Abusive text substitutes to cultivate ruthless way

The desert was sunny and clear, with no clouds in sight.

Mu Zhi pushed open the door, and what greeted his eyes was a clear blue sky, the sun was slanting down, and the light was a bit dazzling.

He blinked subconsciously, and heard a sound in his ear.

"the weather is nice today."

Mu Zhi turned his head sideways.

Dong Qiong stood under the sycamore tree, accompanied by gusts of wind, the branches and leaves of the sycamore tree shook and made a rustling sound.He held a leaf in his hand and smiled brightly.

Mu Zhi took a closer look, only to realize that Dong Qiong's clothes today are different from those in the past.

On weekdays, Dong Qiong looks casual and undisciplined. The most iconic feature is a braided braid hanging from the side of the ear, and a golden and red feather hanging from the braid.

But today he was dressed in an extraordinarily dignified manner. The dazzling gold jewelry on his body was taken off, and he changed into a red-gold robe. Even the braids around his ears were tied up, and the feather hung down his waist room, shining brightly.

Probably because Mu Zhi watched it for too long, Dong Qiong leaned forward and asked, "How is it? Does it look good?" He opened his arms and twirled around, like a male bird showing off its feathers during courtship.

Mu Zhi's expression was flat, not interested, and he only said: "It's okay."

But to get such an answer, Dong Qiong was already satisfied: "That's good, let's go to the celebration as soon as possible."

Mu Zhi nodded.

The two walked out one after the other, the courtyard was silent, only the leaves of the sycamore tree fell silently.

Walking out of the courtyard, Mu Zhi saw ribbons hanging in the streets and alleys, full of joyful atmosphere.

Logically speaking, for such a grand festival, there should be many people on the streets.But looking at it now, except for those decorations, there are no people on the street at all.

Without human voices, no matter how lively it is, it is only on the surface, and you can see the inside of nothingness with a light poke.

Mu Zhi frowned slightly, feeling something was wrong.

Dong Qiong seemed to have seen Mu Zhi's doubts, and pretended to say casually: "Why is there no one on the street? I probably went to watch the fun." He laughed, "Let's go there quickly, and we'll be there later. Can't make it in time."

Dong Qiong pulled Mu Zhi's wrist, looking at him, it seemed that he really couldn't wait to go to the celebration.

Mu Zhi hesitated for a moment, but still followed.

When passing by the alley, he caught a glimpse of a figure flashing by.

The figure was dressed in white and was surrounded by some guards, so it wasn't real.

Mu Zhi turned around and wanted to take another look, but those people had already disappeared at the other end of the alley.It seems that they are going in the same direction.

Dong Qiong asked: "What are you looking at?"

Mu Zhi withdrew her thoughts and shook her head: "It's nothing."

A smile of unknown meaning flashed across Dong Qiong's face: "Okay, let's go—"

Mu Zhi and Dong Qiong walked through Sand Lion City and headed east.

At some point, a red light appeared in the sky in front of him, as if the sky was on fire, full of ominous omens.

Mu Zhi looked forward, and saw an altar erected in the east of the city.

As Dong Qiong said, people from the city gathered here to watch the excitement, and many people stood by the altar, looking around.

"This is really grand."

"How long has it been since we had a happy event in Sand Lion City?"

"I have to say, this is the first time..."

All kinds of fragmentary voices fell into Mu Zhi's ears, and it sounded that something was wrong.

But Dong Qiong urged him aside, so he had no time to think about it.

There was no abnormality on Dong Qiong's face: "What's the matter? The sooner you finish the Apocalypse Festival, the sooner you can go back to Phoenix Township."

This is exactly what Mu Zhi thought.

He came to Dongmo under the order of the demon king, and he had to start and finish, and he could go back to Wutong Township after finishing his work.

So he didn't hesitate for too long before stepping onto the altar.

The colorful ribbon on the top is bright and swaying gently, corresponding to the red dress on the body, as if everything is dyed with a layer of red light.

Mu Zhi was dazzled by the red eyes, and smelled a strange fragrance.

No, it's not a red light.

It's a wisp of mist coming out of nowhere.

The mist is wrapped around and intertwined with each other, there is no gap to breathe.

Mu Zhi was caught off guard, the mist had penetrated into his mouth and nose, bringing a tingling and numb feeling.

It wasn't a bad feeling, even... a little comfortable.

warm.

It's like lying in a bird's nest basking in the sun, every feather is clamoring not to move.

Mu Zhi slowly relaxed, losing the ability to resist.

Dong Qiong stood in front and observed carefully for a long time.

For today, he planned and arranged for a long time.

Firstly, Gu Lingyun's variable was solved, and then he tried his best to set up such a grand scene, just to confuse Mu Zhi and control his mind.

After confirming that Mu Zhi really got the point, Dong Qiong smiled slightly and stretched out his hand.His tone was light and full of expectation: "Mu Zhi, come to my side."

In fact, Mu Zhi didn't want to go there, but he seemed to be bewildered, and walked towards Dong Qiong involuntarily.

One step, two steps.

In the end, the two stood together, their figures fell, and their shadows overlapped together, intimacy.

There was a loud noise from below.

They applaud.

They cheer.

They didn't notice the strangeness on the altar, but were sincerely happy for the two people on the altar.

The voice was noisy and enthusiastic, but when it fell into Mu Zhi's ears, it seemed that there was an invisible barrier, and it was not really heard.

He was in a trance for a moment, not knowing what the people below were talking about.

Dong Qiong's smile became brighter and brighter, and his eyes were burning like stars: "Mu Zhi, we can finally be together."

Together...

what?

Mu Zhi's reaction was blunt, and he didn't understand what Dong Qiong said.He lowered his eyelids, and saw light streaks flickering on the altar where they were, gradually forming a series of complex and mysterious patterns.

This is... formation?

Mu Zhi's thoughts seemed to be disturbed by something, and it took a lot of effort to think about everything in front of him.

Before he could figure out what happened, he was interrupted by an external force.

Dong Qiong took Mu Zhi's hand and coaxed in a low voice: "Come with me, Mu Zhi."

--follow me.

--obedient.

The two voices intertwined together, forcing Mu Zhi to move closer to where Dong Qiong was.

Dong Qiong stood with the backlight, the expression on his face was not real, only he could be heard talking.

"Muzhi, don't be afraid."

"We're going to be together soon."

"Never... will never be separated."

Mu Zhi's eyelashes trembled slightly. He already felt that everything was wrong, but he couldn't resist.

In a daze, he walked up to the center of the altar with Dong Qiong.

The altar is condescending, and looking down, you can see cheering faces.

It was obviously extremely festive, but the expressions on the faces of these people were too similar, at first glance, they were a bit scary.

Dong Qiong approached affectionately, and said in Mu Zhi's ear, "Mu Zhi, let me show you something beautiful."

Mu Zhi was half a beat behind, and after a while, he just looked over.

Dong Qiong didn't care, and clapped his hands.

There was a "snap", and the applause was crisp.

After the sound fell, there was a gap in front of the altar, and with the opening of the mechanism, a long and narrow gap in the abyss appeared in front of him.

Under the crack, black mist was puffing and puffing, and the edge of the stone wall was covered with a sticky, foul-smelling liquid.Further down, you can see pairs of scarlet eyes shining.

Dong Qiong said slowly: "There is a custom in our East Desert, that is, when holding the ceremony of contract formation, we must use living people to sacrifice, to communicate with the heavens, and to announce it to the world."

slam-la-

There was a sound of chains colliding.

Mu Zhi saw a figure falling down out of thin air, hanging above the abyss.

The originally cold and white corners of the clothes became old, shaking slightly in mid-air.

The man lowered his head, hidden in the darkness, and couldn't see clearly.

Dong Qiong put his hand on Mu Zhi's shoulder, and said with a smile: "Mu Zhi, I know you hate him, and I hate him too."

"However, after today, you don't have to worry about being pestered by him anymore."

The man heard what Dong-joon said and slowly raised his head.

In the dim light, his pupils were heavy, one-third darker than the night.

This is... Gu Lingyun.

Under the effect of the altar formation, Mu Zhi's reaction was slow, even if there was shock in his heart, it didn't show on his face.

The contract ceremony.

worship.

Apocalypse Festival...

All kinds of images flashed through Mu Zhi's mind, and he reacted belatedly - Dong Qiong actually wanted to trick him into holding a bond ceremony!

Mu Zhi has never experienced the ceremony of forming a bond, but he also knows that it takes two people to truly form a Taoist couple in order to be recognized by the Dao of Heaven and connect their luck and chance as one.

But now...he has always had a feeling of fellowship with Dong Qiong, and he has never had any other thoughts. How could he be recognized by the Heavenly Dao?

Dong Qiong put his hand firmly on Mu Zhi's shoulder, and said softly: "Don't worry, these... I will take care of it."

"Come on, I'll show you what to do."

Mu Zhi knew that he should refuse, but he couldn't control his body, like a marionette, he acted according to Dong Qiong's words.

He stood in front of the abyss, holding three pillars of fragrance in his hand.

Incense sticks are lit.

Smoke curled up.

Through the smoke, everything in front of me is hazy.

Mu Zhi met Gu Lingyun's eyes.

Gu Lingyun said in a low voice: "Mu Zhi..." He stared at the person in front of him, "Are you willing?"

Are you willing to become a Taoist couple with Dong Qiong?

Before Mu Zhi could answer in the future, Dong Qiong stepped forward and said, "Of course Mu Zhi is willing." He twitched the corners of his lips, full of sarcasm, "If you don't want to become a Taoist couple with me, why should you be with me?" Taoist?"

Mu Zhi didn't make a rebuttal, it seemed that he agreed with what Dong Qiong said.

Gu Lingyun's pupils were pitch black, and his emotions were surging, wisps of black mist loomed by his side.

This is...a sign of obsession.

Dong Qiong didn't notice it, and still said to himself: "You just watch it with your own eyes, watch——Mu Zhi and I become a Taoist couple."

Gu Lingyun didn't say anything, but his breathing became slightly heavier, as if stimulated by these words, a bloody smell gushed out of his throat.

The pain on the shoulder became more and more vivid, reminding him that Mu Zhi even hurt him mercilessly for Dong Qiong.

From this point of view, it is not impossible for the two to be in love with each other and become Taoist couples.

Gu Lingyun originally thought that he would be angry and disappointed, but in reality, he was unexpectedly calm at this time.

Yes, calm.

He just stares at Dong-joon coldly.

The back of Dong Qiong's neck felt cold, and then he realized that Gu Lingyun was seriously injured and was trapped by the chains of the forbidden magic, so he couldn't get out of the storm at all.

So he let go of his heart and turned his attention to Mu Zhi.

Mu Zhi wanted to reject Dong Qiong's request, but he was powerless, so he could only passively follow Dong Qiong about to hold the ceremony.He was holding the incense sticks, and when he was about to bow down, a sudden gust of cold wind blew by.

The incense stick broke from it and slid down.

This is an ominous sign.

Dong Qiong realized something and turned his head to look over.

A sharp sword light pierced through the air.

Dong Qiong's pupils dilated slightly, and there was only one thought in his mind at this moment.

--how is this possible!

Ding!

With a crisp sound, a white line slowly opened the curtain, and the fluttering ribbons broke one after another.

Time stopped.

The world in Mu Zhi's eyes was turned upside down, all the red gradually faded, and finally only a cold white remained.

In a trance, people seem to be in the deserted and lonely Changming Peak.