[Quick Transmigration] White-eyed Wolf Cultivation System

"Master... tell me, how should I treat you well?"

In Luo Yunzhou's eyes fixed on him, the black pupils formed a strange vertical line.

Xie Ci's palms were sweating coldly, behind him was the unavoidable dilapidated house, and in front of him was Luo Yunzhou pressing on every step of the way.

[System system! 】

【system! 】

[081? ! 】

Oh shit!

Xie Ci used his knees to think and knew that he must not retreat now.

Although his winning rate against Shang Luo Yunzhou is undoubtedly 0%, but...

Lao Tzu's late festival... I have to protect it even if I die!

Xie Ci gritted his teeth, and resolutely rushed towards Luo Yunzhou with his sword.

Luo Yunzhou twitched the corners of his lips, raised his hand without avoiding it, and a ball of dark devilish energy directly wrapped around the sword, Xie Ci's hand suddenly lightened, and the bright sword body shattered into powder in the blink of an eye.

This fucking is okay? !

Cold sweat broke out on the forehead of Xie Ci. His natal spirit sword, Yao Guangjian, was abolished by Luo Yunzhou before, which directly severely injured the Yuanshen. Now he can't even condense a Yuanshen sword!

Xie Ci had no choice but to resist with moves without spiritual power, waiting for an opportunity to find a gap to escape.However, his current strength is not on the same level as Luo Yunzhou's at all. After pushing and exchanging dozens of tricks, Luo Yunzhou was able to handle it with ease, even a little lazy and careless, and the hostility on his face gradually turned into a smile with no clear meaning.

Honestly, the beast deceives me, I can't have the same knowledge as the beast, I can't have the same knowledge...

Fight and fight, where does your hand greet you? !

Damn, this little bastard is just teasing him!

Xie Ci gritted his teeth: "Luo Yunzhou!"

Luo Yunzhou smiled, and scratched the side of his neck with his fingers.

Xie Ci's whole body trembled, and a chill shot up from his tailbone that made his scalp tingle.

When he was strangled again, Xie Ci was almost desperate.

"Master..."

Luo Yunzhou loosened his fingers, wrapped him in his arms very intimately, and bit his Adam's apple.

***

When he opened his eyes, the pain in every part of his body was like a tsunami, especially in an unspeakable place... Xie Ci immediately woke up with tremors.

He blinked slowly, his eyeballs sore like rusty bearings.

The body has been cleaned, but there are bruises and tooth marks all over the body, which can be described as miserable.Xie Ci wanted to prop up his arms, but fell back with a muffled grunt.

His arm was removed by Luo Yunzhou last night. Although it was put back on later, it still hurts badly when he moved it.

He was the only one in the huge room, and Xie Ci struggled to wrap up the brocade quilt tightly, trying to relax his sore muscles.

His lips were bitten bloody, and he stared at him without realizing it.

He didn't even have the strength to fight against Luo Yunzhou.

... A shitty system, a shitty son of luck!

Omnipotent, unrivaled, and destined to be on top of the world.Should such people really exist in the world?

Luck?Heaven?

What is the way of heaven?What is luck?What the hell is the system!

Why does he keep going back and forth in these worlds?

Heavens!

When these four words appeared in my mind, a burst of severe pain suddenly hit, and the headache seemed to be split open by someone.

Xie Ci was dripping with cold sweat, and his entire face turned pale instantly.

[Host, please pay attention to your mental state,] the serious voice of the system suddenly sounded, 【Your current mental threshold is very unstable. 】

Xie Ci closed his eyes and smiled, 【Are you finally willing to come out? 】

The system was silent for a few seconds, and said hesitantly: [For events that have more than 50% possibility of future development, I can't interfere... Sorry. 】

I don't want to say a word of thanks.

Not long after, he fell asleep in a daze again.

He fell asleep and woke up intermittently, and became more and more tired.

Occasionally he would see Luo Yunzhou when he was awake, but seeing that face would be better than not seeing it, he would rather pass out.

The body was worn out too much.Back then, he spent 200 years of cultivation for Luo Yunzhou and couldn't get it back. Afterwards, he kept getting injured, each time getting worse. Yaoguang Sword Break directly and severely damaged his Lingfu and Yuanshen... Luo Yun Europe's coercion became the last straw that broke the camel's back.

Rong Zheng won't live for a few years.This body is like a candle that is about to burn to the end, with only the last sliver of light lingering on.

Xie Ci didn't know that Luo Yunzhou was not clear about his physical condition, but he finally opened his eyes after another long darkness, Luo Yunzhou's pale face and bloodshot eyes successfully pleased him.

Luo Yunzhou leaned forward as if wanting to touch his face, halfway outstretched his hand and retracted it.

"Master," Luo Yunzhou whispered in his ear, "You...can you hear me?"

Xie Ci didn't speak or look at him, his eyes were empty.

Luo Yunzhou blinked helplessly, and said in a low voice: "I...Master, you...I was wrong, I-I knew I was wrong, Master, I..."

"Kunlun...is he still there?" Xie Ci interrupted him suddenly.

Luo Yunzhou's eyelids trembled, and he subconsciously held Xie Ci's hand that had fallen outside the brocade quilt.That hand was as cold as ice, as pale as snow, and as thin as bones.

This hand once taught him to hold a pen and hold a sword, and taught him how to behave in the world.

And how did he "repay" it?

That Jiuyi was right, the master has only taught a white-eyed wolf all these years.

Xie Ci froze, and was about to pull out his hand, but Luo Yunzhou let go first.

"Yes," he said quickly, "Master, I never thought of destroying Kunlun, I..."

He stopped suddenly because the master's eyes were closed again.

Luo Yunzhou held his breath, approached cautiously, and finally heard his slow and weak heartbeat.

It is so light that it seems that it will disappear with the wind at any time, but it is still there after all.

Luo Yunzhou stroked Xie Ci's loose long hair with trembling hands, and said to himself: "Master, you will not die, I will not let you die."

***

When Xie Ci regained consciousness, his whole body felt light and light. In front of him was the vast dark blue space, and he was actually in his own sea of ​​consciousness.

A cyan figure stood in the middle of the deep sea, and the long snow-white hair was dim and withered, dragging to the ground.

Xie Ci's heart skipped a beat, "... Jiuyi?"

His back moved and turned towards him, his white hair slid away from his thin shoulders, revealing a face that was almost transparent, and the cinnabar mole at the corner of his left eye was so red that it seemed to be burning.

"Finally woke up," Jiuyi narrowed his golden eyes, with a disgusted expression on his face, "Just now I was thinking, if you don't wake up, I won't wait."

"You...what's wrong with your hair?" Xie Ci forced a smile, "Is killing Matt white popular now?"

Jiuyi sighed, sat down where he was, and waved to him, "Trash Dim Sum, come here."

Xie Ci shook his head, gritted his teeth to control the trembling in his voice, "I don't, come here."

"Tsk, you kid, you are not stupid at all when you should be stupid." Jiuyi smiled, and sat still, "Since you can see it, please be considerate of the old man."

Under the blue robe, his legs were missing.

Xie Ci felt sore and sore eyes, he walked over and hugged Jiuyi in his arms.

Only when he got closer did he realize that those golden eyes were out of focus and foggy.

He involuntarily hugged Jiuyi tightly.

"Are you miserable now?" Jiuyi asked with a smile.

"We're not the same." Xie Ci felt his voice tense.

Jiuyi smiled slightly, but didn't speak.

"Aren't you waiting for me?" Xie Ci tried his best to sound more relaxed, "Say something quickly."

"Tsk, there was originally, but now I don't seem to think much about it..."

"Back then...he was right..." Jiuyi gradually lowered his voice, and finally sighed softly, "Live well, Rong Zheng."

"Ah Jiu," Xie Ci blurted out, "Ah Jiu..."

There was a sudden lightness in his arms.

Xie Ci lowered his head stiffly, only to see dots of gold-like light slowly dissipating.He reached out to grab them, but those tiny rays of light disappeared completely before being touched by his fingers.

"Ah Jiu..."

He couldn't tell him his real name in the end.

Xie Ci stared blankly at his fingers, there seemed to be a small piece of gold stuck to his fingertips, shimmering tremblingly.

A huge pain suddenly hit, Xie Ci suddenly felt out of breath, there was a "buzz" in his head, and his vision turned into darkness again.

Xie Ci realized one thing in a hazy state - the soul contract between him and Jiuyi was broken.

His consciousness was ups and downs in the darkness, sometimes there were noisy human voices in his ears, and sometimes it was so quiet that it seemed like a vacuum.

The body is hot and cold, like being in a world of ice and snow, and like being trapped in a sea of ​​lava and fire.

A gentle warm current slowly and softly enveloped his consciousness and body, Xie Ci completely relaxed in this warmth, his thoughts slowly sank to the bottom of the sea.

The author has something to say:

No matter how I wrote the original ending, I couldn't write it smoothly, so I scrapped it last night and made a new outline.

The degree of abuse is instantly reduced (otherwise you are afraid of being beaten...)

You would never have imagined what would happen to Jiuyi in my original plan...