Devil of Transmigration

Ah Yue has already regretted it.

In the center of the dark room, a large magic circle was flickering and flickering, and the runes were faintly visible, and Fang Wuhen, who was struggling frantically, was imprisoned inside.

"I'm so hungry, so hungry..." The black lines on his face moved faster and faster, his eyes were pitch black, Fang Wuhen was driven crazy by hunger, his saliva flowed down his chin, and he fell on the ground in pain Rolling over, howling that seemed human but not human.

The sound floated back and forth in the dark dark room, cold and biting.

Ah Yue couldn't help shivering.

Unbearable enough, he bit his own arm, blood gushed out, and the smell of blood immediately filled the entire magic circle. At this moment, Fang Wuhen couldn't tell if it was him, and frantically sucked the blood gushing out of his arm.

With the flow of blood, Fang Wuhen regained a little sanity through the pain, let go of his mouth, and gasped for breath.

Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed a figure standing outside the formation, and the tyranny in Fang Wuhen's heart went straight to his forehead again. He immediately turned his head and yelled at Ah Yue who was standing outside the formation: "What are you doing here?"

"I, I'll come and see you." Ah Yue was taken aback by Fang Wuhen's appearance, and took a few steps back.

Fu lowered his head again and gasped for a long time. After the runes of the magic circle slowly climbed up his feet and penetrated into his body along the texture of his skin, it took a long time before Fang Wuhen felt that his hunger was finally suppressed. Breathe a sigh of relief.

Ah Yue didn't dare to breathe during the whole process.

The black lines on his face began to stop swimming, and Fang Wuhen returned weakly: "What's so interesting, I'm not always like this. Why, regret looking for me?"

Ah Yue didn't reply, but the dodging gaze said everything.

"Heh, you still remember the place where you found me?" Fang Wuhen sneered.

"Ah."

"Let's go find the senior, he might have some way to help me restrain the blood in my body."

senior?

Ah Yue remembered the grove she went to when she found Fang Wuhen with the imprint on Fang Wuhen's head in the Endless Valley.

"But," Ah Yue hesitated, "How can you be sure that senior is still there?"

"He has doubts. If he doesn't come...just say that you found the person he was looking for. That person is not Bai Ling, but Xuanli."

Ah Yue was startled.

Seeing that Ah Yue didn't move, Fang Wuhen shouted: "Hurry up?! This magic circle won't help me for long, do you really want me to turn into a sky-swallowing python here?"

"What if the seniors don't believe me?"

"Don't believe it?" Fang Wuhen lay down slowly on the ground, rested, and his voice became weaker and weaker, "Whether he believes it or not, he will come, after all, his body..."

"Hey, don't sleep." Ah Yue didn't hear the words behind, but Fang Wuhen had already closed his eyes.

If Fang Wuhen's chest was not still heaving, Ah Yue would have mistakenly thought that Fang Wuhen was dead.

Stamping her feet angrily, Ah Yue turned around and left.

At this point, we can only try Fang Wuhen's method.

I hope the senior will not slap her to death.

Trouble, really big trouble, alas.

Grove.

Bai Ling couldn't remember how many times he begged Rong Shao.

Every time his request would be blocked by Rong Shao with the reason of "there is still Bai's house outside" in an understatement.

The grove is just as big as a palm, no matter how hard you walk, you can't get out. Bai Ling feels like a canary that was kept here by Rong Shao with a barrier, and will never be able to fly out.

It doesn't matter, Bai Ling first comforted himself like this, anyway, doesn't he think I'm a "little light group"?Then let him guide me to practice. Anyway, I have robbed the protagonist of so many golden fingers. When I improve my cultivation base, I can use those golden fingers to kill him, won't it be enough?

However, he forgot that those magic weapons can only be called golden fingers in the hands of the protagonist, and they are dead objects in the hands of others.

Every time when Rong Shao was instructing him to cultivate, Bai Ling would secretly sacrifice a magic weapon to attack, Bai Ling would be dumbfounded and watch Rong Shao accept his attack without changing his expression, then raise one hand flat, with a light hook of the fingers, The magic weapon flew towards Rong Shao with a "buzz", and was confiscated.

The first time, Shao Rong touched Bai Ling's head with a smile and said, I confiscated it.

The second time, Rong Shao frowned slightly and said, stop making trouble.

The third time, Rong Shao's face was terribly dark and he didn't say anything, but Bai Ling subtly noticed that something had changed.

Bai Ling knew that he should stop, but he was not reconciled, if he would be restrained by Rong Shao from now on, he would rather give it a go one last time.

Now, only the Soul Seizing Bell is left in his hand.

There was a heavy rain last night, and the rope of the wind chime hanging from the eaves broke.

In the morning, Bai Ling stood under the eaves and stared blankly at the place for a long time.

Rong Shao asked: "What are you looking at?"

Bai Ling smiled: "It's nothing, is this wind chime beautiful?" He pointed to the wind chime hanging on the corner of the eaves.

The wind chime just "ding" sounded.

Rong Shao: "The voice is quite pleasant."

Bai Ling nodded, then turned around and stared at the newly hung wind chimes.

This is the last resort, if Seizing Soul Bell can't do anything...

At noon there was another light rain.

Rong Shao said that this is the best time to make a pot of tea and enjoy the rain together.

Bai Ling didn't understand, but it didn't prevent him from agreeing to drink tea with Rong Shao.

The fragrance of tea is lingering. There is a low table with two cups of tea on it.

It is still raining.

The wind chimes on the eaves are ringing.

Rong Shao picked up the tea, looked at the wind chime following Bai Ling's gaze, and smiled: "Do you like that wind chime very much?"

Hearing this, Bai Ling turned his head, picked up the teacup on the table in embarrassment, took a sip of tea in a dignified manner, and said, "No, just take a look."

just looking around?

Rong Shao was going to make fun of it, but for some reason, he was suddenly in a trance.In just a split second, the right hand was out of control, the hand holding the teacup shook, and all the tea was poured on him.

The water stains rapidly expanded on the white clothes, faintly revealing the fair skin underneath.

The tea should be boiling hot, but Bai Ling saw that Rong Shao looked like a normal person with a calm expression. He picked up the teacup that fell on him, put it on the table, and squeezed a magic bullet to dry all the wet clothes.

"You..." Bai Ling wanted to ask "Don't you feel it?", but he didn't say it.

Just now, in front of him, Rong Shao raised his right hand and looked at it.

Bai Ling thought, those eyes are too terrifying, how can anyone look at his right hand as if he were looking at a dead object?

At that moment, Bai Ling deeply felt the desperation surging under Rong Shao's calm surface.

The wind chimes on the eaves dinged.

Bai Ling managed to clean up the expression on his face, and pretended to say casually, "Oh, why don't you tell me what it was like when I was a 'Little Light Group'?"

"Huh?" Rong Shao turned his head and looked at Bai Ling with a dazed expression: "Little Guangtuan..."

"Yes, let's talk about it."

"……it is good."

Rong Shao's voice is very nice. When he told the story of him and Xiao Guangtuan, he was extraordinarily gentle and cautious, just like a child showing his most precious toy to others, with a little pride, a little The joy of sharing with others, but also the fear of breaking the toy accidentally.

"...Later, I thought, if I traveled through different worlds, would it be possible for me to meet you?" Rong Shao looked into the distance, his eyes glazed over, completely immersed in his own world, overwhelmed by endless memories , "I saw you."

On Seizing Soul Lingling's body, the rune brilliance flashed.

Rong Shao just sat there, like a log.

The barrier is broken.

Bai Ling was overjoyed, there was no fluctuation in the spiritual power on Rong Shao's body, he was worthy of the Soul Seizing Bell.

Compared with the gold fingers owned by other protagonists, the soul-destroying bell is very inconspicuous, but it is used by the protagonist the most in the original text. The reason is that the use of the soul-destroying bell does not distinguish the level of the owner's cultivation level, nor the attack target. No matter how high or low the cultivation level is, even if it is a god, as long as the bell catches a crack in the heart, the soul-destroying bell will expand the crack infinitely until it swallows the whole person's mind.

Rong Shao's cultivation is indeed unfathomable, but so what?He was full of demons, and it was not easy to break free from the ringing of the Soul Seizing Bell.

Quickly digging out the storage bag that he packed up earlier, Bai Ling passed Rong Shao and ran outside. As for the soul-destroyer bell, forget it.

After running for a few steps, Bai Ling felt something was wrong again, what would happen if Rong Shao broke free?

Recalling the previous temptations, Bai Ling's face turned pale.

There is no need to guess?He must have been caught by Rong Shao again.As for what will happen next?Bai Ling didn't want to think about it, because he seemed to have worn out Rong Shao's patience.

Gritting her teeth, Bai Ling turned back, stood in front of the dumbfounded Rong Shao, took out a dagger, said to Rong Shao, "Sorry."

Then straight to the heart.

Rong Shao didn't react at all, his pupils were still dilated, but when Bai Ling pulled out the dagger, his body trembled violently, Rong Shao looked up at Bai Ling blankly.

Blood gushed out from the knife edge, splashed Bai Ling's face, and slowly flowed down his chin, finally dripping into the soil.

Bai Ling wiped his face, not knowing whether it was blood or tears.

Rong Shao's white clothes were smeared with blood, like red plum blossoms in the snow, but the whole person was still sitting there, motionless, with a dazed look on his face, as if he didn't understand.

He was already ashamed, but Bai Ling was scared by Rong Shao's appearance and took a few steps back. He didn't have the decisiveness to kill at all. The dagger slipped from his hand and hit the stone with a "ding".

The sound of "ding" made Bai Ling shudder violently, turned around and immediately ran out of the grove, desperate to choose his own way.

Ah Yue has gone back and forth in the woods several times.

Nothing was found.

When I came here before, I could still feel a wave of spiritual power, but now I can't feel anything.

Ah Yue was so angry that she stomped her feet on the spot several times.

Just when Ah Yue was about to go back, a layer of ripples suddenly appeared in the air not far from her, and then shattered like a mirror, revealing the small bamboo house inside.

found it!

Ah Yue was ecstatic, but when she took the first step, she suddenly sensed someone approaching. For safety reasons, Ah Yue turned around and immediately hid behind the tree closest to her.

Concealing her breath, Ah Yue saw a young man running past her in embarrassment.

After the people had left completely, Ah Yue walked out from behind the tree thoughtfully—that boy just now was covered in blood.

However, looking from a distance, the small bamboo house seemed to be quiet.

With doubts, Ah Yue still walked towards the small bamboo house, but quietly squeezed the silk in her sleeves tightly.

After crossing a clump of green bamboos, when she really saw the small bamboo house, the scene of broken limbs everywhere and blood flowing into the river did not appear in Ah Yue's imagination. Ah Yue couldn't control that much, so she called out cautiously: "Senior, it's me."

"Huh?" Hearing the voice, Rong Shao turned his head, "Why is it you?"

How is this going?Ah Yue frowned.

Rong Shao was holding a wind chime in his hand, most of his body was stained red with blood, and there were still blood stains on his face, but he still seemed to be a normal person, calm and breezy.

Thinking of the boy she met before, Ah Yue couldn't help asking: "Senior, did Bai Ling do this?"

"Yes." Rong Shao clenched his hand holding the wind chime into a fist, and made a "crack" sound, and when he let go again, bright powder fluttered down one after another, "Did you see him?"

Ah Yue nodded.

"Oh." Rong Shao's voice was neither salty nor weak.

There was silence between the two of them.

The quieter it is, the more nervous Ah Yue is. Although Rong Shao has no expression on his face, Ah Yue is afraid, because her experience tells her that the more Rong Shao is like this, the more angry he is. Now he is just suppressing Just myself.

She could only hear the sound of her heart beating "thump, bang, bang", Ah Yue couldn't take it anymore, she just knelt down with a "plop", and begged Rong Shao: "Senior, please save Fang Wuhen. "

"His blood can't be suppressed anymore?" Rong Shao's voice was light and light.

"Yes." Knowing that Young Master Rong didn't care, Ah Yue remembered Fang Wuhen's words, and gritted her teeth, "Fang Wuhen said, the 'Little Light Group' you were looking for before was not Bai Ling, but Xuanli."

Xuanli?Rong Shao thought of that little monster in a trance, his eyes suddenly became sharp, and he sneered: "This Fang Wuhen is indeed Fang Wuhen, such a lie can be conceived."

"Fang Wuhen said that he has actually lied to you all the time, for example..." Ah Yue took a peek at Rong Shao, and when she saw that there was no trace of impatience on Rong Shao's face, she breathed a sigh of relief and continued. Going on, "For example, every time Xuanli appears when he is in danger, he is 'forced' to appear in front of him." He deliberately emphasized the tone and re-read the word "forced".

Rong Shao didn't speak.

Ah Yue stepped up her efforts: "Fang Wuhen also said that if senior doesn't believe me, he might as well come to the Demon Realm and confront Xuanli face to face."

It has to be said that Rong Shao felt his heart moved.

Bai Ling hurt him, which proved that he was definitely not the "little light group" he had been thinking about.

Now that I think about it carefully, the little monster's every move, even the tone of his speech is actually more like a "little light group"; and he is so familiar with Bai Ling, he almost doesn't shy away from learning Bai Ling's "buzzwords" in front of him. , which actually shows that he is not from this world.

People who are not from this world are forced to appear in front of Fang Wuhen every time to save him, this is what their system should do.

With mixed feelings in my heart, Rong Shao felt a little ashamed, it was clearly within reach...Obviously...

There was a sudden stabbing pain in his chest, Rong Shao bent down in pain and covered the wound.

"senior?"

"It's nothing." Some black blood flowed out from the wound again.

Rong Shao looked at the black blood falling from the gap between his hands, and was a little confused. Was it the pain caused by the collapse of his body?Or is it really hurting?