After the rebirth of the cannon fodder

I pretended to be deaf and dumb, but Chu Zhaolin didn't press me every step of the way.He turned around with a smile, led a group of people out of the White Osprey Hall, walked past the sword testing platform, and cast a spell in the main hall to place the spiritual lamp named Zhaoheshan.

Along the way, he held my wrist silently, and no matter how I reminded him, he ignored it and refused to let go.

In the end I gave up and let him drag me around, receiving the astonished stares of almost all the disciples of the sect, and then I was dragged into the Wulu Hall where he stayed.

The disciples who had been serving inside and outside the Wulu Hall were removed, and when the door was closed, only the two of us were left in the hall.

Only then did he let go of his hand, and I took the opportunity to take a few steps back and bowed slightly: "The Immortal respects himself."

Chu Zhaolin said, "What if I don't respect myself?"

Without saying a word, I bent my knees and knelt down, Chu Zhaolin suddenly changed color, and quickly reached out to support me.

He strangled my waist tightly, his chest rose and fell violently, and then he said with a hasty smile: "Brother, please do me a favor."

"Do you have to torture me like this?"

I forced a smile and replied: "I'm not a senior brother, Xianzun really admitted the wrong person!"

The two were in a stalemate for a while, and I was cornered, my right fingertips were trembling with spasms.

Chu Zhaolin saw it at a glance, and his body froze suddenly.I hid my right hand behind my back and didn't look at him, just looked sideways at the window.

We were so close, almost skin-to-skin and breathing-but we never looked at each other from beginning to end.

A bone-piercing cold finally washed away Chu Zhaolin's wishful thinking.He let me go, staggered to the side, and poured himself a cup of tea with shaking hands—it turned out that the tea was cold.

At that moment, I suspected that he was going to smash the cup on the ground.

But he didn't, he just sat there stiffly, holding Yuzhan's knuckles so hard that they turned white.

Or I went over to take a look at the teapot, took it away and re-boiled the water, and then came back to pour tea for him.

I was doing all this with ease, Chu Zhaolin watched silently, his eyes fixed on my right hand.

Finally he finally said: "Does it hurt?"

I didn't hear clearly: "Immortal Venerable?"

"I asked if your right hand hurts." He said, reaching out to me directly.

Reflexively, I hurriedly took a step back.

Chu Zhaolin's hands froze in the air, and the expression on his face was a mixture of pain, embarrassment and anger, which were fleeting.

"The fingers of your right hand are still shaking!" He came back to his senses, almost yelling at me, "Can't you feel it yourself?"

"Are you a dummy?"

"For so long, until it can't be cured, you—"

——You don’t want to practice swords anymore?

We all know what this sentence is, but Chu Zhaolin reined in the precipice and swallowed it back.

He is indeed very smart, knowing this sentence, we really don't even have to be friends.

Although I don't want to be friends with him, he probably still does.

After all, our relationship was once so close, we were once a "family" - young and fearless, I spread my wings and protected the two chicks under me.Now that the chicks have grown up, they love each other deeply, and often miss the past youthful years together. At this time, they find that the former parents are not around.

What a pity!That's why they tried so hard to find me, and seeing how down I was, they were so desperate to help me.

But I—I don't want anything in return.

This home is not my own.Chu Zhaolin has grown stronger wings, enough to protect his lover, Chonghua Mountain, and the entire world of cultivating immortals.

As for me, I would rather die at this moment than to be alive, to be found by him, to be cared for by him, and to be pitied by him.

I don't care about the cold eyes of everyone in the world, but I can't accept the pity from Chu Zhaolin.

Who knew that he just tied me by his side and wanted us to meet every day...

I lowered my gaze, with a calm smile on my face, but the hands hidden in my sleeves trembled uncontrollably.

The trembling could hardly be concealed. Chu Zhaolin saw it at a glance, and the shadows gathered between his brows and eyes, as if he would tear me apart in the next moment.

He pulled my hand without saying a word, and the tentacles stretched out suddenly, pressing me on the bed to heal my wounds.

For the first time in my struggle, I met his eyes.

I looked at his slanted eyebrows, deep eye sockets, those peach eyes seemed very close, and I could easily recall his unguarded eyes towards me when I was a child—but the curved corners of his mouth were bright and shining It clearly shows the paranoia and inhumanity of the master today.

I glanced at it and turned my head, and then Chu Zhaolin pinched my chin forcefully and pulled it back.I was forced to look at him, my eyes were filled with water mist due to the pain of healing, but Chu Zhaolin smiled, he reached out to touch my eyes, bent down and smiled:

"Eldest brother must be thinking now, why is it not Nangongyu who found you, but me, and it was me, Chu Zhaolin."

"I came to the Changping School, and I discovered you." He nodded earnestly, "This is called the method of fate. Eldest brother, it is God's will."

"It's God's will, even you can't resist!"

He looked almost crazy, and said with a smile at the corner of his mouth: "Thinking about it this way, I like the Changping faction. At least there are only the two of us here, no Nangong Yu, and no one else, just you and me."

"Only you and me...Only Chu Zhaolin and Ye Wei." He lowered his voice, as if raving, "Ye Wei...Ye Wei, you probably don't know how much I want to tell you these years. "

"Before you died, after you died, from the time we first met to the present, a total of 160 four years, how many words do I want to tell you!"

His hand suddenly exerted force, I snorted and grabbed the corner of my clothes with trembling hands, but he opened it up bit by bit, and the tentacles entangled upwards, sinking into the meridians in my palm.

That kind of pain makes people lose their minds.As the tentacles kept wandering and deepening, I shrank crazily and drenched in cold sweat, but was caught by Chu Zhaolin.

I felt a cold and soft silk covering my left wrist, tried to open my eyes, and found that it was a long, silk-like spiritual weapon.

The silk silk was as white as snow, and the end of the wrist was decorated with a small bell. When Chu Zhaolin wrapped the other end tightly around the palm of his hand, and pulled it lightly, the bell rang suddenly, and the light white spiritual power poured out. , Bind us tightly together, we can never be separated again.

"That way you won't lose it again."

He murmured to himself, quite satisfied.But I didn't know where to put my hands and feet, I just felt like a domesticated pet, turning my head sideways in embarrassment.

Chu Zhaolin didn't care about it at all, he just healed my wounds and said with a laugh:

"Eldest senior brother said before that he would die if he died. He didn't say a word, so he just walked away."

"I will not allow this to happen again. So senior brother must live on, live, and settle everything between us one by one..."

His tone gradually became crazy, and his fingers left deep red marks on my wrist.I frowned uncomfortably and trembled in pain, but Chu Zhaolin smiled when he saw this.

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