Days and nights of pursuit of Dottore

Chapter 126 The real chapter is really not nice to hear

Cheng Yan ran out of Jueyunjian, racking his brains to think of how to make Lord Emperor and Jin Peng accept his relationship with Wendy. Although he thought that everything was innocent between them, according to his master's meaning, he was afraid that they would think that he and Wendy were in a romantic relationship.

What should I do? Lord Emperor and Jin Peng have been together for so many years and still don’t have an accurate name for me. Although Cheng Yan doesn’t dare to make their relationship public, now that Master knows about Wendy’s existence...

"I'm such a scumbag."

Cheng Yan was heartbroken, he thought that he would not become like that after seeing so many people with chaotic private lives in the past, but God seemed to know what he wanted, and these beautiful people appeared one after another, and he could not resist no matter what.

No...I think I can only be called a playboy, not a person with a messy private life.

After all... Cheng Yan is still a rookie.

Cheng Yan put down his hands that were covering his face. He could not get excited no matter what. What was the point of liking so many people? He had not yet accomplished what he wanted to do most.

Changing his guilty mood, Cheng Yan suddenly felt confident, and rushed to Liyue Harbor with high spirits, wanting to deal with the person he feared the most first, but he came up empty-handed.

Morax's room was empty. Cheng Yan pursed his lips and walked into the inner room unwillingly, and saw the portraits that had not been put away in time.

"This is... me." Cheng Yan walked over spontaneously and looked at the person in the portrait.

Lying, sitting, standing, every face is his own, some frowning, some smiling, some angry, the vivid appearance makes Cheng Yan feel like he is looking in the mirror.

"These were all painted by Lord Emperor... I have been away for so long."

Self-blame and depression hit Cheng Yan again, and he covered his chest, "I actually made the Emperor miss me for so long."

As Cheng Yan was sitting on the bed with a pile of paintings in his arms, Morax, who had been away for a long time, came back.

With a hint of grass and soil still on his body, Morax wiped his hands with a handkerchief, as if he had just touched something dirty.

Before she put down the handkerchief, a cannonball suddenly rushed out in front of her, and before she could react, her waist was hugged.

Cheng Yan hung his whole body on Morax, raised his head, hugged the man's neck and started kissing him.

"Lord Emperor, you are finally back. I missed you so much."

The continuous kisses almost washed his face. Morax moved away with one hand as if protecting something, and with the other hand pressed down on Cheng Yan to stop his chicken pecking at rice.

"Why didn't I miss you yesterday? You only came to see me once after coming back for several days. Do you think I believe you?"

There was a rare hint of stubbornness in his tone, and Morax pretended to put Cheng Yan on a table not far away, as if he didn't want to get close to him.

"Yesterday was yesterday! Master was still ill yesterday, so I had no time to think about anything else."

Cheng Yan bit Morax's collarbone and said gloomily.

When Gui Zhong was seriously ill, it was as if a string was broken in his head and he couldn't think normally.

When the question of the end was mentioned, Morax was silent for a moment, then he opened his palm, revealing the thing he had just carefully protected.

"This is a trace of consciousness from the monster at Wuwangpo. He was trying to snatch the body of the demon from Guizhong. How did you get rid of him?"

The inquiring gaze fell on his face, and Cheng Yan turned his eyes away from Morax.

"Anyway, I have a way. She is my master. I will save her even if I die."

As soon as he said this, he saw Morax's disapproving look. Cheng Yan hugged him and comforted him while changing the subject.

"Isn't that monster dead? Why did Lord Emperor bring this here? This is not clean. I will take a bath with Lord Emperor later to get rid of the bad luck."

"This kind of monster relies on the evil consciousness left by the demon god to survive. If it is not completely killed, it will one day revive."

Cheng Yan immediately became nervous because the system didn't tell him about this.

"What should we do? Will Master be okay?"

Morax shook his head and raised his hand to signal Cheng Yan, "This is the last remnant of the monster. If he is given time, he will use this power to revive."

Cheng Yan stretched out his hand to grab him, "What are you waiting for? Destroy him now."

Morax held Cheng Yan down, "Liyue has a magic weapon that can imprison souls and regrets. Even if he is resurrected, he can't come out and hurt innocent people."

"And," Morax added, looking at Cheng Yan's increasingly fierce eyes as he stared at the fog-like thing.

"Then we can punish him and bring upon him all the pain he suffered in the end."

Cheng Yan's eyes lit up, and he held Morax's hand, "Lord Emperor, you are so thoughtful, so can you let me keep this thing?"

When the monster that dared to hurt the master grows up, Cheng Yan will torture him with different tortures every day for 365 days.

Cheng Yan was gritting his teeth and eager to try, but Morax withdrew his hand.

"I'll take care of this. Monsters are treacherous and cunning, I don't trust you to keep it."

Cheng Yan suddenly felt aggrieved, and he hugged Morax's arm and shook him, "How can I vent my anger? He made Master so upset, I want to retaliate a thousand times."

"When he regains consciousness, I will tell you. Whatever you do to him, you must let me watch, so that the monsters won't take advantage of you and sneak in."

Cheng Yan stopped and looked at Morax with an embarrassed expression.

"Lord Emperor, I am very fierce when I torture people."

Morax looked at him with an expression that said, "So?"

"Then my image of being gentle and considerate in front of the Emperor will be gone! I'm so embarrassed."

Morax raised his hand and pinched Cheng Yan's face. "It's okay. These words have nothing to do with you."