They always think I'm weak [Transmigration Book]

The heavy snow was flying, the white mist was vast, the cold air was lingering, and there was also the cold wind whistling past with sleet, and it was bitingly cold when it fell on people's faces.

On a towering stone tablet, engraved with bloody and flamboyant characters:

——Bones

"This place is desolate and desolate, with a strong evil spirit and ghostly atmosphere. If I'm not mistaken, this place is the Bone Land on the edge of the Demon Realm."

A group of people dressed in the white shirts of the famous sect of the immortal sect, holding the sword of life, stood upright in the wind and snow, unmoved.They looked around the Bone Land, each with a look of vigilance on their faces.

After all, they came out this time with a mission in mind, and that was to capture Mo Nianhuan, the Fenglin Shen family who had escaped from Ten Continents.

Shen Wanqi's face was stern, and his eyes were indifferent to take a panoramic view of the bones: "This is connected to Fengdu City, which is the only way for ghosts to pass. Maybe it's because of the coldness of Yin Qi, and the white mist here is so vast that not a single blade of grass grows, it's a land of ice and snow. "

"Senior Brother Shen Er, if we find Senior Brother, are we really going to push him back to the Immortal Gate?"

When Shen Wanqi heard his junior brother ask this question, his eyes flickered slightly, his stern face was a little shaken, and he didn't know what to do.Ever since Mo Nianhuan was injured that day until now, he had never seen Mo Nianhuan, and just when he was worried about Mo Nianhuan, such news came unexpectedly.

His elder brother, who was weak since he was a child, was found to be a demon. He not only wounded the guardian elder of the Soul Reversing Tree, Miracle Doctor Luo, but also killed the disciples of Fenxiang Valley. How could this be possible.

After being shocked, he was more worried. Mo Nianhuan's body has been very unstable since eating the magic fruit by mistake. Although the master said that there is no need to worry about him, how can he not worry now.The head ordered him and Shen Qianyu to look for Mo Nianhuan, but he couldn't imagine such a day would happen.

Ask him to stand on the opposite side of Mo Nianhuan.

How can he bear it.

"I still don't quite believe that senior brother will kill someone." The junior brother behind him sighed: "What is it all about? The last time I saw such an unbelievable thing was in the history of the sect, it was said that it was Qing Yuanxian. Jun brought a demon into Fenglin Shen's door. This time, he was still the great apprentice of Qingyuan Xianjun, and my master was so angry that he wanted Qingyuan Xianjun to go out and explain."

"Don't talk about senior brother." Shen Wanqi looked sideways at the junior brother who was speaking, half-closed his eyes and suppressed a bit of chill: "Even if you leave the sect, you can't break the taboo in front of me."

Seeing Shen Wanqi still defending Mo Nianhuan like this, another junior brother felt a little uncomfortable: "Second brother Shen, are you still defending Mo Nianhuan like this at this point? Injured Fenxiang Guluo, stole the resurrection tree, and killed him." The disciples of Fenxiang Valley and the magic search dog, these things are not groundless. Moreover, the current Mo Nianhuan is not the senior brother who had to be protected by Senior Brother Shen Er before you. We all have seen his performance in the martial arts assessment. I got Guixu as my life fan, but within a few months, I learned the seventh layer of sword qi transformation of Qingyuan Sword Art. This level of cultivation speed is not a devil!"

"That's right, Second Senior Brother Shen. During the Immortal Gate Conference, Senior Senior Brother directly killed that calm person. Isn't that terrifying! It's really unknown. It must be Senior Senior Brother who wanted to surpass Senior Senior Brother Shen. Otherwise, how could senior senior brother stand for such a long time with his broken body! On weekdays, he would not be able to stand for a cup of tea, so senior brother Shen and you guys hugged him. I don’t know how delicate you are, but now you are gone. .”

Shen Wanqi pursed his lips, his eyes darkened a little, he pretended he didn't hear anything else, and there was only the last sentence in his ear:

——On weekdays, I didn't stand enough time for a cup of tea to be hugged by Senior Brother Shen, I didn't know how delicate I was, but now I'm gone.

Yes, he misses the senior brother who was always hugged by them wherever he went, obediently nestled in their arms, let them play with him, he was so obedient, his eyes were full of longing to need them all the time, as if he couldn't do without them .

The master once told them that they only need to take good care of Mo Nianhuan, and don't ask Mo Nianhuan to be able to practice. As long as Mo Nianhuan spends this life in peace, staying obediently in Fenglin Shen's is enough.

But now, after consuming the magic fruit by mistake, everything comes by itself. They don't need them at all, and they even escape from their wings, without telling them any news, and leaving without looking back.

The hand holding the sword was a little tighter, and the dark eyes that were as deep as ink were slightly invisible.

Zangxi Pavilion.

Never go to waste.

"Of course I will find Mo Nianhuan and bring him back to the Fenglin Shen family without leaving the Cangxi Pavilion." Shen Wanqi's tone was hoarse, and there was no longer any sympathy for the fragrance and jade in his heart.

Let him find Mo Nianhuan, he will never let this person out of his sight again.

Junior brothers: "..." It seemed to smell something.

"So where do we go now?"

Shen Wanqi raised the Spiritual Breath Sword in his hand, and the icy blue Spiritual Breath Sword, which was as thin as a piece of paper, broke through the ice and snow in an instant, and the bone-like wind and snow bursts were directly overwhelmed by the terrifying aura of the Spiritual Breath Sword. Opened a road to walk on.

The Spiritual Breath Sword hung in mid-air and circled around, as if looking for some kind of breath, and finally pointed to the north.

"Go north." Shen Wanqi raised his hand and took back the Spiritual Breath Sword: "He is here."

His eyes fell on the white snow not far away, his fingertips trembled slightly, and his unscrupulous thoughts seemed to grow wildly in the dark, which made him excited.

He missed Mo Nianhuan too much after not seeing him for a long time.

Master is willing to go into seclusion without seeing Mo Nianhuan. He has been in seclusion for so many years, and he is not willing to do so.

This time he wanted to take Mo Nianhuan back and hide him.

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"...Sijun, isn't this snow too scary?"

The Bone Land was covered by a gloomy light, as dark as night fell.The wind is wrapped in a piercing chill, and the snowflakes dance wildly in the barren snow. The air is filled with sand and snow particles, and the sky and the earth are in a mess.

There is a narrow opening under the stone tablet engraved with "Bone Land", and the two sat side by side inside to avoid the attack of the wind and snow.

Mo Nianhuan and Shen Yuanyu, who followed the Shura clan to the Bone Land, were suddenly blocked by a storm of snow when they reached a certain place. Now they could only find a place to set foot and look for the Shura clan.

The cold wind and sleet became more and more fierce, the entrance of the cave was shallow and not deep, Mo Nianhuan was nestled inside and was almost unable to open his eyes due to the wind and snow blowing into the cave. Fall steadily to the side.

A strong hand took him into his arms, and the whole person was wrapped in a cloak to avoid the embarrassment of being blown down by the wind and snow.

"You can't even sit still, your body is weak?" Shen Yuanyu waved his sleeves to block the wind and snow pouring into the cave with his spiritual energy, then hugged Mo Nianhuan tightly in his arms, put the cloak on the forehead of the person in his arms, and lowered his eyes Meeting Mo Nianhuan's blank gaze, he asked with a smile.

It was only now that Mo Nianhuan realized that his posture with Sijun was a bit ambiguous, so he sat between Sijun's two legs, feeling Sijun's hand holding his waist, and what happened last night came to his head.

The temperature is hot, and the words are gentle to the bone.

It's an unforgettable taste.

Subconsciously pursing his lips, he looked at Shang Sijun's eyes under the mask, and for a moment, he was confused in these deep and gentle eyes.

It's strange, why does he, the face control, have such a strong interest in Sijun, who has never seen him before, and even willingly falls into it.

It seems that the figure has also become a key to attract him.

Putting his hands through Sijun's waist and hugging him, he felt the coldness outside and his body trembled: "The legs are not soft, it's just cold, but it's not cold to hug."

She took the initiative to throw herself into her arms, and the inadvertent coquettish tone made Shen Yuanyu stunned, as if she didn't expect Mo Nianhuan to be so active.

Looking down at Mo Nianhuan who was hugging him, the smile in his eyes became more and more gentle, as soft as ice and snow could be melted by such affection, no matter what, this was the first step.

"Okay, hold you, we'll leave after the wind and snow stop."

Mo Nianhuan nestled in Sijun's arms, his eyes fell on the wind and snow outside the cave, he yawned: "You said that if we can be lost like this, can we still find Mo Xianfan's body in the place of bones? "

Shen Yuanyu felt the coolness from Mo Nianhuan's fingertips and warmed his hands in his arms: "Why do you want to find Mo Xianfan's body so much? Do you also want to revive the demon world?"

These words did not mean to be afraid, as long as Mo Nianhuan wanted, he would be with him.

It's just a thought that becomes a demon, and it's just the destruction of the four realms.

It is rare for a person to live like a madman.

"I want him to leave my body." Mo Nianhuan looked down at Sijun holding his hand, palms pressed against each other, making him reluctant to let go, now Sijun is the only one who believes that he is still with him, If he tells Sijun the truth now, will Sijun be sad?

Qinglong said it, and Mo Xianfan said it too, now his body can't support the magic fruit and absorbs the essence crazily, and sooner or later he will disappear because he can no longer bear the magic fruit.

It's hard to say whether he will be devoured by Mo Xianfan at that time.

He kept denying what Mo Xianfan said that they were the same person, but he hesitated in thinking again, because Shen Yuanyu's attitude towards him was too protective of him, if he really regarded him as sustenance and shame for Mo Xianfan Don't treat him like this, isn't raising him just to protect him because his body can release Mo Xianfan's soul?

"Why?" Shen Yuanyu was a little surprised, she didn't expect that Mo Nianhuan could feel the existence of her soul now, but why did she have such an idea?

Thinking of the sudden appearance of Mo Xianfan these few times, showing his dark side full of hatred, he couldn't help feeling a little worried.

The remaining memory in Yuanshen no longer has affection and love, only hatred, hatred for him and hatred for Xianmen, and it will naturally be such emotions that are passed on to Mo Nianhuan.

"I'm not Mo Xianfan, I don't want to kill people." Mo Nianhuan held Sijun's hand tightly: "I don't want to be used by him as a murder tool, and I don't want to be influenced by him. I have my own judgment, but he wants to Want to take away my body and even want to control my thoughts. He wants to kill anyone who makes him unhappy, no matter who it is, including my master."

"Mo Xianfan wants to kill your master?"

Mo Nianhuan didn't want to hide it, anyway, everyone probably knows about the bad things before: "Well, my master once hurt Mozun Mo Xianfan, and he failed his sincerity. If he wants revenge, he probably wants to fight back with a tooth for a tooth." The sword pierced my master's heart. So now I want to retrieve Mo Xianfan's body and draw his soul out of me, so don't bother me."

"Have you ever thought about the effect that drawing out the soul will have on you?" Shen Yuanyu never thought that Mo Nianhuan would have such a bold idea. Although he also expected the soul to return to the original body, it was definitely not Mo Nian Huan is still alive now.

Mo Nianhuan's body is protected by him with the world-cleaning green lotus, and nothing will happen in a short time. If he hadn't accidentally eaten the magic fruit nourished by Mo Xianfan's blood essence, the magic fruit would continuously absorb Mo Nianhuan's essence. Qi, and now there is even a tendency to merge and devour, and it is indeed a top priority to get back the body.

But never do such a thing with Mo Nianhuan still alive.

Mo Nianhuan shook his head: "I can't control that much, I just don't want him to control me, why should he control me, I am Mo Nianhuan, I am not Mo Xianfan."

Shen Yuanyu frowned, he didn't expect Mo Nianhuan to resist his original existence so much.

This is trouble.

It's good to be bored with yourself.

"Help, help, help..."

At this moment, a weak cry for help came out in the wind and snow, and it sounded like it was in pain.

Mo Nianhuan was stunned for a moment, he looked at Sijun: "Is someone calling for help?"

Shen Yuanyu said: "There is no one in the Bone Land, it's not people calling for help, it's ghosts at work."

Mo Nianhuan was a little horrified when he heard that, no one, why?

'Kacha Kacha'——

A clear sound like bones colliding came, getting closer and closer, the wind and snow stopped abruptly at the moment of the sound, sand, dust and snow particles slowly fell to the ground, and the bone land returned to calm, but it was also eerily quiet.

"Who is hiding here?"

There was a gloomy laugh.

Before Mo Nianhuan could react, a skull appeared upside down from the top of his head outside the cave in front of him, the eye sockets were blank but blood was flowing backwards, and the bones were grinning.

The white bones with only joints left were holding on to the edge of the cave, and the joints were faintly stained with dried blood.

Mo Nianhuan: "..."

Good guy, scared him to death.