I would rather die than OOC[Quick Transmigration]

On the top of Kunlun Mountain, the Palace of King Ming.

The little fat bird huddled together and squatted in front of Xie Yuan to make a deep self-criticism: "I'm sorry, I moved too slowly and didn't have time to change back to my original body. I think he probably already knows that I am working for you. But this is not completely true. It's my fault, you used spells to let me experience the feeling of becoming thinner and better-looking in advance, and you didn't set a time limit. I flew too happily if I didn't pay attention, so you can't punish me too much. Buckle Salary is fine, but you can't take your spells back."

Xie Yuan looked at it.

The little fat bird bowed to him, with dark bean eyes and a tragic face: "Please, please, this matter is very important to me. I can compensate you with a chicken foot, and you can take it back to pickle peppers. Our Phoenix Clans are all claws can be broken and blood can flow, but the hair can't lose weight randomly and can't stop."

Xie Yuan pointed out: "You phoenixes are born with the technique of Nirvana. After breaking off a Phoenix claw, it can grow back a few sticks of incense without pain. If Xiao Sang really sees it, you will pay me hundreds of Phoenix claws at least, and I will pay you back. Go back and cook it differently for him to eat."

Little Phoenix quickly buried his head in his wings.

Xie Yuan rubbed his temples: "Forget it, I won't punish you either, I will tell him sooner or later, whether he knows that King Ming is me, it's just the difference between one step earlier and one step later."

"really?"

Little Phoenix poked his head out to look at him with one eye, and after confirming that he could avoid the spell being withdrawn, he happily jumped away.

The person in the water mirror has already retracted his gaze towards the sky, and doesn't seem to think much about it.Yaoxiu in Tsing Yi was holding his luggage, and was begging his senior brother: "Senior Brother Feng, I can do it by myself, can you let the sword I sit on get more money as soon as possible? I want to go back sooner. "

Feng Ge's voice in the mirror was a little fuzzy: "What are you doing going back so early?"

Sang Yi said embarrassingly: "I hurried back to feed the rabbits, I haven't seen my rabbits for a long time." Finally said in a low voice: "I miss them."

Feng Ge laughed: "He's still like a child, he's either a senior or a rabbit all day long." He also followed him.The moment they came out, the haze and fear that had accumulated in their hearts and lasted for the eightfold catastrophe dissipated, and turned into the ecstasy of having the opportunity to ascend to immortality.Feng Ge urged Fa Jue, and gave a few hasty instructions, but Sang Yi just stepped on the sword and disappeared with a whoosh.

Sang Yi hugged the hilt of the sword, almost spit it out in the air, she was dizzy, her face was pale, but she still didn't let go.

Xie Yuan rubbed his temples again.

They spent a whole year in the illusion of King Ming Jie.Sang Yi had a rough estimate in her heart, and knew that these days would not last more than two months, probably because the time in the illusion was different from that outside.

In this way, he and Xie Yuan... have been separated for a whole year.

Sang Yi finally begged Feng Ge to let him come back as quickly as possible, but he didn't expect that his imperial sword seemed to be broken halfway, and his speed slowed down again, even slower than Sang Yi walking by himself.Feng Ge hugged the unconscious Xie Yan and was left far behind. Sang Yi couldn't figure out anything by herself, so she could only sit on the sword and wait helplessly.

Seeing that the fairy mountain was getting closer and the clouds and mist dispersed, Sang Yi turned over and jumped down as soon as he saw the mountain gate, and hurried in.However, after he stood still, he realized that there was a huge group of disciples waiting in front of the Big Dipper Gate. The doorman, the left protector, and the right protector survived the catastrophe of King Ming, ascended for a hundred years, and it was the first case in the Three Thousand Realms of the Wilderness!"

In the noisy and noisy illusion, everyone saw that their left protector came one step ahead, and it was not what they expected, surrounded by Xie Yan with Feng Ge.Sang Yi was as usual, with cold eyebrows and eyes, but his face seemed to be paler than usual, and he was also a little more angry - his eyes swept over everyone present one by one, and there was a look of anxiety between his brows.

Someone called him: "Guardian Zuo." As if he had never heard of it, he walked into the mountain gate without squinting.It wasn't until someone came up to hold his hand that he suddenly realized that the person next to him was his senior sister, and vaguely knew that the other party was asking where Xie Yan and Feng Ge had gone.

He stopped and looked back at the crowd around him, as if he had just realized it at this moment: "The head is injured and is still recuperating in a coma. Don't worry about me, Senior Brother Feng is leading him behind, you hurry up!" Go and meet."

After speaking, he left the crowd behind him again, turned and left.He ran to Xie Yuan's courtyard first, but he only saw a clean table with books piled neatly on it.Mattresses and floors are clean and orderly, and the owner is not here.

He was silent for a moment, lowered his eyes, and went to look at the new disciple's school.Today they return, all the new disciples are welcome on holiday, the school is empty, he went there for a walk, on the contrary, it alarmed the junior who just rushed back from the mountain gate.The junior brother stared wide-eyed and asked, "Senior brother Sang, why are you here? You—you should go back and rest quickly. If there is anything you need, I will do it for you."

Now Sang Yi is also a person who is about to ascend, and the people in the door unconsciously respect him even more.Although he had respected her in the past, it was mostly because of Xie Yan's face, and others' impression of Sang Yi only stopped at the point of being reticent and withdrawn.

Sang Yi thought for a while and asked, "But there are still—the disciples who didn't go to the mountain gate to meet them were sent to do other things, so they didn't have time to rush back to Beidou Mountain?"

The younger brother apologized and said with a smile: "How can that be? Senior brother, we heard that you and the head of the sect have passed the catastrophe of King Ming, and you will be the ones who will ascend to the ascension in the future. This is a once-in-a-thousand-year event, and everyone is going to go."

"Oh." Sang Yi nodded, and was stunned for a while, with a rare look of bewilderment on his face, as if he was a little bit lost.The elegant and elegant porcelain doll suddenly had an expression and look on it, and others were also relieved and a little surprised.

There was nowhere, Sang Yi walked back slowly, dragging past the Beidou Mountain Gate.The sword slowed down in the middle of his flight, and Feng Ge and Xie Yan probably followed him, because the flow of people had dispersed, and there was a lot of voices in the head hall, and the entire Beidou Mountain Gate became deserted in the blink of an eye. He is alone.Sang Yi looked up at the Linglong Pagoda next to the spring pool, and found that the landscape had changed a little in the past year since they left. Unknown trees were planted in the bare places, and they were slowly breathing out. small buds.

Sang Yi looked at the spring pool on one side, then walked over and lowered her head to wash her flute.In fact, there was nothing to wash. He used the purification technique to wash the flute three times a day, and the color was still as green and elegant as before, and it could also be dyed deep red by the morning sun.The Immortal Cultivators have always followed the rules and have a complete and effective way of doing things, but there is one person who can break this practice, take his precious flute with those slender hands, scoop up clean water and pour it on it, caressing the gap made on it , and then return it to him.This person can also find bottles and jars from nowhere, and spend ten days and half a month to marinate common food and snacks. Xie Yuan has such recklessness and willfulness in doing things, with the carelessness and ignorance of ordinary people, but it just so happened It is such ignorance that makes people feel excited and familiar.It was as if Xie Yuan was supposed to be a mortal, and he liked him in a mortal way.

Sang Yi thought while washing, maybe she was a mortal in her previous life?

After washing the flute, he didn't know where to go, so he walked slowly, looking up at the extra scenery around him.Looking at a sapling in front of him, he suddenly had a strange thought. He tentatively held the flute to his lips and played a song as he did a year ago. Stretching, changing, and finally turning into a peach blossom in full bloom, fluttering and swaying in the wind.

It really is peach blossom.

Like a replay of that morning a year ago, Sang Yi threw the flute aside, stood up and looked at the sky, the same red glow appeared in the sky at some time, dyeing the whole blue and white world into a beautiful crimson.This is the color and scenery he loves deeply. Peach blossoms fall in pieces, grow and leave as if endlessly, changing the appearance of this quiet place.All the beautiful and lively colors danced and bloomed in front of his eyes, and the clouds scattered and gathered again, forming the scenery that welcomed him.

"Is this your flute?" He heard someone ask behind him.The voice was a little lower than what he heard a year ago. He looked back and saw a familiar yet unfamiliar figure—the face was familiar to him, but it was more angular than a year ago. His shoulders have also become tall and straight, half of his face is sunken in the shadow of the backlight, the young man's rebelliousness and sharpness are undisguised, and he rushes into people's eyes arrogantly, fresh and full of vitality, almost engulfing him.

He was really swallowed—Sang Yi was pulled into a hot and powerful embrace, his whole body was wrapped and swallowed by Xie Yuan's breath, disintegrating his willpower inch by inch.Warm breath sprayed against his ears, a little unsteady, with suppressed fanaticism, and there was also a reproach in his voice: "Why don't you know to go back and take a look? Don't you know that I'm waiting for you, Sang careless?"

Even though there are two incarnations, when he was King Ming, he couldn't meet him directly, and when he was a young Rakshasa, he had to really endure a whole year. This is a real separation and reunion.Sang Yi was still a little dizzy, and Xie Yuan could only hear Xie Yuan whispering in his ear: "The rabbit fed you fat and fat, and the wolf became more and more obedient, and made you a lot of delicious food... If you have a family and a mouth, you don’t know how to go back and have a look, huh?”

Xie Yuan took a step forward and pushed him onto the peach blossom tree, with his back against the rough trunk.Although there was no one in front of the mountain gate, and the square was quiet and peaceful, it was still under the public, and every inch of vegetation in the mountain was staring at them.Sang Yi raised her eyes cautiously, only Xie Yuan's dark and deep eyes were left in front of her eyes - there were some needle-shaped silver-gray hidden, bright rays of light emanating, like wolf-like eyes.In a year's time, this Rakshasa boy was indeed taller than him, and much taller - so that he had no power to resist, and could only be pressed against the book with his ten fingers clasped, accepting his deep kiss.