Raiding the Sick Beauty Shizun [Transmigration Book]

Suo Ye, the distant Baishi Mountain.

Geng Sanghua was dripping with sweat, like an evil ghost crawling out of hell, his peach blossom eyes were red, and he couldn't utter a complete sentence.

Everyone in Baishishan regards him as a ruthless and ruthless master.No one knows that every new night, he is just a living ghost.There is still hot air in the breath, but none of the limbs are complete.He yearns for Yuan Xu, just like he yearns for the only salvation in his life.

Do not……

He couldn't keep Yuan Xu.

Geng Sang crawled on the ground on all fours, panting heavily.He is hopeless in this life, he can no longer harm Yuan Xu.

Yuan Xu is not only his inner disciple of Baishi Mountain, but also the senior brother of all the inner disciples, he is also the only person he admired in Geng Sang Hua... for more than 1000 years.

"Yuan Xu... No, it's not Yuan Xu. It's Master!"

pat, pat.

Blood trickled down the dilapidated body into a meandering river.In a pool of blood, Geng Sanghua struggled to crawl to the bottom of the cliff of the secret cave, stroking the portrait of Taoist Yan with trembling fingers, and shed two lines of blood tears from the peach blossom eyes.

"Master," Geng Sanghua laughed at first, and then wept and cursed hysterically when he finished laughing. "But I fell in love with someone! Master, I'm sorry for you, I... can't cultivate this ruthless way."

The voices of people in the secret cave are silent.

When he couldn't open his eyes and couldn't move, Geng Sanghua sat with his paralyzed and mutilated body leaning against the cliff carving, panting loudly.The ends of the eyes were slightly wet, and the red tears dripped down, wet the porcelain white cheeks.

That person was more than just his disciple.

He will not look down on his disciples.

The only one he fell in love with was the man named Yuan Xu.Yuan Xu, two years old, when he was driven down the mountain, he knelt down in the dust in embarrassment, with his left knee on the ground, his right hand resting on his heart, wishing him a hundred years of well-being.

It's a pity that the person named Yuan Xu didn't know that he left Yuan Xu's ice root, so he could only crawl like a dog on this difficult night.Without dignity, without any decency, he, Geng Sang, was nothing but a dog in this damn night.

Yuan Xu... Yuan Xu!

Geng Sanghua finally closed his eyes with a painful expression, his long eyebrows kept twitching lightly, his arms fell off from his joints, and his whole body was turned into a bloody mess when the strange bone demon energy struck.

**

Shuoye, at the junction of Dongshengshenzhou and Nanzhanbuzhou.

Yuan Xu is still struggling with his inner demons.He covered his ears, trying not to listen to the overwhelming whispers.

"Immortal Emperor Yunlan..."

"You were born to be a fairy, why do you look like this now?"

"Immortal Emperor..."

"Immortal Emperor..."

Yuan Xu closed his eyes in pain and roared hoarsely. "No! I'm not some Immortal Emperor Yunlan. From the beginning to the end, I'm just the head disciple of Baishi Mountain Sect, that's all."

Those whispers refused to let him go.One after another, talking to myself.

"You can't believe it."

"You can't believe it."

"Yes, because you dare not let your good master know."

Amidst the whispers and whispers, suddenly there was a shrill voice laughing.

"Do you know that your good master... also has something to hide from you."

Yuan Xu suddenly opened a pair of blood-red eyes, arched his back, and after a few breaths, his limbs fell to the ground, like a wild animal being hunted in a circle.

Heh, heh.

Yuan Xu's expression was like crying or laughing, his limbs frantically scratched the beach, raised his head, looked at the heavy sky that seemed to never light up again, and roared angrily. "You guys know shit!"

Master Geng Sanghua also scolded him, calling him a fart.

Yuan Xu's head cleared for a moment, the corners of his lips were twisted into a strange angle, and blood dripped from his eyes. "You guys... know what a fart!"

The whispers fell silent.

On the coast, the waves are violent and the wind is strong. It seems that he can't wait to get involved in the deepest secret of Yuan Xu's heart.

"Yuan Xu..."

"Yun Lan..."

"Immortal Emperor..."

Three voices sounded at the same time, calling out his different names and identities respectively.

Yuan Xu covered his ears and pressed his back against the rough black rock, his skin was burning hot.Probably worn out, but he didn't have time for that right now.

"I have the ability..." Yuan Xu groped with difficulty for the Cloud Piercing Sword that Geng Sang Hua had given him, leaned on the sword, and, step by step, got up like a man, panting heavily.He hooked his lips and tried to smile. "You guys, if you have the ability, come at me!"

In the black sky and black sea, the golden core in Yuan Xu's body was scorching hot.The lower dantian had already been completely lost, and a large piece of sparks burned along the lower abdomen to the throat, and he couldn't breathe due to the oppression.

A few years ago, or maybe half a year ago, Yuan Xu once heard his master Geng Sanghua say that when entering the Nascent Soul from the late stage of Jindan, most Taoist cultivators will encounter demons.The moment the magic arrives, the whole world will be darkened.

At that time, Yuan Xu couldn't understand.

Now, he understands.

His breathing was stuck in his throat, and his heart was beating extremely heavy, as if he couldn't even support the minimum supply that his current physical body needed.

He is afraid that he is about to conceive a baby.

The darkness gradually turned into fog, and every voice in the fog was laughing wantonly.

"Unexpectedly, Master Xiao Xiang, why are you so shameless, Immortal Emperor?"

"It's a pity that you are still ruthless."

"Emperor Yunlan, I'm afraid he has become like me, bewitched? Hahahahaha..."

Yuan Xu closed his eyes and gasped for breath, he had no time to pay attention to these magic voices.

Now, I don't know what time it is.

In the dark, Yuan Xu thought, if there is no one around him who can protect him when he is born, how far can he go?Apart from Geng Sang's paintings, he is the one with the highest cultivation level on Baishi Mountain.No one told him how dangerous it would be to enter the Nascent Soul from the late Jindan stage, and now he has no choice but to resist.

In case you can't resist...

Yuan Xu opened his eyes, looking at the upside-down world in front of him sweatyly, a bitter smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

If they can't resist, he and that person will never see each other again.

But this is his own way.He forcibly broke into this fairy world and became the head disciple of that person. For that person... even if he fought to the point of exhaustion, he, Yuan Xu, would never allow himself to be defeated.

With a clang, the Cloud Piercer pierced into the depths of the Black Sea recklessly.

Yuan Xu exhausted his last spiritual breath, stepped on the flying sword, and with red blood dripping from his eyes, he gritted his teeth and grinned ferociously. "It's just death! Since you are my heart demon, why not return home!"

The whispers suddenly became flustered.

"No, Emperor Yunlan, you can't do this..."

"We were you..."

"You are us."

Yuan Xu walked through the blizzard and black sky, dressed fiercely in white, his eyes were bloodshot, but he finally raised his head and laughed wantonly. "Hahahaha, fart! Today... I, Yuan Xu, will bury this black sea!"

**

Sakuya.

In that distant Baishi Mountain, which Yuan Xu could never forget until his death, the mountain body suddenly seemed to come alive, the ground trembled, the volcano buried for thousands of years all spit out their tongues, and the fire sparked red clouds for a long time.Blizzards and hailstorms flew from the dense forest of Yinxue Peak, and the ice and snow came together with the mountain fires.

A group of inner disciples rushed out of the clean house in panic.He raised his head, and heard the distant and indistinct roar of spirit beasts from within the clouds. At first, it was like a sea wave, and then the sound was so clear that it was deafening.

Crackling, thunder and lightning flashed over Baishi Mountain.

Blizzard, dark day.

It was very much like the hopeless first day of October thousands of years ago in Linlang's legend.