Lin Qingyang looked at him, the expression on his face was almost like seeing a ghost.
In fact, Cang Mo really looked like a ghost at the moment. In the dim light outside the door, amber eyes stared at him. His usual gentleness was gone from his face, only a terrifying gloom, like a wild beast that could pounce and bite at any time.
"Cang Mo..." Lin Qingyang called out cautiously, as if she was afraid of irritating him.
But as soon as he finished speaking, Cang Mo's fingertips suddenly ignited with a cluster of faint blue demonic fire, and the thin talisman paper instantly turned into ashes, followed by a burning smell and scattered into ashes.
Lin Qingyang's expression changed, and he looked increasingly panicked.
"Do you really think I don't know that you went to see him yesterday?" Cang Mo said quietly, with a hint of anger in his voice, "What? You want him to save you?"
As he said that, his eyes became a little darker, and he stepped into the hall, approaching step by step.
Seeing someone approaching, Lin Qingyang instinctively stepped back, tripped over the things piled under her feet, and fell directly to the ground. When she looked up again, she saw Cang Mo standing in front of him, looking down at him, as if looking at a prey that had fallen into a trap.
Cang Mo just stared at him and slowly knelt down and approached.
Lin Qingyang tried to move back in a panic, but was grabbed by the wrist and pulled back. His amber eyes were lowered, and his eyes fell on the red patch on the back of his hand.
It turned out that when he just fell down, he rubbed his hand somewhere and it was bruised and bloodshot. But Lin Qingyang couldn't care about it at the moment. He struggled to pull his hand out, but Cang Mo directly picked him up.
"What are you going to do?" Lin Qingyang exclaimed.
But then he was gently placed on the soft couch behind him. Lin Qingyang looked at him nervously and swallowed.
But Cang Mo just turned around and took out the medicine from the cabinet next to him, sat beside the couch, and applied the medicine carefully to his wound.
The movements were very gentle, but Lin Qingyang didn't dare to breathe, and her whole body was so tight that she didn't dare to move.
Until he finished applying the medicine, Cang Mo didn't let go of his hand, and his rough fingertips gently rubbed the back of his hand.
Lin Qingyang's whole body trembled, and she suddenly withdrew her hand, shrank it in her sleeve, and looked at him warily.
Cang Mo raised his eyes and looked at him and said, "Be careful in the future."
The tone was the same as usual, but when Lin Qingyang listened to it now, she felt like her hairs were about to stand up.
"You... what do you want to do?" Lin Qingyang took a deep breath and asked.
Cang Mo stared at him faintly, as if he saw that Lin Qingyang was a little scared, so his voice became a little gentler. "Don't you already know what I want to do?"
Lin Qingyang closed his eyes in despair. If his hands and feet hadn't become weak now, he would have jumped out of bed and ran out screaming.
There was no marriage at all, and there was no sea princess. This wedding was prepared for him from beginning to end, and he was the so-called "bride."
This huge amount of information made Lin Qingyang's mind a mess, and he was not even sure whether he should scold him for being sick or persuade him to calm down first.
After being silent for a while, Lin Qingyang still suppressed his emotions and persuaded in a stiff but gentle tone, "Stop making trouble, how can we get married!"
Cang Mo's eyes darkened, but his voice still said with a smile, "Why not? Have I not been nice to you these days?"
"This is not a question of whether it is good or not, we are not in that kind of relationship at all!" Lin Qingyang explained anxiously.
"We're already married," Cang Mo said quietly.
Lin Qingyang was a little crazy, and took a deep breath before continuing, "Cang Mo, please calm down first. I know that there may have been some things that made you misunderstand something before, but I... don't have that kind of thought towards you. I don't like men, and..."
Lin Qingyang paused, lowered her eyes without looking at him, and whispered a few words: "I don't like you either."
The words were spoken softly and quickly, but Cang Mo's face remained stiff for a moment, and then he laughed softly:
"Haha... Of course I know you don't like me!" Cang Mo said with a sneer, "Otherwise, you wouldn't have abandoned me so easily and left without even looking back! Let alone five years later, you haven't even thought of coming to see me!"
Cang Mo said, his eyes red with suppressed grievance and anger.
Lin Qingyang lowered her eyes to avoid his gaze. After a while, she took a deep breath and looked up at him again, her eyes calm again. "Since we all know, why bother to do this now."
Cang Mo's eyes froze and she stared at him unwillingly, then she rushed forward, pinched his chin and kissed him hard.
Lin Qingyang was stunned for a moment, struggling to push him away, but Cang Mo grabbed his wrist and controlled him. Different from the dazed state last time, Lin Qingyang was very awake this time, and could clearly feel the other party's eagerness and uneasiness. The rich smell of blood instantly spread between his lips and teeth, mixed with the unwillingness and longing of the past five years.
In fact, Cang Mo also hated Lin Qingyang. When Wan Yao Lin just woke up, the demon power in his body exploded, and he could only hide in the cave to digest and practice. At that time, he was thinking about revenge on him, and wanted to capture him and torture him severely, so that he could also taste his own pain, but soon Soon, he couldn't help but worry about him again, wondering whether he had escaped, whether he was injured, whether he would come back to find him, even to help him collect his body? Later, he picked up the demon locking ring again, thinking that if Lin Qingyang came back to find him, he would forgive him and go back with him.
But it didn't happen. Later, when he returned to Jiuxiao Clan, he found that the building was empty, and Lin Qingyang also disappeared. Later, I heard a lot of news about him. He was injured and lost all his spiritual power. He disbanded Jiuxiao Clan, and even died of his injuries...
In the past five years, he couldn't remember how many times he woke up in the middle of the night, breaking out in a cold sweat at the thought that this person might no longer be there. Over a long period of time, those hatreds and loves eventually turned into paranoid and crazy yearning. He wanted to trap the person tightly around him, make him visible and touchable at any time, and never disappear again. He didn't want to retaliate against him, but he would never let him go again.
The fierce kiss gradually stopped, and Cang Mo pressed her forehead against his, licking the blood from his lips with nostalgia and obsession.
But the next moment, crisp slaps interrupted this charming atmosphere.
"Don't go crazy, Cang Mo," Lin Qingyang said coldly with a glare, "I can't possibly get married to you!"
The redness on Cang Mo's face quickly faded away, but his eyes slowly darkened. He narrowed his eyes dangerously and sneered:
"You may be mistaken. I didn't intend to ask for your opinion."
"So you have been lying to me before! You never planned to let me go from the beginning!" Lin Qingyang's voice was filled with anger.
There was cruelty in Cang Mo's eyes, but a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he said slowly, "Otherwise, you think that by giving some money and saying a few nice words, you can wipe out the past! You are so naive! Have you ever seen a wolf bite its prey and still let go? You owe me what you owe me, and you have to pay it back in your lifetime!"
"You can't do this to me!" Lin Qingyang stared at him, looking a little angry.
"Why can't I!" Cang Mo's voice was a little louder and she stared at him word by word, "Lin Qingyang, do you think it's still the same as before! As you are now, do you have any choice?"
Lin Qingyang was stunned for a moment, looking at him without speaking for a moment, not knowing whether it was because of anger or humiliation, her eyes were a little red.
Seeing him like this, Cang Mo paused for a moment, then softened his expression and said, "The wedding is the day after tomorrow, so go to bed early."
After saying that, he stood up and went out. When he walked to the door, he looked back at the person on the couch. He felt cruel, raised his hand, and a light yellow barrier fell down, sealing the entire room.
The door of the palace was closed, and silence returned to the room. In the huge palace, only Lin Qingyang was left sitting on the couch, clutching her hair in collapse. "How could this happen..."