[Quick Transmigration] Textbook Edition Counterattack Manual

Huai'an saluted quietly, then took a few steps back, ready to leave.

When he turned around to leave, he suddenly felt a slight chill in his body, as if he had been seen through by something, accompanied by a biting cold wind.

A pure white figure suddenly blocked his way.

Huai'an was slightly taken aback, and looked up at Bai Luochen in a daze: "Master, Master..."

Bai Luochen's face was extremely cold, he grabbed the boy's wrist with both hands, his fingertips were slightly cold, accompanied by the other's warm body temperature coming through his wrist.

Huai'an's heart suddenly trembled.

He heard Bai Luochen asking: "Who is it!?"

The young man was at a loss for a while, then realized that he was asking about his tendons and hamstrings, and subconsciously pursed his lips.

It's been so long, Bai Luochen asked now, what's the use?

Huai'an lowered his eyelids, unwilling to look at the frosty and snowy eyes of the man, and said in a low voice: "Master, please put down the disciple, the disciple still needs to go back to fetch water."

"Carrying water?"

Bai Luochen repeatedly rolled these two characters on the tip of his tongue, and after tasting all the tastes, he suddenly burst out with overwhelming anger: "I ask you, who is it!?"

"Who broke your tendons?!"

"Who asked you to do those rough jobs!?"

The boy he holds in the palm of his hand.

In just four short years, his bones were damaged, the tendons in his hands and feet were broken, his whole body was so thin that he had no flesh, and he had to do those rough jobs in the end! ?

Where did Qiong Shu die? ?

Bai Luochen was so angry that his fingertips trembled slightly, he held the boy's wrist tightly, and said seriously, "Tell me, who is it!?"

Huaian, however, seemed to have been acupointed. He looked straight into the depths of the man's pupils, and saw the anger and murderous intent hidden in his underwear. It was not directed at himself, but at those who had hurt him. people.

For a moment, the boy's nose was a little sour, and he wanted to cry.

But he held back, thinking of the words he had heard, he showed a smile that was not a smile.

He asked Bai Luochen: "What does Master want to do?"

"Kill that person? Or... shelter that person?"

Bai Luochen was slightly taken aback: "You..."

He suddenly discovered that the young man had changed so much. Those eyes were full of indifference and sarcasm.

The man opened his mouth, not knowing how to answer for a while.

Huaian lowered his eyes in disappointment, broke free from the man's shackles, bowed and sighed: "Master, you really shouldn't have saved me back then."

Instead of rotting like rotten grass roots in this glorious and splendid world, he would rather return to that famine world, drifting and helpless like duckweed.

Only those who have never been in contact with the big world will accept their fate.

And he won't.

It is precisely because he does not accept his fate that he resents him.

I hate him for not being able to teach me fairy arts, I hate why he is always absent when I need help, and I hate his indifference even more, I let him be called a master, but I don't want to go to the cloud for him, calling him a bad name His words didn't go well, and he was bullied countless times.

The young man closed his eyes to hide the dark light in his eyes, with a sarcasm smile in the corner of his mouth, and slowly receded.

Bai Luochen stared at the young man walking away without a word.

He didn't understand why Huai'an had changed so much in just four years.

With such doubts in mind, the man disappeared and followed silently.

Huai'an first went back to the bedroom where he usually rested, and then sorted out some miscellaneous clothes and put them in the package. Then he took the package and went to Qiongshu's bedroom where he practiced. He stood in front of the door, unlike before. , but with a distant attitude, whispered: "Uncle Qiongshu, I'm leaving."

Bai Luochen felt uneasy.

Qiong Shu quickly opened the door, he frowned first, then reached out to touch the boy's face.

Huai'an dodged it cleverly, took a step back, lowered his head and said, "Uncle Qiongshu..."

"They hit you again?"

Qiong Shu asked cautiously and distressedly: "Huai'an, why don't you come back and live?"

The boy shook his head firmly: "No."

"I'm not a disciple recognized by Baichen Shangxian. Although I call him Master, I don't have a jade certificate, so I can't live here."

"Also...uncle Qiongshu, don't look for me again in the future."

Qiong Shu was shocked: "Why?"

The man hiding in the dark pursed his lips and subconsciously clenched his fists.

"It's not suitable for etiquette."

Huaian retreated again.

Qiong Shu took a step forward: "What's wrong with etiquette!? I couldn't save you when the sect leader took you away forcibly, but now, you have passed the limelight, and the matter of the demon cultivator has nothing to do with you at all. It doesn't matter, you can come back! As long as you come back, after you come back, Uncle Qiongshu will never look for you again, okay?"

"Heh." The young man raised his eyes and said coldly, "If I come back, can you teach me how to practice?"

The man in Tsing Yi was slightly taken aback.

It was bright tomorrow, and the warm sunlight fell on the ground, like a spring breeze, but after the young man said those words, Qiong Shu fell into the cold mountains with overlapping peaks, bitingly cold .

Lin Linmu "Impossible, Uncle Qiongshu." Huai'an said indifferently, "You can't teach, the master can't teach, the master doesn't allow it, and I can't rely on anyone in the entire Baiyun Palace."

"So what's the use of me coming back?"

He asked: "If the head of the sect wants my life one day, and even the master can't stop him, then what can I do when I come back? It's nothing more than being slaughtered by others, as cheap as a grass root."

Qiong Shu was heartbroken: "I know you blame me...but I..." I also have unspeakable difficulties...

He closed his eyes, his eyelashes fluttered, thick and long like butterfly wings, the moment he lowered his eyelids, he concealed the helplessness in his eyes, and finally chose to remain silent.

"At least..." The boy took another step back and smiled sadly: "I can still keep fit at the foot of the mountain, can't I? Uncle Qiongshu."

He is mocking.

Qiong Shu pursed her lips, suddenly she couldn't remember the boy who used to smile every day.

That innocent and lovely boy seemed to be buried under the ravages of time, and gradually disappeared, leaving only the stubborn and resentful boy now.

But unfortunately—he couldn't do anything about it.

Qiong Shu shook her lips, finally sighed, and reluctantly gave up her persuasion: "Forget it, it's up to you."

Huai'an sneered, saluted, and left the Palace of Wuqing quietly.

Seeing the boy leave, the goblins trembled a little: "Uncle Qiongshu, An'an is so scary..."

"How did An An become like this..."

"I feel sorry for An'an, why aren't those bad guys dead yet!"

"That's right! And you idiot! Don't say that An'an is terrible!"

"Oh, oh... I was wrong. In fact, I also feel sorry for An An, but An An..."

"Hey……"

"Hey……"

The flowers and plants looked at the back of the boy leaving, feeling distressed.

Bai Luochen also felt distressed.

But he wanted to know more about Huai'an, so he chose to remain invisible.

He went down the mountain with the boy.

Over the years, although Huai'an has practiced some mortal martial arts to strengthen his body, he has been injured many times since the cold poison invaded his body.

Especially after the tendons in his hands and hamstrings were severed, Huai'an sometimes suffered from pain in his feet when he walked, and his hands trembled when he ate, so he didn't walk fast.

He walked halfway, and when he was tired, he stopped to rub his ankles, and when he was rested, he got up and went on his way.

The boy had tried his best to drive down the mountain at sunset, but he still couldn't make it for dinner, and he was blocked by someone, laughing and mocking him.

"Hey, our great disciple of the Palace of Ruthlessness is back!"

"I heard that Baichen Shangxian has left the seclusion, did you file a complaint when you went back? I guess you definitely didn't, after all... I'm sorry you don't have the guts!"

"Come on, don't block his way. Now that Baichen Shangxian has left the customs, he might be so smug. Be careful that you will be retaliated against!"

"Stop kidding, just him? A piece of trash with a broken limb?"

The distorted face surrounded him like a demon, the young man pursed his lips, quietly stood aside with his head down, letting them tease him.

One of the men directly reached out to pinch his face, and said with a smile: "Tsk tsk, look at his doormat, he is really beautiful, no wonder Bai Chen Shangxian chose you as his apprentice, I am afraid it is because of your face Bar?"

Huai'an subconsciously broke free, and the next second, another person reached out and grabbed his hair: "Are you still hiding!? Do you really think that you will be liberated when Bai Chen Shangxian exits?! Let me tell you, it's impossible of!"

"That's right, let's not talk about whether Bai Chen Shangxian really values ​​you, even if he values ​​you and really regards you as his apprentice, so what? We have the backing of the master behind us. Do you know who the master is? That is Bai Chen. Chen Shangxian's senior brother!"

"That's right! Even if you sue, Baichen Shangxian wouldn't dare to do anything to us!"

"Look at his face, tsk tsk, he still dares to stare at us, you dare to stare at us!?"

The scalp was pulled, and the combed hairpins were quickly scattered. Several men surrounded him. Seeing that they raised their fists and were about to hit him, he subconsciously closed his eyes and curled up to protect his head.

But he waited for a long time, but before he could get the fists of those people, the one holding the scalp let go of his hand.

Huai'an carefully opened half of his eyes, and when he looked up, he saw a familiar man in white standing in front of him.

Although the young man could only see his back, he was keenly aware of the anger erupting from the man, like layers of frost, but in an instant it turned into frost and snow, and black clouds rolled in. Large swaths of frost, snow, thunder and lightning fell.

Bai Luochen exploded with anger.

He never thought that Huai'an had been bullied like this in the past four years! ?

This kind of anger almost crushed his reason, and he used the ice-melting sword, pointed the tip of the sword at the young servant, his eyes were as cold as a poisonous snake, staring at the prey.

"You touched him with your left hand just now."

A sword light brushed past, and the servant let out a painful scream instantly.

Drops of blood fell to the ground, forming dark red plum spots, and the ground was already covered by a layer of white snow. The howling servant held his severed hand, and the blood sprayed thinly on his body, the ground, and his face.

He didn't even have time to pick up his broken palm, so he could only back away in fear, screaming in fear: "Shangxian Baichen, you can't kill me! You can't kill me!"

cannot?

A dark red light flashed in the man's eyes——

"My lord, why can't I?"

The author has something to say

Today, how about we have a double watch? ? ?

Bai Luochen (so angry that he exploded): (╰_╯)#Looking for death!This deity can't kill senior brother, but can always say kill you lowly slaves!

Huai'an (successful and puzzled): Tsk, you will protect me as expected.Why?Could it be... you like me?

Bai Luochen: ...People are tough...