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

The crescent moon has not yet set down the mountain, and the first sun has not yet risen.The door of the back hall opened slightly, Xing Lin came out, as soon as he left the side door of the main hall, he saw Brother Gui, who was leaning against the wall of the back hall, sleeping with his arms folded.After tossing all night, he was exhausted.

Xing Lin sighed inwardly, you still trust me too much.

He walked away quietly.

There is a rule in Wangyue Grotto, Xinglin likes it the most, the demon king's residence is not allowed to approach at will.On weekdays, people from all walks of life in Wangyue Cave live in their own broken caves, and rarely wander outside except late at night, but at this moment, the sky is not clear, the people who come and go during the day, and the people who come and go at night are all silent. Even Brother Ghost fell asleep.

There was no one outside the main hall of Yufang Palace, but Xing Lin was still cautiously walking close to the wall. Fortunately, he and Xia Baiyou were familiar with this place after wandering around Yufang Palace for a long time.

It didn't take long for him to walk out of the magic circle of Yufang Palace, and looking back, there were row upon row of corners and eaves of Yufang Palace. He withdrew his gaze, walked forward resolutely, and descended the mountain with the fastest footsteps in his life.

But just now, when his footsteps just passed the corner of the back hall, Brother Guier, who was sleeping soundly, was awakened.

Gui Geer watched him go away with blurred eyes, and in a daze, the blood that had been frozen outside all night boiled instantly, and his burning brain whimpered.

Xing Lin didn't know it at all, he guessed where the Dongshan School and others were staying. Although Yufang Mountain was huge, there was only one wide main road leading directly to the foot of the mountain.

Xing Lin thought to himself, wishing he could fly to where they were.

Sure enough, at the intersection of the mountain corner, there were countless tents set up in the sparse woods. Except for the disciples who were watching the night, there were not many people outside the camps. As he got closer, he heard a surprise shout: "Senior brother! Senior brother! This is our senior brother Xinglin who has returned, hurry up and report to Master!"

The speaker was Xiao Jiu, a disciple of the night watchman of the Dongshan School. Xing Lin threw himself into his arms, panting fiercely while hugging his arms, and said eagerly: "No need to tell, where is father, I will go see him right away."

Xiao Jiu immediately took him to Yu Shangqing's tent. Yu Shangqing had just been informed by his disciples, and was about to go out in shock when he saw his son, who was disheveled and panting, opened the curtain and barged in.

Yu Shangqing was speechless for a while, staring at his son in a daze.

Disregarding etiquette, Xing Lin sat down on a chair in one step, panting heavily, and said to his standing father, "Father, I'm back."

Yu Shangqing's hands trembled. He never imagined that in such a dangerous situation, his son would run back all by himself.

He asked tremblingly, "What about the others, didn't you bring them back?"

Xing Lin didn't even care to drink the water, and immediately asked the second sentence, "I sneaked out, where is the real Guimeng?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Guimeng Daoist, who got the news of his disciple, lifted the curtain and came in.

Seeing him, Xing Lin secretly flashed a gleam of joy in his heart, he cupped his hands, as if seeing a relative, and said panickedly: "Master, help me."

Yu Shangqing, who was on the side, wanted to ask him, but he stretched out his hand to suppress his father's words, and said, "Stop gossip now, I will go back later."

He said to his puzzled father and Guimeng Taoist: "I knew what my father said when he left the hall. Now my nine senior brothers are still in Yufang Palace, tortured by the devil's cave. I want to understand that only I can save them , the twelve of you may not be able to kill that Demon Venerable together, but that Demon Venerable is still treating me now..."

He bowed his head in front of his father's gaze, "very trusting."

On Yu Shangqing's always serious and majestic face, there was a complex and indistinguishable look, with traces of resentment, shame, guilt, and distress.

My son is a good man. Back then, he was taken captive to Wangyue Cave due to bad luck. He survived the catastrophe. Finally, he secretly used the fish maw to pass on a letter to contact himself who was gathered at the Nine Gates of the town. From the letter, the demon Zun actually seemed to have a heart for his son, and he smashed the tables and chairs in anger, hated and angry, the twelve heads discussed for a long time, and finally, due to the situation, he seized the only way out of Xianmen, making his son Seeking perfection with humiliation, disregarding shame, and doing everything possible to win over the demon king, laying a line for the fairy gate.

Later, Xing Lin really made great contributions in the matter of destroying the Demon Nest. For this reason, no matter how he was ignorant and inexperienced, he wandered and wandered.

He frowned, looking at the haggard, exhausted and suffering Xing Lin, the dissatisfaction with him in the past could not help but subside, it could not be said that hundreds of feelings came to his heart.

He and Guimeng Daoist listened carefully to Xing Lin's talk about the time for a stick of incense. The curtains of the tent were divided into two layers, and only the first layer of insect-repelling thin curtain was left behind. Through the curtain, three figures including Guimeng Daoist could be seen .

It also couldn't hide Xing Lin's whispering.

The woods outside the tent are sparse, but it is easy for Tibetans.

A few disciples waited outside the tent, stupid as a pig's head, with two eyes on each of them, but they couldn't see anything strange.

Behind the woods, the undersized figure disappeared in a flash.

Inside the tent, after Xing Lin finished his speech, Guimeng Daoist stroked his beard and said, "You mean, with Mozun's current ability and state, we have little chance of winning."

Xinglin nodded, and Guimeng Daoist continued: "Therefore, only you rely on the old feelings of the Demon Lord, just like in the past, come inside and steal the killer."

Guimeng real person looked at Yu Shangqing, but Yu Shangqing sighed deeply without saying a word.

Xing Lin said: "For the sake of Xianmen, to save a few senior brothers, I... I might as well..."

Master Guimeng nodded, "Okay, then, according to what you said, I will hand over the tripod of heaven and earth to you."

Guimeng Daoist took out a palm-sized tripod from his bosom, Xing Lin spread out his palm, and it fell firmly into his hand.

He got up and was about to leave, when Yu Shangqing suddenly remembered something, "There is a magic circle outside the palace. As a disciple of the Immortal Sect, you can get out there, but how do you get in?"

Xing Lin paused for a moment, and said slowly: "That is the magic circle set up by Mozun himself, any magic circle of his... will recognize the master to me."

When the sun climbed up the mountainside, Xinglin saw the eaves of Yufang Palace.

For this trip down the mountain, he racked his brains to prepare a speech, exhausted his mind, and now he finally got what he wanted and returned to the palace easily.

He breathed a sigh of relief.

He quietly slipped back into the main hall, not wanting to run into Brother Gui who was strolling over from the main hall as soon as he entered the side door of the main hall. Brother Gui held up an apple bigger than his face and asked him, "You want to go out?"

Xing Lin turned back and walked into the back hall, "I'm at the door to get some air."

Brother Gui snorted, "You are free."

Looking at his back, he chewed on the apple, which was extremely crisp.

In the back hall, the people who fell asleep on the high couch didn't lie down until midnight last night, and they haven't woken up yet.

Xing Lin breathed a sigh of relief, and walked lightly to the front, before walking a few steps, the sleeping person turned over and opened his eyes slightly.

His eyes were still half red, but his eyes were clear, he was no longer insane, Xing Lin's heart sank suddenly.

Tianzhu straightened his long arms without hesitation, exerted strength on his waist, and stretched his waist back a long way.

He hugged the quilt, buried his head in the pillow, and said in a slightly joyful voice, "It's so soft, do you want to lie down?"

Seeing his state of mind, Xing Lin felt relieved.

Fortunately, he is still in a daze.

He walked away, shaking his head.

Tianzhu hugged the quilt and sat up, the morning light fell on the bluestone slab through the neat window lattice, he looked at it for a while, and suddenly said: "I want to go for a walk, okay?"

He was asking Xinglin.

Why did he ask Xinglin.

Xing Lin didn't know either, so he could only answer: "Of course."

He still stands far away, not close.

Hearing this, Tian Zhu lifted off the thin quilt, and wanted to go down to the ground barefoot.

Xinglin paused for a moment, sighed, then stepped forward, held Tian's body that was about to rise, took out the collapsed shoes and socks, supported his bare feet, put on the socks first, and then put on the socks for him. Put on your shoes.

He knelt down on one knee under Tianzhu, after packing up, he raised his eyes to meet Tianzhu's gaze, stared at him for a long time, and slowly said: "I must be familiar with you, your appearance... I am very familiar It's..."

Xing Lin's lips moved slightly, "Impossible."

He suddenly lowered his head, stretched out his hand to cover Tianzhu's burning gaze, and said, "Don't look."

Tianzhu was covered and did not wave away, and asked calmly and ignorantly: "Why can't I see it?"

Xing Lin was at the bottom, and said, "I...I don't look good..."

As soon as he finished speaking, he happened to see the blouse that Tianzhu tore last night, and immediately tore it lightly with his hands, pulling off a long black gauze, which blindfolded Tianzhu and tied a knot in the back of his head involuntarily.

He breathed a sigh of relief, stood up, and looked at the sky that covered his eyes. He knew that the blouse was semi-transparent, and now he was standing in front of him——he was just like what he saw through the light veil that day.

Tianzhu stopped moving, the figure standing in front of him, the familiar voice, and the breath that entangled him stopped his hand that wanted to take off the black veil.

Xing Lin stood for a while, then said flatly, "Don't you want to go out?"

Tianzhu nodded, Xinglin turned and left first, and pushed open the door of the back hall.

Tianzhu looked at his hazy and familiar figure, and walked straight forward.

Xing Lin stood there silently, and when he approached, he couldn't help saying: "You..."

He helplessly stretched out his right hand, putting it in front of his eyes, "...be careful of the threshold."

Going out from the side door at the junction of the main hall and the back hall, it is the forest where the sky was thrown out that day. It was dark at that time, and the moonlight reflected the forest with sparse branches and branches, and ghostly shadows. The tree trunks are covered with fresh greenery, and the mountain breeze is clear, making it a good place for a stroll.

Tianzhu is not a blind man who walks around holding on to Xing Lin's wrist without complaining, but Xing Lin can't help feeling a little guilty for treating a good person like this.

Just a few steps out of the back hall, he met Brother Gui who was guarding under the wall. At this time, Brother Gui was holding a cantaloupe and was gnawing, and saw his lord come out unexpectedly.

Eyes covered with black veil?blind?

With a full voice, he looked at the calm expressions of the two, they didn't look like it!

He stretched out his hand to point, but he didn't yell out, and watched the two pass by him.

What are they... playing?

The morning light penetrated the leaves above their heads and fell lightly in the forest. The two walked one after the other in silence, stepping on the rotten leaves, making a slight rattling sound.

When was the last time we walked together, maybe in the last lifetime, Xing Lin thought faintly.

The forest is not very big, but it is not small either. After walking slowly for half an hour, a stone tablet appeared in front of him.

It was the one that Tianzhu vomited blood and passed out last time.

Xing Lin's footsteps slowed down, and he said calmly: "We've reached the end, let's go back."

Tianzhu felt that it was very nice outside, the wind was gentle and the air was clear, comfortable and pleasant.

But Xing Lin wanted to leave, Xing Lin turned around in front of him, his hand was stuck to Xing Lin's wrist, and he turned back obediently.

The two walked slowly for more than half an hour, and strolled back to the side entrance of the main hall.

As soon as he entered the door, Xing Lin wanted to lead him back to the back hall, but he stopped and looked into the distance and asked, "Where is that place?"

The main hall is very large, and there is a back hall door at the junction with the back hall, a side door of the main hall, and a very high and huge screen, which can only be entered into the hall by turning the screen.

It was dark here, and there was light coming from the hall far away.

Xing Lin behind him hesitated for a while, and said, "That's the main hall, where a few... prisoners were tied up."

Tianzhu looked at the light and walked forward, Xinglin held his hand, naturally he had to go with him.

The two were walking, and before they could turn the screen, Xing Lin silently lowered his wrist, and there was no place to help. Through the hazy black veil, he glanced suspiciously at the figure beside him.

Xing Lin didn't explain, the two of them turned to the screen in silence, he didn't take a few steps, and looked back.

Tianzhu fell behind, and he was covered with a black veil. Although he could see things in a haze, but the place was dim, he hesitated and cautious every step he took, and he couldn't help raising his right hand to support the screen.

Xing Lin looked at him silently, waiting on the spot, when Tian Zhu walked to him, Xing Lin suddenly stretched out his hand again.

Tianzhu looked at him with clear eyes, and naturally supported his wrist.

The people tied under the big pillar of Fuyun had heard the movement a long time ago, and the row of disciples facing Xinglin and the two stretched their necks to look this way.

When the two of them came out of the darkness side by side, the faces of all the brothers and sisters seemed to be full of flowers.

After the battle in the main hall, Gan Dihua and others deduced the cause and effect of the incident from a few words, coupled with the evidence that Xinglin wanted to see the fate, it is certain that Xinglin is the legendary lantern keeper.

They were shocked for a long time, and took out the whole incident to taste and discuss. They haven't seen Xinglin for many days, and even secretly suspected that Xinglin had been...

When Xinglin and Tianzhu came side by side, Xinglin couldn't help being unscathed, and...

Everyone's eyes fell on his wrist supporting Tianzhu.

Xing Lin lowered his eyelids to meet the eyes of the disciples of the Xianmen and his brothers who grew up together, and couldn't help lowering his slender and fair neck, his ears gradually turned red.

Such a thin and thin figure, heavy and stagnant footsteps, a look of shame and indignation, and an unbearable demeanor.

The brothers were both shocked and regretful.

Xia Baiyou stared at him with wide eyes, but was frightened by Mozun and dared not speak.

Bai Changong, who had played and played with him since he was a child, ate and slept at the same table, saw that he was such a good man, and his eyes turned red for a moment.

Guo Bu'er wished to kill Mozun even more.

Xun Weishu, Gan Dihua, Hu Zhengru and others looked at him in silence.

At this moment, countless gossips and gossips among the brothers and sisters flashed through Xing Lin's mind one by one. He closed his eyes, and several eyes pierced him like arrows. He really couldn't lift his face.