Buddhist master [Quick Transmigration]

Wuzheng swallowed nervously in front of West, and greeted him dryly, "Prince."

West looked at him suspiciously and asked, "Why are you here? What are you here for?"

Wu Zheng was too nervous, couldn't think of a reason, he hesitated and said: "I, I..."

Something bad happened.

West must have suspected them.

Coming to the home of someone with the opposite opinion at such a time, no matter how you look at it, they are here to do some unruly things.

West stared at him, eyes full of reproach: "You're here for Light? What do you want to do to him?"

Wu Zheng felt that something was wrong, so he made up a random reason: "I did come to look for Light, but things are different from what you think."

He cleared his throat and said sincerely, "I'm here to talk to him."

With a look of astonishment on his face, West said, "This time?"

Wu Zheng turned against the guest and said, "Prince, what are you doing here at this time?"

West said: "It's different, I'm friends with him..."

"Come to find his friend after he fell asleep?" Wu Zheng said, feeling weird, and the next sentence slipped out involuntarily, "What do you want to do to him?"

West: "..."

The prince became annoyed and said, "It's not what you think!"

He ran out of patience, and stretched out his hand to push Wuzheng: "Get out of the way, I'll go and see him. White didn't do anything to him, did he?"

Wu Zheng grabbed the opponent's hand, the prince walked left and he also went left, and the prince walked right and he also went right, just not giving way.He was coming tonight for once and for all, and the prince could not be interrupted.

He said seriously: "Your Highness West, what you just said has already constituted slander, please apologize to White..."

West frantically said, "If you don't do anything, you let me in!"

Wu Zheng said: "Your Highness, you have to trust me, there is really nothing wrong..."

In the middle of his speech, there was a scream in the room.

Light's voice was shriller than a woman's, as if he had encountered something terrible, and he yelled continuously for a full ten seconds.

Immediately afterwards, he cried out in tears: "No, no, don't..."

Before Wuzheng's hypocritical peace unfolded, it was severely torn apart by this scream.

West was so anxious that he almost drew his sword, and stared at Wu Zheng viciously: "Will you let me in?"

Wu Zheng had nothing to say, so he could only make way for the other party, West stopped looking at him, and pulled open the door of Light's bedroom with all his strength, and just took a step forward before falling hard into it.

Wu Zheng was taken aback, looked down, and saw the bedroom was surrounded by black mist, and there were faint lightning and thunder below.

The demon king made of black mist had a little white face, and smiled at Wu Zheng.

At his feet, Light hugged his companion who died tragically in the dream, weeping and crying, and West entered the dream, and immediately had a set of shining golden equipment, blocking Light in front of him.

The dream has materialized.

Wu Zheng took a step forward, his body spread out immediately, black scales wrapped around his ankles and spread over his body, his wings stretched to the sky, he swung his tail vigorously, and swooped down.

When the brave Light saw his own black dragon, a glimmer of hope appeared in his eyes, and he said, "Dark is back!"

The hero's friend from heaven, West, shouted in front of him: "Be careful! That's not a companion!"

The black dragon Wuzheng swooped down, sprayed a scorching dragon's breath on the ground, landed on the top of the castle under Light's hopeful gaze, and rubbed against the Black Mist Demon King.

The Black Mist Demon King gathered in one place, turned into a human form, and turned into a cute boy with red lips and white teeth.He knelt on the head of the black dragon, leaned over and kissed the black dragon and said, "Dark, you are back with me. I know that only you will always be by my side."

The black dragon Wuzheng blushed in a way that no one could see, and breathed out the dragon's breath shyly, almost burning Light, who was unwilling to give up, to ashes.

With a look of despair on his face, Light hugged his companion who died tragically and shouted: "Dark! Did you lie to me before? From the beginning, you were the devil's man... a dragon?"

Wu Zheng didn't know the previous plot at all, so he had no choice but to talk nonsense: "Of course, I lied to you from the beginning, otherwise why would you, a brave man with no strengths, have a different view from a giant dragon like me? Have you noticed that every time you When you encounter difficulties, you rely on me to solve them in the end? Otherwise, how could you thieves and vagrants defeat the Demon King? It was all because the Demon King was bored and wanted to play a game, so you stood on the stage."

White whispered in Wuzheng's ear: "Dark, quickly attack him short."

Wu Zheng: "..."

He knew that the little devil was very vengeful.

He bit the bullet and said, "A dwarf like you can only be used as a toy!"

Light was critically hit, his face was pale, and he almost passed out.

West rushed over wearing golden equipment and shouted loudly: "Devil King, don't be presumptuous! Gather the power of the entire country, do you think you can escape?"

White sat on the dragon's head, and said leisurely: "If I am serious, no matter how many people there are, can you beat me?"

He limply grasped Wu Zheng's scales, and wrote lightly: "You are bullying me because of my soft heart."

West couldn't stand it anymore, and rushed over with a yell.

His sword in the lake was blessed by fairies and inlaid with seven world gems; his armor was forged by a legendary blacksmith who finally jumped into the forging furnace to complete the final smelting; his helmet was cast from extraterrestrial meteorites; There are heavenly feathers on his shoes; lover's kisses on his bracelets; he carries countless healing potions.

He has no reason to lose.

Prince West stepped on the air and approached White step by step.

Wu Zheng's head was lifted up following his movements until his eyes could no longer catch the opponent's figure.

West was shining all over, he was only one step away from White, he raised his sword, and slashed towards the White Demon King.

White raised his hand and waved casually.

With a scream, West flew out bloodied and fell headlong into the pile of bones in the Demon King's territory.

White murmured: "Fool, I really think those rags are useful."

Light trembled all over, woke up, crawled over to embrace West on all fours, and shouted: "West, West!"

He turned his head, looked at the unharmed dragon and demon king, and murmured: "This is impossible..."

Wuzheng whispered to White: "It's almost there. I don't think he will wake up thinking about fighting the devil all day long."

White said, "Well... wait, I've already figured out the ending."

He jumped off the dragon's head, landed in front of Light, walked up to meet the other's hateful eyes, and smiled coldly: "I don't like killing people."

He said softly, "You asked for this."

Light suddenly found that the world in front of him was tilted.

No, it wasn't the world tilted, it was his neck that was broken.

Not only the neck, but every joint on his body was turned upside down, like a big puppet played by a child, crumpled into a ball in a weird way, the bone pierced the skin bag, and watched his internal organs flow out.

He opened his mouth to scream, but he couldn't. Dark red blood flowed from his mouth, and there were small black things rolling in the blood.

Bugs, bugs.

The worm crawled out along his blood and climbed onto his body. He opened his eyes wide and felt that he was being eaten up bit by bit by the worm...

A snap of fingers.

****

Light snapped his eyes open and saw the bedroom roof.

He wiped his face with his hand and found that it was full of tears.

West strode to his bed, worried: "It's all right!"

Light said after a while: "It's okay. It's just a, a... nightmare."

He looked from afar and saw two other people, wondering: "Why are they here?"

Wu Zheng embraced White, raised his hand and said, "His Royal Highness Prince West brought us here."

West frowned and said, "Well...that's right. Actually, I'm here this time to talk to you about attacking the devil, but it seems that it's not suitable to talk about it now, so forget it. Let's talk about it later."

Hearing the word "devil king", Light's face reflexively revealed a look of fear.

He gripped the quilt tightly with his hands, chattering his teeth, "No need."

West was taken aback: "What?"

"No more fights." Light said, "No more fights with the devil. Never again."

West was stunned and said, "You didn't say that before. Why, why did you suddenly change your mind?"

Light said, "Stop asking!"

His face was pale, and the doll's face was full of tears, like a weak baby.

Wu Zheng whispered: "West, can I go first?"

West said: "Well, let's go." He looked at Light and said, "Wait for me, I'll send them out."

Light pulled his nightcap down and whispered, "Mmm."

****

Wuzheng pulled White out, and West sent them to the door.

Before Wu Zheng left, he couldn't help but ask, "Are you and Light...?"

"It's not what you think, just good friends." West was a little anxious.Although he doesn't remember what happened in the dream, he still has a vague impression of being powerless. Seeing Wu Zheng and White is inexplicably displeasing to the eye.

White's eyes changed slightly, and he tugged at the corner of Wu Zheng's clothes.Wuzheng bowed his head and kissed him, saying goodbye to West.

On the way back, the little devil asked softly: "Is my dream just a little too much?"

Wu Zheng hugged him tightly and asked, "Where is it too much?"

"Light shouldn't have been treated that way," White said. "He's liked as much as I am."

Wu Zheng kissed him, and the smile on his face widened: "Little Devil King, you are sympathizing with him."

White: "Sympathy?"

"Well, humans are sympathetic."

White tilted his head and thought for a while, then shook his head: "I don't understand. However, there is indeed a very warm feeling in the chest...Dark!"

"Ok?"

White hugged Wuzheng's waist tightly, and said coquettishly, "I like you so much."

Wu Zheng hugged him back: "How much do you like it?"

"I like it so much... I want to take you to every dream and reality of mine. I also like it so much... um!" White had already been deeply kissed before he finished speaking.

After West sent the two away, he didn't rush into the house.

He looked at the backs of the two leaving, and suddenly felt a subtle sense of déjà vu while envious.

After a moment of dizziness, a picture flashed in his mind. It was him wearing armor and pointing a sword at White.

And what he called White was—

Devil.