My master is obedient and soft

Pot after pot of blood came out of the demon king's bedroom, and a group of people rushed in and out until midnight.

All the demon doctors in the Nightmare Realm were called to Wen Yuan's dormitory, and they knelt neatly in a row, looking at Wen Yuan's gloomy face with trepidation, not daring to vent their anger.

"Cure him for me, at all costs!" Wen Yuan said angrily, "If it can't be cured—" He drew out his sword and fiercely faced the crowd, "You all go to be buried with him!"

Wen Yuan's face was really scary, and all the magic doctors were terrified immediately, and some even peed their pants on the spot, and they were dragged down quickly.

It took a lot of effort to stop the bleeding, but Zheqing still showed no sign of waking up.

The old medical officer who had been in charge of treating Zheqing before took Zheqing's pulse again, then shook his head, knelt down towards Wen Yuan and cupped his hands and said, "It can't be done, the injury is too serious, people must not survive."

Wen Yuan glanced at him sullenly.

The old doctor gritted his teeth and said: "Xianjun's meridians are all broken, his cultivation base is completely destroyed, and even his soul is seriously injured. This degree of injury must not be cured."

He bowed to Wen Yuan: "Xianjun is hanging his life by the elixir now, if he can't wake up tomorrow, then it's really..."

After he finished speaking, there was no sound for a while, the old medical officer raised his head tremblingly, and saw the figure of Mozun shake slightly.

"My lord... your injuries are also very serious, why don't you take a look..."

Wen Yuan held his forehead, as if he suddenly lost all his strength, he couldn't sleep at all due to the worry all night, and his eyes were black and blue.

After a long time, there was only the slight sound of the candle burning in the room.

Wen Yuan said wearily: "Okay, you all go out."

Everyone was afraid that they would accidentally provoke him to get angry again, so they hurriedly scrambled out.

Wen Yuan walked to the bedside and looked at Zheqing who was lying on the bed.

His face was as pale as paper, his eyes were closed tightly, his thin body was sunken in the mattress, and his small raised outline looked very pitiful.

Where he was lying, he was silent, and even his breathing was so light that it seemed that he would stop at any time.

If it wasn't for Zheqing, the person lying on the bed today would be Wen Yuan.

He suffered for him, blocked the catastrophe for him, and his master once again used his life to protect him.

Wen Yuan squatted down slowly, gently took Zheqing's wrist, carefully rubbed his face against it, and kept rubbing Zheqing's fingers with both hands.

"Why are your hands so cold, why haven't they warmed up..."

Wen Yuan murmured: "Don't scare me."

Zheqing was unconscious, like a delicate and fragile puppet, and did not respond to Wen Yuan's words.

Wen Yuan leaned over, he hesitated, and finally touched Zheqing's profile lightly with his lips.

A drop of tear fell on Zheqing's face and flowed down again, it looked like he was crying himself.

Wen Yuan finally couldn't bear it any longer, a painful gasp escaped from his throat, he suddenly knelt on the ground, buried his whole body in Zhe Qing's chest, and wept bitterly uncontrollably.

"Don't die, don't die, please, please..."

He drenched Zheqing's thin obscene clothes from crying.

"What should I do when you die? It took me so long to have you again. We missed you for so many years. Now that everything is over, you actually want to leave me again..."

Wen Yuan was so out of breath from crying, he lay on Zheqing's chest, and he was afraid of crushing him, so he supported his body with one arm to reduce the weight.His side face was pressed against his heart, and his heartbeat was beating again and again in his ears.

Only then did he feel a little relieved, Wen Yuan closed his eyes, tears fell down, his lips trembling and slowly called out: "Qingqing..."

This is the first time he calls Zheqing Qingqing, the simple two overlapping words, but at this moment it is full of innumerable love and pain.

"Promise me not to die, okay, I still have a lot to say to you, there are still a lot of things I haven't done with you, we still have a lot of hundreds of years in the future..."

The corner of Wen Yuan's mouth raised a bitter arc, and he said: "Wake up quickly, I want to tell you personally when you wake up..."

"Qingqing, I like you too, I like you, I love you."

Deep in the Dungeon of Nightmare Domain.

A series of footsteps sounded in the dark, damp and cold dungeon, and the person who came was walking very slowly, like a blind person groping slowly.

The iron lock swayed slightly, making a noise, and then the person locked up in the dungeon laughed lightly after seeing who was coming.

"Yo, why are you here?"

Lingyin walked into the separate cell where the coffin was locked, and he walked in front of him without stopping.

Lingshu stared at him, as if trying to find out something unusual about this twin brother, but in the end he was a little disappointed.

Because Lingyin has a silent expression from the beginning to the end, without the slightest fluctuation.

"What are you doing here? Don't you want to give me a death sentence? Oh, is it possible that you are rushing to see me off for the last time?"

Lingshu always looked at Lingyin. He hadn't seen his biological brother for many years, and his last memory was in the fairy world. He was deprived of his eyes by Tanshu that day. Since then, there has been no news of him, even though he later learned that he was killed. Trapped in the Evil Ghost Mausoleum, he didn't even take a look at him.

He has no affection for this cheap brother since he was a child, his parents died young, although he follows Lingyin's ass every day, but in fact he is very annoying to his brother.

He has a completely different personality from him. He loves power and is ambitious, while his elder brother is indifferent to fame and fortune, calm and easy-going.So he never had any common language with him.

Lingshu looked down on such a person the most in his life, but such a person was actually his relative in the same line, his twin brother.

Lingshu relaxed his body and leaned against the stone wall behind the prison. He even raised his legs in a very casual posture.

"Speak, are you not only blind but also dumb?"

Lingyin in front of him hasn't moved or spoken since he entered the dungeon.

After hearing what Lingshu said, Lingyin let out a long sigh.

The sigh was unheard in this dungeon, but Lingshu heard it clearly, he raised his eyebrows, as if he was watching what tricks he had.

Lingyin moved, he walked up to Lingshu and squatted down.

Lingshu wanted to back away warily, but there was a stone wall behind him, "What do you want to do?"

Lingyin took out the key from his sleeve, slowly groped for the hole in the iron lock, and inserted the key in.

"you……"

Lingshu never thought that this cheap brother would help him untie the chain!

With a sound of "click", the chain fell off, and Lingshu's hands were free again, but he grabbed Lingyin's neck in front of him with lightning speed!

"Uh," Lingyin gasped in pain, but without any resistance, Lingshu grabbed his neck and slammed him down on the ground.

The white silk cloth covering Lingyin's eyes spread out, revealing a pair of eyes that were the same as Lingshu's but without spirit.

"Brother, aren't you afraid that I'll kill you?" Lingshu suddenly smiled, and he released some strength to make Lingyin breathe, so that he wouldn't be strangled to death now.

This was the first time Lingshu had called him brother in so many years.Lingyin was even in a trance for a moment.

His hands climbed onto the hand of the Spiritual Pivot pinching his neck, and said softly: "Brother, don't make mistakes again and again..."

"Hahahahaha what's wrong with me?" Lingshu laughed and said, "Left and right are just death, I'm not afraid."

He lowered his eyes and looked down at Lingyin below him. His long black hair was scattered on the floor of the dungeon, covered with fine dust.

For some reason, Lingshu suddenly felt that the dust was an eyesore.

He pulled Lingyin up, then pushed him when he was just standing still, and said irritably, "Go away, I don't want to see you."

For a long time, Lingyin in front of him did not move.

Lingshu turned his head: "What are you still doing?"

The next second, Lingyin suddenly leaned over and hugged him tightly, Lingshu's eyes widened for a moment, and he even forgot to push him away.

Lingyin was buried on his shoulder, his eyes were slightly moist, he said hoarsely: "Brother, let's go home with brother, okay?"

Xu Shi's situation was a little unpredictable, Xu Shi Lingyin's words were a little moving, or maybe it was his sudden tears that made people panic.

In short, Lingshu turned his head away awkwardly, "...not good."

Lingyin didn't let him go, he still hugged him tightly: "Our family has been left with only you and me for a long time, no matter how bastard you are, or how much you make mistakes, you are also my only relative."

"Father and mother are gone, it's because I didn't teach you well..."

Lingshu wanted to push him away, but Lingyin hugged him too tightly, and he felt his shoulders were wet with tears.

For some reason, Lingyin's words made him uncomfortable, as if he was able to be here today because Lingyin didn't teach him well: "Everything is my own choice, it's none of your business."

Lingyin sighed softly again: "What exactly does brother have to do before you can understand?"

Lingshu was a little distracted, he looked at Lingyin's waist in front of him, so slender and slender, his thin shoulders and protruding spine even hurt his hands.

When did Lingyin... get so thin?

In his memory, he still looks like the high-spirited fairy king in the fairy world.

Lingshu was suddenly a little dazed, he suddenly didn't know what was going on, when did the relationship between them become like this?

"Come with me, Lingshu, at least you didn't cause a catastrophe, don't make the same mistakes again and again... Be obedient."

Lingshu frowned: "Can you take me away?"

Lingyin pursed her lips and said, "You can give it a try."

"No matter how big a mistake you make, you are still my younger brother. I swore at the grave of my parents that I will be with you forever in this life."

"I can't see you spending the rest of your life suffering in this prison."

Lingshu's body stiffened slightly, and after a long time, he said: "...you don't hate me?"

Doesn't he hate him for being so ruthless?Indulging Tan Shu to deprive him of his eyes, and leaving him alone in the mausoleum of evil ghosts for so many years, and now he doesn't mention the past at all. Does he really hate his brother at all?

Lingyin said: "Hate."

"But more important than hate is that I want you back."

Lingshu's heart trembled suddenly, he looked down at Lingyin's thin body, and then looked around the lifeless dungeon, suddenly felt a deep sense of powerlessness.

Just like what he said, the winner and the loser, and now that he is defeated, even if he does not die, he will spend his life in this dark dungeon.

He remembered that when he was a child, his parents died, and he and his elder brother became orphans. In those years, he suffered many people's eyes. The character of admiring power, vainly seeking prosperity and wealth, and using power to oppress others.

Now, after going around for so long, I have returned to the starting point.

After a long time, Lingshu closed his eyes and said softly: "...I promise you."

The body in his arms trembled slightly, and he hugged him even tighter.The only people in this world who don't give up on him are their relatives.