Chapter 216 I'm Fighting With You
"Then there's no point in living like this. I'd rather die again."
Lu Yan suddenly changed the subject, and he looked completely different from what he had just said. He looked at the half-human, half-ghost man in black clothes on the bed, his eyes falling on his legs. The soft fabric could not hide his thin and weak legs:
"Just Ying Wujiu, can I ask you one thing before I die?"
He no longer used honorifics, and the timidity and panic just now faded away like the tide, replaced by a playful smile.
Yes, playful, as if he did not regard the Demon Realm Lord in front of him as a real "living person", but rather as a paper man.
Ying Wujiu raised his eyebrows slightly. He didn't know where this little furnace tripod got his confidence from, but he was always tolerant of the dead: "Speak."
Lu Yan asked seriously: "You want to kill me, first because you think I have offended you, and second because I have discovered your secret. What can I say to make you not kill me?"
Ying Wujiu's eyes were dark in the dark, like a whirlpool flowing silently under the abyss of the sea. He sneered with a hint of contempt: "What's the point? You're going to die anyway."
Lu Yan: "I am a very curious person, please let me be a clear-headed ghost."
"Oh, it's a pity that I don't know either."
A drop of crimson appeared silently on Ying Wujiu's fingertips, like a crystal clear blood bead, which was particularly dazzling against his fair skin. He lowered his eyes and played with the drop of crimson, feeling regretful. It was rare for him to meet such a fearless guy in his boring cultivation career, but it was a pity that the other person was about to die.
"But I can tell you one thing. In this whole world, I will only be soft-hearted to one person."
Lu Yan's eyes flickered: "What's that person's name?"
Ying Wujiu uttered two words with a half-smile: "Wang, Shu."
As he finished speaking, he flicked his fingertips lightly, and the drop of crimson liquid fell on Lu Yan. The red fire of karma instantly rose up, like petals of red lotus, gorgeous and dazzling. The man was instantly burned to ashes, leaving nothing behind.
“Tsk…”
Ying Wujiu seemed to recall some past events. He closed his eyes and fell into the pillow, muttering to himself softly,
"This karmic fire is very painful when it burns."
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"You are tired of living, and you dare to climb into my bed!"
So what if I climb into your bed! You're paralyzed, what else can I do? !
Back to the beginning, Lu Yan cursed in his heart, Ying Wujiu, this bastard, actually dared to set fire to him. If he doesn't get this debt settled, he will not be called Lu anymore!
Although he was angry in his heart, he still knelt down and begged for mercy: "My Lord, you can't kill me."
Ying Wujiu asked without being able to hear the emotion: "Why?"
Lu Yan said with tears in his eyes: "My name is Wangshu."
Wang~Shu, these two names sound so nice, she is most likely Ying Wujiu's sweetheart. I have the same name as his sweetheart, and I don't know if I can gain some popularity and soften his heart.
However, Ying Wujiu was stunned at first, then he became furious and hit Lu Yan in the chest: "How dare you make fun of my mother!!!"
Lu Yan: “???”
Brother, it turns out she is your mother. Could you please tell me earlier next time?
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"You are tired of living, and you dare to climb into my bed!"
"Just climb! Do we need to pick a day?!"
Lu Yan was furious and rushed forward to fight with Ying Wujiu:
"Young Master, I will fight you to the death!!! Today, I will teach you a lesson on behalf of your dead mother!! You want to kill me, right? Burn me, right?"
Ying Wujiu was stunned for a moment, he was really stunned. All the servants below were respectful, who would dare to rush up and fight with him? But Lu Yan really did it. By the time he reacted, the other party had already ridden on him and punched him.
“Hmm!”
Ying Wujiu groaned as he was hit on the side of the head. He was then so angry that he trembled all over, his complexion turned red, the left side of his face had a fragile beauty, while the right side of his face was like an angry Shura: "Get out, you idiot!!"
Ying Wujiu was so angry that he even forgot that he knew any magic. In addition, his legs were numb, so for a moment he wrestled with his opponent like an ordinary person.
Lu Yan had died so many times in vain, and was even angrier than him. He grabbed Ying Wujiu by the collar and scolded him, "You are the Demon Lord, so what? What's wrong with me climbing into your bed? How could I, a beautiful young man, let you suffer such a loss?! You can't even feel your legs, how could I be so cruel as to destroy a disabled person!"
Ying Wujiu's eyes flashed with shocking anger. This bastard actually dared to call him a cripple: "Get off me, you're looking for death! Believe it or not, I will tear you into pieces!"
Lu Yan risked his life and said viciously: "Then I will bite you to death first!!"
Ooooooo!!
Lu Yan lowered his head and bit Ying Wujiu's neck. His teeth were sharp and he bit with all his might, so blood immediately appeared. However, Ying Wujiu's blood was as hot and scorching as flames, almost burning his tongue.
"How dare you! What are you doing to the Lord!!"
When the left guardian Fengsha led a group of demon cultivators to rush in, he saw that the furnace tripod that often swept the inner courtyard was actually riding on the master, and both of them were bruised and swollen, and there was a bloody smell in the air. His face suddenly changed, and without thinking, he gathered a lightning arrow and shot it over:
“Sizzle!”
Lu Yan successfully unlocked a new way to die.
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"You are tired of living, and you dare to climb into my bed!"
It's not over yet, is it? It's not over yet, is it?!
Lu Yan was devastated and held his head. Why couldn't he get over this? No, he couldn't die again this time. He had to find a new persona!
Lu Yan took a deep breath, adjusted his mood, and responded to Wu Jiu with a bow:
"Please forgive me, my lord. I did not mean to offend you. I just suddenly noticed that you had the poisonous aura of the Red Lotus Fire on you. I was worried, so I had the courage to come forward to check."
Ying Wujiu might be indifferent to the crying of a servant, but he would never be indifferent to his own illness. As soon as Lu Yan said this, the temperature in the hall dropped by more than a little bit, making people feel cold on their backs.
Ying Wujiu's eyes were dark, and he moved his fingertips slightly, and the scarlet gauze curtain in front of him automatically opened from the middle: "Who told you that I have the Red Lotus Fire Poison in my body?"
His voice was deep and ethereal, and his emotions were unpredictable.
Lu Yanwen took the doctor's script and said calmly, "I am a medical practitioner, so I know a thing or two."
Ying Wujiu curled his lips slightly, but this not only failed to make people relax, but made people more afraid: "So you just considered my safety?"
Lu Yan: “Of course.”
Ying Wujiu sneered: "The next one is the same?"
Lu Yan: “…”
Lu Yan continued to pretend to be calm: "It was just a little crazy thought of mine. Please be gracious and let me atone for my crime."
Ying Wujiu tapped the edge of the bed with his fingertips, his emotions hard to tell: "Oh? How do you want to atone for your sins?"
In fact, it is very simple to get Ying Wujiu to show his favor, as long as you are useful to him. And curing his fire poison is undoubtedly a great temptation.
Lu Yan said nothing, but slowly raised his slender white right hand, motioning Ying Wujiu to look over and said, "How about I use this hand to heal your legs?"
He said, boldly covering the opponent's right knee.
These legs were indeed useless. Although they were barely nourished by spiritual energy, they were still so thin that only a bag of bones was left.
Lu Yan was accidentally injured when he entered the Void Realm, and he had little energy left. A faint and soft blue light emanated from his palm, dispelling some of the haze and bringing an indescribable gentleness and healing feeling.
When Ying Wujiu was touched by Lu Yan, the burning pain deep in his bones miraculously subsided, as if a gurgling spring was flowing through his body. He felt indescribably comfortable. Although there was no reaction on his face, a surge of shock rose in his heart.
How could this happen? ! !
Lu Yan's energy was running low, and he withdrew his hand after a moment. The pain that seemed to penetrate his bones once again swept through Ying Wujiu's body, causing him to groan uncontrollably, and his face became even paler.
"The red lotus fire poison in your body has already invaded your bone marrow. If you are not treated in time, your legs will be completely disabled within ten years, your internal organs will be burned within twenty years, and you will lose your sight within thirty years, becoming a complete cripple."
"Give me half a year, and I will definitely be able to restore the Lord to his original state."
Lu Yan made an offer that Ying Wujiu could not refuse, but the latter grabbed his neck and said sinisterly: "Do you think you can threaten me this way? Tell me, where are you from as a spy, and how do you know about the Red Lotus Fire?"
Although the conditions offered by Lu Yan were tempting, his background was even more suspicious. Ying Wujiu already suspected that he was a spy sent by those immortal sects.
Lu Yan said with difficulty: "I only learned a little bit of medical skills in my early years, and I have nothing to do with those famous and upright sects. If you don't believe me, you can go and check it out."
Ying Wujiu stared at Lu Yan expressionlessly, as if trying to confirm whether he was lying or not. After a few breaths, he suddenly laughed out loud, which seemed particularly abrupt in the silent hall:
"What are you afraid of?"
He gently patted Lu Yan's face. Unlike his frightening and gloomy look just now, he had a completely different gentle look. However, his breath was cold when he spoke, which made people feel uneasy:
"As long as you are loyal to me, I will never treat you unfairly. Do you understand?"
Lu Yan pretended to be grateful and said, "I will serve you till death!"
The Xuanguan Hall was where Ying Wujiu practiced meditation in seclusion, and outsiders dared not enter without permission. It was only because the original body was usually in charge of sweeping and cleaning that he found a loophole. Lu Yan did not dare to stay in there for long, and with Ying Wujiu's permission, he quickly left the hall.
The left guardian Fengsha happened to have something to report. Unexpectedly, as soon as he walked to the outside of the corridor, he saw a young man in blue clothes coming out from inside. His eyes narrowed dangerously and he stepped forward to stop him:
"Stop, who are you?"
This Fengsha is not a human being, but an ancient Huwei beast. Because he was tamed by the previous Demon Lord Fu Guang, he has been following him all year round and has made great achievements in the Demon Realm. It is no exaggeration to say that he is second only to the emperor and above ten thousand others.
Lu Yan recognized him.
In the last round, this guy killed himself with lightning.
Thinking of this, my heart couldn't help but itch with hatred.
"My Lord, I am a servant in charge of sweeping the palace."
Fengsha then realized that Lu Yan looked familiar. His golden eyes stared at him suspiciously: "Since you are in charge of sweeping, why did you come out of the palace?"
He knew that except for those confidants, Ying Wujiu never allowed anyone else to serve him closely.
Lu Yan did not say anything. He deliberately rubbed his waist in front of Feng Sha, lowered his head and pretended to be embarrassed, hesitating: "Just now...just now the master summoned me, so I went in..."
Fengsha's eyes suddenly turned strange: "The Lord favors you?!"
No way? You can do it even if your legs are paralyzed?!
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