They always think I'm weak [Transmigration Book]

Rain and dew are evenly dipped in 60

When the heavy rain came, the sky and the earth seemed to be covered by a layer of hazy mist. Because of the haze in the dense forest, people were dizzy and couldn't tell the direction.

"Cough cough cough-"

Mo Nianhuan struggled to hold Sijun in his arms. The two of them were already soaked by the rain. Seeing that Sijun was coughing so badly, he was very worried. What if he continued to be exposed to the rain? He had to find someone A place to heal Sijun!

Gritting his teeth, he held Sijun on his body and let the rain hit him.

He didn't dare to use the light of returning to the ruins to explore the way. After all, the ancient phoenix is ​​too eye-catching. Now everyone knows that Mo Nianhuan owns the ancient phoenix as his life fan, so they can tell it's him just by looking at it.So I can only find a way to get out of this dense forest.If Shen Qianyu catches up with him again, he can't beat him, and he doesn't want to conflict with Shen Qianyu, this is not his original intention, he just wants Shen Qianyu not to get close to him again.

"Sijun, if you hold on, I'll find you a place to stay, hold on."

Sijun is taller than him, and the whole person is leaning against him, and he looks very weak. He half hugged him all the way, and now his strength has already been exhausted.

The drenched clothes cling to each other, and the warmth passes through the coolness.

Listening to the extremely exhausted panting, Shen Yuanyu drooped her eyes, and her eyes fell on Mo Nianhuan who was hugging her. The ink-like blue hair stuck to her cheeks, and the wet clothes outlined this thin body, as if he was pushing down again. Press this person and it will break.Despite the embarrassment, her tightly pursed lips lost some blood color due to the extreme force, but her side face looked a little more determined.

The hands holding his shoulders tightened. He is such a person with a true temperament. If others treat him well, he will treat them thousands of times better, as if he treats everyone like this, without exception.

He has never been the exception in Mo Nianhuan's heart.

including now.

From the moment he took back the Jingshiqinglian, he remembered the past between him and the sun. People in the heavens said that Taiyin Youying was high above and almost ruthless, but only he knew that the real almost ruthless person was the sun. Shining light that illuminates the world.

When he was Taiyin Youying, his beloved Sun Zhuozhao held a high position but was unrestrained, humorous, unassuming and approachable, he was the same to everyone, including Taiyin Youying.

But it is precisely because of this that he will worry about gains and losses, knowing that he will not be the exception in Sun Zhuozhao's mind, and try every means to make Sun Zhuozhao notice him, including stealing the red rope to secretly tie Sun Zhuozhao.He wanted to see the reaction of the sun, but what he finally got was a calm and free and easy one.

There is no love in the heart of the sun, and there is no love at all.

Reincarnated as Mozun Mo Xianfan, they were the opposite, Mo Xianfan became the sentient person who pursued the Dao, and he became the ruthless person who pursued the Dao.

But in the end, it was fate that made him hurt Mo Xianfan's pure and sincere heart.

Once again, he already remembered everything.

This time, how should he let Mo Nianhuan know true love.

Can he be the exception to shake Mo Nianhuan just by relying on bitter tricks?There are too many people confusing Mo Nianhuan's attention now, it seems difficult for him to stand out from the crowd, but he has to work hard.

"...Nian Huan, let me go, we will be caught up if we walk too slowly now, and it's fine if they catch me."

"What nonsense are you talking about, don't talk!" Mo Nianhuan was a little annoyed when he heard Sijun's weak voice and said frustrating words: "Save some strength."

The fog in front of my eyes was getting thicker and thicker, it didn't look like it was fog because of the rain, but it seemed like I had entered some kind of illusion.

Mo Nianhuan looked at the brightly lit village not far away through the dense fog, half-closed his eyes, turned the hand hanging by his side with the palm facing upwards, slightly bent his index finger and middle finger, and drew a circle in the void, and the aura overflowing from his fingertips followed Ripples in the air according to the range of strokes.

"Sword Qi transforms into form, forms everything, everything can be used! Break!"

After the words fell, the color of the eyes sank firmly, and the aura overflowing from the fingertips between the fingers turned into sword energy and pierced through the thick fog.

This is the seventh layer of sword energy in Qingyuan Sword Art.

The dense fog rippled in the air under the impact of the terrifying sword energy, and it was broken instantly after feeling the powerful break. The location of the village not far away became clear in the field of vision. Fragrant distance.

Shen Yuanyu looked at Mo Nianhuan who was serious and serious, and an uncontrollable love emerged in her eyes. This person who needs his protection has finally grown up and will protect him.

"There is a village over there, there must be a place to stay. Let's find a place to live first, and we can talk about other things after you recover from your injury." Mo Nianhuan helped Sijun walk over there quickly.

"Okay." Shen Yuanyu replied pretending to be weak, holding back her breath and not daring to let Mo Nianhuan realize that her injury was completely healed on its own.

Mo Nianhuan felt very ashamed when he heard Sijun's weak voice, and hugged him even tighter: "Don't tell me what to tell me to abandon you, I will definitely protect you after you saved me twice , no matter what, you have to give me well, do you hear me?"

"Well, I heard, you won't abandon me." Shen Yuanyu hid the joy that was almost overflowing from the ending.

Bitter meat tricks seem to be very useful sometimes, and you can get a promise not to be abandoned.

There are bonfires burning all over the village, and the biggest one is the fire that burns like a fire tower in the middle. People in the village gather around the fire tower and bow their heads to pray for something. The scene is spectacular.

After a while, a scarlet blood shadow floated into the air from the fire tower, like a human figure, extremely weird.

"May His Majesty the Demon Lord bless our disciples of Demon Cultivation. This time we will go to the Bone Land to find the fragments of the world-destroying black lotus, revive the prestige of the Demon World, and recall the soul of the Demon Lord. We are willing to sacrifice the Demon Lord. On the day of the full moon Waiting for the return of the Demon Lord!"

"This seat will naturally protect my demon cultivator disciples. Now, as long as you help me find the fragment of the world-destroying black lotus and find a good body for me, the devil world will naturally be feared by everyone like in the past!"

Blood Shadow swayed and spoke, his voice was thick and vicissitudes.

The person who spoke looked at the blood shadow that appeared above the fire tower with excitement reflected in his pupils: "It's the Demon Lord, the Demon Lord has manifested! It seems that we will definitely find the Demon Lord's soul when we go to the Bone Land this time!"

"I am willing to offer my body to the Demon Lord!"

"I would too!"

"..."

Mo Nianhuan, who had just walked to the gate of the village, heard these words: "..."

How come it's still like □□.

Where did the Demon Lord appear?He has already eaten the real Demon Lord, so what is he talking about calling back the soul and offering his body? Is it another trick like the Nuwa Temple?

Shen Yuanyu looked around, her eyes narrowed slightly: "There are demonic energy all around, this is no longer the ten continents, I'm afraid it has entered the realm of the demon world."

Mo Nianhuan looked bewildered, did he come to the Devil Realm: "We've already left ten continents? Have you flown too far?"

Shen Yuanyu didn't expect them to go out of ten continents: "Ahem...maybe, I'm too weak."

Listening to Sijun's voice, Mo Nianhuan didn't mean to blame, he quickly helped Sijun into the village: "Never mind, let's go in first and ask if we can settle down."

Just a few steps into the village, suddenly hundreds of arrows shot from all around.

Mo Nianhuan threw the Guixu Fan, and Guixu instantly turned into an ancient phoenix with golden feathers to block the attack. Shen Yuanyu also formed a seal with one hand, and an ice blue magic circle stood in front of them to protect them.

The arrows of the surprise attack were melted into powder by the phoenix's scorching light and disappeared before they got close to the two of them.

"Who is coming!"

The man who just said that the demon king had manifested his spirit looked at the gate of the village vigilantly, and was stunned when he saw the ancient phoenix. Who is this and how can he summon the ancient phoenix?

Immediately afterwards, they saw the two people in a state of embarrassment under the golden light and shadow of the phoenix.

Both of them were wearing black robes around the waist, the tall one was wearing a mask so that people couldn't see clearly, while the thin one had Zhang Junxiu's pale face with exquisite brows and eyes, his face was as pale as snow but his lips were flushed , looks so male and female that one cannot distinguish between male and female, with wet black hair hanging down her shoulders, it makes people feel so pitiful when they see it.

"Well, brothers, we have no malicious intentions. It's just that my injured brother and I passed by here and wanted to find a place to heal my brother's injuries. Can you let us stay overnight?" Mo Nianhuan supported Sijun, asked gently in Huihui's tone.

The elder brother almost screamed Shen Yuanyu's bones.

"Who are you?" The man was dazzled by Mo Nianhuan's face. Where did he come from being so beautiful, but he was afraid that Mo Nianhuan would own the ancient phoenix: "Why do you have the ancient phoenix? Could it be that you are an immortal?" The man of the door?!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone also showed vigilance. They are the Shura clan, and they are incompatible with the immortal sect!

"My name is Mo Nianhuan." Mo Nianhuan didn't intend to hide his identity: "I used to be the eldest disciple of Fenglin Shen, but accidentally became a demon cultivator and now I am wanted by Ten Continents."

Asura Clan: "..."

What an aboveboard fugitive, he is actually a disciple of their greatest enemy, Fenglin Shen, and he has fled to the hiding place of their Shura clan, he really knows how to escape.

The man was still a bit vigilant, he spread out his palm, a scarlet fire leaped over his palm, this fire was a bit miraculous, it instantly turned into a mirror, and he threw it towards Mo Nianhuan.

Shen Yuanyu subconsciously stood in front of Mo Nianhuan.

It's just that the fire didn't have any aggressiveness, it just stopped in front of them and turned into a mirror.

The mirror stood in front of them like a vortex, and their figures jumped on the mirror for a moment, reflecting the scene of fighting with Shen Qianyu not long ago.

Including what Mo Nianhuan and Shen Qianyu had said, all emerged one by one.

Mo Nianhuan was stunned for a moment, it was really amazing, but it also indirectly saved his identity certificate: "Now do you believe it? We are actually in the same group."

The man was dubious, turned his head to look at the blood shadow on the fire tower, put his palms together respectfully, and then asked: "Your Majesty Mozun, two people who claim to be demon cultivators have strayed into Shura Village by mistake, and my disciple sincerely asks if they can stay?" Kill these two? Or kill them."

Mo Nianhuan half-closed his eyes and looked at the floating blood shadow. Is this shadow the Demon Lord?What is that in his stomach?

The blood shadow seemed to feel a line of sight, and when it caught the surge of powerful magic energy hidden deep inside, the shadow swayed, as if it was afraid, but it couldn't believe it.

"Stay here, and let me take care of you."

Mo Nianhuan breathed a sigh of relief when he heard that, he didn't care where the Demon Venerable came from, the most urgent thing now was to heal Sijun, so he thanked Xueying, "Thank you, Lord Demon Venerable, for taking him in!"

The blood shadow that Mo Nianhuan called as Lord Mozun swayed again: "...you don't have to call me Lord Mozun."

Shen Yuanyu tightened the hands holding Mo Nianhuan's shoulders.

"Call me a different way, that's all."