Master, he doesn't want to [Transmigration Book]

Yun Xu seemed to be stimulated by this rolling word, from kissing to biting, biting the smell of blood, he gave up, and docilely moved down his Adam's apple.

The clothes were torn apart and stuck to the other party's bloody wound, with some soft black hair hanging down in the middle. Feng Chang'an was trembling, helpless and frightened, but no matter how he struggled, it was futile. The more he struggled, the more he struggled. , as if the opponent is possessed by a demon, the harder the attack.

Feng Changan was in severe pain, his forehead was covered with cold sweat, he bit his lips tightly, not letting himself make a humiliating broken sound.

As time went by, under this kind of humiliation, the cold tabletop as hard as iron destroyed his will, and he was curled up by the fingers on top of his head, and his joints turned white.

There was a trace of hoarse and strenuous oral commands, Feng Changan gritted his teeth through the cold sweat soaking his eyelids, his eyes were red, "Yunxu, you...you...wake up..."

The cuckoo cries like blood, piercing the heart.

Yun Xu felt a sharp pain in his heart, and he slowly raised his head, his crazy eyes showed a little clarity, but they were covered by black gas in an instant.Eat the marrow to know the taste, and once again attached to the lower body like a wolf.

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Dense cold sweat broke out on his forehead, Yun Xu woke up from the past, Feng Changan's eyes were flushed, his face flashed in his mind as he gritted his teeth and cried, making his heart ache, and a mouthful of blood spurted out when he opened his mouth.

The crimson blood sprayed on the opened text like mist.

"Look at you, you can't get what you want, tsk tsk, how pitiful." The voice of the demon came from the ear again, and the demonic energy was forcibly trapped in the dantian with his majestic spiritual power. Compared with before, the demonic energy was already weak a lot.

"Shut up!" Yun Xu's white and slender fingers held the pen tightly, trembling like convulsions, the pen was broken by him, and the wood dross penetrated deep into the flesh.

He has not closed his eyes to rest for a long time. He knows that if he rests, he will be drawn into a dream, into the hurricane of the past, so he never dares to rest.

"It's not impossible for me to shut up, just kill me." The demon smiled sarcastically, "But it's impossible if you think about it."

The demon sighed: "Decades go by, time really goes fast."

Yun Xu didn't speak, he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, opened his left hand, and brushed away the wood dross bit by bit.

Opening his eyes again, Feng Chang'an felt that the world in front of him was much clearer, and he drew out the Qingming Sword.

I saw a slender and sharp Qingming sword with a sky-blue sword on it. The body of the sword has been completely repaired together. The total length is two feet and six inches. The sword has ridges and the blade is like frost. The hilt of the sword is full of light, and the ice blue is dazzling.

Feng Changan looked up and down in satisfaction, and the more he looked at it, the more he liked it. He jumped off the stone bed and danced casually against the stone wall twice.

The body of the sword is neither light nor heavy. It has been used for many years and is very handy.

Feng Chang'an also planned to practice the elementary swordsmanship that he had abandoned for many years, and the sound of the 081 machine came to his ears.

"Host, you'd better go out and see what's going on outside."

"What's wrong?" Feng Chang'an raised his eyebrows strangely, retracted his Qing Ming sword, and walked out of the cave quickly, only to see a dark group of people crowded at the entrance of the cave.

Seeing Feng Chang'an came out, they all cast their eyes on him.

Feng Changan was stared at by so many eyes, his scalp was numb, he rubbed his hair with the back of his hand, and asked awkwardly, "What are you all looking at me for?"

"Senior Brother Wuzhi." A pretty young junior sister came out from the crowd, her face flushed, and she said in a small voice, "Senior Shangke has been waiting for you on the Yuntai, from morning until now, and you have not been seen."

The Shangke in her mouth is Ye Hua, and Dengyuntai is the place where the life-and-death battle of the three-year agreement is held.

"We thought you regretted the battle, and we heard from the night watch disciples that they saw you appearing here...so...so..." the little junior sister stammered, "so we came here to see if something happened to you. "

If it is said to be a look, it sounds to be concerned, but in fact, it is a crowd, a group of melon-eating audience who do not think it is a big deal to watch the excitement.

Feng Changan pretended not to know the meaning of the words, and went straight to Dengyuntai according to the route in his memory.

I thought it was a matter of opening and closing the eyes, but unexpectedly, it took more than two months to repair the Qingming sword.

Seeing Feng Changan leave, a group of inner disciples looked at me and I looked at you, "Do you think he really forgot, or did he deliberately release Brother Shang Ke?"

"In my opinion, it must have been intentional. Seeing us surrounding us now, we knew that the situation was not good and we couldn't avoid it, so we put on the bullet, right?"

"Who knows?" Someone shrugged, "Feng Wuzhi is originally a double spiritual root, and he has built a foundation for three years. Brother Shangke is a person with a golden core cultivation. It is not surprising that he wants to hide. Go, go Watch the fun!"

"I heard that the elders of the deacon's hall are back. Are we gathering a crowd to make trouble? It will be troublesome if we are caught by the elders of the deacon's hall."

"It can't be that unlucky, I'm afraid of a fart, go watch the excitement!"

A group of people hurriedly followed Feng Changan to Dengyun Terrace, and stood on the cliffs around Dengyun Terrace to watch Dengyun Terrace.

The Dengyun Terrace is built on a pillar-like peak edge. It is only a marble-paved platform. Around the platform is a wrist-thick iron chain. The whole shape is like a pen, with a book on the tip of the pen. Shaking in the sudden hurricane, it seemed as if it was about to fall from the tip of the pen in an instant.

Feng Chang'an was standing on the edge of the cliff, his robe was bulged by the hurricane, making a rattling sound.

"Senior Brother Wuzhi." Ye Hua sat cross-legged in the middle of the Dengyun Terrace, heard a sudden lively noise around her, stood up, turned around and saw that it was indeed Feng Chang'an. "I thought you regretted the battle and didn't come."

Feng Chang'an understood that this battle was inevitable, and he had no intention of escaping.

Pulling out the sword at his waist, Feng Changan touched the ground and jumped up to the platform, "How could you regret the battle? It's just that I was obsessed with cultivation, and I forgot it for a while. I really troubled Junior Brother Shangke to wait all morning, sorry."

Ye Hua waited here all morning, being surrounded by people like monkeys, she was too proud to accept it, if it wasn't for threats, she would have left long ago.

He was so angry that he just wanted to take the opportunity to explode and mock the other party, not wanting the other party to admit his mistake readily and tell him not to pursue it.

Pulling out the sword, holding the hilt with both hands, with the tip of the sword hanging on the ground, Ye Hua said coldly, "Since Brother Wuzhi has come, the three-year agreement should be fulfilled, so let's start."

"Please give me some advice, Junior Brother Shangke." Feng Changan smiled brightly, and the tip of the sword in his hand was also hanging on the ground.

"It's easy to say!" Ye Hua's eyes were filled with complex emotions. If it wasn't for the threat, he wouldn't have followed Feng Chang'an in a life-and-death battle for no reason, and it must have lasted three years, just to make people laugh.Said that he was a Jindan old man who bullied newbies.

Ye Hua took a deep breath, raised her sword, and slashed at Feng Chang'an with a turbulent move.

In the form of the stormy sea, although the sword did not reach the body, one could feel the momentum of the stormy sea coming.

Feng Changan touched the ground with his toes, his arms spread out, and he took a few steps back quickly, narrowly avoiding the attack.

Seeing Feng Changan dodging, Ye Hua immediately put away her sword and used her strength to kill again.

He changed his move this time, and this move was a little weird. Feng Changan blocked the stabbing sword with the sword grid, but found that it was just a phantom, and the sharp sword struck from his ear.

The move just now was just a false move.

Feng Chang'an immediately squatted down and swept Ye Hua with his feet, but his speed was a little slower, and a strand of hair was cut off.

"Come, come, buy and leave!" When the two of Chengfeng and Chang'an were fighting, Hu Sai, who was known as the money mouse in the sect, immediately set up his stall and shouted at the top of his voice.

"Come on! Brothers, brothers, sisters and sisters, whoever you buy wins! Come and place a bet, don't miss it when you pass by, ten times the odds! Ten times the odds!"

Hu Sai moved the stall forward, and there was some unevenness here. He pointed to the red one and said, "The red one is to buy Brother Shang Ke to win, and the white one is to buy Brother Wuzhi to win. Those who want to place bets, get there early! "

The crowd is like a pot of boiling water that has been boiled and exploded.

"Is there still a choice? Buy Brother Shangke to win!"

"Me too! Buy Brother Shangke to win!"

"I'll buy one hundred spirit stones, and I'll buy it..." A fat man squeezed out from the crowd, grabbed the purse and pressed it against the red one.

Unexpectedly, others crowded around, making him unable to stand still, and he staggered and threw himself on the white side. After a breath, the tweeter of Hussein the Money Mouse sounded.

"Hey! There is a brother here who bought Brother Wuzhi to win. Miracle, miracle! Let us give him warm applause!"

A burst of laughter broke out in the audience, followed by thunderous applause.

"Congratulations! Hahaha!"

"Have guts, I'll call you a hero!"

Fatty looked confused, he slowly got up, sat on the ground for a while, and then realized what everyone was laughing at, wiped his eyes immediately, patted his thigh and cried.

"His grandma is a bear, whoever squeezed me just now, it's over now! I have to lose all my pants!"

Just as they were laughing, everyone discovered that five top-grade spirit stones had fallen on the white cloth!

Five high-grade spirit stones were equivalent to two years' monthly money for inner disciples. The crowd gasped and looked up in astonishment. When they saw the hand, it was a young man in white who had never met before.

The young man is handsome, with thick black hair tied up with a white belt, deep-set eyes, a pair of slender and energetic willow-leaf eyes with a gentle warm tone, and their slenderness reveals a refreshing and gentle smile.

He pursed his lips, as if he hated crowded places, looked around, walked to Hu Sai's side and looked at Dengyun Terrace.

Feng Chang'an obviously lost to Ye Hua, and he soon fell behind, with a lot of color on his body.

"Hello." Hu Sai looked at the five spirit stones and couldn't help it. He patted the shoulder of the young man in white and said in a low voice, "Your brother is just getting started, right? Do you know who Brother Wuzhi is?"

The boy in white turned his head and looked at Hu Sai with calm eyes. His gaze was extremely cold, so cold that it made people feel numb all over, as if being strangled by the person in front of him, strangling the throat of fate.

After a few breaths, his vision softened again and became normal, like a normal person.

Hu Sai was frightened into a cold sweat by the other party, and muttered to himself: Why is his eyes so scary at such a young age? After that, Hu Sai twitched the corners of his mouth uncomfortably, and lowered his voice: "Senior brother Wuzhi is called Feng Wuzhi, he Master is Elder Zigui, the one who is so vicious that he frightens half of us to death."

The boy in white: "..."

After a while, he said, "I know."

Hu Sai said anxiously: "I know you still vote? It's because you are young, I am afraid that you will lose all your pants, so I kindly remind you."

"Senior Brother Wuzhi is the most well-known direct disciple of the Shuanglinggen in the sect. You know, Shuanglinggen!... Cough cough cough, there is no benefit in voting for him. I advise you to turn around and regret it sooner."

"Can you regret it if you buy it and leave it?" The corner of the white-clothed boy's mouth evoked a mocking sneer, but it quickly disappeared.

Hu Saidao: "I can't, but since you are young and ignorant when you just joined the sect, I don't have to accept you."

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Hussey: I have absolutely no idea what I'm talking about, I could be dying the next moment.Lie down and die.

Little Fatty: He hugged his fat self distressedly, there is no pants left to pay for!