[Quick Transmigration] One-click blackening

Wen Linyu returned to her nest in this life with the male protagonist who had been broken into countless petals.

It is a snow valley that seems to be deserted and barren at first glance.

Before he could rest for a while, he felt that the formation he had set up outside the valley was touched. He looked with his hands behind his back, and it was indeed the disciples in the sect who sensed that he had left the valley, and knelt in a row outside waiting for his announcement.

Wen Linyu waved his hand, said nothing happened, and dismissed them all.

A group of disciples looked at each other in blank dismay, and did not dare to ask any more questions, one after another Yujian went back.

Now his top priority is to deal with the male protagonist's pimples at hand.Wen Linyu couldn't bear to see the tragic state of the hero, and thought that if it wasn't for the halo of iron, whoever changed his appearance would be doomed to be unable to turn over?But since it all falls on the male protagonist, then everything is possible.

The golden pill in his hand seemed to feel his touch, flickering, Wen Linyu saw it, and felt very much like a child who had been gently scratched and giggled.

Thinking of this, my heart softened, but with the addition of the exercises he practiced, his face was still as if covered with frost.

Wen Linyu put away the golden elixir now, formed seals with both hands, and laid out a formation to guide reincarnation, sending all the scattered souls of the hero into it. Some of the little fireflies were gently wrapped around his fingers before entering the formation, as if they were in the formation. Forget about going back, he flicked his fingers helplessly and pushed them all into the formation.

Afterwards, he took the golden elixir and came to the only spiritual pool deep in the snow valley. What was incomparably strange was that in this frost-covered world, there was such a pool of water that showed no sign of being frozen, and curls of water curled up from the pool. The rising mist intertwined with the light sunlight, making this place look like a fairyland.

A white pear tree was planted by the pool, and its snow-colored petals were falling with the breeze. The main peak directly above the dragon veins of the Qing Yuezong is not too far behind.

Wen Linyu focused on sending the golden pill in his hand into the spirit pool. It was like an object was thrown into a frying pan. The spirit pool boiled instantly, and the spiritual energy on the pool could be seen to gather quickly into a small vortex. The center of the vortex was the The golden pill thrown in.

The spirit pond, which was originally calm and calm, boiled for a while, and the next moment, many lotus stalks and huge lotus leaves appeared on the surface of the pond, only a lotus flower grew from the place where the golden elixir was located, but unfortunately, the crystal-clear lotus was still tightly closed. It looks like a young flower bud, I don't know how long it will take to see its full bloom.

After doing all this, looking at the young and cute little lotus bud, Wen Linyu let go of the big rock in his heart.

The fate of the male lead in this life is quite difficult. He was born against the sky, and grows a nine-fold divine lotus in the sea of ​​knowledge. Tiandao was deliberately teased and reunited after being broken up, and reunited after being broken up!

At the beginning, Wen Linyu wanted to just accept the male lead before joining Qingyue Sect, or save him when the male lead was forcibly taken away by the monks in the name of killing demons. Allowing him to change this stage of the male lead's fate, the retreat directly closed his head, and when he went, the male lead had already become eight petals.

It seems that the two male protagonists in the previous world were not so miserable at the beginning.

The hero of the previous life...

Wen Linyu chewed these words slowly, but for some reason they felt completely unfamiliar.He still retained some irrelevant memories, but his emotions were completely faded.It was like a glass with a broken mouth, leaking the water that was originally full of his emotions.

The name of the hero in the previous life... what was it?

When the system told him not to change the hero's fate, he once asked him the reason for this feeling.

However, it is conceivable that the electronic voice that was still chatting a series of words just now disappeared as if the pause button was pressed.

[Ding. ] Play dead.

Wen Linyu: ...

Forget it, he knew that there was nothing he could ask.

In this way, Wen Linyu once again entered the long retirement life, raising the little male protagonist who grew up very slowly in the pool, admiring the snow scenery, and playing chess with himself at the same time, it was very good.It's just that occasionally when I'm playing chess, I suddenly hold the chess pieces and become dazed. Looking at the opponent, I always feel that something is missing, but I don't even understand why I am dazed.

He has never liked to think about it, not to mention that this is a bunch of things that dissipate faster the more he thinks about it.

let it go.

Teacher Wen didn't feel that he was missing any key points at all, and his life was still very nourishing, as if he had regained a little bit of the feeling of the previous world, not like the last world... Hey, the last world?What happened in the last world, it seems to be very aggrieved...?

Whenever he was infected with the so-called aggrieved feeling, Wen Linyu stood in front of the lotus pond, watching the little hero who had lost almost all his soul involuntarily rooted in the pond, swaying his body with the wind from time to time. The appearance of self-awareness - in Mr. Wen's view, it seems to be a foolishness from the inside out.

The aggrieved heart suddenly became inexplicably balanced.

He just thought about the male lead who had entered the mortal realm and had been in the mortal realm, and the system that had been pretending to be dead since he disappeared from silence last time suddenly cheated.

[Ding, taskers, please note that the male lead in this world needs the participation and support of the tasker, please act as soon as possible, the first reincarnation of the male lead in this world is in a state of crisis, and a golden finger is needed to get through the turning point!Taskers please go to the mortal world as soon as possible! ]

Wen Linyu: ...

Wen Linyu: [Why didn't you say it earlier? ] He knew that the so-called leisure life was just a dream after the appearance of the hero.

System: [Ding. ] guilty conscience.

... Playing dead and pretending to be too happy to forget.

[Taskers please go to the mortal world as soon as possible! ] The electronic voice pretended not to understand what the host said just now, and repeated it three times, and then escaped as usual.

Wen Linyu: ...

Fortunately, this time it was more reliable. Before pretending to be dead, he left him the exact coordinates of the hero's body. Otherwise, he would have rushed to the past based on the soul-hunting technique of this world, and the hero would have continued to reincarnate. I don't know how many lives, not to mention that the hero's soul is still incomplete, which brings more difficulty to the calculation.

Wen Linyu held back his breath, shifted shape and size, and shrunk to an inch to the place where it was said that there was a hero.

He looked up at the mansion with the word "Jiang Mansion" inscribed on the plaque, and he could smell an ominous smell in the air before he walked in.

Wen Linyu frowned, the smell of blood was so strong, he pinched his fingers and used the Bodhi formula to deduce it, and the way of heaven showed: the demon cultivator acts as a monster, harming the common people, and must be eliminated.Merit is a faint orange light. The light of merit is divided into gold, yellow, purple, red, and orange. The deduction of each event is different. This time the orange light is not too big, but no matter how small the merit is, it has great uses.

It happened to be nourishment for the little lotus, and Wen Linyu finally became a little interested in thinking about the cute little flower buds kept in the pond at home.

Orange merit... This demon cultivator shouldn't be too difficult to deal with, but what is difficult for him is to let the little hero work hard on his own and not directly use his hands to get rid of this demon cultivator, otherwise he can't do it for Little Lotus For nutrition, God will not admit to paying this amount.

The male protagonist should be fine for the time being, otherwise the system's pissing nature would have been unbearable long ago, he walked on the wind while thinking, with a face of a teacher who was a standard high mountain flower, he made a disgusted walk too much A slow and very natural move over the wall.

The scene inside was a little bit worse than what Wen Linyu thought. This demon cultivator may be relatively low-end and not high-end. He prefers the visual impact of flying stumps and viscera everywhere. There was a bloody smell, and the blood of everyone in the mansion, including the goldfish in the pond and the parrot in the cage, was there.

Then Wen Linyu, who took a breath, realized that this low-end demon cultivator might still want to smell the smell of a large amount of fried flesh.

He captures the feeling of an open fire carried by the wind.

Sure enough, the flames might have been blessed by some magic weapon of the demon cultivator, and it spread in a blink of an eye, and most of the mansion was licked by the fiery tongue.

Even if this fire is blessed to become the real fire of samadhi, it is far from being able to do anything to him, but Mr. Wen, who hates fire very much because of the skills and physical attributes of this world, still feels unhappy in his heart. Fortunately, he finally found the hidden bad luck The little hero who reminded me.

To be precise, at that time, the little hero just crawled out of his hiding place and was bumped by Wen Linyu.

The little child stood in the pool of blood of his relatives, staring at his inhuman relative in a daze. The blood and ashes still couldn't hide the sluggish face on his pink-carved and jade-carved face. The eyes of the fiery black beads were dazed.

Even Wen Linyu walked over to pick him up, let him sit on his arms, and Yufeng left the burning mansion, he didn't respond, he was neither afraid nor crying like a normal child, just leaving After getting far away, he stretched his neck back where the flames were raging, not knowing what he was looking at last.

Wen Linyu carried the reincarnated little hero to an inn first, and washed his ashen face with warm water like an old lady, and halfway through the wash, the little hero automatically picked it up and came by himself. Teacher Wen looked at him from the left Looking at him again, I couldn't help asking: "Aren't you sad?" Why is he more like a bodhisattva who has no emotion and desire than he who has practiced the Bodhi way?

The little hero pushed the basin away and looked at him seriously: "It's useless to be sad, they won't come back."

Wen Linyu: "..." This is a fake child, right?

The little male protagonist continued: "Are you a fairy? I know you can fly."

Wen Linyu: "Fairy? No, I'm just a monk."

"Oh." The little hero wrinkled his nose, his eyes were a little dull, "Then you won't be able to appear, and I said that the gods worshiped by grandma don't exist." He looked up at him, and there was a kind of cuteness on his childish face. The old man, like a little adult, "I can avenge myself, can you teach me the spell?"

Wen Linyu's eyes fell on the small cinnabar mole between his fair eyebrows, and he whispered hello when the child couldn't help but secretly glanced at him.

The author has something to say:

Little Flower Bud Male Lead: (dangling by the wind) zzzZZZZZ

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