During the escape of He Ziming and Nie Yao, the other half of Nie Yao's soul has been bewitching him with the traction between the souls, bewitching him into a demon.
Most of the seal of the Demon God's power in Nie Yao's body in the battle against the evil spirit tower was damaged by the impact.
Therefore, Nie Yao resisted the enchantment of this enchanting desire, and also resisted the extra effort.
He Ziming can often hear Nie Yao talking to himself in the same voice. Poor Nie Yao said: "...I'm just Nie Yao, everything about the demon has nothing to do with me, I can't, can't be enchanted..."
"Incendence, I want to enchant my life, I can’t help myself, everything I have encountered is so-called fate imposed on me. In that case, then I will seize the power of the demon god, destroy the heavens and the earth, burn all this... "The next moment, his voice suddenly became evil and enchanted, and his face screamed savagely.
Nie Yao's voice is very weak: "No... No, I can't be in a demon, I am a human, not a demon..."
"Be enchanted, enchanted, my destiny from birth is doomed to enchantment. I am a devil, and no one can insult me anymore. Anyone who has harmed me will have to pay the price..." Nie Yao, who is evil and mad, said so.
"Being enchanted, you will have power and everything..."
"No, I can not."
"Being in the demon, the demon way is the ultimate destination of the reincarnation of the demon."
He Ziming looked at Nie Yao, who was suffering from schizophrenia, and his heart was too anxious, but he couldn't help him. Seeing that the voice that belonged to poor Nie Yao was getting weaker and weaker, he couldn't help but grasp it. With his arm, he tried to interfere and beat him up: "Nie Yao, hold on, hold on, you can't be enchanted, you promise me you can't be enchanted."
"You are Nie Yao, not a demon. You shouldn't live for his fate, you can't be enchanted." He clutched Nie Yao tightly.
Poor little Nie Yao listened to his words as if he had found some courage, and kept muttering and repeating in a low voice: "I am Nie Yao, not a demon, yes, I can't be enchanted..."
Seeing that the little poor will gradually defeated the will of the evil charm Nie Yao, He Ziming was too late to breathe a sigh of relief.
At the next moment, the evil version of Nie Yao regained the control of the poor little Nie Yao's body, and in turn grabbed He Ziming's hand tightly, and asked: "In order to get everything I want, talent Let no one else be able to hurt us... If I am in a demon, what will you do?"
He asked He Ziming word by word.
He Ziming could see that whether it was the evil version of Nie Yao or the miserable version, it seemed that his influence on him was very heavy. When he was cruel, he bit his teeth and spoke clearly: "If you fall into the demon, I will never see you again."
The evil version of Nie Yao was taken aback for a moment, as if his mind was gradually drifting away.
"Listen, Nie Yao, the thing I hate the most is the demon. If you are in the demon, I will never see you again in this life." He Ziming saw that this trick was useful, and immediately, like a vow, he solemnly faced Nie. Yao made another announcement.
He definitely can't let Nie Yao be in a demon...
As soon as this sentence came out, the weight was extraordinary.
The air suddenly became quiet. At this time, even a needle on the ground would be able to make people listen to it.
After a while, the evil version of Nie Yao seemed to have been completely crushed in half and disappeared without a trace. Nie Yao took He Ziming's hand and solemnly said: "I will not be in the middle of the evil."
This person hates demonic cultivation so much, to the point that he will never see him again if he becomes demonic.
Then, even if he is in extreme pain and entangled in his heart, he still has to suppress his desire not to be enchanted... He absolutely, absolutely cannot lose this person.
He Ziming got his promise and let out a sigh of relief.
Since then, the evil and enchanted Nie Yao has never appeared again, and Nie Yao has never been struggling between enchantment and infidelity.
On the fleeing road, food, clothing, housing and transportation can only be simplified. He Ziming can skip meals if he has bigu, but Nie Yao can't eat if he doesn't eat.
Therefore, in order to feed his blind little poor, He Ziming could only take local materials to solve it, grab some pheasants by magic, and roast Nie Yao with game in the most primitive way.
Because he couldn't find the seasoning, He Ziming could only pick some non-toxic wild fruits in the mountains and squeeze the syrup juice on the chicken as a seasoning.
He Ziming has practiced cooking for a long time, and his skills are still a bit more refined.
At least, the things he made smelled good.
It just tasted, that even He Ziming didn't dare to compliment him, and wanted to call it a dark dish.
But because it is so "delicious", Nie Yao tasted happily, and even showed a happy expression on his face: "It's so delicious, I like what you make."
No matter how thick-skinned He Ziming was, he couldn't listen anymore. He felt that this kid was either complimenting herself, or he was having a taste problem with his dark cooking.
"Don't eat it, it's not delicious, I'll get you something else to eat later." He Ziming found out that he was going to grab the dark food in his hands.
No, Nie Yao gobbled it up like he hadn't eaten anything in his entire life, and rushed all of He Ziming's dark food into his mouth.
He ate too quickly, making all his lips and face oily, and even his lips were flushed red, and even his pale and bloodless face was flushed with crimson...
"No, I want to eat, I think what you make is the best thing I have ever eaten. I like to eat what you make, everything." He swallowed his mouth and said very sincerely, as if he In his eyes, what He Ziming made in his mouth was really not a dark dish but a delicacy.
Looks pitiful and cute!
He Ziming suddenly remembered his teenage years and promised with love: "Since you like to eat, then I will cook for you for a lifetime."
"Yeah." Nie Yao pounced and laughed like a child.
He Ziming felt that there was something wrong, so he recovered, and immediately added: "But it must not taste like this. I will exercise my cooking skills in the future and cook really delicious meals for you."
He solemnly promised.
"Okay." Nie Yao promised him quietly, but the roots of his ears turned red as if they were about to be cooked for some reason.
The two chatted for a while, and when Nie Yao finished eating, He Ziming wiped his mouth, thinking about getting up to pack his things.
Nie Yao suddenly took his hand and asked cautiously: "You don't wear a mask, can I touch your face? We have known each other for so long, and I never know what you look like?"
He Ziming looked at him like this, and immediately lost his heart. His whole heart was so soft that he was about to turn into a puddle of water. What he didn't even think about was to agree to Nie Yao: "Yes."
He just sat down in front of Nie Yao.
Nie Yao got his permission and laughed contentedly. He stretched out his hand to tentatively rubbed He Ziming’s face, but because he couldn’t see it several times, he couldn’t find the right place. First, the touch was too low to reach He Ziming’s neck. The touch was too high to He Ziming's head. After several attempts, he couldn't touch He Ziming's face accurately.
In the end, He Ziming couldn't stand it anymore, and directly grabbed his hand and put it on his face.
Nie Yao’s eyes were invisible, and he could only groping little by little with the touch of his hand. He touched He Ziming’s forehead to his narrow sword eyebrows, to his deep eyes, to his tall nose, which was slightly thin. His lips... bit by bit, I feel it carefully with my hand, rubbing it, like rubbing some extremely precious and rare treasure, as if I want to use my touch to touch He Ziming's appearance bit by bit. Take it to heart.
He Ziming was itchy by him, not only his face, but also his heart.
But in the current situation, he is not too discordant and can only endure...
I don’t know how long it took before Nie Yao finished groping, and said as if he had come to a conclusion: "You must look good."
"I'm very ordinary, and I just want to find the kind that I can't see if I throw it into the crowd." He Ziming glanced at Nie Yao even if he was blind. In contrast, it is simply a difference between clouds and mud, and it is really impossible to speak without conscience.
From his aesthetic point of view, both himself and Gu Changming's appearance are too light, so light that there is hardly any taste.
Nie Yao smiled, but said: "I don't care, I think you look good, you must be beautiful. You look the best in my eyes."
He is almost stubborn and indisputable.
He Ziming didn't bother to argue with him and let him go.
Their immediate delay now is to let Nie Yao see the light again.
Nie Yao's eyes have become two blood holes. If you change to another world, you will definitely be unable to restore your vision, but this is the world of cultivation. Everything that is impossible in the real world, as long as the elixir and spiritual things are found in this world, everything is possible.
Therefore, in order for Nie Yao's eyes to see the light again, what He Ziming is doing now is to take Nie Yao to the Daxue Mountain to find the golden lotus leaf in the snow mountain that is said to allow the blind to see the light again.
The journey to the snow-capped mountains was bumpy and tiring.
The journey was long, and it took He Ziming almost half a year before he took Nie Yao to the vicinity of Daxue Mountain.
I don’t know what’s going on these days. He Ziming may be a little dry and upset because of the unacceptable water and soil. His lips are swollen and a little broken almost every morning.
At the beginning, He Ziming really thought so. He really thought that he was getting angry and dry, and he also bought a lot of fire-lowering herbs to eat, but he still didn't see the effect.
Until one night, He Ziming didn't sleep deeply, and in a daze, he felt that the person next to him thought that he was breathing peacefully and fell asleep, and he actually climbed onto him, and there was a hard and stubborn person against him in his lower body, like A puppy groped and licked on his face for a while, and when he found his lips, he licked again...
Only then did He Ziming understand what happened to the red and swollen lips that he woke up in the morning recently. It was only at this moment that he realized that Nie Yao, who he had been watching as a child, was already a taller adult than himself.
Nie Yao didn't know that he was awake, he just kept sucking and biting his lips...
He Ziming woke up suddenly, opened his eyes, and pushed Nie Yao away.
Nie Yao was shocked on the spot, just like a kid who had done a bad thing and was caught. He looked at him pitifully and froze for a moment. After regaining his senses, he was conditioned to catch He Ziming. Wrist, for fear that he will leave: "Yes... I'm sorry, I... I didn't mean it..."
"Don't go, don't go, please, don't leave me." He subconsciously felt that he had done a big mistake, and the conditioned reflex was to beg He Ziming to ask him not to leave him.
He didn't know when his thoughts about He Ziming began. He Ziming slept next to him every day, and he could not restrain himself since he discovered it.
He didn't dare to talk to He Ziming, so he had to hide his feelings and carefully endure the depression. At night, when He Ziming didn't know, he dared to relax for a while.
"You..." After He Ziming was taken aback, he didn't even think of getting angry. Only after he recovered, he let Nie Yao pull himself and asked, "Do you want to do that double cultivation with me?"
Nie Yao's sexual suggestion to his actions just now was too obvious.
Nie Yao didn't expect that he was not angry. He even asked such words. He bit his lip fiercely, and it was an impulse to confide in his heart: "I... I am happy with you, I am happy with you..."
"Will you be my Taoist companion?" he asked cautiously.
He knows that he is not worthy of He Ziming. The current self may be a drag for He Ziming, but he still can’t control himself. He can’t help but feel happy about this life, wanting to monopolize the other party, and want the other party to be his own. Taoist...
Where does love start? It's the end.
In this world of comprehension, many monks are looking for dual cultivation of Taoist couples, not limited to men and women.
He Ziming didn't answer for a long time, so he decided to look at Nie Yao.
Nie Yao couldn't see anything, only he knew that He Ziming didn't respond to him. Even though his heart was cold, he bit his lip in pain and entangled, and said, "You...you are not happy, just forget it. I am. I'll stay away from you in the future, don't leave me, okay?"
He was pitifully like an abandoned little milk dog.
"Waiting for you to recover." He Ziming looked at him like this, and his heart instantly turned into a puddle of water. Before Nie Yao finished speaking, he interrupted him: "After you recover, you can see me... Make sure you still follow If I'm together, I will be your Taoist companion."
He didn't know how to tell Nie Yao that he was Gu Changming and the big brother who had harmed him, so he could only say this to Nie Yao...
He is willing to be a Daoist Nie Yao, but in this world his body is Gu Changming's body. The masked person can only be a disguise for his identity. If he is a Daoist, he cannot be disfigured or wear a lifetime mask. Don’t let Nie Yao look at his face... Therefore, he can only choose to tell Nie Yao that if Nie Yao sees his face and can still decide to put down and stay with him after he recovers, then he will become Nie Yao’s Taoist companion...
"Really...really?" Nie Yao was overjoyed, never expected that he would get such a result.
He Ziming looked at him, but his heart was mixed: "Of course it is true."
"Then you are destined to be my Taoist companion, if you don't dislike my cultivation level. No matter what you look like, I will like you and stay with you." Nie Yao happily took his hand. Unspeakable intimacy.
He remembered that He Ziming had previously said that he was not good-looking, and thought that He Ziming had said this because of his appearance...
Right now, I was elated.
He was holding He Ziming, and he was overjoyed when he tentatively rubbed his lips before grabbing He Ziming’s lips. With a little tentativeness, he stuck his tongue into He Ziming’s mouth...
He Ziming paused, a little startled, but he didn't refuse.
After Nie Yao's tongue whipped in his mouth wantonly for a while, he began to respond extremely slowly.
He likes Nie Yao.
Nie Yao was emotional when he received his response, and couldn't even control his hands. With the courage, he fumbled into He Ziming's clothes.
The two of them in Daxue Mountain had not yet found the golden lotus leaf relationship that would make Nie Yao regain their lives, they had progressed by leaps and bounds.
The two of them were in agreement, and they were happy. The other half of Nie Yao's soul on the other side of the world peered at them, but was so angry that their magical artifacts were broken and destroyed the contents of a table.