Apprentice, he, he, he is OOC again

The Mozun's bedroom was very quiet. Mo Yun sat in front of the pear flower wood Eight Immortals table and fiddled with the feather fan in his hand. He picked it up and looked closely. .

Suddenly thinking of what happened last night, Mo Yun blinked, a smile smeared on the corners of his mouth.

Ye Wuchen said he believed him.

He has always longed for Ye Wuchen's pity, always afraid that he would abandon him at any time, always so afraid, so frightened, always thinking of locking him by his side.

But Ye Wuchen has scars on his soul, and he is so docile to the world that he can be regarded as cautious, how can he use his selfish desires to destroy the ruined city in his heart.

So crazy, then depressed, struggling between tyranny and meekness, the reason is just that it is full of crazy and bloodthirsty love.

Whether it's the so-called blackening value calculated by the system or the innate demons of Moxiu, it makes him bloodthirsty and frenzied in this love. There are always a few morbid thoughts popping up, but in When he saw Ye Wuchen, he restrained himself for no reason, and turned into such a temper-like kiss.

Because he was so kind, Mo Yun couldn't bear it.

because--

Mo Yun's love for Ye Wuchen is not only about animal desire, but more about his love for this person.Seeing his eyes, he consciously became obedient, swallowing jujubes to imitate his appearance, and still regretting that no matter how much he learned, he didn't look like him. It was because of his pain, his smile, and his smile, because he melted into his flesh and blood and carved into it. The admiration and infatuation in the bone marrow.

After all, a real hooligan would not take pity on this unyielding Xiuzhu, would only break him, turn him into ashes in the tyranny, and laugh at his clean body, and in the end, he could only end up Both sides will be hurt, and jade and stone will be destroyed.

Mo Yun is not a beast of desire, he just loves this person and wants security at the same time. It was too difficult to gain a foothold around Ye Wuchen back then, so he always felt that this person would disappear in a second, so he scratched his head and tried his best I also want to tie him by my side to create a so-called sense of security.

Having been anxious, panicked and at a loss, he could only hold on to Ye Wuchen to relieve these emotions.

But now there is no need, because Ye Wuchen said that there is no need to worry about it, and he believed him.

The feather fan in front of Mo Yun was as white as snow, with a faint golden layer around it. He walked to the window to see the sky outside, knocked on the window lattice with his fingers, and walked out of the palace door quickly.

On the snowy ground, a low-end carriage was driving, the sound of the rumbling carriage was isolated from the outside. The interior of the golden nanmu carriage was covered with a jade belt pattern carpet, the seats were cushioned, and the top was sewn with white fluff, which was soft and dense.

A corner of the crepe blocking the window was blown up by the wind, pouring some cold wind into the warm compartment, and Ye Wuchen pulled down the thicker layer of curtains, tightly blocking the wind and frost outside.

He sent Lu Xiao back to the mortal world.

He glanced at Lu Xiao who was sitting next to him, a little confused, "I think the way you look at me these past two days is very strange."

Lu Xiao was wearing a soft fox fur, leaning lazily in the corner, he couldn't help looking over there, and was caught by the righteous master.

He coughed lightly and hid his hands in his sleeves, pretending to be deep.

"Elder Lu?"

Lu Xiao coughed lightly again.

The main reason is that he suddenly thought yesterday that a person like Ye Wuchen actually..., and he felt a little awkward in his heart.

The flower of Gaoling of their sect.

"It's nothing, my eyes are a little bit wrong recently." Lu Xiao hastily ignored this question, Ye Wuchen didn't ask any more, and then heard him say: "Brother Ye, we just left the devil world in a carriage... no Is someone blocking it?"

As soon as the words fell, the carriage bumped a few times, and then the sound of a weapon was heard, like a long knife piercing the void, and the horses outside neighed in shock.

Lu Xiao: "..."

He straightened up, pushed aside a corner of the crepe, and glanced at the situation outside.

The cavalry trampled and surrounded this low-end carriage, full of gambler's posture.Lu Xiao sat back in the carriage, looked at the indifferent Ye Wuchen, "Go, let's fight."

Ye Wuchen remained unmoved, and put a long sandalwood box on his lap, looked at it carefully for a while, and handed it to Lu Xiao after confirming that there was nothing serious.

"Elder Lu, please help me bring this back to Qingfeng."

After a pause, Lu Xiao took it and weighed it in his hand, "What is this?"

The sandalwood box has a complex style, covered with strange runes, and a slightly dim streamer is wrapped around it, sticking to the black painted box, it is almost invisible.

Ye Wuchen didn't answer, but listened carefully to the movement outside, thought for a while, and said: "I'll go and deal with those people, you go back to the Immortal Sword Gate as soon as possible."

However, as soon as the words fell, Mo Yun's voice came from inside the contract formation, "Master, don't worry about the outside, just sit at ease."

Ye Wuchen, who just wanted to get up, sat down again, leaning against the wall of the car, rubbing his fists over there, as if he was about to rush out of the carriage and kill those cavalry in the next second, Lu Xiao said:

"Mo Yun is here."

"Ah?" Lu Xiao took the wooden box in his hand and looked over, he might have misunderstood what he meant, "You mean, these people were sent by Mo Yun?"

"I mean just leave these people to Mo Yun."

Ye Wuchen seemed a little tired, leaned aside, and closed his eyes lazily, "For a while, I often went to and from the mortal world, and the folks spread me as a god, thus belittling the demon world. But Mo Yun, there is no other way."

"However, Mo Yun's grandfather, the Demon Venerable who abdicated before, has a demon soldier under him. Although he is sick and lying in front of the bed, he should have heard some rumors from the outside world. He may not dare to touch me because of Mo Yun's face, so Just wanted to kill you."

Lu Xiao remained silent, and then said bluntly: "No, brother Ye, I heard that as soon as the Demon Lord in the Demon Realm takes over, he will go and kill the Demon Lord who abdicated in front of him."

Ye Wuchen continued: "The old devil is actually not close to Mo Yun. Although it is said that he tried his best to bring Mo Yun back from the mortal world to inherit the position in order to make up for Mo Yun's father, but in fact, the old devil is not only Mo Yun is such a grandson."

"What the hell?"

The sound of beatings and killings outside was already far away, Lu Xiao was confused when he heard his analysis, and the whole monk of two feet couldn't figure it out.

"This... means..."

"More than ten years ago, Mo Yun's father caused such a big disturbance in the demon world, slaughtered most of the old demon's harem, and even mutilated his beloved youngest son. Yun is here."

Ye Wuchen opened his eyes and looked out the window, then turned his head slightly to look behind him, his expression was slightly stunned when he saw a certain place, his thick black eyes reflected the unobtrusive but extremely glaring whiteness between the sky and the earth, he paused , and hid in the carriage again, continuing to close his eyes and meditate.

Lu Xiao was still thinking about what he said before, "So, what do you mean?"

"It means that the old Demon Venerable actually has another candidate for the Demon Venerable, but that candidate is either weak or young, so pushing Mo Yun to the position now is just to let him hold this position for the time being—"

"After the old demon's other demon candidate is strong, he will force Mo Yun to abdicate, so that there will be no chaos caused by the lack of strength of the new demon. In his eyes, Mo Yun is someone else's." Stepping stone."

Ye Wuchen pinched his earlobe, "But the old Demon Lord probably didn't expect that Mo Yun not only won the approval of the three generals of the Demon Realm, but also turned the Demon Lord into a wimp in the mouth of the Mortal Realm, and lost the face of the Demon Realm. I guess Now I'm getting angry from embarrassment, and I want to kill you to demonstrate to the mortal world."

Shijin told him these things, because the old demon's residence was a little close to Mo Song's tomb, and she found out the secret after crying tiredly in front of Mo Song's tombstone.

Hearing the meaning of Shijin, Mo Yun himself seems to know this too.

Lu Xiao was completely dizzy, and then asked: "What's so good about the position of Demon Lord, such a big conspiracy?"

"The demon king is a symbol of the power of the demon world. Generally, no one dares to challenge his authority, and his power is quite powerful."

Ye Wuchen said that his mouth was dry, and he saw the brewed tea over there in the carriage, and took it up to drink, "The old devil probably wanted to manipulate Mo Yun, like a puppet emperor, but he didn't Thinking of it, Mo Yun is so powerful that he can't control it at all. Oh, he seems to realize this, and his illness has become more serious."

"As for why Mo Yun didn't kill him, there should be other considerations."

"What? No, why do I feel that the Demon Realm is quite chaotic now, or Brother Ye, you'd better go back to Xianjianmen with me, it's so fucking messy!"

Lu Xiao's head hurt when he heard it, and the sandalwood box he was holding fell to the ground. Fortunately, there was a soft carpet in the carriage, so the box was not damaged.

Ye Wuchen picked up the box first, patted the dust on it, and handed it to him again, "Elder Lu, please take it better."

Although his tone was calm, but his smile was gloomy, Lu Xiao twitched the corners of his mouth, no longer entangled in the devil world, and weighed the sandalwood box in his hand, "What is it that makes you so precious?"

Ye Wuchen closed his eyes and leaned aside, not answering his words.

Reflecting on the picture just seen in his mind, he noticed that Mo Yun has been wearing white robes more and more recently, but his clothes are always complicated in style, every pattern is so delicate, and the silver thread on the edge is so delicate. Meticulous.

Why is this kid dressed up like a fairy, wanting to ascend?

He leaned against the wall of the car, closed his eyes, and didn't bother to care about the outside world, his demeanor was loose.

Lu Xiao has been tinkering with the sandalwood box in his hand, looking left and right, but he didn't find a crack in the box, it seems to be a piece of wood?

He shook the box, but he didn't hear any movement from inside, then he quietly looked at Ye Wuchen, who was sleeping with his eyes closed, and poked his shoulder with his finger, "Brother Ye, what's going on here? "

There was no movement, Lu Xiao pouted, and fiddled with the sandalwood box by himself, carefully put a trace of spiritual consciousness in to check it, then looked dull, and looked at Ye Wuchen next to him in astonishment.

"Brother Ye, I found that you are very strict in defense every day, even I can't find out."

He fiddled with the wooden box on his own, but no matter how he looked at it, he couldn't see any tricks. He could only lean against the corner as if discouraged, and then said lightly: "Brother Ye, Immortal Sword Gate is waiting for you to come back."

Ye Wuchen seemed to smile, and hummed lightly.

"I think you've been quite mysterious recently." Lu Xiao murmured, "There's no reason to do something, let's say this wooden box, let me take it back to Qingfeng, and don't tell me what it is Yes, are you afraid that I will lose it?"

The carriage bumped a bit, Ye Wuchen opened his eyes, and swept over obliquely, "Will Elder Lu lose it?"

"How dare you!" Lu Xiao immediately put away the wooden box, coughed lightly, and swore, "I will never lose it!"

"Thank you."

"Hey, is this unfamiliar?"

"Etiquette still has to come."

"Tsk, brother Ye, I remember you would curse when you were young."

"Fool?"

"...This is too much."

When the carriage arrived in Mortal Realm, Ye Wuchen got out of the carriage and was chilled by the wind outside. He squinted his eyes, opened the barrier to protect against the cold, and walked towards the Demon Realm alone.

Lu Xiao called him from behind, "Brother Ye! Where can I put this box in Qingfeng for you?"

"Put it on the wicker chair."

Walking slowly near the Yinyang River, the fox fur with fluff sewn around the neck is draped over the shoulders, and a simple robe is worn inside, and the silk shoes left traces on the snow, a very long string.

There was a thin layer of ice on the surface of the river, but the sound of the cold water flowing underneath could still be heard. After walking a certain distance, Ye Wuchen stopped, and the sound was as usual.

"Start now, report the value to me."

After the system responded, he continued to walk, dressed in white, as if he wanted to merge with the heaven and the earth.

[The host's love for the protagonist has dropped to 60.00% nine, and it is continuing to decline, and the guilt value for the protagonist is [-]%, which remains unchanged]

[Temporarily keeping the protagonist's strategy secret]

[Host memory recovery rate is 80.00% five, no fluctuations yet]

The winter in the Demon Realm is very cold, not to mention that during the mid-nine winters, Ye Wuchen's fingertips hanging by his side are still ice-cold and his nails are red even though there is a protective barrier outside.

The dark sky covered it, as if it was right above the head, making people breathless. The leaden gray sky was always so oppressive that people didn't even have the mood to look at it.

There was no snow, just a biting cold wind blowing through the woods beside the river, like ghosts crying and wolves howling.

[The host's heartbeat value for the protagonist has dropped to 30.00% [-], and continues to decline]

A lonely figure suddenly came into view, the man's clothes were plain and simple, but the style was extremely exquisite, with a jade belt hanging around his waist, and silver elbow pads with carved patterns.

Ye Wuchen stomped his feet, then restrained his thoughts, and walked towards that person calmly and peacefully with the same pace as usual.

His expression was like meeting him for the first time, and he always smiled unconsciously.

[The host's heart rate for the protagonist has dropped to [-]%, and it continues to decline]

[The recovery rate of the host's memory has not fluctuated yet]

"Master, is it cold?" The pure white feather fan just made in Mo Yun's hand raised his chin, and the white feathers on it scratched Ye Wuchen's throat.

Without answering his question, Ye Wuchen just took a step forward, and the distance between the two of them got closer. Then, they looked at each other so seriously for the first time, smiled, and gave him a promise at the last moment.

"I've always, really liked you."

[The host's heartbeat for the protagonist has dropped to zero, and there is no fluctuation anymore]

[The recovery rate of the host's memory has not fluctuated yet]

[After system testing, the host lost emotion due to known reasons]

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