After my junior brother lost his spouse, the whole cultivation world came to smell the smell

Lin Songyan remembered that when Brother Can found out that Lin Songyan had a poisonous insect in his body, he clearly said, "I can cure you."

However, Lin Songyan never expected that what Brother Can discovered was a dead love insect, which would no longer have any effect on Lin Songyan.

Brother Can had accidentally killed the love Gu a long time ago, but he concealed this fact, making Lin Songyan think that he missed Mo Cangming because of the love Gu.

No wonder he has been able to control his thoughts so well during this year.

When he wanted to stop recalling Mo Cangming, he could easily kill the thought.

He thought he had made some progress and could control the love poison.

It turned out that only because the love poison died could he stop being so sad and depressed as he was a year ago.

"Hahahaha, little Lu Ding, you've been deceiving yourself. Do you think your loyalty to Mo Cangming is the thoughts of a bug?"

The expression of the nightmare demon was evil, twisted, and arrogant, and it appeared on Mo Cangming's face, making Lin Songyan feel extremely sick.

"Anyway, so many people came to snatch you today, but the only one missing was Mo Cangming, the one you were looking forward to and loved the most. If you are so disappointed, why don't you just stay with me? I can spend my whole life with you."

"How do you like him to look? Holding you in circles? Serving you food? Or giving you pleasure in bed? Do you want to see him being solemn and dignified? I can show you all of these!"

"He doesn't want you anyway, so I'm here to get you! We can each get what we need, isn't that good?"

Anyone in this world would probably be moved by what the Nightmare said.

Just imagine that you can live your whole life with the person you love, or even the idol that is out of your reach, in the place you always dream of, and you can ask him to do anything.

If such a dream comes true, there will still be many people willing to do it, even if one day they will be completely devoured to death by the nightmare demon and have all the three essences and three treasures in their bodies sucked dry.

But Lin Songyan stared at him with a bone-chilling expression.

"Have you said enough?"

The Nightmare Demon paused and stopped smiling.

Lin Songyan twisted his lips into a smile, raised the sharp sword, and used the tip of the sword to lift the chin of the Nightmare Demon.

"I'm telling you, even if Mo Cangming himself came, I still wouldn't make peace with him again."

"The relationship between us cannot be explained by whether we love each other or not. He owes me something, and he can't pay it back."

After saying this, Lin Songyan raised his heel and thrust his sword, piercing the throat of the nightmare demon in one fell swoop.

The blood spread to Lin Songyan's hands and splashed on the cuffs of his gauze clothes.

boom--

The dark blue sky and deep green tree shadows around flickered again like burning paper ashes!

What Lin Songyan saw before his eyes was a tranquil river, with golden starlight shining through.

Nanla River.

The face in front of him was no longer Mo Cangming, but Lan Hanxing's.

Immediately afterwards, Fu Mingguang, the Rat Demon, and Green Hair appeared, all those who had hurt him in the past.

Lin Songyan's hands began to twitch uncontrollably, especially when he saw Lan Hanxing, fear filled his heart, making him feel like he was drowning and unable to breathe.

"There are three thousand worlds here. You don't think that your beloved Mo Cangming is the only one in there, do you?"

Lan Hanxing, Fu Mingguang and others approached and said at the same time, "Since you don't want to spend your whole life here with Mo Cangming, then spend your whole life with us!"

"Would you like us to take turns, or do it all together?"

"Lin Songyan, this is your fate, the fate of a furnace!"

This nightmare was so terrifying that Lin Songyan's breathing became more and more rapid. He tried his best to control his fingers to hold the sword tightly.

He chopped forward, and the sword energy emitted an arc of golden light, illuminating the eyes.

"I'm not afraid of you! I'm not afraid!"

However, after cutting off one piece, there is still one piece left.

Immortality and reincarnation of nightmare.

Lin Songyan was forced onto a bamboo raft by them, fell into the Nanla River, and sank into the dark river water.

His sword dropped and fell vertically into the river mud and sand.

He spat out a string of bubbles and tried to escape using his hands and feet but failed.

It became increasingly quiet around him, and even his own voice could no longer be heard.

But Lan Hanxing and Fu Mingguang’s faces were still in front of him, and they wanted to rush over to hug him and kiss him!

Lin Songyan wanted to push them away. He didn't want this ending. He didn't want it! But he was powerless to resist. His whole body was twitching in the cold river water.

Swah——

A cluster of blood-red smoke suddenly flashed around, and it was like a whirlpool under the water, gradually engulfing Lin Songyan and causing him to fall.

The faces of those people were shattered by the impact of the bloody smoke, and Lin Songyan smelled a strong sweet fragrance, which was so familiar that it penetrated into his bones.

In panic, he grabbed the man's neck and rubbed it with his fingers, feeling small teeth marks.

Further down, there was a sharp crystal on his chest. The man shuddered and actually grabbed his hand to prevent him from touching it.

Immediately afterwards, two fingers were put into Lin Songyan's mouth, stirring it and causing him to dry heave.

But the man didn't even give him a chance to spit it out and just kept stuffing it in.

Lin Songyan choked and coughed, and tears came out.

In revenge, he bit the man's finger hard, breaking it and causing bleeding.

It was a very familiar taste, with a rich sweet fragrance.

He suspected that this man wanted him to bite him. After he bit him and drank his blood, Lin Songyan's brain gradually became clear.

He tried to open his eyes, but a large hand pressed down on the back of his head, pressing hard on the man's chest.

Those blue crystal gem-like things hurt him. He thought, if these things grow on this person's chest, won't this person feel pain?

"what!"

Lin Songyan woke up with a start and found himself lying on a very flat stone.

He was covered with a dark robe with silver patterns, and there was no one around him.

It was as if he had just had a long and terrifying dream. He felt as if he was feeling uncomfortable because of that person's fingers pressing on his head one second ago, and woke up here the next second.

Lin Songyan was covered in cold sweat and felt the cold seeping through his bones. He put on the clothes, stood up, and looked at a field of wild grass that was more than a meter tall.

"Thank you."

The wild grass was swaying in the wind, and raindrops as big as beans fell on Lin Songyan's eyes.

More and more raindrops fell, making Lin Songyan's eyelashes covered with water droplets and his face covered with raging water marks.

The mountain wind was howling and the rain was pouring down, but he never looked back.

A moment later, Mo Cangming pulled the nightmare demon out from the tall grass.

He threw the Nightmare Demon violently against the tree. With a clang, Lin Songyan's Cijun Sword fell from the Nightmare Demon's body.

"Demon... Demon Lord, please spare me, Demon Lord, please spare me!" The Nightmare Demon was terrified to the extreme and let out a wail.

Mo Cangming kicked up the sword, held it in his palm, made a casual sword flower, and pointed it at the eyes of the nightmare demon.

"Don't even think about running away. You know, in my hands, the more you run, the more miserable your death will be."

The Nightmare has transformed into his true appearance, a short man with small eyes.

When he was alive, he loved to steal things while others were sleeping.

Once when he was breaking into a house and stealing, he happened to catch a madman. The madman woke up from his dream and saw him, so he tied him up.

Whenever the thief fell asleep, the madman would cut him with the knife, and when he fell asleep again, he would cut him again.

Thirteen thousand six hundred cuts, over a total of more than three hundred days, finally tortured him to death. After his death, he became a demon and specialized in the art of nightmares.

In the past, he was Mo Cangming's subordinate.

"Demon Lord... spare me, he just said that he has nothing to do with you. He said that even if you come in person, he will not forgive you!"

"He doesn't want to make peace with you anymore! I was just confused for a moment!"

"Look, he left without even looking back. You and your wife were husband and wife, so how could he not recognize your scent, clothes, and blood? He just doesn't want to see you again!"

"what--"

"what--"

"Ouch - stop cutting me, stop cutting my flesh!"

Mo Cangming cut the Nightmare Demon with his sword, saying as he cut, "Why did he suddenly mention me? Among the three thousand realms, which realm can make him think of me? Is it his hatred? Or his evil? Or the realm of killing?"

The Nightmare rolled his eyes, not knowing whether he should tell the truth. Mo Cangming actually didn't understand Lin Songyan's heart at all.

"Speak!" Mo Cangming slashed at him with his sword again, his eyeballs were as black as water.