I'm afraid I won't survive [Quick Transmigration]

Xu Si closed his eyes and covered his lower abdomen and moaned. It was not because the wind vortex had a level [-] soul transmission, it was too tormented, but because as soon as he regained consciousness, a severe pain swept through his whole body immediately, which hurt him [-]%. Ten, close to the time when I quit drugs.

"I'll go, I'll give Lao Tzu such a big meeting gift just now."

Xu Si was dripping with cold sweat from the pain. When he looked down, there was a horrific big gash in his abdomen. The blood kept oozing out from between his fingers. floating blood.

The fingertips covering the wound twirled the material. Judging from the knowledge learned from the extravagant and rich life in the first world, the tentacles are warm and delicate, and it is a high-quality gauze material. The belt was stained red with blood, with delicate cicada patterns faintly visible.

Xu Si reckoned that this was another ancient fictional world.

Waiting for the memory to slowly come along with the continuous loss of blood, Xu Si shook her pale lips, breathed a long and calmly said a word: "Fuck..."

This is not an ordinary ancient world, this nima is a living world of cultivating immortals!Everyone in this world is proud of cultivating immortality and asking for it. If a flower pot is dropped from a building facing the street, seven out of ten of them will be monks, and the remaining two or three will be monks who successfully avoided it.

What is a monk?Calling the wind and calling the rain, turning beans into soldiers, immortality, how the fortress came to exist.In an instant, all kinds of complicated information flooded into the already overloaded brain, such as some cultivation stages such as Qi training, foundation building, alchemy formation, etc., all major cultivating families, and mental spells and swordsmanship... Xu Siyi "Where am I, who am I, and where am I going" is written all over the face.

From the vast memory of the original owner, Xu Si first selected the most basic information.

The original host was a boy who had just turned 13 years old, named Si Huang, who was born in a prominent cultivating family, the Youzhu Si family.His elder brother, Si Zhilan, is the head of the Youzhusi family, and a figure who once dominated the world of cultivating immortals, and Si Huang himself is a monk who has formed alchemy at a young age. When someone finds an opportunity to stand out and get the attention of everyone, everyone only thinks that this is Si Zhilan's younger brother.

Then...a scandal that shocked the entire world of cultivating immortals happened, and Si Huang's family was wiped out.

Xu Si: "..."

No, he had to run for his life.

He has been concentrating on the pain in his body, but now he hears the roaring shouts behind him, the angry shouts are mixed with the sharp wailing from time to time, Xu Si's whole body trembles, and when he turns his face, the whole Youzhu land is glowing red In one piece, under the shadow of the flames, monks from different families wearing monk uniforms of different colors were entangled together, and all of them were red-eyed.

The scene of this gang fight is a bit unreal, the ones running fast on the ground, the ones flying with swords in the sky, and the ones flying around the field are all kinds of colorful and dazzling beams of light during the fighting. If you are not careful, you will accidentally hurt others. The original owner just now It was struck by a purple lightning-like light, and he died.

Xu Si silently dragged her painful body to crawl on the ground, and when she met someone occasionally, she immediately lay upside down and pretended to be a dead body.

There is no way, all the monks fighting here are here for one purpose.

Kill the Youzhusi clan.

And Si Huang is the younger brother of the Patriarch of the Si Clan of Youzhu.

The target of public criticism.

Xu Si wiped the blood from her abdomen on her face and fell down.

I don't know which strong man without eyes stepped on his back, almost crushing Xu Si.

From the current point of view, there are very few Si people who are stubbornly united and still stubbornly resisting, and the situation of the battle is almost a foregone conclusion.As for why all the families wanted to destroy the Youzhu Si Clan together, Xu Si didn't know, no, it should be said that Si Huang didn't know.Xu Si reckoned that the elders should never talk about major issues with a 13-year-old child, and only let him focus on his practice.

Scratching and scratching the memory, the only clue that has some clues is that Si Zhilan, that is, Si Huang's brother, called Si Huang before the army of monks came to kill him. He nodded between his eyebrows and told him a word: I am the Si family of Youzhu. Worthy of heaven and earth, if you succeed in the future, you will definitely seek justice for your clansmen.

The translation of this sentence is, I really died unjustly, if you can survive, you must avenge your family!must!

Xu Si: "..." I don't know if I can survive now.

Then Si Zhilan entrusted Si Huang to the monk with the highest cultivation level in the family, and led the clansmen to fight bravely. As a result, the monk who was left alone was killed by a group of people, at least twenty. Beaten to death.

Tsk tsk tsk, recalling the replay frame by frame, Xu Si seemed to be watching a magical movie with realistic special effects, while watching, he shook his head and sighed a few words.

When he slowly wriggled to a small forest while pretending to be dead, he was really powerless. He leaned against a big tree with strong branches and gasped for breath.

It is said that this mental method can heal wounds... Believe it or not, there is nothing to lose if you try it.

After chanting for half a stick of incense, the dantian felt slightly hot, the bleeding from the wound had stopped, but it hadn't healed at all. Taking a breath, he was still throbbing in pain.

Who will be the target person this time?Xu Si exhaled cautiously, leaned her head against the tree, closed her eyes and meditated.

"Hurry up, Si Zhilan was captured alive by Patriarch Feng and Patriarch Fang together!"

"Really? Let's go, I'll wait and watch!"

A few monks passing through the small woods hurried past, discussing excitedly.

Xu Si's eyebrows twitched, and he opened his eyes suddenly, which made him gasp and almost fainted from fright.

On the branch of the tree that grew obliquely above the head, stood a man standing upright, dressed in Shengxue white clothes like a female ghost, with the sword in his hand unsheathed, and the metal scabbard reflected a lingling white light.

The moonlight was shining, and the man standing with a sword cut the moonlight behind him in half, and his face was covered in the shadows, so he couldn't see his face clearly, let alone the other party's line of sight.

Xu Si thumped in his heart, not sure if this person saw him, because he just raised his head, but the person didn't respond at all, just stood quietly with his head down, as the original owner Si Huang, who is now everyone has to punish him, Everyone should not have reacted like this when they saw him.

So Xu Si tried to support the tree and stand up slowly, but the man still didn't respond.Xu Si took two more steps, but the man still didn't respond.

In this case... He ran for his life boldly and confidently. Maybe, did that man fall asleep standing up?Xu Si thought luckily.

If Xiaolongnv can fall asleep on a rope, maybe someone can stand on a tree branch and fall asleep. Anyway, this world cannot rely on scientific knowledge to survive.

Running far away in one breath, Xu Si just wanted to take a breath, when a sharp sword energy suddenly hit him, Xu Si subconsciously backed away, turned his head to avoid the edge of the sword, a long sword brushed past his ear, Xu Si could clearly hear the sound of the sword's edge, and then the blade turned and pressed down.

The blood rushed out, and Xu Si raised his hand to cover his neck. Although the sword didn't cut the trachea, it was not shallow. For a moment, the fear of dying seized him, forcing him to fall down on his buttocks. on the ground.

Raising her eyes mechanically, the other party is a beautiful female monk with a slender Huanhuan Chugong waist and long hair dancing in the wind. She has beautiful eyes and round eyes, and she speaks harshly, and yells: "The remnants of the Si Clan take their lives!"

After reprimanding, he moved his lips, urging the sword formula.

Xu Si blinked, but was still sluggish, the sword behind him that was half-submerged in the soil flew up by itself, and went straight to his heart from behind!

Xu Si turned around in embarrassment, seeing that the tip of the sword was so close that it almost touched his chest, another sword pierced through the air obliquely, and blocked the thin sword that was about to kill him with a bang.

"Patriarch." The female cultivator was not angry at all when her sword was chopped off, but instead bowed respectfully to the visitor.

Xu Si regained consciousness and glanced back, it was the man who was standing on the branch before.

Now he saw the man's face clearly. He didn't know whether it was because of the serious injury or the man's instinct. His blood surged instantly, and there were only four words left in his mind, shock, for, heaven, and man.

He just stared stupidly at the visitor.

The eyes of "Heavenly Man" are standard peach blossom eyes. The folds of the double eyelids are deep and wide, and the end of the eyes is very long. It should be the most charming eye shape, but it is unexpectedly set on this face. There is an awe-inspiring appearance of wind and snow.The eyeballs were pitch black, and the flames reflected in the sky seemed like drifting poplar flowers chasing water. His gaze was erratic and blurred, and it fell on Xu Si's face after turning around.

After a pause like a dragonfly touching water, it floated away again.

With just one glance, Xu Si felt that his heart stopped beating. He had never seen such and such... the eyes without desire and desire, calm as if everything fell into his eyes, but nothing really fell into his heart.

Xu Si saw three words in those eyes: It doesn't matter.

【ding dong】

The sound of the system going online.

"The target person has been locked. Ling Jiuwei, head of Yunxu Ling's clan."

Xu Si shot decisively like lightning, and hugged the figure that passed by him.

The man's body froze, and then a majestic burst of true energy shook Xu who was eating tofu several feet away. When he landed, his internal organs instantly shifted and collided with each other. He covered his chest and vomited blood.

"Hmph, a bereaved dog dares to entangle the owner. He simply doesn't know what is good and evil, and thinks his life is too long!" The female cultivator held her sword, pointed at Xu Si's nose, and sneered.

Only then did Xu Si see clearly that the clothes on this female cultivator were of the same style as Ling Jiuwei's. The white clothes were more snowy, with silver curly moiré patterns rolled around the robe, and a jade plaque that looked similar in appearance hung from her waist. It seems to be a uniform monk uniform.

Ling Jiuwei shook people away, but her footsteps did not stop for a moment, and she continued to walk forward calmly.It was as if what he had just shaken away was just a mosquito.

As soon as Xu Si gritted her teeth, she flew over again, this time before she even touched the bottom of her robe, she was shaken away.

"Bold! Don't care as much as you do, you have to make an inch! See if I don't cut off your hands!" The female cultivator couldn't stand it anymore, this young man dared to use those dirty hands to defile her family's Patriarch!She strode over aggressively with her sword in hand, intending to cut someone with the sword.

Xu Si shrank her neck.

"A Tong, don't act rashly and kill innocent people indiscriminately." Ling Jiuwei stopped, opened her red lips lightly, and uttered a sentence.

The female cultivator called Atong suddenly stopped her sword, and the tip of the sword almost stopped just before the tip of Xu Si's nose, "But, Patriarch, looking at this person's monk uniform, he is clearly from the Youzhu clan."

"So what?" Ling Jiuwei turned his body halfway. From his angle, he could just see the boy's piercing eyes that looked like cold stars.

"Oh, Patriarch!" Atong said naturally, "Si Zhilan committed such atrocious things to various families, even our Yunxuling clan killed many people, shouldn't we avenge our dead clansmen? "

"It was Si Zhilan who did the harm, what does it have to do with this child?" Ling Jiuwei's peach blossom eyes focused on the female cultivator, and the invisible pressure came over her head, causing the female cultivator to lower her head, "You kill a A child who has no strength to restrain a chicken, with such a wicked nature, what kind of immortality do you want to ask?"

This sentence is not insignificant.

"Uncle..." Seeing that Ling Jiuwei was angry, Atong struggled a bit, lowered his hands in aggrieved manner, and turned back to the master with his head drooping. Before turning around, he still gave Xu Si a hard look.

Xu Si breathed a sigh of relief.It turned out that Ling Jiuwei was the nun's little uncle.

Ling Jiu flicked his wide sleeves slightly, and stepped forward with his hands behind his back, but found that his legs sank suddenly, and when he looked down, there was a person crossed on his legs.

The boy was still unrepentant, with a bloody face raised, and a smirk from his bloody mouth, "Hey, have you been caught?"

There was even a hint of complacency in his tone.

Ling Jiuwei frowned slightly, but did not frown.

When A Tong saw this scene, he immediately exploded. He looked at his uncle in fear, and then at the child covered in blood. As if struck by lightning, when he recovered, he immediately stretched out his hand to grab the child's hand. .

Sin, oh, sin, Ling Jiuwei has a big cleanliness obsession, who knows who in the world of cultivating immortals?

Unfortunately, Xu Si didn't know.

He is very experienced in wrapping people's legs. He goes into battle with both hands and feet. He looks like a koala.

"Let go." A voice without any emotion came from above his head.

Xu Si, "I don't."

A Tong: "???" Is this kid out of his mind?

"What do you want?" the voice continued.

Xu Si, "You."

A Tong: "..." This child is indeed mentally ill.

Xu Si also felt that he had to find a plausible motive for himself, so that people would not think that he was pestering Ling Jiuwei just for the purpose of pestering Ling Jiuwei. He sniffed his nose and thought for a while, and suddenly a voice came from his ear, "Master."

A pair of masters and apprentices not far away were eagerly discussing how many evil obstacles they had destroyed today that caused harm to the fairy world.

Xu Si had a flash of inspiration, his eyes rounded, and he straightened his neck to meet the cold and indifferent gaze from bottom to top, "You are very powerful, I want to worship you as my teacher."