Every assassination of Xianjun fails [Transmigration Book]

Beside the hospital bed, the red light of the heart rate monitor flickered slightly.

Twelve midnight.

"Trigger the 'Book Soul System', the original target is locked——"

Yuan Qinghang was shocked and opened his eyes on the hospital bed.

It was empty, and there was a snow-white screen in the distance, and the ancient pictures slowly unfolded.

Surrounded by green mountains, the fairy air is floating.

On the edge of the steep cliff, there were two men standing opposite each other, both of them were tall and straight, with handsome profiles.

One of the handsome young men was wearing a snow-white robe of the Immortal Sect, with a cold and arrogant expression, his sword eyebrows slightly frowned;

The other handsome young man was thinner, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth, and cunning in his eyes.

And he was holding a long sword in his hand, the sword was shining brightly, and it was piercing straight into the chest of the handsome young man opposite!

On the edge of the screen, there is a line of flying regular script: "He gritted his teeth cruelly, smiled grinningly and stabbed with the sword, hitting the chest of the cold and solemn fairy opposite."

Yuan Qinghang rubbed his eyes in surprise.

what's the situation?

Why is this murderous young man holding his face?

In the vast world, the off-screen voice sounded.

"Hello, male supporting role, this is the original book "Immortals and Demons". Since the original book has collapsed, the book-traveling system is randomly activated—"

Yuan Qinghang: "???"

No wonder that sentence is so familiar, I remembered the last paragraph at the end of the book I was flipping through last night.

The system silently projected a paragraph on the big screen.

The latest chapter of "Immortals and Demons"——

The author has something to say: "The comment area is too noisy, this article is about eunuchs, immortals and demons have different paths, and we will never see each other again."

Yuan Qinghang: "..."

Coincidentally, I happened to see a red article on the list yesterday, claiming that the abuser abused the body and the whole family. I clicked in and scanned a few long reviews, and suddenly found that the name of the male partner was the same as my own!

He looked at the screen carefully: "This puppet boy who is still so handsome after being stabbed is the male protagonist?"

The system replied perfunctorily: "Obviously."

Yuan Qinghang pointed to the handsome young man with his face, grinning and murderous: "My identity... is this?"

System: "The first male supporting villain in this book, nicknamed 'Smiling Rentu', is Yuan Qinghang, the young master of the Demon Sect."

Wow, no wonder, she smiled so viciously and cruelly, her color was like a spring flower.

System: "Unfortunately, you are disguised as a vicious villain who will be killed in the end. According to the original book, when you were young, you once fed the male lead poison that pierced the intestines and eroded bones;"

"When I was a teenager, I plotted against the male lead with a smirk, and pushed the blind male lead down the waterfall;"

"Again, he grinned grimly at the pit text and stabbed the male lead with a sword, and was killed in the end."

Yuan Qinghang: "..."

This male partner has done so many vicious things, it seems a bit frenzied.

He suddenly asked nonchalantly, "What's the fate of this supporting actor?"

System: "The original book is messed up, no one knows about it. But according to the convention, it's nothing more than being shot through the heart by the hero, or digging out the heart and liver, and there is no whole body to die, right?"

Yuan Qinghang was silent for a while, and said happily: "It's all here, so stay!"

"Huh, the acceptance rate is so good?" The system adjusted the information, and suddenly froze, "...So I'm sick."

Before I can remember, my parents died together in a car accident.Yuan was born with severe heart disease, and had been lying on the hospital bed for more than ten years. Fortunately, his inheritance was quite rich, so he usually passed the time by reading novels.

This kind of life, maybe I really want to start it all over again.

Even if you live in an inexplicable book, even if you know that you may die without a whole body, and the ending is miserable.

……

The world is spinning, and the vision gradually becomes clear from blurred.Yuan Qinghang slowly opened his eyes.

A lot of information flooded into his head, including the setting of this book and the memory of the original owner, which made his head swell.

The place where it is located is an antique room with pea green and snow white gauze curtains above the head, and silver curtain hooks with coiled dragons slanted on it.

A faint fragrance came from the nose, and not far away, a lying censer with a hollowed out lotus pattern exhaled smoke.

Waiting for the dizziness to pass completely, Yuan Qinghang lowered his head, his eyes were dull.

These little brocade boots by the bed...children's, right?

Barefoot, he hurriedly jumped out of the bed, threw himself on the desk by the window, grabbed the bronze mirror to look at it, and was dumbfounded.

What a young master with red lips and white teeth, brocade clothes and jade robes.

His hair was black, and tied with a gold ring.The small face is a bit round and bun-shaped, and the eyes are black and bright like grape pearls. He looks forward to it, proud and arrogant.

"System, garbage system, are you there? What's the situation?"

After a long time, the system's voice sounded: "In order to compensate you, the time for you to wear the book has been advanced a little bit."

Yuan Qinghang looked at his poor height, and then at the young Mrs. Zheng in the mirror: "Is this called a little bit?"

"Have you made a lot of money? You have more than ten years to live before you are killed by the male lead."

Yuan Qinghang: "..."

When he is stupid?Wouldn't it be okay to kill a ghost, avoid the male lead for the rest of your life, never meet him, and never harm him?

Just as she was thinking, a slender, round-faced little maid opened the door curtain with a smile.

Seeing Yuan Qinghang, she hurried over: "Young master, why are you barefoot? Be careful to get cold."

Yuan Qinghang was picked up from the ground with one hand by her, and she couldn't break free even though she struggled hard.

In my memory, this young lady is called Shuangjiang, the little maid who has served him personally since childhood.She only looks about fifteen or sixteen years old, but why is she so strong!

Shuang Jiang saw that his little face was tense and flushed, and he pursed his lips and smiled: "Young master got up so early today, is he going to torment that little medicine man that was newly arrested again?"

Yuan Qinghang felt a terrible premonition in his heart.

Small, medicine, people?

He was silent for a while: "...what medicine man?"

Shuang Jiang was a little surprised: "Young master, why did you forget that Guardian Zuo arrested a group of immortal disciples from Shennong Valley a few days ago, and there was a little medicine boy among them who was very stubborn, which made you lose your temper. Didn't you lock him up in the prison?" Next door, feeding poison to play, saying that you want to become a little medicine man?"

Yuan Qinghang fell to the ground trembling and almost sprained his foot.

I remembered.

At such a young age, the original owner has already started to follow the plot line of torturing and killing decent people!

Shuang Jiang quickly supported him, a little worried: "Young master, what happened to you today?"

The pretty little face was blushing for a while, and then turned pale again.

The usually lively black eyes are now straightened, as if he has lost his soul.

After staying for a long while, Yuan Qinghang raised his head and looked at the little maid: "How is that little medicine man doing now?"

Shuang Jiang glanced at him: "Yesterday, you fed a handful of Burning Heart Weed, and I'm afraid I won't feel well this night."

It's a pity that such a handsome little guy was tortured to the brink of death within a few days after he was arrested.

……

Yuan Qinghang rushed out: If it was a little later, no one would be killed, right?

He pushed hard to open the medicine storage room next door, took a look, and took a deep breath.

In the huge medicine room, there were medicine cabinets all around, all reaching to the ceiling, and the pungent medicine smell hit his face, making him shiver.

In the middle of the wide room, there is a huge long case with various suspicious instruments scattered on it.

Sharp knives, medicine pestles, silver needles, and shackles.

A few thick ropes hung from the four corners of the long case, resembling beef tendons, and there was a faint glint of blood on them.

On the long case, a boy was tied up on his back, his limbs were spread wide, his wrists and ankles were entangled with chains like animal tendons, and he was tightly bound.

Wearing a thin moon-white fairy robe, the ganoderma logo of Shennong Valley is embroidered on the skirt.Eyes closed, motionless.

Damn!

Yuan Qinghang hurried up and looked at the side face of the boy.

He was about the same age as him, and although his face was still young, he could still tell that his face was as white as porcelain, his eyebrows as distant as mountains, and he had the good looks of a natural protagonist.

Her black eyelashes were long and black, her eye circles were blue, and there was a trace of blood on her haggard thin lips.

so poor!Will the protagonist be so miserable?

Originally, Yuan Qinghang dared not even kill chickens. When he saw snails in the garden of the hospital, he had to walk around them carefully. He felt sorry for him, and hurriedly tried to tear the tendons on his body, but he couldn't move them.

Naturally, he turned around the boy's limp body and pointed at the knot that bound his wrist.

A gust of spiritual energy was like a small arrow, hitting the knot in the middle.

A silver light flashed, and the spirit-locking talisman floated down.

Yuan Qinghang was taken aback for a moment, then looked down at his hand, very pleasantly surprised.

Sure enough, it has the knowledge and skill points of the original body, possesses spiritual power, and is in the late stage of Qi refining.

Compared with the weak life in the past, the world of Xianxia is so refreshing and interesting!

But at this moment, something strange happened in the corner of his eye.

The boy curled up his fingers slightly, blood was dripping from his white wrist.

In a daze, Yuan Qinghang's heart burst into alarm bells. At this moment, the boy's closed eyes suddenly opened, and met the eyes of Yuan Qinghang who was close by.

Those were a pair of unusually beautiful eyes, black and bright like lacquer, with a cold light shining inside.

In an instant, he jumped up from the long table, and with the chains on his body, he strangled Yuan Qinghang's neck.

A black object was sharp and cold, and then reached his throat.

"Don't move, or I'll kill you." The slightly hoarse childish voice was childish, but the words were clear and indifferent.

Yuan Qinghang felt a pain in his neck: "..."

Careless.

No wonder he felt that something was wrong, it was just that his wrists were tied, where did the blood come from.

I dare say that the boy hid a bone spur from an alien animal and was secretly cutting the rope.

Shuang Jiang was originally standing at the door, watching him messing around with a smile, but suddenly something happened, his face changed drastically, and he scolded in a charming voice, "Bold! If you dare to touch our young master's oily skin, our left protector will peel off your skin. Your tendons are cramped. Hurry up and let the young master go!"

The boy was unmoved, and lightly picked down the bone spur in his hand, and a stream of blood immediately flowed from Yuanqing Hangxue's white and tender neck.

Yuan Qinghang shuddered and took a deep breath.

It hurts!

In the past, he had been ill in the real world for more than ten years. Although he was sick, he had never suffered any injuries.

Not long after he passed through, he bled and was scratched on the neck by the future protagonist.

The world of Xianxia is indeed extremely dangerous, with blood flying everywhere.

"You dare to yell, your young master is not just skin and flesh." I don't know how many messy medicinal soups he has been given in the past few days. It sounds like the boy's throat is a little burnt, but his tone is as cold as an iceberg.

Shuang Jiang stomped his feet anxiously, but finally dared not move again: "You little child, why are you so vicious!"

Yuan Qinghang stiffened his neck: "..."

As expected of a member of the Demon Sect, he is very good at turning black and white.

They arrested a bunch of Shennonggu's disciples indiscriminately, fed them medicines and tested them, humiliated them, and even a little medicine boy was not spared.

Especially the original owner of his body, whose parents died when he was young, was doted on by the left and right protectors of the Demon Sect, who became lawless and extremely arrogant.

Seeing a beautiful person of the same age caught, it was like seeing some rare plaything. At first, it was just teasing and playing, but this little drug boy was hard-boned and refused to bow down. This annoyed Yuan Qinghang, and immediately turned over Face.

He was beaten and poisoned again, and when he got excited about playing, he was locked up in high spirits and imprisoned in the medicine storage room next to the bedroom, saying that he wanted to become an obedient little medicine man.

... As expected, he is a genuine little devil. At such a small size, he looks like an anti-social personality!