My enemy's style is wrong

Chapter 1

The long sword sank into the body, making a dull sound.

The setting sun, which was about to set in the sky, looked very dazzling at this moment, and the originally gorgeous sunset glow also revealed a little bleakness.

Yin Chengyu lowered his head in disbelief. The long sword pierced his chest. Although he didn't hit a vital point, he was seriously injured. When the sword was pulled out, blood mist gushed out, and the wound was exposed to the air. cold.

"No..." His whole body seemed to be struck by lightning, and he was pushed back half a step by the force of the sword, "Xiu Ran..."

However, this inaudible murmur was quickly drowned out by the loud shouts behind him.

"Your Majesty!"

"That thief hurt Your Majesty!"

Lin Xiuran has been forced to the cliff, there is no way to retreat, the pills and magic weapons on his body have already been exhausted, only one person and one sword remain.The originally spotless bamboo green robe was already stained with blood, and the hair crown fell somewhere, and the long hair fell down like a waterfall, and was blown up by the evening wind, covering his face.

"This sword is for my parents to learn from, and also for you, you have deliberately cheated me for half your life..."

Yin Chengyu was in a state of confusion, and wanted to go forward to explain clearly to Lin Xiuran, but he was afraid that Lin Xiuran would continue to retreat, so he froze on the spot for a while.The subordinates behind him rushed over him one after another, holding weapons and magic weapons, all wanting to take the lead.However, before he got close, a wave of spiritual power rushed out like a flood breaking a bank.Those who rushed to the front were directly overturned by the violent spiritual power.

Someone exclaimed: "He blew himself up!"

Lin Xiuran staggered for a moment, looking a bit embarrassed, but there was a light smile in his tone: "In the past, the Lin family threw you into the Abyss of Fallen Demons, but today... it's clear, right?"

no... not so...

"I apologize with death, relatives of the Lin family and disciples of the sect, hope you..."

He hadn't finished speaking yet, the life force of his body had been cut off after the self-explosion, and before Yin Chengyu reached out his hand, he fell from the cliff like a kite with a broken string.

Yin Chengyu stared blankly at everything in front of him, as if he hadn't realized what happened.

"Congratulations, Your Majesty, for getting revenge!"

I don't know who took the lead and yelled first, and soon everyone on the cliff bowed to the ground and congratulated him neatly.

"Congratulations, Your Majesty, for getting revenge!"

As if waking up from a dream, he moved to the edge of the cliff stiffly, looking at the dark abyss, and jumped down.

Falling Demon Abyss has a bad reputation, but for Yin Chengyu, the master of the demon world, it can be regarded as his back garden.

Lin Xiuran lay quietly on the ground overgrown with thorns, with a few small monsters lying on his body, chirping and discussing how to share and eat them. When he saw Yin Chengyu coming, he immediately ran away in fright.

Even though there was only a few feet away, Yin Chengyu no longer dared to take half a step forward, the corners of his lips were trembling, and his words were broken and trembling.

"Xiu Ran..."

Yin Chengyu was at a loss and wanted to pick up Lin Xiuran's cold body, but his hands kept shaking, tears finally flowed down his cheeks, dripped on Lin Xiuran's delicate eyebrows, and then slid down his face.

"Xiu Ran...I wanted to stop...but I couldn't stop...you open your eyes and look at me..."

But no matter how much he cried, Lin Xiuran did not give any response.

Intermittent sobbing finally turned into unbearable wailing, Yin Chengyu lay on Lin Xiuran's body, trying to wake him up with his own body temperature.

"Is Xiuran too cold? I'll warm you up, wake up..."

"I didn't want to lie to you again... I was wrong... Xiuran..."

"Xiu Ran..."

The sky gradually darkened, and Yin Chengyu's subordinates finally found this place, stopped respectfully five steps behind him, and the leader bowed to report: "Your Majesty, the remaining sins of the Lin family have been captured. Heshan is also surrounded, just waiting for the order of the king..."

"Let it go..." Yin Chengyu hugged Lin Xiuran blankly, and said in a low voice.

"What?" The man couldn't believe it, and his voice became louder.

"Hush..." Yin Chengyu smiled, "Xiu Ran is asleep, don't wake him up."

Yin Chengyu gently picked up Lin Xiuran and stood up. After taking two steps, his eyes went dark and he didn't know anything.

There are rumors in the demon world that the Demon Lord Yin Chengyu hides his beauty in the golden house in the Demon Palace. The screen separated them, for fear of ignoring the beauty for a moment.

He also said that she was actually not a beauty but an enemy, who was turned into a puppet by the Demon Lord and brought by his side as revenge, and the place of discussion was changed to the bedroom, but it was just for surveillance.

Although there are different opinions, no one has really seen the beauty's appearance, and the Demon Lord is very careful, and no one is allowed to spy.

The main hall of the Demon Palace is spacious and spacious, with bronze lamps lined up on both sides, and layers of curtains woven with crocodile silk. Candle shadows sway behind the curtains, and green smoke rises from the incense burner.

Yin Chengyu walked calmly and walked in from outside the hall, his clothes were rippling like ripples, which showed his elegant manner.

"Xiu Ran, are you awake?" Yin Chengyu raised the layered gauze curtains, the candlelight was flickered by the breeze brought by his action, adding a bit of ambiguity.

"Slacker, why don't you get up yet?" Yin Chengyu smiled dotingly, "Forget it, you go to bed first, I'll stay with you."

Behind the curtain is a bed made of white jade, and the cold air is overflowing.Yin Chengyu leaned over gently, and wrapped Lin Xiuran in his arms.

The candlelight was bright and dark, and the complex formations engraved on the roof and the ground were shining brightly. Lin Xiuran on the white jade bed had a rosy complexion and a peaceful expression, as if he was asleep.

Yin Chengyu adjusted his posture, patted Lin Xiuran's back lightly, and whispered softly like coaxing a child.

In the long night, he embraced Lin Xiuran, snuggled up in the bedroom, his necks intertwined, just like a real couple...

They love each other and share their hearts.