After Mozun married Xianjun by mistake

Lingfeng did not give up, but raised the corners of his mouth and smiled lightly, "Chongming, let me ask you again, do you like me more, or Junfeng more?"

Chongming's heart was tangled up in a ball, and he felt uncomfortable, but he still smiled and said, "Of course it's...Junfeng."

Besides, Junfeng is the wife he is marrying, no matter what, he will not be a bastard who loves the new and dislikes the old and discards the dross.

"Are you sure?" Lingfeng asked.

"Of course." Chongming replied quickly and firmly.He couldn't allow himself the slightest hesitation.

"What about me? Do you have feelings for me?" Lingfeng's expression was soft and full of warmth, which was the expression of true feelings that Chongming had never seen before.

"..." Chongming stared at Lingfeng's face without evading, but he couldn't help hesitating in his heart: Lingfeng has done too many things for him, and he owes Lingfeng too much, what will he pay back?

"Chongming, I like you," Lingfeng confessed suddenly and solemnly, "I have liked you for a long time, so long that I don't even know when it started."

"...Don't say it." Chongming already knew Lingfeng's intentions, but he didn't want to hear Lingfeng's confession, otherwise, he would not know how to refuse.

"Are you sure you want to choose Junfeng and abandon me for the so-called husband's responsibility?" Lingfeng didn't seem to intend to let him go.

"Lingfeng, don't say any more." Don't even look at me with such eyes.Chongming turned his head away, refusing to look at Lingfeng again.

"Okay, I won't force you, I just want to hear the truth from you. Chongming, do you like me?" Lingfeng was persistent and stubborn, as if he wanted to force Chongming to give him a clear answer, "Remember , It’s the truth. Don’t perfunctory me, and don’t suppress yourself.”

"..." Chongming didn't say anything.

Lingfeng, I also like you for a long time, so long that I don't remember when it started.It's just that I didn't understand my own feelings before, I always found you disliked, and thought I hated you.

But I can never say this.

"I understand." Lingfeng hugged Chongming in his arms and sighed.

Chongming was stunned for a moment, but still struggled to get away, took two steps back, and left Lingfeng's side.The sense of powerlessness, loss, guilt, and regret in his heart were deeply imprinted in his mind and heart, and he might never forget it in this life.

So what if he is a Demon Lord?So what if Lingfeng is an immortal?Good luck tricks people, and never shows mercy.

"Lingfeng, I should go back, Jun...she is still waiting for me at home." Chongming turned around and was about to leave.

"Okay." Lingfeng pulled back Chongming's arm, and kissed the back of his hand, not letting go for a long time.

Chongming has mixed feelings in his heart, and he always feels that he is a heartless man who steals from others.

I don't want to leave Lingfeng, I don't want to reject Lingfeng, and I don't want to hurt Lingfeng, but now, I want to stay away from him step by step, reject him cruelly, and hurt him mercilessly.

Chongming was originally optimistic and open-minded in dealing with things, and he has never been so worried in his life.The word love is really scary. A person with his personality should not get involved in complicated and complicated emotions, which are tiring and hurtful.

"Chongming, remember how you feel now, and never forget it. When you cherish it, cherish it." Lingfeng's voice came from behind.

Cherish whom?Junfeng?He will, she is his wife, the person he will protect for the rest of his life, she cannot be given up, nor can she be given up.

After Chongming left, Spirit Snake swam up to Lingfeng, shook his head, and questioned him silently.

"You want to ask me why I didn't tell him the truth?" Lingfeng laughed.

Spirit Snake nodded.

"Don't worry, I just want him to remember the feeling now, like it but can't be together, want it but can't get it... When he knows the truth, he won't fight with me because of face, want to make peace or something. Because he will never want to experience this feeling again."

"However, it is inevitable to beat me up. Tell me, should I make preparations in advance so that I won't be beaten to death by him?"

Spirit Snake rolled his eyes and swam away.

If it wasn't for his lack of skill, he would have wanted to kill his master with a bad personality, what if he suddenly felt sorry for Chongming?

On the way home, Chongming's heart was in a mess, and when he closed his eyes, it was Lingfeng's face.He knew that in this life, the spiritual wind would be imprinted in his heart and would never go away.

But he had to force himself to forget... Isn't that too hard?How can it be done?

Chongming wished he could find a tree and hit his head hard, knocking away all the memories about Lingfeng.That bastard, why do I let myself remember him so much, think about him, and never forget him...

When he got home, Chongming found that Junfeng was leaning against the door frame waiting for him, he immediately stepped forward and said with a wry smile: "My lady, I'm sorry, I have something to confess to you, I..."

"Husband, there is no need to say anything, let's go back to the room first." Junfeng interrupted him, took his hand, brought him back to the room, and closed the door.

"Miss, you look bad, what's the matter?" Chongming helped Junfeng feel the pulse, and found that her spiritual power was seriously depleted.

No, didn't Junfeng stay at home all the time and didn't go out?How can it lose spiritual power?

"Miss, has someone broken into the house?" Chongming helped Junfeng to sit on the bed, and at the same time went to look for the elixir that his aunt had left for him.

The bamboo scent on Junfeng's body is still so good, but there is a very faint floral scent hidden in it, and Chongming always feels that he has smelled it somewhere.

"Miss, you..."

Junfeng stood up, helped Chongming to sit on the bed, and said, "Husband, do you remember? I said that after solving the matter of Tianmo's heart mirror, I will tell you my true identity. Do you want to hear it?"

Focusing only on Lingfeng, he almost forgot about it, Chongming cheered up and said with a smile: "Of course, lady, I'm looking forward to it."

"Okay, then you can take care of it. But there is one thing, don't do anything."

Junfeng smiled slyly, which made Chongming puzzled, and asked, "Why does the lady think that I will strike after seeing your real body?"

"You make sure first." Junfeng insisted.

"Okay, I promise." Chongming nodded.

Junfeng moved his hands slightly, and his whole body was suddenly wrapped in a white light.After the white light passed, Junfeng disappeared, and it was Lingfeng who appeared in front of Chongming.

Tall in stature and distinguished in appearance, he is Lingfeng who has only met in the mirror.

"Where's Junfeng?" Chongming asked subconsciously.After asking, I felt so stupid.

Lingfeng was in a good mood, standing in front of Chongming, and asked with a smile: "Take a good look, who am I?"

"You are Lingfeng..." Chongming's head was in a daze, he didn't know what he was talking about, "So, Junfeng is Lingfeng, and Lingfeng is Junfeng?"

Lingfeng nodded, "Husband is really smart."

The word "smart" completely triggered Chongming's urge to kill someone. He didn't care about guarantees or guarantees, so he jumped up and beat him, cursing at the same time: "Damn Lingfeng, you are better than me with your spiritual power!" , the spell is stronger than me, and you deceive me again and again? When we met before, you said it’s been a while since you met, and you lied without blinking an eye.”

"I haven't seen you for a long time, isn't it just a long time." Lingfeng had expected that Chongming would not keep his promise. At the moment he rushed over, he turned sideways, stretched out his hand, and pulled Chongming to the bed.

The moment he fell down, he turned over slightly, firmly imprisoning Chongming under him.A set of movements is smooth and proficient, as if they have been rehearsed in their hearts.

"Otherwise, what else can I rely on?" Lingfeng looked down at Chongming, appreciating the annoyance and anger that he wanted to struggle but couldn't get rid of.

Seeing that Lingfeng spoke with confidence, Chongming was so angry that he was trembling all over, he didn't even have the strength to curse, and there was only one thought left in his head:

If he wants to cultivate to become a god, he must be better than the bastard Lingfeng, and then bully him back, so that Lingfeng can also taste the feeling of being crushed.

"Okay, don't be annoyed." Lingfeng turned over, put his arms around Chongming's waist, imprisoned him in his arms, and said with a smile: "Chongming, feel your current mood well."

Feel like a big head ghost.Chongming cursed in his heart, he just wanted to kill people now, but unfortunately, he didn't have the strength.The sudden truth made him startled and angry, and almost took away all the strength in his body.

Lingfeng ignored Chongming's angry eyes, and smiled slightly: "You like me, and I'm by your side, isn't this the most ideal thing?"

"When you finally understood what you wanted for me, but because of Junfeng's existence, you suffered and flinched, so you rejected me and stayed away from me. Because you don't want to become a half-hearted bastard and hurt Junfeng, you can only force yourself to treat Junfeng. Feng is single-minded. Think about your feelings at that time, do you really have no regrets?"

Of course he did, he was so entangled with it, okay?Chongming muttered in his heart.

"Now, I am Junfeng, and Junfeng is me. The one you like is always me. We can be together without hindrance. Chongming, shouldn't you be happy?"

"..." Chongming remained silent.He was a little happy in his heart, but also very angry.

Lingfeng: "Chongming, don't push me away and reject me because of those so-called self-esteem and face, okay?"

Chongming: "I haven't."

Lingfeng sighed and hugged him tighter, "Since that's the case, I'm relieved."

Chongming's anger, damn it, was put on by this bastard again.Hearing what he said, he, who has been deceived, can't even get angry?

Chongming threw his elbow back violently and poked heavily on Lingfeng's chest, successfully making Lingfeng let him go.

Chongming turned over and sat on Lingfeng, tearing his face with both hands to vent his anger, "Bastard Lingfeng, why are you so hateful now, where did that cold and reserved guy go..."

"Chongming, some things will change." Lingfengxu held Chongming's hand, did not stop him from taking revenge, but said with a light smile: "But some things will never change."

Facing his eyes as deep as the sea, Chongming suddenly stopped his movements, because he saw the emotion in it, the emotion is deep, and the emotion is hard to control.

"You..." Chongming's anger dissipated little by little, and turned into another complex emotion: a little liking, a little pity, a little guilt, a little joy...

At this moment, a bloody smell came to his nostrils, Chongming looked down and found that the white clothes on Lingfeng's chest were stained red little by little with blood.

The wound on his chest must have been split open, Chong Ming turned over and tore off Lingfeng's skirt, and finally saw the hideous and terrifying wound.

The wound was deep and long, stretching from the chest to the waist and abdomen. The inside of the wound was bloody and bloody, and the skin on both sides of the wound was turned outward, like a valley of blood with teeth and claws.

Chongming knew about this wound, and he heard from the fifth senior brother that it was left by Lingfeng when he went to the Valley of Death to find medicine for him.And the old genius doctor also said that this wound was not good at all, and was struck by the thunder calamity later.Even if Lingfeng became a fairy later and reshaped the golden body, this wound could not be healed...

Chongming's hand was hanging above the wound, he didn't dare to touch it, his voice was trembling, "Why doesn't this wound heal? Didn't you go to Death Valley to pick fairy grass? Why don't you use it yourself?"

"It's okay, a little injury." Lingfeng glanced at it indifferently, without any reaction on his face, as if the injury was not on his body, and asked instead: "How do you know that I have been to Death Valley?"

"I just know." Chongming found medicine and bandages to treat Lingfeng's wound, and said fiercely: "However, I still want to hear it from you."