Make a Living by Your Face [Quick Wear] ━ Vol.1

5.15 - Forget (2)

　　This Shuiyun Valley is the most secluded place in Jianfeng. It was here that Shen Jun realized the true meaning of swordsmanship, broke through to the Mahayana realm, and was recognized as the master by the Tiangang Sword. Therefore, Shuiyun Valley is also called the "Valley of Inheritance" by the disciples of Jianfeng.

　　Since then, few people dared to set foot in this valley.

　　Ji Changli is the second disciple of Jianfeng to take charge here after Shen Jun.

　　The sect's arrangement was so profound that its meaning was self-evident.

　　Shen Mian's thoughts were still in chaos, listening to Ji Changli telling a completely fabricated story in his ear in an extremely calm and gentle voice.

　　In this story, there is no Demon Lord.

　　Ji Changli broke the Yuandan into pieces, and he picked it up and took care of it. In order to re-condense the Yuandan for him, they entered the Xuanqiong Secret Realm to look for elixirs and accidentally broke into the temple. In the temple, he was attacked by monsters and fell into a coma, and lost part of his memory.

　　In order to save him and remove the evil spirit from his body, Ji Changli became his Taoist partner and used the divine power inherited from the temple to heal him.

　　Shen Mian was held in his arms, showing a helpless and fearful look, and whispered: "You, you really don't hate me anymore? You clearly hated me so much at that time that you wanted to kill me. Moreover, how could you be willing to save me after what I did to you?"

　　Ji Changli lowered his eyes and looked at him without answering, but kissed his beautiful eyes. Through his trembling eyelashes, Ji Changli could feel his uneasiness and fear of him.

　　His eyes darkened and he murmured, "Brother, I love you."

　　Shen Mian's back was slightly stiff. When he heard the word "love" now, it felt very unreal. He still didn't understand why he was completely immune to the forgetfulness pollen.

　　He clearly intended to live a good life with that devil, and even planned not to go home after completing the mission. Isn't this "love"? If it's not love, then what is love?

　　He couldn't figure it out, and there was a bit of confusion in his eyes. Ji Changli just thought that he was doubting about his amnesia.

　　He raised his chin and said seriously: "Brother, you just need to know that I will never hurt you again. As for the rest, don't think about it if you don't understand it."

　　Shen Mian had no choice but to nod obediently.

　　He rubbed his brows and said, "I feel a little dizzy, as if I'm drunk, but I can obviously drink a lot."

　　Ji Changli said, "Because your injuries have not healed yet, there is still demonic energy in your body, and sometimes you feel cold, so I brought you some strong liquor to suppress it. Brother, can I heal your injuries for you?"

　　Before Shen Mian agreed, Ji Changli had already laid him flat on the warm jade bed. Shen Mian knew that he was going to do something dirty, so he plucked the white cloud satin under him with his fingers and asked, "How are you going to heal me? You said you inherited the power of the Immortal Emperor, so it should be very powerful. It shouldn't be difficult to remove the evil spirit..."

　　Ji Changli looked at the young man under him who was trying to relieve his anxiety and fear by chattering, and a smile filled his eyes. He kissed the two tightly pursed lips, and then very gently undressed his clothes.