[Quick Transmigration] One-click blackening

Qin Xingshan woke up from the hallucination, and saw a person standing in front of him, poking his head at Wen Linyu who was on the bed, his eyes narrowed immediately.

As if aware of his gaze, the man quickly turned his head, put his hands on the sides of his head, and said, "Don't be nervous, don't be nervous, I just look, look..." After saying that, what did he see? , his sight stopped behind him, his eyes widened slightly, "Zhuang Zhuang, put your hand off your knife! Do you hear me?"

Qin Xingshan didn't care about Jiang Wuya, who went behind him, and sat on the edge of the bed, brushing the scattered hair from the man's cheeks behind his ears with one hand.

The skin of the tentacles is stiff and cold, no matter how warm it is.

Jiang Wuya, who had settled down Xue Zhuangzhuang, turned his head and saw this scene. If the fact that there was a dead person on the bed aside, it looked quite gentle, but if it was facing a corpse, the scene would become strange for no reason... His eyes fell on the sword on the waist of the man in the green shirt, Qinghong Sword Qin Xingshan... Jiang Wuya touched his chin with shuddering hair, and suddenly something flashed in his mind, and he blurted out: "Could it be that you are the one who marked Wen Wen?" Brother...?"

Qin Xingshan's hands stopped.

Jiang Wuya felt that he might have guessed right, and smelled carefully, it seemed that he could still smell a very faint smell of entanglement between the two of them.

If Brother Wen is really this person's concubine, now... He glanced at the bluish-white clear face on the bed, he couldn't bear it, and thought about it for himself, if his concubine died, would he be in his nose again? If you can't smell that familiar pheromone, you will probably go crazy...

"He's not dead."

"Ah?" Jiang Wuya realized that he had unconsciously muttered the words in his heart just now. Hearing Qin Xingshan's reply, he looked at the calm young face of the swordsman in Tsing Yi, and there was some pity in his eyes. This is already crazy Bar……

Qin Xingshan pursed his lips and didn't speak any more.

He looked at the familiar face of the person on the bed, and thought to himself, somehow he just knew that this person would not die, whether it was here or anywhere, never...why?Why so sure and absolute?His eyes became blank, he groped with his right hand, and unconsciously placed it on his heart, as if there was something extremely important there...

The fingers of that hand gathered together, gripping the fabric tightly, and the knuckles were so hard that they turned white.

The seventh body is not the end.

Soon after, new bodies appeared.

But even so, the seventh corpse still caused waves among the crowd, not only because it was the only "intact" corpse, but also because this corpse was indeed the "Jinghong" who disappeared many years ago. Sword" Wen Linyu.

Who would have thought that this Young Master Jinghong would leave forever after appearing in front of everyone again.

The swordsmen lamented that it was a pity that a young and outstanding swordsman fell, and the legendary sword that could pick flowers in the snow only existed in their imagination after all.

But... If a swordsman who was once like a bright moon is raised in a villa, and his martial arts is completely useless, he is like a useless person, then is death also a kind of relief for him?

What people didn't expect was that Jing Hongjian's body disappeared after a few days, and disappeared out of thin air on the couch in the house.

And at that time, the room was completely sealed, and the corpse was still intact on the couch a moment ago, but it disappeared out of thin air with just a turn of the head, and there was no trace of anything unusual in the room.

At that time, several people were at the gate of the courtyard, the doors were tightly closed, and the windows were also closed, no one came in or out.

It's like a strange thing like cheating a corpse, or becoming a feather.

……

"Impossible..." Jiang Wuya thought hard about his ghostly painting talisman, and muttered, "There must be some mechanism that we don't know..." Yu Bai tapped his beautiful chin again and again with his fingertips , the swordsman next to him with a knife on his back silently watched his every move, extremely focused, and when Jiang Wuya looked up at him, he quickly looked away, and the flushed red hair hidden under the black hair The tips of his ears moved, pretending that nothing had happened.

"How can I touch it?" Jiang Wuya looked at Zhuang Zhuang behind him with a big and thick look. He didn't count on him for questions that required intelligence, so he sighed and lay down on the bed again, groping from beginning to end. Searched over and over again, still nothing.

Looking back in disappointment, he found that Qinghongjian was teasing the cat at the door, feeling speechless.

Originally, people went crazy when they died, but now that the body can't even be found, this dear friend may be even more insane, right?

"Meow~!"

The white cat flapped its paws, and its cry was soft, but it was extremely miserable. If Wen Linyu had been called here, his heart would have softened, so he hugged it and coaxed it.

It's a pity that the one in front of it is the Great Demon King, not the one locked by Wen Linyu's chain...

What is soft-heartedness, it doesn't exist!There is no initial setting!

The white cat waved its paws at the two humans in the room, but was pulled back by the back of the neck before it could swipe twice. Seeing that it couldn't escape, it could only obediently put its paws into the cushion—— Just kidding, how dare it point its claws at the big devil, let alone in the field of the big devil, its small data, the size of a fingernail, will be formatted and turned into countless data the next moment the big devil recovers. 1 and 0 become part of the world!

I shivered thinking about it.

"Where is he?" The big devil's hand brushed over its head, and the white cat felt that its head would fall off in a second!

"Mi...?" The white cat acted cute innocently, with a face of "what are you talking about, why are you feeding me small fish?", and almost rolled over.

"Xiao Yi, don't play dumb." The big devil narrowed his eyes dangerously, "When did you come in? The virus I felt in dormancy was you, right?"

The white cat still wants to be cute...it can't go on!This trick only works on Wen Linyu!Teacher, come and save your little baby one by one!The big devil is going to eat it!What to do, what to do, it's unscientific! How could the Great Demon King recover his memory so quickly... The white cat Wen Yi's whole body's white hairs stood on end, and the next moment he was quick-witted - flattened into a piece of cat cake, no Blame him. He was the one who was most afraid of death. Who told them to send him in...

Be frank and lenient and resist strict. Meow.

Wen Yi burst into tears.

……

After the big devil listened to it, he finally put his hand off its head, and the white cat rushed out of him. The big devil probably knew that it had already said everything it could say. As for the others... Even if it is here In the world that the Great Demon King himself built, the rules within the domain are still limited. The Great Demon King who does not enter the world is the Great Demon King.

If it wasn't for the unexpected convulsions of the Great Demon King that trapped the teacher and completely sealed himself up, it wouldn't have been sent in to deal with the aftermath...

As early as the end of the last world, the world was unstable. After entering this world, it was pulled out of the teacher and put into this body. It should have expected that the Great Demon King would discover its existence...

The white cat patted its paw on the forehead very humanely, and hid behind the pillar to hide itself tightly.

Fortunately, the Great Demon King seemed to have heard what he wanted to hear, instead of hiding all the birds and killing them all, he turned his head and entered the house, seemingly not intending to settle accounts with it at all.

The white cat breathed a sigh of relief, looked at the back of the big devil and pondered for a moment, and suddenly felt something was wrong.

Has the Great Demon King really fully recovered his memory data?

Jiang Wuya was stunned for a while, and suddenly felt that the blueprint in his hand had been pulled aside. He woke up and found that Qin Xingshan, who was teasing cats at the door, had arrived next to him at some point, and was looking at his blueprint with his head down. .

Jiang Wuya glanced at his face, and actually felt that he looked very normal at the moment, and he couldn't see any tendency to go crazy... Could it be that he was broken to the extreme and had returned to his original nature?

"That mechanism has been destroyed." Qin Xingshan glanced at the bed, and then turned his attention back to the ghost painting in his hand. "There should be other entrances to get there..."

Although it is a ghost painting, it is right where it should be.

Hearing this, Jiang Wuya rubbed his chin: "Another entrance? How do you find so many courtyards in this villa? After searching all the way, is Brother Wen still there... The 'there' you mentioned is still unknown..."

He paused, as if he had thought of something, and glanced at the things on the picture, the crooked Tenglong was riding on the clouds...

His gaze and Qin Xingshan's fingertips landed on Tenglong's seven inches above, where there is a yard, Cunxin Garden.

The author has something to say:

Wen Yi: (with teary eyes) Mi... don't start!

Busy and busy, I have to talk about PPT after the exam (tears) I try my best to finish this World Day, but the shortness is really force majeure (lay down)

continue tomorrow~