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

Qiu has no intention of gambling.put all one's eggs in one basket.

A palm infused with internal strength slapped the human body, and a mouthful of blood spewed out from the mouth of the person who accepted the palm abruptly, staining his face red.

Qiu Wuwu's eyes almost bulged out of their sockets, watching her son fall down spraying blood.

Fan Yuan punched him on the chest, his ribs snapped and broke, and he couldn't hold on any longer and fell to his knees.

He failed.

Unexpectedly, the opponent used his son as a shield to receive his attack, and took this opportunity to seriously injure him.

In the blurred vision, there was that man's devilish sneer.

The voice coming from his ear made his ears buzz, but he couldn't make out what he was saying.

"Do you want to live?" A voice popped out of my mind, it seemed to be the mysterious voice from back then.

"Binding!" Qiu Wuwu shouted with all his strength.Didn't he inexplicably kill Leng Kuang after hearing this voice back then?

This voice reappears, can he still be saved?

Overjoyed, Qiu Wuxin couldn't bear the trauma anymore, and fainted in front of her eyes...

Dressed in red, like a burning flame, like flowing blood, coming lightly.

"Who are you?" Qiu Wuwu stood in the darkness, eyes full of confusion.

"Tell him, if you want to find your body, come to Taohuajian." A smile flashed across her purple eyes, and the red clothes disappeared into the darkness.

"Peach Blossom... Peach Blossom..." Qiu Wuxin murmured, her eyes were confused...

When she woke up again, Qiu accidentally discovered that she was not in Baihua Villa, but in a temple that seemed to have been abandoned for many years.

Cobwebs are crawling everywhere, and a thick layer of ash has accumulated.

Qiu Wuxin climbed up from the dusty ground, feeling weak all over, his dantian was empty, and it looked like he had lost all his martial arts.

"Where is my body?" Qiu Wuwu hadn't recovered from the blow of losing her martial arts when she heard a hoarse voice from behind.

He was startled suddenly, his body fell forward, and he didn't look back until he was some distance away from the person who spoke.

This look is inexplicably horrifying.

The man had a ferocious face, his face was covered with dense cyan meridians and red blood vessels, a black sharp horn grew out of his left forehead, his hands were bent into claws, and the back of his hands and body were bulging blue veins, which even collapsed. The skin and flesh were opened, traces of blood came out, and a black air filled with violent aura surrounded the whole body, which looked particularly terrifying.

Is this person cold and crazy?

Qiu Wuxin was shocked, this appearance did not look human at all.

He hurriedly backed away until his back touched a pillar of the temple, and then he stopped.

"Where is my body?" The monster walked towards him step by step, asking this question constantly.

"In...in Taohuajian!" Qiu Wuwu was sweating coldly, his face turned pale, leaning tightly against the pillar, desperately thinking about the way to escape, when the words spoken by the person in the dream broke into his mind , flustered, he said this in a casual way.

Hearing the words Taohuajian, Fan Yuan's body shook, and he stopped his pressing steps, and his blood-red eyes regained a sliver of clarity.

Pulling Qiu Wuxin with one hand, Fan Yuan bit his neck, and the warm blood entered the throat, slightly repairing his body that was about to collapse.

It has nothing to do with hatred, it's just the jungle of the jungle.Qiu had no intention of killing him because he was stronger than him.At this moment, he did not intend to do the same for Shaqiu.

Qiu Wuwu's eyes bulged out and he struggled crazily. However, having lost all his martial arts, he couldn't break free from the monster's grip. His life was draining as fast as his blood... Peach Blossom Stream, not far from Juegu, Another Jedi.

Juegu is called Jedi because of its desolation, while Taohuajian is called Jedi because those who enter it will die.

There is a kind of light green miasma permeating in Taohuajian all the year round. If you inhale it, your seven orifices will bleed to death.

Fan Yuan stood outside the Peach Blossom Stream, looking at the still spreading green mist with deep eyes.

In the green mist, you can vaguely see the shade of trees and the clear water of the stream.

"I'm back." He took a deep breath, and stepped into the thick green mist alone...

Human beings are always accustomed to rejecting aliens, as if as long as they are different from themselves, it is a monster that will endanger them, and they want to kill them with all their strength whenever they have the opportunity.

Even children inherit this human habit.

"My mother said he was a monster! Let's not play with him!"

"Monster! Stay away from us!"

"Death to the monster!"

The stone hit him, causing severe pain.

The young child squatted on the ground, hugging his head with both hands, huddled up, bearing the stones falling on his body constantly, gritted his teeth and tried hard to hold back the tears that were about to fall.

"I'm not a monster! I don't want to play with you either!" Patience will eventually have its limit, he stood up abruptly and pushed away a child who was closer to him, shouting loudly.

The immature face was distorted with anger, and the scar on the left forehead was particularly conspicuous.

"You are a monster!" A stone hit him just right on his scar.

The scar flashed red, and a pitch-black horn loomed.

"His head has horns!"

"He really is a monster!"

Children screamed, and stones came one after another.

"I'm not!" The child called the monster rushed up and gave a hard push to a child who took the lead in throwing stones at him.

The child let out a scream, and the clothes on his body were instantly dissolved with black smoke from the place he touched, and the exposed skin was charred and black, exuding a burnt smell.

The rest of the children were stunned, and then ran around in panic, calling for their adults.

"The monster has killed! The monster has killed!"

The child called the monster was also stunned by this sudden scene, and stood there blankly, looking at his hands, at a loss.

The villagers surrounded him under the cries of the children and caught him...

At night, the crescent moon is like a knife.

The firewood was piled high, and the young child was tied to the pile of firewood. The surrounding villagers held torches and stared at the child with eyes full of hatred and disgust.

Do not kill me!I am not a monster!

The child was crying, his face was full of fear, his eyes were searching the crowd, and he was crying in a low voice.

"Daddy, daddy, come and save me!"

Behind a big tree not far from the arena, a man with a weathered face and an unshaven beard looked at the child tied to the firewood with a complex expression, with fear, hatred, and guilt.

His beloved wife died because of giving birth to this monster, and this monster-like child was the only memorial his wife left for him.

"Today, we are going to eliminate harm for the people and kill this monster!" The grizzled village chief took a torch from a villager and said loudly.

"Burn him to death! Burn him to death!" The villagers were excited and held up their torches.

The village head nodded to a villager, who walked to the pyre with a torch in his hand, and lit the pyre.

The flames burned and made a crackling sound, and the raging flames devoured the child's thin body.

"Ah!" A childish roar came from the flames, like a wounded cub.

The soaring flames exploded suddenly and surged around, like several fire snakes biting the villagers with their big mouths.

"Help!" The screams were endless, and the villagers fled away one after another with their heads in their hands. The villager closest to the pyre fell down in the flames, leaving behind a charred body.

"Monster! He really is a monster!" The village head with a gray beard looked at the child who walked down the woodpile in horror, and was then engulfed by a ball of flames.

A man with a weathered face came out from behind the tree, looking in horror at the burning village.

"Father..." The child looked at the man with joy on his face.Daddy came to the rescue.

"You shouldn't have come into this world." The man clasped the child's neck with twisted hands, and pushed him to the ground.

"It's because of you that she died! If only you hadn't been born!"

"You killed so many people, you are really a monster!"

The man roared frantically, grabbed the child's hands, and the strength in his hands was getting stronger and stronger. The firelight reflected his face, which was ferocious and terrifying.

The child's face was blue, his big eyes looked at his crazy father, tears rolled down from his eyes, and the scar on his left forehead was so red that it was about to bleed.

Do not kill me!Do not kill me!

The child's face was distorted, his eyes were turning red, and a red light shot out from the scar on his left forehead and sank into the man's chest.

The man snorted, and a sharp sword pierced through the man's back at this moment, passing through his chest.

In the child's tearful eyes, a man in red is standing behind the man with a sharp sword in his hand, his black hair is flying like a heaven and man, and his beauty is shocking.

There was a gurgling sound in the man's throat, and he turned his head with difficulty to see the people behind him.

The man in red raised his hand and pulled out his sharp sword, his expression was indifferent, as if he had just done a trivial thing.

The man's body stopped, warm blood sprayed out from the wound, and splashed on the child's body, his face turned red.

"Father!" The hand holding the throat was released, and the child looked at his father sadly, watching him slowly fall down.

"I can finally see her..." There was a relieved smile on the man's face, and his eyes lost their luster.

The man in red put his sword back into its sheath, and stretched out his hand to the child. His palm was white and his fingers were slender. It was as beautiful as a work of art: "Follow me."

His voice is deep and magnetic, full of sensuality and full of temptation.