I am a heartthrob [Quick Transmigration]

The master stayed in the bamboo forest until dusk and sunset, during which time he was constantly recuperating Yin Chengjue's internal energy.

After seeing that his spiritual power gradually stabilized, he left with confidence.

Yin Chengjue wanted to know exactly how he was injured, but he couldn't ask others directly, so he could only hope that he could investigate when he went out in a few days.

So I want to recover more quickly.

Incense lit in the room has a strong smell.

He frowned slightly, walked to the corner, and came to the incense burner.

The closer you get there, the stronger the smell of the incense.

Why is there incense here... He obviously...

Obviously what?

Thinking of this, the memory seems to be interrupted suddenly, and I can no longer remember anything related to it.

Yin Chengjue's eyelids trembled slightly, he just felt that the breath here made people a little breathless.

He raised his hand and waved it lightly, and the incense on the incense burner was extinguished in an instant.

Although the memory hadn't recovered yet, it didn't affect his use of spiritual power at all.

The moment you raise your hand, you can naturally perceive how you should use them.

He pushed the window open.

The aroma in the house gradually faded as the windows were opened, and it was no longer as dull as before.

There was a hint of fatigue in Yin Chengjue's eyes. He looked at the sword in his hand and asked softly, "Your name is Shangyu?"

Shangyu Sword heard its master calling its name in a low voice, and the blade began to glow with white light little by little. his face.

When the white light spots touch the skin, it brings a little bit of coolness.

It's like the temperature of the sword owner's body, ice and cold, but people can't help but indulge in it.

He held the hilt of the sword and retracted it lightly, and the light spots floating around gathered as if summoned, and the Shangyu Sword also turned into a white light spot, melting into Yin Chengjue's palm.

Yin Chengjue put away the spirit sword, walked to the bed, and put down the bead curtain while getting on the bed.

Separate this small world from the outside world.

Perhaps because of his injuries, he was always prone to lethargy.

Obviously his mental state is not too bad, but as long as he uses too much spiritual power, he will easily get tired.

Just like just now, he just extinguished the incense with a simple little spell, and he immediately felt sleepy and exhausted.

Yin Chengjue had just touched the pillow, and soon fell asleep.

At this time, the wind picked up again.

The gust of wind gently entered the house from the outside of the window. When it passed the censer, it paused for a while, and then blew on it, and a few small flames gradually appeared on the censer.

The extinguished incense was rekindled.

Slowly the cigarette rose again, and the fragrance that emanated surrounded the room.

After lighting the incense, the gust of wind ignored it and flew towards Yin Chengjue's bed.

The wind passes through the bead curtain, and the curtain made of beads makes a crisp sound.

It froze for a while, and couldn't help but look at the person on the bed.

Yin Chengjue didn't wake up.

Perhaps it was because he was too tired, or because the elixir he had taken had the effect of making people drowsy, so he, who was easily awakened, was still asleep after hearing the sound of the beads hitting lightly.

Behind the bead curtain, the gust of wind gradually took shape, transforming into a human appearance.

The man was dressed in black clothes that seemed to melt into the night, and quietly appeared in the house.

He walked to the bed, leaned over and tucked the quilt for Yin Chengjue, and put his exposed hands back under the quilt.

But then, he got under the blanket and reached out to pull Yin Chengjuan into his arms.

Yin Chengjue didn't sleep well, as if he had some nightmare, his body trembled slightly.

The thin underwear was opened a little, revealing fair skin, and when the man hugged him into his arms, he accidentally touched his bare skin.

When he touched the soft, slightly cool skin, he was stunned for a moment.

But she couldn't help hugging him even tighter, as if doing so would bring warmth to his body.

He kissed his earlobe, hugged Yin Chengjue contentedly, with a slight smile in his eyes.

Afterwards, his eyes turned around Yin Chengjue, and his eyes slowly lingered on him, as if he wanted to remember him bit by bit.

His gaze fell on the man's soft lips. He paused slightly, lowered his head, leaned towards Yin Chengjue's face, and placed a kiss on Yin Chengjue's brow. Open.

The soft touch made his mind flicker, as if he thought of something, the man's eyes darkened.

After that, he smiled gently at Yin Chengjue, and carefully bit his lips lightly, as if he was very satisfied with the tooth marks he had left on it.

He was face to face with him, nose to nose, watching him closely.

Loving eyes.

Yin Chengjue tilted his head uncomfortably, as if sensing something, he suddenly opened his eyes.

The beads on the bead curtain collided again and jingled.

Other than that, there was no other movement.

He lifted the quilt and got off the bed.

Bare feet on the ground.

There was a slight scent of incense, and the spark on the incense burner had been extinguished, but a little smell could still be smelled from above.

"Didn't I just extinguish it?" A suspicious voice sounded in the empty room.

Yin Chengjue frowned slightly, and opened his mouth, but a stabbing pain came from his lips.

He reached out to touch his lips and found that they were slightly swollen.

Yin Chengjue reached out, picked up the bronze mirror placed nearby, and took a picture of his current appearance.

His face was as pale as ever.

As a result, the color of the lips is even more reddish.

as always……

Why did he suddenly use this word.

Yin Chengjue carefully observed the appearance of the person in the mirror.

But seeing himself in the mirror, he blinked at him suddenly.

"..."

Seeing such a strange scene, his first reaction was not to throw the thing away, but to ask tentatively: "Mirror spirit?"

When looking through the ancient books in the house today, Yin Chengjue saw something like this: Everything has a spirit.

As long as it has spirituality, it will become refined in the subsequent gradual cultivation.

The bronze mirror can take care of everything in the world and express the appearance of anything in the mirror as it really is.

So it is not surprising that it can germinate spirituality and become refined.

After he tentatively asked the bronze mirror, Yin Chengjue's shadow in the mirror disappeared, replaced by a chubby doll wearing a red bellyband.

He sucked his finger, looked at Yin Chengjue outside the mirror with a smile, and said, "It's amazing, you can recognize me."

Because he was sucking something, his speech was a little slurred, and Yin Chengjue could barely understand what he said.

Although Jing Ling looks like a child now, no one can guess her real age.

Thinking that he might have stayed here for a long time, and that he might be able to know something, Yin Chengjue's eyes became even brighter, and he asked softly: "Jing Ling, can I ask you a few questions?"

His temperament is gentle and has a convincing magic power. Even a ghost who has lived for many years can't resist his temptation. He nodded hurriedly and agreed: "Yes, you can ask, But my spiritual power won't last long, I'll go back to the mirror to rest later, you can only ask three questions at most."

"Do you know how I got here?" he asked the first question.

"I remember that when you came, you were seriously injured, and your body was covered in blood. It was the brothers of your sect who carried you here."

This sentence is not much different from what Jiang Wan said to him.

"Then, do you know which sect I come from?" This question is very important. If it is true as Jiang Wan said, he is from Qianshanmen, and he will have an accurate direction to investigate things by himself.

Jing Ling didn't know about this question, he shook his head, "I don't know, I've been staying here since I became a spirit, and I'm not very clear about things outside."

As he shook his head, the mirror in Yin Chengjue's hand also shook.

Seeing that the reaction inside the mirror started to affect the outside, Jing Ling hurriedly said: "My spiritual power is about to disappear, so hurry up and ask, I'm leaving soon."

"Last question, the man in white who came here today, do you know his identity?"

"The man in white..." Jing Ling thought for a moment, "I don't know his identity, but I heard you call him by his name very angrily at that time, it seems to be 'Jin'..."

Thinking of the characters he saw on the jade plaque back then, Yin Chengjue said, "Xi? Xijin, or Jinxi?"

"Yes! Jinxi! Duan Jinxi! He..."

Before the words were finished, Jing Ling had disappeared.

The figure in the mirror turned into Yin Chengjue again.

According to the mirror spirit, he should have just become a spirit not long ago, so he can only maintain a human form for a short time, and once he leaves this time, he doesn't know when he will reappear.

Thinking of the few questions he just answered...

It is a fact that he came here to recuperate.

however……

If Duan Jinxi was really his master, how could he directly call out his name?

But, if he wasn't his master, then who would he be?

Why is the font on the jade plate from the same hand?

Although he had already obtained several messages from Jing Ling, Yin Chengjue felt that things seemed to be getting more and more complicated.

Duan Jinxi...

Who is it.

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