The man in black swiftly snapped Ling Yue's neck, then turned around and hurried toward Yin Ming.
"...Ah Yao?" Yin Ming called out softly, somewhat uncertainly.
Is this really Lingyao, or just another Six-Eared Macaque?
Could it be that Ling Yue discovered his identity had been exposed, so he hurriedly created a new double and staged a hero-saves-the-damsel-in-distress scene to regain Yin Ming's trust?
Ahem, no, let me correct that, it's a hero saving a hero.
But the man in black just now used the Spirit Cry Sword. The book clearly states that only Lingyao can wield the Spirit Cry Sword.
However, we can't be 100% sure, after all, this is an illusion, and that Spirit Sword might just be some kind of illusion.
Before Yin Ming could have much time to overthink, the man in black had already arrived in front of him.
Yin Ming subconsciously glanced at the other person's attire: black hat, black mask, black coat, black trousers...
His entire body was shrouded in inky black, with only a pair of bright, beautiful eyes exposed.
Yin Ming frowned immediately; this outfit seemed familiar...
Oh right, isn't that the drunk guy from earlier?!
"Yin Ming, are you alright?" the man in black asked, his handsome eyes filled with concern and worry.
Yin Ming hesitated before grasping the outstretched hand, using it to stand up and steady himself before nervously removing the mask.
The incomparably handsome face from his memory was suddenly revealed before him.
Although this face was exactly the same as Ling Yue's, it had a more genuine worry about it, and the emotions surging in his eyes were the same look that Yin Ming was most familiar with.
With this comparison, it's easy to tell who's real and who's fake.
Yin Ming felt that he must have been blind before, to have mistaken someone for someone else. His A Yao was clearly one of a kind!
But we can't entirely blame Yin Ming, he just... missed him too much.
"Ah Yao!" Having confirmed the other's identity, Yin Ming immediately threw himself into the other's arms and rubbed against his neck affectionately.
Waaah, it's still his Ayako. I'm not pretending anymore, I'm coming clean, I want to sleep!
"You recognize me now?" Lingyao's voice rang out above him, his tone rather unpredictable.
Yin Ming was taken aback, then looked up at him with a somewhat aggrieved expression, "What do you mean by that?"
They haven't seen each other for days. They were supposed to feel that absence makes the heart grow fonder, so why is Lingyao acting like this?
Can love really disappear? He doesn't like him anymore, he's annoyed and tired of him, and it's time to find someone else?!
"Wasn't someone just holding someone else's hand while strolling around?" Ling Yao also looked down at Yin Ming, but his tone sounded sour.
After hearing this, Yin Ming gave a meaningful "oh," as if he understood why the man in black had insisted on running between him and Ling Yue.
It turns out it wasn't that he drank too much, but that he was just jealous.
"My relationship with him is fake, but my relationship with you is real. It's okay, it's okay."
Yin Ming tilted his head up and kissed Ling Yao on the cheek, then patted his head reassuringly.
Lingyao pursed his lips with a hint of helplessness. Noticing something, he raised his hand and gently stroked the skin of Yin Ming's neck, asking with a pained tone, "Does it still hurt?"
After saying that, he took out a clean white porcelain bottle from his spatial ring and gently applied the milky white ointment inside to the bruise on Yin Ming's neck.
"Applying this medicine will help it heal faster."
Yin Ming felt a warmth in his heart and slowly shook his head.
The pain wasn't as intense anymore, and although the scene was quite heartwarming, Yin Ming still wanted to ask—
"Why did you only come to save me now?"
He almost died just now!
If it weren't for Ling Yue's perverted enjoyment of Yin Ming's death throes, deliberately tightening his grip little by little to torture him, he would have been lying on the ground enjoying the cool air by now.
What kind of ridiculous protagonist law is this?! Couldn't they have appeared earlier?! Did they have to show up at the exact moment?!
I already said his heart couldn't handle this kind of stimulation!
"In order to avoid his senses, I sealed my cultivation. It will take some time to break the seal... I'm sorry to have made you suffer."
Lingyao seemed to feel guilty as well. He pressed his forehead against Yinming's forehead and said sincerely, "It was my negligence. You can punish me however you want."
Yin Ming curled his lip, "Since that's the case, then I won't forgive you so easily."
"I'll do whatever you want me to do..." Lingyao was about to express his loyalty, but the rest of the words got stuck in his throat.
He stared wide-eyed in disbelief—this was the first time Yin Ming had ever kissed him first.
He then closed his eyes and gave the other person a heartfelt response.
The kiss was tender and lingering, until Yin Ming could barely breathe, and Ling Yao reluctantly pulled away from his lips.
Yin Ming didn't know how the whole process changed from him taking the initiative to Ling Yao taking the initiative, but what did it matter? The important thing was that he was happy now, and that was enough.
Lingyao stared insatiably at his crimson lips, her eyes growing ever deeper.
"If this is Yin Ming's punishment, then I feel that I haven't learned my lesson enough and need to be punished more often."
Yin Ming immediately raised his hand to cover his mouth, "Next time for sure, next time for sure."
He's scared, he can't take it anymore. Let him rest; his brain is almost deprived of oxygen.
Let's continue next time. As for this so-called next time... Yin Ming felt that he needed to plan it carefully.
He's made up his mind. To hell with Plato, he's definitely going to sleep with Lingyao!
The most urgent task is to think carefully about how to avoid being counterattacked by Lingyao after succeeding.
He wants to be the one on top forever! No kidding!
Lingyao gently flicked his forehead, amused, and said, "What is Yin Ming thinking about? Why does he look so...serious?"
To say he was serious is to beautify him; the true adjective should be "cunning."
However, in Lingyao's mind, Yin Ming's expression was always beautiful.
"It's nothing. Shouldn't we be thinking about how to get out of here?" Yin Ming rubbed his face, which was a little sore from smiling. He admitted that he had thought of a lot of strange things.
However, there are obviously more important things to do now. As for those things he's imagining... he'll find an opportunity to implement them after he gets out of here.
"To get out of here, we need to find the center of the entire illusion, which is the array eye. Everything we see originates from the array eye."
Lingyao looked around at the world. "I haven't been in this illusion for long. Has Yin Ming noticed anything unusual about it?"
Yin Ming shook his head, seemingly unsurprised. "What is usually the core of a formation?"
“An object, a location, or even a living person could be the core of the formation.”
That's an excessively broad scope.
Yin Ming crossed his arms and was about to turn around to take another look when he suddenly heard Ling Yao exclaim, "Watch out!"
Before he could even see what was happening, Yin Ming felt a sudden dizziness, followed by a heavy weight on his body.
He opened his eyes and saw that Ling Yao had pinned him to the ground.
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