Everyone Wants to Kill Me and Sermon [Transmigration Book]

"There are many famous leaders of our Western Continent there." As if sensing Fu Jia's gaze, Zeng Haoran explained with a complicated expression, "Only in this sect's qualifying competition can we have the opportunity to meet them. You want Be careful, it is best not to offend them, some of them are even stronger than the elders of our sect, if something really happens, the elders will not stand by our side."

Fu Jia responded softly, he wasn't thinking about this, but was wondering if these people would see him and recognize him if he walked any further.

It's no wonder that Fu Jia thinks this way, the facts he did in Yuncang Continent are too famous.

Whether it was he showing his cultivation in the Taoist altar, or being killed by Yang Fan in Xuan Yunfeng's apprenticeship ceremony, it's hard not to leave a deep impression on people with these things he did.

Eyes drooping slightly, Fu Jia soon stopped thinking about it.

Because the little boy who was in charge of guiding them in Fenglanzong didn't take them in, but walked towards a somewhat remote path next to it.

"Fellow Daoist, aren't we going in?" The elder who led the team frowned slightly, but his words were still polite.

"Don't go in, the rooms inside are full. You came to Tianzhaoyuan too late, so I can only arrange another place for you." The impatience in the monk's brows was unabated, he explained with a little irritability, and whispered He murmured, "It's really troublesome."

"But..." A monk in Tianzhaoyuan's team was about to say something, but before he could express his meaning, a person next to him bumped his arm and shook his head.

It was only after they were brought to a very remote place that the guiding monk pointed to the dilapidated house in front of him with a little distaste, "This is it, you settle down by yourself, I'm leaving."

As if he didn't want to stay here any longer, the figure of the monk quickly disappeared.

"Didn't you see? The sect that arrived behind us just now was welcomed in. Why can they still enter later?" It was also at this time that the monk who had spoken before said indignantly.

"You still can't see that we are being targeted." It was Liu Yan who spoke.

Liu Yan shrugged, and stared at Zeng Haoran intentionally or unintentionally, "After all, someone in our sect has offended Lan Yun. It's just that it's good to be targeted here. If it's targeted in the competition, it's terrible." That's bad."

After saying something meaningful, Liu Yan stretched his waist and left, "I have something to do, so I'm leaving first, and I shouldn't be coming back tonight. But don't worry, I'll be there on time tomorrow."

After he finished saying this, the other monks in Tianzhaoyuan looked at Zeng Haoran with wrong eyes for an instant.

Their eyes showed some dissatisfaction and resentment of being angered. Fortunately, before they could speak, the elder with a serious expression said, "Hurry up and pack up, and have a good rest at night."

After he finished speaking, he didn't move. He watched the rest of the monks go in one after another. When only Zeng Haoran and Fu Jia were left outside, he frowned and glanced at Zeng Haoran, and then walked slowly. went in.

"Why don't you go in?" After taking a deep breath, Zeng Haoran asked Fu Jia in a dejected tone.

Fu Jia didn't speak, just looked at him quietly.

"Do you also think I'm embarrassed and cowardly?" Zeng Haoran laughed at himself, "Even I don't understand how I got into this state."

Fu Jiahe didn't speak.

His expression was extraordinarily flat, without any sense of reality, but Zeng Haoran just felt that he was comforted.

It may be because he doesn't really want to get an answer, he just hopes that someone is willing to listen to his confidant, or it may be because there is no emotion in Fu Jia's eyes that makes him hate it.

"I don't understand why you can be so calm? It's obvious that the world of cultivation should be very strange and terrifying to you people in this small world, and it's obvious that you have changed from a former favored child of heaven to an outer disciple of a small sect, but You don't seem to have a sense of gap at all." While speaking, Zeng Haoran clenched his fists slightly.

He really didn't understand why Fu Jia didn't care, and he couldn't accept this gap.

No matter how much he tells himself to be calm, he just can't.

"You like my calmness?" Fu Jia only opened her mouth at this moment.

"Yeah." Zeng Haoran looked at him in a daze, not only because Fu Jia actually spoke, but also because Fu Jia gave an answer that Zeng Haoran didn't expect, "Don't you like it?"

"I do not know."

Fu Jia's clear and cold voice rang in his ears, there was no weakness in Fu Jia's voice, and his eyebrows and eyes were as good-looking as ever.But for some reason, Zeng Haoran suddenly felt a slight pain as if his heart was being grabbed, which made his fingertips tremble slightly.

"But many people have told me that they hate my calmness." After a pause, Zeng Haoran heard what Fu Jia continued to say.

"A lot of people?" Zeng Haoran repeated subconsciously, he stared blankly at Fu Jia in front of him, the young man in front of him was very good-looking, he couldn't think of anyone who could say that he hated him in front of Fu Jia.As if he didn't know why he felt distressed, Zeng Haoran didn't know why he asked, "Who are they and where are they now?"

After hearing what he said, Zeng Haoran was stunned.

He looked blankly at his fists that he didn't know when to clenched.

Why does he have such a question?

Is it because he wants to get something back for the person in front of him?

That bit of heartache seemed to be an addiction that spread to the bone marrow, an unspeakable excitement was entangled with traces of pain, Zeng Haoran didn't dare to see Fu Jia anymore.

He suddenly found that when he faced Fu Jia, even if Fu Jia's demeanor didn't show any force, he would always become very strange.

But Zeng Haoran couldn't look back, he could only look at Fu Jia and shook his head slightly.

"I just remember that they all went crazy for no reason." Fu Jia's voice was very soft, as if she was telling some kind of story.

"Why?" Zeng Haoran's pupils slightly opened.

But Fu Jia didn't reply to him, it was quite a while before Zeng Haoran heard Fu Jia's voice, it was still very nice, like a fairy in the scriptures, but Zeng Haoran felt that this voice was dragging people into hell Ghost, he couldn't help being attracted to it all.

"I don't want to tell you, and I don't want you to find the reason by yourself one day." Fu Jia's voice sounded vaguely, but Zeng Haoran always felt that it was a warning, and he always felt that there was something deeper in Fu Jia's words. meaning.

"If you don't want to end up like them, just always like my calmness." He looked at Fu Jia and bent his eyebrows towards him, showing a smile that was almost shockingly beautiful.Zeng Haoran's heartbeat accelerated suddenly, he never thought that someone could smile so beautifully, even the corners of the curved lips seemed to be able to arouse people's heartstrings.

But Fu Jia withdrew his gaze in the next second, and when Zeng Haoran came back to his senses, he could only see the back of Fu Jia leaving.

Faintly, Zeng Haoran seemed to hear Fu Jia say something slowly before leaving.

"However, it's impossible for you to..."

Impossible what?

Zeng Haoran looked down at the palm that was tightly held by him, and he was lost in thought at the bulging veins on the palm.

- fell in love with him.

Thinking of what happened before he crossed into this world, Fu Jia returned to her usual expression.

He has already decided to use Zeng Haoran, he will give Zeng Haoran what he wants, but correspondingly, he will also make the other party bear unimaginable pressure.

No one likes someone who takes advantage of them from the start.

They will hate each other for their rebelliousness and supposed dignity.

[Host, have you decided to help Zeng Haoran? ]

[Well, but it will take a while to start. ]

Lend a helping hand when the other party is the most downcast and needs help most.

The system stopped talking, it understood Fu Jia's subtext.

It deeply understands that it has chosen the right host, and it also clearly understands Fu Jia's cruelty based on absolute rationality without any emotion.The system knows that he should be happy now. If this continues, its host will definitely be able to survive after the birth of the God Stone, and he will definitely be able to complete the things it needs him to do.

But the system felt a little uncomfortable.

It feels flustered.

It thought of what Fu Jia said to it after Fu Jia eliminated Mo Gan in Huanyu City.

——System, you seem to have changed a bit.

Has it really changed?

What does this change in it mean?

This night is destined to be a sleepless night for many people.

-

After Fu Jia entered the residence assigned by Fenglanzong to Tianzhaoyuan, he randomly found an empty room and walked in.

After setting a simple restriction outside, Fu Jia began to meditate.

Before dawn, the other monks in Tianzhaoyuan left early.Their departure caused quite a commotion, but Fu Jia didn't open her eyes.

"Hua Jia, don't you want to go see it?" It was only when Zeng Haoran came to look for him that Fu Jia opened his eyes and shook his head.

What Zeng Haoran didn't even realize was that his voice became much softer than before.

"Are you really not going? You probably don't know how people in the big world will make a move. Go and see if it's good for you." There was some strangeness in his eyes, but Zeng Haoran quickly dismissed the strangeness. Depressed, he persuaded.

Fu Jia continued to shake her head.

There are not a small number of people who know him outside. He has just arrived in the cultivation world, so it is best not to attract attention.

"Alright then." Zeng Haoran finally nodded.

After Zeng Haoran left, Fu Jia's side was completely quiet, and he continued to practice with peace of mind.

When Fu Jia opened her eyes again, it was because she smelled some faint smell of blood in the air.

He searched around with his spiritual power and found that it was Zeng Haoran.

None of the other monks in Tianzhaoyuan came back, only Zeng Haoran came back alone.

He was seriously injured, it is not difficult to guess that he should have just competed with others.Because I was injured, I had to come back to recuperate.

Zeng Haoran didn't intend to influence Fu Jia, he didn't make any sound, quietly endured the pain and walked to a room far away from Fu Jia.

Eyes lowered slightly, Fu Jia stood up and walked into the courtyard.

But at this moment, there was a hurried figure running towards this side.

It was a person wearing the costume of a disciple of the Fenglan Sect. The monk had a familiar face to Fu Jia, and it was the monk who led them the way back then.

"You are Hua Jia, right?" After realizing that there was only one person here besides Zeng Haoran, the monk grabbed Fu Jia's wrist straight away, and immediately pulled him forward anxiously.

"What's the matter with you? Since you signed up, you have to go to the scene. If you don't want to participate in the battle, don't sign up casually. If you think you can't beat the opponent, you have to say abstention. Why don't you say anything? Don’t come, don’t even let others bring you a sentence?”

The monk's eyebrows and eyes were filled with impatience, "Do you know that young master Lanyun is angry because of you, and the whole game was delayed because of you, you'd better pray that you can come back alive."

Fu Jia, who didn't want to attract attention but was brought to the scene by the monk: "?"