[Quick Transmigration] Textbook Edition Counterattack Manual

Yup!

They actually forgot this!

The main reason is that just now Huye Jieli suddenly announced that he would marry the national teacher as his wife, which was too shocking, which caused all the IQs of these courtiers to drop.

When Huai An said this, they suddenly realized——

Who is the national teacher! ?

He is a god with great supernatural powers!How could he be coerced by His Majesty?

Thinking about it this way, these excited courtiers stabilized their emotions and responded in a low voice: "Thank you, Master Guoshi, for reminding me."

The bleeding old man also said: "I also invite the national teacher, remember what I said today—"

Trembling with anger, Huyejieli drew out most of the scimitar, and was about to throw it down to send the old man to hell when a warm hand pressed the back of his hand.

Huai'an pressed the new emperor's hand and said in a low voice, "Your Majesty, calm down."

That hand seemed to be bent, wrapping the rough back of his hand, the fingertips were slightly cold, and the cold chill seemed to be coming, sweeping across the burning flame mountain.

At this moment, Huye Jieli's anger gradually calmed down, as if it was drowned by the wind and snow.

He clenched the scimitar tightly, and all his attention was attracted by the cool hand——

The delicate touch was even more wonderful than he had imagined.

"My lords, if you don't go back first, your Majesty is here, and I will try to dissuade you."

The young man took a step forward, with a smile on his lips, watching these old men being sent away one by one.

Huye Jieli glanced at the figures of the people in the distance, and frowned slightly: "Mr. Yan, why did you let them go?"

He still wanted to kill those who blocked him.

But Huai'an stretched out his hand, brushed the new emperor's face with his fingertips, and smoothed his sideburns.

Huye Jieli was slightly stunned.

"Your Majesty, do you know what status those people were in the previous dynasty?"

That hand withdrew according to the owner's wishes, and the fleeting touch made him unconsciously nostalgic, and decisively clasped the young man's wrist.

Huye Jieli rubbed it twice, the softness under the fingertips was accompanied by jumping pulses, as if through the pulses, he could feel the blood rushing and roaring below.

Bit by bit, like a tide, it came to him.

The tall new emperor closed his eyes, as if he felt the panic when he saw him a few days ago.

At that time, Huai'an exuded a soft luster from top to bottom, like a soaring fairy, with the cuffs of his robes floating in the wind, ethereal and dusty.

He stood under the altar, looking up at the man who looked like a god. He was clearly close at hand, but he couldn't grasp the hem of his clothes no matter what.

Huai'an's every move almost affected all his thoughts.

In the dark, Huye Jieli started to walk up to the altar, feeling unprecedented fear, stretched out his hand, and grabbed the corner of the young man's clothes.

like now...

Huye Jieli held the young man's wrist, took his hand, rubbed his face on his palm, like a humble little beast, suddenly half-kneeled in front of Huai'an.

He chooses to follow his heart.

Huai'an was slightly stunned, before he had time to say anything, Huye Jieli suddenly wrapped his long arms around his waist.

Huyejieli closed his eyes, and pressed his face tightly against the young man's chest.

Under the layers of fabric, the pulsating heartbeat of the young man aroused the new emperor's thoughts again and again.

Huyejieli sighed in a low voice, "Huai'an."

"Don't reject me..."

Huai'an's fingertips froze slightly: "What did you call me?"

"Huai'an..."

The sigh-like voice was full of the forbearance of the new emperor, Huyejieli's arm was so strong that it almost squeezed the young man into his bones, and hugged him fiercely into his arms.

Huai'an suddenly turned cold, stretched out his fingertips to slightly hook the opponent's chin, and lifted his face forcefully: "Do you know who I am?"

"Huyejieli."

Huye Jieli stared at the young man's lofty eyes with burning eyes.

He saw the depth and coldness rippling in his eyes.

I saw the joy and resentment hidden in the depths.

"I know."

He said, "I know..."

Huyejieli suppressed his trembling voice forbearance, almost unable to bear the gaze of the other party, stretched out his other hand, and carefully rolled up the young man's sleeve robe.

"I was wrong, Huaian."

"I just... love you so much."

Huaian smiled softly: "Love me?"

"Master, you really surprised me..." Huai'an smiled, full of deep meaning: "Even if your love will hurt me and send me to death, do you still love like this?"

Huye Jieli closed his eyes: "Yes."

He remembered.

The rules of heaven can no longer stay on him.

His soul tells all about himself.

In the past life and this life, in such a long time, his love only brought him endless destruction and endless persecution.

Huyejieli knew he was wrong.

But he still couldn't bear it.

"Huai'an, you know, I can't lose you."

Huai'an smiled softly: "So... you need me very much?"

The devil's smile was full of malice, and his words contained murderous intentions, like invisible hands, tightly holding Huyejieli's throat.

Huyejieli felt the strong pressure. The body of this small world is just a mortal, but the body of Huai'an is a real Golden Core cultivator.

When the Jindan cultivator unleashes the coercion, even Huye Jieli can't bear it.

He even heard the cracking of his own bones, the squeeze of flesh and blood, the expansion and compression of his meridians, the pain was like overwhelming waves, submerging him bit by bit.

Huyejieli's dark eyes became more and more intense.

Huai'an took a step back, looked at the familiar shadow between his brows, and slightly twitched the corner of his lips: "Master."

"Since you need me so much, why don't you save me?"

The enchantment enveloped the two of them and the altar.

The thick black mist burst from the young man's body, and he crawled into Huyejieli's body with claws and teeth.

"I've been in that demon lock tower for a thousand years."

"The soul-locking chain was buckled in my shoulder bones, penetrated my physical body, destroyed my roots, and destroyed my dantian."

"There is also the soul-devouring nail that wanders in the meridians, a total of 49 and [-] nails. Every time I take a step, my body hurts a little bit. Accumulating little by little, it will take a whole thousand years..."

"Master, is this your love?" Huai'an bent down and hooked his chin, his brows were full of cold anger: "Put me in the demon-locking tower and endure this endless torture. Is it your love? Huh?"

"Huyejieli"'s Adam's apple moved slightly, and trembled under his resentful eyes——

"How did this happen?" He opened his eyes wide in disbelief, and stretched out his hand to touch Huai'an's face. The uncontrollable grief made him burst into tears.

He disregarded his own body, resisted the coercion, approached Huai'an, touched Huai'an's lips, his fingertips trembled slightly.

"It's impossible...it's impossible...brother said clearly that he just locked you up..." Huye Jieli's Adam's apple rolled, "he clearly said that he just locked you up..."

"That's right, lock me up and use the soul-lock chain and the soul-lock nail to wear down my strength little by little, and wear away my soul."

With a smile on Huai'an's lips, he gently brushed the corners of Huye Jieli's eyes, wiping away the crystal clear tears for him.

He saw the man's eyes widen in disbelief. In those eyes, there was distress, guilt, uneasiness, apprehension, and deep affection.

"Look," he said, "this is your love."

"Your love made me bear the pain of a thousand years."

"You have taken over my life."

"From a child, to a teenager, to a young man." Huai'an clasped his shoulders tightly, almost unable to suppress the resentment bursting out of his body, his eyes were red.

"Your love, pushes me to destruction."

"Do you think I'll really forgive you just by admitting a mistake? Let me tell you! Bai Luochen." Huai'an roared, and pushed the other party away: "You're dreaming!"

The huge force brought Huyejieli to the ground.

Accompanied by the severe pain and the severe cracking sound of the skull, Bai Luochen felt the vitality of the body dissipate. Looking up, the blue sky gradually covered layer after layer of thick dark clouds.

Heaven began to intervene.

A tear fell from the corner of Bai Luochen's eyes, filled with remorse and resentment, as if he had penetrated the clouds and kept going upwards, he saw the familiar three thousand great world, and saw the man sitting cross-legged in the palace, practicing peacefully .

His heart hurts.

Huaian's heart hurts too.

Such long-lost pain almost made him unbearable, suppressing the rushing blood in his chest, he stumbled back two steps.

The physical body could not bear the power of his soul, and the conflict between the orthodox exercises and the demonic exercises made Huai'an's physical body a battlefield for both sides to fight.

A trace of blood slid down Huai'an's lips, he looked deeply at Huye Jieli, and suddenly let out a low laugh.

He suddenly withdrew all his strength and walked slowly to the man.

"That's right." Huai'an pressed his chest: "You can't die."

Huaian smiled and said, "I haven't had enough fun yet."

"If you die, who can I ask to play this role-playing game with me?"

"You said yes? Master?"

Bai Luochen closed his eyes, feeling the gradual recovery of the shattered skull, feeling the strength return to his body, feeling the aura of the other party swimming in his body, his lips trembled slightly.

"Huai'an, I...was wrong."

His voice was hoarse, accompanied by deep fatigue and weakness: "I don't ask for your forgiveness, I just ask to be by your side, okay?"

Huaian gave a "tsk": "Even if you were asked to abandon your Baichen Shangxian's name system No. 101, abandon the entire Baiyun Palace, abandon your senior brothers and brothers, and abandon your home, would you still be willing?"

Mozun didn't believe it.

He smiled softly, and interrupted Bai Luochen: "Don't lie to me, I never believed you."

"Master, instead of saying these beautiful words here, it's better to prove yourself with practical actions—"

Huai'an closed his eyes to hide the fragility in the bottom of his eyes.

"I, Xuanyuan Huai'an, am not someone you, Bai Luochen, can come and go when you want."

Bai Luochen twitched his lips, hesitated to speak, but finally chose to keep his mouth shut and sighed softly.

"I... got it." Yu, Xi, Tuan, Team, Du, Jia.

If this is your wish, then... I would like to accompany you.

Abandon everything, life only revolves around you.

The author has something to say

Master online: I was wrong.

Huaian: Please~

Master: ...I beg you.

Huai'an: Tsk, so you, who are high above you, have today?

Master: So...can you come back?

Huai'an: No, get out.

Master: ...

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Want to know what happened to them? ? ? ?

(*^▽^*), wait for the next world.

The next world will explain everything about them.

Hmm...Let me tell you in advance that the next world is that the charming and manly young master will be attacked by X's forbearance loyal dog.