Kneeling and begging the host to be accepted [Quick Transmigration]

The sky was gloomy, thunder was rumbling, and large raindrops fell from the sky. The fire on the ground was drenched by the heavy rain, and it took a while to extinguish it.

Fan Yuan took the grilled fish skewered on a tree branch and ate it slowly, while walking towards the east of the forest against the heavy rain.

According to Lin Mushuang's memory, there was a town a few miles east of the forest.

Around Fan Yuan's body, there was a shield of soul power, and the raindrops were blocked by an invisible barrier before they fell on him, so that he was not affected by the rain at all.

Fortunately, there is no one here, so no one can see such a scene, otherwise I don't know what trouble it will cause.

Lin Mushuang's body is very fragile, but Fan Yuan's vision has long been different from ordinary people's after experiencing many worlds.

After getting this body, he checked it carefully and found that although this body has problems in the dantian and cannot store internal energy, his sea of ​​consciousness is very vast.

And the stronger the sea of ​​consciousness, the stronger the mental power, the more magic power that can be controlled.

If it was in the previous world, even if this Lin Mushuang had a human body, the magical power condensed from his sea of ​​consciousness alone would be able to compete with the high-level demons.

It's a pity that in this world without magic, he has a powerful sea of ​​consciousness but can't use it. Instead, he becomes a weak existence and suffers from bullying.

After knowing this situation, Fan Yuan gave up continuing to use this body to practice martial arts, but cultivated the power of magic according to the method he learned in the previous world.

He gathered the wind elements scattered in the space to speed up his own speed, and quickly shuttled through the forest... "Woooo..." A faint whimper came from the sound of falling rain, and Fanyuan stopped moving at high speed. Follow the sound and look under a tree.

A white-haired puppy curled up under a tree, drenched in the rain, looked pitiful.

Fansheng?

The moment he saw the son of a bitch, Fan Yuan immediately thought of Mr. System.

He walked slowly in front of the pup, looked down at it, his eyes were so cold that they were almost freezing.

Although this pup is not of the same breed as the dog transformed by Mr. System, how could a dog suddenly appear in this wilderness?

"What are you doing here?" Fan Yuan asked in a tentative cold voice.

"Wuuuu..." The son of a bitch stared at Fan Yuan with big wet and dark eyes, his eyes were muddled, as if he couldn't understand what he was saying at all.

Are you still pretending?

Fan Yuan frowned, reached out and grabbed the pup by the neck and lifted it from the ground in front of him, wanting to press him further.

However, the son of a bitch didn't understand his situation at all, whining, waving his limbs weakly and thumping.

Fan Yuan held the puppy in one hand, and pinched it around its neck with the other: "How long do you want to pretend?"

"Woooo..." The puppy stuck out its tender tongue and licked the back of Fan Yuan's hand. The hot and humid touch made his heart tremble, and he quickly withdrew his hand.

Did you admit it wrong?

Fan Yuan exhausted all kinds of methods, but in the end he only came to the conclusion that 'this is an ordinary puppy'.

Thinking that he mistakenly took an ordinary puppy as the system master, and talked nonsense for a long time, Fan Yuan blushed slightly, put the puppy back under the tree, turned around and planned to leave.

The whimpering sound of the pup behind him came into his ears through the sound of the rain. He stopped again just after taking a few steps, turned around and walked back quickly, and picked up the pup lying under the tree.

"Forget it, you should follow from now on." Fan Yuan sighed helplessly, and continued walking outside the forest with the pup in his arms.

But within half a day, Fan Yuan walked out of the woods and arrived at the entrance of the town.

The heavy rain gradually slowed down, and the thunder stopped, but there were still water dripping from the eaves of the houses in the town.

Because of the heavy rain just now, there were quite a few people in the small restaurant who came in to hide from the rain.

"Seeing that the enemy's sword is about to stab in front of him, the leader of the martial arts can't dodge it at this time." The gavel was slapped in his hand, and the old man with a mustache turned his head to look at the slightly clear sky outside the window, and changed the subject : "If you want to know what will happen next, let's listen to the next chapter to break it down."

"Old man Zhang, you are not kind, you stop at the key point every time." The story was going on at a tense moment, when it was suddenly interrupted, the people listening to the story in the small restaurant shouted, but they also knew that they wanted to Listen to the following story can only wait until tomorrow.

After listening to the story, the rain stopped, and the people who hid from the rain dispersed, while the rest of the people who had nothing to do sat around and chatted.

"This martial arts leader is really powerful. I heard that he is the best in the world." A thin man with a mustache on his lips said to the people around him.

"But I heard that the real number one master is actually the number one killer 20 years ago." A young man dressed in black with a very special appearance shook his finger and retorted.

"Hmph, how can you be killed by the leader of the martial arts if you are so powerful?" Mustache was a little upset that someone dared to refute him, curled his lips, and asked disdainfully.

"What do you know? In the battle of Juegu back then, the number one killer single-handedly defeated many martial arts masters. He killed Juegu so much that his blood flowed like a river, and was finally killed by Qiu Wuwu. Think about it, so what if Qiu Wuwu was really that powerful? Will sacrifice so many martial arts masters, it is obvious that he waited until the first killer Leng Kuang fought with everyone and lost both sides before reaping the benefits of the fisherman."

The young man in black spoke excitedly, as if he was the one who was considered to be the one who took advantage of the fisherman.

"I said Zhang Ergou, why do you worship that No. [-] killer so much? He is a big devil." Another person couldn't see it anymore, and knocked on the table to attract the attention of the young man in black.

"Why is it a devil? To be a killer is to use people's money to eliminate disasters for others. The real culprits should be those who entrust the murder." Xiao Li quickly retorted: "And don't call me Zhang Ergou, I Call Lenghan!"

"Stinky boy, you don't even want your ancestors anymore? How dare you change your surname." The old man Zhang who came behind the young man in black heard his words and slapped him on the head.

"Grandpa, I was wrong, don't hit him, what if you hit him stupidly?" Zhang Ergou quickly ran away, just as he ran to the door of the restaurant, suddenly someone came in from the outside, and he ran into it without being able to dodge in time.

The visitor raised his hand and waved, Zhang Ergou's body floated back for a while as if being blown by the wind, and fell to the ground with a snap, and then a cold voice came into his ears.

"Walk and watch."

The sudden change caused everyone who was watching Zhang Ergou's joke to focus on the person who came.

The man was standing at the entrance of the restaurant, with his back against the light, he couldn't see clearly, but he exuded a cold aura, which seemed to be very difficult to mess with, which made everyone Zhang Ergou squeeze a cold sweat.

But when they saw the appearance of the visitor, they couldn't help but be amazed!

It was a boy who looked to be only seventeen or eighteen years old, with black hair and shawls, bright eyes and white teeth, just like a fairy in a painting. Even wearing coarse linen clothes, it was difficult to hide his magnificent appearance.

"What do you want, officer?" Seeing the young man walk to a table by the window and sit down, Xiaoer hurriedly stepped forward to ask.

"A pot of tea, half a catty of sauced beef." The young man said lightly, and took a white puppy from his arms and put it on the table. frown.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Zhang Ergou apologized repeatedly, got up from the ground, and shrank to his grandfather, seemingly frightened.

"Haha, you kid must have been scared stupid." Seeing Zhang Ergou like this, everyone laughed, but they couldn't help sneaking glances at the boy sitting in front of the window.

"It's just a dream to want to be that cold and crazy with your cowardly appearance." Mustache took the opportunity to laugh at Zhang Ergou.

When the audience mentioned his former name, Fan Yuan's heart moved slightly. He divided some of the beef into a bowl and placed it in front of the pups. While eating the rest of the beef quietly, he secretly listened to the conversations of those people. , secretly observing the young man named Zhang Ergou.

"One day I will become the number one expert in the world!" Zhang Ergou blushed with shame and shouted angrily.

However, Fan Yuan didn't feel a trace of anger from the fluctuation of his soul, he was very calm, completely different from what he showed.

Fan Yuan's eyes fell on Zhang Ergou's hands, the hands were covered with calluses, which seemed to be left by frequent work, but Fan Yuan could see that they were a pair of hands holding a sword.

This man is not simple.

Fan Yuan hooked his lips, gently stroked the hard-working pup with one hand, and said softly, "You can call me Xiaobai from now on."

"Woof." Xu Shi gained strength after eating, and Xiao Bai's cry became a little louder.

"Xiaobai..." Fan Yuan looked at the sky outside the window.

At the west end of the town, a wisp of blue smoke rises mistyly... The heavy rain stops, the dark clouds clear, and a crescent moon hangs high in the night sky, lonely and lonely.

In the silence, a few night owls wailed.

A black figure jumped out of a guest room in the restaurant, shuttled through the quiet alleys of the small town with a strange movement, and swept towards the west of the town.

In the abandoned stone house at the west end of the town, the broken wooden door was creaking back and forth by the wind.

The black shadow, like a ghost or a ghost, jumped into the abandoned stone house under the cover of night.

The house was full of dust and cobwebs, and a few broken wooden chairs were scattered on the ground, which seemed to have been abandoned for a long time.

The black shadow came to the left corner of the stone house, reached out and groped around the corner for a while, took out a bamboo tube thick as a finger, pulled out a paper roll from it, held it in his palm, took out another paper roll from his pocket, and put it back into the bamboo tube middle.

Hei Ying put the bamboo tube back in the corner and was about to leave when he suddenly heard a cold voice from the door.

"I didn't expect that after so many years, this rule has not changed."