Chapter 3 Bloody Immortal Hero

"They call me Madam, so you are my husband, right?" Nan Yan raised her head and looked at Chu Liyue, her eyes were clear and distinct, without any fear in them.

Chu Liyue narrowed his eyes with a gloomy expression.

He is not afraid of death.

I just don't know if she will still be able to call him "husband" with a smile when he kills her.

Nan Yan didn't know what he was thinking.

She suddenly put her hands over her chest and frowned slightly, and then the smile on her face became clearer.

"If you don't say anything, that means you agree, right?"

"I was wondering whose wife I would be. But after meeting you, I knew it. I must be your wife."

"Otherwise, why does my heart beat so fast when I see you?"

She gently covered her chest with her fingers. Her heart beat faster because she was worried about her life. It was impossible to make her fall in love with the person who hurt her.

That faint smile looked more and more like He Nanwan, with a hint of tenderness in her eyes.

Nan Yan deliberately imitated the heroine's demeanor when she spoke.

The male protagonist now only likes the female protagonist, so she can only find a breakthrough point from the female protagonist. Fortunately, they look the same, so even if she pretends, she can still pretend to be 70% similar.

Chu Liyue was stared at in such a way that he was a little dazed for a moment. He couldn't tell what was true or false. He didn't know whether the woman in front of him had really lost her memory or was just pretending to be stupid?

Chu Liyue stared at her sharply for a while. The woman in front of him didn't seem to be lying. The joy between her brows could not be concealed. He let go of her hand with some impatience.

You really don't remember?

What's with the affection in those eyes?

He didn't remember meeting her before, except for once on the wedding day. How could she fall in love with him?

What is this woman doing?

Chu Liyue was in a bad mood. He didn't like things that were out of his control.

What's more, he doesn't need a fake love. The one he likes is He Nanwan. Apart from her, no one else is worthy of him showing mercy.

Chu Liyue's eyes darkened.

Nan Yan seemed to be unable to see the murderous intent in his eyes. She raised her eyes slightly and naturally became close to him. "I... don't remember your name. Can you tell me?"

Chu Liyue ignored her.

Nan Yan tilted her head and continued to speak persistently, "Then... they all call you the Demon Lord. Do I have to meet you, the Demon Lord, too?"

"But isn't this a bit strange? I am your wife, so I should call you husband, right?"

"If you think about it, there isn't much difference. The difference between Demon Lord and Husband is only one word."

...The chattering was so noisy that Chu Liyue's eyes suddenly became cold and impatient.

Suddenly, he remembered the first time he met He Nanwan. She had also taken the initiative to approach him and chatted with him in this way. She was like a piece of taffy that could not be shaken off, and she kept pursuing him.

He still remembered the conversation with He Nanwan when they first met. The memory was still fresh in his mind, as if it happened yesterday. "You are such a strange person. It's really hard to talk to you."

"Forget it, forget it. They all call you A Yue, so I'll call you A Yue too, okay?"

"But isn't this too intimate? Come to think of it, it doesn't matter. The name is just a code name anyway, so just do whatever is convenient for you."

…

When did they become so similar?

He didn't know why, but this woman's every move always brought back memories of him and He Nanwan.

Chu Liyue narrowed his eyes, murderous intent surged in his eyes, and then he slowly raised his hand.

As he slowly raised his hand.

Nan Yan suddenly coughed uncontrollably, her slender body rising and falling slightly, and her other hand subconsciously rested on the hand he extended to her.

...inadvertently hindering his movements.

The soft palm gently pressed against his. Chu Liyue paused with his fingertips slightly, feeling the unfamiliar warmth. This was the first time someone dared to hold him like this.

After Nan Yan stopped coughing, her cheeks were still slightly red.

She did not hide the surprise in her eyes and looked up at him, "Master Demon, why are your hands so cold?"

The expression on her face when she spoke was 80% similar to He Nanwan's. Seeing that he was unmoved, she moved forward cautiously.

There was some surprise in his tone, as if he was concerned.

Then she gently placed her face close to his palm.

The soft touch made the murderous intent in Chu Liyue's eyes gradually fade away. It was just an ant. How could a person have any reaction when facing an ant that had no ability to fight back?

Chu Liyue looked down at her from above.

However, there was one thing that surprised him. Even someone as close to him as He Nanwan had never trusted him so much and was willing to give him her fragile neck.

This is an act of intimacy and trust, not to mention that in the world of cultivation where the strong prey on the weak, even a couple of cultivators may not be so close to each other.

Chu Liyue probably didn't expect that this woman would be so stupid after losing her memory, stupid enough to get close to a man who could take her life at any time.

His eyes fell on the soft, white neck. At this moment, if he used a little more force, he could easily strangle her neck.

…

But Chu Liyue didn't kill her in the end. There was no point in killing a powerless woman. Besides, this fake was not without value.

At least when she smiles, she looks about 70% similar to He Nanwan.

Only after Chu Liyue turned around and left did Nan Yan stop smiling.

This bastard man is really hard to deal with. It took me a lot of effort to dispel his concerns.

It's enough to be soft-hearted. If he can be soft-hearted twice, he can be soft-hearted a third time. Even though he has the same face as the heroine, he is not a rock without any flaws after all.

As long as there is a gap, no matter how big it is, she can always pry open his outer shell and reveal the softest inner core.

Nan Yan's injuries recovered quickly, and the next step was to start the mission mode.

Nan Yan thought about it carefully. It seemed that for a strong and paranoid person like Chu Liyue, it would be difficult for him to trust anyone he was not familiar with. If she showed a little bit of strength, he would be jealous and defensive, and thus choose to kill her.

To deal with such a person, you need to be gentle and proactive, slowly infiltrate his life on a daily basis, so as to gain his affection and trust.

She was good at taking the initiative, but she had to be proactive in a measured way, otherwise the man would get impatient and slap her to death.

Then it's probably just imitating the tactics used by the original heroine, gentle attack, but not exactly the same, otherwise the other party will really treat her as a substitute, and all the efforts will be in vain.

Now that you have made up your mind, you should prepare to make your presence felt.

After a few more days, Nan Yan's injuries were almost healed.

In the bedroom.

Nan Yan changed into a clean red dress, which was naturally an imitation of the heroine's outfit. A stand-in had to have the awareness of a stand-in. After she was ready, she went to the kitchen for a walk, took a bowl of jade lotus seed soup, and went to the Demon Lord's main hall.

There has to be a reason to meet someone, and here you have it.

Nan Yan entered the main hall carefully, and as expected, she was blocked outside the hall by the demon guards at the gate. She had no way to get in, so she could only find a way to get them out.

Chu Liyue, who was staring at the painting in a trance in the room, heard a burst of chattering coming from outside the hall.

"Is it true that I can't go in?"

"I'm here to look for the Demon Lord. Isn't he in there?"

"Does your silence mean you agree?"

…

Seeing that no one paid attention to her, she simply started chatting with the demon guards outside the palace.

But she was the only one talking, and the demon guards were on high alert and didn't even look at her.

Chu Liyue was becoming increasingly annoyed; it was too noisy.

The demon king kept shouting...

He slapped the door with his palm, but the palm wind did not carry any murderous intent, but instead broke the door into pieces. "Who asked you to come here?"

However, the moment the door was opened in the hall, Nan Yan had already nimbly hidden behind the demon guard. After the noise subsided, she poked her head out and asked, "Are you angry?"

Chu Liyue stared at her coldly, "If you don't want to die, get away from me."

It's noisy, annoying, and the chattering is so disturbing.

It's just a substitute. If it's not obedient enough, there's no need for it to exist.

Nan Yan didn't roll away, she blinked twice and looked into the hall fearlessly. Not only was she not afraid, but there seemed to be a hint of joy in her eyes.

"Demon Lord... I'll come in then."

How to put it, for a paranoid person like Chu Liyue, when he didn't kill her at the first opportunity, it meant that he didn't want to kill her for the time being.

Besides, if he was really annoyed, he would have killed her with that slap just now. There was no need for him to say those words. It seems that this person is not sincere.

She knew a type of person who didn't dislike crowds but actually enjoyed being alone. On the surface, they refused to be approached by others, but in their hearts they longed for friends.

This kind of person is very contradictory, but if you really analyze their psychology, they are probably timid. They are afraid of contact with others, afraid of losing, and even more afraid of being hurt, so they simply wrap themselves tightly with a cold appearance.

Chu Liyue is the worst among them. He wants others to be afraid of him, but he doesn't want everyone to be afraid of him. Moreover, he is even crazier and more ruthless. If he disagrees with someone, he will probably start a killing spree.

To deal with such a contradictory and passive person like him, you just need to sharpen the soft knife slowly.

"Husband... Demon Lord, I'm here to bring you food."

Nan Yan passed the lotus seed soup she had brought from the kitchen to him like she was presenting a treasure and smiled at him, really jumping back and forth on the edge of a minefield.

Chu Liyue sneered, "Are you really not afraid of death?"

After saying that, he overturned the plate with force and brushed away his long sleeves, causing Nan Yan to become a little unsteady. She staggered and accidentally bumped into the Huanghuali wood treasure cabinet beside her.

A jade ruyi fell down, and she reached out to catch it quickly. After finally catching it, she bumped into the table, causing the vase on the table to shake and fall to the ground.

She was unable to take care of what was ahead and what was behind. She finally managed to hold on to the vase, but was hit on the head by the ancient books on the wooden shelf. The pain made her cry and she rubbed her head in grievance.

“Hiss… it hurts…”

Chu Liyue lifted his eyelids and took a quick look. The look in his eyes was cold and disgusted. He had never seen someone with such clumsy hands and feet. He was stupid, noisy, and useless.

"……stupid."

As soon as he finished cursing, an exquisite statue on the table rolled down with the impact.

Nan Yan subconsciously reached out to take it. It was a palm-sized colorful wooden sculpture.

The palm-sized figure is carved in great detail, with vivid eyes, nose and mouth. It is obviously a woman, wearing a red dress, with bright and charming eyes and a well-controlled expression.

This shows the carver's care and love for the owner of the wooden statue.

The falling exquisite wood carving landed right in her palm.

She raised her eyebrows in surprise, raised the wooden sculpture in her hand and looked at Chu Liyue, "Hey...what is this?"

Chu Liyue looked at the wooden statue in her hand, and couldn't help revealing sarcasm in his eyes.

The woodcarver was a person he met when he was exorcising demons in the mortal world. Seeing how lifelike the woodcarving was, he was inspired and carved a wooden statue of a human body for He Nanwan based on the carving technique.

It’s a pity…the sweetheart is not rare.

Until this moment, He Nanwan's words of admonition and impatience still echoed in his ears:

"A Yue, can you please stop being so absent-minded? We are here to exorcise demons. How can a cultivator indulge in these toys that can ruin his mind?"

"I know you're good to me, but you have to remember that we have a mission..."

After she finished speaking, she threw the wooden sculpture away without any hesitation. Perhaps people who are favored are always fearless because they know that they can't do anything to her.

My thoughts gradually came back to me...

Chu Liyue couldn't quite remember how he felt at that time, but it was definitely uncomfortable.

I guess she already disliked him at that time, otherwise she wouldn't be so impatient. Thinking of that, Chu Liyue's expression instantly became colder, and his eyes fell on the wood carving in He Nanyan's hand.

Seeing that he hadn't said anything, Nan Yan asked again, "Was this carved by my husband... Lord Demon? It's really beautiful."

She turned the wood carving over and over, stroking the figure's body with her fingertips, looking as if she couldn't let it go. It took her a long while to realize that the little figure looked about 80% similar to her.

So she smiled again without waiting for Chu Liyue to answer.

She held the sugar man in her hand and walked it in front of him, with the same bright smile on her face as the sugar man. "Look carefully, this sculpture is of me. It turns out that I am so beautiful in the eyes of the Demon Lord."

She said as she glanced at him again, "Husband... Demon Lord, can you give this to me?"

Chu Liyue sneered, "You want it?"

It turned out to be a fake that was not worthy of being displayed in public. He Nanwan treated something that she didn't care about as a treasure. A fake is a fake and can never be as good as the real thing.

Nan Yan blinked her eyes and nodded honestly, "Not really... If you find it difficult, then I won't..."

She hadn't finished her words yet.

Chu Liyue sneered, took the wooden sculpture away with his backhand, and threw it out of the hall with his long sleeves without hesitation.

As he threw it out, he felt a surge of relief in his heart, as if he wanted to vent all the resentment he had suffered from He Nanwan on her.

He just wanted this person to experience how he felt at the time, not for any other reason, but just to see how far this woman could pretend.

Anyway, he was reluctant to blame He Nanwan for what she had done wrong, so the woman in front of him could take her place and bear all his malice.

Since it's a stand-in, it has to look like a stand-in.

He looked at Nan Yan with malicious intent, raised his hand and pointed in the direction of the outside of the palace, "If you want it, you can go pick it up. If you find it, pick it up and it will be yours."

A look of disgust appeared in Chu Liyue's eyes.

It's an eyesore to keep the defective items that your loved one has thrown away.

He was so selfish and stubborn that he would not allow other people to touch anything that He Nanwan didn't want, even if he had to throw it away.