MTL - The Scum Shou’s Survival Guide-Chapter 87 Demon is my former lover

Zong Yi seems to be really angry this time, and he has been drying Ye Hao for a few days.

Because of this **** body, even if a person, Ye Hao also had a dedication to performance, he said that he had become a dead dog after three days.

It turns out that the one-man show is the most terrible...

[Ye Wei: Are you sure someone will come now? My throat is dumb! Muscles are cramped! Would you like me to take a break? 】

[888: I don't recommend it, if the ancestral singer suddenly came over? In the event of a sudden night, Yin suddenly came over? They are all big men in the celestial world. They say that there is a moment of effort. Although I can remind you in advance, can you ensure that you can enter the best performance state in such a short time? 】

[Ye Wei: ...]

[888: It’s hard to eat and bitter, and it’s a person to be a lover. It’s not a good thing to show flaws in order to be greedy for a moment. And I believe that you are a determined person, this little thing is nothing to say. 】

[Ye Wei: ...] It makes sense that he can't refute it, but why do you always feel that 888 has deliberately made him suspect?

Ye Hao thought about it or compromised. After all, these two big sisters were not deceived, so he lowered his head and his black hair hanged down to cover half of his face, giving a low painful snoring.

It’s not good to be lazy. If the thief is lazy, there is still a way. At least if someone comes over, you can’t see his face at once.

At this moment, Ye Hao’s eyes are scattered and the eyelids are fighting.

Finally, the voice of 888 woke him up, because the night was finally coming.

Ye Hao was almost moved by tears. He has been waiting for this big brother for a long time. If he doesn't come, he will faint (sleep) again!

Ye Hao quickly adjusted his expression and saw that the shadow seemed to be eroded by the shadows. Then a handsome man with white hair slowly walked in. He seemed to blend in with the shadows, quietly, like a ghost.

The reason why the night Yin stayed in the Magic Palace was to see Ye Xie, but Ye Hao was a ancestral person. He used Zongtang’s paranoid feelings on him. If he rushed to contact Ye Hao, he did not intend to touch the sect of the ancestral scale. Therefore, the night is not forbearing, pretending not to care, and finding the right time.

After he left that day, he parasitized himself on a sparrow, taking the sparrow as his eye, and always paying attention to the situation here. Seeing that Zongxi did not come over, this finally came out.

When Yin Yin walked into the hall, he saw Ye Hao leaning against the stone pillar. The blood on his shoulders had dried up. The piercing nail fixed him there. He seemed to be holding back the pain, and his head was light. Light sound.

Perhaps it was because it was tortured for too long, so that he appeared, and Ye Hao had not reacted for a long time, and he still did not move.

Night Yin finally came to Ye Hao and gently picked up his long black hair that fell on his face.

The cold man's eyelashes are drooping, the black eyes are painful and the lips are bitten with mottled scars. He seems to finally feel that someone is coming. The long eyelashes are slowly raised and they look at the person in front of them. The eyes have recovered a bit of clarity.

However, after seeing it is the night of the night, the pain in the eyes is eager to hope that the complex look of entanglement is gradually disappearing, leaving only a cold and alienated.

The night Yin smiled gently, and the meaningful look of Ye Hao, he lived for too long, this fairy magic world, what magic weapon he did not know? I almost saw the body of Ye Hao at a glance, and I knew about Zongtang’s hands and feet.

I also know what is really tormenting him.

It’s pitiful... I’m being treated like this by someone I love, is it painful for this cold and arrogant person?

The night Yin slightly lowered her head and smiled: "I am very disappointed?"

Ye Hao has suffered a few days and nights of suffering, sometimes screaming, and sometimes awake, at this time just can maintain a sense of consciousness, then look at the night with cold eyes.

This is the Tianhai Palace Lord, ambitious to join forces with Zongtang... Although Zongxi is now a demon, his temperament has changed greatly, but his pursuit is different from that of the night. Strictly speaking, the night Yin is harmful to the fairy cloud. More, he wants to complete the entire fairy cloud world to fulfill his own heaven.

But these are already things he can't do.

Ye Hao lowered his eyes again, ignoring the people in front of him.

The night Yin showed a very interesting look. After all, in his long career, this was the first person to make him unpredictable. At the beginning, he attached to Ye Hao's body and saw that he was ignorant and cultivated the secrets he had left as an accidental discovery.

This is not a big deal... What really made the night Yin interested in him was that Ye Hao was so fit with his practice. The speed of his cultivation and integration was even more faint than his own cultivation!

It’s amazing.

Together, it is created by the feelings of the night. Even if the practice of ordinary people is extraordinary, it only affects people's moods, and there are gains and losses. They give up part of the seven passions to gain more powerful power.

But what is the use of those extra seven emotions? Life in the world is disturbed by this red dust world. It is nothing more than a test of heaven and earth. It is a hindrance on the road of cultivation... Night Yin believes that abandoning these and having a more pure Taoist heart can better glimpse the source of the road.

The more indifferent the feelings, the more determined people, the faster this practice is.

Ye Hao is born naturally for this practice. His original cultivation has already fallen into the bottleneck. He has acquired one of the joints and successively broke through the bottleneck and successively promoted. The speed of the night is amazing, he can cultivate so fast, the spirit The spring is just an external force, and the heart is itself.

Not only does he have the body of the gods that he rarely sees in the millennium, but he also has such a heart. He will be able to cultivate together to the seventh floor of the peak.

On the seventh floor, even the night Yin has never been created. He has a feeling in the dark. If he can create the eighth layer, he will have a good testimony. What is the ultimate in heaven? He really wants to know.

It is precisely because Ye Xie is so fast, and Yin Yin is happy to see it. He also thinks that he is not true to Zongtang, because this person is the purest and most ruthless person he has ever seen.

It seems that there is no such thing as a concern for the world. This kind of human thing is nothing but a glimpse of it.

This detached state of mind, even the night Yin is not as good as it is.

But why did you give up in the end?

The memories of the night stayed here, and he whispered in the ear of Ye Hao: "Don't worry, the ancestors will not come over now."

Ye Hao heard the word ‘Zong 浚’, and he was shocked and looked up at the night.

How can I know the name of Zongtang in the night, and after Zongxi’s incarnation as a demon, he has already abandoned his original name. Apart from himself, it should not be possible for someone to recognize him. How can he know about the night?

I saw Ye Hao finally seeing him at night, and smiled slightly: "In fact, I was also very surprised. He was not only alive, but he still resurrected you."

Ye Hao’s lips twitched and made a cold, hoarse voice, finally asking, “Who, who?”

The night did not answer this question, but asked himself: "When you killed the ancestor, why should you give up continuing to practice the martial arts? At that time, you should also feel the power of the heavens faintly? At your fingertips, you can be detached from the world, so wonderful feelings... Why give up?"

The leaf pupil shrinks and can no longer remain indifferent. The painful memories of 3,000 years ago return to my mind.

Why give up?

At the beginning, he and Zongxi came back from the ruins, harvested the secrets of Lingquan, and cultivated them into successive breakthroughs. The strange feelings made him indulge, as if he continued to practice as long as he continued, he could go straight through without obstacles. At the end, find the mystery of heaven.

He couldn't control himself, he was more focused on cultivation, and even left the Ancestral Hall for it... Once he closed his woke, he suddenly felt a feeling... He could break through the imprisonment and get a new life if he was worried about it.

He has never had such a strong feeling, as if he is dominated by another mysterious force, not like himself... When he walks out of the retreat door and sees the adoration of the eyes of the adoration, only the heart Indifferent and intolerant, this one-way road can only be alone.

Zong Yi’s persistent pursuit of remorse, Zong Yi’s love at all costs, and Zong’s love and guardianship suddenly made him bored.

Between the thoughts, it is a matter of difference.

This Xianlu has its own cause. Since he has accepted the love of Zongtang, he promised to be his Taoist. They are no longer two people who have nothing to do, but a fate and a partner. He will drag him down...斩The only way to break the shackles is to kill this person. From then on, there is no cause and effect.

He stabbed a sword without hesitation, and looked at Zong Yi’s unbelievable eyes. Suddenly, he felt that it was easy to get rid of this cause and effect, and he could pursue the road alone.

Just a little bit, he will succeed.

But why did you give up?

Ye Hao decided to look at the night Yin. All this, he did not say anything to anyone, and no one knows that even his father, his master, does not know why Zongxi died.

And the night is not, you should not know.

"Who are you." Ye Hao is still this sentence.

Night Yin saw Ye Hao for a moment, revealing a playful smile, whispered: "You have cultivated my exercises, but still do not know who I am."

"Your practice?" Ye Hao's eyes changed slightly.

The night Yin fingertips swept over Ye Hao’s face, the movement was a little bit sloppy, and the tone was low. “Yeah, you may not know what you are practicing, but you should have discovered it later, and you must have heard of me. name."

The night is close to the ears of Ye Hao, and gently spit out two words.

Ye Hao reveals an unbelievable look. Is the Lord of the Sea Palace the sacred night that fell thousands of years ago? Not only did he not die, but he still lived well. Is his cultivation the most famous one?

This moment Ye Hao thought a lot. Regarding the life of the night Yin, no one knows the fairy cloud world, but no one knows that he lived and became the master of the Tianhai Palace.

The relationship between himself and Zongtang’s relics was related to him.

The night smiled slightly. "I have told you a lot. For fair trade, should you answer me a question? If you want to tell me what I want to know, I will tell you, you want to know. ""

Ye Hao closed his eyes, his heart shook, and he struggled fiercely.

He always knew that there was a problem with his practice of cultivation. When he killed the ancestral temple and saw that he loved to die in front of his eyes, there was only one unguarded sword left alone on the ground. The grief made him wake up.

Only then did he realize that he was not right, but no matter what reason, his choices and mistakes have been caused, and regret has not helped.

But until now, he realized that maybe things are not that simple.

Ye Hao opened his eyes again, and he looked coldly at the night: "I give up because it is not what I want, even if I continue, it must be a failure."

The night is very puzzled. He has a puzzled look: "Why do you think it will fail? Shouldn't it be more successful? If you break all the causes and effects, you will be able to go further, and the mortal emotions will only drag on."

Ye Hao looked at the eyes of the night, slowly said: "Now you should answer, why do you know these things."

The night laughed, even if it was tortured, this person seems to be very sober. It seems that only Zongtang is different for him. He said cheerfully: "It's very simple. When you came to the ruins, I followed you, so I know everything about you."

Ye Hao’s face changed greatly. Was it from that time that he was parasitized? He suddenly realized what, the voice shivered slightly, "You...what did you do?"

Night Yin blinked and understood what Ye Hao thought. He smiled and said: "I didn't do anything to you, I must say something... probably let you concentrate on cultivation."

After all, at that time, he could concentrate on taking Ye Zi’s, how can such a good body be seen that he was delayed by those love and love? Of course, it is for him to use it, but it is only unexpectedly... He didn’t do anything at all. Ye Hao’s cultivation was very fast, and everything was as he wished.

Ye Hao closed his eyes in pain. Until now, he knew that there was still the existence of the night, but he and Zong Yi were always ignorant.

He blames the night... but hates himself more.

I hate that I am lost by the heavens, lose my self, kill my love, and the exercises are just external forces. After all, his mind is too deep.

Ye Hao laughed at himself and said to the night: "Do you think that if you give up everything, you will be able to prove the heavens?"

Night Yin said: "Is it not?"

Ye Hao looked at him mercifully. "Abandon everything, no connection, is it still a person? Isn't it a walking dog that is driven by the power of heaven? You are born, but disdain for yourself, even the self has abandoned it. But still want to get recognition from heaven?"

The face of the night Yin finally changed, and I looked at Ye Hao.

Ye Hao is cold and open, and the voice is faint and disdainful: "Your practice is in my opinion, but it is a flaw. The real power should not be abandoned by the love of oneself. What is the dead road, and what continue to cultivate?" !"

The night is cold and the eyes are cold, and the smile on the face is no longer. The high and high is on the top of the leaf, and the state of the hero is full. "Ignorance of the younger generation, full of nonsense!"

This is his true face.

Ye Hao looked at the night without fear, and did not care whether he was the Holy Night of the Year of the Sun, or the Tianhai Palace Lord who is now the dominant one. In his opinion, it is nothing but a poor worm that is fooled by Heaven. Can't succeed 10,000 years ago, now can't!

The night was more and more gloomy, his lips were moving, and he seemed to say something, but then he seemed to hear something, and quickly disappeared from the darkness.

The coming is silent, and the walk is silent.

Ye Hao slightly stunned, but soon realized that the night was afraid that he would not leave if he found something. He endured the pain of his body and turned to look at the door. He saw that Zongtang was far away.

Although I haven't seen it for a few days, it seems to be like a world apart. Ye Xin's heart is full of complex emotions.

The appearance of the night Yin had shocked his mind. He never knew that there were factors of night Yin... But now, if you know it, there is no meaning. Isn’t it, you can’t help but ask for it. Aunt's forgiveness?

He laughed at the night and was fascinated by the heavens. Is it a heavenly dog, isn’t he the same?

It’s all poor pity that lost yourself.

Ye Hao’s eyes are sad.

Zongtang had left Ye Hao for a few days, knowing that he was afraid that he could not bear it. In the end, he still had a soft heart, but his face was not revealed at all, but he looked at him coldly and said, "What is your reflection?" ?"

Ye Hao didn't say anything, just after the arrival of the night, he once again recalled the original bit by bit, and the momentary feeling when he was out of the sword.

Even the last look of Zongxi before his death.

There was a painful look in his eyes.

Zongtang thought that he was tortured. He paused and finally waved his hand and dropped Ye Hao from the stone pillar. He reached out and took him into his arms. He said: "Don't worry, I It won't make you die."

Ye Hao gave a self-deprecating low laugh. He has heard Zong Yu say this sentence more than once. The rest of his heart is not love. It is probably just the obsession of hatred. Perhaps it is this obsession that supports Zong Yi. In such a difficult situation, I survived.

The only purpose of his living is to make himself as painful as he is.

This is the price I should pay for it...

Zong Yu left Ye Hao to leave the hall, put him on the bed, untied the clothes on his shoulders, a deep blood hole running through his body, Zong Yi Meifeng wrinkled, he was really angry at the time... ... Now look at Ye Hao, and feel that my heart is inexplicably irritated, can't it be done now, do you still have to pity this person?

When he killed himself with a sword, he didn’t think about it. He actually... would it hurt?

Zongxi shook his fist, took out the medicine and applied it to Ye Hao, and turned and left.

..................

The day of Ye Hao’s performance is more obedient than one day, and it seems that he has completely accepted his life. No matter how Zongxi is to him, it does not matter to him.

The two of them returned to the days before they got along.

No freedom, no dignity, humble waiting for the master's pity.

[Ye Wei: I think the night will come again. He has been thinking for a few days, should he have something to gain and decide? 】

[888: Well, I can see that he is also struggling inside. 】

[Ye Wei: Hahahaha, I feel that my speech is very uplifting. Is it very reasonable? Was it superb at the time? ! 】

[888:......] The first time I listened to this spicy chicken, it was really a flickering effect...

[Ye Ye: Waiting for him to brew almost, you can let him meet with our Zongzong. When he comes next time, you can help me a little bit, delaying the time when he discovers Zongtang, as long as he spends half time. That's enough, my whitewashing depends on him! After all, this kind of thing, I said that the Zongzong did not believe it or not, and there was no shock. Man, it’s just a little irritating to feel strong. ^_^

[888: Hehe...]

The wound on Ye Xie has already been completely good. He is the body of the spirit. His self-healing ability is far more than that of ordinary human monks, and there is no spiritual nourishment of the Ancestral Hall. No traces can be seen.

But the injury is good, but the other traces have not been broken.

Zong Yi seems to like to see Ye Hao revealing various shameful gestures under him. This person, once so proud, looks inviolable, even when he is double-educated, he always insists.

In the past, Zongxi never cared about this. He loved this person and almost lowered himself into the dust. A feeling that was not equal from the beginning was destined to be more paid by the other party.

Ye Hao is willing to be his Taoist and willing to accept his feelings. For him, he is already a gift, and he does not dare to expect more.

Perhaps in the depths of his heart, he never felt the true love of this person, he would suffer from loss... and that sword completely smashed his fantasy.

This person, really did not love him.

Zong Yi opened his eyes and looked at the clouds outside the window, and looked back at the people around him.

Ye Hao was still asleep, his hands were tied behind him, his body covered with a quilt, but even if he fell asleep, his brows were picked up and seemed to be very painful.

Zong Yi decided to look at him for a while, got up and went out, he still has something to do today.

After the war, although the loss of the right path was heavy, the demon domain was also greatly damaged, and the magic repaired many injuries. Since he became the demon, he naturally has to be responsible for his opponent. Now he needs a lot of things to arrange.

Ye Hao went to sleep there, until the golden sun came in, and slowly opened his eyes, revealing a stunned look.

Woke up every day, it seems to be in a dream, but unfortunately, not a dream, but an endless nightmare.

Once the lover became like this, tortured each other, no end.

He tried to move his body, but he still had no strength, his brows were slightly wrinkled, and he gave up later. I was about to close my eyes. Suddenly, the tulle in front of the bed was blown up by the wind, fluttering slightly, and the next moment, the familiar atmosphere came.

Ye Hao suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes became cold and clear, and he saw the night and smiled and stood there, watching him.

This time, Ye Hao first spoke up, his voice was cold and hoarse, and there was no temperature. "You shouldn't come."

Looking at him at night, he smiled like a smile: "Why shouldn’t you come?"

Ye Hao said: "If the Ancestral Hall sees it, it will not let you go."

I sighed at night and seemed to have some emotions: "You said this sentence, of course, not worried about me, that is, I am worried about the ancestral. You are afraid that he and I will be in conflict, but I am not sure that he will win me. I am afraid that the last two losses will be hurt. It turns out that... you really love him so much, even if you are treated like this, you still think about him."

The night came slowly to Ye Hao and leaned over and stared at him with a smile: "I was wrong, I thought you didn't love him, but in fact... you love him more than everything."

Ye Hao said: "You should go."

The night is full of interest, looking at Ye Hao, laughing: "I will take you with you?"

He listened to Ye Hao’s words on that day, and his heart was touched. He lived for tens of thousands of years, and he was so interested in a person for the first time. If he is to study it by himself, maybe it is an opportunity for him to break through, even if Only one in ten thousand hopes, he will not give up.

This is the most ruthless and affectionate person he has ever seen.

Ruthlessness makes you wholehearted and powerful, and affection allows you to get rid of imprisonment without losing yourself.

It is really interesting that these two contradictory emotions appear on one person.

Ye Hao turned his head and closed his eyes. It seemed that he was not willing to look at the night again.

Night Yin said: "Don't worry, I will live in the magic palace for some time, you can think slowly, willing to tell me when I am gone. Anyway, the ancestors will not forgive you, you stay with him. What is the point?"

Ye Hao seems to have heard nothing.

The night sighed with some regrets, but the more Ye Hao insisted on this, the more he became interested, and probably it was such a firm heart that he could be motivated to make such an awareness and say such words?

After a few nights, I decided to leave here for the time being, but I haven’t had time to leave, and my eyes suddenly changed.

Zongtang is back.

When Zongtang came back too suddenly, suddenly it was too late to hide his body shape, and he felt a huge pressure to cover it! People are still unknown, and the sharp killing will come first!

The author has something to say: Xiaoye: It is still the most eye-catching in the night, and I can see that my heart is firm and pure, and my talent is amazing. It is a good seed for cultivation.

888:......

Xiaoye: He also saw that my affection came, old attack, you forgive me QAQ

Ancestral Hall: Baby, have I always loved you?

888: Isn't it because you don't care about everything when you play the game, and finally you have to be too lazy to continue practicing? ? ?

Night Yin was shocked: What is it like this? !