Ye Junxuan's eyes burst out with unprecedented disgust. This kind of life of being pinched and flattened in the palm of the hand is really unbearable.

He gritted his teeth, raised his leg and kicked the opponent's leg with all his strength, and then made a neat backflip, staring at the person in front of him:

"Ling Chenyuan, are you interested? Are you proud of playing with me?" Because of his anger, his tone was not kind, and his expression was also very bad.

Without waiting for Ling Chenyuan to speak, he pulled out the spirit sword with a "swish", and swiped the sword with momentum, the pure sword energy rushed towards his face with an unstoppable aura, causing ripples all around, it can be seen that this trick was used What a lot of strength.

This kind of clumsy trick can be dispersed by lifting a finger.

But looking at the sharp blade so close at hand, his heart, which had been chaotic and mad all along, suddenly felt a pang.

The hateful face in front of him overlapped with the smiling face a few years ago, as if to swallow him up.

The sound of skin and flesh bursting suddenly resounded, and the cold spiritual power suddenly poured into the wound near the heart, and all the blood sprayed out.

Ye Junxuan was stunned, the viscous blood slid along the smooth skin, slid on the eyelashes and flowed into his eyes, his pupils were dyed red.

"Your honor..."

"My lord, are you alright?"

The leaders of the demon clan who took the lead were startled by this scene, and rushed to their own demon master in a hurry.

The rest of the people rushed up and held down Ye Junxuan who was still holding his sword stiffly.

"Don't touch him, get back." Ling Chenyuan yelled in a low voice while clutching his wound, his face was pale, because of the turbulent breath, the fusion of devil energy and spiritual power all over his body made his temples sweat.

Why don't you hide... Obviously you can dodge...

If ordinary demons were subjected to such a sword full of spiritual power for a lifetime, their cultivation base would be crippled at the slightest, and their souls would be scattered in severe cases.

Ling Chenyuan is a double cultivator of demons and spirits, and his body is also different from ordinary people, so he only suffered pain, and the wound began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye.

But he only lowered his eyes for a glance, then raised his hand to tear open the healed wound, sealed the magic power with spiritual power, so that the skin and flesh could not heal, and the sword marks that were deep enough to see the bone were exposed in the air.

"If this can make you feel better." The voice of the person in front of him became hoarse in vain, his eyes were full of loneliness, and he continued: "I hope this injury will not heal for the rest of my life..."

... Bitter tricks... Bitter tricks, do you think I will soften my heart?

Ye Junxuan gritted his teeth and inserted Xuanyun back into the scabbard, his eyes and nose were sore.

He forced himself not to care about the other party, but after all, he has so many years of fellowship, and he is someone who really cared about him.

Even if you have a cat or a dog, you can't let it get hurt and watch it coldly.

"Can you be normal? Doesn't it hurt?" Ye Junxuan's voice was high-pitched, with a sullen face on his face, and he continued to curse: "I really owe you in my previous life, I really don't know what's going on in my mind..."

While talking, he took out the elixir from the spirit bag, crushed it, and sprinkled it carefully on the hideous opening.

He lowered his eyes, his long eyelashes trembled slightly, and his brows and eyes were full of gentleness.

Ling Chenyuan looked at the person in front of him, and the restlessness in his heart completely calmed down.

Ever since he became a demon, there has never been a day when his mind has not been filled with the noises of laughing and screaming ghosts and ghosts, and there has never been a day when his emotions have not been in the transition between rationality and madness.

Sometimes he felt that he was very strange, like a puppet controlled by magic energy.

There are many disadvantages for people who practice spirituality to cultivate demons. At the least, they may become mad and lose their minds;

"Brother, you promised me that you would stay with me forever, why did you run away?"

The young man closed his eyes and said in a low voice, with an irresistible hostility and coldness in his eyes, but his tone was full of sadness.

Ye Junxuan choked, did he say that?It may have been said, but that was a long time ago, before Mr. Ling became a Ling dog.

To be honest, Ye Junxuan still doesn't know why the other party insists on cultivating demons, since he has tried his best to guide him to the right path.

Seeing that the young man did not speak, Ling Chenyuan remained silent for a while.

The wound on his body gradually healed, he stared at the familiar delicate and picturesque face in front of him, his heart twitched as if it was about to tear.

Why do you want to go back on your word?You were so good to me before...

Brother... Is it true that only by becoming my person can you stay by my side obediently, instead of finding some dubious people to get along with and torture me.

Desires arise, delusions arise, and long-lasting hatred is hard to eliminate.

A decisive wave suddenly flashed across Ling Chenyuan's eyes, he closed his eyes patiently, and opened them again with a warm expression.

"Brother, I won't hurt you anymore, and I won't force you to be with me, I just want to be like in Jianfeng."

This expression and tone of voice are too aggrieved and sad.

Ye Junxuan seemed to see how he looked when they first met, the young man who was three years younger than himself smiled warmly in front of him.

Can you believe it?

Even though it was such a moment, Mo Ran's words emerged in his mind: "This is the Demon Dispersing Pill, which will dissipate the demon energy for a quarter of an hour after taking Ling Chenyuan... When the time comes..."

In the end, A Yuan didn't do anything harmful to nature, it was just a youthful love, the real crime can be fatal, can't he be forgiven by himself?

075 felt the host's violent emotional fluctuations, and did not dare to interrupt at this time.

To be honest, what it is most afraid of now is that Ye Junxuan thinks of Lin Yun, and it is also afraid that he will learn the truth that his cultivation base is completely useless.

If all this is really exposed, with the nature of his host who would rather be broken than broken, I am afraid that he can directly end everything with the most tragic ending, then its mission will be over.

Unless there is a turnaround... wait for a turnaround?

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