The Correct Posture for Anti-Transmigration [Quick Transmigration]

After packing up the scattered spirit stones he bought, Fifth Hao returned to the bamboo house with the compass for the next reward.Open the door and walk in, the male protagonist is still lying on the bamboo bed, no expression can be seen on the face covered by the raised ink lines, his eyes are half closed and half open, still empty, without any emotional ups and downs.

As usual, he took away the untouched fish soup, jumped onto the bamboo bed, sat cross-legged on the shoulder of the hero, and took out a palm-sized ball from the cloth bag, which was like jade, but clearer than jade. A lot of milky white spirit stones reminded, "I'm going to pull out the stale air for you, bear with it."

Saying it on his own, Wu Hao didn't expect to get a response, he held the spirit stone to float in the opponent's heart with the power of the fairy spirit, and with both hands made a tactic to remove it really big, the stale qi that was suppressed in the opponent's body suddenly surged again When I got up, the black air visible to the naked eye moved around with an unstoppable erosive force, but within a few breaths, the emerald green of the bamboo bed and the walls had faded, turned gray, and lost their vitality.

Even with the body of a sword spirit, Fifth Hao didn't feel well.His brows were tightly frowned, and his face, which looked a little round because of his age, was also tense.He endured the discomfort all over his body, and covered the opponent's whole body with his own fairy power net. Little by little, he controlled the gathering of the turbid air towards the heart. Press until it sinks into the opponent's chest.

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The pain of the spirit stone entering the heart and the pain of the turbid air being pulled out are superimposed, which is no less than tearing the internal organs one by one. In addition, the low-grade spirit stone contains too many impurities, which magnifies the pain by more than ten times. times.Even Fifth Hao himself might not be able to bear it, let alone a male protagonist who has not experienced so many worlds.

The empty eyes suddenly opened wide, the rapid panting was blocked by the severe pain in the throat, and the blue face suddenly turned pale.His hands and feet twitched, his eyelashes were wet with cold sweat, and he struggled subconsciously.

"Give me peace of mind!" It took so much effort to gather the turbid air together, if it is interrupted now, not only will all previous efforts be wasted, but it is even more likely to be backlashed!Fortunately, the opponent is still just a mortal with only the power to bind a chicken. After forcibly immobilizing his whole body with fairy power, Fifth Hao heaved a sigh of relief and continued to concentrate on guiding the spirit stone until it was completely black. After no more turbid air, I changed another one and continued to put it in.

A total of 170 three, the fifth Hao spent two hours and exhausted all the fairy power, but it was only half of it.On the other hand, the male lead looked like he was fished out of the water, not to mention screaming, he didn't even have the strength to open his eyes, and he had collapsed into a coma.

Taking out the last discarded spirit stone, Wu Hao kept his hands on it, sealed the male lead's turbid air and continued to help the other party clear out the stagnant meridians and blood, until the intermittent breathing became stable and smooth , then withdrew his hand, tilted his body, and then collapsed beside him.

The sword spirit has no entity, and the consequence of exhausting its spiritual power is to return to the sword body to cultivate. If it hadn't been for the suspension of the Space-Time Administration, he could quickly cultivate and recover the fairy spirit power outside the body, and he would have been gone by now. out of shape.

I closed my eyes, my consciousness gradually sank, and my body fell into a dormant state. When I opened my eyes again, the surroundings were already pitch black, and it was night.

Where is this father?

Maybe it was because he had slept for a long time, looking at the bamboo roof above his head, and listening to the breathing that obviously belonged to another person next to him, he didn't realize the current situation for a while.Fortunately, the enlightenment was only temporary. Relying on cheating, most of his fairy power has recovered at this moment, and he has cleared his mind a lot after performing a pure fairy trick on himself.

Sitting up and looking around, Wu Hao immediately remembered what had happened after seeing more than 90 discarded spirit stones and half a bag of unused spirit stones rolled down from the foot of the bed.

With a pat on the forehead, he leaned forward, grasped the male lead's left arm that was lying flat, and felt the pulse, ignoring the tingling pain at his fingertips, seeing that the pulse was stable, and there was nothing wrong with him except that he looked a little embarrassed, so he got up and put The discarded spirit stones were packed in net bags made of bamboo, and flew hundreds of miles away in the dark, and disposed of them in a remote mountain where there was no one there.

To be honest, because of a small incident that happened before, he himself has such a psychological shadow on the fire. The smaller ones are fine, but if it is a big fire or something, he doesn't even dare to look at it.However, cooking for others can be regarded as a once-in-a-lifetime experience. Although there is no way to use open flames like the Space-Time Administration or his previous world, the fire is not strong anyway. After these few days of tempering, he can be regarded as recognized. Life.

He grabbed two pheasants and edible wild vegetables, thought about it, and went to a nearby wealthy family to buy wild ginseng, planning to go back and stew ginseng and rooster soup to nourish the hero.

Unexpectedly, when the soup was stewed, and even put it at a cool enough temperature to be poured directly, Wu Hao just opened the door, and saw the person who had not moved since his appearance except twitching sat up on the bed, his eyes closed. The focal length seems to be in a daze.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, the other party turned his head and looked at himself with those dark eyes.

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After a moment of silence, Fifth Hao walked in first, put the bamboo tube with soup on the table, and said, "Are you awake? Come and drink the soup."

It seems that he didn't expect his first sentence to be like this. The male lead was stunned, his face covered by countless raised ink lines couldn't see any expression, he just said indifferently, "Who are you, and why are you trying to get close to me?"

Looking at the face that was so ugly to normal people, and listening to the voice that was like a spring breeze blowing on his face even when he was questioning, Wu Wuhao suddenly felt a little pity that this should be the proud son of heaven, but now The person who was in a miserable situation rarely slowed down his tone, and explained, "It has no purpose. I just want to give you a hand because I think you are like a friend of Lao Tzu's before."

Hearing this reason, the male protagonist seemed to have heard some joke, and mocked, "...friend? Hahahahahaha..."

"Are you going to say that your friend was killed by you in the end?"

Eyelids twitched violently. Wu Hao originally thought that the death of the little boss had something to do with his not persuading him, and secondly, he didn't want anyone to mention it.Now being said maliciously by the other party, it hits the nail on the head, and the anger in my heart suddenly rushed out, and said in a deep voice, "Shut up! What do you know!"

The other party didn't seem to see his anger, his eyes were vacillating, and he seemed to be extremely disturbed, and he said to himself, "Hahahaha... It seems that I guessed it right, so what are you going to do to me? Give me some hope , throw it away like you abandoned your friend? Or do you just want to torture me to death with those low-grade spirit stones?"

Although he knew that the other party had been betrayed too much, so he didn't trust anyone, but hearing that the other party distorted his guesses into facts at will, Fifth Hao still said angrily, "Yin Youqing, can't you hear the motherfucker who told you to shut up?!"

"You really have a purpose." He came to a conclusion firmly, and continued, "You know my name, so you should have investigated it...so you want to use me to threaten the Yin family, or my friends?"

At this point, he paused, and the corners of his mouth curled up, both to laugh at himself and at the other party, "Hehehe...friend? I die, you get nothing."

Fifth Hao: ...

"No matter what you are asking for, seeing that you have some foundation in fairy art, I advise you to leave. If you are eroded by my turbidity, you must be the unlucky one."

"So do you still drink this soup?"

Yin Youqing: ......?

For this kind of sensitive, suspicious, self-talking, extremely unconfident person, the best way is to ignore it.Facing the other party's surprised gaze, Fifth Hao simply picked up the bamboo tube on the table, handed it over, and said, "It's already cold, drink it quickly."

He lowered his head and glanced at the bamboo tube. Inside was chicken soup that smelled delicious, with a shallow layer of oil floating on it, and the bamboo tube made it golden and golden, which made the index finger move.But ever since she ate the bowl of soup that Wan'er brought with ingredients, after experiencing the pain of being stabbed in the stomach and rotten intestines, and then thinking about the pain that almost made her die yesterday, Yin Youqing's hands began to feel uneasy. Controlled shaking.

Painful memories all came up through this fuse, and countless maliciously distorted faces flashed in his mind.Just like seeing those people who used to say that they would never leave, but in the end they wanted to die by themselves, hatred gradually accumulated in their eyes.

As if he had found a vent, he exhausted all his strength and slapped the bamboo tube far away. The soup that had been stewed for more than an hour was scattered all over the floor, and the whole bamboo house smelled of that fragrance. .

Panting heavily, he looked like a cornered animal, staring fiercely at the young body in front of him, grinding his teeth and saying, "Get out! You are all the same! I don't need your hypocrisy!! I would rather die! ! Don’t die in the hands of someone like you!!!”

This time it was changed to Fifth Hao and did not speak.

"Don't understand?! Go away!!!"

Compared to the male protagonist who has been betrayed too much and burst out all the hatred, Fifth Hao who was successfully attacked without paying attention looks very calm, a little too calm.

Beckoning to pick up the bamboo tube on the ground with his fairy power, he asked indifferently, "I will ask you for the last time, do you want to drink this soup yourself?"

"Get out!"

"Very good." Responding calmly, he turned around and went out the door with the bamboo tube in his arms. Hao walked in again carrying a bamboo tube full of chicken soup.

Yin Youqing subconsciously wanted to resist, but as the other person approached him slowly, he realized that not only could he not move, but he couldn't even speak. He could only watch helplessly as the other person jumped onto the bed and squeezed his mouth open with one hand. , Insert the funnel into the throat like before, forcefully pour all the chicken soup in!

After the feeding was over, Fifth Hao lowered his head, looked at him full of hatred, almost gnawed his own eyes, put away the funnel, sneered indifferently, moved the man to sit on the stool, and dismantled the turbid air The bamboo bed that was eroded and blackened, went out to make a new one.

Xiao Gong and Xiao Shou throwing food and medicine bowls like this in other people's danmei novels are fun, you and I are hypocritical!If you really regard Lao Tzu as your confidante and younger brother, can you bear your bad temper?

Gee!