MTL - The Scum Shou’s Survival Guide-Chapter 90 Demon is my former lover

Mu Yuanqing's eyes are red, this devil... He turned out to be Zongtang!

The cold and proud people of the brothers, like the gods in the sky, are willing to form a double monk with him, and in order to save him, he will not hesitate to rob the spirit wall, and the soul will be lost.

And this person? Not only did he not die, he also entered the magic road, humiliating all the brothers and humiliating, how to be worthy of his brother's love for him!

In my heart, I don’t want to hate to make my eyes clear and mad. I didn’t notice that I already had a harbinger of fire. I was tortured for a long time and just released it. The prohibition on my body has been solved. I’m not afraid of my own weakness. The sword that is contained in Dantian, a sword stabbed to Zongtang!

He wants to kill this man for his brother!

Zong Yi’s eyes are stunned, and there is only one thought in his mind.

It was originally three thousand years ago that Ye Hao died to save him...

He died for him...

Zong Yi felt a cold in his chest, and he looked down at Mu Shenqing's sword, but he still couldn't react.

The face of Zongxi’s eyes is Ye Hao’s face.

At the beginning, he was like this. A sword pierced his chest, but his expression was not so angry... but it was very calm and indifferent, as if he had just done a trivial little thing.

His Qingjun's face is like a bright moon in the sky. The indifferent eyes are like the smoke from the sea. The fingers of the sword are slender, and the silver moire on the white sleeves fluctuates like water. Even the cold things are done... Graceful, not sad or happy.

Zong Yi loved him like that, and hated him. Unwillingness and hatred made him return from **** and turned into a demon.

But...how can you tell me after doing such cruel things, in fact, you don't want to be like this, you love me, and then you lose your life for me.

So I am all wrong?

Is this just a fool and test for me?

[叮, 浚 浚 blackening value -20, current blackening value 20]

Ye Hao just stopped Mu Yuanqing, but he did not expect that he was desperate to send a sword to Zongtang, but Zongtang did not escape. He clearly could avoid it, but he did not...

Ye Hao rushed over, holding a hand of Mu Yuanqing, his voice trembled with a cold, "Stop!"

Mu Yuanqing is still full of hate. He looks at Ye Xie with grief and indignation. He said, "Senior brother, do you still love him? If he is alive, why not come back to you, why he doesn't come back... ..."

Mu Yuanqing’s voice suddenly whimpered, hoarse, and his eyes were red: “If he comes back, you will not go to the spirit wall, you will not...”

You will not die, nothing will happen.

Ye Hao’s eyes changed slightly, and it seemed to recall something that was a long time ago. His voice was low: “Not like this...”

Mu Yuanqing screamed: "What is it? Don't you go to the spirit wall because of him?"

Ye Hao’s voice was stagnation, he did go for it, but... that was his fault, and he had nothing to do with Zongtang. At the beginning, it was always the most painful scar in his heart. I didn't want to mention it to anyone, but he didn't want Mu Qiqing to continue to misunderstand Zongtang.

Ye Hao was silent for a long time and finally said: "That is what I owe him."

Mu Yuanqing did not understand, even if Zong Pu was very good to Ye Hao, Ye Hao would like to understand him well, but now Zong Yi is so tortured and humiliated, even if it is better, it will be offset.

Ye Hao saw what Mu Yuanqing thought, and sighed with a sigh of relief. The word said: "He is the one I killed by myself."

Mu Yuanqing's eyes widened, and for a moment he seemed to suspect that he had misunderstood. This is even more incredible than he learned that the demon statue is Zongtang.

Ye Hao’s eyes were sad and helpless, and slowly said: “Let’s go, don’t worry about me anymore, Master has been worried about you...”

Mu Yuanqing was in the same place and could not move.

Ye Xie saw that he should not shoot Zongtang again. At this moment, he did not have time to talk to Mu Yuanqing again. He quickly supported Zongxi’s body and took out the sword of Mu Yuanqing, and then immediately held it down by hand. Spirituality rushed out to heal the wounds of the Ancestral Hall.

Ye Hao looked at Zongtang as he looked like, but he was very weak. How could he still take care of Zongtang? I just shouted, and immediately the magician who was waiting outside was coming in.

Those demons saw the ancestral wounds hurt like this, one by one, and then looked at Mu Yuanqing with anger.

But Mu Yuanqing did not respond. He always stood still and did not move. The truth should not be like this... Things, how could it be like this...

Zong Yu’s eyes were stunned. He felt that he was in another space. What he said next, what he was doing, was separated by a layer of anything... Hearing clearly, he could not hear clearly.

He seems to see Ye Hao anxiously blocking Mu Yuanqing, and then he is worried about healing him, helping him and protecting him...

However, he felt that it was not bad to die like this.

Just when he almost wanted to give up, he seemed to hear Ye Hao talking to him, his eyes worried, his lips one by one... but he didn't hold on, and finally closed his eyes and fell down.

The action of Ye Hao slowly falling to the ground, like a switch, finally dragged Zongtang back to the cruel reality.

He remembered, Ye Hao was injured, the injury was very heavy... very heavy...

Zong Yi coughed abruptly, coughed up a blood, looked at the imposing magic repairs around him, his eyes slowly recovered from the cold and majestic, "Let Mu Yuanqing go, do not allow hands."

That is Ye Hao’s most distressed little teacher. If he dies here, Ye Hao will be sad...

Those who repaired one hatred and looked at Mu Yuanqing, this Taoist dare to hurt the Lord in the Magic Palace, it is their shameful shame! They can't wait to live and eat his flesh and blood, let him try to refine the soul and suffer, but the Lord does not let it, can only bear it.

After Zong Pu’s instructions, he picked up Ye Hao, who was fainting, and took him back to his bedroom to ensure safety. Then he finally couldn’t support it and closed his eyes.

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I don't know how long it took, and Zong Yi slowly woke up.

He had a moment of disappointment. After a while, he finally remembered everything. When he turned his head, he saw a cold man in white sleeping quietly beside him. His face was exactly the same as before, and his expression was quiet.

However, Zongtang did not even lie to himself.

Because the jade of Ye Xiaomei reminded him that the person he loved has already died once, and his current body is just a cage that he himself built for him in the memory.

The once beautiful cyan jade, now gray, one of the conspicuous cracks, reminds him of the irreparable fault he committed.

Zongtang felt that his eyes had a feeling of fever, but in the end nothing flowed down, because he was used to being strong and cold, strangled in the dangerous demon domain, in order to survive and become stronger and abandon his own conscience, he would not bow down... So much time, I don’t know what is weak.

He slowly reached out and held Ye Hao in his arms, bowed his head, and the cool lips fell on the cracked jade.

The kiss was very light and light, gentle and restrained, and Ye Hao did not react, and still slept very deeply.

The heart of Zongxi is cold, painful until the blood is solidified...

This spiritual wall is originally what you want to prepare for me, I don't know.

Not only do I not know this, but I snatched it away, let it become a cage that bans you, binds your soul, breaks your foundation, destroys your path, and traps you in a piece of jade. dead.

You want to use it to save me, but I turn it into, bringing you the roots of endless suffering...

The ancestors closed their eyes, and the wounds on their bodies were less than the pain of one in ten thousand in his heart. This is how to make people, and this will be the step of today.

If I didn't take you to the original ruins, wouldn't everything happen?

Isn’t it, we are still a benevolent...

Zongtang slowly gathered his arms as if to use everything and feel the temperature of the person in his arms. However, Ye Hao’s body is very cold. The damage of the spiritual wall causes his source to be destroyed, and the body is declining a little... But this time, how can I save you?

He hugged him like this, in the quiet hall, as if it were turned into an ancient sculpture, blending into one.

Suddenly, Ye Hao moved slightly.

When Zongxi bowed his head, he saw Ye Hao's eyelashes vibrating and slowly opened his eyes, but his eyes were a painful color. His thin lips were slightly open, and he gave a painful and painful voice, moving his body closer to the Ancestral Hall. Go up and kiss him.

Zong Yi did not move, and his eyes were sad and dead. This kiss seemed a little flustered, anxious, expelled by pain, and lost his mind...

This is the evil fruit that I have caused, even if you have been seriously injured and dying, even if you are asleep, you will still be driven by instinct, and you will be awakened by pain. Even if there is only one body left, you will never escape and never escape. ......

This is what I am doing...

My favorite person, you said that there are causes in this world, and the consequences of my brewing should be borne by me.

In addition to the cross, there is a way to relieve your pain.

That is my heart.

Zong Yi bowed his head and gently kissed the lips of Ye Hao, his eyes fell in love and gentle.

[叮, 浚 浚 blackening value -10, current blackening value 10]

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Mu Yuanqing stood outside the dungeon of the Magic Palace, and even the clothes had not been changed, and the lost soul was standing there.

The magic guards looked around at him, although they all wanted to kill this **** ignorant Taoist monk, but the lord specifically told them not to move him, so they did not dare to act rashly. If they violated the meaning of the Lord, they would not Peel them cramps.

Mu Yuanqing stood up for a day and night, finally finally looked up and turned and went outside, but stopped without taking a few steps.

Watching his magic repair cold channel: "The Lord told you that you can leave, the road to the palace is over there, no one will move you, hurry and roll."

Mu Yuanqing did not move, but an expressionless opening: "Where is the demon statue?"

Mo Xiu said impatiently: "Where do you care for the Lord, roll!"

Mu Yuanqing looked at him coldly. "I asked you where the demon is, I want to see him, and I will not go!"

The magic repaired a surprise, did not expect that Mu Yuanqing not only did not go so arrogant, his eyes suddenly cold down: "How, do not want to stay still intend to stay? Really think that we do not dare to move you? I look at you like these hypocrites are not good."

Mu Yuanqing is not the opponent of these magic repairs at the moment, but he is not afraid. It seems that he has put his life and death out of his way. It is still the same sentence: "I want to see the demon."

Demons: "..."

Mu Yuanqing cold and cold: "He told me to leave, but did not tell me that I can't stay. I am his guest now. You are blocking me like this. I don't want to pass the connection. Isn't he afraid to punish you after he comes out?" ”

Lying in the trough, this sentence seems to have some truth... The Lord only told him that he can go, not to hurt him, and not to do anything else, if he and others are self-assertion, what if the Lord is not good enough to explain?

The demons took a look at each other and decided to go to the Ancestral Hall to avoid accidentally making a mistake.

In this way, Mu Yuanqing was brought to the bed of Zongtang.

The demon has been repaired for a long time, or carefully passed in. If the lord refuses to see him, he must make this cultivation better than death and then throw it out, but soon Zongyi will return, let Mu Yuan Qing went to see him.

The magic repaired a breath, but fortunately, he did not have the urge, he did not dare to be rude to Mu Yuanqing, cold face and invited him into it.

There is no one in the dormitory, no one is waiting on the weekdays, empty framed...only Zong and Ye Hao, so Mu Yuanqing did not meet people all the way, he passed the wide hall, along the black jade The paved ground finally reached the innermost room.

The door was not closed and it was opened with a single push.

Mu Yuanqing raised his head and his footsteps suddenly fell in place.

In the room where the gauze was lightly wrapped, the cold man in black black hair sat there. He was holding a cold man in white, his eyes were tender and in love, and the light outside fell on them, as if he had a layer Huimang.

A black and white, a cold and a soft, actually perfect integration, it seems that there is no longer a better fit for them.

It should have been a beautiful scene, but Mu Yuanqing felt that it seemed to contain endless sorrow and helplessness, like a short-lived dying moment, which made people marvel at the beauty and sigh.

Let outsiders not be able to set foot in it.

Mu Yuanqing was full of hatred in his heart, but if the truth of the death of Zongxi was what the brothers said...

So, who is right and wrong, who can say?

At least, he is not qualified to say.

Mu Yuanqing decided to stand there. He didn't know why he had to come to see Zongtang and his brother, and he didn't know what else he could do... Finally, he saw Zongtang slowly turning his head.

This cold face is not similar to the former ancestral temple, but the gentle look in the blue eyes seems to let Mu Yuanqing see the original ancestral hall.

The one who is always silent, steady and reliable, always guards the person around Ye Hao.

At this moment, Mu Yuanqing felt that Zongtang was back. He really would not hurt Ye Hao again, but he also felt that the price might be very heavy.

Zongxi’s eyes were dark and deep. He looked at Mu Yuanqing and slowly said, “Why don’t you go?”

Mu Yuanqing opened his mouth, for a long time, the voice was hoarse: "I... don't worry about my brother..."

"Oh." Zong Yi nodded, his face was calm and awkward, his voice was low and heavy: "Since you don't worry, you can live here, you can always come and go."

Mu Yuanqing licked his lips and hesitated for a moment and said, "I want to stay."

Zong Yi no longer cares about Mu Yuanqing. He looked down at the people in his arms. He clearly saw this face. He has been watching for thousands of years, but he seems to see that he is not enough. He doesn’t want to be tired. He just wants to live forever. Look down...

Mu Yuanqing suddenly had a feeling of sore throat. He shook his fist and turned and went out.

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When Ye Hao woke up, it was already two days later.

[Ye Wei: Brother, is there a big drop in the blackening value? 】

[888: Down, only 10 points left. 】

[Ye Ye: That's great! I know that this trick must be useful! 】

[888:......] He didn't even have the strength of a spicy chicken. He was too lazy to care for him.

[Ye Wei: But it’s strange, why didn’t my body have an attack? It has been several days, and it is reasonable to say that the Zongzong should give me the energy of love. 】

[888: I have already added it to you. 】

[Ye Wei: What Σ (° △ ° | | |) _ I did not feel at all! Sleeping so dead? 】

[888: Don't think too much, because he uses a better way to help you replenish energy, ensuring no pain and no feeling. In addition to sputum, Zongxi's heart blood is better and lasts longer. He used his heart to give you blood, and naturally he will not attack again. 】

[Ye Wei: ...]

[Ye's voice is weak: Is there such an alternative? 】

[888: Yes, surprise or surprise? 】

[Ye Wei: ...]

[888: So don't worry, he will help you solve the problem, indifferent jpg]

[Ye Wei: ...]

[Ye Wei: 5555 I don't like to drink blood, I don't like this method. 】

[888: You don't like to drink blood, then what do you like to "drink"? 】

[Ye: I am so embarrassed to say this person. 】

[888:......]mmp

Compared with seeing Zongxi's own heart, Ye Hao thinks that it is better, green has no side effects, and it is a renewable energy source. It is not harmful if it is used frequently...

This blood he drank a little conscience.

Ye Hao opened her eyes in sorrow and found herself alone in the house, a little surprised.

He sat up from the bed with his arms up and walked barefoot to the outside, just to see the ancestral walk in from the outside, both of them were a glimpse, standing in place and stopped.

I didn’t see it overnight, but I felt like I was separated.

For a long time, Zong Yi first lifted his footsteps and walked toward Ye Hao. His dark eyes were gentle. If he didn’t look carefully, he could hardly detect the hidden sadness and helplessness. He said, “You wake up, hungry. Yet?"

Ye Hao’s lips moved, his memory was still stuck before the fainting, and Mu Yuanqing’s sword against Zong’s thorns was worried: “Your injury...”

Zong Yan shook his head with a smile. "I'm fine. Mu Yuanqing's sword has no spiritual power and does not hurt me."

This is the truth. The sword of Mu Yuanqing did not hurt the origin of the ancestral temple. It was equivalent to the mortal spurting a sword. It was not as good as the injury caused by the shocking accidental blood flow, but the real injury was taken by him. This is caused by the blood of the heart, but this will hurt the source... but there is no need to let Ye Hao know.

Ye Hao lowered his eyes, he found that he did not know what to say, and now misunderstood, Zongtang no longer hates him, but they... can it be the same as before?

Probably not...

Zong Yi understands that Ye Hao is difficult to face him, but is he not? It’s just that this road is hard to suffer any more, and how can we give up.

Maybe he can't make up for the damage to Ye Hao, but he wants him to live...

Do your best to keep him alive...

Zongxi suppressed the desperate power in his heart, and said to Ye: "Mu Yuanqing refused to go and said that he would stay with me, I promised, and he can let him freely enter and exit."

Ye stunned and nodded.

As long as Mu Yuanqing is safe, his freedom has no right to interfere, but he is sorry for the involvement of him in his own grievances.

Zong Xiao smiled and looked at Ye Wei gently. "What else do you want to know?"

Ye Hao shook his head.

Zongtang went out to eat with Ye Hao. The many foods of this demon domain don't have to be bad outside. As a demon statue, the various treasures of Zongtang are the best. When you eat, Mu Yuanqing also comes. .

Mu Yuanqing still seems to have a heartfelt attitude towards Zongtang. His attitude is alienated and indifferent, but he has not done anything too much. He has ignored Zongtang, but he has spoken with Ye Hao, and his voice is like a relative.

Such a day... is really a dream.

After a few days, after a meal, Zongtang took a cup of herbal tea and placed it in front of Ye Hao. His expression seemed a little uneasy, his eyes suppressed the pain, and he said: "This is the herbal tea I cooked for you." If you drink it, it won't happen."

The leaf scorpion gaze at the medicinal tea. The tea is crystal clear amber, with a fragrant scent and looks very precious.

Ye Hao did not drink immediately, but said to Zong Yi: "In fact, you don't have to worry so much for me."

The pain of Zongxi’s eyes was even worse. He said with a dumb voice: "This is my fault... Besides, I am bothered by you, isn’t it? It’s just a cup of herbal tea, and I can’t talk about it.”

Ye Hao finally gently picked up the teacup, sniffing the nose, and suddenly sighed: "I will not drink this cup of tea."

Zongtang Huo Ran stood up, his hands clenched like a beast, and his voice was depressed and painful: "Why don't you drink, do you want to..." Want to endure the pain of involuntarily? !

Ye Hao faintly asked: "What kind of tea is this?"

Zongtang said: "I am the herbal tea for you."

Ye Hao decided to look at him for a long while, suddenly a loose hand, the cup fell to the ground, the tea sprinkled on the ground... He looked up and stared at the ancestral sorrow, and there seemed to be endless sadness in his eyes: "You think, I am so good to lie ?"

The expression of Zongxi suddenly froze.