Mu Yuanqing's eyes were red, this devil... he turned out to be Zong Jun!
A cold and arrogant person like senior brother is like a god in the sky, but he is willing to form a double cultivator with him, and in order to save him, he will not hesitate to rob the spiritual wall, and he will end up completely scattered.
And what about this person? Not only did he not die, but he also entered the devil's way, humiliated and tortured his senior brother in every possible way, how could he be worthy of his senior brother's love for him!
The jealousy and hatred in his heart made Mu Yuanqing's eyes go crazy, and he didn't even notice that he had already gone into trouble. He had just been released after being tortured for a long time. The spirit sword kept in Dantian stabs Zong Jun with one sword!
He is going to kill this man for his senior brother!
Zong Jun's eyes were blank, and there was only one thought in his mind.
It turns out that 3,000 years ago, Ye Ming died to save him...
He died for him...
Zong Jun felt a coldness in his chest, he lowered his head numbly, and saw Mu Yuanqing pierce his body with a sword, but he still couldn't react.
What appeared in front of Zong Jun's eyes was Ye Ming's face.
Back then, he was also like this, a sword stabbed into his chest, but his expression was not so angry... but very calm and indifferent, as if he had just done a trivial thing.
His handsome face is like the bright moon in the sky, his indifferent eyes are like the smoke in the sea, his sword-wielding fingers are slender, and the silver cloud patterns on his white sleeves fluctuate like water patterns. Even doing such a cruel thing... , neither sad nor happy.
Zong Jun loved him and hated him like that, and his unwillingness and hatred made him return from hell and turned into a demon.
But... how could you tell me after doing such a cruel thing that you didn't want to do this, that you loved me, and then lost your life for me in a blink of an eye.
So am I all wrong
Is this just a fool and test of God for me
[Ding, Zong Jun's blackening value is -20, the current blackening value is 20]
Ye Ming couldn't stop Mu Yuanqing just now, but he didn't expect that he would recklessly attack Zong Jun, but Zong Jun didn't dodge it. He could dodge clearly, but he didn't...
Ye Ming rushed over and held Mu Yuanqing's hand, his voice trembling with sternness, "Stop!"
Mu Yuanqing's eyes were still full of hatred, he looked at Ye Ming with grief and indignation, and said, "Senior brother, do you still love him? Since he is alive, why didn't he come back to find you, why didn't he come back... "
Mu Yuanqing's voice was suddenly choked, hoarse, and his eyes were red: "If he comes back, you won't go to grab the spiritual wall, you won't..."
You won't die, nothing will happen.
Ye Ming's eyes changed slightly, as if recalling what happened a long time ago, he lowered his voice: "It's not like this..."
Mu Yuanqing laughed miserably: "What's that? Didn't you go to rob the Spiritual Wall because of him?"
Ye Ming's voice was stagnant, he really went for this reason, but... it was his fault, and it had nothing to do with Zong Jun. That incident had always been the most painful scar in his heart, and he didn't want to mention it to anyone, but he didn't want Mu Yuanqing to continue to misunderstand Zong Jun.
Ye Ming was silent for a long time, and finally said, "That's what I owe him."
Mu Yuanqing didn't understand, even if Zong Jun treated Ye Ming very well, he would understand if Ye Ming was willing to treat him well, but now that Zong Jun tortured and humiliated him like this, no matter how good he was, it would be offset.
Seeing what Mu Yuanqing was thinking, Ye Ming sighed with pain in his eyes, and said word by word, "I killed him myself."
Mu Yuanqing opened his eyes wide, and for a moment seemed to suspect that he had heard it wrong, which was even more unbelievable to him than if he knew that the Demon Lord was Zong Jun.
Ye Ming's eyes were sad and helpless, and he slowly said: "You go, don't worry about my business, Master has been very worried about you..."
Mu Yuanqing froze in place, unable to move.
Ye Ming saw that he wouldn't shoot Zong Jun again, and he didn't have time to talk to Mu Yuanqing anymore. He quickly supported Zong Jun's body, pulled out Mu Yuanqing's sword, and immediately held it down with his hand. Spiritual power poured out to heal Zong Jun's wound.
Seeing Zong Jun like this, Ye Ming was very worried, but he was already weak, how could he still take care of Zong Jun? I had to shout, and immediately a demon cultivator who was waiting outside came in.
Seeing that Zong Jun was injured like this, those demon cultivators turned pale in shock, and then looked at Mu Yuanqing angrily.
But Mu Yuanqing didn't respond. He always stood in place and didn't move. The truth should not be like this... How could it be like this...
Zong Jun's eyes were in a daze. He felt that he seemed to be in another dimension, and what the people next to him said and did were separated by something... He could hear it clearly, but it seemed that he couldn't hear it clearly.
He seemed to see Ye Ming anxiously blocking Mu Yuanqing, and then worriedly healed his wounds, supported him, and protected him...
But he felt that it would be good for him to die like this.
Just when he was about to give up, he seemed to hear Ye Ming talking beside him, his eyes were concerned, his lips opened and closed... But he didn't hold on, he finally closed his eyes and fell down.
Ye Ming's slow fall to the ground, like a switch, finally dragged Zong Jun back to that cruel reality.
He remembered that Ye Ming was injured, very badly... very badly...
Zong Jun coughed violently and coughed out a mouthful of blood. Looking at the aggressive demon cultivators around him, his eyes slowly returned to his ruthless majesty, "Let Mu Yuanqing go, and don't do anything."
That was Ye Ming's most distressed little junior brother. If he died here, Ye Ming would be sad...
Those demon cultivators looked at Mu Yuanqing with hatred one by one, this Dao cultivator dared to hurt the Lord in the magic palace, it was a great shame for them! They can't wait to eat his flesh and blood, and let him try the pain of soul refining, but the Lord will not let him, so he can only endure it.
After Zong Jun finished his instructions, he picked up the fainted Ye Ming and took him back to his dormitory to ensure safety. The last breath he held was finally unable to hold, and he fell down with his eyes closed.
…
I don't know how long it took, Zong Jun slowly woke up.
He lost his mind for a moment, and after a while, he finally remembered everything. When he turned his head, he saw a cold man in white sleeping peacefully beside him. His face was exactly the same as before, and his expression was quiet and peaceful.
But Zong Jun couldn't even lie to himself.
Because the jade between Ye Ming's eyebrows reminded him that the person he loved had already died once, and his current body was just a cage that he personally built for him according to the appearance in his memory.
The once-beautiful cyan jade was now gray, and one of the conspicuous cracks reminded him of his own irreparable mistakes.
Zong Jun felt that his eyes felt hot, but nothing came down, because he was used to being strong and ruthless, fighting in the realm of dangerous demons, giving up his conscience in order to survive and become stronger, and would rather die than bow his head... As for the time being too long, I have no idea what weakness is.
He slowly stretched out his hand, hugged Ye Ming in his arms, lowered his head, and his cool lips fell on the cracked jade.
The kiss was very light, gentle and restrained, Ye Ming didn't react at all, and still slept very deeply.
The bottom of Zong Jun's heart was icy cold, and the pain was as if his blood was frozen...
This spiritual wall was originally what you wanted to prepare for me, I don't know.
Not only did I not know this, but I stole it and made it a cage that imprisoned you, bound your soul, broke your foundation, ruined your immortal path, and made you trapped in a mere piece of jade. die.
You wanted to use it to save me, but I turned it into the source of your boundless pain...
Zong Jun closed his eyes, the injury on his body was less than one-tenth of the pain in his heart, what kind of good fortune did he have to get to where he is today.
If I hadn't taken you to the ruins back then, wouldn't everything have happened
Are we still a loving couple...
Zong Jun slowly folded his arms, as if he had to do everything, feeling the temperature of the person in his arms. However, Ye Ming's body is very cold, the damage to the spiritual wall has destroyed his origin, and his body is deteriorating a little... But this time, how can I save you
He held him like this, and in the quiet hall, it seemed to be an ancient sculpture, merging into one.
Suddenly, Ye Ming moved slightly.
Zong Jun lowered his head and saw Ye Ming's eyelashes fluttering. He slowly opened his eyes, but his eyes were blank and painful. He lifted his head and kissed him.
Zong Jun didn't move, his eyes were full of sadness and stillness. The kiss seemed a little flustered, anxious, driven by pain, and lost his mind...
This is the evil result I have caused, even if you are seriously injured and dying, even if you cannot wake up... but you will still be driven by instinct, tortured by pain and wake up, even if there is only one body left, you will never be able to escape or escape...
This is what I do...
The person I love the most, you say that things in this world have a cause and an effect, and the evil I have caused should also be borne by me.
Besides intercourse, there is another way to relieve your pain.
That's my blood.
Zong Jun lowered his head and gently kissed Ye Ming's lips, his eyes loving and gentle.
[Ding, Zong Jun's blackening value is -10, the current blackening value is 10]
…
Mu Yuanqing stood outside the dungeon of the magic palace, without even changing his clothes, he stood there in a state of embarrassment.
The surrounding demon cultivators looked at him vigilantly. Although they all wished to kill this damn ignorant Dao cultivator, the Lord specifically ordered him not to touch him, so they did not dare to act rashly. Skin them for cramps.
Mu Yuanqing stood for a day and a night, and finally raised his head, turned and walked out, but stopped after a few steps.
The demon cultivator guarding him said coldly, "Your Highness told you to leave, the way out of the palace is over there, no one will move you, hurry up and get out."
Mu Yuanqing did not move, but said with a blank expression, "Where is the Demon Lord?"
The demon cultivator said impatiently, "You care where the lord is, go go!"
Mu Yuanqing looked at him coldly, "I asked you where the Demon Lord is, I want to see him, and I won't leave!"
Mo Xiu was shocked, but he didn't expect Mu Yuanqing to be so arrogant not only if he didn't leave, his eyes suddenly turned gloomy: "Why, you plan to stay if you don't leave? Do you really think we dare not touch you? I've seen you hypocrites get upset."
Mu Yuanqing is not the opponent of these demon cultivators at all at this moment, but he is not afraid, and seems to have put his life and death aside, still the same sentence: "I want to see the devil."
All the demons: "..."
Mu Yuanqing said coldly: "He told me to leave, but he didn't tell me not to stay. I'm his guest now. You block me like this, even if you don't even say a word, aren't you afraid that he will punish you when he comes out? "
Holy crap, this sentence seems to have some truth... The Honorable Lord only told him to go, not to hurt him, and did not do any other orders. If you and others make up your own mind, what should you do when the Honorable Lord comes out and can't explain it
The demon cultivators looked at each other and decided to ask Zong Jun for instructions, so as not to accidentally make a mistake.
In this way, Mu Yuanqing was brought before Zong Jun's bedroom.
The demon cultivator hesitated for a long time, but he still carefully transmitted his voice in. He thought that if the lord refused to see him, he would definitely make this cultivator better than throw it out, but soon Zong Jun replied and let Mu Yuan Go in and see him.
The demon cultivator let out a sigh of relief, but fortunately he wasn't impulsive just now, and he didn't dare to be rude to Mu Yuanqing again, so he invited him in with a cold face.
There was no one in the bedroom, and there was no one to serve here on weekdays. There were only Zong Jun and Ye Ming, so Mu Yuanqing didn't meet anyone along the way. He passed the wide hall and followed the black jade shop. On the ground, I finally reached the innermost room.
The door didn't close, just pushed it open.
Mu Yuanqing raised his head, and his footsteps suddenly stopped in place.
In the room with the lightly veiled curtains, a stern man in black clothes and black hair was sitting there. He hugged the cold man in white clothes, his eyes were tender and nostalgic, and the light from the outside fell on them, as if they had reached a level. Huimang.
One black, one white, one cold and one soft, they were perfectly integrated into one, and it seemed that there was no one who was more compatible with them.
It was supposed to be a beautiful scene, but Mu Yuanqing felt that there seemed to be endless sadness and helplessness in it, like a short-lived moment before death, which made people marvel at the beauty and sigh with embarrassment.
Make it impossible for outsiders to step into it.
Mu Yuanqing was originally full of hatred, but if the truth of Zong Jun's death was what his senior brother said...
So, who is right and who is wrong
At least, he is not qualified to say.
Mu Yuanqing stood there, he didn't know why he had to come to see Zong Jun and his senior brother, and he didn't know what else he could do... Finally, he saw Zong Jun slowly turn his head.
This stern face is not similar to the former Zong Jun, but the gentle expression in the blue eyes seems to let Mu Yuanqing see the original Zong Jun.
The one who was always taciturn, steady and reliable, and always guarded Ye Ming's side.
At this moment, Mu Yuanqing felt that Zong Jun had come back, and he really would not hurt Ye Ming again, but he also felt that the price might be heavy.
Zong Jun's eyes were dark and deep. He looked at Mu Yuanqing and said slowly, "Why don't you leave?"
Mu Yuanqing opened his mouth, and after a long time, he said in a hoarse voice, "I... don't worry about Senior Brother..."
"Oh." Zong Jun nodded, his expression was calm and warm, and his voice was low and heavy: "Since you are worried, you can stay here if you want, and you can come and leave at any time."
Mu Yuanqing pursed his lips, hesitated for a moment, and said, "I want to stay."
Zong Jun no longer paid attention to Mu Yuanqing. He looked down at the person in his arms. He had seen this face for thousands of years, but it seemed that he couldn't get enough of it, and he couldn't get tired of it. look on...
Mu Yuanqing suddenly felt a choked throat, he clenched his fists, turned around and walked out.
…
When Ye Ming woke up, it was already two days later.
[Ye Ming: Brother, has the blackening value dropped significantly?]
[888: Dropped, only 10 o'clock left.]
[Ye Ming: Great! I knew it was going to work!]
[888: ... ] He didn't even have the strength to scold the spicy chicken, he really didn't bother to care about him.
[Ye Ming: But it's strange, why didn't my body break out? It has been several days, and it stands to reason that Zongzong should replenish me with the energy of love.]
[888: It has been supplemented for you.]
[Ye Ming: What Σ( ° △°|||)︴ I don’t feel it at all! Sleep so dead?]
[888: Don't think too much, because he uses a better method to help you replenish energy, ensuring no pain and no feeling. In addition to Papapa, Zong Jun's Heart Blood works better and lasts longer. He used his Heart Blood for you, and naturally it won't happen again.]
[Ye Ming:…]
[Ye Ming's voice weakens: Is there such a backup plan?]
[888: Yes, are you surprised or not?]
[Ye Ming:…]
[888: So don't worry, he will help you solve the problem, indifferent jpg]
[Ye Ming:…]
[Ye Ming: 5555 I don't like drinking blood, nor do I like this method.]
[888: You don’t like drinking blood, so what do you like to “drink”?]
[Ye Ming: ...how could this person be so embarrassed to say that.]
[888:…]mmp
Compared with watching Zong Jun take his own soul and blood, Ye Ming thinks that it is better to have sex. It is green and has no side effects, and it is a renewable energy source. It will not hurt your body if you use it regularly...
He was a little uneasy about drinking this blood.
Ye Ming opened his eyes sadly and found himself alone in the room, a little surprised.
He sat up from the bed with his arms on his back, and walked outside with bare feet, just when he saw Zong Jun walking in from outside, both of them were startled and stopped in place.
It's only been one night, but it feels like a lifetime.
After a long time, Zong Jun first lifted his footsteps and walked towards Ye Ming. There was a gentle look in his dark eyes. If he didn't look carefully, he could hardly notice the sadness and helplessness hidden in it. He said, "You are awake, hungry. Yet?"
Ye Ming's lips moved, and his memory was still before he fainted. Mu Yuanqing looked worried at Zong Jun's stab: "Your injury..."
Zong Jun smiled and shook his head, "I'm fine, Mu Yuanqing's sword has no spiritual power at all, and it didn't hurt me."
This is the truth. Mu Yuanqing's sword did not hurt Zong Jun's origin. It was just like a mortal stab with a sword. It was not as good as the injury caused by his shock and accidental blood flow back then, and the real injury was that he took Caused by the blood of the heart, this will only hurt the source... But there is no need to let Ye Ming know.
Ye Ming lowered his eyes. He found that he didn't know what to say. Now that the misunderstanding was resolved, Zong Jun no longer hated him, but they... can they still be the same as before
Probably not possible...
Zong Jun understands that Ye Ming is difficult to face him, but why is he not? It's just that no matter how difficult or difficult this road is, how can you give up easily.
Maybe nothing he can do can make up for the damage to Ye Ming, but he wants him to live...
Do what you can to keep him alive...
Zong Jun suppressed the despair and powerlessness in his heart, and said to Ye Ming: "Mu Yuanqing refused to leave, and said he wanted to stay with you. I agreed, and he can come and go freely here."
Ye Ming was stunned for a moment, then nodded.
As long as Mu Yuanqing is safe, he has no right to interfere with his freedom. He is just sorry for involving him in his own grievances.
Zong Jun smiled and looked at Ye Ming tenderly, "Is there anything else you want to know?"
Ye Ming shook his head.
Zong Jun took Ye Ming out to eat. The many delicacies in this Demon Domain do not need to be bad from the outside world. As a Demon Lord, Zong Jun's various treasures here are the best, and Mu Yuanqing also came over during the meal. .
Mu Yuanqing still seemed to have a grudge against Zong Jun, and his attitude was distant and indifferent, but he didn't do anything extravagant.
Days like this... are like a dream.
After a few days like this, Zong Jun held a cup of medicinal tea in front of Ye Ming after a meal. His expression seemed a little uneasy, his eyes were suppressed and painful, and he said solemnly: "This is the medicinal tea I made for you. , you won't have an attack if you drink it."
Ye Ming lowered his eyes and stared at the medicinal tea. The tea was crystal clear amber, with a fragrant fragrance, and it looked very precious.
Ye Ming didn't drink it immediately, but said to Zong Jun, "Actually, you don't have to worry about me so much."
The pain in Zong Jun's eyes was even worse, and he said in a hoarse voice, "This is my fault... Besides, shouldn't I worry about you, shouldn't I... Besides, it's just a cup of medicinal tea, so there's nothing to worry about."
Ye Ming finally lifted the teacup gently, sniffed lightly with his nose, and suddenly sighed: "I won't drink this cup of tea."
Zong Jun suddenly stood up, clenching his hands like a trapped beast, his voice was suppressed and painful: "Why don't you drink, don't you think..." Do you want to suffer that kind of involuntary pain? !
Ye Ming smiled lightly and asked, "What kind of tea is this?"
Zong Jun said, "I made the medicinal tea for you."
Ye Ming stared at him for a while, then let go of his hand, the tea cup fell on the ground, and the tea was spilled all over the ground... He raised his eyes and stared at Zong Jun, with endless sadness in his eyes: "Do you think I am really so easy to deceive? ?"
Zong Jun's expression suddenly froze.