After wearing the book, I fed the beautiful and miserable male protagonist

Someone here? !

Lin Zang's expression changed, and he immediately withdrew his hand, but that hand was suddenly tightened, leaving him no room to struggle.

The other party's hand conveyed a cold temperature, and the slender fingertips slid across the side of his hand, extremely slowly, like a boneless black snake.

Lin Zang wanted to shout for someone to struggle, but at this moment something went wrong with his unbelievable body, his lungs were itchy, and he coughed violently.

In an instant he was coughing up sweat.

The person holding his hand loosened it, and then tightened it again.

"Uncomfortable?" A hoarse voice passed through the eardrums.

Lin Zang regained his strength and said anxiously, "Who are you? Let go of me!"

The other party did not speak.

There was a long silence in the air, Lin Zang silently pulled his hand vigorously, but the person in front of him did not let him go no matter what.

The other party held his palm tightly, obviously being rude, but the weird thing is that Lin Zang didn't feel the other party's overstepping, nor did he feel any pain, as if he was...

Careful probing?

how is this possible.

Frowning, he shook off untimely thoughts and said coldly, "What exactly do you want to do?"

But when Lin Zang finished speaking, the sound of clothes rubbing against each other rang in his ears.

With a flash in front of his eyes, he felt that his body was a little heavier, and he looked blankly, but it was a very thick cloak.

Warmth rushed to the limbs and bones in an instant, blinking his eyes, Lin Zang suddenly didn't know how to react.

What does it mean?

The people in front of me moved,

He led Lin Zang and walked forward steadily.

Unable to struggle, Lin Zang simply gave up struggling when he saw that the other party had no malicious intentions, and just followed behind him quietly.

The road was extremely quiet, and it was clearly a ghostly way to scare people, but nothing scary came out at all.

Is it because I don't have it... or because of the person in front of me?

"System, can you detect this person's condition?" he asked in his heart.

The system replied: [Sorry host, I don't have any extra energy to activate the detection function. 】

Can't start yet.

Lin Zangxin sighed, his eyes lowered, looking at the hem of the clothes of the person walking in front who was swaying faintly in the darkness.

A faint fragrance of plum blossoms came along with the movement. Lin Zang's nose moved slightly, and he smelled it with his side eyes. It came from the shawl on his body.

Because the magic elixir was taken away, his original white hair and the magic power in his body disappeared after being reshaped, and so did Mei Xiang, who had been surrounding him all the time.

He hasn't smelled this scent for a long time.

Lin Zang's brows were slightly loose, and a bit of nostalgia could not help but show in his eyes.

And just when Lin Zang's mind was floating, the person walking in front suddenly stopped. Lin Zang came back to his senses and stopped immediately, so that he didn't bump into anyone, and looked around.

It was still dark everywhere, and it was obvious that it hadn't come to an end.

Why did it stop?

Holding his hand and rubbing it lightly, Lin Zang's hairs suddenly rose, and he immediately withdrew his hand, but this time he broke free easily for some reason.

"You..." He was stunned.

The other party raised his cold hand and touched Lin Zang's cheek.

His demeanor was gentle and he had no intention of attacking, but Lin Zang was on guard, so he hid back and frowned.

The hand that rested on the side of Lin Zang's cheek paused, and for a moment, it suddenly turned to the center of his brow.

A coldness appeared between the brows, and it was fleeting.

In the next second, as the coldness disappeared, the person in front of him disappeared from the original place, together with the cloak he was wearing.

Lin Zang: "..."

He touched the center of his brow and found that there was nothing unusual, and his eyes were suddenly a little confused.

Could it be that just now... is something from the ghost realm?

Just when he was full of doubts, Zheng Xingwen's voice sounded from not far away, Lin Zang recovered his senses and opened his mouth to respond, and the sound of Zheng Xingwen's hasty footsteps came from behind.

He groped in the dark, walked up to Lin Zang, and was about to pull him out immediately.

But before he touched anyone, a red glow suddenly flashed across Lin Zang's forehead, and a dense tingling pain spread all over his body. Zheng Xingwen suddenly let out a cry of pain, his face terrified.

His voice was a little unsteady: "Brother Lin, there are strange things in this ghost way! Maybe there are really evil things in this ghost way!"

"We'd better get out of here soon..."

**

Demon Realm, Demon Castle.

Uncertain sunlight wraps the dreary world here.

The servants coming and going hurriedly walked, not daring to overstep in the slightest, and the bedroom was even more deadly silent, covered with fallen leaves, but no one dared to disturb it.

Outside, Ni Xinghua looked at the door and window in the bedroom that had been closed since his master left, and threw the stone he was playing with on the ground in extreme irritability.

"It's been so long, when will he come out." He said.

The stone rolled and landed at the feet of the man in plain white boots.

The visitor leaned down, picked up the stone, and looked at Ni Xinghua indifferently, "I don't practice martial arts all day long, or I follow Shen Wuyou to find troubles in Deyimen. Not to mention my lord, have you come out yet?"

The person who spoke was Mei Yi.

Compared with before, his appearance has become more mature, he has successfully studied medicine, and there is a sense of stability in every gesture.

Ni Xinghua turned his head to see him, was silent for a while, and then said sullenly: "The master left in a hurry, and only left one sentence to go to retreat."

"Later, when Xiaobai came back, I saw his expression, the master seemed to be..." Ni Xinghua didn't finish the rest of the sentence.

He turned his eyes to look elsewhere, and said in a cold voice, "Master hates Deyimen the most."

"And in recent years, Deyimen has intensified, constantly pouring dirty water on the devil world. If I don't attack them, who will I attack?"

Mei Yi was a little silent.

Three years ago, the master left too suddenly. In the past three years, Master Mei has disappeared, and the magic castle has never been as happy as it used to be. Xiaobai is spreading his spiritual sense all the time. It seems that in this way, he can find the master who left .

But how is it possible.

Back then, they all saw the appearance of their master, as if he had lost all vitality, and his magic power was chaotic... It was a disease of dying.

Everyone knew that the master left because of a sudden burst of magic power in his body.

At this time, the closed door suddenly opened.

Mei Yi looked at it immediately.

In the dark room, a figure stepped out.

His clothes are thin, his once warm brows and eyes are no longer warm, and his amber eyes are like a dry well that cannot be seen deep, without any emotion.

As if he hadn't seen sunlight for a long time, Chang Qiuli's face looked a little pale, and he slowly raised his head, looking at the sky aimlessly.

Mei Yi's Adam's apple rolled, and immediately walked forward, knelt down on one knee, "My lord."

Ni Xinghua also came over and knelt on the ground silently.

When the master left, Xiaobai was asked to act as the demon master temporarily. If he never returned, Xiaobai would naturally inherit the position.

In the past three years, the demon world heard that the master's departure was turbulent, and it was Xiaobai who stabilized it by his own strength, so they naturally surrendered in their hearts.

The little dog that used to like to act like a baby and miss its owner is gone.

Chang Qiuli looked at the sky, Mei Yi and the others did not dare to disturb, but in a trance, a voice suddenly sounded hoarse:

"There are no stars here."

Mei Yi was stunned, and noticed that when she looked up, the person who was in front of them just now had disappeared.

Ni Xinghua also noticed it. Looking at the bedroom with the door open, he said in a dazed voice: "Didn't Xiaobai say that there was the master's aura here before, and he didn't let the master's aura escape..."

After he finished speaking, Mei's expression changed when she thought of something.

Is it? !

***

Lin Zang and Zheng Xingwen returned to the restaurant after they came out of the ghost realm.

Along the way, Zheng Xingwen's complexion was not very good. His face was pale and pale, as if he had experienced something extremely terrifying in the illusion, and his whole state was not quite right.

Lin Zang watched him back to his room with worried eyes, shook his head helplessly, and went back to his room to rest.

Time passed quickly, and the night was getting darker.

The moonlight spilled into the room, and the chest of the sleeping person rose and fell on the bed, breathing steadily.

Where no one was paying attention, a silver light flashed outside, and in the next second, a figure appeared in the room.

He approached slowly, until he got to Lin Zang's side and saw his brows and eyes clearly, his expression finally changed.

Chang Qiuli smiled softly as if some light had been ignited in the dead silence in his eyes.

He sat next to Lin Zang, and reached out to touch the eyebrows, cheeks, and lips of the person in front of him.

The warm feeling passed through his fingertips, his lips trembled, he lowered his head, approached suddenly, and hugged the sleeping person tightly into his arms.

Faintly aware of something, the sleeping person frowned slightly, struggling unconsciously.

Chang Qiuli's fingers brushed his forehead, and the person who was about to wake up continued to fall into a deep sleep.

"Will it scare you?" Chang Qiuli's voice was very low, and he smiled, "Master is very obedient, obediently came back to look for me."

His chest rose and fell, his amber eyes were flickering, he sniffed the breath of the person in his arms lightly, lost and found again, confused.

The smell has changed.

……but he.

Chang Qiuli rubbed against Lin Zang's cheek, his tail appeared to firmly wrap around his waist, his lips fell on Lin Zang's brow, and he murmured, "I miss you so much."

"I've been looking for you for a long time...I knew you would never disappear, and you wouldn't want me."

"where did you go?"

His voice seemed aggrieved, and he whispered one sentence after another in the darkness, feeling the warmth, and said, "I miss you."

Lin Zang was unconscious, his eyelashes drooping, and he fell asleep quietly.

Chang Qiuli asked with a hoarse voice, finally calmed down, looked at Lin Zang silently, picked him up and put him on his lap.

The long black hair hung down, and the sleeping man felt the familiar warmth in his sleep, unconsciously curled up in his arms, and quickly found a comfortable position.

Feeling that the body temperature of the person in his arms was low, Chang Qiuli took his feet into his hands and slowly tightened them.

The warm feeling came from under his feet, Lin Zang's eyelashes trembled, his expression relaxed, and a healthy redness appeared on his face.

Chang Qiuli bent down, and put her lips on the center of his brows and the tip of his nose, and finally reached his lips, gently sucking them.

It wasn't until the body temperature of the person in his arms rose that he released the person greedily, staring at the person without blinking, with a secret desire in his heart, and licked the crystals on his lips.

But at this time, the night wind blew, and black mist crept in through the doors and windows.

The visitor landed on the ground, saw the source of the palpitating breath, reacted for a few seconds, and hurriedly knelt down and said, "My lord, it's you who came."

As soon as Chang Qiuli stopped moving, he immediately held Lin Zang in his arms, like a beast that had been invaded by something, looked up, his eyes flashed red, extremely dangerous.

Of course, the ghost doesn't know the reason why Chang Qiuli appeared here and his current state, so he just said: "The subordinates have sent people to follow that Xu Yutian... He and the people from Deyimen arrived not long ago. Xuzhong's inheritance is inevitable. Also... Li Muheng, the head of Deyimen, and his subordinates have also found clues, his whereabouts are mysterious, but judging from his age and the earliest subordinates, the subordinates still found clues."

"His original identity seems to be the expelled disciple of the Li family in Baizhou."

After finishing speaking, Chang Qiuli still did not respond.The ghost boy blinked his eyes, racked his brains and continued: "The things that the master asked us to get back then were all taken from the disciples of the Proud Sect. It is very likely that he was the real culprit who caused the turmoil in the cultivation world .”

Hearing this, Chang Qiuli suddenly thought of something, waves of unexamined obsession appeared, and his eyelashes trembled.

Lowering his head, his cheek brushed against Lin Zang's nose.

"You step back first," he said.

The ghost was stunned for a moment, he secretly raised his eyes, and muttered in his heart:

After following the adult for so long, it was the first time that he didn't have that cold expression when he heard him speak.

"Yes," vaguely seeing someone in his arms, the ghost rolled his eyes, and tentatively asked: "Next, do you have any other plans?"

Sensing his gaze, Chang Qiuli raised his eyes suddenly, and said in a cold voice, "Get out."

Being oppressed by his demonic power for many years, the ghost shivered in reflex, held up the window, and immediately rolled away.

The doors and windows were opened, and the cold wind blew in.

Lin Zang raised his eyebrows lightly, and subconsciously moved closer to the source of warmth.

Chang Qiuli let him approach, lowered his eyes, hugged him tightly, and said softly: "I am here."

"Good boy." His voice was like smoke and sand, submerged under the dry and cold moonlight, paranoid, and said again and again: "I won't leave when I come back this time, right?"

"Not leaving..."

master.

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