Quick Wear: My Master is a Drama King

Chapter 149 My Master Wants to Kill Me [End]

"So, you're not dead..." Yu Zhiqing's face was pale, and he looked at Si Yuan without blinking: "I thought you were dead. Now I wish you were really dead, so that so many things wouldn't have happened."

Si Yuan wanted to explain, but could only make a squeaking sound.

He looked at Yu Zhiqing anxiously, but could do nothing.

He wanted to say that he faked his death and left because he had something to do, and that on the day he was leaving he happened to run into Shen Bai who wanted to kill him, so he took this opportunity to return to the demon world.

He actually wanted to disclose this matter to Yu Zhiqing, but he was afraid to bring up his sad story, so he kept putting it off until now.

What Si Yuan didn't expect was that his identity was exposed at such an inopportune time, which made him feel helpless.

Yu Zhiqing's voice was hoarse, and a tear fell without warning: "I really regret saving you, an ungrateful person. I should have let you die there."

Then he wouldn't have cried so sadly when he lost Xiao Jiao, nor would he have met Si Qin in the secret realm, nor would he have been captured by Si Yuan and humiliated in the demon world after leaving the secret realm.

Thinking about it now, all the strange things at that time seemed to have been explained.

He was still wondering why the dignified Demon Lord would fall for a small person like him. It turned out that all this was because he saved a little fox in the back mountain when he was a child.

After the little fox faked his death, he reappeared in front of him, not to repay his kindness, but to drag him into the abyss, trample on his self-esteem, and force him into a desperate situation.

Yu Zhiqing coughed lightly a few times and looked at Si Yuan with undisguised disgust in his eyes.

He said slowly: "Ungrateful and ungrateful wolf."

"If it happens again, I will kill you the moment we meet..."

Yu Zhiqing's words stunned Si Yuan.

He opened his mouth, but couldn't say anything.

Yu Zhiqing closed his eyes and no longer looked at Si Yuan.

Just like that, Yu Zhiqing disappeared in front of Si Yuan.

Disappeared without a trace, leaving no trace.

It’s as if this person has never existed in this world.

Because the master of the formation disappeared, the formation also completely dissipated.

Si Yuan broke free from the formation, changed back into human form, and slowly walked forward.

Every step he took felt like he was walking on the tip of a knife and it hurt terribly.

In just a few steps, it seemed like he had walked a lifetime.

Si Yuan stretched out his hand in a daze, but caught nothing.

Yu Zhiqing.

Why can't I hold you...

For some reason, tears suddenly rolled down my eyes and I tasted a hint of bitterness at the corners of my mouth.

After committing an unforgivable sin and losing the people he loved, he finally realized how hateful he was for ignoring Yu Zhiqing's wishes and trampling on Yu Zhiqing's dignity.

He now wished he could turn back time and kill the man who bullied Yu Zhiqing.

The Demon Lord, who had always been arrogant and conceited, covered his face and burst into tears, calling Yu Zhiqing's name over and over again, and his words were incoherent.

"Yu Zhiqing, I'm sorry..."

"Sorry……"

"fraud."

"You promised to be my wife."

"Yu Zhiqing, you're a liar."

"fraud……"

"The person who just activated the formation was senior brother?" Shen Bai's sinister voice suddenly sounded in Si Yuan's ears.

Si Yuan did not respond to him and immersed himself in sorrow.

Shen Bai actually guessed it without asking.

His senior brother.

Gone.

"It's gone..." Shen Bai's brows were gloomy. He kicked Si Yuan hard and attacked him like a madman.

Shen Bai's tears were filled with murderous intent: "It's all because of you. If it weren't for you, my brother wouldn't have gotten into trouble."

Si Yuan did not resist, as if he had lost the desire to live, and accepted Shen Bai's attack motionlessly.

Just when Shen Bai was about to deal Si Yuan a fatal blow, he suddenly stopped hand as he thought of something, and the demonic energy in his hand disappeared.

"Do you have a soul-gathering lamp?"

How could he forget that the Soul Gathering Lamp of the Jibei Sect was snatched away by the Demon Lord.

Senior brother has only been gone for a short time, maybe his soul can come back.

Even if the chance of his soul being torn apart is only one in a thousand, he will still try it.

"Soul-gathering Lamp?" Si Yuan's empty eyes lit up and he stood up shakily.

Why didn't he think of that just now?

As long as we gather Qingqing's soul, nurture her well, and find a new body, Qingqing will be able to come back.

There is still hope, there is still hope...

However, the greater the expectations, the greater the disappointment.

Si Yuan and Shen Bai looked at the soul-gathering lamp without any fluctuations, with expressions of despair.

"Brother, your soul is scattered and you will never come back." Shen Bai said in a heavy tone.

He glanced at Si Yuan who remained silent and did not hit him again.

Turned around and left the demon world.

The living are the ones who suffer the most. How could he let Si Yuan be free so quickly?

Si Yuan ignored Shen Bai's words and looked at the soul-gathering lamp quietly.

Daybreak, nightfall, and this cycle repeats over and over again.

I don’t know how many days had passed, but Si Yuan was still standing under the plum tree, staring at the soul-gathering lamp motionlessly.

"Master Demon..."

His subordinates could not bear to see Si Yuan so decadent, and could not help but persuade him: "The Demon Realm still needs you to take charge of the situation, you can't be so decadent any more."

Si Yuan's eyes moved slightly, and he moved his body, and the petals falling on him also fell down.

I don’t know what happened these days, but the plum blossoms that used to grow again after withering have stopped growing.

Now there are only a few scattered flowers on the tree, which looks inexplicably desolate.

Si Yuan picked up a petal.

I thought, since the person is gone, there is no need for this flower to exist.

What is meant to disappear will always disappear.

What is destined to wither will eventually wither, and you cannot stop it even if you use every possible means and try your best.

He raised the petals, held the soul-gathering lamp, and slowly walked back to the bedroom, whispering, "Demon army, retreat."

So boring.

Everything is so boring.

…………

"Xiao Jiao, did you steal my roast chicken again?!" Yu Zhiqing picked up Si Yuan, his face puffed up: "I know you foxes like to eat roast chicken, but you can't steal mine, you can steal the ones in the kitchen!"

"This was something Brother Xi Nan brought back for me when he went out to Hongzhou. I've been thinking about it for so long, and you just ate it like this!!"

Si Yuan's white furry ears trembled slightly, and he licked his paws, looking unrepentant.

Yu Zhiqing was almost pissed off by it.

He Siyuan threw him out the door, leaving a sentence: "Don't come back tonight!!"

If he isn't taught a lesson, he'll crawl on his master.

With a "bang", the door was closed.

Si Yuan didn't care and just lay down outside the door and fell asleep.

Because he knew that someone with a hard mouth but a soft heart would take him back.

Sure enough, only half an hour later, when it was gradually getting dark, the sound of footsteps coming and going in the room reached Si Yuan's ears.

"Squeak." The door was opened.

Yu Zhiqing looked at Si Yuan who was sleeping soundly and angrily hugged him back. Although he was angry, his hands were very gentle.

Si Yuan heard him muttering quietly: "I'm not worried that you'll catch a cold, I just feel a little cold sleeping without you in my arms."

Si Yuan: It turns out that you are hard on the outside but soft on the inside.

……

After Si Yuan left the illusion, he sat motionless on the bed, holding the Dark God Bell in his hand.

Si Yuan didn't know how many times he had repeated everything that happened in the illusion just now.

Every day he lives in his past memories and no one comes to wake him up.

He stood up and walked out with heavy steps.

There was nothing in his eyes, like a dead abyss, blocking others' prying eyes.

"Qingqing, what should I do..."

I can't seem to hold on any longer.