Lin Qingyang was wrapped around the upper body by the Red Silk, and even his mouth was tightly gagged. He could only be carried like a sack by the dark clouds on his shoulders.
The surrounding rumbles and collapses and the roar of Cang Mo gradually faded away, and the corridor fell into dead silence again, leaving only the heavy and unsteady breathing of the dark clouds.
Lin Qingyang's stomach was churning for a while, and he was so dizzy that he could not help but curse in his heart, why does Demon Clan always do things the same way!
I don't know how long I walked through the darkness, but the dark clouds finally stopped.
It was the familiar feeling of weightlessness again. Lin Qingyang was thrown onto the hard stone surface again. He groaned in pain and felt that his bones were about to fall apart.
Wu Yun held on to the stone wall next to him and panted. After all, he had been lying down for five hundred years and had just come back from the dead to forcefully use Demonic Power. It was still a bit reluctant.
After taking a few breaths, he turned to look at Lin Qingyang. The confusion and vigilance that he had just woken up from before on his face were gone, replaced by a gloomy and stern face.
Wu Yun waved his hand, and the Red Silk on Lin Qingyang's mouth was instantly released. Before Lin Qingyang could take a breath, Wu Yun grabbed his collar and half-lifted him up.
"Tell me! What did you do to Cang Yu!" Wu Yun stared at him with his inhuman vertical pupils, his voice was hoarse but filled with strong murderous intent, "How could his Howling Moon Saber be in the hands of that stupid wolf! How could he have Cang Yu's Demonic Qi on him!"
Lin Qingyang was forced to raise his head, looking at the pale and murderous face in front of him, he took a deep breath and said, "You misunderstood, we didn't do anything to Cang Yu..."
Lin Qingyang paused and decided to tell the truth, "Actually, you have been lying here for five hundred years. This is the tomb that Cang Yu built for you back then. And the wolf you just saw is called Cang Mo. He is the current Demon King of the Demon Clan, and he is also the descendant of Cang Yu..."
Before he finished speaking, Lin Qingyang felt his neck tighten.
Dark Cloud grabbed his throat, and his sharp nails instantly pierced his skin, causing blood to ooze out.
"You Human Clan are indeed very cunning, and you can still make up such lies when you are about to die!" Wu Yun interrupted him harshly, tightening the strength of his hands little by little.
Lin Qingyang was choked to the point of difficulty breathing. His hands were entangled with Red Silk and he couldn't even resist. He could only say with difficulty, "I... I really didn't lie to you... he died five hundred years ago..."
"Shut up!" Wu Yun growled, with a paranoid and fierce light flashing in his eyes, "That stupid wolf outside has no brain at all, how can he be Demon King! He still obeys you Human Clan!"
Wu Yun looked at him coldly, as if he had seen through everything with certainty. "I know, he is the puppet you Human Clan found! You colluded with the traitors in the Demon Clan, secretly After catching Cang Yu, I found a fool who is easy to control and sucked Cang Yu's Demonic Qi to pretend to be him, hoping to control the entire demon world!"
Lin Qingyang was so pinched that he rolled his eyes and lamented in his heart that Wu Yun's ability to make up his mind would not be so good if it were him!
"He's not... a fool..." Lin Qingyang struggled to squeeze out the words through his teeth, "He accidentally sucked the Demonic Qi from Cang Yu's bones, and that's why... he became like that..."
"It's a tough mouth!" Wu Yun sneered, his expression a little penetrating. He touched Lin Qingyang's face with his other hand, and his sharp black nails slowly scratched down his cheek, leaving a very thin blood stain, which finally stopped above Lin Qingyang's eyelids.
"But it doesn't matter. I've packed up a lot of the Human Clan, and there are plenty of ways to get you to talk." Wu Yun's face slowly came closer, and his voice was as soft as a whisper, "I happened to have slept for too long, and I'm a little hungry. How about... let's start with the eyes?"
As he spoke, the sharp fingertips pressed slightly on Lin Qingyang's eyeballs.
The cold touch made Lin Qingyang shiver uncontrollably, swallowed, and after a quick spin in his mind, he shouted loudly, "I said! I said!"
Wu Yun's hand paused, relaxed slightly, and looked at him coldly.
Lin Qingyang took two breaths, put on a complex and heavy expression and said, "You guessed it right, but you only guessed half of it."
He sighed and said with a bit of sadness, "When you were seriously injured and on the verge of death, Cang Yu went to find the legendary Nirvana Lotus alone to save you. As a result, he was plotted and seriously injured. He knew that if he fell, the demon world would be in chaos, and he would not be able to protect you."
Lin Qingyang looked at Wu Yun's slightly contracted pupils and continued to lie, "That's why he secretly found Cang Mo as a substitute to stabilize the situation outside. In fact... we are all arranged by Cang Yu!"
When Wu Yun heard that Cang Yu was seriously injured, he frowned, panic flashed in his eyes, but he quickly narrowed his eyes alertly. "Nonsense! You are Human Clan, Human and Demon Clans is sworn in, how can you be one of our own!"
"I am indeed Human Clan, but I am married to Cang Mo!" Lin Qingyang said with a wry smile, and his tone was half self-deprecating and half affectionate, "Human Clan They couldn't tolerate me hanging out with a demon, so they ruined my cultivation and kicked me out. Now I'm a useless person. Where else can I go except to follow Cang Mo? Human Clan and I have long been at odds with each other."
After saying that, he raised his eyes to look at the dark cloud again. Seeing that he was still full of doubts, he said, "I have Cang Mo and Demon Mark on my back. If you don't believe it, you can see for yourself."
Wu Yun raised his eyebrows. As Demon Clan, he naturally knew what Demon Mark meant. He looked at Lin Qingyang, then finally let go of the hand holding his neck, and pulled open his collar, exposing half of his shoulders and back.
Under the dim light, on Lin Qingyang's back, there was a large area of arrogant and domineering Demon Mark. Because Cang Mo was now rioting with Demonic Qi, Demon Mark was also particularly eye-catching. Not only that, there were also many ambiguous marks left on the side of his neck and collarbone.
Wu Yun looked stunned. As Demon Clan, he knew very well what these Demon Mark meant. This was Demon Clan's absolute possession and mark of his partner. It was not only a mark on his body, but also a mark on his body. It's a soul-binding contract. Wu Yun looked at Demon Mark on his back, and he didn't know what he thought of. He looked dazed for a while, and the hand on Lin Qingyang's neck involuntarily loosened his grip, and the fierceness in his eyes also dissipated a bit.
"What about Cang Yu?" Wu Yun stared at him and asked, "Where is he now?"
"He is right here." Lin Qingyang caught the dark cloud's relaxed look and continued, "The bottom of the Headless Mountain is the shelter he built. Let me go, and I will take you to find him now."
Hearing Cang Yu's name, Wu Yun's eyes showed a trace of softness and worry. He looked at Lin Qingyang and saw that he really had no cultivation and was pitifully weak, so he waved his hand and completely removed Red Silk that was tied to him.
Lin Qingyang lowered his head to gather his clothes, but his hands quietly slipped into the pocket on his waist, and his fingertips quietly touched something.
Wuyun stood aside and looked at him. Suddenly something came to his mind. He frowned and said, "Wait... since you are one of our own, why didn't you just tell me directly and made up five hundred years of lies to lie to me?"
Lin Qingyang slowly raised his head, looked at him calmly, and said, "Because those words are true!"
While speaking, Lin Qingyang's eyes suddenly turned cold, and with a flick of his wrist, a small golden ball hit Wu Yun's face.
There was only a "bang" sound, and Demon-Capturing Ball exploded at the moment of impact. Under the hood of a fine mesh with flashing light, the dark clouds were tightly trapped. Lin Qingyang took the opportunity to get up and pull out his legs. So I ran wildly into the darkness in the opposite direction. After all, I wasn't sure whether this thing could trap the dark clouds, so it was better to run away first! As I ran, I couldn't help but mutter in my mind: How dare Cang Yu be so fierce and flirt with women everywhere!