Ming Teng's kneeling posture became more upright.
Although he didn't remember what happened last night, the stinging pain from the snake's tail reminded him of it.
Last night, Fu Yu must have already given him a good beating.
Otherwise, why would it hurt so much?
Ming Teng closed his eyes, his voice low and hoarse, revealing a hidden joy.
"My master said that if you train a disobedient dog a lot, it will become obedient."
"My foundation is shallow and my comprehension is low. I need Master's more guidance to learn as soon as possible..."
Before he could finish speaking, his waist and abdomen suddenly lurched forward.
Fu Yu pressed down on his strong, muscular lower back, seemingly having anticipated his reaction.
"Does your apprentice particularly enjoy it when his master hits you?"
Ming Teng blushed, and even his pupils turned bloodshot.
"Master, how could you think that?"
"Your current state says it all."
Fu Yu pushed Ming Teng down with a backhand.
Her once robust and imposing figure now appeared soft and easily pushed.
Without Fu Yu exerting any effort, she could easily press down on him.
"Ming Teng, your demonic nature is too strong. What should your master do to guide you onto the right path?"
right way?
The path that leads to Fu Yu is the right path.
Asking him to let go of Fu Yu and his obsession with his master is to follow a heretical and unorthodox path!
Accompanying the faint fragrance was Fu Yu's bone-chilling ice whip.
Each lash struck his meridians.
It struck at his weak point.
"Master."
With each strike, Ming Teng would softly call out "Master," as if using this method to imprint his master's mark all over his body.
The crimson snake eyes looked up at Fu Yu.
The snake scales on her neck appeared and disappeared intermittently, and bluish-black veins spread upwards from her collarbone, like the most beautiful black iris in hell.
It symbolizes a love that leads to despair.
The system had only been browsing videos while clearing memory, and when it came to its senses, it saw that Ming Teng's chest was covered with wounds from the ice whip.
He looked at Fu Yu pitifully, like a little puppy.
"Does Master's hand hurt? If Master is tired, you can rest for a while."
“Your disciple will kneel here and not move.”
Hey, hey, hey.
What kind of extreme maneuvers are you doing that I don't understand!
The system was jumping around in my mind.
"Host, stop hitting him. If you keep hitting him, the male protagonist will be beaten to death."
After saying that, he pressed himself against the screen, his big eyes fixed on Ming Teng.
"Hey, Ming Teng, aren't you the Demon Lord who strikes fear into the hearts of the Six Realms?!"
"Countless people have died at your hands. You are ruthless, capricious, and treat life like dirt! Anyone who disrespects you will be tortured to death by you!"
"How can your public image allow you to be bullied by Fu Yu? Look into my eyes, something's wrong with you, something's really wrong with you!"
Ming Teng, naturally oblivious to the system's complaints, extended its sharp fangs from its lips and innocently conjured a black rope to bind its hands.
“My disciple, you shall stay here obediently and not go anywhere.”
“Ming Teng, this is the first time I’ve ever seen someone so obsessed with punishment, you demon.”
Fu Yu got out of bed, and with a flick of her wrist, the ice whip vanished instantly.
The system breathed a sigh of relief.
"Host, if you continue like this, the male protagonist's character will collapse, and this world will soon fall apart as well."
Fu Yu smiled calmly and tapped the system's forehead in his mind.
"Go check if the male lead's character has fallen apart."
The system displays various values.
Not only did Ming Teng's character design not collapse, it also increased by 5% in terms of completeness.
Oh.
The system sneered. It was a shame that it was worried about Ming Teng, but he was actually enjoying himself immensely and was incredibly happy.
A man's heart is like a needle at the bottom of the sea.
Who would have thought that the seemingly noble and mad Demon Lord was actually the one being abused down there?
The wound from the ice whip healed very quickly; by the afternoon, there was almost no trace of it.
Ming Teng was a little disappointed.
While strolling through the human market, he looked thoughtfully at the thick black rope carried by the hunter.
If this thick rope were tied with thorns, a specialty of hell, a single blow would probably take a very, very long time to heal.
"Make way, make way."
The grand procession of horse-drawn carriages occupied the official road, and the common people on the road were pushed to the side by the guards.
This naturally includes Fu Yu and Ming Teng.
However, Ming Teng was quick-witted and agile, and before the guards could touch Fu Yu, he had already led his master to a safe corner.
Avoid these miscellaneous things from soiling the Master's sacred body.
More than a dozen luxurious carriages drove by, and the faint sound of women weeping could be heard from inside them.
"With such a grand display again, could it be that someone in the royal family has died again?"
"No, those sitting inside are the late emperor's concubines. Today, they are to be taken to be buried with him."
"I heard that some of them didn't even get to see the late emperor before they were buried with him."
"Tch, in this chaotic world, the people go hungry one day and full the next, the corpses pile up like seas, and their lives hang in the balance. If I could be served fine clothes and delicacies every day, I would do anything, let alone be buried with them."
No one sympathized with the dying concubines; they were more worried about how they would survive in this chaotic world.
The convoy left, and the crowd quickly returned to calm.
Only Fu Yu gazed wistfully in the direction the convoy had left.
"Master, do you want to save them?"
Fu Yu glanced at Ming Teng and said calmly, "Let's go back to the inn."
As soon as I arrived at the inn's entrance, I saw the two cultivators hurrying away.
They were carrying the same type of sword.
On the scabbard, there is a single character engraved.
Cang.
Cangyue Ridge.
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