Master is tempting, come to my disciple's arms

The long night came, and the sky was painted with endless thick ink. There was not a single starlight, and the evening breeze between the mountains and forests was mixed with the whistles of unknown insects.

In the dark secret room of Qingfeng Sect, there was no candle lit in the lamp, and it was pitch black all around. A figure merged with the endless darkness, like a monster lurking in the dark to take people's lives. Ever since that incident, he was afraid that his mind would be controlled by the nightmare and he would do something wrong again, so he dismissed all the disciples. The empty house was even more creepy at night.

He held his head in his hands, curled up on the bed, his back hunched like a cooked shrimp, his breathing becoming more rapid. They came... again.

With pupils wide open due to fear, he stared at the exit of the dark room with bloodshot eyes. There was only a little light coming through the crack of the door, but there was no lamp outside!

His extremely frightened body was shaking violently. He grabbed the quilt beside him and covered himself with it. With the protection, he felt much better and his heartbeat was not so rapid. The power of this nightmare was so terrible that he could not tell whether it was an illusion or reality. In addition to his dead wife and daughter, he also saw those disciples he had killed innocently. They were like evil spirits from hell, crawling up to the ground to claim his life.

“Woooa ...

The horrifying ghost cries and shrill howls directly hit You Rulie's eardrums. He was frightened by the strange sound and his whole body trembled again. His heartbeat, which had finally calmed down, was now beating violently again with an upward trend.

The sounds came closer and closer, from small to large, becoming clearer and more obvious, but no footsteps could be heard among those sounds. You Rulie's big hands tightly clenched the mat under him, not daring to stretch his head to look at the scene outside. The ghosts arrived outside the stone door of the dark room, and their sharp and slender nails were scratching the hard stone door. The harsh sound caused by the friction between the two penetrated into his ears and mind.

There was this noise again, and he felt his nerves were about to break down. A few intermittent whimpers came from the quilt, but the sound did not last long. It was as if he was the only one left in the silent space. It seemed that everything that had just happened was his illusion. You Rulie waited for a long time, and when he almost had difficulty breathing, he suddenly lifted the quilt and stuck his head out to breathe fresh air. But at this moment, his head seemed to be fixed, and his throat seemed to be strangled, and he could not make a sound.

In the gap at the bottom of the door, he saw several familiar yet blood-stained faces. Those faces also noticed him and grinned at him, with empty eyes and the corners of their mouths drawn into a strange arc.

"Ahhh!"

The sudden shouting made him completely crazy at this moment. The demonic energy around him surged, and the thick black fog enveloped him completely. In this small space, it was pitch dark. The whites of his eyes suddenly increased, and the black pupils gradually shrank. He was no longer a normal cultivator. At this moment, he was neither a human nor a demon.

He laughed strangely, and after his mind was invaded by the nightmare, he became a puppet, a monster with no independent consciousness and only knew how to kill.

The stone gate collapsed with a loud bang, and those ghost faces disappeared without a trace. You Rulie's figure, full of murderous aura, shuttled through the dark night, wandering around in the mountains and forests like a headless fly. Affected by the backlash of evil spirits, countless tiny cracks appeared on his body.

Feng Yi had been observing here secretly for a long time. Seeing this situation, he took out the voice stone and contacted Mo Qianyu without any hesitation.

A faint light flickered in the dark bedroom. That night, neither Bai Li nor Mo Qianyu slept. They just sat in meditation on the bed. When they heard the news brought back by Feng Yi, they flew towards You Rulie at the fastest speed on their swords.

The vegetation was corroded by the evil spirit and turned black and withered, no longer alive. Several hundred-year-old trees were blown to pieces and the ground was covered with debris. Bai Li used a light-drawing technique and the surroundings were suddenly illuminated like daylight. Not far in front of them, there was a figure standing with its back to them, standing still. Bai Li inexplicably thought of the horror movies he had watched before. Many of them were like this, where someone would come up and pat his back or shoulder, and the person possessed by the ghost would suddenly turn his head and reveal a very scary face. Bai Li couldn't help but shudder in his heart.

Mo Qianyu gathered his spiritual power and sent a strong palm wind towards You Rulie. However, the man who had not moved for a long time had very sensitive ears and disappeared in a flash.

It seemed that it was not an ordinary low-level monster. The two stood back to back, guarding against the monster's attack at any time. Bai Li was more cautious and quietly took out the photo stone, letting it float in the air to record what was happening.

Drops of smelly blood fell from the leaves above their heads, and the two of them looked upwards in unison.

"Damn, I'm so scared!"

Unexpectedly, swear words came out of Bai Li's mouth. Mo Qianyu didn't care what he said. He touched the ground with his toes and flew straight up. The Shadow Spirit Sword in his hand was pointed directly at You Rulie. Every time the sword was about to hit the opponent, You Rulie always managed to dodge quickly.

The two men attacked from different directions. Bai Li used his ice-attributed spiritual power. Ice spikes emerged from between his hands and surrounded You Rulie. After fixing his body, the two men fell to the ground and began to force him to tell the truth of the matter.

At first, You Rulie kept his mouth tightly shut and refused to say anything. Later, when he heard Mo Qianyu say that there was a way to help him cure his mental nightmare, he opened his cracked lips and his hoarse voice sounded like sandpaper rubbing against his throat, which was congested and unpleasant to the ears.

The photo stone was still hanging above the three people's heads, playing its role, recording everything word for word. After speaking, You Rulie's mouth was dry, and his eyes were still as terrifying, but his consciousness had returned to clarity.

After getting the desired result, Bai Li sucked the image stone into his hand and put it back into the storage bag.

"You have achieved what you wanted. Now can you help me get rid of this nightmare?"

Bai Li was about to wave his hand to retract all the ice spikes, but he didn't expect Mo Qianyu to stab a sword into You Rulie's heart. The sword went in and out, but no blood was stained on the sword. After doing all this, he used spiritual fire to burn the corpse completely without leaving any trace. The bodies of cultivators who were infected and eroded by evil spirits must be burned after death, otherwise the evil spirits will look for the next host.

This scene happened so suddenly that he shouted in horror: "Mo Qianyu, what are you doing?!"

The young man put away the magic sword with a serious expression, then turned to look at the stunned Bai Li. The words he said were a little too gentle, but also made people taste a hint of coldness.

"Master, he has committed many evil deeds. Even if we don't kill him, he will still be controlled by the nightmare again. It is better to help him break free with a sword."

With just a few words, he ignored his ruthless side of killing people without blinking an eye. Although the weather was already hot, Bai Li felt as cold as if he was in an ice cellar.

This is not the moment he becomes a demon. If he becomes a demon in the future, he will be even more cold-blooded, lawless, and murderous...

He shook his head slightly, trying to stop his thoughts. Mo Qianyu thought he was feeling unwell and directly put his arms around his thin waist. The night breeze was particularly refreshing. Some intimate contact was not his intention. This damn furnace physique made him unable to resist. The more he thought about it, the more irritated he became. Where was the beauty and the heroine? So I, a man, became the heroine. I never do gay things in real life, but wearing a book even changed his sexual orientation.

After this, all sleepiness disappeared. The two of them lay flat on the bed. There were still two hours before dawn. Bai Li tossed and turned. Mo Qianyu sensed his emotional changes and patted his back gently with one hand. Then, a pair of strong hands wrapped around his waist and asked him to come into his arms. Bai Li kept turning his body, trying to escape from his arms.

Mo Qianyu's hoarse and magnetic voice rang in his ears, "Master, stop moving, or I will go beastly against you again."

As expected, the person in his arms stopped moving all of a sudden. He lay quietly and obediently in the boy's arms, with the fire stick behind him poking him straight. Was he touched? He didn't dare to move...