There was a heartbreaking silence in the room.
Cang Mo was stunned there, as if someone had stabbed him severely. His face instantly turned pale. The paranoia and anger on his face faded away like a tide, leaving only an almost broken and unbelievable hurt. His amber eyes stared at the person in front of him, as if he didn't believe he would say such heartless words, and his eyes were red and even had a glimmer of water.
For the first time since their reunion, Lin Qingyang saw such a fragile expression on his face. It was as if the person in front of him had transformed from the decisive demon king in an instant back to the boy who was abandoned in the Forest of Ten Thousand Demons many years ago.
There was a sharp stabbing pain in my heart. I lowered my eyes and stopped looking at him. I took a few deep breaths to suppress the unbearable feeling in my heart, and then slowly said, "Relationships are something you can't force. If you still remember our past friendship, don't force me anymore."
Cang Mo lowered his eyes without saying a word, looking heartbroken.
Lin Qingyang couldn't bear it. She stretched out her hand and gently shook his hand, then softened her tone and said, "Ah Qi, getting married is a lifetime event. You should find someone... someone who is truly happy with each other. You are still young and your life is still long. You will always meet the right person."
Cang Mo lowered his head and listened, but suddenly grabbed his wrist with his backhand.
Lin Qingyang frowned and looked at him, only to see Cang Mo raise his head. The broken look in his red eyes disappeared and was replaced by a more ferocious and paranoid madness.
"Haha..." Cang Mo laughed softly and looked at him with red eyes, "You finally said what was in your heart! You actually regretted saving me a long time ago, right? You regretted it from the moment I said I liked you! That's why you abandoned me without hesitation! So all these years! You know that I am alive, but you refuse to come to me! Don't you think you are disgusting with me? Are you afraid that I will pester you!"
Cang Mo's tone became more and more excited, and finally he almost roared. He looked at Lin Qingyang, with cruelty and paranoia on his face. "Unfortunately, there is no use regretting it now!"
"Let go!" Lin Qingyang felt a sharp pain in her wrist and tried hard to get away.
Cang Mo grabbed him harder and roughly pulled the man out, tearing the wound on his shoulder. Lin Qingyang couldn't help but cry out in pain. Cang Mo turned a deaf ear, grabbed his shoulders and pressed the man down on the soft bed, with his hands behind his back.
"Why are you so crazy!" Lin Qingyang gritted his teeth and cursed, enduring the severe pain.
"I originally wanted to do this later," Cang Mo pressed against him, her hot breath spraying in his ears, with a strange excitement in her voice, "But you are so unbehaved, Master!"
"Why are you pretending to be a pervert!" Lin Qingyang scolded angrily, but she was a little panicked. Could this kid want to have a bridal chamber now?
Immediately, he felt a chill on his body, and his torn clothes were torn open, revealing his fair and thin back.
Lin Qingyang struggled fiercely, and then a pressure came down, making him lie on the bed unable to move. His calloused fingers gently touched the skin on his back and the light scars on it.
"Do you think I can't do anything to you if you erase the evil spirit I left behind?" Cang Mo leaned over and said in his ear, his posture as intimate as a lover's kiss.
As soon as he finished speaking, the fingers on his back suddenly grew sharp nails and pierced the skin without hesitation, oozing out little drops of bright red blood.
"What are you doing...?" Lin Qingyang felt a slight sting and frowned in confusion.
Cang Mo did not answer. Half of the clothes made of fur on his chest were removed, exposing the skin around his heart. His sharp nails pierced his heart, and then slowly drew out a drop of red blood glowing with a strange golden light.
The drop of heart blood was suspended in the air, then slowly fell, accurately blending into the wound on Lin Qingyang's back. The moment the two people's blood merged, a dark red light erupted.
Cang Mo placed his palm upward, as if casting a spell, and then he saw small wounds, and blood began to flow around like ink, and red lines spread on the fair skin, strange and gorgeous.
"What are you doing!" Lin Qingyang cursed in a panic as his back felt like burning pain.
But the man behind him remained silent, his eyes fixed on his back. The dark red lines were centered on the wound, traveling and spreading on the fair skin, forming a strange totem like flowing clouds. In the middle of the totem, a pair of fierce and cold wolf eyes gradually appeared, and the surrounding ink-like flowing clouds turned out to be the flying mane of a wolf upon closer inspection.
Cold sweat broke out on Lin Qingyang's forehead, and he felt a strange and powerful force, which seemed to be branded into the depths of his body and soul.
The lines on his back finally stopped spreading, and the burning pain gradually receded. The red lines were like cooling magma, slowly turning into blue-black. An unruly moon-roaring wolf descended from his shoulder blades and poured down his thin back. The ice muscle and jade bones formed the ultimate contrast with the ferocious beast, giving rise to a thrilling and enchanting beauty.
Cang Mo stared obsessively at the mark that belonged to him on his back, and his fingers caressed the totem lovingly. It wasn't until he felt the skin under his palm trembling slightly that he finally released his grip on him.
Lin Qingyang lay stretched out on the bed, covered in cold sweat. It took a while before she could sit up with difficulty, holding on to her limp arms.
He glanced at Cang Mo, then turned to look at the huge bronze mirror not far away. He saw a large and conspicuous wolf totem on his back. His face was stunned for a while, and then turned into an uncontrollable anger mixed with humiliation. He turned his head and glared at the man in front of him. This bastard! He actually gave himself a tattoo?!
"This is my demon mark." Cang Mo said with a sneer, with twisted satisfaction and revengeful pleasure on his face. He leaned into his ear and whispered word by word in an almost cursed tone, "My blood is melted in the demon mark. From now on, no matter where you go, even if you die, turn to ashes, fall into the underworld, and go through reincarnation, I will follow you, Lin Qingyang, you will never get rid of me!"
Lin Qingyang looked at him, her lips trembling and she didn't speak for a long time, her eyes finally turned red.
Cang Mo's expression paused, a hint of guilt flashed in his eyes, and then his voice became gentle again, and he touched his face comfortingly. "As long as you don't leave me, I will be good to you."
Lin Qingyang stared at him with red eyes, and it took a while before four words came out from between her teeth. "Fuck you!"
Then he punched him hard in the face, and then the whole body rushed forward and beat him randomly as if to vent his anger. Cang Mo fell on the bed and let him beat him. When he was unstable due to too much exertion, he stretched out his hand to support his waist.
Lin Qingyang was too tired to lift her hands, and finally stopped breathing heavily. Her fingers were red and swollen and stained with blood.
Cang Mo was lying on the bed, blood oozing from the corner of his mouth, and his face was red and swollen. He didn't know if it was because of the blood he had just used, but the injury did not recover quickly, but there was a smile on the corner of his mouth, as if he was pleased by Lin Qingyang's out-of-control appearance.
Lin Qingyang glared at him, and then she felt the hand on her waist gently caressing her. She closed her eyes in anger and gave him another blow with her backhand. She got up from him and picked up the clothes scattered on the bed, only to find that they had been torn into pieces. Another burst of anger came and she threw it on Cang Mo's face irritably.
At this moment, there was a knock on the door, and Hong Ling's cheerful voice came through the door. "Your Majesty, it's almost dawn, it's time to dress up!"
Lin Qingyang was stunned for a moment and looked out the window, only to realize that the faint morning light had shone in.
Today is the wedding day.