[Quick Transmigration] Textbook Edition Counterattack Manual

The man's gaze was a deep dark color, the storm inside was like a violent storm, but it was also like a black abyss, bringing endless chill.

Looking into those eyes, Huai'an suddenly lost his voice and didn't know how to answer for a while.

yes……

Why can't he.

It's not like there are no same-sex couples in the cultivation world.

Nor is it a Taoist couple who are united without the love between master and apprentice.

Why couldn't Bai Luochen treat himself like this! ?

The young man stared at Bai Luochen in a daze, and unexpectedly approached Bai Luochen, looking at him with clear eyes: "Master, the elder is the father, because you are the master."

That's it.

Bai Luochen was slightly stunned, and suddenly let go of the hands that bound the young man, and hid his slightly trembling palms in his long sleeves.

He suddenly felt ill.

It's the pain of the heart being torn apart, and the pain is endless.

Because the elder is the father.

Huai An was reminding himself of his identity, in his heart, he was just...an elder.

Anyone who knows that his elders have such thoughts for him, no one will be happy, and even feel anxious——

Bai Luochen closed his eyes and pressed his lips tightly.

There seemed to be something boiling, colliding, and struggling in his chest. It was a roaring beast, ferociously trying to escape from the restraint of reason.

The man took a few steps back forbearance, fearing that he would hurt Huai'an, he took a deep look at the young man who was slowly sitting up on the bed.

Huai An evoked a faint smile, and those clear eyes were like a sharp knife, piercing straight into the man's heart.

He said: "The elder is the father, Master, you wouldn't treat me like that?"

He called Master, not Shizun.

Shizun and Master are two completely different titles with different meanings.

Master, the teacher is the respect; and the master, the teacher is the father.

At first glance, it sounded that there was no difference between the two, but in fact, in Huai'an's mouth, there was a huge difference. In an instant, the only line of defense in Bai Luochen's mind was defeated.

He holds his chest.

My heart is still beating restlessly, but there is nothing inside the wall of my heart.

Because his heart is all on Huai'an, he is hurt by every word of his, annoyed by every rejection of him, and crazy because of his simple "master".

He clenched his fists forbearance, turned and left in a panic.

uncomfortable——

This is an unbearable pain, which has nothing to do with physiology, but a pain in the heart.

In fact, Bai Luochen knew very well that Huai'an was right.

He has always simply regarded himself as an elder.

The truly despicable person is himself.

It was him who regarded the boy as his possession since he was a child, raised him in Wuqing Temple, rejected his idea of ​​cultivation, and did not allow him to leave Wuqing Mountain for half a step.

Wrong, it was always him.

Bai Luochen covered half of his face, and supported the wall weakly, his dry eyes seemed to be moistened a little, he took a deep breath, but after all, he still couldn't suppress the violent energy in his heart.

The thick blood was spit out suddenly, and it fell drop by drop on the pure white clothes, like plum blossoms blooming in the snow, dotted the entire pure white palace, shocking.

The mind was still in a mess, and the demonic energy took the opportunity to invade. Bai Luochen closed his eyes, endured the pain in his heart, took out a token from the space, and threw it into the air.

The token turned into a layer of dark enchantment, slowly dissolving into the original enchantment, and finally the token disappeared without a trace.

The man also turned into a cloud of smoke and dissipated, leaving only a dark bloodstain on the ground.

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Huai'an sat up slowly, adjusted his torn clothes, and kicked off the bedding on the bed irritably.

Why did he feel so annoyed when he saw Bai Luochen running away! ?

Obviously...he was right.

The young man pulled the torn clothes on his body, caught a glimpse of the torn red cloth strips from the corner of his eye, and simply walked off the bed, digging out a new suit from the closet with a calm expression.

Although I was upset at being forcibly taken away at the wedding, Huaian was relieved when he thought that he no longer had to pretend to be gentle with Xue Mengxue, and he felt a little grateful in his heart for no reason.

But... Thinking of what he was almost killed just now, the young man suddenly felt bad, without any gratitude at all.

He thinks he is a normal boy.

Although Bai Luochen was indeed handsome, he still felt that girls were better.

Thinking like this, Huai'an suddenly thought of something, and paused slightly when changing clothes.

While thinking about it, the young man changed his clothes into a new white one, but the white one looked a little baggy and the sleeves were very long, so one could tell that it wasn't his size, it was obviously Bai Luochen's clothes.

But now he didn't care too much, because he wanted to leave the Palace of Wuqing early.

If he stayed any longer, he was afraid that Bai Luochen would do something worse than a beast.

Thinking in this way, the young man rushed out of the courtyard and flew up. Just as he was about to leave the range of the Wuqing Mountain barrier, a black barrier suddenly appeared above his head.

Huai An slammed into it, and subconsciously blocked his face. As a result, his hands were burned, and he fell from the sky.

Hitting the ground with his head on the snow, Huai'an vomited several times and kicked the snow angrily: "You actually used a tenth-level thunder and fire defense array to prevent me from leaving, master is so capable!"

The tenth-level thunder and fire defensive array can completely resist monks below the true immortal stage.

In other words, he is now trapped on the Ruthless Mountain, unless he breaks through to the True Immortal Stage——

This was the first time Huaian felt so angry.

But no matter how angry he was, he could only accept his fate. After all, Bai Luochen was the number one immortal in the cultivation world, and his strength was unfathomable. If he wanted to harm himself, he would definitely not survive the second day.

Huai'an returned to the Wuqing Hall with great melancholy, and asked the little fairy on the side of the road: "Where did Master go?"

The goblins obediently replied: "I don't know."

"It seems that you are going to practice?"

"I didn't see Your Majesty just now..."

"Oh, let's not talk about this, An An, you are back! We miss you so much!"

"Yes, yes, Ann, we miss you so much~"

"An'an~"

"An'an Anan!"

Accompanied by his random question, these dead little goblins resolutely got out of the ground as if they had been injected with chicken blood, and spun and jumped on Huai'an, but in the blink of an eye, Huai'an was surrounded by a lot of fairy grass A plant elf formed from fairy flowers.

What surprised him the most was that one of the trees turned into the appearance of a six-year-old chubby boy, wearing a pink apron, green underpants, and a pair of braids.

"An'an, I miss you so much!"

Relying on his height and body shape, the child easily pushed away the vegetation elves around him, then hugged his thighs, and looked up: "An'an, An'an! You have been out to play for a long time, why not?" Didn't you buy us something fun?"

"Yes, yes, yes! An'an, have fun!"

"There's food to eat!"

As if honey was constantly buzzing around his ears, the young man was troubled by these goblins, so he took out some specialties and food he bought in his space and distributed them.

"Don't worry, don't worry, everyone has it."

There are a total of hundreds of goblins in the Wuqing Temple, and Huai'an has not forgotten each of them.

It was only after distributing the gifts that Huai An suddenly remembered that he didn't seem to have seen Qiong Shu, so he immediately asked, "Have you seen Uncle Qiong Shu?"

"Uncle Qiongshu is in retreat!"

"It's been a long time in retreat!"

"Yes, it seems that I heard that it will be closed for hundreds of years!"

"I miss Uncle Qiongshu..."

"I want, too……"

The little monsters looked at each other, and then stared at Huai'an with round eyes.

Huai'an helplessly coaxed them one by one, and finally sent these little monsters away.

Probably because he felt that he would not be able to leave Wuqing Palace for a while, Huai An simply returned to the room he used to live in, but when he just stepped into that room, he suddenly froze and looked at the changing furnishings in the room.

Although he would occasionally sleep with Bai Luochen when he was young, but...his own bedroom, Bai Luochen rarely stepped into it, and he was often brought into Bai Luochen's bedroom, or hugged the pillow by himself Get in.

Now it seems that there are some objects that Bai Luochen often used in his bedroom, such as teacups, desks, pens, inks, papers and inkstones on the desks, and piano instruments placed by the window not far away.

Huai'an pursed his lips, and frowned in disgust.

He is not happy that his private domain has been intruded into like this, and this person is still the big devil who covets him.

This one was not happy, so he immediately rolled up his sleeves, packed all of Bai Luochen's things, and threw them out of the window.

The goblins watched Huai'an wind and thunder throw Bai Luochen's salute, with expressions of "Get out of here and don't appear in front of me again", and they all looked at each other in dismay.

"Those things... seem to be commonly used by His Majesty..."

"It seems so... Do you think His Majesty will be angry..."

"This ummm..."

A group of goblins were at a loss, wondering if they were going to go up and help pick things up.

Several people hesitated, tugging and tugging, you pushed me and you pushed you to pick up those salutes, but this tugging didn't produce any results for several days, until Bai Luochen's breath shrouded the ruthless body again. In the hall, these goblins hissed, and each of them was as quiet as a chicken to make an ordinary flower.

Bai Luochen barely suppressed the devilish energy in his body, and after leaving the customs, he swept it with his divine sense, and soon saw that he was packed and thrown out to salute.

He stood silently beside a pile of garbage, and looked up at the bedroom where the boy lived.

The man's gaze was calm and indifferent, without wave or pattern, as if the madman out of control a few days ago was not him, he stood there as cold as an ice sculpture.

Huai An opened the window, raised his eyebrows and saw Bai Luochen's dead face, curled his lips in disgust: "Oh, Master, it's so early?"

The sky was already bright, and the scorching sun of the day fell on the man's fair skin, casting a thin layer of golden light on him.

Light as if startled, elegant and dusty.

At first glance, he looks like a fairy, but in fact... Huai An sneered: "What? What is Master doing with that dead face?"

"Others are afraid of you, but I am not. I can tell you that although I cannot leave the Palace of Heartlessness now, one day when I become stronger, I will still leave. You can't hold me back!"

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