The Years of Being the Male Lead Bai Yueguang

"Ding, congratulations to the host for completing the hidden mission and forcing the Chosen One out of the sect. The point reward is 5000, the hero's blackening value +5, the point reward is 500, and the current point balance is 11500"

Yan Song's eyes went dark, he lost consciousness in the exclamation, and didn't hear anything.

Qing Yuanzong was completely in chaos.

Yan Song's body was poisoned by the Demon Realm, and he could only be relieved, but not cured. Wuya Peak was busy taking care of him.Mochizuki also waited inside and out, with tears rolling in her eyes.

Standing by the side, Liu Jiang also clenched his fists tightly.

Senior brother, he is not what the second senior brother thinks at all. One day, if there is a chance, he will explain it clearly to the second senior brother.

And the fact that Qing Yuanzong raised a demon clan spread throughout Zhongsi within half a day.The elders and all the peak masters didn't care about Qing Yuanzong's face, and only offered a reward. As long as someone captures Cheng Mou alive and brings him back to Qing Yuanzong, within the reach of Qing Yuanzong, three things should be done.

In an instant, Zhongsi went crazy.

After obtaining the three promises of Yuanzong of the Qing Dynasty, what else is there to worry about?

As a result, there was a frenzy of arrests from the top and bottom of Zhongsi. The old and the young, the strong and the weak all wanted to catch Cheng Mou, and even a few courageous cultivators teamed up to go to the Demon Realm to catch Cheng Mou.

But what kind of person Cheng Mou is, he just told those people to go and never return, and their cultivation bases were even worse, and they couldn't even climb the Canglong Snow Mountain.So, after a period of time, more and more people lost their lives, and fewer and fewer people were whimsical, the reward order gradually faded, and everyone finally acquiesced to Cheng Mou, the unchallengeable devil emperor.

However, this is all for later.

At this moment, Yan Song was lying on the cold jade bed of Wuya Peak, his life and death uncertain.

Gu Xingzhi retreated from the crowd and concentrated on giving Yan Song the needles. The most important points were all vital points, and if there was a slight mistake, Yan Song would have escaped death.

He has heard about the toxicity of the half-moon, and it is one of the most difficult poisons in the Demon Realm. If the toxicity is suppressed in the first half of the month, it will suffer double the pain in the second half of the month. It is this double pain, if it is suppressed again, it will be quadrupled, until the final multiplier is accumulated until it cannot be endured without suppression, but the more suppressed, the more the double pain of last time, in the long run, a vicious circle.

The poisoned victims were tortured until their bones were broken, their skin and flesh festered, completely inhuman.

This is the terrible thing about this poison.

Gu Xingzhi's complexion was complicated, he looked at Yan Song who was lying on the bed, but his body was still twitching from the pain, he sighed, and with the last silver needle being sent in, the needle application was completed.

He lightly poured spiritual power into the silver needle, and saw the black poisonous blood oozing out from the skin, and the poisonous blood seeped more and more, and Gu Xingzhi's sigh became heavier and heavier.

The toxicity was suspended, and after two days of recuperation, Yan Song woke up leisurely.

Mochizuki and Liujiang rushed over, especially Mochizuki, who chattered to Yan Song about what had happened at the Qing Yuanzong in the past two days. Yan Song just woke up, but his mind was still not clear, he just felt confused, nothing at all I can't hear you clearly.

Seeing Yan Song's sluggish look, Liu Jiang quickly pulled Mochiyue away, and called softly, "Senior Brother, Senior Brother?"

Yan Song felt that his ears became clear for a moment, and his mind gradually cleared up, so he could see the situation around him clearly.

Liu Jiang desperately covered Wangyue's mouth, Wangyue stretched out his arms and legs like a salted fish and struggled there, while Gu Xingzhi was on the sidelines telling his disciples something.

Yan Song felt a little dizzy, coughed lightly, and this sound made all the people who were still moving stopped.

Yan Song shuddered: "It's... a little cold."

Gu Xingzhi looked at him with a sad expression on his face, how could a cultivator feel cold?

Liu Jiang didn't think much about it, and took out the mink cloak from the space ring, and wrapped it tightly around Yan Song.

Yan Song sat up from the cold jade bed, and nodded to Gu Xingzhi: "Master, let's go back to Lingduan Peak first."

Gu Xingzhi narrowed his eyes and nodded slightly.

After lying back on his bed, Yan Song felt a little more secure.

Liujiang Wangyue and the two little boys waited on Wan Yansong, looked at each other, and quietly left. ——The two of them were much more obedient.

"567, where is the plot now?"

567 seems to be quite idle these days, as soon as Yan Song called, it rushed over.

"Congratulations, host, you are almost consummated!"

Yan Song raised his eyebrows: "How?"

"Now the plot related to you has reached 80%. As long as you don't kill yourself, I will send you back to the real world after the task is completed."

"What about the points I owe?"

567 was strangely silent for a moment.

Yan Song's heartbeat suddenly accelerated: "What's wrong?"

"Host, in theory, you have to pay back those points, and you have to work for the system space until you pay back all the points you owe."

"What about non-theoretical?"

"You don't need to pay it back... Host, do you think I'll say that?" 567 smirked, "Theoretically speaking, you can pay it off in one go."

Yan Song: "..." It's as if you didn't say that. 567.

After a few days, Yan Song got better and ordered Liu Jiang Wangyue to bury all the things in Cheng Mou's house.

Liujiang Wangyue was very puzzled at first, but he didn't want to disobey the senior brother's order, so he had to obey obediently, dug a deep pit and buried Cheng Mou's daily clothes and used in the front yard.

Yan Song held a small hand stove, folded his hands in the wide sleeves, watched from the side the whole time, and finally added a sentence: "Let's erect a monument."

Liu Jiang was sweating profusely, filled up the hole and asked, "What's the question?"

"The tomb of junior brother Cheng Mou."

Liu Jiang: "..."

full moon:"……"

Liu Jiang: "Brother, this is not appropriate..."

Yan Songdao: "My junior brother has already died, what's wrong?"

Hearing these words, the hearts of the two children were tense, both sour and astringent, they were both silent.

——Senior brother's junior brother died, and the one who lives in the Demon Realm is nothing more than a Demon Race.

Yan Song was tired, he waved his hand casually and went back to the house.

The green trees on Lingduan Peak are evergreen, and there is no autumn or winter. Yan Song is still drowsy every day. After waking up, he puts on a big cloak, sits by the window, and looks into the distance with ecstasy—in fact, he is arguing with the system in his head.

But in the eyes of Liujiang and Wangyue, this scene has a different meaning—it just so happened that when Yan Song was wandering, his eyes happened to fall on Cheng Mou's tomb.

Even if he didn't mean to...

The wait will always be long, and sometimes Yan Song will hear a sentence or two about the Demon Realm from Liu Jiang, saying that the Holy Maiden Qianyu is recorded in the history of the Demon Emperor by the new Demon Emperor, that the Demon Realm has been exchanged blood, and that the new The Demon Emperor is quite prestigious, and he is a rare wise emperor in the Demon Realm.

At this moment, Yan Song would chuckle softly, and then he would not say a word.

Yan Song didn't know what to think, he dug a peach tree from the mortal world, planted it next to Cheng Mou's "grave mound", nourished it with spiritual power day and night, and ordered Liu Jiang Wangyue to take good care of it, and finally in the second year , Tender powder blooms all over the branches, often blooming and never losing.

There are no summers, autumns and winters on Lingduan Peak, and even time is static, and the faces of everyone on the mountain remain unchanged, as if the year and hour are just a series of meaningless numbers.

Yan Songxian was extremely bored, so he would go to the Lotus Terrace on the back mountain of Lingduan Peak to look for Shen Jianzhi, but Shen Jianzhi was a complete cultivator, so he didn't respond to him often, and even if he did, he would just ask about his sect What happened here, and what happened to Cheng Mou in the Demon Realm.

Yan Song couldn't find anything out of Liujiang Wangyue's mouth, most of the information he got from the system.

What Cheng Mou is doing now is probably to build the Demon Realm and strengthen the army to accumulate strength, but he has never bothered Zhongsi again.But Yan Song didn't tell Shen Jianzhi about the poison in his body, if he told him, there would be one more person to worry about.

Perhaps based on Shen Jianzhi's cultivation, he had already seen that Yan Song's cultivation was not the same as his physical condition at this time, so he just didn't say anything.

Shen Jianzhi saw clearly, and a vague voice came from behind the towering boulder: "At most two years later, he will attack Zhongsi."

Yan Song was fiddling with a green lotus pod in his hand, and said with lowered eyes: "And I want Qing Yuanzong to test the knife."

For a moment, both master and apprentice were speechless.

Shen Jianzhi paused for a long time before opening his mouth: "Go and tell Uncle Wei, tell him to guard the mountain guard formation. I hope that I can be more courageous as a teacher and break through this barrier before the traitor attacks."

Yan Song hurriedly persuaded him, after all, forcibly breaking through the pass would cause great physical damage, and Shen Jianzhi is now Qing Yuanzong's number one fighting force, if there is anything wrong with him, I'm afraid he will really fulfill that brat Cheng Mou's wish.

Yan Song went to find Shen Jianzhi a few times later, but Shen Jianzhi concentrated on rushing through the barrier and didn't respond again.

Yan Song was so idle all day long, except when he had to go to Wuya Peak when Ban Yueqian had an attack, he spent the rest of the time on Lingduan Peak.

If he had to add a time limit to this salted fish life, then he hoped it would be 1 years.

However, Shen Jianzhi's words soon came true.

Only one year later, the Omen instrument hanging over Xuanzhen Square seemed to feel something. The originally clear and crystal-clear transparent sphere became cloudy in an instant, and then lost all its support, and fell from the sky with a bang , smashed to pieces.

The debris splashed down, like an unsightly filth.

All the disciples of Yuanzong in the Qing Dynasty turned pale with fright, and the demon instrument fell, which was an ominous omen!

The Tianmo Instrument is the most sensitive thing to demonic energy, and the turbidity also shows the power of the demonic energy that appears in Zhongsi's land.

You know, ever since Qing Yuanzong stood on Zhongsi's land, the Tianmoyi has been hanging over Xuanzhen Square.Over the years, this situation has never happened. Even when the demon army invaded Zhongsi thousands of years ago, the Tianmo Instrument only changed from clear to dirty, and it never fell to the ground under the weight!

The disciples of Xingzhe Peak were the busiest. They all set up formations and formed tactics to see where this devilish energy that could cover the sky and the sun came from.

In the end, the source was found out, and it was actually coming from the Demon Realm, and this demonic energy was advancing at a very high speed, and it was estimated that it would reach Qing Yuanzong within five days!

Those who come to test the knife are already on their way.

Yan Song also heard about this incident. At that time, he was leaning on the soft bed, reading an anecdote with his head propped up. When Liu Jiang reported to him, his voice was trembling, and Mochizuki was frightened I am speechless.

Yan Song knew it well, the system had already vaccinated him several days in advance, and said to pay attention to the male lead, he should be back.

Yan Song didn't even lift his eyelids, and said in a cool voice, "What are you afraid of? What's so scary?"

If you are afraid and you can't beat others, you can't beat them if you are not afraid. It is better not to be afraid, so that you can show that you are not cowardly.