[Quick Transmigration] Textbook Edition Counterattack Manual

Huai'an whimpered a few times, a tear streaked across the end of his eyes.

The young man seemed to stop for a second, and then lost consciousness again.

The night pearls in the house were extraordinarily shining, covering the entire cave, and the clothes scattered randomly on the ground almost made the cold cave hot.

Until the early morning of the second day, Fusheng's heart demon retreated, and the sovereignty and reason of the body returned to Fusheng's hands again.

After waking up, the young man had a splitting headache like a hangover, his thick and slender eyelashes trembled, and slowly flew up like spreading wings, revealing clear and hazy eyes.

He let go of his fingertips, and the touch from his fingertips made him dazed for a moment, and then his face changed drastically as if he was shocked by electricity, and he suddenly got up from the boy.

His face was extremely ugly, and when he looked down, he saw Huai'an covered by a white cloth strip, and his heart hurt so badly that he couldn't breathe.

Did he... hurt him again?

Fu Sheng could hardly believe the scene in front of him.

His fingertips curled up slightly, his nails almost digging into his flesh.

Yes, he remembered.

The inner demon did not take away his memory, but brought him indelible pain, guilt and anxiety.

He rolled up his clothes and escaped from the cave in Huai'an almost in a state of embarrassment.

After he returned to his cave, the destructive devilish energy in Fusheng's chest became stronger and stronger. He groaned while leaning on the wall, and drops of blood slowly fell from his lips, staining the white clothes on his body, smearing into a smear. A little red plum.

It was as if his heart had been torn apart, and the vents of the loopholes were blowing in all directions, causing his calm and calm heart to set off countless turbulent waves.

For the first time, his kung fu began to run uncontrollably and crazily, and all the cold spiritual power rushed into the sea of ​​consciousness, as if to erase his memory.

Fu Sheng was in extreme pain, on the one hand, he was overbearingly counterattacked by the exercises, and on the other hand, he was swept away by the demonic energy, which made his whole body split, sometimes cold and abnormal, and sometimes evil energy overflowed.

Huaian.

Huaian.

Was he wrong again?

Huai'an opened his eyes suddenly, but the spell bound on his body was not retracted, he frowned slightly, and the corners of his lips were tightly pursed.

"My, my lord, you, are you alright?"

The keen system sensed that Huai'an was in a bad mood at this time, and stuttered a little scared, even though there was only a mosaic in front of him.

Huaian snorted coldly and did not speak.

Of course he was upset.

Although I am indeed very happy, but...anyone would not be happy to be choked like this, let alone Lord Mozun?

He is used to being superior, even in the three thousand worlds, those male pets have put in all their strength to serve him, how could they not treat him gently?

Being treated by Fu Sheng like this, even if he knew that it was not his intention, Huai An made up his mind to hang him out for a while.

The system silently expressed its concern for Lord Mozun, and then resolutely rolled back to the system space.

Well, the straight male system said that he couldn't help but make up his mind after watching it, and made up his mind... well, don't think about this picture, the system baby doesn't want to be gay. _(:з」∠)_

It's just that the shackles on Huai'an's body still haven't been untied, he didn't get up in a hurry, but waited until the spell was automatically released, then he got up weakly.

At this moment in Huai'an, his body was a little hot.

After too much time wasted, Huai'an lay down for a whole night and a day, so when he got up, his body started to become inflamed and sick.

The illness came like a mountain, and the physique of the qi practitioner hadn't reached the point of resisting all germs. After he stumbled and finally returned to the bed, Huai'an began to fall into a coma.

His breathing was weak, his face turned red and had a fever, and he even started to tremble. The system was a little worried, so he called twice tentatively, but did not get a half-word response.

It was a little anxious, no matter how it called, it couldn't wake Huai'an, and it wanted to go to his sea of ​​consciousness, but was rejected.

This is a big deal!The system anxiously walked around the system space several times, and then suddenly remembered the "heart-to-heart" given to Fusheng before, and his eyes lit up.

"Talk of heart" can resonate with both parties as long as the other party enters a dangerous situation, and can directly call and summon the other party when it reaches the highest level.

Although the system has no way to summon and call the other party, it can arouse resonance between the two parties.

Just do it, the system decisively resonated, and then entered an anxious wait.

It takes a little time to resonate, especially for a power like Fusheng, the resonance may be weakened a lot.

The system thought it would take a long time, but it didn't expect Fusheng to arrive in less than half an hour after the resonance.

His white clothes were like snow, his black hair was disheveled and messy, his face was dull, and his clear and cold eyes were fixed on Huai'an who was breathing in less air and exhaling more air on the bed.

In his eyes, there was indifference and ruthlessness, even with a little killing intent.

The system shocked the bird.

What a scumbag you are! ! !

You still want to kill our Lord Mozun after you're done! ?

Fuck, let me tell you that if you dare to touch Lord Mozun, I will fight you!

The system stared nervously at the man.

However, to his surprise, Fu Sheng didn't do anything else, but kept staring at the boy, and didn't step forward to help him.

system:"……"

Scumbag!

dog man!

Nonsence!

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