After the Cannon Fodder's Rebirth

He Ziming understood something in an instant, and immediately struggled with all his hands and feet.

Falling into Moxiu's hands, he was determined to get the elixir for his master with the determination to die. If he was killed by others, he would regard it as a kind of torture and humiliation that Moxiu was powerless to resist.

Only Nie Yao, only this person hidden in his heart.

If something happened between him and him, even if he was still forced, He Ziming would still regard it as his betrayal of his master and his companion.

He is already Yunhua's Taoist partner, he cannot and does not want to betray him...

"Senior brother, do you want to observe the festival for Immortal Yunhua?" Nie Yao touched his face, his movements were so gentle that it almost made people feel creepy, but his attitude was extremely tough and resolute: "But, since senior brother has fallen into my In the hands of this devil, no matter what the senior brother says, the senior brother can't help it."

He Ziming kept struggling: "Nie Yao, don't do this."

"Don't do this, don't do it?" Seeing that he was being dishonest, Nie Yao directly raised his hand to seal his body, causing him to become weak and limp, and looked at him almost obsessed with obsession: "Brother, did you agree?" But if I want to stay with me forever and be my Taoist companion, how can I be with others?"

He Ziming couldn't move, but Nie Yao's hand directly caressed his body, almost paranoid infatuation.

He Ziming knew that he was struggling and couldn't resist, so he could only tremble a bit, begging desperately, hoping that the other party was still the child who would never reject him: "Nie Yao, I beg you, please, Nie Yao Yao..."

He couldn't bear to betray his Taoist companion.

"Shh, brother. Don't ask me..." Nie Yao held He Ziming's face in his hands, leaned into He Ziming's ear, and whispered with a smile on his face, "Even if you ask me, save it later and ask for it later." Brother, you can try it, which one can make brother happier, me or Immortal Yunhua..."

He Ziming trembled uncontrollably, almost desperately said: "Nie Yao, don't force me to hate you."

"Hate? Senior brother doesn't hate, why would he still love me?" Nie Yao snorted and laughed happily when he heard him say this: "Oh, by the way, senior brother's eyes tell me that no matter what you want I don't want to admit that the person you love is me, not Immortal Yunhua, that's why you are so afraid of me."

His hands kept rubbing He Ziming's chest, teasing him. .

He Ziming couldn't deny it, his whole body trembled, his eyes were blank and he said in despair: "You kill me, you kill me, Nie Yao."

He already didn't want to live anymore.

"It's too late for me to love senior brother, so how could I kill senior brother?" Nie Yao withdrew his hand, let go of He Ziming's waist immediately, and raised one of his legs: "I gave senior brother a chance, and senior brother is the right way The cultivator kept talking about the way of eliminating demons and defending, and he was reluctant to kill me, the biggest demon in the world, so how could I be willing to kill senior brother?"

He grabbed He Ziming's ankle and kissed it all the way up to He Ziming's foot. He was clearly doing something extremely dirty, but it didn't look dirty at all. Instead, it was like a pilgrimage, offering sacrifices, and concluding some kind of ceremony.

Gu Changming's appearance is cold and restrained, and there is a kind of sacred and inviolable coldness.

Nie Yao looked at his face and thought, I am blaspheming.

Yes, blasphemy.

He doesn't believe in righteousness, he doesn't believe in evil, and only this person is his god.

He Ziming was powerless to resist, so he could only close his eyes in despair, and shed two tears of despair.

Just at this time, the voice of the system rang in He Ziming's mind again inappropriately: "May I ask if the host needs to use 'Spring Night Drunk' on Nie Yao who can be captured?"

"Nonsense, of course I don't need it. After all, who in this world is smart enough to allow me to have a different experience in an open and aboveboard, what kind of 'spring night drunk'?" He Ziming's body is still sacred and inviolable, but his soul is already Playing in a second, he rejected the system without even thinking about it.

This kind of opportunity is rare and he must seize it.

system:"……"

"...Okay, host, I understand." System.

Nie Yao kissed He Ziming's cold lips like a pilgrimage: "I love you, brother."

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Since that day, except for He Ziming and Nie Yao, he has never seen other people or living things.The cabin is just like what Nie Yao and he promised at the beginning, except for him and Nie Yao. less than.

Similarly, He Ziming couldn't get out, and couldn't get any news belonging to the outside world.

All of He Ziming's spiritual roots were abolished by Nie Yao, but after that, Nie Yao tried his best to find all kinds of rare and rare treasures to restore his spiritual roots to force He Ziming to obey him. Said: "If you don't have a spiritual root, you are a mortal. Ordinary people will always have birth, old age, sickness and death. I don't want my brother to grow old, and I don't want my brother to die. I want my brother to be with me forever..."

Originally, if he didn't want He Ziming to become a mortal, there was an easier way and that was to plant the magic root for He Ziming and let him cultivate the magic.

But He Ziming would rather die than die.

Nie Yao is an extremely considerate and meticulous lover, always able to take care of He Ziming extremely thoughtfully and meticulously.He Ziming, who was served like an old man, silently praised him in his heart, but on the surface, in order to maintain Gu Changming's personality and integrity, he still treated Nie Yao coldly, and rarely talked to him.

"Brother, do you know? Your cooking is really terrible. I have never dared to tell you the truth before, for fear that you would not want me." But even if He Ziming didn't speak, the situation between the two of them was never cold Come down, because Nie Yao alone can stand up to two people, and those who talk to themselves and amuse themselves can be a chatterbox: "At that time, I was thinking about waiting for the future. I can see it, and I must change it." Just let me cook for you every day. In this way, the two of us will not starve to death, or have stomach troubles all day long."

He Ziming did not expect that Nie Yao, who used to love eating his own cooking all day long, would make such an evaluation of his cooking skills one day.

The cute and pitiful image in my mind suddenly collapsed.

He frowned coldly, and Nie Yao pulled him to sit down at the dining table with a cold expression, picked up the chopsticks, and calmly tasted the food Nie Yao cooked.

Just as he was planning to pick a thorn without a trace, he found——

Well, the food made by Nie Yao is really a hundred times, a hundred times better than his dark dishes.

Although I have to admit that the taste is really good, but in order to maintain Gu Changming's personality, He Ziming still didn't bow down to the food, but just acted calmly, chewing Nie Yao like eating something tasteless Cooked meals, without any expression, nor any superfluous expressions.

"It seems that brother also thinks it's delicious, and he likes to eat the food I cook." But it's just this unlovable expression, and I don't know how Nie Yao found out that he likes to eat, and immediately smiled 'pooh' , grabbed He Ziming's hand, and said: "Then I will make it for my brother every day from now on."

He Ziming was full, put down his chopsticks, and said nothing.

Forget it, anyway, Nie Yao's cooking skills are really high.

Since he is willing to cook and improve food every day, let him do it.

Since then, Nie Yao took the initiative to contract the food in the cabin, and started his career as a husband, cooking every day.

As for He Ziming, he just needs to be a pig that he feeds every day quietly.

Nie Yao would hug He Ziming tightly to sleep every night no matter whether he did that thing with him or not, just like a miser hugging gold.

He Ziming would be suffocated by him every night, and woke up in the middle of the night, looking at the demon who was sleeping soundly beside him, unsuspectingly exposing his life gate and the back of his neck in front of him, and didn't know what to say.

He could only let out a long sigh, closed his eyes weakly, and forced himself to fall asleep.

Nie Yao, being a Demon Lord and disturbed by the power of the Demon God, couldn't stay in the cabin with He Ziming all day long.He would go out often, and He Ziming didn't know what he was going to do, and he didn't bother to ask. He just stayed quietly in the cabin like escaping, doing his own thing in his own way.

On this day, Nie Yao suddenly came back from the outside but was seriously injured, bloodstained.

When He Ziming saw him, he was startled immediately, subconsciously wanted to step forward, but after glancing at Nie Yao, he stopped in his tracks and hesitated.

"Senior Brother, I'm in so much pain, Senior Brother. Your good master and fellow disciple hurt me, Senior Brother, I'm in so much pain." Seeing that he didn't step forward, Nie Yao took a step forward and threw himself into He Ziming's body. In his arms, the wailing became miserable: "Brother, why are you willing to let me hurt, how can you let me be sad?"

Although he is a Demon Lord, he never trusted Demon Cultivators, and he dared not associate with other Demon Cultivators even though he was seriously injured. His first reaction was to rush back to find this person.

In the whole world, he only believed that this person would not hurt him or harm him.

Even if this person never made a promise to him, even if this person was an orthodox monk who kept saying that he would eliminate demons and protect the way, Nie Yao would trust him unconditionally, believing that He Ziming would not harm him.

He Ziming trembled from being hugged by him, his heart softened into a puddle in an instant, he frowned and held Nie Yao tightly, not daring to move.

"Brother, I'm in pain." Nie Yao was still crying.

He Ziming closed his eyes, and finally said the first sentence between Nie Yao and Nie Yao after Nie Yao imprisoned him here: "Don't move, I will find you medicine."

Nie Yao hugged him and refused to let go.

While He Ziming was supporting him carefully, he followed his memory to find the place where the medicine was placed in the cabin.Frowning tightly, he took off the blood-stained clothes for Nie Yao, cleaned the wound, carefully sprinkled medicine on Nie Yao, and bandaged the wound.

Nie Yao seemed to be afraid of pain, but when He Ziming moved a little, he gasped.

Every time he gasped, He Ziming frowned a little bit, and his movements became more careful and gentle.

At the end of the day when Nie Yao was finished applying the medicine and bandaging, He Ziming's hands were trembling unconsciously, for fear of hurting him.

After he finished bandaging himself, Nie Yao threw himself into his arms with a happy face, feeling as if he was no longer afraid of the pain of his own wound, and contentedly, he hugged He Ziming tightly and said, "Brother, you and I Talk, you are finally willing to talk to me, brother."

He Ziming frowned, and let him hold her, but he was afraid of hurting him, so he didn't dare to make any moves.

He thought, after all, he couldn't be cruel to Nie Yao, and he couldn't help but soften his heart.

After being severely injured, Nie Yao's body could no longer bear the power of the tyrannical demon god.He Ziming could see his haggardness and weight loss with the naked eye, and Nie Yao was often asleep and dreaming.

One day, when he woke up from his dream, he grabbed He Ziming's hand and said, "Did you know? Brother, I already knew you in my previous life."