Lin Qingyang's heart tightened, she held her breath, and quietly reached for the last monster-catching ball in her pocket.
In the night, the figure moved and walked over slowly. The cold moonlight outlined a face as gentle as jade. It was Jin Buhuan.
"Elder Lin." Jin Buhuan said with a smile. He returned to his black hair style and waved the folding fan in his hand, just like before at Jiuxiao Gate.
Lin Qingyang's tense nerves relaxed, and he breathed a long sigh of relief. He quietly put the monster-catching ball back into his pocket, and led the spirit shadow horse forward.
"I'm scared to death. Why are you here in the middle of the night?" Lin Qingyang asked.
"I couldn't sleep, so I came out for a walk." Jin Buhuan smiled gently, his eyes fell on him and Lingyingju, and he said clearly, "Are you... planning to run away?"
Lin Qingyang nodded helplessly, with a look of helplessness and a headache on his face. "Forget it, that wolf cub is crazy, he insists... Oh, forget it, I don't have time to tell you in detail! I have to leave quickly. If someone chases me later, please delay it for me! I will contact you when I go out!"
As Lin Qingyang said this, he impatiently wanted to turn over and get on the Lingying Horse, but Jin Buhuan's folding fan suddenly came out and knocked on his shoulder casually.
A strange feeling of numbness instantly spread throughout his body. Lin Qingyang's movements suddenly stopped, and his whole body froze there, unable to move. Even his raised hands remained in the position of resting on the horse's back.
"You... what are you doing!" Lin Qingyang looked shocked and confused. He could only roll his eyes with difficulty and glare at Jin Buhuan.
Jin Buhuan took back the folding fan, with a hint of helplessness on his face, and sighed, "I'm sorry, Elder Lin."
After saying that, he raised his folding fan and pointed lightly at the sky. A golden light shot up from the tip of the fan and exploded in the dark night sky.
Realizing that he was sending a signal, Lin Qingyang looked at him in disbelief, feeling a chill and anger of being betrayed by his friend.
"You actually betrayed me!" Lin Qingyang's voice trembled slightly with extreme anger.
"After all, he and I are allies now, so please be considerate." Jin Buhuan looked confused.
"I sympathize with you, uncle!" Lin Qingyang yelled angrily.
Before he finished speaking, a familiar and angry black demonic energy fell from the sky like a meteor, hitting his side hard, causing a violent wave of air. The figure stood still, and Cang Mo's face, so gloomy that it seemed like it could drip water, appeared in front of him.
When Lin Qingyang met his gloomy gaze, she felt panicked and was speechless for a moment.
Cang Mo stared at him with a look that made him want to bite. After a moment, he turned to Jin Buhuan beside him and squeezed out two words from between his teeth. "Thank you."
After saying that, he stepped forward and picked up Lin Qingyang, who was unable to move, and strode back.
Lin Qingyang was imprisoned in his arms, and could only glare at Jin Buhuan angrily, and cursed, "Jin Buhuan, your uncle! How can I ever be sorry for you! You want to trick me like this! You old bastard! Just wait for me! I'm not done with you!"
The angry curses gradually disappeared as Cang Mo's figure moved away.
Jin Buhuan stood there and sighed helplessly. He glanced at Lingyingju who was still chewing dragon scale fruit innocently next to him and said, "Okay, go back to sleep."
The door of Cangfeng Palace was kicked open violently. Cang Mo came in with the person in his arms. His face was frighteningly cold. He walked to the bed in a few steps and threw the person on the bed without mercy.
The effectiveness of the body-holding technique had worn off. Lin Qingyang fell on the couch, propped herself up and sat up, then looked at Cang Mo's eyes that were almost spitting out fire.
Lin Qingyang was a little flustered by what he saw, but she was unwilling to give in. She held her neck and choked angrily. "What are you looking at! You still want to hit someone!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Cang Mo suddenly came up to him and reached out to pull his clothes.
Lin Qingyang was so frightened that he crawled to the back of the bed, took out the last monster-catching ball from his pocket, and smashed it without thinking.
As the demon-catching ball exploded, a shining demon-catching net covered Cang Mo and tightened quickly. Cang Mo just stood there, letting the net tie around his body. He frowned and looked at it, then raised his eyes to Lin Qingyang, his eyes filled with overwhelming anger and a trace of speechlessness. Then, the demon-catching net seemed to be melted by invisible flames, shattered inch by inch, and fell to the ground.
Lin Qingyang's face flashed with embarrassment. He had also guessed that this thing was of no use to Cang Mo, but he still had to fight to the death.
"I'm just kidding you." Lin Qingyang smiled awkwardly, trying to ease the atmosphere that seemed extremely unfavorable to her.
But Cang Mo was obviously not in the mood to joke with him, so he stepped forward, grabbed Lin Qingyang's ankles, and dragged him out from the corner of the bed.
"What are you doing!" Lin Qingyang screamed, struggling desperately on his hands and feet.
But the disparity in strength left him unable to fight back, and he was easily grabbed by the wrist and pinned down on the bed.
Cang Mo stretched out his hand to pull at his collar, and with such force in anger, he tore a large hole in his collar with a "stab" sound, exposing a large piece of his chest and shoulders.
Lin Qingyang looked at him in panic, but Cang Mo made no move, just stared at the wound on his neck that was still bleeding. The place where he had bitten his teeth was now a blur of flesh and blood, as if it had been cut open by something not sharp.
Realizing that he was here to look at the wound, Lin Qingyang's panic subsided slightly, her expression instantly turned cold, and she said sternly, "Let go!"
Cang Mo did not let go, but lowered his head and came closer, sniffing the wound gently, and frowned even more tightly. "Dragon Scale Fruit."
Lin Qingyang turned his head without saying a word. The crushed dragon scale fruit core can absorb evil spirits. He heard Ku Rong mention it by chance, so he thought of using a dead horse as a living horse doctor, cutting it open with broken porcelain pieces, and then using the mashed fruit core to draw out the evil spirits.
Cang Mo looked at his stubborn expression, but still let go of his hand, turned around to get the medicine, and sat on the edge of the bed to apply the medicine on him. The movement was not gentle, and the stimulation of the ointment made Lin Qingyang gasp in pain.
"In order to get rid of my demonic aura, you have to do something to yourself." Cang Mo gritted his teeth, with uncontrollable anger in his voice, "You really want to leave me?"
"Otherwise?" Lin Qingyang endured the pain and retorted, also with anger, "Do you still expect me to happily wait to marry you? What are you dreaming about?"
Cang Mo's hand was a little heavier, and Lin Qingyang screamed in pain, turning her head and frowning at him.
Cang Mo gritted his teeth with a stern face and said, "If you don't want to, there's nothing you can do about it. You probably don't know yet, but Mo Yan has come to the Demon King's Palace to save you."
Lin Qingyang's expression suddenly changed, and she asked anxiously, "What did you do to him?"
"So nervous about him?" Cang Mo's eyes became colder, revealing resentment and unwillingness, "Or do you only have people from the Jiuxiao Sect in your heart?"
"Stop talking about this. What's going on between us has nothing to do with anyone else. Don't mess around!" Lin Qingyang said anxiously.
Cang Mo sneered and said, "Do you want to see if he has anything to do? If you go to the church tomorrow and get married, he will naturally be able to leave the Demon Emperor City alive."
Lin Qingyang glared at him angrily, gritted his teeth and said, "Do you have to force me like this?"
"You owe me this!" Cang Mo stared at him with a paranoid expression.
"What do I owe you!" Lin Qingyang roared, the anger that had been suppressed could no longer be controlled, and he stared at Cang Mo and said every word, "Just because I didn't choose you that time in Wanyao Lin? Xue Lanyuan's life is also life, why should I choose you! Just because you like me, and I never said I like you!"
Cang Mo's face stiffened for a moment, and then he was irritated, and he growled, "There's nothing you can do if you don't like it. Who asked you to save me in the first place? It was you who provoked me first! Why do you say I don't want it and I don't want it anymore!"
Lin Qingyang looked at his paranoid and painful expression, a hint of pain flashed in his eyes, and then slowly cooled down, and said in an almost cruel tone, "If I had known this, I would rather not have saved you in the first place!"