Male supporting brother [Quick Transmigration]

The four walls of the carriage are made of transparent glazed mirrors, and the inner and outer walls are hung with thin vermilion curtains.

Hearing the sound, lift up the inner curtain, and through the outer gauze curtain, you can also get a general view of the scenery of Unknown Mountain.

They will leave the Temple of Heavenly Demon. The speed is not fast. The blue stone steps from the top of the mountain to the foot of the mountain are winding and winding, connecting dozens of tribal towns down the mountain.

There are many shops and people along the way.

Looking around, there are colorful lights everywhere. Except for large palaces, the residences of ordinary demon cultivators do not have a specific shape.

Some are regular and some are casual, some are big and some are small, with various styles and colors. You can tell that the people living here are not a group of well-behaved people.

But what attracts the most attention is not the buildings and furnishings, but the passing magicians kneeling on both sides of the road in an orderly manner after seeing the carriages flying past their heads.

The men are burly and strong and the women are well-built. If you ignore their red, yellow, blue and green hair colors and the magic horns of different lengths on the top of their heads, they look no different from Renxiu.

"What are they doing?" Hearing that he had never been to Xiyuan, he didn't know that the notorious Demon Cultivator had such a safe and prosperous base camp.

Wen Fang was sitting in the front of the car and driving the horse, glanced at him and quickly looked away, "Different-haired demons are not allowed to drive without authorization, this is the right of black-haired demons.

Kneel to send it, don't worry about it. "

Hearing the sound curiously, "A long-standing tradition?"

"I decided," Wen Fang paused for a moment, and explained a few more words, "When we first came to Xiyuan, these low-level demons were simply a group of uneducated savage beasts.

"It can be seen that they respect you very much." Wen Sheng said with deep meaning.

"Don't get me wrong, I'm enslaving them." Wen Fang looked blank, glanced at Wen Sheng and quickly looked away.

Hearing the sound, the corners of his mouth hooked slightly, noncommittal.

Wen Fang caught a glimpse of his expression and felt that something was wrong. The long whip in his hand slapped on Pegasus's buttocks, "Drive!"

The carriage quickly flew away from Unknown Mountain. After leaving the ground, he heard the sound and lowered the gauze curtain. Looking at the young man sitting outside the carriage, he was in a good mood.

Although he proves the truth by killing, Wen Fang is not a villain without bottom line.

As he himself said, the only ones to kill are hypocrites.There is also compassion for identified kinsmen.

Wen Sheng's bet was right, he bet that Wen Fang wasn't completely broken.

Wen Fang is obsessed with eradicating hypocrisy. Once he finds that he can't eradicate it, the "way of killing" that he sticks to in his heart will definitely have a crack.

There is a crack, are you afraid that you can't rein in the precipice?

The two traveled on land for two months, and when they heard the sound, they watched the scenery in the car for two months.

Wen Fang never came in, and he never went out.

The topic is almost always picked up by hearing, he has a strong interest in Nishihara, at least it seems so.

Every time he passed a place, he would ask Wen Fang: "Where is this? What are the specialties? Have you been here before? Who are you with?"

At first, Wen Fang explained patiently, but later on, he was really annoyed by the sound.

Seeing that Wen Sheng raised the curtain, before he could speak, he said "I don't know, I don't know, I haven't been here", and he blocked Wen Sheng's words first.

Wen Sheng reprimanded him several times for being boring, and gradually he stopped asking questions, and just stared out the window in a daze.

His eyebrows are deep, and he looks a bit downcast.

Wen Fang's words are indeed much less than before, and the appearance of sitting upright looks indifferent and alienated.

If Wen Sheng hadn't noticed it from the corner of his eye, Wen Fang would have thought that his trip would end in a car rollover when he took advantage of the frequent glances back when he was in a daze.

After finally reaching the sea, facing the vast sea fog, Wen Fang finally found a reason and turned around and explained: "Close the window, the sea is no better than the land, especially between the two continents of Siqing and Qinghai, there is a very high possibility of encountering the Rumeng Sea."

The Rumeng Sea is a famous sea of ​​monsters in Wangxu Realm, which drifts and moves between continents with time.

If it can only move, then there is nothing scary about it. What is really scary is the sea monster that follows the sea monster to seduce people.

It is rumored that the sea monster is transformed from the resentment of the power who failed to ascend, and it can summon the darkest things in the hearts of anyone and even creatures.

The monks in the Mahayana crossing the catastrophe period can't get out of the whole body, let alone now they have become the ears of mortals?

Wen Fang reminded Wen Sheng that he was also worried about Wen Sheng, but he himself didn't care at all.

Why?

His two inner demons, one is in the car behind him, and the other is out of bounds, how hard is Wen Fang to fall into it?

But some things are just such a coincidence, the more you want to avoid it, the more you can't get rid of it.

The reason is that Wen Fang saw the faint lights of the treasure ships on the sea surface. Most of the treasure ships that can drive the treasure ships are from the sect family, and they are also casual cultivators who make profits by sailing.

No matter what it is, Wen Fang will never let go of the opportunity to testify.

It happened to be a test to see how credible Wen Sheng said "killing is endless".

It's just that he never expected that this sea area happened to be Rumeng Sea.

After the carriage descended, the scene of chaos on the treasure ship came into view.

The deck is full of scattered cargo. This is a cargo ship with the imprint of the Loose Repair Alliance.

Contrary to the messy cargo, everyone on the ship seemed to be still, their eyes glazed over, staring at the void in front of them without moving for a long time.

"Is there something strange about that boat?" Ordinary people can't see clearly, they can only guess.

Unexpectedly, there was no end to the words, only the hissing of flying horses' hooves came from outside the car.Wen Fang looked solemn, turned around and left.

But it was too late, and the chant like the wind and weeping came along the sea fog, wrapped in coldness, and extremely weird.

That is the legendary siren.

"Unlucky." Wen Fang cursed secretly, reinforced the restraint on the car and rushed out with his sword in hand.

His target is the wraith hidden in the sea fog.

Wen Sheng in the car kept staring at the direction of the treasure ship thoughtfully.

There are many rumors about sea monsters, but no one can tell where they are so scary.Because people who have seen them cannot escape the spirit and die, and their souls are completely destroyed.

If there is no accident, everyone on the boat has been bewitched by the sea monster at this time.Hearing the sound, an idea suddenly popped up.

But after a while, I saw the Pegasus chariot slowly descending towards the treasure ship. In the misty sea fog, two dim lights gradually merged, and the shadows on the deck also became clear.

Hearing the sound, he came out of the carriage, and his gaze swept across the deck.

The sailors who were supposed to work together to turn, now gathered at the rudder and looked at each other, sluggish like low-level puppets.

Going further inside, the storage box full of mineral gravel collapsed and collapsed. An alien female correction pointed at something anxiously. Her bare feet were pink and cute, which was very pitiful.

Behind her, there was a boatman who was running around in a panic.It is not difficult to see that before the crisis, everyone was trying their best to save the cargo.

Perhaps there will be countless feasts of spirit stones waiting for this ship to return, but the sudden sea monster disrupted their rhythm.

"What are you doing out here!" Wen Fang's roar came from behind, interrupting Wen Sheng's footsteps.

Wen Fang landed on the deck in an instant, intending to throw Wen Sheng back before the skeleton wraith rushed back.

It's just that the moment before he touched Wen Sheng's chest, the whole Rumenghai's singing stopped suddenly.

Wen Fang's fingertips were stiff, and his expression was still sullen.

Time stood still, and the treasure ship and the sea fog formed a silent giant painting.

Only Wen Sheng blinked, held Wen Fang's wrist stretched out in front of his chest, and turned into a ray of light that instantly entered the brows of the female cultivator from a different race not far away.

Entering the Sea of ​​Consciousness of Others is because Wen Sheng wants Wen Fang to see other people's inner demons with his own eyes.

No one can escape the temptation of the sea monster, it can make people face the darkest filth in their hearts.

"Where is this?"

There is an inn in front of me, the street is empty, but the inn is full of chatter and laughter.

Wen lowered his consciousness and squeezed Wen Sheng's wrist, extremely vigilant, "There are ghosts here, don't run around."

"This place is a dream." Hearing the sound, he didn't break free and walked straight to the inn.

"What? Whose dream? Are we still following the way of the sea monster?" Wen Fang immediately followed.

"A shipgirl."

As soon as I heard the words, I was interrupted by the greeting of the waiter in the store, "Hey, seniors, do you want to stay in the store or drink?"

This kind of small town of cultivating immortals does not have a living hall in charge of accommodation and entry and exit, and some of them don't even have a city lord's mansion.

"Drink, sit in the hall." Wen Sheng responded casually.

Wen Fang didn't interrupt, he looked at the joking drinkers in the hall, trying to find out the "boat lady" that Wen Sheng was talking about.

But at a glance, there are all old men, not a single woman.

Just when Wen Fang was puzzled, the restrictions in the back kitchen fluctuated, and no one came out, and a loud female voice spread throughout the lobby, "I've been waiting for a long time! The newly baked deer leg! Everyone, whoever comes first ?”

"here!"

"I want it!"

"As long as it's made by Fairy Nange herself, even deer urine should be appreciated!"

The woman was wearing an exotic leather dress, her porcelain-colored legs and arms were exposed outside the leather, she was wearing a ring while walking, and she laughed heartily.

However, what attracted Wen Fang the most was the woman's bare feet, which were more delicate than Lingyu.He had never seen a monk with such a pair of gorgeous and unparalleled feet.

Most of the gazes of the male cultivators present were indeed on her feet.For the rest, the arms and legs were floating back and forth around her waist.

Wen Fang felt a little weird watching this scene, and asked impatiently: "Is this the boat girl you mentioned? Why do we want to watch her dream? These male cultivators make me feel uncomfortable."

If he hadn't heard the sound present, he would have slashed these people with his sword.

Wen Sheng took a sip of wine, "Keep watching, don't ask, don't make a move, don't make a move."

Although Wen Fang was puzzled, he still endured it.

The deer legs on Fairy Nange's plate were quickly eaten up. She said a few joking words and slapped away the hands that were unintentionally stuck to her buttocks, and said goodbye, "The kitchen needs to be watched, and Nange has to prepare A dish, please wait a moment..."

Halfway through the conversation, he was interrupted by a male cultivator, "What's the hurry, Fairy Nange? I still have something to talk to Fairy about."

This person is not very old, and he should have some prestige in the city. As soon as he opened his mouth, everyone else shut up one after another.

The smile on Fairy Nan Ge's face was slightly stiff, but fortunately she recovered quickly, and stepped forward considerately, "What orders does Mr. Ruan have?"

The young man surnamed Ruan took advantage of Nan Ge's compromise, leaned his body up and scanned the lobby, motioning for Nan Ge to listen.

After Nan Ge leaned over, he said in a voice that everyone could hear clearly: "When you close the shop at night, I will find someone to pick you up."

As soon as these words came out, almost everyone turned pale in an uproar.

"Fairy Nange, you..."

"I didn't expect that the seemingly innocent Fairy Nange would be so..."

"Slut! Shameless!"

Some people hesitated to speak, some people started to scold, and almost everyone's eyes were stained with contempt and disdain, and they didn't want to be with them.

Many low-level monks have never had the opportunity to build a foundation in their lives. They live more like a maggot than a person.

Wen Fang couldn't bear it, seeing Nan Ge who was flushing with anger in the hall who wanted to explain but couldn't say anything, drew his sword and was about to rush out.

However, a hand blocked his way, "Forget what I said?"

"I'm going to take action! A room full of hypocrites!" Wen Fang argued.

He was not as excited as he heard the sound, and calmly said: "Do you want to kill Fairy Nange?"

"Why should I kill her? She is a weakling, an ant." There was a deep indifference in the words.

It seems that not killing her is just because she looks down on her, not the so-called pity.

Hearing the sound, he didn't say much, and turned his head to signal him to look outside.

While the two were talking, the scene around them had changed at some point, and it was replaced by a messy bedroom.

Wen Fang's gaze followed the blood at his feet all the way to the bed.

There was a silent corpse lying on the couch, Wen Fang recognized that it was Mr. Ruan who molested Fairy Nan Ge in the lobby just now.

A subdued whimper sounded from the veil in the corner, and Wen Fang finally noticed that there was a person hidden inside, a naked woman.

Her body was wrapped in the gauze curtain like a silkworm chrysalis unwilling to leave the nest, but Wen Fang still recognized her identity from her bare pink jade feet, it was Nan Ge.

"She...she killed this beast?" Wen Fang confirmed to Wen Sheng.

Wen Sheng nodded, "Do you still think she is an ant?"

Wen Fang was just silent and didn't speak.

Soon the scene changed again, this time Wen Fang looked a little familiar, it was the treasure ship that he met before falling into the dream, but it was not at sea, but parked at the pier.

The intact storage box on the ship told Wen Fang that he was still in a dream at this moment.

Wen lowered his consciousness to look for the figure of Fairy Nan Ge, and after a while, he saw him dragging a male cultivator in Taoist robes from downstairs.

It was night at this time, and there were no passengers on the deck, and even the boatmen were few.

"Daoist Qiu contributed a lot to getting this batch of talc. Thank you Nan Ge again." The woman's smile was not as happy as in the past, shy and timid, but the same thing was still pitiful.

Daoist Qiu glanced past the woman's ankle, and bowed to help her up, "The fairy and I each get what we need, so we don't deserve a word of thanks."

"Qiu Daoist has always been informal," Nan Ge giggled twice, and the two gradually walked to the bow, "I heard that Daoist Priest loves the immortal wine from Sizhou, next time when Nange comes to Youzhou again, I will go with Daoist Priest Drink enough!"

"Fairy Nan Ge has a heart," Daoist Qiu was moved by the flickering lights of the boat, "It's been half a year since the journey, the sea voyage is inherently dangerous, has Fairy ever thought about it?"

"It's all just asking for food, how can you have the right to think about these things?"

Nan Ge didn't want to talk too much, but talked about another matter, tentatively, "Qiu Daochang, the talc we transported has now opened up in various auction houses in Sizhou. Let's see when Rolling Stone can..."

Listening to the conversation, the two were obviously discussing business matters.Wen Fang withdrew his gaze, with a serious expression, "The talc and rolling stone they are talking about are the ones in the Hundred Alchemy Formula?"

Hundred alchemy is a very popular elixir among casual cultivators, it can break through the limitations of the spiritual root and forcibly broaden the meridians and improve the potential, it is very domineering.

It sounds like a good thing, but it's not.

This thing has a lot of side effects, like the tail iris, the easier it is to encounter bottlenecks in the later stage, and it will make people go crazy.

Therefore, some more formal sects will prohibit their disciples from taking Hundred Alchemy, and only some underground auction houses have it.

As for the raw materials, most of them are produced in Youzhou, and the large mine veins are controlled by Buddhism, and only a few are occupied by aristocratic families.

This Daoist Qiu is obviously not a monk, he is probably a son of some aristocratic family.

Wen Sheng explained clearly in a few words, Wen Fang didn't know whether he was puzzled or sighed after hearing it, "I didn't expect her to start a gray business."

While speaking, another accident occurred at the bow of the boat, only to hear that Daoist Qiu shout: "Nange!"

Wen Fang raised his head quickly, and saw a long sword passing through the abdomen of Daoist Qiu, and the hilt was in Nan Ge's hand.

Nan Ge turned his back to Wen Sheng and the two brothers, and Wen Fang could only see Qiu Daochang's eyes full of shock and pain.

He was a little confused by the scene.

Fortunately, Nan Ge quickly answered his doubts, "Isn't it good to just talk about business? Why do you have to talk about the illusory future?

Really I don't know what you want?Damn it, you men are damned! "

Even if he only listened to the sound, Wen Fang could imagine how ferocious Nan Ge's face was at this moment.

He subconsciously took two steps towards the bow, but soon realized that everything in front of him was an illusion, a fake, and Nan Ge's demon.

This cognition made Wen Fang feel a little complicated.

But Wen Sheng also said at this moment, "Now, do you still think she is weak?"

When she first saw Nan Ge, she was clearly a weak person who could not help herself. Later, she killed the villain who harmed her, and completely lost hope for men and even her own future.

She became numb in the disappointment and pain again and again, so that when the real hope appeared, she ruthlessly killed it with her own hands.In the end, he became the villain she hated the most.

Irony?

Wen Fang felt that he was even more sarcastic.

No one cared what happened to the two people at the bow, Wen Sheng secretly noticed Wen Fang's expression, and felt that he was almost shaken, so he took him away from the dreamland quietly.

Back on the deck, time still stood still, but before Wen Fang found out, the scene in front of him changed again.

After hearing the sound, he entered the dream of a young boatman. In his dream, he was entangled by a witch who looked exactly like Nan Ge.

In front of people, the boatman is an honest handyman, but in his dream, he is a tyrant who dominates the goddess in his dream.

There was also a one-armed male cultivator crying with his head in his arms at the stern.

There were only two scenes in his dream repeatedly, one was the hysteria when the Taoist companion was raped by someone, and the other was the laughing maniacally when he killed the enemy with his hands.

How crazy you laugh in your dream is how painful you cry in reality.

Wen Fang saw the darkness that everyone was brooding on, and he really discovered a truth-everyone has inner demons.

Everyone has unspeakable pain, and it is right to hear it.

This thought made Wen Fang struggle.

If everyone has inner demons, then what's the point of his way?What he wants to kill is evil, but the evil in this world is inexhaustible...

"This is not right... this is not right..."

Wen Fang covered his head, seemingly in extreme pain.

"Have you seen it?" Wen Sheng was unwilling to let him go, "Everyone has inner demons that cannot be escaped."

"No! I don't believe it!" Wen Fang's eyes were red, his persistence was hard to understand, "What does this mean? Does it mean that my killings for more than 600 years were all wrong? I don't believe it!"

I have never seen Wen Fang struggling in such pain, and I can't bear to hear the sound, but I don't want to soften my heart.

Just as he was about to say something more, he might as well have heard a soft and soft voice sounding from above his head——

"It shows that good and evil are only between one thought. Even sometimes, there is no clear boundary between the two."

"Why are you here?" This person, heard and recognized.

The man pointed to Wen Fang at the side, and said bluntly: "Wait for him."

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