Did the villain act like a spoiled brat to the master?

The army of demons came back, and the flames of war burned from Qingyun Taizong to the foot of the mountain. The major families resisted the invasion of the demons one after another, but facing the demon who had crawled back from hell, it was nothing more than a fly shaking a tree and a mantis holding a cart.

Fen Xi stepped forward, he knelt down on one knee to the man on the throne, and made a heartfelt salute.

"My lord, the southwestern part of the mainland has been captured, should the city be massacred?"

Yu Yang waved at him, Fen Xi understood what he meant, and was about to back down.

Suddenly Yu Yang said: "Wait."

"What else does your lord have to say?"

Yu Yang said as usual, "Remember, don't kill those who sell sugar."

Although Fen Xi didn't know what this meant, he just complied.

Ever since Yuyang became the Demon Lord, whether it was a big battle or a small battle, the towns and sugar peddlers involved in it all escaped unharmed.

He may have been looking for someone, or he may have been thinking about something.

Yu Yang played with the skull in his hand, picked up a hawthorn on the jade plate on the table, licked it, felt that it was not sweet enough, and immediately became extremely bad mood.

So he overturned the table, his eyes were terribly cold, and no one in the hall dared to speak.

"Where is Gu Ruoqing?"

"My lord, Gu Xianjun... is with the dancers and the others."

Yu Yang was very restless, the plate of hawthorn was smashed on the ground, stained with ashes: "Bring him up, I will see him now."

When he was agitated, he would go to Gu Ruoqing, no matter what the latter was doing, whether he wanted it or not, as long as he was brought in front of his eyes, even seeing his frown, would make him feel better.

"Oh yes," he suddenly remembered, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up, "It's been five days, it's time to prepare for singing and dancing."

"Yes."

The name of this dance is "Fengyue Meiguran". Gu Ruoqing once saw Le Lin dance it. It is a unique dance of the demon race.

The demons have always been open-minded, and women are good at singing and dancing, with a variety of styles, and this dance is just like its name, charming to the bone.

But frankly, this dance is really just a striptease.

The dancing girl has a soft figure, her skirt is forked at her thighs, her upper body is fluttering in gauze, and her graceful figure is faintly visible, captivating people's hearts.

When the dulcimer is played, they will twirl in circles, and the long, fluffy ribbons around their waists will fall down round and round, and the already thin gauze will open up little by little, revealing half of the spring. half covered.

On Gu Ruoqing's first day of practice, all the dancers knelt down and begged him.

They all know that Yu Yang is moody and kills people without blinking an eye. Maybe Yu Yang let Gu Ruoqing dance on a whim, but their lives and deaths are all controlled by this dance.

"My lord," the dancers said with tears in their eyes, "We know that you are begging for perfection...but please give us a way out."

Gu Ruoqing lowered her eyes: "I will study hard, don't worry."

Although immortals and demons have different paths, when he thought that Lelin was also the best at dancing this dance back then, he couldn't calm down.

He treats everything in the world with empathy and kindness, but he is cruel to himself without knowing it.

The five-day deadline approached, and dance music sounded in the hall.

Since he came in, the man's eyes have been fixed on him.

Gu Ruoqing always only wore white clothes or blue shirts. His hair was as long as snow, and he looked so clean that he almost looked like a fairy.

He has never worn a red shirt like he does today.

The red color is like fire and clouds, draped over his shoulders, making the fairy tall and straight, with a complexion like snow, and the waist-length white hair hangs down behind his shoulders, like a begonia pear blossom, bright and moving.

His long eyelashes are like crow's feathers, his thin lips are like cherry blossoms, and he has clear and handsome brows and eyes, but between his downcast eyes, he is forced by the red silk brocade to reveal something different from the past.

Before Gu Ruoqing raised his head, he felt someone flying towards him from under the high seat, raised his chin, and said in a low voice, "Master looks like this, it's really pretty."

But the only fly in the ointment was that Gu Ruoqing's face was too pale.

Gu Ruoqing turned her head to avoid Yu Yang's hand.

But Yu Yang didn't let him go, he forcefully turned Gu Ruoqing's face away, stretched out his hand to touch the bright red rouge on the side, and wiped it vigorously on his pale lips.

A pair of indifferent and distant ink paintings instantly become thick and colorful, full of various styles.

Yu Yang felt itchy, so he bit his lips.

His hot breath hit Gu Ruoqing's ear, and he said in a low voice, "That's right, Master always looks aloof and contrived on weekdays, but only I know..."

"How alluring you are undressed."

Gu Ruoqing gritted her teeth, closed her eyes, and did not speak.

"Let's get started," the man hooked his belt, "I can't wait any longer."

Gu Ruoqing still made a mistake.

After all, he is only a person of flesh and blood, and there are limits to human physical strength and energy.

In the past few days, he practiced with the dancers during the day, and at night he would be tied back to the dungeon by Yu Yang, where he endured the brutal and unrestrained torture of men.He was already slender and thin, and he has become even thinner in recent days.

Sometimes when Gu Ruoqing fell asleep after orgasm, the raised butterfly bones on his back were like broken wings, with merciless bite marks on them.

During the last spin, he suddenly felt his eyes go blank and fell down.

The music stopped abruptly.

It was eerily quiet.

"Ah! Your Majesty, spare me!"

He suddenly heard the scream of the dancer kneeling beside him, he couldn't help but raised his head, and shouted to the gloomy Mozun, "Yu Yang!"

The man turned his head to look at him, his sharp profile looked strange and dangerous in the light and shadow.

Gu Ruoqing supported the wall and stood up.Said: "...I will jump again."

Mozun narrowed his eyes slightly: "Isn't Master not willing to dance, why is he willing again?"

While the man was talking, the hand holding the dancer's neck was still closing, and the woman was struggling in pain.

Gu Ruoqing shook her head: "Yuyang, I'll dance again, you let her go."

He held Yu Yang's arm, trying to make him put down Wu Ji, but Yu Yang suddenly smiled at him.

Smile beautifully and cruelly.

A click.

The dancer stopped struggling.

Gu Ruoqing opened his eyes wide, his blood-red clothes made his face pale.

Mozun loosened his hands, dropped the corpse like throwing trash, wiped his hands, looked at Gu Ruoqing's incredible face, and excitedly licked the corners of his mouth.

"...Why." Gu Ruoqing's voice trembled, "Why are you..."

Yu Yang looked at him with interest, like a cat teasing a mouse: "Why? Of course it's because of Master."

"I didn't want to kill her at first, but seeing Master insisting so much," Mozun said in a frivolous and cruel voice, "I suddenly became interested."

Gu Ruoqing shook her head, her lips trembling: "... crazy, Yu Yang, you crazy."

"Yes, I'm a lunatic." The man said to him.

"Master, if you want to blame, blame yourself," the man said, "Blame you for saving me at the beginning, and then killing me after saving me. Now all of this is your own fault!"

Gu Ruoqing closed her eyes: "...So, you are going to humiliate me like this today."

"Humiliation?" Yu Yang seemed to have heard something new and interesting, "Master, you underestimated me. All of this is just the beginning."

"Don't you want them to live, I just want to let them die. If you want the world to be peaceful, then I just want to make everything a hell, and you," the man frivolously looked at his half-opened red dress and Rouge on the lips, "Master, what can you do other than lie on my bed? Huh?"

Gu Ruoqing clenched his fists tightly, and with trembling hands, he wiped the rouge from his lips, and saw that the color on the back of his hand was like blood, shockingly red.

He raised his head and said word by word: "Yuyang, you are so disgusting."

Suddenly, the word disgust pierced Yu Yang's eardrum like a knife, making him stiff.

The man used to play with everything in his spare time, but at this moment, his eyes turned red and he turned into a completely detonated devil.

Madmen are madmen because they are as explosive as bombs, uncontrollable.

So Yu Yang swung Gu Ruoqing against the wall, grabbed his collar, and laughed angrily: "Hate? Well, if Master wants to hate me, it won't be too late."

After speaking, he waved his hand, and the scene of Qingyun Mountain suddenly appeared in the air. The once distant and pure place for cultivating immortals is now full of dead bodies, blood flowing, and disciples who died tragically everywhere.

"Master, keep your eyes open." Yu Yang's golden pupils crawled bloodshot, laughing hard, "Look at these people, are they a little familiar?"

Gu Ruoqing almost felt dizzy when he saw it.

Qinglian shot ten thousand arrows through his heart, and the corpse lay on the ground, motionless.Beside him was Chen Xiao, already bruised all over his body, surrounded by monsters that were staring at him.

"how come……"

"Master, they all died because of you," said the devil-like voice on the side, "If you had never appeared in Qingyun Taizong, and joined them to strangle me, how could Qingzong and Master Chen be changed?" into this."

Gu Ruoqing shook her head: "...No, no, it's impossible!"

"Master, don't you believe it? Well, then I will demonstrate it to Master myself."

After finishing speaking, Yu Yang tapped his fingertips, and the monsters in the picture immediately obeyed his orders, rushed forward, and bit Chen Xiao, who had no resistance at all.

Gu Ruoqing suddenly pulled out the sword at Yu Yang's waist, and slashed at the image in the void.

The screen suddenly disappeared.

The white-haired fairy rushed to the air, panting, leaning on the sword, in a panic.

Yu Yang looked at his desperate appearance, and sneered, "Master, do you know how funny you look now?"

"They all died because of you, but you can't even hold a sword steadily."

"Master, I don't need to remind you, right? When your brothers and sisters from the same sect are fighting stubbornly, what are you still doing?"

Gu Ruoqing suddenly trembled all over, his thin back protruding from the thin outer clothes.

"...shut up." He lowered his head and his voice was hoarse.

Yu Yang's heart was extremely happy and extremely angry, extremely happy and extremely hateful.

"You are in the Demon Realm, having sex with the enemy who killed them every night, playing the piano and singing and dancing for him, so happy! So uncomfortable!"

"Shut up... shut up..."

Gu Ruoqing covered her ears, but Yu Yang's ghost lingered like a ghost.

Gu Ruoqing dared to hate him, Gu Ruoqing actually dared to hate him!

Then he deserves to be like this, he deserves to know what kind of scum he is, he deserves to be locked under this ground, to fall into the mud, to roll in the mud, to be branded with his marks, and he has no right to despise him forever!

"Gu Ruoqing, you're just a coquettish, vulgar hypocrite, a self-proclaimed righteous hypocrite who spends his days trying to uphold the righteousness and save the common people, save? It's so ridiculous!"

"Who can you save?"

"do not talk……"

The man's eyes were red: "You can't even save yourself."

Gu Ruoqing slid down bit by bit, his face was pale, the rouge on his lips was scratched, and the red jacket hung loosely on his thin shoulders, messy and embarrassed.

He wanted to escape from here, but Yu Yang pushed him against the corner.

The man has already been possessed by a demon, his love and hatred are like a bloody sharp knife, sharp and hysterical, his words stab Gu Ruoqing desperately with a sharp blade, his eyes are red as if he is dying.

He grabbed Gu Ruoqing's hand and placed it on the scar on his chest.

"Master, open your eyes and see, this is the lunatic you saved and then killed. Everything that happened today was caused by you alone. How about it, are you satisfied?"

Gu Ruoqing's voice was almost pleading: "Stop talking...Yuyang...Please stop talking..."

There was still a trembling cry in his voice, but Yu Yang grabbed his jaw, raised his head, and exposed it to the man's sight.

There was crystal clear liquid in the man's eyes, which slipped down the moment he raised his head.

Yu Yang has never seen Gu Ruoqing cry, but now he has become very demonic, he is moody and inhuman.

The more Gu Ruoqing cried, the crazier he became.

"Gu Ruoqing," he gritted his teeth and said cruelly, "You can't actually do anything."

"Everyone who died on the entire continent is thanks to you."

"Now, living in this world is a crime," he pressed against his ear, "like me, you are nothing but a sympathetic idiot, a disaster that kills everyone."

"You say I'm disgusting, where do you think you're going to get?"

"You, forever and ever, have no right to hate me."

He let go of Gu Ruoqing's hand, which slowly slid down to his knees.

Gu Ruoqing hugged her arms with her hands and huddled in a corner, her long hair covering her pale cheeks, her voice hoarse and trembling.

"Yuyang, please forgive me..."

"Please forgive me, please..."

Finally, the white-haired Xianjun knelt on the ground, covered his face, and broke down into low sobs.

The author has something to say: cute everyday.

(Okay, I know that the first Yuyang is very annoying, but the second seems to be a little cuter, so run away)

感谢在2020-08-1020:48:10~2020-08-1220:17:53期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: 408063193; elegant 1;

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: Yu Qiu 2; Mo Muxue, the woman who robbed Bingmei for his wife; 1;

Thank you to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 20 bottles of Mao Yuer, Zhen is really busy; 10 bottles of wooden man, Xiao potato paste shrimp and turtle cooked in one pot; 4 bottles of real old man;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!