The tyrant fell in love with his master again [Rebirth]

"Come on, how can you, a thousand-year-old snow rabbit demon, be scared to death so easily?"

Wu Yuegai calmed down her emotions, and said with a smile: "It's Daoist Lin... how is Mr. Lin's condition?"

He had been pretending to be Nan Wuyue for too long, he didn't pay attention for a while and said smoothly, which caught Wen Shuyao's attention:

"You call this little beauty fellow Taoist? What is his origin?"

Since the reign of the former Demon Lord Fu Chengze, he has been the magic doctor in Changqi Palace, so even when facing Zuo Dharma, there is no need to stick to too much etiquette.

Thinking that Fu Hanzhang was not around at the moment, Wu Yuegian thought for a moment, and still told the truth:

"He is... the reincarnation of the one from Tianle City."

This sentence made Wen Shuyao tremble all over, and after carefully studying Lin Yebei's appearance for a long time, she suddenly realized:

"No wonder I felt familiar before... But he clearly lacks spirit and soul, and his cultivation is only at the late stage of Jindan. According to that person's ability, shouldn't he end up in such a situation?"

"What's more, now that he has been plucked from the root of ruthlessness, he has lost all his skills, and it is impossible to pose any threat to His Majesty...Then why does His Majesty insist on keeping him in Changqi Palace?"

While he was still wondering, Wu Yuelan took a deep breath: "What did you say? Your Majesty pulled out his ruthless root?"

Su Tongguang's words still ring in his ears, of course he knows what it means to strip the root of ruthlessness.

Abolishing the cultivation base is a devastating blow to a monk of the immortal family. If it is not for extreme hatred, it is impossible to be so decisive.

However, according to his observation, the relationship between Fu Hanzhang and Lin Yebei is obviously much closer than that of ordinary masters and apprentices.

He originally thought that the time spent together was enough for that person to let go of his hatred for a while, but he didn't expect that the third test of the competition would directly bring them back to the battle of killing the sky.

What's more, it made Fu Hanzhang re-experience the pain of a hundred years ago, and the previous warmth also disappeared.

Wu Yuelan frowned and recalled that he was possessed by a high-level monk in Tianlei City in the illusion, and had contact with City Lord Meng and others.

Although everything is not yet clear, he instinctively feels that the truth of the matter may not be what Fu Hanzhang thought.

At least Si Xi's choice may not be ruthless self-preservation, but a reason.

Moreover, the Demon Lord was brought up by Si Xi when he was young, how could the other party not know about the fact that there are two elixirs in his body?

"These days, I need to trouble you to take care of Mr. Lin more,"

Wu Yuegai sighed gloomyly, "The Demon Dragon Pill will affect the will, making His Majesty inevitably become vicious and violent. If he hurts Mr. Lin impulsively, it will be a big disaster."

Wen Shuyao knew the meaning of his words well.

A hundred years ago, Fu Hanzhang was dissected by the monks of Tianlei City, who had cultivated for many years, the True Dragon God Pill, and the devil energy in his body escaped uncontrollably.

If he hadn't awakened the Demon Dragon Pill during his fall into the Fallen God Altar, he wouldn't have been able to resist the erosion of the spiritual storm, and then use the demon energy of the monsters in the Demon Realm for his own use.

But the Demon Dragon Pill itself was too tyrannical, which also affected Fu Hanzhang's sanity, making him sensitive, suspicious, violent and bloodthirsty.

Every time when the cultivation base is advanced, it is necessary to suck the blood of the spiritual power user with cold attribute to calm the boiling of the magic dragon pill.

When Fu Hanzhang left the Demon Realm, his cultivation was already close to the middle stage of crossing the catastrophe.

In the past three months, he has forged the internal organs of the alchemy in order to conceal the devilish energy. He suppressed the devilish energy in the dantian and further refined and condensed it. It must not take a few days to advance to the middle stage.

"Your Majesty's situation is indeed not optimistic. He almost failed to control the demonic energy when he pulled out the root of ruthlessness. Now that he has gone to the southern border and returned, the situation will only get worse."

Wen Shuyao sighed helplessly, "It seems that it's time to contact 'that' to take care of his body in case of emergencies."

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The journey from Changqi Palace in the north to the south of the Demon Realm was more than a thousand miles long, but Fu Hanzhang only took two days.

He watched Wen Shuyao mix the three elixir together and pour the nourishing soup into the jade bowl, and suddenly reached out to take it:

"Come alone."

Wen Shuyao shuddered, remembering Wu Yuelan's advice, and hastily handed the bowl to him.

"This elixir is hard to come by, and its effect is extremely strong. If the little beauty can't bear it, I have to trouble Your Majesty to guide him a little bit."

He followed Fu Hanzhang weakly and added a sentence, before the other party got angry, he hurriedly slipped out.

Fu Hanzhang panted slightly, frowning to suppress the turmoil in his chest.

Recently, his cultivation base is about to advance, and the demonic energy in his body is stirred up by the magic dragon pill, and it is becoming more and more difficult to control his emotions.

At this moment, just looking at the sleeping man from a distance, he felt his heart beating like a drum.

Some terrible impulse was about to come out, making him want to rub that thin figure in white into his flesh and blood, and eat it to his stomach.

Days of injuries and heartaches had already tortured Lin Yebei to death. He was obviously lying on his back on the couch, but at first glance, there was no obvious ups and downs on the bedding.

Fu Hanzhang raised his hand to caress his side face, only to feel that the tentacles were cold, and the arc was so sharp that it could cut people.

"You've lost a lot of weight...Master."

His fingertips slid down and rested on the corner of his pale and chapped mouth. He paused, then picked up the bowl and took a sip of the concoction.

With his long hair hanging down, he held Lin Yebei's lips and fed the soup and medicine into it one mouthful at a time.

The snow blue agar mixed with Huayuan grass has a sweet taste, and the clear taste permeates between the lips and teeth, tempting people to be intoxicated.

After feeding the last sip of the medicinal juice, Fu Hanzhang licked the cold and soft lips, and it took a long time before he reluctantly let go.

He took off his outer robe, lifted the quilt and lay down next to Lin Yebei. The scorching body temperature brought by the magic dragon pill passed through the material, quickly attracting the other party's attention.

Lin Yebei was still in a coma, but subconsciously approached him. He also opened his arms and hugged him tightly.

"Master, is it only at this time that you don't hate Gu and desperately want to push Gu away?" He took a deep breath of the pine fragrance in Lin Yebei's hair, and tightened his arms.

"Gu used to be a monstrous evildoer whom the dragon clan despised and looked at coldly by the world. It was you who adopted Gu and took Gu to practice. It was you who gave Gu hope and then destroyed it with your own hands."

He injected the refined non-attribute magic energy into Lin Yebei's meridians to accelerate the absorption of the medicine,

"Our relationship has been unequal from the very beginning. You have high morals and prestige, and you are a high-ranking savior. For the sake of the world and the city of tears, you can abandon Gu without hesitation."

"I don't want to do this anymore." His eyelashes brushed Lin Yebei's cheeks, "I want to wring your wings and let you stay by Gu's side forever. You don't want to go anywhere, and no one else dares to covet you."

"You can only be alone, alone."

The scarlet phoenix pupils were narrowed, and the Mojun's murmurs were sinister and lingering. From time to time, a dark red air gushed out from his dantian, adding a touch of pain between the delicate eyebrows and eyes.

And Lin Yebei, who was curled up in his arms, also frowned slightly, and a faint icy blue spiritual flow spread along the entangled arms of the two, gradually forming a stalemate with the dark red magic breath.

The elixir prepared by Wen Shuyao was very effective, coupled with Fu Hanzhang's conditioning and counseling, Lin Yebei's meridians and sea of ​​consciousness gradually recovered, and he woke up the next morning.

Now that he has lost his golden core and cultivation base, he is no different from ordinary people, and even weaker because of the damage to his mind and soul and cold syndrome.

He had been lethargic for three days without eating, and when he moved a little, he felt a strong tinnitus and heart palpitations, a burning pain in his throat, and couldn't help calling out in a low voice:

"water……"

Immediately, someone brought the rim of the cup to his mouth, and he almost lost his composure to take a few sips before he managed to calm down, raised his eyes, and immediately met a pair of bright red phoenix eyes:

"Master, you are awake."

"You..." The memory roared back, and scenes of the ruthless root being pulled out and the humiliation of oneself flashed before the eyes.

Lin Yebei's whole body was shocked, and he didn't know where the strength came from, and he pushed his palm away:

"Don't touch me!"

The glass cup dropped to the ground and shattered into pieces, and Fu Hanzhang's eyes quickly darkened.

He propped himself up on the edge of the bed, with no expression on his bright face, he suddenly stretched out his hand, and squeezed Lin Yebei's chin tightly:

"Master, but you forgot, you have no skill now, and you are still in the lonely Changqi Palace?"

The ruthless root in his heart disappeared, and many emotions sprung up like mushrooms after rain. Lin Yebei couldn't tell the difference, but felt sad and humiliated.

Fu Hanzhang's love, hatred and obsession are all for Si Xi, apart from the three months of false mentorship, what else is left for him?

Constrained by the powerlessness of others to resist, he really can't do anything.

Enduring the sharp pain from his jaw, he trembled and looked away from Fu Hanzhang's face, but there was an untimely soft sound in his stomach.

"Gu almost forgot, Master hasn't eaten for three days, he must be hungry." Fu Hanzhang refused to save him face, and with a smile, he took the food plate from the bedside drawer and brought it to him:

"These meat buns are still warm, Master, have a try?"

There are four small steamed buns lined up on the plate. The dough is soft and fragrant, and the buns are neatly folded.

If you ignore Changqi Palace and your own physical condition, everything in front of you is no different from what it was three months ago.

This kind of thought made Lin Yebei feel like a stick in his throat, and the fishy smell rushed up his throat. He turned his face and coughed in a muffled voice:

"Cough...I don't want it."

"Your current body is no different from that of ordinary people." Fu Hanzhang subconsciously tightened his fingers on the edge of the pan, "Do you really want to be so willful?"

"Fu Hanzhang," the corners of Lin Yebei's pale lips turned bright, "Such hypocrisy and arrogance are meaningless at all, why don't you..."

"Master owes Gu, so we can't just let it go."

The smile on the devil's face suddenly froze, and the dark red devilish energy turned the food plate in his hand into powder, and his five fingers were like electricity, pinching his slender neck fiercely:

"And you don't have the capital to negotiate conditions with Gu. How the situation develops can only be decided by Gu."

Seeing the suffocating flush flood Lin Yebei's face, he sneered and withdrew his hand, and the dark luster surged from the smooth fingertips, wrapping around Lin Yebei's wrists and ankles.

"You don't want to leave five feet alone."

"Gu is not in the Demon Realm during this time, and there is a backlog of affairs to deal with. You put on this robe and go to court with Gu."

As he spoke, he stood up, raised his hand lightly, and held out a luxurious robe embroidered with the dark pattern of silver and phoenix.

Before Lin Yebei could react, his body sat up uncontrollably.

Opening his arms weakly, Fu Hanzhang let Fu Hanzhang wear the snow-white robe on his body.

"The matter of the Demon Realm has nothing to do with me."

Lin Yebei frowned tightly, his face as cold as ice and snow.

"Ku Gu has already sent the order down,"

Knowing that he was powerless to resist, Fu Hanzhang happily raised the corners of his mouth, "Tomorrow morning, Gu will announce to the whole world who is the concubine that Gu found from the mortal world..."

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