Chapter Eighty-Seven: Little Emotions

said that they wanted to cooperate, but in fact, both sides were secretive about what the common enemy was, and the machine spirit could make a star official lurk in the demon clan for hundreds of years, and even privately teach demon skills under the noses of many big demons, and finally teach a demon king-level devil, who knows if it has arranged other eyeliner.

After all, every monster that has been struck by lightning may no longer be the original goods.

Originally, the old turtle of the Warring States period was transformed into a seedling, and I don't know if it was destined to pass that level, or if Heavenly Court cheated and robbed its white shell, in short, the will of a certain star official replaced the original goblin, and named himself Bai Guiren.

I'm not the only one after a long time, Du Ling sighed after learning about the standard process of the star official's possession.

But compared to Du Ling, who made a prediction and was used as a rumor-monger, this officially appointed snatcher is much more bullish. It not only witnessed the rapid development of human civilization, but also participated in many conspiracies that caused mortals and monks to drift away and promote the gradual decline of the righteous path: he was a fake Taoist priest who poisoned the Son of Heaven by alchemy, a rain seeker who killed the people, or a fake secret maker of pseudo-spiritual treasures that caused several ancient sects to turn against him.

In the end, he became the "guide" of the Demon Venerable.

Just like Heavenly Court secretly arranged for hundreds of years before finally creating a Sword Immortal Heavenly Emperor who had successfully ascended without distractions, it was naturally impossible for a powerful big devil to jump out of the stone directly.

Those world-shattering demonic skills that have long been destroyed by the righteous path and should not exist in the world have copies in the heavenly court, but the exercises are just dead things, and the key is to find an ancient relic with excellent bones, but they are helpless to rely on the difficult situation of the ancient relics to cultivate it.

——The better the talent of the root foot, the stronger the endurance of demonic skills, and the less likely it is to go crazy and self-destruct, and the worse the living environment, the higher the desire for power, and the easier it is to go down the evil path.

Bai Guiren searched for five or six hundred years, and finally found Mo Weitian, who was still an egg at that time, when the previous dynasty was on the verge of extinction and the people were struggling to survive.

The story after that is simply a standard counterattack script, the protagonist from a humble background has experienced all kinds of hardships, but every time he encounters an opportunity, he has a mysterious master who instructs him to practice divine skills, and finally grows from a pitiful little man who makes people despise and bullies, to a big demon king that everyone admires and trusts.

However, at this time, the demon winner found that his protagonist's aura was a curse, and the magic skills taught by the masters were actually magic skills, and he had become the best choice to destroy the world.

He is indeed ambitious and wants to swallow mountains and rivers, but he doesn't literally want to swallow the world!

Mo Weitian originally didn't believe that there would be someone who would help him for no reason and without asking for anything in return, but after realizing that he had become a demon cultivator, he was even more convinced that the master was not well-intentioned, so he secretly paid attention to it, and finally gradually discovered the clues.

Even if he had some suspicions, he still had to quietly develop the demon cultivation force as the machine spirit wished, and even dragged most of the shape-shifting goblins into the water out of self-preservation.

The wretched will have something to hate.

Others learn badly as soon as they teach, and they are better than blue, and in the final analysis, they are not good birds.

"He's a natural match with that thing up there." Du Ling rolled his eyes and commented, no matter how Mo Weitian said that he was victimized by Heavenly Court, he couldn't hide the selfishness, cruelty, and cunning in his nature.

Now I am trying to cooperate with them, but it is only because it is no longer profitable to continue to follow the machine spirit, and I am afraid of being sheared, so I pretend to change my mind...... Oh, and someone has to believe it (mocking face.)

In fact, according to Du Ling's meaning, it is best that the two villains, one bright and one dark, can love and kill each other, and don't shamelessly scourge the upright and pure beautiful young man of his family. However, it is not up to him to decide how things develop after all, they even have to put on a tolerant attitude and pretend to be moved by this past...... It's a sad story.

Who let the truth of this life experience be one of the great cooperation sincerity that the Demon Venerable greatly provided to the Heavenly Emperor.

Other sincerity also includes taking action to suppress the demon clan that was about to move by the rumors of demon cultivation, helping Qi Fengyu to sit in a stable position, providing information on the manufacturing method and delivery area of the demon seed, and the location of the teleportation array that can directly reach other Shenzhou fragments, etc.

It feels like he has a decent attitude, but Du Ling is stubborn, and he also quoted the two-dimensional law and said: "I want to join the protagonist team without a fight, such a villain is either sabotage or undercover!" ”

It seems that he has completely forgotten that it was he who was interested in him when he first received the peace letter.

Anyway, if you bring it sincerely, you have to inspect the goods, you just hand over a bunch of information and move your mouth, we have to confirm the authenticity of the inspection loss, then you have to break your leg, wait!

So he instigated the Emperor of Heaven to take him to review one place at a time, vowing to trample the great rivers and mountains of the motherland, and calculate how many people were buried in the devil's mouth - the latter is actually an impossible task, but roughly count the casualties, and then deduct eighty percent of the devil to the devil is definitely not wronged him.

With such a clear-cut antipathy and defense, many demon clans of the Mo Weitian faction whispered behind their backs that the flat-haired beasts were one family five thousand years ago, and the Qishan chicken had to be the ancestral tomb to breathe fire, so that he could meet such a minister to help him slander. Listening to this kind of pillow wind, the Heavenly Emperor will not be a good bird, maybe he deliberately suppressed the demon clan, so as to squeeze out the capable and sincere Mo Venerable, and instead support the incapable pheasant essence.

Then these small words reached Du Ling's ears through Zhu Kaishan, who was transferred from Mozhou to engage in propaganda.

Looking at the old pig spirit's fat face, Du Ling almost blew up his lungs, and endured it for a long time before he snorted coldly: "The clear ones are self-purifying, and I don't have the same knowledge as them, master." ”

Is he a slanderous villain, or a prescient minister, who needs to be evaluated by those ignorant goblins, hum!

"That's that, those idiots don't know how big a crisis we are facing," Zhu Kaishan smiled flatteringly, saying that he was waiting for the demon to stand firmly on Du Ling's side: "Lao Wang, that guy also fought with them, and he was too impatient, in fact, what is there to be anxious about, if the enemy does not move, I will not move, and it is not bad to maintain balance." ”

“………… Come on, you don't understand it for a long time. ”

Obedient and obedient, Du Ling is not stupid, he naturally knows that Zhu Kaishan is actually talking the opposite, and urges him to make a decision in disguise - whether to turn his face and tear up Mo Weitian first, or join forces to tear up with God, anyway, he can't be so stiff all the time.

The words 'slow fear of change' are not just a joke, dragging and dragging, maybe the machine spirit will give birth to some poisonous plan and trap them all. And Mo Weitian is not an eighteen-year-old kiln, a woman and a woman, she will wait for you to change your mind, in case people are impatient, the temptation is not a threat, eat it first A few cities to fill your stomach Where are you going to cry?

It's not that Du Ling doesn't understand these truths, but he has other concerns, so he can only be so stubborn.

Distraught, he waved his hand to drive away Lao Zhu, who was thick-skinned and came to probe his mouth, he scratched his head a few times, and began to squat on the ground and breathe with himself.

When the squatting heels were numb and the top of his head was about to be bald, he was suddenly pulled up by a pair of hands and held in his arms.

You don't have to look back to know who is coming.

This cold and gentle aura is what Du Ling is most obsessed with, but at this time, he struggled without knowing what to do, and stubbornly twisted his neck, refusing to even let the afterglow fall on the face of the fairy.

In fact, where does he blow the wind on the pillow, these days, in order not to be alone with Xiao Li, he has made all kinds of excuses three times.

But this senseless rebellion doesn't do anything other than make yourself more embarrassed. Xiao Li usually indulges Du Ling's petty temper, but once he becomes stronger, the power of the Emperor of Heaven does not allow anyone to resist.

Xiao Li naturally wouldn't use coercion to deal with his sweetheart, but just by being stared at by his calm and deep gaze for a moment, Du Ling couldn't bear it.

Although he still lowered his head, his limbs were stiff and straight, and he couldn't relax, but he finally whispered in the volume of a mosquito humming: "...... You start by making an enchantment that no one can eavesdrop. ”

Hearing this, a hint of clarity flashed in Xiao Li's eyes, in the past, when Du Ling really wanted to talk to him secretly about something serious, or quietly do something unserious, he would take him to the Taoyuan space, but now that he asked for this, then he had a little more grasp of the reason for this awkwardness.

However, no matter how much it happened, it didn't mean that Du Ling's behavior of avoiding him and not getting along with himself was worthy of encouragement, so after doing a good job of the magic circle, Xiao Li still didn't say a word, and let the silence ferment in the air.

And Du Ling kept his head down, his lips closed one by one, as pitiful as a fish suffocating from lack of water.

In the end, the Emperor of Heaven, who still wanted to punish a little and admonish, couldn't bear it first, and forcefully lifted his little face, which had lost a lot of weight, and carefully dropped a few kisses without any lust.

"You don't have to think too much about it - the record of the descent of the star officer was not uncommon in ancient times, and assisting the divine soul possession should be the original supernatural power of the artifact, and it is not necessary for the artifact spirit to intervene." Xiao Liwei paused, and finally chose to directly expose Du Ling's worries.

"So shards will work too?" Du Ling smiled bitterly.

How could he not think about it, he could still hold on and not mind after listening to the story halfway through the story, but the more he thought about it afterwards, the more afraid he became, his rebirth, his golden finger, and all his dependences were actually the peach orchard space, that is, the piece that carried the peach orchard that fell off from the artifact heavenly court at some point.

Before, Xiao Li said that he was the one who had escaped, and his existence was hidden by fragments of the same level as the artifact, which was a variable that the instrument spirit could not calculate, so he was really stupid to believe it.

But what if not?

What if he was also one of the first hands of the machine spirit to arrange in advance?

He had always been proud that he was the one in charge, and every whim could be recognized by Xiao Li. Now Du Ling began to fear whether his flashes of inspiration would be the enemy's arrangement. That's why he changed his rash attitude in the past, and repeatedly checked the authenticity of the information many times, but he still couldn't make a decision.

This is not prudence, but a sudden loss of confidence to take responsibility for the follow-up, as if as long as the decision to cooperate or not to cooperate is not made by him, even if he makes a mistake, it has nothing to do with him.

"I'm just afraid that one day I will suddenly be unable to help myself, such as pit you at the critical moment of the decisive battle." Those thoughts that were too cowardly and too dark could not be spoken, and Du Ling only laughed at himself in the end.

"No, it won't."

I don't know if I believe that Du Ling will not be controlled, or I believe that I will not let them fall into that situation, in short, what I replied to Du Ling together with these sonorous and firm words was a more fiery and tight, completely unreserved embrace.

Du Ling tiredly closed his eyes and leaned into this embrace, feeling the strength that could not be escaped, and finally couldn't help but rub it gently.

I don't know if this little animal's behavior belongs to the human soul or the instinct of the body.

In fact, he is also a selfish guy, although he is not as thorough as Mo Weitian's badness, but he can't focus on the overall situation. His deliberate procrastination these days is not only because he is worried that his existence will harm Xiao Li, but also because he is afraid that Mo Weitian will find out his origin in public.

The demon looked like a dead group, who had discovered the Heavenly Court conspiracy for many years before them, but had been holding back the water, and was thinking about the immortal spring in the upper space, and now he was thinking about some bad idea to destroy the unyielding relationship between him and Xiao Lizi.

Thinking about it like this, it finally inspired a little fighting spirit, although the frustrated thoughts still ran rampant in his mind from time to time, making his chest hurt, but in Xiao Li's reassuring breath, Du Ling still shook out the thoughts that he hid the deepest and most dared to face:

"I've actually always had a question...... Am I truly reborn as a complete soul? Or like the star official, there are only fragments left, a memory or a spiritual imprint or something, carried here by the space, fused with the remnants of Kanye's failed tragedy, and spelled into a ...... that is neither human nor demonic"

What is it, Du Ling doesn't know how to describe the lingering fear in his subconscious.

Who am I?

Where am I?

Am I or am I not who I once was?

Once self-doubt begins, the truth is that there is a complete unsolvable chain of philosophical propositions.

But the answer to the question that can make you feel confused may seem undoubted to others.

For example, Xiao Li never had the slightest doubt about who the person he put in his heart was: "You are you, the you I know." ”

It doesn't matter if it's not the former mortal Du Ling, just like the me you didn't know in the past hundred years, just a puppet who acted according to the script of the machine spirit, but after knowing you, I have my own meaning.

So even if you really set up a trap, I'm willing to do it.

The latter subtext doesn't need to be spoken, just by making eye contact, you can read the deep affection in it.

It was very touching and romantic, but once Du Ling began to return to the blue, he was a little dissatisfied with this kind of pure love theater with a strong literary style.

He hooked the corners of his mouth: "Little pear, your boyfriend power is off the charts, but it can't have a comforting effect, you should say - just with the grandson of the machine spirit, you can't think of sending me this level of welfare." ”

Well, playing poor is probably Comrade Du Xiao's special way of being shy.

But romantic sensibilities aside, his idea makes a lot of sense.

Speaking of which, it was a pure accident that they could call Yangchun Baixue and the lower riba people, and their life experiences, personalities, and hobbies could not coincide at all, and when they first met, one party was not even a person, but they could also stir up the foundation to this day It must be true love (otherwise it is a perversion).

But that machine spirit obviously does not have the additional functions of Yue Lao or Cupid, if it really wants to put sugar-coated cannonballs out of the beauty plan, it must not choose Du Ling, a street writer who is not diligent and does not distinguish between grains and grains, and loves men and women in gender.

And if he didn't fall in love, Du Ling, a scumbag with only a powerful mouth, would not pose any threat to Xiao Li at all, so he was really arranged by the machine spirit and it was just a waste of chess.

Du Ling's mind that came out of the tip of the horn gradually cleared, but ......#安心的同时突然有点不爽了怎么破? #

Although he thinks that his younger brother is a group of powerful people, it seems that he has no status and contribution at all except for the identity of the Iceberg Emperor's petty lover!

The old haze dissipated, and a new sense of crisis slowly rose in someone's heart.

"Well, the level of appreciation is different." I didn't know that the Taoist priest clenched his sleeves because his mind had turned a big corner again, and Xiao Li solemnly affirmed Du Ling's analysis.

Sword cultivators were all lonely, so he hadn't fantasized about what his Daoist companion should be like before. If it really exists, it is nothing more than the gentle and beautiful fairy in the textbook, and he respects him like a guest, not a living object like now, full of whimsy and small emotions from time to time.

——Obviously followed the other party's words, but gained a gentle smile from Xiao Li, who was white-eyed, and found that he enjoyed the process of giving the other party a haircut.

But it's still like this, and it explodes when you poke it.,It's the cutest look when you think of anything.。

"Don't think alone in the future, discuss anything with me first." After consciously talking earnestly, the knot in the hearts of the Taoist couple was untied, and the relationship between the two was deepened, and His Majesty the Emperor of Heaven, who had achieved great results, naturally made a request.

Suddenly, a domineering president wind came to his face, making Du Ling, who was just reflecting on his recent weakness and about to become a vassal, jump, and retorted not too seriously: "I'll come here once in a while, I will soon figure it out if you don't care about me." And love still has to leave something for each other * to last, for example, don't you have something to hide from me? ”

“…………”

Although he had a flash of inspiration and set up a small set for Xiao Li at the end of the conversation, Du Ling really didn't expect that he would receive a silent answer.

You must know that Xiao Li never lied to him, so what does this mean by not denying it...... Is there really something to hide from him??

It's really just a matter of not making a move, and as soon as you make a move, you will dig up a big news. Du Ling's eyes widened, and he held back two small flames, raising his head and chest to denounce Xiao Li's immoral double-standard behavior. As a result, before the first word of the battle text was spit out, the mouth was blocked first.

"Hmm~~~" Fog grass! When did you learn to talk with your body? It's good, it's really going to be reversed...... Yes............

Du Ling, whose angry face was flushed, struggled to resist.

However, his Taoist companion who is not good at words is not an object of clumsy speech, and soon the struggling struggling will become a moaning and sobbing filth.

Although I don't enter the Taoyuan space of the absolute two-person world, I have fought countless prohibitions and isolated all sound and sight, which is also very suitable for the dirty Mercedes-Benz of high-speed trains.

As for what little secrets are hidden by the driver who is becoming more and more skilled, he clings to each other in the wind and sways to his heart's content, where can the passengers who are so cool that their souls fly into the sky still care.

Zi said: There is nothing between couples that cannot be solved by one shot, if there is, just do it again.

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