The next morning, Yin Ming appeared before Long Cheng with panda eyes.
Looking at his dark circles under his eyes, Long Cheng asked curiously, "Brother Ming, were you beaten up last night?"
No wonder Ming-ge wrapped himself under the covers as soon as he got back last night. Turns out he got beaten up and was too embarrassed to let him see it.
Yin Ming glared at him with murderous intent, but did not answer his question. "I borrowed a magic weapon from Senior Liu Ying last night. Could you go and get it for me if you have time today?"
After saying that, Yin Ming tightened his outer robe and walked towards the training room.
Long Cheng scratched his head in confusion as he watched his departing figure, and replied, "Oh, I see."
As evening fell, while the two were having dinner in the cafeteria, Long Cheng handed the magical artifact he had retrieved from Liu Ying to Yin Ming.
“Hey, Ming-ge, this is ‘Thousand Faces’ that Mother asked me to give to you.”
Yin Ming's eyes lit up, and he reached out to take the magic weapon, only then feeling somewhat at ease.
Long Cheng then approached with a gossipy look on his face, "Brother Ming, what are you going to do with this magic item? I remember Mother also has a set of night clothes that can conceal one's presence and aura, why didn't you borrow that too?"
Yin Ming glanced at him speechlessly, then raised his hand and tapped his forehead, shoving him back into place. "Do you think I'm going to rob someone?"
Long Cheng, who had been pressed down, looked completely matter-of-fact. "Isn't that right? It's quite similar. Thousand Faces is a magic weapon that can change one's appearance, isn't it?"
If you weren't planning to rob someone, why would you change your appearance?
Yin Ming choked, thinking to himself that it was obviously to avoid that brat Ling Yao.
Although he was certain that his life was safe after what happened last night.
But... but Lingyao actually said he likes him?
Yin Ming asked himself honestly, when they usually got along, it was clearly just the kind of brotherly affection between them.
Who could have imagined that this relationship would suddenly turn sour!
Although I don't know when it started to spoil...
Anyway, Yin Ming's mind is still a mess right now, and he hasn't figured out how to face him.
Fortunately, Lingyao was drunk last night and didn't recognize Yinming, otherwise who knows how things would have turned out.
However, you might not be so lucky next time you encounter this situation.
To avoid another chance encounter that would result in Lingyao capturing him and taking him back to the Demon Sect, Yin Ming felt it was necessary to plan ahead.
So he borrowed this magical artifact from the fireflies that very night.
This melodramatic novel is the best; it has everything you could want.
Now that Yin Ming has such a magical artifact in his spatial ring, he is no longer afraid of encountering Ling Yao again.
As long as he puts on this mask before Lingyao discovers him, hehe~ then no one will know that he is Yin Ming himself.
Regarding Lingyao's personal safety, Yin Ming said there was no need to worry.
When I saw Lingyao yesterday, he seemed like an ordinary civilian of the God race.
It's unclear what kind of magical artifact he used to conceal his demonic aura.
In this way, unless he decides to use his resentment, no one will discover his demonic identity.
This is also why Yin Ming didn't leave him any note telling him to leave quickly.
Since he can't find Yin Ming, he'll definitely go back on his own.
Since Lingyao no longer hates him, he must already know the truth, so Yinming doesn't need to go back and explain to him.
Now, she has unexpectedly discovered that he has other feelings for her...
Let's avoid meeting in the future unless absolutely necessary.
***
A cannon shot rose high into the sky and exploded, attracting Lingyao's attention.
He gazed in that direction and followed the path to Qinghong Town at the foot of Shenyu Mountain.
Every inn in town has a banyan tree planted in front of its door. After noticing a red rope tied to a branch of a certain banyan tree, Lingyao walked into that inn with a blank expression.
That was the mark he used to make contact with the disciples of the Demonic Sect.
It was dinnertime, and the inn was bustling with activity. Lingyao sat down at a table and lowered his voice, saying:
"What did you discover?"
The demonic sect disciple didn't dare hesitate for a moment and replied in a low voice:
"Reporting to the sect master, I have heard rumors that the Divine Realm captured a demon today, and the elders of the Divine Realm are torturing him severely, seemingly to find out why he infiltrated the Divine Realm."
“I have secretly contacted my fellow disciples, and the person who was captured is not one of ours.”
Does this mean that the one who was caught is very likely Yin Ming?!
Lingyao's pupils contracted, and he subconsciously touched his chest.
He later recalled some details that made him vaguely realize that everything yesterday did not seem to be a dream.
He recalled how, in his dream, he couldn't contain his joy and kissed Yin Ming.
In an attempt to push him away, Yin Ming slapped him hard.
Although the palm strike did not exert any power, he was already tired and dizzy, and after being slapped like that, he immediately fell asleep.
A dull ache throbbed in Lingyao's chest, and her brows furrowed slightly, unsure whether the pain was emotional or physical.
So, Yin Ming really did show up yesterday, and he really did slap him...
Lingyao punched his chest again in frustration, intensifying the pain.
He missed such a great opportunity!
But why did Yin Ming leave later? Did my actions frighten him?
He doesn't like him getting too close, he doesn't like him kissing him, and... doesn't he like him?
Lingyao gripped the teacup tightly, at a loss, no longer daring to speculate.
In any case, one thing is certain: Yin Ming is indeed here.
Perhaps he was captured by the people of the divine realm after he left the plains yesterday.
What he should be doing now is saving him, not standing here in a daze.
Having made the decision, Lingyao immediately issued the order.
"You wait here and tell the others to stay put. I'll go to the Divine Realm to investigate myself."
"No!" The demonic sect disciple instinctively refused, drawing a disapproving glare from Ling Yao, who then realized he had overstepped his bounds.
"It is far too dangerous for the Sect Master to travel to the Divine Realm alone. Your subordinate begs the Sect Master to allow me to go with you!"
"Heh, I don't need any burdens." Lingyao said this and walked out of the inn.
The disciple's face immediately turned red, but he couldn't say anything in rebuttal.
The sect leader wasn't wrong; with his strength, going there would only be a hindrance to the sect leader...
***
A commotion suddenly broke out outside the cafeteria. Yin Ming looked up in confusion, and Long Cheng followed his gaze and turned around. He immediately got up curiously and went out to see what had happened.
After a while, Long Cheng swaggered in from outside, a chicken leg dangling from his mouth.
Meeting Yin Ming's questioning gaze, he bit off a piece of chicken leg and continued eating casually.
"They say they've captured a demon, and the Second Elder is interrogating him on the sword-offering platform."
Yin Ming was shocked upon hearing this, as if a thousand waves were surging in his heart.
Demons?!
Could it be that Lingyao, that silly boy, exposed his identity and got arrested?
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