Heaven is here to torture me

On the other side of the fog in the illusion, in a small area, the fog gradually receded, revealing two figures.

Ning Shu waved his hand to disperse the fading mist around him. Turning around, Luo Nianshan was kneeling on the ground extremely decadent, his body was drenched in sweat, and his shoulders were shaking.

"Oh, Nianshan~" Ning Shu said with a smile, "I didn't expect that you look so well-behaved, but your mind is so..."

"Shut up!" Luo Nianshan yelled, his hand clenched his saber tightly, his eyes were not as peaceful as before, there was a bit of panic and a bit of murderous intent.

"Why, you still want to kill me?" Ning Shu stepped forward, raised his foot very quickly, and kicked Luo Nianshan away with one kick.

"Bang!" Luo Nianshan bumped into something, and fell to the ground in embarrassment, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

The fear in his heart suddenly magnified countless times!

It turns out that Uncle Ning's strength is so strong, but he just wanted to kill Uncle Ning, so that this secret will be buried in the secret realm forever...

"Hey, kid, don't pretend to be dead." As soon as Ning Shu stepped forward, he grabbed Luo Nianshan's hair and lifted him up, with a smile still on his face, "Do you really want to treat your teacher?" Respect like that?"

"Master, Uncle Master!" Luo Nianshan was completely ashamed, his expression darkened, "You kill the disciple!"

He never expected that this Xuantian secret realm actually put him and Ning Shuyi in a fantasy realm, and happened to extract the most ulterior part of his memory.

All along, he has been careful to hide this feeling.

If Master knows that he has these treasonous delusions, Master will definitely tear him apart!

"Kill you? Why?" Ning Shu raised one eyebrow, "I just like someone, it's no big deal, as for you..."

"But he is my master!" Luo Nianshan also raised his head in surprise, looking at Ning Shuyi, "Master, don't you think this idea of ​​this disciple is too rebellious?"

"You are not immediate family members, it's just a teacher-student relationship." Ning Shu didn't take it seriously, and patted Luo Nianshan's shoulder lightly, "Come on, boy, I support you! Come to me if you have any emotional troubles." , I'll teach you how to do it, and I'm sure you'll get the beauty back!"

"..." Luo Nianshan's eyes widened in disbelief, and the sword that was clenched in his hand fell to the ground with a "bang".

His heart was touched by Ning Shuyi's few short sentences, which actually eliminated all the uneasiness and grievances that had been accumulated for a long time.

It turns out that these thoughts of my own are not completely incomprehensible?At least, Uncle Ning felt that it was no big deal...

Uncle Ning... What an incredible person!

"I won't tell your secret, don't worry!" Ning Shu flicked his sleeves smartly, raised his head and thought for a while, and then said suddenly, "If you don't worry, I'll tell you a secret as well. It's been exchanged."

"The disciple naturally trusts the uncle..." Luo Nianshan hurriedly said, he knew that Ning Shuyi was a trustworthy person, since he said he would keep the secret, he would naturally keep it.

What's more, he didn't want to know the secret of his uncle.

Sometimes, knowing too much is not a good thing...

"Hey, I'm actually not your uncle at all!" Ning Shu didn't care what Luo Nianshan thought, he kept this secret in his heart for a long time, and he always wanted to find a chance to say it, so he found a suitable audience!

"What?" Luo Nianshan was taken aback, his heart pounding.

This secret... isn't it amazing! ?

"No, Uncle Martial, if you're not 'Uncle Martial', how can you know Lieyang Sword? You don't want to tease my disciple!" Luo Nianshan's mind changed, and he immediately struggled to death.

"Hey, although I'm not your uncle, but..." Ning Shuyi suddenly leaned into Luo Nianshan's ear, lowered his voice, but said in an extremely embarrassing tone, "I'm your grandfather husband! "

"Teacher...teacher what?" Luo Nianshan was stunned, feeling as if he had heard it wrong.

"Master grandpa! I am your master's man!" Ning Shu raised his head proudly, with the tip of his nose facing the sky.

"..." Luo Nianshan just felt dizzy in his head, the amount of information was so huge that he almost lost his mind.

However, at this moment, a strange red light suddenly lit up on Ning Shuyi's wrist.

Ning Shuyi's face suddenly became serious: "Axue?"

"Wait here for me! Don't go far!" He dropped this sentence and flew out in a certain direction.

"Master Zufu...ah, no, where are you going, Master!?!"

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In front of Lu Qingzhou's eyes, the thick fog receded, revealing a huge bedroom.

Red curtains were hung around the bedroom, red candles were lit in the corner, and a very festive red quilt was spread on the bed.

Lu Qingzhou stood in front of the bronze mirror. In the mirror, he was thin and tired. His pale face was flushed by the bright red wedding clothes on his body.

He couldn't help opening his eyes wide, seeing himself in the mirror clearly, the blood in his whole body seemed to be freezing.

Damn!

Here, it is clearly the "bridal chamber" that he and Sikong Shun arranged on the day they were about to become Taoist couples!

The fate of his life also began to take a sharp turn from this day...

"Dong dong dong", there was a sound of slightly hurried footsteps outside the door.

If it does reflect his memory here, then Xu Zixuan, dressed in blood, will slam into the door and tell him that the person he is about to marry is not Yu Changkong, a righteous disciple, but...

The two nanmu doors were pushed open with a "bang", but the person who came was not Xu Zixuan, but a man with purple eyes in a red robe.

The man held a sword in his hand, his body was stained with blood, and there was a murderous look on his face.

Seeing the silver-haired handsome man in front of him, the man stopped in his tracks.

Those purple eyes remained motionless, looking at Lu Qingzhou faintly.

The shadow of the candle swayed, illuminating that face uncertainly, but the pair of saber eyebrows kept frowning.

This time, Lu Qingzhou didn't make a move immediately.

After Wulei was silent for a moment, he asked in a low voice, "...don't do anything anymore?"

"I can't break the formation even if I kill you, and I don't want to stay in the mist of the phantom formation." Lu Qingzhou regained his composure at this time, sighed softly, turned his head, tore off all the red gauze silk hanging on the head of the bed, and threw it away. Stepping aside, he asked casually, "Did you kill Xu Zixuan?"

"I don't want him to spoil the marriage ceremony between Master and Senior, and I hope Senior will forgive me." Wulei dropped his sword and bowed respectfully to Lu Qingzhou.

Looking up again, he couldn't help but froze again.

He is the fierce and fierce swordsman in white, and he is also the poor and haggard trapped prisoner, and now... the touching man in red in front of him is also him...

The jade face reflected by the red clothes was dyed crimson, and the bright eyes reflected the candlelight, which was extremely bright.

Those tightly biting lips also looked extraordinarily plump and attractive...

"Senior... is it really Lu Qingzhou?"

"I'm not." Lu Qingzhou walked forward slowly, but never looked at Wu Tear again, just rubbed shoulders with him, and walked out the door.

Passing through the corridor, you can see the banquet set up not far in front of you. You can't see the end at a glance, and you don't know how many tables have been set up.

"Master's banquet is all people with heads and faces in the Demon Sect." Wu Lei followed up behind him, and said in a low voice, "It can be seen that Master originally planned to confess his identity to you this night, and Master also really wants to Become a Taoist companion with you."

Hearing this, Lu Qingzhou chuckled silently.

sincere?

Who would believe the nonsense of the people of the Demon Sect anymore!

The purpose of inviting so many devils here is not to let the Mozong people see his desolate appearance, how shameless it is for the once righteous son of heaven to be reduced to the demon lord's restraint!

"..." Wulei hurriedly grabbed Lu Qingzhou's sleeve, "Senior, please stay!"

Lu Qingzhou stopped, but didn't look back.

"Master really cares about senior..." Wulei held on to the red sleeve tightly, fearing that if he let go, Lu Qingzhou would slip away from him, "The reason why Master locked you in the forbidden area of ​​the Demon Sect? , is to suppress the poison in your body. The iron chain is a psychic secret treasure, and the spiritual energy in the forbidden area is also used to resist poison. Master also went to the Demon Sect to ask for Yangyan Pill, you know he..."

"Shut up!" Lu Qingzhou held Wulei's arm with his backhand, and slammed him against the mahogany pillar, with a murderous look in his eyes, "Don't blame me for being ruthless if you bring this up again!"

"Senior is ruthless!" Wulei suddenly shouted loudly, his eyes were red, and his voice gradually became hoarse, "Could it be that the master has done so much, and you still can't see his heart clearly?"

"..." Lu Qingzhou's hand trembled slightly.

"Even if Shizun originally made a bad joke for revenge, but..." Wulei summoned up courage and said loudly, "Could it be that Shizun is willing to accompany Senior for more than 20 years just because of a game? An insignificant 'pastime', you don't hesitate to put down your identity and go to the Demon Sect to seek medicine?"

"Oh, do you know why I was poisoned by ice|ice?" Lu Qingzhou blushed, raised his eyes, and looked at Wulei resentfully, "The person who was poisoned by ice in the first place was 'Yu Changkong'. Your master!"

No Tears paused in surprise: "What..."

"I don't know who he offended. By the time I found out, he had been poisoned by ice for many years." Lu Qingzhou said.

Back then, Lu Qingzhou didn't know Yu Changkong's true identity, and the two hit it off, so he was naturally reluctant to let Yu Changkong suffer this crime.

The cold ice is extremely poisonous, freezing to the bone, if it is not for those who have the root of fire, they will not be able to bear it at all.

Therefore, in order to detoxify Yu Changkong, Lu Qingzhou did not hesitate to secretly introduce the poison into his body, destroying his spiritual roots, and his cultivation base fell again and again, until finally he could not even maintain his foundation cultivation base.

But he didn't regret it, he thought he had found a partner who could be with him for the rest of his life, and he had found a reliance that he could rely on for the rest of his life, even if life was a little short, it didn't matter.

But he didn't want to, "Yu Changkong" didn't need him to work so hard... In this good show made up by Mozun, he was just a clown who used his life to make you smile.

The moment he learned the truth, his world collapsed, and his heart died like ashes!

"I destroyed my spiritual roots for him and ended up in such a situation. I'm stupid and I can't blame others." Lu Qingzhou said bitterly, "But I, Lu Qingzhou, don't owe him anything! Why should he harm me instead?"

"Harm?"

"If he felt so guilty towards me in his heart, and treated me as a flesh and blood person, he would not do such a heartless thing!" Lu Qingzhou said angrily, "You mean he asked for Yang Yan Pill for me, Is it all for my own good? But you don’t know, he manipulated the Yangyan Pill and planted the demons on my heart! It’s not enough to deceive me, he forced me to turn into a demon, lose my mind, and become a demon. The puppet in his palm will never escape his control!"

"This is impossible!"

"What's impossible? Doesn't he do such things as the Demon Lord?" Lu Qingzhou gave Wu Tear a cold look, "I, Lu Qingzhou, have been a human being for the rest of my life. Body, haunted by evil thoughts! I would rather be tortured to death by ice|poison, and never let my Dao heart be dusted, willing to degenerate, become a puppet, and do harm to the world!"

"Senior, there should be some misunderstanding here, Master will never do that kind of thing, Master to Senior..."

"Don't defend him!" Lu Qingzhou approached again, pinching Wulei's neck with his hand, "The only way to relieve my hatred is by killing him!"

Wu Lei looked at his angry face, took a long breath, and calmed down: "Senior, you can't kill Master."