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

Sha Lang's hand holding the hilt of the sword froze slightly: "I don't want to know."

"Do you know that your master would never have fallen to this level?"

——No, he can't listen to Manyou's words!

"Aren't you curious, why do I know your name?"

——What Manyou said must be false.

"Originally, Ji Wuchen was one step away from success, but I said two words next to him..."

Xia Lang suppressed himself desperately, wishing to cover his ears so that he could not hear the sound outside.

"Guess what he said?"

A tangled look appeared on Xia Lang's face, he was eager to hear Chi You's next sentence, and told himself to be calm, but Xia Lang, who was pretending to be calm, had already fallen into Man You's language trap.

"I said, your name."

Xia Lang took a long breath: "Master appreciates me, everyone in the Shangqing School knows it."

It's just a master-student relationship, Sharon said to himself.But deep down in his heart was a little secret happiness—is he so important in Master's heart?

"Fart..." Manyou sneered: "Your master, I don't treat you like a teacher and a student."

"It's love." Chi You seemed to appreciate enough of Xia Lang's entanglement, with a bewitching charm that would make people prick up their ears to listen carefully, his soft voice was like a whisper but with a hint of malicious intentions: "Do you know, little apprentice?"

Xia Lang only felt a coax in his head, and he couldn't hear anything.

He could understand every word Man You said, but he couldn't understand it together.

Impossible, impossible, impossible!

What is he saying? !

Xia Lang seemed to be struck by lightning, his trembling hands could no longer hold the hilt of the sword, and the hilt dropped from his hand, and he slid to the side.

"What kind of master-student relationship can become a heart demon?" Man You was obviously the one who was nailed to the ground, but in terms of tone, he was the one who had the upper hand. Xia Lang's shocked and confused appearance seemed to make Man You feel very happy. He even took the trouble to continue to say to Sharan: "There is only desire."

"Desire, do you understand, kid?" Man You said, "Do you know what desire is?"

Finally, Xia Lang could no longer maintain his calm, staggered in shock, and fell heavily to the bottom of the lake.

"I want to hold hands with you, kiss you, and put you on the bed..."

"Shut up!" Xia Lang's eyes were red, his voice was hoarse, and the expression on his face was almost distorted: "You are not allowed to insult my master like this!"

How can it be?

What is this monster talking about? ?

How could Master have such thoughts towards him? ? ?

False, all false!Man You, the devil, actually came up with such a vicious method to blaspheme Master!

For a person like Master, it would be blasphemy for a mortal to say one more word to him, how could Manyou say such a thing?

He swiped his sword and drew it out, pointing the sword at Manyou's neck: "I'll kill you!"

"You can't kill me." Being pointed at by the tip of the sword, Manyou was not at all confused, and even had time to appreciate Xia Lang's flustered expression at the moment: "If even you can kill me, then your master and the others have been the same for 1000 years. For nothing, you might as well draw your sword and let me out."

"Shut up!" Xia Lang said, "Don't try to confuse people with gossip, let me let you out!"

"Okay, okay, I'll shut up," Manyou begged for mercy, but his tone was still very casual, as if he didn't pay attention to Xia Lang at all: "Then you go, leave me here to continue to be sealed. "

Man You even started to give Xia Ran some advice.

"Look, there are so many swords at the bottom of the lake. I can pick the best one for you. This is a high-quality ancient sword. Even if you don't use it, you can sell it for a lot of money." Man You said: "You Take the sword, you can go out, and then go out and tell others that Ji Wuchen died inside."

He said with interest: "By the way, aren't you the head disciple? Ji Wuchen is dead, so will you become the head disciple directly?"

His eyes were getting redder and redder, as if he had thought of something great and good: "What a wonderful thing - as the saying goes, getting promoted and getting rich will kill your wife, you are a master who will get promoted and get rich and die!"

Man You laughed loudly, the sound shook the whole willow branches beside Qingling Pond.

Xia Lang had already lost the strength to refute Manyou. He half-kneeled on the ground as if he had lost his strength. He had to rely on the support of his elbows to stand up. Dou Da's cold sweat fell drop by drop. , he has never been so powerless.

He felt that he must have been bewitched by Manyou, otherwise why Manyou couldn't move, but he was suddenly weak like this.

"You go!" Manyou was still adding fuel and jealousy: "For the righteousness of the world, for the glory of the sect, and for yourself, isn't the best choice to go? I guess, even if Ji Wuchen can speak now, he will Let you make such a choice, do you believe it or not?"

Sharon's head dropped heavily to the ground.

he believe.

If Master could still speak, he would definitely let him do so.

Once the demon god is released, it will be a catastrophe for thousands of years. Compared with the lives of thousands of people, the master's life is more important, and you can tell at a glance.

If it was himself lying here, he would have made the same choice.

but……

but……

To Master...

He... can't bear it!

How could he be willing!

It was his... his...

When Xia Lang came back to his senses, his hands were already on the hilt of Wuchen's sword.

At this time, Xia Ran's mood was unusually calm, it seemed that this was the result.

Manyou evoked a playful smile, watched Xia Lang pull the sword out of his heart inch by inch, and then burst out laughing.

"Hahahahahahahaha! How dare you? How dare you!? Hahahahahahaha! What a pair of master and apprentice! What a master! What an apprentice!"

Manyou's smile made the whole Qingling Pond start to tremble, and the entire barrier began to tremble violently.

Amidst Manyou's crazy laughter, Xia Lang pulled out the Wuchen sword suddenly, then carried Ji Wuchen on his back, and rushed out of the barrier without looking back!

As soon as Xia Lang rushed out of the barrier, his legs went limp and he fell heavily on the ground. Before he fell to the ground, he stretched himself hard so that Ji Wuchen could fall on top of him without being impacted a little.

He was injured in the martial arts competition, and with the sudden attack just now, it can be said that he is at the end of his battle now.

Ji Wuchen was still unconscious, the wound on his chest was extremely horrific, Xia Lang had almost torn off half of his own robe before he was able to bandage his wound, and now, blood had already started to ooze out.

They seemed to have collapsed in a cave. Sharon seldom went down the mountain, and he knew almost nothing about the structure and distribution of the Shangqing Sect. He could only judge from the familiar aura that they were still within the range of the Shangqing Mountain Range.

But the Shangqing Mountains are so big... how far will he have to go before he can reach a place where there are people?

And Master's injury...

Xia Lang gritted his teeth, stood up again, regardless of the multiple scratches on his body, and carried Ji Wuchen on his back again.

In any case, we must first get out of this cave and go to a place where there are people.

Xia Lang didn't dare to leave Ji Wuchen here alone, even if it was very difficult, he would take Ji Wuchen with him, but after only walking a few steps, he was already weak and had to lean on the side to rest.

It doesn't matter, he can do it, Sharan said to himself.

Don't you succeed like this every time?You did it at the apprenticeship ceremony and the martial arts competition.

You can do it.

Xia Lang tried to lift Ji Wuchen up again, but this time he didn't even straighten up, and fell down again.

When he fell down this time, Xia Lang only felt that his eyes were staring at him, and he didn't recover for a long time. He turned over and remembered, but found that he didn't even have the strength to move.

Ji Wuchen fell on Xia Lang every time, repeated several times, but he didn't suffer any additional injuries. Instead, it was Xia Lang with countless bruises and scratches all over his body, his clothes were torn, and his nails were in tatters. There are already bloodstains.

Ji Wuchen is not heavy, but he is also a normal adult man. His weight is all on Xia Lang's body, making Xia Lang breathless.

Xia Lang could only crawl out from under Ji Wuchen little by little, and by the way, use all his moving parts to level all the stones on the ground, so that Master could lie on a relatively flat place.

"Master... what should I do..." After all, he was only an eighteen-year-old child. After experiencing so many things, Xia Lang felt that he was absolutely right. Tears flowed down his cheeks and fell into the soil drop by drop. .

"I'm so useless..." He didn't even have the strength to stand up when he said that he wanted to protect the master.

Will they just die here...

Xia Lang felt that he had reached his limit. He lay on the ground, blood and tears flowed down the side of his face into his mouth, and tasted a sour and bitter taste.

He and Ji Wuchen could be said to be lying side by side in the cave, one unconscious and the other exhausted, there is no worse situation than this.

"Master..." Xia Lang's voice was completely crying: "Will I die..."

Ji Wuchen's hand moved suddenly.

At first, Xia Lang thought it was his eyes that were dazzled, but after a while, Ji Wuchen's entire arm moved, and then, Ji Wuchen opened his eyes!

"Master!" Xia Lang opened his eyes wide in surprise.

In the next step, Ji Wuchen stood up directly from the ground!

Xia Lang was overjoyed, and when he was about to speak, he found an abnormality——Ji Wuchen's pupils were blank, and although his whole body was moving, it seemed like an unconscious body. Xia Lang called him, but he didn't either. reaction.

The wound that Xia Lang had just bandaged fell off because of Ji Wuchen's large movements, but Xia Lang was surprised to find that the horrible wound was no longer bleeding.

Apart from the horrible wound on his chest, Ji Wuchen looked even neater than Xia Lang.

He bent down and looked down at Xia Ran, as if he wanted to see how he was doing.

After a while, Ji Wuchen stretched out his hand and hugged Xia Lang.

"Master—" Before Xia Lang had time to react, he was speechless, his pupils suddenly dilated——

He was kissed by Ji Wuchen.