Devil Venerable Also Wants to Know - Chapter 57 I allow it

Wen Ren’e walked up to Yin Hanjiang and saw that his face was flushed, holding a handkerchief in his palm, a wine bottle beside him, an empty wine glass in his other hand, and Wen Ren’e’s robe in his arms.

“Sect Master Yin, are you too drunk?” Wen Ren’e asked.

If a cultivator doesn’t want to drink too much, he can use his true energy to force out the alcohol, and he won’t get drunk at all. If he was drunk, either he was not forced to drink, or he drank ambrosia.

Wen Ren’e sniffed the wine pot. It was the kind of spiritual wine he often drank. It was brewed from Houshan spiritual fruits. It was not a very good wine and was not intoxicating.

Yin Hanjiang was drunk and dazed, and most of his red clothes slipped down. He half-raised his eyes to look at Wen Ren’e, poured himself another glass of wine, and after drinking it said, “Didn’t you change your name to Han Jiang during this time? Why did you call me Sect Leader Shang Yin again?”

“Hanjiang?” Wenren’e asked back.

He had never seen Yin Hanjiang like this before. In his impression, Sect Master Yin was always dressed in black and as silent as a shadow. Even though Wen Ren’e knew that he was handsome, he was usually inconspicuous and could easily be ignored.

Now Yin Hanjiang is dressed in red, his black hair is blowing in the breeze, and there is an evil aura between his brows. If he appeared in the crowd, he would definitely be the one who attracts the most attention.

Wen Ren’e remembered that Yin Hanjiang didn’t usually drink, and only dared to secretly take a sip when he wasn’t paying attention. Unexpectedly, he would drink one cup after another.

“This jug and wine glass…” Wen Ren’e raised his eyebrows, vaguely remembering that he handed them to Yin Hanjiang after he secretly drank.

A strange feeling arose in Wen Ren’e’s heart. He observed the Yin Hanjiang in front of him who he had never seen before. He was more eye-catching than the silent appearance before.

“I thought you didn’t like drinking.” Wen Ren’e also sat on the left side of Yin Hanjiang. The development of the situation was beyond his expectation, but he didn’t mind having a chat with Yin Hanjiang.

“Yes, I don’t like drinking,” Yin Hanjiang looked to his right, raised his glass to the empty night, “I love the wine that your Majesty drank, and your Majesty will take a sip first before I am willing to taste it.”

Wen Ren’e: “???”

Only then did he notice that every time Yin Hanjiang poured a glass of wine, he always tilted it to the right side where there was nothing, and spilled a little of the wine, as if he was feeding someone a drink.

After feeding him the air wine, Yin Hanjiang turned the wine glass in another direction, put the side facing the air to his lips, and drank the wine slowly.

“Master Yin, who are you feeding?” Wen Ren’e sensed something was wrong.

“Why, do you want to drink too?” Yin Hanjiang looked at Wen Ren’e with hazy drunken eyes. He picked up the wine bottle and shook it, “It’s a pity that there is no more wine.”

He picked up the wine bottle, wiped the dust-free wine bottle with his red clothes, put the cold wine bottle on his face, closed his eyes happily and said, “This is the wine bottle and wine glass that your Majesty gave me. He drank it.”

He picked up the handkerchief in his palm and said, “This is the handkerchief that Your Majesty used to wipe his hands. There is blood on it to soothe the Dharma protector. I washed it and put it away.”

Wen Ren’e frowned. He thought for a long time before he recalled that Shu Yanyan had mistakenly thought that he liked Baili Qingmiao and tempted Wen Ren’e to pursue Baili Qingmiao. At that time, Wen Ren’e almost penetrated Shu Yanyan’s vagina with his five fingers in order to warn her. The skull and fingertips were covered with blood. Yin Hanjiang, who was standing behind Wen Ren’e, handed over a handkerchief, and Wen Ren’e threw it away casually after wiping his hands.

Yin Hanjiang wiped his face with a handkerchief and smiled with satisfaction. Then he carefully placed the handkerchief and the wine glass and flask into the mustard space, leaving Pojun/thorn casually beside him.

When Po Jun/Sword was being refined, Wen Ren’e’s blood soul was integrated into it. He could tell at a glance that this was the original Po Jun Sword. Wen Ren’e couldn’t help but ask: “Master Yin, is this your natal magic weapon? It wasn’t originally. Sword? Why does it look like this?”

“Your Majesty wants me to practice swordsmanship, so I will practice swordsmanship. Your Majesty thinks that I am suitable for sword cultivation, so I am a swordsman.” Yin Hanjiang hugged Wen Ren’e’s clothes and said with blurred eyes, “Your Majesty doesn’t allow me to accompany him to death. , I will live.”

“Sect Master Yin, I am just making suggestions, but what I think may not be suitable for you. You don’t have to act according to my ideas.” Wen Ren’e looked at Yin Hanjiang and suddenly realized that he had never seen this loyal subordinate clearly. The Yin Hanjiang in his eyes was Yin Hanjiang’s self-expression according to Wenren’e’s expectations.

He thought he expressed clearly, but unexpectedly, Yin Hanjiang did not look at him. Instead, he stretched out his hand to the air in front of him, as if touching someone’s face, and whispered: “Your Majesty, you like Baili Qingmiao, right? I’ll send her to meet her.” How are you?”

“I don’t like her.” Wen Ren’e affirmed.

This time Yin Hanjiang’s eyes finally fell on Wen Ren’e. He raised his hand to grab Wen Ren’e’s sleeve, but his palm passed through Wen Ren’e’s body. At this moment, Wenren’e was a condensation of chaotic energy. It had no entity and could not be touched.

“I…”

Just when Wen Ren’e was about to explain his current state, Yin Hanjiang said: “Fake.”

Yin Hanjiang’s expression was so calm, as if he had experienced it thousands of times. He kept reaching out to the front, back and right side, and every time he waved his hands, he looked up to the sky and laughed wildly: “Fake, it’s all fake.”

“Only this is true.” He hugged Wen Ren’e’s robe tightly, curled up, lay beside the spiritual spring, closed his eyes quietly, and seemed to have fallen asleep.

“Sect Master Yin, how many versions of me do you see in your eyes?” Wen Ren’e now roughly understood Yin Hanjiang’s situation and couldn’t help but ask.

Yin Hanjiang did not answer. As for the illusion, he would talk when he was lonely, but most of the time he would ignore it. Especially when there were people present, Yin Hanjiang would be even less likely to expose his weaknesses.

Wen Ren’e sat next to the sleeping Yin Hanjiang, recalling the ghost-faced man in the later period of “The Beauty of Sadism”, and combining it with the Yin Sect Master in front of him, he seemed to understand something.

It’s not that Yin Hanjiang went crazy, but that Yin Hanjiang always suppressed his character in order to hear people’s misfortune.

Since he read the book, he has been telling Yin Hanjiang that what he needs is not subordinates who obey his orders, but comrades who can walk alongside him. From the moment he picked up the child and told him to practice swordsmanship, Wen Ren’e always instilled what he thought into Yin Hanjiang, but this was not what Yin Hanjiang wanted.

Wen Ren’e thought that Yin Hanjiang’s qualifications were suitable for sword cultivation, so Yin Hanjiang went to practice swordsmanship; Wen Ren’e thought that Yin Hanjiang was his most trusted subordinate, so Yin Hanjiang disguised his personality in a way that made Wen Ren’e most at ease; Wen Ren’e Thinking that Yin Hanjiang could support Xuanyuan Sect after he left, Yin Hanjiang tried his best to do what he wanted.

Whenever Wen Ren’e’s thoughts were contrary to Yin Hanjiang’s nature, he would always choose Wen Ren’e. 78 Chinese first release m.

The Demon Lord was sitting by the spiritual spring and saw the full moon rising in the sky. He used his true energy to hold up a handful of water from the mustard seed space, and the full moon in the sky was reflected in the water.

This was Yin Hanjiang’s favorite thing when he was a child. After the battle between good and evil, he gave it to Wen Ren’e.

A scene seemed to appear in Wen Ren’e’s eyes. Yin Hanjiang when he was young looked at the false moon in the water and smiled quietly.

“I was wrong.” Wen Ren’e put away the cup of water and said softly.

He picked up this child, raised him to be what he wanted, and gave him what he thought was best, but he never thought about whether Yin Hanjiang needed these things.

Inner demons can never be formed overnight. From the very beginning, Wen Ren’e planted inner demons in Yin Hanjiang’s heart.

He took out the red stone, held it in his hand, and whispered, “Borrow it.”

Wen Ren’e, who was holding the stone, solidified, and the clothes transformed by the chaotic energy disappeared. With a tap of his fingertips, he put on the clothes in Yin Hanjiang’s arms, sat next to him, stretched out his palms, and gently stroked Yin Hanjiang’s hair. .

“Huh?” Yin Hanjiang’s spiritual sense was very strong, and he woke up immediately. He found that his clothes were missing, and his expression was panicked, completely lacking the firmness and calmness that he had just held on to. He scratched around, looking for the robe.

Wen Ren’e waved his sleeve, and the sleeve crossed Yin Hanjiang’s face. He grabbed the sleeve and whispered: “Here.”

He saw Wen Ren’e in front of him wearing real clothes, grabbed Wen Ren’e’s hand, and found that it was actually a real person!

“Has the inner demon become so strong?” Yin Hanjiang shook his head absentmindedly, thinking it was a lie, but held Wen Ren’e’s hand in his hand.

“Sect Master Yin, I am real. I have returned from the Netherworld Sea of ​​Blood.” Wen Ren’e said firmly.

“Yes, your Majesty is back.” Yin Hanjiang did not believe it and agreed casually.

Wen Ren’e didn’t mind that he thought he was a fake, and took this opportunity to say: “Wen Ren’s family has been loyal to the emperor and loved the people for generations, but they all ended up being executed. I pieced together countless severed bones in the mass graves, and every time I turned over Every time there is a corpse, I would hope that there is still a head on it and that there are still people on it, but there is no one. From then on, I had an obsession in my heart, hoping that even one person from the Wen family would survive.

“Many years later, I thought I had let go of my worries, escaped from the turmoil of the mortal world, cut off my family ties and embarked on the path of cultivating immortality, but I didn’t know that my obsession was always hidden in my heart.

“When I picked you up in a mass grave, my first reaction was to touch your neck. From then on, I confused you with the survivors of the Wen family and raised you in the same way as an outstanding general. .

“It’s my fault, it’s my obsession that turned you into what you are now.”

Wen Ren’e took Yin Hanjiang into his arms and said softly: “From now on, Yin Hanjiang doesn’t have to work for Wen Ren’e. He can observe with your eyes and listen with your ears. He doesn’t have to wear a mask or pretend to be you. Want to do.”

The warm embrace, gentle voice, and words he had never heard before made Yin Hanjiang know that this was his inner demon, but he was still willing to indulge in it.

“I want to avenge your Majesty.” Yin Hanjiang said, “I am cruel and may ruin your Majesty’s previous plans. I must be patient and cannot be willful.”

“You can do whatever you want,” Wen Ren’e said, “I allow it, and I will help you do whatever you want.”

“I want to destroy all the things that Your Majesty likes, dedicate them to you, and send them down to accompany you, is that okay?” Yin Hanjiang raised his head and looked at Wen Ren’e expectantly.

“…I don’t like Baili Qingmiao, so there is no need to burn her.” Wen Ren’e clarified.

“That’s great,” Yin Hanjiang sighed softly, “No wonder countless people are addicted to the illusion of inner demons and can’t extricate themselves. This is such a beautiful thing.”

“I am not a demon.”

Yin Hanjiang didn’t take these words seriously at all. He pursed his lips and summoned up the courage to say: “I want to like your Majesty, is that okay?” Anti-theft, no anti-theft. Report error. Ask for books. Chat with book friends.