[Quick Transmigration] Textbook Edition Counterattack Manual

Agayang suddenly hit a spirit, and I saw the devil -like screaming: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Yuan Ya was startled, and howled subconsciously: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"

The two books turned around in a hurry.

Qi Yuan Shangxian only felt the blue veins on his forehead burst out again.

He snapped: "Enough! One more quarrel, and I'll throw you into the water!"

As soon as these words came out, the two books were instantly as quiet as chickens.

Qi Yuan stared at the two books on the bookshelf, one with a plain cover and the other with a gorgeous cover, both stared at him with the same dead fish eyes, making the corners of Qi Yuan's mouth twitch slightly.

He asked Ah Gong, "How did you escape?"

Ah Gong took a step back subconsciously, trembling: "I...I..."

"I let it go!" Yuan Ya stepped forward, then blocked Ah Gong behind him, and looked at Qi Yuan weakly.

He saw that there seemed to be a hint of sophistry flashing in the bright pupils of the young man, and the brows were slightly frowned, and a large shadow was cast on them by the tall body, and the face was hidden in the darkness and could not be seen clearly.

But there is no doubt that Qi Yuan at this moment is equivalent to the image of a devil in Yuan Ya's eyes.

He shivered, afraid that Qi Yuan would suddenly turn into a monster, and stretch out his hand to grab him in the palm of his hand and tear him apart.

"That, that, that..." Yuan Ya swallowed in fear, opened his mouth like a slight buzzing sound, and spit out a barely audible sentence——

"You, you, don't be angry, I, I, I didn't mean it, master..."

Qi Yuan's frowning eyebrows suddenly calmed down, turning from mountains and rivers to plains, revealing the white and tender skin hidden under the mountains and rivers, as well as the slightly raised eyebrows.

The young man looked deeply at Yuan Ya: "What did you just... call me?"

Yuan Ya replied subconsciously: "Master, master..."

The young man pursed his lips, looking a little unhappy, stretched out his hand and grabbed him in the palm of his hand, and cast a cold look at Ah Gong beside him: "Is it me who invites you in, or do you go in by yourself?"

Ah Gong looked back at the opened book case, and the face on the book suddenly became wrinkled, looking extremely wronged.

He wailed: "Master, I was wrong! I was wrong! Don't lock me up! The bookcase is dark and pitiful, and I can't even move...Master~ Please~"

Speaking later, Ah Gong acted like a baby in a weird way.

Qi Yuan took a step back subconsciously.

What kind of virtue is this guy, Qi Yuan Shangxian still doesn't understand?

Besides, he is not the real master of Ah Gong.

Thinking of this, the young man stuffed Yuan Ya into his arms, and said calmly, "No."

"It seems that you don't cry when you don't see the coffin? How about this, I'll go and call your hapless master back, I believe she will take care of you."

Ah Gong: "..."

"Oh, that's right." Qi Yuan suddenly paused for a moment before leaving, and then said to it: "I heard that your master will come out of the secret realm soon, if you let her know that you called my master... 噫..."

Ah Gong silently opened the book case, obediently climbed into the book case, and then closed the book case with a "bang".

For a moment, the study room seemed to be quiet, and there was no more A Gong's tragic cry.

Qi Yuan hooked the corners of his lips, patted the fussy Yuan Ya on his chest, carried him out of the study, and prepared to take him out to play.

Although he has been much quieter these days, for some reason, he is not used to the comfortable life, and there is less chattering in his ears, which makes him feel more boring.

It was probably at this time that he realized that he already had Yuan Ya in his heart.

But for Yuan Ya's feelings...he felt that he still had to consider it.

After all, he is a person who likes gorgeous colors.

If the appearance after Yuan Ya's transformation and his mind, maybe he would be willing to be with him.

But if the original bud transforms into form, it won't work...

Qi Yuan took a look at the appearance of the future Yuanbud form, with golden lines all over his face, coupled with a pair of dead fish-like eyes, he shuddered and quickly forgot all the things in his mind.

It's too early to say this now.

Thinking like this, Qi Yuan didn't bother to think about what was there, so he went out for a walk with Yuan Ya in his arms.

So this walk took several months.

In the past few months, Moxiu launched an attack on Baiyun Palace. Mozun Huai'an came in person. At that time, the sky was dark and the sun and moon were dark. Melon seeds are chattering, so lively.

"I heard that Huai'an was originally a disciple of Baiyun Palace."

"Isn't it? Really?"

"Can I still lie to you? Then Huai'an's real name is Xuanyuan Huai'an, and he was taken back by Baichen Shangxian. I heard that he only started practicing at the age of 16, which is later than all of us!"

"Baichen Shangxian? The Baichen Shangxian who is number one in the world? Is it real or not? Didn't you say that Baichen Shangxian is unkind?"

"Ghost knows what's going on, anyway, that's all I know. Hey, they seem to be fighting again. This time I reckon the Demon Lord is about to lose."

"As expected of being the disciple of Shangxian Baichen, this power is really strong, I think there are many people in Baiyun Palace who are invincible!"

"No matter how powerful the Mozun is, can he surpass the Baichen Shangxian? Just wait and see, Baichen Shangxian will definitely take action to deal with this defected disciple."

A few casual cultivators with fairly good strength were discussing in low voices near the battlefield. At that time, Qi Yuan thought it was interesting, and now he also joined in, calling each fellow daoist intimately.

After he chatted with these casual cultivators, Qi Yuan learned that it turned out that this disciple of Baiyun Palace defected, and then became a Demon Lord, and turned to the head of Baiyun Palace to settle accounts!

Qi Yuan found it interesting, and immediately followed suit as a melon-eating audience, eating melon seeds and holding Yuanya to watch the excitement.

Yuan Ya's strength was low, and he could only vaguely see a white figure intertwined with a black figure, probably because they were tired from fighting, and then the two separated again. Gradually, Moxiu let out an applause and praised Moxiu vigorously. The Zun is awesome, the Demon Zun is powerful, and the Demon Zun is unparalleled in the world.

On the other side of Baiyun Palace, there were also people who couldn't help shouting and cursing, without a single swear word in their words, but they just scolded the other side speechless, wishing to scold the eighteenth generation of their ancestors to death.

Listening to Qi Yuan's broadcast, Yuan Ya couldn't help clicking her tongue: "Wow! They are so scary..."

Qi Yuan echoed and said, "Isn't it..."

Just as he was speaking, the dark clouds turned into frost and snow as if they had solidified, and a black-haired and white figure flew down from the vicinity of the White Cloud Palace, standing in the center of the battlefield with a stern expression.

The boy-like Mozun seemed to be stunned for a moment, and then showed a mocking smile: "So it's Master~ I don't know if Master is coming, what's your business?"

With twists and turns, the voice was like a ghost in the Nine Nether Abyss, weird and cold.

Qi Yuan was surprised, and couldn't help but whispered: "Why does this deity feel wrong?"

This Bai Luochen doesn't seem to be disgusted by the way the Demon Lord looks, does he?

On the contrary, it was extremely hot. This feeling... was like looking at a lover, with a strong desire to possess.

The most important thing was that Baichen Shangxian obviously didn't look right, his breathing was a little short, and the blood rushing inside seemed to turn into gurgling water, leaking his breath inadvertently.

You must know that monks of the same class cannot detect each other's true situation.

If the other party's aura leaks and is detected by monks of the same class, it means that the other party is very likely to be seriously injured——

Bai Luochen was injured?

Realizing this, Qi Yuan narrowed his eyes and touched his chin thoughtfully.

If this Bai Luochen died, wouldn't he have changed from the second male god in the cultivation world to the first male god?

Thinking like this, Bai Luochen over there suddenly moved!

He was flying like lightning, and the sharp blade in his hand cut through the sky, breaking out space cracks, and the strong suction caused many people to suffer a lot, Yin Yue.

The sword light turned into a white ray of light, brushing across the face of the young Demon Venerable like a continual spring breeze, brushing the black hair beside his ear, and shaved off a strand of black hair.

The young Mozun was slightly taken aback, but before he could react, Bai Luochen's sword suddenly turned into a white rope to bind him, and he dragged Huai'an to his side——

Then he just disappeared.

He ran away with Mozun.

Sect Master Baiyun was dumbfounded.

The demon cultivators were also dumbfounded.

The melon-eating audience is even more confused!

Qi Yuan spat out the melon seed shells in his mouth, lowered his head and sighed to Yuan Ya who was also in a daze in his arms.

"Let's go, there's nothing exciting to watch."

"But...they haven't played yet!" Yuan Ya pulled the clothes on Kai Yuan's chest, got out of his arms, bent over the book, and probed curiously: "Master, why don't you wait~"

"There's nothing to see, the parties are gone, let's go too~"

Qi Yuan ignored Yuan Ya at all, and went straight home with the book and spiritual knowledge.

There was no excitement to watch, Yuan Ya suddenly became sleepy.

These days he was used to running around to watch the excitement, and now he was kicked home, he was really a little unwilling, and immediately jumped out of the upline's arms, and then slapped him on the head.

Qiyuan Shangxian: "..."

"Come down for me!"

"If you don't go down, don't go down! Slightly slightly!"

"Hiss—you little Yaya, you just rely on me to pamper you, right? Come down soon!?"

"No! Unless you promise me to go back!"

"My God..." Qiyuan Shangxian almost knelt down to this guy: "My little ancestor, the parties involved are gone, there is no Demon Lord, no Baichen Shangxian, the two sides must have a fight Fierce fighting, if we go back, we are guaranteed to lose our lives there!"

Yuan Ya was stunned for a moment, and in disbelief, he hammered Qi Yuan Shangxian's head with the corner of the book.

"But... aren't you also a Shangxian?"

Shangxian Qiyuan had a terrible headache, just as he was about to explain to him, he heard that chattering voice from above, which was inexplicably provocative.

"With your protection, I'm not afraid!"

Qi Yuan clutched his chest and took two steps back, and was immediately teased by this fellow, making his heart pounding.

In an instant, a surge of pride and ambition made him suddenly interested. He pulled Yuan Ya off his head without hesitation, put it back in his arms, and pressed it tightly to his heart. Feeling the other's stiff body, the corner of his mouth curled slightly.

"Yes, I will protect you."

The author has something to say

Qiyuan Shangxian: Labor and management backhand is just one thing!

Yuan Ya: o(*////▽////*)q Master, he kissed me... so... happy... heart... ah...