When a straight man is bound to the matchmaker system [Transmigration Book]

"Bai Nai, I'm here, you speak slowly."

Chen Ming came to the bed and sat down, holding Bai Jinman's hanging hand.

His palms were pale and cold, and his fingers curled up weakly, like withered lotus flowers, with little vitality.

Bai Jinman raised his eyebrows and said softly:

"Xiao Ming, until now, I don't need to keep hiding it. I already know your identity as a sword spirit. As for myself, I am the reincarnation of Jun Mu, a swordsmith thousands of years ago."

He coughed a few times weakly, his face was so pale that it was almost transparent:

"It was the high priest Ti Ye who saved my life in the illusion, and the reason why she saved me, besides my reincarnation status, is another important factor is that the dragon veins on Yeliu Island are about to be exhausted..."

A fishy sweetness welled up in his throat, he couldn't help coughing, and blood flowed down his fingers.

A seriously ill person can't talk too much, Ruochen wanted to persuade him to take a break, but he shook his head stubbornly:

"Cough... If I don't make it clear now, I'm afraid I won't have another chance in the future. Xiao Ming, as an ancient sword spirit, you have the same origin as the dragon vein opened by Jun Mu. I don't know what Ti Ye is planning... Cough, but she seems to want to use your power to restart the dragon's veins."

"That's why I asked Ruochen to take you away during the market opening day celebration, because you and Lin Zhuo were planted with a tracking drug by Miao Yue, and your whereabouts are all under the control of Ti Ye. If it falls into her hands, I'm afraid she's going against you."

Bai Jinman raised his eyes to look at Chen Ming, his eyes were dark and dizzy:

"There will be merchants leaving the island after the market opens. You and Ruochen will try to get in with the team and leave here. I will try to delay Ti Ye and the others. As for the Fourth Highness and others, we must never let them discover your existence..."

Thousands of years ago, there was no power to stop you from dying for the sword. Thousands of years later, I only wish to exchange your broken body for your safety and success.

He curled up, his shoulders coughed and trembled, Ruochen was heartbroken and couldn't help sighing:

"Young master, your health is not good, and the subordinates are worried about you being alone..."

"Tiye has been hanging my life with the heart sash, and I can still hold it for a short time." Bai Jinman frowned, and his breathing gradually became short of breath, "You don't have to worry about me too much, time is short, first try to take Xiao Ming leave."

The extreme pain made Ruochen clenched his fists. The Changfengmen's rules warned him not to disobey orders, but the emotions in his heart pushed him to rebel.

After pondering for a long time, he still opened his mouth: "But young master, as you know, there is absolutely no way this subordinate will leave you alone."

"Ruochen is right, Nanny Bai, how could I leave you alone?"

Chen Ming, who had never said a word, also opened his mouth and shook his head firmly.

He really despises this kind of behavior of disregarding the safety of his friends, and even if he has not fully recalled what happened thousands of years ago, it is not difficult to vaguely guess that both Jun Mu and Bai Jinman have silently paid for themselves. many.

Now that he owed a lot, he couldn't walk away selfishly anyway.

The system left him with two tips. After thinking about it for a while, he took out one from the front and unfolded it, cutting into the system interface that Bai Jinman and Ruochen couldn't detect:

"Wowo, I want to know all the stories about Jun Mu and Qinghong thousands of years ago, and how to save Bai Nanny's life."

[The content currently inquired by the host has nothing to do with the main plot, and cannot affect the life value and closeness value, nor can it be exchanged for system treasure items. Do you want to continue? 】

"Just tell me." He no longer cared about the development of the plot, or in other words, by now, he had no way to detach himself from the whole story and be a cold-eyed bystander.

The fetters of past life and present life are as heavy as a mountain, leaning towards him majestically, even if the future is unpredictable, he will never escape again.

At the same time, in the illusionary territory of Guanlu Terrace, Langma was smiling, staring unblinkingly at Ti Ye who was retreating every step of the way.

There was a dripping joy in her heart, and her eyes were blurred for a moment, as if she saw herself ten years ago.

It's also the same when I have nowhere to go, begging bitterly, but no one is willing to lend a helping hand, not even a word of discernment.

Obviously... she didn't do anything wrong at all.

Once the dragon veins are exhausted, everyone will turn back into the sky, and the illusion of protecting the island that Yeliu Island relies on for survival will also disappear. There are many treasures on the island, which will inevitably attract foreign forces to covet them.

If it is really breached, how can the number of casualties in the future be comparable to those of the death row prisoners who died after refining their spirits?

These short-sighted people are so harsh on her because of those people who are supposed to die... And that woman, who has been in close contact with each other for decades, is not as good as others' meddling. How can I not hate it? Can you not complain?

So today is just a good time for my little junior sister to taste the feeling of being confronted by the person I love the most.

She couldn't help laughing happily, but she didn't notice that Luo Huaqing next to her moved slightly, and the Xuantian Blade, which seemed to have a cold air, suddenly lay across her neck:

"Although you saved my life, I can't help the tyrant, stop it, Yimar."

"How do you..."

Lang Ma was so startled that her voice changed, and before she could react, several big acupoints all over her body suddenly felt pain, and at some point, dozens of silver needles had stably pierced her body, and her whole body was immediately immobilized.

Miao Yue withdrew the pipe in her hand, the cheap price and the blue-black lines on her neck receded like a tide, and nodded to Luo Huaqing:

"Thank you, my lord, for letting go of previous suspicions."

It's not that she is ignorant of the solution to the heart-eating poison, but in order to lure the snake out of the hole, she had to use Luo Huaqing's life as bait.If he hadn't given a temporary warning today and changed the medicine in advance, Langma's plan would have come true.

"Why, it's clear that everything is going according to plan, what went wrong..."

Langma's eyes twitched, and her vicious eyes suddenly locked on Luo Huaqing: "Could it be that you..."

"The Soul Lost Curse is a forbidden technique on Yeliu Island, but unfortunately, a friend of mine has studied it quite a bit." Luo Huaqing met her gaze without avoiding it, and said lightly, "Even if you I have the grace to save my life, but if I let myself go, what will happen to the lives of everyone present?"

After he and Chen Ming returned to the inn from Yinshi, they quietly exchanged one of the medicines, and when they were handed over to Yimar, although there was no difference in appearance, they were no longer able to support the cast of the Lost Soul Curse.

Considering that Miao Yue is good at medical skills, and the abnormalities he observed in the audience stands, he told her about the matter in a forced voice after he came near the stage.

Originally, she wanted to remind Ti Ye through her, but she just happened to be the one who was cursed... Or, is it not a coincidence?

However, the situation in front of him became more dangerous the longer it was delayed. Seeing that Lang Ma was restrained by Miao Yue, he let out a low cry and raised the Xuantian Blade high.

The vigorous vitality of the seventh-rank peak suddenly exploded centered on the body, whirled along the stage at high speed, gradually formed a powerful storm, and enveloped the auditorium.

When the cultivation of Yuanli reaches a certain level, it can exist without the Yuanli itself in a short period of time.

The spell he cast just now is called "Xuantian Storm", which can rely on the high-speed flow of energy to create strong airflow fluctuations. If it is used to defend against enemies, it can also be combined with the Xuantian Blade's sword energy.

However, the most urgent task now is to disperse the Gui Chenxiang that spread all over the venue. He has been accumulating energy since he noticed the abnormality, and he can barely cover the entire auditorium until now, and he has to try his best to control the intensity of the Xuantian storm. , so as not to cause accidental damage to everyone present.

"good very good……"

Langma's acupuncture points were restrained and she couldn't move at all. She stared straight at Tiye, her lips trembling slightly, as if she wanted to say something, but finally said nothing.

She is not reconciled, she has waited and endured for many years just for this moment, so how can she return home so easily?

Without warning, her eyes suddenly glowed strangely red, and then bursts of smoke rose around her——

In order to be sure that everything was safe, she had already arranged medicine men outside the venue for refining spirits.

Many years ago, his own body had been burned and mutilated by Chi Yanyan, so it was better to use someone else's body to escape temporarily, and take the opportunity to take revenge in the future.

However, the spell of withdrawing the soul only lasted for an instant, and she felt a chill in the soles of her feet, and the flow of spiritual power was immediately interrupted.

Raising his eyes, he saw Ti Ye standing in front of him with a cold face, with crystal brilliance flowing in his palm:

"The spirit-binding formation for the soul-shifting formation has been formed, stop struggling in vain, and just capture it."

Just now Miaoyue had already signaled to her eyes that she was worried that Langma still had some tricks left, and her spiritual power was very limited, so she simply used her remaining spiritual power to set up a spirit-binding formation while she was retreating, completely Covering the entire range of the deer viewing platform.

The spirit-binding formation is extremely domineering, and can be called the nemesis of spiritual power users. For a long time, only the high priest of the Red Clothes Sect can learn this secret technique.Once the formation is formed, any thing with spiritual power will never leave the range covered by the formation within half an hour.

"Langma, ten years ago you took advantage of your status as the saintess protecting the island, privately robbed hundreds of people to refine spirit bodies, and tried to absorb their power to improve your skills.

Ti Ye raised his hand and pinched Langma's jaw, forcing her to look at him:

"Master was mindful of the friendship between master and apprentice, so he didn't kill you. He just used scarlet flames to erase your skills and qualifications to succeed you as the high priest, and then you were expelled from Yeliu Island. , and even tried to overthrow the rule of the Red Clothes Sect by myself, so that I don't have to leave any affection for you anymore."

"So, what do you want to do to me, my dear...Little Junior Sister?"

The redness in Langma's eyes gradually faded, replaced by almost hysterical madness and heart-piercing despair:

"Do you think that Fu Ya burned me with Scarlet Flame and expelled me from Yeliu Island out of kindness and spared my life? No, you are wrong, you are completely wrong."

A line of tears slid down the corner of her eyes, and the youthful delicacy on her face gradually faded away, replaced by scars full of scars.

It turned out that ten years ago, her appearance was completely destroyed, and what she usually presented to everyone was just a false appearance created by illusion. Now under the effect of the spirit binding array, all the illusions of spiritual power are invisible.

Most of her burnt face could no longer make any normal expressions, but she stubbornly raised the corners of her mouth, her smile was uglier than crying:

"Destroy the strength and appearance that I am proud of, and let me watch the person I love the most be taken away by others—"

"It would be better to kill me with one knife!"

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