After the Cannon Fodder's Rebirth

When He Ziming woke up again, he was already in the cabin where he and Nie Yao had lived before.When he opened his eyes, he found that the Junzi Sword, which had been taken away by the demon cultivators when he was captured, was by his side.

He Ziming didn't have time to think about why he didn't die, and why he was here, almost reflexively grabbed his gentleman's sword the first time he woke up.

The first time he sensed him waking up, there was a sound at the door.

Nie Yao rushed to his side in panic: "Senior brother..."

"The devil..." He Ziming glared at him when he saw him, and pulled out his gentleman's sword without thinking: "Since you let my gentleman's sword return to my hand, what is the relationship between you and me today?" If you die, I will die!"

The big mistake has already been made, and the only thing he can do now is to restore all this for the common people of the world.

He Ziming's spiritual roots have been abolished, his cultivation base has been ruined, and now he is no different from a mortal body. Even picking up and pulling out the Gentleman's Sword is a bit difficult for him, but even so, he still trembles. Exhausting all the strength in his body, he aimed the sword at Nie Yao who was rushing towards him.

As a monk, it is his duty to eliminate demons and defend the way.

He knew that confronting Nie Yao with his rudimentary skills that he could no longer even hold a sword firmly was no different from hitting a stone with an egg, and he was rushing to die.But what's the matter?

In order to make up for the mistakes he made, he was willing to die.

"Senior brother..." But Nie Yao looked at him now, but he was no longer as crazy as the devil in the past. Seeing He Ziming pointing his sword at him, not only did he not dodge or dodge, but his eyes were red with grievance, as if accusing him Looking at him, he asked, "Brother... are you going to kill me?"

He Ziming's hand holding the sword was still trembling, but he didn't dare to look at Nie Yao again, he didn't dare to ask Nie Yao if he already knew his identity, so he pointed his sword at him decisively, and said loudly: "The devil is here!" Don't talk nonsense here, since you didn't kill me, I will definitely kill you today, to eliminate demons and defend the way!"

As soon as the words fell, his sword hand stabilized in an instant, and he confronted Nie Yao in an anti-enemy posture.

"Senior brother, are you really going to kill me? Do you really want me to die? Senior brother." Seeing his indifferent and decisive appearance, Nie Yao suddenly felt wronged like an abandoned child and began to cry.

He Ziming's whole body trembled immediately, but he still managed to stabilize his figure.

Facing the reincarnation of the Heavenly Demon, Beiming Demon Lord, he could face it calmly and die generously, but he was helpless against that poor and well-behaved boy at the foot of Fuyao Mountain who acted like a baby to him back then.

Nie Yao looked at him injured, not only was not afraid of his sword, but pressed forward step by step, and kept asking: "Brother, are you really going to kill me?"

Unknowingly, He Ziming was forced to take a few steps back by him, with no way out.

Nie Yao didn't give him a chance to retreat at all, knowing that He Ziming had nowhere to retreat, but he still stepped forward to meet his sword edge, and said with tears in his smile, "Okay, my life was originally given to me by my senior brother." Yes, since senior brother wants to kill me, then my life is given to senior brother..."

He Ziming had no way to retreat, and his whole body froze.

Nie Yao ignored He Ziming's sword and let his gentleman's sword penetrate into his own flesh and blood.

His life was originally saved by He Ziming, if He Ziming wanted it, he would give it to him.

The sword pierced the flesh, and Nie Yao's blood overflowed all at once.

He Ziming knew that as long as he used a little force and sent the sword forward, he would be able to end the life of the devil and restore peace and peace to all people in the world.

As the eldest disciple of the orthodox monk Fuyao, He Ziming's rationality told him that he should no longer care about personal affairs and take this opportunity to get rid of the devil, but his hands still trembled uncontrollably.

"Senior Brother, I'm bleeding, Senior Brother, I'm in pain, Senior Brother..." Nie Yao didn't know that Gu Changming was that person before, and he never guessed He Ziming's thoughts, but after knowing He Ziming's identity, he was in an instant. Knowing how to deal with He Ziming's weakness, he only took one look at He Ziming, and he knew that his heart was softening, and he immediately cried out.

Sure enough, He Ziming's hand holding the sword trembled even more violently.

Seeing this, Nie Yao's eyes were red, and he chased after the victory, wailing constantly: "Senior brother, I hurt so much, senior brother, I have been waiting for you, why, why don't you want me? Senior brother."

When He Ziming heard his wailing, he was instantly burned, his heart felt as if a knife was being twisted, and with a sudden force, he pulled out the tip of the sword that had been engulfed in Nie Yao's flesh and blood. Yao, in an instant, couldn't hold the gentleman's sword steadily anymore, his hand trembled, and with a bang, his gentleman's sword fell to the ground.

Can't do it, he can't do it...

After all, he still loves Nie Yao.

"Senior brother, why? I really hurt, senior brother, I'm bleeding..." Seeing his gentleman's sword fall, Nie Yao rushed towards He Ziming and hugged him, wishing he could hug him The whole body was buried in He Ziming's arms, and he kept questioning him: "Senior brother, why? Why did you do that, why did you treat me so kindly at the same time, and treat me so badly at the same time? It both makes me hate and also treats me so badly. Let me love? Are you going to drive me crazy? Brother."

He Ziming was not surprised that Nie Yao knew his identity as a masked man, but he didn't want to ask how Nie Yao knew it.It was still hugging him like a wooden stake, panting violently.

Nie Yao can entertain himself by himself. He hugged He Ziming as if he had hugged his whole world.He Ziming didn't answer him, so he speculated on his own, imagining: "Did you know that Yun Xuzi took away my spiritual root and my life experience? You also think Yun Xuzi is too much, you pity me, so you can't help me." Pretending to be a masked man to protect me and take care of me in secret, right? You know all this, but because of Yun Xuzi, you have to behave badly to me outside, dare not get close to me, and even humiliate me and make things difficult for you Me, that's why you said you owed me when we first met, didn't you?"

"When I was blind, you told me to wait until I regained my sight and see your face before deciding whether I want you to be my Taoist partner, because even you didn't know how to tell me, you are me Gu Changming is the elder brother you hate the most?" Nie Yao loves the masked man deeply, and he can only think of the bright side of everything related to the other party: "When I was looking for you earlier, I crushed two talismans in a row. You didn't come, you didn't come until I crushed the third talisman, because when I crushed the first two talismans, you were in retreat and conceived, and you didn't receive my call, did you?"

When he didn't know that the masked man was Gu Changming, he had many things and couldn't figure out many things, but after he knew that the masked man was Gu Changming.

Everything that he hadn't figured out before was all smooth.

"You abolished my cultivation and handed me over to Yun Xuzi because my fellow sect had no choice? You didn't know they would treat me like that, so they said sorry to me when they rescued me." He Ziming didn't have to In a word, Nie Yao can complete a story by himself: "I'm so stupid, I'm so stupid, I can't even figure this out... Also, when you were here that day, you didn't come to chase after Fuyao and those people. The one who killed me, but the one who followed the agreement and came to me, right?"

"And I, and I..."

Nie Yao couldn't remember what he had said to He Ziming when he faced the pile of corpses under Fuyao's gate that day.

Now as long as he thinks about that day, if Yunhua hadn't come, he would have killed Gu Changming, killed this person.This person had almost died at his hands twice, his heart was torn apart, his heart was torn apart...

Obviously, at that time, as long as he explained clearly to He Ziming at that time, they would have a happy ending, stay together forever, and don't have to waste so long.

But he, but he...

Everything was ruined by him, messed up.

"But, senior brother, you are also at fault." Nie Yao hugged He Ziming, sobbing softly, and began to cry: "Senior brother, why didn't you explain to me that you are the masked man on the day I recovered? Why didn't you tell me, senior brother?"

If Gu Changming hadn't said anything, how could they have wasted so long?

The missteps have gone as far as they are now.

He Ziming suddenly heard him mention that day, thinking of his fellow disciple who died tragically in front of him that day, but pushed him away as if he woke up suddenly: "Nie Yao, if you remember that day, have you ever remembered it? You once promised me that you will never be possessed by demons, and you will never take revenge on Fuyao innocent people. I remember that I once told you that if you were possessed by demons, I would never see you again."

"But when I came back that day, your devil also entered, and the person was killed." He has only now clearly admitted that he is the masked person, but the words he uttered are like a double-edged sword, stabbing himself He also stabbed Nie Yao.

He Ziming smiled wryly, looked at Nie Yao, and said, "What do you want me to tell you? Of course I forgive you?"

Nie Yao choked.

"If you have such expectations for me, then I'll tell you." He Ziming's eyes were red, and blood was about to drip, every word he said: "My parents died at the hands of the demon cultivator. Maybe forgive Moxiu, especially the devil who killed nearly a hundred people in Fuyao!"

As long as He Ziming thinks of his fellow disciple who died in front of his eyes that day, He Ziming is heartbroken, and the words he utters are like sharp knives: "Nie Yao, if you don't kill me today, as long as I have breath, I will find ways to find a chance to kill you." For you, demon guardian."

He couldn't do anything to Nie Yao, he only wanted to anger Nie Yao and wanted to die.

As early as the day when Nie Yao fell into a demon and he had to be his enemy, He Ziming didn't want to live anymore.

"Senior brother, don't do this, no, no..." Seeing him like this, Nie Yao grabbed his hand, panicked all of a sudden, almost tearing down his nose, and hurriedly explained: "Those people It wasn't me, I didn't kill it, I didn't do it on purpose, I wasn't a brother who was obsessed on purpose."

He realized that he hadn't had time to explain to Gu Changming, and said in a panic, "Three days, when I was waiting for you, that demon, that demon hidden in my heart, kept coming out to pester me and bewitch me into a demon. , let him bewitch me so much, I can hardly tell what is fantasy and what is reality, at that time people from various sects and Fuyao somehow found our residence, I remember what you said, I have been holding back Seemed to be hiding at large and did not fight them..."

"But, you didn't come back, you didn't come back. The demon created an illusion in my heart, a very real, very real illusion, just like the real thing. I saw you... saw you being lifted up and joined by various sects. The person I killed was killed, and I will never come back again. In my panic, I somehow fell into a demon, and when I woke up, I opened the seal of the power of the demon god, and the corpses were scattered all over the field..." Nie Yao's eyes were red, Hoarse: "But I clearly remember, it wasn't me, I didn't kill people, I didn't kill people. It was me... it was the demon in my heart, that demon... senior brother."

He was extremely wronged.

He Ziming's eyes were red, and he sneered, "Heh~"

"Brother, you believe me, you believe me. I swear, I swear that what I say is the truth." Afraid that he would not believe him, Nie Yao hurriedly grabbed his hand, shaking it constantly, almost begging for mercy .

He Ziming's eyes were red, and his eye sockets were soaked with tears.He couldn't bear Nie Yao's behavior, but still grabbed Nie Yao and took his hand, and said cruelly: "I believe you or not, it doesn't matter anymore Nie Yao... It's too late, everything is too late, we are destined I can’t go back to the past, Nie Yao.”

"Wrong, Nie Yao, we were wrong from the very beginning." So what if Nie Yao is telling the truth?

He already has a Taoist companion, how can he abandon his Taoist companion and go to be with Nie Yao again.

"How late? How late, brother? Why can't you and I go back to the past?" Nie Yao stubbornly grabbed him, but said: "I didn't kill people, I didn't do anything you don't want me to do, even though I have Becoming a demon, but I can guarantee that I will never harm or kill anyone. If you don’t want to, I don’t want the magic weapon anymore. I will give up everything in front of me. Don’t come to our Xanadu, stay together forever, okay? Okay, brother?”

He Ziming pushed him away: "Don't do this, don't do this, Nie Yao."

"Why can't we go back to the past? Brother, it's obvious that you don't want to go back." Nie Yao refused to give up, just looked at him stubbornly, determined stubbornly, as long as He Ziming wanted them to go back.

He asked He Ziming: "Brother, didn't you say that demon cultivators and monks are both good and bad, so you can't generalize? Now that I haven't done anything bad, is it that I am so unforgivable in your eyes?"

He tried his best to pester He Ziming.

"That's not the problem, Nie Yao." He Ziming pushed him away again, biting his lower lip fiercely, almost biting off a piece of his own flesh and blood.

Nie Yao stared at him blankly, insisting that he give him an explanation.

He Ziming stared at Nie Yao, and said word by word: "I already have a Taoist companion, he is my master. As long as I live, I am his person."

"I will never betray him, Nie Yao." His Taoist companion is his master, even if he doesn't love him, he will never betray him.

Nie Yao was stunned on the spot, as if he hadn't remembered that Gu Changming had a Taoist companion until now.

He vaguely recalled that before Gu Changming and Yunhua's wedding ceremony, one of his subordinates came to ask him if he wanted to sabotage, but at that time he didn't know that Gu Changming was this person, so he rejected his subordinate's proposal...

He once admired the character of Immortal Venerable Yunhua very much, and felt that the other party was a rare and glorious person in the immortal sect, and even felt that Gu Changming was not good enough for him.

In the battle with Yunhua not long ago, when Yunhua had to be severely injured, Nie Yao still felt guilty, thinking that he should not have done such a heavy hand to such a fairy-like figure.

But now...

But now, as long as he thinks that Yunhua is Gu Changming's Taoist partner, and has even turned up against Gu Changming countless times, Nie Yao regrets why he failed to kill Yunhua and took his life in the battle not long ago. .

Gu Changming is his disciple.

How can someone who is a respected teacher feel so unbearable about his disciples, and even take his disciples as his own?

Obviously... Obviously Gu Changming doesn't love him...

Nie Yao could tell that the person Gu Changming loved belonged to him, and it was him.

As long as Nie Yao thinks of those things, a violent thought suddenly arises in his heart, and his face changes suddenly. He looks at He Ziming and laughs almost maniacally: "Hahahaha~ Yes, I almost forgot, brother, you Is now the Taoist companion of the No.1 Immortal Venerable Yunhua in the Immortal Sect?"

"He is the immortal, and I am the head of the devil... The two ends of the fairy and the devil, senior brother, you hate the devil so much, how would you choose? How could I not know? Hahahaha~" He pinched He Ziming's chin, his eyes were only on It was filled with blood in an instant.

Seeing that his expression was not right, He Ziming took a step back and asked vigilantly, "What are you going to do?"

"What am I going to do?" Nie Yao stretched out his hand again and squeezed He Ziming's chin dangerously, as if he had changed into a different person, and smiled dangerously, "I'm sorry, senior brother. So what if you are the Taoist companion of the first immortal? Now, since you have fallen into the hands of the devil like me, you can only stay with me...and never return to him."

He kept pinching He Ziming's chin with more force, almost crushing He Ziming's chin: "Even if I die, I will take you away with me. You will never go back in this lifetime."

"Let me go!" He Ziming had no choice but to struggle with all his might.

On the contrary, Nie Yao imprisoned him tighter because of his struggle. He pinched He Ziming's chin with one hand, and rubbed He Ziming's lips with the other: "However, I will not die, I will live well Go on. I will also let senior brother live well, and I will stay with senior brother."

He Ziming was imprisoned by his mana and couldn't move.

"Brother, do you know? From the first time I saw you, I felt that you were born with Zhilan Yushu, extremely beautiful, and you were like a fairy. I couldn't help but want to get close to you. The crowd in Fuyao Among the senior brothers, the first one I saw was you." Nie Yao touched his face and rubbed it carefully, as if he was rubbing a very precious artwork: "But after getting to know you, after getting to know you, I also feel that you are really not a thing..."

One by one, he began to peel off the clothes on He Ziming's body: "Brother, you lied to me, you said that you are not good-looking, ordinary. But, but you are so beautiful, it is the first time I see you When I was there, I almost thought I saw a fairy?"

Before meeting Gu Changming, the young Nie Yao often wondered what the immortals in the sky would look like.

After meeting Gu Changming, he thought, oh, maybe he was born exactly the same as this senior brother.

"It's very, very blasphemous." Nie Yao slowly began to take off his clothes and whispered in He Ziming's ear.

This senior brother was born too cold and abstinent, too clean.

It's too much to make people have the urge to dirty him, desecrate him, and see him unable to maintain his abstinent and cold appearance.