Men's Match Turnover Plan [Quick Transmigration]

Wu paused, turning his neck mechanically like a machine, he looked at Jumang, looked and looked.

"I didn't even dare to touch your cheek secretly while you were asleep, and now you scratch it with a cold iron tool for outsiders?"

Goosebumps all over Gou Mang's body with those sticky eyes like poisonous snakes again, he suppressed the discomfort, his black and white eyes were full of seriousness, "That's not an outsider, that's my parents .”

Shang Yan's heart trembled, and a sense of responsibility spontaneously arose in his heart, Ju Mang, he really treated him and Yuan Shi as relatives.

But Wu was stung by the light in his eyes, and the brows hidden under the mask tightened, and he uttered cold words in a gentle tone, "Why do you think I'm looking at your face? Be obedient, do that You're going to hurt."

"For the sake of the future, I can't let him go for the time being."

Goumang's big eyes flashed a little flustered, but soon he became firm again, "Then I really did."

His hands trembled a little, but he still raised the sharp blade and aimed it at his cheek, and when he closed his eyes suddenly, he wanted to stab it.

"Wait..." Shang Yan stopped him. He glanced coldly at the witch who was about to snatch the sharp blade, and then slowly walked in front of Jumang, "Don't stab, open your eyes."

Gou Mang paused, opened his eyes in doubt, "If you don't do this, what will Dad do?"

"I have my own way." Shang Yan gently reached out to take away the sharp blade, bent his lips, and said seemingly inadvertently: "I have fed you for so long, why don't you grow taller at all?"

Jumang: "My body shape is controlled by myself. If mother wants to see me, I can become taller."

"Oh?" From the corner of his eye, Shang Yan locked onto the flustered Wu, with a sneer at the corner of his mouth, "Then..."

"I'll let you go." Wu suddenly interrupted him.

Jumang can ruin his face, he doesn't need to put him in his eyes, he can do anything, but he can't grow up, absolutely not.

He only needs to look at the 12-year-old boy, and the light in his heart will rekindle.

Sure enough, this beast, Shang Yan's chest was filled with energy and blood, and he suppressed it with great difficulty, and said coldly: "It's not just me, but also Jumang."

"Okay, you guys go."

After listening to Shang Yan, he didn't even turn his eyes away. He pulled up Jumang and wanted to leave, but... couldn't pull it?

He turned his head in doubt, "Aren't you going?"

"Don't go, I'll have fun with this uncle." The ending sounded maliciously, and Jumang blinked desperately at Shang Yan.

Don't worry, I found a way to deal with him.

This little ghost was clever, and Shang Yan's heart warmed. Jumang wanted to hold Wu here, so he strode out without any hesitation.

Wu subconsciously wanted to keep up, but Jumang stopped in front of him all of a sudden, with piercing eyes, "If you dare to move, I will grow bigger."

"..." Wu Ru pressed the pause button, not daring to move.

Gou Mang stared at the man angrily, "From now on, you stand here with one foot and don't move."

Wu raised one foot, and he looked at Jumang with a strange light in his eyes.

Anyway, Shang Yan is too late, let him go.

Only then did Gou Mang feel that the depression in his heart was a little better. He sat on the ground and began to break the flowers, while monitoring the other party.

While rushing to the woods, Shang Yan used a big tree to monitor the situation there.

When walking halfway, I saw about 30 people appearing furtively at the sacred stone.

These people are very unfamiliar, they should be from those small tribes who were captured, Shang Yan felt a little relieved, fortunately!

It stands to reason that these people can't even beat the original stone, and Zhu Rong is also there, they can't pose any threat to the sacred stone at all, but Shang Yan suddenly panicked, and his right eyelid kept twitching.

Yuan Shi was leaning against the big tree with his eyes closed to rest his mind, when he suddenly heard some footsteps in his ears, the footsteps were deliberately lightened, it couldn't be Shang Yan.

He suddenly opened his eyes, and his eyes locked onto the figures in all directions like lightning.

The moon is full tonight, reflecting this place like daytime, and the white moonlight falls in his eyes, reflecting a more chilly light.

The group of people trembled from the light, and one of them threw a black mass at Zhu Rong in a panic.

"This thing was thrown on that rock, why did you throw it on that monster?" The others jumped anxiously, looking at the man with anger.

The man stood there bewildered, "When I get nervous, I lose it. Besides, don't you still have it? It shouldn't be a problem to lose one, right?"

"Fuck it up again, and we'll kill you first."

These people communicated in the aboriginal language of the tribe. Yuan Shi didn't hear clearly, but the eyes of those people were clearly malicious.

He raised his eyebrows sharply, got up and rushed towards the thrower like a cheetah, and neatly stretched out his hand to strangle him by the neck, just about to ask questions.

There was a sudden roar from behind, and I saw the black ball quickly spread black lines on Zhu Rong's body, locking him in the middle. He wanted to struggle, but as soon as he moved, the black lines tightly strangled his body , almost out of breath.

Zhu Rong's face changed drastically, and he uttered a sentence with difficulty, "This thing can suppress divine power, so don't get hit."

In this situation, there is no need for interrogation. Yuan Shi calmly raised his head and looked at the full moon in the sky. Unstoppable absurdity and anger swept from his chest to his throat, burning and raging there.

These people are neither from the Zhurong tribe nor the Yuanshi tribe. They should have no enmity with them, but they can plunder for their own selfish desires.

He suddenly raised his hand and threw it, and the person in his hand bounced to the ground like an arrow from the string, and passed out immediately.

Then he quickly rushed towards the rest of the people, his hair was flying in the air, his cold eyes showed a trace of pity, he didn't intend to kill them, he just wanted to knock them unconscious and tie them up first.

Perhaps the wind was too strong to cover the pity in his eyes, and perhaps the moonlight was too cold, making him look like a god of evil.

In the eyes of those people, the rough stone is like a beast that chooses to eat people, aiming its sharp teeth at their throats.

Under extreme fear and threat to their lives, they threw out their only hope, and the black balls rained down on the rough stone one after another.

Yuan Shi narrowed his eyes dangerously, and was about to raise the people on the ground to block him.

Suddenly, countless vines criss-crossed around his body, forming a wooden shield to envelop him. His expression changed, and he said anxiously: "This thing is weird, what should you do if it protects me? Let go, I can deal with it!" .”

The vines did not spread out, only a vine that was as thin as a bud swam to his hand, and he wrote in his palm: "Don't be afraid, I'm not a god, these things are useless to me, it's just an accident, I just need to Just cut off these vines."

This word was learned by Yuan Shi when Shang Yan was teaching children, but it came in handy.

The vines are naturally rough, rubbing against their palms a little itchy, the eyelashes of the original stone trembled, knowing that dissuasion was useless, he just said: "Okay, you concentrate on dealing with them, don't be distracted by me."

The vines were airtight and dark, but Yuan Shi felt extremely warm and reliable. He suddenly remembered that a long time ago, Shang Yan also liked to hug him like this.

He bent his lips, slowly leaned against the vine, closed his eyes and used the eyes of the god stone to perceive the outside world.

Those black balls hit the vines one after another, and they didn't connect the ropes, they just turned into black water drops, and didn't stain the vines at all.

Just now that strand of vines was swaying happily in the air, as if seeking praise, Yuan Shi couldn't help laughing, "Okay, you are the best, I was wrong before, I shouldn't determine the vines by their thickness."

Shang Yan: "..." Can you not mention this matter?

Those people were so shocked by the sudden scene that they couldn't speak. Seeing that the black ball was useless, they wanted to run away, but those people chased after them like spirit snakes, binding them in mid-air.

The rough stone came out from the wooden shield and asked, "Who gave you this black ball?"

Shang Yanfu sang Husui, and immediately controlled the vines tightly, and those who strangled coughed.

Yuan Shi was amused in his heart, but his face was serious, "Say, otherwise I will use vines to strangle your necks bit by bit."

"Don't tell me." Someone couldn't stand it anymore, "It's a witch, the sacrificial words and the black ball were given to us by the witch."

This result was not unexpected. Yuan Shi glanced at Zhu Rong who was trapped, and asked again: "Do you know how to solve it?"

"I really don't know about this. Wu only said that it could help us, and didn't mention anything else."

"Tell me the sacrificial words."

"Is such that......"

The original stone and the vines were all focused on interrogating the person, and did not notice that the black water dripping on the ground began to gather little by little, and slowly squirmed into the chains that locked Zhu Rong.

Only Zhu Rong, who was restrained, was aware of it, but the black thread strangled his chest, let alone reminding him, he couldn't even make a sound.

He shook his head and struggled desperately, trying to make a movement to remind the original stone, but unfortunately the effect was not good. In the end, the black thread on his body also turned into black water and dripped onto the chain.

Finally liberated, he had no time to catch his breath, and reminded loudly: "Be careful..."

Before he finished speaking, the chain seemed to have life, leaping straight up like a boa constrictor and hitting Yuan Shi and Zhu Rong, Zhu Rong was knocked unconscious by the blow.

The original stone fell on the divine stone like a broken kite, and his divine stone was directly locked into his spiritual consciousness, while the human body instantly turned into dry bones like a flower withered.

"Original stone!" Shang Yan, who was walking halfway, roared in despair. The thing happened so fast that he had no time to react.

His body was bent down because of the pain, his eyes were like drops of chili oil, and his throat was blocked, and only a word like the wail of a wild animal escaped from it, "Witch."

He should have thought of it a long time ago, how could a person like Wu place his hopes on a few mediocre humans.

One day, he will let the other party taste what it is like to live but not die.

Shenshi looked at the body that had been used for thousands of years, and the parts similar to eyes on the stone suddenly shone like tears.

His consciousness was completely locked in the stone body, unable to move, so he could only comfort Shang Yan with difficulty and said: "I'm fine, but the body can't be used anymore."

Feeling a little sad, the leader voluntarily traded this body to him on the condition that he protect the original stone tribe.

He had promised to protect this body well, but now, it has turned into dry bones.

"En." Shang Yan, who was several miles away, responded softly. Although the other party couldn't hear him, he collected his emotions, straightened his waist and rushed to the sacred stone.

After the chain hit successfully, it didn't stop, but attacked the vines, and those humans immediately struggled when they saw the opportunity.

Shang Yan was trapped internally and externally, and he was desperately trying not to let go of a single person.

Seeing that they couldn't break free, those humans began to communicate in the indigenous language.

"Otherwise, don't struggle, just use sacrificial words."

"Okay, read it directly."

As long as you have supernatural power, you still worry about not being able to deal with the big tree?

Sentences of ancient and mysterious sacrificial words were uttered from their mouths, and these sacrificial words became solid under the moonlight, and they were scattered towards the sacred stone one after another.

Shang Yan watched those sacrificial words surround the original stone like a curse, absorbing the white light from it.

As far as the line of sight goes, it is pale.

No, they can't be allowed to continue, he must make these people shut up, he wants to save Yuan Shi.

These people want to kill the original stone, so what qualifications do they have to live in this world?He will never be as selfless as the original stone, he only knows that the person he likes cannot be hurt a little bit.

Under a full moon, the originally emerald green tree suddenly sprouted countless pointed vines, and they pierced the heart of the man bound in midair like sharp blades.

The surroundings suddenly fell silent, the eyes of those people were reluctant to close, the sacrificial words disappeared, and the chains stopped attacking.

In the existing memory, Shang Yan has never killed anyone, let alone more than one.

Feeling somewhat disgusted in his heart, he wanted to control the vines to get rid of these corpses, but he couldn't get rid of them no matter what.

Bright blood overflowed from his heart and flowed along the vines to the trunk. His trunk was gradually stained red, and the leaves were no longer green.

But in a moment, those people turned into fly ash and floated into the air, while Shang Yan's human body was pulled directly into the trunk from thousands of miles away.

As if a corner of his heart was missing, he always felt that something important was about to leave him. Suddenly, there was a sound in his mind like an eggshell cracking, and the green light that had no response to what he had done before scattered, and it was in harmony with his Consciousness blends together.

Countless memories swept over him, he remembered his previous life and why he became a tree.

Without time to sort it out, the system suddenly sighed: [Host, you no longer belong to human beings. 】The system is a little dazed, everything is following the same trajectory as in the previous life, can they really change everything?

"No longer belonging to humans, what do you mean?"

[The original stone was born in response to the wish. If you no longer belong to human beings, then the original wish will no longer exist. His consciousness has begun to collapse, and you must find a way to stabilize them. 】

And in the original stone tribe, in Wu's stone house, Wu, who was standing on his own, murmured: "So this is the bloodthirsty demon vine. No wonder the man figured out that there is a chance of life for him. That's how it is."

The author has something to say: Well, I’m still writing this paragraph. Soon, after the end of this world, e-sports and ABO will be relatively short. It’s a cookie. After the end, you will go to the last fairy world in the previous life. Immortal world It's a bit longer, but it ends there.