Is it an illusion to always be loved by NPCs? [Quick Transmigration]

The torrential rain poured down outside the window, the sound of thunder was heard in the thick black rolling clouds in the distance, and the cold wind blowing from outside the house was full of moisture.

Cheng Zhan buried his head behind Jiang Mi's back and did not move for a long time.

Cheng Zhan only raised his head when lightning strikes in the distance and illuminated the ruined room again.

The pale light reflected Cheng Zhan's indifferent eyebrows and the corners of his slightly pursed lips. The flush at the end of his eyes had faded away, and he leaned quietly behind Jiang Mi's shadow.

Jiang Mi didn't notice his expression all the time, because he seemed to notice something strange in this extremely calm and stormy night.

not right...

Jiang Mi looked out of the window, not far away were the undulating mountains with dense and towering trees, standing there quietly, except that the top of the tree was blown left and right by the wind from time to time, which was very common scene.

Jiang Mi couldn't tell what was wrong.

Cheng Zhan looked at the wide open crack in the shattered wall, and endless dark colors could be seen through the crack, as if something was about to come out of it.

"Give me the iron ball that contains the bedbug, please."

Cheng Chan looked at Jiang Midao with a smile in his eyes, and didn't feel that there was anything wrong with what he said.

Fu Huaihan was already equivalent to a bug in his heart.

The iron ball is also a kind of magic weapon, but Cheng Zhan doesn't know its name.

When Jiang Mi heard Cheng Zhan say this suddenly, he didn't think too much, just took out the things from the satchel and handed them to Cheng Zhan.

Cheng Zhan twisted the corner of the iron ball with his fingertips, glanced at it coldly, and then put it away.

"Thank you."

When looking at Jiang Mi again, Cheng Zhan was normal again, and then said, "I'll see you off first."

It was at this time that Jiang Mi realized what was wrong.

He could already feel something coming quickly from all directions of the house, it was ghost aura, faint ghost aura, ghost aura bursting out from every corner crazily.

Hearing the news, he rushed over like a hungry hyena smelling flesh and blood, and couldn't wait to prepare a full meal.

Fu Huaihan had always claimed to be a king before, leaving his mark on the wild ghosts, half controlling and half intimidating, and using those wild ghosts to do things for him.

For decades, these imprinted wild ghosts have accumulated an unknown amount.

They naturally also have the instinct to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, so they will always stay under Fu Huaihan's hands peacefully.

Now that Fu Huaihan was seriously injured, it was difficult to maintain the ghost body, and the ghost energy was greatly weakened, and the imprints left on the wild ghosts naturally disappeared.

And this is tantamount to sending a signal to all the wild ghosts that Fu Huaihan is dead and can no longer control them.

At this time, Fu Huaihan's weak ghost body is like a piece of delicious cake that can be taken away with one's hand. If one eats it, one can become a second Fu Huaihan, and the ghostly aura is greatly increased. Who would not want to attack this piece of cake.

That's why those wild ghosts came so quickly.

Jiang Mi also couldn't let Fu Huaihan be swallowed. Fu Huaihan's ghost aura was very strong. No one knew what would happen to the ghost who swallowed him. It might be the beginning of another disaster.

Thinking of this, Jiang Mi frowned.

This situation is not so easy to settle. He was just about to lower his head and take out the magic weapon in his satchel when Cheng Zhan held his hand.

"I will send you back."

Jiang Mi's heart tightened, and he subconsciously asked, "What about you?"

Cheng Zhan raised his eyes, and smiled faintly at the corner of his mouth, black air lingered all over his body, as if he didn't care, "Leave it to deal with some miscellaneous things."

"You alone don't..."

Before Jiang Mi finished speaking, he was interrupted quietly by Cheng Zhan, "It's okay, I'm fine, in fact, you can trust me a little more."

Hearing this, Jiang Mi was stunned. He really still doesn't know Cheng Zhan's true strength. To be honest, from the ghost aura surging in all directions, it can be seen that these guys are extremely difficult to deal with.

Fighting alone or one-on-many, Jiang Mi is not at a disadvantage, but this is not the case at this time.

All the wild ghosts who coveted Fu Huaihan's ghost body would use all means to snatch it up. It was hard for Jiang Mi to imagine what kind of scene it would be.

And now that the iron ball sealing Fu Huaihan's ghost body is in their hands, they have become live targets.

Jiang Mi doesn't know if he can fight side by side with Cheng Zhan if he stays here, or if he will drag Cheng Zhan back.

"Let's go."

Cheng Zhan looked at Jiang Mi again, and said in a calm tone without urging, "Time is running out."

Jiang Mi frowned, suppressed the fluctuating emotions in his heart, and paused: "Okay..."

Cheng Zhan went downstairs with Jiang Mi, then pulled out a black umbrella from the ghostly aura beside him, and held it open for Jiang Mi in front of the door.

Raindrops splashed on the surface of the black umbrella, and Jiang Mi held the handle of the umbrella and looked down at Cheng Zhan in front of him.

Cheng Zhan raised his hand to gently wipe off the dirt on Jiang Mi's collar, his posture was as gentle as usual, with a smile on his eyes, as if he was standing at home at this time, not in the wilderness, About to face a group of crazy and fierce wild ghosts.

"Go back to bed early, and you can see me when you wake up."

This kind of talk like coaxing a child makes Jiang Mi feel a little helpless, but...

"come back earlier."

Jiang Mi looked at Cheng Zhan in front of him with his gray-black left eye, and said quietly.

There was a dark glow in Cheng Chan's eyes, and a small smile spread in his eyes, "Okay."

Jiang Mi pressed down the edge of the umbrella, turned and left.

The water splashed high from his feet wet the edge of his trousers, leaving a dark stain.

Not far away is a wide country road, and behind the road is a deep dense forest.

Immediately afterwards, something stirred in the depths of the dense forest.

Suddenly, a huge worm-like wild ghost covered in black gas came out, crawled on all fours and advanced rapidly, breaking through the heavy rain curtain, with insect mouthparts full of sharp teeth at the tip, coming towards the house. Hissing continuously, and facing Jiang Mi.

Wild ghosts who rely on devouring ghost bodies to enhance their ghost energy will change into various weird and terrifying postures beyond their own control.

It seems that the inner ugliness has been infinitely magnified, and it is almost the same example as Fu Huaihan, only the way is different.

Jiang Mi's eyebrows and eyes were cold, and he had already stood still, holding the magic weapon in his hand.

But at this time, there was a sound of breaking wind behind him, and a black air split vertically from the side, creating a deep gully on the ground.

In an instant, the worm-like wild ghost in the distance was swept by the black air, and a piece of the forest behind it was cut off. Its limbs struggled, and it was divided into two horizontally from the middle. The ghost body The corpse twitched in place, blood spattering everywhere.

Jiang Mi paused, knowing that it was Cheng Zhan's handwriting, and subconsciously turned his head.

But a hoarse and weird voice quickly came from behind the rain curtain, like broken old branches and leaves, with a faint hint of a fragile prayer, "...Don't look back, keep going..."

Cheng Zhan's trembling pale fingertips covered his gradually distorted ugly face, and the look of ease disappeared, and a strong ghostly aura emerged from his body uncontrollably, and the ghost's body began to undergo drastic changes.

Li Gui would turn into a real monster when killing wildly, he didn't want Jiang Mi to see him like this.

As soon as the words fell, Jiang Mi continued to walk away without looking back, not even looking back from the corner of the eye.

His pace is still unhurried.

Jiang Mi understands that he will only be noticed when he flees in panic, and those wild ghosts have only one target, and that is Cheng Zhan behind him.

Just as Jiang Mi thought.

A large number of wild ghosts appeared from the left, right, rear, and even above, but no one rushed towards Jiang Mi.

Their purpose couldn't be clearer, they all want to snatch Fu Huaihan's ghost body from Cheng Zhan, even if they can't, devouring Cheng Zhan is also a good choice.

The sound of blood and flesh being torn and the strange screams of various wild ghosts came from behind.

Jiang Mi could even feel the dead bodies with ghost bodies falling heavily behind him, and the pungent bloody smell rushed towards his face.

The black energy of all kinds of wild ghosts mixed together at this time, covering this place, it was a darkness that covered the sky and the sun, and the end could not be seen at a glance.

Jiang Mi seemed to be walking through a thick black fog.

He took a deep breath, and the knuckles of his right hand holding the umbrella handle turned white and tensed.

Jiang Mi wanted to turn around at almost every step, the zipper of the satchel was not closed anymore, there was a magic weapon inside, and he could take it out with his hand.

But he still remembered what Cheng Zhan said.

Can you trust him a little more?

Jiang Mi didn't know the best solution to this matter, and he didn't know whether he had chosen the right one.

Jiang Mi left step by step in this way. During the process, there were endless strange screams behind him, and even many wild ghosts continued to emerge, rushing forward like waves.

They were scrambling to snatch Fu Huaihan's ghost body from being devoured by other ghosts, so they all came so quickly.

From the beginning to the end, Jiang Mi did not look back.

Cheng Zhan stepped on the mountain of corpses and watched Jiang Mi's back disappear into the depths of the darkness, then casually pinched the wild ghost that climbed to his feet, dripping blood slowly dripped down the pale fingertips, killing Instinct blurred his consciousness, and the ghost body had already changed beyond human form. There was a distorted smile on his face, but he showed no fear.

All kinds of monsters surrounded him like hell.

But who is hell, no one knows.

-

When Jiang Mi returned home, his clothes were already half soaked. He took the sleepy Jiang Man from the place where he had placed him and put him in the bedroom on the second floor.

Jiang Mi changed his wet clothes, took a shower and dried his hair.

Waiting for Cheng Zhan to come back with a normal look.

After that, Jiang Mi lay down on the bed, closed her eyes half-forced, and slowly fell asleep.

Until he was asleep, Jiang Mi seemed to hear someone calling his name from a distance. He woke up suddenly and sat up, as if he had been waiting for something, but when he opened his eyes, he could only see the endless darkness and the continuous sound outside the window. rain curtain.

Jiang Mi wiped his face with his hand, resting his fingertips on the brow bone, hiding his complex and confused expression.

In his dream, he saw Cheng Zhan wearing a blue and white striped short-sleeved school uniform, with a clean and warm smile. The memory seemed to be right in front of his eyes. When he remembered it again, only Cheng Zhan was left wiping his collar in the rain. Dirty gray movements... and boundless blood.

The reality and the past are mixed together, and the chaos is inextricably pulled, and Jiang Mi doesn't know where he is for a while.

He only murmured in a low voice, "Cheng Zhan..."