Note Orphans Forced Heartthrob [Transmigration Book]

Feng Yao's words were really unadulterated, Xiao Yuan felt that he had just sat down, and that half of his life span had come to an end.

"Let's go."

The man in black came over with a blank expression on his face.

Regarding the formation method of stripping the Xueyan knife, since no one has tried it before, Xiao Yuan does not know what it will be like after entering it.

But he is very clear that if he wants to completely strip the Xueyan knife, his blood must be completely emptied, and at the same time, his soul must be completely shattered, and everything can be fed to the knife body to suppress its ferocity. Let the Xueyan knife be used by others temporarily.

The formation is set up next to the spiritual eye, and the formation looks calm and calm, but in fact the spiritual power inside is extremely manic and chaotic. Once a person enters, he is afraid that he will be twisted into debris in an instant.

"What? Regret it?"

Seeing Xiao Yuan not moving, the man in black spoke coldly.

Regret?

Xiao Yuan's expression remained unchanged, but his mind was full of thoughts.

I do regret it.

I regretted not seeing my own mind clearly earlier, and regretted seeing my own mind clearly.

If he had seen it clearly earlier, he and Mu Chi would not have wasted a hundred years in vain. If he hadn't seen it clearly, after his death, Mu Chi might not have been too sad.

But the reality is so dramatic that he was only with Muchi the day before his death.

He looked into the distance, even though he knew it was impossible, and even though he had already made enough mental preparations, at this moment, he still couldn't help raising a glimmer of hope.

However, he just shook his head in the end, without saying anything, and said lightly, "Let's go."

That's when the accident happened.

A white light approached quickly, so fast that it was hard to see what it was, but where it went, the sky was filled with frost, and behind it, there was a blue and white figure chasing after it.

All this happened too fast, the moment Xiao Yuan's expression changed drastically, the man in black had already taken the lead to attack the white light, and before he could make a move, another blue and white figure blocked the attack of the man in black.

The two were Mu Chi and Cheng Shu.

Just now, the transparent barrier left by Feng Yao, which Lin Xueer could not break no matter what, was instantly broken by Mu Chi's unknown method, and in the blink of an eye, Mu Chi had already appeared in front of his eyes.

But at this moment, only a short moment has passed since the white light appeared.

Mu Chi hugged Xiao Yuan tightly.

He knew he was running out of time, so he spoke first before the others came up and dragged him away.

"I can understand what you're doing."

This sentence was beyond everyone's expectations, so that Cheng Shu, who thought he was going to rob someone, opened his eyes wide, but Xiao Yuan seemed to have expected it a long time ago, and only gently hugged Mu Chi back, without saying anything. Shocked.

Tears fell down without warning, this was probably the first time Muchi cried in front of people other than Xiao Yuan.

Also the last time.

Mu Chi's voice was very cold, and his expression was also cold. Except for those few tears, he couldn't see any emotion from the beginning to the end.

But this cold sentence was like the sharpest knife, stabbing Xiao Yuan painfully.

They are the most tacit understanding brothers, relatives who have depended on each other for a hundred years, and lovers who love to the bone. Xiao Yuan knows that no matter when, Mu Chi is the one who understands him the most, no one else.

However, the more I understand, the more sad I am, the more I seem to be impermanent in the world, but I can't do anything about it.

Feng Yao and the man in black rushed up, but were stopped by Cheng Shu and Lin Xueer in silence. Everything seemed to be on the verge of breaking out, as if the next moment, an epic battle would start here.

The center of the storm was quite calm.

Xiao Yuan took a deep look at Mu Chi for the last time, under the nervous gaze of everyone, he did nothing but leave a nostalgic kiss on Mu Chi's forehead, and then turned around resolutely.

It wasn't until this moment that he realized that what was more terrifying than facing death was facing Muchi's tears.

"Do not……"

Mu Chi trembled violently, he couldn't hold back the coldness on his face anymore, he almost scrambled after him, grabbed Xiao Yuan's sleeve, stubbornly unwilling to let go.

"I can understand what you're doing, but you..."

But you...don't want me?

But what, Muchi didn't say it after all.

At the same time, Cheng Shu took a step forward calmly.

Cheng Shu was extremely nervous at the moment.

Mu Chi's madness just now is still vivid in his memory, he has already prepared for the opponent to struggle desperately, and is always ready to strike, but what he didn't expect was that Mu Chi didn't do anything.

Facing the entanglement of his junior brother, Xiao Yuan just patted the back of his hand lightly, and said: "Good boy."

Just this one word seems to be the strongest seal in the world, nailing Mu Chi in place.

He let Xiao Yuan pull out his sleeves, let him turn around, let Feng Yao take him away, and then watched him enter the battle helplessly.

The two of them didn't say anything, but it seemed as if they had already said everything, what was left was only the silent understanding between the brothers and sisters.

The moment he entered the formation, there was a strong wind, only streaks of blood lighted up, but he couldn't see clearly what was going on inside.

But from the beginning to the end, Mu Chi was unusually silent and quiet.

Lin Xueer was already slumped on the ground, crying bitterly, but he seemed to have lost all emotion suddenly.

Seeing Xiao Yuan entered the formation, the tense Cheng Shu heaved a sigh of relief, everything was settled, he patted Mu Chi's shoulder lightly, trying to find some words of comfort.

"Qiu Ming, you..."

"Xiao Yuan."

Mu Chi suddenly spoke softly to the formation, regardless of whether Xiao Yuan in the formation could hear it or not.

"Your magic core, I will return it to you."

Cheng Shu turned his head abruptly, but met a pair of gray eyes.

The next moment, dazzling blood filled his eyes.

A steady stream of blood gushed out from Mu Chi's chest, but he didn't seem to feel the pain, and mercilessly dug out Xiao Yuan's demon core.

At that moment, Cheng Shu felt as if he had been struck by lightning, forgot all his reactions, and just stood there dumbfounded.

He has never wanted to understand how Mu Chi came back from the dead, and now, he finally understands.

It wasn't until this moment that he realized how completely he had lost.

"Crazy... all crazy..."

Not only him, but everyone was shocked by Muchi's actions. Qin Xuanzhi, who had been lying in a pool of blood not knowing whether he was alive or dead, wanted to rush towards him like crazy. Unfortunately, he was too seriously injured to reach Muchi. .

Mu Chi ignored everyone's eyes, as his fingers fluttered, countless rare and rare treasures gushed out, one by one complicated runes gradually formed in his hands, with Mu Chi himself as the eye of the array, Xiao Yuan's magic core as the eye. The array is drawn, arranged, formed, and finally becomes a complete, mysterious and ancient array.

"This is... the soul-inducing array?!" The man in black who had been watching coldly exclaimed.

"Spirit drawing array?! What do you mean? What does he want to do?!"

Cheng Shu subconsciously asked, but it was Feng Yao, who was guarding the formation in the distance, who solved his doubts.

"I thought this thing had been lost long ago, but I didn't expect monks to use it today." Feng Yao looked extremely stern, and looked at Mu Chi with an unknown light in his eyes, "He's trying to grab fertilizer from Xue Yan Dao, Forcibly attract Xiao Yuan's soul that should be fed to it!"

"This... can it work?" It was Lin Xueer who spoke.

Feng Yao shook his head: "The magic core is the foundation of the magic cultivator, and the magic core is equivalent to another body of the demon cultivator. As long as you find a way to repair Xiao Yuan's soul torn by the formation, there is a magic core, and there is a soul." Now, it is only a matter of time before Xiao Yuan remodels his physical body."

"But..." Feng Yao's voice changed, "If I'm not mistaken, this person's soul is attached to Xiao Yuan's magic core to maintain order. Without the magic core, it will be difficult for him to live."

Cheng Shu's heart sank.

Night time has never been so fast.

The knife-peeling formation became more and more bloody, and Mu Chi's hands became faster and faster. His movements were steady and his expression was very cold. Almost at the same time, the knife left and the formation completed.

The blood-red broadsword quietly floated in the mid-air, and it looked extremely moist and glowing red because it had absorbed all the nutrients from its owner.

At this time, the blade trembled, and countless white lights that had not yet been digested were peeled off from the blade bit by bit, drifting towards Mu Chi, and he was transported into Xiao Yuan's demon core bit by bit.

It wasn't until the last light came in that Muchi finally showed a relieved smile.

Then, he completely fell into a pool of blood.

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