Xianmen boss is actually my ex-boyfriend

The guests in the main hall dispersed completely, and the birds also left without a trace.

In the center of the dark and silent hall, a figure suddenly appeared.

He was dressed in white, with his back facing the shining gate, and his long black hair fell down, almost covering the mighty and majestic long sword at his waist.

The figure raised his head, vaguely, as if he was inspecting the tablets on the walls of the hall.

The tablets on the wall trembled under his gaze, almost shattering.

Finally, a force enveloped them, stabilizing them.

The figure said: "So you are here."

The door of the main hall opened, and the moonlight fell into a room. The figure stepped forward, and the next moment, he appeared outside the main hall, calmly looking down at the land that was still ruled by the aristocratic family.

In the young master's courtyard where the lights were half out, even the windmill was yawning and going to sleep in his bedroom.

Only the young master's bedroom, which has just completed the contract, still has a few oil lamps on.

Cheng Yunzhi left the other party's sea of ​​consciousness, his whole body was detached, his spiritual power was exhausted, his mind was muddled, he didn't know how much his life was, and which side he came from.

He murmured: "Xianjun...Senior brother...Changjin..."

I can only remember this insignificant and thin noun, and I can't think of anything else.

When he leaned back and his fingers were about to leave, the person opposite made a gentle movement, picked him up, and leaned against his arms.

Daoxiu in his arms is soft, but consumes too much spiritual power, making even the brightest flowers look a little withered.

The young master touched Xiao Cheng's long hair, and said in a warm voice: "I thank you on behalf of Xian Jun. However, even if you have a friendship with me, it is only to supplement my strength. I can't leave the inner demon realm, and neither can you."

The person in the arms moved.

Cheng Yunzhi's voice was hoarse: "I can't leave?"

After becoming a Taoist companion, the inner demon realm has his aura, and he can come and go freely from then on.

He lightly moved his sore fingers, opening a hole in this demonic realm.If he still has three points of strength, he can leave by himself.

The demon shook his head and said with a smile: "If I want to, I can pull you in at any time. What's the difference between this and living in it all the time?"

"Why don't you put on this wedding dress and live a good life with me."

He persuaded softly, his eyes were dark, unable to see through the light, only the reflection of Cheng Yuzhi could be seen, "I am the heart demon of the fairy king, if you round it up, you can also be regarded as the Taoist companion of the fairy king, what's wrong with that Is it?"

Cheng Yunzhi: "Is this how rounding is done? What did the Xianjun himself say?!"

However, Cheng Yun's realm couldn't resist him, so he was forcibly wrapped in a wedding dress.

He rolled his eyes and said, "It's really my bad luck to fall in and meet you."

But the heart demon said: "I am lucky in my three lives."

As soon as he let go, the exhausted Daoxiu would fall backwards, hit the soft bed with a plop, panting heavily.

The bright red wedding dress set him off extremely white, even if it was loosely wrapped outside, it still had a different flavor.

The demon put his hand on his waist and did not make any other movements.

Cheng Yuzhi said helplessly: "It's okay, you can do anything else, just don't tickle me."

The young master wondered: "Aren't you afraid of what I might do to you?"

Cheng Yunzhi said lazily, "If you want to do it, do it sooner."

He can't resist the feeling of confusion after losing too many emotions and desires. Fortunately, he has "roots", and he just needs to wait for time to grow back slowly.

Those parts that were filled for Xianjun are considered to be eaten by dogs.

Cheng Yu stretched out his hand, pulled the quilt, and covered his face, roughly meaning "I don't want to see you".

"You're not afraid of me now, and you don't like me, are you?" The demon said slowly, "Why do you resist so much? I'm also a part of Xianjun, the dark and contradictory side separated from him, you As Xianjun's boyfriend..."

hula.

Cheng Yunzhi threw off the quilt abruptly and sat up.

He repeated it dully, and said: "As Xianjun's boyfriend..."

"what?"

He reacted and said in shock: "Why am I Xianjun's boyfriend, what did I do to me?!"

The inner demon stretched out his hand to press him, put his shoulders on him, and wanted to press Daoxiu on the bed.

His opaque shadow fell: "You like his good-looking skin, and I have exactly the same one."

The young master noticed something was wrong, so he raised his head sharply, and finally his gaze fell in a certain direction, locking on the Zongmen hall not far away.

"Your boyfriend is here to save you,"

He said meekly, "Can you stay, I will never do his kind of crap like locking people in the house..."

Cheng Yuzhi remained expressionless: "I don't have a boyfriend."

"It will be there soon." The demon lowered his eyes and smiled.

Cheng Yunzhi: "..."

A bit of sword light was like frost, floating down lightly, pulling out an erratic white light in Cheng Yuzhi's field of vision.

If it wasn't for the sudden disappearance of the figure of the heart demon, he might have been cut in half by that sword light.

Cheng Yunzhi's vision flickered, and in the blink of an eye, he was three feet away from the bed, and there was a person standing in front of him, covering his tracks sideways.

The man had broad shoulders and narrow waist, and a long sword in his hand, half out of its sheath.

The sword's edge is like a whitebait, which is particularly dazzling in the room illuminated by the dim butter light.

The young master who was still on the edge of the bed slowly got up, and the sleeve robe swept across the bed, pulling up the curtain and shaking it.

He turned around and said with a smile, "You can't kill me."

The person standing in front of Cheng Yun paused for a moment, his voice was soft and hoarse: "You have formed a bond with him."

The inner demon suddenly realized: "So you know," he showed a look that was completely incompatible with Xianjun, almost a presumptuous smile, which was very obvious on his lips.

"What we have to do between Taoist couples," he bit two of the words, "what do you want me to do?"

The figure didn't speak, turned around and caught the swaying Cheng Yuzhi, then bent down, embraced the limp Daoxiu into his arms, and restrainedly exhaled frost-like cold air.

He realized that Cheng Yuzhi had given him too much supplies, and he had drained himself dry.

If you don't bring it out of the world as soon as possible and treat it well, I'm afraid the root cause of the disease will fall, and the lost root will not be repaired. At that time, Daoxiu may become a ruthless devil.

The figure sighed softly, his spiritual power overflowed, and his coat began to freeze.

Even his eyebrows and eyelashes were covered with dots of snow particles, making him look like a snow sculpture and ice chisel.

It is the body of Gu Yan, Jie A Xianjun.

"It's none of your business," he said.

The heart demon stared at Cheng Yuzhi in his arms, his brows and eyes relaxed, and said: "If you can't kill me, then the Taoist couple contract will always exist on me and him."

"Xianjun, can you bear it?"

Gu Yan caressed Daoxiu's brows and eyes in his arms, and suddenly, another possibility came up.

"If I refine you, wouldn't the Dao Companionship transfer the initiative to me?" He said to himself.

The demon frowned and said, "Are you crazy? Refining the demon is basically a half-fallen demon. From then on, your temperament will evolve in the direction of the demon, and you will no longer be the original you."

Gu Yan said indifferently: "So I don't have anything good about that."

The strong wind blew from outside the house, and it was so fierce that it swept the world into a style of its own.

The house trembled, and the eaves and tiles were broken.

The flying dust rose up, rolling all the gravel on the ground into the air, forming a violent tornado, directly connecting the sky and the earth!

No one went out to check the situation, nor did they discuss this earth-shaking event.

Just because the heart demon can only support the world in front of him, and gave up the surrounding territory of the heart demon.

Therefore, when the four walls of the bedroom were smashed by a sword, only a void could be seen.

Only the bed that Xiao Cheng loved to sleep on was still in place.

Gu Yan walked over, put Cheng Yuzhi on it, pulled off the intact quilt, and covered him, his Daoxiu curled up into a ball, the side effect came up, he was sweating profusely, it was quite painful to watch.

Xianjun hung his hand over his celestial spirit cap, stroked it lightly, and Cheng Yuzhi's brows and eyes relaxed.

He fell asleep peacefully, and the demon standing not far away did not disturb him.

"He needs treatment and we're in a hurry."

Gu Yan pulled out the long sword, and the divine sword finally saw the light of day, and it hummed powerfully.

The heart demon sneered, and in his hand, an identical divine sword also condensed and crossed in front of him.

The inner demon realm was crumbling under the violent storm, but Daoxiu on the small bed was safe and sound.

Not far in front of him, two identical figures were biting together, and the sword shadow could not see the movement clearly.

In the end, the main body was superior, and the tip of the sword pressed the heart of the demon.

At this moment, the heart demon half-kneeled on the ground, the blood from his heart dripped down the Jie'a sword, showing a pained expression.

And the main body was not much better, a bloodstain on the side of the cheek was split, and blood and tears were also dripping down.

This is one body, so I naturally know what tricks I will use.

The inner demon smiled miserably: "You can't kill me, I have a contract with him, I still have a contract with him—"

Therefore, Xianjun mercilessly threw the Jie'a sword away, allowing it to hit the ground heavily.

He stretched out his hand, twisted the head of the heart demon, and the majestic spiritual power gushed out, suppressing the heart demon forever under the sea of ​​consciousness!

So far, he has only one way to refine the inner demon, and he can no longer kill it.

Everything returned to calm, only the Inner Demon Realm was struggling to support it with the remaining magic power.

Gu Yan turned her head, her expression slightly dazed.

He sat beside Daoxiu's bed, as usual, looking at him quietly as if looking at someone in a mirror.

After a while, Gu Yan spoke.

"After today, maybe it will take 100 years, 200 years, or 300 years? I don't know."

"But at the very least, I have no way to find you these days. It takes time to refine the heart demon. I will retreat to Changshu Peak until the heart demon lake dissolves most of him."

"Before then, if I fail in refining and become a demon, I will definitely not let those who hate demon cultivation see it. I will find a place to seal it myself, just for you to have enough life energy, and let my Zhi Zhi want to do something , just do what.”

He talked to himself, bent down, and pressed his cold forehead to Daoxiu's warm shoulder and neck skin.

Pretty Daoxiu moved, but remained silent again.

"You don't want me to be your master, do you?"

Gu Yan asked, this handful of snow could melt, "Be like him, be your Taoist companion, okay... No, you can't be like him. It's a new start, invite you again, and be my Taoist companion."

The inner demon state collapsed, Gu Yan stood up calmly, picked up Cheng Yunzhi, and threw it outside.

He raised his head and said, "After 200 years, wait for me to come to you."