Devil of Transmigration

Huaran's previous life almost followed his mother's path.

Seduce, then pester.

However, his luck is not as good as his mother's. Every time he can't meet a "good home", he is always abandoned after being played by the target for a while; his mother doesn't care about him at all, what she does every day He just spends all his time trying to please her husband, and has no spare time to care about Huaran.

When his mother died, Huaran knew from his mother that he had a brother, but he didn't care at that time.

The alliance Huaran was in at the time was "Mingyuetai". Not long after her mother died, "Chongxiao Palace" broke through "Mingyuetai", and then bloodbathed the old part of "Mingyuetai".Because Huaran's father was one of Tan Taiming's cronies, they were the first to be dealt with. However, Huaran escaped alone the night before the "big clean-up" with the information exchanged by his body. A disaster of blood and light.

The road to escape was long and bitter.

His mother just kept teaching Huaran how to seduce people since he was a child, telling him that this is what a succubus should do; so along the way, Huaran only traded with flesh/body.

The transaction is not successful every time, and it is commonplace to be beaten by the client.

In the dead of night, Huaran would also think in a daze, is this all he can do?

However, there was nothing else he could do about it.

Red Flame Demon Venerable has done a great job, almost completely changing the original unchanging alliance. Huaran's benefactors changed after another, and none of them could stay for a month.Although the promulgation of the so-called law has indeed improved the lives of the people with low military value at the bottom of the alliance, it is not a good thing for Huaran.

The benefactor was gone, Huaran stared blankly at this monster that was reckless on her body, and her heart was ashamed.

The lower/body hurts and almost loses consciousness, but the abdomen is still empty.

So hungry.

After finishing the work, the benefactor with the head of a bull head lifted his trousers in satisfaction, dropped a steamed bun, and left.

Hua Ran hurriedly picked up the steamed buns and devoured them hungrily, ignoring her lower body/body that was still bleeding.

"Why do you..." At some point in the alley, a young man in armor stood at the entrance of the alley. When the young man saw Hua Ran's double/big legs, his face flushed with embarrassment, and he turned around, "You, you put your pants on put on."

Armor?Is it a magic general?

That's not easy to mess with.

Putting on her pants hurriedly, Huaran limped into the depths of the alley.

"Hey, are you Huaran?" Hearing the movement behind him, the young devil turned around and asked.

Not understanding why the name was suddenly asked, Huaran stopped and nodded hesitantly.

Seeing Huaran nod his head, the young demon general walked into the alley, but when he saw Huaran's vigilant expression, he stopped again and explained: "I don't mean anything malicious, it's just that your brother is looking for you, are you willing to come with me? "

"What's your name?" Hua Ran asked without seeming to hear his question.

The young devil general smiled, with a dimple on his face: "My name is Xuanli."

After chewing the name "Xuanli" several times in her heart, Huaran showed a charming smile to Xuanli: "Master Xuanli, you have seen me now. Do you think that my brother who has never met will Do you recognize me as your brother?"

Xuanli was stunned for a moment, but didn't speak.

Huaran sneered and asked, "Are you rich?"

Xuanli silently gave him the purse.

This is the first meeting between Huaran and Xuanli, and the ending is not good.

In the next few days, Huaran didn't see Xuanli, so she knew that his so-called elder brother probably disliked him and was too lazy to care about him.

If you're too lazy to take care of it, just don't bother to take care of it, Huaran is at ease.

One night, Huaran was pushed to the ground by a few local gangsters, who began to tear his clothes impatiently; Huaran was a little desperate, looking at the dark alley, unable to stop tears.

"roll!"

A boy's voice came from behind.

Afterwards, Xuanli brought Huaran into the inn.

"Huajing has become a magic general." Through the screen, Xuanli said suddenly.

Huaran, who was taking a bath, paused, and then said: "Really? It's a pity that I'm not Huajing."

"You can try to do something else, you are still young."

"...I wish I had met you sooner, Master Xuanli."

The next day, Huaran left without saying goodbye.

When Xuanli saw Huaran again, he saw Huaran's body.

Because she had been dead for many days, Huaran's body was horrible, and the corpse water formed by rotting made all the passers-by cover their noses and walked quickly, turning a blind eye.

But Xuanli didn't dislike him, and helped to bury Huaran.

Huajing stood in front of Huaran's grave, silent for a long time, but thanked Xuanli, then walked away and never came again.

Xuanli hesitated for a moment, picked a bunch of flowers, and put them in front of Huaran's grave.

It's just that what everyone doesn't know is that Huaran has actually seen what they did.

It may be that the heaven saw that Huaran was too pitiful, so he let his soul stay in the world for a long time, until Xuanli left Mingyuetai and returned to Chongxiao Hall.

But, strangely, for some reason, Huaran, who was originally dead and could not die again, closed and opened her eyes in the state of a soul, and became the Hanana before the destruction of "Mingyuetai".

Sitting on the bed, Huaran's face with a bit of baby fat crumpled into a ball: What is this?Take yourself away?

After thinking for a while, Huaran smiled slyly and blinked: Does this mean that he can avoid all the tragedies in his previous life?

Hmm—the first step is to leave this house and find Huajing; the second step——

Huaran's expression was gentle, remembering the scene where Xuanli helped him bury the body, she raised her right hand and covered her heart, not quite understanding why the heart in her chest was beating so fast suddenly.

I want to find Master Xuanli.

Although I don't deserve it, I still hope that I can be with Master Xuanli.

Memories are over.

Master Xuanli likes to sleep very much.

No, fell asleep again.

Huaran blinked, held her breath, and quietly approached.

There's still a little bit more to kiss.

"presumptuous!"

A male voice sounded like thunder, and Hua Ran was so frightened that her hairs stood on end, she shrank back with a "whoosh", and hid behind Xuanli shivering; Xuanli, who was sleepy, straightened up, looking at the angry face standing at the door. Master Mozun, with question marks all over his head: "What's wrong? What's wrong?"

Mozun walked in front of Xuanli, condescending, the anger in his eyes was about to burst out, of course, the target was Huaran behind Xuanli.

The ignorant Xuanli said, "From now on, I will sleep when I'm not working!" After speaking, he swore to Mozun.

Mozun: "...not you."

Xuanli:?

Being filled with anger and being dealt with by Xuanli like this, there is nothing left.

Sighing, Mozun said to Xuanli: "Come out with me." After finishing speaking, he turned and walked out; after walking a few steps, Mozun turned back again and glared at Xuanli: "The one behind you You don’t have to follow that one.”

The final outcome is that no matter how cute Huaran is to Xuanli, Xuanli still insists on letting Huaran stay in the side hall alone.

Mozun watched coldly from the sidelines, but his whole body was full of embarrassment, "If you see that there is no Xuanli, you should listen to me".

Huaran: "..."

Watching Mozun and Xuanli walking further and further away one after the other, Hua Ran felt as if her heart was being eaten by countless bugs, and the pain spread from her chest.

Xuanli followed Mozun, a little carelessly.

"Here we are." Mozun suddenly stopped in his tracks.

Isn't this Yuyuan?Xuanli looked around, but found that he had never been here before.

Seeing that Xuanli was looking around without paying attention to what he was doing, Mozun was a little annoyed, so he directly took Xuanli's hand and slammed it into his arms.

"Snapped"

Originally, according to Mozun's plan, Xuanli should have jumped into his arms, and then he embraced the situation, bowed his head, kissed Xuanli's forehead, and then hehehe...

However, Master Mozun forgot that there is a height difference between the two, and the angle is wrong.

He exerted so much force that Xuanli bumped into his shoulder.

The "pop" just now was the sound from Xuanli's nose.

Xuanli trembled in Mozun's arms for a long time, then rubbed his red nose, raised his head from Mozun's arms, his eyes were as red as a rabbit, after staring for three seconds, he began to drop golden beans.

You know, at this time, even if you don't want to drop the golden peas, your nose will help you drop them.

Demon Venerable: "..."

Xuanli: "Master Mozun, where did I provoke you? Can you just tell me? Wow——"

Demon Venerable who didn't know where to put his hand: "I was wrong."

Fortunately, this tragedy didn't cause Xuanli to get a nosebleed, but seeing his boss so aggrieved, Xuanli said, it was worth it.

Squatting next to the small garden with the Demon Lord who was still complaining about himself and thinking about something, Xuanli looked at the green blood fruit inside in surprise, and said: "There are also green blood fruits here!"

Only then did Mozun think of business, and asked cautiously, "Do you know how to take care of the green blood fruit?"

"Of course I know." Xuanli's eyebrows danced brightly, "So I planted a large area in the Black Desert."

Mozun smiled, stretched out his hand to caress the green blood fruit, but the green blood fruit was very shameless, and directly pulled it back with a vine.

"Cough." Putting his hand back in embarrassment, Mozun said to Xuanli helplessly, "Did you see it? Because of my previous negligence, I didn't take good care of them. As a result, these little things took revenge. So, can you help me?" Do I take care of them?"

"Okay." Xuanli patted his chest, "Wrap it on me."

After that, the two fell into a mysterious silence.

After enduring it for a long time, the Mozun still couldn't take it anymore, he poked Xuanli who was making fun of the green blood fruit, and asked, "Aren't you wondering why I planted the green blood fruit here?"

"Of course not—" Turning his head with a smile, Xuanli choked, "Eh."

Master Mozun was looking at him with sparkling eyes, and his face was full of eagerness to try "Quickly ask me quickly".Swallowing the rest of the words super wisely, Xuanli continued in a serious manner: "It's strange if you're not curious."

Sure enough, after getting this answer, Mozun nodded in satisfaction.

Ha, after working under the Lord God for so many years, if he can't even activate the ability to read the boss's face, he will not be alive.

Xuanli had a serious face.

"It was planted by my mother." Mozun said, "And I also scattered my mother's ashes here."

Xuanli looked at Lord Mozun whose face softened, and didn't know what to say.

The Mozun said on his own: "Bringing you here can be regarded as meeting my mother."

Xuanli silently took back the hand that was still teasing the green blood fruit, thinking, something is wrong.

Next, Mozun told the story of his childhood.

"...So, in the end, I scattered my mother's ashes here." These were Mozun's closing words.

Xuanli didn't come back to his senses for a long time.

"Xuanli?"

"Oh, oh." Xuanli blinked, looked down at the green blood fruit and said nothing.

Mozun: "You...cough, do you think you're still afraid of me?"

Xuan Li shook his head.

Mozun: "Then, what if..."

Speaking of this, Xuanli raised his head abruptly, and then immediately moved over, it was only a matter of an instant, when the Mozun reacted, Xuanli's nose almost touched the Mozun's mask, and he was still looking up and down suspiciously .

Mozun's pupils shrank suddenly, and he forcibly restrained his urge to look back, asking, "What are you doing?"

The voice trembled at last.

Looking left and right thoughtfully, Xuanli returned to his original position, and honestly explained: "Master Mozun, to be honest, I always think I know you, but I don't know who you are."

Mozun's heart rose to his throat.

"You seem to have always been interested in Chujiu, and—"

Mozun's right little finger began to twitch unconsciously.

"And you have taken good care of me, and now you let me take care of the green blood fruit, so the relationship between you and Chu Jiu—"

Mozun was dripping with cold sweat.

Speaking of this, Xuanli patted Mozun on the shoulder with an unprecedented serious face, and said, "You are his elder brother, right?" After speaking, he explained to himself, "It's only grown so much in the 100th year of the ninth day. It should be nowhere higher than me now."

"Boom" This is the sound of the heart falling back to the stomach.

Fortunately, Xuanli didn't know that the high-level demons grew rapidly when they were about to reach adulthood.

Unobtrusively pulling Xuanli's hand off his shoulder and holding it in his palm, Mozun squeezed out a smile: "You think too much."

"Huh?" Xuanli couldn't believe it, "It's impossible, I think your chin is very similar to that of Chu Jiu." Then he muttered, "It would be great if you could take off the mask, Mr. Mozun."

Mozun's smile cracked, and his voice trembled: "On the ninth day of the ninth day, he..."

"There won't be any accidents for him, right?" Xuan Li blinked, shook hands of the Lord Demon Venerable, and apologized repeatedly, "I'm sorry, I seem to have exposed your scars."

Mozun swallowed the speech he had prepared.

Xuanli scratched his head and said, "However, I think Lord Mozun is very powerful, and he has not been affected by the past. If it were me, I would have collapsed long ago."

Mozun replied dryly: "Thank you..."

Unconsciously touching the mask, Mozun asked again in a hoarse voice: "Well, he had some difficulties in the ninth day of the lunar new year. Do you think you can forgive him?"

"Hmph." Xuanli rolled his eyes, "If you have any difficulties, just say it, and let me go to the ghost gate without saying anything, what is he?"

The Mozun began to try to remember where he put the black iron mask.