Yun Mo did not touch Chongshen with his normal hands, but summoned the demonic hand that could absorb Chongshen.
This is also the reason why Yun Mo asked him to go out with a guaranteed capital. He didn't want this hand to appear in the eyes of ordinary people.
"Ah~~" As soon as Yun Mo's devilish hand touched Zaoyou's beautiful back, Zaoyou woke up with a face of pain, and bursts of miserable screams came out of his mouth.
"What's wrong?" Yun Mo quickly took back his hand and looked at Zaoyou and said.
"It hurts!" Zayou said with her eyes closed, looking very sad. She looked like she was in pain.
"Haoyou, hold on, you'll be fine soon." Yunmo looked at Zaoyou and consoled him. Zaoyou's worship of God was already seriously frightening. If he delayed any longer, his life might be sucked away.
Yula also comforted Zayou and said, "Just bear with it and it will be fine. Don't be afraid."
As he spoke, he touched Zaoyou's head and wiped Zaoyou's sweat with his hands.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu" Zaoyu screamed in pain, cold sweat broke out on her forehead, and tears flowed down her cheeks, looking very distressed.
"May the soft wind accompany you and spend a peaceful night." Yora whispered and stood up. She played music with a bone whistle, and a fresh wave-like atmosphere floated throughout the room.
After hearing this, Yun Mo felt shaken. He glanced at Youla, who made a cheering gesture toward him.
Amidst the calming bone whistle, Zayou, who was in great pain, gradually calmed down.
"I'm going to start." Yunmo said to Zaoyou, signaling Yula not to stop. Yula nodded slightly, and the bone whistle in her hand did not stop for a moment.
"Well, I know. But boss, you have to hurry up, otherwise I may not be able to hold on." Hayou responded painfully.
"Okay, bite something and I'll treat you." Yun Mo said.
After hearing Yun Mo's words, Zaoyou obediently closed her eyes, lay down on the bed, biting the quilt with her mouth tightly, her eyes slightly closed, and her body curled up into a shrimp shape.
Yun Mo looked at her appearance and couldn't help but smile. This girl was still the same, afraid of pain. She didn't know how she passed the ninja course.
However, it was much easier this way, so Yun Mo put his hand on Zaoyou's back again.
Only this time, Yun Mo no longer touched tentatively, but directly placed the devil's hand on the evil eye.
"Zizzizi."
The evil eye was stimulated and began to squirm crazily. The blood-red lines wrapped around its body twisted like a snake, making a harsh hissing sound.
Yun Mo could feel the evil eye frantically attacking his ghost hand, and the scalding heat seemed to want to ignite him.
Suddenly, a black-red flame appeared in the evil eye and burned towards Yun Mo's whole body along the ghost hand. Yun Mo just frowned slightly and dispersed the black-red flame with a wave of his hand.
Chongshen's flame is a destructive weapon to other people, but it has no effect on Yunmo.
Xie saw that the flames could not kill Yun Mo, and it squirmed as if it had come to life.
The blood-red flesh and blood stared at Yun Mo like pupils, and the flesh and blood squirmed, just like Yuan Luyu seemed to be squeezed out of the evil eye.
Then a huge suction force came from the evil eye, and this guy actually wanted to assimilate Yunmo and sacrifice it.
The corner of Yun Mo's mouth raised slightly, and he said: "It's enough to let you come, but you still want to dominate with a broken eye?"
Yun Mo's ghost hand burst out with dazzling black and red light, beating like a real demon's heart. The devouring power erupted from the ghost hand began to crazily devour the god-worshiping power in the evil eye.
"Give me back Zaoyou's life!" Yunmo roared angrily. Under the huge devouring power, the blood lines all over Zaoyou's body began to shrink gradually and began to shrink back towards the evil eye.
"It hurts, it hurts!" Zayou couldn't bear it any longer and started to move around.
"You just have to bear with it a little longer, and you'll be fine soon." Youla glanced at Yun Mo, who had a serious face, and said to Zaoyou in a panic.
"I can't bear it anymore." Zaoyou cried with a sad face, tears kept falling, and her expression was very painful.
Yun Mo could understand, after all, Zaoyou was his closest subordinate, and no one else would be able to bear this situation.
"Be good, you'll be fine soon." Yun Mo said softly, and a solemn look appeared on his face at this time.
The evil eye possessing Zaoyou actually started torturing the host. This was not good, Yun Mo cursed in his heart.
Yunmo controlled the ghost hand and used the power of devouring to separate the evil eye from Zaoyou's body.
This process was extremely painful. Zaoyu fainted from the pain, woke up again from the pain, and fainted again after a while.
Although this curse appears vivid, it is just a dead object, not as good as a living person.
Under Yun Mo's control, almost all of the God-worshiping power contained in the evil eye was absorbed by him.
Seeing that the evil eye curse was about to be wiped out, it suddenly turned into a black mist and rushed towards Yula who was playing the bone whistle on the side.
How could Yun Mo let it succeed? With a flash of black light, the Yan Demon Sword burning with black flames appeared in his hand. The blade that could cut through space cut through the black mist of Chongshen, just like a hot knife cutting through oil.
The fog melted away instantly.
"Is it solved?" Yula asked. She was happy when she saw that there was no trace of the curse on Zaoyu's body at this time.
Yun Mo nodded. At this time, Zaoyou had fainted from the pain. He covered her with the quilt to prevent Zaoyou from catching a cold in such cold weather.
Yun Mo sat on the side panting heavily. He had spent too much energy just now, but he had gained a lot. The power of worshiping the gods personally given by Yuanlu Yu was so huge that Yun Mo couldn't fully digest it for a while.
Yunmo rested here, while Youla continued to play songs on the bone flute to help Zaoyou relieve the pain. Yunmo looked at Youla's focused profile and felt warm in his heart.
"Come here." Yunmo said to Youla.
Youla raised her head and looked at Yun Mo in confusion. Before she could react, she heard Yun Mo say: "Give me your hand."
"What?" Yura asked in confusion.
Yun Mo did not answer her, but stretched out his hand to grab Youla's right hand, and then held her white palm with his ghostly hand under Youla's surprised gaze.
"ah!"
Youla was shocked, because Yunmo's ghost hand gave Youla a strange feeling, a numb and absorbing feeling came to her forehead, making her whole body soft and limp, without any strength.
"You touched that eye just now when you were taking off Zaoyu's clothes. Yours was also infected with Chongshen. It should be better now, right?"
Yun Mo let go of Youla's little hand, which was why Yun Mo didn't let her take off Zaoyou's clothes in the first place. If the power of worshiping gods is too serious, it will be contagious.
"Well, I feel much better already." Youla said with a blushing face.
Only now did she realize that she had been taken advantage of by Yun Mo just now. This damn man actually used this excuse to take advantage of her!
Even if you directly say that you want to touch your hand, you won't refuse.