Sir, don't shoot! [Quick Transmigration]

Feng Wangyin absorbed the only demon energy left in Tan Qijia's body, broke the chain in turn, and brought Tan Qijia to Shishi Hot Spring to practice double cultivation.

It was seven days after the two stepped out of the stone chamber again.

During this period, Xiangliu has also returned to Dongfu.

On that day Tan Qijia came back from Xiaozong of Ming Dynasty with injuries on his body and could barely support him.In desperation, Xiangliu went out to find healing herbs for him.

Unexpectedly, after returning to the cave, there was no one in the hall and study room, only waves of demonic energy came from the stone room, accompanied by screams and groans that made people blush.

Xiangliu pinched her ears and blushed after only listening for a moment.

The voice that came from across the stone room should be the master's voice, it sounded like he was in great pain, but it sounded like joy when he carefully discerned it.

Xiangliu was very confused, and wanted to break in directly to check several times, but her intuition told her that if she did this, she might break something terrible.She had no choice but to stay obediently in the outer hall, sitting cross-legged, exhaling and practicing Qi, and barely calmed down.

Even though she was young and ignorant of human affairs, after listening to it for a long time, she gradually realized that the sound coming from the stone room was the sound of happiness.

Maybe the master found a cauldron for himself, so that he can absorb the true energy and heal his wounds?Although Master has always disdained dual cultivation of exercises, he may be willing to force himself to do so at critical moments.

But if she continued to listen, she always felt that something was wrong. There was no female voice coming from inside, and the master's voice sounded like... the passive one?

Filled with doubts, Xiangliu waited anxiously for seven days in a row, and finally waited until there was movement at the door of the stone room.

She hurriedly got up and hurried over, spying around the corner of the corridor.I saw the stone door opened, a tall and handsome man came out, holding another person in his arms, it was her master.

Master's hand hangs down feebly, as if he has lost consciousness.She was wearing a wet single-clothes, and there were many bluish-purple marks on her uncovered shoulders and legs.

Although he was unconscious, his breathing was smooth and steady, and the magic energy around him was circulating. Compared with the state he had just returned from Ming Xiaozong, it was better at 01:30.

Seeing the man carrying his master into the bedroom, Xiang Liukong had a lot of questions waiting to be answered, but he didn't dare to ask questions rashly, he just hid in the corner of the corridor and struggled endlessly.

The man seemed to be aware of her presence, turned his head to stare at her, and smiled.Holding Tan Qijia in his arms, he disappeared behind the door.

Xiangliu stood there stupidly, a sudden sense of crisis made her understand that it would be better for her not to ask anything, and it would be better to pretend she hadn't even seen the scene just now.

Anyway, Master didn't seem to have suffered any damage from that man's hands, and his body has recovered a lot. She shouldn't be blamed for letting her go.

Now it seems that the herbal medicine that nourishes the vital energy she found from other places is temporarily unnecessary.Since the master is fine, it is not an option to continue to stay in the hall and listen to the corner.

Xiangliu thought for a while, turned his heels, and resolutely left the cave again.

This time she still intends to search for herbs, find some medicinal materials that nourish yang and invigorate the kidney, the more the better.

In the bedroom.

Tan Qijia was put on the bed, still groggy, weak and unable to move.

Feng Wangyin covered him with a clean quilt, stroked the wet hair on his temples, and secretly sighed in his heart that he seemed to have gone too far this time.

After about half a cup of tea, Tan Qijia woke up slowly.

As soon as he woke up, he saw his senior brother sitting on the edge of the bed and looking at him. He was still wearing a jade-colored Taoist robe and had a handsome face.It's just that the corners of the eyes and the brows have washed away the dusty temperament before, and are a little more unrestrained.

"Brother," he said in a nasty voice, "you've become possessed..."

Feng Wangyin nodded and smiled.

In the thin line between immortals and demons, where there is attachment, demons will arise.

In the past, in order to prove the way of heaven, he did not give birth to ordinary thoughts.Now after several disturbances, Tan Qijia finally became his obsession.

Tan Qijia stared at each other, feeling that apart from the very different temperament, there seemed to be something different.

After a long while, he tentatively asked softly, "Sir...!?"

Feng Wangyin didn't question or refute, he tilted his head, and the smile on his lips deepened.If it weren't for the different clothes on his body, his movements and expressions at this moment would look exactly like Xie Yu's.

The expected system prompt sounded: "Mission target Feng Wangyin, the current synchronization rate is 90%."

Sure enough, when the synchronization rate was high enough, Xie Yu's consciousness recovered in advance.

Han Mo thought of the absurdity of the two of them in the past few days, and then thought of his bewildered lines, and suddenly didn't know what expression to use to face Xie Yu.He pulled up the quilt to cover his head and face, determined to escape from reality.

"Don't hide," Xie Yu rubbed his head through the quilt, and said softly, "The mission is not completed yet, your role deviation is beyond tolerance."

Han Mo reluctantly showed his face, his eyes blinked, his eyelashes fluttered, but he was still tongue-tied and speechless.

"Do you need S999 to prompt you?" Xie Yu smiled and kissed the corner of his lips.

The courage that Han Mo had finally mustered up collapsed again, and he shrank back into the bed like a little turtle.

He covered his head, his heart was beating like a drum, and his thoughts were chaotic.

Did the officer kiss him just now?Is it due to the needs of the task role?Or did S999 give Xie Yu some instructions?

Having said that, the current synchronization rate is only 90%, what can I do to achieve [-]%?Does he have to come with the officer a few more times?Although every cell in my body is shouting that I am happy, but my heart is so cowardly, what should I do if I am rejected by the chief?

There was a boundless small theater in his mind, but Han Mo didn't realize it. His thoughts of worrying about gain and loss were exactly the same as Tan Qijia's mentality when facing Feng Wangyin.

"Junior Brother," Xie Yu threw off the quilt and teased, "If you keep hiding like this, the synchronization rate will stop here for the rest of your life."

"Then...then what should I do?" Han Mo asked helplessly, covering his face.

"It's only a matter of time before the character's synchronization rate increases, but you can't keep avoiding me." Xie Yu pinched his face, and said helplessly, "Do you know the ending of the character's original owner in this time and space?"

Han Mo shook his head. Since he crossed, he has been in a hurry just to complete one incident after another, and has no time to care about the original direction of the world.

Seeing his bewildered face, Xie Yu said slowly: "Tan Qijia tried to assassinate Feng Wangyin, but he softened for a moment and avoided the crucial point. Feng Wangyin was seriously injured, so he returned to the sect to recuperate without mentioning it. Tan Qijia When Jia returned to the cave, her inner demons became more intense, and she suffered internal injuries during her training. Not long after, Jiang Yuxin came to seek revenge with her disciples, and Tan Qijia was under the siege of everyone, her cultivation was completely damaged, and her soul was scattered."

Han Mo was taken aback when he heard that.Originally, after he completed the task of a single time and space, he had to get the incident back on track, but according to Xie Yu's narration, Feng Wangyin and Tan Qijia never had the chance to meet again until their death.

"I haven't finished yet," Xie Yu patted the back of his hand reassuringly, "Feng Wangyin found the news and went to Tan Qijia's cave to investigate despite the obstruction of the sect elders. I got the aura of my junior brother."

It turned out that when Tan Qijia died, a family in the mountain happened to give birth to a dead baby. The baby's body was placed in a wooden basket and flowed down the river.

Tan Qijia's soul flew away, just attached to the baby.

"If the calculation of the system is correct, the baby will be born two days later." Xie Yu said.

Han Mo breathed a sigh of relief. It seems that the original owner's original ending was not entirely a tragedy.It's just that if they didn't intervene, they would be entangled for two consecutive lives, and they don't know when they would have to wait until the relationship would really blossom and bear fruit.

After Han Mo's current body was seriously injured, his natal magic weapon was damaged again and again.Although he received treatment and recuperation in time, his foundation has been shaken, and even if he continues to practice in the future, it will be difficult to make further progress.

It would be a good thing for the original owner if he could get a new body and embark on the road of cultivation again.

three days later.

Xiangliu returned to the cave, and was surprised to find that Master's aura had completely disappeared.

Could it be that she was mistaken, that the man before really plotted against him, and the master was killed within a few days of her going out?

She searched all over the cave, bravely broke into the master's bedroom, and saw a sarcophagus in the middle of the room, Tan Qijia was lying in the sarcophagus, eyes closed, with a peaceful expression.

The herbs in Xiangliu's hand were scattered on the ground.

Before she could get sentimental, she felt a powerful aura behind her, and a sense of oppression rose from the soles of her feet, making her scalp numb.

Could this person be the murderer who killed Master, and now he wants to kill her as well?

She swallowed, and turned her body stiffly back a little bit.

The man who had appeared outside the stone room earlier was standing behind her, holding a... a baby in his arms?

The little baby was neither crying nor fussing, a pair of bright black pupils looked at her non-stop, and she always felt that those eyes looked inexplicably familiar.

"May I ask the Demon Lord Gao's name, why did you come here?" Her voice was trembling, and she asked fearfully.

"My name is Feng Wangyin, and I'm your teacher." The man laughed, and stuffed the infant baby into her arms. "Come and meet your master."

huh huh?

Xiangliu looked down at the little baby in her arms, her look and expression were exactly the same as when Tan Qijia disliked her for being incompetent!

Could it be her master?

"Master... that... would you like some porridge?" Xiangliu asked tremblingly.

The little baby snorted, seemingly noncommittal.

"When the porridge is finished, pack it up quickly, we have to move to another place." Feng Wangyin's voice came from outside the door, ordering as a matter of course.

Xiangliu responded repeatedly, feeling as if he had gained another master out of thin air,... no, it was his wife.

Nonsence!It's Master.

A few days later, Tong Qimai, who had been thinking about Feng Wangyin, finally persuaded the elder to let him lead the mountain guard disciples all the way to Tan Qijia's cave.On the surface, it is to clear up the sect for Ming Xiaozong, but in fact, it is to cut the grass and roots, to ensure that Feng Wangyin has no chance to return to the sect.

Unexpectedly, when a group of people came to the cave, they saw that the building was empty and there was silence.The only thing that can be called a harvest is a small wordless tablet in the backyard, whose name I don't know.

The disciples looked at each other in blank dismay, Tong Qimai rushed back to the sect in desperation, without mentioning it.

Over the next ten years, the title of Mingyi Demon Lord was gradually forgotten.When it comes to Ming Xiaozong's Dharma protector, everyone only knows about Tong Qimai, not Feng Wangyin.

In the mountains and forests thousands of miles away from Ming Xiaozong, there are two more demon cultivators and a purple python spirit, among the clouds and waters, they only ask about the wind and the moon, but do not know honor or disgrace.

The author has something to say: Thank you Qigu for the grenade, and the epileptic little demon fairy. The little fairy has gone down to earth. Xenike. Anonymous. Hu Shuangxi. //

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The next chapter will change the world ^O^