I am in Douluo, but my martial soul can reach the wilderness

"Ugh...I'm going to die. Why do I feel so cold and so hot? My eyelids are so heavy..."

"Wait...I traveled through time? I became Xueqinghe?"

As soon as Xiao Chung regained consciousness, a massive flood of memories flooded into his brain, making him understand his situation.

"What's going on with the book and the big white goose in my consciousness? They seem to be merging? Um...no, it seems like the book is swallowing the big white goose."

A series of questions popped up in his mind, making him a little confused, but the conversation of the person beside the bed caught his attention.

"Dugu Mian, how is Qinghe?"

"Hmm... It looks like a poison but not a poison, it looks like a disease but not a disease. I'm not sure what his condition is." A skinny old man wearing a dark green robe said with a frown.

Emperor Xue Ye looked at a boy of about ten years old lying on the bed, with a somewhat gloomy look in his eyes.

"I was fine yesterday, but my life is suddenly in danger today. It's no accident! Although the empire has been uneasy in recent years, I didn't expect that someone would dare to attack the prince. He really thought I was a vegetarian." Emperor Xue Ye was full of murderous intent. said.

"Your Majesty, don't be anxious. For the current plan, it is business to cure Qinghe first. Otherwise, if something happens to him, not only the supporters behind the second prince will be ready to take action, but also with Wuhun Palace watching from the side, there will probably be another disturbance. ." Another voice sounded, speaking from another young man with a tall figure and a gorgeous temperament.

Emperor Xueye frowned: "What does Sect Leader Ning mean?"

"Your Majesty should know what I mean. No matter what, you should be prepared with both hands. If Qinghe can be successfully cured, everyone will be happy. If not... Your Majesty has to consider one more step now." Ning Fengzhi said in a very cryptic way. .

Emperor Xue Ye's face turned green and white, and there was anger in his heart that he wanted to express but couldn't. After a long time, he sighed softly and said: "Well... I understand. Thank you, Sect Master, for reminding me."

"Your Majesty, Dugu Mian, I will leave Qinghe to you. If possible, please do your best to treat me. If it is really impossible to do... I don't blame you, Mian."

"Well, I will do my best." Dugu Bo nodded.

"Alas——" With another long sigh, Emperor Xueye murmured: "...I'll think about the position of prince again."

Emperor Xue Ye left, and Ning Fengzhi didn't stay long. He finally glanced at Xue Qinghe, who was lying on the bed with a pale face, and now Xiao Chun, and he also let out a long sigh, full of regret.

"Oh, wait, what prince? Uncle, what did you mean by sighing just now? Hey... I think I can save you a little more." Xiao Chun felt something was wrong. Why did he seem to be in the mouths of these people? It feels like it's getting cold.

Dugu Bo, Emperor Xue Ye, and Ning Fengzhi, of course he knew these three people. Two of them became Tang San's followers, and the most unlucky Emperor Xue Ye died at the hands of Xue Qinghe disguised as Qian Renxue.

"I remember that in the original plot, Xue Qinghe was killed by Qian Renxue a long time ago, and now I am Xue Qinghe... Damn it, no way? Did I have to burp when I just crossed over?"

Xiao Chun's heart tightened and he struggled to get up, but the book that was merging with the Swan Martial Spirit in his consciousness suppressed him with a faint yellow light, and not a single muscle in his body could move.

Each book and swan are composed of light and shadow. The swan should be Xue Qinghe's martial spirit. He remembered that it should be like this in the original book.

The book was a simple yellow color with a sense of history. It looked familiar, as if he had seen it before. When his eyes fell on the cover of the book, he saw three large characters written in black ink that seemed to exude some kind of... The mysterious and strange power attracted his attention.

"Mountains, seas, scriptures?"

Xiao Chun slowly read out the three words above.

Shanhaijing!

He finally remembered where the familiarity came from. It was an old book he found at a street stall in his previous life. He sold it when it looked a little old, but he didn't expect it to appear here.

"Could it be that the Book of Mountains and Seas has become my martial spirit? Is it awakening and swallowing Xue Qinghe's martial spirit at the same time?" Xiao Chun thought thoughtfully.

As time passed, Xue Qinghe's own martial spirit was gradually swallowed up, and the Book of Mountains and Seas replaced the other party and became the new martial spirit.

At the same time, a gentle energy flowed through his body, and Xiao Chun saw what was going on inside his body, as if he had learned the legendary inner vision.

There was a mass of gray-black energy entrenched in his lower abdomen, constantly extracting nutrients and vitality from his body.

"Xue Qinghe was probably killed by this thing and then taken away by me, right? It looks a bit like poison."

In addition, he also saw another group of green things consuming and blocking the gray-black energy. According to this trend, this green thing should gradually gain the upper hand, but it may take a lot of time.

Xiao Chun remembered that someone opened his mouth and poured this green stuff in. It was probably the medicine prepared by Dugu Bo.

Toxicology is pharmacology, old poisons have outstanding poisoning properties, and medical methods must be good, not all of them are harmful to people.

However, with the successful fusion of Wuhun, he also began to attack the evil gray-black energy and slowly absorbed it, greatly speeding up Xiao Chun's recovery.

"They just mentioned that it was Xue Qinghe's tenth birthday a few days ago. I remember that in the original book, Xue Qinghe died at the hunting party on his tenth birthday. So I should be fine this time, but it won't be during the hunting party. That’s easy to say.”

"...In the original work, Xue Qinghe was disguised by Qian Renxue, and the person was killed by her disguised maid. So Xue Qinghe's poisoning was most likely caused by her."

Xiao Chun combined the memory of his previous life and the current situation, and he had already guessed the ins and outs of the matter.

Dugu Bo also left, and the room became quiet. The calm candlelight trembled slightly, and a figure appeared silently beside the bed.

At this moment, Qian Renxue is just an innocent girl. If she hadn't known her identity in advance, no one would have known that she would be the daughter of the Pope of Wuhun Palace.

But the strange thing is that she is now wearing Xue Qinghe's clothes, which are exactly the same as Xiao Chun on the bed.

She murmured: "Xue Qinghe, don't blame me. After you die, I will live on in your place."

Xiao Chun's eyelashes fluttered. Now he could move, but Qian Renxue came in before he had a chance to get up.

"...It's just that you were born in the wrong place."

Qian Renxue was talking to herself, completely unaware of Xiao Chun's reaction on the bed.

"No, if this continues, if she finds out that I'm not dead, she'll have to attack me..." Xiao Chun started to get a little anxious.

Just as he was hesitating, he felt a faint aroma coming from the tip of his nose. He squinted and saw Qian Renxue leaning down, as if to move him away from the bed.

There is no doubt that the opponent's current focus is to take advantage of this opportunity to completely replace Xue Qinghe.

Xiao Chun's brain was running wildly, looking for a way to crack it.

Finally, he gritted his teeth and felt cruel. He suddenly opened his arms and hugged Qian Renxue with his backhand.

The delicate body suddenly froze, like a big log.

Through the slit of his eyelids, he saw Qian Renxue's eyes widening, her face full of unbelievable shock.

"Um...Qianxue, is it you? I'm so cold."

Xiao Chun pretended to murmur unconsciously, and at the same time used his hands and feet to wrap around Qian Renxue like an octopus.

He was determined to pay attention. Even if the King of Heaven came today, he would not let go unless the other party could take him away in this way.

No matter how powerful Qian Renxue is in the future, she is just a little girl in her early ten years now. How can she go through such a shameless battle? After the stiffness, she begins to struggle at a loss, trying to break away from Xiao Chun like an octopus. Hug.

But after several struggles, Qian Renxue feebly discovered that it seemed to be getting tighter and tighter.

"Let go... let go!"

She shouted softly and pushed her hands back hard, but it was of little effect. Xiao Chun's arms were like iron hoops, and no matter how hard she struggled, it was of no avail.

Ten minutes later, Qian Renxuexiang collapsed in sweat, panting heavily.

Xiao Chun secretly laughed in his heart... You little girl, you want to harm me, so you lose your wife and your troops.

Qian Renxue obviously didn't know it was him who was causing trouble, and just thought it was an unconscious action after falling into a coma.

The room gradually became quiet, Qian Renxue's breathing began to become even, and she fell asleep directly.

Xiao Chun opened his eyes and lowered his eyes to catch a glimpse of the blond hair lying on his chest.

"Put it off for the time being... wake up suddenly tomorrow morning and give her a shock so that she has no chance to strike again. The next step is to escape the attack from the hunting group behind, which should be able to completely solve the current life and death crisis. "