[Quick Transmigration] Textbook Edition Counterattack Manual

Huai'an's life experience is very clear.

He was adopted and brought up by an old couple since he was a child, and he lived in a poor environment since he was a child. Later, he was able to enter the Fushi Palace and became his disciple through his best efforts.

He still remembered that in order to worship the young boy under his name, he put all his blood on his body to win the victory. At the moment when the referee announced the final announcement, he showed a sincere and yearning smile.

At that time, Huaian was young and beautiful.

Fusheng lowered his eyes, unconsciously clenched the fingertips of his left hand tightly, and the strong nails unconsciously clasped the flesh of his palm, with a slight pain, clearing away the flash of desire in his mind.

He just... wants to know about Huai'an.

That's it.

Huai'an watched quietly, holding onto the tree trunk, peeping openly through the wide branches and leaves, and asked the system while watching: "Check the data carefully, are you sure there is nothing abnormal about my body?"

The system was wronged, it really didn't notice any abnormalities, in order to prove its innocence, it looked through the information again, and then spread its hands very innocently.

"My lord, what I said is true. Moreover, these materials are all based on the events of the heroine and Immortal Fusheng. Even if there is an abnormality in the blood in your body, don't you know it yourself?"

After finishing speaking, the system regretted it, Nima, this is simply questioning Lord Mozun's ability! ?

The trembling system held its head and waited for Lord Mozun's anger, but it didn't wait for the other party's scolding, but instead waited for a rather gentle question.

"When will Ling Bo appear?"

Ahhh, Lord Mozun is so kind!He is not angry! The QAQ system was extremely excited and sent a good person card to Lord Mozun.

Huai'an, who was caught off guard by being issued a good person card, didn't know the gratitude in the system's heart at all. He stroked the rough tree trunk thoughtfully, squinted his eyes and heard the system's answer within half an hour, and then the corners of his lips twitched slightly. hook.

With enough time, he can still watch more plays.

Most importantly, he also wanted to hear what kind of identity this woman would arrange for him, and what Fu Sheng would say after hearing about his "identity".

After all...it is related to the life experience of one's "direct disciple", isn't it?

It is impossible for Fu Sheng to doubt Huai'an, after all, Huai'an used to be obedient and well-behaved, no matter how unpredictable Huai'an is now, the image of Huai'an has long been deeply ingrained in his heart and is not easy to erase.

Even if Huai'an did something extraordinary in the future, not only would Fu Sheng not blame Huai'an, he would even feel sorry for him.

All guilt rests with him.

Fu Sheng's eyes were deep, and under the cover of cold eyes, the emotions in his heart began to be mobilized early.

He was getting impatient.

But Jing Li acted as if she hadn't noticed, and spoke to herself, with a soft and weak tone: "I also happened to hear about this, and it is rumored that the young master of the Demon Realm and the Demon Sect lost his own in Meihualing 16 years ago. Yao'er, it just so happens that your disciple was born in that Meihua Ridge, he is also 16 years old this year, has an outstanding appearance, and is completely different from all the villagers living in Meihua Ridge, so... he should be the fourth son of the young master of the Demon Sect. "

Fu Sheng's eyes were as cold as a knife, and he said indifferently: "It's just a rumor, but you actually take it seriously?"

Immortal Jingli said again: "Of course I won't believe it, but I opened my fortune chart, calculated the divination, vaguely calculated his origin, and pointed to the west, and the west is not where Meihualing is, but farther away. A little bit of the Demon Realm and the Demon Gate."

"Fusheng, that disciple of yours is indeed the young master of the Demon Sect, Yao'er, and he is also the one everyone in my cultivation world calls to kill!"

Fu Sheng looked indifferently at the agitated Jingli Xianjun.

She thought what she said was sincere, but in Fu Sheng's eyes, everything about her was false.

His disciple, obedient and well-behaved, how could he be a member of the Demon Realm?

He didn't want to listen anymore, he turned around and flicked his sleeves and was about to leave, the white robe was rustling in the night wind, but he didn't expect that in the next moment, Jing Li would stretch out his white and delicate fingertips and gently grab his sleeve robe.

Fu Sheng glanced sideways: "Let go."

Immortal Jingli's brows and eyes were slightly dissatisfied: "Fusheng, why don't you believe me?"

"Everything I said is true, why don't you believe me!?" Jingli's eyes were round and full of blood, there was a faint black mist between her brows, and the cold wind blew through her long blue hair, fluffing Lift up the skirt at her feet.

Huai'an was quite surprised when he saw it, and then wiped his lips, covering his rising smile with his fingertips.

It turned out to be the case.

Now Huai'an doesn't know if this body is from the Demon Sect, but he knows that the Immortal Jingli in front of him is a person who is about to become a demon.

Obsessed with love, the thousand-year-old cultivation base is completely destroyed, and once she falls, it is all because of asking for it.

Compared with the floating heart demon, a monk like Jingli is more dreadful.

When Huai'an was thinking about when to appear in front of those two, Immortal Jingli wanted to throw himself into Fusheng's arms when Fusheng wasn't paying attention, but Fusheng subconsciously moved his feet to avoid her movements, and his eyes gradually faded away. cold.

"Jingli Immortal Monarch, you are a Nascent Soul cultivator, not an extraordinary person!"

Cultivators should not have the desire for love like ordinary people!

Jingli didn't care about it, and tilted her head to look with a chuckle: "Yes... I am a monk, but I would rather be a mortal with you and stay together forever."

"Brother Sheng, do you still remember the Canglan Secret Realm we entered together?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Fusheng's surroundings were immediately covered with a layer of snow-white frost mist, which was bitingly cold.

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Update for you guys~ A group of annoying goblins╭(╯^╰)╮

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