I get love from my beauty [Quick Transmigration]

"I didn't do it on purpose, I just wanted to come and take a look... Obviously she can be here, why can't I... I didn't mean to..."

"You still say! Are you trying to piss off your parents? Now that the Immortal Elder is unconscious because of your injury, what you should think about is how to apologize to the Immortal Elder when he wakes up!"

Outside the door came Zhu Rui's sobbing and Master Zhu's yelling, while Mu Yin sat cross-legged on the bed in the room, his eyes were closed, his face was pale, there was a little blackness between his brows, and the frost-white spiritual power was on his face. Slow flow all around.

Shuli got impatient, went out and said: "Mu Xianchang is practicing martial arts, so he can't be disturbed, Master Zhu and Miss Zhu should quarrel elsewhere."

He didn't bother to use a fake voice anymore. Although he was wearing a white gauze dress, he uttered a clear and indifferent male voice. After he finished speaking, he glanced at Zhu Rui condescendingly, and his eyes were bright and mocking.

Zhu Rui withdrew her gaze as if she had been electrocuted, and bit her lips until they turned white.

Shuli closed the door neatly, and it finally became quiet outside the door.

He sat back at the table and looked at Mu Yin with his head propped up.

At first, he was still worried when the demon took advantage of the loopholes to enter Mu Yin's body, but after Asa explained what the possessed demon was, he was slightly relieved.

The accompanying demon is usually spawned by the cultivator's obsession and accumulates in the body; the possessing demon is born naturally. The people turned into their vassals.

As for Mu Yin, who lived on the mountain since he was a child, what he has done in the past few decades is not only cultivation but also cultivation. His mind can be said to be clear and clear.When the attached demon has nothing to do, it will naturally come out of his body.

Shuli thought very well, but what happened to Mu Yin was not as optimistic as he thought.

In the illusion that Mu Yin was trapped in, he was kneeling in the Lingjue Hall on the top of Lingjue Mountain, the old man's voice rang in his ears, like a very soft whisper: "What are you looking for?"

"..."

The voice grew louder: "What do you want?"

"..."

The last sound was like a thunderclap, wrapped in the momentum of the thunder, and it was deafening: "What do you mean by persistence?"

In reality, Mu Yin snorted, and a slender line of blood overflowed from the corner of his lips.

Shuli's face changed, and she came to Mu Yin in a few steps, 【"What's the matter? How could he be disturbed by the demon? It shouldn't be!"】Asa didn't answer.

【"Is there no way?"】

Asa: ["Even if the possessing demon is pulled out of the body by force, once the possessing demon recognizes a person, it will be like a gangrene, and will always follow him, no matter how difficult it is to get rid of."]【" Can't the attached demon be killed?"]

【"The host who has been possessed by it is ineffective against its attack."】 Shuli was dumbfounded, 【"What's wrong with this setting?"】 Then asked, 【"Can I help him?" 】Asa asked back: 【"Do you have spiritual power?"】

【"But now I can't find anyone else."】

Asa paused for a moment, then slowly said: 【"Well, it's not impossible."】【"What?"】

……

Time passed little by little, and the blackness lingering between Mu Yin's brows grew stronger. He finally opened his eyes, and said "papa" to seal several large acupoints on his chest, then put his fingers on his heart, and his strength slowly decreased shift.

Wherever the fingertips passed, spiritual power burst out, and the black mist was forced out.

He really wanted to force out the demon first.

Shuli stood by and watched Mu Yin's movements without blinking.

The black mist condensed in the air, and Mu Yin yelled softly, "Zhanshuang!"

The Zhanshuang sword was unsheathed, and the sword body overflowed with Lingling Huaguang, and slashed at the attached demon.

"puff--"

The demon in the form of black mist broke in two in an instant, but soon began to gather again.

Mu Yin seemed to have expected it a long time ago, without any surprise, he just flew up and grabbed the handle of Zhanshuang Sword to swing it out again.

But Shuli was one step ahead of him, swooping forward and swallowing the demon in one gulp.

"you!"

Mu Yin quickly withdrew his sword, and just about to say something, Shuli spurted out a big mouthful of black blood, staggered a few steps, and fell to his knees.

Earlier, Asa said that one of the kung fu practiced by the demon cultivator was to devour other demon bodies and refine them into his own kung fu.Shuli and the heart demon both have a demon body, and as a demon cultivator who needed the power of half of the world of cultivating immortals to suppress it thousands of years ago, his demon body will only be stronger than that of the heart demon, so naturally he can try to devour the heart demon. magic.It's just that he doesn't have spiritual power now, and he can't use his skills to refine it after devouring the inner demon. He will inevitably suffer backlash, which will be quite a pain.

The method is really good. Not only can it solve the demons, but it can also increase the favorability of the target.So Shuli devoured the demons with the idea of ​​swallowing first and then talking, but he didn't expect that Asa's words would be so painful - that huge force rushed left and right in his body and struggled desperately. As if being squeezed out of place, severe pain burst out like a fire.

"How are you?" Mu Yin hugged half of his body and asked, frowning.

"Cough cough..." Shuli's snow-white face was covered with spattered blood spots, thick and hot black blood poured out from his lips, he coughed a few times, "No, it's okay, I can't die..."

Mu Yin held his wrist, trying to give him spiritual power, but Shuli was shocked all over, and another mouthful of blood spurted out, splashing half of Mu Yin's face with a shocking blush.

"Don't try it, the spiritual powers of Moxiu and Renxiu repel each other, it's useless..." Shuli panted anxiously, tightly clutching Mu Yin's sleeve, so hard that her fingertips turned pale.

Seeing him in such pain, Mu Yin was at a loss, "Why did you do this?"

At this time, Shuli still had the strength to laugh, "You, you just treat me as... I want to devour the spiritual power of that demon."

"..."

Shuli's forehead hair and eyelashes were drenched with sweat, she smiled again, and begged him in a low voice: "I'm lying to you, don't kill me, okay?"

Mu Yin squeezed his wrist tightly.

……

At night, Mu Yin wiped off the blood on Shuli's body, and carried him to bed.

There are pills from Lingjue Mountain beside the bed, from Juling Pill to Analgesic Pill to Huanyang Pill, all of them are priceless and precious, but they can't help the internal injury of the magic cultivator that is different from human cultivation. effect.Shuli could only toss and turn on the bed, murmuring vaguely and painfully over and over again.

"It hurts...it hurts...it hurts..."

He squeezed Mu Yin's long sleeves tightly, as if using it as a support to keep going, layers of fine sweat broke out on his forehead and tip of nose, and Mu Yin gently wiped it away with soft silk.

Mu Yin's fingertips touched the corners of his eyes, where the eyelashes were so wet that they flicked, and a string of tears fell down, slipped over the little red mole, and then blended into the temples along the thin tear stains, as if forever Endless flow.

He was in such pain.

Even if the pain is so severe, I don't say a word of regret.

The severe pain made Shuli's consciousness gradually blurred, but because of the uninterrupted severe pain in her body, she couldn't successfully pass out.In the end, the content of his murmurs became boundless and fragmented.

"Go away...it hurts...I think, I think..."

Mu Yin managed to hear a few words clearly, and thought that Shuli was still uncomfortable, so she moved closer and asked him, "What do you want?"

But Shuli seemed to wake up suddenly, and stared at Mu Yin for a few breaths, "I want..." The ending was a slight choking sob, which was quickly suppressed, and he whispered: "I want you to like me .”

Mu Yin has always thought that Shuli has a frivolous disposition and can't keep track of the words. He will never be able to tell whether the next sentence he says is true or false, teasing or righteous, so he simply regards what he says as falsehood that does not need to be distinguished. talk.

Putting this sentence before, he would also regard it as a sentence in Shuli's frivolous joke, but at this moment, he realized that this sentence was true.

Everything that man said before may be true.

He snapped his fingers and fell silent.

Shuli laughed, the water in her black eyes was swaying under the candle lamp, and the thick shadows reflected by her long eyelashes under her eyes, "If not, just change to another one, and take me to Neg Xuefeng to have a look, okay?"

Seeing that Mu Yin still didn't answer, he looked a little disappointed and sad, and asked, "Is that okay?" Then he took a breath, his forehead was sweating, and his tone was pretending to be relaxed, "Forget it Bar--"

"it is good."

Shuli was taken aback.

Mu Yin said in a low voice: "When your injury heals, I will take you to Xuefeng."

Shuli raised the corners of her lips, "Okay."

The two stayed temporarily in Zhufu.

Shuli's injury will not heal so quickly.He has no spiritual power and cannot refine the inner demon, and the power in his body can only be dispelled by the demon body itself.This process was extremely slow, but as time passed, his pain also subsided a lot, and he no longer suffered from severe pain all day and night, but his spirit was not very good, and most of the time he lay on the bed in a daze.

That night, after confirming that Shuli was fast asleep, Mu Yin left the room and walked into the courtyard.

The night is dark and the pear blossoms are cool.

Sitting under the pear tree, he stretched out his palm, and a lotus flower with black petals and red stamens appeared in his palm.

After coming out of Jiuyao Valley, he rushed to Molinyan, and then he and Shuli went out early and returned late every day, arranged to eliminate demons, and then encountered the possessing demons, Shuli couldn't leave people around for a moment, so he was always busy , had no chance to take it out until now.

The young sword repairman in white looked at the Nine Luminaries Black Lotus for a while, his handsome face was calm, but there was a fleeting look of confusion in his eyes.

He doesn't intend to use it just yet.

He's just confused.

When he was on the mountain before, he couldn't figure out some things. Now that he went down the mountain, he obviously only stayed for a short period of time, but he became more confused.

He felt very inexplicable.

The night wind blows quietly, and there is a slight sound when the pear blossoms fall to the ground, like the sound of snow falling in front of the temple on the negative snow peak.

Mu Yin bent her left hand, tapped her knees one after another, and then exhaled lightly.

Zhu Rui walked into the courtyard gate at this time.

Mu Yin had spotted her a long time ago, but he didn't move. When she approached, he put away the Nine Luminaries Black Lotus, and said flatly, "Miss Zhu."

Zhu Rui was led by Master Zhu and Mrs. Zhu to apologize to Mu Yin the day after Mu Yin passed away. At that time, her complexion was very bad. Now, after nearly ten days, her complexion still hasn't recovered, she looks haggard like It was a crabapple that was blown by rain and wind in spring, and even the petals were slightly curled up, with a girlish expression on her face that was about to say something.

She said: "I want to say sorry for what happened that day, it's all my fault..."

"Miss Zhu has already apologized, why are you still here?" Although it was a question, there was no trace of emotion in Mu Yin's voice.

"After a few days, I... I still feel guilty, very disturbed in my heart—"

Mu Yinrong looked calm, noncommittal.

Zhu Rui stopped talking suddenly, with an embarrassed look on her face. After a while, she bit her lips and asked, "Mus Xianchang, why are you always so indifferent to me?"

Mu Yin said: "I treat everyone like this."

"No, it's not!" Zhu Rui said, "I can see it clearly, you treat that person differently!"

Mu Yin paused, and finally looked up at her, "You're wrong."

"I didn't!" Zhu Rui said stubbornly, "I haven't said who it is, why can you just deny it? You are obviously..."

In the middle of the speech, he could no longer pretend to be tough, and suddenly burst into tears, "You can treat him like this, why can't you look at me? Why can't you look at me?"

Such a beautiful girl was crying in front of him with tears in her eyes, heartbroken, but Mu Yin was unmoved at all, she didn't even change her eyes from the beginning to the end, but when she choked up her last sob, she said softly: "Ye Ye!" It's deep, miss Zhu, please go back."

Facing such an indifferent sweetheart, Zhu Rui can no longer stay here.She cried softly, turned and ran out.

Mu Yin lightly brushed away the falling flowers on her knees, and when she turned her head, she saw the black-haired beauty leaning against the door, with a cloak draped over her shoulders, staring at him with a smile that was not a smile.

He got up and walked over, "Why did you wake up?" After taking care of Shuli these days, Mu Yin subconsciously reached out to touch his forehead, "Does it still hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt now."

Shuli's forehead was slightly warm, which was a normal temperature.Mu Yin then put down his hand, but the next moment Shuli quickly raised his hand to hold it.

"... let go."

"Don't let go." Shuli has been honest for a long time, and now that she is not disturbed by pain occasionally, she resumes her previous reckless and unshape appearance, holding his fingers and laughing shamelessly.

"Let go."

"Don't let it go."

Mu Yin's left fingertips had just accumulated spiritual energy as a warning, but Shuli bowed and said in pain: "Ouch..."

The spiritual power on his fingertips dissipated in an instant, he held Shuli up, and asked with a frown, "Are you okay?"

Seeing that Mu Yin fell for the trick without any hesitation, Shuli straightened up suddenly, with a smile in her eyes, "I'm just kidding you, it's okay."

Mu Yin's movements paused, a bit of helplessness appeared in his brows and eyes, there was nothing he could do about the person in front of him.

Shuli had already let go of his hand, and teased with a fake face: "Xianchang, why are you so unfeeling to the little girl who likes you?"

"I like it." In the past, when talking about such topics, Mu Yin would never pay attention to him, but this time he followed his words and repeated them in an unclear manner.

Shuli murmured, "That's right, can't you see that Miss Zhu likes you?"

Mu Yin glanced at him, but didn't speak.

"Although she acted recklessly that day, it was because she was too young and liked you too much. It will make people very sad if you treat them like this."

Mu Yin said: "Then how should I treat her?"

"At least be softer and more tactful?" Shuli paused, "But don't be too nice to her, otherwise it's my turn to be sad."

Mu Yin clearly knew that he shouldn't continue to ask, but he still asked: "You...why are you sad?"

"You do not know?"

Mu Yin pursed her lips tightly.

Shuli laughed, and said as a matter of course: "Of course it's because I like you too, and I like you more than her. Seeing that you treat others better than me, shouldn't I be sad?"

Mu Yin and Shu Li looked at each other quietly for a few breaths, and suddenly lowered their eyelashes to avoid the other party's gaze.

"Shy?" Shuli asked a little closer.

Mu Yin's jade-like face was slightly red, but his expression remained unchanged, and his voice was very steady and natural: "No."

"Ah," Shuli raised her eyebrows in surprise, "I have learned to lie."

Mu Yin still insisted: "No."

Shuli smiled so much that she rolled her eyes, tiptoed to Mu Yin's ear, her voice was suppressed very low, low and narrow: "Mu Yin, I seem to have discovered a secret."

Swept by the warm fragrance on the side of her neck, Mu Yin suddenly took a step back and ignored it.

Shuli didn't care, she looked at him with bright black eyes, with a soft and playful gleam in them, and said quite proudly: "But I won't tell you."

After finishing speaking, he left Mu Yin and went back to the room, yawning lazily, "Elder Immortal, go to bed early."

Mu Yin stood there without moving, and when she came back to her senses, she realized that she had just been in a daze for a while.

The author has something to say: the demonic body is contained in the ordinary body, so the external injuries can be treated with the medicines that ordinary people use, but the internal injuries of the lungs and the internal organs are not enough =w