After death with the master
Chapter 30 [VIP]
This sentence directly made Ning Sui suppress all his coldness, and turned back to the person who just liked silence.
He let Zhou He wipe away the blood splashed on his body for him, his heart beating with the temperature of his fingertips.
Ning Sui always felt that he would not give in or show weakness, such a temperament is really not pleasing.
But he didn't know that all his obedience and softness were revealed in front of Zhou He.
Only for Zhou He to see.
Zhou He looked at his drooping eyebrows, raised his hand and rubbed his head: "Let's go."
It looked like he didn't intend to take a look at Mingzhu at all.
Ning Sui also loosened his hands slightly.
When the two walked up to Widow Chen, Ning Sui's string had already left him, but Widow Chen was still stupid up to now.
The question was because of the earth-shattering cry of the dragon, the roar almost knocked out Chen Widow's soul, and completely lost the ability to think.
It wasn't until he saw Ning Sui and Zhou He that Widow Chen barely recovered his voice: "...Brother, am I reincarnated from some kind of god?"
The dragon has been a sign of auspiciousness since ancient times.
Since the founding of the Ning Dynasty, only on the day when the founding emperor ascended the throne, there are black dragons churning in the sky, the sky is full of golden clouds, and the dragons chant endlessly.
Since that day, the Ning Dynasty has had good weather and no disasters for 500 years.
The dragon is also the only existence that is not listed as a monster by the mysterious master, and is not labeled as a demon by the world.
But nowadays no one has ever seen a dragon. If they hadn’t been mysterious masters, they had seen the "Historical Records of the Xuan Master" and clearly saw the drawing of that day in the history books, they might think that it was just the founding emperor of the Ning Dynasty in order to strengthen the dragon. Myths created by the human mind.
So Chen Widow's idea is really correct.
It's just a pity that Ning Sui didn't know either.
He has never seen a dragon, and the scales emerging from the back of Chen Widow's neck are also black: "Not necessarily."
He said flatly: "I think it has a black air."
Chen Widow was immediately chilled by a basin of cold water.
He lowered his head wearily, and then heard Zhou He helplessly say: "...the dragon is also a monster."
He sighed: "It also has black energy, but there will also be golden light in the black energy. If you can transform a dragon, you will be regarded as enlightened."
Notice that he said "Hualong" instead of "dragon", Ning Sui looked at Chen Widow calmly.
However, Zhou He kept paying attention to Ning Sui. He comforted Widow Chen, but Ning Sui didn't respond.
He made fun of Chen Widow before, and Ning Sui just didn't want to talk, so he walked forward...
Ning Sui was really angry only just now.
But why?
Zhou He was a little uncertain for a while.
His Ning Ning is indeed easy to get jealous, but he is more tolerant, or silently glances at him as a warning, as in the situation just now, this is the first time it has happened.
Chen Widow was comforted, and smiled happily: "Then Brother He, what am I?!"
Zhou He said sincerely: "The demon will not be reincarnated after death."
Widow Chen: "..."
Okay, another basin of cold water.
After pouring two basins of cold water on his head, Widow Chen finally regained consciousness, and he only realized it later: "...Brother, so what's going on? Why does the dragon chant appear on my body? If someone knows , Am I not...?"
He was a little panicked: "Then will our Chen family be criticized or framed? It is even very likely that someone will say that the Chen family hides monsters..."
Chen Widow became more and more flustered, and at the end he added a tearful sentence: "Brother! I can only hang out with you two from now on! Brother Ning, Brother He, please give me another name! I will be you from now on son!"
Ning Sui looked at him indifferently.
Zhou He thought it was funny: "Does your father know that you expelled yourself from the family tree like this, and did you know that you directly picked up two fathers outside?"
He paused, then asked casually, "Besides, whose surname do you want?"
This question of deciding who is the father and who is the mother is really good. It directly asked Chen Widow to come out of grief and fear. He thought about it seriously, and before he could answer, Ning Sui interrupted the two of them. : "Black flood dragon."
He thought about it, and among the big monsters he knew before his death, only the black flood dragon in the extreme north was about to transform into a dragon in the "rumour".
Zhou He didn't want to say too much, but Ning Sui's head turned too fast, even if Chen Widow and him interrupted, it still didn't affect his thinking.
He sighed helplessly in his heart, and then nodded: "The thing in your body may be his reverse scale. If you want to remove it, you can go to the extreme north to find him. Even if it has nothing to do with him, you can also ask him about it." What's going on?"
Zhou He hinted meaningfully: "Among the monsters that can transform into dragons, he is the one who can become king. Besides, the day the founding emperor of the Ning Dynasty ascended the throne, it was also a black dragon that surged in the sky. Maybe it has something to do with this black flood dragon. .”
Widow Chen didn't receive it, but Ning Sui glanced at him.
Coincidentally meeting Zhou He's gaze, Ning Sui lowered his eyes to avoid his gaze again.
Widow Chen was a little frustrated: "I may not be able to go to the extreme north."
"I'm with you." Ning Sui said, "I'm going there."
Go to the black flood dragon to settle the score.
Ning Sui's eyes fell on Zhou He's sleeve, and he knew that there was a shallow scar on the wrist bone underneath.
But before his death, there was no such thing. After his death, Widow Chen also said that there were folk rumors that Zhou He fought against the black flood dragon. Ning Sui didn’t know if there really was a fight, but it must have happened when Zhou He went to the extreme north. rumors.
Furthermore, he also wanted to know how Zhou He died.
Zhou He raised his eyebrows, looked at Chen Zhichong's moved expression on Ning Sui, twisted his hands and was about to say something, Ning Sui asked again: "Does it hurt?"
Chen Widow was stunned, and it took a long time to realize: "...it doesn't hurt."
He smirked: "Maybe it's because the body is now made of wood, so I don't feel any pain. Besides, brother Ning, didn't you also tighten up a little bit?"
In fact, Ning Sui, who didn't have the strength to shake off Widow Chen, nodded indifferently.
Zhou He was in a complicated mood.
Children will care about people, which is a good thing.
But children will care about others, and there will be more and more partners around them.
Zhou He sighed leisurely in his heart.
He usually sighs with emotion, but looks at Ning Sui tenderly.
After all, he was still happy for Ning Sui.
Because Long Yin's movement was too loud, the three of them stayed here for a while, and then some townspeople came to check.
The leader is still the old man.
Holding a wooden crutch, the old man cupped his hands tremblingly at Zhou He: "Master Taoist."
Zhou He was a little surprised that he existed in this illusion, so he nodded.
Then he added another sentence: "I was practicing just now, so please take a trip."
In fact, this explanation is really perfunctory, and anyone will feel it is false.
After all, how can anyone practice dragon chant?
But the old man looked at Zhou He expectantly: "Has the Taoist priest cultivated the way of immortality?"
As soon as he said this, Ning Sui immediately looked over.
Zhou He raised his eyebrows slightly, as if he was a little surprised: "Well..."
He made a fuzzy sound, and heard the old man excitedly say: "If the Taoist priest has cultivated the way of immortality, then we can organize sacrifices to congratulate the Taoist priest on his ascension to immortality."
The eyes of the old man with half a foot in the coffin showed enthusiasm: "The Taoist priest will become the only god in the world!"
This is not the first time Ning Sui has heard people say this.
Whether it is a profound master or an ordinary person, Zhou He is always regarded as a god.
But he never saw Zhou He's reaction.
It's the same this time.
When Zhou He heard this, he moved his feet slightly, and turned his body, which was originally facing Ning Sui, to his back facing Ning Sui, covering his bland eyes.
His tone was the same as usual: "Well, thank you."
After the old man was sent away and the three of them returned to the temple, Widow Chen volunteered to go to the town to find out the current situation.
The temple is not in the same place as the town, and Ning Sui and the others were able to meet the townspeople just now because today happened to be the day to pay tribute.
Although they couldn't figure out why they had to pay tribute to two puppets who didn't need to eat or drink.
Ning Sui and Zhou He actually didn't need Chen Widow to inquire about anything, even though they really didn't know how this charm was formed, but when they had the will to act, a little information could make up the general idea.
But Zhou He understood Chen Widow's thoughts, he didn't want to be a useless drag bottle for enjoying himself, so Zhou He nodded and let Chen Widow go.
Besides, Zhou He himself wanted to be alone with Ning Sui for a while.
He has something to ask Ning Sui.
When Zhou He asked Chen Widow to turn around to look at Ning Sui, he saw Ning Sui sitting on the altar with his legs hanging down on the side.
Because the altar was made a little high, his legs were hanging in the air, making Zhou He think for a while that they had returned to No Return Mountain.
At that time, Ning Sui always liked to sit alone on a tree or boulder, with his legs dangling in the air, watching the distance in silence without saying a word.
Zhou He walked over, stood in front of him, looked up at him slightly: "Have you calmed down?"
His tone was smiling and gentle, so that Ning Sui would not feel that he was questioning him. Even if it was the truth, Ning Sui didn't care, because Ning Sui's next sentence was: "I didn't kill him."
Zhou He paused.
Ning Sui lowered his eyes and said coldly, "I know he's still useful to you, so I didn't kill him."
"It's okay." Zhou He rubbed his head: "Even if you kill him, it's fine, it doesn't affect anything."
Ning Sui did not speak.
Zhou He twirled his fingers, and asked tentatively: "He is a monster after all, why did you let him live for me? I thought you knew it well."
It is clear that he likes him, so even if he kills Mingzhu, he will not react at all.
It is clear that to him, he is more important than anyone or anything.
Ning Sui still didn't speak, nor did he move at all.
He really wanted to kill Mingzhu.
Not only because of the hatred and hatred for evil spirits in his bones, but more importantly because of his...
He glimpsed his own pathetic jealousy and inferiority complex.
And when his lifting thread fell, and when his lifting thread was about to plunge into Ming Zhu's body, Ning Sui had another ridiculous idea.
Mingzhu fits all his fantasies about someone Zhou He would like.
He will call his brother glutinously, act like a baby, complain, show weakness to him, and even take the initiative to have contact with him.
If he killed Ming Zhu, would Zhou He still find such a man?
So Ning Sui kept it.
But he couldn't tell Zhou He.
He can only bear these thoughts by himself.
Ning Sui silently curled his hand, and was about to raise his hand to slap Zhou He's hand on top of his head, but he didn't want Zhou He to hold his face suddenly.
Ning Sui paused, subconsciously raised his eyes, and stopped looking at his chest.
As soon as he raised his eyes, he met Zhou He's helpless and doting gaze: "Ning Ning, I thought you would understand very well after you regained your memory."
He said, "I like you."
Different from the "brother" before, and also different from those teasing and hinting, such straightforward and simple four words fell on Ning Sui like a lightning strike, directly causing Ning Sui to freeze in place, even brushing Zhou Crane's hand movements are forgotten.
His originally somewhat disordered heartbeat and originally cold mind all turned into a mass of paste and stuck to his body at this moment, thickening his blood and making him lose the ability to think.
But Zhou He still said: "It's not because of curiosity, if I want to find something new, why don't I go find some male fox demons?"
Ning Sui clearly knew what he meant, but his instinct still calmed him down at this moment, but he replied: "...that bright candle is a fox demon."
Zhou He: "..."
He seemed to be pissed off by Ning Sui. After more than 200 years, he was still pissed off by Ning Sui's serious and serious temperament.
But he felt that Ning Sui's appearance was too cute, and he couldn't help but want to kiss him, so he could only ask in a funny and helpless way: "What do I have with him?"
He said seriously: "If you need it, I can still take his skin off and send it to you."
Ning Sui frowned: "No."
His brain, which had been dulled by Zhou He's confession, returned slightly, and he finally caught some tension and fear belatedly, but he still said flatly, "I'm disgusted."
Zhou He nodded to show his understanding, and continued: "Nuo Nuo Ruan Ruan Ruan Ruan's personality is really cute, it seems good to be able to spread bridges, call brother, and want to hug, but that's only when you have me to think cute, put him on him I feel the same way as you."
Zhou He smiled: "It's disgusting."
"Ning Ning," Zhou He said patiently, "I don't ask you to respond to me now, and I don't ask you to let go of the worldly rules in your heart. It's still a long time to control us. But I can't accept that you put me in the way of others. side push."
He endured and endured, and finally just licked his teeth with the tip of his tongue, and tried to guide Ning Sui in the most relaxed, natural and gentle tone: "I like you, even if you are a murderous monster, I also like you." .”
Ning Sui's hands tightened, and even the lifting wire with his right hand was tightly wrapped.
Zhou He gently squeezed his right hand with his free hand as if he had noticed it a long time ago: "Don't make a fist, you will hurt yourself later. If you are nervous, I won't say anything."
After finishing speaking, he waited for Ning Sui for a while, and seeing that Ning Sui still didn't reply, he wanted to withdraw his hand.
But Ning Sui suddenly moved and grabbed his fingertips, but only for a moment, Ning Sui let go of his hand as if he had been burned.
This gave Zhou He great encouragement.
Zhou He didn't expose his little trick just now, but continued: "You are indeed not the best. They say you are cruel and you will be a tyrant in the future, and I think so too."
He frankly said: "Even before, I thought you were stinky and troublesome, with a lot of problems, headaches and wanted to send you back to Ning Dynasty early and never see you again."
Ning Sui looked up at him coldly, and Zhou He laughed: "But that was before. After I fell in love with you, I felt that all these turned into cuteness. You have a cold face and compete with puppet parts and don't want to ask me for help." It's cute when it's time."
"You're cute when you pick fishbone with a deadpan expression."
"You're cute when you're sitting on a tree in a daze."
"You're cute even when you're chilling while killing the demons."
"Even the way you can't laugh, don't like to talk, and are strong and self-improving is very cute."
"In my eyes, you don't need to be coquettish to me, and you don't need to softly call brother to be cute enough."
Zhou He paused, and added with a smile: "Of course, if you are willing to shout, I can probably pick the stars and the moon for you."
Ning Sui looked him straight in the eyes and didn't speak.
On the surface, he looked calm and calm, as if the protagonist of Zhou He's heart-to-heart confession was not him at all.
He is always like this, cold and silent, it is difficult for anyone to guess him by his eyes or facial expressions, because he has no expression at all.
Only he himself knows.
How fast his heart was beating under his chest.
How hot and boiling the blood in his whole body is.
He was like a piece of unmelted ice, which easily melted into a puddle of water when it fell into Zhou He's hands. He could have slipped away or dried up and disappeared without a trace, but Zhou He had to be careful Holding him in your hands, taking care of all his feelings.
He couldn't understand how there could be such a gentle person in the world.
He didn't even know what to do with himself.
"Look," Zhou He was still guiding him slowly: "You never called me master, didn't I mean that you complained a few times when you were young, but didn't say anything later? You think I'm magnanimous, but I I'm always glad you didn't yell."
He gently stroked the skin where the side of Ning Sui's face and the ear were connected, that place was incredibly soft and smooth, and it also made the things suppressed in his heart agitated, so that his voice was a little soft and hoarse: "This way I can say that we don't have a teacher-student relationship, so you can get out of the world earlier."
Ning Sui looked at him and finally made a move.
His Adam's apple rolled slightly, and the words he spoke were astringent and weak, even though his voice was still cold and hard, but he undoubtedly cut himself open again and placed him in front of Zhou He: "Why me?"
You have experienced thousands of years, and you have seen the prosperity and devastation of this land.
You have seen countless evil spirits, and you have also seen the joys and sorrows of the world.
You have enjoyed the pursuit and vocals standing at a high place, and you have also climbed up step by step.
What is special about you in this world?
Why is it him?
What's so good about him?
"I don't know what's so good about you." Zhou He said sincerely, "But I just like you, there's nothing I can do about it, isn't it?"
He frowned: "So Ningning, don't be unconfident. Even if they think you are bad, it doesn't matter, they don't care about you, and I don't care. I have eyes, and I know that you are the best for me. of."
He noticed that all of Ning Sui's emotions were calmed down by him, so he asked sincerely again: "So, do you want to call me brother?"
Ning Sui didn't speak, Zhou He added with a smile: "Or...can I kiss you?"
Ning Sui's hands curled up, and his eyebrows lowered again.
Zhou He waited and waited, but still did not get his response.
So he thought for a while and asked, "Ningning, I'm not as beautiful as you imagined. Would you dislike me because of my imperfection?"
Ning Sui still didn't say anything, he bowed his head in silence for a long time, Zhou He was not in a hurry, just looked at him and waited for his answer.
The answer is of course no.
Ning Sui did regard Zhou He as a god in his heart, but this does not mean that there is nothing wrong with Zhou He in his eyes.
Ning Sui also saw Zhou He who was invisible to others.
Especially that day in Tanzhou, he saw Zhou He who was inseparable from each other, full of resentment and blackness.
That was always a mystery, but it didn't mean that Ning Sui would not trust Zhou He because of it.
So Ning Sui raised his eyelids.
His tone was calm, but his heart couldn't stop shaking: "Didn't you kiss secretly before?"
He said: "In Yuezhou Wu Biao's formation."
Zhou He's bland brows and eyes instantly smiled, and the gentleness in his eyes was no longer just superficial: "So you know what it is... I thought you wouldn't understand."
He held Ning Sui's face, making people look down at him. Ning Sui was sitting on the altar, and their perspectives changed rarely.
Zhou He chuckled: "So you nodded early, but I didn't know?"
"No." Ning Sui frowned: "Who nodded..."
Before he finished speaking, Zhou He raised his head and kissed him on the lips.
It was exactly the same as what I felt in the Wu grate formation in Yuezhou that day.
Soft.
moist.
piping hot.
Only this time the kiss landed on his lips instead of between his brows.
This time Ning Sui did not fall into darkness, but saw Zhou He's eyelashes clearly.
Dense and slender.
He scratched and closed his eyes subconsciously, so the perception became more profound.
Why can someone's body temperature be so high?
Ning Sui clenched his hands unconsciously, and didn't push Zhou He away, but he didn't take any active actions either.
He didn't know what to do with himself, but he knew that something was taking root in his body, and it was growing wildly and rapidly under the water of a light kiss.
He felt that this light kiss was his limit.
Because his limbs and bones were all soaked in Zhou He's body temperature, it was so soft that he was confused.
But when Zhou He's hand covered the back of his neck, when Zhou He's lips pressed up little by little, but the tip of his tongue brushed over his lips and his teeth, Ning Sui finally understood at this moment——
Those delusional thoughts he had that he once despised were nothing more than a trivial matter in front of Zhou He.
He could feel Zhou He's repressed breathing and emotions, and he could even perceive the strength of his repression.
Because after he still didn't resist, a raging and rough kiss came over directly.
In this kiss, Ning Sui felt for the first time what "aggression" is, and also understood what "can't help it".
His hands were clenched tightly, and the string was strangling him, but he didn't notice it at all, and all his senses were integrated into this kiss.
This kiss that came after more than 200 years.
Ning Sui even sensed a little danger in this kiss.
He couldn't tell where it came from, but he just felt a chill run down his spine, and a dull rusty feeling of panic in his heart.
Until he was almost out of breath and raised his hand against Zhou He's chest to push him away, Zhou He directly brought him down from the altar with one hand and pushed him against the stone wall.
Only then did Ning Sui understand why he felt timid for the first time, and it happened to his sweetheart.
Because he shouldn't be pinned down like this, nor should he be dominated like this, but all his sharp claws were crushed to death by Zhou He.
Ning Sui also finally understood.
His gods do not need his protection.
It was never his god who coveted him.
Instead, the god hid in the dark, stood on a high place, and calmly occupied him with his eyes.
Just like when he was at the Fulai Inn in Yuezhou, he felt that there was something wrong with Zhou He's eyes.
Zhou He has such thoughts almost all the time.
Ning Sui realized something later.
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He let Zhou He wipe away the blood splashed on his body for him, his heart beating with the temperature of his fingertips.
Ning Sui always felt that he would not give in or show weakness, such a temperament is really not pleasing.
But he didn't know that all his obedience and softness were revealed in front of Zhou He.
Only for Zhou He to see.
Zhou He looked at his drooping eyebrows, raised his hand and rubbed his head: "Let's go."
It looked like he didn't intend to take a look at Mingzhu at all.
Ning Sui also loosened his hands slightly.
When the two walked up to Widow Chen, Ning Sui's string had already left him, but Widow Chen was still stupid up to now.
The question was because of the earth-shattering cry of the dragon, the roar almost knocked out Chen Widow's soul, and completely lost the ability to think.
It wasn't until he saw Ning Sui and Zhou He that Widow Chen barely recovered his voice: "...Brother, am I reincarnated from some kind of god?"
The dragon has been a sign of auspiciousness since ancient times.
Since the founding of the Ning Dynasty, only on the day when the founding emperor ascended the throne, there are black dragons churning in the sky, the sky is full of golden clouds, and the dragons chant endlessly.
Since that day, the Ning Dynasty has had good weather and no disasters for 500 years.
The dragon is also the only existence that is not listed as a monster by the mysterious master, and is not labeled as a demon by the world.
But nowadays no one has ever seen a dragon. If they hadn’t been mysterious masters, they had seen the "Historical Records of the Xuan Master" and clearly saw the drawing of that day in the history books, they might think that it was just the founding emperor of the Ning Dynasty in order to strengthen the dragon. Myths created by the human mind.
So Chen Widow's idea is really correct.
It's just a pity that Ning Sui didn't know either.
He has never seen a dragon, and the scales emerging from the back of Chen Widow's neck are also black: "Not necessarily."
He said flatly: "I think it has a black air."
Chen Widow was immediately chilled by a basin of cold water.
He lowered his head wearily, and then heard Zhou He helplessly say: "...the dragon is also a monster."
He sighed: "It also has black energy, but there will also be golden light in the black energy. If you can transform a dragon, you will be regarded as enlightened."
Notice that he said "Hualong" instead of "dragon", Ning Sui looked at Chen Widow calmly.
However, Zhou He kept paying attention to Ning Sui. He comforted Widow Chen, but Ning Sui didn't respond.
He made fun of Chen Widow before, and Ning Sui just didn't want to talk, so he walked forward...
Ning Sui was really angry only just now.
But why?
Zhou He was a little uncertain for a while.
His Ning Ning is indeed easy to get jealous, but he is more tolerant, or silently glances at him as a warning, as in the situation just now, this is the first time it has happened.
Chen Widow was comforted, and smiled happily: "Then Brother He, what am I?!"
Zhou He said sincerely: "The demon will not be reincarnated after death."
Widow Chen: "..."
Okay, another basin of cold water.
After pouring two basins of cold water on his head, Widow Chen finally regained consciousness, and he only realized it later: "...Brother, so what's going on? Why does the dragon chant appear on my body? If someone knows , Am I not...?"
He was a little panicked: "Then will our Chen family be criticized or framed? It is even very likely that someone will say that the Chen family hides monsters..."
Chen Widow became more and more flustered, and at the end he added a tearful sentence: "Brother! I can only hang out with you two from now on! Brother Ning, Brother He, please give me another name! I will be you from now on son!"
Ning Sui looked at him indifferently.
Zhou He thought it was funny: "Does your father know that you expelled yourself from the family tree like this, and did you know that you directly picked up two fathers outside?"
He paused, then asked casually, "Besides, whose surname do you want?"
This question of deciding who is the father and who is the mother is really good. It directly asked Chen Widow to come out of grief and fear. He thought about it seriously, and before he could answer, Ning Sui interrupted the two of them. : "Black flood dragon."
He thought about it, and among the big monsters he knew before his death, only the black flood dragon in the extreme north was about to transform into a dragon in the "rumour".
Zhou He didn't want to say too much, but Ning Sui's head turned too fast, even if Chen Widow and him interrupted, it still didn't affect his thinking.
He sighed helplessly in his heart, and then nodded: "The thing in your body may be his reverse scale. If you want to remove it, you can go to the extreme north to find him. Even if it has nothing to do with him, you can also ask him about it." What's going on?"
Zhou He hinted meaningfully: "Among the monsters that can transform into dragons, he is the one who can become king. Besides, the day the founding emperor of the Ning Dynasty ascended the throne, it was also a black dragon that surged in the sky. Maybe it has something to do with this black flood dragon. .”
Widow Chen didn't receive it, but Ning Sui glanced at him.
Coincidentally meeting Zhou He's gaze, Ning Sui lowered his eyes to avoid his gaze again.
Widow Chen was a little frustrated: "I may not be able to go to the extreme north."
"I'm with you." Ning Sui said, "I'm going there."
Go to the black flood dragon to settle the score.
Ning Sui's eyes fell on Zhou He's sleeve, and he knew that there was a shallow scar on the wrist bone underneath.
But before his death, there was no such thing. After his death, Widow Chen also said that there were folk rumors that Zhou He fought against the black flood dragon. Ning Sui didn’t know if there really was a fight, but it must have happened when Zhou He went to the extreme north. rumors.
Furthermore, he also wanted to know how Zhou He died.
Zhou He raised his eyebrows, looked at Chen Zhichong's moved expression on Ning Sui, twisted his hands and was about to say something, Ning Sui asked again: "Does it hurt?"
Chen Widow was stunned, and it took a long time to realize: "...it doesn't hurt."
He smirked: "Maybe it's because the body is now made of wood, so I don't feel any pain. Besides, brother Ning, didn't you also tighten up a little bit?"
In fact, Ning Sui, who didn't have the strength to shake off Widow Chen, nodded indifferently.
Zhou He was in a complicated mood.
Children will care about people, which is a good thing.
But children will care about others, and there will be more and more partners around them.
Zhou He sighed leisurely in his heart.
He usually sighs with emotion, but looks at Ning Sui tenderly.
After all, he was still happy for Ning Sui.
Because Long Yin's movement was too loud, the three of them stayed here for a while, and then some townspeople came to check.
The leader is still the old man.
Holding a wooden crutch, the old man cupped his hands tremblingly at Zhou He: "Master Taoist."
Zhou He was a little surprised that he existed in this illusion, so he nodded.
Then he added another sentence: "I was practicing just now, so please take a trip."
In fact, this explanation is really perfunctory, and anyone will feel it is false.
After all, how can anyone practice dragon chant?
But the old man looked at Zhou He expectantly: "Has the Taoist priest cultivated the way of immortality?"
As soon as he said this, Ning Sui immediately looked over.
Zhou He raised his eyebrows slightly, as if he was a little surprised: "Well..."
He made a fuzzy sound, and heard the old man excitedly say: "If the Taoist priest has cultivated the way of immortality, then we can organize sacrifices to congratulate the Taoist priest on his ascension to immortality."
The eyes of the old man with half a foot in the coffin showed enthusiasm: "The Taoist priest will become the only god in the world!"
This is not the first time Ning Sui has heard people say this.
Whether it is a profound master or an ordinary person, Zhou He is always regarded as a god.
But he never saw Zhou He's reaction.
It's the same this time.
When Zhou He heard this, he moved his feet slightly, and turned his body, which was originally facing Ning Sui, to his back facing Ning Sui, covering his bland eyes.
His tone was the same as usual: "Well, thank you."
After the old man was sent away and the three of them returned to the temple, Widow Chen volunteered to go to the town to find out the current situation.
The temple is not in the same place as the town, and Ning Sui and the others were able to meet the townspeople just now because today happened to be the day to pay tribute.
Although they couldn't figure out why they had to pay tribute to two puppets who didn't need to eat or drink.
Ning Sui and Zhou He actually didn't need Chen Widow to inquire about anything, even though they really didn't know how this charm was formed, but when they had the will to act, a little information could make up the general idea.
But Zhou He understood Chen Widow's thoughts, he didn't want to be a useless drag bottle for enjoying himself, so Zhou He nodded and let Chen Widow go.
Besides, Zhou He himself wanted to be alone with Ning Sui for a while.
He has something to ask Ning Sui.
When Zhou He asked Chen Widow to turn around to look at Ning Sui, he saw Ning Sui sitting on the altar with his legs hanging down on the side.
Because the altar was made a little high, his legs were hanging in the air, making Zhou He think for a while that they had returned to No Return Mountain.
At that time, Ning Sui always liked to sit alone on a tree or boulder, with his legs dangling in the air, watching the distance in silence without saying a word.
Zhou He walked over, stood in front of him, looked up at him slightly: "Have you calmed down?"
His tone was smiling and gentle, so that Ning Sui would not feel that he was questioning him. Even if it was the truth, Ning Sui didn't care, because Ning Sui's next sentence was: "I didn't kill him."
Zhou He paused.
Ning Sui lowered his eyes and said coldly, "I know he's still useful to you, so I didn't kill him."
"It's okay." Zhou He rubbed his head: "Even if you kill him, it's fine, it doesn't affect anything."
Ning Sui did not speak.
Zhou He twirled his fingers, and asked tentatively: "He is a monster after all, why did you let him live for me? I thought you knew it well."
It is clear that he likes him, so even if he kills Mingzhu, he will not react at all.
It is clear that to him, he is more important than anyone or anything.
Ning Sui still didn't speak, nor did he move at all.
He really wanted to kill Mingzhu.
Not only because of the hatred and hatred for evil spirits in his bones, but more importantly because of his...
He glimpsed his own pathetic jealousy and inferiority complex.
And when his lifting thread fell, and when his lifting thread was about to plunge into Ming Zhu's body, Ning Sui had another ridiculous idea.
Mingzhu fits all his fantasies about someone Zhou He would like.
He will call his brother glutinously, act like a baby, complain, show weakness to him, and even take the initiative to have contact with him.
If he killed Ming Zhu, would Zhou He still find such a man?
So Ning Sui kept it.
But he couldn't tell Zhou He.
He can only bear these thoughts by himself.
Ning Sui silently curled his hand, and was about to raise his hand to slap Zhou He's hand on top of his head, but he didn't want Zhou He to hold his face suddenly.
Ning Sui paused, subconsciously raised his eyes, and stopped looking at his chest.
As soon as he raised his eyes, he met Zhou He's helpless and doting gaze: "Ning Ning, I thought you would understand very well after you regained your memory."
He said, "I like you."
Different from the "brother" before, and also different from those teasing and hinting, such straightforward and simple four words fell on Ning Sui like a lightning strike, directly causing Ning Sui to freeze in place, even brushing Zhou Crane's hand movements are forgotten.
His originally somewhat disordered heartbeat and originally cold mind all turned into a mass of paste and stuck to his body at this moment, thickening his blood and making him lose the ability to think.
But Zhou He still said: "It's not because of curiosity, if I want to find something new, why don't I go find some male fox demons?"
Ning Sui clearly knew what he meant, but his instinct still calmed him down at this moment, but he replied: "...that bright candle is a fox demon."
Zhou He: "..."
He seemed to be pissed off by Ning Sui. After more than 200 years, he was still pissed off by Ning Sui's serious and serious temperament.
But he felt that Ning Sui's appearance was too cute, and he couldn't help but want to kiss him, so he could only ask in a funny and helpless way: "What do I have with him?"
He said seriously: "If you need it, I can still take his skin off and send it to you."
Ning Sui frowned: "No."
His brain, which had been dulled by Zhou He's confession, returned slightly, and he finally caught some tension and fear belatedly, but he still said flatly, "I'm disgusted."
Zhou He nodded to show his understanding, and continued: "Nuo Nuo Ruan Ruan Ruan Ruan's personality is really cute, it seems good to be able to spread bridges, call brother, and want to hug, but that's only when you have me to think cute, put him on him I feel the same way as you."
Zhou He smiled: "It's disgusting."
"Ning Ning," Zhou He said patiently, "I don't ask you to respond to me now, and I don't ask you to let go of the worldly rules in your heart. It's still a long time to control us. But I can't accept that you put me in the way of others. side push."
He endured and endured, and finally just licked his teeth with the tip of his tongue, and tried to guide Ning Sui in the most relaxed, natural and gentle tone: "I like you, even if you are a murderous monster, I also like you." .”
Ning Sui's hands tightened, and even the lifting wire with his right hand was tightly wrapped.
Zhou He gently squeezed his right hand with his free hand as if he had noticed it a long time ago: "Don't make a fist, you will hurt yourself later. If you are nervous, I won't say anything."
After finishing speaking, he waited for Ning Sui for a while, and seeing that Ning Sui still didn't reply, he wanted to withdraw his hand.
But Ning Sui suddenly moved and grabbed his fingertips, but only for a moment, Ning Sui let go of his hand as if he had been burned.
This gave Zhou He great encouragement.
Zhou He didn't expose his little trick just now, but continued: "You are indeed not the best. They say you are cruel and you will be a tyrant in the future, and I think so too."
He frankly said: "Even before, I thought you were stinky and troublesome, with a lot of problems, headaches and wanted to send you back to Ning Dynasty early and never see you again."
Ning Sui looked up at him coldly, and Zhou He laughed: "But that was before. After I fell in love with you, I felt that all these turned into cuteness. You have a cold face and compete with puppet parts and don't want to ask me for help." It's cute when it's time."
"You're cute when you pick fishbone with a deadpan expression."
"You're cute when you're sitting on a tree in a daze."
"You're cute even when you're chilling while killing the demons."
"Even the way you can't laugh, don't like to talk, and are strong and self-improving is very cute."
"In my eyes, you don't need to be coquettish to me, and you don't need to softly call brother to be cute enough."
Zhou He paused, and added with a smile: "Of course, if you are willing to shout, I can probably pick the stars and the moon for you."
Ning Sui looked him straight in the eyes and didn't speak.
On the surface, he looked calm and calm, as if the protagonist of Zhou He's heart-to-heart confession was not him at all.
He is always like this, cold and silent, it is difficult for anyone to guess him by his eyes or facial expressions, because he has no expression at all.
Only he himself knows.
How fast his heart was beating under his chest.
How hot and boiling the blood in his whole body is.
He was like a piece of unmelted ice, which easily melted into a puddle of water when it fell into Zhou He's hands. He could have slipped away or dried up and disappeared without a trace, but Zhou He had to be careful Holding him in your hands, taking care of all his feelings.
He couldn't understand how there could be such a gentle person in the world.
He didn't even know what to do with himself.
"Look," Zhou He was still guiding him slowly: "You never called me master, didn't I mean that you complained a few times when you were young, but didn't say anything later? You think I'm magnanimous, but I I'm always glad you didn't yell."
He gently stroked the skin where the side of Ning Sui's face and the ear were connected, that place was incredibly soft and smooth, and it also made the things suppressed in his heart agitated, so that his voice was a little soft and hoarse: "This way I can say that we don't have a teacher-student relationship, so you can get out of the world earlier."
Ning Sui looked at him and finally made a move.
His Adam's apple rolled slightly, and the words he spoke were astringent and weak, even though his voice was still cold and hard, but he undoubtedly cut himself open again and placed him in front of Zhou He: "Why me?"
You have experienced thousands of years, and you have seen the prosperity and devastation of this land.
You have seen countless evil spirits, and you have also seen the joys and sorrows of the world.
You have enjoyed the pursuit and vocals standing at a high place, and you have also climbed up step by step.
What is special about you in this world?
Why is it him?
What's so good about him?
"I don't know what's so good about you." Zhou He said sincerely, "But I just like you, there's nothing I can do about it, isn't it?"
He frowned: "So Ningning, don't be unconfident. Even if they think you are bad, it doesn't matter, they don't care about you, and I don't care. I have eyes, and I know that you are the best for me. of."
He noticed that all of Ning Sui's emotions were calmed down by him, so he asked sincerely again: "So, do you want to call me brother?"
Ning Sui didn't speak, Zhou He added with a smile: "Or...can I kiss you?"
Ning Sui's hands curled up, and his eyebrows lowered again.
Zhou He waited and waited, but still did not get his response.
So he thought for a while and asked, "Ningning, I'm not as beautiful as you imagined. Would you dislike me because of my imperfection?"
Ning Sui still didn't say anything, he bowed his head in silence for a long time, Zhou He was not in a hurry, just looked at him and waited for his answer.
The answer is of course no.
Ning Sui did regard Zhou He as a god in his heart, but this does not mean that there is nothing wrong with Zhou He in his eyes.
Ning Sui also saw Zhou He who was invisible to others.
Especially that day in Tanzhou, he saw Zhou He who was inseparable from each other, full of resentment and blackness.
That was always a mystery, but it didn't mean that Ning Sui would not trust Zhou He because of it.
So Ning Sui raised his eyelids.
His tone was calm, but his heart couldn't stop shaking: "Didn't you kiss secretly before?"
He said: "In Yuezhou Wu Biao's formation."
Zhou He's bland brows and eyes instantly smiled, and the gentleness in his eyes was no longer just superficial: "So you know what it is... I thought you wouldn't understand."
He held Ning Sui's face, making people look down at him. Ning Sui was sitting on the altar, and their perspectives changed rarely.
Zhou He chuckled: "So you nodded early, but I didn't know?"
"No." Ning Sui frowned: "Who nodded..."
Before he finished speaking, Zhou He raised his head and kissed him on the lips.
It was exactly the same as what I felt in the Wu grate formation in Yuezhou that day.
Soft.
moist.
piping hot.
Only this time the kiss landed on his lips instead of between his brows.
This time Ning Sui did not fall into darkness, but saw Zhou He's eyelashes clearly.
Dense and slender.
He scratched and closed his eyes subconsciously, so the perception became more profound.
Why can someone's body temperature be so high?
Ning Sui clenched his hands unconsciously, and didn't push Zhou He away, but he didn't take any active actions either.
He didn't know what to do with himself, but he knew that something was taking root in his body, and it was growing wildly and rapidly under the water of a light kiss.
He felt that this light kiss was his limit.
Because his limbs and bones were all soaked in Zhou He's body temperature, it was so soft that he was confused.
But when Zhou He's hand covered the back of his neck, when Zhou He's lips pressed up little by little, but the tip of his tongue brushed over his lips and his teeth, Ning Sui finally understood at this moment——
Those delusional thoughts he had that he once despised were nothing more than a trivial matter in front of Zhou He.
He could feel Zhou He's repressed breathing and emotions, and he could even perceive the strength of his repression.
Because after he still didn't resist, a raging and rough kiss came over directly.
In this kiss, Ning Sui felt for the first time what "aggression" is, and also understood what "can't help it".
His hands were clenched tightly, and the string was strangling him, but he didn't notice it at all, and all his senses were integrated into this kiss.
This kiss that came after more than 200 years.
Ning Sui even sensed a little danger in this kiss.
He couldn't tell where it came from, but he just felt a chill run down his spine, and a dull rusty feeling of panic in his heart.
Until he was almost out of breath and raised his hand against Zhou He's chest to push him away, Zhou He directly brought him down from the altar with one hand and pushed him against the stone wall.
Only then did Ning Sui understand why he felt timid for the first time, and it happened to his sweetheart.
Because he shouldn't be pinned down like this, nor should he be dominated like this, but all his sharp claws were crushed to death by Zhou He.
Ning Sui also finally understood.
His gods do not need his protection.
It was never his god who coveted him.
Instead, the god hid in the dark, stood on a high place, and calmly occupied him with his eyes.
Just like when he was at the Fulai Inn in Yuezhou, he felt that there was something wrong with Zhou He's eyes.
Zhou He has such thoughts almost all the time.
Ning Sui realized something later.
People are a little numb.
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