Cultivation world is responsible for the appearance [Transmigration Book]

Ever since the affair that day passed, An Jinghe often felt very weak in his body, and his spiritual power was intermittent. After going on like this for a few days, all the spiritual power in his body finally subsided, like a pool of stagnant water. Can't be surprised.

He also nervously asked Luo Junqing what he did to him that night.

But Luo Junqing didn't want to mention this matter, she just smiled and said to him that it won't hurt him, it's just to be able to be with him better.

An Jinghe naturally wouldn't believe this kind of nonsense.

In this world where the strong are respected, strength is everything. When he was lying on the bed weak and unable to function at all, he really felt that he was not as powerful as he imagined before. In fact, he can't change anything.

He couldn't ask anything from Luo Junqing, so he asked Fei Qiu again, but the other party faltered for a while, but told him the truth: Luo Junqing had planted Yun Ling in his body.

It was actually the legendary Yunling. To be honest, An Jinghe was a little surprised by this.

Luo Junqing used blood as a guide, took fate as a pact, and planted it in his body. No one except Luo Junqing himself could solve it...

Yun Ling will lock the spiritual power in his body and make his body weak, but it will not hurt the root.

An Jinghe was also a little confused about his feelings for Luo Junqing now.

A long time ago, he thought this was just a book, he was the villain, Luo Junqing was the protagonist, and they should be incompatible.

But later, the two lived and died together many times, and shared adversity.He protected Luo Junqing many times, and Luo Junqing did the same.

Gradually, he could no longer regard Luo Junqing simply as the protagonist in a book, a paper figure.He gradually realized that Luo Junqing was also a person of flesh and blood, who would be overjoyed and also saddened by a small matter.

Perhaps later, he actually regarded Luo Junqing as a friend.

But those things happened in the space of the gilt tree.

Later, Luo Junqing's numbing and terrifying obsession made him even more at a loss.

Most of them are accidents, but I can't say how disgusting they are.

Just like Yunling this time, it seems that Luo Junqing only played a trick to imprison An Jinghe.

Although he has never seen it before, An Jinghe has heard of this kind of sorcery. Yunling is somewhat similar to a blood contract. The soul of the other party will also suffer backlash.

However, because the blood contract is unequal, the two parties who form the contract are equivalent to the master and the servant, and the master can cancel the contract at any time and control the other party.

Being on the passive side will only become a loyal servant of the master, and his demise will not have a great impact on the master.

But Yunling is different.

The contract formed by Yunling is equal, and it really connects the two people's lives together.

This kind of cultivation method is far less popular than the blood deed, and it is because of this.

With this Yun Ling, the two were bound together. When Luo Junqing formed the bond, she was afraid of hurting An Jinghe, so she must have suffered backlash.

Moreover, Yunling did not have the effect of suppressing spiritual power. Luo Junqing forcibly superimposed a spell to suppress spiritual power on top of Yunling. An Jinghe was not harmed, so it must be Luo Junqing who forcibly sucked away all the spiritual power. Backlash.

It's like hurting the enemy [-] times, and hurting yourself [-] times!

Thinking of this method, An Jinghe was really powerless, and didn't know what to say about Luo Junqing.

An Jinghe thought about it, at that time it seemed that he had slapped Luo Junqing, but now looking at the slapping hand, he felt a little regretful, and he didn't know that he was annoyed that Luo Junqing used this method to imprison him , still annoyed by her impulsiveness or that Luo Junqing didn't take good care of her body.

However, Luo Junqing forcibly imprisoned him here, so he was naturally dissatisfied and hated.

Now he was lying on the bed with nothing to do, he couldn't go anywhere, he couldn't do anything, he was in a daze all day long, and he was thinking too much.

His heart was in a mess, and the person who made him feel like he was still dangling in front of him all day long, An Jing became more and more anxious, and finally couldn't help losing his temper at Luo Junqing.

Luo Junqing was stunned for a moment, then stiffly withdrew her hand covering An Jinghe's hair, still smiling warmly, said, "Brother, take a rest." and left the room.

As soon as the words came out, An Jinghe regretted it, he thought, maybe his tone should not be so strong, even if he was a little more tactful, and the malice in his eyes was a little restrained, Luo Junqing would not be so hurt.

But the words had already been spoken, An Jing and her throat felt a little stiff, and she couldn't say anything to remedy it.

It has been three days since the two of them broke up that day.

Luo Junqing never came to see him again, in fact, he hoped that Luo Junqing would come over, even if he was sitting next to him.

He can't practice now, he can't do anything, the passage of time is extremely slow, the room is too cold and lifeless.

Even if it's someone he hates.

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Luo Junqing walked into the room, and what she saw was An Jinghe lying on the bed staring at the top of the bed in a daze. There was a tingle in her heart, but she still smiled, and said with a smile: "What are you thinking, brother?" What? So engrossed."

In fact, he often hid outside the door to watch An Jinghe's situation these days.

An Jinghe spent most of the time lying in bed in a daze, and the remaining half of the time was sitting in front of the window in a daze.

He really liked An Jinghe very much, and he didn't know why the relationship between them ended up like this.

Luo Junqing walked to the bed, leaned over and stroked An Jinghe's hair.He sighed quietly.

Only then did An Jinghe come to his senses, and his eyes regained focus.

After not speaking for a long time, An Jinghe's voice was slightly hoarse, "Luo Junqing?"

Luo Junqing took advantage of the opportunity to sit by the bed, supported An Jinghe to sit up, and said softly, as if afraid of disturbing the other party: "It's me."

An Jinghe actually wanted to explain to him what happened that day, he actually wanted to say that he didn't dislike Luo Junqing.But after listening to Luo Junqing's words, and seeing Luo Junqing's carefully smiling expression, some malice grew in his heart, and a sneer appeared on his lips: "Of course I know it's you, and you don't need to be like this Be careful, although I have become a useless person, I am not a porcelain doll."

Luo Junqing's eyes darkened for a moment, but she smiled again: "Well, senior brother is not, the weather is fine today, I'll take senior brother out to see if it's okay."

Luo Junqing's expression fell into An Jinghe's eyes, and for no reason, his heart stopped for a while. He was silent for a while, and let Luo Junqing put on his clothes for him.

After a while, I finally spoke, with a deep and weak voice: "Luo Junqing, do you think it's interesting for us to torture each other like this?"

Luo Junqing was tying the belt for him. Hearing this, he paused his hands. He lowered his head. An Jinghe knew that he had hurt him again without looking.

Luo Junqing unhurriedly fastened his belt for him, straightened his clothes, and said: "Interesting, why not, if senior brother can put some thought on me, then he can also feel the meaning."

"I haven't seen you for a few days, brother, have you ever thought of me?"

An Jing and his fingertips trembled, he had indeed thought about it, but how could he say these words to Luo Junqing, the language was blunt again: "Of course not, what do I think you are doing?!"

Luo Junqing smiled slightly, "I just know that senior brother won't think about me, so I can only take the initiative to come to senior brother, lest senior brother forget me after a long time."

Their bond is already so deep, how can it be so easy, just forget it...

He didn't speak, so Luo Junqing just took his hand and walked out.

The autumn is refreshing, An Jinghe did not expect that what Luo Junqing said, it really came out.

It's not an illusion, it's the real world.

is the enthalpy peak.

An Jinghe recognized it at a glance. He has lived here for many years, and there is a kind of familiarity that goes deep into the soul.

Every flower, every grass, every tree exudes his familiar smell.

An Jinghe's body trembled a little, Luo Junqing thought he was uncomfortable, so she reached out to support him.

An Jinghe didn't want to appreciate it, and shook off Luo Junqing's hand. Luo Junqing saw that he didn't seem uncomfortable, so she didn't insist anymore, and calmly withdrew her hand.

It's been a long time since I've enjoyed anything so relaxed.

The mountains are full of green trees, and the white clouds are deep. No matter how many times you look at it, the light peak is really beautiful.

"I thought you wouldn't bring me back here." An Jinghe said softly.Indeed, it was easy for Luo Junqing to find a hidden place outside, and it was even safer.

The goal of Zhan Guangmen is too big, and now it is his responsibility. If something goes wrong, it will not be easy to solve it.

Luo Junqing said: "This is my brother's home, and it was my brother who brought me here. My brother treated me with kindness and kindness. I thought my brother was willing to go home." He naturally only recognized An Jing and Han Guang The identity of Senior Brother Sect does not recognize his identity as Demon Race Xuanyue.

"Benefactor reinvention?" An Jinghe sneered and pulled back his collar, revealing an ambiguous hickey, "Is this how you treat your benefactor?"

Luo Junqing lowered his eyelashes and said nothing, and he didn't know how to answer.

An Jinghe just wanted to anger Luo Junqing, and when he was done, he regretted seeing Luo Junqing's distress.

Torturing each other like this, An Jinghe also felt that he was probably sick, and so was Luo Junqing, he felt that they were both terminally ill.

The unique scent of sherry in the air made him tremble a little.

"It smells so good." An Jinghe closed his eyes and lowered his head slightly.

Luo Junqing looked at the faint smile on An Jinghe's face, and felt sweet in his heart. It had been a long time since he saw this man's genuinely happy smile. I don't know when, An Jinghe's face to him would always be A sneer.

"Senior brother looks really nice when he smiles."

"Pretty is used to describe a woman." An Jing and Mei Feng froze, turned around and slapped Luo Junqing on the chest.

Luo Junqing didn't hide. Although An Jinghe had lost his spiritual power, after all, he had been practicing martial arts for many years, and he still had some strength in this palm strike.

"Why don't you dodge?" An Jinghe said unhappily, feeling annoyed again in his heart, knowing that he could dodge by turning sideways, why didn't he dodge!

"Brother, are you worried? Can you feel sorry for me a little more?" Luo Junqing smiled and took An Jinghe's hand.

"What are you worried about? A cripple's fists and embroidered legs might still hurt you." An Jinghe glanced at Luo Junqing, and his tone was very unfriendly.

"Senior brother, how could he be a cripple?" Luo Junqing held spiritual power in his palm, rubbing An Jinghe's palm lightly, as if he was afraid of hurting his hand with the blow just now, and said, "Senior brother knows, as long as you If you think about it, you can hurt me, and only you can hurt me."

An Jinghe's face was burning hot, she withdrew her hand, and said in a embarrassed way: "Okay, my hand doesn't hurt."

"I'm going to get something," Luo Junqing knew that An Jinghe would not sneak away, smiled, turned and left. "Brother, wait for me here."

An Jinghe didn't know what kind of trick Luo Junqing was going to do, he couldn't run away now, his whole body was soaked in the autumn sun, it was much more comfortable than shutting himself in a room with no light.

"Brother." Luo Junqing took a few steps closer and raised the sword in his hand, "Go on."

"Snow Song Sword?"

An Jinghe took the thrown sword and drew it out of its sheath.

The light of the sword is clear, the brilliance of the sword body flows, and it is a good sword.

An Jing caressed the blade, Yinxue trembled slightly, as if sensing her master's presence.

An Jing danced with the sword drawn, which is the entry-level swordsmanship of Han Guangmen.

Yinxue is still the same as before, showing his sharpness, but he is no longer the same as before.

It's not that he regrets the fact that his spiritual power was blocked, but he is really feeling that he is no longer the An Jinghe who stayed out of the matter.

The moment the sword was withdrawn, the radiance of Snow Song suddenly disappeared, and the surrounding flowers and trees did not receive any damage from the sword energy.

"Thinking of the flowers and plants all over the mountain, you can still make this set of swordsmanship so smooth, the senior is indeed a senior." Luo Junqing said seriously.

"It's just a show, what's the difference between what you said and scolding me directly." An Jinghe said, and threw the Snow Song Sword back into Luo Junqing's hands.

"Senior brother knows that's not what I mean." Luo Junqing caught Yin Xue and casually hung it on her waist.

An Jinghe sneered and ignored him.

"I'm fine today, I should go out and have a look." Luo Junqing grabbed An Jinghe's hand and stood up with the sword.

An Jinghe didn't notice for a moment, fell into his arms, and subconsciously grabbed Luo Junqing's neck to stabilize his body.

An Jinghe blushed, and was about to let go, but Luo Junqing suddenly accelerated, forcing him to hug each other tightly, "What are you doing!"

Luo Junqing chuckled, he liked An Jing's lively appearance very much, even if he scolded him, it was better than lying dead on the bed in a daze.

An Jinghe only thought that Luo Junqing was teasing him, a smile appeared on the corner of his lips, he let go of his hands, almost falling off.

How could Luo Junqing let him fall, she opened her arms to gently embrace An Jinghe, and held An Jinghe tightly in her arms.

Luo Junqing caressed An Jing and Fading, and said with a smile: "Brother, why are you still acting like a child, playing with a small temper?"

An Jinghe blushed, and realized that he was indeed a bit childish just now.

Luo Junqing smiled again: "Senior brother, don't be shy, even if senior brother really likes to play childish temper, I'm willing to spoil senior brother."

An Jinghe wanted to choke him, but when the words came to his lips, his tongue turned around again, and he said in a strange way: "Then you have to keep your word."

Luo Junqing was already prepared to be scolded or the person in her arms simply ignored him, but when she heard this answer, she was startled for a moment, even holding the flying sword in the air for a moment, and then her heart burst into tears. With a burst of sweet joy, Luo Junqing hugged An Jinghe tightly, and said in a low and trembling voice, "Okay, I will spoil senior brother for the rest of my life."

An Jinghe didn't speak, but felt that his face was burning up and down, and he didn't want to look up, neither wanted to see Luo Junqing's eyes, nor wanted Luo Junqing to see his face.

An Jinghe feels that she is really sick now, really sick.

Luo Junqing traveled a long way this time, and it took Yu Jian a quarter of an hour.

The two stopped in a deserted alley and lowered their flying swords.

An Jinghe had returned to normal, Luo Junqing put away his sword and walked to his side, holding An Jinghe's hand very naturally.

It is a market for mortals.

Luo Junqing took him to visit the fantasy market he created before, and An Jinghe recognized the illusion at a glance. Now, he took him to see the real market.

The real smell of smoke.

Only then did An Jinghe realize that since he came here, he has been busy running around for his own strength and for this little life, but he has never seen the world properly.

Looking at the vendors on the left and right, An Jinghe was stunned for a long time in the middle of the street.

Luo Junqing didn't stop him either, and the two handsome people just stood there in the middle of the street.

No, it should be said that the beauty in red stood stupidly, slightly lost in thought, not knowing what she was thinking, while the man in white was gentle and elegant, looking at the man in red beside him patiently.

There were more people watching the excitement, Luo Junqing had to find an excuse to wake An Jinghe up.

"Want to eat after staring at it for so long?" Luo Junqing grabbed An Jinghe's hand and took two steps forward.

There happened to be a small stall selling candied haws in the direction of An Jing and Tang Shen.

Luo Junqing pulled An Jinghe to the front of the stall: "Boss, a piece of candied haws."

An Jinghe came back to his senses, watched Luo Junqing take the candied haws, subconsciously shook off his hand, frowned and said, "I don't want to eat it."

Luo Junqing took a bite of the candied haws, smiled, and said, "That's what I want to eat, it's very sweet."

An Jinghe turned his head to look at the bunch of candied haws, and couldn't help thinking of the candied haws that he crushed in the illusion.

The same crystal clear, bright red attractive.

Seeing An Jinghe turned his head, Luo Junqing took his waist, handed the candied haws over, smiled slightly, with soft light in his eyes, and said: "It's too sweet, only children like it, I just returned it." Don’t you like the child you want me to pet?”

An Jinghe's face turned red again, and he glanced at Luo Junqing angrily.

"Do you want to eat?" Luo Junqing smiled and leaned the candied haws to An Jinghe's mouth. She just wanted to tease him and coax him, but she didn't expect that An Jinghe really opened her mouth and took a bite.

An Jinghe eats elegantly, chewing the hawthorn in his mouth carefully, it looks a little gentle, "It's not as sweet as you said, it's very sour." After An Jinghe finished speaking, he brushed away the rest The hand on his waist.

The appearance of the two fell in the eyes of outsiders, as if the man in red had lost his temper and the man in white was coaxing him carefully.

The old man who sells candied haws laughed, "Hey, this son really dotes on his wife, she is really blessed..." Then he picked off another bunch of candied haws and stuffed them into An Jinghe's hands, and said with a smile, "Old man, I Send a string to both of you, and wish you a happy marriage for a hundred years."

When An Jinghe heard the word "madam", his eyes turned cold, and he was about to get angry when he was stuffed with a bunch of candied haws.

Luo Junqing was happy in her heart, seeing An Jinghe's complexion, she quickly put a piece of silver into the old man's hand, pulled An Jinghe up and left there.

An Jinghe is wearing a red dress today. He is already slender, and he has lost some weight these days when he was imprisoned. His long hair is loosely tied behind his neck. He was so beautiful at first, but now Lost aura, but less momentum.

With Luo Junqing, the manner is intimate and the posture is ambiguous, so it's no wonder that others will admit their mistakes.

An Jinghe shook off Luo Junqing's hand, "Let go!"

Luo Junqing comforted in a warm voice: "Brother, don't be angry."

An Jinghe ignored Luo Junqing and walked forward.

Luo Junqing took a few steps back and followed behind him, coaxing him carefully.

The two turned around a street market, An Jinghe finally stopped, and lightly took a bite of the candied haws that the old man stuffed into his hands just now, it was really sweet.

Luo Junqing watched his movements and stopped.

An Jinghe glanced at Luo Junqing. "I'm tired, can I go back?" He was really tired too, his spiritual power was suppressed by Yunling, and now he is no different from ordinary people, he insisted on dancing a whole set of basic swordsmanship. A little tired, and then Yu Jian came here for so long.

Luo Junqing smiled, and stepped forward to hold An Jinghe's hand again, "Of course, if you have any requests, you can naturally ask them."

He thought that An Jinghe would lose his temper, and he was ready to coax him, but he didn't expect to be dismissed lightly, no, he didn't even mention it.

An Jinghe just repeated: "Then let's go, go back."

"En." Luo Junqing led An Jing and Yu Jian up, this time the two were silent all the way.

He arrived at Hanguang Peak quietly, and when he went out, he didn't notice it. When he saw it this time, An Jinghe discovered that the place where Luo Junqing imprisoned him was behind the Qianyuan Pavilion on Hanguang Peak.

There is a large open space behind the Qianyuan Pavilion. Luo Junqing has laid out numerous formations, and in the center of the formation is a palace.

It was where he was locked up.

The two walked to the gate of the hall, An Jinghe walked in first, and said, "Don't come in."

An Jinghe looked at Luo Junqing, and added: "As you said, I can make any request."

Luo Junqing was taken aback for a moment, but she really stopped.

An Jinghe closed the palace door with satisfaction.

Luo Junqing smiled, leaned against the door and stood quietly for a while.

It was very quiet in the palace.

The smile on the corners of Luo Junqing's lips became lighter, and her eyes gradually lost their luster, as if a black mist was brewing.

He didn't disturb An Jinghe, but turned around and walked up to the top of Qianyuan Pavilion.

Like every Sect Leader, he sat there quietly.

From the setting sun to the west, until the next day the sun rises.

There was a faint tremor in the air, and Luo Junqing's temples fluttered slightly.

"finally come."