System This Works [Quick Transmigration]

Hua Jianqiu wakes up in a bloody mess.

He sat up abruptly, looking around vigilantly.In this dilapidated small temple, there was no one else except a child lying not far away.

The wind whizzed past, and the wide-open door of the ruined temple could not stop the strong wind. In the wind, the smell of blood became stronger.

Hua Jianqiu frowned tightly, not because he couldn't adapt to the thick blood, but before he fell into a coma, no, before he died, there were a group of self-proclaimed righteous monks in front of him.

More than a dozen orthodox monks surrounded him, but none of them dared to step forward.At that time, he was also at the end of his strength, all supported by one breath.

Hua Jianqiu wanted to fight a bloody path in their encirclement, but he didn't want a sword light to roar from the sky and fall in front of him.

The white clothes of the man in front of him fluttered, not stained with a drop of blood.

He heard the "orthodox monks" surrounding him say, Taoist Fu, this person is a monk of the demonic way, who is good at using the puppet technique, please kill him quickly, so that he will not kill again.

As soon as these words came out, the "righteous monks" responded one after another, and asked this "friend Fu Daoist" to do it.Pointing at his nose, calling him evil heretics, killing innocent people indiscriminately, and it seems that everyone they killed was a heinous person.

Ah!

The so-called Righteous Way is nothing but a group of villains holding a banner.

But the man in front of him was really too powerful.If he had managed to fight back in his heyday, then his spiritual power was exhausted and there was only one puppet left in his hand.How can it be stopped?

The opponent's one sword, two swords, three swords.

He was killed with only three sword strikes.

Hua Jianqiu's last memory stayed on the sword, piercing his heart coldly.

He thought that he was bound to die, but he didn't think that he would still have a chance to open his eyes again.

wrong!

Hua Jianqiu touched the heart with his hands, the clothes of the tentacles were rough and dry, and there was no chest at the heart.On the contrary, his hand was several times smaller, and it was covered with cracks, the most glaring one being the one on the wrist.

Hua Jianqiu's mood flashed, and she realized that something was wrong.

He is obviously dead, why is he here?where is thisHow could this weak and weak body be him?Could it be that he was born again?

He had only heard of the secret technique of "rebirth after taking home", but had never seen it before.

and……

Hua Jianqiu supported her body and stood up. This body was probably still a

He looks around.

On the land of this ruined temple, a formation was drawn with blood, and beside him there were traces of a pile of spirit stones turning into ashes.Hua Jianqiu is not familiar with formations, but it is still possible to recognize a formation.

What array is this?Could it be that it regenerated itself?

While Hua Jianqiu was observing the surroundings, the child beside him also responded.

The child opened his eyes, those eyes were dark and bright, and looked around, ignorant and ignorant.Seeing him again, he opened his mouth and asked, "Who are you? Where is this?"

Hua Jianqiu asked back: "Who are you? Why are you here?"

These two questions seemed to overwhelm the child.

I saw him frowning, covering his head with his hands, and muttering to himself: "Who am I? Who am I?" The child's memory did not have his own name, or said nothing, and it was blank.

His voice grew louder, as if he was asking himself, or Hua Jianqiu: "Who am I?"

How does Hua Jianqiu know who he is?

He didn't even know why he was reborn, how could he know who this inexplicable child was?Hua Jianqiu ignored the child, memorized the formation in the room on his own, and dragged his thin and weak body out of the ruined temple.

Outside the ruined temple, there is also a desert.

Only dead trees and cold wind.

A statue fell in front of the door, bypassing the statue, Hua Jianqiu knew the origin of the strong bloody aura.

There were corpses in front of him.The blood soaked the ground, exuding a strong bloody smell.There was not a living thing as far as the eye could see, and there was no other sound except the sound of the wind.

Facing such a tragedy, Jianqiu didn't feel the slightest bit.

He has seen so many tragedies like this that he has become numb.This numbness did not make Hua Jianqiu lose the judgment she should have.

He walked over to a corpse and began to investigate.

There was a slight sound behind him.

Although there is no aura on his body, the consciousness of the Nascent Soul stage can feel the movement behind him without any effort.The only other person alive in the vicinity, the child, also walked out of the ruined temple.

I don't know if I was petrified by the tragedy in front of me.

After the child let out an exclamation, there was no other sound.

"Shen Chen, don't look."

There was a wave of fluctuation in the air, and Hua Jianqiu turned around vigilantly, looking at the man who suddenly appeared next to the child.The man didn't seem to notice his appearance, but just stretched out his hand and hugged the child, oh no, it was the boy who looked thirteen or fourteen years old in his arms.

It's not wrong to call him "kid".

Hua Jianqiu was more than three hundred years old in his previous life, and this teenager was no different from a "child" in front of him.Instead, the man who appeared later...

Hua Jianqiu squinted her eyes slightly. Although she didn't have any spiritual power now, she still had the consciousness of the Nascent Soul Stage.Presumably, this man with no spiritual power is no threat.

What Hua Jianqiu was thinking, Gu Yuchi didn't care about it, his thoughts were all on Xie Chen.

Xie Chen, that "child", was being hugged tightly by Gu Yuchi.Although he has no memory, but for some reason, this embrace, this man gave him an unusually familiar feeling.

It was as if they had known each other for a long, long time.

The thin arms moved, slowly wrapped around the man's waist, and threw his body into the man's embrace.

The bloody tragedy in front of him was blocked by a piece of clothes.At such a close distance, the only thing that can be seen is the pattern on this dress.The strong smell of blood in the air was covered by the man's pleasant smell.

He grabbed the clothes with his hands around the man's waist and asked, "Who am I?"

"Your name is Xie Chen, and you are my child...my lover." Gu Yuchi has no good habit of letting his boyfriend out to others. When facing a boyfriend who has lost his memory, he has only one way to do it, which is simple and clear. relation.

As for the "child bride" or something, it was a pure slip of the tongue.

Gu Yuchi held Xie Chen in his arms, and put one hand on the back of his head, preventing him from seeing the blood in front of him.As for him?When I was with General Yu, I had already seen more tragic scenes.

Although it's a little nauseating, I still have to maintain a perfect image in front of my boyfriend.

"Love? What is that?" Now Xie Chen was like a blank sheet of paper, clutching Gu Yuchi's clothes, and asked ignorantly.

Gu Yuchi, who was determined to abduct her boyfriend, replied solemnly: "It means that I am the person you love the most, the most important person, and the person you live with."

His explanation made Xie Chen even more confused, love?important?Life?

Gu Yuchi: "You will understand later. My name is Gu Yuchi, remember this name."

The voices of the two talking were not loud.

But it was very loud in this place, not to mention that Huajian Qiu Kezi was wearing the soul of a Nascent Soul cultivator, so he naturally listened to the conversation verbatim.

If his deduction is correct, the child may have lost his memory.However, the man said these things to him based on this point, and he didn't know if it was true or not.

True or false.

What kind of wind can two mortals without spiritual power set off?But these dead bodies made Hua Jianqiu more interested.These people were obviously not killed by mortals.

Killed by one blow, and the wounds were horrible, almost all of these people died of excessive blood loss.

When they died, there was a strange rejoicing expression on their faces, as if they thought they had escaped a catastrophe, but they were ruthlessly killed before they could react to what happened.

Judging from this cruel teasing method, it looks like the work of a person in the evil way. After all, righteous monks will not "easily" attack mortals.

At this moment, Hua Jianqiu seemed to feel something, and raised his head to look at the sky.A familiar yet unfamiliar sword light flashed across the sky, and a man in white floated down.

He was wearing white clothes and white shoes, standing in this bloody tragedy without any blood staining.He frowned slightly, swept across the blood, and his eyes fell on the two children in front of him, and then at the man who was not a mortal.

He said softly: "I am Fu Qiu from the Immemorial Sect of Immemorial Immortals. I passed by here and I don't know what happened. Could you please let me know."

Gu Daoyou said that this mission world is very strange, the fate line has been loading, but it can't be loaded!He actually doesn't know anything.

Fellow Daoist Hua stared at the man in white. He didn't know anyone else, but he couldn't forget this man!

Who can forget an enemy who killed him not so long ago?