Rebirth of the Bitch [Transmigration Book]

"I don't even have this kind of awareness, but I still want to stay by my side."

Qi Mu paused, and stared back unceremoniously: "Who said I didn't!"

"Or, don't you dare?"

The veins on Qi Mu's forehead twitched and throbbed: "Yuan Luo, I'm only 16 years old this year."

Forgive the poor monk for being unrestrained all his life, but he never thought that one day he would use his age as an issue QAQ.Soul is already 24 I would say?Of course not.

Yuan took a step back.

Freed from the encirclement, Qi Mu slowly took in a breath and let it out slowly, feeling calm.

He began to look at the palace. Unlike the bright sunshine outside, even with the door closed, even with the lighting of spirit stones, there is a kind of piercing gloomyness. Qi Mu thought it was Yuan Luo's inherent idleness, but now he finds that it is not at all.

Yuan fell in front, and Qi Mu followed closely, walking along the empty corridor for a long time.

The cold air inside is very heavy, especially penetrating, the walls are full of old paintings, and the killing atmosphere is so strong that ghosts and ghosts almost jump out of it.If it's been here for many years, it's no wonder that the whole body is as cold as your lord.

"Let's go now, this is not the place for you."

In fact, seeing these around, Qi Mu wanted to leave, but he had already followed here, and he couldn't miss the opportunity.Replied: "I want to see which room your lord is in before leaving."

Yuan Luo said: "The first room you enter."

Qi Mu: "..."

It was already night when we returned to the original point after walking around completely. I once felt that Yuanluo's room was particularly gloomy, but now I have completely refreshed this concept. Compared with all other rooms, Yuanluo's room is the brightest.

As soon as he stepped into the door and smelled a fresh fragrance, he suddenly became enlightened, and Qi Mu stepped in without hesitation.

Immediately afterwards, he was lifted out like a chicken, walked out of the hall by the way, and threw it outside the door.

"Wait! Where do I sleep?"

The air pressure in Yuan Luo's body was low, and he didn't want to say a word of nonsense at all: "Go back, Xiyuan."

Qi Mu was dumbfounded: "...I don't know the way."

Yuan Luo didn't bother to pay attention, and raised his foot to enter the door. Qi Mu ran over and hugged his side tightly. Suddenly, his blood flowed freely and his strength rose sharply. He said firmly: "There is no place to live, don't let go!"

"Let go."

"Don't let it go!"

"Let go."

"Don't let it go!"

"put!"

"Don't let it go."

"You are trying to anger the deity, you are looking for death!"

Yuan Luo raised his palm and was about to pat his head. Qi Mu stood still and said calmly, "Heaven, Palace, Immortal, Temple."

The violent power descended as if the fire had been extinguished, Yuan Luo put down his hands fiercely, his eyes were cold to the bone.

Finally, he waved his hand violently, thousands of huge waves surged into the sky, and a ray of light directly hit the open space by the lake not far away, and then a house rose out of thin air, much smaller than the palace, but much larger than the Xiyuan disciples' residence.

Under the bright moonlight, the slender and white fingers did not retract, and said without a tone: "There, you go."

Qi Mu narrowed his eyes, his eyes flashed, he grabbed Yuan Luo's hand, and said first: "Thank you, Your Majesty, you are such a good person, I love you to death."

Yuan Luo withdrew his hand and entered the door without looking back. The door closed automatically, and a sinister aura rushed towards him. Qi Mu shivered, turned around and drove away along the spacious pontoon bridge.

The whole house is of the same color. It turns out that the construction of a house is a matter of a few seconds if the cultivation base is advanced to a certain level. It really cannot be simpler and rude.

Lying straight on the bed, Qi Mu heaved a sigh of relief as his dantian no longer overflowed with real energy.

If it is better than all kinds of panacea, it cannot be more miraculous.Now that he knew the direction he was going to go in the future, it was more important than anything else to take advantage of this opportunity to build a good relationship with Mozun.

Judging from the current trend, there are countless high-level monks in the Xuantian Palace of the Demon Realm, and the sects are divided into small, medium and large. The steward, the elder above the steward, the supreme elder...and the most powerful person at the top of this pyramid is Mozun Yuanluo.

Not only that, he is also the spiritual belief in the hearts of almost all the inner disciples of the Xuantian Palace, and it is simply no more authoritative.

Qi Mu's eyes are fiery, but this person is the CP of the protagonist, and Qi Mu is destined to have a special place in his heart in the future.

From the moment he returned to the inner palace, he always had a very mysterious idea—the Demon Lord didn't seem to want to kill him.

I don't know if it is God's will or man-made?

If artificially...

Qi Mu shivered for no reason.

The place is eerily quiet, not even the sound of insects at night.The mountain where the servant lived was far away from here, and at night it was so dark that he couldn't see his fingers. Obviously his eyesight had improved a lot, but it was so dark that he couldn't see it. He thought it was a magic circle and didn't pay much attention to it.

It was only after a long, long time that Qi Mu knew why.After more than a certain number of people die, the soul's resentment will not be quenched, and it will form an impenetrable substance like pitch-black ink, and the dark air will spread to stop all intruders.

But Yuan fell to this place, staying alone in this place where there are only dead souls and resentful spirits, for hundreds of years.

It's just that all of this has nothing to do with Qi Mu now.

In the next few days, Qi Mu wandered all around but didn't see anyone from Yuan Luo, and there was no sound at all until the night, and the time passed like that.

In the morning, it was just dawn.

Qi Mu quickly got up, went out, and looked around for spirit fruit trees.

Obviously seeing countless spiritual energy and fairy lights yesterday, I thought there were countless spiritual medicines and spiritual fruits, but I didn't expect that after searching for a long time, there was only spiritual grass, and the fruit of the spiritual fruit tree that I finally found had disappeared.

waste!These are spiritual fruits that have been around for hundreds of years, no matter how rich and powerful they are, they can't let them just fall back to their roots and turn into mud!

"It would have been nice if I had come a few days earlier. These things no one wants are naturally mine."

Turned a corner and walked towards the inner hall along the previous road, and saw countless trees, flowers and stones along the way...

Qi Mu stuffed the jelly grass into his mouth expressionlessly, and all the trees he saw were trees with bare leaves and no fruits. This is unscientific!

Your Majesty's whereabouts are always uncertain, where to find him, it's very distressing.

No matter how hard you practice, you can't make up for it after your cultivation has regressed, or it's because of too little time.

Looking up, there are people flying in the sky everywhere, who can see but can't learn, and the days when they can only walk can't be worse, Qi Mu said that he would kneel down.

Going around and coming to a strange place, the flowers are in full bloom, the clear spring is bubbling, and the melodious birdsong can be heard.The group of bamboo buildings is surrounded by an ancient well, covered with moss and full of traces of the years, from time to time there are divine springs emerging from it, the celestial light is bright and misty, and it is a fairyland on earth, much better than Yuanluo's fake Taoyuan and real ghost palace.

This place clearly has an owner, it seems that the original owner should be a refined person.

Qi Mu, who never admits that he is a road idiot, has lost all sense of direction at this moment, and has no choice but to find someone to ask.

"Sorry to bother you, is anyone there?"

After asking several times, no one answered, and as he walked, Qi Mu felt that something was wrong.

——No matter how far I go, I can't seem to get in.

The bamboo building was obviously no less than ten meters in front of him, and it was still in place after walking for half an hour!

Formation?It's amazing.

Suddenly the stones under his feet sank, and there was a sound of breaking through the air. Qi Mu became vigilant, his figure shuttled like the wind, and he shot no less than a thousand times, and smashed all the branches and leaves that came directly in a short time.

Immediately afterwards, countless branches and vines attacked, Qi Mu was caught off guard, but fortunately, his reaction speed was amazing and he was not injured.

The formation stopped for a while, and a voice came from the void.

"Who is visiting the old man's residence?"

"Junior Qi Mu, I came here just to ask for directions. I didn't intend to disturb the seniors. If there is any impoliteness, please forgive me."

The voice in the void hesitated a little.

"Qimu, there are several named Qimu here."

What does this mean? How could the poor monk know that he is just an outsider? Since Qi Mu is the protagonist, he should not have the same name.

Qi Mu: "At present, there should be only one junior."

"Oh, you are the one who is making a lot of noise in the outside world now. The old man is interested, so come in if you don't mind."

Qi Mu was about to speak, when suddenly the whole space was completely dark, all the beautiful scenery disappeared, and an arched square door appeared in front of him.

The fairy light radiated out, making my whole body feel comfortable.

Qi Mu raised his foot and stepped in: "Then thank you, senior."

The breeze is blowing, the peach blossoms are all over the sky, and the mighty peach trees are crowded with everyone's sight. Qi Mu can't help but walk towards the front, until the end suddenly becomes clear.

It is still a quaint well surrounded by half a circle of bamboo buildings. Nearby are the roar of waterfalls, the neighing of fierce birds, and even monsters hunting on the hills. Compared with what you see in the environment, it is more magnificent and real. .

On the clear spring and water pavilion, there is an old man with a long white beard sitting quietly in the pavilion. There is a chess game on the table, and a stone man is directly opposite.

The psychic stone man is extremely rare, and his bloodline is extremely precious. It is said that the stone body can fight for the Supreme!I didn't expect to be able to see the entity, and there was a strange sense of coordination in an instant.

At this moment, one person and one stone are playing chess.

The old man held white, his brows were furrowed as if he was in a bitter battle, while the stone man was relaxed and freehand, his movements flowing like flowing water.

It's a little strange that the other party is pressing everywhere, and the old man is obviously confused. Who was the person who talked to him before?

Qi Mu stood aside quietly, politely not disturbing.

He is not proficient in Go. At first, he even went to ask the teacher to learn a little superficially because he was interested in writing essays. His interest remained the same, and he immediately became interested in this game.

Generally speaking, ordinary people can only watch when masters fight, and they can learn a lot from it.

This game of chess is very clever, both of them are not ordinary people, but in terms of strength, the stone man is better.

But to Qi Mu's surprise, it was obviously a game that must be won, but the stone man made a big mistake in the end, and lost most of the chess pieces, and the old man narrowly won.

Qi Mu twitched his tongue as he watched, and wanted to interrupt halfway, but felt it was inappropriate for fear that such a move would have a backhand. Who knew that he was half-baked and turned out to be correct.

After a game, a familiar voice came, mixed with a sigh: "Play chess with you, it's not bad to lose to you forever, why did you fight to win or lose in the first place, unfortunately...it's too late."

These words came from Shikou, and Qi Mu found out in horror that the white-bearded old man, who looked like a fairy, had no real energy fluctuations in his body, his eyes were lax, and he could only go straight when he played chess. Sit upright.

Qi Mu said blankly: "Senior, this is..."