seeping into the blindfolded ribbon.

He thinks that the cruelest thing in this world is that the person you love the most turns against you. He kills you, but you can't bear to fight back because you love him.

"Achen, don't force me, don't force me."

"Xiao Xun."

In fact, Yan Chuchen was also struggling painfully in Luo Xun's avoidance time and time again.

The master's order was clearly to kill this person, but there was a voice in the depths of his soul that kept telling him that Xiao Xun should not be hurt, Xiao Xun should not be hurt.

But the soul bell next to his ear made him unable to stop.

until……

When Luo Xun evaded again, the Yin Qi from Yan Chuchen's attack happened to hook off the black ribbon on Luo Xun's blindfold.

The ribbon falls, and the pink pupils appear.

When a pair of weird pink pupils looked directly at Yan Chuchen, the ghost king's hand that was about to stab Luo Xun's neck stopped immediately.

He looked into Luo Xun's eyes and shook his body.

"Xiao Xun."

"Luo Xun."

Taking the opportunity to climb to the side, the national teacher saw that something was wrong, and rang the soul bell again.

But this time Luo Xun didn't give him a chance, he stepped forward, grabbed the national teacher's neck, and smashed the copper soul bell with one hand.

"don't want--"

As soon as the soul bell is broken, the national teacher will know that he is finished.

Sure enough, with the shattering of the soul bell, Yan Chuchen completely lost control, the buried memory slowly rose up, and the controlled rationality also recovered at this moment.

He slowly turned his head to look at 'Luo Xun', wanting to cry out in pain.

He actually hurt the person he loved the most.

Recalling the torture that Luo Xun suffered because of him during this period, Yan Chuchen could only feel the pain.

"Ke Yuanqing—"

Snatching the national teacher from Luo Xun's hand, Yan Chuchen, who was in a hurry, slapped the head that Luo Xun had beaten into a pig's head, followed by the sound of a broken neck bone.

The national teacher almost died on the spot.

His eyes were still wide open, as if he was not reconciled, not reconciled to his whole life but ended up like this.

He refined Yan Chuchen into a ghost king, and finally died in his hands.

What is the elixir of life, what is Haoyue's national teacher, what is the dream of working hard for a lifetime.

They all came to naught under the palm of Yan Chuchen.

He still lost after all.

Even in the past thousands of years, he still lost to Yan Chuchen, to the world-famous Prince Haoyue.

The soft body gradually slipped, and Ke Yuanqing's disgusting life finally came to an end.

……

"don't want--"

With the end of Ke Yuanqing's fate, a painful cry came from a distance.

Looking back, it was Yan Chulin who had arrived.

Along with him were Master Luo Xun, Ke Shaobin, and Li Shenghai and other policemen.

The armed police failed to catch the man, and they were deceived by the doll made by the national teacher. Fortunately, the blood of the national teacher remained on the doll, and the master had to spend a lot of effort to calculate the direction.

Unexpectedly, when he just arrived in Fengyang, he only found Yan Chulin who was still in a coma, Ouyang Nuan who was seriously injured and under control, and a big black tiger.

Fortunately, the police tracked down the next destination of the national teacher through telephone monitoring, and they arrested Yan Chulin, and they rushed here without stopping.

After getting off the plane and taking a car, they finally arrived, just in time to witness Yan Chuchen slapping the national teacher to death.

"Father, father—"

Yan Chulin, who was still under the custody of the police, was about to burst into tears as he watched his adoptive father, who had loved him for more than 20 years, die at the hands of Yan Chuchen.

He wanted to stop it, but it was too late.

Yan Chulin was completely stunned.

His father, just gone?

However, this is not the most painful thing. People have souls, and there is no distinction between good and evil, loyalty and evil.

The same goes for the national teacher.

But as soon as Ke Yuanqing's soul floated out, before he could even take a look at Yan Chulin, he was grabbed by the neck by the angry Yan Chuchen and tore into pieces.

The three souls and seven souls are split, and it is difficult to survive without the soul flying away.

"Father--"

Yan Chulin broke free like crazy and rushed towards the policeman, but only encountered the limp corpse.

"Father, father."

No matter how many bad things the national teacher has done, he has never treated him badly.

Watching his father die and disappear but being powerless, just like when Huo Xun fell to his death by mistake, Yan Chulin only felt a thunderbolt from the blue sky.

In this strange world, no one loves him anymore.

In this thousand-year-old world, no one loves him anymore.

"Father, father, why do you have the heart to leave Lin'er alone, father," he couldn't bear it any longer, and wept bitterly while hugging his father's body.

……

The master also ran to Luo Xun in a hurry, he had already seen that something was wrong with the little apprentice at this moment.

Fortunately, when they came, they only saw Yan Chuchen making a move, otherwise they would not be able to tell in the future.

However, Yan Chuchen was faster than him, and after tearing apart the soul of the national teacher, he hugged Luo Xun, his hoarse voice was extremely painful: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry Xiao Xun, it's because I didn't fulfill my promise to protect you for the rest of my life, and you suffered So much damage."

"Achen."

With a sway of his body, Luo Xun fell limply into Yan Chuchen's arms.

His ears were buzzing, as if something was leaving his body, for a moment he felt that his body was light and unreal, as if it wasn't his own.

Consciousness is also a little unclear.

"Xiao Xun, Xiao Xun?"

"Luo Xun, Luo Xun?"

With the voices of Master and Yan Chuchen whispering in his ears, Luo Xun gradually regained consciousness, moved his fingers, and regained control of his body.

Heat, pain, thirst, hunger, and physiological reactions also followed.

Looking at it again, the pale pink and strange pupils have returned to normal, and the left eye that was stabbed by the dagger has also healed as before.

He regained his sight.

"Achen?"

Luo Xun hurriedly raised his head to look at Yan Chuchen, and saw that Achen's dark pupils had returned to normal, and he was looking at him with a face full of pain.

"Achen, Achen," his Achen, has he finally returned?

"Xiao Xun, I'm sorry," at this moment Yan Chuchen was in more pain than anyone else.

"I do not blame you."

Raising his hand to hug Yan Chuchen back, Luo Xun had waited for a long time for this moment, but he almost couldn't hold on, "I don't blame you, I really don't blame you."

As long as Ah Chen can recover, no matter how much he pays, it will be worth it.

However, the more Luo Xun was like this, the more painful it was for Yan Chuchen.

From the time he was controlled back to Nanshan Garden to blind Luo Xun's eyes, one after another, Luo Xun suffered too much for him.

He also remembered what happened during the period of being controlled.

Thinking of Luo Xun being hanged upside down for bloodletting, he still endured the pain and bit his wrist to help him break through.

When he thought of Luo Xun being beaten and gouged out by Ke Yuanqing in front of his eyes, he felt so uncomfortable that he felt like dying.

If he knew this earlier, he shouldn't have been close to Luo Xun in the first place.

Even if he wants to be controlled by Ke Yuanqing and hurt the world, he doesn't want to hurt Luo Xun.

Even if he was going to lose his soul in the end, he didn't want the already poor Luo Xun to be involved.

He regrets it, he really regrets it.

……

"Yan Chuchen."

Yan Chulin finally put down the dead father's body. He cried and cried, and suddenly laughed, "I still lost after all, I still lost to you after all."

He lost the throne, lost Huo Xun, and now he can't even keep his last relative.

He really didn't know what it meant to be alive.

"I hate you the most in my life. Obviously I am Haoyue's eldest prince, and I am the legitimate prince. Why is everything yours just because your mother is favored?"

"Where am I worse than you?"

Kneeling on the ground holding Ke Yuanqing's body, Yan Chulin looked at Luo Xun and then at Yan Chuchen.

"Father doesn't like me, Huo Xun doesn't like me, mother and concubine don't love me because I can't be a prince, I only have a foster father, why should I be taken away by you?"

Not only the throne, not only Huo Xun, but also his father's favor.

Why are they all Yan Chuchen's?

Why doesn't one belong to him?

"Just because your mother is a queen, you are a descendant, and my concubine is just a concubine, are you going to wipe out all my hard work?"

"In terms of martial arts, talent and learning, how far am I worse than you?"

After losing his last relative, Yan Chulin finally broke out.

Changing from the appearance of your noble son before, he yelled and accused Yan Chuchen heart-piercingly.

Then he looked at Luo Xun again.

"You have never been reluctant to look at me. Even though I have saved you countless times, you still only have Yan Chuchen in your eyes, and only your fiancé. You will never see my existence."

"You said that I don't have the heart of the world, it's because I only have you in my heart!"

"No, not really."

Luo Xun suddenly raised his head, and looked at Yan Chulin with a flat expression, "You only have yourself in your heart, and only your adoptive father."

"You keep saying it's not fair, but you never see what other people have done."

"You said that you are better than Yan Chuchen in terms of martial arts and talent, but when the Western Merchant soldiers approached the city, who would lead the troops to defend the city regardless of the danger?"

"is it you?"

"Is it your adoptive father?"

"It's Yan Chuchen, the much-loved Prince Haoyue."

"You were the one who guarded the border of the Western Shang Dynasty, but why was it Yan Chuchen who was seriously injured in the end defending the city and almost failed to be rescued?"

"Where's your talent? Where's your courage?"

"Where is your heart for the country and the people?"

"Didn't you abandon the city and leave the lives of tens of thousands of people to Yan Chuchen?"

"At that time, he was only 16 years old. If you were afraid of death, wouldn't he be afraid of death?"

This period of history has also been made into a TV series, and Luo Xun also specifically asked Yan Chuan to verify it. Although there are some changes, the main direction remains the same.

It was also because of this that Emperor Haoyue appointed Yan Chuchen as the crown prince in the spring of the second year.

Yan Chuchen was not able to be the prince because his mother was the queen.

Emperor Haoyue didn't really fail to see Yan Chulin.

He also gave Yan Chulin a chance, but he didn't grasp it well.

A prince who can abandon tens of thousands of people is not worthy of being the king of a country.

"You only know that you are not a direct descendant and you are not favored, but you know that your mother and concubine gave birth to you through abnormal means. In all fairness, would you like a child born to a woman who designed you?"

Yan Chulin's mother and concubine planned to give birth to him when Emperor Haoyue was still the crown prince, so he was older than Yan Chuchen who was born to the crown prince and concubine.

"You keep asking why, but you never go back to the source and think about the reason."

"You keep saying that you love Huo Xun, but you still let that young master who has never seen any wind and rain die miserably, and even witnessed the tragedy of his fiancé before he died."

"He obviously had the opportunity to wait for the flowers to bloom next year, but you deprived him of his last hope."

"What right do you have to say you love him?"

"What right do you have to say you like me?"

"Even if you think about me a little bit, you won't come to this point, let alone watch your adoptive father die tragically."

"Yan Chulin, it was never others who created all of this, but yourself."

"..."

Every word and every sentence was deeply embedded in Yan Chulin's heart.

Looking at the heartless Luo Xun in front of him, Yan Chulin finally realized that all this was wrong from the beginning.

He was a person who shouldn't have appeared, but appeared by accident and ruined other people's lives.

He thinks he is doing everything hard, but in the end everyone blames him.

The concubine mother, imperial father, Huo Xun, and even Luo Xun in front of him are all blaming themselves.

"Yeah, I shouldn't have shown up."

"But……"

Yan Chulin suddenly laughed. He smiled and took out something from his neckline. It was a green round jade pendant. From a distance, it looked like... the mark on Luo Xun's waist?

Obviously, this is Yan Chuchen's heart seal.

It turned out that just as Luo Xun had guessed at the beginning, the heart seal was really in Yan Chulin's hands.

He didn't even give the national teacher, and hid it by himself.

In fact, when he found out that Yan Chuchen was rescued, Yan Chulin thought about crushing his heart.

But he was not reconciled, he just wanted Huo Xun to see with his own eyes, to see his beloved man become a monster.

But he struck hard, and Huo Xun died before holding on for a while.

At that time, he was heartbroken, and all his thoughts were on the dead Huo Xun. When he realized it, Yan Chuchen who had turned into a ghost had already killed countless people.

Even hurt the adoptive father.

Later, it was Yifu who sealed Yan Chuchen into the mountain, and he never mentioned the heart seal again.

He thought it would be like this, and it would be good for Yan Chuchen to be buried in the mountains forever.

Never thought that the world is impermanent, and he would never have thought that he and his adoptive father would meet Yan Chuchen again after a thousand years by mistake.

There is even a Luo Xun who looks very much like Huo Xun.

From the first time they met, he knew that Yan Chuchen was Prince Haoyue, and he also thought about killing him with his heart seal.

But he was not reconciled.

He thought that since the current Yan Chuchen took advantage of his status as a living person, wouldn't he have the hope of defeating him with integrity?

Even if you can't win the throne, you can win Luo Xun away.

But just like Huo Xun back then, Luo Xun only had Yan Chuchen in his heart.

Even if Yan Chuchen is a ghost, he doesn't care.

He told himself many times: Since he killed Young Master Huo at the beginning, Luo Xun should be fulfilled now.

He didn't help or hurt, just watched their own creation silently from behind.

Until the foster father found another way to control Yan Chuchen, he also arrested Luo Xun.

He also thought about blocking it, and also selfishly hoped that this would separate Luo Xun and Yan Chuchen, so that Luo Xun would leave with him willingly.

Ke Luoxun was stubborn, no matter how badly he was injured, he didn't care.

He only had Yan Chuchen in his heart.

Even agreeing to go with him is to protect the ghost that should have died.

He just wanted to get Luo Xun, but in the end he lost his adoptive father, the last relative who loved him dearly.

He really lost, lost love, lost power.

Also lost the last family affection.

"I have kept this thing, even if the whole family of my adoptive father was wiped out, I never took it out, just so that one day I can personally destroy the greatest enemy in this life."

Looking at the one person and one ghost cuddling together, Yan Chulin went completely crazy, "Yan Chuchen, if I can't get it, you can never get it."

Luo Xun finally saw the jade pendant in Yan Chulin's hand, and opened his eyes wide in horror.

"No."

He wanted to stop it, and wanted to rush over to take the heart seal, but it was too late. With a crisp 'click', the fragile jade pendant instantly turned into powder.

And his hand just touched it.

Looking at the jade powder floating between his fingers, Luo Xun was completely stunned.

He didn't even dare to look at Yan Chuchen behind him.

My heart is broken, then Achen...

"Ha ha ha ha--"

Looking at Luo Xun who was pale with shock in front of him, Yan Chulin laughed wildly.

"If there is an afterlife, I hope that I can meet you sooner, and I hope that no one will compete with me for you. I am so selfish. Even if I die, I don't want you to be with the person I hate."

"If I can't get it, he can't get it either."

"Yan Chuchen, Haoyue's most honorable prince, let's go to hell together!"

Anyone can get Luo Xun, except Yan Chuchen.

Anyone can take away what he loves, except Yan Chuchen.

Even if Yan Chulin died, he would drag Yan Chuchen along with him.

As soon as the words fell, Yan Chulin picked up the dagger that belonged to Ke Yuanqing on the ground, and committed suicide without hesitation.

His life finally ended in such a ridiculous way.

……

"Xiao Xun."

Yan Chuchen's voice came from behind him, Luo Xun stiffened and turned around slowly.

Yan Chuchen was walking towards him step by step, but every step seemed so difficult.

As soon as the heart seal was broken, he could no longer control the Yin energy around him, and every step he took, the strong Yin energy was endlessly dissipating in all directions.

Looking up at the sky, it was clear that the sun was shining brightly just now, but in an instant, the sky was completely dark and covered with dark clouds.

"Achen, Yan Chuchen," Luo Xun wanted to get closer to Yan Chuchen, but he couldn't move his feet. He was trembling all over, and his mind went blank.

"Xiao Xun."

"Xiao Xun."

No matter how difficult the process was, Yan Chuchen persisted.

He looked at Luo Xun, he couldn't bear to blink his eyes, as soon as his heart was broken, what greeted him was that his soul would fly away, and there was no possibility of saving him at all.

He is about to disappear.

Since then, he has never seen Xiao Xun again.

He has no afterlife, cannot be reincarnated, even if he wants to deceive Xiao Xun, he can't do it.

He had promised Luo Xun that when everything subsided, he would confess the truth to Yan's father, and then leave Yan's house to live their own lives.

Nanshan Garden is very big, even if Yan Chuan wants to stay, he can stay.

They can also adopt a child, either a living person or a ghost doll.

Luo Xun likes hamsters, they can also raise a fat hamster, and a big black cat, watching cats and mice fight every day.

But now, there is no chance.

He broke his promise after all.

Thousands of years ago, he failed to accompany Huo Xun to wait for the flowers to bloom in the coming year.

Thousands of years later, he still can't grow old with Luo Xun.

"Sorry, I'm going to break my promise."

"Achen."

When the soaring yin energy permeated everywhere, when the cold Yan Chuchen hugged him again, Luo Xun finally came to his senses.

He looked at his master in horror, and shouted hoarsely: "Master, master, save him quickly, help me find a way, master."

"Xiao Xun."

Master's eyes turned red as well, and he took a step back helplessly, "Sorry, Master is really powerless."

"No, no."

Being hugged by Yan Chuchen, Luo Xun reluctantly bit his fingers to draw a talisman, trying to control the broken Yin Qi.

But no, no matter how many talismans he drew.

The yin energy belonging to Yan Chuchen was like a prisoner who had finally escaped from captivity, surging outward crazily, unable to catch a single bit of it no matter what.

The ancient knife on Ke Shaobin's back also vibrated at this moment.

"Yan Chuan?"

Accompanied by the cloudy energy soaring into the sky, thousands of ghosts surged out, kneeling in front of Yan Chuchen and Luo Xun together, and shouted loudly: "Heaven and earth, we will follow Your Highness forever."

"Xiao Chuan."

Finally, Yan Chuchen was willing to look back at Yan Chuan, and his tone became less cold because of the collapse of Yin Qi, but it also became more ethereal.

"Xiao Chuan, protect the princess for the palace."

"Your Highness, I..."

"This is my last order to you."

Turning his head, Yan Chuchen looked at the helpless master again, "I'm sorry to trouble you."

Master nodded, and it was self-evident to Yan Chuchen's final explanation.

The yellow talisman ignited spontaneously without any fire. With the formula in his hand and the mantra in his mouth, thousands of ghosts were forcibly sealed back to the ancient sword in an instant. Since it was too late, at least help Luo Xun protect the guards that His Royal Highness is most reluctant to let go.

They have already died for Yan Chuchen once, and they must not be lost for Yan Chuchen again.

……