The Correct Posture for Anti-Transmigration [Quick Transmigration]

He has really experienced too much abandonment and betrayal, no matter how deep his love was once, no matter how much he promised to never give up, in front of his own interests, it was nothing but a dream.During the five years of living with turbidity all over her body, Yin Youqing saw too much ugliness, she didn't want to trust anyone anymore, and she didn't want to have anything to do with anyone anymore.

But this strange child who came out of nowhere didn't want to do what he wanted, and set up a restraint in this small bamboo house, trapping him inside.I don't know what I'm doing on weekdays, I go out before dawn, and the willow shoots don't come back until the moon, every day I have to torture him to death with that low-grade spirit stone, and even humiliate myself by forced feeding .

If he didn't know that no matter how badly he was injured, he would be healed by the turbid qi, he would have committed suicide long ago.

To be honest, he really couldn't see through this person's intentions. If he just wanted to torture himself, why would he endure pain every rainy night to accompany him.But if you want to help yourself, why do you help?And tortured himself with the most painful low-grade spirit stone?

In order to get rid of him, Yin Youqing resisted, struggled, and scolded him with words that she used to think were dirty even when she heard them, but this man ignored him with a black face as if he didn't care, and there seemed to be nothing other than being more ruthless... ok Let's be honest, it hurts like hell.

He doesn't understand why people are always like this, giving some meager warmth, and then asking for it back in multiples.After finally pulling myself back from the abyss, and then pushing down hard, the fall was even harder and the injury was even worse.When the former self was intact, everyone wished that he would not be separated from him all the time. It was not until he was knocked down into the mortal world that they understood what is human affection and the world is cold and cold.

He hates, hates this kind of person who throws himself halfway and abandons him.I also hate that I am always greedy for warmth, and I hope that everyone has a heart for me.

Because he should have understood that even if he encounters this situation, there is no guarantee that he will never leave.

And the person in front of him broke into the world he had finally sealed off without authorization and forcefully, and after making a fuss about it, he would leave like everyone else, leaving him alone to wander around.

why? !

Why? !

Don't you understand that I, Yin Youqing, am also a human being, with joys and sorrows, love, and heart? !

The pain never stopped, and finally, on another rainy night, under the torment of tearing and corrosion, he finally couldn't bear it anymore, and he shook off the hand that was holding him with all his strength, his voice was hoarse and trembling, and he roared, "Don't you I'm good! I beg you, don't be nice to me..."

The majestic seven-foot man, once the proud son of heaven, had tears pouring down his face like rain.While convulsing his whole body in pain, he was full of resentment, the hatred he had accumulated for five years, begged sadly, and asked angrily, "How do you want to be satisfied?! What exactly do you want to see me down? Is it enough?!! I have nothing... I have nothing, why do you still refuse to give up?!! ​​Why?!!!"

"Because I fucking want you to get up!" Wu Wuhao slapped his palm hard on the bamboo bed regardless of his bone-piercing right hand, and immediately made a handprint.His thin lips were tightly pursed, his eyes were as sharp as a sword, and he roared angrily, "Don't be so miserable like a stray dog! Yin Youqing, you are a man of destiny! You are the favored son of heaven!! I want you Stand up again! Cleanse the turbidity, and become your Taiwei Xianjun again! I want you to be under one person and above ten thousand! I want you to obey the will of heaven and become the master of the fairy world!!"

"Back to the fairyland?...Ha...hahahaha...God's will?...Hahahahaha..." Yin Youqing laughed until she burst into tears, not only her body but also her heart. As if being completely eaten by insects and ants, the pain is too painful.

"It's God's will to bring me down to this point... God's will is to make my years of hard work come to naught?! God's will?... Hahahahaha..."

"I can't go back... I can never go back..."

Aspirations have long been diluted by the years, and ambitions have long since been smoothed by suffering. The hope of the past is just a flower in the moon in the mirror, so how can it be touched?

Seeing the man who had completely given up, Fifth Hao squinted his eyes, stepped forward, half-kneeled beside him, and pulled him up by pulling him up by the skirt.Putting his head closer, staring deeply at the bloodshot eyes soaked in despair and hatred, he paused every word, "I'm only saying this once, you listen carefully to me."

"Since I am determined to help you, I will never break my promise. Whether he is turbid or immortal, whether he is a dragon pool or a tiger's lair or a sea of ​​swords and fires, as long as you are here, I will go and pull you out! If you have no hope, then I will give you hope ! If you don’t want to live, even if I force you, I will let you live well! Ten years, a hundred years, a thousand years, I will accompany you through it! Until the turbidity in your body is completely removed!”

Shocked by this vow-like words, Yin Youqing was stunned, his expression was still distorted, against the backdrop of countless raised ink lines, he was like a ghost from hell, ferocious and terrifying.

His lips trembled, and he looked back subconsciously, trembling his throat, muttering, "...a liar."

Just after saying these two words, Yin Youqing was attracted by the terrifying face in the opponent's eyes. After realizing who it belonged to, she was shocked and pushed the opponent away suddenly.The trembling right hand covered half of the cheek, but quickly removed it as if it was scalded when it just touched the pile of ink lines.He clutched the hem of his clothes tightly, obviously he had not shed tears, but he seemed to be in more pain than ever before, and roared, "I don't need it!! I don't need your hypocritical kindness!!!"

Slamming the wooden sleeper behind him hard, he screamed in despair, "Get out!!! Get out!!!!"

Yufeng was floating in the air, Wu Hao looked at this man who had fallen into madness, knew that no matter what he said, the other party would not listen, so he went back to his room through the wall and continued to cultivate.

From then on, every time Yin Youqing saw him, she always had an expression of hatred, as if she had fallen into such a situation, all thanks to him.

But even so, Fifth Hao never got angry, because he knew that things were actually getting better all the time.If the male protagonist in the past was like a broken bowstring, now it is a taut bowstring. Although it is still on the verge of danger, it is much better than breaking it directly.So the more the hero scolded him, the happier he was.

......

emmmmmmm

Wait, how can I say that I look like a pervert.

In short, no matter how the male protagonist fights or makes trouble, he should feed the food that should be fed, inhale the stale air that should be inhaled, and suffer the pain that should be suffered. No matter what he does, he can't turn his palm.

Time flies, a year has passed in the blink of an eye, and the two of them are probably familiar with this way of getting along. Although the male protagonist has changed from hating before to hating more now, the turbidity in his body is still less so... .I can't see a trace of change, which can be regarded as compensation for my hard work.

........

This fucking hundred years can't be done!

I can just go!

It may be that God is dissatisfied with Fifth Hao's attitude of wanting to quit and work negatively. One day, when he went out as usual and was having a high fight with monsters, he suddenly felt that he was placed at home, completely The useless formation was broken.

One was accidentally scratched by a monster. Fortunately, the toughness of the body was not broken. He didn't even care about fighting back. He left the half-beaten prey and turned around and flew back.Hurrying up and down, he managed to compress the half-hour journey into a stick of incense, and when he finally flew back to the Purple Bamboo Forest, he saw a sea of ​​flames.

Like a sea of ​​fire that burns the sky.

If it was normal, Fifth Hao would be able to tell that the people inside must be completely burnt without looking at his face, but fortunately, there is a fragment of his own body in the formation on the male protagonist's body, and there is still turbidity on his body to repair, Maybe there is a chance of survival.

But this fire...

Even though he knew that such a fire could not hurt him, his hands and feet became cold just by looking at it. Fear spread from the depths of his soul, he clenched his heart tightly and breathed hard.

For some reason, the past memories that he had tried his best were suddenly overturned. He seemed to return to that day, when the home he grew up in was burned by fire, and his parents were crushed by the broken beams in order to save himself and his sister.The scorching smell of the flames licking the flesh, the air so hot that it almost ignited the five internal organs, the breathing of his younger sister gradually disappearing, his own weak coughing... All these, like a nightmare, lingered before his eyes again.

Eyeballs gradually congested, Fifth Hao almost thought that he had followed them to death, couldn't help taking a breath, and then coughed due to the thick smoke.

However, it was these few coughs that reminded him of the person who suddenly appeared and rescued him when his consciousness was blurred.

Yes, I am still alive.

still alive.

The willpower he had cultivated for many years finally worked at this moment. After realizing that something was wrong, he immediately came to his senses and observed intently. Only then did he realize that someone had set up a formation to confuse people in the bamboo house. After noticing, coupled with being attracted by the fire, he accidentally fell on the road.

Dry!

Who the hell is the son of a bitch who did the immoral thing? !

Cursing secretly in his heart, Fifth Hao broke through the flames and flew all the way into the bamboo house where the male lead was.This unlucky boy's clothes had been burnt clean long ago, the bamboo on his body was burning vigorously, his skin and flesh were roasted until it made a sizzling sound, as soon as it was burned, the stale air in his body swarmed up, and it was slowly repaired .Leaving aside the inhuman pain here, the poor man's body was already covered with ink lines, and now he was scorched, as if he came from Africa.

But even in such pain, the other party still retained some consciousness. After hearing the sound of the door breaking, he suddenly gained a glimmer of clarity from the illusion of being abandoned by everyone.Struggling to raise his head, through the firelight, with his eyes that were almost blinded by the smoke and his vision was blurred, he caught this familiar figure who stepped through the flames.

Over there, looking at how he was born, the man who had served him for more than a year turned into his current virtue, Fifth Hao couldn't help but greet the eighteen generations of the ancestors of the arsonist in his heart.But that person's cultivation base is also very advanced, even if he has seen through this formation, he will inevitably be affected when he walks near the eye of the formation.

His cheeks were scorched red by the flames in the illusory consciousness, and cold sweat dripped down his cheeks. Fifth Hao endured the discomfort, tried his best to squeeze out a smile on his immature face, bent down, and handed out his right hand, saying——

"Don't worry, I'm here."