After the Cannon Fodder's Rebirth

He Ziming was startled.

But Nie Yao grabbed his hand and looked at his face, as if looking at the long, long, long past through his current appearance: "You know? Brother, when I was a demon in the previous life, you were the one who felt soft-hearted when you saw me from the past. You didn’t do any evil to release me from the Northern Darkness, and then you were implicated by me and died and fell into reincarnation..."

"The fate between you and me has been fixed since the previous life." He said word by word.

Because of being severely injured and eroded by the power of the demon god, Nie Yao has gradually recovered his memory of being a demon in his previous life.

Gu Changming is the reincarnation of a casual cultivator who released the Heavenly Demon from the Northern Darkness due to a moment of soft-heartedness in his previous life, and suffered a tragic death from the envy and hatred of his fellow practitioners. It is also the beginning of all these causes and effects.

It was precisely because of this that Yunhua took a fancy to him, an orphan with no roots and both parents died, and took him in as the only disciple under his sect.

Gu Changming didn't know all this.

But He Ziming was clear, he didn't say anything but held Nie Yao's hand tightly.

He Ziming knew that Nie Yao's body could no longer bear the power of the demon god in his body, and there were only two paths waiting for him, either to merge with Yunhua and reshape the body of the demon to become a complete demon, or to return to his body Chaos, soul flying away, completely disappearing from the world.

No matter which of these two paths he took, He Ziming couldn't bear it and didn't want him to take it.

Therefore, he could only flip through all kinds of ancient books and find a third way.

It is impossible for He Ziming to help Nie Yao become a demon, but if he does not become a demon, the only way to face Nie Yao is death. Set up a formation to abolish his magic roots... let him lose the power of a demon god and live as an ordinary person.

Although, I don't know if it can be formed in a way, even if it is formed and can successfully extend Nie Yao's life, how long can Nie Yao, who has lost half of his soul and endured the power of the demon god, live.

But for He Ziming, this was the only way he could think of.

He Ziming told Nie Yao about his idea when Nie Yao woke up again and regained his sanity a little.

He Ziming originally thought that it would be difficult for Nie Yao to make such a choice, to give up the power of the demon god, to give up everything he has now, and to face a life of exile with himself again, and Nie Yao would not be willing.

But he didn't want to, after hearing He Ziming's immature thoughts, Nie Yao just asked softly: "Will senior brother come with me?"

"...Well, I'll be with you." He Ziming was stunned for a moment, choked back all the words he had prepared, and then looked down at Nie Yao and answered.

When Nie Yao got this sentence, he almost didn't even think about it and answered him: "Okay, as long as senior brother is with me. As long as senior brother is with me, I won't be afraid of anything."

It was as if what He Ziming told him to give up wasn't everything about him, not his demon power, or even his life.

"Nie Yao..." He Ziming looked at him fixedly, but his expression was complicated. Even he himself had no idea whether this plan would be successful. Facing Nie Yao who completely trusted him, he could only say: "Forgive me, I don't hate demons, I hate them to the point where I want to bet your life, and I have to get rid of your demonic nature. It's just that once the body of the demon is reshaped, and the demon reappears, the seal of the Northern Darkness will be destroyed. It will definitely be broken, and when thousands of monsters are born in the time domain, the common people in the world will fall into a catastrophe, and the world will become a purgatory."

For the first time in a long time, he touched Nie Yao's face: "I... have no other choice."

He must never let the Heavenly Demon temporarily again.

"It's okay, it's okay, senior brother." Nie Yao propped up his weak body, held He Ziming's hand caressing his face, and said with a smile: "As long as you are with me, even if senior brother wants me to die , want my life, I also feel happy."

His life bound by the fate of the demon was too bitter, too bitter, and he hardly tasted any sweetness.

What he has is too little, too little, He Ziming is all he has, his only, the only sweetness in his life.

Even if He Ziming wanted his life, he would make it.

He Ziming looked at him with a complicated expression, feeling sore in his heart, he just said firmly: "If this method fails to save your life, I...will die with you."

He has a Taoist partner now, so he can't make the promise that Nie Yao will stay with him if he survives, but he can promise him that if Nie Yao dies, he is willing to die with him.

"Okay, okay, brother has always kept his word. I always believe what brother says." A smile appeared on Nie Yao's pale face, as if he had been satisfied with He Ziming's promise in his life. up.

Nie Yao couldn't catch his breath, frowned, remembered something and asked, "It's just... where can we find the magic weapon that suppresses the demonic nature in my body?"

"I'll take you back to Fuyao." He Ziming frowned, and he already had a decision in his heart.

He Ziming knew that all the immortal sects in the world were chasing and killing Nie Yao, and that Nie Yao was seriously injured and devastated by the power of the demon god. It was impossible for him to bring Nie Yao back to Fuyao to borrow the artifact in a fair manner.

He could only take Nie Yao, who had been sleeping all the way, and sneak back to Fuyao, stealing the magic weapon to suppress Nie Yao's demon nature first.

Relying on Gu Changming's familiarity with Fuyao, He Ziming led Nie Yao, who was in a coma all the way, back to Fuyao Mountain where the Xuanyuan Sword was hidden. , took out the Xuanyuan Sword, and was planning to set up an array to use the power of the artifact to suppress the demonic nature of Nie Yao, and then abolish the demonic root for him.

No, as soon as he touched the Xuanyuan Sword, Nie Yao collapsed to the ground as if he couldn't bear it.

"Hold on, we will succeed." He Ziming supported Nie Yao, and helped him to sit beside Xuanyuanjian. Even with Nie Yao and Xuanyuanjian as the center, he started to form the formation according to the memory of taking care of Chang Ming.

Nie Yao was too weak to sit still, and responded in a low voice: "Okay."

He Ziming managed to set up the formation with great difficulty, and was about to mobilize it, when a gust of wind blew behind him.

The bell rang.

There is great power coming, someone has entered this Treasure Pavilion...

He Ziming panicked, and there was no time to hide.The person who entered the Treasure Pavilion was already standing behind him, and an almost ice-cold voice sounded in He Ziming's ear: "Chang Ming..."

It's Yunhua.

"Master..." He Ziming was taken aback, almost feeling as if he was caught cheating on the bed.

Yunhua looked at him gloomyly and coldly, then shifted his gaze to Nie Yao who was standing with Xuanyuanjian in the formation that He Ziming had set up.

It never occurred to him that even if he tried his best... In the end, He Ziming would still choose Nie Yao...

After all, Nie Yao...

He Ziming was horrified by him, and was extremely nervous, but the first time he noticed Yunhua's gaze, he almost reflexively stepped forward, blocked Nie Yao behind him, and used his own The body blocked Yunhua's line of sight and protected Nie Yao behind him.

Yunhua's gaze became extremely cold in an instant, and the voice he spoke was also extremely eerie. He looked at He Ziming who was protecting Nie Yao in front of him, his eyes were so red that they almost dripped blood: "Chang Ming, you are really Disappointed as a teacher."

"As a big disciple of Fuyao, when you encounter a devil who has gone mad and is seriously injured, not only do you not turn him back to Fuyao, but hand him over to the various immortal sects for disposal. On the contrary, you help him hide his whereabouts everywhere, and bring him back to Fuyao Came to steal the artifact, intending to save him..." His gaze was like a knife, locked on He Ziming's body coldly: "Gu Changming, what should you do?"

He Ziming's knees softened, and he knelt down in front of Yunhua: "Master—"

Yunhua approached Nie Yao step by step, and He Ziming knelt and retreated step by step, protecting Nie Yao: "Master, although Nie Yao is the reincarnation of a demon, he is not a bad person. He was also harmed by fate to become what he is today. I just want to use the Xuanyuan Sword to suppress the demonic nature for him, get rid of the demon roots for him, let him get rid of the power of the demon god of the heavenly demon, and be an ordinary person, master..."

It's fine if he doesn't say anything, the more he talks, the more gloomy Yunhua's face becomes.

Yunhua didn't make a sound, just approached Nie Yao blindly.

He Ziming didn't dare to stop him, so he could only blindly hug Yunhua's trousers, almost begging: "Master, I beg you, Master..."

He knew that Yunhua, as the No. 1 immortal sect, must eliminate demons and defend Taoism, but emotionally he didn't want Yunhua to kill Nie Yao and his junior brother.

Yun Hua brushed aside him and shot suddenly, but not at Nie Yao.

Instead, He Ziming was restrained and imprisoned, making him unable to move.

Yunhua approached Nie Yao step by step, but took out eight magic weapons one by one from his Qiankun bag and placed them in the formation that He Ziming had set up, and followed Nie Yao layer by layer in a strange way. The formation laid down by He Ziming came out with another formation.As the No.1 of Xianmen, it is not difficult for him to get eight magic weapons.

"Master..." He Ziming was startled suddenly, he didn't understand why, he didn't know what Yunhua was trying to do.

When the Yunhua formation was activated, he himself walked into the formation and walked up to Nie Yao.

Nie Yao suddenly looked at him, blissful in his heart, as if he understood something, stood up, looked at Yunhua two by two and asked, "Should I call you Immortal Yunhua, or Heavenly Demon?"

As the demon's memory gradually recovered, Nie Yao also realized that his soul was incomplete, and half of his soul was sealed in the magic weapon in the previous life and separated from him.

It's just that he never knew who his other half's soul was.

He hadn't guessed until now, until now.

It is not only him who wants to gather all eight magic weapons to restore the body of the demon god, but also his half body.

Otherwise, they will all be destined to return to chaos.

"I haven't heard people call me a demon for many years. I don't think that after so many years, I will be the first one to call me that again." Yunhua's lips evoked an extremely gloomy smile, which completely exposed him. The essence of being a demon: "Tsk, this is really nostalgic."