Note Orphans Forced Heartthrob [Transmigration Book]

In the 19 and four years of the Continental Calendar of God's Remains, the City of Darkness returned, and the spiritual eyes were restored.

As a result of the unprecedentedly strong spiritual energy, all the monks rushed to break through, and talented people emerged in large numbers.

Demon Lord Xiao Yuan was blessed by the heavens, and he molded a flesh body for his relatives. In 15 years, Xiao Yuan woke up, his cultivation level crossed the heavenly level, and directly broke through to the divine level.

After Xiao Yuan woke up, he recovered the remnant souls of the female cultivators rumored to have been murdered by Mu Qiuming with his god-level cultivation, and restored the scene when they were killed.

For a moment, the sound of crusade against Qin Xuanzhi caused a sensation in the entire comprehension world, but the Demon Lord Xiao Yuan disappeared without a trace.

Five years later.

The rain was pattering down, as if it would never stop.

The villagers of Xinghe Village have long been accustomed to this cloudy rainy season. They are busy with their work in the field, and no one looks up.

This is a new village that was built nearly a hundred years ago, but the development of the village is very good, as if it is about to develop into a thriving small town. The village is next to a huge forest, which is rumored to be the legendary Candlelight Forest.

Whether it is true or not is irrelevant, but most of the villagers don't believe it. After all, the Zhuzhao Forest is notoriously dangerous and full of ferocious beasts, but in fact, they have lived by the forest for a hundred years, and have never seen a single The shadow of a ferocious beast.

Gusts of cool wind mixed with rain blew past, chilling to the bone, a villager raised his head in confusion, and looked around at the quiet surroundings.

Nothing at all.

"Damn...why did I smell a bloody smell just now?"

The villagers muttered a few words strangely, but couldn't figure it out, and continued to work hard.

The moment he bowed his head, a piece of clothes completely disappeared around the corner. If the villagers saw it, they would definitely find that this was the direction where the crazy barefoot doctor in the forest lived.

The rain was still falling, making the whole village gray and wet every corner, except for the figure in the rain, which seemed to be covered by a transparent barrier, no matter what, it couldn't get wet at all.

This man was tall and straight, dressed in black, with an impeccable skin, holding a jade-like man in his arms, and walked slowly towards the bamboo forest on the outskirts of the village. Arrived at the destination.

With a "bang", the small wooden door shattered into pieces and splashed everywhere.

Xiao Yuan, who casually destroyed a door, walked into the house, frowned, looked at it, and then commented in disgust: "Rundown."

"I said it's not good where you live. It's not bad luck to insist on picking the old man's ruins."

The owner of the "dilapidated" wooden house was an old man, who limped over, saluted Xiao Yuan tremblingly, and then said slowly in an aged and hoarse voice: "Your Majesty doesn't know something, here Although the evil spirit is heavy, it is an excellent feng shui treasure land, suitable for the growth of spiritual herbs and medicines, and..."

As soon as the old man spoke halfway, he met Xiao Yuan's impatient expression.

Still so impatient.

He smiled, with a trace of kindness on his wrinkled face.

If the villagers outside saw this appearance, they would definitely show a shocked expression, and if the monks outside saw this appearance, it would be even more amazing.

This person is the number one sage in the cultivation world, the former master of the Baiyao Pavilion, the protector of the magic way, Miao Jiang.

As for this Miao Jiang, he was also a legendary figure when he was young, but when he was old, he lost his life because of a well-known doctor in the comprehension world.

Back then, Mu Chi and Xiao Yuan suffered countless fatal injuries under the hands of the Red Demon Patriarch. Thanks to Miao Jiang, they were able to save their lives again and again, although the interests of all parties were intertwined and complicated, But no matter what, he is still the benefactor of the two of them, and Xiao Yuan has always been very kind to him.

Knowing that Xiao Yuan was in a hurry, Miao Jiang stopped talking, and went straight to the main topic to get the pulse of the scene.

He said he was feeling the pulse, but in fact Miao Jiang was just pretending, and he couldn't cure Mu Chi's state.

This is the fifth year of Xiao Yuan's resurrection. In the past five years, apart from going to Miao Jiang's place every month to check Mu Chi's pulse, the only thing he does every day is to wander around with this living dead man in his arms. Muchi intends to travel the world, but Muchi has no tendency to wake up at all.

In fact, Miao Jiang really wanted to say goodbye to Xiao Yuan, it was useless, but every time he touched his nervous expression, he couldn't say a word.

Now Xiao Yuan is probably supported by such a little thought.

Miao Jiang sighed inwardly, feeling Muchi's pulse every now and then.

When he was falling asleep, suddenly, he felt a slight beating.

Miao Jiang's spirit was shaken, and she sat up straight quickly, causing Xiao Yuan's expression to become tense and serious, but after careful inspection, he couldn't feel anything.

It must be a hallucination, Miao Jiang sighed again.

He watched these two children grow up. Although helping them back then was only to fight against the red demon patriarch, but after so many years, Miao Jiang has long regarded them as his own family. Therefore, he is better than anyone else. Hope Muchi gets better soon.

"How is it?" Xiao Yuan tried hard to suppress his nervousness.

Miao Jiang smiled: "He's recovering well, no matter how much you raise him, he will wake up."

Xiao Yuan was silent, thanked him, and left with Mu Chi.

He has heard this for five years.

He knew that Miao Jiang was comforting him, and he knew better than anyone else whether Mu Chi's health had improved.

But he just wanted to come here from time to time, as if as long as Miao Jiang said such a sentence, Muchi would wake up immediately.

Speaking of which, Muchi's current body is no longer the original one.

Back then, it took three full days for the Spirit Eye to be unsealed and the city to return.

After three days, Tiandao finally returned to his human affairs.

The Dao of Heaven is as stubborn as death, but it is particularly rewarding and punishing. Therefore, the first thing that Tancheng returns to is to reshape a physical body for Xiao Yuan, the savior.

Because Xiao Yuan's soul was rescued by Mu Chi, and the magic core was still there, he came back to life easily, but his soul was torn so badly that he took a year to wake up.

And Muchi has worked for Tiandao for nearly 200 years. Although there are constant twists and turns in the middle, at least it is considered to have completed the task, the plot has come to an end, and Tiandao has not hesitated to complete the deal of the year.

The deal between Muchi and Tiandao back then was that he helped Tiandao promote the plot, and Tiandao resurrected him and returned to his world.

But that's where the problem lies.

Although Heavenly Dao also reshaped Mu Chi's body, Mu Chi had already died once, and his soul power was pitifully weak, and he was severely injured again during the time of Tancheng. It took three days to unblock him, and his remnant soul had nowhere to go, so he drifted away for three days, and when the heavens gave him a physical body, his soul was almost scattered.

Muchi became a living dead.

There was no heartbeat, no pulse, no breathing, only the warm body reminded Xiao Yuan that this person was not dead yet.

In fact, in theory, as long as you keep raising it until Muchi's soul recovers, you will definitely be able to wake up, but no one knows the time of waking up. Five years have passed, and Muchi has not changed at all.

"Yo, are you back?"

As soon as he opened the door, Xiao Yuan saw the uninvited guest sitting beside Mu Chi's bed.

He frowned, and said coldly: "Old Huang Mao, stay away from my little one!"

It was dusk at this time, and the rays of the setting sun were shining brightly, following Xiao Yuan's movement of pushing the door, it illuminated the scene in the room.

If mortals appeared here, they would probably be so frightened by the situation on the bed that their eyes would turn black.

The bed was huge, and there were two people side by side at the moment.

The two look quite similar, and their temperament is even more like a person to the extreme.

It has to be said that the looks of these two people are quite good, especially the one on the outside, which makes people unable to move their eyes away. If it weren't for the fact that both of their chests don't rise and fall, and their complexion is too pale, this is simply a worthy look. A scroll of the beauty of the world.

Holding Mu Chi in his arms, Xiao Yuan unceremoniously kicked Feng Yao away, and carefully put Mu Chi on it.

Now, the situation on the bed was even more weird.

The newly released one looks almost exactly the same as the one on the outside just now, but it seems to be more refined, like a jade man, very good-looking, and the skin color has changed from pale to white, but unfortunately, the chest still does not rise and fall.

Where are these three beauties, they are clearly three corpses.

"I said you, you really made a lot of money." Feng Yao shook his head, tsk-tsk in amazement.

"Talk one, sleep three, that's the winner in life." After finishing speaking, he unceremoniously kicked back the kick Xiao Yuan gave him, "Sleep with corpses every day, you pervert!"

"You know shit!"

Xiao Yuan rolled his eyes: "Who knows if there was any remnant soul in Xiao Chi's body before, it's good for him to keep his soul with him."

The corner of Feng Yao's mouth twitched, feeling that Xiao Yuan was a little dazed.

But he couldn't say any harsh words anymore, if it wasn't for the fact that he was at his wit's end, Xiao Yuan wouldn't even use this method.

Feng Yao sighed in his heart, these few years he has had occasional contacts with Xiao Yuan, and he has become acquainted with Xiao Yuan a lot, and Xiao Yuan is getting more and more haggard day by day, he also sees it in his eyes.

"If you have something to say, if you have fart, get out if you have nothing to do, and don't bother me." Xiao Yuan stretched out his hand in disgust while talking, trying to push Feng Yao away.

This old yellow-haired man is completely polluting the air in Xiao Chi's room by staying here.

"What are you doing, why don't you just look at your daughter-in-law twice more, because she looks so attractive and won't let you see her?"

"Do you try again?"

Xiao Yuan's face darkened, and he stared at it fiercely.

Feng Yao swallowed his saliva, but he really didn't dare.

The current Xiao Yuan is not the mainland monk he could easily deal with six years ago. Thanks to Mu Chi, when the spirit eye was unsealed, Xiao Yuan was hiding in his magic core, so he got There was an unexpected big opportunity.

You must know that the strength of the spiritual power released at the moment when the spiritual eye was unsealed was no joke, everyone present couldn't bear the impact at all, and they all hid in the distance—except for Xiao Yuan's magic core.

The magic core, after reaching the realm of Xiao Yuan, can basically operate the spiritual energy of the world independently, because without the shackles of the master, it can feel the source of spiritual power that is fatally attractive to it. They avoided Lin Xueer's shackles as if they were evasive again and again, but this daring little demon core was glowing brightly, breaking away from Lin Xue'er's shackles like a joy, and rushing into the depths of the spiritual eyes with excitement. place.

This is really hard for Lin Xueer. In one day, she suffered several blows after her son died, her husband hoped to be resurrected, her son died, her daughter-in-law self-mutilated, her son hoped to be resurrected, and her daughter-in-law couldn't bear the death. When it came to the last critical strike—the magic core that carried the hope of his son's resurrection was lost.

Throwing into the spiritual eye that contains the spiritual power of the entire continent, if you get closer, you may be twisted into pieces by the raging spiritual power.

Lin Xueer didn't resist, and pouted directly.

When she woke up again, she found that there was nothing wrong with the magic core, and it even grew two full circles because of absorbing a lot of spiritual power.

Therefore, a year later, after Xiao Yuan recovered his soul and woke up, he found that he had inexplicably broken two great realms in a row, rising from the earth rank to the god rank.

Although he has never fought against each other, Feng Yao felt that he could not do Xiao Yuan's job right now, so he didn't dare to say it again, but he couldn't hold back, so he stiffened his neck and said, "Such a crazy wife, don't even want to give it to me for free. Can't live."

After the words fell, he quickly changed the subject, covered his nose and said, "Can you put away your bloody smell, it's killing me."

After Xiao Yuan woke up, he took the Xueyan Saber back again. Now that he has reached the god level, he no longer has to worry about the backlash of the weapon, but Xiao Yuan remembered the incident of the past. Xiao Yuan's narrow-mindedness can't stand the knife, so he vented his anger with the Xueyan knife if he had nothing to do.

No, he was beaten up by Xiao Yuan two days ago, and the blade is still trembling, and the evil spirit is unstable, which will always cause some bloody smell to leak out.

Xiao Yuan has long been used to this smell, if Feng Yao hadn't reminded him, he really didn't notice it.

After listening to Feng Yao's complaint, Xiao Yuan's first reaction was to look at the bed, wondering if the smell would spread to Muchi.

The Xueyan knife, which could sense the master's mood, trembled immediately, and carefully contained the evil spirit.

"What the hell did you come here for?"

Seeing Feng Yao's delay in saying what he came for, Xiao Yuan became impatient, turned his head to look, only to find that Feng Yao's eyes were still glued to Mu Chi.

"..."

It was a mild spring and drizzle outside, and Xiao Yuan inside was smiling brightly.

Sensing Xiao Yuan's "kind" smile, Feng Yao trembled unconsciously, and coughed twice to hide it.

"Ahem, I didn't want to come." Feng Yao quickly looked back, "It was those old ghosts who wanted me to come. Now that the gods have returned and the forces have been re-divided, you represent the magic cultivator. In a sensitive period, you are a god stage..."

Xiao Yuan was listening, but he found that Feng Yao's gaze finally moved away from Mu Chi's body and turned to him again.

"What are you looking at?"

Feng Yao paused, frowned slightly, and then smiled again: "It's okay, it's just that I always feel as if I knew you two before."

"That's why you're blind."

After passing a few words casually, Xiao Yuan pushed Feng Yao out with a push and a push.

It wasn't until Feng Yao walked out of the small courtyard that he suddenly realized that he hadn't finished his previous words.

But Feng Yao smiled and left as before.

He came here because the other returning gods were worried about Xiao Yuan and wanted him to be in the same team.

But Feng Yao knows in his heart that Xiao Yuan can't pretend to be anything except for a screen delay. Even if the continent is overturned, he probably won't bother to take care of it.

Those people's worries are purely unnecessary.

And compared to this, the fact that Xiao Yuan and Mu Chi made him feel familiar made him more curious.

He took a last look at this small courtyard, and decided that it was time to find his mansion in Shenyi Continent ten thousand years ago, and go back and look through the ancient books inside.

After Feng Yao left, the room was completely quiet.

Xiao Yuan leaned down and planted a soft kiss on Mu Chi's lips.

"It's okay for you to take a breath and make the senior brother happy."

Xiao Yuan's eyes were stained with a little pain.

No one knew that when Mu Chi dug out the magic core, Xiao Yuan could actually see everything.

At that time, his soul left his body, and all the surrounding scenes could not be concealed from his perception. Because of this, witnessing the impact of his lover's life for his own has become a nightmare that he cannot escape in the past few years.

He couldn't remember how long he hadn't closed his eyes and fell asleep. Once he closed his eyes, the image of Mu Chi covered in blood was like a nightmare, endlessly circulating in his mind.

A red light flashed between his brows, and was immediately suppressed by Xiao Yuan.

Xiao Yuan gave a wry smile.

Junior brother, junior brother, if you don't wake up, I'm afraid that the inner demon will be born.

He didn't want to show discomfort in front of Mu Chi, so he turned around and went to another room to calm down.

Because of this, he didn't notice that Mu Chi on the bed took a very, very light breath after he finished saying that sentence.

And it's three nights panting together.

……

The weather is getting hotter, and you will arrive at Zhongyuan before you know it.

Mu Chi still didn't wake up, so Xiao Yuan traveled around with his three lovely juniors.

Xiao Yuan has been in a panic for the past few years, somehow he fell in love with festivals, big or small, no matter what the festival is, he always takes Muchi to go shopping, as if this can make up for the fact that the two of them have never been together before. The festival's shortcomings are the same as in the past.

This is a good thing, but there are only a few festivals throughout the year, and Xiao Yuan is a person who can't be idle, so bored, he frantically decided to celebrate the Ghost Festival this year as well.

If you want to say which place on the Shenyi Continent has the strongest ghost festival atmosphere, it is of course the famous ghost town, Youcheng.

Taking the weapon (Xueyan Machete) and the luggage (three juniors), Xiao Yuan happily arrived at the destination with terrified gazes all the way.

Youcheng is really good, full of spooky aura, deeply loved by Xiao Yuan, the big devil.

There are always some people who talk about it.

The Way of Ghosts is the most mysterious sect on the Divine Legacy Continent.

Xiao Yuan even suspected for a while that things like ghost cultivators were creatures that only existed in rumors.

But at this moment, looking at the old woman in front of him, Xiao Yuan clearly realized that this is a ghost cultivator.

The old woman appeared on the night of the Hungry Ghost Festival, so how weird it is to show up at this point.

Sensing the uninvited guest outside the house, Xiao Yuan calmly walked out.

"Do you know... why do people always encounter ghosts during the Ghost Festival?"

The old woman's voice was vague and uncertain, as if there was no fixed sound source, but came from all directions.

Xiao Yuan didn't know what she was up to, so he ignored her.

Fortunately, the other party didn't seem to want him to answer, so he muttered to himself: "Because this day is the day when the soul power is the most vigorous."

"There are always some remnant souls who are reluctant to leave, and they gather back on this day..."

The old woman drifted away while talking, but Xiao Yuan seemed to feel something, his face changed drastically, and he hurriedly ran into the house.

Inside the room, three similarly good-looking faces turned their heads in unison, looking at Xiao Yuan with a thousand words in their eyes.

Xiao Yuan...

Xiao Yuan is an idiot.

He looked at this and that in a daze, and for a moment he didn't know which one he should embrace to express his joy.

In the end, he just stood still, his eyes flushed.

This man who has always been arrogant and fearless, his voice is a little aggrieved at this moment.

"Why... why are you only waking up now..."

Mu Chi sighed softly, his heart softened, and he decided not to tell him that it was because some idiot put his three bodies together, and he was confused which one was the real body, and his soul power was scattered , it was too late to wake up.

In any case, they were all alive and well, and that was enough.

The next day, Xiao Yuan hugged three of them out.

There was still a bit of trance on his face, but the smile on the corner of his mouth couldn't stop.

Feng Yao was right, he made a lot of money.

The author has something to say: the main text is over, and the rest of the plot will involve the modern chapter, which will be in the extra episode.

It won’t be like this all the time, and it will soon become a person (Xiao Hanhan cherishes it, understand?)

Fan Wai’s fraudulent nature has fallen. I recently went back to school for an exam. I really don’t have much energy to go to the library every day. I have a lot of relatives at home during the Chinese New Year. I’m afraid it’s not convenient to type. I’m very, very sorry.

Everyone’s comments have been read, about when the madhouse will open... um... at the end of April or early May, I have to do an internship at the beginning of the new year. Streaking without manuscripts leads to frequent interruptions, which is really tormenting, and it also affects everyone's reading experience (again apology, bow), cuties can also pay attention to my Weibo, and I will remind you on Weibo when I open the article.

thanks, bow~