Zha Gong You Don’t Know Love [Quick Transmigration]

The sword stove will explode, no matter how much Ji Wuchen thinks about it, he knows it can't be accidental, and when he thinks about the tofu nao this morning, what else doesn't he understand?

"I won't pursue it," Xia Lang pulled Ji Wuchen's hand that was about to touch his face, looked at Ji Wuchen, and said seriously: "It was something I did wrong, and I should be punished."

"I have ruined the entire cultivation world, and I still want Master to accompany me for half a month. I am very shameless, right?" Xia Lang smiled again, with three points of guilt in his smile: "I'm sorry, Master, can you forgive me?" Me this time? I swear this is the last time, half a month later, I'll be at your disposal, okay?"

Ji Wuchen looked at Xia Lang in front of him, opened his mouth, but couldn't say anything.

No matter what Xia Lang did before, he came today because he really wanted to forge a sword, but someone wasted his whole afternoon's hard work.

It's obviously just a little evil, and maybe even bears the name of justice, but it makes Xia Lang so uncomfortable.

He suddenly remembered the mood when he picked up Xia Lang and saw his bloody feet, wishing to tear the man who put the nails into pieces.

Now, he can't even say a word to defend his disciples.

[Drip, target favorability increased by fifteen, current favorability is 25]

Ji Wuchen felt that he could not understand his disciple at all.

The Xia Lang in his memory is cheerful, sunny, occasionally lazy, and occasionally has a little temper, but overall he is very sensible, and he is also very hardworking in cultivation. He hardly needs Ji Wuchen's urging, and has always been the best among his peers. The best of the best, smiling all the time.

But now Xia Lang is still smiling, but for some reason, Ji Wuchen feels that it is just a pair of pale ink, which has lost all colors. It is obvious that he did something wrong just now, but Xia Lang is not angry Or he was wronged, and in the end he didn't say anything, but smiled at him instead.

Ji Wuchen felt very uncomfortable seeing such a smile, because Ji Wuchen seemed to feel that Xia Lang was crying.

He didn't want to face Sharan at all. Although he was his disciple, he felt that apart from this familiar face, the one living beside him now seemed to be just a walking dead.

When Ji Wuchen was carrying out his mission, he saw many people who did wrong things, immortals and demons.

Some people are obsessed with obsession, and when they were executed, they were still yelling about the injustice of the sky.

Some people feel ashamed, and when the enemy arrives, they have already given up struggling and only hoped to die.

Some people struggled desperately and tried their best to find a way to escape.

But there has never been a person like Xia Ran, who obviously possesses extreme strength and has become the target of public criticism, but he is always smiling, but it makes people feel that the sadness on his body is so heavy, it is so heavy that it will even overwhelm the person opposite him people.

Ji Wuchen's silence seemed to be tacit consent in front of Xia Lang, Xia Lang quickly covered up the sadness in his eyes, and began to laugh heartlessly again: "Oh, Master, I'm joking, you want to Make the decision for me!"

He tried his best to put himself back into the coquettish little boy in Ji Wuchen's memory, but it was full of mistakes and omissions.

Ji Wuchen, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly said, "Okay."

This word stopped the steps that Sharan was about to take.

Master... what did he say?

In the next step, Ji Wuchen really led Xia Lang out of the hall, and called out all the disciples of Zhujiange who were on duty today.

A row of disciples knelt down in the dark, Ji Wuchen said coldly: "Whoever made a move in Zhujian Pavilion today, stand up by himself."

Xia Lang was slightly startled in the back, this is Ji Wuchen, really want to give him justice?

The disciples below knelt together, but no one came out.

Ji Wuchen repeated the words again, his tone was three points colder than before.

Already, several disciples couldn't hold back the pressure, and their eyes began to wander.

"I'll say it again, if no one has stepped forward this time," Ji Wuchen said, "all Zhujiange disciples will be guarded in Shangqingshui Prison for three months."

The Shangqing Water Prison is the most remote place in the Puritan Sect. It is inaccessible and the conditions are extremely poor. I heard that the disciples who have been guarded there will not have any major breakthroughs in cultivation after returning...

The disciples didn't think that Ji Wuchen would come up with such a hateful punishment for a while, and they were terrified all of a sudden.

Suddenly, someone stood up: "I did it! My name is Wang Kang!"

Standing up in the crowd was a dark-skinned young man who looked about fifteen or sixteen years old, about the same age as Xia Lang, with a pair of sword eyebrows soaring into the sky, and he looked upright at first glance.

All the disciples breathed a sigh of relief when they saw someone standing up.

But their reaction just now was completely seen by Ji Wuchen. He knew that this disciple was definitely not doing this alone. When he was about to continue to investigate, he was stopped by Xia Lang.

"Master, that's enough." Xia Ran whispered.

Thank you for giving me the head start.

I actually don't care what other people think of me, what I care about is you...

[Target Favorability +5 Current Favorability: 30]

Ji Wuchen was startled when he heard the words, Xia Lang looked at him with pleading eyes, he couldn't refuse, so he had to say to Wang Kang: "Then you can go to Qingshui Prison to report tomorrow."

Wang Kang's eyes darkened, this sentence was equivalent to breaking his immortal journey, but after thinking about it, he sacrificed for justice, but felt that it was very worthwhile.

"Yes!" He said loudly: "But before that, Wang Kang has a few words to ask the head!"

It was not the first time he saw Ji Wuchen, but it was the first time he mustered up the courage to speak to Ji Wuchen. Even though his heart was already emboldened, his voice was still a little trembling: "Dare to ask the master, why did you give this sinner Such a good treatment? Now is the time of emergency in wartime. Even the outer disciples of Zhujian Pavilion and I have the same hatred and the heart of defending the demons. Build a sword pavilion for this sinner!"

Ji Wuchen frowned, wanting to say that this disciple was too impolite to dare to be so disrespectful, but before he could speak, Xia Lang took a step forward and walked in front of him.

"I'll answer these questions for you." Xia Lang hung in the air, looking down at the righteous young man in front of him, suddenly in a trance.

This look... so much like him before.

"I don't want to listen to you, a monster, to confuse people!" Wang Kang said, "I don't know what kind of ecstasy you gave the head, but you don't want to succeed! If you dare to make mistakes, I, Wang Kang, will be the first to say no." agree!"

"Pfft——" Xia Lang was amused by Wang Kang's remarks: "You are so interesting, kid."

Xia Lang looked about the same age as Wang Kang, even his pale skin and thin figure made him look smaller than Wang Kang, but he said the word child so naturally, Wang Kang's face swelled It was red, obviously very dissatisfied, but Xia Ran cast a silence spell on him, and he couldn't speak.

"Your first question is, why am I treated so well." Xia Lang waved his hand towards an uninhabited mountain in the distance, and the mountain immediately fell apart: "This is the answer."

Even though the other disciples were still kneeling, they could still hear the sound of rocks collapsing in the distance, which made them tremble with fear.

Such a terrifying power...they saw it for the first time.

"Your second question is, why do you want to build Jiange." Xia Lang looked at Wang Kang who was obviously frightened and pretended to be tough, tilted his head and smiled: "Because I am happy!"

you! ! ! ! ! !

If Wang Kang's eyes could kill, Xia Lang would probably have died a million times.

"Master," Xia Lang turned his head and asked Ji Wuchen who had been standing on the side all the time: "Can you not let him go to Qingshui prison? I think this disciple is quite interesting, and I want to take him with me."

Ji Wuchen didn't even lift his eyelids: "It's up to you."

"Then thank you, Master."

[Tsk tsk tsk, I really look a bit like a witch who is a disaster to the country today]

【...There is no demon girl who can destroy a mountain by raising her hand, right?】

[I don't care, anyway, am I not a good person? 】

【Yes, but Master Host, why do you keep that Wang Kang by your side?He is not the target of the strategy, and, I think he is very dissatisfied with you]

【Because he's funny】

Xia Lang looked at Wang Kang who was dissatisfied but still listened to the request to go with him, and the corner of his mouth curved slightly.

【This kid is so righteous, of course I want to show him what real justice is.】

[I hope that before I leave, I can give this child a good lesson~ I hope he can still remember it~]

The system doesn't know why, although he is an artificial intelligence, he suddenly feels a chill all over.