After crossing, I became a group pet

Su Mu has been kneeling in front of the atrium palace for three days.

It is useless to persuade anyone.

It's hard to imagine that Su Mu, an arrogant person, could go this far in order to ask Lord Tianshu to release Su Qingmian.

Su Xian came to find Su Mu many times and asked him to go home, but Su Mu was sure that the sound of the night could release Su Qingmian and refused to leave.

Even Xizhou Tianming, who was the most unkind, came to pull once when passing by the atrium palace, and Su Mu didn't even look at Xizhou Tianming.

The main body of the sound of listening to the night has been thinking about a lot of things recently, and its nerves are highly tense, and it has not had time to sleep well for several days.

There is no time to take care of Su Mu.

If you want to kneel, you can kneel, anyway, you won't die if you kneel.

Su Xian squatted down helplessly: "Fourth brother, do you know what you are doing? The Black Tower is under the jurisdiction of Ju Wuci, and Master Tianshu has been imprisoned in the Black Tower. What do you think Master Tianshu can do for you?" ?”

"If he really loves Qingmian, even if he can't, he will become able."

Su Mu said coldly.

Su Xian Fu forehead: "This is not the same thing. Let's go home first, the eldest brother is almost busy, I can't help you in politics, you should go home and share the burden with the eldest brother. My brother begs is you."

Su Xian moved him with emotion and reason, but Su Mu remained unmoved.

A few law enforcement officers in white robes came over, and the leader gave a strange laugh, mocking: "City Lord Su Xian is still kneeling here?"

Su Mu ignored him.

The law enforcer clicked his tongue: "Su Xiancheng mainly wanted Lord Xiao Su to come out of the black tower, so he should kneel in front of my law enforcement temple. It is useless for you to beg the Lord Tianshu, after all, the Lord Tianshu is in the black tower It was shut down."

"It doesn't bother you to remind me, if you have something to do, go quickly, don't delay your business."

Su Xian put on a smile, he knew this law enforcer.

The law enforcement officer is called Lang Er, who once pursued Su Xian crazily for a while, but Su Xian refused many times. Later, after he and Cheng Ming got together, Lang Er secretly made a lot of stumbling blocks. Outright dirty tricks.

Lang Er said to Su Xian in a teasing tone: "I knew you were back a long time ago, and I wanted to find you, but Mr. Ju Wuci gave me too many tasks, so I couldn't spare the time."

Su Xian didn't bother to give in to him, glanced at him and didn't answer.

Langer didn't want to be bored, he gave a low laugh and strode into the atrium palace.

Su Xian persuaded Su Mu for a while, Su Fuqian came over with a soft face, he slapped Su Mu on the back of the neck without saying a word, Su Mu looked at him in surprise, and then fainted past.

Su Fuqian took Su Mu's hand, carried him on his back, and brought him back to Shanhe Bieyuan.

Su Xian stared at Su Fuqian's back in dumbfounded. He was taller than his second brother.

If it’s not soft, then come hard, as long as it can bring people home.

This is much stronger than his soft and hard foam.

Su Xian hurriedly followed: "Do you want me to recite it for a while?"

Su Fuqian didn't say a word, he glanced at Su Xian from head to toe, showed a contemptuous look, and walked forward step by step.

Su Xian: "..."

Does he look like the kind of weak man who has no strength?

"Second brother, what do you mean?" Su Xian was not reconciled, "In terms of figure, your waist is thinner than mine, your legs are thinner than mine, and being slender doesn't mean you have no strength."

Langer was sent by Tachibana to find the voice of the night.

Lang Er got straight to the point, and directly explained the intention of coming to the night.

"The head of law enforcement would like to ask, how does Lord Tianshu want to deal with the restless elements in the black tower, kill or maim?"

Ling Yesheng was correcting the memorandum without raising his head: "This is the responsibility of law enforcement officers. Do you want me to teach Ju Wangcize how to handle your own government affairs?"

Lang Er was a little surprised by Ling Yesheng's reaction: "As far as I know, Master Xiao Su is also in the Black Tower, does Master Tianshu not care about him at all?"

Ever since Su Qingmian was killed by Mu Xiu's little lover and sent to the sinful purgatory, and Lord Tianshu severely punished Mu Xiu, the relationship between Ling Yesheng and Su Qingmian is no secret.

Listening to the night voice: "What do I care?"

Langer: "..."

Master Tianshu doesn't seem to care about Su Qingmian's life or death at all. Could it be that the outside news has guessed wrong?

In fact, Master Tianshu doesn't love Su Qingmian at all, he just took advantage of Su Qingmian's incident to dismantle Muxiu, the left arm of the head of law enforcement?

The more I think about it, the more it makes sense. Also, how could someone as lofty as Ling Yesheng get out of control because of a little love.

Every step he takes has his reasons for self-interest.

It's so pitiful, that Su Mu is still kneeling, does he really think that Lord Tianshu can save Su Qingmian?

Humph.

simple.

Lang Er replied to Tachibana Vaci with what Ling Yesheng said verbatim.

Ju Wuci frowned slightly after hearing this, no, this matter is not that simple.

In order to protect Su Qingmian, Ling Yesheng could find the Futang Sword and give it to Su Qingmian. This level of behavior is not like simply using Su Qingmian.

But why didn't Lingyesheng save Su Qingmian?

Was he missing something?

In fact, Ling Yesheng couldn't support the separated animal body anymore, he was looking for spiritual power everywhere to maintain it.

The power of the soul can no longer be consumed, and even he cannot afford to consume it like this.

Shen Jiuyidu gave him a little spiritual power, which can make him feel better temporarily, but it is a drop in the bucket after all, and it is difficult to solve the problem from the root.

If only it didn't have the burden of the Atrium Tree.

His strength will be abundant.

Su Qingmian drew many frames on the ground, and the light on the wings of Ling Yesheng could illuminate the small area, and the two played backgammon on the ground.

Su Qingmian explained the rules of backgammon to Ling Yesheng once, and played two moves. Ling Yesheng mastered the rules, and Su Qingmian couldn't play him.

Su Qingmian regretted several moves, and Ling Ye watched him change back and forth with a smile, not intending to stop him.

Ling Yesheng has set many traps, no matter how you set them, it is a dead end.

Su Qingmian scratched the ground a few times, and the chessboard he drew suddenly changed completely.

"Stop playing, stop playing, it's meaningless."

Su Qingmian has lost several times in a row, and she has no face on her face. She is definitely going to lose again this time. Su Qingmian doesn't want to face the fact and play tricks decisively.

The crude haystacks in the stone room were replaced with thick blankets, and Ling Yesheng sat on the blankets, wrapping Su Qingmian's waist in his arms: "It's really not interesting."

Su Qingmian raised her head and kissed Ling Yesheng's chin, he pecked several times: "What's going on outside?"

"Almost over."

Listening to the sound of the night has deep eyes.

In order to please Su Qingmian, he asked Feng Yuan to find the Futang Sword left behind by Su Qihua. After recovering the Futang Sword, the sound of listening to the night awakened the sword spirit sleeping in the Futang Sword. A horrific story about him.

In the third battle of light and shadow, Su Qihua did not die in the hands of the enemy, but in the hands of his own people.

In the scuffle, Ju Vain gave Su Qihua a fatal blow.

This thing is undoubtedly subversive.

Who would have thought that the heroes who died gloriously on the battlefield actually died at the hands of their own people.

Some consciousnesses of ancestors were left over from the early books. Listening to the Voice of the Night found a book written by Su Qi in the library of the elven relics, and collected a lot of consciousnesses of Su Qi paintings in the book. These consciousnesses have scattered memories. .

Among them is the memory of Su Qihua being killed.

Ling Yesheng put the book on Baishan's desktop without anyone noticing it. After reading the book and reading the consciousness inside, Baishan knew the truth of the past.

The creator of the world is a relationship of fate.Of course, Tachibana's resignation was an accident.

Bai Shan told Xiang Wan about it.

Although the two maintain a neutral attitude, they have their own methods to deal with Tachibana Vaci.

"Stay neutral?" Su Qingmian didn't understand, "They chose you as the master, why didn't they stand by your side?"

Ling Yesheng was afraid that Su Qingmian would be sad, so she didn't tell about Su Qi's painting, but only talked about Baishan and Xiangwan.

Su Qingmian thought to himself, Bai Shan and Xiang Wan are also quite interesting, and they can support whoever they choose, so what's the point of staying neutral.

"When I was controlled by Ju Wuci, I did a lot of things. They didn't like me very much."

"They don't know that you are being controlled?"

Listening to the sound of the night and shaking his head with a faint smile.

Ju Wuci is very careful in his work. If the elf relic library is not managed by elves, and it is not easy for Ju Wuci to intervene, he may destroy all the books about Su Qihua's consciousness.

During the period of being under control, Ling Yesheng did a lot of involuntary things, both good and bad. Bai Shan Xiangwan tried to persuade him at first, but later found it was useless so he stopped doing it.

Sometimes Ling Ye Sheng blames them, why let it go so easily, don't they find something wrong?

Why ignore him.

With this level of resentment, even if Ling Yesheng got out of control later, he was unwilling to tell Bai Shan Xiangwan about it.

Meaningless.

It's over, it's over after all, it doesn't matter anymore.

"There's no need to know."

Listening to the voice of the night said so.

Su Qingmian straightened up and hugged Ling Yesheng.

"If you don't tell them, they don't care about you and make you suffer so much."

Su Qingmian's voice was soft.

He can understand the sound of listening to the night.

Lingyesheng was brought to the world by their creators from the tree in the atrium. To Lingyesheng, they are like elders.

Just these few people have left him to varying degrees.

Yun Fan deteriorated, lost his mind, and was killed by several other creators.

Su Qihua died, at the hands of Ju Wangci.

Ju vainly controlled his mind, making his life worse than death.

Bai Shan and Xiang Wan were disappointed in him and gave up on him.

As soon as Ling Yesheng fell from the clouds to hell, Su Qingmian felt so distressed that her eyes turned red.

A disorganized kiss fell on Ling Yesheng's lips, bare hands pushed away Ling Yesheng's clothes, and held Ling Yesheng's face: "Don't reject me again."

The kiss landed on the collarbone, all the way down.

Ling Yesheng's body trembled slightly, turned over and pressed the child who was constantly testing under him: "I will not refuse."

Pried open Su Qingmian's teeth, and kissed deeply.

The senses of the body are very sensitive in the dark, Su Qingmian swayed with the sound of listening to the night, as if on the water surface of the black tide.