Once upon a time, Jing Shaoci's biggest wish was to marry his little Taoist priest.

Whether in the past life or this life, he almost loved Yan Zixiu as a god.

Even though the love between men in the past life was not tolerated by the world, he vowed to marry him.

When he was sixteen years old, he was beaten with fifty military sticks by his father, and his skin was torn and there was not a single piece of good skin on his waist and back. But even when he was dying, he never let go.

He thought that no one in this world could make him deny that he loved Yan Zixiu, no one could.

But Jing Shaoci could never have imagined that the person who destroyed all his hopes would be Yan Zixiu.

He wanted to believe Yan Zixiu more than anyone else in the world, but he saw with his own eyes the more than 200 people in Fengwang Mansion being taken to the wasteland and beheaded, and the nine prefectures and fourteen cities being destroyed.

Yan Zixiu was not only a sinner hated by all the people of Daxuan Dynasty, but also a purgatory that imprisoned him.

Now this person actually came to beg for his love, Jing Shaoci really felt that it was both ridiculous and pathetic.

"At that time, I asked you if you had any unspeakable difficulties. How did you answer me?"

Jing Shaoci walked towards him and said sarcastically, "You said that Lu Wuchen treated you wholeheartedly, and you loved him deeply, so you would give Lu Wuchen everything he wanted."

His pupils began to fill with blood due to extreme anger, and he shouted loudly, "You love him so much, why don't you die with him?"

Yan Zixiu looked at him with a cold and calm expression, "Do you really... want me to die?"

Jing Shaoci sneered and asked in return, "Would someone like you be willing to die?"

"I can die." Yan Zixiu said every word with a heavy tone, "but now I want to live for you."

Jing Shaoci felt sad after hearing this, "Yan Zixiu, you are really good at pretending."

As soon as he finished speaking, he held Yan Zixiu's wrist tightly, so hard that even his fingers hurt.

"You obviously slept with Lu Wuchen, but you still pretend to know nothing. When I kissed you, you tried to hide as if you were hit by something dirty. Since you hate me so much, why do you still cling to me now!" Yan Zixiu lowered his

eyes weakly and whispered, "If I had already been with him, why was my Yuanyang still there before?"

"You are so good at lying, it should be easy for you to fake such a thing, right?" Jing Shaoci asked mockingly.

Yan Zixiu looked at the big hand holding his wrist and said, "Even if I'm a habitual liar, my master will never lie to you."

Jing Shaoci's black eyes were like cold stars, and he said in a very sarcastic tone, "Your master can teach a disciple like you, I think it's not a big deal..."

"You are not allowed to talk about my master!!" Yan Zixiu interrupted him sharply.

The chests of the two kept rising and falling, and they were obviously in a state of rage.

Yan Zixiu resisted the heart-wrenching feeling and gritted his teeth and said, "Since you said I lied to you, I will swear by my heart. Will you believe it?"

Jing Shaoci loosened his hand and said, "Okay, then you make a vow that goes against your heart, and I'll see if you will be punished."

Yan Zixiu's face became paler and paler. He stared at Jing Shaoci with his eyes, and then raised his right hand.

After biting his middle finger hard, he swallowed the blood and flesh in his mouth.

"The way of heaven is a shackle, and the Three Pure Ones are a shackle. I, Yan Zixiu, swear by my heart. I..."

With every word he said, the cultivation in his body began to disappear rapidly along with the wound on his fingertips.

With the violent trembling of Dantian, blood began to flow from the corners of Yan Zixiu's lips.

Jing Shaoci tried his best to suppress the urge to stop him, his body was already stiff to the extreme.

"In this life, I have never loved Jing Shao..."

Boom -

at the moment when the first thunder rang, a cold big hand covered his mouth.

Yan Zixiu could no longer restrain himself, and a mouthful of blood sprayed on the palm of Jing Shaoci's hand, and he lost consciousness directly.

"Yan Yan, Yan Yan!!"

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"Didn't the weather forecast say that it would be sunny today? Why did it suddenly start to thunder? This cloudy sky is too scary."

The employees of Yunsheng who were leaving work looked up at the sky covered with dark clouds and whispered in confusion.

"Let's go quickly, it will rain later and there will be more people on the subway."

At this time, the secretary of the meeting found the driver in the employee lounge.

"Master Li, Master Li?"

The driver Li Yuan opened his eyes in a daze, his expression completely confused.

"Didn't the president go to the garage? Why are you still sleeping here?"

Li Yuan's mind was like a fuzzy mess, and he couldn't remember how he got to the lounge and how he fell asleep here.

He hurried to the garage at the reminder of the conference secretary, but not only did he not see the president, but even the car in the parking space was gone. He

took out his mobile phone and called Jing Shaoci tremblingly, but it prompted that the phone was turned off.

On the way to the hospital, Yan Zixiu, who was in a coma, continued to spit out blood.

Even though Jing Shaoci kept wiping him with his sleeve, his neck and front were soon stained red.

With a sharp turn of the steering wheel, Jing Shaoci braked the car to the side of the road.

"Yan Zixiu, Yan Zixiu..."

Jing Shaoci's fingers that were holding Yan Zixiu's face kept shaking, and his voice was full of helplessness and despair.

"Wake up, please. I won't force you. Open your eyes and look at me."

Jing Shaoci didn't understand why it turned out like this. The oath hadn't been completed yet, so how did Yan Zixiu get injured?

More than 20 minutes later, the door of Zhuyuanzhai was kicked open by someone.

Yin Jue, who was checking the balance on his mobile phone, was startled, stood up and shouted: "I see who has pulled his brain out and dares to come to my Zhu..."

Before he finished speaking, Yin Jue's face changed instantly.

He quickly ran to Jing Shaoci, looked at Yan Zixiu in his arms and said, "How did this happen?!"

Jing Shaoci's eyes turned red and he said, "I forced him to swear an oath with his Dao heart, and he vomited blood and lost consciousness."

"Fuck me..."

This was not the time to curse, so Yin Jue held back his anger and said, "Hurry up and carry him upstairs."

He then used magic to open the back door of Zhuyuanzhai and rushed out.

After Jing Shaoci put Yan Zixiu on the bed in the bedroom, Yin Jue appeared panting with a box in his hand.

"Quick, feed him this pill."

Jing Shaoci took it immediately, then opened Yan Zixiu's jaw and put the pill into his mouth.

The pill melted in his mouth and quickly flowed to Yan Zixiu's dantian.

Seeing that he was no longer vomiting blood, Yin Jue breathed a sigh of relief.

Now he finally had time to ask why.

He put his right hand on his waist and looked at Jing Shaoci and said, "What's wrong with you? How can you force him to swear an oath with his Dao heart? Don't you know that once you do this, every word he says will deprive him of his true essence?"

Jing Shaoci looked at him suddenly, and even his pupils contracted.

Yin Jue continued, "If the oath is true, it will be fine. Those true essences will only become a constraint. But if it is violated, Yan Zixiu will be immediately destroyed and there will be no turning back."

Jing Shaoci's eyes went dark, and at this moment it seemed as if countless sharp knives were scratching his heart.

It turned out that at that moment, Yan Zixiu would really die.

Yin Jue looked at his reaction and suddenly had a very bad feeling in his heart.

"Hiss, you're not... going to break up with him?"

Jing Shaoci couldn't suppress the pain in his heart after hearing this, and for the first time, he showed a desperate and sad expression in front of outsiders.

"Fuck, I was right?!"

Yin Jue took two steps back in shock, his beautiful eyes were round and round, "Awesome, you dare to dump even the Heavenly Master?"

Jing Shaoci didn't give him any response, just lowered his head and looked at Yan Zixiu, whose face was extremely pale.

"If I had known this, I would have chased him, and maybe he would have given birth to three children in one year now."

Yin Jue crossed his arms and raised his eyebrows and said, "Don't think that I can't give birth because I'm a male demon. My original body is bamboo, and after mating, I can produce bamboo shoots. By then, Yan Zixiu will hold a bamboo shoot in each hand..." Yin

Jue made up the picture in his mind and suddenly couldn't continue.

It was so embarrassing, the kind that gave me goosebumps.

He cleared his throat and changed the subject, "Yan Zixiu ate this Fengchi Pill and barely managed to stay alive. Don't provoke him anymore, or even the Great Luo Immortal can't save him."

Yin Jue deliberately spoke in a serious tone, hoping to make Jing Shaoci feel heartbroken.

He also couldn't understand why Jing Shaoci had to break up with him when they seemed to be in love.

"Okay, take him back, and make sure to take good care of him."

Before Jing Shaoci picked up Yan Zixiu, he handed Yin Jue a black gold card.

Yin Jue waved his hands and pretended to be nonchalant, "Forget it, he saved my life, so it's a compensation."

That was the Fengchi Pill, he got it with his life, and it became nothing.

Yin Jue couldn't stop the pain all over his body, and hurriedly urged Jing Shaoci to leave, so that he wouldn't be so determined and ask for the money back.

After Jing Shaoci withdrew his hand, he bent down and hugged Yan Zixiu.

Just as he was about to go down the stairs, the person in his arms suddenly opened his eyes.

Jing Shaoci opened his thin lips, but couldn't say a word.

"Not going to the hospital..." Yan Zixiu grabbed his clothes with trembling fingertips, "I want to... go home..."

Jing Shaoci didn't answer for a long time, so he closed his eyes with despair.

"Okay, okay, go home, go home right now." Jing Shaoci didn't say anything, so Yin Jue said for him, "Your little Cici just said she would take you back to her love nest, don't worry."

Jing Shaoci glanced at him expressionlessly, and Yin Jue turned his hands over, shrugged his shoulders and put on a fearless expression.

After the two left, Yin Jue found that the door of Zhuyuanzhai had been kicked down.

"Give me the money for repairing the door--!!"

Jing Shaoci opened the car door and put Yan Zixiu in the back seat.

As a result, as soon as he got in the car, he heard the other party's weak voice from the back seat, "If you don't want to, let me get off..."

"Shut up."

The car drove back to the Jing family at a very fast speed. This time, Jing Shaoci did not hug Yan Zixiu when he got out of the car.

The two stood outside the gate. Before the other party could speak, Yan Zixiu just stood there.

Suddenly, Jing Shaoci walked up to him, took off his suit jacket and threw it into his arms.

"Put it on, don't let my mother see the blood."

Yan Zixiu put on the jacket, and the body temperature attached to it made his nose sore.

After the two entered the door, the housekeeper was startled at first, and when he came to his senses, he hurriedly said: "The master and the lady are upstairs..."

Before he finished speaking, Jing Shaoci interrupted with a cold voice: "Don't let them know."

After throwing down this sentence, he went upstairs directly.

"Second Young Master, this..." The housekeeper looked at Yan Zixiu in embarrassment.

"Nothing."

After the two left, the housekeeper thought about it and decided to tell the master and the lady.

After going upstairs, he knocked on the door, and Xie Guanxin's voice came from inside, saying "please come in. "

"Sir, Madam."

After entering the room, the housekeeper lowered his voice and said, "The young master brought the second young master home."

"Really?" Xie Guanxin's eyes were full of surprise, and even Jing Fengyi stood up holding Xie Chongyun.

"Sister-in-law!" Xie Chongyun called loudly.

After Xie Guanxin confirmed it, he couldn't wait to walk towards the door, but was stopped by Jing Fengyi.

"Wife, don't worry."

After saying this, he looked at the housekeeper and said, "Old Yang, did Xiao Ci take Xiao Xiu back to the bedroom?"

The housekeeper shook his head and replied, "I didn't see it. I hurried over after they went upstairs."

Jing Fengyi nodded, "Okay, you go out first."

After the housekeeper left, he walked up to Xie Wanxin with Xie Chongyun in his arms and said, "Since Xiaoci was able to bring the person back, it means that the situation has turned around. If you go there now, your son will not talk to Xiaoxiu."

Xie Wanxin thought about it and felt that this made sense, so she nodded and said, "Okay, then I'll listen to you."

Since that day, Jing Shaoci had all the furniture in the bedroom thrown away, including all the things left by Yan Zixiu.

As soon as Yan Zixiu went upstairs, he saw Jing Shaoci standing in front of the bedroom with a cold face, and he had no intention of letting him in.

"I'll go to the guest room." He whispered tactfully.

After entering the room, Yan Zixiu curled up and lay on the sofa without even covering himself with a quilt.

Although his injuries were not as serious as Yin Jue said, his roots were damaged after all.

Now Yan Zixiu couldn't even mobilize his spiritual energy to heal his injuries, and he had been in a semi-conscious state since he lay down.

He didn't know how long he slept, but he felt as if his whole body was soaked in a cold pond. After a while, his whole body was burning again.

Yan Zixiu's throat was full of blood, but he still gritted his teeth and didn't say a word.

In a trance, he felt as if he was picked up, and soon he fell into softness.

A familiar smell filled his nose, and Yan Zixiu struggled to open his eyes.

Jing Shaoci stood by the bed, his half-closed eyes were cold without a trace of warmth.

Yan Zixiu wanted to drink a glass of water, but after seeing the other person's expression, he gave up and closed his eyes.

Seeing this, Jing Shaoci turned around, opened the door and went out.

The time in a coma will pass very vaguely, and every time you close your eyes, you don't know how long you have slept.

When he regained consciousness again, Yan Zixiu felt his neck being lifted up, and then something cool was against his lips.

The warm liquid slowly flowed into his mouth, and a few drops flowed down the corners of his lips onto the quilt.

After Jing Shaoci fed him the water, he was about to get up when a hand grabbed the corner of his clothes.