I stabbed the villain [Quick Transmigration]

Luo Tianhan put out a fire tactic, the flame burned along the monster's tongue all the way to the door, the smell of burning rancid came from the air, the monster outside stepped back a few steps, and let out bursts of sharp screams .

Bai Luoyao melted away the rancid smell in the air, and casually threw a barrier over it, blocking the screams of monster beasts.

He looked at the crack of the door, making sure that the barrier kept all the monsters out, and then looked away.

Luo Tianhan couldn't fall asleep because of his uproar, he stared at the empty black tiles on the beam, and asked casually, "How did you get here before?"

Yin Linggen had a special physique since childhood, and was coveted by countless people. It is hard to imagine how Bai Luoyao has survived all the way to the present.

It's been a long time since anyone asked him about his past, Bai Luoyao always thought he had forgotten it, but after he mentioned it, the picture hidden in the deepest part of his memory emerged.

It was a memory he least wanted to recall.

In that memory, it seemed that the entire sky was gray and gloomy, and there was no light that could penetrate the endless sky.The haze oppressed him and he couldn't breathe, and his chest would feel uncomfortably swollen when he breathed into his lungs.

The pain in all the limbs seems to be transmitted along the memory, the whip marks on the arms, the knife wounds on the back, there is no good place on his body, it is bruised and covered with bloody wounds from being abused.

There was a strong sense of hunger in the stomach cavity, and he clutched his stomach in pain, throbbing, throbbing as if someone was pulling his internal organs and messing around.

His body is cold... his vision is blurry... the shackles on his wrists and ankles confine him to an inch, as if he is alone in the dark abyss, in a dirty and dirty corner, his heart is numb and his pupils are numb. The place has long been worn out.

Day after day... no way to die... never way to touch the light.

Repeatedly beating and working every day, sometimes being molested by others, the resistance will be even harder.

Those people said that he was born as a slut, and grabbed his neck and lifted him up, seeing his suppressed face turn blue and his eyes bulge out before putting him down.

He was thrown on the ground casually, buried his face in the ground and ate a mouthful of ashes.Those people kicked him in the stomach, stepped on his face, and crushed his fingers with their toes. His vision was blurred, as if he heard the sound of bones breaking.

When those people had finished playing, they left cursing and spat on him before leaving.

It hurts...it hurts...there is no place in the whole body that does not hurt.

He moved his fingertips, his eyes turned black, the sun shone on him, and his body didn't seem so cold anymore.

The sun in the sky was reflected in his eyes, the sun was scorching hot and dazzling, making his eye sockets sore and painful, and the corners of his eyes were wet.

I don't have the strength to stand up anymore...so tired...it's not bad to die like this.

No one would care about him anyway... the meaning of life to him... was a thick shadow on the blank.

He didn't know how long he lay on the ground, his eyes were fixed on the direction of the sun, motionless, like a dying dead tree, not struggling at all, waiting for the end of his life.

A double image appeared in front of his eyes, even the sun couldn't be seen clearly, and there was a small figure in front of him.

Someone was squatting on the ground, and a child touched him lightly with his chubby hand, "Brother... are you okay?"

Before he fainted, he heard a childish voice saying, "Yunzheng, quickly help him up..."

Later he found out that it was Jing Cun, the young master of the Jing family, who saved him.

Pulling him back from the brink of death was like a light shining into his life.

Later, he got the chance to worship Jiuhua Tianzun, became the master of Luoyao Peak, and became famous all over the world. Jing Cun went around and became his disciple.

Although he hadn't remembered him for a long time...but it didn't matter, he just remembered.

……

Bai Luoyao withdrew his thoughts, did not answer Luo Tianhan's question, turned his body sideways, with his back to Luo Tianhan.

Luo Tianhan saw that he didn't want to talk to others, and he didn't want to make fun of himself anymore, so he turned around and closed his eyes.

The two of them didn't talk all night and slept lightly until dawn.

The next day Luo Tianhan woke up and there was no one beside him, touching the quilt, it was cold.

Bai Luoyao went downstairs early in the morning, asked the waiter to order breakfast, and took it to Jing Cun's room.

He couldn't knock on the door with the tray, so he called Jing Cun outside the door.

"A Cun?"

Jing Cun was still sleeping, and faintly heard someone calling him outside. After waking up, he heard Bai Luoyao's voice clearly, and said, "Master, come in directly."

Bai Luoyao came in with breakfast, the millet porridge was steaming, and there was shredded pork in it, giving off a faint aroma.

He put the tray on the table, and went to the side to bring a basin and willow branches for Jingcun to wash.

Before Jing Cun could react, he bit the willow branch twice, watched Bai Luoyao wring out the handkerchief to help him wipe his face, and quickly took the handkerchief from him.

"Master, I will do it myself."

Bai Luoyao let go of his hands, and after he finished wiping his face, brought the porridge out.

Jing Cun took the porridge bowl by himself, and smiled at him, "Thank you, Master, for your concern."

The corners of Bai Luoyao's lips curled up, "You don't have to be polite to me."

After he finished his porridge, Bai Luoyao chatted with him for a while, told him a few words, and asked Xiao Er to clean up the dishes and then went back.

Xiao Che did not come today.

For the next few days, Bai Luoyao came over every day, brought him breakfast, occasionally helped him change his medicine, sat on the edge of the bed and gave him a speech book, and sat in his room for most of the day.

Xiao Che never came over.

Jing Cun felt a little annoyed, he sent several text messages to Xiao Che by using spells, but Xiao Che didn't reply to him.

He flipped through the book next to the bed, and he squeezed out another paper crane, and wrote on it, "Senior brother, I miss you so much." With spiritual power, the paper crane flew out.

He read the formations in the book a few more times, and felt the scab on his chest a little itchy, thinking that the injury was almost healed, since Xiao Che avoided him, he would go directly to find it tomorrow.

He turned a page of the book with his fingertips, and the incense was floating in the air. With a "creak", his door was gently pushed open.

The corners of Xiao Che's lips were straightened, and he put one hand on the door, with an awkward expression on his face.

Jing Cun saw the person clearly, he was a little surprised, his eyes subconsciously bent, "Brother."

Xiao Che came to the side of his bed, "You keep calling me over, what's the matter?"

Seeing that Xiao Che was some distance away from him, Jing Cun leaned over and grabbed his hand, pulling him in front of him.

"Brother, are you angry with me these few days?"

Xiao Che struggled slightly, turned his cold face away, "No."

Jing Cun pinched his fingertips, "Did senior brother hear what you said that day?"

"When did I wake up and Master came to find me?"

Xiao Che looked at him with dark eyes, waiting for his next words.

"There is some misunderstanding between me and the master." Jing Cun squeezed his hand, "I will always be by my brother's side, and my brother believes in me."

Xiao Che frowned, and there seemed to be some confusion in his eyes, half disbelieving and half puzzled, "Why me?"

Why did you choose him?Obviously should choose Shizun.

In the past, Jing Cun spent all day with his master... He felt that Jing Cun seemed to be lying to him, but it didn't look like it... He really couldn't figure it out.

"Brother, why should you underestimate yourself?" Jing Cun's eyes were full of affection, and he reached out to touch a strand of his hair, "Because you are worth it."

It was as if a stone fell on the lake, shaking his heart and stirring up thousands of waves. His heart beat rapidly with the waves. He ran into Jing Cun's gaze, his heart was burned, and his limbs and bones were scorching hot stand up.

Xiao Che's condensed eyes seemed to have melted ice, and there was a tenderness in it.

His fair face turned red, and he said, "You... Are you telling the truth?"

Knowing that it might be a sweet talk to deceive him, but still can't help being tempted, can't help but believe it.

Jing Cun said softly, "Never deceive senior brother."

"Brother, believe me."

Xiao Che looked at him steadfastly, staring at him for a long time with his pitch-black eyes, and said "yes".

……

Bai Luoyao came here early in the morning. Jing Cun's injury was almost healed, and he had a rich breakfast selection, including bone-dried duck wings, tofu flower porridge, and wine, peaches and leeks.

Jing Cun got out of bed by himself and sat at the table, "Master, my injury is almost healed, and I don't need to send breakfast here in the future."

At first, Bai Luoyao wanted to say that it would be no trouble, but the words left his mouth for a while, and finally let out a soft "um".

Jing Cun tasted a spoonful of bean curd porridge, and the faint fragrance of bean juice spread in his lips, and the tender fish was wrapped in it.

He drank most of the bowl of porridge. Bai Luoyao looked at him and said, "A Cun, your injury is almost healed... We will return to Jiuhua in a few days, so let's do it tomorrow."

Jing Cun paused holding the spoon, and replied, "Will you be too anxious tomorrow?"

Bai Luoyao lowered his eyes, "There have been more and more Yin spirits and demons surrounding my room recently, and we can't drag it on any longer."

The soup spoon made a crisp porcelain sound when it collided with the bowl, and Jing stored the spoon, "Okay, then I will take him there tomorrow."

Bai Luoyao, "I'm with you."

He was worried about Jing Cun, afraid that Jing Cun would not have the heart to let him go on the way, and if he did that, his success would fall short.

"Wan Yaomen is not far from Huaiyin Forest. There is a formation inside. It is easy for you to fall into the formation by yourself. I will lead you the way."

What Jing Cun is best at is dismantling formations, it's impossible for Bai Luoyao not to know.

He guessed that Bai Luoyao might be worried, worried that he would let Xiao Che go.

It is impossible for him to really send the person, and he will have to think of a way at that time, but now he still has to promise Bai Luoyao.

So Jing Cun nodded and agreed.

"A Cun... Don't worry, after Che'er went in, the Yaozu found that he didn't have Yinling roots, so nothing would happen to him."

"It might take some hardship...but it won't take his life."

Jing Cun recalled the tragic scene of Xiao Che entering the Ten Thousand Demon Gate, and he didn't make a sound.

There was a slight smile on Bai Luoyao's gentle face, "A Cun, do you blame me?"

Jing Cun shook his head, "I don't blame Master."

He seemed to be telling himself, "After all, there are many things in between... It's hard to have both."