The Years of Being the Male Lead Bai Yueguang

Yan Song had read the outline of "Mie Tian Zhan Zun", he didn't pay attention to it at the time, but in retrospect, there was a mark in the outline that made him very concerned.

It was an introduction about Cheng Mou's life experience, and only a simple line was written in the blank space, but it was not mentioned in the following text, and it must not be an important place.

But at this moment, it made him very concerned.

The original words written by the author's father are: "My parents abandoned me, and I was picked up by Shen Jianzhi."

A simple line, in the book world, but left a strong stroke.

The two of them were enjoying each other on the bed, Yan Song endured it for a while, and when he saw the two of them lying down quietly, he finally settled down, and said "I'm sorry I didn't mean to peep" countless times in his heart, and then plunged into the bed. Entering the veil, after seeing the face of the man on the bed clearly, he felt as if struck by lightning, and it took him a long time for his eyes to resume turning.

The appearance of the man on the bed is simply an enlarged version of Cheng Mou.

——The former Demon Lord, Zhong Wuji.

Yan Song only felt that the blood in his body was cold and then hot, hot and then cold, going back and forth for several rounds, his mind finally regained a bit of clarity in the fog.

It turned out that 567 was not wrong.

Chong Wuji and a woman had a turmoil, and that woman was undoubtedly the owner of this Yangyun Palace, and Cheng Mou chose to hide here after being seriously injured many years later, for no other reason.

Just as Yan Song figured out the sequence of cause and effect, the scene in front of him became extremely distorted. Yan Song endured strong retching and hurriedly opened his eyes to look.

When the suffocating feeling like the tide dissipated, Yan Song opened his eyes, and saw the resplendent and magnificent Wufeng Stage.

A woman in a red dress flutters like a raging fire, with her slender waist tightly grasped, her feet bare, her long black and glossy hair pulled up into a bun, her rings jingling, and she is dancing to the pipa music.

There was a man sitting under the stage, resting his chin on one hand, and beside him was a beautiful maid who was peeling grapes for him, with slender hands, porcelain white fingertips pierced the dark purple skin, and the green flesh condensed on the beauty's fingertips, full of juice The pulp exploded and was sent into the man's mouth trembling slightly.

The man felt very comfortable, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his eyes locked on the people dancing on the stage, but there were beauties serving him under the stage, it was really lewd and obscene.

Chong Wuji, while alive, was famous for his lust.There are beauties captured from all over Zhongsi hidden in the magic palace, and they are kept in the magic palace day and night, like collecting treasures, they have to be put away in categories and labeled, so that the next time they rob people, they can snatch the repeated types Come here, it's a disappointment.

Yan Song snorted lightly, feeling disgusted.

He looked up and saw clearly that the woman dancing on the stage was exactly the woman he had seen in the Yangyun Palace before going to Wushan Yunyu with Chong Wuji.

Presumably she is Cheng Mou's biological mother—Mei Qiege, one of the most satisfying collections of the Demon Lord Chong Wuji.

It's just that Yan Song is puzzled by one thing. The Demon Lord Chong Wuji almost chooses a loving person to sleep with him every day, but why is Cheng Mou the only blood left behind?

Yan Song settled down and continued to watch.

After Mei Qie danced and sang, she was dripping with sweat, her glamorous and spring eyes seemed angry and resentful, she cast her eyebrows at Zhong Wuji from a distance, her frail and boneless body shook a few times, she was about to lose strength and fall down.

Alright, confirmed, this Mei Qie song is not a fun thing.

Yan Song clearly saw a mocking expression in Chong Wuji's eyes, but Chong Wuji was of such rank, he quickly concealed his impatience, pushed away the beauty who was serving beside him, and transported The devilish energy turned into a whip, directly tied up Mei Qiege on the stage, and roughly dragged the person into his arms.

It was a couple of mandarin ducks playing in the water again, Yan Song turned his back with a livid face, cursing inwardly that it was fortunate that you threw Cheng Mou away right after birth, otherwise I don't know what kind of such a good child would be influenced by you.

Gradually there was no sound behind him, Yan Song turned his head to look, but saw Mei Qiege's clothes were messy, her cheeks were flushed, her eyes were blurred with a faint glint of water, her body had softened at this moment, and she was lying in Chong Wuji's arms.But the expression on Zhong Wuji's face really surprised Yan Song, impatient, indifferent, sober, he was always as stable as Mount Tai, and indifferent almost ruthlessly.

It's like the eyes of a hunter seeing his prey.

Yan Song shuddered.

The picture turned again, and this time it was Zhong Wuji hugging other women, staggering into a magnificent bedroom.Mei Qiege hid in the dark, picking innocent grass and trees with her fingernails, her whole body trembling with anger.She stroked her lower abdomen with the other hand, with a distorted and gentle expression on her face.

The next day, this wealthy palace caught fire, and the woman inside was scorched black, and even the corpse could not be brought out completely. The plum song in the hall comforted Chong Wuji softly, and Chong Wuji seemed to be listening, In fact, when Mei Qiege couldn't see, there would always be a playful smile on his face.

Chong Wuji likes to play with women, but he never put his heart into it. Women are like clothes to him, and beautiful women are like beautiful clothes.

In the following days, every time Chong Wuji favored a person, Mei Qiege had different means to kill that woman or let her die together with the fetus in her womb.

At the same time, Mei Qiege's belly swelled day by day, her hands were covered with blood, and she gradually couldn't dance anymore. Naturally, the demon king wouldn't keep clothes he couldn't wear, and began to treat her coldly.

Mei Qige is a scheming and scheming woman, and she is unwilling to be held in the palm of the devil's hand, but finally fell into the dust.

She tried to use this child to tie Chong Wuji's heart, but Chong Wuji's heart has always been only herself, and only herself is the first.

Yangyun Palace is not a luxury at all, but after Chong Wuji left Mei Qiege in the cold, it became more and more desolate. Staying in a cold room for a long time, and during pregnancy, she tends to think wildly. Before Cheng Mou was born, she was like a fermented poisonous mushroom, with a gloomy white face, cursing .

Mei Qiege was pregnant in October, and Chong Wuji never came to see her once. The emperor is merciless. To him, this woman named Mei Qiege is just a slightly higher-grade collectible. When he has more When making a good choice, it is human nature to like the new and dislike the old.

On the day Cheng Mou made his voice, there were ominous omens in the sky, dark clouds were dense, and thunder and lightning rolled down from the nine heavens with pouring rain. Pale as a dead man.

No one cares about this place, no one comes here, even if the Yangyun Palace is smashed into ashes by lightning, and the fire burns for three days, as long as it doesn't spread to other palaces, and Wuji doesn't give orders, no one will take care of this place.

Yan Song looked at Mei Qiege, whose face was as pale as death in the illusion, her face was distorted in pain, holding a pair of golden scissors tremblingly in her hand, blood flowed down the bed and stained the ground.

Without a midwife to deliver the baby, she could only endure the unbearable pain for ordinary people, and desperately kept herself awake to give birth to the child.

If she couldn't bear it and passed out, it would be one dead body and two lives.

Yan Song stood floatingly in front of the bed, when he saw Mei Qiege cut the baby's umbilical cord with a pair of scissors, a hole suddenly appeared in his heart, letting out the wind.

Cheng Mou hurts, and he hurts too.

Mei Qige and Cheng Mou were fatal, and both mother and son survived.

But after giving birth to Cheng Mou, Mei Qiege went completely crazy.

The child is still young, still in his infancy, but Mei Qige regards him as Chong Wuji.

When she loses her mind, she will ruthlessly grab Zhizi's neck. Poor Zhizi is still ignorant, and his dark eyes are still attached to his mother, but in the next second, a thin, almost skinny hand grabs him. his neck.

really want him to die.

But every time Mei Qiege regained her sanity, she regretted it too much, and the next time she went crazy, she would abuse the child in every possible way.A good newborn baby, not yet full moon, his body is covered with bruises and scars, dying.

Even watching from the side, Yan Song felt that his heart was instantly distorted and dripping with blood.

Cheng Mou...does he still have such a past?