I am poor, I installed [Quick Transmigration]

"Well……"

Ji Yunmin survived ninety-nine and eighty-one thunderstorms, his meridians were severed beyond recognition, and he was thrown on the ground by Rong Huai, but he was still alive. His inner mansion was also split open, revealing the crystal clear jade spirit inside. It is precisely because of the continuous supply of spiritual power from this spiritual vein that it retains a glimmer of life for him.

In the face of such solid evidence, Yuan Lingtian's eyes widened in disbelief, almost vomiting blood: "Ji, Yun, you lied to me—"

He thought that Ji Yunmin was a poor little boy who was not welcomed in the sect, so he cared for him in every possible way, but he didn't expect that Ji Yunmin didn't need his pity at all, and even planned to use them to fulfill his own way.

After the great distress, he was struck by lightning a few times and finally woke him up.

If it wasn't for Ji Yunmin's suggestion to use Yingzhu to repair the spirit veins, they would not have taken a step.

Now that Yuan Lingtian's Yuanying was shattered by the thunder calamity, and has since become a mortal fate, he put all the blame on Ji Yunmin.

The lingering powers around him also stared at Ji Yunmin. If their bodies didn't allow it, they would have wished to tear this bitch apart.

Ji Yunmin lay limp on the ground, enduring the severe pain of bursting meridians all over his body, shattering bones and burning skin. Facing the hateful gazes of others, he made a huh huh sound in his throat. He wanted to explain, but he couldn't make a sound.

The system was terrified when it saw it: "It's too miserable, it's too miserable, Ji Yunmin is really too miserable..."

It still remembers that in the original plot, Ji Yunmin has countless admirers, and the suitors can form a small sect in the cultivation world. People also betrayed their relatives, lying on the ground and lingering.

In contrast to the hatchback, the core drivers of the system are trembling uncontrollably.

"Actually, I didn't intend to torture him like this, I just wanted to expose his face and let him experience the feeling of being betrayed by others," Rong Huai said, "But he was wrong... he shouldn't have set his plan on Ying Zhu's head. "

Just like when Ying Zhu met Rong Huai, things would ignite instantly, Ying Zhu is also Rong Huai's untouchable back scale.

The system was caught off guard and another mouthful of dog food was sprinkled: Okay, both of you, please lock it in place!

Rong Huai casually walked past the collapsed people, until he reached the center of the stone altar, then squatted down, tapped the ground lightly with his finger bones, "Come out."

System: "Host, who are you talking to?"

As soon as it finished speaking, a voice floated from under the floor tiles of the stone altar. It couldn't tell the difference between male and female, but the voice was quite weak: "Rong Xianchang..."

Everyone's attention was attracted again. In fact, there was no need for this voice to introduce themselves. They also guessed that it was probably the spiritual consciousness of the spirit vein.

Somewhat unexpected, but within reason, ordinary stones can become refined, and spiritual veins are born with the opening of the cultivation world. It is normal for ten thousand years to give birth to spiritual consciousness.

"Do you want the spiritual pulse from Ji Yunmin's inner mansion?" Rong Huai asked.

Lingmai had been on the sidelines before, and was quite afraid of Ronghuai, especially because Lei Jie had made it suffer a lot. It didn't dare to lie, and said submissively: "I think... that's my soul."

The so-called spiritual marrow is the heart of the entire spiritual vein. As long as the spiritual vein is continuous, the spiritual marrow will continuously provide Ji Yunmin with spiritual energy. It can be said that the spiritual marrow completely binds the life and death of Ji Yunmin and the spiritual vein together.

"Then I'll return him to you." Rong Huai walked over carrying Ji Yunmin.

Ji Yunmin was so frightened that his limbs trembled, he couldn't open his mouth and couldn't speak, he could only stare wide-eyed in fear, tears welled up in his eyes, and shook his head desperately: "No, no..." He once cried so much in a fake way. Many times, only this time it is absolutely true.

Sensing the approach of the spirit marrow, the spirit vein trembled slightly with excitement, causing the whole earth to tremble three times.

The previous thunder robbed several cracks on the surface of the ground, exposing the spiritual veins below. There was a broken spot in it. As soon as Ji Yunmin's body fell on it, the white jade-like spiritual veins continued to extend, covering his entire body. Like building a wall, Ji Yunmin, who was dripping with tears, was firmly built into the spiritual veins.

There is ample spiritual energy in the spirit veins, which guarantees that Ji Yunmin will live forever, but it is built into it to maintain this appearance forever.Although the brain can rotate, it cannot move or speak. It can be said that life is worse than death.

Ji Yunmin, who had completely merged with the spirit vein, still maintained a terrified expression, tears permanently condensed in the spirit vein like bubbles.

Rong Huai leaned over and poked with his hand, only touching the hard ground.

The system hiccupped in fright: "Live, specimen!"

When it thinks that the host is already extremely cruel, the host can refresh its upper limit of cognition again, and prove with strength what it means that you dare to touch my old attack, and I will make your life worse than death and regret it.

There was a chuckle on the corner of Rong Huai's mouth, everyone looked at that smile and shuddered, even the system wanted to kneel on the ground and beg him not to laugh.

After recovering the spirit marrow, a light rain fell over Lushan Mountain. Many moss grew on the spirit veins at a speed visible to the naked eye, and dense bushes grew. The small saplings took root and sprouted, and in a blink of an eye, they grew into towering trees. It was barren The scorched earth is full of vitality again, just like the former Lushan Plain, the surface is covered with moss, and it is impossible for normal people to find the spiritual veins on the ground when they walk by.

Unless you lie on the ground and observe carefully, you will see Ji Yunmin's terrified face under your feet.

The spiritual consciousness of Lingmai sounded again, and said in an ignorant voice: "Thank you, thank you——"

"You're welcome." Rong Huai said.

Lingzhi said again: "You are really a good person."

The system was still immersed in the shuddering fear, but when it heard the words of spiritual consciousness, it made a "puchi" and then laughed: "Host, he is sending you a good person card."

Rong Huai's expression was not a smile, he didn't respond to his spiritual sense anymore, he straightened up contentedly, and his eyes fell on the mighty men who were limp on the ground.

When the powerful people saw Shang Ronghuai's gaze, their livers trembled and they shivered.

They all saw what Rong Huai had done before, and the fear of Rong Huai climbed to the elder sister.

Before they were still cultivated, they were played all over the place, but now they have lost their cultivation and become mortals. If they catch up again, wouldn't they just give away their heads purely?

The next one to be buried alive might be himself.

Even if you don't take your own life seriously, you still have to pay attention to those spiritual treasures that you lost in order to survive, right?

The spirit treasure that has been accumulated for a lifetime has just changed a life, and no matter what happens, it cannot be thrown away casually.

As long as people are alive, being a mortal is fine.

After experiencing life and death, they have nothing else to ask for.

Only Elder Gu was thinking about fighting for his strength, so he wanted to ask Elder Yinzong what he thought. He thought that a person with such an upright and violent temper would definitely go up with him.

As a result, when he turned his head, the elder Yinzong shrank himself into a worm and lay on the ground, just to avoid attracting Rong Huai's attention.

Elder Gu: "..." Damn it, the descendants of Huanlong, I think they are the descendants of worms!He is stronger than anyone else in shouting slogans, and he is more cowardly than anyone else when encountering problems!

As a result, he also retreated.

Rong Huai didn't pay attention to this group of mobsters with their heads buried in tortoises, he found a tree on the spot, sat down against the trunk, and waited quietly.

After recovering a little bit of strength, everyone stood up from the ground by holding me and I holding you. Everyone was in shabby clothes, and no one should laugh at the other. They each shed tears of sympathy. Dare to ask Rong Huai: "Rong, Fellow Daoist Rong, are you not leaving?"

Rong Huai: "I'm waiting for someone."

Who is Rong Huai waiting for?That must be Ying Zhu.

It's almost time to calculate.

Everyone's scalp was numb, and the fear that had been relieved just now occupied the high ground of thought again.Think about how their lives would be lost as soon as Ying Zhu arrived. The people who had been limp on the ground all tried their best to stand up, and even the lame ones flopped on the ground like dead fish.

Not letting go is definitely not much better than Ji Yunmin.

People can always burst out unexpected willpower in desperation, and everyone supports each other and moves out of the woods.

Rong Huai was sitting under the tree, and the system felt strange: "Host, you actually let these people go?"

"For monks, the most terrifying thing is not death, but becoming a mortal. After all, the most tormenting thing in the world is not not getting it, but losing it after getting it..." Rong Huai said with a soft smile: "My My relatives, friends, wives and children still look the same, but I am slowly getting old, because I have lost my cultivation, I can’t do anything, and I gradually don’t have a place for myself in the sect or in the family... This kind of life is chronic torture.”

The system trembled: "Whooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooohost, I have goosebumps all over me." Today's stimulation requires at least ten sweet action movies to relieve its shadow!

In less than half an hour, Rong Huai was taking a nap under the tree, when he was suddenly pulled into a strong and hot chest, he opened his eyes in a daze, buried his face in Ying Zhu's chest muscles and arched: "It's so slow, I've been waiting for you."

"My fault," Ying Zhu embraced his hair lightly, and told the story in his ear. It turned out that the place Ying Zhu learned from the disciples of the Water Mirror Sect was Mount Lushan. , thinking that he went to find his master to seek revenge, so he deliberately reported the wrong direction before he died.

Lushan originally meant a mountain, and there are at least a dozen of the same place names on the territory of the cultivation world, which means that Ying Zhu crossed the entire continent of the cultivation world at least seven or eight times in two hours.

As for the fact that he couldn't find Rong Huai, he almost went crazy and burned more than a dozen hills, which caused the severance of life and the loss of life, which he concealed.

Rong Huai thought he was going to appease a runaway Yingzhu, but he didn't expect Yingzhu to control his tyrannical temper this time, and he was quite relieved.

He didn't know that Yingzhu had vented a long time ago.

"Where are those people?" Ying Zhu caught a glimpse of the blood-stained ground nearby, and his heart suddenly twitched: "Are you injured?"

"Everyone has been dealt with by me," Rong Huai sat in his arms and raised his face, with a meaningful smile on the corner of his mouth: "Whether I'm injured or not, you can feel it and you'll know?"

Ying Zhu touched his soft and white cheeks: "You still flirt with me at a time like this?" Seeing that Ronghuai was stepping on the ground with bare feet and no shoes on, he hugged him horizontally.

Rubbing against the scorching palm, Rong Huai let out a sigh of comfort, his cheeks were a little red, and his eyes were watery: "Don't you want to?"

The clothes rubbed against each other felt intimate and vivid, Ying Zhu held his hand and twisted it behind his back: "Think."

Holding the soft body in his arms tightly, Ying Zhu lowered his head and was about to speak, but found that Rong Huai had passed out from exhaustion, and was softly and weakly pillowed on his chest.

Ying Zhu caressed the back of the person in his arms, his heart seemed to be wrapped in warm water.

He knew that Rong Huai was comforting him, hugging and comforting each other in their favorite way.

The warmth of being cared made him feel as if he was wrapped in warm water, and his irritability and restlessness seemed to be soothed by a hand.

Rong Huai cared so much about him.

Ying Zhu lightly folded the skirt of the person in his arms, even in his sleep, Rong Huai could feel his breath and cuddled into his arms relyingly, Ying Zhu's heart turned into a puddle of water, he lowered his head and lightly touched the corner of Rong Huai's mouth He pecked lightly:

"There will never be such a thing again in the future...",