If Mo Yanliang hadn't read the entire novel, he wouldn't want to believe a single word of what the person next to him had just said.
The person next to me was smiling like a fox with a belly full of wicked intentions. He seemed to be the one who plotted against others, not the other way round.
Is this person really Mo Yunqing, the protagonist of that bloody and sadistic novel?
Could it be that he's transmigrated into a pirated book or fan fiction...
Mo Yanliang silently complained in his heart. The Mo Yunqing standing next to him was really different from his impression of Mo Yunqing when reading the novel!
Also, what does it mean that he keeps saying that he is himself?
Mo Yanliang had many doubts in his mind, but at this time, he still maintained a cold face and just gave Mo Yunqing a look, meaning: What do you want me to do?
Although Mo Yanliang looked cold, it might be because he was restrained so much in his middle school years that his dream of becoming a hero never went away. He was quite angry when he read the book, and now that he saw Mo Yunqing in person, he really wanted help Mo Yunqing vent his anger.
Looking at Mo Yunqing's current state, it's clear that he wants revenge. Judging from the acts in the book, he must have been severely PUA'd.
And Mo Yunqing really understood what Mo Yanliang meant just by looking at him, and his smile became even brighter.
"There is a box under my bed. Under the box is a peach wood sword. You can ask the Demon King to take the peach wood sword and kill the Devil Lord."
Mo Yanliang: ???
Peach wood sword? If you want Zhan Yuming dead, why don't you just say so?
And isn’t the peach wood sword used to exorcise ghosts? Does it apply to the Devil Lord as well?
Although Mo Yanliang thought this behavior was ridiculous, he still called out to Zhan Yuming.
"Wait a moment."
Hearing Mo Yanliang's voice, Zhan Yuming stopped almost immediately, turned around, and looked at him with a sad but somewhat expectant expression.
Mo Yanliang was speechless. Although his movements when he left just now looked courageous, he actually walked very slowly. But when he was called, he almost stopped instantly, as if he had been waiting.
"Ah Yun, I know you feel bad for my injury..."
Zhan Yuming was still thinking that Mo Yunqing was still the same Mo Yunqing as before. Although he might have become a lot colder due to some stimulation, he was still the kind-hearted and caring person.
But when he looked at Mo Yanliang again, he saw Mo Yanliang dragging out a large box from under the bed and then rummaging through it without even glancing at his face which was full of heartache and guilt.
Zhan Yuming's expression suddenly became a little awkward. He quickly adjusted his mood so that there would not be any trace abnormality in his voice: "Ah Yun, what are you looking for?"
Mo Yanliang searched the box almost like he was tearing it apart, and soon found the peach wood sword that Mo Yunqing mentioned.
Mo Yanliang stood up and handed the peach wood sword to Zhan Yuming, and then said seriously: "Use this to kill the Devil Lord. I hope that when you return the sword to me, it will be stained with the Devil Lord's blood."
Zhan Yuming: “…”
The sentence of letting the peach wood sword be stained with blood and then returned was added by Mo Yanliang himself. Even Mo Yunqing did not expect him to say that. But when he looked at Mo Yunqing, Mo Yunqing expressed great appreciation for his actions and gave him two thumbs up.
Mo Yanliang found it a little strange. Why would Mo Yunqing give a like? He didn't look like someone from this world of immortal cultivation. Instead, he seemed to be from modern times like him.
When Mo Yanliang and Mo Yunqing exchanged glances, Zhan Yuming's expression had become extremely ugly, and his already pale face was now even paler.
"Ah Yun, do you really want to do this?"
Hearing this, Mo Yanliang looked at Mo Yunqing.
Mo Yunqing nodded very affirmatively.
"Yes."
Mo Yanliang simply replied with one word.
Seeing Mo Yanliang's firm attitude, Zhan Yuming said nothing more, and could no longer maintain the original expression on his face. Zhan Yuming left, more like fleeing in panic.
After sending Zhan Yuming away, Mo Yanliang couldn't help but ask Mo Yunqing the question in his mind: "What's going on? My transmigration, is it related to you?"
"Hey, you know all this? As expected of me, you're really smart."
Mo Yunqing was fanning himself intermittently. After seeing Mo Yanliang's unfriendly look, he restrained himself a little, closed the fan and held it in his hand.
"I really didn't lie to you. I am you! You can see that I am just a soul now. In fact, I am you thousands of years later."
An ancient person actually said that he was himself thousands of years later. This somewhat flimsy lie made Mo Yanliang feel an indescribable weirdness.
But if this Mo Yunqing really has nothing to do with me, then why do they have the same name and appearance, and why does this Mo Yunqing act like he knows him very well.
"I know it's hard for people to believe this, but I really am you thousands of years later. I appeared here to tell you not to let go of those who want to harm you, otherwise you will be in great trouble."
"My soul is very unstable right now. I am about to fall asleep. There is a bead in the box. If you really encounter something you cannot solve, use the bead to wake me up."
Originally, Mo Yunqing was like a projection, and only Mo Yanliang could see him. When he said that he was very unstable, the illusory figure that seemed to be projected also seemed to shake, and finally, it seemed as if the signal was disconnected, and it disappeared.
Once again, it came suddenly and went away in a hurry.
Mo Yunqing's appearance not only failed to eliminate Mo Yanliang's doubts, but increased it instead.
Mo Yunqing did not tell him the truth, but might concealed a lot of things.
But strangely, he really felt that Mo Yunqing had no ill will towards him.
That kind of understanding is like one's understanding of oneself.
Thinking of the bead that Mo Yunqing mentioned, he began to rummage through the big box again, and actually found a small bead from the box.
Mo Yanliang stared at the bead in a daze for a while. He originally thought that Mo Yunqing's soul was attached to himself. After all, the voice at that time seemed to appear in his mind. How could it be on this bead?
There were too many doubts, and Mo Yanliang couldn't figure it out, so he just stopped thinking about it. He has never been a person who likes to do useless work. If he has this time, he might as well practice more to improve his strength.
In the next few days, Mo Yanliang immersed himself in cultivation again.
After a training session, he felt that Zhan Yuming should be back soon.
No matter what the outcome of his fight with the Devil Lord is, the already injured Zhan Yuming will definitely want his blood to heal his injuries, right?
Should I give it or not?
A weird smile appeared on Mo Yanliang's face.
It still has to be given, but something must to be added.
The fairies in the Immortal Palace discovered that Mo Yanliang, who had not left his room for several days, came out.
Because he directly used the Seven Treasures Gourd to capture the Peacock Fairy and the Kuimu Fairy, even though the fairies in the Immortal Palace were still dissatisfied with him, no one dared to gossip in front of him anymore. When he went out, naturally no one paid attention to him.
Mo Yanliang went out for a while and came back just in time for lunch.
Just as Mo Yanliang was about to continue practicing after finishing his meal, he smelled a strong scent of blood and a faint demonic aura that could only be felt when close.
Mo Yanliang understood that Zhan Yuming was able to come to the heaven repeatedly and enter and exit the Immortal Palace without being discovered must be beacuse he deliberately concealed the demonic aura on his body.
"Ah Yun, I'm back."
Zhan Yuming, who had just returned from the Devil Realm, was in a miserable state. He was covered in blood, looking like a bloody man. No wonder the scent of blood was so strong.
The first words Mo Yanliang said were: "Give me back my sword."
Those are Mo Yunqing's things, and cannot be taken away by this devil.
Zhan Yuming: “…”
Zhan Yuming really didn't expect that he would come back to see him in such a miserable state and this was the first thing Mo Yanliang said.
He took out the bloodstained peach wood sword from his bosom and handed it to Mo Yanliang, revealing a somewhat forlorn smile on his face: "Ah Yun, fortunately I have fulfilled my mission. I have injured that devil Feng Ziliu."
"He hurt you worse."
Mo Yanliang's words, not only without pity, but also full of sarcasm. He pointed to the bottle on the table and said, "Drink what you want and leave quickly. The smell of blood on you is too much."
Zhan Yuming was a little annoyed when he heard what Mo Yanliang said. After all, he felt that even if he had plotted against Mo Yanliang, he had fought with the Devil Lord despite being seriously injured. Why was he still being sarcastic to him?
But when he heard Mo Yanliang had prepared divine blood for him, his mood immediately improved.
No matter how seriously injured he was, he can recover quickly as long as he drink the divine blood.
He pulled out the cork and smelled a familiar scent.
Before drinking the divine blood, Zhan Yuming was polite to Mo Yanliang: "Thank you for your hard work, Ah Yun."
"Hurry up and leave after you finish drinking. My master will be back soon."
Zhan Yuming originally wanted to stay a little longer, but when he heard that Immortal Lord Bai Ling was coming back, he did not stay any longer. He just told Mo Yanliang that he would come to see him next time and then left.
Seeing Zhan Yuming leave, Mo Yanliang stood up and stopped practicing.
After all, there will be a good show to watch soon.
As Mo Yanliang expected, not long after Zhan Yuming left, Mo Yanliang felt the demonic aura.
The thick demonic aura almost filled the entire heaven.
This time, not only Mo Yanliang felt it, but all the immortals in the heaven felt it.
Demons invaded the heaven.
The heavenly realm quickly put on level one alert, and Xie Baichen rushed back to the Immortal Palace as quickly as possible.
"Yunqing, how are you? Are you okay?"
Almost at the moment when the heavenly alarm sounded, Xie Baichen rushed back.
He seemed like a good master who cared about his apprentice, but Mo Yanliang was not moved at all.
The reason why Xie Baichen cared about him so much was only because of the divine blood flowing in his body.
"I'm fine, what's going on outside?"
Mo Yanliang said as he walked out.
Xie Baichen grabbed him and said, "Don't go out. It's very dangerous outside now."
However, Mo Yanliang simply shook off his hand and wanted to go out to watch the show!
Watch how unlucky Zhan Yuming is, and then wait until Mo Yunqing wakes up next time to share this happy thing with him.
It was not difficult to find where Zhan Yuming was. After all, he was emitting such strong demonic aura and he had already been surrounded by the immortals.
Mo Yanliang looked at Zhan Yuming, who was in so much pain that his facial features were distorted but still holding on, and a cruel smile appeared on his face.
Doesn’t this Demon King love to drink his blood?
God’s blood really tastes good!
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