After I cheated to die, I met the demon king who tried to die for love

Xing Lin ignored the expressions of the other nine people. He didn't see their frightened mouths, which changed from swallowing quail eggs to duck eggs after hearing this.

Xing Lin looked at Brother Gui, smiled lightly and said, "Let me go to the Demon Lord, I'll just tell him."

Brother Gui tilted his head slightly, and with probing, suspicious, and distrustful eyes, he looked at this young man with no abilities or achievements other than a decent background.A trash who eats and waits to die, will he know the secrets that others don't know?

Brother Ghost stood where he was, but he didn't leave.

Even when he stepped forward, he waved his hand lightly, and the restraints on Xing Lin's hands fell off.

The two were very close, Brother Gui looked at him.The lights were shining brightly, Xing Lin lowered his head and touched his bruised wrist.

He raised his face and looked at Brother Gui, there was still some watery light coming from nowhere on his face, his smile shone in the watery light, and he said: "You are so obedient, my good little brother."

Brother Gui was stunned, his expression froze, and after a while, the clay mask began to crack.

The main hall has already retreated completely, only the candlelight in the dark, Brother Guier, and the ten people under the big pillar of floating clouds.

Xing Lin stroked his chest, ignoring Brother Guier who seemed to be nailed to the spot, he tried to move his right leg with difficulty, a tingling tingle like being struck by lightning made him almost cry out in pain, stroked With a sharp pain in his chest and lungs, he raised his other leg and walked forward step by step with difficulty.

Someone beside him seems to be giving him a wink, someone talking, someone calling him, he can't hear it in his ears, he can only hear his heart beating, there is no tension, only a huge jump, happy jump, he even Some blush.

He knew how to go to the back hall, walked through the main hall, turned around the huge screen behind the high couch, and opened the doors on both sides behind the screen, which was the back hall.

Xing Lin walked all the way, but only dozens of steps, his steps were clumsy and slow, and his heart was beating violently.He even forgot to breathe, this was the longest journey in his life.

He stood in front of the back hall door, took his last breath, stroked the door panel, and paused for a while, as if resting, as if borrowing strength.

He gently pushed the door panel open, and the two doors opened slowly, the room was hazy, the light gauze curtains that had been put away were all put down now, and there was a faint figure on the farthest couch.

Xing Lin came in, and raised his hand to brush away the first layer of veil that floated in front of his eyes. The figure in the distance got closer and the outline became clearer.

He was about to push back the second layer of veil, but the hazy figure asked unhurriedly, "Who?"

He didn't answer, but he was about to lift the veil with his hands, and the hazy figure had already approached in an instant, and the outline was no longer the outline after thousands of smoke screens and thousands of worlds.

A clearly visible figure stood behind the veil, and that person asked again: "Who are you?"

Xing Lin's hand holding the veil stopped moving, and the veil between the two was as thin as a wisp of smoke.

Xing Lin said slowly: "The person you want in your heart."

Suddenly, the veil seemed to be blown up by a storm, and it flew up to his face, and suddenly a cold hand tightly strangled his neck through the light veil.

A cold voice said: "Liar."

Unexpectedly, Tianzhu believed that he was dead.

He died in Tianzhu's arms at that time, Tianzhu repeatedly confirmed that he personally built the coffin for him, and killed all the people who were not pleasing to the eye in Huishuo Mountain for him.

Many years later, Tianzhu came back to life, but the coffin was empty.

The so-called life must see people, and death must see corpses. It is just a cry of comfort. Tianzhu has confirmed that, no doubt, he is dead.

If Tianzhu lied to himself, others should not lie to him.

His face was pale and expressionless.But the hand tightened mercilessly, like strangling a reed, it could strangle the throat of the person opposite in an instant.

The person opposite did not struggle vigorously, he was forced to raise his slender neck and gasped for breath in the gap.

When he opened his mouth, his voice was faint, at first he heard a little gentleness, but when he tasted it carefully, he felt alienated.

He didn't say anything, and suddenly said: "What's so interesting about Guanyin Bodhisattva..."

The hand holding his throat stopped, and the person behind the veil seemed to be frozen by this sentence.

Xing Lin was strangled so that his face was upturned, and the light veil floated on his cheeks, covering the glistening water.

He closed his eyes, "Human feelings are the most noble, how can they be like animals..."

"Which word is the throw of the sky?"

"You carry me on your back..."

Before Tianzhu could finish speaking, the veil floated backwards with the storm, and two pieces of light veil caressed the figure behind the veil.

Xing Lin stood on the ground, opened his eyes in the water, and looked at him.

Tianzhu looked at that face, the same voice, same tone, but it was a strange face.

Jade-like cheeks, eyebrows and eyes are so delicate that they are light, but they are not amazing in expressing love.

Tianzhu shook his head, he had a bad omen in his heart.He said coldly but persistently: "Who are you, why do you pretend to be... him, to lie to me."

He looked at Xinglin, and Xinglin looked at him.

Xing Lin laughed so hard that he wanted to cry, and said softly, "I'm a liar, so why didn't you kill me?"

Xing Lin took a step forward, and said in a voice he had recalled thousands of times: "Kill me."

Xing Lin looked at him, "Kill me, and the Immortal Sect won't be able to hand over anyone tomorrow."

Tianzhu's hand couldn't strangle him, so he took half a step back. There was a trace of emotion hidden in his usually indifferent voice - only Xing Lin could understand that it was panic.

Tianzhu said, "Who are you?"

He had asked this question three times, and this time, the question was laced with fear.

Yes, fear.

Tianzhu, who realized his fear, was even more frightened.

Xing Lin watched him silently, there were many answers to this question, and he didn't know which one to answer.

He said, "I'm the eldest disciple of the Dongshan School, the only son of the headmaster Yu Shangqing. My cultivation level is extremely low and I have made no achievements, but they still have to call me Senior Brother..."

He didn't know what he was going to say, and the more he talked, the more confused he became, "My mother is the Xie family, the only daughter of the late Xie family, do you know that the Xie family's Lianxian Dan... is so powerful, it can change people's lives. appearance……"

Tianzhu stepped back half a step again, suppressing the uneasiness in his heart, he didn't understand what this man said, he didn't understand.

Xing Lin was still saying, "A few years ago, I passed by the southeast sea..."

When Tianzhu heard this, he suddenly stepped forward and grabbed his neck.

say no more!

say no more……

Tianzhu thought in confusion, who is this person, why there is such a voice, what is he talking about, I can't understand why, I want to forget what he said.

Shut up, he won't listen.

He pushed Xing Lin away and lifted a layer of veil, his head was a little dizzy.

He walked forward, lifted another layer of veil, pushed open the door, and saw Brother Gui who had been standing there for an unknown amount of time.

Brother Ghost's face was covered with water stains, he was already insane.

He looked at him, he looked at him.

Tianzhu turned his gaze away, and walked out from the side door.

Out of the side door, there is a dense bush in front of you, what's the matter?He thought, why did I come out?

But he didn't go back, and with a heavy heart, he walked forward in a daze.

His mind is heavy, and his steps are heavy, as if every step is filled with lead, it is difficult, but it is light, as if he is stepping on cotton, with ups and downs, ups and downs, making people feel in a trance.

In a trance, he was like tinnitus, he couldn't hear any sound from the outside world, and he ignored the footsteps following behind him.He lowered his head, and there was a ball of thread in his heart, which he couldn't untie no matter what.

Thirty feet away behind him, followed by the silent Xing Lin.

Behind the thin tree trunks, in the sparse grass, and beside the sporadic boulders, Xing Lin knew that he should hide his figure, but his steps were staggering, and there were sharp stabbing pains in his chest from time to time.

He pressed his chest, taking the stabbing pain and a breath of air deep into his body.

Tianzhu in front of him was walking in a daze. The woods in Yufang Palace would take an hour to walk at a leisurely pace. He didn't stop when he passed the stone tablet at the entrance of the woods, and then walked along the edge of the woods and turned halfway. Circle to the side door of the main hall of Yufang Palace, still moving forward, as if seeing nothing else.

Walking to the stone tablet again, he still didn't stop, like a walking corpse, only knew to move forward, circling around the woods.

Xing Lin covered his chest with his hand, curled up, and grabbed his collar tightly, he watched him walk over.

Does he know what he is doing?What was he thinking about?

Xing Lin shuffled behind, following the same pace.

The night was dark, and Tianzhu didn't know how long he had been wandering in the woods. When he passed the stone tablet for the fourth time, he walked with his head down expressionless. He was a foot away from the stone tablet. Suddenly, without warning, his body shook. He stopped, stood still, shook a few more times, and lay down straight back.

Holding his back with both hands, Tianzhu fell backwards, his jet-black hair floated forward under the moonlight, passing over a person's face, that person's long eyes were downcast, staring at him, and He lay down in his arms.

Xing Lin's heart skipped a beat, he was so horrified that he ignored the hand that held Tianzhu's waist.

He saw that at some point, the corner of Tianzhu's lips was bleeding, and Tianzhu coughed lightly, and the bloodline turned violently.

The Demon Lord, whom no one can defeat, fell down by himself after walking wildly all night.

When Tianzhu woke up again, the familiar veil was in front of him, and the memory hadn't flooded his mind yet, so he was stunned for a while, he just woke up?What did you do before going to bed?Is it day or night?

He turned his face to the side, Brother Ghost was actually guarding under the couch, with a small face that was not green or white, and his eyes were red and bloodshot.

Seeing him turn his gaze, Gui Geer called him softly in a trembling voice: "My lord..."

Tianzhu looked at Brother Guier, and looked back at another person.

That person was behind Ghost Brother, guarding further away.

Tian Zhu remained silent, lying peacefully on the couch, even covered with a thin quilt.

He looked at the man, and the man looked at him.

Only then did he realize that he seemed to be having a dream before going to bed.

Not a good dream.

He looked at the man.

Then he supported the couch with his right hand, and slowly raised himself up. It wasn't that he deliberately slowed down the movement, but that there seemed to be a needle hidden in his body, and there was a dull pain when he moved slightly, but he only felt the dull pain in the liver, spleen and lungs. Can't tell exactly where.

He propped himself up, raised his right hand and pointed at the person in the distance, and said in an extremely cold voice, "Kill him."

Kill him, and the dream that was not a good dream will disappear.

He couldn't remember what he dreamed, so it couldn't be said to be a nightmare, but he remembered the discomfort, badness, and anxiety.

Just kill him, Tianzhu said to himself.

Gui Geer, who was standing stiffly between the two of them, was frightened dumbfounded by the words.

Brother Gui didn't move, and Tianzhu didn't care about his disobedience, he lifted the thin quilt, got off the couch, and walked slowly towards Xinglin in the distance.

Gui Geer seemed to reach out his hand to stop him, he has always thrown Gui Geer with restraint even when he was pointing, and lightly stretched out his palm to push him away.

His face was plain, but Brother Gui was pushed directly onto the pillar—the light and fluttering palm contained [-]% of his skill.

He approached and strangled Xing Lin's neck with one hand.

Yes, this was the third time that the invincible Demon Lord strangled the neck of the same person, but the chaotic Tianzhu didn't realize it.

Brother Guier, who was hit by him in the distance, got up on hands and feet, walked on his knees, hugged his legs desperately, and seemed to be begging for something loudly.

But Tianzhu suspected that his ears were ringing, and there was a buzzing between the sky and the earth, he couldn't hear anything clearly, he couldn't hear anything.

Only the person who was strangled by him looked at him quietly, his lips moved, and his voice was clear: "Kill me, aren't you afraid that you won't even be able to see the fake ones?"

It's amazing that Tianzhu between heaven and earth can hear this sentence clearly.

He strangled that person, his face was expressionless, and that person was also expressionless.

Tianzhu took a step back, the pricking pain in his chest turned into overwhelming pain.

He remembered that dream, or rather, he never forgot it.

Like a large rock growing out of the house, he walked in the room without seeing it, and would automatically avoid it, but the rock didn't exist, and he didn't see it either.

He just doesn't want to face it.

He remembered everything this person said, and he guessed what this person said before he had time to say it.

He turned his back, moved his throat, spat out a mouthful of fishy sweetness, and calmly wiped it away with his hands.

His chapped lips were bloodshot, and his lips trembled uncontrollably, but his face remained calm, "You people from Xianmen still have a lot of tricks after many years, he is dead, you dig him away corpse, and pretending to be him to trick me—"

He said sincerely: "—you all deserve to die."