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

The Lich waved his hand and told Wan Yunge to follow him and carry him into the shed.

The shed was very dark, and the Lich rummaged through the bottles and jars beside him with a pipe in his mouth, and turned to Yan Sui with a long, soft worm.

"Why are you standing there? Hurry up and take off your clothes."

Lifting his chin towards the lying person, Wan Yunge swallowed a bunch of pills just now, and now the external injuries are mostly healed, only some serious internal injuries left to make the internal organs ache.He turned half a circle around the table, blocked Yan Sui with his body in the lich's speechless sight, and quickly pushed aside the clothes on Yan Sui's chest, without revealing any more skin.

"Get out of the way."

The lich squeezed the worm away from the Wan Yun Ge, and the soft worm crawled up the bloody wound on Yan Sui's chest, leaving a puddle of viscous liquid wherever it went, and the wound under the mucus was visible to the naked eye. Visible speed begins to heal.

"what would you like?"

Wan Yunge held Yan Sui's still cold hand. He watched the lich's movements carefully. At this time, he slowly guided the whole bowl of pitch-black potion into Yan Sui with the root of the recovery gourd. mouth.

"Let me think about it," watching the person slowly finish drinking a bowl of potion, the Lich bent down and blew a puff of smoke into Yan Sui's face, and observed with satisfaction that Yan Sui frowned because of the strange bitter taste in his mouth, and turned around. Looking at Wan Yunge, he seemed to be thinking in distress.

"You like him, what about him?"

Wan Yunge took his eyes off the sleeping man and turned to the lich who was smiling and looking at him. He opened his mouth to say something, but finally lowered his head and unconsciously clenched the slender fingers in his hand.

"I see!"

Shaking the ash, the Lich hovered the tobacco rod on Yan Sui's forehead, as if thinking of something very interesting, the voice from under the hood became shriller.

"I want all his memories of you!"

"no!"

Wan Yunge drew out his cigarette and swiped it away, blocking the way between Yan Sui and the Lich.

"I can heal the injury, but people may not be able to wake up."

"You can make demands from me, but you can't touch him."

The Lich was not very interested in Wan Yunge's proposal, he bit his cigarette holder and did not speak, and Wan Yunge on the opposite side held his sword and did not back down.

"I really don't understand, you are a monster, talking about love and love with people has worn out your demon nature."

Moxi, who had been squatting at the door watching the show, said disdainfully. He twisted his waist and climbed onto Wan Yunge's shoulder from behind, and brought his newly maintained fair and delicate face to Wan Yunge's eyes, and said seductively.

"What's so good about people is that you can give me memory if you want it. Why don't you try it with me, I guarantee you will forget him soon."

Sensing the deliberately lowered and sticky tone in his ear, Wan Yunge directly raised his palm and slapped it, Moxi cursed secretly, and twisted his waist to avoid it.

The man with outstanding temperament and indifferent face glanced at Moxi, and the snake demon who was so angry seemed to be able to see the three big characters undisguised from that glance:

You do not deserve

"Oh, if you want me to tell you to give it quickly, don't wake up and become a fool, and the burden of shaving your head will be hot. People like you or not, so you can't say anything. What kind of affection is here?"

Moxi hid behind the Lich cursing, talking to himself regardless of Wan Yunge's ugly face.

"He's right. Give me the memory. Should he like you or will he like you? Or just treat you as a stranger. Don't you all pay attention to karma and fate?"

The Lich took the opportunity to lobby, and he knocked on the table where Yan Sui was lying on. Yan Sui's face became paler, and he signaled Wan Yunge to make a decision as soon as possible.

Wan Yunge didn't expect that the moon in his heart pool would be taken away just as soon as he cleared the fog from his mind.He wiped the congealed blood at the corner of Yan Sui's mouth with the back of his hand, and the knuckles holding the cigarette turned white.

"...Change it."

my head hurts

The morning sun came in from the window and fell on the eyelashes of the person on the bed. The eyelashes of the person who had slept for an unknown amount of time trembled slightly, like a butterfly struggling to take off.

"Um……"

His eyes opened a crack and then closed again. After repeating several times, the blurred vision came into focus, and he could clearly see the white curtain beside the bed swaying with the breeze.

where am i?

Yan Sui half sat up with his head propped up, looking at the unfamiliar room, his mind couldn't function for a while.He remembered that when he fell off the cliff of thinking, there seemed to be another person who was hunted down with him.

Strange, who is that person?Can not remember.

"Squeak-"

The door was pushed open from the outside, and a masked man came in with a bowl, as if he didn't expect Yan Sui to wake up, the man fell outside the door for a moment.

"who are you?"

Yan Sui looked at the strange man with a silver mask standing outside the door, and subconsciously wanted to find his sword, but the peregrine falcon he usually never left was nowhere to be seen.

"You are nervous, I, I am your younger brother."

"Senior brother?"

Yan Sui looked at the person at the door vigilantly. This person looked tall and slender, not muscular but solid. Although he couldn't see his face, the small part of his neck protruding from his collar looked quite white.

No matter how you look at this person, it is impossible for him to be his junior brother.

"I, Ge Yufeng, only have one junior brother, Huang Yu, who the hell are you!"

The person holding the medicine fell silent after hearing Yan Sui's words, and a pair of blue eyes looked straight at the person on the bed through the mask, complex emotions churned in those eyes, some of them contained unbearable pain and suppressed love.

"...I am indeed your junior brother."

"Look, this is Bai Yujing's disciple's fate card."

Yan Sui looked at the white jade ring hanging on the waist of the masked man, it was indeed the style that disciples of Bai Yujing's inner sect would have, and the mustard seed bag hanging beside him was very familiar to him.

This kind of mustard bag with expanded storage space was bought by Master Miaoqing from a secret place. It is said that there are only two of them, and the other one is hung on his waist.

"What's your name?"

"Wan Yunge."

Wan Yunge?Yan Sui carefully recalled in his mind, isn't this the name of the protagonist in this world?When did he pay homage to Ge Yufeng while he was away, why didn't he have the slightest impression?

Yan Sui rubbed his head, he only remembered that after he came back from the Thousand Dreams Realm, he retreated in Siguoya for half a month, and was hunted down by someone and fell off Siguoya. , but he didn't know how to skip a long storyline and meet the protagonist here.

"I remember that I seemed to have fallen off the Cliff of Thoughts, Junior Brother Wan, you saved me? But why are you here?"

Yan Sui observed for a long time, looking at those rare dark blue eyes. Although the logic did not match, his intuition told him that this person was not lying. He relaxed and smiled at the person at the door, feeling weak and exhausted. It creeps up unconsciously.

Since it is the protagonist, and I haven't had time to offend him, it is safer to stay by the protagonist's side at this time.

Yan Sui, who was leaning against the wall on the back of the bed, thought so.

"After I came out of retreat, I happened to see my brother being chased and fell down the mountain. I was eager to save people but not good at learning, so I fell down together."

Wan Yunge knew that just like what the Lich said, Yan Sui's memory of himself had completely disappeared, and to Yan Sui now, he was just a stranger who suddenly appeared.

However, at the moment when he came into contact with Yan Sui's strange eyes, Wan Yunge felt that his heartbeat might also be taken away, and he didn't react for a long time. Fortunately, he had prepared his speech before, and moving it out now can cover himself a little unnatural.

Wan Yunge took a deep breath and entered the door with the bowl in his hand. He stood by the bed keeping a distance, restrained his emotions and handed the bowl over, speaking calmly.

"Brother, it's time to drink the medicine."

She really deserves to be the protagonist who hasn't suffered her own rape yet, a little white flower, she has such a kind heart.

Although wearing a weird mask, Yan Sui still feels that the protagonist is a luminous angel in his heart now, and even after noticing that his movements are inconvenient, Wan Yunge helped him sit up with a pillow on his back.

"Thank you, Junior Brother."

Yan Sui took the bowl and finished it in one go. The junior brother of the protagonist seemed to have something to do, so he didn't chat with him much. After asking Yan Sui to rest more, he left in a hurry with the bowl.

Wan Yunge left the cabin with a bowl in his hand. Yan Sui was seriously injured, and the aura here was thin, so after the Lich extracted Yan Sui's memory and treated him, Yan Sui was still in a coma for two full months. During the time, apart from practicing, Wan Yunge guarded him closely.

Because the conditions of Lich's hut were too poor, Wan Yunge managed to squeeze out some time to build a small wooden hut with a sword in another open space not far away, and immediately put Yan Sui in to recuperate.

Before Yan Sui woke up, Wan Yunge secretly had some fantasies, maybe Yan Sui would not forget himself, maybe after waking up, he would smile and put his arms around him lazily calling Wan Shidi as before.

But reality shattered his impracticality.

Walking briskly to the Lich's door, Wan Yunge put all the bowls on the table, and because he was in a bad mood, his voice became even colder.

"He's awake."

"Wouldn't that be nice."

Lich was still the same, lying on the bamboo chair in front of the door with a cigarette holder dangling slowly, he didn't ask about Yan Sui's specific situation, and he knew from Wan Yunge's tone that his memory extraction was still very successful.

Wan Yunge stood in front of the bamboo chair stroking his sword, his eyes behind the mask were coldly on the Lich's laughing face.

"My news?"

"Don't worry, don't worry, since I have taken your blood, I will take care of it for you."

The Lich squinted his eyes, looked at the silver mask on Wan Yunge's face under the sun, and opened his mouth in confusion.

"Let me see if the magic pattern is still there?"

"Although I don't think it's a big deal, isn't spiritual energy and devil energy cultivated the same way? I don't know why you care so much."

After watching Wan Yunge take off the mask slowly, the red magic lines on the exposed right half of his face intertwined with each other, outlining a blooming crimson blood lotus like winding vines.

"Isn't this pretty, or are you afraid that your senior brother will dislike you and lose your appearance?"

Wan Yunge didn't speak, but looked at the lines on his face that didn't seem to change at all through the reflection of the mask, and frowned a little irritably.

When Yan Sui was asleep before, Wan Yunge used a drop of his white tiger blood to make a deal with the Lich, and learned that the one who destroyed his family back then was none other than the Demon Realm Supreme who seemed to have disappeared completely in a low-key way. Participate in the devil.

"Beast blood nourishes the soul. Back then, the crime of breaking the ginseng and killing was deep. After the thunder disaster, the soul was damaged and there was no hope of ascending to the demon god. I don't know who mentioned the sentence of beast blood nourishing the soul, so I came to your house. After so many years, I guess It's time for him to come out."

"It is absolutely impossible to take revenge with your current cultivation base."

After obtaining the blood essence, Lich held the jade bottle and suggested in a good mood.

"Now is the right time, place and people, you might as well absorb the magic here quickly."

"Anyway, you're a half-demon. For revenge, there's no difference between cultivating immortals and demons."