Stay with me, I rely on the childbearing system to get pregnant and dote on me alone

Xuan Canglan stepped on the silver silk, balanced his body, and slowly walked towards the edge of the pool.

Every step he took, he had to endure the pain of silk embedded in his flesh.

When he finally reached the end, his feet were already dripping with blood and his flesh was bloody.

But his eyes were extremely bright, looking up at Cha Jiu like a scarred wolf wolf craving for affirmation.

"I did it, Lord Protector Zuo."

Cha Jiu gave him an approving look: "A strong person never desires mercy from others, and every step he takes is a mountain of swords and a sea of ​​blood. I look forward to the day when you become the Green Yi Attendant."

Xuan Canglan pursed his lips, suppressing the excitement in his heart.

The fingers he put behind his back were almost broken with excitement.

Lord Protector Zuo... said that he expected him to become the Green-dressed Attendant!

Chajiu knew very well that people like Xuan Canglan were born with a stubborn streak.

Giving him recognition for his efforts is far more useful than showing mercy.

This is why Cha Jiu didn't rescue him directly.

System prompt: "Xuan Canglan's favorability rate reaches 90.00%."

Cha Jiu: "...He is so innocent."

System: "There is no way, he is still a simple child who lacks love."

Xuan Canglan's father was a spy sent by Mingjian Villa to hide his identity. In order to hide his identity, he married a woman from Wuji Palace who loved him deeply, that is, Xuan Canglan's mother.

But in the end, his father chose to kill his mother in front of him.

Then he fled back to Mingjian Villa with the information, not caring about Xuan Canglan's life or death.

Xuan Canglan grew up with the reputation of a traitor and a bitch. He was bullied and his life was worse than mud under his feet.

No one in this world loves him.

Including himself.

Cha Jiu: "No wonder Xuan Yue just casually saved him in the previous life, but he was so loyal and willing to sacrifice his life."

System: "After Xuan Canglan awakens his rebirth memory, your mission of giving birth will not be so easy."

"You won't let me attack him now." Cha Jiu looked at Xuan Canglan in front of him calmly. He was thin, short, malnourished, and two heads shorter than her.

She was very embarrassed: "He is only 13 years old, I can't do anything."

System: "...You are only 16 years old, don't worry, don't be in a hurry. You still have a mission."

"What mission?"

"Complete revenge on Xuan Baiyu and eliminate Xuan Yue's resentment value."

In the dark and dark dungeon, a servant in green clothes came from afar and bowed to Cha Jiu.

"Lord Protector Zuo, the master of the hall asks you to go to the main hall immediately."

The palace master was summoned in a hurry, probably because of the recent leaks of Wuji Palace mission information.

"I know." Cha Jiu responded lightly.

She threw a bottle of good wound medicine that she carried with her to Xuan Canglan and left with the servant in green.

Xuan Canglan held the small porcelain bottle tightly, cherishing it very much.

He limped back to his residence - an extremely simple 15-seat bunkhouse with drafty windows and only a wooden table with a missing corner besides the kang.

In the Wuji Hall, only the Qingyi servants and above are equipped with separate rooms.

Even the waiter in green clothes can only stay in a two-person room.

Not to mention low-level gray-clothed people like them who don’t even have a level and might die in training tomorrow.

Xuan Canglan's bed was not even on the bunk bed for 15 people.

Instead, it was spread on the pile of weeds on the ground in the corner.

At the same time, these gray clothes excluded him and refused to let him sleep on the bed.

But it doesn’t matter, just take things as they come and accept them.

Xuan Canglan himself found the softest hay and woven it into a mattress, and then covered it with a thin quilt, which was not bad.

There was no one in the room, so he went out to get water, washed his feet carefully, and then took out the wound medicine Chajiu had given him and started applying it.

He was very stingy with this bottle of medicine and was only willing to apply a thin layer on the wound.

"Ah."

A cold sneer sounded in his ears, startling Xuan Canglan.

"Who?" He looked around warily, but there was no one in sight.

The voice seemed to appear out of thin air.

"Stop looking." The mysterious voice said, "I am in your mind, I am you, and you are me."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xuan Canglan suddenly felt a sharp pain in his head.

A strange and huge memory flooded into his mind like a ferocious tide, almost bursting his head.

He saw himself as an adult, walking on a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, step by step from the gray clothes to the Qing Yi Shi, Xuan Yi Shi, to the Zuo Protector.

He also saw that Lord Protector Zuo blocked his martial arts skills for the sake of an elegant man in white clothes, and then personally pushed him into the Hundred Poison Pond.

Countless poisonous creatures lay on his body to bite him.

The Gu technique caused his white bones to quickly grow blood and flesh.

In the end, he became a half-human, half-bone monster, the "puppet" of that elegant man, and was imprisoned in a never-ending dungeon.

Unbelief, unwillingness, despair, hatred...

These heavy but non-original emotions almost made Xuan Canglan's mind collapse.

He lay on the ground, holding his painful head, resisting desperately: "No, these are things that have never happened..."

The mysterious voice snorted coldly: "You are wrong, these are things that are about to happen."

"Do you think Xuan Yue saved you because she pities you and pays attention to you? She saved you just on a whim, just like seeing an insignificant fallen leaf on the roadside, stepping on it when she got interested, and listening to it being crushed. It’s just the sound.”

"To her, you are worse than an ant."

Xuan Canglan was in extreme pain, but still clenched the porcelain bottle in his hand, maintaining the last bit of self-awareness: "No... no! She saved me... and said she expected me to become the Tsing Yi Maid..."

The mysterious voice was even more disdainful: "What she expects is not you, but a handy knife. This knife can be used by you or someone else."

Xuan Canglan gritted his teeth: "Then I also want to...be the only knife in her hand!"

Mysterious voice: "..."

He no longer knows how to persuade himself in this life.

Yes, the voice of life that appeared in Xuan Canglan's mind was exactly the consciousness after rebirth.

But this consciousness is too weak and cannot completely occupy the body.

This resulted in the existence of two consciousnesses in Xuan Canglan's body.

One is Xuan Canglan who was reborn with hatred, and the other is the consciousness of this life.

The former has only hatred.

The latter is a tangle of complex emotions.

There is admiration and attachment for Cha Jiu, but at the same time, he is also afraid of what will happen in the future.

These two consciousnesses are at war with each other, just to see which one can gain the upper hand, devour the other, and finally occupy this body.

Xuan Canglan fainted.