My master is obedient and soft

Chapter 56

In the middle of the night, half asleep and half awake, Zheqing suddenly felt thirsty.

He habitually stretched out his hand and pushed it, trying to get out of Wen Yuan's arms, but when he moved his hand, it was empty.

Zhe Qing dimly opened his eyes, rubbed them: "A Yuan..."

The person who was clearly next to him when he was sleeping had disappeared at some point, the bed was lifted, and the empty mattress had become cold.

At this time, Zheqing became conscious, and he sat up from the bed. He slept very deeply this time, and he didn't even know when Wen Yuan woke up.

Zheqing shouted into the room: "Ah Yuan?"

No one answered.

He got out of bed, lit a candle, went to the table and poured a cup of herbal tea to drink.

Zheqing went to the screen and turned around, but he didn't see anyone, so he couldn't help being surprised.Just now he thought Wen Yuan got up at night, but there was no one in the room at this time.

When passing by the hanger, Zheqing paused.

Before, his coat and Wen Yuan's were neatly placed on the hanger, but now, the hanger on Wen Yuan's side is empty, only Zheqing's own clothes are left.

Even the coat and shoes were gone, Zhe Qing frowned, could this man have gone out?

However, in the middle of the night, there were not many people on the street except the people who were on watch outside. Where did he go?

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew, the window lattices rustled, and the half-closed door was also blown open a crack, wandering back and forth creaking.

Zheqing closed the windows and doors tightly, and he slowly sat back on the bed. For some reason, he suddenly felt that it was extremely cold tonight.

His arms had become cold, and he stretched out his hands to rub them back and forth, but suddenly he felt a little flustered for no reason.

He couldn't describe that feeling, as if something in the dark was tearing his soul apart, his heart tightened, and Zheqing swallowed a mouthful of cold saliva.

In the end Zheqing couldn't stand it anymore, he tried to send Wen Yuan a voice transmission: "A Yuan, where are you now...ah!"

The door suddenly slammed open.

A tall and big figure stood at the door, holding a long sword in his hand, behind him was the harsh moonlight, his face was hidden in the shadow of the moonlight, and he could not tell clearly. A thunderbolt struck down, illuminating his face, It's Wen Yuan.

His cheeks as cold as a blade were gloomy and terrifying at this moment. Wen Yuan was wearing a black robe, the long hem of which swept the ground and was blown up by the strong wind behind him. The bead rolled down the blade, fell on the tip of the sword, and finally dropped to the ground with a thud.

Zheqing had never seen Wen Yuan like this.

He stood up blankly, his lips moved: "A Yuan..."

The person in front of him moved, and he suddenly raised his handsome face to meet Zheqing's gaze, and Wen Yuan's red eyes were reflected in Zheqing's pupils.

Zheqing's hands trembled a little, he took a step forward, and saw more clearly, where Wen Yuan was standing, his feet were covered in blood at this moment.

"What's wrong with you...are you injured?!"

But Wen Yuan's expression at this time was not normal, his face was expressionless and even a little cold, and the eyes looking at Zhe Qing made his heart chill, as if... as if he didn't know him.

Zheqing was taken aback by his own thought, he expelled this thought from his mind, and tried to pull a smile from the corner of his mouth: "Why don't you talk, A Yuan, what did you do?"

Wen Yuan approached him, step by step with bloody footprints.

Chi Xiaojian made a piercing sound on the ground, and his whole temperament changed, becoming gloomy and terrifying, like a Yan Luo who was demanding his life.

Zheqing said in shock: "You..."

Wen Yuan raised his hand slowly, pointing the cold sword point at Zhe Qing's throat.

Zheqing was completely stunned.

In the next second, the sharp edge of the sword struck, raising a strand of Zheqing's temple hair, and he subconsciously did not react. He watched Wen Yuan raise the sword towards him, and when the sword barely pierced his throat Suddenly stopped.

With a sound of "boom", Chi Xiaojian fell to the ground, Wen Yuan bent down, covered his head in pain, and made a trembling gurgling sound from his mouth.

Zheqing cried out, "A Yuan!"

He rushed over and hugged his body with his hands, Zheqing pushed Wen Yuan's hand away, held his face with both hands, looked at Wen Yuan's completely changed scarlet eyes and said eagerly: "What's wrong with you?" , What happened to you? A Yuan, you actually wanted to kill me just now!"

At that moment just now, Zheqing saw killing intent in Wen Yuan's eyes, but he didn't hide, he was betting that Wen Yuan's sword would not fall, luckily he won the bet.

"Look at me! I am Zheqing, your master!" Zheqing shouted.

Wen Yuan didn't respond at all, those dark black eyes that used to be deep became dull now, the pupils seemed to be burning with flames, and there was nothing in his eyes, he looked at Zhe Qing dumbly, as if he didn't know him.

Then he frowned, his handsome face became a little distorted in Zheqing's hands.

Zheqing panicked.

The sudden change caught him off guard, he didn't know what happened to Wen Yuan at this moment, why he suddenly became like this, and where did the blood on his body come from, just now Zheqing touched his body calmly. After touching it, there was no wound on Wen Yuan's body.

Those bloodstains weren't his... whose was it?

"Ah!" Wen Yuan roared suddenly, he frantically pushed away Zheqing's two hands that were holding his face, and flung Zheqing to the ground violently.

Zheqing took the opportunity to kick Chixiaojian a little further away, Wen Yuan leaned on him, suddenly approached him, and bit his neck fiercely with his mouth open.

"hiss……"

Zhe Qing frowned in pain, but he didn't resist at all. Instead, he wrapped his arms around Wen Yuan's shoulders, gently stroking and comforting him with one hand behind him, and let Wen Yuan's teeth pierce his neck. , Bite him bloody.

I don't know how long it took for Wen Yuan to let him go, Zhe Qing's eyes turned black, and Wen Yuan's lips were covered with blood in his eyes, which was extremely coquettish.

Wen Yuan blinked slowly, as if he had recovered a little sanity, his head slowly turned, finally got up from Zheqing, pushed him away, picked up the Chixiao Sword on the ground, and staggered out the door.

Zheqing got up from the ground and chased him out. The cold wind outside the door hit his face, cooling his blood. He stared blankly at the bright world in front of him, but there was no trace of Wenyuan.

"This... guest, guest officer, I didn't see the man in black you mentioned."

The shop clerk was dozing off on the counter, and when Zheqing called him, he was startled. The Zheqing in front of him was ashen-faced, and came out in a hurry with only a coat on. There was a ring of bruised bite marks, oozing blood.

"You really didn't see it? Here," Zheqing pointed at the door, "has no one ever gone out here in the middle of the night?"

The shop waiter shook his head: "Really not, guest officer."

Zheqing's room was upstairs, Zheqing thought about it, maybe Wen Yuan didn't leave through the gate in the middle of the night.

The waiter rolled his eyes, looked at Zheqing calmly, and asked tentatively, "What happened, guest officer? Why isn't your husband with you?"

Zheqing didn't care about the change of the store waiter's address, he didn't care about these details anymore, Zheqing calmed down his voice: "It's nothing. Did anything happen tonight?"

The waiter thought for a while, then shook his head and said, "No."

"Okay, I got it." Zheqing said, "The room upstairs is gone."

"Ah... it's only the first night, so you can't stay?"

Zheqing: "Yes."

He seemed anxious, turned around and left.The shop clerk looked at Zheqing's back and muttered, "What's going on here?" He shook his head, yawned, and continued to nap on the counter.

Taking advantage of the fact that there was no one on the street in the middle of the night, Zheqing Yujian flew over Yong'an City, and looked all over the city for a hundred and eighty miles outside the city, but did not find any trace of Wen Yuan.

It was as if this person had suddenly evaporated from the world.

Zhe Qing was really anxious, the more he recalled Wen Yuan's appearance at that time, the more frightening he felt, his eyes were scarlet, his demeanor changed strangely, as if he didn't know him at all overnight.

Ordinary people appearing in this state are nothing more than falling into the devil's path, or being controlled by someone and losing their minds.

Wen Yuan was originally a Demon Lord, excluding the theory of becoming a Demon, could it be...was his consciousness controlled by someone?Zhe Qing's brows were about to be twisted into Sichuan characters, as Wen Yuan often said, he is a majestic demon, who can easily control him?Could it be... Isn't it being controlled by someone?

...Poisoned?crazy?or something else?

Later, Zheqing felt something was wrong again. When he held Wen Yuan's head, he clearly felt that Wen Yuan was in great pain and screamed with a headache.

By the way, a headache... Zheqing thought to himself, sure enough, he didn't take it seriously at first, but he didn't expect it to get worse after so long. This must have something to do with Wen Yuan's appearance tonight.

With a turn of the Fuwei sword, it flew in the direction of Nightmare Domain.

The natural enchantment in the Nightmare Realm recognizes the master. Wen Yuan is the only one who has conquered him for thousands of years. Zheqing has Wen Yuan's blood in his body, so the enchantment naturally recognizes him as Wen Yuan.

Zheqing jumped down from the sword, retracted the Fuwei sword, and the barrier automatically opened a gap in front of him.

Magic Palace.

Zheqing walked quickly into the palace, followed by Wen Yuan's subordinates, the leader was left envoys and right envoys, followed by a group of demons and goblins.

The group of people in Nightmare Realm already know Zheqing now, and they also know that Zheqing's status is not ordinary, and he is the darling protected by the lord. Now anyone who sees Zheqing should respectfully call him Xianjun.

Zheqing asked them: "Has Wen Yuan come back?"

Everyone shook their heads, the left envoy took a step forward and said, "Go back to Xianjun, never."

Zheqing's heart sank to the bottom, Zuo Shi looked at Zheqing's gloomy expression, and asked cautiously: "But what happened to the Lord?"

Zheqing pursed her thin lips tightly, and said after a while: "Missing."

All of a sudden, there was an uproar.

"What?! The Lord is missing?"

"This...how is this possible?!"

"Xianjun, what is going on?"

Zheqing stood in front, standing on the armrests, his cold voice came out, very important, he said to everyone: "Everyone, please be safe and don't be impatient, I don't know the current situation."

He thought of something, and asked Zuoshi: "By the way, where is Lingyin now?"

Zuo Shi: "The lord ordered him to be placed under house arrest before." He thought for a while and said, "But don't worry, Xianjun, it's just restricting personal freedom, he has not been harmed in the nightmare domain."

Only then did Zhe Qing's frown ease, and he walked towards the gate of the palace while saying, "Lead the way, I'm going to see him."

The author has something to say: Thank you for feeding me the nutrient solution and the little cuties who voted for the overlord~