Male Support He is always in heaven [Quick Transmigration]

No action was taken against senior brother Chu Qing, it seems that the original target was senior senior brother! "Lin Ximo said: "And since this person took so much trouble to take away the senior brother, he will not easily harm him, but I don't know if the senior brother fought with him and left...or..."

Yuan Qiuhe's cultivation base was far ahead among all the disciples, Lin Ximo did not want to believe that Yuan Qiuhe was under the control of others at this time, and swallowed those frustrated words.

If Lin Ximo still had expectations, then Fu Xifan had already begun to despair.Although Yuan Qiuhe has the same face as a male god, he is only a plot character in this world. Now the system has lost contact with Yuan Qiuhe, and the plot has begun to change. Fu Xifan was at a loss for no reason.

"Let's wait for a while, maybe... Elder Brother came back by himself?"

Fu Xifan nodded emphatically, "Yes...Ximo is right..."

Responding to all changes with the same is probably the best policy now.

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Mengmomen sits in a deep jungle. Every [-] meters in the jungle, there is a randomly discarded white bone and a demonic stele. The demonic aura is lingering on the demonic tablet. If a cultivator enters, he will be deterred by the strong demonic aura. For those who practice magic, it is a paradise.

Yuan Qiu, who had been crippled with aura, was dragged forward by the Dream Demon Venerable. The seriously injured Yuan Qiuhe and Tianjujian were in a panic, especially the surroundings were full of demonic monuments. Yuan Qiuhe only felt that his body was still alive. A trace of spiritual energy was stirring, and he resisted the pain, because the Dream Demon Exalted didn't care about his life at all, and just rested somewhere regularly.Yuan Qiuhe drove with him for a few days, seeing that he was getting closer and closer to the headquarters of the Demon Sect, Yuan Qiuhe couldn't help but give up the idea of ​​escaping.

Meng Mozun abolished his immortality and robbed his emotions. Yuan Qiuhe only felt that the closer he was to the Meng Momen, the colder he was. When he completely entered the Demon Gate, even the pain of his body could not make him feel emotional. fluctuated.

Meng Mozun could naturally see Yuan Qiuhe's changes, he said with a hearty smile: "People in the Demon Sect will be like this, selfish and selfish, and would rather bear the burden of all the people in the world..."

Yuan Qiuhe's eyes were empty, but he nodded based on his basic perception of the outside world.

"Hahaha, my son, how can those complicated thoughts bother you." Meng Mozun was extremely satisfied. He brought Yuan Qiuhe into the Meng Momen. The young master who first appeared.

"My lord, you have a high level of cultivation, and you can turn your hands into clouds, but this young lord has no magic energy in his body, and even the weakest of us can defeat him, how can he be convinced!?"

Meng Mozun asked back: "You think he will definitely lose? But are you questioning the decision of the deity?"

The member of the Demon Sect was obviously very cautious, "No and no... This subordinate is not disrespectful to the Lord, but I have some doubts... After all, my subordinates respect the strong when cultivating demons!"

Meng Mozun was not angry either: "Then let the weakest among you come out and fight my son."

After discussing for a while, all the members of the Demon Sect, a small man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks came out, clasped his fists, and said loudly: "Young Master, I have offended you!"

Meng Mozun said to Yuan Qiu, who was beside him with blank eyes and no sense of awareness: "Do you dare to defeat him?"

Yuan Qiu rolled his eyes, his face was like ice and snow. "die."

Yuan Qiuhe walked across to the little man, his tone was calm: "You will die."

The little man sneered. "Young Master, don't make such jokes. Demon cultivators don't know what to do when fighting. Young Master, please take care of your life."

After all, the little man seized the opportunity to attack Yuan Qiuhe.

The little man's demon cultivation is not low, and he is good at fighting with bare hands. For this, Yuan Qiuhe didn't use the Heaven's End Sword. His body without aura is much worse than the strong demon's. Power, I can't help being a little disdainful. "Young Honorable Master won't be at this level, right?"

Yuan Qiuhe confronted the little man head-to-head with every move. He took a lot of punches, and the feeling of being soaked in demonic energy was very uncomfortable, but Yuan Qiuhe didn't seem to feel it. Although his strength was not as strong as the little man, it was fatal. The hard work made the little man gradually dignified.

The little man couldn't get off the tiger, so he took out a sharp short dagger from his waist. The dagger was copper-colored from drinking blood, and the little man stabbed Yuan Qiuhe's heart fiercely.

Yuan Qiuhe didn't dodge or dodge, he swung the Tianzhi sword in his hand, the short dagger could have pierced into his heart, and Yuan Qiuhe's sword also pierced the opponent's heart.

If you risk your life, this person is in danger.

People in the Demon Sect can't help but feel it.

They said in unison: "I have seen the Young Master!—"

The little man stabbed to death by the Heaven's Extinction Sword still had ferocious eyes, as if he couldn't believe it. When his body became colder, the little man fell down in front of Yuan Qiuhe.

Meng Mozun couldn't help clapping his hands and laughing loudly: "Haha, my son is really decisive, and the next generation is formidable."

Yuan Qiuhe glanced at everyone indifferently, blood was gurgling from his chest, Yuan Qiuhe looked down indifferently, and didn't care.

Yuan Qiuhe stayed in Mengmomen like this. After he lost his emotions, he was still obsessed with cultivation. He would sit in front of the magic tablet every day to absorb the magic energy. One sentence: "Should respect the Lord is really a capable person, we are inferior."

For a whole year, Yuan Qiuhe never took a single step out of the Dream Demon Sect. From the very beginning, he wanted to escape with the Heaven's Extinction Sword, but now he has nothing to worry about and is at ease.

This time, Yuan Qiuhe was still practicing as usual, but Meng Mozun appeared.

"My son, do you want to go back to the Valley of the Underworld?"

Yuan Qiu said: "Where is the Valley of the Underworld?"

Dream Demon Venerable laughed hoarsely: "That's where a group of pious old sword repair men are."

Yuan Qiuhe frowned, and he closed his eyes. "Don't bother with nothing."

Meng Mozun: "This place, you have to go if you don't like it, because there is a karma between you."

Yuan Qiuhe still had his eyes closed, but the Heavenly End Sword beside him vibrated in sorrow.

"My son, this is the mission assigned to you by the Demon Sect. Kill old Wanting in the valley of the underworld."

Only then did Yuan Qiuhe open his eyes, and he murmured, "Underworld Valley."

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A year is surprisingly long.

Lin Ximo came down the mountain to look for Fu Xifan with food. This year, Fu Xifan would always stay alone in Yuan Qiuhe's room, sometimes squatting and waiting all night. Lin Ximo once found Fu Xifan fainted in the snow on a snowy night It was only when he was in a panic that he took him back. After that, Lin Ximo got used to reminding him to eat every day, so as not to be too desperate and sad.

Yuan Qiuhe didn't come back for a year, and even Wan Ting began to suspect that this talented and brilliant disciple might have died unexpectedly, but Fu Xifan was the only one who was sure that Yuan Qiuhe's encounter was unexpected and he was foolishly waiting.

"Sivan—"

Lin Ximo came over with today's food, Fu Xifan's face was a lot thinner due to irregular eating, and his smiling eyes were a little sad.

"If...Eldest brother knows what you are like now, he won't feel at ease..."

Fu Xifan tried his best to hold the chopsticks, pretending to be full of energy, and ate the rice with big mouthfuls. The more he ate, the slower his movements became, and finally the hand holding the chopsticks dropped feebly.

"Is he alive or dead..."

Both of them were a little frustrated, Lin Ximo was trying to comfort him, when suddenly a spirit butterfly flew in, Lin Ximo's eyes lit up, and the spirit butterfly revealed the spiritual energy message, Lin Ximo couldn't help exclaiming: "Xifan... ...Sivan!!"

"……This is?"

"Elder brother!——A disciple from the outer sect discovered that the elder brother is outside the Valley of the Underworld, and he is not dead!——"

Fu Xifan shook his hands, his eyes moistened with a smile: "He's not dead, he's alive..."

Fu Xifan and Lin Ximo went outside the Valley of the Underworld in a panic.

At this time, Yuan Qiuhe was surrounded by a group of outer disciples.

"Eldest brother—you are finally back!"

"Eldest brother, we have been worried about you for a long time!..."

The enthusiasm of those people did not move Yuan Qiuhe at all, he stood indifferently, discerning who was Wan Ting, the damned person Meng Mozun said.

When Fu Xifan came over, Yuan Qiuhe was looking down at those disciples mercilessly.

This kind of gaze subconsciously deterred him. It had been a long time since Fu Xifan had seen such ruthless gaze from Yuan Qiuhe.It's like he didn't have much affection for the people in the valley of the underworld before, but he didn't have the indifference that regards human life as nothing.

"Qiu He..."

But the excitement that hadn't been seen in a year surged up, Fu Xifan ran towards Yuan Qiuhe excitedly, Yuan Qiuhe's gaze was cold, he took out the Heaven's Extinction Sword, and slashed at Fu Xifan without hesitation.

"Yuan Qiuhe!—"

Yuan Qiuhe's sword was only a few centimeters away from Fu Xifan's face. Fu Xifan subconsciously closed his eyes, and a familiar voice came, and at the same time he felt the sound of Tianjujian's resistance.

System: [Sixi!Be careful—whoever dares to hurt me, Xifan, I will blow him up to death! ! 】

The Rebellion of the Quiet Lake (End)

12.

"you are?"

Yuan Qiuhe finally failed to kill the smiling young man in front of him.

Yuan Qiuhe moved his eyeballs as if confused, he didn't understand why this person made it difficult for him to do anything, this kind of consciousness restraint made Yuan Qiuhe a little displeased, and he finally left quickly with the Heaven's Extinction Sword .

Fu Xifan didn't catch up, he stood there dazedly, Yuan Qiu and the strangeness in his eyes didn't hide it, making it difficult for him to approach.

The disciples around looked at each other, they all knew that Yuan Qiuhe had a close relationship with Fu Xifan, but it didn't look like that on the surface.

Lin Ximo reprimanded: "What are you all watching here - why don't you go to practice?"

In order to give Fu Xifan a quiet space, Lin Ximo carefully dispersed the group of disciples without disturbing him.

Fu Xifan stood blankly by himself.

The system that suddenly returned was still chattering: [Xixi, you don’t hide no matter what, you are now a human body, if you die, you will be gone... Then Yuan Qiuhe is really