A little padded jacket that accidentally turned into a villain

Cheng Weiwan woke up drowsily, and when he woke up, he didn't know how long he had slept. In short, when he woke up, the clothes and quilt he was wearing were different from the way he was before he fell asleep.

His mind froze for a moment.

Who changed it for him?

But it doesn't matter, even the people who live on Mount Everest are Meng Xianjue, Ling Siyao and Xuanwei, and he doesn't believe that Meng Xianjue and Xuanwei will come to change his clothes.

He moved his hands and feet carefully, and found that he could move quite freely, only a little sore, and the pain that was about to tear him apart before he passed out was no longer there.

It's just that after being in a coma for so many days, he still lay down all his bones. He propped himself up to get up, but suddenly found that someone had cast a curse on his body.

This curse is different from ordinary curse seals. It is not dropped by spiritual power, but a string of codes is input into the system space, and the system space calculates the result, which is reflected on him. It is somewhat similar to Tianlu. The curse seal, but the essence is actually different.

Cheng Weiwan could see through the coding of this spell at a glance, there was a bit of carelessness in the caution, and a bit of care in the sloppy.Don't even think about it, Ling Siyao wrote it for him.

This curse seal has an advantage that no one else will discover.

The function is to isolate all pain.

Cheng Weiwan was in a good mood, even the gloomy look on his face was much less.

Just at this moment, Ling Siyao pushed the door in with a bowl of hot porridge, and the warm sunlight poured down from the crack of the door, turning the cute little fluff on Cheng Weiwan's face into a warm golden color.

Cheng Weiwan bent his eyes and smiled at Ling Siyao: "Thank you very much."

Ling Siyao was at a loss, what are you thanking?He has been busy dealing with the main system for the past few days, and went to investigate the matter of the Soul Locking Nail, but he has never been out of the system space. Only today he felt that Cheng Weiwan's vital signs were fluctuating, so he made room. look at him.

——But seeing that Wan Wan was in a good mood, he didn't want to spoil the scenery.

It should be thanks to the isolation spell.

But the isolation spell can only last for half a month, so let's not talk to Wan Wan for now, and he will figure out a way by himself.

Ling Siyao vaguely responded to Cheng Weiwan's thank you, and raised her head to ask him.

"How do you feel?" Ling Siyao put the porridge on the square table and waved at him, "Come over and have something to eat?"

Cheng Weiwan didn't feel hungry, he scratched his hair, and didn't have the mood to eat, so he asked directly: "Ling Siyao, tell me, I've got a soul-locking nail on my body now, can I still go home. "

Ling Siyao's hand holding the porcelain spoon suddenly paused.

Seeing that Ling Siyao didn't respond, Cheng Weiwan's heart gradually sank.

According to his understanding, the soul-locking nail is to firmly nail the soul into this body, and it will never escape.What he worries most is that his soul will be trapped in this world and he will never be able to return home.

If this is the case, he will never forgive Meng Xianjue.

He has a good temper and rarely goes online. The only criterion for handling things is that everyone gets along peacefully.

But he has only one enemy.

—the one who prevented him from going home.

Ling Siyao continued to remain silent, even if Cheng Weiwan was not completely right, he was at least seven or eight points right.

Cheng Weiwan knew it well, but he still never took his eyes off, and kept staring at Ling Siyao.

In the end, Ling Siyao put down the spoon in his hand as if resigned to his fate, and said, "Wanwan, I searched all over the database in the main system space, and only found one case similar to the soul-locking nail."

Ling Siyao paused, almost biting the tip of her tongue before she said that cruel sentence: "Wanwan, you have to know that some things cannot be solved by the system alone.

"The laws of the local world, the growth laws of all things, the established facts...these cannot be modified by the system space alone, and the soul lock belongs to the laws of this world, and I have no authority to change any of them."

Cheng Weiwan's face turned pale: "Is there no way for me to leave here?"

Ling Siyao shook her head lightly: "There is a way."

Cheng Weiwan slightly opened his eyes wide to look at him.

"Kill the person who cast a curse on you. If he dies, the Soul Lock Nail will lose its effect. You can leave when you find the right time."

Cheng Weiwan's brows and eyes, which were slightly excited at first, drooped down.

Although Meng Xianjue did many things that were unacceptable to him, the idea of ​​killing Meng Xianjue never even appeared in his mind.

Taking people's lives has touched the principle.

He hesitated: "Do you want me to kill Meng Xianjue?"

Ling Siyao paused: "No..."

Cheng Weiwan's eyes lit up instantly: "Is there any other way?"

"No..." Ling Siyao couldn't bear it more and more, "I traced the trace of the soul-locking nail's spiritual power spell seal, and found that the spiritual power came from Xuanwei Daoist."

All the expressions on Cheng Weiwan's face disappeared: "..."

Cheng Weiwan sat on the couch with a sad face, not wanting to say a word.

Ling Siyao patted him on the shoulder, scooped up a small spoonful of cold porridge, and brought it to his mouth: "Drink a little, we still have to complete the task first, let's go and see, maybe wait until you complete the task, these difficulties It all worked out.”

Cheng Weiwan finally had some strength and rolled his eyes at him: "Maybe by then, I will find that it is easier to give up and go home."

Ling Siyao: "..."

Cheng Weiwan and Ling Siyao decided to leave Tianmen this afternoon.

In order to complete the task, the observation objects must be centered on the people inside the Tianmen. They decided to leave the Tianmen without attracting anyone's attention, and then disguised themselves to find a way to enter the Tianmen in another appearance.

Hiding in the Tianmen, in order to complete this almost impossible task.

Cheng Weiwan's body was still a little weak and he couldn't walk, so he had no choice but to change back into the form of a small beast. Ren Ling Siyao held him in his arms, and while many disciples were practicing, it was not too hard to stand against the noon. But the unusually bright sun quietly walked towards the gate of Tianmen.

I did not meet anyone along the way, but there was only one place that made Ling Siyao feel very uncomfortable.

When he walked towards the mountain gate, he felt chills on his back, like a light on his back, and he always felt that someone was staring at him with extremely cold eyes.

He looked back many times.

But I only saw the deserted streets and the white plain snow all over the place.

Ling Siyao was a little flustered, but still patiently said to Cheng Weiwan: "Wanwan, do you feel that someone is following us?"

Cheng Weiwan stretched her neck and looked back, just in time to see a wisp of wind blow away a dead branch, and the dead branch fell to the ground and plunged into the flat snow surface, like a dead tree in the snow.

Cheng Weiwan looked up at the sky suspiciously, and said: "I have injuries on my body now, and I am not sensitive to external objects, but I always feel that this gust of wind is not right."

Ling Siyao suddenly stopped, staring straight ahead: "Wanwan, we can't leave today."

Cheng Weiwan was puzzled: "Why?"

The last sound was caught in the wind.

I don't know if it's something wrong with his eyes or the weather is really bad, Cheng Weiwan actually saw that gust of wind gradually appear solid, it was a sticky black that was suffocating, and then it was like a shooting star with a long tail The same, rushed forward, and then hit the ground.

Cheng Weiwan felt the oppressive aura coming from the front.

He mobilized his spiritual power, concentrated his attention and turned into a human form, and took a step forward, and because of this step, he found out.

Under the three thousand steps of Tianmen, there are two people standing.

One person raised his head slightly, with dark lines in his white clothes, and the reflection of Suxue in his pitch-black pupils.

He stared at Cheng Weiwan's figure for a long time, even though it was so far away, Cheng Weiwan didn't need to look to know that his appearance must be clearly reflected in those deep pupils.

This person has a strong aura overflowing just by standing, it is Meng Xianjue.

The man behind Meng Xianjue lowered his head, his skin was an ugly cold gray.

But that person only appeared for a moment, before Cheng Weiwan had time to see clearly, he saw that the person had disappeared in the wind.

Cheng Weiwan was a little suspicious, but he didn't become suspicious, but his heart gradually sank, sinking into the sea of ​​despair.

Why did Meng Xianjue know they were leaving?

Cheng Weiwan slightly lowered his head and looked forward, only seeing the small figure of Meng Xianjue under the countless steps.

These three thousand steps are the only way to leave Tianmen, Cheng Weiwan closed his eyes.

Meng Xianjue waited here on purpose to stop them and prevent them from leaving.

Meng Xianjue was walking forward slowly.

His steps were extremely steady, as if he had walked for a century. He finished the three thousand steps in silence, and finally came to Cheng Weiwan.

It was still snowing in the sky, and the steps were slippery. Meng Xianjue had walked this long road, his shoulders were covered with frost, and the top of his hair was covered with snow, but his brows and eyes were still calm, and only his eyes were fixed on Cheng Weiwan.

His face was a little pale, and he wondered if it was the pain that was consuming his will all the time.

"It's cold, let's go back." After speaking, he naturally took off the cloak he was wearing, and made a gesture to put it on for Cheng Weiwan.

Cheng Weiwan frowned, took half a step back, and said in a cold voice, "I'm not cold."

Meng Xianjue's hand froze in mid-air for a moment, but soon he came to his senses, retracted his cloak, put it on his arm, and said in a deep voice, "Wanwan, where are you going?"

Cheng Weiwan looked at Meng Xianjue's slightly gloomy face, and clenched his fists: "It's just turning around, but you, what are you doing here... to stop us?"

Meng Xianjue looked at Ling Siyao meaningfully, then retracted his gaze, and gently opened and closed his bloodless lips: "Wanwan, I'm going to Baihu Village, would you like to go with me?"

After finishing speaking, he seemed to feel that his words were a bit abrupt, and then added after a pause: "Are you a bit bored here at Tianmen, I'll take you out to have a look..."

Before Meng Xianjue could finish speaking, Cheng Weiwan turned around immediately, with a voice floating in the boundless white snow, he said simply and neatly, "I don't want to."

The author has something to say: I'm sorry, sorry, the stupid author went out for a while today, the update is a bit late, I love you~

感谢在2020-11-2018:17:34~2020-11-2121:22:30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 mine: 3 taro ball;

Thank you to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 10 bottles of stars and seas in my eyes; 7 bottles of Demon God and Zongsi; 2 bottles of summer wind; thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!