Devil of Transmigration

...I was wondering if work-related injuries can be reimbursed.

Xuanli couldn't help complaining secretly.

"boom--"

What answered him was a saber intent full of evil spirit.

The ominous, blood-smelling supreme sword intent collided with the mysterious sword intent of the seven-star formation. The monks with a lower cultivation level in the seven-star formation couldn't bear it, and their flesh and blood suddenly became bloody, and the meridians in their hands were cut off.

The seven-star formation is indispensable, as long as a monk who forms the formation is lost, the effectiveness of the formation will be reduced by at least half.

The middle-aged man hurriedly flew to fill the gap, but was blocked by another man in white in the middle of the road.

The man in white was holding a cyan piano in his arms, and he looked like a gentleman. Standing not far away, he smiled as warmly as jade, but the previous move to block the middle-aged man's wind blade was extremely ruthless.

"Who are you?" Elder Wen unfolded the magic weapon, and a white flower the size of a wheel slowly bloomed in the air. The petals gradually separated from the flower and floated in the air.

The boy raised his bow, pulled the string, and aimed at the man in white.

The man in white faced the remaining three people, smiled gently, and then picked up the first string.

Mozun stood in front of Xuanli, his black clothes rustling.

The brilliance of the blood jade knife circulated.

Xuan Li smiled like a child.

…or to put it another way, he smiled extremely, like a brat who got into trouble and was beaten outside, and suddenly realized—hey, I’m backing here!

Xiao Mian, I'll see how you beat me up again.

"You..." Mozun turned his head slightly, and when he was about to say something to Xuanli, he suddenly choked.

——It’s not an illusion, is it?In a trance, he even saw a fluffy tail behind Xuanli's buttocks wagging and wagging.

Under Xuanli's bright eyes, Mozun unconsciously swallowed back the words he was going to scold for no reason.

He coughed lightly, like covering up, turned his head away, the arc of his light-colored lips was slightly raised, "I'll deal with you when I go back."

Xuanli: "Okay, okay, hurry up."

Demon Venerable: "..."

So, never guess what a system is thinking.

Because you will never get his point.

After breaking the Seven Star Formation, after that... nothing happened to Xuanli.

Xuanli stood aside in a daze, all he had to do was buy a can of Coke and popcorn.

Master Mozun’s side is a horror movie, um, maybe it’s better to say that it’s a plasma movie, with arms and thighs flying together; Elder Bai’s side is a Hollywood special effects movie, with various light effects like a hundred flowers blooming, and there are musical accompaniments and beautiful petals on the scene.

...In short, Xuanli watched with relish.

Well, in terms of force, Xuanli still has a long way to go.

In the final ending, all the monks of the Seven Star Formation became the souls of the demon king's sword, Elder Wen left behind an arm, and the bow string of the young man was completely broken.

Bai Hua took back the qingyuqin, and looked at the streamers of light far away in the sky with some sadness.

Why didn't the Demon Lord stop it?Bai Hua turned her head to ask some questions——

"Do you know what's wrong?"

"Understood. I will never approach that gap casually again."

"...Forget it, don't even try to guard that entrance in the future."

"But—rather than correcting official documents, I'd rather be sucked into that gap again."

Mozun pinched Xuanli's face and pulled it to the sides: "Say it again."

"Mmmmmmmmm—"

"Well, since you don't say anything, just treat it as if you don't object, stay in the side hall well, and give me, change, official, document, wholeheartedly."

Xuanli: "No, no, no."

You rascal! ! !

(⊙︿⊙)

Elder Bai, who witnessed the whole process, silently covered his eyes: I wipe, my eyes are going blind.

Looking at the flowing water boredly, recalling the previous scene, Mozun suddenly became a little unhappy again.

"How did you get targeted by people from the Cultivation of Immortals?"

Xuanli was receiving Elder Bai's healing at the side, and he didn't react for a while; when he saw Lord Mozun's dark face, he hesitated and explained: "I helped a person..."

Mozun: "Huh?"

Xuanli swallowed his saliva, and honestly told the series of things he experienced.

Fang Qiong?

Tianxuanzong?

After Mozun finished listening, the corners of his mouth twitched, a little-well, this feeling was very complicated, he had never experienced it before.

On the one hand, he feels distressed, on the other hand, he hates iron for being weak, wishing to beat Xuanli up so that his memory will be long.

How could he be so nice to a stranger without any grievances?How can you always treat everyone with heart and soul?How can it be so easy to trust others after experiencing Chu Jiu's betrayal?This world is obviously like that——

dirty.

"You're so naive." After Bai Hua listened to it, she couldn't help but patted Xuanli's head.

Xuanli didn't understand: "I like Fang Qiong, so I want to give him the best things in the world."

Mozun interrupted suddenly: "But what about the ninth day before? He hurt you once before, why don't you take care of yourself."

Still a little puzzled why he would ask such a question, Xuanli tilted his head: "But I like Fang Qiong."

Is it?

The Mozun lowered his eyes.

Because I like him, I want to give him all the best things in the world; because I like him, I trust him wholeheartedly.

You betrayed me, I don't like you anymore, but that doesn't stop me from liking another person the way I do.

I'm still me, I'm still the one who likes a person and can't wait to give him the whole world.

——It's really childish.

The Mozun sighed.

But, why do you want to put Xuanli on the tip of your heart so much, put it in the palm of your hand, kiss his forehead, and tell him, I like you, can you like me?

If you also like me, my like will always be a little bit more than your like.

The gap in the human world is under a tree.

Xuanli raised his neck vigorously: "This tree is quite old."

Elder Bai smiled: "It's only a thousand years."

Mozun took out a piece of jade que: "Baihua, look a little mysterious." After speaking, he stimulated his spiritual power, and the jade que floated into the air, and the surrounding space began to distort. After a while, a black crack appeared.

When the gap widened enough to allow one person to pass through, Mozun stepped into the gap, thought for a while, turned around, and pulled Xuanli into his arms: "Forget it, I'll do it myself."

Xuanli:?

Elder Bai: "..."

So, why did I follow him out of the devil world?

Elder Bai fell into deep thought.

Fang Wuhen held a wooden sword and carefully corrected his posture facing the sword manual.

"Junior Sister Yao—" A voice came from afar.

Fang Wuhen felt a little strange, so he stopped to check.

A loli who was wearing a student uniform and with two small bags on her head ran over, stopped at a certain distance, stomped her feet, and asked, "Are you Fang Wuhen?"

Fang Wuhen nodded hesitantly.

Seeing him nodding, little loli immediately exploded in anger, took off a gold bracelet from her hand, and threw it directly at Fang Wuhen.

"Junior Sister Yao, no!!!"

When the later female disciples saw little Lolita's actions, they immediately turned pale with fright, but it was too late.

Little Lolita's bracelet is not an ordinary jewelry, it is a spiritual weapon specially given to her by her father to protect her body.

As soon as the small bracelet was released, it transformed into countless gold bracelets one after another in the air, attacking Fang Wuhen head-on.

Fang Wuhen was taken aback for a moment, before he had time to react, he was sent flying by the gold bracelet, causing a lump in his chest.

"Little ancestor." Regardless of Fang Wuhen, the female disciple quickly hugged little Lolita, ready to take her away.

"Pfft—" Fang Wuhen vomited a mouthful of blood as soon as he landed.

hiss--

After the gold bracelet hit Fang Wuhen, it changed back to the original one with a "clang" in the air, and then flew back to the little Lolita's wrist.

Little Loli struggled in the female disciple's arms for a long time to no avail, and cried to Fang Wuhen who was still lying on the ground: "It's all your fault, if it wasn't for you, Aunt Wen wouldn't have been hurt so badly!!!"

Aunt Wen?Fang Wuhen was taken aback, is it Elder Wen?

The female disciple had no choice but to summon her own spirit sword, took little loli with it, and Yu Jian left here.

The pain seemed to be much lighter, Fang Wuhen gave a wry smile, that's great, in this case, Xuanli should be fine.

I am still too weak.