Cannon fodder, Shizun, he doesn't want to [pass through the book]

Talking about how your Xie Lianhua's true face was discovered, Jiang Huaiyu no longer looked at Xie Mian, he tried his best to suppress the discomfort, and continued to look at the memory of the original owner.

The original owner's subsequent memories are all related to Xie Mian.

Think of ways to heal Xie Mian's eyes, answer Xie Mian's questions about cultivation, teach him how to read and write, how to do things, how to play chess...

Xie Mian has an excellent memory, no matter what he teaches, he can quickly accept and learn it.

Jiang Huaiyu has never seen an existence like Xie Mian who seizes opportunities like Xie Mian, absorbs everything and climbs up.

The summer is gone and the cold is coming, time flies by.Soon it will be the Dragon Clan Elimination Competition, the Dragon Clan Elimination Competition, all age-appropriate people will participate in the Dragon Clan Competition, the dragon who loses will be eliminated, and the dragon who wins can get resources and the right to survive.

While removing the bandages on Xie Mian's eyes, the original owner asked Xie Mian, "Have you mastered the spells I taught you?"

The former bishop Xie Mian is the demon clan technique.

Xie Mian sat cross-legged on the clean ground, nodded meekly upon hearing this, "I remember."

"Impossible..." The original owner paused.

Xie Mian knew what the original owner meant, and added tacitly: "You can't kill yourself, unless you really can't win. Resurrecting from the dead is the next strategy."

The original owner nodded, "Not bad."

The snow-white bandages were unwrapped one by one, and the smell of medicine permeated the small space.After removing the last bandage, the original owner stood behind Xie Mian, "Open your eyes and see?"

Crow black eyelashes swept across the skin, Xie Mian opened his eyes, everything was blurred, only a rough outline could be seen.He turned his head to look at the original owner, he could only see that the original owner was slender and wearing a lavender skirt.

"Sister, I still can't see it, I can only see it vaguely."

The original owner gathered the bandage and said: "It seems that one more treatment is needed to completely remove the toxin, and the treatment will be done after the elimination competition is over."

Xie Mian mumbled, he stood up, and was about to go to eliminate Dabi when the original owner stopped him.

"Amian."

Xie Mian stopped in her tracks, "What's the matter?"

Jiang Huaiyu saw that the original owner took out a peace jade, the peace jade pendant was transparent, with a phoenix engraved on it, it was the peace jade that Xie Mian smashed, Jiang Huaiyu repaired, and returned to Xie Mian.

Passing the red string through the Ping'an Jade, the original owner took Xie Mian's hand and put the Ping'an Jade in Xie Mian's hand.

The hands were cold, Xie Mian understood what it was almost instantly, he frowned in confusion, "Jade pendant? For me?"

"It's for you, I engraved a blessing inside." The original owner said seriously, he raised his hand and rubbed Xie Mian's head, "Dabi is going well, let's go."

Xie Mian slowly grasped the Ping'an Jade, lowered his eyes to look at the Ping'an Jade, although he couldn't see what the Ping'an Jade looked like.

The slightly cold winter sunlight diffused into the room from the Linghua wooden window like a veil, mottled on Xie Mian's side face, and dyed his hair a little golden.

Under the sun, Xie Mian tried his best to suppress the raised corners of his mouth, his brows and eyes showed a little bit of joy.

Xie Mian's eyebrows and eyes looked like his mother's when he was a teenager. When he brought out joy, he was docile and well-behaved. No one would have guessed that he was so dark inside.

"No wonder it's so important."

Jiang Huaiyu stood on one side, seeing this, finally understood why Xie Mian valued Ping'an Yu, cast a sideways glance at Ping'an Yu, raised her hand to rub Xie Mian's head too.

But the hand went straight through Xie Mian's hair without rubbing it.

……

After Xie Mian went to the Dragon Clan Elimination Competition, the original owner started to refine the psychic liquid to heal the eyes, etc. Jiang Huaiyu wanted to go to the Dragon Clan Elimination Competition, but he couldn't do without the original owner. This is the memory of the original owner.

Sighing, Jiang Huaiyu let go of the idea of ​​watching the Dragon Clan eliminate Dabi, sat on the table, and watched the original owner refine the spiritual liquid and so on.

The original owner was very proficient in refining elixir and other techniques. When he was refining, his expression was focused and he could not make any mistakes.

Jiang Huaiyu's eyes looked up from the willow-green liquid slid between his fingers, and fell on the original owner's face.

After so many days of observation, Jiang Huaiyu was convinced that the original owner was the book runner, and his words and deeds revealed that he was a book runner.

Not only that.

Jiang Huaiyu found that many of his habits were similar to his own. Sometimes when looking at the original owner, Jiang Huaiyu seemed to see another self.

It's amazing.

Jiang Huaiyu never thought that there are people so similar to him in the world.

Jiang Huaiyu never thought that the original owner would be himself. After all, he clearly remembered that he stayed up late at night to revise the design draft, his eyes turned black, and after a while, he passed through the book. "I mean that brat Xie Mian is blind, why didn't he try to please me, it turned out that he was hiding in the house and was busy accompanying him, which made me sad for a long time."

Suddenly there was a voice in the room, the voice was full of sarcasm.

Accompanied by the sound of sarcasm, "哐——" With a sound, the door of the room was shattered, and a dragon who had already passed the age for the dragon elimination contest appeared at the door.

He has horns on his head, and a shirt woven with shark silk is tied around his waist. His upper body is naked, and his muscles are strong and wheat-colored.

Jiang Huaiyu immediately looked at him, and the original owner also stopped refining, put away the spiritual liquid, and looked at him.

Seeing him looking at him, the Dragon Clan's eyes flashed with astonishment, but he suppressed it quickly. He raised his eyebrows, folded his arms, and said slowly: "The blood is impure, and the dragon's breath is weak. It seems that you are also an old man!" The bastard is even lower than that kid Xie Mian. But why haven't I seen you?"

The original owner raised his eyes, "Say it again."

"Who are you? You dare to order because you are quite pretty..." The dragon clan snorted when he heard the words, he was about to use his blood to suppress the "bastard" of the original owner, bring him back to the temple to torture her, and let her know what is high and low, but he opened his mouth fiercely. Spit out blood.

A sword shadow pierced through his dantian from behind, smashed the dragon pill, and shattered the meridians.

The original owner put away the sword shadow, and said coolly: "But after more than [-] years of cultivation, you dare to jump in front of me."

When the original owner put away the sword shadow, the dragon clan lost its breath and fell to the ground, revealing its original shape, a lake-blue dragon.Frowning, the original owner came to the Dragon Clan and kicked the Dragon Clan.

Although the dragons often fight to the death to snatch resources, except for eliminating Dabi, they seldom fight to the death. Compared with fighting to the death, the viciousness of their bones makes them prefer to torture the loser, such as breaking all the bones of the body, cutting off the jaw.

Just as he was struggling with how to deal with the slain dragon, there was a slight sound of footsteps.

Xie Mian is back.

"Why are you back? Is something wrong?" the original owner asked, Jiang Huaiyu also wanted to ask, he and the original owner tacitly turned to look at Xie Mian.

The smell of blood was strong in the room, Xie Mian's crimson vertical pupils seemed to be covered with a thin layer of mist, his eyes fell on the lake blue dragon on the ground, and he replied: "I feel uneasy, I think something will happen, so I came back halfway."

"It's been dealt with, it's okay, you go to participate in your elimination competition."

Xie Mian didn't listen to the original owner's words, he changed the subject and asked, "Sister, is she going to deal with this cousin?"

Cousin Ying refers to the Dragon Clan who was killed by the original owner Yi Jianying.

The original master said: "I haven't thought about it yet."

"Brother Ying's blood is pure. If he dies, if he is not handled properly, he will be found here sooner or later. In Amian's opinion, it is better to throw him under the dragon burial cliff, let the hostility swallow up, and destroy the corpse. Sister thinks Woolen cloth?"

"Where is... the Dragon Burial Cliff?"

"Amian took my sister there. If you haven't been to Burial Dragon Cliff, it's easy to get lost in it." Xie Mian paused after saying this, "Hurry up and come back, it won't delay participation in the elimination competition."

"If it's easy to get lost at Burial Dragon Cliff, how can you lead the way if you can't see?"

"I can vaguely see the outline, so it won't have much impact. Even if I can't see it, Ah Mian is familiar with the road to the Dragon Burial Cliff.

"Every year, dozens of mixed-blood dragons are killed and thrown under the Dragon Burial Cliff. Amian's blood is impure and his status is low. Most of the corpses are collected by Ah Mian's dead slaves and thrown down on the Dragon Burial Cliff. .”

"All beings are equal, no one is born inferior."

When Xie Mian heard this, she smiled and said nothing.

A rotten smell surrounds the Dragon Burial Cliff, shrinking to an inch. From the foot of the cliff to the top of the cliff, the rotten smell has faded a lot.

"Just throw it down?" the original owner asked Xie Mian who was standing behind him, Xie Mian didn't speak, he just looked at the original owner.

When he looked at the original owner, there was a smile on his face. Jiang Huaiyu noticed that he was looking at the original owner's smile, and felt a little nervous.

Seeing that Xie Mian didn't answer, the original owner frowned slightly, and took out the dragon corpse from the mustard space where no living things could be stored.

"Then I lost it?"

Xie Mian was still smiling and didn't reply, the smile on his face gradually stiffened, but the arc of stiffness was too subtle to be noticed.

Jiang Huaiyu kept staring at Xie Mian.

Because of staring at it all the time, although it was hard to detect, Jiang Huaiyu still noticed it. His pupils shrank slightly, and he realized that the dragon in front of him was not Xie Mian!

"You're not Xie Mian, who are you?"

At the same time Jiang Huaiyu realized, the original owner also realized later that he put away the dragon corpse, drew out the sword intent, and put it on Xie Mian's neck.

Xie Mian's smile froze instantly at this moment, not as stiff as a living thing.

"It has been detected that there is a deviation in the preset plot of the Black Lotus, and the cause of the deviation has been found, and the command to erase the memory is executed."

The original owner and Jiang Huaiyu suddenly made an extremely cold mechanical sound, which was very similar to the system notification sound in a horror game.

The sword intent was shattered under the sound of the machine, the original owner's expression instantly turned embarrassing, a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, he realized something, once again condensed the sword intent, and slashed at "Xie Mian".

The sword intent passed through the body of "Xie Mian", creating circle after circle of blue ripples.

It didn't hurt "Xie Mian" at all.

As the sword intent passed through, more blood spilled from the corner of the original owner's mouth. He spat out blood suddenly, with a pained look on his face, and knelt down on the ground.

The hostility rising from the Dragon Burial Cliff rushed straight to the back of the original owner with a rotten smell.

Seeing this, Jiang Huaiyu felt a bit of pain for some reason, and Jiang Huaiyu stretched out his hand to pull the original owner, and pulled the original owner behind him.

however.

The moment Jiang Huaiyu met the original owner, his fingers quickly melted into the original owner like dust, and he was shocked. Jiang Huaiyu suddenly woke up from the errands and wanted to get rid of the original owner.

The original owner is like the negative pole of a magnet, firmly attracting him.

His whole body was out of control, he was sucked into the original body, and merged with the original body.

The pain of tearing from the moment he merged with the original owner spread to the whole body, densely like needles and knives.

Jiang Huaiyu's mouth was full of blood, he couldn't help trembling in pain, and groaned slightly.

Accompanied by a muffled grunt, the blood from the corner of the mouth dripped down uncontrollably, one drop after another, until it became sticky and wet the willow green sleeves.

Under the extreme pain, Jiang Huaiyu suddenly remembered that he didn't pass through when he released the fierce beast Qinghui, he had already passed through.

More than 200 years ago, because of staying up late to revise the design draft, he passed through and became the son of the Jiang family.

His purpose is to come...to...

What are you here for?

He remembered who he promised and came to the world of immortality with a purpose.

But Jiang Huaiyu suddenly couldn't remember who he had promised, and what purpose he had come to the world of cultivating immortals. He was dripping with cold sweat, and raised his eyes, looking at "Xie Mian" through the beads of sweat hanging from his eyelashes.

A strong sense of ominousness enveloped his heart, and every cell in Jiang Huaiyu was clamoring for a quick walk.He made a formula to leave this place, but found that his spiritual power had disappeared, like a mortal without the ability to cultivate immortality.

"Xie Mian" walked up to him in a few steps and kicked him off the Dragon Burial Cliff.

"Erasing memory in progress..."

The wind howled in the air, and Jiang Huaiyu fell into the Dragon Burial Cliff only after hearing such a sentence.

The bottom of the dragon burial cliff is full of rotting corpses, including the corpses of dead slaves; the corpses of so-called lowly mixed-blood dragons with impure blood; and the corpses of monsters...

After Jiang Huaiyu fell to the bottom of the cliff, everything that was full of hostility and living on the corpse gathered towards him, tearing out his soul in a short while.

After the soul was torn out, Jiang Huaiyu saw himself sitting up. "Xie Mian" also came down from the cliff, he walked in front of his body, stretched out his hand and tapped his forehead.

With a cold mechanical voice, he said word by word: "You are not a book wearer, you are afraid of snakes, you love Lin Zhan, and you have never been to Jiulong Island."

"Xie Mian" finished speaking, and walked towards Jiang Huaiyu.

Jiang Huaiyu couldn't open his eyes in pain, he could only feel "Xie Mian" standing in front of him, and then felt that his memory had been stripped out one section, another section, two sections abruptly.

it hurts……

Jiang Huaiyu's mind was full of painful words, his soul shivered and shrank into a ball, and then he was stuffed back into his body...

"Master, wake up."

"Master?"

"Wake up."

Xie Mian's voice suddenly rang in his ears.

Jiang Huaiyu was called out by Xie Mian's voice, and suddenly woke up from his memories. He raised his hand to touch it, because he was deeply immersed in the memories, his cheeks were wet with tears.

"Master, what's the matter with you?" Xie Mian bent down to look at him, the soft brows and eyes that were different from his youth were full of worry and anxiety, "Why are you crying?"

As he asked, he gently wiped Jiang Huaiyu's tears with a handkerchief.

Jiang Huaiyu put down his hands and looked at Xie Mian fixedly. Because of the severe pain, he was still a little unresponsive, and muttered to himself as a fake Xie Mian, "You hurt me..."

Xie Mian gave him a hand to wipe his tears.