[Quick Transmigration] White-eyed Wolf Cultivation System

Yuxu Mountain is more than three thousand feet high, towering and steep, surrounded by clouds and mists, like a giant sword that goes straight into the sky to open up the world.Looking up at the foot of the mountain, you can see the blue sea in the mountains, the wind has left traces, the peaks are hidden in the mist, and you can't see clearly, but you can vaguely see the pavilions and houses between the clouds.

There are occasional chirps of cranes amidst the singing of pines and insects, and against the wanton word "Yuxu" on the boulder several feet high at the foot of the mountain, there is an incomparable spirit of immortality.

Walking outside the mountain gate was a young man in purple clothes about [-] years old, with a golden crown and jade belt, and a handsome face. When he raised his eyes, the tails of his eyes were slightly raised. Just shivered all over.

"His Royal Highness." The envoy bowed hastily.

Huai Luo glanced over him with a blank look, and asked, "Is Shao Siming here?"

The envoy wiped off the sweat from his forehead, and said falteringly: "My lord, my lord has gone on a long journey, no..."

Huai Luo sneered before he finished listening, waved the envoy away and walked forward, his robe billowing like waves.

"Sichen!" Huailuo said loudly, using his magic power to spread the voice far away, echoing in the mountains and forests, "Sichen, I know you are here, come out!"

Outside the main hall, the envoys knelt all over the ground tremblingly, only three or two birds that were startled by the shouts uttered panicky chirping.

Huai Luo was not in a hurry, put his hands behind his back, and said in a familiar voice: "I'll count to three, if you don't come out, don't blame my boss for ordering Xingjun to sue you! One—two— —”

The door of the main hall was pushed open by "creaking", and Si Chen showed a helpless face, "Your Highness, you can't use the same trick every time, can you?"

"It doesn't matter if it's new, as long as it works." Huai Luo looked at Si Chen helplessly walking towards him with his hands behind his back.

Si Chen raised his hand and waved away the surrounding attendants, bowed and saluted, "His Royal Highness, tomorrow is your coming-of-age ceremony, why don't you stay at 36 Chongtian and come to our ravine?"

Huai Luo's face was slightly cold, and he said in a deep voice: "670 has been two years, Si Chen, why do you talk nonsense every year? I want to see him."

Si Chen kept his saluting posture unchanged, and hid his wry smile under his wide sleeves, "Your Highness, the Nether Sea can only enter but never exit, not to mention that no one can enter without the order of the Emperor of Heaven..."

"What happened back then was a joke!" Huai Luo suddenly lost his composure and his eyes turned red, "Why did my brother kill my mother and eldest sister, and how could he hurt me! Before, you all regarded me as a child and didn't believe me. Why, now I am The crown prince of the god race has reached the age of the crown, young commander, you still don't take me seriously?"

"My little god dare not," Si Chen immediately knelt down and said, "Back then, His Highness the Fifth Highness personally confessed his crimes and bound himself to the Nether Sea. Everything was approved by His Majesty the Heavenly Emperor and entered into the Star Destiny Jade Slip. The little god just Act according to the order and cannot be changed, and I hope His Highness will not force it any longer."

Huai Luo stared at him incredulously, smiled coldly for a while, and said, "Si Chen, thanks to my elder brother who regarded you as a close friend back then, ah, the so-called friendship is nothing more than that."

Si Chen raised his head to look at the back of the prince who had flung his sleeves away, shook his head with complicated eyes, and finally just let out a long sigh.

"Your Highness, you want to see him, how do you know if he wants to see you?"

***

The bloody storm in the Nether Sea remained the same as before.

After more than 600 years of fighting, several great demons with outstanding strength competed on the terracotta, leading their respective forces to occupy one side, but no matter who they were, they dared not approach the hinterland area.

In the bone of the ancient dragon in the hinterland, there lived a great demon who lived the same life as the prehistoric people. His strength could compete with the leader of the god clan. He personally killed the queen and princess of the god clan here more than 600 years ago.It is said that there was once a big demon who wanted to challenge that big demon, but he was thrown out in a bloody lump as soon as he stepped into its territory. Since then, no one wants to invade that big demon unless he is courting death. Territory touches its moldy head.

A sky thunder array was set up over the Nether Sea to prevent the monsters from escaping. Every day, thunder and thunder continued, and little monsters with low strength were often struck to death by the sky thunder.

The huge skeleton of the dragon is the hardest hit area. The bone dragon as huge as a hill has long been hacked by the sky and has been scorched black and missing arms and legs.

The bones fell rustlingly, and the suspended figure was hit on the forehead several times, and he woke up faintly.

Xie Ci blinked his dry eyes, seeing the monotonous scene that he had seen for countless years, he calmly shook off the bone debris from his hair, and calmly closed his eyes.

"It's boring, do you want to go out?"

The haunting hoarse voice like a nightmare sounded again. Xie Ci moved his body, and the chains on his body made a collision sound. He smiled and said, "With you talking to me day and night, it's not particularly boring."

The demon god was choked by him, snorted coldly and stopped talking, and shrank into a corner by himself.

Evil desires are immortal, and demon gods are immortal, so demon gods are immortal. In the Demon Sealing Formation 600 years ago, Xie Ci only used himself as a seal to trap the Demon God. As the years passed, the severely wounded Demon God secretly recuperated and healed. Although the main body was scattered, it was still inside Xie Ci It has taken root and is recovering day by day.

——Because the fire of evil thoughts in his heart has never been extinguished.

The passage of time is like a heavily polluted sticky river. Xie Ci can't remember exactly how many years have passed, and he doesn't know how long he has been lingering in this inhuman and ghostly state—look, he His skin was as white as a ghost because he had not been exposed to the sun for many years. The dark blue blood vessels under the pale skin were clearly visible, and only a paper-thin layer of muscle and fat remained.His hair was long and dragged to the ground, but it was withered and tangled like weeds. He must be as thin as a skeleton now, and only the faint rise and fall of his chest could prove that he was still alive.

Xie Ci almost forgot why he made himself look like this in the first place.

"Go and see," he hissed, "is he here?"

The monster snickered, and said coolly, "Brother, are you still determined? Don't worry - you didn't come. I think that little monster would never listen to you. After so many years, he might have forgotten it long ago. Oh right, maybe, he was eaten by other ghosts long ago."

"It's not as good as this," the demon god was tempted to seduce again, "Let's go out and see if he is still there? If he dies, I will accompany you to kill all the ghosts in the Nether Sea and avenge your little monster. how?"

Xie Ci opened his eyes and glanced at the entrance of the dim passageway, then closed it, safely blocking out all the noise from the Demon God.Similar conversations are repeated every day, and he has long been used to it, and his ears are almost callused.

The thunder continued, and Xie Ci carefully distinguished the sound of the wind outside in the deafening roar. The wind came from different directions and brought messages from different directions.He listened to the wind every day, listening to the whispers brought by the wind.

He knew that Ah Jiu was still alive, but he just didn't want to come to see him.Perhaps, as the demon god said, he had already forgotten.

Xie Ci always regrets that he was too reckless when he met Ah Jiu back then, he must have scared him.His attitude should be more gentle.From time to time, Xie Ci simulates what to do when he sees Ah Jiu again, how to talk to him, how to explain their past to him, but it is a pity that after so many years, he has already simulated such a scene in his mind Countless times, but the opportunity never came.

Amid the rolling thunder, Xie Ci's consciousness slowly sank into the deep sea.

His sea of ​​consciousness is a vast deep blue ocean, surrounded by a vast sea-like deep blue, boundless and endless, and he is lying in the boundless blue, as if floating.

He stretched out his hand, and his fingers touched a piece of tangled hair, the long hair was as white as fresh snow, flowing through his fingertips.

Xie Ci smiled, "Ah Jiu."

The white-haired owner turned his head, and the long hair slid away from his thin shoulders, revealing a snow-white and almost transparent face, the cinnabar mole at the corner of his left eye was so red that it seemed to be burning.

He narrowed his golden eyes, and said mockingly, "Trash dim sum."

"I miss you so much."

"Trash snack."

"Why don't you come to me? I can't wait any longer..."

"Trash snack."

Xie Ci trembled, he hugged the illusion created by his consciousness tightly into his arms, and buried his face in his long, cloudy hair.

Still not like it.Before that life's Ah Jiu disappeared, his hair was withered and dull, but Xie Ci couldn't help beautifying him, not willing to make him ugly.Although this icy phantasm would only call him "Trash Snack".

"Thank...resignation..."

A dry and hoarse voice suddenly sounded, Xie Ci was taken aback for a moment, and looked up at the face that always maintained an expression.

He suspected that he had heard it wrong, and touched that face with shaking hands, "... Ah Jiu?"

"...Thank you."

This time it went much smoother. Xie Ci saw the phantom in his arms moving his lips and uttered these two words clearly. Although he still had that mocking expression, Xie Ci saw in those golden pupils struggling to break the shell. out of the soul.

Is this a hallucination?

"I seem to have had a very long...dream."

He looked at the phantom and said intermittently.

Consciousness was forcibly pulled out, Xie Ci suddenly opened his eyes.

"Oh." There was surprise in the Demon God's voice, "something is coming."