In the next world, it's useless

Dao Guizhou saw a pair of scarlet eyes.

With indifference and bloodthirsty, it pierced his heart fiercely.

That fair and beautiful face was stained with blood, and it was as dark and treacherous as his pupils.

Dao Guizhou also saw that the boy he was familiar with had lost the immaturity on his face, and his figure had become much taller.

It is no longer the white clothes he often sees, wrapped in a black robe, holding a broken star in one hand.

Broken Star's sword tip fell to the ground, and countless blood gathered at his feet to form a river.

He is like a ghost crawling out of this purgatory.

The man's expression was indifferent, but he seemed a bit bored.

The light that often made him sink was gone from his eyes.

Dao Guizhou felt that his heart was empty.

He seemed to have been deprived of breath.

But his timidity did not stem from the fact that he seemed to be suffocating to death, but from this fragment that flashed in his mind.

"Little uncle?"

Ziming's call pulled Dao Guizhou back from the emotion he had never felt before.

Dao Guizhou stared blankly at Ziming in front of him, feeling that his vision was a bit blurred.

Just when he thought it was caused by the heat of the pool, Ziming's thumb gently touched his lower eyelid, and something slipped from his eye socket: "Did it fall?"

"Does it hurt?" he asked.

Only then did Dao Guizhou realize that there were tears in his eyes.

"fine."

He hurriedly waved his hand, pushed Ziming's hand away, and wiped his eyes in embarrassment.

fuck.

What a shame.

It's just seeing a few fragments that may happen in the future,

As for crying? !

Dao Guizhou slapped himself hard in the heart.

Ziming didn't let go of his arms around his back, but asked again: "Where did you fall?"

Dao Guizhou confirmed that he did not fall: "...you catch it in time, I am not injured."

He paused, and couldn't help looking back at Ziming, but his gaze still didn't meet his eyes: "Why didn't you tell me that I want to..."

Halfway through the conversation, Daoguizhou couldn't speak.

Because the distance between him and Ziming is too close.

Dao Guizhou was so close that he could clearly see the mist and drops of water on his cheeks, neck, and the dimples of his neck.

His hair can even be seen steaming from the heat.

And his body lines.

Strong and powerful, no wonder he can catch him and hug him so firmly.

It feels...it should feel good.

Dao Guizhou's Adam's apple rolled unconsciously.

Only he himself knows how hard it took him not to look down.

Zi Ming raised his eyebrows and asked with a smile, "Little Uncle, what's the matter?"

Dao Guizhou felt a little hot on his body.

He thought maybe it was because the temperature of the broken pool was a bit high today: "Let go first."

Ziming let go of his arm very naturally.

Dao Guizhou took a deep breath, took a few steps back, and closed his eyes again.

He didn't have a mirror in front of him, so he didn't know that his ears were red and about to bleed. He only knew that his heartbeat and breathing were a little disordered.

Hey woo woo woo.

He couldn't fully appreciate such a beautiful picture of a handsome man getting out of the bath.

sad.

Because he closed his eyes, he didn't see Ziming's half-closed eyes and slightly tilted head, his eyes kept on him.

Daoguizhou was completely soaked.

When it fell, the splash of water also watered his head.

His hair was tied up casually with a headband, and it had fallen loose at this time.

The white robe was tightly attached to him, and Ziming couldn't help thinking of some pictures deep in his memory.

It is also a pool, and there are also such clouds and mist.

It's just that although he likes the person in front of him, his personality is not so pleasant.

It doesn't look cute either.

The look in Ziming's eyes was a little dark.

He did it on purpose.

This is the obvious thing.

But he knew that Dao Guizhou wouldn't think about that.

He lowered his eyes, and his eyes fell on Daoguizhou's neck: "Did the little master see something just now?"

Dao Guizhou's hand groped for the stone next to him, stretched out his hand to support it, and let his body leave the pool.

He opened his eyes and stood with his back to Ziming, and cast several small spells on himself to dry his clothes and hair: "...Tell me, is your surname round?"

Ziming blinked innocently, and was about to say something when he heard Guizhou say frankly, "I did see something."

Ziming raised his eyebrows unexpectedly.

After Dao Guizhou confirmed that there was no water on his body, he went to help Ziming pick up his clothes.

Anyway, I have seen it all, and there is no need to close my eyes and die.

Dao Guizhou patted the ashes on his head: "I'll wait for you in the inner room."

Ziming nodded slightly.

Looking at the back of Daoguizhou going away, Ziming's smile gradually faded.

Sure enough.

What he could see was not the future.

So, what's going on here?

Although Ziming didn't have a clue, he wasn't as entangled as Dao Guizhou.

Anyway, he will always know, besides the current Daoguizhou...he has better control.

Zi Ming hooked the corner of his mouth, thinking of Dao Guizhou's reaction when he intentionally let Dao Guizhou see those two pictures, which made the suppressed evil in his body faintly agitated.

He likes to use all means to prove that Dao Guizhou cares about him.

Even if his actions are a bit despicable.

When Ziming packed up and came to the front yard, he saw Master Canghua standing in the yard talking with fellow Dao Guizhou.

He paused slightly, and Daoist Canghua's eyes fell on him.

Ziming cupped his hands: "Master."

Master Cang Hua smiled at him: "There is no need to be polite."

He paused, then turned his gaze to Daoguizhou and Ziming.

Dao Guizhou's hair was still dripping, but he didn't pay much attention to it.

As for Ziming, Ziming's hair was still covered with mist, and the ponytail was even dripping water all over the place.

Daoist Cang Hua asked Guizhou softly, "Did you take a mandarin duck bath together?"

Dao Guizhou: "...Hey, do you look like a master?"

Master Canghua's tone was still so unhurried: "Together, we're together, what's the matter?"

He laughed: "It's not something shameful, I'm relieved that you have a good relationship."

He raised his hand and touched Dao Guizhou's still wet head: "Just be careful."

Dao Guizhou thought in his heart that my cub and I should pay attention to what is appropriate, I would be fine even if I hug him to sleep tonight, but on the face he said honestly: "I understand."

Master Canghua took out a white jade bottle from his Qiankun bag and gave it to him: "I'm going to sit in the back mountain, if you feel uncomfortable again, take this bottle."

Dao Guizhou took it and couldn't help asking: "Master, why bother?"

Master Canghua smiled lowly: "You will understand later."

He waved his hand, smiled at Ziming who was standing in the corridor, and left the place.

Dao Guizhou took back the bottle with a sigh, turned around and walked to Ziming's side, and cast a small spell on him: "Why don't you dry your hair?"

Ziming shook it: "It's nothing. Thank you, uncle."

The two walked into the inner room, Dao Guizhou saw that he didn't ask Daoist Canghua why he came to find him in person, so he took the initiative to say: "Didn't we discover the formation of Xuantian Temple in Linxi Town earlier? Send a message to the master, Tiantingtang sent a letter to Xuantian Temple to inquire, none of the disciples and personnel recorded in Xuantian Temple have ever arrived in Linxi Town in Jinnian to set up a gathering spirit array."

Zi Ming nodded, and Dao Guizhou continued: "So they have no way to explain why their formation appeared in Linxi Town."

He paused, as if he wanted to say something more, but he still didn't speak.

Because Dao Guizhou thought of someone.

But in the original book... this person defected from the division when Ziming was about to become black.

It stands to reason that he shouldn't have left his traces in Linxi Town so early.

Dao Guizhou frowned slightly, and couldn't help but fell into deep thought.

At the beginning of the original book, Linxi Town does not seem to have this formation.

At the beginning of the article, it seems that Ziming, Yiqing and an inner disciple solved the matter on their own, so the three were seriously injured.

and so……

Is the flapping wings of a butterfly that has passed through him so awesome?

Directly changed the plot?

Dao Guizhou's gaze could not help falling on Ziming's hand on the table.

That being the case, wouldn't he be killed by the most beautiful hand in the world?

[Don't worry too early.You and I can't tell about blackening, maybe one day when you open your eyes, the cub who appears in front of you is that tyrant. 】

Dao Guizhou: ...there is a sense of imagery.

But Zi Ming said: "Little uncle, I heard that Xuantian Temple is a sect derived from Luyun Mountain. Luyun Mountain is so close to us, why can't it be set up by Luyun Mountain?"

"Good question." Daoguizhou snapped his fingers and raised his chin proudly: "Do you know what the first purpose of Luyun Mountain is?"

"Xiu Xian ascended to the first place, and the world of mortals should stay away."

Dao Guizhou was very confident: "Unless the sky is about to collapse, it is impossible for the inner disciples of Luyun Mountain to come out of the mountain, and the outer disciples are all exposed to talisman papers, not formations."

[Do the people in Luyun Mountain know that you also gave them the slogan of passing on sales? 】

Dao Guizhou: That must be unknown.

Ziming was thoughtful: "Has the sky fallen..."

He smiled: "Little uncle, do you think the sky will collapse?"

Ming Mingzi laughed very normally, but Dao Guizhou inexplicably remembered the nightmares one after another.

He couldn't help touching his neck, thinking that if you give me a knife now, the sky will probably collapse.

Dao Guizhou said sincerely, "I hope not."

He is probably the last person in the world who doesn't want the sky to fall.

After all, if the sky falls, the taller one will stand up first, so he is...

It won't collapse until he dies first.

Zhou Zhou sighed helplessly.jpg

The world in this book is really not friendly enough for him.

Without waiting for Ziming to say anything else, he put the spiritual fruit that he had just cheated from Lingyao Peak on the table, and pushed Ziming: "You said you like sweets, the one from the inner sect of Lingshan The food is relatively light, and there are no cakes, so I can only go to Lingyao Peak and ask Senior Sister Wenqing for spiritual fruit."

Dao Guizhou paused for a moment, then blinked slyly: "I lied to Senior Sister Wenqing that we both suffered serious internal injuries and were in urgent need of supplements, so she gave me so much. Take it away if you can't finish it. Don't disappoint me."

Ziming looked down at the fruits that were piled up on the table into a hill, and took a small spiritual fruit, wiped it and put it in his mouth.

He looked at Shangdao Guizhou's expectant gaze, and his smile was a bit real: "It's very sweet. Thank you, little uncle."

He asked softly: "Will the little uncle also beg for things for Yiqing and the others like this?"

Dao Guizhou said without hesitation, "Of course not."

He said: "You are different. If I sneak down the mountain tomorrow, I will bring you some pastries. There is a pastry shop next to Tiantingtang. The pastries are delicious."

He smiled and said to Ziming, "I want to share with you."

The author has something to say: Zi Ming (with a perverted smile): I just like to watch my little uncle cry for me.

There is one more at six o'clock~

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感谢在2020-09-0309:50:59~2020-09-0410:28:48期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 1 old dream;

Thank you to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 5 bottles of Yueying Xingfeng, Mingzhu Pingxie; 2 bottles of Get Rich Overnight, 1 bottles of Wild Dog Literature and History; [-] bottle of Gong Ruoxi;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!