Quick Travel: Crazy criticism of the host and his love for him

Yan Yu woke up in the system space and suddenly found hot and bright red roses on the pillow.

The rose was very fresh, with water droplets hanging diagonally on the blood-like petals, and there was an exquisite ring in the center of the flower.

The system also spoke appropriately to explain to Yan Yu.

[Si Ruxian gave it to you. 】

Yan Eucalyptus sat up, her hair falling down onto his shoulders and hanging quietly on his chest, giving her a sense of presence.

There was teasing in his lazy eyes, he stroked the rose petals, and said in a faint voice: "I won't be able to live in peace even if I die, but you also sent me a flower and a ring to make me miss him."

[I thought you, the host, were in love with him. 】

Yan Yu paused and admitted generously: "Of course there is love, it's just more or less."

After saying this, he put the rose into his nose and smelled the fragrant fragrance.

[Host, do you want to relax? 】

"No." Nothing was more important than his memory.

Yan Yu's fingertips slid gently, and a simple and mysterious box suddenly appeared, and he opened it in front of Yan Yu.

Putting the roses and rings properly, Yan Yu lay down.

……

As soon as Yan Yu regained consciousness, she felt as if her entire body was about to be torn apart.

He was wearing the clothes of a disciple of the Qingyun Sect, but unfortunately his clothes were in tatters, covered with bloodstains and the mess left behind after escaping.

With just one glance, Yan Yu knew that he was running for his life at this moment.

[The enemy is less than 500 meters away from the host. After system scanning, it is found that the dense forest here exceeds 10,000 hectares. There is a cliff one kilometer east, and there is a deep pool under the cliff. Jumping off the cliff is currently the best way to escape. 】

After hearing what the system said, Yan Yu endured the pain and ran eastward.

While running, Yan Yu did not forget to smooth out the demonic energy rushing inside his body to protect his heart.

With the biting wind in his ears, Yan Yu fell into the deep pool. Finally, relying on his super mental strength, he climbed out of the deep pool, dragged his tired body to find a safer place to stay, and then stopped to adjust. interest.

[Ding dong! Host, please note that the memory of the original host is being transferred——】

Original owner’s name: Li Yanyu

Sex: Male

Age: 167 years old

Height: 182cm

Identity: Disciple of Qingyun Sect, Master of Demonic Church

Ending: Died during the righteous encirclement and suppression

Reason: The original person suffered from mental illness since childhood and was abandoned by his parents. When he was 13 years old, he accidentally met Lord Hao Ling of Wuji Peak and was taken into his sect, becoming the second disciple of Lord Hao Ling.

At the age of 100, he was harmed by the male and female masters, his golden elixir was shattered, his cultivation was abolished, and he was expelled from the sect.

After struggling for a year, he was picked up by the Demon Cult Protector and taken back to work as a medicine man. After being tortured for more than two hundred years, he practiced demon skills and became the master of the Demon Cult. He died when the righteous sects united to encircle and suppress the demon sect.

After accepting the memory of the original owner, Yan Yu understood the node he was at.

This was the moment when the original owner was shattered by the golden elixir, his cultivation was abolished, and he was expelled from the sect.

If Yan Eucalyptus had not arrived, Li Yan Eucalyptus would have been captured by the demon sect's protector and made a medicine man, and would have been tortured for more than two hundred years.

The original owner had been abandoned, used, and sacrificed throughout his life... The only warmth was that Lord Hao Ling cured his heart disease and accepted him as his disciple.

It's a pity that this warmth disappeared when he was expelled from the sect.

He tugged on the hem of Lord Hao Ling's clothes, praying for his master to believe in him, but what he encountered was Lord Hao Ling's cold eyebrows.

He longed for the gentleness that Lord Hao Ling showed when he was treating his heart ailment. He admired the care that the master showed to his senior brother. He coveted the love that his senior brother showed to his junior sister... He also wanted someone to be gentle to him.

Unfortunately...no.

“Instead of expecting others to be kind to you, why not be kind to yourself.”

[In life, everyone has their own hardships, and no one is necessarily easier than the other. If you don’t experience the pain of others’ tears, you can’t understand the sadness of others’ pain. 】

Yan Yu's eyes paused, and it was hard not to suspect that the system had had a lot of troubles in his life.

[The only tenderness in Li Yan's life comes from Lord Hao Ling. Even if he is framed by the male and female protagonists in the end and is not believed by others, he doesn't care. He wanted to catch Hao Lingjun, the only master who had given him tenderness. He wanted Hao Lingjun, he wanted to get Hao Lingjun. 】

"I know."

After responding to the system, Yan Yu began to practice the set of magic skills that he had practiced originally.

This body's cultivation was crippled and it was already severely injured, but it was made worse by the rampant demonic energy. If it weren't for Yan Yu's strong mental strength, he might have fainted long ago.

At this time, we can only have a chance of survival by refining this demonic energy for our own use.

It was such a process that Yan Yu spent a year.

A year later, Yan Yu slowly opened her eyes and exhaled a breath of turbid air.

After a year of torture, he successfully integrated the demonic energy with his body and became a demonic cultivator, but his cultivation level was not high.

[Host, where do you need to go now? 】

Demon cultivators are not tolerated by immortal cultivators, and only the Demon Cult can have a place for him.

However, his cultivation level was too low at this time, so he would either be tutored or do odd jobs for others when he went to the Demon Sect.

The original owner's wish was to get Lord Hao Ling. If he was not cultivated enough, he might be killed in advance before he could see Lord Hao Ling.

So, Yan Yu planned to go to the Forest of the Dead. Improve your cultivation.

The Forest of the Dead is an ancient battlefield, and it is extremely dangerous. But for Yan Yu, if he wants to quickly improve his strength, the Forest of the Dead is the best choice.

He carefully avoided the practicing monks on the outside, and while collecting magic plants, he headed towards the inside.

The Forest of the Dead is particularly cold and eerie.

The plants were unusually thick and twisted, as if they had sucked human blood, turning red and purple, as if someone would cut open the bark of the tree trunks, and blood would flow out.

Yan Yu glanced at it and saw that unknown bones were still exposed in the shallow sand.

【Host! Watch your back! 】

As the sound of the system fell, Yan Yu felt a gust of wind coming from behind him, and a hand suddenly appeared on his ankle, holding him tightly.

He broke the bones of his hand at his ankle and hurriedly avoided the attack from behind.

I saw a pieced-together skeleton of a man crashing into a thick tree trunk. The dense red light slowly disappeared, and it crackled into broken bones and fell to the ground.

Yan Yu glanced at it indifferently. This should have been leftover from the original, but because of the long time or some reason, the attack power was not strong.

[Host, the map of the Forest of the Undead has been completely scanned, and the places where the monsters are entrenched have been marked. There is a lone monster living one thousand meters away in a straight line. 】

Looking at the dense red dots on the system panel, he sat down directly, letting the system guard him and started practicing.

Yan Yu didn't intend to hide from the monster. He knew exactly what he was doing here.

The red mist surges in the Forest of the Undead, and the roars of monsters ring in my ears from time to time. The thick and twisted tree trunks smile ferociously, and they extend their branches to catch prey, making rustling sounds.

Demonic energy flowed around, gathering from all directions, surrounding Yan Yu's body, and penetrated into his skin.

Yan Yu pointed his sword at the center of the Forest of the Dead, pushing all the way...