All Immortal Sect Forced Me to Change Dao Couple[Transmigration Book]

Jing Zhou thinks that he and Zhu Yan are so undestined that they almost meet each other several times, but they always miss it.

He inexplicably broke a piece of the Shangyuan Night Lantern Festival, and missed it; he was in Wu Nanguo, thousands of miles away, in Baishui Town, and missed it; now when he arrived at Zhu Yan's old nest, Blood Ballad Palace, he was told that Zhu Yan had disappeared more than a year ago up.

At about the same moment, Jing Zhou realized that Senior A Yan in Qi Jue's dream was probably...!

Zhu Yan.

Jing Zhou raised his forehead, it turned out that Qi Jue's Bai Yueguang was an ancient beast.

The mood is extremely complicated.

He never thought that his love rival was actually a fierce beast, or this kind of old fierce beast that had lived for thousands of years.

However, I heard that Zhu Yanhua's human figure is a unique and handsome man. Although there is no portrait in the world to prove the authenticity of this rumor, it has been passed down for thousands of years, so it cannot be groundless.

Qi Jue is probably the same as him, a face-seeker.

Jing Zhou smiled self-deprecatingly, he knew that he was pretty good looking, but he didn't know how much worse he was compared to Zhu Yan.

Forget it, what's the use of thinking about it?There is no need to compare beauty with fierce beasts.

Under Yu Ci's careful care, Jing Zhou, who had been fed poison for a year, recovered within seven days, and his cultivation was preserved.

Since Jing Zhou's reminder, Yu Ci has been searching the entire ghost domain for Qi Jue's whereabouts, but after seven days, there is no clue.

Just when he had no idea, the rumor that the ghost master newly married the Taoist priest of the human world as his wife spread throughout the ghost domain.

The fact that Jing Zhou was taken back to the Blood Ballad Palace that day was well known in the ghost world, but not only was he not made into training materials by the ghost master, but he also lived in the ghost master's bedroom every day.

If the two of them didn't order this or that, who would believe it?Their ghost master probably took a fancy to this human Taoist priest and kept his bed warm.

Jing Zhou could hear such rumors, so Yu Ci naturally knew about them earlier.

But Yu Ci not only did not avoid suspicion at all, but came more diligently.

"I think these rumors are very necessary," Yu Ci clearly blushed, but still held back his serious analysis, "Didn't Qi definitely marry Senior Jing? If there is no second human monk, once the news spreads that I have admitted my senior into the bedroom, he may lose his footing, and maybe he will come to the door himself."

Jing Zhou didn't expect Yu Ci to have such deep thoughts, he smiled: "You can try, but it's hard to say whether I can catch Qi Jue as bait."

Yu Ci looked at him speechless, Jing Zhou continued: "He may only use me as a pawn, and now he uses me to achieve his goal and return to Huangquan, I lose value, and he doesn't need to mess up for me."

Yu Ci lowered his eyes, not looking at Jing Zhou: "What about Senior Jing?"

"what?"

"What are your plans for Qi Jue now?"

Yu Ci hesitated for a long time, and finally plucked up the courage to ask this question out of his mouth.

Jing Zhou didn't even think about it, he smiled directly: "I can have any plans, just let nature take its course."

Can he forcefully drive this little bastard out of his heart or something?He can't help it for a while.

Yu Ci roughly understood from his expression and words, and his expression darkened: "In short, there is only one way for the time being, and I have to wrong Senior Jing to endure the rumors. If you don't try, how will you know if it will work?"

Jing Zhou knew that Yu Ci's head was forced by the system and he had a good impression of him. Although the purpose of wearing the book this time was to guide Yu Ci to cure anorexia, after experiencing Qi Jue's encounter, he already had the other party's place in his heart. The real Yu Ci is a blank sheet of paper, and Jing Zhou is really unwilling to do it against his will.

So he said one thing, very bluntly: "I don't have any disadvantages if you say forbearance, and I hope Mr. Yu will not take it to heart."

Yu Ci suddenly raised his head, looking at Jing Zhou in a panic and embarrassment.

Jing Zhou smiled at him gently and openly: "Don't take it seriously, I'm not worth it."

Yu Ci's face turned red all at once, red and green again, and smiled awkwardly: "Is it...obvious? Senior can see it."

His mind was punctured by the person involved, Yu Ci fidgeted and wrung his hands: "I'm sorry, I don't know what's going on..."

Yu Ci didn't know, but Jing Zhou knew very well that these good feelings were all imposed, and Yu Ci was innocent, but he couldn't explain it.

Jing Zhou could only smile indifferently: "What are you sorry for? It's not something to be ashamed of."

He glanced at the high favorability score, and felt a little puzzled. This value is so obvious in Yu Ci, why is it... for Qi Jue?

Could it be that little bastard too... Jing Zhou shook his head in his heart, he didn't dare to make assumptions about that bastard.

"Young Master Yu, don't think too much about this matter, just let nature take its course, and leave the rest to me."

Jing Zhou put down this sentence, Yu Ci was a little confused, but he also vaguely agreed.

In fact, Jing Zhou is thinking about how to untie the favorability system, but if it really doesn't work, blowing up the system would be fine.

Yu Ci was about to leave when he suddenly turned around and said, "Then, can I still come to Senior as usual?"

After a pause, he added: "Senior's injuries haven't fully healed yet, I'm afraid something might go wrong, so..."

The more he spoke, the lower his voice became, and even he himself felt that the explanation was weak, but Jing Zhou raised the corners of his lips: "Okay, Blood Ballad Palace is boring, I am also happy if you come."

With a grin, he found the other party under the steps.

Yu Ci obviously breathed a sigh of relief, said yes, opened the door and left.

The guardian of the ghost master who was waiting at the door looked coldly into the room, the wind in his eyes was as cold as ice knives, and he was about to cut Jing Zhou into a pig.

This ghost lord protector has a very high combat power value, and he keeps silent all day long, like a little tail.

Yu Ci called him Abi, who was the little devil who was picked up from the Ten Thousand Ghosts' Cave half a year ago. He was dumb but loyal, and Jing Zhou guessed that this little devil probably liked Yu Ci.

This Abi was really aggrieved and wanted Jing Zhou to disappear completely from the ghost master's sight, but the ghost master seemed to lose his soul when he saw Jing Zhou, he could only grind his teeth with hatred.

Jing Zhou smiled helplessly, liking this kind of thing is really terrible.

There is no day and night in the ghost domain, and the passage of time is easily confused. Therefore, there is a ghost who beats the watch all the year round. He holds a human skull in his left hand and a rib in his right hand. He knocks the ribs on the skull like an old monk knocking on a wooden fish. Shichen patrolled the streets beating all the way.

When he was really in the ghost land, Jing Zhou found that it was not the hell where demons danced wildly as the outside world thought. Except that there was no alternation of the sun and the moon, no rotation of the seasons, and the ghosts were irritable, fought and ate away at each other, most of the time it was not much different from the human world, especially the blood. In Yao Palace, although it was a strange red up and down due to Qi Jue's preference, many unique pavilions and pavilions were built in imitation of human gardens.

The winding corridors in the palace are connected with each other, with strange flowers shining and luxuriant trees. The rare ghost vines in the human world are entwined on the lintel pillars carved with pictures of hundreds of ghosts, and clouds of walrus purple vines bloom. The red flowers, after the flowers die, are clusters of bamboo red berries, very attractive swaying in the wind.

The flowing water flows along the corridor into the fish pond in the garden, murmuring all the way, but the stream is full of bright red blood, and the pond is filled with meat-eating piranhas.

The entire Blood Ballad Palace is just like Qi Jue himself, pleasing to the eye, but deadly and poisonous.

Although it was his first time to Huangquan, Jing Zhou had a vague and subtle sense of familiarity with every plant and tree in the Blood Ballad Palace.

There is no clear map in his mind, but it seems that he has lived here for many years, and his body has long remembered where all the roads can lead.

Several times he followed his feelings, and at the end of the road was a deserted blood bamboo forest. There was a pool of water in the forest, which was different from other places in the Blood Ballad Palace. There are red lotuses taller than people in full bloom in the middle, surrounded by clouds and mist, like a fairyland.

Every time Jing Zhou walked to the pool, he always felt very peaceful and relaxed inside, and would want to stay there for a long time before he knew it. This time he settled down and adjusted his breath on the bluestone by the lotus pool, and he became confused.

In a daze, he suddenly had a fever all over his body, and his body seemed to follow some memory, so he took off his clothes and loosened his hair, and walked into the depths of the lotus pond to cool down.

But after soaking for a long time, not only did his body temperature not drop, but the pain in the tailbone became more obvious. Jing Zhou touched the back, and his heart skipped a beat. He actually touched a ball of fluff.

His heart was beating wildly, as if he had a premonition of a sudden change in his face, as if as soon as he turned his head, the truth behind the window paper would come out...

At this moment, there was a sound of water by the pool, and someone jumped into the lotus pond and swam towards him. Because the water mist was too thick, he couldn't see the person's face clearly.

Until that person dived into the water and hugged his waist, and grabbed the fluffy thing with his hands restlessly, Jing Zhou's face turned red, and a layer of light powder floated on the tip of his ears. The feeling spread from the tailbone to all the limbs, he was so hot that he was about to boil——

"Your tail is so sensitive, can't you touch it?"

The man poked his face out of the water, his black hair wetly stuck to his porcelain-white skin, the tails of his long and narrow eyes were slightly raised, with a tinge of red remaining.

There was a smile in his eyes, and there was a bit of pampering and coquettish savagery, he tugged on Jing Zhou's tail, not knowing whether it was teasing or stroking——

"What will happen if you touch it? Huh?"

Jing Zhou met his eyes, and his heart beat wildly.

This is the face of the ghost lord Qi Jue, the ghost lord Qi Jue's soul!

"Senior Jing! Senior Jing!"

Jing Zhou suddenly opened his eyes and met the same face, but it was Yu Ci's gaze. His face was full of anxiety and worry: "Senior's energy channels are disordered, and he almost went mad, what's going on?"

Only then did Jing Zhou come back to his senses in a daze, he was actually invaded by a heart demon just now, and almost fell into a demon barrier, so dangerous.

Qi Jue is a dream, and the tail is also a dream.

"It's okay, I had a nightmare..."

"This is the place where Zhu Yan lives, and the miasma is thick. Senior Jing can only recover from serious injuries. It's better to come here less often."

"Well, I was careless."

So it turned out to be Zhu Yan's shelter?That's why I dreamed about the long tail just now. Could it be because I was in this place and I became Zhu Yan in my dream?

It's ridiculous...

What's even more absurd is that Jing Zhou's stomach suddenly growled inappropriately.

Ever since Qi Jue exploded his horse, he hadn't eaten a bite of food, and he was so hungry that he was so hungry.

The air suddenly fell into embarrassment, and Yu Ci suddenly smiled: "There is a new cook in the Blood Ballad Palace, and it is said that his cooking skills are very good. Do you want to try, Senior Jing?"

He said it lightly, but in fact the cook had worked hard to find him.During this period of time, Yu Ci also discovered that Jing Zhou was unable to eat, so he kept this matter on his mind, and searched all over the ghost domain for cooks, hoping to meet Jing Zhou's wishes.

Jing Zhou had long given up hope, but seeing the expectant and cautious look of the other party, he couldn't bear to retort: ​​"Okay, maybe Huang Quan's cook is just right."

Yu Ci smiled: "Qi Jue used to cook often, right?"

Jing Zhou replied truthfully: "Three meals a day are never delayed."

Yu Ci's face was still smiling, but his eyes were obviously darkened.

Jing Zhou curled his lips indifferently, and added: "He was thinking about poisoning me."

Yu Ci: "..."

Approaching the dining room, Jing Zhou smelled the rich aroma of food, and immediately moved his index finger, and his stomach growled even louder.

The new cook did not prepare many dishes, such as sweet and sour short ribs, fried eggplant box, stewed hoof, and fried kale.

They are all very homely and simple dishes, but the taste is very attractive.

Jing Zhou looked at the delicious food in front of him, his face changed slightly, and Yu Ci who was beside him didn't realize that something was wrong at all: "Senior Jing, you can try, can you eat tonight's food?"

Before Jing Zhou could answer, the maid brought the last dish of lotus root soup, only one bowl, and put it squarely in front of Jing Zhou.

The soup is clear and steaming hot. The crispy and juicy lotus root slices are soaked in the soup, and a few round lotus seeds sink to the bottom of the bowl, which is very attractive.

Jing Zhou slipped his Adam's apple subconsciously.

When his eyes moved from the lotus root soup to the maid's well-boned hand, the slender fingers were whiter than the lotus root in the soup, his heart skipped a beat, and the moment he raised his head, he collided with those smiling eyes.

Time froze.

The smile in those eyes was even stronger, and the voice was low and soft, and it was like a love whisper in the ear: "Lotus root soup has added lotus seeds, Brother Zhou, you can taste it, the taste of broken roots, is it sweet or bitter?"

Jing Zhou's heartbeat stopped, but his face remained calm: "Are you here?"

"It's not, I'm afraid Brother Zhou is hungry." He looked down at Jing Zhou with a smile frozen on his lips, "After all, you can only eat the food I cook."