Stunning monster, soft and cute

Ye Youming couldn't accept Linggu's silence to him more and more.

"I don't like to get along with a wooden person."

Not knowing the sound is also wrong.

Linggu let out a breath, raised his eyes to look at Ye Youming, and said, "I don't think I blame those two people for this matter. At that time, they had already found out that the water temperature was a little hot, and they were going to get cold water. It was Master who asked them to come in Withdrew."

As he spoke, Ling Gu lowered his face and touched his lower abdomen, "So if you pursue it, Master is also at fault."

Suddenly, Linggu's jaw shuddered, Ye Youming's fingers pinched him, he raised his face, and forced Linggu to look into his eyes, his voice was bone-chilling:

"Linggu, in your eyes, you can forgive people from all six realms for their mistakes and understand them, but this seat is the only exception. No matter what this seat has done, it is unforgivable in your eyes."

Ye Youming tried his best to engrave the backlash of his soul, so that he could stay in a state of sanity.

"I killed Chu Lianhua, you blame me, hate me, stop calling my master, and run away with my flesh and blood, while he played games and killed the witch, you are indeed silent, and then nothing No statement, maybe..."

Ye Youming's red pupils grew brighter as his emotions fluctuated, "Maybe you're in love with him again, after all your feelings are so cheap."

Linggu's heart ached from Ye Youming's words, and his small body was trembling slightly.

The witch died, and he was already very uncomfortable. If he refused, he might not be angry with the game, but what could he do?

Neither the ancestor nor Lian Hua wanted him to be a person who lived in hatred.

When is it time to repay the injustice? Both of his closest relatives taught him this way...

"Why don't you talk anymore?" Ye Youming interrupted Linggu's thoughts, "You have a guilty conscience, so you have nothing to say."

Ye Youming became more and more crazy, and there were already many spectators around, pointing at the two of them.

Lingu knew Ye Youming well, and knew his ruthless and violent temperament.

He looked worriedly at the crowd of onlookers, "Stop crowding around here, go, go."

However, the spectators didn't listen to Linggu's dissuasion at all, thinking that Linggu was afraid of embarrassment, so they drove them away.

What's more, he said bad words to Linggu: "The street doesn't belong to your house, you can take care of it, we just want to watch the fun, see the dirty and embarrassing things among you broken sleeves, haha... ah..."

Suddenly there was a scream, and the man who attacked Linggu with vicious words was headshot by Ye Youming, his red and white brains splashed everywhere, and the crowd exploded in an instant, causing commotion.

"...Killed."

"...What a lunatic, run away!"

"Madman." Ye Youming smiled, but his expression was creepy.

His black-gold cloak moves without wind, and a few strands of long red hair seem to be alive, and they come out of the cloak, like blood-stained sharp claws, grabbing at people.

The soft hair fluttered, and the person he touched the next moment was decapitated and fell into a pool of blood, which was unbearable to look at.

"No." Linggu hurriedly hugged Ye Youming, trying to stop him, "Stop killing innocent people."

"They all deserve to die." Ye Youming shook Linggu away with a little force, and stared at Linggu with bright red eyes: "Don't forget, they were full of malice against you just now. Step on your foot again."

After finishing speaking, Ye Youming waved his sleeves, and a murderous red light shot towards the crowd.

After a while, a white light appeared and collided with the red light, making a "bang" sound, and someone stopped Ye Youming from killing.

The brilliance faded, and what came into view was a man in white clothes with a silver sword, hair like black jade, like a painting in the clouds, a noble and clean man from Tsinghua University.

"Lian Hua!" Ling Gu's eyes flickered with tears in his eyes, "You are not dead."

Linggu cried excitedly: "Lian Hua is fine."

With that said, he stepped up and walked towards Chu Lianhua.

Suddenly, his wrist tightened, and Ye Youming held it firmly. The force seemed to crush Linggu's slender wrist, preventing Linggu from approaching Chu Lianhua.

"You recognize me?" Chu Lianhua frowned slightly, looking at the frail young man in front of him.

But Lingu was stunned, he seemed to understand something from Chu Lianhua's words and the unfamiliar eyes towards him.

Lian Hua lost his memory!

Ling Gu opened his lips and was about to speak, when a burst of evil spirit struck, Ye Youming made a move at Chu Lianhua, with a fierce move and a killer move.

"Don't fight." Linggu was dizzy by Ye Youming, but he still tried his best to prevent the two from fighting.

The crowd on the side shouted at Chu Lianhua.

"...Kill this pair of monsters."

"...Don't let them cause harm to the world."

They saw Ye Youming's red hair, strange red eyes, and Linggu's tail accidentally exposed when Ye Youming pulled it, and they discovered it.

This time fighting with Chu Lianhua, Ye Youming found that Chu Lianhua's cultivation had suddenly improved a lot.

Especially now that his soul is backfired, when his sanity is still clear, his body is in extreme pain, it seems to be eaten by thousands of ants, and it seems to be scraped by a knife, in short, he is enduring great pain.

A bloody arrow spewed out from Ye Youming's mouth, and his body was unsteady. If this continues, the consequences will be disastrous, especially...

Ye Youming stared at Linggu.

He would not let him leave him and follow Chu Lianhua.

Ye Youming endured the pain, and after sending a big move to Chu Lianhua, he dragged Linggu away quickly.

When the two came to the outskirts, Ye Youming couldn't hold on any longer. After spitting out two mouthfuls of blood, he fell down.

"Master." Ling Gu wanted to help Ye Youming, but because his strength was too light, Ye Youming overwhelmed him.

Linggu ignored the pain, hurriedly went to see Ye Youming, and said anxiously, "Master, what's wrong with you, don't worry!"

Ye Youming tried his best not to faint. After staring at Linggu for a few breaths, he sneered, "You are expecting something to happen to me!"

His eyes were as cold as ice picks, "I really disappointed you, there is nothing wrong with this seat, you can't escape."

Linggu fell silent, neither wanting nor daring to provoke Ye Youming.

Ye Youming's harsh words came to his ears: "Are you worried about Chu Lianhua, or are you thinking about playing games?"

His words were like steel needles, piercing Linggu's heart, "Chu Lianhua is old and can take care of you in every possible way and give you a sense of security. Although Game is immature and reckless, he has the vitality of a young person. There is nothing too deep in the city, facing your innocence, but..."

Ye Youming bit every word fiercely, as if he wanted to carve his words into Linggu's flesh and blood.

"Chu Lianhua has lost his memory now. He doesn't recognize you, so he won't treat you well. As for the game, he didn't know your real identity from the beginning to the end. If he knew that you were my apprentice, he would be a woman Under the body of this seat, and pregnant with this seat's child, how do you say he will treat you..."

"Stop talking, I'll listen to you and follow you." Linggu covered his heart with his small hand, "What you said made my heart feel very uncomfortable. Don't bully me, please, okay?"

Linggu's heart ached and he was so weak that he crawled to Ye Youming's face and knelt on the sharp-edged stones.

"I know you don't like me kneeling on you, but this is the most pious way for me to beg you. I beg you to be nicer to me, be nicer, don't provoke me anymore, and I will try my best to imitate the Zhu in your eyes." Yan Shangxian, I just beg you not to bully me, I feel..."

Linggu lowered his head, tears rolling down, "I feel like I'm going to die, but if I die, you will be sad again, you don't even have a substitute, I'm even more afraid that our child will die in my womb... ...Mmmmmmmm..."

Ye Youming covered Linggu's mouth, and hugged him tightly, "I am afraid of being alone. You will be fine."

As he said that, Ye Youming crazily channeled spiritual power to Linggu.

"Linggu..." Ye Youming rested his head on Linggu's embrace, his voice trembling, and blood-red tears left at the corners of his eyes: "Don't leave me, I'm afraid of being lonely and wandering, I'm afraid that every time I open my eyes to welcome a new day... kind of hopeless..."

Lingu had never seen such a fragile Ye Youming, he was crying in his arms like a lonely and helpless child.

He is very simple and kind, thinks simple, and is easily moved.

"I won't leave you." Ling Gu hugged Ye Youming: "Master, let's start again, forget about those unpleasant things, I will listen to you in everything."

Ye Youming seemed to be comforted, and gradually fell asleep.

Chu Lian's words are not dead, it can be regarded as opening the knot in Linggu's heart, especially...

Lingu looked in the direction of the city, Lianhua forgot about him, it was good, so that Lianhua could devote himself to cultivating immortals and ascending as soon as possible, don't be dragged down by him anymore.

300 years ago, Lian Hua became immortal because of her beauty, and 300 years later, Lian Hua became immortal again because of him.

It's the Yimei Department of the Spirit Fox Clan who owes Lianhua.

"Emi-style!" Linggu murmured.

A vague memory suddenly flashed in his mind.

Linggu frowned: "Why does the ancestor seem to have told me that the Iraqi-American department withered as early as 300 years ago. If I remember correctly, who am I?"

Linggu has no parents since he was a child, and no one from the Fox clan has ever mentioned his life experience.

"Why does it feel like my life experience is a bit mysterious!"

The more he thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong with his life experience.

"Linggu, don't leave this seat."

Linggu froze for a moment, and hurriedly lowered his eyes to look at Ye Youming who was pillowed on his lap.

People are still asleep.

It was just his raving.

Ling Gu asked curiously: "Just now, should you shout 'Zhu Yan don't leave this seat'?"

Ye Youming fell asleep, unable to hear Linggu's question, let alone the raving that he yelled.

After all, Linggu is young, curiosity comes and goes quickly.

He raised his hand and carefully touched Ye Youming's cheek.

"Master, I heard them say that Master 300 years ago was a righteous and sunny young man who eliminated evil and promoted good, with a pure heart.

I really want to see the master who was 300 years ago. I hope that the master can be happy with Zhu Yanshangxian 300 years ago. Don't be like this, living in pain and turning yourself into this monster. "

Lingu sighed.

"If possible, I would rather use my life to exchange for the consummation of Master and Zhu Yanshangxian. Even if it is rough, the two of them can be together happily and consummately in the end."

I would like to exchange my life for your consummation, without complaint or regret.

Ye Youming suddenly opened his eyes, looking at Linggu for a moment.

"Spirit Valley!"