I am a Juggernaut by virtue of my beauty [Transmigration Book]

When Luo Yongzhou woke up, his goal was the simple and plain decoration in the wing room of Buzhi Temple.

Before he could feel sad for his own memories, and shed a few drops of tears hypocritically to show that those who passed away could not be chased back, Luo Yongzhou suddenly remembered something:

Pure abbot's heart!

At that time, he was inextricably caught up in the long river of memories. If Abbot Qingjing really had an accident because of this, Luo Yongzhou could not just make up for this sin.

He grabbed the bright candle on the side of the couch that was only a few inches away from him, and planned to go out to have a look.

It was good that Luo Yongzhou didn't move, as soon as he moved, a large group of people surrounded him from outside the door.

First came Mu Xiwei, then Lu Guijing and Qi Yunfei, then Qiu Qingya and Yue Yingque, and Abbot Qingjing walked in slowly with a cat in his arms at the end.

Fortunately.

Luo Yongzhou breathed a sigh of relief.

It's fine if nothing happens.

He asked, "Who can tell me what happened when I passed out?"

Mu Xiwei avoided his gaze and remained silent, obviously because there was something else hidden.

When Luo Yongzhou fell into the long river of memories, he still had an appearance between a teenager and a young man. When Luo Yongzhou opened his eyes again this time, Mu Xiwei had completely grown up to be like the great demon lord in his memory. body shape.

Although he is also a sword cultivator, he is not as lonely and sharp as ordinary people think. On the contrary, he is gentle and handsome, like a jade mountain about to collapse, and a pines and cypresses are falling.

If the great demon lord a hundred years ago was willing to take off his mask, he would have beautiful and elegant eyebrows like Mu Xiwei.

Lu Guijing sighed: "Uncle, there are a lot of things that happened when Jinyin passed away, which one do you want to hear?"

Qi Yunfei said bluntly and quickly added: "After all, it's been two years since you fainted, so naturally many things happened."

Luo Yongzhou was a little moved immediately, and said solemnly: "It's really hard for you."

Mu Xiwei was always by his side, Luo Yongzhou could understand.

After all, even if this kid became the Great Demon Lord, he would give him red eyes all day long, as if he was about to cry or not, as if the sky was about to fall.

For the rest, everyone has a family, a family and a school, and it is really not easy to go out and stay with him in the city of non-existence for two years.

Lu Guijing was embarrassed, and coughed lightly: "Master, you don't have to treat us like this."

Qi Yunfei stammered, half concealed: "Actually, we are also willing."

Qiu Qingya's expression was a bit unnatural, quite weird: "It's really good to stay in Buzhi City."

Just when Luo Yongzhou was at a loss, thinking that these people were influenced by the Buddhist light of Buzhi Temple, and the next step was to draw his sword and slash himself into a bald monk to worship the Buddha, Yue Yingque softly told the truth:

"After all, Buzhi City is a place where everyone can relieve the burden of the sect, so it is naturally very good."

Put another way.

In a group of sects, the land god Mahayana pinnacle of the Shanmen Township in the bottom of the box, the suzerain head of the six sects, nominally using the name of accompanying Luo Yongzhou, actually practiced dereliction of duty and took the opportunity to shirk the affairs of the sect.

Luo Yongzhou could already imagine the wailing from the Six Sects, ghosts crying and wolves howling.

He deeply felt that his initial emotion was wasted, so he grumbled expressionlessly and returned to the topic:

"What happened to Mu Qi who came to make trouble two years ago when I was in a coma?"

Qi Yunfei was very surprised, and he spared no effort to compliment him: "Uncle Shi is worthy of being Uncle Shi, even when he fainted, his heart is still like a mirror, and he can still know that the person who came is Mu Qi."

Luo Yongzhou: "..."

With all due respect, apart from Mu Qi, a lunatic who loves to joke about life and death, there are not many other people who dare to come to Buzhi City to challenge the majesty of the three land gods.

Yue Yingque answered him frankly: "Talk about Bansheng and Mu Qi. When they first came to find fault, we and Abbot Qingjing held them down and beat them up. When we were about to lose control, Xiwei appeared again. Help us with your hands, and beat them up again."

When she said this, when she recalled the scene that day, she couldn't help but feel brooding, with a bit of suffocated anger: "Mu Qi is a human, no, Mu Qi is a devil, it is too brazen and unscrupulous."

Luo Yongzhou nodded slightly: "I have seen it before."

He almost never hated a person so much that he couldn't forget them.

Because most people dare not offend Luo Yongzhou.

Those who offended him had already died under his sword before Luo Yongzhou hated them so much that they could not forget them. One yard for one yard, there is no need to waste this excess hatred.

Dudu Mu Qi is an exception.

Thanks to him in the previous life, he and Mu Xiwei stepped into an irreversible deadlock step by step, and Mu Xiwei was pushed down into the abyss of death.

It's all because Mu Qi wants to get the origin of the demon in the demon body, and use it to reshape the body of the ancient great demon.

Even if Mu Qi died under his sword, there would be nothing left, Luo Yongzhou still couldn't understand his hatred.

What's more, depending on the situation, Mu was not really smashed to pieces under his sword 700 years ago, otherwise he would not have the commendable courage to come back a hundred years later.

When Yue Yingque heard that he had suffered a great loss from Mu Qi, he said earnestly: "We never thought of—"

Speaking of Qingjing, Abbot felt the same way, and hugged the two cats in his arms tightly in distress.

Yue Yingque: "We never thought that Mu Qi would hijack Abbot Qingjing's cat."

"..."

Luo Yongzhou didn't care about anything, and said in shock: "Are you children playing house and fighting?"

A group of land gods, who can move mountains, fill seas and destroy the world with a single strike, and can stare at a group of people to death with a single glance, even played the trick of hijacking cats?

Luo Yongzhou has always known that Mu Qi is a lunatic who doesn't care about anything.

He just didn't expect Mu Qineng not to care to this extent.

Yue Yingque said sadly: "I'm not, and it's because I'm not that I thought Mu Qi wasn't either."

Unexpectedly, at the critical moment, the light of the sword and the shadow of the sword flew around, the formation and the illusion came together, and Mu Qi's hand went to press the necks of the two cats.

Even Mu Xiwei was dumbfounded and at a loss.

Abbot Qingjing stroked the back of the big cat's head in his arms one by one, and said with distress: "It's my fault. Seeing that my pet is in his hands, I couldn't help but lose my guard, so I asked them about their conditions."

Mu Qiyu talked about half his life's conditions, simple to say but actually very simple.

They knew that the current situation was difficult. Although Luo Yongzhou was not around, Mu Xiwei's strength had almost recovered. Both sides were at a stalemate, so they settled for the next best thing. Instead of purifying the Tianhe in Abbot's heart, they only wanted to purify the abbot. The Tianhe water in my heart.

Abbot Qingjing repeatedly confirmed that only Tianhe water would come to revive Tan Bansheng's master, swore to do anything, and after asking and confirming repeatedly, he finally let go and gave them Tianhe water for the sake of the cat's life.

Only then did Mu Xiwei say the first sentence of the day.

Strange to say, his cultivation base is clearly at the realm of land gods, his body is not bad, and he only uttered the first sentence today, so he should be in high spirits and full of energy.

But when Mu Xiwei spoke, every word was said with effort, as if it had been polished from sand and gravel, it was too hoarse, as if every word she said would be accompanied by severe pain.

"Mu Qi's cultivation base is very high. If it comes to combat power, no one can do anything to anyone. But we have scruples. This time Mu Qi used the abbot's cat. Who knows what he will use next time?"

Will he use the lives of innocent disciples in Buzhi Temple, the lives of innocent people in Buzhi City, and the city's ten thousand-year foundation?

Mu Qi is barefoot, not afraid of the sky and the earth, the only concern in his life is to change his ways to make people feel awkward.

But they are different from Mu Qi.

The shade of the trees behind them is a place to enjoy the shade, and it is also something that must be well protected, and they cannot afford to gamble.

So in the end Abbot Qingjing gave them a certain amount of Tianhe water in exchange for his two cats.

Abbot Qing lovingly stroked the fur of the big cat in his arms: "Look at them, since they were frightened two years ago, the hair on their tails has fallen out badly, and they eat less, so their health has decreased a lot. "

Luo Yongzhou: "..."

He looked at the shiny, soft and fluffy squirrel-like tails of the two cats, and at their heavy weight bending the clean abbot's arms, he really couldn't agree with him.

But Luo Yongzhou can understand.

Mu Qi, whom he faced a hundred years ago, already consumed most of me because of the space-time formation of the Mirror Stage, almost exhausted, and his combat power was reduced.

If so, it still took a lot of effort for Luo Yongzhou to kill him.

Even land gods have high and low combat power, and each one is different.

Few people can make Luo Yongzhou spend such effort and thought.

He thought for a while, and said with relief: "It's okay, I know. You don't blame you for things like vegetables. Anyway, now that I'm back, next time Mu Qi don't say it's a cat, I'll let him be beaten into a dead cat."

Luo Yongzhou's character is used to being sharp and sharp. To put it mildly, he is youthful and arrogant, but to put it harshly, he lacks a lesson.

At least a dozen or so worlds had trained him before, which taught him to act coldly like a master, like a hidden fairy.

But once the memory came back, Luo Yongzhou's nature was revealed, and what he said was [-]% worthy of beating.

Yue Yingque's originally heavy mind couldn't help being laughed angrily by him: "Luo Yongzhou, you haven't returned to your body right now? Tell me who it is."

Luo Yongzhou didn't change his face and said: "Why don't you make gestures to Xiwei?"

He was thick-skinned enough to give up even honor, shame, and shame. He didn't have the self-consciousness of being a teacher, but relying on apprentices for a living.

After talking about the past two years in general, everyone stopped talking and left the place to him and Mu Xiwei.

Before leaving, Yue Yingque left a very meaningful sentence: "According to the time, these few days should be the time to talk about resurrecting his master in half a lifetime."

"Luo Yongzhou, we have all seen it. The old Xiaoxing Master Shen has been dead for hundreds of years. Who should he resurrect? I don't believe it is the same as before."

What's more, the old Xiaoxing Lord Shen may not be as good as he thought for half his life.

From the perspective of Tan Bansheng, his master is the one who pulled him out of the quagmire and gave him a new life. Naturally, everyone is perfect and perfect.

But in the eyes of their bystanders, it is not always the case.

Apprentice Master Xiao is not a lie.

Yue Shuangjiang is open-minded and open-minded, and he always treats people with sincerity. He can make Luo Yongzhou appreciate his kindness, and can transform him from a gloomy and silent boy who only knew how to fight to a sword master with a heart for the world.

Yue Changtian regards Yue Yingque as his darling, the jewel in his palm, and spoils her so arrogantly that she is frank and frank.

The old Gui Bi Haizhu was also a swordsman who devoted himself to the way of the sword, which made Qiu Qingya like this today.

How could it be said that Master Xiaoxing's precepts and deeds had no influence on Tan Bansheng?

If it weren't for Xiao Xing and Shen Zhu who were paranoid, how could he have developed the habit of today after talking half his life?

They all understand these truths.

It is precisely because of a deep understanding and a deep understanding of the nature of talking about half a lifetime that it becomes more powerless when everything happens.

It's not that I haven't tried to pull it.

But it can't be pulled back at all.

Luo Yongzhou also understood what she meant, and said unclearly: "Then we will wait and see."

The sin Mu Qi committed a hundred years ago, the debt he owed has not yet been paid off.

He has waited long enough.

Only he and Mu Xiwei were left in the room.

Mu Xiwei said, "Sixteen, I remembered."

Luo Yongzhou has been trapped in the long river of memories for two years, whether it is short or long, two years is enough for too many things to happen.

At least it was enough for Mu Xi to change her face slightly, to pick up the cultivation base and memories of when she was the great demon lord.

Luo Yongzhou said: "What a coincidence, I also want to get up."

At that moment, Mu Xiwei's expression was mixed with sorrow and joy, extremely complicated, as if he had poured a bottle of five flavors full of emotions and desires upside down on his face, and poured out a chaotic and painted face.

It was also thanks to his good looks that he could bear such a desolate, heavy and pathetic meaning.

Mu Xiwei said: "This scene is something I never dared to dream about in my dreams."

How many times did he dream of falling sixteen a hundred years ago?

Mu Xiwei couldn't remember it herself?

He only remembered that every time he saw it in a dream, he would always rush to hug him tightly, and the ecstasy of regaining his loss filled his entire chest, making him cry and laugh, incoherent to the point of being almost ridiculous.

He held back a lot of words and wanted to talk to Luo Shiliu, but found that thousands of words were still not as reassuring as the warm warmth in his arms.

Then Mu Xi woke up slightly, and found that there was no one in the sky, even the moon was stingy to shine on the Demon Realm to give it a faint light, only the wind chimes at the window swayed, and the frail orange of the swaying lanterns passed through the window, turning into a pale and deserted scene. color.

How joyful it is to regain it in a dream, but it will be doubled disappointment after waking up from the dream.

He covered his face and laughed silently, till the end of the laugh his fingers were wet.

This kind of dream, after waking up from this kind of dream several times, Mu Xiwei didn't dare to think about it in the dream, for fear of falling into the quagmire of disappointment after waking up from the dream.

A hundred years later, Mu Xiwei has everything he ever wanted.

He has a peaceful family, has joined the sect he longs for, and has also joined the sect of the person he admires.

He went round and round, stumbled and still found his beloved.

His beloved who did not hesitate to sink deeper and deeper into the dream to quench his thirst with a dove, now looks at him with a smile, the sparkle in his eyes is as moving as the wine brewed in a fairyland, I hope this growth will be drunk with it .

But all of this was paid for by the many misunderstandings between them, and it was done with Luo Yongzhou's life.

It was Mu Xiwei who misunderstood his true love, it was Mu Xiwei himself...

Killed Luo Yongzhou.

Mu Xiwei's memory gradually recovered, and she also figured out the cause and effect of the past.

Day after day, he was indulging in the nightmarish memories of the past, unable to distinguish the boundary between reality and the past, almost torturing himself crazy.

fair enough.

When Mu Xiwei couldn't bear it to the extreme, she would also think vaguely, this kind of pain is fine.

At least he doesn't have to enjoy everything Luo Yongri gave him with peace of mind.

He doesn't deserve it at all.

I made a mistake, Luo Yongzhou thought a little annoyed.

He clearly knew that Mu Xiwei was such a dead-headed person, and he wanted Mu Xiwei to live again, so he shouldn't have tried to give Mu Xiwei a peace of mind and told him the truth at that time.

"Falling forever!"

Mu Xi gave a slight shout, which made Luo Yongzhou realize that he had unconsciously expressed what was in his heart.

Mu Xiwei's eyes were burning with fire, but there was still a quiet pool of water hidden underneath.

The fire is burning on himself, wishing he could burn him to ashes, and even wipe away the traces of his existence in this world.

The water is facing the eternal day.

No matter how the clouds turned and the rain turned, in front of Luo Yongzhou, Mu Xiwei was always the same honest and transparent young man who knew everything at a glance:

"Even if you keep it from me, no matter how many rhetoric you make up, it will make me dizzy. I will still find out."

"As long as things happen, there is no perfect seamlessness in this world."

"And I believe in you, and I love you."

As long as he lives in this world for a moment, Mu Xiwei will not give up defending his Sixteenth, and rehabilitating his Sixteenth.

"Why don't we talk about the business." Luo Yongzhou thought for a moment, and decided to avoid talking about it, "How about we talk about how I survived?"

He traded his life for Mu Xiwei's, his cultivation for Mu Xiwei's cultivation, and his way for Mu Xiwei's way.

No matter what, he shouldn't have the chance to do it all over again.

The moment Luo Yongzhou regained his memory, he had already fully figured it out. The corners of his lips curled into an arc, a half-smile, like an epiphyllum blooming under the moon, with astonishing beauty in its subtleties:

"Why don't you tell me why there will be a demon origin in my body after a hundred years, and why the demon origin will still fly to the city of Buzhi after thousands of mountains and rivers?"

When Luo Yongzhou knew all the ins and outs of a hundred years ago, he would be in a daze.

He exchanged his own cultivation for Mu Xiwei. All along, Mu Xiwei used the cultivation that Luo Yongzhou left in Tianhe.

However, when Luo Yongzhou arrived in Tianhe, he wanted to retrieve his cultivation base, which was tantamount to retrieving his cultivation base from Mu Xiwei's body.

The thing occupying Mu Xiwei's dantian was gone, and when the demon Yuan Yuan realized it, he naturally returned excitedly to join his old master from a hundred years ago, and fled to Mu Xiwei's body.

"Because a hundred years ago there was a fool who used his body as a container to bear all the evil spirits from the origin of demons."

Therefore, the demon origin does not recognize Mu Qi, nor the demon clan, but only Mu Xiwei and him.

In essence, that can no longer be regarded as the origin of demons of the demons.

That was what Mu Xiwei had decided a long time ago. Regardless of whether he wins or loses, whether he can kill the Sword Master or his own enemy, what he will leave to the world will be a pure and innocent demon origin.

It was his last kindness.

Mu Xiwei was full of confidence when he yelled at Luo Yongzhou just now, but now he was flustered and at a loss, and he could only repeat one or two sentences in his explanation:

"I promised you."

He once promised to fall sixteen, saying that he would love the world.

I can remember every word Mu Xiwei uttered clearly, especially if he followed Luo Shiliu, I am afraid that he would rather die than violate it in the slightest.

Luo Yongzhou: "Yes, you exchanged the origin of the demon to me."

So he can live.

Luo Yongzhou traded his own cultivation and path for Mu Xiwei's job, and Mu Xiwei quietly gave Luo Yongzhou the purified demon source before his death, so that Luo Yongzhou's life could be guaranteed.

The energy of the collision between the origin of the demon and the cultivation of the sword master was too powerful, causing the void to shatter, and Luo Yongzhou was drawn into another different world. Part of Tianhe's will went with him, and became the so-called evil spirit in Luo Yongzhou's body. system.

If they didn't love each other so much, the two of them couldn't be both.

But they all love each other so deeply, they are willing to go through fire and water for each other, and exchange their most precious things, even their lives.

There may have been misunderstandings, deceptions, and life and death difficulties.

Fortunately, after a hundred years, they finally exchanged their deep love for a two-phase holding hands and a happy reunion.

Mu Xiwei said, "Yes."

"Three points of the origin of the demons are given to the world, so that the capable people in the world will multiply, and the resistance to the demons will be strengthened accordingly, and the remaining seven points will be given to you."

In fact, when he lost the battle with Luo Yongzhou, his life seemed to pass overnight, and the blood couldn't stop flowing like money. Mu Xiwei suffered from the evil spirit for a long time, and he was a little unclear about his sanity , but keep one thing firmly in mind:

"I promised you to love this world."

"Because I love you."

Mu Xiwei has never owed the world anything in her life.

After a hundred years, after a life and a death, and after a life-threatening crisis, they finally embraced together again.

Luo Yongzhou asked him, "Does it hurt?"

So much evil spirit invaded the body, it was the resentment of an entire race, so thick that the sword master could not even imagine it.

How painful that must be.

Mu Xiwei also replied seriously: "It doesn't hurt, I'm thinking of you."