A little padded jacket that accidentally turned into a villain

The gods broke into his world without warning, filling the originally dark and narrow cabin with light, but now, because of his debauchery, arrogance, unscrupulousness, and deafness and blindness.

The gods are stingy with light and hope, and want to leave this world and abandon the believers who betrayed the gods.

The loyalty of believers cannot stand the test, and the love and hatred of believers are not clear.

Meng Xianjue bit the tip of his tongue tightly, letting the severe pain force him to wake up.

Ling Siyao turned her head and looked away.

The moment Cheng Weiwan spoke, he seemed to see a little fragility on Meng Xianjue's face.

Meng Xianjue suddenly pulled his hand out of Cheng Weiwan's palm, he frowned and asked, "Senior, where are you going?"

Cheng Weiwan's smile was completely restrained: "There is no place for you."

Indeed, since Meng Xianjue was not his task target, there was really no need for him to stay here.

Before, he had nostalgia in his heart and wanted to say a formal farewell. Tomorrow, he would never see her again.

Meng Xianjue's face lost all color in an instant, and desperately grabbed Cheng Weiwan's wrist with his backhand, his voice sank: "Senior, I don't know..."

I don't know...you are the Chijin Beast.

Thinking back carefully, in this life, the Scarlet Gold Beast has never done anything to betray him.

The first time they met at Xuanwei's place, the little beast wagged its tail at him and screamed happily. In the battle of life and death, the little beast desperately took him out of danger, but he remained indifferent. The little beast put his life on the line many times. He ignored them completely.

He couldn't even guess what Cheng Weiwan was thinking when he was locked by him and struggling violently.He even couldn't imagine how tired and hated Cheng Weiwan felt towards him when he said the phrase "I'll find you someone who will treat you well".

Meng Xianjue's hands began to tremble.He knew how painful the Soul Locking Nail was. When he dropped the Soul Locking Nail, he had heard wailing and seen people twisted.

But all these tortures and pains were imposed on the people he cherished the most.

Cheng Weiwan quietly pushed Meng Xianjue's hand away. He seemed to have reached the limit of his patience. He supported his swollen head, closed his eyes slightly, and said in a low voice, "Meng Xianjue, I'm really in pain and tired. Just let go." pass me..."

These words were like a sharp knife, instantly cutting the string of rationality in Meng Xianjue's mind.

"Let go, pass, me..." These four are like four sharp blades, hitting the softest part of his heart.He cut open the wound that had been mended with gentleness, and he was reborn once, and he was already invulnerable to all poisons, but only Cheng Weiwan's knife could pierce through the armor he was so proud of.

Meng Xianjue's right hand became a claw, and he grasped his left chest with force, which was strong enough to dig into flesh and blood.

He wanted to grab the extremely stinging thing on his chest to see if it was completely dark inside.

He adjusted his breathing, squatted down for a long time, and looked at Cheng Weiwan, his hands held onto Cheng Weiwan as if grabbing a life-saving straw, his pupils were covered with ferocious blood, and the corners of his eyes were stained Scarlet, when she spoke, she was gentle and serene: "Cheng Weiwan, if I had known that the red gold beast was you one day earlier, I would not have done anything to you. I like you so much and cherish you. You, you... why didn't you tell me?"

By my side, only you are left.

Now, I just found you, but you are leaving.

Meng Xianjue's words were like a curse, tightly entangled Cheng Weiwan, and he closed his eyes tightly. He didn't know whether it was his depression or the side effect of the Soul Locking Nail, or both, which made Cheng Weiwan His eyes, ears, mouth, nose and seven orifices began to ooze blood.

Ling Siyao stood up abruptly, but met Meng Xianjue's eyes. The moment the two looked at each other, Ling Siyao was actually pinned in place by Meng Xianjue's eyes, unable to move even half a step.

Meng Xianjue's eyes were cold and terrifying, filled with boundless despair and death.

That was real, the gaze of death.

Cheng Weiwan only felt that he had a splitting headache, as if a volcano was erupting all over his body, and the hot magma was surging out, as if it was going to burn everything into ashes.

When Cheng Weiwan lost his mind, he murmured in a low voice: "Let's go, I want to go... It hurts... I hurt..."

Meng Xianjue closed his eyes, and an invisible domain field emanated from his body. No one could get close to this domain field. Only Cheng Weiwan was in it, and he was safe and sound.

The waves outside the field were turbulent, and the inside of the field was calm. Meng Xianjue gently hugged Cheng Weiwan, and his lips brushed against his ear. Time and space were silent for a moment.

In an instant, the spiritual power from Meng Xianjue penetrated into Cheng Weiwan's body, and a fiery red flame emblem appeared on Cheng Weiwan's forehead out of thin air.

The brand of master and servant is in effect.

Meng Xianjue pressed close to Cheng Weiwan's ear, and his deep voice was demagogic: "Wanwan, don't go, I will make you no longer suffer."

Spirit beasts can't resist their master's orders at all, but Cheng Weiwan is resisting, he is resisting Meng Xianjue, intercepting Meng Xianjue's domineering spiritual power, which makes it difficult for him to breathe, Meng Xianjue is at a loss, so he can only pat Cheng Weiwan with his left The back of her breath was hot and messy: "Wanwan, relax."

The curse sounded in Cheng Weiwan's ears, he had a splitting headache, he pressed his hands against Meng Xianjue's chest, and said with difficulty: "Meng Xianjue, let me go!"

He had already thought about it the moment Meng Xianjue dropped the Soul Locking Nail on him.

The mission was to be done, and he would stay at Tianmen, but he would never stay by Meng Xianjue's side again.

But the last bit of strength disappeared, and Cheng Wewan fell backwards. Meng Xianjue realized it in advance, and with a little force in his hand, Cheng Wewan fell into his arms drowsily.

Ling Siyao wanted to rush forward, but was suppressed by the invisible domain field, unable to move, he struggled hard, and frowned: "Meng Xianjue, what on earth are you trying to do!"

Meng Xianjue lowered his head and said nothing, he rested his chin on the back of Cheng Weiwan's fair neck, and closed his eyes.

He didn't want to do anything, he just wanted to be good to his seniors.

With the two of them as the center, the gloomy purple light exploded in all directions.

Meng Xianjue closed his eyes lightly, raised his left hand, grabbed Cheng Weiwan's waist, and comforted him softly, "Wanwan, don't be afraid."

The moment Meng Xianjue finished speaking, a black and purple rune suddenly appeared on the back of Cheng Weiwan's neck.

The talisman is complex and changeable, even Xuan Weilai may not be able to repeat this talisman completely.

This is half-life.

Meng Xianjue cast a curse on Cheng Weiwan.

It was a curse that transferred all the pain from Cheng Weiwan's body to himself.

He has to endure these pains all his life until he dies, he is willing.

The moment the spell took effect, Cheng Weiwan's tense body relaxed obviously, and his breathing gradually became steady.

Meng Xianjue let out a muffled snort.

His flesh and blood were torn apart, and he didn't move a single bit after being cut by a sword, but when he felt Cheng Weiwan's pain, he couldn't help but groan in pain.

He tightened his arms around Cheng Weiwan.

Because of him, Cheng Weiwan suffered a whole body of sickness.

He has committed a heinous crime.

After a farce, Cheng Weiwan was so tired that he didn't want to move anymore, his physical strength was exhausted, his spiritual power could not be sustained, and he changed back into the appearance of a little red gold beast.

Ling Siyao wanted to step forward to hug the little red gold beast, but was not as fast as Meng Xianjue, Meng Xianjue carefully held the little red gold beast in his arms, his expression gradually turned ugly.

He had had countless chances before, but he chose the most difficult path abruptly.

As the night darkened, Meng Xianjue looked at the little red gold beast huddled up on the small couch, unable to fall asleep for a long time.Suddenly remembering that little beasts are afraid of the dark, he sprouted a cluster of warm and dim little flames in his palm, hanging on the low couch, casting a small beam of light for Cheng Weiwan.

He didn't want to toss and turn on the bed anymore, he just tucked the quilt up for Cheng Wewan, and sat quietly beside Cheng Wewan.

He couldn't imagine what life would be like without Cheng Weiwan.

The only person who was really good to him was destroyed by his own hands.

In this short day, too many things happened that he did not expect. The person he has been looking for is actually by his side, and the person he hurts every time is actually the person he cherishes the most.

God made a joke with him, and he was powerless to fight back.

His expression gradually condensed, he was thinking carefully in his mind, his fingers subconsciously wrote and drew in mid-air, and he could barely read six words: release the curse seal of master and servant.

When the seal of the master and servant is cast, it is the spirit beast that suffers, and when the seal of the master and servant is lifted, the sufferer becomes the master.

Therefore, since Tianlu recorded it, no one would be so stupid as to take the spirit beast that he had worked so hard to find, and make every effort to make it recognize its owner, and then lift the curse seal.

Therefore, there is no specific method for breaking the curse seal anywhere.But you can also guess.

The process of imprinting the curse seal of master and servant is that the master engraves a brand on the bone of the spirit beast. The brand is shared by both parties. If the master wants to remove it, the master needs to cut open his own flesh, find the bone with the brand on it, grind the bone and let the blood out. Once the curse seal disappears, the connection between the two parties will naturally be eliminated.

But suffering and suffering, the practitioners of Tianlu would not do such a waste of effort.

But Meng Xianjue wanted to do it.

If he wanted to make amends, he should start with this.

He wanted Cheng Weiwan to follow his heart in everything he said and did, instead of being forced into trouble because of that brand.

Wait a little longer, wait a little longer, until the things in hand are finished...

Suddenly, there is wind.

Meng Xianjue looked back vigilantly, and suddenly saw a shadow's tail nimbly sneaking into the door of his room. This person's movements were really light, if it wasn't for the wind, even Meng Xianjue would not have found the trace of this person.

Meng Xianjue's complexion suddenly darkened, the injection was not even half an inch out of the sheath, and it shone coldly.

There are multiple restrictions in his house, and even the little Taoist boy who sweeps the house does not dare to enter his house on weekdays.

But this person deliberately chose this moment—Meng Xianjue did not hesitate, and without hesitation, his unsheathed bright front, with a biting frosty air, suddenly lay across the man's neck the moment the barrier fell.

Under the moonlight and warm light, Meng Xianjue's eyes were full of cruelty.

He saw the familiar long and narrow eyes, and the angle of the mouth was not good-looking when the corners of the mouth were pressed down, looking very mean.

It's Zhang Chengcan.

Meng Xianjue also saw that Zhang Chengcan's hand that was frozen in mid-air continued to fall in the direction of the sleeping Chijin Beast.

Zhang Chengcan also saw Meng Xianjue, he never thought that Meng Xianjue was there.According to his understanding, Meng Xianjue usually sleeps very late or goes out to practice, and rarely comes back to live.

He didn't expect to be caught by Meng Xianjue as soon as he read together today.

He still doesn't know exactly what effect the blood of the red gold beast has, but what he saw with his own eyes that day made him determined that no matter what, he must get the red gold beast.

Meng Xianjue looked at Zhang Chengcan's funny face still covered in bandages, and his face was cold and arrogant: "How's the injury on your body?"

Zhang Chengcan's face twisted for a moment, he grabbed his right wrist with his left hand, and said almost gnashing his teeth: "Thank you for your concern, brother, my injuries have almost recovered."

Meng Xianjue looked him straight in the eyes: "That's good, lest the master has to worry about you."

Zhang Chengcan secretly clenched his fists.

"It's my fault, I let senior brother and master worry about me."

Suddenly, the injection around Meng Xianjue's waist was unsheathed half an inch, his eyes turned cold, and his voice dropped instantly: "Aren't you going to get out?"

Tonight is here, he must not want to kill.

Zhang Chengcan knew that his affairs were revealed today, and he had no destiny with the Chijin Beast, so he had no choice but to give up this thought, bid farewell to Meng Xianjue hastily, and fled in despair.

Meng Xianjue looked at Zhang Chengcan's embarrassed back, his body was hidden in the darkness, the corners of his mouth gradually pressed down and tightened, and after a long time, he whispered, "Wu Zhong."

Suddenly, a dark wind blew, and there was a slight trembling sound of chains in the distance. Meng Xianjue pinched an exquisite and complicated charm in his hand, and this sticky black light sank into Zhang Chengcan's body soundlessly.

Afterwards, the cloudy wind disappeared, and the sound of the chains also stopped.

Meng Xianjue called again: "Wu Chong, come back."

The tall man knelt on one knee. He saw the Lord's sudden change of attitude towards the little red gold beast. Although he didn't understand the twists and turns, he also understood that if the little red gold beast was woken up at this time, , the lord may not give him a good face for three days in a row.

"Lord."

Meng Xianjue was very satisfied with Wu Zhong's carefulness, and his tone was much calmer: "You don't have to stare at Zhang Chengcan anymore, I've already cast a distraction spell on him, and I'll see his luck later."

Wu Chong's hands trembled.

Amulets such as the distracting curse can be regarded as extremely tricky and vicious existences among ghost cultivators.

As long as there is a dark side in a person's heart, the distracting curse will infinitely magnify this dark side, making this person completely lunatic.

Only those who are truly pure and kind can be invulnerable to all poisons.But this kind of person, he died and came back to life, and he has never seen one.

At the same time, he secretly became suspicious.

Why did the Lord go to war with a little Zhang Chengcan?

Could it be that there is really some unknown blood feud between them?

"My lord, should I continue to stare at Baihu Village after this?"

Meng Xianjue's eyes moved, and he pursed his lips: "No, I guess it's almost time, you don't need to go out, just stay here."

Wu Zhong raised his head in doubt, this was the first time the Lord had not arranged any tasks for him.

Immediately afterwards, Meng Xianjue slightly turned his head to look at the little beast on the low couch, and his voice softened a lot: "You take care of him, be careful..."

Meng Xianjue's words were extremely gentle: "Don't scare him."

Wu Zhong had a complicated expression on his face, and retreated under orders.

The author has something to say: I changed the dungeon, and I’m fighting monsters while I’m at the crematorium~

感谢在2020-11-2010:52:38~2020-11-2018:17:34期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmines: 1 Dongsanyue who can't wake up;

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 10 bottles of Dongsanyue who can't wake up; 5 bottles of claw cats; thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!