Xianmen boss is actually my ex-boyfriend

The next day, Cheng Yunzhi woke up from the bed.

Struggling to get up again, the first reaction was to check his spiritual veins.

When he realized that he was mostly healed, he breathed a sigh of relief and got out of bed to exercise his muscles and bones, but as soon as his feet touched the ground, he couldn't stand up, and he sat back on the edge of the bed.

Cheng Yunzhi: "..."

Is this something that humans can do?

He feels like he's going to suffer from kidney failure!

Thinking of last night, Mr. Gu, who was only wearing a snow-white coat, lay beside his ear, and while he was half asleep, he whispered some hypnotic topics.

It seems to be about how to live after becoming a Taoist couple.

Fortunately, Cheng Yunzhi went in his left ear and out his right ear, and he didn't remember anything after he fell asleep.

During the day, Gu Yan accompanies him to write story books, practice calligraphy, painting, practice, grind ink for him with his own hands, and solve all the problems of food, clothing and housing.

When he came back to his senses, he found that the difference between this kind of life and staying in Changjin before was not too big.

At most, the Chirping Doll disappeared and was replaced by a bigger one.

Mr. Cheng was used to being served, he lazily recovered from his injuries for a few days, and even his bones were healed a lot.

But the freedom of travel must be striven for.

So when Gu Yan accompanied him to write, he talked about this issue sincerely.

At that time, Gu Daojun was standing in front of the bookshelf, and when he heard him speak, he immediately turned his head and walked closer.

The incense mist beside him drifted a little along with his movements and the wind's trajectory.

Cheng Yunzhi: "Ah Yan, be reasonable. Look, my injuries are almost healed, and I can protect myself."

Gu Yan came over, pinched his wrist, and then his upper arm.

It may not be too big a problem to find.

So he pondered for a moment, and said: "What if the demon cultivator makes a comeback, sneaks up on Yunzhi, and successfully leaves afterwards..."

Cheng Yuzhi: "Last time he had no spiritual power, and fought with me with his bare hands, an ordinary despicable demon cultivator would not be able to do such a thing."

Gu Yan: "He sent sea guards to go to the island to hurt people, so he is quite despicable."

Cheng Yuzhi: "...there is some truth to that."

He sighed, feeling a little depressed, choked in his chest and unable to get out.

The handsome young man was lying on the table, supporting his upper body with his elbows, and his whole body was slanted away. Just looking at his back, he could tell that he was full of depression.

Cheng Yunzhi said: "You have to respect me, Cheng has been used to traveling all over the world, how could he have thought that one day, he would be... detained in such a small room."

Even if the house is big and gorgeous, it is not what he wants.

Gu Yan was thoughtful: "If you feel that the space for activities is too small, why not move back to my cave to cultivate?"

He said these words quickly and smoothly, without stuttering at all, Cheng Yuzhi heard nothing wrong at first, but the more he thought about it, the more he felt there was something wrong.

It sounds like—

Close the door and wait for him to protest before opening the window.

He shuddered, dismissed the thought, and turned his head to look at Gu Yan, who just lowered his eyes and smiled, not in a hurry.

……

Another day, when Cheng Yunzhi woke up, he felt backaches and nowhere was his.

His hands and feet were sore and he couldn't get up from the bed. He called Gu Yan and found that there was no one in the room except himself.

What went wrong?

Cheng Yuzhi didn't know, he was still recalling all kinds of things before, and finally came to a fatal conclusion.

Gu Yan came prepared, deliberately appeared in front of the noodle stall where he was, and did not speak to him in the transparent mirror.

Step by step, boil the frog in warm water and set it on fire.

In the end, she found an excuse and turned him... completely into his property.

... It's terrible.

Speaking of Jindan, and Nascent Soul, I'm afraid his real cultivation is far more than that, right?

If he wants a Taoist companion, who can't he want, but him?

He also worked hard at every step, spent money and energy, and was determined to cook him thoroughly.

When Gu Yan reappeared, Cheng Yunzhi was sitting by the window in a daze.

He was thin and wrapped in a white inner garment, and his long hair hung limply on his back. Against the pale face of a young man, he looked like a fairy who had ascended to immortality.

The lone peak outside the window is misty, and there is little sunlight. There are no birds that can only sing, and the silence is palpitating.

It was the first time for Cheng Yunzhi to have such an experience.

When he was young, he was used to running around in the huge sect's territory. When he grew up, he also ran around all over the world, with a temperament that couldn't be idle.

After staying in one place for a long time, he will have the illusion that his life has come to an end.

What a terrible idea, as if there is no way forward in the future.

Hearing the movement of Gu Yan's appearance, he looked back boredly.

Gu Yan didn't care about the direction of Cheng Yunzhi's eyes.

He brought a few pots of precious potted plants, and if Cheng Yuzhi looked back, he would recognize how precious these were.

But he turned away, staring idly at the only bird with wings spread in the distance.

Gu Yan said warmly: "Yuzhi, what are you looking at?"

Cheng Yuzhi pointed out the window and said, "Why did it fly up?"

Gu Yan glanced over there, and casually lowered his head to tidy up the potted plants: "It's probably because I can't tell the way."

He smiled, and put the small potted plant on the low table next to Cheng Yunzhi: "Look, this pot of golden fruit will bear small fruit in three months. If you eat it, you will be able to enter the golden fruit safely. Dan."

Seeing that Cheng Yunzhi didn't react much, Mr. Xueyi lowered his eyes aggrievedly, and called him by name: "Yuzhi."

"Aren't you happy?"

Cheng Yuzhi finally reacted. This time, he was obviously tired and rubbed the space between his brows.

"Ah, Gu Daojun, you're finally willing to tell the truth," he frowned, "I'm afraid you're lying to me for letting me go after removing the dark wound."

"Enter Jindan in three months? Does that mean you have to enter Nascent Soul in two years and distraction in ten years?"

His brows and eyes suddenly turned cold.

"Until I stay here forever?"

"how come,"

The man in snow sat down calmly and took his hand. During this time, Gu Yan especially liked to rub his fingers, as if he wanted to feel all the lines on them clearly, "What I want has always been It's simple...but Yunzhi doesn't agree to me."

Cheng Yuzhi took a deep breath, remembering meeting Gu Yan a few months ago.

He was confused, obedient, well-mannered, gentle and innocent...it was his wishful thinking.

Cheng Yunzhi: "You removed the barrier."

Gu Yan said: "As long as I withdraw, I am afraid that Yunzhi can run far away in the blink of an eye—isn't it?"

He finally put down his hand, raised his gaze, and landed on Cheng Yuzhi, drawing his outline contentedly, almost greedily.

"What's wrong with being with me? If Yuzhi dislikes me for not being able to take care of people, then I'll call Fengche and the others over, okay?"

He whispered softly, and pushed the freshly brewed tea towards Cheng Yunzhi.

Seeing that Cheng Yunzhi didn't say anything, he raised his hand, just about to summon all the spirit puppets, when the person in front of him suddenly moved.

Cheng Yunzhi took the initiative to grab him, with displeasure on the corners of his eyes and brows.

Young Master Cheng raised his chin, he was raised so noblely, and even his small gestures were a bit attractive: "Call the windmill over and see if we are joking?"

"Then it won't be called."

Gu Yan stopped at the right time, approached, and asked, "When will Yuzhi change his mind?"

Cheng Yunzhi only said: "Why do you want to be a Taoist companion? We have done everything, and it is the same as before, isn't it good?"

Gu Yan paused, and said after a while; "This is a contract recognized by Heaven."

"Eternal inseparability."

How is it possible, Cheng Yunzhi thought, as a two hundred-year-old Foundation Establishment, his own lifespan is not long, so how can he be inseparable from the Taoist... forever?

Seeing that Gu Yan still had the same attitude, Mr. Cheng had no choice but to change his attitude.

"Then give me some more time to think about it, okay?" Mr. Cheng avoided being stared at too bluntly by the snow-clothed man, "I need spiritual power to speed up the recovery of my dark wounds. If you remove the barrier, I... won't Running."

Gu Yan: "No."

Saying that, she lowered her eyes again and came to wrap his arms around his waist.

Snapped--

Cheng Yuzhi opened his hand and stood up coldly.

He has a good temper, but it's not that he can't see the form clearly in this situation.

Gu Yan has no intention of letting him go at all!

"Gu Daojun," Cheng Yuzhi said forcefully, "If you want to do this, I'm afraid I can't even give you a few months of love, why bother?"

Gu Yan, who was thrown away, sat upright, without any embarrassment after being rejected.Suddenly he chuckled, and his eyes became darker.

Cheng Yuzhi took a deep breath and said, "I, Cheng Yuzhi, don't need to be locked up in a cage, no matter if it's because of injury or anything else."

"If Moxiu wants to come, let him come. Even if I break one arm, I still have two," he said loudly, "It's not a reason for me to obediently be a bird in someone else's cage."

Gu Yan only said: "Does Yuzhi think that making a Taoist couple contract will make you feel imprisoned?"

It was still the previous idea, choked on tightly, determined to get what he wanted.

Suddenly, I felt a little discouraged.

Cheng Yunzhi closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, he said, "If you want to do this, then treat me as being unfaithful to your relationship, and break up after talking about it. Maybe it would be better for each to go their own way."

There is no need to suffer from your so-called goodness.

Gu Yan looked over suddenly: "You want to break up?"

Cheng Yunzhi: "Yes."

She thought she would have to break it for half an hour, but Gu Yan stood up and found an invisible door frame from the wall.

He easily unlocked it with spiritual power and pushed the door open.

Cheng Yunzhi opened his eyes wide, and saw outside was the familiar scenery of mountains and forests, and there was also a strange mountain path!

He suddenly turned his head and saw that there were still towering mountains outside the window, and the scenery was the same as before.

The fresh wind blows from outside the door, it is the smell he is familiar with, the smell of the mountains and forests that he has run and breathed deeply.

Gu Yan looked at him calmly: "If you can walk out of this door, after that, everything is up to you."

The beautiful young man's eyes lit up.

At that moment, he seemed to be filled with the vitality of the whole world, and the weakness of the first half of the day had disappeared.

He ran in a hurry, stretched out his hand, and could really touch the door frame and the free wind outside the door.

Waiting to go out, roasted duck, roasted goose, braised pork ribs and spicy chicken, everything can't be missing!

He, someone, wants to make up for all the things lost these days!

But he didn't go out, he was just taking the last step out of the door.

He stumbled and was embraced by the man in snow who was waiting by the door. When he was caught, the man in the snow had a smile on his lips.

As expected, it seemed to catch his whole world.

If he could live in a small house with his Yunzhi, he thought, his territory, sect, cave and treasures could all be handed over to others.

He is sitting on the treasures of the whole world...how can it compare to this one in his arms.

But Cheng Yunzhi was dumbfounded.

He lowered his head and saw a golden circle emerging from his ankle, nailing him firmly inside the door.