The Devil's Coming [Quick Transmigration]

"Old guy, I've already found you annoying!"

In the Valley of Worry, the figure stained red by blood fell heavily to the ground.

"Idiot, you didn't expect it, did you? I can be resurrected!"

In front of the Baicao Sect, the enemy who had been killed by him reappeared with disdain and sneered, looking at him who fell to the ground after being attacked.

"You're a native, you still want to kill me? You don't overestimate your own capabilities! And the Thousand Feather Sect, you don't know how to appreciate it, you deserve to be destroyed!"

"Brother Heng, don't you kill this NPC?"

"I'm in a good mood today. Let's spare his life. I've seen him escape from death many times and have many adventures. He looks like a protagonist. It's a pity to kill him like this. Maybe he can bring some more when he comes next time. More gift packages.”

"Brother Heng 666, you need to fatten them up before killing them!"

In the ruins of Qianyu Sect, the enemy's backs were walking away with their arms around each other, chatting and laughing, surrounded by a sea of ​​blazing fire. All the teachers, relatives and friends who had treated him sincerely were turned into corpses in the sea of ​​fire.

"Be careful, don't get close to him. It is said that this person will die wherever he goes, and even those who are close to him will end up badly. This is the only star of evil..."

Time and time again, when revenge failed, and time and time again when he ran without giving up, he whispered to the people he avoided.

It is said that before a person dies, the most profound memories of his life will appear in his mind. At this moment, as one scene after another passed through his mind, Yuan Feibai's consciousness was already in a trance: "My life is finally coming to an end." ?"

Carrying deep hatred and hatred, wandering the world like a zombie, neither wanting to live nor daring to die, relying solely on the thought of revenge and hatred to support me until now. Has such a muddled day finally come to an end?

At this moment, Yuan Feibai relaxed for the first time in a long time.

He was about to sink into the darkness subconsciously.

But at the last second, he suddenly woke up.

"Can't--"

"I still have a great vengeance yet to be avenged——"

"I can't die! I can't die—!"

In the Wuyou Valley where the bright sunlight is shining, the shadows of the trees are slanting, and the flowers are blooming, Yuan Qingxiao, the contemporary owner of the valley, is all smiles.

The proud disciple he accepted half a year ago is now starting to teach——

"Disciple, from today onwards you are going to be a disciple. You can go out to practice in the Valley. You have mastered all the secrets of Wuyou Valley. You are worthy of being a genius born with all the connections! In the future, you only need to follow the steps to strengthen your true energy and hone your martial arts. experience……"

He couldn't help but give careful instructions and pass on his half-life experience of traveling in the world to this proud disciple.

Looking at the vast world, Wuyou Valley can only be regarded as a third-rate sect and is not famous for its martial arts. However, the owner of the valley, Yuan Qingxiao, is a wizard. He is not very talented in martial arts, but he is proficient in medicine, music theory and miscellaneous studies. He has many friends in the world. There is no shortage of big-name figures, which gives Wuyougu a special status, and most sects are willing to sell him some face.

But after all, this is not achieved by relying on one's own strength.

Unexpectedly, half a year ago, he accidentally picked up a fatherless and motherless orphan, who turned out to be a highly talented martial arts genius who was expected to fundamentally improve the level of Wuyou Valley. Besides, this disciple has always been well-behaved and diligent, which made him very satisfied.

After giving the instructions, with other disciples watching, Yuan Qingxiao's pleased eyes fell on his proud disciple Situ Heng, and he cared like a loving father: "While it is still early, disciple, please set off now, remember to be careful on the road."

The young man in front of him was dressed in gray and handsome. He stood respectfully and listened carefully to all his instructions. Until then, he finally couldn't help but raise his head and said in a voice: "What? Is this the end?"

Situ Heng made a mistake for a moment, then quickly showed a sincere smile and added, "You have nothing more to say?"

Yuan Qingxiao was very pleased that his disciples were like this: "You have already caught up with your master in martial arts. What's missing is your accumulation of Qi and experience in martial arts. I have nothing to teach you anymore."

Situ Heng became a little anxious and quickly made it clear: "Master, I know you must be testing me on purpose. How can Wuyou Valley's secret art be so ordinary? There must be hidden skills. Just open your mouth and I can pass no matter what test you have!" "

His chest was beating loudly, and he looked eagerly at the middle-aged man in front of him, with burning anticipation hidden deep in his eyes.

"What kind of hidden skills?" Yuan Qingxiao was stunned and couldn't help but shook his head and said, "Our Wuyou Valley sect is not the Holy Sect of Heaven and Earth. Where did the hidden skills come from? Young people, don't aim too high. You need to be down-to-earth. Although you are gifted and your travels are rapid, there are people who are better than others. You must be careful in your words and deeds when traveling abroad..."

He earnestly warned his disciple with good intentions, but he didn't realize that the expression on the young man's face was becoming increasingly impatient. At the end, a hint of murderous intent flashed through those deep black pupils.

He frowned in displeasure: "I've been deceived by you for a long time, and it's been a waste of half a year! Why does a poor place have a name like Wuyou Valley? If I had known better, I wouldn't have joined this poor sect!"

"W-what did you say?" Yuan Qingxiao stared at him dumbfounded, really not understanding why his good disciple's face changed.

Situ Heng was too lazy to pay attention to him. He pushed Yuan Qingxiao's hand away and stood up to leave: "Come on, I'm too lazy to tell you more. Don't waste my time either. I have to hurry up and go see other people." Will the sect accept any disciples?”

This change of face really caught people off guard.

Yuan Qingxiao was so angry that his chest heaved violently. He didn't know what to say for a moment, so he could only say hello: "Stop him quickly!"

The other disciples who were also stunned around him immediately reacted and stepped forward: "Junior brother, wait a minute!"

"You can't leave the valley without Master's permission."

"Junior brother, you've gone too far. Why don't you apologize to the master!"

Amidst the shouting, a group of senior brothers and sisters stepped forward to block Situ Heng's way. They talked in a flurry, either scolding or persuading, but to Situ Heng it sounded like a group of flies buzzing in his ears, and he just felt annoyed.

"Don't block the way!" A fierce look flashed in his eyes, and his hands swept out, and he attacked without mercy.

Fists and feet added, and the true energy surged. The senior brothers and sisters didn't know that he would attack so fiercely. They were caught off guard and several figures flew out heavily, screaming.

Suddenly, everyone was angered by him. Yuan Qingxiao's eyes were bloodshot.

"Evil disciple! Evil disciple!"

Yuan Qingxiao couldn't bear it anymore and jumped forward, raised his hand and grabbed him, wanting to catch him and then punish him. Unexpectedly, Situ Heng not only didn't dodge, but took the initiative to crash into his arms.

A short blade slashed out from the gray sleeve silently.

Puff——

The sound of the blade entering the flesh sounded silently, and a large amount of blood stained the middle-aged man's chest.

He fell back with his eyes wide open, staring intently, but only saw the impatient expression on the boy's face:

"Old man, I've been tired of you for a long time!"

"If it weren't for the peerless martial arts, who would have tolerated you?"

After the crowd was silent, it exploded.

"Dad——!"

"He killed Master!!"

"We can't let him go!!!"

"Damn, a bunch of idiots!" Facing the messy crowd rushing over, Situ Heng was not panicked at all, but showed his fierce appearance. He shook the blood on the dagger and rushed forward.

Even the master of Wuyou Valley, Yuan Qingxiao, fell down. How could these Wuyou Valley disciples who were not yet at home be his opponents?

Unknowingly, blood stained Wuyou Valley.

The strong smell of blood and the fragrance of flowers mixed together, forming a smell that made people want to vomit.

Yuan Feibai woke up in this familiar smell.

Among the corpses on the ground, a bloody corpse suddenly moved, and then he slowly opened his confused eyes.

"I'm not dead..."

Yuan Feibai didn't know whether to be thankful or smile bitterly.

"... I'm alive again?"

He survived the disaster again and again, witnessed the death of relatives and friends again and again, and only he was able to survive. Is this luck or torture?

"Situ Heng!" He gritted his teeth and chanted the name of his enemy, relying on his obsession to make himself survive, and his originally dim and confused eyes regained their brilliance.

At this time, Yuan Feibai noticed that something was wrong around him.

He was seriously injured and could only look around. His eyes fell on a certain place and saw Yuan Qingxiao's body. He froze and immediately looked around in disbelief, even more shocked.

"Dad..."

The familiar scene in front of him almost made Yuan Feibai cry.

"Is this... Worry-free Valley?!"

"No, Worry-free Valley disappeared five years ago, and my dad... What's going on?!"

"It's very simple, you were reborn five years ago." Someone spoke softly in his mind, "Of course, the more accurate statement should be that you have gained the memory of the next five years. Whichever statement you prefer, that's it!"

The voice came suddenly, the tone was lively and brisk, without any malice, but it made Yuan Feibai's pupils suddenly shrink.

He suddenly became alert and asked three questions in a row: "Who are you? Is it you who made trouble? What do you want to do?"

"I said you can pretend to be reborn or predict the future. All this has nothing to do with me, it's your own special fate. I just came to this world by chance in this time gate and happened to choose you."

The brisk voice answered him like this.

Although he couldn't see the person, Yuan Feibai heard a smile from his voice. But Yuan Feibai didn't relax because of this, his expression became more vigilant, and he obviously didn't believe him.

"...As for what I want to do, I want to make a deal with you."

Sure enough, the next moment, the other party said his purpose.

"Young man, come and sign a contract with me to become a divine messenger!"

Su Ying brought out Xu Mingjue's statement in the previous world.

"I'll lend you my body and fulfill one of your wishes. For example, it's easy to make your enemy's soul fly away!"

Yuan Feibai didn't believe this nonsense at all.

Not to mention that he knew how difficult it was to kill his enemy, just the fact that this person wanted to borrow his body right away was obviously not a good person, but rather somewhat similar to his enemy...

"Huh..." He squeezed out a bitter laugh from his throat, "Evil demon from outside the sky, even such a method is used? But you shouldn't find me, Yuan will never let you succeed!"

He suddenly circulated the true energy in his meridians. The invisible cyclone wandered wildly in the meridians and was about to explode.

But the next second, Yuan Feibai was completely frozen. The true energy that was about to explode also silently dispersed into the meridians.

He heard the voice in his mind again:

"Hey, hey, hey, what's the point of self-destructing when you don't agree with me? Young man, do you know that life is precious and you need to cherish it!"

This lively tone was not in line with the earnest advice, Yuan Feibai said nothing and resisted silently.

But the voice continued:

"And then, if you refuse, I will ask the next one. Not only did you refuse, but you also slandered my reputation. This is unbearable! How can this immortal be like a demon?"

As soon as the voice fell, Yuan Feibai, who was lying motionless in the corpse, stood up with a somersault. Then he stretched his arms and legs on the spot, jumping and hopping, like a puppeteer checking whether the various functions of the puppet were normal.

He did not forget to make a comment: "Not bad, not bad, young people have strong recovery ability. I just gathered a little bit of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and the injuries of this body have been mostly healed."

Yuan Feibai was shocked and wanted to take back the control of his body, but found that he was powerless. He heard the voice in his mind laugh triumphantly: "Hey!"

"Are you stupid? I can control your body to do whatever I want without your consent. Signing the contract is just to make you feel at ease. I can force you to buy and sell even if you don't sign it."

"For example, this, this, and this."

Seeing this person controlling his body to do all kinds of eye-catching behaviors, Yuan Feibai could no longer remain silent: "Stop it! What are you doing? !!"