NPC he is a bit demon [Transmigration Book]

His pale lips moved, but he couldn't utter a word after all. In this book, no matter who was stabbed by the protagonist, it was a matter of course, and Yan Liang himself was the same.

He has nothing to complain about, and he will be at ease when he comes, besides, this is the setting he made for the male lead, he is ruthless and cold, and he is suffering the consequences of his own suffering.

It's just... It hurts a lot, even though it's not his body, the pain from being pierced through the heart doesn't diminish at all.

"Do you know how important it is to me to let go?" Ji Ke's voice was extremely cold, and he took a few steps forward, gazing closely at Yan Liang, whose face was pale and sweaty, and whose eyes gradually faded.

Maybe it was because the moonlight was not clear enough. From a certain angle, he felt that this person was somewhat similar to his senior Yan, not only in that face, but also in his lowered brows and lowered eyes, his stubbornness of being hurt and enduring pain...

Ji Ke's heart skipped a beat, but he pushed the black blade stuck in Yan Liang's heart a little harder. Yan Liang's body trembled, and his soul finally got out of this shell and was freed.

I don't allow anyone to be similar to him...

Ji Ke glanced at the breathless corpse nailed to the wall, snorted coldly in disdain, and relieved himself, but the rest was boundless bewilderment and sorrow.

He knew in his heart that even if Wen Ran had led all the ghosts to chase Fu Xuanliang, it would be hopeless.

Senior Yan, let you come back...how long do I have to wait?

His fingernails were almost sunk into his palms. Ji Ke took a deep breath, and the sweet smell of blood soaked into his nostrils. He retracted his magic blade and turned to leave. The corpse nailed to the wall fell into a pool of blood, and a large pile of spells and spiritual artifacts were also sprinkled It came out, ding ding dong dong, a small bead rolled to his feet through the blood.

Ji Ke looked at the blood-stained beads beyond recognition and frowned, and couldn't help but bent down to pick them up. The beads retained the temperature of blood, which was warm, and the blood stains fell on Ji Ke's fair fingers. Gradually the truth came to light.

Warm and clear, with a faint light blue luster.

His long and narrow eyes seemed to be broken by ice, Ji Ke almost wiped off the blood stains on the beads with trembling hands, and the amber cast a lustrous light on his pale palm.

He looked up at the strange man who had been pierced through the heart by him with a knife and lay in the blood stains with a look that was almost terrified. His approaching steps were hesitant and heavy, and his heart was beating inexplicably, almost jumping. to the throat...

How could this person have this amber?Amber, whom he thought he would never see again in this life, fell into the sea of ​​lifelessness together with Senior Yan, without a trace...

Ji Ke squatted down and put her finger between the opponent's nose. She had already lost her breath, and stretched out her hand on the wrist veins, but she couldn't find a glimmer of life either.

Ji Ke really panicked, his always determined and gloomy eyes were panicked and bloodshot, he covered the bloody hole in the opponent's heart with his hand, and poured spiritual power continuously, but this empty corpse would never give him a trace of it again. respond.

What should I do... Is this person...

Countless possibilities flashed in his mind. Since this person has this amber, he might know the whereabouts of Senior Yan, whether it is a corpse or a remnant soul, as long as there is a clue about Senior Yan, it is also possible. He has a deeper connection with Senior Yan, maybe he is... After all, Senior Yan also appeared as An Zhiyu before...

This idea is dangerous, Ji Ke dare not think about it any more, if this is the truth, then it is equivalent to killing Senior Yan with his own hands.

He forced himself to calm down, picked up the already stiff corpse, and rushed out of the ghost prison in a hurry.

Even if he captures the world's doctors, he will save this person's life!

……

Yan Liang sank into an absurd and messy nightmare again. In the dream, there were Ji Liang, Jue Lan Hua, and a desert full of wind and sand.

But the dream always stays at the moment when he wakes up with a hangover and the blue flower pattern on his face, and he can't continue. Every time he wants to look back, he will fall into the boundless blue flower swamp, as if there is an insurmountable obstacle.

Maybe he shouldn't know what happened next.

Yan Liang woke up again, and two months later, the ferryman sewed up his body and disappeared without a trace, leaving only a spirit slave serving daily meals and living.

The ferryman placed him on an island, secluded and secluded with abundant spiritual resources, which is very beneficial for physical recovery.

At first Yan Liang just came to his senses, unable to move his limbs like a vegetative person, listening to the ebb and flow of the waves every day to recuperate peacefully, the spirit slave looked like a young boy, but later seeing Yan Liang was really boring, so he just scattered about for him talk about things outside.

The past two months have been very uneven. Ji Ke frantically arrested doctors in the world of cultivating immortals, even mortals who did not practice, frantically collecting folk remedies that can bring people back to life, making people panic and unsettled.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Mo, the suzerain of Wuyan Mountain, did not fall as the original plot in his book, but has been in seclusion for several years, and there are different reasons.

It was already summer at that time, and the days were long and the nights were short and the weather was getting hotter. Fortunately, the sea breeze on the island was cool, and Yan Liang was gradually able to stay in bed and exercise, and went for a walk by the beach.

Sometimes it is a day to be idle and bored watching the ebb and flow of the tide.

The little spirit slave followed behind him like an idiot, but kept his head down without saying a word. Every time Yan Liang talked to him, he was shy and refused to say more. Sew up the face and let him come out with a tattered face to scare people.

"Why, am I scary?" Every time he saw the evasive expression of the little spirit slave, he would tease him with a slight smile.

Little Ling Nu hurriedly shook his head, blushing inexplicably: "No...no!"

I'm just... I've never seen such a good-looking young master... After all, he didn't have the nerve to say this.

Yan Liang thought he was frightened by him, so he smiled and said, "Just kidding, don't be afraid."

While taking a bath, Yan Liangzai took a closer look at his body, it was intact and not bad at all, the only blemish was the red mark on his neck, neither deep nor shallow, a dark smear of red slanted across the Adam's apple, as if on porcelain A red rope was wrapped around Bai's neck, which was the trace left by the soul-sealing dagger.

It's not ugly, and it's even shockingly coquettish, making people want to find out what kind of universe is hidden deep in the collar under the red mark.

……

Ling slaves probably don't have memory and consciousness. Yan Liang saw that this little guy was obedient and different, so he asked him casually if he had a name.

The little spirit slave actually blushed, hid aside and shook his head violently, Yan Liang saw that he looked funny, so he smiled and said: "Then, let's call you Ah Cheng, okay?"

By accident, Yan Liang said the name of the person Mengchuan met, Ah Cheng, Ah Cheng, what happened afterwards?

Hearing this, the little spirit slave nodded violently again, showing joy on his face, but his mouth was still respectful: "Everything is under the arrangement of the young master."

"You don't need to be so polite with me." Yan Liang is not used to ordering people around. After being able to move freely, he never troubles others. In his spare time, he also goes to the sandy beach by the sea to catch some crabs, fish and shrimps, and let Ah Cheng cook them when he comes back.

Spirit slaves are just ignorant and incomplete souls that wander around the world with nowhere to go. Practitioners collect them for refinement and education, and place them at home to do some rough chores.

The spirit slave had no ideology, but Yan Liang felt that he and Ah Cheng had a natural sense of closeness, and they were comfortable with each other, as if they had been together for many years.

The last person who made him feel this close was Du Yu.

Thinking of this, Yan Liang felt a twinge of pain in his heart, wondering where he is now and how he is doing?Back then, when he got exorcism and was controlled by Jiang Yao and others, he couldn't help cutting his throat with the soul-sealing dagger. He must have felt more uncomfortable than anyone else.

Yan Liang doesn't pay attention to these bastard settings like destiny cp, he really treats Du Yu as his younger brother, and hopes that he will not feel too guilty about what happened back then, and is still the man who is carefree, mischievous and unscrupulous child.

I don't know if he has eaten red bayberries from Jiangnan and lychees from Lingnan in these years?

Time passed quickly, and when Yan Liang's spiritual power recovered to [-]%, the air was already faintly dry with the early autumn. At that time, the current situation was turbulent, and Ji Ke's "great achievements" could be heard even on remote islands where he escaped from the world.

A large number of sharks migrated south and passed through outlying islands. They originally lived in Xunhai near Ji Ke. Because Ji Ke arrested and imprisoned the world's doctors and made everyone angry, the families finally joined forces in the Northern Expedition to destroy Ji Ke's old nest. When the spirit beasts and monsters around Jicheng got the news, they all moved south to take refuge.

A spectacle was formed in the world for a while, there were constant monks with swords going north to participate in the battle of the silent city, while the creatures who originally lived here fled south in panic, coming and going in a hurry, and people were panicked, and there was no peace in the human world.

Yan Liang reckoned that he would not be able to wear it any longer, and after thinking about it for half a night, he decided to leave for the north the next day. This time, the Silent City must be more lively than ever before.

Knowing that Yan Liang was going to leave after all, Ah Cheng packed his bags all night and secretly stuffed a bunch of snacks to eat. At dawn, he suddenly felt sleepy and fell asleep in a daze. On the cold couch, the quilt was well covered, and the package that was originally held in her arms had been taken away.

Looking at the bright and empty room, Ah Cheng felt lonely for a long time. During the three or four months of living with Mr. Yan, he became more and more human.

Sleepy, cold, lonely, sad, these symptoms are dangerous and incredible.

Yan Liang turned into a shark, and rode a shark to the north, and arrived at Anxi Town near Jicheng City in three days. The northern land is full of autumn, and the red leaves are everywhere. What is more eye-catching than the red leaves are the monks' robes of red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple.

Anxi Town is no longer the same as it used to be. The originally clean streets are now packed to the brim. Monks from all over the world gather here, planning to bloodbath Ji Ke's old nest.

Along the way, Yan Liang found that he would become the focus of everyone's attention wherever he went. At first he thought the red mark on his neck was too abrupt, so he deliberately chose clothes with a high collar to cover it up, but it was useless at all, and people who passed by would not realize it Staring at his face, nothing more than just looking, and whispering to his companions...

"Is there something on my face?" Yan Liang chose an inn where monks gathered to rest. There are many people in the place, so it is convenient to inquire about the news. The waiter in the store looked at him blankly, and even forgot to hand it His door sign.

Xiao Er blinked, and it took a moment to recover: "No...Guest officer, you are really...Sorry, I took the liberty."

Seemingly realizing that he was breaking the rules, Xiao Er's face was flushed to the base of her ears, she lowered her eyes and frantically flipped through the concierge sign and handed it to him, not daring to raise her eyes again.

Is it because I look weird?Yan Liang couldn't help but pinch his face, he was born like this and couldn't help it, he apologized very much.

He was unaware of his own appearance. After all, he had been imprisoned in a silent city or a sea of ​​lifeless for several years. It was the first time that he appeared in the crowd of people with this face.