You finished the joke [Quick Transmigration]

The young man in front of him had a pale face and pursed his lips, "I don't know what you are talking about."

"Is this face you can use?" He Sheng raised his lips and sneered, pulling the scar on his left face, blood trickling down his cheek even more urgently.

Xiao Ming was a little dazed, not knowing what they were talking about.

He Sheng was about to make a move when Song Li, the left protector behind him, hurriedly stopped him, "Right, right, right, right, right protector, I, I, I, I, I..."

The words were stuck in his throat and he couldn't speak, so Song Li had no choice but to show what he was going to do with actions, so he turned around and slapped Yan Shu unconscious.

Xiao Ming said anxiously, "You guys, don't hurt him!"

Without saying a word, He Sheng touched Xiao Ming's acupoints, trying to lift Xiao Ming up.

Song Li was in a hurry, the right protector had never even hugged him before, how could he hug someone else!

Even if the other party is the Lord's future wife!

"Right, right, right, right, right protector, I, I, I, I..." Looking at He Sheng's eyes without sadness or joy, Song Li's tongue seemed to be stolen, and suddenly he couldn't speak. Come on.

He Sheng guessed what the person in front of him wanted to say, "Can you carry two by yourself?"

Song Li puffed out his chest confidently.

The time to show himself finally came, Song Li picked up the unconscious Yan Shu with one hand, and felt that he could carry three more people.

Until he picked up Xiao Ming.

Is the Lord's future wife a pig demon? It's too heavy!

Song Li walked a few steps with difficulty, turned around slowly, his face swelled like a pig's liver, "Right, right, right, right, right protector, you, you, you, you..."

Song Li was speechless again.

He Sheng understood again, and nodded, "Then I will go ahead."

Xiao Ming: 6, is there some secret code between these two?

360 ignored Xiao Ming: The title of protector is too long and too fancy.

Xiao Ming: 6 ah!Find a way to help me quickly!

360 didn’t seem to hear it: it’s actually called Youyouyouyouyou Dharma, this demon world is really creative.

360 said happily: Call me 3333360 from now on.

Xiao Ming: ...Go, go, go, go, go to hell.

The loveless Xiao Ming was carried into the hall.

Song Li threw Yan Shu on his shoulders to the ground casually, and the young man rolled a few times on the ground, frowning and waking up leisurely.

Carefully put Xiao Ming down, and after unlocking his acupoints, Song Li knelt down on one knee towards the seated person, arched his hands together, and respectfully said, "My lord."

Xiao Ming rushed to Yan Shu anxiously to check whether he was injured.

Probably because its owner doesn't like light, the light in the main hall is not very good, and a few hanging night pearls give off a weak light.

The Dharma protectors on the left and right in the hall, the three elders are all there.

Huo Zhu, the only woman among the elders, twisted her frail body, and said in a delicate voice, "Hey, it's really rare to have a guest here!"

"Brother Song Li, what's the matter?" Qiao Ying, a big man next to him, couldn't figure it out, and bumped Song Li with his elbow, "Is it because he can't fight to rescue the soldiers?"

Song Li snorted, raised his chin and said, "In this world, I have never met an opponent except the Lord."

He glanced sideways at the right protector He Sheng looking at him, Song Li stammered again, "Right, right, right, right, right..."

He Sheng turned his eyes away, Song Li slumped his shoulders.

As if she had discovered something interesting, the woman's eyes lit up, and the light voice of a yellow warbler sounded again, "It's really strange, there are actually two lords."

The head of the three elders, the white-bearded old man leaned on his crutches and said angrily, "Hmph, where did the dead monster come from?"

Qiao Ying patted his head foolishly, "Elder Baibeard, we are all monsters."

Elder Baibeard was demolished, so angry that he blew his beard and stared.

Xiao Ming looked at the people in the seat in a daze.

The person sitting on the seat was dressed in a black robe, with extremely cold and evil spirits in his eyes, his narrow and narrow eyes were full of viciousness, and his eyes were as cold as a poisonous snake with a snake letter.

Different from the icy coldness of the previous world, this kind of icy coldness is damp and dark, making people feel terrified when they see it.

Xiao Ming's fingertips felt cold, and he froze in place as if struck by lightning.

How is this going?

Xiao Ming blinked, turned his head stiffly, and looked at the people around him.

The boy frowned, and looked at the people in the seat.

What's wrong with this world, there are two Yan Shu?

Xiao Ming was confused: 6, which one is the real Yan Shu?

Qihoo 360 also doesn't understand that everyone in this world is born of the same resentment, so everyone's brows are covered with purple black air, and its detection system is no longer functioning.

360: Come on, okay?

The person in the seat let out a "huh", stood up slowly, and walked down.

The long ink-like hair is set against the black robe, and the purple mandala is embroidered on the bottom of the robe, blooming in a strange and enchanting posture.

The man was wrapped in black, and his complexion was extremely sickly pale, as if he had been in the dark all his long life and had never seen sunlight.

I don't know if it's because men like the dark so much, or...

Get used to this darkness.

Xiao Ming stared at the approaching person, his heart pounded violently, pain came, and his nose felt astringent.

The man stopped in front of Xiao Ming, looked into Xiao Ming's eyes, and didn't make a sound.

The man's eyes are black ink, a boundless emptiness with no end in sight.

Xiao Ming's face turned cold, and then he realized that he had shed tears at some point, and the teardrops trickled down his cheeks.

The man sighed helplessly, "Why are you crying?"

Xiao Ming touched his face indiscriminately, his face was covered with mucus.

He didn't know why his heart ached when he saw the man's eyes.

How could such beautiful eyes not see the light?

The man turned his gaze to the boy next to Xiao Ming.

"Heh, you little fox, you're just a clown."

A cold wind blew from nowhere in the hall, the young man moved and spat out a mouthful of blood with a "wow".

Xiao Ming nervously took a step forward and tugged on the man's sleeve.

The man sullenly said, "Why, are you protecting him?"

Xiao Ming clenched the sleeves of the man in his hand a little bit, and the cold touch came against his fingertips. Xiao Ming felt that he seemed to be a bit of a demon, and he couldn't bear to let go.

Xiao Ming didn't understand what happened to him.

The boy next to him held Xiao Ming's hand, and looked at Xiao Ming with pleading eyes, "Master, don't you believe me?"

The three elders next to them have already moved the small benches and are waiting to watch the show.

Right Protector Song Li looked at He Sheng who was standing beside him, "Right, right, right, right, Right Protector, you, you, you, you..."

The words "Do you need a bench" were stuck in Song Li's throat and he couldn't get them out.

"No need." As if he could hear Song Li's inner voice, He Sheng refused indifferently.

Song Li blushed.

The three elders who took out a few packs of melon seeds and started nibbling hated iron for being weak, shaking their heads and making "tsk tsk tsk" sounds.

The movement next to him did not affect Xiao Ming's side, and the boy holding Xiao Ming's right hand had tears in his eyes, showing a pitiful look.

The man remained silent, as if he was waiting for Xiao Ming's decision.

360 is in a hurry, the host's brain makes it very worried.

Xiao Ming stood on the spot for a long time before letting go of the sleeves he was clutching.

The man's face was expressionless, but the boy's eyes lit up.

"Master you..."

Xiao Ming brushed the boy's hand away with his free hand.

The boy didn't react and just stood there in a daze.

"Who are you?" Xiao Ming asked with his head down.

The young man was anxious, "How could the master not recognize me?"

The two people in front of them looked the same except for their eyes.

But for the first time, Xiao Ming felt that there was an unknown force in his heart pulling him. This force was very firm, which unexpectedly made him feel at ease.

He is often stupid, but there is one person, he can't admit his mistakes no matter what.

Xiao Ming raised his head, looked into the boy's eyes, and said firmly, "You are not him."

The boy was stunned.

The corner of the mouth of the man beside him hooked up slightly.

The boy suddenly twisted his face, revealing the fangs in his mouth, "How can you not believe me!"

Seeing that something was wrong, Song Lifei jumped up and knocked the young man unconscious from behind.

Several people were very sensible and dragged the unconscious boy back.

The door of the main hall was closed, leaving only two people in the empty hall.

The man stood aside without speaking, Xiao Ming moved his fingertips slightly, stretched out his hand cautiously, and secretly pinched a small corner of the man's sleeve.

The man seemed to be fused with that blackness, Xiao Ming couldn't bear it.

Bubbles popped up in my heart, a little swollen, but also a little satisfied.

The man stood there for a long time before he opened his mouth and said, "I heard that the fox family has a secret method to know who a person's sweetheart is, and to transform into that person's appearance to confuse people."

The man cast his long gaze, "Could it be me, the Taoist priest's sweetheart?"

The few people who were eavesdropping outside the door pursed their lips, really, what is the Lord still pretending.

Hundreds of years ago at night, the demon world suddenly experienced a big shock, and returned to calm after a while.

But that night, the Lord had a dream.

They couldn't wake them up no matter how they tried to wake them up, they stood helplessly watching the sleeping man frowning, the pillow was wet.

A few people don't start, some can't bear to watch.

No one knew what the Lord had dreamed that night.

I only know that the Lord didn't like to sleep after that night, and locked himself in the secret room all day and all night.

The few of them were really worried. Driven by curiosity, they conspired to trick the Lord away and sneaked into the Lord's secret room to take a peek. There was only a portrait hanging on the empty wall.

The facial lines of the person in the portrait have begun to blur, as if caused by years of caress, and it can only be vaguely seen that it is a teenager.

Instead, the ground was full of sawdust, and one wooden frame after another was standing against the wall, and the frames were filled with carved figurines.

From the very beginning, the lines of the sculpted villain were not smooth, very rough, and even the facial expression could not be seen. There were still blood stains on the face of the villain, which may be left by the sculptor who scratched his hand.

However, the more you get to the back, the more lifelike it becomes. Some smile silly, some sit paralyzed with a look of lovelessness, and some puff their cheeks like a little hamster eating.

A few people couldn't believe it. During these hundreds of years, the Lord has been sitting in this darkness, relying on an illusory dream, silently carving for hundreds of years.

However, in this huge demon world, they have never seen the person in the painting.

"You guys, do you believe in past and present lives?" Song Li asked out of his confusion, "That is, when you see a person, you feel that it is him, and you have been waiting for this person to appear for so long. "

Song Li's words were met with laughter.

"Brother Song Li, the person you're talking about is the Zuo Guardian?"

Song Li faltered and couldn't speak.

He Sheng didn't speak at the side.

Hundreds of years had passed, and they didn't know how long the Lord hadn't slept, and how many small figures were carved in the dark secret room.

Are the villains crying or laughing? They accompany the Lord year after year in the secret room. Are they also lonely?

Several people talked and laughed on their faces, but they became more and more anxious in their hearts.

But today, the person in the painting finally appeared.

A few people waited secretly to listen to the corner of the wall, hoping that the Lord would quickly overwhelm them one way or another.

At this time, Xiao Ming in the palace blushed and retorted loudly, "Blind, what nonsense!"

The author has something to say: Hmph, New World Xiaohei cp has a new name, although the new name is also...

Alas, the name of the old nine is really useless, let me lie quietly and be a delicious salted fish.

Babies are welcome to come and taste, baji baji baji