[Quick Transmigration] Textbook Edition Counterattack Manual

As a novice in the three thousand worlds, Huai'an also had the dream of being a hero. He embarked on the road of cultivating immortals, from a first-level mortal to a great power, and naturally there is nothing to say about how much suffering he has experienced. .

Moreover, Huai'an has never been a person who recalls the past, he has always looked to the future, so he only said one sentence, and then cut off the topic under the curious eyes of the system, and said calmly: "Okay, I'm now I'm hungry, it's time to eat."

"You said Immortal Fusheng has vegetables here?" Huai'an raised his eyebrows and asked.

System: "...I don't know."

Be reasonable!It's not a game, and it doesn't have the function of scanning the map. How do you know if there are vegetables nearby! ?

Regarding this, Huai'an just said "oh", opened the door directly, and glanced at his new living environment.

Not to mention, the place where he lives is quite elegant. Looking closely at the bamboo forest behind the house, and looking at the continuous mountain peaks outside the house from a distance, there is a waterfall flying down at the close point, and the icy air forms clouds of mist around it. Form a fairyland-like scenery.

Besides, apart from the bamboo hut nearby, the other places are quite spacious. Living in such an environment, not only the state of mind becomes open-minded, but even the mood becomes very good.

Huai An took a deep breath of fresh air, and suddenly smiled.

The bright smile made his appearance more outstanding. He got acquainted with the environment, and then went to the back of the bamboo forest to dig a few bamboo shoots to go home.

Lord Mozun, who hadn't done rough work for a long time, started to clean the environment in the bamboo house quite curiously, swept away some dust in the kitchen, and fried these bamboo shoots to fill his stomach, and then worked hard like bees to clean the entire bamboo house. Freshly maintained.

The system looked shocked.

"My lord, did you do this alone?"

Huai'an said: "Of course, otherwise, who else do you see living around here? Or, do you think that this deity does not work hard, and does not distinguish five grains?"

System: "Ah..."

"Idiot, how did this deity bind such a stupid system like yours!" Huai'an sighed helplessly.

system:"……"

To be reasonable, if it wasn't for its help, Lord Mozun might not see the light of day again!

It really wants to go back, but when it thinks of the other party's awesomeness, it immediately shows a flattering smile: "Haha, my lord, you are really amazing~ you are simply the most powerful person in the world~"

Huai'an is not fond of this kind of thing, although it is pleasing to the eye when someone flatters him, but as a master Mozun with dreams and qualifications, he said: "Come on, don't brag about this deity, be quiet, this deity should think about how to do it." 'Save the common people'."

The system was so happy that it was about to fly up: "Okay, then I won't bother you, please be sure to complete the task as soon as possible~"

After all, it's not good for such an awesome character to stay in one interface all the time. He may have to be laughed at by his colleagues in the future. Thinking of this system, he suddenly retracted into the system space as quietly as a chicken.

For the obedient system, Huai'an narrowed his eyes happily—he saved the common people?Think too much!

It's lucky that he didn't harm the common people.

And recently Huai'an does not intend to sit still.

As a master Mozun who used to like to make troubles, he left the protection range of Immortal Fusheng directly on the third day of his stay. By the time Immortal Fusheng realized that he had left, Huai'an had already left for a day and a night. .

Immortal Fusheng looked at the empty bamboo house indifferently, his eyes were heavy and he couldn't see the emotions inside.

Bright starlight shone on the starry sky outside the house, and the gentle moonlight sprinkled on the white robe of Immortal Fusheng, making him look immortal, like an immortal who would ride the wind at any time, but stayed in one place.

When Huai'an came back, Immortal Fusheng sensed it, and looked back at the young man in black robe.

A thousand years at a glance.

The boy's eyes were like a dark abyss, and endless darkness swept in.

The young man's eyes were full of sparkles and thoughts, and finally turned into a touch of helplessness as he looked at him.

The young man stretched out his hand to the boy lightly, against the moonlight: "Come here."

The young man didn't seem to expect his appearance, he was slightly taken aback, then thought of something, his face turned slightly pale.

"come over."

Immortal Fusheng did not urge him, but just said another sentence lightly.

Huaian pursed his lips, and obediently lowered his head and walked to his side, but did not hold his outstretched right hand.

The dangling right hand shook, and then retracted without a trace. The Lord Fusheng lowered his head and saw the hair on the top of the young man's head. His long hair was loose and looked a little messy. There were many stains under the black clothes. He looked at the soil for a long time, and when the silence in the air was about to turn into embarrassment, he sighed and said, "Go back."

Huaian raised his head in astonishment.

"how?"

Huai'an shook his head, timidly followed Immortal Fusheng, stepped into the bamboo house cautiously, and then looked helplessly at the young man who entered the room with him.

Subconsciously, he stretched out his hand to grab the collar, and took a step back cautiously.

Immortal Fusheng's throat tightened, he pursed his lips, and then said: "Take a good rest, I will test your homework tomorrow."

Huai'an raised his head in astonishment: "Master, Master?"

Immortal Fusheng paused slightly when he left, stood by the door, glanced back at Huai'an, and said, "Don't worry, I don't blame you."

When the other party left, Huai'an was still standing there with a blank expression on his face, and then he came back to his senses before reacting, and after going out to confirm that the Floating Life Immortal Lord was not there, Huai'an relaxed.

He fetched a bucket of bath water for himself, then took off his clothes and climbed into the tub to wash his body.

Huai'an's fingers trembled a little, and he wiped his shoulders and arms vigorously with a towel, as if infected by some dirty thing, and his attitude was shockingly silent.

The only sound left in the house was the sound of ticking water and breathing.

Immortal Fusheng looked at this scene with his spiritual sense, his eyes were a little deep.

He withdrew his consciousness, sat cross-legged on the futon and clenched his fists, then took out a quaint mirror, and then made a magic formula, bleeding a heart.

After the heart's blood melted into the mirror, Fusheng Xianjun turned pale, held back the bloody breath in his mouth, and looked at the mirror with undulating waves like the surface of water, until the scene he wanted to see was revealed inside——

That was what happened to Huaian yesterday.

He saw Huai'an met the disciples who mocked him, and the ubiquitous insults and ridicule made him crumble. At that time, he was still wearing gray and white clothes.

Immortal Lord Fusheng looked at him with a pale face, and let the other party ridicule and ridicule him so fragilely, he never replied even an insulting word, and suddenly felt a slight pain in his heart.