Don't move, say goodbye! [Quick Transmigration]

At the gate of the forbidden area, Chen Xueshan was prostrate on the ground, his hair was scattered by the autumn wind, his robe was in tatters after experiencing the chaos and fighting in Langya Blessed Land, and he stayed here as long as the red figure disappeared from the entrance of the cave.

Chen Xueshan's situation looked very bad, he seemed to have lost his soul, his eyes were dull, his face was pale, but he kept chanting Sheng Zhao's name.

In the forbidden area of ​​Xianfeng, which was forgotten by others, he could only read his call as thin as a mosquito to himself.

"Sheng Zhao...why..."

Why didn't he want to escape with him when he was in the blessed land of Langya?

Why do you want to do this.

Almost everyone knows that hundreds of years ago, when Diancang Mountain was ascended by Yueyang Zhenjun, who was worshiped as the son of the heavenly way, he fell in love with a fox demon deeply. The fox demon disturbed his way and took away his Neidan, even killed his most proud disciple, he is still obsessed with that demon.

However, there is no mention in the rumors that True Monarch Yueyang waited outside the snowy area for a year, and the fox demon never showed up again. , Destroyed several spirit mountains near Xueyu by himself, but the fox demon still didn't come out to take a look at him.

Frustrated, True Monarch Yueyang finally returned to Diancang Mountain. His hands were covered with blood, and he had no face to live in the world. Fortunately, there were no survivors left in the several spiritual mountains. The world knows that the demons are causing trouble, but they don't know Yueyang. The real king is that demon.

This matter became a secret painstakingly hidden up and down Diancang Mountain. Once the monster at the Gate of Two Realms died, True Monarch Yueyang hid in the Gate of Two Realms.

The lower realms thought that True Lord Yueyang died to protect the common people, and True Lord Yueyang did indeed die in the gate of the two realms. After a hundred years, he accidentally captured the body of a mortal and embarked on the road of cultivation again.

However, even though he died once, his obsession has not weakened at all. For the sake of that monster, he is even willing to end up in the same fate as his previous life.

No matter what life it was, Sheng Zhao didn't love him.

Before entering the gate of the two worlds, Sheng Zhao just turned around and said to him, "Don't wait for me."

Chen Xueshan knelt on the ground, the corners of his eyes were soaked with tears, Sheng Zhao's name was a catastrophe for him, he couldn't get rid of it or forget it, he could only follow behind him all the way, hoping that the other party would look back at him with pity.

He paid so much, but in the end he only got a sentence of 'don't wait for me'.

If Sheng Zhao was just an inhuman monster, he would show that look, and there were people waiting for him.

Chen Xueshan has never been so unwilling. He was born with stars and a moon, and he was lucky all his life, but in the end he lost to a fool who was kept in the dark.

The so-called prophecy that there will be no more peace in the lower world, the wind and rain in all directions, has really happened.

These words came from Chen Xueshan's mouth, and in the end he personally accomplished them.

In the second month after the closure of Langya Paradise, another monk in Jiuchong Mountain fell into a demon.

He called himself Yueyang True Monarch, he was gifted at a very young age, and his cultivation speed was faster than that of ordinary revived ancestors.

After destroying several Lingshan cities around Jiuchong Mountain, Chen Xueshan forced him to go up to Jiuchong Mountain with his Mahayana stage cultivation and slaughtered, and finally died under Feng Wu's sword.

Before dying, he tried to break through the gate of the two worlds, but was cut down by Fengwu Zhenjun and fell into the valley, dead without seeing his body.

......

"Junior brother, don't be stubborn. True Monarch Yueyang was killed by that fox at the gate of the two realms. Just like Master said, it was the fox's life to guard the gate of the two realms."

Yan Mingzhen persuaded earnestly: "Junior Brother, you have reached the age where you should find a Taoist companion, but people and demons will never have good results!"

Tan Qiao closed her eyes and sat quietly on the ground, turning a deaf ear to his words.

"Junior brother, becoming a Taoist partner with a monster will only damage your lifespan and your fortune, and maybe he will swallow your inner alchemy! Why are you so poisoned!"

Unlike Feng Wu, Yan Mingzhen was doing it for his own good from the bottom of his heart, Tan Qiao didn't want to explain too much to this senior brother, it would only deepen his misunderstanding of the demon.

"Brother, is the Louchen Mirror in Chen Xueshan's hands?" He changed the subject.

Yan Mingzhen was stunned, and his voice changed instantly: "Chen Xueshan? The Louchen Mirror was taken away by the demons who sneaked into the blessed land. How could it be in his hands?"

Demons?

The eyes that had been dim for many days were stained with a gleam of light for a long time, and Tan Qiao's breathing became rapid in an instant.

The dust-cut mirror was taken away by the demons. Could it be that the dust-cut mirror was what the demons showed him at that time?

Does this mean that Sheng Zhao didn't get the mirror, and he couldn't seal his memory?

Just as he was guessing wildly, the weird eyeballs reappeared, looked at him from an angle that Yan Mingzhen could not see, and disappeared in an instant.

There was no hint or deep meaning in those few glances, as if they were just looking at his situation.

The news that fell from the sky awakened Tan Qiao's heartbeat, but when he thought of his current situation, the excitement and excitement gradually calmed down.

I don't know how Fengwu Zhenjun explained to Jiuchongshan, but Tan Qiao was possessed for the second time and survived by luck.

He was imprisoned by the sect in the flames and scorched earth of Anghuo Peak. The fire aura suppressed his spiritual roots, which greatly reduced his cultivation. He was equivalent to a living prisoner, but at least he survived.

"Master is looking for Ju Lingzhu in the lower realm. After you purify the devilish energy in your body, everything will return to normal." Keenly aware of Tan Qiao's lonely expression, Yan Mingzhen hastened to comfort him with soft words.

It is rare to meet a Juling Pearl, and even in Langya Blessed Land, he has not found a second one, but compared to the reality that he may be imprisoned for a lifetime, he always has a little hope in his heart.

Not only him, but the entire Jiuchongshan couldn't accept that Tan Qiao, who was so beautiful and beautiful at the beginning, finally ended up in a state of madness.

Looking at his haggard face and the shadows under his eyelids, Tan Qiao felt a little guilty.

In fact, for him, the flames and scorched earth is a very good place, quiet, empty, and scorching heat that the soul rejects.

The uncomfortable situation couldn't be better, and it must be uncomfortable behind the gate of the two worlds. In the red flames and scorched earth, he can hypnotize himself to suffer with Sheng Zhao in a trance, and he will feel a little better in his heart.

"Senior brother, thank you." Tan Qiao thanked him from the bottom of his heart, without the demons who wandered past earlier.

Even if the master really found the Ju Lingzhu, he wouldn't use it, not to mention whether there would be another person willing to use the body as a medium to bear it for him, and he couldn't stand being so close to others.

In this life, he also wanted to try to wait for Sheng Zhao.

Sheng Zhao waited for him for a long time, until he became disheartened. After experiencing the same long wait, in the next life, he will cherish Sheng Zhao even more.

"Brother, don't let him waste time looking for it, I won't use it."

Feng Wu didn't want to send him into the gate of the two worlds, and he didn't want to kill him. Tan Qiao couldn't see what he was thinking at all.

Yan Mingzhen was so angry that he stomped his feet in hatred: "Tan Qiao! You don't want to live because of a fox demon?!"

Tan Qiao smiled helplessly: "Brother, I won't die."

He will be teleported directly after he dies, but Sheng Zhao may have to wait here for another lifetime before following to the next world, he doesn't want to leave Sheng Zhao alone in this strange world.

"Brother, now I don't want this life anymore, I only hope to live well in the next life."

In the next life, he must not let himself regret it.

……

In the tenth year that Tan Qiao was imprisoned in the flames and scorched earth, Lin Yan came here once.

"The person he wanted to save back then was you."

He seemed to have seen it through, and his cultivation level had also broken through, but the unwillingness in his tone could not deceive anyone.

"Why you?"

After living a lonely life for a long time, Tan Qiao became less and less fond of speaking. He lowered his eyes and glanced at Lin Yan, then continued to sit on the roof in a daze.

"True Lord Fengwu is the same as True Monarch Yueyang back then. He is only one step away from ascension, but he no longer concentrates on the Dao."

I haven't seen him for ten years, but Tan Qiao's appearance has hardly changed. He still has that annoying face, but he is even more unworldly than ten years ago.

So many people were born and died for him, and even struggled in hell for him, but he has such an attitude that it has nothing to do with himself.

Linyan gritted his teeth, and the anger came from within, accompanied by strong dissatisfaction: "Fengwu Zhenjun just pacified the Southern Border Monster Forest last month, and today he was forced to go to Yueze Mountain again, just because of a few rumors about Ju Lingzhu .”

Tan Qiao didn't respond. For the past ten years, the devilish energy in him has been lukewarm. If it weren't for the secular prejudice against demons, he wouldn't need any spirit-gathering beads.

The ridiculous thing is that Feng Wu, who is the son of the demon clan, has the deepest prejudice, and it is Feng Wu who insists on cleaning the 'dirt' off his body, not him.

Seeing his unmoved appearance, Lin Yan could hardly suppress the spiritual power around him.

The current Tan Qiao still can't beat him, and his identity is a devil, even if he fights with each other, outsiders will not say anything.

"Tan Qiao, do you have a conscience?"

"...what do you think of me?"

Sighing lightly, Tan Qiao tapped her toes and landed slowly from the roof, her tone was hollow and cold: "Can you let me out? I'm locked up here, what do you think of me?"

Lin Yan paused, momentarily at a loss for words, but Tan Qiao laughed as if she knew what he was thinking.

"Feng Wu forced Sheng Zhao to enter the gate of the two worlds. You don't hate him but come to trouble me. Is it because you can't beat him?"

Lin Yan's brows jumped fiercely, and he clenched the Changhong Sword in his hand tightly. The powerful internal force of the out-of-body stage shook the scorched earth, and the hard stone directly scratched Tan Qiao's side face.

Tan Qiao raised her hand to wipe it off, and smiled nonchalantly.

"Even if you ruin my face, he doesn't like you."

Linyan's ability to concentrate and endure for ten years was actually somewhat beyond Tan Qiao's expectations.

Sheng Zhao is really good at messing around. Compared with Chen Xueshan, who is in a trance, Linyan is not as ill. With the combination of old and new grudges, it is normal for him to settle his grudges while he is a demon.

Linyan raised half of the corners of his lips, narrowed his eyes meaningfully, and didn't know whether he was asking about Qiao or himself.

"He wanted to save you so much at the beginning, if he knew that you died in my hands, would he come back?"

Ever since the flames and scorched earth became Tan Qiao's cage, it became the second restricted area of ​​Jiuchong Mountain. In the past ten years, only Yan Mingzhen and Feng Wu have been here.

Since last year, Yan Mingzhen traveled to the lower realms, Fengwu Zhenjun was in the southern border, and Linyan could kill him without any effort.

The Changhong sword pierced through the lingering heat of the flames and scorched earth, and the tip of the sword pierced Tan Qiao's forehead, but stopped just before piercing the skin.

The palms were shaking non-stop, looking at Tan Qiao's still indifferent face, Lin Yan squeezed out a word from his throat aggrieved: "Why don't you hide?!"

What's the point of unilateral killing? He wants to talk about Joe like ten years ago, and he will never die with him!

In the past ten years, he has too many emotions that he can't open to others to vent, and only on Tan Qiao can he vent completely!

"Waiting is really tiring."

Ten years, countless days and nights, because the memories of the last world were not complete, when the plane exploded, although the memory was not taken away by the system by luck, it was also smashed to pieces.

While waiting, the memory fragments could not be pieced together and the continuous sense of powerlessness caused him to lose control several times. After seeing him collapse, the system shrank in the depths like a little quail and dared not speak again.

A touch of despair flitted across her brows, Tan Qiao's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she slowly closed her eyes: "I also want to know if he will come back."

"...I was thinking back then, why did he come to Jiuchong Mountain, why did he seek his own death."

The Changhong sword trembled unceasingly, the sharp sword energy cut through the center of Tan Qiao's eyebrows, and drops of blood slid down the bridge of his delicate nose, reflecting each other with the dark red eyes, filling them with a bit of devilish energy.

Lin Yan's expression seemed to be crying and smiling, and his unwillingness finally turned into helplessness.

"It's all for you from beginning to end."

In the end, Linyan didn't stab the sword.

After killing Tan Qiao, he is the only one left in this world who has to endure this kind of suffering. Killing him is too cheap for him. Compared with the relief of death, waiting for nothing is more painful.

What's more, they all knew in their hearts that even if Tan Qiao died, Sheng Zhao would not come out from behind the door.

……

In the [-]th year after the opening of Langya Paradise, many long-awaited sons of heaven, Feng Wu, still stayed in the Mahayana stage, their cultivation of Taoism entered a dead end, and the heavenly tribulation was still unwilling to land.

It was rumored that another disciple under the name of Zhenjun Fengwu had become a demon, this time it was the Zhenjun Tan Qiao who was at the center of the vortex of rumors.

It is rumored that Zhenjun Tan Qiao's unethical relationship with his master was not supported, and Zhenjun Fengwu was so concerned with the world that he finally gave up his feelings, and Zhenjun Tan Qiao fell into despair because of this.

It is rumored that in order to purify his disciples, Zhenjun Fengwu has been looking for spirit beads in the lower realm for hundreds of years. Ten years ago, he finally found one in the depths of the snowy region, but for some reason, Tan Qiao still did not come out of the mountain.

A hundred years later, roars came from the gate of the two worlds in Jiuchong Mountain, the trembling valley was shaken, and the clouds collapsed in the sky. Overnight, the flowers and plants of Jiuchong Mountain withered and the aura was out of balance.

This means that the gate of the two worlds has been pushed open, and this generation of gatekeeper monsters will eventually die.

After finding Ju Lingzhu, Fengwu Zhenjun no longer traveled around, but stayed in the scorched land of flames, accompanying Tan Qiao every day.

Most of the time, the two of them looked at each other silently, and Tan Qiao didn't want to see him at all, but he couldn't control his feet growing on other people.

After learning that Fengwu Zhenjun had found another Juling Orb, everyone thought it was Tan Qiao who refused to purify it. Only he knew that there was no need for him to refuse, because Fengwu didn't take out the Juling Orb at all.

Feng Wu stood under the dead tree scorched by flames, silently looking at Tan Qiao who was in a daze on the roof.

The Juling Orb was in the corner of Jiezi Space, and it had been overwhelmed by the new debris added over the years. He found the Juling Orb, but he didn't know how to use it.

Let mortals with extremely poor qualifications act as a medium to talk to Tan Qiao Shuangxiu?

But all living beings are equal, even mortals should not bear the sins for monks.

If catching a monster as a lure, Feng Wu also felt repulsed. Equality among people might be just a pretense, and he didn't want to talk about Qiao's contact with outsiders as the reality.

Getting along with Tan Qiao for a hundred years has made him no longer so repulsive to demonic energy, his Dao heart that has been sticking to him has been disturbed, and his cultivation has stagnated.

If it is his fate to be enchanted, he is willing to accept his fate, but even if he personally gets rid of the demonic energy on Tan Qiao, everything will not go back to the beginning.

Over the past 100 years, Tan Qiao has changed a lot. This change is not external. If I have to describe it, Feng Wu only feels that the figure not far away is much more illusory.

Everyone in the world said that he is the reincarnation of a god, a fairy who does not touch the fireworks of the world, but Tan Qiao now seems to be about to ascend into the sky in the next second, and break free from the lower realm that has imprisoned him for a hundred years.

With great love and selflessness, his path of cultivation was broken, and unknowingly, the common people were ranked behind selfishness time and time again.

In the beginning, the gaze was always on him. In order for him to be an enemy of the whole righteous way, Tan Qiao, who pestered him every day to become a Taoist couple, was gone. Even so, Feng Wu didn't want to let go.

This is his apprentice, he has been in both lives, and he will be in the future.

Even if he becomes a demon, he will not associate with demons, even if he does not look over, as long as he is still in Jiuchong Mountain, Feng Wu can see him every day.

Instead of purifying the devilish energy in his body, Zhenjun Fengwu found a better way.

That is to imprison him in this life.

He will not ascend, he will stay in the lower world to protect the peace of the world, including Tan Qiao.

"Little Qiao, you can rest assured that as a teacher, you will not let Jiuchongshan have trouble."

Tan Qiao's eyes moved slightly, unable to understand what he meant, and did not respond.

When he turned his head, his eyes only caught a corner of Feng Wu's clothes.

Tan Qiao didn't take it seriously, and continued his endless waiting. Thinking about it later, he had a little premonition at that time.

The senior brother said that the monsters guarding the gate of the two worlds can't live for a hundred years at most, and now it will soon be 100 years.

it's time.

It has been five days since Zhenjun Fengwu left last time, these days, the area around Anhuo Peak is especially noisy.

Tan Qiao couldn't remember how many years he hadn't spoken. When Yan Mingzhen ran over in a panic and directly broke through the barrier of flames and scorched earth from the outside, he vaguely realized something.

"The gate of the two worlds has fallen!"

Not caring to say anything, Yan Mingzhen grabbed his arm and fled northward with Yujian.

"That cunning fox demon has placed Jiuchongshan together! Over the years, he has been cooperating with the demons who sneaked into the lower world, creating the illusion that he is still alive, but in fact he is already dead!"

Tan Qiao looked dazed, unable to digest his meaning for a while.

Speaking of the demons who sneaked into the lower realm, the first thing he thought of was that weird eye.

It was probably Chen Xueshan who ruined the surrounding Lingshan for him. In the past 100 years, the eyes would come to him almost every year, and then leave quietly, and did not confuse him any more.

But since two years ago, the eyes have stopped coming.

"The demons who have infiltrated the lower realm have strange abilities. They can transmit the situation of the lower realm to the demon realm through a mirror image. It is really hard to guard against!"

Tan Qiao's breathing was stagnant, and an unrealistic guess flashed through her mind.

Yan Mingzhen, who was only running for his life, didn't notice Tan Qiao's abnormality, and could not stop cursing.

"Now that Jiuchong Mountain has been breached by monsters, what kind of treasure has been promised to make that fox demon abandon the entire lower realm at risk! The lower realm is not limited to human beings, there are also their snow fox clan!"

what a treasure...

In an instant, tears gushed out like broken beads, and the vision in front of him turned into twisted waves.

Tan Qiao jumped off Yan Mingzhen's long sword and flew north faster than him.

Yan Mingzhen turned pale with shock: "Linjiang City was invaded by a large number of monsters, Master asked us to protect innocent people, where are you going?!"

Tan Qiao didn't answer, and didn't look back, and went straight to the north at the fastest speed.

For those who are doomed to die, where is there any treasure in the world!

There is no treasure at all, between him and the common people in the world, Sheng Zhao finally chose him.

Tan Qiao wiped away her tears, with mixed feelings in her heart. When passing by several villages attacked by monsters, she did not slow down at all.

Unlike Master, Sheng Zhao actually wanted to look at him more than protecting any common people.

The corners of his eyes that had just been wiped dry instantly became moist. It would be embarrassing for an old monster who had lived for a hundred years to cry, but Tan Qiao still choked up and had difficulty breathing.

How dare you forget about him, you big liar!

He almost… almost took it seriously.

……

On the first day when the gate of the two worlds of Jiuchong Mountain was lost, blood flowed into rivers in the lower realm, and countless creatures died at the hands of the demons. The dark clouds covering the sun seemed to be falling down to the earth, and even the air was filled with a strong smell of blood.

As the source of the gate of the two worlds, countless monks fought bloody battles on Jiuchong Mountain, resulting in countless deaths and injuries.

In order to regain the Mustard Seed Space, Zhenjun Fengwu had his right arm cut off by the monster, and the inner alchemy of Linyan collapsed, while Yan Mingzhen was airstruck by the monster in the Jiuchong Valley, and his life and death are unknown.

Before the teleportation, the system raised its head tremblingly: In fact, the favorability of the protagonist Gong reached [-] a long time ago, and he just...hasn't gotten the hang of it.

Tan Qiao didn't get angry with it this time. It's too much to make a digital system.

"Master loves the world, so naturally he also loves me. He loves every plant, tree, and even a stone. Favorability can't explain anything."

The system was still a little bit unwilling, but Tan Qiao didn't want to explain anything. In fact, there was nothing to explain.

It took him some time to return to the depths of the snowy region, and finally found the cave where he was reborn, and a soft nostalgia filled his eyes that had been empty for a hundred years.

When all the monks risked their lives to fight for the lower realm, Tan Qiao didn't protect the so-called common people, nor did he steal his life. Instead, he went to the depths of the snowy area alone and fell.

……

Master loves the world, so naturally he loves me too.

He doesn't love the world, but only me.

So I have to love him too.

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下个世界娱乐圈，不甜不是人！感谢在2019-12-0401:54:40~2019-12-0503:19:47期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: Hanhan 1;

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