Dressed as a cannon fodder for a harmonious essay, I have few desires [Quick Transmigration]

Wan Yunge woke up from the cold, the cold wind was like a knife quenched by ice, scraping his exposed skin piece by piece, the biting cold and pain abruptly pulled his unconscious consciousness out of his deep sleep.

"Brother..."

Opening his eyes, the sky seemed to be covered by something, it was gray, and the snowflakes were wrapped by the wind and hung on his eyelashes, forming a layer of frost.

Wan Yunge murmured subconsciously in a hoarse voice, his whole body was numb and painful, as if he had been rubbed and folded by someone in his hand, despite Wan Yunge's exhaustion, after a while, he could only Can move the lower arm slightly.

"Brother..."

The hand trembling with pain seemed to touch something, it was cold, Wan Yunge tried to turn his head to look, half of his face covered in blood was blurred, but he could still see Yan Sui who was lying beside him not knowing his life or death.

"Senior Brother!"

With his finger hooked on Yan Sui's little finger, Wan Yunge gave a muffled growl from unknown sources of strength, struggled to half sit up and used inertia to throw himself beside the unconscious person.

With just such a movement, Wan Yunge's eyes darkened for a while. He rested his head on Yan Sui's chest and took a few deep breaths. His heartbeat was so weak that he could barely hear it.

Wan Yunge swallowed the bloody smell in his throat, and touched Yan Sui's side neck with trembling hands, the slower and slower pulse of blood made Wan Yunge's heart sink.

No, no, he promised himself.

Wan Yunge held back the surge of energy and blood, bit the tip of his tongue and closed his eyes. When he opened them again, the owner of the blue eyes turned into a huge white tiger with many scars. overturned wound.

The white tiger stood up with difficulty, grunted a few times, and the two swords lying on the side and the peregrine falcon started to move, and the two swords lifted Yan Sui and carefully placed them on the white tiger's back.

The wound on Yan Sui's chest was still bleeding out, and after a while, the fur of the white tiger under him was stained with blood.

Feeling the warm but trembling body on his back, the white tiger snorted and looked around. They seemed to be halfway up a mountain, but definitely not halfway up Siguoya, because the aura here was thin. , and there is an ominous black and purple smoke everywhere, just like those who hunted them down before.

Baihu pricked up his ears uneasily, and moved down the mountain as quickly as possible with light steps. The people on his body were too cold, so he had to bring them down the mountain quickly.

But the further you go down, the more hesitant Wan Yunge is. Although the temperature gradually rises as the altitude drops, the soft snow layer under your feet is replaced by moss and dead leaves, and the woods are getting denser, but the dangerous atmosphere is getting closer. .

When bypassing a certain giant tree, the two swords that had been opening the way in front suddenly stopped, and the white tiger following behind also raised its paws and did not fall down. Wan Yunge pricked up his ears vigilantly, and only heard a rustle. The sound of ground gliding on the forest floor came from far and near.

With the help of a giant tree to block his body, his blue vertical pupils are staring at the grass in front of him, his body is also tense and his back is arched. No matter what the price is, he must protect the integrity of the person on his back!

The sword spirits of Huayan and Peregrine Falcon have already appeared, and they are ready for two swords and one tiger. As long as the opponent makes any strange moves, they will immediately violently fight for a fatal blow.

"I'm so exhausted!"

The grass was pushed aside, and a half-human tall figure meandered forward on the ground.

"It's all because of that bastard Yan Sui, or I...!"

"Ahhh!"

A cold light suddenly appeared, and there were two swords parked in front of the man who had just emerged from the grass, aimed at the man's eyes respectively, barely half a finger away from the suddenly shrunken pupils.

"call--"

Seeing the familiar half-demon who was too scared to move, the white tiger came out from behind the tree, and gave a cautious yet suspicious cry.

"you again!?"

Moxi stiffened his neck and raised his hands to keep a distance from the two swords in front of him, carefully keeping the tip of the sword away from his face that he had finally healed.

"Take them back, take them back!"

"Why are you here?"

Bai Hu took two steps forward, and then spoke in a hoarse voice.

"I'm coming down to get a skin repair!"

Looking at Wan Yunge who had no intention of withdrawing his sword, Moxi shook the tip of his tail nervously. He rolled his eyes, but found the person lying on the white tiger's back.

"That dog, uh, what happened to Yan Sui?"

"For the sake of getting acquainted, you put away the sword, let me see it for you?"

Hearing this, the white tiger's ears instantly stood up, and the tail behind him swayed back and forth, obviously feeling irritable and urgent at this time.

Seeing Wan Yunge's reaction, Moxi, who more or less understood animal instinct, hastened to persuade and increase his bargaining chips.

"To be honest, I know a witch doctor here. He is a good craftsman. Let me introduce you? You may be fine for a while, but the banquet on your back can't be delayed any longer!"

"……take me."

The white tiger's paws subconsciously crushed the stones beside his feet. The next second, Wan Yunge turned back to his original body, and stepped on the tail of the big black snake with the unconscious and unbelievable person in his arms.

"...It's too deceiving, do I agree with you to come up!"

Moxi was so angry that snakes burst out, but the two swords were sticking to his face, and he had to swallow his anger again, changing back to his original shape and sliding back with the two of them on his back.

If he had known that he was being bullied everywhere like this, he might as well die of old age in the Thousand Dreams Realm!

The last time Yan Sui brought Moxi back to Baiyujing, after talking to Master Miao Qing, considering that he was not a human monk after all, although he had never really harmed anyone, Master Miao Qing still ordered Yan Sui to take him to Si Pass down the cliff, and set a restriction on him, not to get close to Bai Yujing's disciple.

If you don't get close, you don't get close. Moxi rolled his eyes when he heard the rules and regulations of that serious human being, and said he didn't care at all. Anyway, he didn't want to follow Yan Sui back to Baiyujing because of this. He has more important things to do .

As early as the generation of Moxi's great-grandfather, there was a rumor that Qianmeng Boundary, in addition to the heavily guarded Youzhou, there is a gap leading to the Demon Realm under the Siguo Cliff, the highest peak in Baiyujing. Although the Demon Realm is dangerous, it also has various There are all kinds of magical artifacts and cheats that people can't think of, exercises and secret skills, and even changing faces to prolong life. Many things that cannot be done outside are just a matter of price in the devil world.

"So you came to the Demon Realm just for your face?"

Wan Yunge hugged the person in his arms, watched Moxi carefully keep a distance from the peregrine falcon, looked at it carefully for a while, and asked in disbelief.

"What is just! Is it wrong for me to want a beautiful skin! Ah? Is it wrong! You have to scratch my face once or twice!"

Moxi really wanted to throw the two of them out with a flick of his tail, but there were still two swords stalking around him.

Wan Yunge hugged Yan Sui tightly, stopped talking, endured the pain from time to time, and sent the little spiritual power left in his body to the unconscious person, trying to relieve Yan Sui's serious injury.

"Here we are, come down quickly!"

The giant snake crawled in the forest for an unknown amount of time, until it suddenly became clear to him that a wooden shed appeared in an open forest glade.

"Why are you here again? Oh, and I brought two guests."

The person who was leaning against the door and smoking a pipe approached instantly, with a huge hood covering his face. Wan Yunge didn't know how he approached, and he couldn't see his face clearly. He could only tell who it was from his deep voice. man.

"Baihu? So there is only one left in the Wan family."

The man moved closer to Wan Yunge's side and sniffed, then lowered his head to see the person in his arms.

"Soul shuttle is also a rare commodity."

Noticing Yan Sui's pale and bloodless face, the man stretched out his hand regretfully wanting to touch it.

"It's too bad, tsk, it's a pity for this face."

Before touching it, the man quickly withdrew his hand, and Wan Yunge's waved hand fell into the air.

"Lich, can this person be saved?"

Moxi curled up his tail and wiped it aside. Seeing Wan Yunge hugging him tightly as if not to be touched, he asked about the lich standing with a cigarette stick in his mouth and hands in his hands.

"Yes, it can, but it depends on what he trades for."

Gripping the slender tobacco rod between his fingers, he slowly exhaled a puff of smoke ring. The Lich looked at Wan Yunge with a vigilant expression, and raised his eyebrows and smiled inexplicably.

"what would you like?"

Ever since Moxi saw through his identity last time, Wan Yunge practiced spells that could hide his aura when he returned home. It was difficult for even Daoist Miaoqing to see through his identity, but this person actually saw through him at a glance.

Wailing the smoke sword slowly approached Wan Yunge, he didn't dare to relax his vigilance, the person in front of him was unfathomable, and it was absolutely impossible for him to hand over Yan Sui to him before he knew his request.

"To tell you the truth, I have everything, from buying and selling immortal medicines, to taking revenge and ensuring your success, as long as you have something suitable in exchange, I can do it for you. That's it."

The Lich watched Wan Yunge's small movements with interest, but he didn't expose it. Instead, he started to introduce his business to others with great interest.

"I see that you bear a deep hatred. With your current strength, you must not be able to fight back against the enemy, otherwise you would not be here now."

"Do you know who he is?"

Frowning deeper, Wan Yunge looked at the shadow under the hood of the person in front of him, and couldn't help asking back when he heard what he said.When the Wan family was destroyed overnight and fled away in the arms of his father's dead servant, he only saw the man in the flames wearing a bronze ghost mask, with blood dripping from the sword in his hand, and all the servants of the Wan family fell there. Under the long sword.

Wan Yunge didn't know who that person was, he only knew that he wanted the blood of the divine beast Baihu.

"Of course, I also sell intelligence information."

Shaking the tobacco rod to knock off the excess tobacco leaves inside, the Lich saw Wan Yunge's expression and knew that the business was coming.

"How about it, I can help you with it, and I can also give you information to see that you are a newcomer coming for the first time, so I can give you a little bit cheaper."

"But let's say it in advance, I don't charge money for Lingshi."

"So, have you thought about replacing it with something?"

Killing an enemy with his own hands will definitely not be done by someone else, but Wan Yunge really wants to know who slaughtered his entire family back then.

"Have you considered it? Don't wait for the time."

"I……"

Revenge is the only goal of Wan Yunge's life for more than 20 years. Now the opportunity to know the truth is in front of him, but he hesitates.

The breath of the person in his arms became weaker and weaker, it was obvious that he had suffered such a serious injury, but the person's eyes were closed tightly, but his face was peaceful, as if he really just fell asleep.

There is no trace of pain, and I feel that I may leave this world completely at any time.

"How? Which one to choose?"

Wan Yunge clenched his fists and took a deep breath. He looked up at the Lich firmly, his tone still as indifferent as ever.

"I choose to save him, whatever you want."

"Oh? It's really unexpected. I thought you valued blood and hatred more."

The Lich didn't seem to understand, tilted his head and continued to ask curiously.

"you like him?"

After this sentence was uttered, there was a long silence. Moxi, who had been secretly listening beside him, got impatient, and only then did he hear the voice of the ragged man over there.

"……Um."