Devil Venerable Also Wants to Know

Wen Ren'e walked up to Yin Hanjiang, and saw that his face was flushed, he was holding a handkerchief in his palm, there was a wine jug by his side, the other hand was holding an empty wine glass, and Wen Ren'e's robe was in his arms.

"Sect Master Yin, are you incapable of drinking?" Wen Ren'e asked.

If a cultivator doesn't want to drink too much, he can completely force out the strength of alcohol with his true energy, and he won't get drunk at all.If he was drunk, either he didn't force out the wine, or he drank the fairy wine.

Wen Ren'e sniffed the jug, it was the kind of spiritual wine he often drank, it was brewed from the spiritual fruit of the back mountain, it was not a very good wine, and it would not be intoxicating.

Yin Hanjiang was drunk and sleepy, most of his red clothes slipped off.He half raised his eyes to look at Wen Ren'e, poured himself another glass of wine, drank it and said, "Didn't you call me Han Jiang again during this period? Why did you call me Sect Master Yin again?"

"Hanjiang?" Wen Ren'e asked back.

He had never seen Yin Hanjiang like this before. In his impression, Sect Master Yin was always dressed in black and silent like a shadow. Even though Wen Ren'e knew that he was handsome, he was usually invisible and easily overlooked.

The current Yin Hanjiang, dressed in red over blood, with black hair fluttering in the breeze, and an evil spirit in his eyebrows, if he appeared in the crowd, he would definitely be the one who attracted the most attention.

Wen Ren'e remembered that Yin Hanjiang didn't usually drink, and only dared to take a sip secretly when he was not paying attention, but now he would drink one cup after another.

"The jug and wine glass..." Wen Ren'e raised his eyebrows, vaguely remembering that Yin Hanjiang handed them to Yin Hanjiang after drinking secretly.

"Your Majesty drank it." Yin Hanjiang pressed his lips against the empty wine glass, a slight smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

A strange feeling rose in Wen Ren'e's heart. He observed Yin Hanjiang, who he had never seen before, and it was more eye-catching than his silent appearance.

"I thought you didn't like drinking." Wen Ren'e was also sitting on the left side of Yin Hanjiang. The development of the situation was beyond his expectation, but he didn't mind having a chat with Yin Hanjiang.

"Yes, I don't like to drink," Yin Hanjiang looked to his right, raised his glass to the empty night, "I love the wine that your lord has drunk, and you have to take a sip before I'm willing to taste it."

Wen Ren'e: "???"

It was only then that he noticed that every time Yin Hanjiang poured a glass of wine, he always tilted to the right side where there was nothing, and spilled a little wine, as if he was feeding someone to drink.

After feeding the air wine, Yin Hanjiang turned the wine glass in another direction, put the side facing the air on his lips, and drank the wine slowly.

"Sect Master Yin, who are you feeding to drink?" Wen Ren'e sensed something was wrong.

"Why, do you want to drink too?" Yin Hanjiang looked at Wen Ren'e with hazy drunken eyes, he picked up the jug and shook it, "Unfortunately, there is no more wine."

He picked up the jug, wiped the non-dusty jug with his red coat, pressed the cold jug to his face, closed his eyes happily and said, "This is the jug and wine glass that His Majesty gave me. He drank it."

He picked up the handkerchief in his palm again and said: "This is the handkerchief that His Majesty wiped his hands. There is blood of Shu Hufa on it. I washed it and put it away."

Wen Ren'e frowned, and he thought for a long time before he remembered that Shu Yanyan had mistakenly thought that he liked Baili Qingmiao and lured Wen Ren'e to pursue Baili Qingmiao. At that time, Wen Ren'er almost penetrated her with five fingers in order to warn Shu Yanyan. Skull, Shu Yanyan's blood was left on the fingertips.Yin Hanjiang, who was standing behind Wen Ren'e at that time, handed out a handkerchief, and Wen Ren'e threw it away after wiping his hands.

Yin Hanjiang wiped his face with a handkerchief, smiled with satisfaction, and then carefully put the handkerchief, wine glass and jug into the mustard space, and threw the Pojun stab at his side.

Wen Ren'e's blood and soul fused into it when the Pojun thorn was refined, and he could tell at a glance that it was the original Pojun sword. Wen Ren'e couldn't help asking: "Sect Master Yin, is this your natal magic weapon? Isn't it a sword in the first place? ? Why did it become what it is now?"

"Your Majesty wants me to practice swords, so I will practice swords. Your Majesty thinks that I am suitable for sword cultivation, so I am a sword cultivator." Yin Hanjiang hugged Wen Ren'e's clothes, his eyes blurred, "Your Majesty does not allow me to accompany him to die , I live."

"Sect Master Yin, this deity is just a suggestion, but what I think may not be suitable for you, you don't have to act according to my ideas." Wen Ren'e looked at Yin Hanjiang, and suddenly realized that he had never seen this loyal subordinate clearly. The Yin Hanjiang in his eyes is the self that Yin Hanjiang showed according to Wen Ren'e's expectations.

He thought he had made it clear, but Yin Hanjiang didn't look at him, but stretched out his hand to the air in front of him, as if touching someone's face, and whispered: "Your Majesty likes Baili Qingmiao, right? I'll send her to see her." How are you?"

"I don't like her." Wen Ren'e affirmed.

This time, Yin Hanjiang's gaze finally fell on Wen Ren'e. He raised his hand to grab Wen Ren'e's sleeve, but his palm slipped across Wen Ren'e's body.Wen Ren'e at this moment is a condensate of chaotic energy, without entity, and cannot be touched.

"This deity..."

Just as Wen Ren'e was about to explain his current state, Yin Hanjiang said, "It's fake."

Yin Hanjiang's expression was so calm, as if he had experienced thousands of times, he kept stretching his hand forward, backward and to the right, and every time he swung his hand, he looked up to the sky and laughed wildly: "It's fake, it's all fake."

"Only this is true." He hugged Wen Ren'e's robe tightly, curled up, lay on the edge of the Lingquan, closed his eyes quietly, and seemed to have fallen asleep.

"Sect Master Yin, how many me do you have in your eyes?" Wen Ren'e couldn't help asking now that he had a general understanding of Yin Hanjiang's situation.

Yin Hanjiang didn't answer. Regarding the phantom, he would talk when he was lonely, but most of the time he ignored it, especially when there were people at the scene, Yin Hanjiang was even less likely to expose his weakness.

Wen Ren'e sat next to the sleeping Yin Hanjiang, recalling the ghost-masked man in the later period of "Sadistic Love", combined with the Yin Sect Master in front of him, he seemed to understand something.

It's not that Yin Hanjiang is insane, but that Yin Hanjiang has always suppressed his character in order to hear about others.

Ever since he read the book, he has been telling Yin Hanjiang that what he needs is not a subordinate who obeys his advice, but a comrade in arms who can walk with him.From picking up the child and telling him to practice swordsmanship, Wen Ren'e has always instilled what he thinks into Yin Hanjiang, but this is not what Yin Hanjiang wants.

Wen Ren'e thought that Yin Hanjiang's aptitude was suitable for being a sword repairman, so Yin Hanjiang went to practice swords; Thinking that Yin Hanjiang could support Xuanyuanzong after he left, Yin Hanjiang tried his best to follow his ideas.

Whenever Wen Ren'e's thoughts are contrary to Yin Hanjiang's nature, he will always choose Wen Ren'e.

Mozun sat by the Lingquan and saw the full moon rising in the sky. He used his true energy to lift a handful of water from the mustard space, and the full moon was reflected in the water.

This was Yin Hanjiang's favorite thing when he was a child, and he gave it to Wen Ren'e after the Great War.

A picture seemed to appear in Wen Ren'e's eyes. Yin Hanjiang when he was young, looked at the false moon in the water and smiled quietly.

"It's the deity who made a mistake." Wen Ren'e put away the handful of water and said softly.

He picked up this child, brought him up to be what he wanted, and gave him what he thought was the best, but he never thought about whether Yin Hanjiang needed these things.

The inner demon cannot be formed overnight. From the very beginning, Wen Ren'e planted the inner demon in Yin Hanjiang's heart.

He took out the red stone, held it in the palm of his hand, and said in a low voice, "Borrow it."

Wen Ren'e, who was holding the stone, condensed into a solid body, and the clothes transformed by chaotic energy disappeared. He tapped his fingertips, put the clothes in Yin Hanjiang's arms on his body, sat beside him, stretched out his palms, and gently stroked Yin Hanjiang's hair .

"Huh?" Yin Hanjiang's spiritual sense was very strong, and he woke up immediately. He found that the clothes were gone, and his expression was flustered.

Wen Ren'e waved his sleeve, and the sleeve brushed across Yin Hanjiang's face. He grabbed the sleeve and said in a low voice, "Here."

He saw that Wen Ren'e in front of him was actually wearing real clothes, grabbed Wen Ren'e's hand, and found that it was actually a real thing!

"Has the inner demon been so strong?" Yin Hanjiang shook his head in a daze, thinking it was a lie, but he held Wen Ren'e's hand tightly.

"Sect Master Yin, this deity is real, I have returned from the Nether Blood Sea." Wen Ren'e said firmly.

"Yes, Your Majesty is back." Yin Hanjiang didn't believe it, and agreed casually.

Wen Ren'e didn't mind that he regarded himself as a fake, and took this opportunity to say: "Wen Ren's family has been loyal to the emperor and the people for generations, but all the families have been executed. I have pieced together countless severed bones in the mass graves. For a corpse, I would expect there to be a head on it, and the person is still alive, but there is none. Probably since then, I have had an obsession in my heart, hoping that even one person from a famous family will survive.

"After many years, I thought I had let go of my knots, escaped from the turmoil of the world of mortals, cut off my relatives and embarked on the road of cultivating immortals, but I didn't know that the obsession was always hidden in my heart.

"When I picked you up in the mass grave, my first reaction was to touch your neck. Since then, I have confused you with the survivors of Wenren's family, and raised you with the method of cultivating an outstanding general. .

"It's my fault, it's my obsession that turned you into what you are now."

Wen Ren'e took Yin Hanjiang into his arms, and said softly: "From now on, Yin Hanjiang doesn't have to live for Wen Ren'e, use your eyes to observe, use your ears to listen, don't need to wear a mask, don't need to pretend, just be you want to do."

The warm embrace, gentle voice, and words he had never heard before made Yin Hanjiang clearly know that this is a demon in his heart, but he is still willing to indulge in it.

"I want to avenge my lord." Yin Hanjiang said, "My heart is cruel, and it may ruin my lord's previous plan. I must be patient and not be willful."

"You can be willful," Wen Ren'e said, "I allow you to do whatever you want, and I will help you."

"I want to destroy all the things my lord likes, dedicate them to you, and send them down to accompany you, is that okay?" Yin Hanjiang raised his head and looked at Wen Ren'e expectantly.

"...I don't like Baili Qingmiao, so don't burn her." Wen Ren'e clarified.

"That's great," Yin Hanjiang sighed softly, "It's no wonder that countless people are addicted to the illusion of demons and cannot extricate themselves. This is such a beautiful thing."

"This deity is not a demon."

Yin Hanjiang didn't take this sentence seriously at all. He pursed his lips and said courageously, "Is it okay for this subordinate to like His Majesty?"

The author has something to say:

Yin Hanjiang: I want to light a lamp

Wen Ren'e: I don't like Baili Qingmiao, don't burn it, don't!

Yin Hanjiang: Then I will order myself

Wen Ren'e: Don't, don't!Put the fire down!