How could he be the devil

Chapter 117 Before the Battle
Obviously, obviously, he has the best backer, the person who loves him the most.

But now... he has pushed himself to this point.

Today, at this moment, Ling Shuang closed his eyes and let the two immortals drag him away.

Tianjun was right, did he really want to see Tianjun avenge Yingxiao?

Maybe he was just for himself, he just really wanted to see his younger brother punished.

He just wanted the little prince who had been held in the palm of his hand since he was a child to fall from his high position as a demon king.

But what if you see that?

Ling Shuang suddenly understood that now, everything is superfluous.

He fell silent and finally stopped shouting.

The ridicule and belittling of the fairy in the ears continued.

Ling Shuang felt a little pathetic, even without Ling Yunle, even without his father's contempt, he still couldn't get the respect of others.

Regardless of whether it is the demon clan or the sky clan, he is always like this, and he will be insulted all the time.

Kill one Ling Yunle, there will be tens of thousands of Ling Yunle, everyone is luckier than him, everyone is happier than him.

Originally, he also had a chance to obtain happiness, but he himself buried it with his own hands.

Who are these going to hate?
Is Ling Yun happy?

Ling Shuang didn't know anymore, he really didn't know whose fault it was.

Arriving outside the Tiangong, the immortal stopped talking nonsense, and only wanted to deal with Ling Shuang quickly so that he could return to his life.

So, they supported Ling Shuang from the left to the right, and threw it straight down from the sky.

The strong sense of weightlessness caused Ling Shuang to open her eyes.

He knew that he was going to die soon, and he didn't even have any resentment, and he felt a little peaceful in his heart.

It turns out that the mentality of a dying person is like this.

At that time, did Yingxiao feel the same as he does now?

Inexplicably, Ling Shuang felt a sense of belonging.

He thought, this was the last time he felt the same way as Yingxiao, and it was also the first time.

In the past, he missed too much, and he owed Yingxiao too much.

Now she can only respond to Ying Xiao in this way, but she doesn't know anything anymore.

"I'm sorry, Yingxiao." Ling Shuang murmured in a low voice, waiting for her body to hit the ground and the pain of shattering her bones to come.

However, at the moment Ling Shuang hit the ground, a golden light gushed out from his body, abruptly intercepting the impact of his impact on the ground.

That golden light, like a protective layer, lay between Lingshuang and the ground.

Ling Shuang, who was waiting for death, slowly opened her eyes after her body stabilized.

He looked at the ray of light under him in disbelief, and he was stunned.

This is... this is... the life-saving spell that Ying Xiao left for him.

Ling Shuang's eyes deepened, and she remembered that as early as 200 years ago, Ying Xiao cast such a spell on Ling Shuang after he was injured.

This spell is equivalent to a shock layer.

If Ling Shuang was able to temporarily resist the attack when receiving a fatal attack, at least Ling Shuang's life could be saved.

Ling Shuang even remembered Yingxiao's expression at that time.

She sat in front of his couch, held his hand, and lowered her eyes, "Why are you so careless, you see that you are full of injuries."

At that time, Ling Shuang only thought her self-righteous complaint was an annoying expression.

But thinking about it now, it actually moved Ling Shuang's sad heart a little bit.

Only she, only she will care about him, and she will care about him sincerely.

However, the resentful boy at that time didn't realize this at all, and only regarded her as an annoying existence.

Yingxiao said: "I left one-third of my cultivation base on you as a restraint. You know, I didn't do it because I thought the cultivation base was too bad. I just... I just wanted to prevent In case, if something happens to you, maybe this will protect you."

She obviously thought so in her heart, but in order to take care of Ling Shuang's humble self-esteem, she tried her best to show that she did not despise him.

However, the more Ying Xiao said that, the more Ling Shuang felt that she was lying to her ears.

Ling Shuang could even imagine her expression at that time, it must be full of contempt and disgust.

He knew that his cultivation base was low, but this was not what he should have been. He was so talented, but he was killed by his father.

This is his weakness, and it is also where he feels inferior. Therefore, any slightest hint of contempt will make Ling Shuang feel disgusted.

With what kind of disgust did he accept Yingxiao's kindness at that time?

At that time, he never imagined that one day his life would be saved by a small act of hers.

Why now, why now?

Maybe it's been too long, or Yingxiao has treated him too much, so much so that during the 200 years, Yingxiao has long forgotten that there is such a thing on Ling Shuang.

So, when Ling Shuang was hurt, she still couldn't help standing in front of him, even if she would die, she still did so.

Ling Shuang's eye sockets were wet, and his vision was covered with tears. He looked at the blurry sky and raised his hand, wanting to touch the place that belonged to Yingxiao.

However, he will never touch it again, forever... never will be able to touch it again.

"Why? You want to save my life at this time?" Ling Shuang murmured in a low voice, and the crying voice made Ling Shuang a little strange.

How did he become like this?
He never cried since his father died.

But the tears in the eyes continued to slide down the corners of both eyes into the hair on the sideburns, Ling Shuang closed her eyes, and her heart throbbed violently.

Could it be that Ying Xiao had a feeling somewhere?

That's why you saved him?
She was so stupid, so stupid, even if she died, she would still save his life.

Ling Shuang wiped away her tears, perhaps, Ying Xiao was giving him a chance to live a good life.

Ling Yunle killed Yingxiao, and this incident was rumored in the Mozu legend.

Since returning to the Demon Race on the battlefield, Xiao Chengying couldn't let go of her heart.

On the contrary, it was the murderer, with a calm expression on his face, as if he didn't respond at all.

Xiao Chengying looked at him with hatred, "When is this, you still look so calm, do you know what's going on now?"

Ling Yunle glanced at her casually, "Calm down!"

I calm down?Is this the time to calm down?

Xiao Chengying was so angry that he wanted to jump, but he restrained himself.

The elders asked for an audience at the Demon King's Palace, so Xiao Chengying naturally wanted to hear what the elders had planned, but was stopped by Ling Yunle.

Xiao Chengying glared at him, "What do you mean by stopping me now? You only think that you have caused trouble, are you afraid that I will scold you?"

Ling Yunle shook her head, with a flat expression on her face, with a feeling of calm and prestige, "You are tired, take a good rest here, I can go by myself."

Xiao Chengying was not very happy to hear this, "Why, can't I listen to you discussing things? It's against you, isn't it?"

Ling Yunle didn't speak, and seemed to tell Xiao Chengying with his eyes that he thought so.

Now, Xiao Chengying became even more angry, "You...you...good boy, I really..."

She raised her hand and wanted to slap him on the forehead, but facing that indifferent face, she couldn't continue.

Xiao Chengying was so angry that he fell on the couch with his head tilted, kicked his long legs, and the two shoes fell off by themselves, "You have the ability, you go by yourself, don't call me in the future, do you think I am interested in listening? "

She was already so angry, no matter what, Ling Yunle should come over and coax her, right?
Even if he can't coax people, at least he should come over to show weakness.

Xiao Chengying is not an unreasonable person, as long as he gives him a little step, or half a step, she will jump down by herself.

This man was lucky, he turned his head and walked out without saying a word.

The moment the door was closed, Xiao Cheng sat up from the couch with a bang, and stared at the closed door angrily.

This kid's wings are hard? ? ?

Xiao Chengying was so angry that he couldn't sleep, from sitting on the couch thinking about things at first, to pacing up and down in the room, looking at the door for a while from time to time, and finally, after waiting for a long time, he collapsed on the couch Doubt about life.

Does Ling Yunle not love me anymore?

Xiao Chengying couldn't ask such a question, but as a woman, she couldn't help but guess.

Finally, the boy she had thought about repeatedly came back.

As soon as the door opened, Xiao Chengying immediately turned over and lay with her back facing the door.

Although the person turned over, Xiao Chengying's ears were always paying attention to the movement of the person coming.

Ling Yunle entered, closed the door, and stood in front of the couch for a long time without moving.

Xiao Chengying was angry and helpless, what is this kid going to do, stand in front of the couch as a guard?
After a long time, someone climbed up, lay beside her, and lightly poked Xiao Chengying's back.

Just like that, the force was not heavy, but it made Xiao Chengying turn around in an instant, "What are you doing?"

Ling Yunle didn't speak, just stared at her, as if she hadn't seen her for a long time.

It is true that it has been a long time since he went to discuss things with the elders, and it has been a full hour.

Xiao Chengying was overwhelmed by this hour.

Xiao Chengying wanted to ask him what the elders said about this, but she felt that this kid was so weak that he probably wouldn't tell her!

The two just looked at each other without speaking.

But Xiao Chengying was impatient and couldn't hold back at all. She couldn't help but opened her mouth. Before she could say what she wanted to ask, the man spoke first.

Ling Yun said happily: "Shall we go to Beiyang Mountain tomorrow?"

Xiao Chengying: "..."

This nonsense made Xiao Chengying completely dumbfounded.

She couldn't help but raised her hand and wiped Ling Yunle's forehead to make sure the kid didn't have a fever.

Ling Yunle brushed off her hand and held it in the palm of her hand, "What are you doing?"

Xiao Chengying was helpless, "Are you all right? At this time, the Celestial Clan might call at any time, and you still want to go out to play? You look stable, you can say that?"

The current Ling Yunle is in the most stable state among all versions of Ling Yunle. Xiao Chengying really couldn't understand that he would say such a thing at this time.

But Ling Yunle didn't seem to be angry, she just said: "There is going to be a war, there is always going to be a war, it's a matter of time, even if you prepare now with fear, the result will not be the same. So..."

"..." Xiao Chengying frowned, "So, are you planning to go out to play?"

Although that is what he said, but Ling Yunle is the Demon Lord, and he represents the hope of the entire Demon Race. At this time, the Demon Lord only wants to have fun, which will affect the morale of the entire Demon Race.

Xiao Chengying really didn't know what he was thinking.

Ling Yunle nodded without any remorse, "I'm a little worried, maybe we won't win this battle."

"So? You want to give up?" Xiao Chengying asked.

Ling Yunle shook her head, "It's too late to give up now, right? I just don't want to live in fear before I die. I want to accompany you, Cheng Ying. We haven't played together for a long, long time. My current memory Here, without what you said, you are kind to me, I think... I will experience it before I die, and you will fulfill my dying wish, okay?"

These words made Xiao Chengying silent. After a long time, she raised her hand and slapped Ling Yunle's shoulder, "Can't you say something good before you die?"

Ling Yunle blinked, her expression was gloomy, "I'm just planning for the worst, Cheng Ying, promise me, okay?"

It's all said and done, how can Xiao Chengying have any reason to refuse?
"Well, that's fine, but I have a request." Xiao Chengying lowered her head, and played with Ling Yunle's strand of black hair that fell from the back of her neck to her chest.

Ling Yunle asked: "What?"

Only then did Xiao Chengying raise her head, and sighed lightly, "Don't hold on to the determination to die, no matter what, I don't want you to die, do you understand?"

Ling Yunle was silent for a moment, "Cheng Ying, I don't have the determination to die, I'm just, a little bit worried. If, I mean, if I die in battle, I don't want you to be buried for me, I want you to live well .”

Xiao Chengying's eyes widened, as if surprised by such words.

However, she really should be surprised.

These words were not spoken by others, but by Ling Yunle.

The boy who is most afraid of death and loneliness.

Xiao Chengying said in a low voice: "If you die, how lonely will you be alone on Huangquan Road? Isn't it good for me to accompany you?"

Not to mention, if you die, what will I rely on to support me to live?

In the second half of the sentence, Xiao Chengying was choked up in her throat, and she couldn't say it.

Ling Yunle held her waist tightly, and said word by word: "I'm not afraid of loneliness, I also want you to live well, even if someone else takes care of you, it's fine, as long as... as long as you live well."

I really don't want Ling Yunle to say these words.

Xiao Chengying's heart was sore, and she had an indescribable feeling, stuffy and uncomfortable.

"You're gone, who can take care of me?" Xiao Chengying asked.

After saying this, Ling Yunle felt ashamed.

(End of this chapter)