The Protagonist Only Thinks About Falling In Love

Ling Yugeng stood beside him, moved his fingertips, looked at Chu Shun's busy back, pursed his thin lips lightly, and took his hands back.

"Do you think Master doesn't like you?" He asked standing behind Chu Shun.

Chu Shun's back froze for a moment, ignored him, and stirred the soup in the pot on his own. This was making noodle soup. He tasted the taste in a serious way, and looked at the expression on his face, it seemed that he liked the soup. This pot of stuff is quite satisfactory.

Ling Yugeng already realized that there was something wrong with Chu Shun's state.

In the past few days, he has been obedient and obedient at times—even if it is only on the surface.

From time to time, she completely exposed the badness, disdain to pretend, and the treacherous became as if split. On the surface, there was no abnormality, but there was always a kind of madness in his bones.

It's like a string is tense, and if you apply a little pressure, that string will break completely.

Ling Yugeng turned his head to look outside the door, and walked out.

At the gate of the courtyard, the young man wearing a mask turned his back to the door and fanned the wind with a folding fan. Hearing the sound of footsteps, he turned around and cupped his hands and said, "Sect Master Ling."

Ling Yugeng: "Guardian Zuo came to find Chu Shun?"

"I have something to report to the Demon Lord," Zuo Guardian said.

The relationship between Ling Yugeng and the demon world is subtle. Everyone in the Chushun Academy knows that there is a monk hidden in their demon master's courtyard. That monk is also the master of their demon master in the cultivation world, although that sect is also called "" "Heretic religion" exists, but in the end they are still classified as decent monks.

The world of comprehension and the demons have been at constant friction all year round, and the relationship is tense, but since Ling Yugeng is the person Chu Shun wants to protect, he is different from other monks, but even so, they will naturally not mention things about the demon world in Ling Yugeng, Ling Yugeng Will not bother.

The two sides maintained this boundary, so Ling Yugeng didn't ask too much, "Why don't you go in?"

The left guardian half covered his face with a mask, and the other half frowned slightly, looking towards the courtyard, "No one else can enter without the permission of the demon lord."

"If you don't go in, how will you notify me?"

Zuo Hufa looked at the cold and indifferent man opposite him. After getting along these few days, Zuo Hufa knew that he rarely broke the casserole and asked the end.

"Sect Master Ling, the magic cultivation has always been rising rapidly, but there are very few ascensions. The suzerain knows why?"

Demon cultivators are more likely to have demons, go against the way of heaven, and go against the sky even more than the righteous way, and the thunder tribulation they endure will be correspondingly more violent, Ling Yugeng knows it.

Guardian Zuo smiled lightly, and said: "The demon master is moody. Last time, one of my demon cultivators didn't pay attention and entered inside. He almost lost half his life. The demon master said he couldn't enter, so naturally we can only wait outside."

He looked inside the door and said with emotion: "The devil looks like his mother."

Ling Yugeng looked up at him.

Zuo Hufa glanced at him meaningfully, and said, "They're all too soft-hearted."

"What prejudice does Guardian Zuo have against me?" After Ling Yugeng finished speaking, he asked if it was him who happened that day in Wanmo Nest.

"Sect Master Ling's words are really blunt and not pleasing."

"Just bear with it."

Zuo Hufa sneered, saying that he and Chu Shun had seen it in the Ten Thousand Demons Cave before, and he also gave Chu Shun two kinds of Gu insects, one was the Demon Devouring Gu from the Demon Realm, this kind of Gu insect could swallow the magic energy, dissipate and Intangible, but difficult to feed, the other is love Gu.

Love Gu is divided into mother Gu and child Gu. People who have been infected with child Gu will love the person who is pregnant with mother Gu deeply to the bottom of their bones.

It's a pity that the love Gu was useless in the end.

"Why are you telling me this?"

"Infatuated people are the most pitiful, and I still hope that Ling Zongzhu, don't let down the infatuation of the Demon Lord."

That's what Zuo Hufa said, but his eyes were full of interest.

The two stood outside for a long time, the door inside opened, Chu Shun came out with a bowl of hot noodles, Ling Yugeng and Zuo Hufa both looked in from outside the door.

"Master?" Chu Shun saw Ling Yugeng at the door, paused for a moment, then looked at Zuo Protector, who had something important to report, and Chu Shun put the bowl of noodles on the stone table.

Ling Yugeng walked into the courtyard and watched Chu Shun go out with Zuo Hufa. He sat by the stone table and stirred the soup base of the bowl of noodles with a spoon. The soup was very fragrant and smelled delicious, and the noodles were also delicious. Evenly, Ling Yugeng picked up the spoon, put it to his lips and blew, and took a sip along the edge.

A savory sweet taste surged up in an instant, occupying his mouth like a robber.

It really is a sugar jar.

There were footsteps at the courtyard door.

"Master." Chu Shun came back.

Ling Yugeng turned his head to look over.

"Why are you here?" Chu Shun sat down opposite him.

He didn't seem to remember what Ling Yugeng asked him in the kitchen at all, and now he seemed to be much more normal.

Ling Yugeng paused the hand holding the spoon, and then put the spoon down without a trace, "I heard that you are here."

"Ah..." Chu Shun chuckled, "Then Master is here to look for me."

Ling Yugeng said "hmm", looked at the bowl of noodle soup again, and asked, "Do you want to try your own cooking?"

"Okay, master feed me." He said with a smile.

Ling Yugeng: "Okay."

Chu Shun raised his eyebrows lightly.

Ling Yugeng took a spoon, scooped up a spoonful of soup, blew on it, put it to his mouth, Chu Shun watched him do as he said, his eyes stayed on his face, and drank the soup in the spoon go down.

"How?" Ling Yugeng asked.

Chu Shun licked his lips: "Not bad."

His demeanor and expression did not seem to be reluctant.

Ling Yugeng's heart sank.

Sure enough, Chu Shun couldn't taste it anymore.

Otherwise, when the food was served to him for the first time, he should have noticed that something was wrong with the food.

People have three souls and seven souls. If a person lacks a soul, he is not far from madness. It's just that Chu Shun didn't show any signs before.

During the three years that Ling Yugeng and Chu Shun traveled, they also met a living person who lost his soul. It was in a remote village, and that person was what ordinary people call a fool.

Now Chu Shun has the first signs of losing his soul, his behavior is erratic, and his sense of taste is out of order. In the future, he will lose his five senses, lose his mind, and end up either stupid or crazy.

"Is it still in the taste of Master?"

Ling Yugeng raised his head and smiled, "Well, it's delicious."

"As long as Master likes it." Chu Shun tilted his head and smiled.

Ling Yugeng raised his hand, picked off a dead leaf that fell in his hair, and said softly, "I like it."

"If you like it, eat more, Master." Chu Shun said.

Ling Yugeng remained calm and ate the bowl of noodles to the end.

That night, outside the door of the wing room, two demon cultivators were chatting softly, and they were not very vigilant about the room, because most of the day, the fairy inside was meditating, extremely bored, and one of them yawned a little sleepily, The other person beside him yawned as if he was infected.

"What happened tonight? So sleepy."

While talking, the two slid down and sat down.

The door of the wing room was opened, and Ling Yugeng went out from the inside, all the way to the wing room where Chu Shun lived. He had paid special attention these few days and knew where Chu Shun lived. He opened the door and held his own breath.

Perhaps Chu Shun had no defense against him, and the barrier was also equivalent to nothing.

There was no one in the courtyard, and the closed door was lit with candles on. Before Ling Yugeng could reach the door, he heard a muffled groan from inside. It was a familiar voice, so he pushed the door open and entered.

The next moment, he felt something was wrong, a dagger stabbed from behind, Ling Yugeng grabbed his wrist with his backhand, the hand loosened for a moment, the sound of the dagger falling to the ground was clear, the two of them exchanged a few moves, Ling Yugeng clasped Chu Shun's hands, and threw him pressed against the door.

The candlelight flickered a few times before returning to calm.

Ling Yugeng met a pair of dark and trance eyes, and fine sweat spread all over Chu Shun's forehead.

"Master..."

Ling Yugeng took his wrist and probed his spiritual veins. Compared with the last time, Chu Shun's spiritual veins were completely occupied by demon energy. Before he could see clearly, Chu Shun withdrew his hand and grabbed it. Ling Yugeng had a sinister and terrifying smile on his clothes, full of hostility.

"You can't escape."

"I won't let you go."

"Chu Shun..."

"Why do you call senior sister A Miao and Jiang Chaoyun Chaoyun, but you are so unfamiliar with me!"

"Master said that disciples are different!"

"Kill you..." he murmured, "If you kill you, you won't be able to run away. Break your legs and lock them up, so they will be mine... No, I can't die. I'm going to make a voodoo, I'm going to make a voodoo ..."

His toss-and-bumble was obviously bewitched by a demon, lost his mind, and perhaps even had symptoms of auditory and visual hallucinations.

The veins on Chu Shun's forehead were pulsating, and he was panting heavily. When Ling Yugeng was about to raise his hand to knock him out, his face changed for a few moments. His hands changed from grabbing his skirt to hugging him, and his chin rested on him. shoulder, asked gently and carelessly: "Master, are you hungry?"

"The disciple will make you something to eat."

Then, he let go of Ling Yugeng, walking past him as if he couldn't see Ling Yugeng in front of him.

Ling Yugeng watched him walk to the side of the bed with loose eyes, got on the bed, took out a kit, touched it again and again, and then stuck it to his heart, curled up and fell asleep as if enduring the discomfort, as if he had done a thousand things. Hundred times.

I'm afraid this demon didn't just happen recently.

Ling Yugeng walked to the bed, but he didn't open his eyes, he reached for the kit in his hand, Chu Shun opened his eyes at once, opened his mouth and bit his wrist.

He swallowed hard, Ling Yugeng frowned slightly, and let go of the bag in his hand, Chu Shun let go, licked his lips, turned over like a wolf cub protecting food With his back turned to him, he hid the kit in his bosom.

There was a circle of red tooth marks on Ling Yugeng's wrist, and some blood dripped from the position of the two fangs on the left and right, which was particularly conspicuous on the thin wrist bones.

He took out the handkerchief, wiped it, ignored the wound, and looked at Chu Shun's back in thought.

Can't delay any longer.

In the early morning of the next day, Chu Shun woke up, turned over, and opened his eyes suddenly.

There is someone in his bed.

Chu Shun knew that he had often been unconscious recently, and there were endless ways in which others sent people to his bed in his previous life, but the barrier he set up should not be broken so easily——

Someone behind him is playing with his hair.

Chu Shun turned his head with a gloomy expression, and met Ling Yugeng's eyes at a glance. Ling Yugeng lay on the bed with his head propped up, with a lock of Chu Shun's black hair hooked on his fingertips, gently rubbing and twisting slowly in his hands, with a faint and inexplicable expression. There was a hint of a bewitching aura.

"Are you awake?" The cold voice was mixed with a hoarse and lazy voice.

Chu Shun felt that Ling Yugeng seldom appeared at this moment, exuding a mature and exciting aura, his eyes were cold and indifferent, but seemed charming, his heartbeat missed two beats, and his Adam's apple rolled Twice, he asked dryly in his throat: "Master, why is Master here?"

"forget?"

"what?"

"Late last night, you came to my room, knocked down the two demon cultivators at my door, sneaked into my room, trying to knock me out and take me here." Ling Yugeng paused when he said this.

When Chu Shun heard these things, he took a few glances at Ling Yugeng's face.

It seemed like something he would do.

"Then, can I hit you then?"

"No." Ling Yugeng said, "I volunteered to come with you."

"and then?"

"Then……"

Ling Yugeng put down the strand of hair in his hand, and his subtle pause made Chu Shun's heart rise to his throat, "Then what happened?"

"You said you wanted to sleep with me." Ling Yugeng said.

Chu Shun looked down subconsciously, and saw that he was holding a kit in his hand, his pupils constricted for a moment.

Could it be, could it be that Ling Yugeng had seen him lose his sanity?

His voice was difficult: "Did I...do something strange?"

"Yeah." Ling Yugeng stretched out his hand and put it in front of Chu Shun's eyes, "You bit me."

The tooth marks on his wrist had become red and swollen after one night.

Chu Shun moved his lips nonchalantly.

"It's nothing, it's just a little pain." Ling Yugeng withdrew his hand lightly.

Chu Shun pursed his lower lip guiltily: "Why... why did I bite you?"

"do not you remember?"

"..."

Fragmented pictures flashed in Chu Shun's mind. Ling Yugeng was in his memory, but it was the scene of two people fighting. He had a headache, and a clear voice interrupted his memory.

"Forget it if you don't remember." Ling Yugeng said.

"It's me who can't stand Master."

"In that case, let's give some compensation."

"What does Master want?"

"Shuangxiu with me."

Ling Yugeng remembered that there was a secret book of Hehuanzong, which mentioned the soul body, but at that time he saw that the pictures in it were really explicit, so he glanced at it twice, and didn't look at it carefully, so he had to go back to Hehuanzong.

Chu Shun: "..."

After a long silence, Ling Yugeng asked, "You don't want to?"

"Too soon, I'm not... ready."

Ling Yugeng lowered his eyes, and let go of his hand playing with his hair, "I see."

He got up from the bed and tidied up the messy clothes. Chu Shun also sat up, grabbed the quilt and pulled it. Seeing Ling Yugeng's face as cold as snow, and looking at his messy clothes, he felt that he was beginning to It's like abandonment at the end of the chaos.

He could guess why Ling Yugeng brought up the matter of double cultivation, and the opportunity must have been last night.

There was a hint of haze between his brows.

Ling Yugeng tidied up his clothes and got up, but didn't leave right away, turned around and asked him, "Do you still want to sleep?"

Chu Shun raised his head, the haze dissipated, shook his head, put away the kit, and got up.

"I want to go to Huanzong." Ling Yugeng said.

"Okay." Chu Shun smiled obediently.

Ling Yugeng watched as the blackening value of 80.00% five reached 80.00% six again.

"Come back in a few days."

"Ah."

"come over."

Chu Shun walked over and sat down on the stool. Ling Yugeng held the comb and combed his hair. Chu Shun was stunned, looking at the reflection in the bronze mirror. The comb fell gently from the top of his head.

Ling Yugeng tied up his messy sleeping hair for him, and put down the comb.

"All right."

Chu Shun raised his hand and stroked his hair.

"Master, do you still remember that there was a time when my disciple's hand was injured, and you combed my hair like this."

"remember."

"It's really well combed."

"If you like it, I can comb it for you in the future."

"yes."

"Chu Shun."

"Ok?"

"I have you in my heart."

"..."

He looked at Ling Yugeng behind him from the bronze mirror, and Ling Yugeng also looked down at him.

The blackness value fluctuated at this moment, as if Chu Shun was hovering between trust and suspicion. Chu Shun had never been favored by others since he was a child. In his subconscious, he never seemed to think that he was worthy of being loved.

After a long time, he lowered his eyes, bent his lips, and hugged Ling Yugeng's waist sideways, "Will Master always be by my side?"

"nature."

"Then master... marry me."

"……marriage?"

"Yes." Chu Shun said, "If you want to practice dual cultivation, you should get married first."

As he spoke, he seemed to be interested, "How about announcing it to the world?"

a long time.

Ling Yugeng: "Okay, I answer you."

Chu Shun: "When the time comes, I will pick up Master."

In the realm of comprehension, the fact that the suzerain of the Acacia sect broke through the Nascent Soul has long been spread in the comprehension world. There are not many monks in the Mahayana period, let alone the unhealthy sect of the Acacia sect, which has caused an upsurge of gossip in the comprehension world. The sect disciples themselves didn't see their suzerain very much, they only heard that they killed the demon world on the day of the breakthrough.

Until today, when Ling Yugeng came back with a sword, he first summoned all the elders in the sect, and after an hour, Ling Yugeng went to Zangshu Pavilion.

In the Library Pavilion, Ling Yugeng was standing on the bookshelf, quickly flipping through the secret books related to the soul.

The strand of soul in his body is like Chu Shun's consciousness, Chu Shun's avatar, he once absorbed the magic energy, as if charging Chu Shun's consciousness, filling Chu Shun's own body, and when Chu Shun fell asleep , it will communicate with that strand of soul.

Now Chu Shun sometimes can't even tell whether he is his own body or his clone, not only because he lacks a soul, but also because of his demons.

marriage--

He thought of Chu Shun's words again, and stopped turning the page.

There was a "ding" in his ear, a sound he was all too familiar with.

……

The appointed day has come.

When night fell, Ling Yugeng was dressed in red and was sitting in the hall when he heard the sound of bells.

In a pitch-black night sky, a red bridge stood out, breaking through the clouds, and a soul-destroying bell was hung above the bridge. After a sound, it fell silent.

Ling Yugeng's Yujian came out of the barrier of Hehuanzong.

The bridge door curtain was blown up by the wind, and a figure was sitting inside, wearing the same red clothes as him.

The man stretched out his hand, and opened the door curtain with his slender fingers, revealing the lower half of his face. His skin was fair, and his red lips seemed to have been wiped off, stained with blood-colored red. is you."

Those who carried the bridge were all demon cultivators, and they were also dressed in festive red. Ling Yugeng opened the door curtain, and met Chu Shun's pair of phoenix eyes. Such a bright color suits him very well, making him even more coquettish.

Chu Shun was in a good mood today, and looked Ling Yugeng up and down, "Master looks good in red."

Ling Yugeng walked in, just covering Chu Shun's figure.

"Well……"

The door curtain was lowered, covering the scene inside, and a muffled hum came out.

The bridge fell at the middle entrance of Chu Shun Courtyard. It was very lively inside today. The curtain was lifted, and Ling Yugeng walked out. Looking back at Chu Shun who was still panting inside, he stretched out his hand and said, "Don't miss the auspicious time."

Chu Shun laughed while tugging at his red and swollen lips, and put his hand on his.

The inside was decorated in red, and red lanterns hung high above the door, but because of the gloomyness of the demon world, this scene was even more creepy. Someone handed them red silk, and the two walked in side by side with each other.

There were a lot of guests around, and there was a lot of noise, Ling Yugeng's peripheral vision was only on Chu Shun, and everything around him seemed to be a phantom that had been illusory.

"Bow to heaven and earth!" A demon cultivator stood on top and shouted.

Ling Yugeng and Chu Shun bent down, stood up together, and carried them on their backs.

"Two thanks to the high hall!"

"Husband and wife say hello!"

The two faced each other, neither of them bent down first, Chu Shun lightly pulled the red silk, Ling Yugeng smiled, and bent down together with him.

"Licheng! Send to the bridal chamber!"

The two walked inside together.

When their figures disappeared, all the people in the hall turned into paper figurines, including Moxiu who was carrying the bridge before, and there was silence.

If Ling Yugeng had just looked carefully, he would definitely be able to see that something was wrong with them, but his attention was always on Chu Shun.

This is a marriage ceremony where only the two of them are married.

It was also a dream that Chu Shun created for himself.

The red candles were burning in the room, and the two sat by the bed.

Ling Yugeng: "Are you happy today?"

"I am very happy, where is Master?"

"Me too."

Chu Shun: "...then we should drink Hebei wine."

They got up and walked to the table, and poured down two glasses of wine. Chu Shun held a glass of wine, handed it to Ling Yugeng, and drank it down in one gulp.

Ling Yugeng: "..."

"Do you know what Hebei wine is?" he asked.

Chu Shun glanced at him hesitantly, and then at the cup, "Shouldn't everyone be drinking on the wedding night?"

"Drink like this?"

"That's what the book says."

"I'll teach you how to drink today."

He poured another glass of wine, put it in Chu Shun's hand, took his hand, and intersected with his arm. Chu Shun has always been smart. Seeing this, he just made a joke. He didn't want to show timidity in front of Ling Yugeng. With a single blow, Chu Shun's face was completely burned, and he raised his head and drank the wine in the glass.

Ling Yugeng filled two more glasses.

"Do you know why the bridal chamber has to drink Hebei wine on the wedding night?"

"Why?"

"After drinking this wine, you and I will become one." He handed the wine to Chu Shun.

Chu Shun looked down at the wine glass, did not take it with his hands, but bent down directly, drank the glass of wine in Ling Yugeng's hand, straightened up and leaned forward to stick Ling Yugeng's lips.

Ling Yugeng clasped the back of his head, touched his headband with his fingertips, stretched out his hand and pulled it, the red headband hung in his hand, and all of Chu Shun's black hair fell out.

The shadow of the two embracing fell on the wall, and a glass was upside down on the table, and the remaining clear wine flowed down the rim of the glass.

The red tulle bed curtain fell, was blown by the wind, and fell again.

Chu Shun's kiss was full of determination, as if there was a scorching fire burning in his heart, he seemed to be burning out his last spark, wanting to warm Ling Yugeng's heart.

After tonight, there was nothing in him that could restrain Ling Yugeng.

The moist kiss was mixed with hot breath, the tip of the intertwined tongue carried a faint taste of wine, body fluid intertwined together, Ling Yugeng bit Chu Shun's lower lip lightly, the warm space, the soft and wet tip of the tongue, the red The candlelight added a touch of ambiguity to the room, and Ling Yugeng added another touch of color to Chu Shun's lips.

"Master..."

"I'm here."

Ling Yugeng's forehead was covered with fine sweat, he lowered his head and kissed Chu Shun's earlobe.

"Tell me your name..." Chu Shun put his arms around Ling Yugeng's neck, "The real...name..."

Ling Yugeng paused, his fingertips passed through Chu Shun's fingers, and clasped his hand, "I don't have a name."

He swiped his index finger on Chu Shun's palm a few times, "[-], this is my...title."

Chu Shun panted, and looked at him with hazy eyes. Ling Yugeng's lips fell to the end of his eyes, and Chu Shun's eyelashes trembled twice. In his cognition, this kind of title is usually cultivated in large quantities by some organization people, or, ranking.

The black lotus tattoo that suppressed the evil spirit turned dark red because of the strong evil spirit. It was scorching hot, as if it was going to burn that piece of skin into ashes, attacking his sanity.

He tilted his head, the tulle bed curtain fluttered, and the candle on the table flickered.

Ling Yugeng saw red vines on Chu Shun's porcelain-white skin, with a thin layer of sweat floating on it, and a drop of clear water seeped from the end of his phoenix eyes. I don't know if it was sweat or tears, but was wiped away by the other hand. Turned his face back.

"look at me."

……

In the blending of spirit and soul, Ling Yugeng transferred his extra data to Chu Shun to fill his vacancy, and he returned his soul to him.

At that moment, Chu Shun bit his earlobe hard, leaving his mark on him.

If he is a god, Chu Shun only wants him to be his own god.

The candle was half burned.

Ling Yugeng sat on the edge of the bed, looked at Chu Shun who was facing away from him, with tears in the corners of his eyes, his eyes were closed, and he seemed to be sleeping restlessly, and he was still holding the kit he had given him in his hand.

As he thought, the soul returned, but Chu Shun had been corroded to the spiritual root by the heart demon.

[Main system. 】He touched the end of Chu Shun's eyes with his fingertips.

Main system: [Are you sure you want to repair the protagonist's spirit root? 】

He said: [Confirm. 】

……

After a while, Ling Yugeng felt the pain coming from his internal organs, he stood up, his sleeves were pressed by someone, Chu Shun opened his eyes, and the feeling of being confused disappeared, he looked at Ling Yugeng's back, sober like never before, He raised his hand and grabbed him.

Unexpectedly, Ling Yugeng fell forward and knocked off the wine glass on the table.

"Master!" When Chu Shun moved, his waist was so weak that he almost fell off. He gritted his teeth and got out of bed.

Ling Yugeng covered his mouth, only to feel that his whole body was full of bugs, would Chu Shun think that he was not good enough?

Blood flowed from between pale fingers, and a drop of blood dripped on the ground, redder than the red obscene clothes on Ling Yugeng's body.

Seeing the blood in Ling Yugeng's hand, Chu Shun was shocked, and stood aside stiffly, motionless, Ling Yugeng wiped the blood from the corner of his lips.

"I am fine."

"What... did you make a deal with it?" Chu Shun's voice was difficult.

Ling Yugeng vomited blood, couldn't cover it with his hands, as if he had some terminal illness, Chu Shun fell into the fear of losing his husband just after getting married, his body seemed to be able to move, squatted down, and wiped Ling Yugeng's lips with his sleeve The blood and tears poured out at once, as if the valve had been opened, and he couldn't stop it. He injected spiritual power into Ling Yugeng, but found that he seemed to be more uncomfortable, and stopped quickly, flustered.

Ling Yugeng fell down, Chu Shun hugged him and wiped the blood from his mouth.

"Master, Master..."

Why can't I always get what I want, and I can't keep what I want, every time, every time, it's like this.

His tears fell on Ling Yugeng's face, and he cried in a suppressed voice: "I don't want it, I don't want anything, Master..."

The blood wiped more and more, from the chin to the neck, "I'm sorry, Master, I made you dirty, I'm sorry, I will change your clothes..."

He was chattering endlessly, Ling Yugeng raised his hand and covered his eyes, his generous palm relentlessly covered the scene, Chu Shun suddenly became quiet, only choked up, tears still falling down.

Ling Yugeng coughed twice before he could speak, "Don't look."

Fear filled Chu Shun's heart, making his heart constrict.

Nothing could be kept, and he ended up keeping nothing.

Why...is it because of his "specialness", so the way of heaven treats him like this?

The blackening value rose steadily, reaching 90.00%. Eight, Chu Shun hugged Ling Yugeng tightly in his arms, and pressed against his warm face.

"I...here." Ling Yugeng said, "Don't go."

"No, I don't want..." Chu Shun murmured.

The price for keeping him, the price for making him love him, is to let him disappear in this world, Chu Shun would rather not.

"Wait for me, I'll... come back..." His points repaired Chu Shun's spiritual root, but it wasn't enough, Ling Yugeng's card bug stuck too badly, and after he finished speaking, his hand dropped.

[The protagonist's blackening value has risen to 90.00%. 】

[The protagonist's blackening value is cleared. 】

Chu Shun's lips trembled twice, then he blinked blankly, looking down at Ling Yugeng, his heart seemed to be empty.

"……Ok, I will wait for you."

He hugged Ling Yugeng, sitting on the cold ground, his body was pierced by a biting chill, Ling Yugeng promised him that he would come back, he would not leave him behind, and what he said would always come true.

Chu Shun wiped the blood on his lips, and paused suddenly.

This body, and the breath.

"Plane world mission No. xx6898 completed, the data has been archived and is being sorted out..."

"067, welcome back." The main system said.

Ling Yugeng: "Mission... completed?"

"Yes." The main system said, "Congratulations."

"Is that...the points are enough for me to stay in that world?" His data fluctuated a bit.

On this day, the system data of the adult department, the file of an excellent system employee was erased and stored in the database, and after that, only a legend remained.

Later on, 067 was discussed within the system, and all the systems connected to the film and television hall to watch and learn from the edited data of the xx6898 world.

"He is 067?"

"There is no 067 anymore! I heard that it was dragged to the system headquarters for destruction because of a bug!"

"Really? My God! It's scary!"

"Don't talk nonsense! I worked with him back then, and he is known as the matchmaker in the system world, our role model! It is said that the happiness index of every system and protagonist he has led has skyrocketed."

"We also have a cupid Eros system this year, and the human beings selected by it are all together, and the hit rate is very high."

"Then can you be as powerful as Senior 067..."

……

Ling Yugeng was forcibly expelled from his body due to insufficient energy in his body. When he returned, it was already three months later. He had just entered his body, but his body was still too stiff to react. He felt that someone took his hand and wiped it. Then I heard someone talking vaguely in my ear, and slowly, it became clear.

"Master loves cleanliness the most. My disciple came back two days late, and I still hope that Master will forgive me." Chu Shun wrung out the water on the handkerchief, "I thought, if I walk more, I can tell stories for Master. , lest the master go over and over again, telling stories that change the soup but not the medicine..."

He chuckled softly.

When Ling Yugeng was awake, he never dared to say this.

"Actually, the story is boring. Master is really not suitable for telling stories." He added, "But I like listening to Master."

"When will you wake up and tell me a story again?"

"Master..."

"I miss you so much."

Ling Yugeng moved vigorously, and only moved his fingertips. Chu Shun didn't see it. He turned around and took the story book, sat by the bed, and read the story. Rubbed and went to bed.

But not sleep.

Ling Yugeng listened to Chu Shun's whispering "Master" in his ear, half of his side was hot, and with Chu Shun's low voice, only his breathing was left.

The rustling sound continued for a while before Chu Shun blew out the candles and lay back on the bed.

midnight.

Ling Yugeng opened his eyes, and his body perception gradually returned. He turned his head and saw Chu Shun sleeping soundly on his shoulder. Ling Yugeng raised his hand and poked his face. Chu Shun opened his eyes in an instant, and his eyes were still a little dazed .

"Master?" Seeing Ling Yugeng woke up, there was no change, and he rubbed his cheek against his shoulder like a cat, "Talk to me."

"Okay." Ling Yugeng said with a hoarse voice, and he stroked his cheek gently, "I kept you waiting."

"Soon, I only waited for three..." His voice stopped abruptly, he raised his eyes and held his breath to look at Ling Yugeng.

"I'm back." Ling Yugeng said.

Chu Shun: "Master?"

"Well, I'm here."

"Master, is it really you, Master?"

"It's me, I'm back."

Chu Shun breathed quickly, Ling Yugeng turned around and hugged him, clutching the back of his neck, and patted his back lightly, Chu Shun let out a suppressed cry, "You made me wait for a long time .”

"Feel sorry."

"I thought, I thought..."

"I'm here."

Chu Shunxu felt that it was too embarrassing to cry, so he didn't speak again, and buried his head in his neck. Ling Yugeng felt the wet clothes on his shoulders, "You and I are married, and I will not regret the marriage."

Chu Shun still didn't speak.

"I met with Huanzong before, and I asked Chaoyun...Your brother Jiang, I asked for the same heart Gu." Ling Yugeng said, "I didn't have time to tell you that day, if you wish, you and I will form a bond as a Taoist couple, so we don't need that." Concentric Gu."

"I wish, I wish." Chu Shun said in a muffled voice.

Ling Yugeng's voice was deep and warm: "Stop crying."

Chu Shun's lips rubbed against Ling Yugeng's face indiscriminately, blocked his lips, and parted again.

Looking at each other for a moment, Ling Yugeng's lips fell on Chu Shun's cheek, and slid to his ear, a kiss fell on his lips like drizzle, "What did you do today?"

Chu Shun paused.

"The story you told is nice." Ling Yugeng said, "I like it very much, my teacher."

Chu Shun's face turned red.

Sleepless nights.

-

Ling Yugeng, as the suzerain of the Acacia Sect, disappeared for three months. The Acacia Sect came to look for Chu Shun several times, but he turned him away. Three months later, the suzerain returned and brought back the overlord of the Demon Race.

Two months ago, Chu Shun became famous in the first battle, and now he is no longer the little disciple of the Hehuan Sect. The Hehuan Sect nervously watched the demon master sitting and drinking tea. Then, a piece of news stunned them.

Ling Yugeng wanted to become a Taoist couple with Chu Shun. In order not to affect the Hehuanzong, Ling Yugeng said that he could step down as the suzerain.

But the elders didn't mind this matter, and the disciples below were even more speechless.

Thus, the Hehuan Sect and the Demon Clan got married.

The two formed a bond in the Acacia Sect. On that day, the whole sect came to observe the ceremony, and the demon cultivators were among them. There were not many demon cultivators who came, but if there were many, it seemed that they were here to make trouble instead of observing the ceremony.

"Congratulations to the suzerain, congratulations to the junior brother." Bian Miao offered a congratulatory gift.

Then came Chu Hui, Chu Hui gave him the magic weapon he made, Jiang Chaoyun followed behind, and patted Chu Shun on the shoulder in a manner of a senior brother, "Congratulations, little brother."

Chu Shun glanced sideways at the hand on his shoulder.

Jiang Chaoyun retracted his head and hid behind Chu Hui, "Second Senior Brother, he scares me..."

Under the eyes of everyone, Ling Yugeng and Chu Shun swore an oath to put their heart and soul into each other's sea of ​​consciousness. At that moment, there seemed to be a relationship between them.