This is a disease that needs to be cured [Quick Transmigration]

This low demon's body was a little messy, and he flinched when he saw Xi Ning's eyes, as if he was very scared.

Xi Ning hurriedly withdrew her hand and asked the system: "Who is he? Why..."

Why does he look exactly like Song Zhou?Although this low demon looks younger and his face is a little immature, but this face is too familiar to Xi Ning.

"This, this... is this a coincidence?" The system was shocked, "They really look the same..."

Xi Ning took a step back to restrain his expression, turned around, a little afraid to look at that face again, a vague idea emerged in his mind under shock and doubt.

Huo Xiu was very unwilling, and stared at Xi Ning closely with the teacup in his hand: "Your Highness the Seventh Highness is a bit unkind, if you take them all away, I..."

Having said so much, this person probably really didn't dare to confront him. Xi Ning was eager to confirm whether the demon in front of him was Song Zhou, and didn't want to talk nonsense with him: "I happen to be short of a few servants in my palace, so thank you General Huo Don't worry, I will personally discipline you."

There are four demons and one demon kneeling here, Xi Ning asked them all to get up: "Get up, and follow me."

Huo Xiu sat on the chair without saying a word, and several monsters looked at each other, and finally got up one after another, and Xi Ning led them directly to the outside of the hall.

"General, this..." Huo Xiu's subordinates approached and lowered his voice, Huo Xiu sneered: "What are you doing in a daze, why don't you send His Highness Seven back quickly."

Xi Ning walked a little fast, and he asked the system on the way: "Could he and Song Zhou be the same person? Is there any way to prove it?"

Before he left the last world, Song Zhou stood outside the kitchen and told him that he would find himself.

At that time, he was in a panic, and later because of the sudden transfer of the world, he was very sad, and he didn't even think about it.

Now seeing someone who looks exactly like Song Zhou in the New World, Xi Ning sensed that something was wrong. Although he did not do many tasks, he was not completely ignorant. There is no explanation for the transfer world without the slightest buffer.

After a while, the system replied hesitantly: "Yes, yes, but I need to check the character data of the two worlds, and it will take a long time. During this time, I will not be able to provide services to the host."

"Character data?" Xi Ning frowned, "It's okay, you can go."

He just finished a task, so it shouldn't happen again so soon.

The system is ready, and soon enters the general data database to query. It needs to find Song Zhou's personal data from the previous world, and then find the low-magic data in front of him for comparison. Because there are factors such as race and age, if they overlap If the rate is above 80%, it can be determined that they are the same person.

Huo Xiu's subordinates sent Xi Ning and several demons all the way back to the palace. On the way, he tried to talk to Xi Ning, but Xi Ning was thinking about Song Zhou and had no time to talk to him.

After returning to the palace, a tree demon with a white beard greeted him. He was the steward in charge of taking care of the palace. Apart from him, Xi Ning did not have any servants around him.

"Your Highness, what are these?" Seeing that Xi Ning was following someone else, the Dryad squinted his eyes and looked carefully, "It's actually a demon clan... Huh? There's also a little monster... What is your Highness going to do?"

Xi Ning glanced over several demons, stayed on the low demon for a while, and turned to go to his bedroom: "They will stay here to serve in the future, take them down first to freshen up, and change into clean clothes."

Huo Xiu's subordinates apparently wanted to send Xi Ning back, rather they wanted to see how he would deal with these monsters. Seeing that it was not easy to stay, they bid Xi Ning back and left in a hurry.

Xi Ning walked two steps towards the bedroom and stopped, turned around and called the tree demon: "In a moment...bring them to see me."

The tree demon responded and left with a few demons.

After the system checked the data, Xi Ning himself could open the panel to see if there were any task prompts. After he robbed Huo Xiu's person, he rewarded him with 2 task points.

[The plot line is slightly shifted, but the character collapse rate is reduced by 20%, and the reward task value is 2 points. ]

Xi Ning flipped through the other rules and sat down on the low couch.

The system didn't say when it would be able to check it out, and the low demon... two unrelated people look exactly the same, and they are still in different planes and different worlds. Xi Ning doesn't believe there will be such a coincidence, but this demon If the clan is really Song Zhou, will he have memories of the previous world?

Xi Ning thought about it, trying to use the aura in his body to turn into a water mirror and shine it on his face.

It is exactly the same as his original one, and it is impossible for Song Zhou not to recognize him if he has memory.

But if Song Zhou really transferred with him, then it must not be that simple for him to do the mission this time. When he came to do the mission, he found that he couldn't remember the reason why he was punished in the first place.

Thinking about it carefully, it seems that everything is weird, but aside from these, Xi Ning certainly hopes that Song Zhou can transfer here with him.

If this is the case, can the next few worlds also be with him...

It was only a matter of a systematic reply, and the more Xi Ning thought about it, the more irritable and anxious she felt, and she also started to have a headache for no reason, with sudden twitches on both sides of her forehead.

He stretched out his hand and rubbed it, and lay there frowning for a while.

Gradually, Xi Ning felt his headache relieved a little, and fell asleep in a daze until he heard someone knocking on the door.

He didn't want to move, he turned sideways and pinched the center of his eyebrows: "Come in."

The tree demon walked in with a few dressed monsters, and knelt in a row in front of Xi Ning, "Your Highness, have you brought them here, let them wait in this hall? Or arrange to go elsewhere?"

Xi Ning sat up, these little monsters were dirty before, and he didn't pay much attention to them, but after cleaning them up now, they all looked good.

Two of them should be sisters, they look very similar, Xi Ning raised his head and asked, "What's their name?"

Several monsters answered one after another, and they also said what kind of race they were. Xi Ning started to have a headache again, and something seemed to come out from the corner of his forehead. A few words of class.

After they finished speaking, they lowered their heads and waited for Xi Ning to deal with it. No matter how you look at it, Xi Ning is several times stronger than in Huo Xiu Palace. One of the cherry blossom demons quietly raised his head to look at Xi Ning, with a hint of shyness in his eyes.

When Xi Ning came back to his senses, he realized that he hadn't paid attention to their names. He pointed to the low demon on the far side and asked again: "What... is your name?"

Low Mo raised his head, revealing the same face as Song Zhou again, and replied softly, "Return to Your Highness, the slave's name is Chuyi."

In the demon clan, the names of low-level monsters are very random, and only demons with blood have surnames, but he called himself a slave, Xi Ning felt very uncomfortable, and frowned: "There is no need to say the word slave in the future."

Compared with when he first met Xi Ning on the first day of junior high school, he seemed a little more courageous. His dark red eyes looked at Xi Ning for a moment, and then he lowered his eyes and replied, "Yes."

The tree demon at the side was still waiting for Xi Ning to tell where the monsters should go, but he waved his hand: "Let's all step back first."

Xi Ning looked tired, and kept pressing his forehead. Seeing this, the dryad guessed that he was about to reach adulthood, and felt uncomfortable because the dragon's horn was about to break out. He didn't dare to disturb him any more, and quietly left the bedroom with a few monsters.

When they got to the front of the corridor, the tree demon thought about Xi Ning's words and deeds just now, and said to Chuyi: "From now on...you will be in charge of His Highness's daily life."

These few monsters seem to be quite peaceful, and other palaces also use monsters or low-level monsters as servants, and the tree demon is currently quite satisfied with them.

On the first day of the lunar new year, the corners of her lips curled up slightly, and she bowed in response: "Yes."

The dryad gave instructions to the rest of the little demons, and took out a few dark red bracelets for them to wear, and set spells in them.

This is a magic weapon that can limit the range of movement and suppress spiritual power. Although the cultivation base of these monsters is low, it is better for them to be cautious when they first enter the fairy palace.

"The Immortal Palace is different from the outside. Being able to serve His Highness the Seventh Highness here is a blessing you have cultivated in several lifetimes. Be honest and peaceful. Maybe you will have a chance in the future."

The tree demon raised a few words, and finally waved to Chuyi: "Come on, I will tell you what to do."

Xi Ning lay down for another afternoon. In the evening, someone brought some food over. He looked up and saw that it was the first day of junior high school.

"Your Highness," the first day of the junior high school put the plate on the small square table beside the couch, and carefully arranged it, "Do you think these snacks suit your taste?"

Xi Ning just woke up and was still a little dazed. Looking at this face, he almost thought that he was still in another world, so he leaned over with his hands together: "Hey..."

Halfway through the speech, he came to his senses and sat back in his seat silently.

"Forget it, I don't have much appetite now, let's put this first."

Still standing aside on the first day of junior high school, Xi Ning couldn't help looking at his face several times, but the system hadn't replied to him yet.

And he suddenly realized that even if it was really Song Zhou on the first day of the junior high school, would he still be able to recover his previous memories?If they can't recover, their identities and relationships in this strange world are different. To put it bluntly, will he still like him?

I don't know if it's because of skin hunger. Xi Ning felt that his state was not right when he came to this world. He closed his eyes to prevent himself from thinking about these things, and said to the first day of the junior high school, "You go out first."

When the system gave him a reply, everything was basically clear, and it was useless for him to guess now.

On the first day of the junior high school, not only did he not leave, but he even took a step forward, half kneeling in front of Xi Ning: "Your Highness has a headache? Why don't you let me press it for you?"

Seeing Xi Ning looking over, he smiled slightly and said, "This should make you more comfortable."

In the afternoon, the dryad told the first day that Xi Ning's discomfort was mostly due to the birth of the dragon's horn, but he didn't mention that massage can relieve the pain.

Xi Ning was stunned for a moment, Chuyi's smile was similar to Song Zhou's, even the curve of the corners of his mouth was so similar, he was stunned for a moment, Chuyi was not in a hurry, he half-kneeled on the spot and raised his head to look at Xi Ning .

Finally, Xi Ning lowered his eyes: "Okay."

In fact, he also wanted to give it a try. Could his "medicine" in this world be the first grade of junior high school?If skin hunger is relieved, it should be felt soon...

On the first day of the lunar new year, he got his consent and asked Xi Ning to lie down on his side on the couch while he stood beside the couch.

His hand gradually approached, and Xi Ning was a little nervous. He closed his eyes as if waiting to be executed. At the moment when Chu Yi's fingertips touched his forehead, Xi Ning couldn't help but "hum".

On the first day of the lunar new year, he quickly let go, looking at a loss: "Your Highness, does it hurt?"

He just touched it lightly, is he so delicate?

Xi Ning shook his head, clutching his sleeves: "It doesn't hurt..."

The first day of junior high school is really his "medicine".

Although there was only a brief touch, Xi Ning's feeling was very obvious. He had been uncomfortable for a long time. Apart from the headache from time to time, he also had some emotional effects. He felt inexplicable anxiety and didn't know how to relieve it until the first day of junior high school. Just ran into him.

And this "medicine" disappeared quickly, and the very short contact hardly helped anything, but instead made Xi Ning have a stronger desire.

But the person in front of him was not completely sure if it was Song Zhou, so Xi Ning could only endure it forcefully, and urged Chu Yi to leave again: "Don't press it, you can go out."

At the first glance, Xi Ning had already clenched his palms uncomfortably, his fingertips were a little white, his face seemed to be tangled and a little bit aggrieved, he was clearly telling him to go, but his tone seemed to be something else.

Xi Ning didn't want to look at this face again for the time being, and turned to face the inside.

On the first day of the lunar new year, he looked at Xi Ning's back with great interest, and got up to leave.

Not long after he left, Xi Ning got up and ate some snacks. He opened the panel and saw that the system hadn't come back yet.

It was already dark outside, Xi Ning opened the window to let the wind blow for a while, and was going to sleep.

It was the first time for him to wear this kind of ancient clothes. He fumbled and took off his long robe, only white single clothes remained, and he didn't know where to wash.

In this bedroom, apart from the bed, there are tables, chairs and low couches. Xi Ning guessed that there should be some kind of cleaning technique, but now he can vaguely mobilize the spiritual energy in his body, and he can do nothing else, and the system is not there.

Xi Ning always felt uncomfortable if he slept like this, so in the end he condensed a ball of water, washed his face, and lay down on the bed.

The windows of the bedroom were kept open, and after a long time, a black mist drifted in and slowly condensed around the bed.

Appearing from the mist on the first day of the lunar new year, he was wearing another black suit and holding a red bracelet in his hand, but he had the figure of an adult man, and his face did not look like the original fifteen or six-year-old.

Xi Ning, who was sleeping soundly, seemed to feel something, and frowned, some black mist from Chu Yi's fingertips drifted to Xi Ning's nose, Xi Ning's brows stretched, and he fell into a deep sleep.

He walked around the bedroom, and finally returned to the bedside to look at Xi Ning's sleeping face, as if admiring exquisite porcelain.

At this time, a black paper crow flew in silently, Chuyi raised his hand to let it land on his arm, and took out the sound transmission ball in its mouth.

After reading the message from the sound transmission ball, the paper crow and the sound transmission ball shattered into smoke. Chu Yi sat down by the bed, reached out and picked up a strand of Xi Ning's hair and wrapped it between his fingers.

"Your Highness Seventh..." Chu Yi muttered to himself, with a thoughtful expression on his face, and his voice was different from the original one. Finally, he let go of his hand and turned into mist again and left through the window.