Dressed as a male protagonist

I can't tell what I'm feeling at this moment.Like white wine that has been mixed with vinegar, it is sour and spicy, with an aggressiveness that cannot be ignored.

But this hostility is not directed at Luo Yu, but at Lu Wuchen.

Sensing Wei Ling's awakening, the two looked at Wei Ling at the same time.

Wei Ling opened his mouth, wanting to say that the two had a perfect understanding, but he glanced at Zhonglili's body beside him, and immediately fell silent.

He didn't say a word until Lu Wuchen approached.

Lu Wuchen sarcastically said: "When did Master become so kind?" Turning around, he didn't know what to think, and said coldly, "Get up!"

Wei Ling looked up at him with a blank expression.

Wei Ling has a pair of amazing eyes. The black pupils are like the most intense ink color, and at the same time dotted with the brightest stars. Anyone who has seen it will never forget it, regardless of gender.

And Lu Wuchen was bewitched by such eyes, especially when the other party still looked at him with such blank and innocent eyes.

But this obsession and distraction were only for a moment, and he was covered by burning anger.

He suddenly stepped forward and clamped Wei Ling's chin, closing the distance between the two until they were almost touching each other.

"I wish I could kill you!"

Lu Wuchen gritted his teeth, and Wei Ling came to his senses in an instant.

All the daze faded away, only indifference and sarcasm remained: "You can do whatever you want."

Lu Wuchen's face darkened, and the strength in his hands involuntarily increased.

Seeing that Wei Ling was about to get his throat hurt, Luo Yu hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Junior Brother, stop!"

Lu Wuchen let go of his hand abruptly.

Luo Yu stepped forward to catch Wei Ling, and while supporting him, reprimanded him, "Are you trying to kill Master Uncle again? He is your master! You are crazy!"

Lu Wuchen's eyes changed slightly, a trace of fear flashed through the gap where no one was paying attention, and then returned to a gloomy and stern look.

"He deserves it!"

To have such unbearable thoughts about Zhong Lili, to look at him with such seductive eyes, how could he not be angry!The scourge!He should have killed him!

Lu Wuchen gritted his teeth and cursed, but his eyes were uncontrollably fixed on Wei Ling's face, and he couldn't bear to look away for a second.

He looked at the corners of Wei Ling's eyes that were gradually turning red due to coughing, and the bright red lips that kept opening and closing. It was as if a fire had been ignited in his body, making him want to rub this person into his body!

He did.

The moment Luo Yu was pushed away, his first reaction was to draw his sword.

She was afraid that Lu Wuchen would really hurt her uncle.

And Wei Ling has calmed down his breathing at this time, and he no longer has the previous resentment and sharpness towards Lu Wuchen.So he stopped Luo Yu's attack, and put his hand on Lu Wuchen's chest, which was close at hand, and said, "Don't go crazy again."

Unusually, Lu Wuchen did not refute or mock Wei Ling, but stretched out his hand to brush away the sticky hair on Wei Ling's cheeks due to cold sweat, and said in a low voice, "I want to fuck you to death!"

Wei Ling shook his hands and subconsciously looked at Luo Yu.

Even though Lu Wuchen's voice had been lowered, Wei Ling had no doubt that Luo Yu heard all of these words on the dead ice field in front of the sharp-eyed cultivators.

really.

Luo Yu's pretty face was flushed with embarrassment, and even her earlobes were stained with color.She pursed her lips, exchanged glances with Wei Ling, then quickly turned away, pretending not to care and looking into the distance.

Wei Ling looked at Lu Wuchen again, wishing he could kick this scoundrel back into his mother's womb.

"Don't be shy." Lu Wuchen stroked Wei Ling's cheek, leaned in and kissed him twice, "Anyway, there are no outsiders here."

Wei Ling frowned.

"To shut up!"

"Shut up?" Lu Wuchen sneered, "I can't do that." He pinched Wei Ling's cheek and gnawed on Wei Ling's lips, then squeezed it into his mouth, stirring and plundering it inside, Then he let go of him and said, "Look, I just said it can't be done."

Wei Ling was so angry that he was dying, but there was nothing he could do.

Can't fight, can't make sense, such Lu Wuchen really makes him helpless.

Luo Yu didn't want to disturb the relationship between the two of them, but she really couldn't bear the way her uncle was manipulated by others, even if the other party was Lu Wuchen.

She patted Lu Wuchen's shoulder with the hilt of her sword, frowned and said, "If you haven't remembered yet, don't touch my uncle."

Lu Wuchen didn't respond to her.

Because Wei Ling took the initiative to grab his hand at this moment.

"Why not bandage?"

He didn't realize the sword wound on Lu Wuchen's hand until now, and after a little exploration, he recognized that it was the wound caused by his own spirit sword.

Then he remembered the threatening words and oaths he had heard in a daze when he was invaded by the spiritual energy.

"You... don't remember me, but are willing to save me?" Wei Ling frowned, trying to express himself clearly, "You should understand what this means."

Lu Wuchen withdrew his hand and remained silent with a cold face.

Wei Ling didn't allow him to evade: "As long as you go back with me, I can get the antidote to remind you."

"Why should I remember?"

Lu Wuchen's calm expression was replaced by anger, "Think about it, and then be played by you? Or will you follow and obey you submissively, and be discarded and trampled by you like a pawn?!"

Wei Ling looked at him in surprise: "I said you are not a pawn!"

"You also said you would never accept me!" The irrational words blurted out.

"You remember."

Wei Ling looked at him and said heart-wrenching words in a declarative tone.

"No." Lu Wuchen denied, "I don't remember!"

He really doesn't remember anything, and he doesn't know why the words came out of his mouth.

It's a pity that his denial could not convince Wei Ling, nor could Luo Yu believe it.

But unexpectedly, Wei Ling didn't say anything, he just grabbed Lu Wuchen's injured hand, motioned Luo Yu to give him the wound medicine, and then helped Lu Wuchen bandage the wound bit by bit.

"I can't use spiritual power for the time being, so I can only bandage you with Zhixue powder first." Wei Ling pulled the corner of his mouth, "Actually, you can heal the wound yourself, but I guess you won't do that."

Lu Wuchen looked at him with complicated eyes: "Why?"

Wei Ling opened his mouth, and answered him after a long time: "You know it yourself."

"I don't know." Lu Wuchen obviously suppressed his anger, "Are you sure now that I remember?"

Wei Ling wanted to ask if it wasn't, but seeing Lu Wuchen's gradually flushed eyes, he fell silent for a moment.

With Lu Wuchen's temperament, if he was injured in front of Wei Ling, especially because of Wei Ling, he would never take the initiative to seek medical treatment.Because he needs to use these wounds to prove that Wei Ling cares about him and loves him.

And now this Lu Wuchen is doing the same.

But after thinking about it, even if some people lose their memory, some habits will not change.In other words, everything he suspected just now may be wrong.

Wei Ling was a little shaken.

Luo Yu said from the side: "Whether you remember it or not, we have to go back to the sect. When the time comes, we will just ask Master Fuyao to take a look."

Lu Wuchen's crimson eyes slowly returned to normal. He glanced at Luo Yu leisurely, then looked at the master in front of him with his lips curled up, and said happily, "It's time to go back and have a look."

His tone was filled with inexplicable malice and joy, which suddenly made Wei Ling feel uneasy.

He looked up at Luo Yu and asked her: "Why did you come to this forbidden place? You are still with Wu Chen and Zhong Lili?"

"Back to Master Uncle, this disciple is ordered by Master Shen and Master to come to a forbidden place to find something."

Wei Ling hurriedly asked her what it was, but Luo Yu replied: "I don't know what it is, Master Shen and Master only said that when I see it, I will understand that it is what I am looking for..." Probably Luo Yu also felt that What I said was too mysterious, so my voice gradually lowered.

Wei Ling said, "So you came here alone?"

Luo Yu nodded: "Uncle Shen and Master said that there is no need to let too many people know about this matter, so they only sent one disciple to come. However, the disciple met the seniors of the Forest of Silence on the way, and they guided me to the ruins of the holy war. I met a lot of people, and later I met Junior Brother Lu, so I followed him."

Wei Ling said: "So, you have been wandering here for a long time? Did you get any news from the sect during this period?"

Luo Yu hesitated for a moment, then nodded slowly: "The disciple set out to come here as soon as he came out of the Outer World. During this period, he got news a few times... But it was all told to me by others."

Lu Wuchen suddenly interjected: "Master, if you want to ask anything, why don't you just ask me."

Wei Ling looked up at him, his originally gentle eyes gradually turned cold: "What's wrong with Wan Zongmen?"

As one of the seven heads of the Wan Zongmen, Wei Ling knew better than anyone else the frequency of information transmission among the sect's outgoing disciples, especially the first direct disciple like Luo Yu, who was carrying out such an important task.

Logically speaking, the Zongmen and Luo Yu should communicate quite frequently.But Luo Yu's answer was "I got it a few times", and none of the times was a positive delivery of news, it was all conveyed by others!

Lu Wuchen smiled, and answered unhurriedly: "Wan Zongmen..." It seemed like a sigh, but the smile on the corner of his mouth was not worried or uneasy, but mocking and joking, "It's just a few Traitors, a few heads died, and nothing else."

"What did you say?!"

Wei Ling and Luo Yu asked at the same time.

Lu Wuchen leaned back to avoid Wei Ling's hand trying to grab his lapel: "Master, don't get excited, this is just one of the most insignificant things about Wan Zongmen."

The blood on Wei Ling's face faded instantly, and his tone couldn't help trembling: "What do you mean? Tell me clearly!"

Lu Wuchen looked at Wei Ling, who was flustered because of anxiety, and even reached the point where he had no master. He was disturbed for a while, and said impatiently: "Isn't what I said clear enough? Chief Wei!"

He deliberately clenched the word "Wei Shouzuo", as if to remind Wei Ling that he was also one of the seven heads of Wanzongmen.

Wei Ling felt ashamed for a moment.

He slowly grasped the clothes around his heart. His white and slender fingers were extremely conspicuous on the blood-stained clothes, so that everyone who saw them could feel the strength of those fingers, so that he could guess the pain and pain in the heart under the fingers. sad.

Although Luo Yu was also shocked by the news brought by Lu Wuchen, she didn't believe that her sect would undergo such a drastic change, so she didn't despair like Wei Ling, but drew her sword against Lu Wuchen's neck, screaming angrily. Said: "How can you slander and curse our teacher?!"

Lu Wuchen completely ignored Luo Yu's pressing questions.

He leaned forward, grabbed Wei Ling's fingers that were digging into his heart convulsively, and rolled his eyes angrily: "You care so much about that ruthless, filthy teacher?"

"Snapped!"

Loud slaps.

Because of the force of the slap, Lu Wuchen was defenseless, this slap directly caused Lu Wuchen's entire face to be turned to the side, so that the side of his neck hit Luo Yu's sword blade, bleeding profusely.

Luo Yu quickly withdrew his sword.

But now Wei Ling doesn't care about these things at all.He clearly remembered the plots that might appear in the original book, the warnings given to him by the mirror spirits, and the things about the master's school that Zhaoyue deliberately didn't mention when he was in the Forest of Silence.

Then he remembered what Lu Wuchen said just now, "A few chiefs died".

Haha, how many heads died?Several heads died!

He actually spoke so lightly, so frivolously!

Wei Ling propped his hands on the ground, with his head lowered, until Luo Yu called out to him with some fear, and he suddenly laughed out loud.

He smiled, shook his head, and slowly got up from the ground.

Even if he slipped and fell several times in the middle, he was unwilling to accept Luo Yu's support.Not to mention Lu Wuchen's touch.

"Lu Wuchen, you'd better pray that what you said is not true."

With his back to the two of them, he spoke chilling words softly, "Otherwise, you and I will not even be eligible to go to hell."