A little padded jacket that accidentally turned into a villain

"Cheng Weiwan, Cheng Weiwan, wake up!"

Ling Siyao's voice obviously only rang in his ears, but it seemed to be thousands of miles away, he couldn't hear it clearly, and even if he wanted to open his eyes, he couldn't see the person in front of him.

Cheng Weiwan only felt that his brain was about to become a mess, and he didn't feel much pain at the place where the ghost bit him, but many pictures passed by like a revolving lantern.

There are pictures of him crouching in front of the TV with Duoduo in his arms and watching cartoons, pictures of him hiding under the covers and secretly playing with his mobile phone after he falls asleep, and pictures of his aunt sneaking in to tuck him in, and pictures of him getting his favorite offer. Simply summed up his scribbled and short life.

When he was in this world, he didn't like to watch movies and TV dramas like zombies, but he couldn't stand the few popular works, so he watched some of them.

He actually hates that after a person loses consciousness, he becomes a person who only knows how to bite and fight, and loses all human characteristics. He can only be called a pure beast.

But now, he is obviously going to become the thing he hates the most.

Those servant boys who were serving beside him did not expect Zhang Chengcan to do such a thing at all, they stared wide-eyed, accidentally, they were bitten by the neck by the ghost corpse, and died in Huangquan.

And Meng Xianjue suddenly became crazy and lost his composure. The Zhu Wu in his hand was like a bloodthirsty magical weapon. He would kill ghost corpses whenever he saw them, blood splattered everywhere. Looking at Cheng Weiwan's Zhang Chengcan, he held Cheng Weiwan who was about to lose consciousness in his arms.

Seeing this scene from a distance, Wei Jiuyang was frightened and angry, and wanted to go over and pull Meng Xianjue away, but the ghost corpse that attacked immediately stopped his footsteps.

Wei Jiuyang gritted his teeth and raised his sword to meet the tide of ghost corpses.

Ling Siyao had already returned to the system space, eagerly looking through the mysterious store, trying to find a way to rescue Cheng Weiwan, but he poured hundreds of thousands of points in a row, but only refreshed some dzi pens, Resurrection Pill and other useless things.

Ling Siyao angrily punched the console with both fists, endured the hatred and nausea in his heart, and was about to be hit by him when he refreshed, and it cost tens of thousands of points to smash in, and there were no props he wanted, Ling Siyao Having no choice but to hide in the system space and cry out in anger.

Zhang Chengcan's character cannot stand the test, and he should be punished thousands of times for this incident alone, but Zhang Chengcan is the protagonist in this world, so he cannot be touched.

But even if Zhang Chengcan is punished a thousand times and a hundred times... that child who is homesick will never come back...

On the other side, Meng Xianjue didn't care what would happen to Cheng Wewan after being bitten, the arm he was holding Cheng Wewan was extraordinarily steady, and nothing could stop him.

He was too obsessed, so he ignored one point directly.From the wound on Cheng Weiwan's neck, the blood that flowed out was not ordinary, it seemed to be thicker, and there were some golden fragments scattered in it under the dim light, but it was extremely difficult to distinguish without looking carefully.

In the chaos, Cheng Weiwan only felt that the blood all over his body began to flow backwards, his whole body was scorching hot, and his limbs began to lose control. He barely opened his eyelids, and vaguely discerned the identity of the person in front of him from the blurred vision.

Cheng Weiwan listened to the fighting of ghost corpses in his ears, and said with difficulty: "Meng Xianjue?"

Meng Xianjue's hand trembled suddenly, then gradually tightened: "It's me."

Cheng Weiwan coughed a few times, all the organs on his body didn't listen to him, when he spoke, the corner of his mouth overflowed with blood, and when he closed his eyes, the hideous ghost appeared in front of his eyes.

Cheng Weiwan suddenly felt that something was wrong, he was shocked and tried his best to say: "Do you know who I am?"

Meng Xianjue cut off the head of a ghost corpse with his last blow. He tried his best to hold back the trembling of his voice: "No, the seven-character mantra of Tianmen, I always keep in mind that it is the duty of Tianmen disciples to save lives and heal the wounded."

Cheng Weiwan thought in his heart: Isn't such a hasty denial that I don't know my identity proves that there are ghosts in my heart?Besides, I have never seen you perform the seven-character mantra to other disciples.

Cheng Weiwan heaved a sigh of relief, knowing that Meng Xianjue probably already knew his identity.

"Meng Xianjue, let me go," Cheng Weiwan suspected that he was flashing back, he felt that he was stronger than a cow now, "As long as you don't want to become a ghost corpse, it's best to let go of me while I'm still awake." I let go."

Cheng Weiwan used all his strength to push Meng Xianjue away, but Meng Xianjue seemed to be awakened in an instant, and he doubled his strength in his hands, holding Cheng Weiwan tightly.

He knew that there was only one person in the entire Tianlu who could call out his full name so arrogantly and without burden.

—— Cheng is not too late.

Meng Xianjue laughed silently: "No, ghost corpses are nothing to fear."

Cheng Weiwan struggled for a while and felt that his efforts were wasted. At this moment, he suddenly noticed that Meng Xianjue took out a spiritual gun from his spiritual pouch.

Spirit gun!

Cheng Weiwan's eyes widened instantly.

Why does Meng Xianjue have a spirit gun in his hand?It was not mentioned in the original book.

The specification of this spirit gun is higher than that of the one in his hand. It can store spirit energy anytime and anywhere, without having to store it in advance, and it doesn't need to be connected with one's own blood.

Cheng Weiwan just wanted to tell Ling Siyao about this discovery, and ask Ling Siyao to pay more attention. After his death, Ling Siyao will definitely find a new host. If Ling Siyao knows about this, he can remind him more at that time. Take a look at his new host, lest both of them will be caught blind in the end.

Just as Cheng Weiwan was about to speak, he suddenly heard Ling Siyao's surprised and excited voice ringing in his ears, as happy as if it was about to celebrate the New Year.

"Wanwan, Wanwan, are you still awake?"

Cheng Weiwan only felt hot and hot all over his body, but cold sweat was still dripping from all parts of his body, as if he was in flames at one moment, and at another point, he felt that his limbs and torso seemed to be trapped in the ice cave. A gust of air is blowing, blowing up, swelling up.

Cheng Weiwan replied dryly, "Wake up."

But he forgot to switch to the system space to talk to Ling Siyao, and said it directly.

It caused Meng Xianjue to look down at him.

Ling Siyao shouted excitedly: "Wanwan, you are different from them."

Cheng Weiwan didn't have time to hear Ling Siyao's words clearly in the future, he suddenly felt that the field of vision in front of him suddenly became higher and wider, and the hot feeling in his body finally disappeared, Cheng Weiwan couldn't hold back, raised his head and let out a loud growl.

What came out was a huge sound wave, and the air was shaken into ripples, with Cheng Weiwan as the center, spreading out in all directions, rolling with huge energy.

And this roar resounded through the heavens and earth, shaking the sky.

The disciples barely protected their bodies with spiritual energy, but those ghost corpses were not so lucky. They were blown away by the wind like fragile fallen leaves, and they had no ability to resist.

Before Cheng Weiwan could figure out the situation, he suddenly heard a disciple not far away shouting: "Red gold beast! It turned out to be a red gold beast!"

Zhang Chengcan's face became crazy and bewildered. He stared frantically at the majestic beast above the sky, and murmured: "Red gold beast, red gold beast, mine!"

Ling Siyao's voice echoed in Cheng Weiwan's ears: "Wanwan, have you forgotten, you are a red gold beast, your blood makes you invulnerable to all poisons!"

It was only then that Cheng Weiwan remembered that there was indeed such a thing.

It was probably because the ghost body injected too much poison into his body in an instant, and his current body couldn't dissolve it, so he had to transform his body to resist the poison.

The red gold beast was huge, and its roar shook the sky. It shouted to repel all the ghost corpses, so that they would not dare to attack again.

Those ghost corpses seemed to be quite afraid of Cheng Weiwan, roared a few times, retreated one after another, and hid in the darkness.

There were muffled cheers from the disciples all around, Cheng Weiwan secretly breathed a sigh of relief, lowered his eyes, and happened to meet Meng Xianjue's gaze.

At that moment, he almost suspected that he was wrong.

Meng Xianjue looked up at him from below, the darkness in his eyes was bottomless, filled with many complex emotions, the most obvious of which was the uncontrollable possessive desire.

When Cheng Weiwan looked again, she found that Meng Xianjue had put away the emotion in his eyes and looked at him with a smile.

Cheng Weiwan looked away instantly, and was about to mobilize his spiritual power to land when he suddenly heard Ling Siyao's startled voice: "Wait a minute, Wanwan, don't use spiritual power!"

However, it's too late.

Cheng Weiwan had already used the spiritual power of the Lingfu, but the spiritual power was extremely weak, close to zero. Before Cheng Weiwan had time to react, he felt that the strength in his whole body suddenly dissipated. He was powerless to resist, but he was at a high altitude. Falling everywhere, and turning into a human form, is tantamount to suicidal.

Cheng Weiwan said weakly: "Ling Siyao, why didn't you say it earlier..."

Before he finished speaking, he fell into a slightly hard but warm embrace.

Cheng Weiwan looked up and saw Meng Xianjue.

Meng Xianjue's eyes were deep, and his arms around Cheng Weiwan gradually tightened: "Senior, you are fine."

He watched with his own eyes that the huge and majestic beast turned into the person he longed for, and the silver hair and white clothes seemed to be the symbol of the sky.

Only then did Cheng Weiwan feel the piercing pain in his neck, he frowned and hissed, causing Meng Xianjue to immediately look at him nervously.

Meng Xianjue's voice sank: "I'll clean up your wound."

Saying that, raising her hand was about to touch Cheng Weiwan's skin, Cheng Weiwan immediately raised her hand and patted the back of his hand: "No, I'll ask Ling Siyao to help."

Ling Siyao came from a distance just right: "Leave it to me, I understand that later, and the disciples over there still need your comfort, you go to work first..."

Meng Xianjue turned a deaf ear, he bowed his head, his black and thick eyelashes covered the emotions in his eyes, his voice was extremely low, and the speed of his speech was slow, sounding a bit sad: "Senior thinks I'm clumsy, and I'm not as good as Ling Siyao. How much?"

Ling Siyao: "?"

Cheng Weiwan subconsciously wanted to explain: "You still have things to do, so you don't need to stay here."

Meng Xianjue pursed his lips: "Senior is very important to me. I don't pay attention to other people. Being entangled in mundane things is not important."

Cheng Weiwan: "But..."

Meng Xianjue pursed his lips: "Senior, if you feel more comfortable getting along with Ling Siyao, then it's not impossible for me to go back..."

Ling Siyao: "?"

Cheng Weiwan: "?"

What's the matter with this kind of rhetoric when the young man finally made up his mind to leave him?

Cheng Weiwan thought that he was still lying in Meng Xianjue's arms, unable to move, it would be inappropriate if he didn't give Meng Xianjue this face.

Cheng Weiwan looked up at Meng Xianjue, who had lowered his eyes, and opened his mouth lightly, "Thank you."

The corner of Meng Xianjue's lips curled into a chuckle: "Senior, you are polite."

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