Everyone is crazy about it, the magic cultivator is reborn into the love brain script

In the fifth year after becoming the Demon Lord's bootlicker after traveling through the book for the seventh time, Jiang Xuan blocked the fatal sword from the heroine for the Demon Lord on the battlefield.

Jiang Xuan's face turned pale, his fingers subconsciously grasped the sharp blade, and when he looked up again, he met the slightly widened eyes of the heroine Jiang Li, and looked down in disbelief...

Well, another sword piercing the heart.

The sound of flesh breaking came from inside the body.

It really hurts, and I've gotten used to it.

"You... cough cough cough cough, I've been hiding so far away, I gave you the chance but you didn't use it"

I'm really impressed. Are all the people in the cultivation world so slow to act? Why waste time giving speeches? Can't they just kill the Demon Lord right away?

Shen Xiuyan was clearly only an arm's length away from the heroine Jiang Li, yet she was knocked over to block the knife even from eight hundred miles away.

This damn plot line! Jiang Xuan went through the book seven times but failed to change his fate.

A fishy-sweet taste flowed from Jiang Xuan's mouth, and blood dripped onto Jiang Li's slightly trembling sword, making a clanging sound.

She tried her best to look back at Demon Lord Shen Xiuyan and the left protector Ling Xin behind him with a murderous look in her eyes.

If you want to save someone, just go and block it yourself! Why are you pushing me?!

Jiang Xuan cursed angrily, but because of the blood rushing up in his throat, he could only make vague sounds. He sobbed for a while and his pupils gradually dilated.

Shen Xiuyan held Jiang Xuan in his arms and watched her slowly die. He was stunned for a moment, his cold face revealing some unknown emotions. Then he quickly reacted and flew out of the hole in the formation with Jiang Xuan's body.

Jiang Xuan, who was in soul form, hugged his arms and sighed. She risked her life to cut out the entrance to the cave. Before she could run out, Ling Xin pushed her over to block the sword.

There is no need to watch the rest of the plot, Jiang Xuan can recite it with his heels. Shen Xiuyan stir-fried her corpse, cut it into pieces, and then threw it into the cauldron to turn it into medicine.

She was born with multiple spiritual roots, and even though she later degenerated into a demon cultivator, the power contained in her body was extremely powerful.

After taking the elixir, Shen Xiuyan's power increased greatly, and he led the Demon Realm to continue attacking the Cultivation Realm. The Cultivation Realm paid a very heavy price to seal the Demon Lord again. All of the five major sects completely sacrificed one Suiyi Sect because of this battle.

Jiang Xuan didn't want to watch the VCR of himself being chopped into pieces, so he looked up and signaled the system to pull him back to the space.

"You failed again, Jiang Xuan, this is the seventh time"

The system ball flew back and forth in front of Jiang Xuan. The pure white space was filled with the glaring red word "Defeated" and the replay of the failure of being pierced through the heart by a sword, which gave Jiang Xuan a splitting headache.

"You're bothering my eyes."

After trying so many times, Jiang Xuan still failed to survive in this world of cultivation.

She was originally a graduate student in the modern world. Just when she accepted a high-paying offer and was about to go to her inhuman mentor to discuss graduation, she died suddenly from staying up late.

Because her life span had not yet ended and she could not be reincarnated, she was bound by the system and stuffed into an old romance novel in the world of cultivation. As long as she survived, she could enjoy the happy life of immortality in the world of cultivation, with no limit on the number of attempts.

For a newly graduated master's student, this tempting condition is a pie in the sky that he has to take.

When Jiang Xuan heard the words "travel through a book", he immediately felt that all his resentment disappeared.

She thought this was a sure-win business, but she didn't expect that all these attempts would fail.

In the first life, Jiang Xuan stayed beside the Demon Lord Shen Xiuyan to persuade him every day, and even prevented him from becoming enemies with the heroine Jiang Li, but he could not avoid the ending of being pierced through the heart by a sword.

The other six times, Jiang Xuan tried to seduce Shen Xiuyan, elope with him, go to the cultivation world to seek peace before the war, kill the heroine Jiang Li in advance, etc., but all failed.

Licking the dog until there is nothing left.

The life of a demon cultivator is too hard. Not only does Jiang Xuan have to struggle to survive in a world where the strong prey on the weak, but he also has to face the unwarranted jealousy and revenge from other admirers of the Demon Lord.

Those evil old bastards of the demonic cultivators are best at poisoning and using dirty tricks. Jiang Xuan can't die before the plot checkpoint of the battle between immortals and demons, so the system will keep Jiang Xuan alive.

Before the destined catastrophe when he would block the sword for the Demon Lord five years later, Jiang Xuan would not die as long as his neck was not completely broken and his blood was not drained out.

Therefore, in the previous seven attempts, she could only endure the poisons such as Broken Heart Powder and was in excruciating pain.

As a result, the first thing she did after entering the book was to collect anesthetics and common antidotes.

There is nothing special about it, it’s just a matter of practice.

Jiang Xuan sighed, grabbed the ball floating in the air and kneaded it. This system was really useless. After teleporting her to the world, it no longer cared about her, not to mention activating those cool gold fingers.

Jiang Xuan felt even more frustrated than before in real life.

Tuanzi made some swearing sounds of resistance, but the sound was completely obscured by Jiang Xuan's violent rubbing of his face.

Jiang Xuan stayed by Shen Xiuyan's side, conscientiously playing the role of a bootlicker in the original novel. It was already difficult for him to guard against assassinations by the Demon Lord's other suitors, and he could not escape the fate of being used as a shield every time.

She was clearly eight hundred meters away from the Demon Lord and the heroine, but she was inexplicably bumped into and had to block the sword for him.

In the previous few times, he even tried to block it in various ways by accidentally spraining his ankle or being knocked away by the formation.

Jiang Xuan finally understood that even if she tried countless times and the mission failed, she would only be living out the original owner's miserable life countless times.

No, if this goes on, she will really go crazy!

Whenever she saw Shen Xiuyan's face, she subconsciously wanted to vomit.

The timing of being teleported was always bad. At that time, the original owner had been with Shen Xiuyan for three hundred years, and they had experienced hardships together in the human world. If he left suddenly, it would probably only anger this unpredictable evil ghost.

The original owner was a genius with multiple spiritual roots, but unfortunately he was reborn in the human world. Because of his immortality, he was regarded as a demon by his family and suffered torture in the human world.

At that time, Shen Xiuyan was seriously injured in the attempt to obtain the magic weapon, his magic power was sealed and his memory was lost, and he also ended up wandering in the human world.

In this way, the original owner and Shen Xiuyan depended on each other in the human world until three hundred years later, when Shen Xiuyan regained his memory in a dream, broke the seal, and brought the original owner back to the demon world.

In the original novel, Jiang Xuan fell into the path of evil because of the torture he suffered in the human world. It was difficult for his physique with multiple spiritual roots to advance to a higher level in the world of cultivation, but the original owner relied on his resentment to cultivate in the demon world, and his skills greatly improved.

The subsequent story is the same as what Jiang Xuan is experiencing now. After five years of cultivation in the Demon Realm, there was a war between immortals and demons. The Demon Lord fell into the trap of the cultivation world and used all the disciples of the Suiyi Sect as bait. During the war, he was locked in a formation. In order to save him, Jiang Xuan sacrificed himself to block the sword and was then refined into a pill.

Jiang Xuan sighed, ruffled up all the hair on Tuanzi's head, and looked at his free-range system seriously.

"No, I really have no chance of survival next to Shen Xiuyan. The Demon Lord has no heart at all. I can't lick him. Can we move the time earlier this time so that we don't have too much contact?"

Jiang Xuan looked as if he had lost all desire in life, and he looked lifeless as if he had been through thirty days of long nights.

There is no way to survive if she stays with the Demon Lord. Since she has to completely abandon the original plot line, she might as well do the opposite and try to explore the world of cultivation next time.

If Jiang Xuan was not a demon cultivator, he would not have protected Shen Xiuyan. And he and the heroine Jiang Li were on the same front line in the cultivation world, so perhaps he could have avoided the fate of being killed for blocking the sword.

Since the original plot wasn't working, Jiang Xuan simply disrupted the plot and tried his own way, abandoning the dark and turning to the light to try his luck in the world of cultivation.

The dumpling flew into the air. Although the system had no facial features, Jiang Xuan could clearly feel that it was looking at him with a flattering smile.

"Hey, host, if I say no, will you hit me?"

Jiang Xuan took a deep breath and fell to the ground like a rogue. "I'm so tired. I feel like my soul and my beautiful character have all been destroyed. Next time, I'll just give up and let everyone die here."

Jiang Xuan closed his eyes, intending to use sleep to show his determination to show off.

"No, no, no! Isn't it enough for me to help you? It's okay if you are tired, but don't give up!"

The system has lost count of how many people in this world have gone crazy because they cannot break the impasse. Although Jiang Xuan is always lazy, he has a good ability to endure. When he is oppressed to the extreme, he can always vent it in some crazy ways.

If the host fails again this time, it might be pulled back by the System Control Bureau to be formatted!

Tuanzi held his breath and restarted the world facing the "pool" lying on the ground. When Jiang Xuan opened his eyes, he found that the light around him was shining again.

No, I will teleport without saying anything! Jiang Xuan's mouth twitched. What if she could take a weekend off?

Jiang Xuan was about to open his mouth to protest when he was interrupted by Tuanzi, who had turned a little pale.

"Host, stop talking! Can't you see I'm being teleported? If you drop your vocal cords here again!"

Jiang Xuan didn't dare to take the risk of becoming mute next time, so he immediately knelt down on the ground obediently.

"Success... Success. I'm so tired. I need to take a rest..."

The ball fell limply from the sky and returned to its nest to sleep.

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In the dilapidated corner of the woodshed of the Jiang family mansion, a weak young girl lay, her bones were dry and her hair was red, and her thin wrists and ankles were covered with marks of ropes.

"Ugh, cough, cough, cough, cough! cough, cough, cough, cough!"

Jiang Xuan took deep breaths until his lungs ached. The dust in the woodshed flew into the air under the dim moonlight.

Jiang Xuan frowned at the dull pain in his palm. He raised his hand and saw that a wound about two and a half inches in size had become inflamed.

This was the night before the original owner Jiang Xuan and the Demon Lord Shen Xiuyan met in the human world. The Jiang family mansion caught fire, and Jiang Xuan escaped while the guards were negligent.

The thick smell of smoke wafted through the air, and Jiang Xuan saw noisy figures through the window of the woodshed.

No one thought of opening the door of the woodshed to help this monster escape.

The original novel does not describe how Jiang Xuan escaped specifically, but Jiang Xuan knew that the scar on the original owner's back caused by fire came from here.

Are we just going to sit here and wait for the fire to burn down the woodshed?

Jiang Xuan fumbled around for a while and found a broken hoe. He picked it up and shook it with his hand. It was quite sturdy.

She squinted in the moonlight and saw that the rear window was nailed with narrow wooden strips. If she could find a way to break a few of them, she should be able to get out.

Jiang Xuan brought the straw from the corner over. She stood on tiptoe and finally reached the window. She was exhausted and could only take off her linen pants and go around two narrow wooden bars while panting.

The other end was tied to the hoe and rotated a few times. The sackcloth gradually tightened and a slight cracking sound was heard from the narrow wooden strip.

Jiang Xuan sneered. Fortunately, the Jiang family treated her harshly and made her wear linen clothes, otherwise she would not have been able to break the window in such a short time.

This body was too weak, and Jiang Xuan took several attempts to break the wooden strips. Just before he jumped out, the fire just reached the woodshed.

Before he had the time to pick up the pants he had just thrown out in a hurry, Jiang Xuan saw a young man in white clothes and a white jade fox mask approaching.

As far as I can remember, there is no such person in the Jiang family, who comes wearing a mask in the middle of the night...

Oh no! Jiang Xuan was shocked, thinking that this person might be here to take advantage of the situation.

This person was not described in the original novel. Perhaps it was because Jiang Xuan should have been trapped in the woodshed at that time, so he did not meet the thief face to face.

"Please spare my life! I am just a servant of the Jiang family. My masters have just taken their belongings and hid in the backyard to avoid the fire!"

Jiang Xuan squatted down swiftly against the wall, his slightly long linen shirt covering his thin and scarred body.

Because he had just inhaled some thick smoke, Jiang Xuan's voice became hoarse due to choking. In addition, his body was already malnourished and underdeveloped, so it was natural that he was regarded as a poor firewood room boy.

"Little brother, don't worry, I don't rob the poor, put on your pants and run away, don't come back again"

The young man had a clear voice, and didn't look like a thief. His every move was full of chivalry and freedom.

The jade-faced thief took out an ordinary medicine bottle from his arms and threw it to Jiang Xuan, clasped his fists, said thank you, and went to the backyard.

Jiang Xuan was stunned holding the medicine bottle for a moment, but his gratitude was immediately dispersed by the scream of the mistress of the house.

She deserved it. It was the mistress's fault for abusing her. In theory, Jiang Xuan was her grandmother's. If she hadn't been treated as a monster because of her immortality, would she have been locked up in the woodshed and bullied?

Hehe, this time let that thief steal as much as he can and make her poor.

Jiang Xuan put on his pants and was about to leave, but he came back angrily and seized a whole bag of gems from the gravel road of Jiang's house.

It is said that wealth should not be shown off, but the mistress of the Jiang family just doesn't listen. She wants to grab some of this huge wealth.

It was almost dawn when he walked out of Jiang's house. Jiang Xuan hurried from the back mountain, carrying a heavy bag, thinking of finding a place to stay in the city for the night.

There are still three hundred years before the cultivation world selects disciples, and Jiang Xuan has to be on guard against Shen Xiuyan at all times. If he accidentally gets to know him again, he will suffer a great loss.