Suddenly, Ye Siming seemed to think of something.

He looked up at the idol.

The evil power that was extremely suppressed made his eyes red, with a terrifying flame at the end of his eyes.

But Ye Siming still stubbornly restrained and forbeared.

Suddenly, he bent his long legs and knelt on the futon.

In front of him is the sleepy Gu Nuoer.

And behind her is a huge Buddha statue.

They bowed their heads and looked at the world with compassion.

The young man closed his eyes slightly and put his hands together: "She can't die, you save her, I voluntarily bow my head."

Gu Nuo'er saw all this in the reflection rolled up on the lake.

The little guy had already burst into tears.

She turned her head and begged: "Grandpa, let me go back, brother Siming is alone in this world, he is only me."

Tian Dao was silent for a while, then nodded.

"Little fish baby, you have to remember what I said. You and Ye Siming are both good children. There are still many dangers in this world, and people's hearts are sometimes more terrifying than evil spirits."

"The two of you must rely on each other and support each other without abandoning each other, in order to achieve the right fruit together, and finally achieve the right path."

Gu Nuoer nodded again and again.

Tiandao raised his hand and gently touched her eyebrows.

At the moment when the divine power was injected, Gu Nuo'er instantly turned into a firefly, and disappeared after turning into a little bit of light.

She went back.

Tiandao Fushu looked at the reflection on the lake, and Ye Siming lowered his arrogant eyebrows reverently.

Back then, when the gods joined forces to imprison the demon **** Ye Siming to enter the Asura Realm, the young man stood in the depths of the flames, his expression scornful and contemptuous.

He regards all gods as his enemies.

But now, he is willing to bow his head and plead for Gu Nuo'er.

Tiandao seemed to be impressed and sighed: "The word love turns out to be the most powerful mana in the world."

It can make all demons and immortals give up everything they have, just to exchange for a line of love.

The truth is precious, I would rather lose Yonglie for her.

...

Ye Siming lowered his dim eyes, bent his knees against the incense table, and held Gu Nuo'er's hand tightly.

At this moment, a sudden violent cough sounded.

"Cough cough..." Gu Nuo'er suddenly opened her eyes.

His face flushed red from coughing.

Ye Siming stood up, his eyes bursting with ecstasy of what was lost and found.

"Gu Nuo'er!"

The little guy sat up and "vomited" on the ground for a while.

She spat out a large mouthful of black blood.

Ye Siming quickly wiped her lips with his sleeve.

He even raised his hand to bring the clear water dedicated to the gods and Buddha to feed Gu Nuoer.

Gu Nuo'er leaned against the edge of the table to pant for a moment, her pale face was pink and tender again.

In Shui Lingling's eyes, it was clear and clear.

Ye Siming hurriedly asked, "Is it better?"

Gu Nuoer took a few deep breaths to calm down the discomfort.

The little guy raised his water eyes and looked at Ye Siming in front of him. His eyes were red and he was a little embarrassed.

But there was joy in his eyes.

Gu Nuo'er threw herself into Ye Siming's arms.

The young man jumped into his arms unexpectedly, and fell backward all of a sudden.

But when she fell to the ground, she still hugged Gu Nuoer tightly and never hurt her in the slightest.

Gu Nuo'er was crying on Ye Siming's chest.

"Brother Siming, I thought I would never see you again."

"Wuwu, I begged Grandpa Tiandao for a long time, and he was finally willing to let me back."

The little guy rubbed his head against his clothes.

"Brother Siming, we will never be separated again!"

Ye Siming held her hand for a while, his eyes surging deeply.

He asked in a hoarse voice: "You too... can't bear me?"