Regarding his past, Ling Shang has always been reluctant to reveal it to anyone.

He is not as lucky as Ye Mu Shen, and he still has a Ye Mu Jing by his side when he is at his most down.

Ye Mu Shen defeated the depressed self seven years ago, but Ling Shang many years ago chose to live in symbiosis with the darkness.

He did not succumb to the darkness, nor did he become an enemy of it......

He only devoured everything that fate had given him, knowing that he could not escape the darkness.

It's like the "Wuyi" that is still attached to him today.

There is no one in the body, and none of them have survived for half a year.

But Ling Shang has survived to this day.

Like all the poisons in the world, they are no more than anything to him.

If the poison in the world cannot be dissolved by his blood, it can also be devoured by the ink lotus on his back.

Even Liu Shengming thought that the reason why Ling Shang was not poisoned by Wuyi was because he had been soaked in a poison jar since he was a child, and he dissolved Wuyi by attacking poison with poison.

Only Ling Shang himself knew that Wuyi's terrible curse had always been attached to his bones and had become a part of himself.

This is how Ling Shang overcame his fears.

If you can reduce the dimension and crush it, you don't have to be merciful;

What cannot be easily killed, it is used for oneself;

If you can't use it, you will live with it and take what you need......

Liu Sheng still remembers the day after he threw Ling Shang into the Netherworld Valley.

In the cold sunlight, Ling Shang crawled out of a pile of rotten insect and snake corpses.

Covered in blood, his childish dark eyes flashed with disappointment and indifference that were extremely inappropriate for his age.

There is no second Ling Shang in the world.

……

Ling Shang waved his palm to extinguish the candle flame.

The light moonlight shines through the window paper, and the white hair of the night ginseng like snow reflects the pure light.

Ling Shang approached step by step, forcing him to retreat.

Grab his hand and let Yaxiang climb up to him.

Ye Mushen tightened her breath, "Go away." ”

Mi slid into his sleeve, slid down his back, out of his collar, and circled around his neck, tightening his muscles a little bit, suffocating him.

His white hair hung down like a waterfall, and the darkness around his neck was even more bewitching.

Ling Shang squinted slightly, "You're really a wretch...... Just now, it was clear that he could get rid of Mixiang, but when he touched it, he didn't dare to move......"

The corners of Ye Mushen's mouth overflowed with a little white foam.

He was about to be strangled to death by Mi Xiang.

"Ah Sen, why don't you understand? Everything today is caused by you......"

What Ling Shang was talking about, Ye Mushen had no clue.

He thought it would be nice to be strangled like this.

Ling Shang grabbed Mi Xiang at this moment, peeled it off his neck, and threw it heavily on the ground.

Mi Xiang stiffened for a long time, and after regaining his mobility, he immediately slipped back to the coffin of nourishing his heart.

During this period, Ye Mushen gasped for breath and coughed several times.

He wiped the sour foam at the corners of his mouth with his cuffs, "You're right...... It's ruthless. ”

Ling Shang trapped him between his arms, "It's not that I'm ruthless, it's that you're too stupid." ”

"Isn't Mixiang your only friend? You almost broke it in two. ”

"What about you? You've just been almost wrung to death by it...... A snake can't be even, or do you not even care about your own life? ”

“…… I don't care about it. Ye Mushen lowered his head, "Brother, alive...... It's so boring. ”

Ling Shang's chest was so tight that he wanted to vomit blood, and he pressed his lips to another endless deep kiss.

I hugged him for a long time in the dim night light before I said quietly, "Let me tell you an interesting story, do you want to hear it?" ”