The villain's junior brother turned out to have a crush on me

The man's movements were so sudden that Meng Chen's mind went blank, and his eyes were full of astonishment that he couldn't hide in an instant.

The moment he froze, the man had already pushed him down on the bed, and there was a slight muffled sound when his body collided with the bed.The sound woke Meng Chen up suddenly, and he immediately stretched out his hand to push, but the other party firmly grabbed his fingers and imprisoned him in front of him. The rustling of the clothes during the struggle was particularly obvious, with heat, burning the air in this area. piping hot.

Meng Chen couldn't break free, and could only be forced to accept this kiss—it was resentful and passionate, ecstatic and painful, crazy and pity—complicated and contradictory emotions were transmitted through this hot kiss, which disturbed Meng Chen's thoughts. In a mess, a tiny tingling rushes through the brain to the spine, dizzy until the whole world is spinning.

After an unknown amount of time, he trembled and forcibly pulled out his hand, forcing the person on him to push away.

The young man's lips were bright red, and the bottom of his eyes were moist. It was unknown whether it was due to suffocation or anger. His chest heaved violently, and his normally pale cheeks also turned crimson.Mozun looked at him, his eyes darkened, his Adam's apple rolled, and he lowered his head again.

A dagger appeared out of thin air in Meng Chen's hand, the tip pointed at his own heart.

"I can't kill you." Meng Chen stared at him with a terrifyingly calm expression, "But suicide is still possible."

Mozun's hot blood instantly froze to ice.

Even if you die, don't you want him to touch it?

"...Okay. Okay." His heart ached so badly that he almost became numb. He nodded, propped himself up, and got off the bed.

"You go." Mozun turned his back to Meng Chen, as if he didn't want to look at him again, "Your Xue Lang's last wish was for me to protect you, so I won't kill you, but I don't want to see you again." - you go."

His tone was calm, but he intentionally bit the word "living" very hard. Sure enough, Meng Chen's cheeks lost all color in an instant, and even his lips trembled slightly. Without saying a last word, he opened the palace door silently. left.

After his figure completely disappeared, Mozun bent down slightly, gasped for breath enduring the severe pain, saw something when he profiled his face, walked over with shaking hands, picked up the bottle containing silver stars on the window sill, and slammed it viciously with a roar. It was smashed.

-

His Highness Shura lived a difficult life again.

No, it was even several times more difficult than at the beginning.

When Mozun first came, he just locked himself in the room as a whole, and everyone couldn't figure out his thoughts, so they were uneasy; but now, he not only shuts himself in the room, but also smashes things all day long as if venting. All the treasures that Meng Chen collected were destroyed by him, and once he even rushed to the back garden with red eyes, but he raised his hands several times to the moon frost flowers that were swaying gently in the wind all over the garden, and at last Couldn't really go down.

Everyone was afraid that the Demon Lord would demolish the entire Shura Palace if it continued like this, so they hurriedly wept and asked Qinghao Demon Lord to help.

Qing Hao's first reaction was absolutely not to go, after all, he sent Meng Chen over there on his own initiative, and now that he has run away, why does His Majesty tear him up when he sees him?But thinking about it, if His Majesty was really driven crazy, it would be even worse if he casually blew up the entire Demon Realm, so he quickly packed up and rushed to the Demon Palace.

I haven't seen him for a few days, and the image of the demon king is completely different from the high-spirited ones of the past few days - the hair is scattered, a short layer of stubble appears on the chin, and the eyes are full of bloodshot eyes. It seems that he is not far from crazy .

Qinghao was terrified, but Mozun just glanced at him, and then asked: "Is there any wine?"

Qing Hao hurriedly summoned the servants of the demon palace to bring several large jars of wine, unpacked one jar and stuffed it for the demon master, and took a jar himself proudly: "My lord, today I will accompany you to get drunk to the end!"

He wanted to do it first as a respect, but the man opposite had already lifted up the jar, raised his head and filled half of the jar with one breath.This is the "Fierce Millennium" treasured in the Demon Palace. It is extremely powerful. The man got down halfway down the altar, his eyes became redder, he wiped his mouth and said ruthlessly: "Tell me, is this person Meng Chen not good?"

Qinghao immediately said: "That's right! This person really doesn't know what is good and what is wrong. Your lord treats him like this, but he has the guts to betray you. He is simply an unfamiliar white-eyed wolf. I will send someone to arrest him right away." Cut to pieces—"

Before he finished speaking, the Demon Lord had already said murderously: "How dare you!!"

Qinghao: "..."

Damn, didn't you start scolding first!

The Mozun lifted the wine jar, poured the other half in one breath, and let out a trembling breath: "I... I'm all about him. It's fine if he doesn't like me, but he actually wants to kill me He has been by my side for so long, he took my flowers and my stars, but he kept thinking about another man in his heart, and even wanted to kill me for it!!"

He threw the empty wine jug aside, took another one, and poured another half of it under Qing Hao's dumbfounded expression.

"He...he's really too much." Qinghao really didn't know how to comfort his lord wearing green on his head, so he could only stammer, "But I don't see that Meng Chen is very special, he just has a good face It's a bit out of style, it's a bit out of temperament... There are as many of this type as you want, and I'll find it for you—"

"No!" Mozun interrupted him again murderously, and said ruthlessly, "I want him alone!"

Qinghao was completely helpless, and he also saw that his master was really devoted to Meng Chen, even if he was greened, he couldn't let go, so he said: "Actually, this is easy to handle. You can bring him back and abolish his cultivation level." In the hut, if he still dares to resist, erase his memory, so that you are the only one in his heart."

Mozun paused for a moment, didn't speak, lifted the wine jar and took a long gulp silently.

After reading the secret letter sent by unknown person, he has thoroughly investigated Meng Chen's life experience and learned about what he experienced in Taixuanzong.

Even though he hated Meng Chen for deceiving him and hurting him, he would not treat Meng Chen in that way.

Not only reluctant.Also because of disdain.

He would not use such despicable methods to make himself someone he looked down upon.

It was only after knowing those things that he understood why Xue Lang was so important to Meng Chen.

"I know he treats you well..." He drank too much and was in a hurry, his consciousness was already a little fuzzy, "but am I treating you badly?"

"I like you so much..." The wine jar in his hand fell to the ground, and the man slowly lay down on the table, muttering, "My heart and eyes are all about you..."

-

"Your honor..."

"Your Majesty, wake up, Lord Fucang said that he has something important to report!"

Mozun had a splitting headache, and opened his eyes with great effort, only to find that he was sleeping on the bed, and it was already bright outside.

I was so drunk yesterday that I slept all day.

He shook his head and sat up, barely regaining consciousness: "Let him in."

The servant hurriedly went out to spread the message, and after a while Fu Cang strode into the hall and saluted him: "Although you shouldn't disturb Your Majesty's rest, there was sudden turmoil in the Ten Thousand Devils' Nest, and it seems that something happened. Dare to be good at it, and come here to report to Your Majesty."

Mozun's thoughts were confused, and he was half a beat behind: "The Ten Thousand Demon Cave?"

"Yes." Fu Cang said, "the heinous monsters that violate the rules of the Demon Realm have always been suppressed there, but recently they have been restless. I wonder if there is some rebellious heart."

Mozun frowned, and suddenly remembered something——

Wanmo Cave, isn't it the place where the Resurrection Grass in "Hui Tian Lu" is located! ?

His brain was completely awakened, his face changed suddenly, and he disappeared in place without saying a word.

-

Myriad Demon Cave.

This place is desolate and withered, not a single blade of grass grows, and the sun doesn't see the sun all year round, because everything that can be seen is swallowed up by the overwhelming demonic and demonic aura.

There is a roaring cold wind in the air and the ear-piercing laughter of countless monsters. They dance wildly, roam around wantonly, excitedly and maliciously revealing pairs of eyes of different shapes behind the black mist, staring greedily at the one who dared to break into it. An outsider in this forbidden land.

Meng Chen swung his sword and cut the monster that had been rushing towards him in half again.

He didn't know how many swords he had swung, and the sword just now almost became a subconscious action.He was soaked in blood all over his body, his own, but more of those demons.

His arm was so sore that he could not lift it up, and the spiritual power in his body was also running to the point of being exhausted.

But he can't retreat.

He hasn't found what he wants yet.

The young man wiped off the blood on his face, cleared away the black mist, and continued to move forward step by step.

The laughter in the air gradually became less and less, and finally became cold.

Those monsters don't understand why the human being who looks vulnerable and should have been turned into their belly has not fallen yet. It is obviously just a god-turning state. Where did the power come from to support him to swing again and again? Take out the sword in your hand.

Annoyed and furious, they showed their sinister fangs, roared and tore through the black mist, and rushed towards the young man from all directions.

-

The Mozun rushed into the Ten Thousand Devils' Cave, he didn't have time to kill the demons one by one, he directly released the pressure of Transcending Tribulation to the maximum, and rushed all the way in, roaring all the way: "Meng Chen!"

"Meng Chen, where are you, answer me!!"

The great demon in the Transcending Tribulation Realm descended from the sky, and all the ghosts and ghosts were frightened and frightened, and ran wildly in a panic.With a sudden wave of his hand, the man summoned a demon out of thin air, pinched his neck and asked, "Did you see a young man in white clothes?"

The devil looked at the big devil with a gloomy face, bloody eyes and scarlet eyes, who looked a hundred times more fierce than himself, and was so scared that he was about to cry: "Look... I saw it! He went all the way in! "

He pointed in a trembling direction, and the man immediately dropped him and rushed towards that place.

He looked at the ghostly figures all over the sky, and his heart almost trembled with horror.

How long has Meng Chen been in?

Immortals and demons have been at odds since ancient times. How many demons will he attract to covet him when he breaks into this cave of ten thousand demons alone?

Is he... still alive?

There was a sharp suffocation-like pain in his heart, and the man searched frantically with bloodshot eyes, and finally saw a figure lying on the ground in a dark corner.

The man was covered in blood, and there were two demons lying on his back, greedily and excitedly biting the flesh and blood on his shoulders.

The Mozun let out an angry roar, knocked the souls of those two demons away with one palm, rushed to kneel on the ground, and helped the young man into his arms with trembling hands.

still alive.

He probed the heartbeat of the other party, exhaled a breath of hot eyes like the rest of his life, and at the same time found what the young man was holding tightly in his right hand——

A silver-gray resurrection grass.

-

The Asura Hall was busy again, the best doctors in the whole Demon Territory came in and out, tremblingly tried their best to save the man brought back by the Demon Lord from the Den of Ten Thousand Demons.

He was severely injured, his spiritual veins were damaged, and there were countless large and small wounds on his body. He was almost torn off a piece of flesh on his shoulder. It was a miracle that he survived.

Fortunately, the cultivator of Huashen has a strong body, and he used the best medicine in the world for offerings, and his injury is improving rapidly.

"Is it enough to just take these medicines?"

In the past few days, Mozun has been guarding by his side, taking care of him with incomprehensible clothes, feeding medicine and water without pretending to be human hands.The doctor nodded and said: "Young Master Meng is too weak, taking too much medicine will make him unbearable. Now his injury has improved, and it is easy to give birth. He will recover in about half a month."

Mozun nodded, and asked people to retreat. He put the soup aside to cool down, and then turned to look at the sleeping person on the bed.

Meng Chen hadn't woken up yet, because he lost too much blood, his face and lips were pale.Thick gauze was wrapped around the shoulder, and even though the best hemostatic medicine was used, there were still red marks oozing out continuously.

Mozun stretched out his hand and gently held the young man's fingers in his palm.

"I was wrong, I shouldn't have driven you away." He warmed his cold fingers with his palm, "I will never drive you away again from now on."

"It doesn't matter if you don't like me." His eyes were sour, he took the young man's hand carefully, lowered his head and kissed the back of his hand lightly, "as long as you are well."

"...as long as you are well."

-

Three days later, Meng Chen woke up.

His eyes were blank, as if he didn't realize where he was for a moment.Mozun was overjoyed, and immediately approached him and asked him if he needed to drink water, and if he felt uncomfortable.

Meng Chen closed his eyes again, finally calmed down, and immediately remembered something: "Where's my grass?"

The remaining words in Mozun's throat suddenly froze.

"...Where is the resurrection grass I picked?" Regardless of the dizziness and pain, Meng Chen propped himself up with a pale face, stared at Mozun and asked in a trembling voice, "Did you take it away?"

Mozun took a deep breath, and asked word by word: "Do you know that you almost died because of that thing!?"

"Are you going to trade your life for Xue Lang!?"

"None of your business!" Meng Chen hissed, his breathing was short, he stared at the person in front of him, "Is the Resurrection Grass with you?"

Mozun also stared at him, raised his hand, and a silver-white grass appeared in his palm.Meng Chen immediately reached out to snatch it, but the man clenched his hands and avoided it.

Meng Chen's eye circles turned red instantly: "Give it back to me!"

"For you?" The man gritted his teeth, "Isn't this Resurrection Grass for me?"

After he finished speaking, under Meng Chen's astonished gaze, he swallowed the rejuvenation grass in one gulp.

In fact, he already knew that the Resurrection Grass would not bring Xue Lang back to life.The Resurrection Grass can indeed recall lost souls, but there is one thing missing in "Hui Tian Lu", that is, if the soul of the seized house is several times stronger than the original soul, it is impossible for the latter to return to its own body of.

Xue Lang was only a Golden Core cultivator when he died, and it was absolutely impossible for him to snatch his body back from his hands.

He ate the rejuvenation grass in front of Meng Chen, and got too angry for a moment, hating Meng Chen for not caring for himself, and recklessly wanting to exchange Xue Lang's life with his life; moreover, he really couldn't control the jealousy in his heart And evil thoughts.

Didn't you want Xue Lang back at all costs?

It's a pity that he is completely dead.

The only resurrection grass in the world that can summon souls, it is impossible to save him.

Meng Chen waited with bated breath since the Demon Lord swallowed the Resurrection Grass. His hands were tightly twisted together, his joints turned white, and his tense veins were all bulging.

But he waited and waited until a stick of incense had passed, but nothing happened.

"Have you recognized the reality?" Mozun looked at the light in his eyes, and said cruelly, "Xue Lang is dead. He will never come back."

— never coming back.

Meng Chen stared at him blankly, slowly loosened his tightly clenched hands, and then without warning, a tear fell.

He looked dazed, but the tears flowed more and more, more and more urgently, as if a floodgate that had been closed for an unknown amount of time suddenly opened, trying to flow out all the water in his body in one breath.

— never coming back again.

He opened his mouth tremblingly, let out a hoarse and indistinct "ah" from his throat, inserted his pale fingers into his hair, and cried out in despair.

-

After crying, Meng Chen developed a high fever and fell into a coma.

The doctors were summoned urgently again, but after this visit, everyone was silent.

"Young Master Meng... the situation is very dangerous."

The Mozun was almost driven mad by the torture, and roared, "What a dangerous method? Didn't you say that he is almost healed!?"

"Before... it's really getting better." The doctor was sweating coldly, and he didn't dare to look at him. "But now his condition has suddenly deteriorated. The most important thing is, Young Master Meng... has no will to live anymore."

Mozun's heart shook violently.

"Once a person has the will to die, even magic pills can't save him." The doctor said, "We really... have no choice."

Meng Chen's fever couldn't go away, and he couldn't get any medicine or water, and even sending him spiritual power was like a stone sinking into the sea, and there was no response.

The string that supported him to the end in the Ten Thousand Devils Nest was broken, and there was nothing left of his last belief and hope that collapsed, and there was really no trace of nostalgia left.

The only thing Mozun can do is to stay by his side all day and all night, calling his name constantly.

"Meng Chen... haven't you always been stubborn?" He said, "You just tried a method, are you going to give up so soon?"

"There is "Hui Tian Lu", and there must be "Resurrection Record" and "Resurrection Record". Wake up, I will accompany you to find them when you recover."

"Let me tell you, Xue Lang's soul does not reincarnate. Even if you die and reincarnate, you will never meet him again. Are you willing to die like this?"

Maybe it was because he was talking too much, but Meng Chen finally had a reaction.His cheeks were red from burning, his lips were chapped, and he blurted out two words from between his lips, calling Xue Lang's name.

The Mozun stared at him, closed his eyes, and slowly chanted a spell.

In the next instant, the man's body changed visibly with the naked eye, and gradually returned to the appearance of a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy.

—— Xue Lang's appearance.

He lay beside Meng Chen, carefully walked around the unhealed wound on Meng Chen's shoulder, and pulled him into his arms.

"I'm here." He said softly, "I'm Xue Lang, and I'm here."

"Meng Chen, open your eyes."

"You open your eyes...you can see me."