Devil of Transmigration

An enchantment, left and right is life and death.

The demon king tried to find where the spiritual power of the enchantment was connected, but found that it was a seamless one without any flaws.

Looking at Xuanli again, he found that the scattered blue spiritual power spots on his body were slowly drifting towards the direction of the blood-smeared array.

There is no time, Mozun thought.

How dare this Xuanli?Even without the knowledge of this seat...

Taking a deep breath, Mozun suppressed his anger, fixedly stared at Xuanli, his eyes darkened, expressionless, and said: "I gave you my body, are you going to leave like this?"

Xuanli: "Huh?"

It was quite sad at first, but after doing this, the painting style has completely changed.

With a silly face, he forgot to continue with the gesture: "What did you say?"

Mozun: "You have skin-to-skin relationship, don't you want to give up?"

Xuanli was confused in the wind: "Then what, no, I..."

Mozun raised the blood jade knife, wiped it carefully with his sleeve, and squinted at Xuanli at the same time, with an expression of "tell me, I'm listening".

Xuanli was still dizzy explaining: "I'm not a heartless person..."

Mozun: "Then stay by my side! Don't do unnecessary things."

Xuanli: "No, you listen to my explanation."

Mozun: "I won't listen, I won't listen, I won't listen, I won't listen!"

... Xuan Li thought blankly, how could a good fantasy blockbuster turn into a certain aunt's romance film?

Ah, life.

Seeing Xuanli's pestle stiffened like a log, Mozun couldn't help but curled up a little bit, but immediately suppressed the arc, his voice was still as cold and heartless as before: "Xuanli, Xuanli, you With so many secrets on me, how can I be willing to let you go?"

After finishing speaking, he took the blood jade knife and slashed his wrist severely.

Xuanli looked at him with blood on his face.

The above has two meanings.

Mozun didn't expect that he would be forced to use this move.

The death of his mother made him worry about Xuanli's gains and losses. He wanted to get close, but was afraid of being rejected by him; wanted to let him go, but was afraid that he would never return.

So, on the night when Xuanli was in possession that day, Mozun secretly broke off a small piece of the inner alchemy, broke it up into spiritual power, and entered Xuanli's body.

You ask Xuanli?A certain person was sleeping on all fours, and there was no reaction at all.

When the spiritual power completely merged into Xuanli's body and mixed with Xuanli's inner alchemy, Mozun felt that the heart that he had been hanging on for a long time finally fell into his stomach.

Caressing Xuanli's sweaty forehead, Mozun laughed softly: "From now on, I will not be separated from you."

That secret technique was taught by Bai Hua. It is said that it was passed down from the Bai family's ancestors and was specially used to "tie" the lover.

Dark red blood rushed out, but the strange thing was that when the blood came out, it didn't flow down the wrist, but evaporated into a blood-red mist the moment it came out, and then dispersed into the air, circling around the demon king At first, it was just a thin layer of red, and then as more and more blood flowed out, the color gradually became thicker.

"you……"

On the contrary, Xuanli was horrified to find that his spiritual power had started to stop flowing, and his premonition became more and more ominous, so he stopped in a seal gesture and looked towards Mozun.

My heart beat hard.

I don't know what the demon king did, but the one who lost his spiritual power turned into him, and the blood in his body kept flowing out and mixed into the blood mist. After a while, the demon king's lips became pale and terrible, and he bent down, weak gasping.

"enough!"

Now Xuanli finally realized what the Demon Lord felt before, his heart was full of pain and anger, but he didn't know where to start.

"Enough?" Mozun returned lightly, "Is it enough?"

After finishing speaking, he finally lost his strength, so he inserted the blood jade knife into the soil, knelt down on one knee, and gasped for breath while holding the knife handle.

The blood mist began to drift towards the direction of the blood-smeared formation.

The blood mist floating in the air was blown away by the wind, gathered again, entwined with the blood coating array, and immersed in the dark red runes.

The rune trembled, and the red light burst forth.

Looking at the blood-smear formation with complicated eyes, and then looking down at the seals that his hands were forming, Xuanli suddenly felt a bit confused—if he continued, the blood-smear formation could be completed, and everything in the world would be safe, but Lord Mozun replaced him. Become a sacrifice yourself, then...

But if you don't continue, the blood-smeared formation is not complete. Although most of the effects can still be guaranteed, who knows how long a broken blood-smeared formation can trap the Tiantian Python?At that time, the Heaven Swallowing Python breaks through the formation, and everyone will still die.

"Master Mozun, you have really given me a problem." Xuanli smiled wryly.

He can calculate the probability of everything happening, but he cannot calculate a real future.

"You've been giving me problems, Xuanli." Mozun smiled weakly.

So, just like what the Lord God said, I will never be a "person", Xuanli thought.

The hands are separated, and the mudra stops.

The last ray of blood mist merged into the blood-painted array, and the blood-colored lines of the array lit up, then stopped rotating, and it was frozen.

The sky-swallowing python inside was churning endlessly, filled with black air, and the inside of the barrier was pitch black, only the red snake eyes shining with bloodthirsty light were looming in the barrier, and every time it appeared, the barrier of the blood-smeared formation would It trembled once, as if it was about to be unbearable, and it would burst at any moment.

Heavenly Dao has already removed the barrier that blocked the Demon Lord, and Xuanli seems to have heard its sigh.

Rushing to the Demon Lord in a hurry, Xuan Li didn't care about the blood on his face, holding the Demon Lord's wrist full of distress.

The Demon Lord felt strangely relieved——

Cough, do you feel bad?Tell you to ignore this seat...

"scoff"

Xuanli grabbed the hem of Mozun's clothes, bit out a gap with his small tiger teeth, and tore a long strip of cloth.

Demon Venerable: "..."

Wrapping the demon's wrist with cloth strips, Xuanli let out a long sigh of relief, and then scolded the demon with a face of "my heart is so complicated": "You think you donate blood! Ah! ? Cut so deep!!!”

Mozun: "...my clothes."

Xuanli: "What's wrong? I'm giving you first aid!!! Do you understand first aid? Do you want to bleed to death?"

Mozun: "No, you..."

Xuanli: "What me? Are you reasonable?"

Mozun silently swallowed the rest of the words.

Then he stared at Xuanli, who was covered in blood, and said nothing - I just cut my wrists, you are bleeding from the seven orifices, what qualifications do you have to say about me? !

Knowing Mozun's expression in seconds, Xuanli rubbed his face with the back of his hand.

Then I saw a thin layer of blood scab on the back of my hand.

Xuan Limo.

Although Xuanli's face was covered with blood, in fact he was not seriously injured, it just looked horrific, the blood on his face had already dried up, and it fell off with just a quick wipe.

Mozun looked at Xuanli with great interest, like a kitten, rubbing the blood scab off his face with the back of his hand.

Sometimes Mozun would even pinch it with his hand: "You didn't wipe it off here... and here..."

Will also take the opportunity to knead.

Xuanli's face turned red after a while, and it's not known whether it was because of too much hand strength or blood.

After a while, Xuanli asked: "Are you ready?"

Mozun nodded and pulled out a weak smile: "Okay."

Xuanli: "Then let's go back quickly—"

A strong wind suddenly hit, Xuanli only felt a blur in front of his eyes, the Demon Lord was blown away by a white figure's palm, it could be seen that the visitor hated the Demon Lord very much, that palm was full of spiritual power, and the white wide sleeves whistled muster.

The Demon Lord fell heavily from mid-air and hit a broken stone wall. The stone wall immediately centered on the point in contact with the Demon Lord, and the spider web pattern spread, and half of the stone wall shattered into gravel.

The mask that fell off in mid-air then fell, with a "click", and landed three inches away from the Mozun.

'Xuanli——' Mozun's lips opened and closed, and he spit out two words silently, all the blood on his face faded.

Xuan Li stared blankly at the Demon Lord who fell on the ground.

The half-mask in the distance gleamed silvery.

"System 467?" With a pain in his jaw, Xuanli was forced to turn his head away by someone who came, "Look at me."

what?

what did he say?

Also, Demon Lord?

Xuanli knocked off that hand, turned his head stubbornly, and stared at the Demon Lord who fell on the ground. From this angle, he clearly saw what the Demon Lord looked like.

Is that the ninth day?

Is it the ninth day?

Intermittent voices came from the ear, Xuanli's mind was in a mess, he didn't know what the person in front of him said, and he muttered to himself: "Who?"

I don't even know who I'm asking.

"System 467?" The man in white pinched Xuanli's chin again, turned over, and asked, "System 467?"

"Yes." Reflexively, Xuanli agreed.

At the same time, he saw clearly the person in front of him - it was Rong Shao.

Rong Shao smiled, slowly approached, held Xuanli's face in his hands, nose to nose, and sighed: "System 467, I finally found you."

The breath is lingering.

Xuanli shivered unconsciously, and pushed him away suddenly: "Who are you?"

"who am I?"

"who I am?!"

"who I am?!!"

Taking a few steps back, standing firm, and repeating this question three times, Rong Shao's voice became higher and higher each time, and he flicked his sleeves at the end: "How can you forget me?"

There was anger, unwillingness, and a hint of expectation.

Xuanli used the corner of his eye to estimate the distance between him and the demon king who had stopped moving, but did not answer.

Before he got the answer he wanted, Rong Shao went crazy several times, his eyes were red, his five senses were distorted, he was no longer as warm and moist as jade before, like a ghost, he asked quietly: "Do you know how much I paid for you?"

Xuanli had already guessed that Rong Shao should be a certain host.

"Host?" Xuanli carefully gave the answer.

"Huh?" The dark aura around Rong Shao's body suddenly dissipated like a tide, "Huh."

Then he said with relief: "You still remember me."

Taking advantage of this gap, Xuanli frantically searched the memory bank, and finally found Rong Shao in a very small corner——

'I'm going to be like this from now on'

The young man in Taoist robe stroked the scroll and said, "Okay." '

"Arong?"

"Yes." Young Master Rong quickly agreed, and took a few steps closer to Xuanli: "You really still remember me." A pair of eyes shone brightly, as if a child got his favorite toy.

Xuanli immediately gestured, stopped Rong Shao from approaching, and returned indifferently and distantly: "Hello."

Rong Shao had imagined his reunion with System 467 countless times, both good and bad, but this scene still made him feel like falling into an ice cellar: "What?"

"Arong, I'm taking Chu Jiu back now, I hope you don't stop me."

Confusedly glanced at the Demon Venerable who was seriously injured by himself before, Rong Shao said slowly: "Don't you... don't you wonder how I found you?"

Xuan Li shook his head.

"You are so cruel."

"You came here specifically to find me?" While changing the subject, Xuanli moved in the direction of Mozun without any trace.

Not paying attention to Xuanli's small movements, Rong Shao lowered his head, looked at the palm of his right hand, and smiled wryly: "Yes, I came here specifically to find you, and you don't even know how much I paid for it."

After a pause, he continued: "When the first life died, the seal you left me was broken, and I gradually remembered every bit of me and you. At that time, I just thought, I want to be with you. "

"Why are you bothering? Isn't it good to be an ordinary person?"

"Heh, how do you know if I'm willing to be an ordinary person?"

Xuan Li was choked.

"After death, I broke away from the law and did not enter reincarnation.

I have traveled through many worlds, hoping to find your existence, but unfortunately, God's will tricks people.

It hurts so much, do you know how hard it is to escape the pursuit of the law?A wound to the soul hurts thousands of times more than a wound to the body.

But, I didn't give up, I just want to see you again. "

Speaking of this, Rong Shao raised his head again, frowned, as if he was about to shed tears: "In the end, I finally found you, and you just... you just asked this simple question?"

"Arong." Xuanli still had a calm expression, and said, "I'm sorry, but to me, you are just a passer-by in my life."

passerby?

Rong Shao's eyes widened, his body was as stiff as a puppet, and his voice became flat: "I'm just a passer-by?"

Taking this opportunity, Xuanli quickly ran to Chujiu, pounced on the spot, successfully carried him on his shoulders, and prepared to run away.

However, the moment he turned around, he saw Rong Shao standing in the same place, staring at him in a daze, as if out of his wits, Xuanli softened again, and said to Rong Shao from afar: "A Rong, you and I haven't really been together for long. I don't know why you..." Frowning for a while, I found a suitable word, "So stubborn. It's not worth it."

"Why?" Rong Shao asked, "Did you choose the person on your shoulder? Why not me?"

Xuanli said: "Because I am Xuanli."

Xuanli left without hesitation.

Rong Shao covered his heart, his feet softened, and he knelt down on the ground.

Ah Yue showed her figure, walked up to Rong Shao, a little worried: "Senior..."

"Tell me, if it was me and we met when he was Xuanli, would he accept me?" Rong Shao asked.

Ah Yue didn't know how to answer.

"I turned out to be just a passerby... Hehehe, a passerby."

Distraught, Ah Yue helped Rong Shao who was struggling to stand up: "Senior, are you alright?"

"Something happened."

The bloody light from the blood-stained array in the distance dyed Rong Shao's white robes with blood: "My body is rotting. Fang Wuhen destroyed your base, and even made it impossible for me to repair my body, heh. "

Ah Yue was silent.

"Regret?"

Ah Yue nodded and said, "It's useless. Now that I think about it, I have to bring the whole Demon Realm with me. I shouldn't have promised Fang Wuhen back then."

"Ah, it's okay." Rong Shao turned his head and smiled, "I won't let the Demon Realm be destroyed, on the contrary, I will help Xuanli and the others get rid of Fang Wuhen—" The smile grew bigger and bigger, and finally became weird and frightening , "How can I only be a passer-by?"

Xuanli, I want you to always remember my kindness, forever and ever, even if it is guilt.

I won't let you forget me.

Ah.