[Transmigration Book] The male protagonist wants to kill me

He knew that the Lord was inside.This fact made him extremely at ease, the impetuousness of the past few days was wiped away at this moment, and only the unchanging heart settled down.

He wanted to stay with the Lord, no matter what.

Three days later, Gu Bai left the gate without saying a word. Compared with their earth-shattering transformation alchemy, Gu Baidu's golden alchemy stage was flat and almost weird. Will replenish overflow.

It's as if Gu Bai just practiced meditation.

In the original book of "Longevity", Su Qing's advancement from Jindan to Yuanying, and even during the Mahayana period, was the same. In the book, she once encountered an opponent and was trapped in a chaotic land. He pretended to be a pig and eat a tiger, and he was still a Golden Core cultivator when he went in. After one night, he was replaced by a Nascent Soul cultivator and beat someone, and the opponent was stunned.

Probably this is the special feature of the Yu Clan.

Gu Bai stopped in his tracks, stood at the door and looked at Lin Xuanyu, who was quietly sleeping, with a little bewilderment in his eyes.

What is the difference between the person you hate and the person you love? When love and hate are both in one, Gu Bai has long been unable to tell what is love and hate. Too many complicated emotions are entangled together, and what is fused into a pot of boiling oil is pouring. On Gu Bai's heart, it was torn apart, leaving the hardest thing behind.

Hate and revenge.

He didn't know when to pull the trigger in his hand, the muzzle of the dark gun was aimed at the person in front of him, the bullets carved with runes had already been loaded, as long as he pressed the trigger, everything would be over.

As long as he pulls the trigger...

A gust of warm wind blows from Qingfengpu in spring all year round, and Lin Xuanyu, who was sleeping deeply, uttered a dream, he said.

"My lord, the crabapple flowers are blooming."

When the Lord's eyes are healed, I will take the Lord to see the Begonia flowers, okay?

Gu Bai put down his weapon abruptly, and left without looking back.

Lin Xuanyu, who was leaning against the wall, opened his eyes, until Gu Bai completely disappeared from sight, then he let out a chuckle, extremely proud and proud.

He knew that the Lord was reluctant to kill him, and he knew that the Lord was reluctant to kill him.

The verified facts swayed in Lin Xuanyu's heart, making him happy and crazy. The only bit of warmth bloomed slightly, and was culled by the dark side. Lin Xuanyu replaced him, and he slowly stood up from the ground, almost greedily sniffing the remaining breath of Gu Bai in the room, and then walked away step by step following Gu Bai's footprints.

Instead of going to see Gu Bai, he returned to the Demon Realm.

The demonic palace full of slaughter and blood all day long exudes an ominous atmosphere. Jackdaws perch on the eaves. When they see the returners flapping their wings, they laugh hoarsely and strangely. "Welcome to the Demon Lord, welcome to the Demon Lord."

The voice passed through a water pavilion, and the woman under the curtain raised her eyebrows slightly, caressing the person in her arms and smiling, "Your brother is back."

The appearance of the person in his arms was the same as before, with childishness still intact, two dimples at the corners of his mouth looming, he didn't react when he heard the woman's words, like a mute, a deaf person, he would just lie docilely in her arms and be a bed warmer.

"Come." She took the hand of the bed warmer, got out of the bed barefoot, and walked step by step to the magic palace on the ground full of blood, to meet Lin Xuanyu.

The jackdaw flew down and perched on her shoulder, reporting Lin Xuanyu's trace, "He went to Wutong Hall again."

"Oh." Jian Yu licked away a little blood on the back of his hand, "Have you got the beautiful canary yet?"

"No." Jackdaw rolled his dull eyeballs, "It's the same, you are the same, puppets, ants, God..."

The lingering sound dissipated in the air, and Jian Yu pulled Lin Zi to Wutong Hall, leaving behind a crow with a different head, blood from the wound stained the ground, the feathers were stained with blood, trembling slightly in the cold wind , an ant passed by, stretched out its tentacles to test the corpse, but was pecked to pieces by the bird's beak, struggling in vain to wait for death.

"It's the same." The Jackdaw screamed strangely, "You are the same, puppets, ants, pawns of heaven."

It jumped up from the ground and flew towards Wutong Hall, where its owner was also its surveillance object.

In Wutong Hall, Jian Yu stood in the resplendent hall, smiling at the people in the hall, "Where's your canary?"

Lin Xuanyu just raised his eyes and glanced at Jianyu, skipping over Lin Zi who had already died, calmly retracted his eyes, stared at the scene in front of him and murmured, "Soon."

"It will be a docile bird that will live in it, and it will be lovable."

On the splendid and empty hall, there is a huge birdcage, which is almost as tall as Lin Xuanyu. Jian Yu knows that Lin Xuanyu is persistent. She skips the scene in front of her and asks another matter, "Have you gone?" Bixia Pavilion?"

"So what?" Lin Xuanyu regained his focus and didn't care about Yu's question, "I won't interfere with what you are doing in Bixia Pavilion."

"Speaking lightly, the sword made by Bixia Pavilion is a tricky thing." Jian Yu hid in Lin Zi's arms and complained, "Back then, Bixia Pavilion made wholesale swords and sent a large number of demon-subduing swords. How many demons died? Regardless of the family, your father's predecessor, the Demon Lord, was also defeated by this sword."

Lin Xuanyu said, "Why don't you say that he is looking for death on purpose."

The position of the demon venerable that countless demons hope for, and the demon venerable that many disciples of the righteous way are gnashing their teeth, is not an empty shell at best. The power of the demon world is controlled by the elders. .

Being manipulated by others, anyone with a bit of backbone will be dissatisfied, and those with a bad temper will fight to the death. Presumably it was these bad things back then that made the former demon king end up like this.

"How can you say that you are courting death for what you love and what I want? He was sealed by people inside and outside, and he asked for it." Jian Yu was puzzled, "Speaking of your father being wronged and sealed, why didn't the son avenge me. "

Lin Xuanyu sneered back, the person he most wanted to kill was her.

This topic was not pleasant to talk about, Jian Yu calmly skipped it, and started to talk about serious things, "Bixia Pavilion is forging a fairy sword, when Jiancheng won't talk about you and me, the gods will be embarrassed..."

"So you're afraid of it?" Lin Xuanyu interrupted Jian Yu with a blank expression on his face.

Seeing Yu paused for a moment, her eyes were full of satisfaction, and soon she said softly, "It can't be tempered, Meng Qi is there, and the fairy sword can't be tempered."

"It's the most reassuring thing to disappear."

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The raging fire licked the furnace, and gathered the fire of the earth veins to set up the sword-forging furnace, only to burn for one sword.

Jiang Yan stood in front of the stove, which was far away from her residence. She didn't understand why she came here. She only remembered that she fell asleep after taking a bath, and then she kept calling her in her dream.

Is it a sword?

Jiang Yan looked up, and saw that long sword was suspended in the air, being baked by the flames, silently.

"Why did Yan'er come here?" Someone came out from the dark, it was Meng Qi, still dressed in formal attire, she looked like she hadn't rested yet, she walked lightly, and in a blink of an eye, she was behind Jiang Yan, showing her considerate care, "The sword casting platform is very windy at night, Yan'er needs more clothes."

The slightly cool cloak fell on Jiang Yan's shoulders, and Jiang Yan shivered inexplicably. She distanced herself and thanked Meng Qi in a low voice, "Thank you Ma'am, Yan'er will go back soon."

Meng Qi smiled, took Jiang Yan's hand and said, "I'll take you back."

Jiang Yan didn't refuse. In fact, she didn't know how to go back. Meng Qi wanted to send her back, so she pushed the boat and got on Meng Qi's flying magic weapon. Before leaving, she looked back at Forging Sword Valley. The long sword is still like this, like a dead object, silent.

"It's better to come less often to Sword Forging Valley." Meng Qi in front of her opened her mouth, pointing to the silver belt flowing in the night. Still flowing.

"This water is called Qianchen, and it is a poison to monks like us. If you drink this water by mistake, you will forget the past with the person you love. In the early years, there was a quarrel between the loving Taoist couple. Sure enough, I forgot everything about my lover, it was a farce of a loving couple who were inseparable, and ended up going their separate ways." Meng Qi's words were full of regret.

"Then why is it in Sword Forging Valley?" Jiang Yan was puzzled.

"Because the past can be regarded as a peerless material, it is not dirty, it can break the monk's thoughts, and it can also erase the passion of the sword spirit." Meng Qi saw that Jiang Yan was puzzled, and smiled again, "Bixia The sword of the pavilion does not have a sword spirit."

"Sword cultivators like to cultivate things like sword spirits by themselves. If the sword spirit is born in the sword of the masterless, it is not the sword cultivator who picks the sword, but the sword spirit who picks people..."

Having arrived at the residence, Meng Qi didn't talk anymore, she got off the open space and helped Jiang Yan down, and told the maid carrying the lamp at the door, "Take good care of Miss Yan."

The maid only replied, "Yes."

Seeing Jiang Yan being sent into the house, Meng Qi got up and left, soaring in the clouds, staring down at the Valley of Forging Swords.

If she remembered correctly, Jiang Yan was not the only one called by the fairy sword, but also Jiang Yu.

What about Jiang Yuren?

She searched in and out of Sword Forging Valley for a long time, and confirmed that she couldn't find anyone, so she had no choice but to return empty-handed.

She needs to report to Lord Priest that there is an abnormal movement in the fairy sword.

When Meng Qi finally left, Jiang Yu came out from the darkroom with a few teeth-gritting sounds.

She is not Jiang Yan, she doesn't understand anything, being called to Sword Forging Valley can only explain one thing.

This sword is alive.