Chapter 100： Demon Lord (8)

Yaofeng never expected that this lady acted so strangely. She was very grateful to him before, but now she only feels terrified. Although the leader is also unpredictable, she has never done such a cruel hand to the people in the backyard.

"Yaofeng, just reflect on yourself for a few days here, and think about where you went wrong." Yan Juefei came closer, squatted down and looked at him with a slight smile.

Yaofeng raised his head and looked at his face that had exhausted all the splendor of the world, but suddenly he laughed.

"Although Madam doesn't know why Madam hates Yaofeng so much." Yaofeng lowered his eyes, endured the pain, his teeth chattering and said again: "But I know that if the sect master comes back and sees me injured, I'm afraid it is You will feel more resentful towards Madam, and maybe you will hate you more and more.”

Yaofeng is usually quiet and doesn't talk much, but his eyes are poisonous, and he can see through people's hearts at a glance.

This Yan Juefei was clearly in love with the teacher, but he didn't realize it by himself. He just repulsed and hated himself out of instinct, so he didn't show any mercy.

Yaofeng naturally wouldn't remind him.

"What did you say?" Yan Juefei's face sank, and he kicked his lower abdomen. Yaofeng suddenly rolled on the ground in pain, but he gritted his teeth and did not cry out.

"The sect leader only knows that you have a peerless face, but what if the sect leader finds out that you have such a vicious heart?" Yaofeng forced himself to sit up and looked up at Yan Juefei.

Yan Juefei was so angry that he wanted to kick him to death, but he held it back.

He snorted and walked away.

When he walked to the door of the firewood room, he paused, thinking about Yaofeng's words repeatedly in his mind.

Back then when he let Yaofeng hold himself up, he always remembered the look in Liang Yu's eyes when he looked at him, and every time he thought of that look, he felt a kind of heartbreak-like discomfort.

But even after so long, he always had a certainty that Liang Yu still liked him.

Yaofeng reminded him that the devil might hate him one day. Yan Juefei really didn't like the word. He was a little swayed for a while. Should he ask a doctor to treat Yaofeng's injuries, or let him suffer?

After thinking for a while, Yan Juefei still chose the latter.

He just suddenly wanted to know how he would treat himself if Liang Yu came back and found out that he had hurt his beloved Yaofeng

Thinking of this, he felt his whole body blood boil.

He really wanted to know the answer!

Two days later, Liang Yu and the two guardians returned to Izumo Mountain.

All the way into Tianshui Garden, Liang Yu was a little lighthearted when he heard the servants say that the teacher's wife has left the customs, and found Yan Juefei standing under the begonia tree in the corner.

He was dressed in bright red clothes, fluttering in the wind, with his back facing him, he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Madam is out." Liang Yu stepped forward and asked lightly.

Yan Juefei looked back suddenly, Yubai's face was frosty.

A single pair of eyes stared at him with a gleam of brilliance.

"Two days ago, the distant wind from your backyard slammed into me, so I punished him a little." Yan Juefei's eyes were like eagles, hooking Liang Yu's face tightly, not letting go of a trace of his expression Variety.

"What? What did you do to him!" Liang Yu's face changed greatly, and he stepped forward to clamp Yan Juefei, "What did you do to him?"

Yan Juefei only felt a sharp pain in his wrist, as if his wrist was about to be crushed, he gritted his teeth, "He is in the woodshed now"

Before he finished speaking, Liang Yu disappeared like a gust of wind.

Yan Juefei staggered, looked down at the red mark on his wrist, and suddenly regretted why he had to look at his reaction.

Liang Yu rushed into the firewood room where Yaofeng was imprisoned.

Yaofeng was curled up in the corner, sleeping on a pile of hay, when Liang Yu stepped forward to help him up, and found that the man had fallen into a coma, his face was terrifyingly hot.

His heart sank, he immediately picked up the person and rushed out.

Yan Juefei stood motionless in the courtyard, watching Liang Yu come out with someone in his arms, his face was covered with dark clouds, and there was an undisguised look of panic in his eyes.

He only felt that his heart was stabbed, but his rooted legs followed.

"Someone!" Liang Yu hugged the person into the bed in the room, and roared loudly, and asked someone to prepare water and wine, then tore the clothes stained with dried blood, and turned Yaofeng's back over to see The wound on the back has begun to fester and inflame, and the body is hot and red, which is clearly a high fever.

Liang Yu's eyes were red, and he took the things brought by his servants. First, he used a cloth towel dipped in some water to wipe off the dirt from his whole body. He then wiped his body with a clean cloth dipped in spirits.

Yao Feng, who was unconscious, let out a soft groan of pain.

Liang Yu frowned tightly, and asked for two more antipyretic and anti-inflammatory medicines from the system for people to take. After dealing with all this, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Helping to move the quilt, as soon as he stood up, he saw Yan Juefei with his eyes wide open and motionless.

Liang Yu's face became more gloomy.

"Yan Juefei, shouldn't you give me an explanation? What did he do wrong to provoke you to lynch?" Liang Yu restrained his anger and looked at him coldly.

Yan Juefei has been looking at it indifferently, but he can't help but think, it turns out that this devil is so gentle to others, and he is not so special.

The result he wanted to know made him so uncomfortable.

"What to explain? There's no reason for it, it's just that he hates it!" Yan Juefei suppressed the discomfort in his heart, and faced Liang Yu's questioning, sneering and not defending.

Just speaking the truth.

As soon as he finished speaking, Liang Yu swept his palm into the air, and Yan Juefei suddenly felt a scorching wind from his palm, and he fell out.

He raised his head abruptly, his palms caressed his blood-surging chest, and looked at Liang Yu in disbelief.

He hit him!

He beat himself for that distant wind.

Yan Juefei stared at him, his eyes gradually turning red, the result of his trial finally came out

But this result made him hate it so much, Yan Juefei stood up, and with a swipe, he pulled out the sword from his waist and stabbed Liang Yu, just as he also wanted to know how big the difference in force between the two was!

Liang Yu saw that this person did not repent and did not say anything, but was still stubborn and fierce, and he was angry and wanted to punish him.

Yan Juefei stabbed with a sword, but he didn't avoid it. He just swept out another palm. The tip of the sword pierced the palm of his hand, but he felt a violent force rebound. The long sword was broken into several pieces. A hemp hilt fell to the ground, and the whole person staggered backwards.

Liang Yu's figure flashed in front of his eyes, he stretched out his hand and grabbed Yan Juefei and pressed him **** the table, "You want to kill me? At least you need to practice for a hundred years."

The coldness in his eyes made Yan Juefei tremble.

And the move just now made him realize the gap between the two, and he was shocked and horrified. Even though he practiced the two secrets, he was still not his opponent.

But what made him desperate was not the distance between the two in terms of force.

That slap just now shattered something in his heart

It's just that I suddenly feel so sad, so sad that I can't put everything in the world into my heart, and I don't even have the motivation to avenge the annihilation.

"You have to be stubborn with me, don't you?" Liang Yu grabbed his hand and wanted to teach him a good lesson, but this person somehow seemed to have taken away his soul, his face was pale, and his eyes were blank.

There was a bit of helplessness in Liang Yu's words, and his tone was not as cold as before, and Yan Juefei suddenly burst into tears.

"Why did you cry, the person who made the mistake, you're right?" Liang Yu sighed and gently stroked his face with his hand.

His warm fingertips touched his skin, Yan Juefei Mo Ming felt aggrieved, and no matter how much he wiped away his tears, he couldn't wipe away his tears.

He just gritted his teeth and said angrily, "Yes, I just deliberately made you feel so distressed. It's better to kill me now, or one day I will not only kill you, but also him!"

Liang Yu frowned and snorted coldly.

Without saying more, he suddenly lifted Yan Juefei up.

Yan Juefei was full of sadness. He was carrying him face down so suddenly, feeling uncomfortable and angry for a while, struggling and angrily shouting, "What are you doing, devil, let me down!"

"What to do, go back to the room and have a good reasoning with you!" Liang Yu said coldly, carrying him all the way out the door, no matter what the servant looked at, he went straight to the small courtyard in the south where Yan Juefei lived.

Yan Juefei was ashamed and angry, and pulled Liang Yu's hair and ears all the way.

Liang Yu was scratched unbearably, and slapped him on the hip: "Be quiet! Do you want the entire sect to see your sloppy appearance?"

Yan Juefei narrowed his eyes and bit Liang Yu's ear directly.

Show it to him!

Zhang Ji and Tianbao were in the courtyard, and they were shocked when they saw him carrying people back. Liang Yu ordered everyone to step back, took them directly into the bedroom, and threw them on the bed.

Yan Juefei felt dangerous and jumped up as soon as he got into bed, but Liang Yu quickly pinned him on the bed, glared at him fiercely, and gritted his teeth, "Have you had enough trouble?"

Yan Juefei stopped moving, but just bit his lower lip and stared at him with anger.

"I really can't help you." Liang Yu couldn't help sighing again. He was different from others in that the punishment was still hard, and he was unwilling to do something.

Grinning his teeth in secret, he saw Yan Juefei biting his lower lip, turning crimson.

Liang Yu's brows sank, and he couldn't help leaning down to kiss him.

Tears were still on his lips, salty.

When he kissed him, Yan Juefei's heart suddenly trembled, but the hand that was holding his shirt tightly slowly loosened.

Liang Yu put the palm of his hand on his tear-drenched cheek, kissed his rosy lips, and said solemnly, "You shouldn't have told me about Yaofeng, did you know I was wrong?"

Yan Juefei bit his lips fiercely until blood flowed out.

Staring at him with stubbornness and hatred: "You're going to feel bad, kill me to vent your anger for him, you don't need to force me to agree with you."

These words made Liang Yu stop completely, he stared at Yan Juefei for a long time, and walked away expressionlessly.

The wooden door fell together with a slam, but Yan Juefei only felt weak all over, lying on the bed with wide-eyed eyes, but a piece of emptiness in his heart, he just thought sarcastically, that he hurt his baby, he is afraid that he will never be in the future. would like to see him

He would rather he killed him directly.

"Young Master, are you all right?" Zhang Ji was worried when he saw Liang Yu's face as he left, and rushed in. He was lying on the bed like a doll with his soul taken away, staring blankly at the top of the bed.

"Young Master?" Zhang Ji grabbed him anxiously and shook it.