Dressed as a villain Demon King Raiders hero

After Shen Lingyu was forced to return to the Shen family, he once thought that he would be destroyed together with the Shen family.

However, in just a few days, a variable appeared, and his established destiny seemed to have changed.

Mo Cangsheng carried Shen Lingyu across the black carved gate, without asking Shen Lingyu's opinion, and went straight to the side hall.

In the dark, he can see and perceive everything clearly, and he can walk without any obstacles. Even with a person in his arms, his steps are very steady.

When they arrived at the side hall, Mo Cangsheng put Shen Lingyu on the bed.

Mo Cangsheng slept on this bed before, the mattress was very soft, the quilt was also very soft, and there was a refreshing fragrance that seemed to envelop the cold and snow.

Then he reached out and touched Shen Lingyu's neckline, and helped him unbutton his clothes.

"Let me check your wound." He said gently, when his voice was normal, it lost a lot of sweetness and was a little low instead.

Shen Lingyu was taken aback, but her green eyes just turned around, and she couldn't make any struggle movements. Now he can only completely let Mo Cangsheng dictate.

Strangely, he didn't feel the feeling of being controlled by others, even his body and mind were very relaxed, a little sleepy, and the lost power seemed to be slowly recovering, but the progress was very slow.

Mo Cangsheng just checked the wound on Shen Lingyu's collarbone, and found that a thin layer of fascia had grown, and it was not as bloody as he imagined.

He continued to untie his clothes, and saw the black ribbon wrapped around Shen Lingyu's wrist.

This is what he helped Shen Lingyu get up there before.

He lowered his head and sniffed it closely. His moist and hot breath blew on Shen Lingyu's exposed fair skin, making Shen Lingyu tremble slightly and unnaturally.

Mo Cangsheng was relieved, there was no rotten smell, but a rust-like smell. Although he didn't know what the black satin was, he was sure that this satin was a magic weapon that could heal Shen Lingyu's wound and prevent the wound from spreading and rotting. .

But in this quiet and unambiguous time, Mo Cangsheng had a new question, what happened to the injury on Shen Lingyu's wrist?When was he injured?

Shen Lingyu was always wrapped tightly, and Mo Cangsheng realized that Shen Lingyu's body was whiter than his, and the blue blood vessels were also obvious.

He didn't have any other emotions, he was just carefully inspecting the large and small wounds on Shen Lingyu's body.

After careful inspection, it was discovered that there were many small scars on Shen Lingyu's body that had not completely disappeared. His master was a person who did not cherish his body.

Shen Lingyu's scalp was numb from being touched by Mo Cangsheng, but Mo Cangsheng's aura and attitude at the moment were too upright and natural, without that provocative feeling.

But his fingers and eyes scoured him carefully.

His face was still flushed, and his very light lip color was a little more colorful, making his skin whiter. When he pressed it, there was a red mark, which would take a long time to disappear.

Mo Cangsheng moved his gaze upwards, somehow feeling that Shen Lingyu was like Snow White who ate a poisoned apple.

He has to take a sip, this is called fighting poison with poison, the happiest thing~

However, he just lowered his head and pressed lightly on Shen Lingyu's lips, without making any further movements.

Shen Lingyu felt that Mo Cangsheng was getting more and more wanton, but she didn't make a sound to stop him.

After an unknown amount of time, Mo Cangsheng finally stopped his observation of Shen Lingyu.

He didn't need to be taught, he took out a box of wound medicine from the void, which was also found in the Naxu ring that Shen Lingyu gave him.

He couldn't help sighing again, the various items Shen Lingyu had prepared for him were really complete, and his thoughts couldn't help but drift away. It would be fun if he and Shen Lingyu could travel to the end-of-the-world survival game.

"Can it be painted?" Mo Cangsheng still asked.

Shen Lingyu just looked at him and blinked, indicating that it could be used. I don't know if he didn't really want to talk to Mo Cangsheng, or he was speechless.

Hmm... The quality of the cultivation resources and healing medicines he gave Mo Cangsheng must be too good.The other party didn't seem to be ready to return it to him.

He is really a good teacher who is willing to help others and give selflessly.

"Why don't you scrub it first." Mo Cangsheng said to himself, and didn't expect Shen Lingyu's response.

Unexpected.

"En." Shen Lingyu agreed awkwardly.

Mo Cangsheng smiled slightly as if surprised.

He took out a small basin of spiritual spring from Shan Ruliu, soaked it with a handkerchief, wrung it dry, carefully avoided the wound, and began to scrub the blood on Shen Lingyu's body.

"Master, will it hurt?" He still couldn't help asking.

Shen Lingyu shook her head slightly, but did not make another sound.

This pain is nothing.

What he cares about is that Mo Cangsheng seems to have asked him this question many times.

pain?Of course it hurts a lot, even countless times he wanted to die from the pain, but the more he hurt, the more he became sober, always thinking about how to get rid of the control, how to slaughter the Shen family.

Allowing Mo Cangsheng to deal with his wound, his tense nerves relaxed a lot.

Obviously he is not interested in what has happened, but at this moment, he keeps thinking about all the things that happened in the short period of time after meeting Mo Cangsheng, which makes him feel a little unbelievable, like a fantasy dream.

He was still thinking about how to deal with Mo Cangsheng the day before, probably to imprison Mo Cangsheng in a dark place, making him a fish in a pond, a bird in a cage, and he can't escape anyway.

But today he wants to set Mo Cangsheng free.

He hates this capricious self with superfluous kindness, which makes him appear weak.

The slight tingling pain at the collarbone brought him back to his senses, and his skin felt warm and soft to the touch.

Mo Cangsheng's action of applying medicine to Shen Lingyu paused for a moment. He felt the other person's trembling, which should be a little pain. He couldn't help slowing down his movement, allowing the bitter ointment to slowly spread and penetrate into the wound .

Looking down at Shen Lingyu, he felt that his master was really obedient and docile, just lying on the bed defenselessly, allowing him to move.

He didn't cry out for pain, and didn't reject him coldly.

"Master, I'm afraid, I want to sleep with you." Mo Cangsheng leaned into Shen Lingyu's ear and said, his master was probably already asleep, breathing very steadily, and did not reply him.

After handling everything by himself, he took off his outer shirt, turned over and lay beside Shen Lingyu, pulled the quilt over, reached out to search, and pressed Shen Lingyu's cold hands.

His hands were very dry, but slowly, the palms became a little hot and humid.

This night, there should be no other cultivators from the Shen family coming here again.

The outside is full of corpses and debris, but inside the house, the two are sleeping in each other's arms.

In the darkness, in the intertwined breath, this intimacy becomes more soul-stirring and more ambiguous.

After Mo Cangsheng became sensible, he never slept with anyone else beside his pillow.

In the middle of the night——

It seemed to be raining again, and all the blood was probably washed into the soil without a trace, and the smell of blood disappeared.

Half asleep and half awake, Mo Cangsheng once again saw the boy who was pierced by countless silver chains. The sea of ​​blood under him seemed to be boiling, and was about to swallow him up.

Mo Cangsheng cautiously approached the young man, only to feel that the steaming heat was spreading continuously on his body, his breathing became more and more rapid, and he wanted to reach out to touch him, but he couldn't touch him no matter what, and it was futile to get closer.

The young man's green eyes were neither sad nor happy, just looking at him like this, like a flower in a moon mirror in water.

Suddenly, Mo Cangsheng opened his eyes, the sky was still dark, and the room was extremely quiet. He continued to observe Shen Lingyu sideways, his black eyes seemed to be stained with blood, it was the kind of translucent red that eventually turned into two Wang Chunshui, he wrapped Shen Lingyu even tighter with his hands and feet.

Shen Lingyu seemed to have been seriously injured and consumed too much, and she lost consciousness at all, but her breathing was still very steady. If you rest more, you should recover faster.

At this time, an annoying little bug flew around, and its two protruding eyes glowed faintly, like a small glass crystal cup floating in the air.

"Master Mozun...Master Mozun."

The voice was fearful and flattering.

It came from Mo Cangsheng's brain, similar to the sound transmission of spiritual consciousness.

Is it finally here?

He reluctantly let go of Shen Lingyu in his arms. In order not to disturb his beloved master, he moved very lightly and sat up quietly. He rolled out of the quilt and onto the bed He groped around to find the coat and put it on.

"Go out and talk." He looked at a certain place, and his tone was also light, but his voice was soft.

In the corridor outside, Mo Cangsheng saw a voluptuous woman in black...

He had just met it not long ago, the woman who was suspected to be Shen Lingyu's harem at Shen Jianxing's birthday party.

It turned out to be the Demon Cultivator of Wan Mie Tian Mo Sect.

【——It took a long time before this foreign soul's cultivation had almost recovered before he came into contact with the Palace Master of the Demon Sect. He will be seen through right now! 】

Tiandao is inexplicably excited, he actually really wants to wake up Shen Lingyu now, and let the male lead hurry up to catch the adulterer (crossed out), to see through the villain's identity as the Demon Lord.

This is simply ironclad evidence. In the middle of the night, he got up from the male lead's bed like a chicken and a dog, and the male lead and the sexy female devil's private order were separated by a wall.

It's a pity, he can only think about it, the male lead is unconscious now, and he doesn't know when he will wake up, and he doesn't have any power of heaven now, so he can't lead the male lead to catch the adulterer (cross out) .

Ah, it's really a pity, Pancake shed tears.

"Master Mozun." Fang Ying bowed and shouted. She has a very good figure and is really sexy, but it is a very healthy sexy. If it is placed in modern times, it will take 30 years of hard work to train the figure, isn't it? What a normal person can have is a paper figure, which is very beautiful.

She was afraid of Mo Cangsheng from the bottom of her heart. Even if she saw the other side of Mo Cangsheng's extreme tenderness, vulnerability and pitifulness towards Shen Lingyu, she would not feel that Mo Cangsheng's attitude towards her would be a little better because of this. , she was even afraid that Mo Cangsheng would kill someone to silence him.

Mo Cangsheng didn't say a word, his eyes were cold, extremely inscrutable and forceful, just like the Demon Lord of Refining Heaven.

No matter how much you say, how wrong you are, in fact, he is responding to all changes with the same.

Fang Ying couldn't help shivering a little. What the masters of the four halls fear most is the appearance of Liantian Mozun. People can't guess what he is thinking, and they dare not try to guess his mind.

"Subordinates come down to deliver the task."

While speaking, she took out a crystal ball from the void, which was confessed by Liantian Mozun before the retreat. She thought that she would return to the Demon Sect, and she would return it only after the Mozun left the seclusion. I met Lord Mozun here, and Lord Mozun did not practice in closed doors at all...