Chapter 524: You can not have it both ways.

Standing next to the man wearing a strong costume, the shadow was full of doubts as he watched the back of Liang Yin disappearing in the corridor.
The man wearing the white feather mask heard the words, the distressed color under his eyes was gradually covered by haze:
"Three thousand years ago, the only thing she loved was the smelly fox. Whether I was Xuan Bailu or Nangong Lianxi, the one who lived in her heart was always Si Lingye.
What I want is her whole heart, and it is not time to let him know that I am still alive. "
Shadow looked at the snow-white back of the man in front of him, pursing his lips and feeling distressed.
For Liang Yin, he has resentment.
When his Patriarch was still in the Blood Soul City of the Heavenly Cloud Continent, he was a kind and pure white son, a son who could melt people's hearts with a smile.
But now, he can clearly feel that the son of his family is no longer the son of his past after being reborn.
Although he hates the most culprit, he still hopes that the culprit can be with his Patriarch.
Nangong Lianxi looked at the man in purple robes who turned out of the corridor and left, frowning:
"Go and check for me, what is the purpose of the Lord of the Demon Realm who just approached her."
"Yes!" Before Nangong Lianxi's words fell, the shadow beside him had disappeared in place.
...
The other side.
In the remote corridor, the woman in Tsing Yi frowned slightly, looking worriedly at the handsome man in the purple robe in front of her.
"Xun'er, now in God's Domain, don't act rashly."
Bai Qing saw clearly the scene where Mo Lixun deliberately met Liang Yin just now in the corner of the corridor.
"Moving rashly? That woman you are so nervous, is there something to hide from you?"
Mo Lixun's words made Bai Qing's face pale as paper.
This Lixun is not someone else, but the current lord of the Demon Realm.
"I...I don't." Bai Qing explained hurriedly, but Mo Lixun smiled coldly:
"It's better not. The thing I hate the most is that others betray me, anyone who touches my scales will die!"
Mo Lixiu stared at Bai Qing sullenly, as if thinking of something, he stared at Bai Qing's gaze, overflowing with inquiries:
"By the way, where did you go the other day? How did Ben Jun find out that you haven't been there for three days."
"I…"
Bai Qing's pupils shrunk slightly, and the slender palms under his sleeves clenched tightly: "I...I was a little tired these past two days, so I went to some places with mountains and rivers to relax.
Looking at Bai Qing's expression of fear of himself, Mo Lixun twitched his mouth coldly:
"It's good to do it yourself, it's better not to let me find out what you are doing behind my back."
After leaving such a sentence, Mo Lixun disappeared in place, Bai Qing leaned on the pillar prostrably, sweating on his forehead.
The slightly frowning appearance of Dai's eyebrows made people feel sorry for it.
When she thought of Mo Lixiu's black figure again, her eyes were filled with pain, but she immediately thought of the cool sound that always stayed beside Mo Lixiu.
Bai Qing's eyes suddenly had a lot of coldness, and the look of disgust was like what Liang Yin did to her.
"Why don't you die violently? That way, you won't..." Bai Qing gritted his teeth and did not finish.
...
The Nine Realms Lords Assembly lasted three days.
After Liang Yin came out during the day, he didn't step into the hall again.
On the one hand, he was afraid of causing friction between City Lord Vatican and the butterfly demon because of himself, and on the other hand, he was afraid that the son would find something wrong with her.
Although she and the son of God were not involved like the Butterfly Demon, even if she became what she looked like, the Butterfly Demon could recognize her.
But when she arrived in the Continent of the Gods in the past, she had stayed in the son for so long, maybe the son would recognize her.
At night, Liang Yin had been arranging the sleeping hall, waiting for the return of the Lord Vatican.
The light overhead, the burning light and shadow were beating quietly, and Liang Yin lay on the table boredly knocking on the table, his eyelids sinking.
Suddenly, there was a slight sound of footsteps behind her, accompanied by the man's sad soft call:
"Yin'er, I miss you so much..."
Hearing this familiar voice, Liangyin's pupils shrank suddenly, and his whole body froze in place as if struck by lightning.
She turned her head suddenly, and saw a handsome silver-haired man in a red suit standing in front of her, watching her quietly, tenderly pampering.
"Si...Situ..." Liang Yin choked, his whole body trembled slightly, and he couldn't say a complete word.
Tears seemed to be broken, and the chest cavity was filled with sourness.
Is she... dreaming?
Is Situ Ye still alive? Still alive!
Also came to her!
"Where have you been?" Liang Yin was extremely sad, and suddenly got up and ran into the man's arms, crying.
"I thought... I thought I would never see you again..."
"Hey, don't cry, follow me, we will never be separated again..."
The man’s bewitching voice sounded above his head, and the cool tone was immersed in the joy of sorrow and joy, gradually sinking...
The Lord Vatican, who had just entered the main hall, saw the cool voice entwined with black energy lying on the table, his face suddenly changed: "Where did the head drop technique come from?!"
Without thinking too much, he hurriedly stepped forward and quickly searched out the place where the black air radiated.
It turned out to be a piece of jade pendant engraved with "sound", exuding it.
"Who killed you?"
Situ Ye suddenly squeezed his palms and made a soft creak.
The jade pendant in his hand suddenly shattered into two halves, and the black evil spirit that entangled the cool tone around his body disappeared instantly.
The man in red in the dream suddenly disappeared, Liang Yin's pupils shrank suddenly, and he suddenly woke up, just about to get up and look for the man.
But suddenly confronted the indifferent cold pupil of City Lord Vatican.
"Wang... King..."
There are still tears in the corners of Liangyin's eyes, and teardrops are stuck on the eyelashes like a fan.
She subconsciously glanced around before realizing that she was just dreaming... just dreaming of Situ Ye.
The broken white jade pendant on the table attracted her attention.
"What's the matter? It's so broken?!"
Liang Yin looked panicked and hurriedly pulled up the jade pendant to piece it together. This jade pendant was like a broken bronze mirror. How could it be healed?
The broken edges and corners of the jade pendant cut through her palm, and blood slid down her fingers, but she looked panicked as if she could not feel the pain.
This jade pendant has the breath of Nangong Lianxi, which can be felt by the Lord Fanluo.
The girl's face full of worry and anxiety at the moment is very dazzling, even more piercing...
Under the mask, he stared at the cool tone with a pair of blood pupils, with a complicated expression:
"There is a head-down technique on the jade pendant. The jade pendant is not broken, and you can't wake up. You can't have both fish and bear paws. Sometimes you have to give it up."
Hearing this abruptly, Liang Yin shook his whole body, feeling that his soul was hit.
She raised her head and stared at the man in front of the table blankly, and tears could not stop again.
If she didn't know the Lord of Vatican City in the past, she would think that the Lord of Vatican City couldn't have both fish and bear paws.
It is the guide Gong Lianxi and Si Lingye.
"Thank you, King." Liang Yin bit his lip, wiped away the tears with his hand, and put the broken jade into his pocket.
"Tonight will not be vigil for the deity, you go to the side hall to rest."
"Yes."
...
When Liang Yin returned to the room, it was already midnight, and the white things on the table caught her attention as soon as he entered the room.
"Why are there letters here?"
The sound of the letter opening is very clear this night.　　 When Liang Yin saw the content of the letter, his pupils shrank suddenly.