The Years of Being the Male Lead Bai Yueguang

Cheng Mou, who only has the strength of Yin Lingqi, has amazing body skills. With only clever strength, he took off Yan Song's defenses and sealed several of his big acupoints, so that he had no chance to use his spiritual power at all.

Yan Song didn't mean to go out to Cheng Mou, but thought that his behavior of sneaking into the Demon Palace annoyed the Demon Lord, making Cheng Mou not willing to let him go easily, thinking that Cheng Mou might send himself to prison prison.

Prison doesn't matter, it can be regarded as staying in the magic palace, he has to watch Cheng Mou all the time, control the increase of the Honkai value, and relieve Cheng Mou's hatred in the prison, which can be regarded as a curve to save the country.

Therefore, he didn't resist much, and closed his eyes in the end, looking like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

But he didn't wait for the cold chains, but he directly waited for a fiery embrace.

The world was spinning upside down, but it was Cheng Mou who directly hugged him horizontally, his steps were steady, and there was no sign of any injury on his body.

Yan Song was terrified.

567 was also quite frightened: "Yan Song, I suddenly remembered something."

Yan Song was acupointed and unable to move, he could only roll his eyes at 567 in his mind.

"Do you remember your last mission, Lost Love, Yan Song, the male lead is likely to mess with you."

Yan Song: "..." You don't need to say it, I already know it.

Yan Song is not a person who is insensitive to emotions, but it does not mean that he will directly point it out. He has always been shrewd to others and indulged in himself. To him, what kind of person is Cheng Mou? There is no precise definition, he felt ashamed in his heart, just as Cheng Mou said, he played with the hero in his hands, deceived Cheng Mou to be ignorant and fearless, and then he did all those ignorant things.

But now that it's reached this point, it's too late to say anything, let's just let it go, now the male lead has not yet reached the point where he has to hold him down and insist on taking off his clothes and inserting his buttocks, everything is still too late, even if it really comes to that time , there is still time for temporary liquidation.

Yan Song closed his eyes, thinking wildly, but he accidentally fell asleep in Cheng Mou's warm arms.When he opened his eyes again, the first thing he saw was a curtain like thick smoke, and then a handsome face.

Yan Song found that his acupoints were still being lit, and he still couldn't move, so he could only roll his eyes reluctantly to meet Cheng Mou's gaze.

Cheng Mou bent down, the distance between their noses was less than half an inch, Yan Song subconsciously held his breath, and looked at Cheng Mou quietly.The two looked at each other, but they were silent. Yan Song first felt his eyes were sore and unbearably stared for a long time, so he took the lead to look away.

"Yan Song, the Honkai value has reached 60%."

Yan Song: "..."

So why is the collapse value going up?Just because I lost sight of him, the Honkai value rose by 5 inexplicably?

Cheng Mou lowered his head a little lower, and put his lips against Yan Song's ear, and his lips brushed against his earlobe indistinctly, making Yan Song hot for no reason.

Yan Song gritted his teeth and closed his eyes not to look.

Cheng Mou said in a deep voice, "I would like to resign. If you are obedient in everything, I will give you back your freedom."

Yan Song didn't take it seriously, he didn't think he was already like this, how could he be disobedient.But obviously, Yan Song's disobedience and Cheng Mou's disobedience are not the same thing at all.

Cheng Mou's eyes were full of gloom, but there was a sense of helplessness, thinking that he should at least soften Yan Song's attitude towards him.Immediately afterwards, he pursed the corners of his lips and waved his hand. In an instant, a familiar voice flooded into Yan Song's ears.

Yan Song suddenly opened his eyes, and saw a light curtain hanging in the air.

It was Shen Jianzhi who was talking to Elder Xixi about rebuilding Qing Yuanzong.

At that moment, Yan Song deliberately didn't think about it, but the memory of dusty dust in the corner suddenly became vivid. After he came back, he almost deliberately didn't think about what happened to Shen Jianzhi and Qing Yuanzong, but at this moment Hearing the voice of his old friend, he still couldn't restrain the impulse in his heart.There was a little reluctance and longing in his eyes.

Cheng Mou looked at him greedily, and when he saw the nostalgia in Yan Song's eyes, the jealous weeds grew wildly.

Why, he doesn't even have a corner in Yan Song's heart, the two reveal their identities to each other, but when they meet again, they face each other coldly.Cheng Mou's face was gloomy, but there was a hint of jealousy in his pupils.

After a while, Cheng Mou seemed to have figured something out. He raised his hand, and the light curtain turned into the back of Shu Ci again. He sat with his sword in his arms, and looked into the distance. Snow fell on his shoulders and the top of his hair, and he remained as motionless as a mountain. , seems to be a part of this barren hill.

Yan Song looked at Shu Ci's lonely and boundless back, feeling sore in his heart.

idiot.

Finally, he couldn't stand it anymore, and turned his gaze to Cheng Mou, the light in his eyes seemed to turn into a real sharp arrow, piercing Cheng Mou's entire body.

Cheng Mou suppressed the blood in his heart, raised his hand to release Yan Song's dumb acupoint, and asked in a low voice, "Do you have any questions?"

He is ready to speak, as long as Yan Song asks when and where the scenes on the light curtain are, he will tell them one by one, if Yan Song asks to see the three of them, then he will take him to see them at all costs If Yan Song asked him if those people were well, he would say that the people he arranged secretly protected them very well.

But who knows, Yan Song's first sentence is full of anger: "If you attack them, I will not tolerate it."

As soon as these words came out, all the light in Cheng Mou's eyes went out.The bloodthirsty Emperor Zun of the Demon Realm felt helpless out of thin air.

He held the mentality of presenting treasures, but the hot coals were instantly cooled by the pot of cold water.

"As early as ten years ago, I leveled the realm of comprehension. Do I still care about the lives of these three people?"

Yan Song didn't know what Cheng Mou's intention was, so he could only keep his eyes full of vigilance: "Cheng Mou, if you touch them, I will make you pay the price even with my last breath."

Cheng Mou looked at the wild cat lying on the bed, unable to move, his eyes were still full of stern light, like a wild cat whose sharp claws had been pulled out, its fangs were smoothed, and it was locked in a cage and lost all sharpness. The ferocious side was revealed, and he didn't know how to retreat in the face of an enemy so powerful that he didn't know.

Cheng Mou looked at Yan Song's teeth and claws, and a twisted love rose in his heart. He wanted to lock the wild cat in a cage so that he couldn't go anywhere.

Cheng Mou gently smoothed Yan Song's smooth black hair, wrapped it around his fingers, and said in a low voice: "I sincerely resign, you are in danger, how can you plead for others?"

His voice was cold, with an unquestionable command tone from the superior, the corners of his eyes drooped, all the water in his eyes froze into solid ice, and the cold pool was miserable.

Yan Songdao: "One is your benefactor and the other is your eldest brother. Are you not afraid of being infamous by the whole department?"

Cheng Mou sneered: "If we talk about the righteous act of exterminating relatives, I did it once ten years ago. In the book of life and death of the king of hell, I have already been judged to go to hell. If I kill three or two more, it means that I will go to hell more often." After walking through mountains of swords and seas of fire several times, I would like to resign, tell me, what do I have to fear?"

What he didn't say is that you have come back, why should I be afraid?

Yan Song bit his lip and stared at Cheng Mou, as if he was thinking about the authenticity of Cheng Mou's words.

Cheng Mou grabbed Yan Song's jaw: "But..."

"As long as you keep quiet, I'll consider taking action against them later, otherwise——Yan Jinci, think about who you are in now."

Everyone in the world knows that he is a cruel and ruthless cold-blooded demon king. Ten years ago, he openly humiliated Tianjiao Yan Jin in order to avenge his personal revenge. He resigned in front of Qingyuan Emperor Hongqiao, and brought Yan Song to the Demon Palace for imprisonment. He was humiliated in every way. In the end, Yan Song could not bear the humiliation. He blew himself up and died.But how could the Demon Lord let it go, he was so ambitious that he wanted to swallow the entire realm of comprehension in one gulp. In a short while, the world was full of mourning and blood flowed, and the reputation of the Demon Lord's bloodthirsty spread from there.

Many years later, the Zhongsi cultivation world was reorganized, and rising stars joined the Demon Suppressing Alliance one after another. The five sects headed by Qing Yuanzong that were very prosperous for a while completely disappeared in the long river of history.

But now, the cruel and bloodthirsty Demon Sovereign is putting on his cold-blooded shell, thinking about how to say those words that have aura without frightening his sweetheart.

After a while, Yan Song smiled: "Then what if I want to be restless?"

Suddenly, Yan Song sat up from the bed, pure spiritual power overflowed, and a strong wind rose from the ground, roaring and tearing everything in the house.

This body is actually a mutated spirit root of the wood attribute, the wind spirit root!

Standing at the eye of the wind against the strong wind was a little difficult for Cheng Mou with the remaining spiritual power of the spirit-leading period. Yes, the bloody hole in his chest is already healed. It is precisely because of this that Yan Song sees this, so he can safely accumulate strength, waiting for Cheng Mou to be caught off guard at the moment when he breaks through the acupoint.

If he wanted to enter the Demon Palace, he would naturally follow Cheng Mou, but that didn't mean he wanted to let Cheng Mou do anything wrong.

Yan Song didn't have a sword by his side, so he could only pull out a peach branch stuck in the head of the bed in aggrieved way.

Cheng Mou had a smile that didn't seem very kind, and suddenly, the long front came out of its sheath, and the white light pierced Yan Song's eyes. He subconsciously looked up, but what he saw was more than two feet long. Forged to kill demons.

Execution Demon was re-refined by Cheng Mou, and it became more bloody and sharper.

"I would like to resign, why do you have to." The end of his words was a little drawn out, when he said "he", he had already flew towards Yan Song's peach branch.

The peach branches are flexible, and with the blessing of Yan Song's pure spiritual power, they can exert unexpected power. Concentrating on exhaling, focusing on the duel.

The figures of the two seem to be real and unreal, and they are inseparable.

Cheng Mou didn't have any extra spiritual power on him, his sword moves were empty, but the basic moves were still there. Under Yan Song's repeated attacks, he was able to defend impeccably.

Yan Song frowned and moved forward, then asked in a deep voice: "Cheng Mou, what exactly do you want?"

With a lift of Cheng Mou's wrist, he finally caught the peach branch, and the cold sword pointed directly at the center of Yan Song's eyebrows, by a hair's breadth.

Taozhi is not a magic weapon, Yan Song is still at a disadvantage.

"I sincerely resign, you lose."