Lonely and empty alleys, the snow is like a frightening flood.

One horse, one man, one demon.

In the gloomy alleyway, the eyes of Ye Mushen burned with the flame of determination.

Heart disease also requires cardiac medicine.

Ye Mujing's heart medicine is the demon in front of him that makes people sick when they look at it more.

The skillful Ye Mushen is sure to convince everyone in the world, but the person in front of him, he really has no choice.

Ling Shang stepped back step by step, shaking his head in disbelief, the corners of his mouth mocking with a self-deprecating smirk.

Ye Mushen understood that Ling Shang had already figured out his hole cards - he couldn't play any tricks.

Ling ...... Master Hou, if you have any requirements, as long as I can participate in the night, I will definitely do it. "Ye Mushen wants nothing else.

"Really?" Ling Shang's eyes were red with hatred.

"I've lied to quite a few people...... But I never lied to you. ”

After speaking, Ye Mushen suddenly felt that he couldn't lift his breath, and his limbs and bones seemed to fall apart, quietly shattering in the cold and snowy night.

The two confronted each other wordlessly for a long time.

Ye Mushen had never knelt down to anyone—there was no one in the world who deserved to bend his knees.

Unless it's for the night view.

Ling Shang looked at the unwillingness and anger in Ye Mushen's eyes, and suddenly smiled gently, "Whatever I ask you to do, you will follow?" ”

Ye Mushen's heart was cold, and a deep uneasiness enveloped him, "...... That's right, as long as you can keep Brother Jing alive well. ”

"As long as he can live well...... Ling Shang repeated his words playfully, "He wants to ruin his life, I can't control it." ”

"It's enough for you to save him once. As for the future...... I won't bother you anymore. ”

"Then I will do what I tell you to do." Ling Shang seemed to be inquiring, and he seemed to be ordering.

"You just want my life, and I won't say a word."

Ling Shang snorted lightly, "Your life...... I'm not interested. ”

"And what do you want?" Ye Mu Shen forced composure.

Ling Shang is not an ordinary person, what he wants, even Ye Mushen, who claims to be well-versed in the world, can't guess it.

"Don't worry, I won't take advantage of others." Ling Shang knew everything about Ye Mushen's thoughts.

“…… Thanks a lot. ”

Ye Mushen only felt that a mouthful of sour and thick blood was about to gush out of his throat.

Of course, he remembered the first time Ling Shang said "thank you" to himself.

It's like yesterday.

“…… Need not. Ling Shang's voice hoarse.

What Ye Mushen remembers, of course Ling Shang will not forget.

Hearing these words from Ah Shen's mouth, the dazed dazed people made people even more desperate - his retribution for Ling Shang would never be absent.

The two of them rode on a horse again, and they were extremely embarrassed.

Ling Shang naturally stretched his hands to Ye Mushen's chest and pulled the saddle freely.

Ye Mushen looked at the overly slender and pale hands, sometimes curling his fingers, sometimes soothing the saddle rope, wanting to grab it and put it to his mouth to kiss, and trying to find a sharp axe to break these hands one by one.

What's even more odious is the unsettling familiar aura coming from behind.

Ye Mu Shen not only wants to avoid this disgusting embrace, but also wants to embed himself in it desperately.

But he couldn't afford to be reckless.

Fortunately, the wind and snow were cold all the way, and the silence was not too unbearable.

When Lu Qian saw Ling Shang, he greeted him with a smile as if he had seen the boss's wife, "Oh, I'll just say, what is the boss looking for Qin Tianjian to do, isn't there a Hou Ye who has a wonderful hand to rejuvenate." ”

Ling Shang smiled casually, "The Night Hall Lord begged for each other, and he didn't dare to slack off." ”

Ye Mushen had a bleak and handsome face, "You've been busy all night, go and rest." Brother Jing will hand it over to me and Ling ...... Hou Ye. ”