Every world is crumbling [Quick Transmigration]

Erosion of the meridians and spiritual energy, and this kind of corrosion is still permanent and irreversible, once it spreads to the whole body, it will undoubtedly die.

Thinking of the word death, the blood in Xiao Jue's eyes welled up, and his hands moved a little faster.

After regaining his composure, Chu Jingran noticed the other party's hand untying his belt. Although he knew that the other party wanted to apply medicine to him, he still subconsciously rejected it.

"No need!"

Before he finished his words, he wanted to get out of the bed when he was about to put on his clothes, but his wrist was restrained by a big and generous palm.

In this half-kneeling posture, Xiao Jue slowly raised his head, and a pair of blood-filled eyes that were full of aggression and seemed strange bloomed in Chu Jingran's cold eyes.

Five years later, when Chu Jingran saw this face again, Chu Jingran couldn't help but fluctuate for a moment. Although the eyes in front of him were no longer as clear as before, they still remained in his countless memories.

Stiff for half a second, he restrained his eyes and silently pulled his wrist away from the opponent's palm, but this movement was unsuccessful.

The moment his eyelashes were raised slightly, Chu Jingran felt a gust of wind whizzing past his ears, and then he fell on the bed with his wrists completely bound aside.

Before he could utter his awe-inspiring words, the man had already bent down, with a dull and self-blaming murmur in his ears, accompanied by the heat of his breath, like autumn water complaining.

"Master, I know I was wrong..."

When the six characters fell, Chu Jingran's breath was completely disordered, and at the same time, all resistance movements stopped.

Devil's bedroom

"...I only vaguely remember that day after my cultivation base was exhausted and I fell into a coma, a remnant soul from the demon world sneaked in, sneaked into my consciousness and robbed me of the control of this body. Although I resisted desperately, but He... still succeeded."

After saying those words, Chu Jingran, who had already bandaged the wound on his shoulder on the couch, tightened his fingertips, and his calm eyes fluctuated for a moment.

Why is this so, Chu Jingran understands better than anyone in his heart, the spiritual consciousness without the support of cultivation, in the eyes of outsiders, is a door that opens wide to treasures.

Almost subconsciously, Chu Jingran raised his eyes, wanting to know what he had experienced, and why he suddenly came to the Demon Realm to become the king, but he didn't want to, raised his eyes just to meet the person next to him, and stared at him without blinking. In the eyes of love.

Looking at the man's eyes, Xiao Jue said: "I can feel that he is devouring all of my five senses, behavior, movement, consciousness, and even...memories."

"I don't care about everything, I don't care about this life, I don't care who Xiao Jue is, I don't care if I live, but... there is a person, every cent of him, every frown and smile, every time he stands solemnly Standing in front of me and guarding my figure, every simple movement of drawing the sword, every sideways lowering of the eyes, every sentence, can't, dare not, and can't be forgotten."

Every word is like an oath, and love is stronger than gold.

The pair of eyes in front of him showed a blood-like color, reflecting the dark ink in this luxurious palace, and the intertwined colors seemed to be dyed with cruelty and bewitching, but it happened that it was such a pair of eyes, from which Chu Jingran glimpsed something like a raging fire. The scorching and scorching feeling is even hotter than the feeling of the strange fire in the Bingyan Cave.

At this moment, Chu Jingran didn't even dare to look directly into those eyes.

Sensing the evasive gaze flickering at the bottom of the man's eyes, Xiao Jue said softly: "Master's figure is engraved in his heart and engraved in his soul. Disciple... dare not forget, never forget, and... never forget."

"By coincidence, the disciple triggered the Heavenly Demon seal in his body. In the entire sea of ​​consciousness, except for the white-clothed figure who dared not dare to forget, he lingered in dreams for five years, and wandered in the silhouette in the sea of ​​fog. I don't know."

Kneeling down solemnly, Xiao Jue lowered his eyes and said with difficulty: "I know that I have committed a crime, so I beg Master to punish me."

His eyes fell on the person kneeling in front of him, and Chu Jingran's eyes were so complicated that it was beyond words.

Sure enough, if the protagonist wants to be innocent, he will only be innocent for a while, and will never be innocent for a lifetime. This is a typical example in front of him.

In this seemingly simple overview of himself, Xiao Jue cleverly placed himself in the position of the victim, brushing away his own helplessness and the other party's guilt, not only that, but also such a generous confession I said nothing once, showing my heart, this position, tsk tsk.

Converging thousands of emotions and complexities into his eyes, Chu Jingran said: "The relationship between you and me as a teacher and student is over, in the future..."

"A teacher for a day, a teacher for a lifetime, in the minds of the disciples, you are also the disciples' eternal master, no one can replace the existence, even if you recognize me, it doesn't matter, I recognize you is enough..."

Chu Jingran: Talk about people.

Xiao Jue: My apprentice wants to continue pursuing you.

As a good disciple of 24 filial piety and the attack on the world of comprehension due to memory loss, Xiao Jue naturally responded to Chu Jingran's truce order very readily. Seeing that the disciple has "returned to normal" at this moment, it is impossible for Chu Jingran to confront others with swords and swords , sent the Jade Slips to the world of self-cultivation