My enemy's style is wrong

Chapter 109

Chapter 109

The night in the Demon Realm always comes early, just after midnight, the main hall that should have been brightly lit was indeed groggy, only a few faint lights were still burning in the inner room, but this light was not enough to illuminate the entire main hall, instead Against the background of the place in the temple that is not illuminated by candles, it is even more gloomy.

Chi Yangjun was frustrated one after another, his face was really not pretty, he walked in with a sinking face, and asked in a cold voice: "What's going on?"

"Your Majesty!" Jiang Li hurried up to meet him, "It was exactly what happened that day when Your Majesty led a long-distance raid. Originally, the guards guarding Lin Xiu'an reported that he was dead, but when his subordinates arrived, But it was discovered that this person woke up again in front of everyone. The subordinates were worried that he was seriously injured and fell into a coma, but everyone confirmed repeatedly that they all said that they saw this person's lifeless life at that time."

"It's not a big deal. There are many spells like this in the world of comprehension and my demon realm." Chi Yangjun's expression didn't change at all, and he still walked towards the inner hall as usual.

Jiang Li quickly explained: "But...your lord, Lin Xiu'an's temperament has changed drastically since he woke up, and he huddled in a corner without saying a word, bewildered and sobbing when he saw the guards preparing to feed him medicine He made a fuss about going to find brother."

He glanced at Chi Yangjun's expression cautiously, and continued: "As far as my subordinates know, Lin Xiu'an ranks first in the Lin family..."

"He ranks the longest among the direct branch, and there is no elder brother above him. Although there are older members in the branch branch, they can't bear such an affectionate title." Before Jiang Li finished speaking, Chi Yangjun continued.

Seeing Chi Yangjun's reaction, Jiang Li quietly breathed a sigh of relief, and then continued: "The superior is not here, and the subordinates dare not be self-sufficient. They have been ordered to take care of them these days. It's just that Lin Xiu'an has been tossing around for the past two days. He cries loudly when he feels unsatisfactory, like a child of three or five years old."

Chi Yangjun's footsteps paused for a moment, then he turned his head to look at Jiang Li, and ordered in a cold voice: "Turn around."

Seeing that his attitude was uncharacteristic, Jiang Li didn't dare to ask, so he had to say sorry, turned around respectfully, and waited with his back to Mr. Chi Yang.

The moment he turned around, Chi Yangjun quickly condensed a water mirror, examined himself from the beginning to the end, and then ordered: "Okay, turn back."

Jiang Li hurriedly turned around and continued to lead the way. The place where Lin Xiu'an was detained was in the deep part of the hall. Because he had been attacked by Lord Han Lian before, so to prevent accidents, he was surrounded by many formations from the inside to the outside. Jiang Li was careful He quickly untied the formation, and bowed to invite Chi Yangjun in.

As soon as the formation was broken, the suppressed sobbing sound came out, Chi Yangjun frowned, and several guards beside him quickly took the initiative to plead guilty: "Your Majesty, forgive me, this is really... I can cry too much, coax I can't coax it, my subordinates really have nothing to do."

Chi Yangjun seemed to be in a good mood, so he didn't get angry because of it. Instead, he said "it doesn't matter", and walked up to Lin Xiu'an.

Lin Xiuan has been detained in Moyu for hundreds of years, plus his original aptitude is not considered good, and he refused to even take pills in Moyu for so many years. But over the years, Lin Xiu'an still visibly lost weight, and his hair was disheveled because he hadn't taken care of it for a long time.

The guards who were guarding the bed retreated voluntarily when they saw this. Lin Xiuan crouched in the corner of the bed with his head in his arms. Because he had tried to escape many times before, his hands and feet were already chained, and his body twitched. Yes, it seemed that he was still crying, and most of his body was covered by the curtain on the bed.

Chi Yangjun's heart skipped a beat, and he stepped forward quickly, tore open the curtain, took Lin Xiu'an's hand and dragged him out.

With tears still hanging on Lin Xiu'an's face, he looked at Chi Yangjun blankly. There was a bit of inappropriate childishness on the face of an adult, and then he suddenly smiled sweetly at Chi Yangjun. The first half of the emotion was not obvious, but the sudden surprise and anticipation surged in my heart.

"Are you sent by brother to pick me up?" Lin Xiu'an tilted his head to look at him, and said coquettishly, "These people are so fierce, I want to go home!"

"I..." Chi Yangjun froze for a moment, then asked, "Who is your brother?"

Lin Xiu'an thought about it with his fingers, and happily said: "Brother is brother!"

He danced and gestured, and subconsciously put his finger into his mouth, only halfway through the movement, and then quickly put it down: "Brother said you can't eat your fingers."

Chi Yangjun had a rare patience: "do you remember who I am?"

"You are..." Lin Xiu'an showed a confused look, and asked Chi Yangjun blankly, "Who are you?"

After a few sentences without asking any useful information, Chi Yangjun frowned slightly, but still asked Lin Xiu'an patiently: "Do you know what your name is?"

Lin Xiuan shook his head happily.

All the expectations in Chi Yangjun's heart sank, but he still showed a little smile unwillingly, and continued to probe: "A Fan?"

Lin Xiu'an still looked at him blankly, the smile on Chi Yangjun's face disappeared instantly, he let go of the hand that was holding Lin Xiu'an's arm, and returned to his usual indifferent appearance.

"Continue to keep a tight watch, and if there is anything else, report it in time." Chi Yangjun ordered in a cold voice, and after thinking about it, he added, "Left and right, he can't escape now, and the shackles are gone. , besides pills, find some snacks for him."

"Aren't you taking me home?" Lin Xiu'an stared blankly at the figure of Chi Yangjun turning away, full of loss and grievance, flattened his mouth, and began to cry again.Chi Yangjun's footsteps paused for a while, but he still didn't turn around and stay.

The night outside the window seemed to be getting colder and colder.

Lin Xiuran put down the jade slip in his hand, closed his eyes and rubbed the space between his brows.As a Nascent Soul cultivator, he naturally doesn't need to sleep anymore, but he still feels tired after running around for days.The lights in the room dazzled the eyes, Lin Xiuran picked out two candles, leaving only one candle on the right, stood up and yawned, wanting to meditate on the bed and rest for a while.

He has not had a real sleep for many years, but this time, for some reason, before the breath in his body can be straightened out, he feels drowsy, and the foreground in front of him is gradually blurred, and he is too tired from top to bottom , Even the corners of the eyes have some mist.

Even if Lin Xiuran realized that the situation was wrong, coupled with the sneak attack by the demons a few days ago, even though Shuyu Palace had repeatedly assured that the whole city was under martial law, Lin Xiuran still couldn't let go.

But even though his consciousness was very clear, his body still didn't listen to him. No matter what his cultivation was, sleep was still a human instinct. Lin Xiuran couldn't suppress his desire for sleep, which had been suppressed for a hundred years, and soon fell into a deep sleep.

Yin Chengyu hid in the dark and waited patiently for a long time. Seeing that Lin Xiuran seemed to be fast asleep, he stepped forward lightly.Lin Xiuran fell asleep on the couch. Yin Chengyu carefully straightened his body. Originally, he planned to change Lin Xiuran's clothes, but he was afraid that the movement would wake Lin Xiuran from this rare sleep, so She only gently shook off the thin blanket on the bed, and carefully covered Lin Xiuran's body.

After doing all this, he sat silently beside the bed, and carefully looked at his lover who had been away for a hundred years by the dim light.

Compared with that year, Lin Xiuran was much calmer, with the demeanor of the head of the family who is not angry and self-imposing, but after falling asleep, his brows and eyes softened a lot, and he could vaguely recognize the gentle smile back then.

Regardless of this life or the previous life, Lin Xiuran in Yin Chengyu's memory is always a gentle and lively appearance. Yin Chengyu remembers that in his last life, the head of Canglin once said with emotion that Lin Xiuran was more than gentle and courageous. For a long time, Yin Chengyu himself I also think so, Lin Xiuran's fierceness all his life seems to have erupted when he committed suicide on the edge of a cliff.

At the beginning of his rebirth, Yin Chengyu made up his mind to pamper Lin Xiuran to the heavens. Although Lin Xiuran's temperament was not suitable for succeeding the head of the Lin family, Yin Chengyu calculated in his heart that as long as his cultivation was sufficient and he assisted him, he would eventually It can ensure that Lin Xiuran's life goes smoothly.

But why is everything different after rebirth?

Although Lin Maozhi died young in his previous life, there was no rebellion in the Lin family. Although Lin Xiuran was a bit at a loss, some elders pointed out, why did it turn out like this after doing it all over again?

Yin Chengyu, who had long been accustomed to controlling everything in his hands, once again tasted the panic of losing control.

Yin Chengyu had never seen Lin Xiuran who turned the tide with thunderous means at the time of life and death, and he had never even thought about it before.Such a mature, steady and sharp Lin Xiuran made Yin Chengyu vaguely feel a little strange. For the first time, he felt that maybe he didn't know Lin Xiuran as well as he thought.

Yin Chengyu wanted to stretch out his hand to touch Lin Xiuran, but he was afraid that Lin Xiuran would wake up halfway, so his arm stopped in mid-air awkwardly, and he retracted it after a long time.Even in his sleep, Lin Xiuran still frowned as if he was in deep thought. Although the complexion on his face was not bad, in Yin Chengyu's eyes, it was a bit distressingly haggard.

The sky was getting brighter, and voices could be heard in the yard. Yin Chengyu leaned over and kissed Lin Xiuran's forehead lightly, and his whole body disappeared into the air.

Lin Xiuran slept until almost noon before waking up. The short sleep after long-term tension was not enough to really relieve his fatigue. Instead, it made Lin Xiuran feel drowsy and lethargic.

"Come here!" Lin Xiuran raised his voice to call for someone to come in and serve him, while he lifted the blanket and wanted to sit up.

Wait, blanket?

Lin Xiuran hesitated for a moment, saw the servant outside the door just happened to come in, and asked sharply, "Who was here last night?"