Dressed as a male protagonist

Light and dark alternated, the darkness that had surrounded him faded away, and the thin sky light fell again, but Wei Ling felt a haze in his heart.

He slowly raised his head, his eyes seemed to penetrate the wall in front of him, reaching the depths of darkness.

Fei Le was shocked and worried at the side, and wanted to call him several times, but was scared away by his look.

Xuanyuan Mo probably couldn't bear Fei Le's worry, frowned and said, "Senior Wei, don't worry, that's a unique Sha slave of my Yin Sha Sect. Although it can torture people, it's not fatal."

Wei Ling raised his head and looked up, and blinked after a long time to force back the pain in his eyes.

"That's not Shanu."

Leaving only this sentence, Wei Ling turned around and strode away.

Fei Le couldn't understand the meaning of Wei Ling's words, and even more didn't understand Wei Ling's act of leaving. He wanted to follow, but his body was weak, and he quickly asked Xuanyuan Mo to support him to chase Wei Ling.

But Wei Ling didn't intend to let the two of them follow at all, but they disappeared after turning a corner.

On the huge third floor, there are endless bookshelves and densely packed books, but it took Wei Ling only half a quarter of an hour to get back to the stairs from the deepest part.

Because of his relationship with Lu Wuchen, these maze-like bookshelves couldn't trap him at all.

Time passed quietly, and the first person who came back after Wei Ling was Shen Lingxue.

"Senior Brother Wei?" As soon as she saw Wei Ling, Shen Lingxue hurriedly stepped forward to call him.

At this time, Wei Ling was leaning sideways on the wall at the entrance of the stairs, with his head down, unable to see his expression clearly, but the slightly irritable aura about him was immediately noticeable.

"Are you okay?" Shen Lingxue looked at him worriedly, and stretched out her hand, wanting to touch him.

Wei Ling took a step back, avoiding Shen Lingxue's hand: "I'm fine." He walked around Shen Lingxue for two steps, stopped again, and said softly, "Thank you. But there's no need."

He doesn't need anyone's sympathy and concern, let alone their closeness, because Lu Wuchen will regard all these people as enemies and take them away from him.

His disciple and lover had completely changed.He shouldn't take any more risks.

The rest of the people came back one after another.

Everyone sensed that something was wrong with Wei Ling, but they couldn't find out why, so they had to keep silent in the end.Until Xuanyuan Mo returned with Fei Le back...

Luo Yu went up to him in surprise: "Are you injured?" Immediately she noticed something strange, "Where's Junior Brother Feici?"

Fei Le's face turned pale.

Wei Ling who was standing behind Luo Yu also had a bad expression.

This situation only lasted for a moment, and then a white shadow appeared, suddenly changing.

Lu Lianjun subconsciously wanted to resist the sudden attack, but after escaping from death at the ice lake, Wei Ling's cultivation had reached a higher level, and Lu Lianjun was no match for him at all.

In just one round, Wei Ling grabbed Lu Lianjun's neck and led her back a few steps.

A figure gradually appeared in the shadows between the bookshelves.

He came slowly, with indescribable leisure and laziness, looking at his master with eyes like looking at a pet, not caring about the other party's hatred and threats.

"Junior brother Wei!" Seeing that Lu Lianjun's face was turning purple when Wei Ling pinched him, Xuanxiang forced him back with his hand several times when he wanted to open his mouth to speak.

Wei Ling glanced at him, the eyes were colder than Xuan Xiang had ever seen before.

Xuan Xiang flinched.

With such a look in his eyes, he couldn't imagine what Lu Wuchen had done to force the always soft-hearted Wei Ling to this point.

He turned to look at Fila who was obviously injured and knew the inside story.

Feile received his gaze and slowly lowered his head.

Xuan Xiang's heart sank, and finally he pursed his lips, and quietly backed away.

This is no longer something he can reconcile.

Xuanyuan Mo protected Fei Le and walked behind Wei Ling, while Luo Yu stood beside Wei Ling calmly.

Wei Ling palmed his heart and energy, causing Lu Lianjun to raise his head slightly and look at Lu Wuchen.

"Leave the blame, or I'll kill her."

"Master, this is..." Lu Wuchen raised his eyebrows slightly, his eyes filled with indescribable mischief, "You intend to threaten me?"

"Yes." As if he couldn't see anyone else, Wei Ling only saw the disciple who disappointed him, "I'll give you one last chance."

As if he heard some big joke, Lu Wuchen laughed straight away: "Last chance? I'm really sorry, Master, I don't intend to be threatened by you." He slowly walked two steps to the left, leisurely and lazy, Then he stopped and turned his head to look at Wei Ling, "Instead of threatening me with a woman who is almost a stranger to me, Master, why not try to please me with your body, maybe the success will be higher?"

Everyone was stunned.Including Wei Ling who is the person involved in this passage.

Although everyone has heard about the relationship between the two for a long time, but it is the first time that the person involved has truly exposed it so nakedly and boldly.

And Shen Lingxue didn't even know the special relationship between the two, so she was so frightened and angry that her body was shaking: "You...you are so presumptuous! Brother Wei is your master, how could you insult him like this!"

Lu Wuchen's eyes rolled, as if a sharp sword had been nailed to Shen Lingxue's body: "Tsk... I forgot that there is still your beautiful future 'mother'." He smiled maliciously, and his eyes were not tight. Slowly transferred to Wei Ling, "It seems that the master didn't tell you... This is a bit difficult."

"What do you mean?" Shen Lingxue glared at him with a trembling voice.

With a chuckle, Lu Wuchen shook his head, walked slowly back to his original position, and faced Wei Ling face to face: "Master, this disciple is also for your own good. If you don't say it now, you and your wife will become a Taoist couple in the future, then you will be married." It's too late." After finishing speaking, he no longer cared about Wei Ling's panic, and said directly to Shen Lingxue, "Fairy Shen, I'm afraid you won't be able to become my master's wife. Because...the master's body, a woman can't satisfy him."

When the word came out, everyone was shocked.

Wei Ling's face was pale, and the hands clamped around Lu Lianjun's neck trembled uncontrollably, and then fell down.

With a gap, Lu Lianjun was finally able to speak.She coughed violently for a few times first, and then endured the discomfort in her throat to stop Lu Wuchen: "Shut up! Lu Wuchen! You are crazy!"

Lu Wuchen looked at his bloodless aunt in surprise, and then seemed to think of something pleasant, and laughed: "Auntie cares so much, does it mean that she also wants to be a servant of the master? Nephew, I don't care too much , I just don’t know what Master thinks. After all, the ones below…”

The long sword struck, Lu Wuchen finally stopped talking, and stretched out his hand to wrap the long sword with spiritual power.

Shen Lingxue's eyes were red, her cheeks were tense, and she could see that she was extremely angry.

"You devil!" She poured all her spiritual power into the spirit sword, quickly withdrew it desperately, and then stabbed at Lu Wuchen again.

There is no defense, only offense.Shen Lingxue's rationality has gone far away from her. At this moment, she just wants to cut the devilish man in front of her into pieces.

Why, he can hurt that person like this?Shen Lingxue didn't understand, and she didn't want to understand. She felt that only by stabbing the sword in her hand into the opponent's chest could she calm down the pain and hatred in her heart.

And the truth is just the opposite.

The long sword was snatched away by Lu Wuchen, and the cold sword pierced into her chest without any scruples.

The long sword was separated from the body, and the gushing blood was woven into a red veil in front of Shen Lingxue.She bent down slowly, looking for something to support her body with trembling palms, but found nothing.

Severe pain exploded in her body, from her chest to her internal organs and lungs, to her limbs, and finally gathered in her mind, causing her to collapse instantly and fall to the ground.

I couldn't breathe, didn't dare to breathe, but I heard the man's roar clearly.

"No... don't sleep..." Hugging Shen Lingxue's soft body on the ground, Wei Ling seemed to have a knife stuck in his throat, and every word he said was painful.

Others have been stunned by such mutations.Only Lu Lianjun yelled rationally: "You will regret it! You will definitely regret it!" She rushed forward and grabbed Lu Wuchen's lapel: "How can you kill her? Lu Wuchen! You didn't kill her ! It's you!"

No one understands Lu Wuchen's feelings for Wei Ling better than her. What Lu Wuchen hurts Wei Ling today will turn into Lu Wuchen hurts himself in the future!The madman!

Lu Wuchen pushed away the woman who was grabbing his skirt, and said coldly: "She bumped into it herself!"

He didn't say that he didn't want to kill the other person, but the meaning of the words concealed the explanation.It's just that no one cares about his explanation at this moment, let alone such a cryptic explanation.

Wei Ling took it to another level.

"You mean...she deserves it?"

Wei Ling raised his head and stared at Lu Wuchen for a long time.His voice trembled violently, and he no longer had the majesty of being a teacher, nor the gentleness and tenderness of being a lover.

Pride and dignity had been reduced to ashes by Lu Wuchen's slander just now.The last remaining nostalgia and unwillingness have now become nothingness.

"If you hate me..." Wei Ling relaxed his body, sat down slowly on the ground, put Shen Lingxue on his lap, and embraced him, "You can send the sword in your hand into my chest instead of innocent people You can use your evil spirit to drag me into the endless abyss instead of dragging innocent juniors into the endless abyss; you can use your hatred to take everything from me instead of... everything from the people around me."

He struggled to confide what was in his heart, his dry voice was like a wilderness burned by flames, desolate and dead, full of the shadow of death.

"Why... don't kill me to end this, but use the blood of innocent people to make me hate you?"

"If that's what you want, then..."

"I hate you."