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Yang Ze felt that until he returned to the real world, he would always remember Mo Xun.Because this was the first time he had seen a live sick and delicate snake, and it was the first time he knew that the eyes of his mother could really have so many emotions rolling in them.

——It is also the first time I know that psychopaths are like this.

Looking up at the ceiling, Yang Ze fucked the [-]th generation of Mo Xun's ancestors in his mind. His limbs were sore and weak, but there were intermittent sharp pains deep in his internal organs.

How did all this happen...

Two hours ago, Wen Qingyan came to drink and chat with him like a big husky, and then told him a good news (for Yang Ze) - he was going on a trip again, to an extreme place. Another country in the Northern Territory.Yang Ze's face remained unchanged, his heart danced wildly with joy, he finally didn't have to face the Shura field anymore.

"You look happy." Wen Qingyan said.

"No." Yang Ze firmly denied.

Wen Qingyan stared at Yang Ze for a long time, and suddenly said: "Ah Ze, we have known each other for more than ten years... I know you are a cold-faced and unfeeling person, and you only treat me a little because of your past affection." different.

"...Recently, I feel that you are different than before, but I can't tell."

Yang Ze was startled, and quickly concealed the surprise in his eyes to look at Wen Qingyan.

Wen Qingyan has a gentle and quiet face, and the sharpness is hidden in those eyes that are always drunk and hazy. He carefully looked at Yang Ze, and finally smiled at the corner of his mouth: "But I don't care much... Aze, you You also understood my intentions a long time ago, and it is an exception to let me be by your side, and I don't care about the rest."

Yang Ze was stunned by this sentence—wait a minute, don't force me to fill in the plot with just one sentence! ! !So we both know you like me! ?I thought you were a deep cabinet? ? ? ?

"I'm afraid that little apprentice of yours has a general idea." Wen Qingyan murmured to himself, and suddenly smiled, "I'm leaving this time, and I don't know when and when I will return. I feel that it is inappropriate to just let you go to him."

……wait…………? !

Yang Ze only felt a flash in front of his eyes, and Wen Qingyan's lips rolled up in the next second, with a trace of cold alcohol, entering Yang Ze's bewildered brain along his nasal cavity.

Before Yang Ze's inner drama kicked off, the next second, the door of the room was pushed open. It only took Yang Ze half a second to deduce that the person must be Mo Xun. Sweet, just sprayed it out——

Yang Ze was stunned, and Wen Qingyan was also stunned after being sprayed with blood all over his face.

What the hell? !Wen Qingyan kissed me and I vomited blood? !What is this setting? !

Wen Qingyan didn't care about the blood on his face, and stretched out his hand to help Yang Ze in panic: "Ah Ze, you—"

Before the words fell, Mo Xun's murderous palm came, and he slapped Wen Qingyan out with such force that Wen Qingyan's body hit the wall heavily and coughed up blood. With blood all over his head and face, he looked almost dead.

Yang Ze stared blankly at Wen Qingyan's blood-smeared face until his cold hand pinched his chin, forcing him to lift his head up—seeing the surging jealousy and bottomless desire in Mo Xun's eyes, he was always docile The face is distorted at this moment due to emotional fluctuations.

The young man's voice was mixed with hoarse depression, and he gritted his teeth: "Master——"

Following this sound, a sharp pain suddenly came from deep inside his body. The pain was like a living cramp, piercing through all his consciousness. Yang Ze's eyes gradually lost focus, and the few bloody spots on his face quickly As time passed, the teeth rattled, and only the buzzing remained in my ears.

"gentlemen--! 』

The sound of the system suddenly sounded like thunder, pulling Yang Ze back to his crumbling consciousness.

Yang Ze was trembling all over, but he had to take a deep breath, mobilize all the internal forces in his body, and reached out with extreme difficulty to grab Mo Xun's hand stuck on his chin. He looked at Mo Xun, with killing intent in his eyes for the first time.

The male protagonist's cultivation base has greatly increased, but now that the plot is developing, he is finally defeated by the leader selected by the Junhua faction.

He didn't know what method Mo Xun used to make his life worse than death, and he didn't want to know why Mo Xun suddenly became so angry. Yang Ze just wanted to stop all this.

With a bang, Yang Ze violently shook Mo Xun away, staggered and fell off the chair, vomiting blood, his mind was still dazed.

Mo Xun was knocked down to the ground, the suppression of his internal force made the corners of his mouth bloodshot, but his eyes were abnormally chaotic and crazy.

"Master—why?"

Yang Ze's fingers gripped his robe tightly, and he closed his eyes tightly. The fear brought by the pain made him feel cold all over his body.

"Teacher thinks that disciple is special to master, otherwise why would master wait for disciple at the door?" Mo Xun's voice was suddenly very soft, and he slowly came to Yang Ze's side, stretched out his hand to grab Yang Ze Yang Ze suddenly opened his eyes and flung it away, Mo Xun shrank his fingers, and then clenched into a fist, "Yes, that's right, that's it."

"But this disciple is not. The master is supposed to be aloof, not blasphemy, someone who doesn't know fireworks - how can he have emotional fluctuations because of others..." Mo Xun murmured nervously, "Wen Qingyan. Wen Qingyan. Wen Qingyan. Always him!!!"

"Why don't you use the suffering I have experienced?! Why can they get what I can't get?!?!"

"Why?!!!"

Yang Ze looked at Mo Xun with a cold face, and read out word by word what the original owner said to the male lead in the original book:

"Mo Xun, your mind is not right, your obsession is deep, and your life must die."