Every assassination of Xianjun fails [Transmigration Book]

Several people had a long conversation in the retreat room, and before they knew it, it was already late at night.

Yuan Qinghang listened carefully at first, but after listening, he finally couldn't beat the serious injuries on his body, and felt more and more tired. He sat by the wall, his head sank little by little.

Yu Wenhan had been staring at him quietly, seeing his body tilted, he quickly stretched out his hand and caught him carefully.

He moved his body, laid Yuan Qinghang flat, rested his head on his lap, and found a comfortable angle.

Ji Banxia also fell silent, and both of them looked down at the sleeping Yuan Qinghang with different expressions.

After all, Yuan Qinghang had exhausted a lot of energy and suffered serious injuries. Just now, he was trying to talk happily with Yu Wenhan, but now he fell asleep, and his young face suddenly showed paleness and fatigue.

Although there were all kinds of precious medicinal pills to replenish in time, and the wound was treated with the best treatment, the lower eyes were still faintly blue, and a pair of eyebrows were slightly frowned, completely lacking the usual cunning and agile appearance.

After a long while, Yu Wenhan suddenly said: "I'm going out now, and tell the immortals all over the world that our Yuwen family has a descendant, and Qinghang is Muyun's biological child, and also the eldest grandson of our Yuwen family."

Ji Banxia was noncommittal: "Sorry, his surname is Yuan."

Yu Wenhan's face turned red: "Who said he should change his surname? He can have whatever surname he likes, and the old man just wants to give him a title."

Ji Banxia said indifferently: "You didn't give him the title of mother back then, but now you don't have to give it to your grandson."

Yu Wenhan was sad and grieved again: "Is the Yuan family so overbearing? I'm old-fashioned and pedantic, but I deserve to be ignorant of the existence of my own grandson for the rest of my life, so should the grandparents never know each other?"

Ji Banxia sneered and said: "Miss Yuan was injured by your second son, and she lost her fetal gas, so she died during childbirth. It is not an exaggeration to say that it was your Yuwen family who killed her. There is enmity, his father died before he was born, and the Yuwen family has never supported him for a day, the meaning of the Yuan Sect Master is that he is not allowed to recognize his ancestors and return to the clan for the rest of his life."

Yu Wenhan was in a daze, and after a while he said sadly: "I'm sorry for him. But I won't force him to return to our Yuwen house, but I just announced to the outside world that such a good child is the queen of Muyun, this...isn't that okay?" ?”

Ji Banxia was silent for a moment, and then said lightly: "When he gets better, let him listen to himself."

Yu Wenhan was finally overjoyed, with tears in his eyes: "Okay, okay. Then it depends on his own idea. Everything in Yuwen's family belongs to him. When he comes back, he will be the heir of the family. No one can grab him!"

This child is as innocent and kind-hearted as his father. Considering his age and his helplessness, can he bear to be alienated from Yuwen's family?

Ji Banxia snorted: "Is our Demon Sect lacking something for him? You should save the wealth of your Yuwen family to his cousin Yuwenli. I'm afraid that Qinghang will be hidden by others just like his father. He was regarded as a thorn in the side, and lost his life inexplicably without knowing it.”

Yu Wenhan was ashamed and angry at the same time: "No, I will never allow this kind of thing to happen again!"

His voice was excited, and Yuan Qinghang, who was sleeping on his lap, was awakened and barely opened his eyes.

The dark eyeballs were hidden in the thin slits, and there was a glimmer of watery light.Before he fully woke up, he raised his head and saw Yu Wenhan's red eyes, stretched out his hand in a daze, and grabbed his sleeve.

"Grandpa...don't be sad, I'm fine." He muttered, his tone naturally a little coquettish, "Uncle Ji doesn't allow me to drink now. When I get better, I'll drink with you. "

He has been close to Ji Banxia since he was a child, and he often acted like a baby in front of him. At this moment, Ji Banxia is beside him, which makes him inexplicably at ease. He naturally gets close to this gray-haired pro-grandpa.

Yu Wenhan's beard trembled, his heart ached and he couldn't help himself: "Okay, okay, grandpa will wait for you to recover."

Yuan Qinghang smiled slightly, his spirits were sluggish, and he fell into a deep sleep again.

Yu Wenhan gently stroked a strand of hair hanging on his forehead, and said in a low voice for a while: "Guardian Ji, can you persuade him? When he gets better, take him away. The calamity should not be carried by a young man like him."

Ji Banxia said angrily: "I can persuade him. He looks like he is smiling every day. He seems to be obedient and well-behaved. It can be confirmed that even eight horses can't pull him back!"

Yu Wenhan sighed, and asked in a daze, "Has he urinated like this since he was a child?"

Ji Banxia said: "Anyway, it's been like this since I was by my side. It looks flexible and smart, but it's actually stubborn."

Yu Wenhan was fascinated: "He is too much like Mu Yun... Mu Yun was so kind-hearted when he was a child, and he always insisted on big things. No matter who says it, he will not easily change what he believes."

Ji Banxia resentfully said: "I said, just follow my father. No matter how Li Hongling and I teach him to be cruel, we can't break it."

The two were relatively speechless, and their hearts were full of turbulent waves.

I don't know what time it is outside, but the stone room is quiet and peaceful.

Yu Wenhan suddenly smiled: "Okay, since I can't persuade him, I will accompany him with my old bones. Hehe, the young master of the Demon Sect... is also majestic and domineering. Whatever he wants to do, our Yuwen family will try our best to do it." Just support."

Ji Banxia's face looked better now, but she didn't know what to think of, and she was suddenly stunned.

"Really, no matter what he does, do you support it?" He looked inexplicably strange, squinting at Yu Wenhan, "He has someone he likes, and you promise not to interfere?"

Yu Wenhan immediately became excited: "Why, does the child have someone he admires? He is in the Demon Sect, so it's normal for him to like a Demon Cultivator girl, but I won't object!"

He asked eagerly: "Which demon girl is it? Isn't it the beautiful maid who has been by his side all the time?"

Ji Banxia's expression became even more strange: "It's not that...he is from Xianzong."

Yu Wenhan was overjoyed, and his beard trembled happily: "Which noble lady from the fairy sect is that? By the way, the Chang girl from the Haiqing sect seems to have always favored Qinghang, and she has spoken out many times to defend him. She is an excellent person." girl!"

Ji Banxia said quietly: "You won't like that person."

Yu Wenhan was stunned: "How could it be? Qinghang is so smart and kind, does the girl she likes have bad character?"

Ji Banxia glanced at Yuan Qinghang silently, hesitated to speak, and said: "First-class character, excellent appearance, and very good to Qinghang."

Yu Wenhan was surprised and delighted: "How can I not like such a good girl! Who is it? Hufa Ji might as well make it clear that I will ask someone to quietly inquire about the girl's feelings. Anyway, the Yuwen family's face is still worth it." A couple of catties."

Ji Banxia said indifferently: "No, Qinghang is thin-skinned, and probably doesn't want me to help him promote it. After they settle down, they will naturally report to you."

Yu Wenhan nodded again and again: "Okay, okay. Then in the future, I will come to the door to send you a job and ask for a marriage. The old man must come in person. Ji Hufa, you are not allowed to rob me."

Ji Banxia didn't know why, but the corner of her mouth seemed to twitch, and she said after a while: "Hehe, let's talk about it when the time comes."

……

In the Wanren Tomb, under the thousand-foot waterfall, the waves are astonishing and deafening.

Amidst the waves of white waves, a figure sits vaguely directly under the water curtain.

Endless waves of water poured down from his head, hitting his half-naked body, the vastness of the world, the enormous coercion, as if to smash this little human being into meat paste, and then into blood mud.

But his figure sat firmly in the huge waves, like a rock that existed there in ancient times, standing still.

Looking closely, there seems to be an invisible air shield covering his body around his body. When encountering this hard cyclone, those huge waves changed direction one after another and slid to the side.

But the cyclone, which was hard enough to resist the majesty of heaven and earth, emanated from Ning Duo's body, and drifted away one by one. As time passed, his body began to gradually tremble.

His jade-like handsome and cold face finally showed a look of pain.

The pain was getting worse and worse. Finally, he couldn't take a breath of true energy. The muscles in his body loosened suddenly, and the invisible air mask covering his body suddenly burst open. The monstrous huge waves roared and hit his half-naked body body.

He jumped forward and fell under the waterfall, unable to get up again.

The fierce water flow of the snow-white waterfall slapped his slender body mercilessly. A group of small golden fish boldly swam close, turned around him, and swam away wagging their tails.

In the silent and lonely world, his lonely figure seemed to be about to disappear without a sound.

After an unknown amount of time, the person at the bottom finally moved slightly.He slowly raised his upper body and stretched out his trembling hands to the bottom of the water.

Under the sparkling light, the sword of Yinghui lay horizontally below it, was sucked by his palm, and suddenly broke through the water, bringing out a sharp brilliance.

Ning Duo's body also flew up with the sword light.

Ying Huijian let out a clear whistle, and the golden sword light was domineering and fierce, soaring straight into the sky.Ning Duo closed his eyes, got up with the sword, went against the current, went straight up into the air, and jumped into the small world.

As soon as he stepped in, he staggered and fell straight to the ground.

On the half-naked back, there were already bruises all over, and there were large scars of bright red blood mixed inside, as if the internal organs had been smashed to pieces.

He was lying on the ground alone, his eyes were closed tightly, his wet black hair was scattered around his pale cheeks, and his long black eyelashes were wetly covering his eyelids.

The pain in his chest was like a burning flame, and the joints in his limbs were excruciatingly painful, but amidst the pain all over his body, there was also a small stream of clear water gathered in his dantian.

The shattered golden core was slowly condensing and reshaping.It's just that every time it solidifies, it's like a knife cuts Ling Chi there.

I don't know how long he endured in this solitude before the pain around his body seemed to have slightly weakened.

He slowly opened his eyes, touched a pill in the storage bag in the corner with difficulty, and swallowed it silently.

After a long time, his physical strength finally recovered. He struggled to sit up and stared at the waterfall outside in a silent trance.

It's too tired, and it hurts too much... I'm so tired that I really want to fall asleep and never wake up again, the pain is so painful that it seems that I can't hold on at any time.

After a long time, he lowered his head, opened the storage bag, and poured out a few things.

A few beautiful pebbles, two talisman seals.

The pebble originally came from here, and he snatched it from under the claws of the dream-making beast since he was a child.

A yellow talisman seal full of handwriting, with cinnabar handwriting on it, is as agile as the owner.

"In the Yin Gathering Formation, I am grateful for your rescue; Lord Chixia, thank you for your kind words."

"Three days from the Sword Sect Grand Competition, it's a pity that I can't see it with my own eyes, but I hope that your brother's name will be famous all over the world. See you in the Ten Thousand Blades Tomb in one month."

The other one was also made of talisman paper, but it was hardened into a card, with two flying and phoenix characters written on it, which was strange and uncoordinated.

"Male lead"...

He stared blankly at those two words, not knowing what to think.After a long time, he silently put a few things back into the storage bag and stood up.

Staggering, he approached the Baiyu Terrace not far away.

The blood he vomited up many days ago is still on the ground, but it has turned into a dry brown.

Where the blood was soaked, there were streaks of golden handwriting like dragons and snakes, recklessly and wildly, but if you look closely, it looks much more messy and desolate than Yuan Zuoyi's handwriting that you saw on the edge of the cliff last time.

"The success of the broken gold formula will cause endless harm. I have hurt my best friend and confidant so far, and there is only a lot of regret left.

...... After exhausting all my energy and effort, I got this improved heart formula, which is called plastic gold.

Although the plastic gold is completed, the man has passed away, and only the heart formula will accompany the bones of the deceased, crying out for sorrow, what can the husband say!

I only wish to meet again and smile, go boating on the lake, play flute and Xiao ensemble, and express my love between the mountains and rivers.

Let's live life after life, no more immortals and demons will fight each other..."