It turns out that I am the hero [Transmigration Book]

Geng Yan's body was still straight, but obviously a little stiff.

He never seemed to think about it.

Ge Feng relied on him in order to build a good relationship with the hero, to find out the truth and prove his innocence. Now that things have been found out, the relationship between the two of them seems to be pretty good, and his original goal seems to have been achieved.

He smiled and turned around pretending not to care: "Really? When will you leave tomorrow? With Miss Su?"

The other disciples of Tianzhi Sect had been back to the sect for a long time, he didn't think that Rong Yu's temperament would think of reporting the sect's safety after finding someone, and the disciple who made good friends with Su Mo'er was probably in a hurry.

The hero and heroine always have time to be alone to heat up their relationship, but when they think that this person will walk with others tomorrow, they always feel a little depressed.

Rong Yu said: "She has already left Yandanmen."

"Oh...huh?" Geng Yan was startled, turned his head and said, "Leaving the Yandan Gate? When?"

"After the burst."

"..."

The hostess is gone!He has no idea!

Geng Yan was stunned for a long time, and said strangely: "You...you let her go back alone?"

Aren't you afraid that something will happen halfway!

Rong Yu said: "It is escorted by the long eagle guards of the royal family."

"..."

Why do people from Tianzhizong need people from the royal family to escort them?

Geng Yan originally wanted to ask, but swallowed the words back.

After hearing that the person had left, he was actually relieved from the bottom of his heart.

He turned his head back and turned his back to the man: "Where's Yang Wei? What are you going to do with him?"

Rong Yu said: "Send it back down the mountain and live in that mansion."

"Where's Yang Tianhui?"

"Cultivation is useless, live with him."

"……Oh."

Geng Yan had nothing to say.

Yang Wei rescued Su Morer, and in return, Rong Yu let Yang Tianhui go.

"Aren't you afraid of their revenge?"

Rong Yu pondered for a moment: "Yang Tianhui killed people to get his soul for Yang Wei."

Geng Yan asked unexpectedly, "What do you mean?"

"The Yandan Sect refines human puppets, strips off the seven souls, and makes them unconscious and unable to resist. No matter how high their cultivation base is, they will be easily taken away by others. Yang Wei's cultivation base is low, and the primordial spirit cannot be separated from the body, but if the three souls in the body Without the seven souls, you can move the soul."

Hearing this, Geng Yan slightly narrowed his eyes.

Souls repel each other, and usually a person with a high level of cultivation forcibly transfers the soul, even if it succeeds, it will not last long because the soul does not match the body, but if a body is separated from the body for a long time, no Without the ability to distinguish, instinctive rejection will become instinctive capture. As long as a "person" becomes complete, it will not be clear who the three souls and seven souls are.

Geng Yan forgot where he saw this, and remembered it vaguely in his mind, but these were only written records. Judging from Yang Wei's current situation, their experiment was not successful.

"Yan Zhihe's purpose is also the same?"

Rong Yu nodded.

Only when one dies in order to survive can one seize a home, but Yan knows that both He and Yang Wei are still alive, and they want to transfer their souls for the same purpose—aptitude.

The Yandan Sect is good at alchemy, and most of the disciples in the sect are wood and fire double spiritual roots suitable for alchemy, and they are not very talented in cultivation. Yan Zhihe has been practicing for more than 200 years and is still in the Yuanying stage. Yang Wei is too old and weak to build a foundation. If you find a suitable body, you can be reborn by moving your soul, and your cultivation will benefit a hundredfold.

However, most of the monks with excellent foundations in the world have been classified into the major sects, so they can only catch some loose cultivators. The disciples of this sect are just the failed products of Yan Zhihe's experiment.

The sacrifice is so great, and in the end it will fall short.

Geng Yan lowered his head, thoughtful.

Yang Wei is innocent, and the crime is not worthy of death. When he saw Yang Wei rescued Su Mo'er, Geng Yan thought, this arrogant young master in Gefeng Town, his nature is not bad, his cultivation base is too low, and his progress is too slow. If he is soft-tempered, he will be oppressed in the sect. He pretends to be arrogant, and his father will support him when he gets into trouble. Over time, he became a real dude!

Since Yang Tianhui was doing it for Yang Wei, after the incident, the father and son went down to live together and became ordinary people in the city. As long as Yang Wei is well, Yang Tianhui should not have other thoughts.

In the waterside gazebo, three sides were covered by water curtains, the figures of two people were blurred, one was contemplative and the other was quiet.

Rong Yu looked at his back unscrupulously, the red dress and the jade crown looked a bit inconsistent, the golden crown might be more suitable for him, thinking this way, he raised his hand involuntarily, and landed on the already inserted hairpin .

"what happened?"

The person in front of him suddenly turned his head, and the tail of the hairpin brushed past his palm.

Rong Yu met his face, and was stunned for a moment. It was rare to see him with his hair tied up. He looked much more energetic, his eyelashes blinked slightly, and he was a little dazed. He shook his head and said, "It's okay."

Geng Yan let out an "oh" and turned his head back again.

Rong Yu chuckled behind him, thinking: Forget it, it looks good this way.

I don't know what he thought of, the corner of his mouth smiled slightly, he caressed his back, and said: "Go back this time, don't come out again."

Geng Yan felt a sharp pain in his heart when he said this, and the hands that were held together became even tighter.

Don't come out again... what do you mean?

He doesn't want to see himself anymore?

This idea took root in his mind, and his heart seemed to be stabbed by something, Geng Yan smiled and said: "Why don't you come out and stay at home to get moldy? Why? Brother Rongyu, are you afraid that I will rely on you?"

He spoke frivolously, but he didn't dare to look at the people behind him, and he couldn't figure out what annoyed him.

Rong Yu's half-raised hand slowly retracted, and was about to speak, when a strong wind came from behind him, he subconsciously turned around, the water curtain shook, and there was a loud noise outside the water pavilion, his eyes suddenly darkened.

Geng Yan was faster than him. He flashed to the steps and looked out of Chengyun Pavilion. There were bursts of spiritual light shining in the empty place, and there was faint black energy entanglement. His heart sank, and he hurried away without saying hello. past.

Qinghan!

He is all too familiar with the devilish energy entwined with the aura.

Who forced Qinghan to expose his identity!

After thinking about it for a few times, he still hadn't thought of the answer. He had already left the Chengyun Pavilion. The courtyard paved with white jade had countless cracks caused by the shock. The broken gaps were filled with water. In the middle of the courtyard, the boy was alone, In front of him, the three of them stood side by side, with a long sword in their hands in front of them, and the sword energy pointed directly at the young man in white who was facing him.

"Sure enough, he is a demon cultivator, and he has reached the state of transforming gods!"

"Why did the magic cultivator in the transformation stage appear here?"

A suspicious voice came from the other side. The people who were originally staying in the vestibule had all arrived outside the Chengyun Pavilion at some point, and all of them had unsheathed their spirit swords, obviously coming prepared.

The three people surrounding Qinghan also have the cultivation level of transforming gods, and they were brought by Yanyang Palace and Jiyun Palace to escort the disciples of the direct line. At this time, the three of them joined forces, and they were confident. Someone hummed: "Why else? ? The holy thing is in the world, how can the devil world sit still?"

Another person said: "Monster, hand over the fragments of the holy object, and I will leave your whole body behind!"

Qing Han frowned tightly and remained silent.

As soon as these people came, they forced their way in, and the three cultivators at the transformation stage attacked at the same time, and they were able to block the fatal blow, but they could no longer hide their identity as a demon cultivator.

Those people thought he was timid, the young man was a little restrained when he fought just now, now his hands are hanging by his sides, tightly pulling his sleeve corners, he looks like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

"What are you talking about with a monster? Kill him, and the sacred object will belong to you and me!" Someone couldn't hold back, and took the lead, and the tip of the sword turned, piercing the young man's heart and lungs.

Fearing that he would take the lead, the other two shot at the same time and surrounded Qing Han. The spirit swords that contained the power of thunder were connected into a triangular formation, covering Qing Han's head, and they were about to burst. After a burst of golden light, the tail of the whip collided with the tip of the sword, there were three clanging sounds, and the spiritual power shook. The three monks at the transformation stage retreated in unison, and their feet slid on the ground for a long distance before they managed to stabilize their figures. Looking up at the person who suddenly appeared, his eyes were full of horror.

Geng Yan ignored them as if he hadn't heard of them, turned his head and scolded Qing Han: "You still hesitate to take action at this time! Don't die! If you don't dare to fight, run away, haven't I taught you!"

Qing Han was reprimanded by him for a while, so she dared not speak in a daze.

"Who are you?"

The person who was forced to retreat on the other side opened his mouth, Geng Yan let out an irritable "tsk", turned around and said with a sneer, "My two brothers broke through the formation to save people, are you all here to avenge your kindness?"

As soon as he spoke, someone in the crowd immediately recognized him. Almost all the people who survived the ambush were rescued by them. They were easily recognizable by their red clothes.

Those who had seen him looked at each other in blank dismay, but the others didn't recognize him. They didn't brush shoulders with the god of death in the ambush formation, and Geng Yan was not considered a life-saving benefactor. In front of benefits, no kindness is important!

In their eyes, there are only fragments of the lost sacred objects.

Han Zhao walked out from the crowd, pointed at him and said, "You two are from the devil world, but you hide your identities. Who knows what you are thinking about saving people?"

Geng Yan narrowed his peach blossom eyes dangerously, "According to what this young master said, I am a member of the Demon Realm, so I shouldn't be saved?"

Han Zhao frowned, not knowing how to answer.

"If that's the case, then you will die!"

Before the words fell, the person had already made a move. The three people who had dealt with Qinghan before had to deal with it hastily, but they were not opponents at all.

Geng Yan was very depressed.

It doesn't matter how his identity was exposed. He was originally irritated because of some inexplicable things, and these people still want to shoot him. He is completely venting his resentment. Wherever the beating is the most painful and ugly, he will rush Where to say hello, the long whip left blood-red scars on the faces of several people, and everyone who watched was dumbfounded.

When those who were in the stage of transforming into gods couldn't resist, two more figures sprang out from the crowd, flying towards Qinghan, and the move was a killer move. Geng Yan's pupils shrank, and it was too late to turn around.

Qinghan is unarmed, unless he uses his own strength to resist, when he raises his hand, his waist tightens, he is dragged back, green smoke swaying, a person appears behind Qinghan, his pale hand is raised, and the poisonous needle leaves his hand , shattered the tip of the sword in front of them, and saw the poisonous needle go straight to the center of the eyebrows, the two people who were sneaking up were startled, retreated quickly, and landed beside Han Zhao.

Geng Yan heaved a sigh of relief, and the golden light of the long whip blew up three people covered in whips, vomiting blood and retreating, staring at a woman in blue in the crowd.

The two people who attacked just now were instigated by this woman.

Attacking the enemy must be saved, right?

The persimmons are soft, right?

You see that Qinghan dare not kill, right?

He swung his whip, facing that face that was like a lotus emerging from water, he had never felt any pity in his heart!

Qiu Qingxue was suddenly looked at by him, and the sharp and condensed gaze cut her face like a knife blade, and the whip hit her. He tried to avoid his body but couldn't move, his throat seemed hoarse, and he couldn't make any sound. The pupils constricted, and the moment before the golden whip fell on her face, a silver light flashed, and the moon-white robe fluttered, blocking her.

The long whip was blocked and quickly wrapped around the sword several times.

Geng Yan looked at the person standing in front of the crowd, his eyes darkened suddenly: "Get out of the way."

Rong Yu pursed her lips and looked at him with a complicated expression.

The surroundings fell into a strange silence, and the eyes of the crowd fell on the two of them in horror or panic, someone looked behind Geng Jia, and his eyes touched the person behind Qing Han, his eyes widened as if he had seen a ghost: "Untie... Xie Beiying?!"

As soon as the name came out, there was a commotion in the crowd. Han Zhao supported the limp Qiu Qingxue, and suddenly raised his head.

The head of the four guardians of the demon world, the protector Xie Beiying, a hundred years ago when the various sects joined forces to attack the Demon Palace, countless decent people died in his hands. Maybe others don't know it. It is absolutely impossible for Han Zhao and Qiu Qingxue not to Know.

The man was dressed in pure white silk, with the sleeves ranging from green to green, tightly wrapped around the waist of the boy in white. His handsome face looked a little pale, his eyes were empty, but he smiled evilly.

Some people in the crowd couldn't help but retreat, and some people guessed whether this person was real or not.

Listening to the discussion in the crowd, Geng Yan's face became more and more serious. He stared at the person in front of him, with a look of disbelief on his face.

The fragments of the sacred object were embedded in the formation's eyes. This person broke the formation with the Drunken Shadow Sword. After the golden light dazzled, the fragments disappeared. Who has the best chance to get it?

These people surrounded Chengyun Pavilion regardless of the reason, and they were so sure that he took the fragments of the holy relic from the Demon Realm. Who would benefit the most from their dispute?

Once the things are in hand, they will lead everyone's spearheads to the Demon Realm, killing two birds with one stone!

Geng Yan clenched the phoenix kite in his hand, his heart seemed to be on fire, he asked: "You knew that I was from the devil world?"

Not doubt, but certainty!

Rong Yu was silent.

Geng Yan said: "Did you know that what happened in Ge Feng Town was done by Yan Dan Sect?"

"..."

"You knew my identity earlier and deliberately lured them to expose me?"

"..."

"You count me!"

Every time he said a word, his hostility became more intense, his eyes changed from pitch black to golden and purple, and his hand holding the whip became tighter and tighter, as if he wanted to drag someone over with the sword.

When the coercion came down, everyone knelt on the ground, their eyes full of horror, only one person remained as still as a mountain, Geng Yan said coldly: "Get out of the way!"

Rong Yu said: "If something happened to the two of them, Yanyang Hall and Jiyun Hall will not let it go."

"You think I'm afraid?"

The two fought secretly, the phoenix kite was entwined around the sword, blood seeped out from the gap in the scabbard, and permeated from Rong Yu's wrist.

He suddenly sighed and said softly, "Go back."

Like consolation, like request.

Geng Yan froze all over. The scenes of getting along with him these days and protecting him with all his strength reappeared in his mind one after another. The anger in his heart gradually dissipated. He suddenly understood the helplessness in his eyes, but he was full of dissatisfaction. Willingly.

Unwilling to leave like this.

Not willing to let these people go.

Not reconciled to being tricked by others, she just waved her hands and left as if nothing had happened!

He suddenly withdrew his hand, Feng Yuan retracted his sleeve, he took the jade bracelet that Rong Yu gave him from his hand, held it in his hand and handed it over.

Rong Yu didn't know why, and frowned slightly.

Geng Yan grinned: "Return to the original owner."

His different-colored pupils are like two blazing flames, and the coercion radiating from his body makes the people behind him protected by the Drunken Shadow Sword unable to move. Seeing the blood-red lines gradually appearing on his forehead, everyone holds their breath and concentrates, covered in cold sweat Straight up, not even daring to let out the air.

The pupils are different colors, and the blood mark of Tiansha is the appearance of the demon kings of all ages!

The two people in front looked at each other for a long time, Rong Yu lowered his eyes, looked at the exquisite jade bracelet, and reached out to take it.

His hands touched, Geng Yan suddenly hooked his lips, and the jade bracelet was released from his hand, he suddenly grabbed his wrist, and quickly pushed forward.

Rong Yu only watched that flirtatious face getting bigger and bigger before his eyes, and suddenly his breathing became stagnant, his lips felt warm, he was blocked by someone, his mind was buzzing, and he could no longer think.

Geng Yan stared at his face, seeing the shock in his eyes, watching his face turn red quickly, only felt that the haze in his heart was all gone, he suddenly snapped fiercely, and bit his crotch hard. lip.

The blood spread between his lips and teeth, he stretched out the tip of his tongue to lick it, the rust-like taste.

The two separated in an instant, Geng Yan wiped the corner of his mouth with his fingertips, and said with a smile: "It tastes good."

"..."

Everything was silent, and everyone's shocked expressions were exactly the same.

Qing Han stood behind him, his jaw almost dropped in shock.

Geng Yan smiled grimly and took two steps back, saying each word: "Go back and tell your suzerain, if anyone dares to enter the demon world first, I will make his sect become the second Kaopanshan!"

The voice sounded in everyone's minds, without any ups and downs, but it made people terrified and trembling.

Geng Yan took another deep look at Rong Yu, turned around and walked away.

Qing Han held the re-formed scorpion and followed.

After the three of them left, the coercion covering the entire courtyard suddenly dissipated. Everyone's tense bodies instantly relaxed, their backs were wet with sweat, and their foreheads were dripping with sweat. They fell on the ground panting endlessly.

Rong Yu lowered his head, he couldn't take another step after he took half a step, blood was still oozing from the bitten wound on his lower lip, he didn't reach out to wipe it, his hands were clenched into fists, and his fingertips were almost embedded in the mouth. Flesh and blood, he didn't dare to lift his eyes, his vision was blurred, and he was dizzy with blood red.

Holding the handle of Zui Ying's sword with his right hand, thick blood envelops his entire arm, imprisoning all his movements to chase him back.

At the foot of Pibi Mountain, Geng Kai fell to the ground after leaving Yandan Gate, found an inn in the county town, sat down and began to be dazed.

A line of eyes around him was fixed on his face without moving for a quarter of an hour.

Geng Yan was uncomfortable being stared at by him, and turned his head "tsk", "What are you looking at me for? Have you never seen a man kiss a man?"

Qing Han blamed himself for revealing his identity, and was afraid to speak all the time. Seeing that he spoke first, he pointed at the top of his head and said in a daze: "No, it's your hairpin... that is shining."

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