Master, he doesn't want to [Transmigration Book]

Feng Changan pursed his lips, lowered his head, and the corners of his mouth raised a small arc that was barely visible, but the arc was too small and disappeared in a flash.

Yun Xu was severely injured by his Qingming before, and he had suffered a heavenly punishment before. It stands to reason that he has no ability to bear his sky thunder again.

The sky thunder is used to test the monks. Every thunder should be borne by the monks themselves. If they use foreign objects or others to bear it on their behalf, the thunder disaster will increase ten times accordingly.

Ten times, how can you be joking?

I don't know how many opportunistic monks died on this.

Is Yun Xu crazy for protecting a person she has never met? !

Feng Chang'an really wanted to open his head to see if there were all stupid rabbits in his head, so he was just like a stupid rabbit, with good intentions and even wanting his own life.

Tens of years ago, it would be strange if Feng Changan didn't smoke him. I taught you that?

Do everything according to your ability and think about it!consider!Think again!

If you can't get out of your body, you must not be impulsive and get involved in dangerous turmoil.

Stupid rabbit, where did you remember all this?It was sold that day and paid for it!

The fire weakened, the sky thunder dissipated, the dust settled, and the Dao Dao platform became clear again.

Everyone only witnessed a bloody young man on the Dao platform half bent over to protect the young man. The dark red blood soaked his white robe and dripped on the ground along the robe. The blood dripped on the ground and was instantly dried by high temperature, leaving The next red spot.

The newly recruited disciple stared at the young man dumbfounded: "Who is he? This is a thunder from heaven, how did he block it... Doesn't he hurt? It hurts just looking at it..."

A group of elders, deacons and disciples changed their faces the moment the fire appeared, and watched this scene in disbelief.

Who is Elder Zigui?

A genius lunatic who is unpredictable, paranoid, cruel, extremely evil, and devoid of conscience.

Although he is as outstanding as his master, his conduct is not as good as his master's. His bad conduct completely covers up his dazzling brilliance, making him extremely gloomy.

If there is any radiance in him, it must be black, so black that it becomes muddy.

There is Tai Chi in the world, Yin and Yang.

Everyone in the Qing Yun Sect had already drawn a line of demarcation, with Elder Konghuai occupying the white and Elder Zigui occupying the black.

Elder Zigui is like the other side of his master, firmly occupying the black half. He doesn't look at any roads, he doesn't take any roads, he just stares at the dead end.

He is born rebellious, rebellious by nature, and the rules and regulations are as empty as him.

When the big waves wash away the sand, the strong are respected.

This kind of person should be able to destroy his bones with all his words, but under this background, he rose up in this extremely rebellious, extremely paranoid, and extremely extreme way.

The speed of his rise is astonishing. In just 20 years, he has gone from being a direct disciple of a deceased master to the position of core elder of the Qingyun Sect, and quelling the turmoil in Xuanwuzhou in one fell swoop.

Blue is better than blue because of blue, and it is nothing more than that.

Yun Xu gently wrapped her arms around Feng Chang'an, her seemingly random movements made it impossible to break free.

"Senior?" Feng Chang'an struggled twice, but he didn't break free. He stopped struggling and reached out to shake Yunxu's hand around his waist, "Senior, are you okay? You..."

Before Feng Changan finished speaking, the young man suddenly let out a muffled snort, and then Feng Changan felt a drop of warmth on the back of his neck.

It was warm, obviously blood.

Feng Changan's heart tightened suddenly, and his tone was unconsciously a little irritable, with worries that he didn't realize: "Senior? What's wrong with you?!"

"No... cough cough cough..." There was only a slight cough, and then there was no sound.

"Senior?!" Feng Changan was really anxious, and called out again.

At this moment, he suddenly heard an extremely small swallowing sound from behind.