Bai Yueguang dressed as a paranoid villain [Quick Transmigration]

At this moment, it seemed that everything in the world had regained its color, lighting up Ye Jiulan's eyes.

Yes, go home.

He lost his mother, but he has another home.

——A family formed by him and his master.

They are husband and wife, they are partners, they will last forever and never be separated.

Yu Mu only felt a shadow flash in front of his eyes, and the next moment, Ye Jiulan, who was kneeling in front of him, hugged him firmly and pressed against the wall.

The young man hugged him tightly like a big dog, his face could only be buried in his chest because of the height of the bench, and rubbed against him.

"Master..." he said, "It feels good to have you waiting for me at home."

Yu Mu couldn't help but put his right hand on Ye Jiulan's soft black hair, and rubbed it: "Life is alive, and separation is inevitable after all. It's best if you can think about it."

"Hmm..." Ye Jiulan grasped Yu Mu's clothes tightly, and said, "But Master and I have the same longevity, we can have each other forever."

"...Is longevity equal to heaven?" Yu Mu read these four words softly, hesitating slightly, his eyes lost focus for a moment.

【Host! !You must wake up! ! 】

A voice came into his mind, and it disappeared in a flash. Yu Mu frowned, trying to find the source of the voice, but he couldn't find it no matter what, so he had to give up in the end.

"Master?" Ye Jiulan looked up from his arms and asked him, "What's wrong?"

Yu Mu came back to his senses and shook his head: "It's okay."

It must be an auditory hallucination, Yu Mu thought lightly.

After solving the problem of the dummy and the law, Ling Feng was sent by Yu Mu back to the heaven to manage the Wuwang Sword Sect, while he and Ye Jiulan lived in the mortal world as ordinary couples, imitating the routine and life span of ordinary people, and spent a hundred years .

During this period, they also started a business.

Yu Mu opened a painting studio, and within five years, he became a famous painter in the whole mainland, and was invited by several royal families of big countries to paint, so in the following years, he took Ye Jiulan to take this opportunity to travel around the whole country. mortal.

However, although Yu Mu has been invited to draw portraits for countless people, the one he painted most was Ye Jiulan.

It is a kind of enjoyment for Yu Mu to record all the glances and smiles of the one he loves with a brush.

When the two were about to leave the mortal world and return to the heavenly realm, Ye Jiulan bound all Yu Mu's paintings of him into a book, and packed three big boxes full of them.

Ye Jiulan caressed the excellently preserved paper with her fingers, with a satisfied smile on her brow.

After flipping through each book, he approached Yu Mu, raised the album in his hand, and said, "Master, I found a problem."

Yu Mu sat at the stone table in the yard, sipped his tea, "What's the problem?"

"The portrait you drew of me contains almost all my postures, but it is missing..." Ye Jiulan paused at this point.

Yu Mu was curious: "What's missing?"

Then, he saw Ye Jiulan approaching his ear, her warm breath was close at hand, and whispered, "It's missing the appearance of me making you cry..."

"..."

Yu Mu understood the meaning of his words, and his face couldn't help feeling hot.

Ye Jiulan laughed triumphantly, and said to Yu Mu: "Well, when we do it next time, I'll move out the water mirror..."

For the rest of the words, Yu Mu covered his mouth with his hand and stuffed it in his throat.

Ye Jiulan narrowed her eyes, stretched out the tip of her tongue and licked the man's palm, and when Yu Mu was about to take it back, she quickly grabbed his hand and showed her housekeeping skills--coquettishly said: "How about it, Master?" ? Just once, can I just draw one? I really want to see it..."

"..."

If there is one, there are two, Yu Mu doesn't dare to believe the words of this liar.

Last time I said that women's clothing was only once, and it was only recorded once with the water mirror. Now counting, he has been pressed on the mirror for more than three times. He would be foolish to believe this guy's words.

He sternly refused: "I don't even want to see it."

"Woooooh, master, you really don't love me anymore..." Ye Jiulan withdrew her arms, sat cross-legged on the wooden box, covered her eyes and pretended to cry: "This is what ordinary people call the seven-year itch, right? I will gradually lose the feeling of being in love at first, Master must have begun to despise me, woo woo woo..."

"..." Yu Mu watched him act for a while, thought of something, raised his eyebrows lightly, and said, "Actually, it's not a problem, but the method needs to be changed. Are you willing to let me try a new method?"

He smiled like a fox: "I promise to show your posture and expression to the fullest."

When Ye Jiulan heard that he had agreed, she was already very happy, no matter what new method she would care about, she nodded in agreement immediately.

As a result, in the middle of the night, Yu Mu tied him firmly to a chair with a demon rope, and molested him from head to toe.

Wanting but not giving it to him, he paused with his hands to a certain extent, took a pen and continued to draw on the paper, forcing Ye Jiulan to sweat profusely, and was almost burned to death by the raging desire.

The next day, although he got the picture album he had been thinking about as he wished, when he saw the beautiful young face on the paper, he wanted to dig a hole and get in.

So far, he has been quiet for several months, not daring to talk to Yu Mu again.

After returning to the heaven, Ling Feng wanted to return the suzerain position to Yu Mu, but Yu Mu waved his hand and refused, saying that from then on, he and Ye Jiulan lived in Qingzhu and guarded Jianzong together.

The days passed day by day, and in a blink of an eye, 10 years passed by in a hurry.

Ling Feng's life also came to an end.

He obviously looks like a young man, but he can still see signs of exhaustion in those eyes.

Yu Mu sat beside his bed, while Ye Jiulan stood beside him, her thin lips almost pursed into a line, with a sad expression on her face.

Ling Feng's eyes were a little distracted, he took Yu Mu's hand and called him: "Master..."

Yu Mu's throat felt astringent, and he replied: "I'm here."

"I have handed over Jianzong to Nanming, and with the blessing of you and Jiulan, our sect will surely prosper forever..."

Seeing that Ling Feng, who had accompanied him and Ye Jiulan all the way, couldn't bear it anymore and was about to pass away, Yu Mu felt so sad that he didn't know what to say to say goodbye to each other.

I had no choice but to hold the opponent's hand tightly, and said in a hoarse voice: "Don't worry, as long as I exist, Wuwang Sword Sect will live forever."

Ling Feng smiled, with tears in his eyes, he hummed, his expression changed slightly.

After a while, he asked slowly: "Master, what exactly is the highest realm?

"Eternal life?" He looked at Yu Mu, his gaze seemed to penetrate his skin, piercing his soul: "Is eternal life really good?

"Isn't the eternal life obtained in an unreal world equal to self-destruction?" He stroked the ring on Yu Mu's left ring finger with his finger, rubbed it twice and then let go, saying: "Wake up, Master!" Zun...wake up, let's leave this world together..."

His voice weakened, until finally he closed his eyes, and the hand holding Yu Mu also relaxed, and there was no sound.

At the same time, Ye Jiulan's dark golden eyes flashed a faint light, and complex memories flooded his mind, about Liang Han, Wei Junyang, Feng Prison, Jiang Qinghe, and Qi Yuan, all returned.

It seemed that several people were fighting in their minds, and when Qi Yuan's consciousness took the lead and almost overwhelmed everyone, Ye Jiulan suddenly used his divine sense to quell the dispute and covered Qi Yuan severely.

A cold light gathered in her eyes, and Ye Jiulan tightened her hand hanging by her side, looking at Yu Mu with a strong possessive desire, almost eating the person in front of her.

At this moment, he finally understood why Master said that this world is not real.

Because he is only a part of personality that exists in Qi Yuan's spiritual world, and everything Master does is for that personality.

It wasn't Liang Han, it wasn't Wei Junyang, it wasn't Feng Prison, it wasn't Jiang Qinghe, and it wasn't Ye Jiulan.

Just for Qi Yuan...

Just now Qi Yuan wanted to convey the news to Shizun through Ling Feng, and even tried to take back his body and end this world.

How could he allow this to happen?

The master is his, and it can only be his.

It belongs to Ye Jiulan.

They are husband and wife, they have the same life expectancy, as long as this virtual world still exists, they can be together forever.

When the matter developed to this point, Ye Jiulan already understood that it was his obsession that affected the world and the dummy, that's why Master's soul fusion was so difficult, and even in the end he lost the relationship with other people except him. , the personalities of several other worlds and even the memory of the main character getting along with each other far away.

So far, everything is perfect.

As long as he destroys the ring again, Master will never think of those people and those things.

He can monopolize the master forever...

"Xiao Jiu, can you understand the meaning of Ling Feng's words?" His thoughts were interrupted by Yu Mu's voice, Ye Jiulan looked at the man sitting by the bed, and found that the master who rarely cried on weekdays actually Tears were streaming down his face, and he reached out to wipe it off in a panic, but he couldn't wipe it off: "I...I always feel that he is implying something...I feel like I have forgotten something, and just thinking about it makes me cry... ..."

Yu Mu's brain was blank, but his heart was so painful that he was almost suffocated. He looked at Ye Jiulan with helplessness on his face: "What did I forget? What... What is real? Why did I wake up?... …Where will you go when you leave this world?"

The man's restrained choked voice filled the room, every word and every word seemed to hit Ye Jiulan's heart, making him completely stiff in place.

In an instant, the terrifying obsession and possessiveness seemed to be pried open by these words, and after a rapid expansion, it slowly poured out.

Ye Jiulan smiled, only smiled and then cried.

Immediately afterwards, he raised his hand and slapped himself hard.

The crisp sound woke Yu Mu up. He looked at the abnormal Ye Jiulan in astonishment, and without caring about his own discomfort, he quickly got up and came to the young man, and asked him, "Xiao Jiu, what's wrong with you?"

He reached out to touch Ye Jiulan's swollen face: "What are you doing for beating yourself? Does it hurt?"

Ye Jiulan just shook her head, then hugged Yu Mu violently, her chest heaved violently, and bit her lower lip fiercely until blood oozes out, then suppressed her voice and said, "I'm sorry, Master, I'm the bastard, I'm sorry You... I was wrong... I was wrong..."

Yu Mu didn't know what he was referring to, but felt that everything was so abnormal today.

He ignored the sadness in his heart, hugged Ye Jiulan back, stroked his back, and comforted him: "How can you be sorry for me? How many times have you said that you don't need to apologize to me, you don't deserve me, and you don't deserve me Owe me...we are husband and wife..."

But no matter what he said, Ye Jiulan didn't seem to listen, and just apologized to him blindly, tears soaked Yu Mu's clothes, and in the end she almost couldn't cry.

Wuwang Jianzong buried Ling Feng generously, and seeing the coffin buried in the cemetery, Yu Mu sighed softly and muttered a sentence.

"Whether it is true or not, only you can judge." He looked at Ye Jiulan beside him, smiled, and said, "For me, it is true that you and I can be together."

Ye Jiulan clenched his hand, but for the first time did not give Yu Mu any response.

One year later, on New Year's Eve in the mortal world, Ye Jiulan took Yu Mu to sit on the roof of the newly built Yu Mansion, and together they watched the fireworks over Fancheng.

Watching the flying sparks burst and dissipate in the sky, the beauty is only a flash in the pan, but it is warm and brilliant.

Ye Jiulan looked at Yu Mu's shoulder for a while, and said softly, "Master, let's fall into reincarnation."

"Huh?" Yu Mu was stunned for a moment, not understanding what he meant.

"I said..." Ye Jiulan looked at Yu Mu seriously, the man's shadow was reflected in the dark golden eyes, which contrasted with the fireworks, and there were faint tears: "Master, let's detonate our spiritual consciousness and enter reincarnation. Let's start from scratch.

"It's like hide-and-seek. I'm looking for you, and you're looking for me. If we find it, we'll be together..."

He asked, "Is it okay?"

Yu Mu frowned and rubbed Ye Jiulan's face: "Are you kidding? We managed to overcome the law. If we detonate our consciousness and re-enter reincarnation, not only will the memory disappear, maybe we will never see each other again. "

"We can see each other face to face." Ye Jiulan tried hard to restrain her emotions, and with a smile on the corner of her mouth, she said to Yu Mu: "We will definitely meet again. As long as Master has me in his heart, we will definitely meet again."

"This……"

"Please, Master, promise me, okay?" Ye Jiulan said coquettishly, "And this is the only way I can think of to get rid of the Fallen Demon Seal on your forehead, so why don't you try it with me?"

"Xiao Jiu, re-entering reincarnation is not a trivial matter." Yu Mu still couldn't believe that Ye Jiulan made this suggestion, and he asked, "Are you sure you want to do this?"

"Think it over." Ye Jiulan hugged Yu Mu, nodded, and said in a muffled voice, "Let's re-enter reincarnation together and start over."

Seeing that he was not joking, Yu Mu sighed softly and agreed to him.

Before detonating his consciousness, Yu Mu came to Ling Feng's tomb and apologized for not being able to protect Wuwang Sword Sect in the future.

Afterwards, he carefully explained the affairs of the sect, and then returned to the Green Bamboo Residence.

Ye Jiulan was sitting on the roof, her black hair was hanging down and not tied up, and the sun shone on it, creating a faint halo.

Yu Mufei leaned on him, and as soon as he sat next to him, a pear flower hairpin appeared in front of his eyes.

Looking up, Ye Jiulan was smiling at him, and begged, "Master, can you comb my hair one last time?"

"Okay." Yu Mu took the hairpin and headband, and patiently combed Ye Jiulan's too long hair with a wooden comb.

Tie a hair band and insert // pear flower hairpins.

"Master, pear blossoms symbolize lifelong protection." Ye Jiulan took Yu Mu's hand and said softly, "Even if we enter reincarnation this time and lose all our memories, I will protect you forever...

"I, Ye Jiulan, will protect you, Yu Mu, forever."

He emphasized the two names, revealing a strange persistence.

Yu Mu was slightly startled, then sighed, and put his hands through Ye Jiulan's waist, hugging the trembling young man.

He replied, "Okay."

The moment the two detonated their consciousness, everything in the barrier was turned into ashes.

And with this terrifying fluctuation of divine sense, this world was shattered into pieces like a mirror being hit by a boulder.

Yu Mu opened his eyes in the chaos, all the memories returned to his mind, his feet landed, and his whole body appeared in the white space.

Then the system's voice sounded, with a sense of relief: [Host, you finally woke up. 】