The Years of Being the Male Lead Bai Yueguang

Cheng Mou didn't make things difficult for Shu Ci anymore, he recalled the magic scorpion, and threw Shu Ci and his sword out of the magic palace.

A total of 67 disciples of Qing Yuanzong came to rescue Yan Song, and only 26 returned, plus a half-dead Shu Ci.

Yan Song was in pain in the cell, and 567 gave him an injection of painkillers from time to time, which also made him feel better.Fortunately, the male protagonist's blackening value has been increasing. When 567 reported him the last time, it was already 94.

Cheng Mou locked him in a dark room without light or sound, and after closing the door and locking him, he was isolated from the whole world.

Ordinary people would be in a trance within a day after entering, let alone someone like Yan Song, who was poisoned and couldn't move freely with a fairy lock on his body. If it wasn't for 567 who occasionally called him into the system space Show him a movie and let him play games, I'm afraid Yan Song really has to explain here.

It can literally drive a person crazy when they are isolated from the world when they are most vulnerable.

On the third day, when the blackening value rose to 94, it was also the day when the half-moon poisoning broke out.There is not much painkiller left, and Yan Song doesn't know when Cheng Mou will be kind enough to come to see him, and then he will say something else, and he will push the blackening value to 100 in one go, and find another reason for Cheng Mou to kill him, and everything will be fine.

When Ban Yuezhuan had the onset of toxicity, the pain was overwhelming. Yan Song couldn’t see clearly in the dark. He screamed heart-piercingly, tears smeared on his cheeks, and his whole body was lying on the ground, unable to move. 567 kept giving him injections Painkiller, but that painkiller didn't work at all for some reason, Yan Song was in so much pain that he was going crazy, his fingers scratched the wall, scratched from top to bottom, his nails were all lifted, leaving five bloody bloodstains on the wall, But it couldn't be relieved at all.

Magic Palace, study room.

Cheng Mou was leaning on the collapsed floor, playing with a piece of jade slip in his hand. In the jade slip was Yan Song who was in extreme pain, and fell to the ground as if he could not survive or die.

He fed Yan Song a life-saving elixir in advance to ensure that Yan Song would not be able to seek death, and then made him suffer from piercing pain.

But... Can you be happy, relieve your hatred?

Cheng Mou's eyes were lowered, his expression was indistinguishable, and he stared at the image on the jade slip, feeling that his heart was still empty.

He always thought that what he wanted was to be valued, to be the freedom above all others.

In Emperor Qing Yuanzong, he would be scolded for doing wrong things, he would be scolded for saying wrong words, and he would be beaten up by his peers if he looked wrong. When you can do whatever you want and no one dares to criticize you, that is freedom.

But now, he killed all the people who beat and scolded him, and the person he hated the most was tortured into a shapeless shape by him, and all his subordinates obeyed him, and he was the most powerful person in the middle division. All Zhongsi's sea water poured into the sky, and no one dared to say no to him.

In this way, is he really happy?

Cheng Mou stared at the image on the jade slip, suddenly lost.

Was it really what he had always wanted to become an existence that no one dared to resist?

Suddenly, when he saw Yan Song's five fingers on the jade slip suddenly forming claws and moving towards his dantian, he couldn't sit still any longer and suddenly got up!

The dantian is the life gate of a cultivator, if the dantian is damaged, even the Daluo Jinxian will not be able to save it.

What on earth is Yan Song going to do?

Cheng Mou's eyes were red, and he hurried to the prison cell, but he was stopped by his attendant before he could even go out the door.

"Your Majesty."

Cheng Mou wanted to smash the jade slips into pieces, as if a pot of boiling water was boiling in his heart, his irritability and anger surged up in a swarm.Any later, it would be too late.

"What's the matter?"

"There were two people outside the palace asking for an audience, so I asked them to wait in the main hall, because Your Majesty specifically told me, so I came here to ask what you mean."

"Who is it?"

"One calls himself Liujiang, the other calls himself Mochizuki, and nothing else is said."

Seeing that it was Liu Jiang Wangyue who came to look for him, Cheng Mou felt a little more at ease, and the inexplicable fear that had been lingering in his heart for a long time disappeared. He said softly: "Let the two of them wait first, and I will deal with it." some things, and then go to them."

The valet rolled his eyes, his mind was clear, knowing that these two boys were absolutely extraordinary to the Demon Lord, he immediately made a decision, and decided to be more respectful to the two boys later.

Liujiang Wangyue was the only person who was willing to help him during those dark days in Qing Yuanzong, and he would never be ungrateful.

Feeling relieved, his steps on the way to the cell seemed less heavy.

Halfway through the journey, he suddenly heard a childish voice crying from behind: "Cheng Mou, you bastard!"

He turned his head suddenly, and sure enough, he saw Liu Jiang chasing after him, and Mochizuki, who was struggling to break free from the confinement of his servants and kept crying.

His face turned cold in an instant: "What happened?" At the same time, as he questioned, the invisible coercion slowly dissipated, and the servants and other attendants who came over all turned pale and fell to their knees in an instant One piece, shouting "Devil Lord, spare your life".

Cheng Mou suddenly felt that this scene bored him very much.

Liujiang Wangyue couldn't bear the pressure, and all of them vomited blood. Immediately, Wangyue's mood fluctuated the most. He picked up a branch to make a sword, screamed at Cheng Mou, and was about to stab it.

"Cheng Mou, you are so powerful now, if we are not as good as you want, you will kill us, won't you?"

Mochizuki waved the branch clumsily and randomly, and just as he was breathing, the invisible magic energy emitted by Cheng Mou lightly broke the branch.

Mochizuki was terribly frightened, he cried until his tears and snot mixed together, trembling all over, he fell to the ground and cried, "Cheng Mou, you are ungrateful!"

Liu Jiang stepped forward slowly, he pretended to be calm, and tears were already rolling in his eyes: "I'm bothering you rashly, we came here today to ask for a meeting with senior brother."

"Liu Jiang, what did you tell him? Didn't you see that he has become a demon? He has long since denied us, and he can't understand your words!" Liu Jiang wiped away his tears, only to see that he was still bulging The snow-white face quickly shriveled in the past few days after Qing Yuanzong's defeat.

"Second senior brother..." Liu Jiang was also terribly afraid, his hands hidden in his sleeves were shaking all the time, but he stubbornly kept Mochizuki behind him, raised his head, and faced Cheng Mou's eyes forcefully.

Cheng Mou thought about bringing Liu Jiang Wangyue to Demon Realm and treating them well, but he never expected that the two boys would come to him in this situation, and they still wanted to see Yan Song... What should he do?

Cheng Mou stared at the two of them for a long time, then raised one corner of his mouth, with a cold light in his eyes: "Do you want to see him?"

"He... died long ago..."

Hearing the bad news, the two boys didn't react for a while, but Liu Jiang reacted quickly, and he quickly vetoed: "Impossible."

Cheng Mou smiled evilly: "What's impossible? I have a deep hatred with him. Why can't he die? Otherwise... I will take you to see the place where he is buried?"

Mochizuki's eyes widened, staring straight at him, tears flowed silently from the corners of his eyes, which was particularly distressing.

"Is what you said true?"

"nature."

The next moment, Mochizuki burst out suddenly, his tears gushed out wildly, and he was extremely sad: "Cheng Mou, you are ungrateful, ungrateful! You return my senior brother!"

After finishing speaking, he wanted to rush forward without hesitation, and the scene immediately became chaotic.The children's cries were the most stinging, sharp and mournful, which made Cheng Mou feel panicked for some reason.

Liu Jiang's tears also fell, he went to hold Mochizuki, and at the same time glanced at Cheng Mou lightly.

"Second...Cheng Mou, whether you still recognize the teachings of senior brother or not, I have to say something today, Cheng Mou, you are ashamed."

As soon as these words fell, Cheng Mou's body shook slightly, and a bad premonition suddenly rose in his heart. He frowned and looked at Liu Jiang: "What did you say?"

Liu Jiang cried silently.Mochizuki sat down on the ground, he wiped away his tears, but for some reason, the tears kept wiping more and more. After a while, he raised his peach-like eyes in a hoarse voice, and said:

"Cheng Mou, do you really think that the two of us have been helping you all this time?"

In an instant, Cheng Mou's heart seemed to be lifted to a height of [-] meters.

"What's the meaning?"

"The two of us will deliver medicine to you, food for you when you are not fasting, take care of you everywhere, and miss you in our hearts. Do you think we are doing this by ourselves?"

Cheng Mou's pupils shrank suddenly: "What did you say?"

Mochizuki's tears slid down his cheeks, he hooked the corners of his mouth desperately, trying to show a mocking smile, but the corners of his mouth trembled violently, he failed several times, so he simply wept and said:

"If there is no senior brother to give us the pill, can we send it to you? If there is no senior brother's acquiescence, with your cultivation at that time, do you think you can really go in and out of the senior brother's small courtyard at will?

Cheng Mou pursed his lips tightly: "If you plead for him, you don't need to. He is dead, so it's useless to say more."

Mochizuki cried emotionally, and when she heard this, she trembled with anger: "Cheng Mou, Cheng Mou, you are really nothing. You have become a majestic demon king, and you have forgotten who raised you? Senior brother He just raises a monster, even if he kills the monster to eat meat in the end, the monster will wag its tail for senior brother, what about you?"

"You don't have a heart!"

"Wangyue, don't need to say more." Liu Jiang glanced at Cheng Mou in disappointment, pulled Wangyue up and left, "At that time, the life that the senior brother rushed to Canglong Snow Mountain to save was not him. Our real second senior brother was in Canglong. It died in the snow mountain.

"The one in front of me is just an empty shell that has been taken away."

Hearing the keyword "Canglong Snow Mountain", Cheng Mou couldn't stand anymore, he couldn't control himself, and shouted out: "What Canglong Snow Mountain?"

Liu Jiang was waiting for Cheng Mou's question. He stopped and turned around: "The day you came out of the Taixuan Secret Realm, no one in the sect remembered you, and no one was willing to save you. Your natal lamp is about to go out. , and no one is willing to go there, it was Eldest Senior Brother who came out of the customs and went to rescue you personally."

"impossible!"

He only saw the cluster of flames in Qianyu's palm - how could Yan Song be the one who saved him?

Liu Jiang sneered, showing a row of white teeth: "Believe it or not, and that civet cat, do you really think that a person like senior brother can be cruel and cruel to kill an innocent creature? He even skinned it for you. Are you sending the body over there?"

Cheng Mou's mind was buzzing, he just looked at Liu Jiang blankly.

"You can go and see for yourself, see what is buried in the grave in your yard, and then go and see what is buried in the grave in the backyard of senior brother!"

"Also, you think it's a great and dangerous thing for you to go to Xuanling to kill the demons, don't you? Brother, he just can't understand you, and he wants to force you to die, right? You were injured, and you have a knot in your heart If you don't pass this hurdle, you feel pain in your heart, you are disappointed with your senior brother, you are disappointed with your sect, and you decide to go your own way, so...won't your senior brother feel pain?

"On the day you left, senior brother looked at your back and fainted from heartache, do you really think senior brother is that kind of hard-hearted person?

"Cheng Mou, you feel your own conscience. Apart from these, senior brother has done too much to you? Didn't senior brother take care of you personally when you were five years old when you didn't remember anything? I'll ask you, Cheng Mou, do you have a conscience?"

Cheng Mou was a little unsteady, his chest was stuffy, he felt dull pain, and his eyes were dazzled. He barely stayed awake with the tip of his tongue on his palate.

Mochizuki calmed down, wiped her eyes, and said, "Cheng Mou, don't you just hate your senior brother for bullying you for ten years? Then why haven't you thought about it, as a direct disciple of the head of the sect, you have poor talent and no Cultivation, still being favored by senior brothers and the head of the sect, with no spiritual power but the ability to overwhelm everyone, think about it for yourself, how many years can you live in Qing Yuanzong?

"How can you convince the crowd?

"It's better to let you fall into the quagmire from the beginning, and let you completely fade out of everyone's sight. You are suffering, but it is much better than losing your life, isn't it?"

Cheng Mou froze, Yan Song, is this kind of person?

As he listened, Cheng Mou felt a gap in his heart, and the bitterness and soreness spread into his heart along that gap, and the pain spread rapidly. Now, he felt that his life was worse than death.

Cheng Mou closed his eyes, suddenly, his body shook, he covered his chest, and vomited a mouthful of blood.The blood was black, and it looked like it had been stagnated in his heart for a long time.

Mochizuki tried not to cry, and said: "Cheng Mou, you return the body of senior brother to us, and we will take him...back..."

Cheng Mou gritted his teeth and squeezed out a few words from his throat: "No, yes, yes!"

How could that despicable man Yan Song, despicable man, do such a thing?How can it be?

Cheng Mou wiped off the blood from the corner of his mouth, winked at the servant, and asked him to entertain Liu Jiang and Mochizuki, while he flew away and hurried to the cell.

Thinking that Yan Song might have self-destructed his dantian, boundless fear spread from his heart.

"Yan Song, if you don't know what's good and what's wrong, I'll...I'll cripple your hand!"