Chapter 280
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He gave him a mouthful of spiritual liquid to replenish his spiritual energy.
There was something in that pair of blood-red eyes? The blurred light was like the blood-red sky after being washed by rain. It was also like a traveler who saw a bright light in the long night. It was much better than the previous scene full of hostility and corpses.
The other party rubbed his wrist that had red marks because of the chain and melted it for him. The bruises on it.
Then, the other party hugged him and sent spiritual energy back to him. Into his body.
This time? The other party remembered to circulate the cultivation method.
Yin and Yang coexisted and cycled.
Ye Yunlan felt that his fatigue had eased a little.
He took a deep breath, raised his hand with difficulty, and stroked the Demon Lord's face.
The man's face was no longer childish. Only at this moment could he vaguely see a little stubbornness and naivety from his youth.
His facial features were handsome and deep. It was not much different from the face he had imagined under the Demon Lord's mask.
They were the same person.
Although they had different experiences, they still walked in front of him and into his quiet and empty world.
Warm spiritual energy poured into his meridians. Ye Yunlan felt as if he was immersed in hot spring water. His whole body softened like water.
His forehead was covered with sweat.
His golden eyes rippled like water.
He said, "… Enough."
However, the Demon Lord did not stop circulating the cultivation method. Instead, he stubbornly hugged him. "Master's body is weak, and this time, you have done a lot for me. I just want to help Master replenish a little more. So that you and I can complete the cultivation method. "
"Just now, Master completed the cultivation method. I've already completed one cycle of cultivation, and now … I'll need at least ten more cycles. "
Ye Yunlan closed his eyes. His eyelashes trembled slightly. He cursed in a low voice, "Madman."
The Demon Lord said in a hoarse voice.
"Immortal Master, with your mortal body? I am converted. Now, I am only willing to serve Immortal Master for a long time and serve you faithfully. "
His eyes were obsessed and pious.
Ye Yunlan gasped and could no longer speak.
If all the servants of an Immortal were like him, how many Immortals would be able to endure being chased and bitten by mad dogs every day? He was afraid that he would have to stew this dog and slaughter it to appease the hatred in his heart.
It was only because he had personally raised this mad dog into an adult that he was able to … act so impudently in front of him.
He raised his hand to cover his eyes.
The Demon Venerable leaned forward and smelled the fragrance in his hair. It seemed a little? Go crazy.
Mad Dog again? She began to lick his cheek, her wet breath puffing against his neck.
He instinctively wanted to dodge, but what could he do? Her arms and legs were weak, so she could only let him bite her and do whatever he wanted to her.
After a period of time, the Demon Lord's state alternated between sobriety and madness.
When she was sober, she would hug him and say "I'm sorry". When she was crazy, she would lick him like a mad dog. However, he still remembered to circulate his cultivation technique, so there was no need for Zhang Xuan to remind him.
The young man he had saved back then had been broken into pieces over the past thirty years. The Demon Lord could no longer remember the original appearance of the world, nor could he remember his original appearance.
But Ye Yunlan still remembered.
He hesitated for a long time. Finally, he reached out and hugged the remaining fragments of the other party in the human world, trying to piece him back together.
Maybe he could succeed, or maybe he would never return? He could not return to the past.
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