Stay with me, I rely on the childbearing system to get pregnant and dote on me alone

Cha Jiu came back after receiving a mission from the master of Wuji Hall.

Massacre Qianji Pavilion.

After walking out of the main hall, the servants in green clothes and Xuanyi on the road stopped to salute her.

The system suddenly said: "Xuan Canglan's favorability has dropped, and it is now minus 20.00%."

"...Negative number." Cha Jiu was speechless, "It seems that he is beginning to awaken his memory."

System: "Congratulations, you have taken on a new challenge."

Cha Jiu: "Where is he now?"

Following the system's navigation, Chajiu quickly found where Xuan Canglan lived.

She frowned and pushed open the rickety wooden door, looking around. In the simple room, Xuan Canglan fainted in the haystack in the corner.

He was still holding the bottle of medicine she gave him tightly in his arms.

Cha Jiu checked his injuries and pulse.

It's normal. I don't have a fever. It's just that I may be malnourished and a little weak.

Chajiu exchanged a bottle of nutritional potion and trace element potion from the system and fed it to Xuan Canglan.

She turned to look at the wound on his foot that had only a thin layer of medicine on it, and sighed softly.

"What's the use of applying so much medicine..."

She muttered, and with great effort, she pulled out the bottle of medicine from Xuan Canglan's hand and poured the whole bottle on it.

This top-quality wound medicine can not only heal wounds quickly, but also relieve pain.

In Wuji Hall, only the left and right guardians are equipped with such good things.

Even the waiter in white can only use the healing medicine that is effective but extremely irritating.

Sure enough, after the medicine took effect, Xuan Canglan's frown relaxed.

Chajiu moved him into a good position, then pulled some quilts from the big bunk and covered him.

Xuan Canglan was in a daze, as if he saw the figure in Xuanyi coming and going.

He thought it was hallucination.

But when he woke up, the medicine on his feet and the quilt on his body told him that this was not an illusion.

That person really came.

At this time, Xuan Canglan's eyes were already glowing with blood, and his brows were filled with sinisterness and coldness.

The reborn soul was even better, and he temporarily took control of the body.

However, the ontological consciousness still exists.

Xuan Canglan, the main body: "Wow, Protector Zuo came here to see my injury! She even applied medicine to me and covered me with a quilt."

The voice of the main body exists in my mind at the same time, and it keeps speaking in this spineless tone.

The reborn Xuan Canglan was so noisy that his temples twitched, and he said impatiently: "No matter how nice she is to you now, she will throw you into the Poison Pond in the future to refine your body for Xuan Baiyu. Please wake up."

This kind of behavior gives people a little hope, but completely pushes people into despair.

It is far more hurtful than ignoring and hating bullying from beginning to end.

Save me from the shallows, drown me from the abyss.

Ah.

It was already dark at this time, and Xuan Canglan's contemporaries in gray clothes finished their training and returned to their residence.

One of them saw that the quilt on his bed was covering Xuan Canglan, and he was furious: "You bitch, how dare you steal my quilt!"

He was worried that he had nowhere to vent the suffocation he was holding in the training dungeon!

Let’s see if he doesn’t beat Xuan Canglan half to death today!

The menacing Hui Yi walked toward Xuan Canglan with all his might.

Xuan Canglan's eyes were indifferent, and he sat calmly against the wall, holding a piece of hay in his hand.

In his last life, he worked day and night and spent decades studying all the top martial arts.

These things are deeply ingrained in his mind.

Even though his current body does not have enough internal strength, dealing with Xiao Huiyi is like an elephant crushing an ant.

For example, when he threw the seemingly soft piece of hay in his hand...

It can shoot through the throat of the person in front of you.

At the critical moment, a waiter in green clothes came in.

After looking around for a week, he walked straight towards Xuan Canglan and handed him a box in his hand.

"This is what Lord Protector Zuo asked me to pass on to you."

Xuan Canglan opened it, and there were more than a dozen bottles of top-quality wound medicine inside.

Not only the men in gray clothes at the same time, but also the attendants in green clothes were very surprised.

He looked at Xuan Canglan suspiciously and asked, "What is your relationship with Lord Protector Zuo?"

Although Xuan Canglan was also surprised, his face didn't show any signs of it.

He raised his eyes, and his eyes, as dark as the abyss, looked at the green-robed servant with a sense of oppression: "You and I have no right to interfere with the Lord Protector's affairs."

In his previous life, Xuan Canglan was the sharpest sword in Wuji Palace and the most outstanding death warrior.

Although he only holds the position of Xuanyi Shi, his strength far exceeds that of any white-clothed Shi.

Not to mention Wuji Palace, even the entire world was frightened by him.

Even the master of the Wuji Palace has never really been in his eyes, and there is only one person who can make him surrender from the beginning to the end.

Having been in a high position for a long time, he can make people tremble with fear with just one look.

Such a sense of oppression has been integrated into the bones, and it is difficult to cover up even if he is reborn.

Therefore, the moment the waiter in green looked at him, he almost had the illusion that his soul was trembling and he wanted to kneel down.

How could a little guy in gray clothes have such eyes?

The waiter in green clothes felt that something was wrong, so he quickly packed up his things and walked out.

At the same time, the people in gray clothes saw the servant in green clothes leaving silently, took another look at the box in Xuan Canglan's hand, and came to a conclusion -

It's better not to provoke Xuan Canglan.

After all, he was the one who could make Protector Zuo deliver medicine.

"Are you still fighting?" Xuan Canglan looked at Hui Yi who was standing in front of him.

Hui Yi climbed back onto the bed in embarrassment, not daring to ask for the quilt back.

The drafty residence suddenly became quiet.

Xuan Canglan lowered his head and stroked the box with his fingertips, thoughtfully.

different.

This life is very different.

He still remembered that he fell into the Poison Pond in his last life and she rescued him directly.

But in this life, she went to great lengths to give him a choice and let him step on the lotus to lead him up.

Moreover, he secretly visited him and sent someone to bring him medicine for his injuries.

The voice of the original body Xuan Canglan began to appear again, with emotion: "Master Zuo is paying attention to me. She is not what you said. She only treats me as a fallen leaf on the roadside and an ant on the soles of my feet."

Xuan Canglan closed his eyes and recited the conversation silently: "You only have my memory, but you haven't personally experienced the pain and despair, so naturally you still have hope for her."

Those days of betrayal and imprisonment.

He dared not forget it for a moment.

……

Chajiu saw Xuan Canglan again seven days later.

She was going to carry out the mission of massacring Qianji Pavilion, and she had to choose the team members to carry out the mission among the three dead soldiers.

When she was choosing a waiter in green clothes, she saw Xuan Canglan at a glance among a group of people.

She was a little surprised.

In just seven days, Xuan Canglan had climbed from an unknown person in gray clothes to the position of a servant in green clothes.

Xuan Canglan lowered his head, but saw the familiar black clothes coming in front of him.

Cha Jiu praised: "I knew you would become a Qingyi Attendant, but I didn't expect it to be so soon."

The real body Xuan Canglan was very excited: "Master Protector Zuo recognizes me!"

There was a lot of noise in my head.

Xuan Canglan's expression was calm.

He raised his head and looked directly at this familiar face that was as beautiful as a flower from hell and had once led him to the abyss.

He smiled and said: "I never dare to live up to your expectations."

System: "Oh, the favorability is minus 20.00% five."

Chajiu's face didn't change: "It's just you, follow me on the mission."

Xuan Canglan nodded: "Yes, sir."

……

Qianji Pavilion is a know-it-all character in the world.

It relies on buying and selling information to serve various forces and earn commissions.

On weekdays, Qianji Pavilion and Wuji Hall have always been in harmony with each other.

However, recently, the mission information of Wuji Hall has been leaked frequently, causing a group of dead soldiers to be ambushed by the decent, and the entire army was annihilated.

The captured decent disciple revealed that the source of the information was Qianji Pavilion. The palace master was furious and ordered the massacre of Qianji Pavilion without leaving a single person behind.

In this operation, almost half of Wuji Hall's dead soldiers went on a mission.

Chajiu thought she would be somewhat involved in this mission, but it turned out that she only had to sit on a sedan chair covered by a translucent curtain throughout the whole process, quietly waiting for the results of the massacre of the three dead soldiers.

An hour later.

The mission is over.

Cha Jiu and the system sighed: "Oh my God, it is indeed a demon sect. The killing efficiency is very high."

System: "Your role is to be a supervisory foreman."

Cha Jiu thinks it’s pretty good.

She's not really interested in killing people.

A servant in white came forward and reported: "Master Protector Zuo, the massacre in Qianji Pavilion has been completed. According to your instructions, the master of the pavilion is left alone to question."

The maids standing on both sides of the sedan opened the curtains.

Chajiu wanted to step out of the sedan, but blood flowed on the ground, and she subconsciously took her foot back.

Among the crowd, a handsome and elegant-looking waiter in green clothes came forward, knelt on the ground, unfolded the robe in front of him, covered the blood stains, and paved the way for Cha Jiu.

"My lord, please step on your robes and walk." There was a faint smile on his face, as warm as a clear spring.

This person is Xuan Baiyu.

Xuan Canglan pulled out the sword from the disciple of Qianji Pavilion and watched this scene coldly.