Mozun is a love brain

Demon generals kept entering the army tent to report the battle situation on the front line, but the Demon Lord sitting above seemed a little absent-minded.

Cui Suchen finally ran out of patience, and put the paperweight heavily on the table, making a dull sound.

Everyone in the room was terrified.

The demon general kneeling below couldn't stop trembling, and scolded Wen Chuji, that lunatic eight hundred times in his heart.

The war started out as an unspoken political game between the two young leaders.

But just a few days ago, after Lord Mozun refined into the body of a heavenly demon in the Ten Thousand Devils Cave, everything changed.

After Wen Chuji heard the news, he rushed to Kunlun overnight to kill the old man Tianji who was the head of the sect, and imprisoned the Kunlun disciples.

He suppressed all opposing voices with thunderous means, and then launched a large-scale attack on Demon Realm.He even fought in person many times, and the demon army retreated steadily.

According to legend, when he was young, his younger brother was calculated by the old man Tianji to be the fate of the evil star of the world, and was handed over to Kunlun by his biological father to kill him.

But now that the real demon was born, he found that his younger brother who died young and the prophecy back then had all become a joke.

Crazy night.

"Honorable Lord, calm down! If it wasn't for that smell..."

"Shut up!" Cui Suchen threw the paperweight in front of the demon general, and interrupted forcefully, "How many times have I said this, I don't want to hear this name!"

Every time he heard this name, he would have a headache for no reason.

Something was struggling to get out from the deepest part of memory, but it was fruitless, and it could only bring him pain for nothing.

He pressed his forehead, opened his eyes and his face was full of anger:

"I haven't finished talking today? Get out of here!"

The demon general couldn't do it, so he had to apologize and retreat.

After everyone had left, Cui Suchen looked out the window, and sure enough, he found a sneaky figure there.

I'm still following, I don't know how long I've been listening to it.

After discovering the voyeur, he felt more at ease, leaning on the chair and stretching his body.

"Aren't your legs sore? Come in."

The sneaky guy was very happy when he heard this sentence, he immediately opened the curtain and got in, Xiaotiao ran to him, knelt down obediently, and called out sweetly:

"Owner."

Cui Suchen was amused for a while, and reached out to rub his face wantonly.

"Where did you learn such a mess?"

"I heard it when I was looking for you on the street." The man glanced at him cautiously, "If you don't like it, then...husband? Your husband?"

Cui Suchen exerted force on his hands, twisting him until he grinned.

He took a deep breath:

"Call it like it was at the beginning."

How could you be so softhearted and bring this thing out.

Hei Tian Dao, or in other words, false Tian Dao.

After he escaped into the Demon Realm, the edge of life and death dragged him back forcefully with a will, but because of this, he became possessed by the Demon Realm and could no longer wash away the stigma imposed on him.

After becoming a demon, all his talents have been strengthened, and the defects on his body have also been infinitely magnified.

The missing piece in his soul tortured him day and night.

He has sought destruction countless times in extreme pain and despair.

However, his obsession is to survive.

He couldn't even end his own suffering.

He entered the center of the Demon Realm and asked those Demons for help:

"Help me, kill me."

But countless times when the blade was about to brush the neck, he simply and neatly twisted off the head of the person who came.

Unless there is some force so strong that it is close to the law, it can completely ignore his will and return him to dust.

Later, he heard an old devil who was rescued by him in an avalanche tell the truth about the Ten Thousand Devils Cave.

He had renewed hope.

He became the co-lord of the Demon Realm and possessed the power to open the Ten Thousand Demon Caves.

Then he threw himself into it alone, and fought endlessly with those wandering resentful souls for seven days and seven nights.

After the last demon dissipated in his hands, the world changed color, and all the resentment and hatred here turned into his power, and he became powerful to a height that no one before him had ever reached.

The demon was born.

Then, he heard a sigh from the ancient prehistoric times.

That was the last son of luck.

In the prehistoric times, the aura was far more abundant than it is now, and monsters and beasts were rampant on the earth, and the strength of the human cultivators far surpassed the pampered cultivators of today.

And he is the pinnacle.

He even used the human body to rewrite the laws for the earth, infinitely approaching the way of heaven itself through thousands of years of accumulation.

Cui Suchen shook his head slightly, and a naked man appeared in front of his eyes.

The man opened his eyes, and his figure was clearly reflected in the extremely pale amber pupils.

Suddenly there was an extremely absurd feeling in my heart.

A voice told him that he went around in a big circle in a bizarre way, and finally fulfilled his long-cherished wish thousands of years ago.

He forgot his original purpose, walked towards the man, and hugged him tightly with open arms.

"You are free, let yourself go."

This is what he said, and it was also said to himself.

The invisible pressure on his body and spirit dissipated.

The man hesitated for a while, imitated him and put his hands on his back, and spoke with difficulty in a rather awkward way:

"Don't...don't cry."

From then on, behind him was a follower who couldn't get rid of him no matter what.

He may already be the most powerful existence in the world, but he doesn't know much about this world.

He has too many things to learn from scratch, even the way of vocalization needs to be relearned.

Cui Suchen brought him out and taught him some things slowly.

He learned quickly, and it didn't take long for him to speak a standard official accent.

Cui Suchen doesn't need to teach other subtle living habits, he can also copy them to himself through observation.

Later, he asked Cui Suchen for a name.

Naming is a rather sacred thing among practitioners.

Once a name is given to something, it means that their fate is linked together from then on, and they have feelings and a lifelong bond.

Not to mention a living person.

He rejected the man's request, and abandoned him in a panic and returned to Wangcheng.

But he forgot that finding him is a trivial matter for Pseudo Heavenly Dao.

That person followed him all the time, but never took the initiative to appear in front of him.It will only be far behind, watching him quietly with a kind of eager eyes like a small animal.

He came back to his senses, met the man's clear eyes, sighed, and compromised:

"Do you remember your old name?"

"before?"

"Forget it, don't worry about it. I'm not very good at naming..."

Cui Suchen thought for a while, and remembered the legend about the son of luck that he had heard.

The people of ancient times worshiped the sun, and the son of luck was also regarded as the incarnation of the rising sun, and there seemed to be a... what was it in his name?

After being enchanted, his temper became much worse than before, and his memory also deteriorated. After thinking hard for a long time, he gave up thinking, and broke the jar and said:

"Then it's called Sundial View. It means the shadow of the sun. What do you think?"

"Ok!"

Dial King buried his face in his palm and rubbed it happily.

"I like it so much, as much as I like you."

"..."

Cui Suchen froze for a moment, got up and left, leaving Diu Jing who had just been named looking at him pitifully.

After a while, Sundial, who was thrown down again, lowered his head, looked at the lines on his palm, and showed a faint smile.

"Fate is connected, so happy."

----

Facing Wen Chuji's increasingly frenzied offensive, Cui Suchen, who was used to idleness, had to pick up state affairs and became busy.

Most of the time, Sundial Jing would stay by his side obediently, and would go out occasionally to bring him some messy gadgets as gifts.

He strictly forbade Sundial King from interfering with his "private affairs".

Apart from being afraid that his unknown power would bring about changes in the world, he couldn't say why, but he didn't want the sundial scene to be stained with blood and filth, perhaps because of his little selfishness.

He wanted that person to be so simple and happy forever.

Unknowingly, he had already invested too much affection that he shouldn't have in him.

Finally, the situation on the front line has improved.

He used spells in a valley to destroy the terrain, causing Wen Chuji some injuries. After Zhengdao retreated, he also recalled most of the generals, and held a banquet in the magic palace to reward them.

At the climax of the banquet, the ministers first boasted about him, and then pretended to be joking and asked to present a group of beauties for him.

When he practiced in his early years, he advocated restraint of human desires, and he has never been interested in sensuality.

Half drunk and half awake, curiosity gradually overwhelmed reason.

Sure enough, no emperor can escape forced marriage?

I just take a look at what kind of dedication it is... just take a look.

He nodded in agreement, urging people to be brought up.

The ministers were ecstatic, and immediately gave orders to let people lead a group of young women with slim figures and tulle masks to perform dances.

After a few dances, Cui Suchen thought it was true. Although he was a little disappointed, he still took the lead and applauded to save face.

What should I do next?

Cui Suchen tried hard to recall the storybooks of emperors and concubines he had read before, and waved his hand:

"Okay, go and serve whoever you like."

After finishing speaking, in order to avoid the embarrassment of some thick-skinned people approaching him, he added another sentence:

"Go back where you came from, don't come to this deity."

After hearing his words, the people below were all dripping with cold sweat.

The beauties trembled and returned to their respective patriarchs, and the ministers turned pale with fright, for fear that the Mozun's next sentence would be a crime.

Cui Suchen looked around, feeling a little strange, and asked very seriously:

"What? Don't want to?"

They were obviously chosen by themselves, but the faces of one and two are still so ugly.Is it possible that everyone has their eyes on me?Not so.

The officials were horrified, and hurriedly pulled the younger generation of the family around them, and knelt down neatly in a large area underneath.

Cui Suchen:?

He stood up and looked down, but he caught sight of a figure who looked particularly abrupt at this moment.

She didn't go to any of the ministers, her eyes were fixed on the toe of her shoes, and she stood there awkwardly with her sleeves pulled.

Everyone around knelt down, and she who was hiding in the corner suddenly stood out.

Cui Suchen opened a pair of drunken eyes, and looked up and down the woman in disbelief.

In this world, there is such a strong girl?

The more he looked at the "woman", the more familiar he looked, and finally he tasted it right, and he held his breath in his chest, neither sighing nor swallowing.

He went straight to the man, grabbed his wrist and pulled him out in public.

Walking to a secluded garden, he sensed his surroundings, and after confirming that there was no one there, he stretched out his hand and pulled the veil off.

"Is it fun?"

He threw the veil aside, looked at the shy and timid scene in front of him clutching his chest, and almost didn't lift it up in one breath.

Dial Jing glanced at him several times, and said aggrievedly:

"Do you want someone else, don't want to accept the concubine?"

"Do I look like someone who marries a wife..." Cui Suchen subconsciously said what he said when he rejected his admirers in the early years, he paused, and looked at Dial Jing, "What are you talking about?"

Dial Jing summoned up his courage, grasped his sleeve and knelt down.

"I really like you so much, I only like you in the whole world, and I only want you alone.

Can you also only like me? "

In the latter sentence, he almost begged him with an extremely humble attitude.

"Why are you?"

His heart beat suddenly quickened.

"I do not know why either.

But it is because of you that I am human again, that I was happy for the first time, and that I learned to live normally because of you.You are my whole life. "

"And... when I saw you for the first time, you seemed very sad. I feel bad when you cry. I don't want to see you cry again, even for me. "

After he finished talking a lot, he returned to the awkward look at the beginning, averting his eyes and not daring to look at him.

……

"it is good."

Sundial King suddenly raised his head.

Cui Suchen avoided his gaze, blushed a lot, but still frowned and said firmly:

"Isn't it just that I don't accept concubines? Anyway, I am a terrible person, and getting married is also a burden to others."

Dial King looked at him, the light in his eyes dimmed.

Cui Suchen saw that his heart was tightly squeezed, but the words had already been spoken, so he could only bite the bullet and continue talking:

"So can I beg you to find less trouble for me in the future? Look at your trouble today, how will I explain it when I go back?"

He looked down at the sundial, trying to divert his attention:

"And that thing on your chest, isn't it tight? Take it out quickly."

After finishing speaking, he immediately stretched out his hand to grab it himself, but he touched a whole piece of hot, hard and soft...

He didn't react for a while, and subconsciously grabbed a handful...

fuck.

Dial King was a little puzzled, and said:

"Master, I didn't put anything on, you touched me..."

"Shut up! Besides, I regret it!"

Cui Suchen shook his hand away, and said angrily.

"Owner?"

"It's annoying, don't follow!"

"Owner……"

"roll!"

----

After the troubles of the last time, the sundial scene disappeared for a few days and then returned to its previous appearance, but it was more regular than before, or in other words, it was much more unfamiliar.

Cui Suchen's face relaxed a lot, but he felt a suffocating sadness in his heart.

He spent almost all of his life on surviving and becoming stronger. Faced with such pure and passionate feelings, he subconsciously chose to escape.

He didn't know how to love someone at all.

Ever since Wen Chuji was injured last time, there has been no movement from the Zhengdao side for a long time.

The truce lasted abnormally for several months, and the uneasiness in Cui Suchen's heart was magnified day by day.

He only met the fairy head once, but he knew him far better than he imagined.

That man was the most inconspicuous male wolf in the pack.

But once he has identified a certain enemy, even if he breaks away from the ethnic group and spends his whole life chasing after him, he will have to retaliate thousands of times and thousands of times back.

And now, he's staring at himself.

In extreme despair, he piled up all his hatred on himself.

And a... poor man.

Finally, he waited for Wen Chuji's revenge.

He meets an old man.

That person was one of the few casual cultivator friends in his youth. He helped him sell the proceeds from the secret realm for a long time, and occasionally accompanied him.

After the Immortal Alliance Conference, he fled into the Demon Realm and never saw him again.

After so many years, he took the initiative to come to the Demon Realm to look for him at this juncture...

But even so, Cui Suchen still wanted to meet him.

……

He regretted it.

The old man was lying in his arms, the blood couldn't stop flowing, and his throat was like a bellows, and he gasped in pain. Cui Suchen held down the huge bleeding mouth on his chest at a loss, and said one by one: "I'm sorry. .”

He coughed out a mouthful of blood with visceral residues, and smiled with difficulty:

"I got married a few days ago. My wife is a mortal without spiritual roots. But I am willing to give up my previous life for her. We are very happy."

"Suchen, good brother, I'm sorry. He didn't force me, I came here by myself. I...cough cough! I don't want the war to continue."

"Go, go anywhere, and make sure he can't find you. This war has nothing to do with good and evil, and that person has gone crazy..."

He put his blood-soaked hand in his and shook it lightly.

"If you have someone you like, you must remember to bring..."

His breathing stopped.

From this moment on, his short peaceful life was completely broken.

Endless assassinations, overwhelming conspiracies.

He has never been so tired.

After finishing the matter, he returned to the bedroom. He played a little temper on the way, threw away the boots on his feet, and walked barefoot in the snow.

After being enchanted, the toughness of his body doubled, and ordinary swords could no longer hurt him.

But at the same time, he also lost the ability to feel the soft snowflakes falling on the palm of his hand.

Now only by walking barefoot on the cold and hard snow of Moyu can remind him of the feeling of running barefoot on the soft snow when he was a child.

He was concentrating on it when he was suddenly hugged by a person.

He raised his head in astonishment, and met Dial King's extremely rare eyes with a little anger.

Dial Jing carried him to the steps in front of the hall, put him on his lap and sat down, then breathed out warm air in the palm of his hand, bent down and rubbed his cold feet.

Cui Suchen felt a little cramped, so he moved outside.

"Don't... I'm not cold."

Sundial King held him down.

"Don't always reject me, okay? Apart from these, I don't know what else I can do for you."

Cui Suchen stopped struggling.

Dial King hugged him from behind and buried his head in the crook of his neck.

"I don't know what you're up to or why you're sad.

But no matter what happens ahead, I will always be here waiting for you. "

Cui Suchen was stunned for a long time.

"Starting tomorrow...you can go to court with me."

He opened up to the sundial scene everything that had been carefully concealed.Every day he took him to review the memorials and angrily reprimanded the officials.Deal with spies and assassins in front of him, and become that night-cry demon in front of him.

Diu Jing was more clingy to him than before, every time he scolded all the ministers away, he would pick the right time to come out and act like a baby.

And it gets stickier as you go to the back, and sometimes you want to play hard to get when your brain is twitching, hiding in the corner and looking at him pitifully, and you have to wait for him to yell before coming out to make trouble.It made him wonder repeatedly whether this guy's mind has degenerated.

It's hard to understand, but Cui Suchen still chose to indulge endlessly.

In the past, when the relationship was more like a master and a servant, Diu Jing actually didn't like to call him "master", even though he was careful to please him in everything.

But now their relationship is more like family members, Diu Jing shouted very cheerfully, and became unruly in talking and doing things again.

Even so, it is not impossible to get used to him more.

Cui Suchen walked towards the dormitory with bare feet, seeing Dijing, who was sitting on the steps waiting for him, ran over angrily, with a somewhat nasty smile on his face.

"Where are the shoes?"

"I threw it halfway, you have the ability to go back and pick it up."

"Master! I'm angry!"

"Okay, okay, go back and look for it."

With the company of Sundial King, the tragedies that are repeated every day become nothing worth mentioning.

He began to look forward to returning home every night, looking forward to running barefoot on the snow like a little boy, and then being escorted back to find shoes by a guy who was also extremely childish.

He carefully walked around the guards patrolling the road with the sundial, and his shame made his heart beat even more violently.

The more you live, the more you go back, it's embarrassing.

But really... very happy.

----

He originally thought that this ridiculous tranquility could last for a long time, and he could always be so restrained and gentle with that person.

But after spending so long in Gentle Township, he gradually forgot one thing.

His opponent is not his little lover, Wen Chuji will not give him the slightest tenderness.

He meets the wife of the old man who broke his peaceful life.

Her appearance is not stunning, compared to him, she is as ordinary as a nameless flower that can be seen everywhere on the roadside.

But the quiet and gentle aura exuding from her makes people easily calm down, and it is also easy to want to spend the rest of their lives with her, the years are long.

She must be a very nice person.

As it turns out, it does.

She heard that her beloved husband had died at the hands of the Demon Lord, so she did not hesitate to go to the fairy sect and train herself into a living corpse puppet to seek revenge from him.

But she endured so much pain, and her heart softened the moment she saw him.

She pushed him away just moments before her body exploded.

Cui Suchen looked numbly at the bloody mud on his hands, and suddenly remembered that he had seen her before.

There is a noodle stall opposite the black market where the old man sold Lingbao on his behalf. The stall owner's daughter is a half-grown girl.

She is a little shy of strangers, and usually hides behind the curtain to help the kitchen.Only when an old friend came to eat noodles at the stall, would he run out timidly and ask him for a big grasshopper made of grass leaves.

We actually got together, brat, but you really belong.

……

She still remembers me.

He completely collapsed, and then lost control, as well as the feelings that were originally buried deep in his heart.

He woke up the sundial scene in his sleep, and in a bloody suit, he kissed him recklessly and pushed him onto the bed.

Dial Jing was quite frightened by his abnormal appearance, coupled with the lack of knowledge in some aspects, he had no idea what Cui Suchen wanted to do.

"Didn't you listen to me?"

"……without me……"

"Then don't talk." He bent down, "Dujing, give me a hug."

When he said this, his eyes were dull, and there was pain that could no longer be suppressed in the pitch-black stagnant water.

Dial Jing was stunned for a moment, and stepped forward to hug him:

"Don't be sad anymore, I will listen to you in everything."

What happened next became more logical.

He gritted his teeth and endured the whole process, until the last release, tears finally broke the shackles on his heart, and flowed from the corners of his eyes:

"Dial King, Sundial King... I'm really uncomfortable. I can't figure it out, what did I do wrong? If I was executed as an evil cultivator in collusion with the Demon Realm at the Immortal Alliance Conference, would it be the best? Is it over?"

"No, if I die at that time, what will you do? You may have to wait another thousand or ten thousand years..."

"You know it will become like that, so don't say these words anymore." Diu Jing grabbed his hand, covered it and put it on his face, "Please, for me, treat it as it is for me, don't say it again." Think about that, Su Chen, please."

Cui Suchen slowly closed his eyes and said:

"This is the first time you've called me by my name. Well, I promise you. No matter what happens, no matter where you are, I will..."

Do not say.

He stopped suddenly.

Something, perhaps his own will, prevented him from uttering the rest of the sentence.

Say no more.

will cause irreversible results.

Will suffer forever and ever again.

He tried a few more times, but he really couldn't speak anymore, and he couldn't remember anymore.

Dial Jing seemed to have heard his unfinished words, bent his brows and eyes, raised his hand and hooked his little finger:

"We agreed, and I'll never forget it."

Cui Suchen was silent for a while, then buried his head into his neck:

"Ah."

----

After that time, there was a strange tacit understanding between him and Dial Jing.

Ever since he started the second session, he would have a bone-destroying desire every once in a while.

Not just physical desires, but more a desire from the depths of the soul.

It was so strong that if he couldn't be comforted immediately, his whole body would be burned to death by the flame together with his soul.

Fortunately, no matter where he is, as long as he looks at him or makes a slight movement, Diu Jing will know what he wants.

He still remembers a time when he took a sundial view to a small town on the border for a private visit.

When he walked to a lively market, he suddenly fell into an addiction, and was carried into an alley in a daze.

He was pressed against the rough wall and endured it all the time, surrounded by noisy conversations, and through the thatch that was put down as a cover, he could vaguely see the people passing by on the main road in the distance.

I don't know how long it took before the meeting broke up, and he buried his head tightly in the arms of Sundial King to silence the sound in his mouth, and what echoed in his ears became the clear sound of water.

After returning to the magic palace, he couldn't help but start to reflect.

With his usual temperament, as long as he can find problems in himself, he will never take the initiative to find others.

So he simply ignored the culprit, and began to question whether there was really something wrong with his body after being possessed.

After forcibly putting all the pot on his head, he thought of a problem that he had never even thought about before.

He got up suddenly, squatted in front of the hall and blew the cold wind in the middle of the night.

It wasn't until Dial King came up to look for him that he slowly stood up, facing the faint morning light breaking through the clouds, and said such a sentence:

"Du Jing, are you willing... to marry me?"

The Demon King got married.

For the first time since he came to the throne, he pardoned the world and released some prisoners who were not worthy of death back home.

The whole city was covered with red silk. He started from the city gate with a sundial view, walked through most of the capital into the magic palace, and then stepped over the brazier and entered the bridal chamber.

He didn't drink well, and after a few drinks he was already slightly tipsy. He was sitting on the bed rubbing his forehead when he saw Dial Jing change clothes quickly and knelt down to his knees.

Dial Jing had taken off the groom's suit that matched him, and replaced it with a bride's suit that was also shining red.

He opened his eyes, not knowing what kind of tricks he was trying to play.

Dial Jing skillfully untied his girdle, tilted his head and smiled, his red lips were charming, with a bit of a little girl's obsequiousness.

"Husband, just lie down and let this concubine take good care of you."

Cui Suchen was a little horrified, and subconsciously wanted to refuse, but he couldn't help but feel the reaction, so he lay down stiffly and let him go.

In the end, he knelt on the bed like the first time, and was hugged from behind by his "new wife".

The rouge on the lips of the beauty behind him got all over his neck and back during the fierce kiss, and mixed with the marks from the kiss, it bloomed everywhere.

But that's not all. Today's Dial King was extremely crazy. While breaking him down and crying bitterly, he licked his ears and breathed into his ears.

"Husband, relax, you are too tight, I feel uncomfortable."

"Husband, you are amazing, my concubine is so comfortable."

"Husband, husband, husband... come, take it."

While releasing it, he increased the force, and after some bumps, Cui Suchen completely lost consciousness.

Only then did he close to his ear, sighing hoarsely:

"Suchen, I love you."

"At this point, I will give you all my soul fragments. You must take him well, and don't lose them."

He hugged the sleeping person carefully in his arms, and whispered:

"If you lose him, when I find you in the future, even if I miss you again, I won't take the initiative to recognize you."

"You have to recognize me yourself, or I'll hide it from you for the rest of your life. You owe me this."

----

Wen Chuji read the autographed letter in his hand, and looked at the white-haired boy sitting across from him with a half-smile.

"Calculate?"

The boy lowered his eyes and smiled.

"Don't bother, Lord Mozun has written it so clearly. It's nothing more than worrying in my heart after getting married. I hope I can talk to you and end the war as soon as possible."

He looked up at Wen Chuji.

"Between the lines, the feelings are sincere. People are willing to risk their lives to go deep into the enemy's camp and bow their heads to you. What is Sect Master Wen's intention this time?"

With a flick of Wen Chuji's wrist, the handwritten letter turned into dust.

"His strength comes from resentment, and any other emotion will weaken him. How can I let go of such a good opportunity? Of course, I want to be good, good, recruit, treat, him!"

Cui Suchen watched Sundial King wrinkle his neat collar again, sighed and patted him.

"Okay, don't bother, are you so reluctant?"

He grabbed Dial Jing's hand, held it in both hands, and squeezed it in the palm of his hand.

"I'll go and express my sincerity, and I'll leave the rest to the envoy, and I'll be back soon."

Dial Jing was not happy at all, and looked at him with resentment on his face.

"We've only been married for less than half a month, and you're about to abandon me."

Cui Suchen suffocated for a while, hugged him and coaxed him for a long time, and swore a few poisonous oaths to the sky, saying that he would never pay more attention to the little goblin and wild man outside, and then he was reluctantly let go by Zhong Jing.

He breathed a sigh of relief and said softly:

"wait me back."