After the death of the master, the rebels treated me in the crematorium [Transmigration Book]

As soon as he finished speaking, Hebang fell to the ground unbearably.

Gong Wuyou tightly gripped the back of the chair, her fingertips turned pale like onion, and subconsciously cast her gaze on Fang Xingjian.

During this period of getting along, she has already regarded Fang Xingjian as a very important person. He was the one who pulled himself out of Ruojunzi's house, and he told Gong Wuyou that in addition to being a mascot little princess, she can also become a mascot. Fan as a monk.

Gong Wuyou swallowed, and looked at him in panic.

Fang Xingjian naturally also heard He Bang's words, he lowered his head and pondered for a while, trying to figure out some details.

He was not sure about the timing of the original work, but it seems that the plot in the original work has already appeared:

Gong Xiangdi lost his younger sister, his personality became tyrannical, he killed wantonly in the city, and lived like a faint king.

But what he didn't expect was the situation of the demon cultivator.

Killing people is nothing more than nodding their heads. What is Gong Xiangdi's plan for pouring such a heavy beautification|drug?

humiliation?Or torment?

Fang Xingjian thought secretly, only felt that there were some details that he had overlooked, but he couldn't remember them.

Ruomei|Pharmaceuticals are just Gong Xiangdi's method of torturing people, so according to the plot, Zhou Yunyi and Bai Xinghua will fall in love at first sight, go to Xijin City for their lover, and kill Gong Xiangdi to seize the demon pill.

He drooped his long eyelashes to cover his unfocused eyes, exuding a cold aura all over his body.

No matter how powerful the plot is, Shark Pill is his only hope to recover his meridian and take revenge. Fang Xingjian will never give it up.

Be it Zhou Yunyi or Bai Xinghua, he must strike first!

Axi swallowed and broke the deadlock: "How about we discuss it again? When he wakes up, ask about the situation in Xijincheng?"

The little guard dutifully touched Hebang's neck, and motioned: "Your Highness, his body is empty, and it may take three days to heal him."

three days?

Gong Wuyou's voice trembled a little, but her tone was firm: "I can't afford to wait."

Fang Xingjian thought for a moment, nodded and said, "I don't want to wait any longer, and things will change if it's too late. It's best to go there as soon as possible to see what happened."

What's more, he wasn't sure if Zhou Yunyi and the others were on their way.

His tone was firm, and the elders and the others didn't stop them too much, and directly asked the little guards to take them to the teleportation formation.

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There were already people waiting for him before the teleportation formation.

The long silver hair has turned into a shawl and short hair. The boy is half leaning on a carved red sandalwood chair, holding a colorful vernacular book in his hand, reading it boredly.

Hearing Fang Xingjian's footsteps, Wang Guixi suddenly raised his head, the red tassels on his earlobe swept over his shoulders, brisk and lively.

"This fairy elder, let me wait."

Fang Xingjian subconsciously felt that this person was very familiar, but years of life experience made him have to be vigilant.

He stood half a foot away and said flatly, "Oh?"

"Why are you waiting for me?"

Wang Guixi smiled slightly, the two red moles under his eyes flashed coquettishly: "Of course there are good things to give to the elder."

As soon as the words fell, Fang Xingjian snorted and laughed from behind Fang Xingjian. Wen Ziyi and Wangguixi's enemy were extremely jealous when they met, and the attack containing seven successes rushed towards him.

However, when it came into contact with Wangguixi, the attack was like a mud cow entering the sea, not even a gust of wind blew, and the smile on Wangguixi's face did not move at all.

Only the hidden guard next to him was worried, the young master had lost tens of millions of years of cultivation, and he was probably trying to hold on to such a strong opponent.

Wang Guixi swept Wen Ziyi up and down with his eyes, and suddenly realized what he understood, he burst out laughing, and said happily:

"So that's it, that's it, I said how did you become so stupid before, that's how it is..."

Wen Ziyi's eyes were gloomy, obviously intent on killing.

Wangguixi only found it interesting, but he didn't expect that this long worm could also give birth to a heart demon, which divided half of his mind and cultivation.

However, now is not a good time to reveal his identity, so he just suppressed his smile, looked at Fang Xingjian, and said gently: "Does the Immortal Chief want to leave Penglai Island?"

Fang Xingjian vaguely recalled that this guy changed his memory to make him attack Chiyu, and said in a bad tone:

"Yes so what?" Wangguixi drawled his voice, and the red tassels on his earlobe shook accordingly.

When Hongying stabilized again, all voices were cut off, and Fang Xingjian's spiritual sense could not perceive the existence of other people.

Fang Xing remained motionless on his sword face, but secretly clicked his tongue in his heart.

This person actually created a magic circle out of thin air. This kind of skill cannot be achieved with a high level of cultivation alone. I don't know how much effort has been spent on it.

After all, standing outside was Chiyu, who was also not low in cultivation, able to withstand his attacks, and the silver-haired boy in front of him was by no means a simple character.

There were only two of them in the magic circle, Fang Xingjian had nowhere to hide, and he didn't need to make excuses, so he said bluntly:

"what do you mean?"

"Didn't I say..."

Wang Guixi replied with a smile, while reaching out his hand to dig into his chest, his fingertips touched the material of the cloth, but it seemed as if he had fallen into a swamp, as if it was very easy.

Only the slight trembling at the corners of his mouth could tell the difficulty of this move.

There was a thin pop, like soap bubbles in the air breaking, the sound was so small that it was difficult to hear clearly.

Wang Guixi took a deep breath, and pulled out his hand, in the palm of which lay a half-curved round tortoise shell.

The silver hair fell off and dried up again, and in the end only the ear-length short hair was left. Wang Guixi looked like a child, but it looked a bit nondescript.

His eyes were blank for a moment, he took a few breaths and shook his head, he almost cried out in pain when he pulled out the tortoise shell abruptly, his smile was uglier than crying.

"I just want to give something to Xianchang."

Fang Xingjian couldn't see it, but with his spiritual sense, he found that the aura of the person in front of him was a little turbulent, as if he had been severely injured?

Without waiting for him to refuse, Wang Guixi wove a beautiful net pocket with his fingertips, put the tortoise shell inside, and hung it around Fang Xingjian's waist with his own hands.

He touched the net bag subconsciously, and the spiritual energy in the tortoise shell continuously climbed to his fingertips, without even thinking about it, the value of this thing can be compared to Gong Xiangdi's shark pill and ghostly flower butterfly soil.

It is the gate of life.

Fang Xingjian frowned, really didn't understand why the other party was so bold, and handed the gate of life to strangers at will.

If he had any malice, Wang Guixi would die in front of him immediately.

Fang Xingjian hesitated: "...Why did you give me your gate of life?"

Wang Guixi chuckled lightly: "Don't you want to go back to the human world?"

"There are two ways to open the passage between the human world and the demon realm. One is to open a small door with someone outside who cooperates with the outside world and spends a lot of cultivation."

Fang Xingjian recalled the battle on Lingyan Mountain, and the ghosts of the disciples in Ning'an Temple, his eyebrows frowned, his expression tensed.

Wang Guixi: "However, no one will be able to help the immortal head. There is another way, which is to forcefully break through the Demon Realm."

His eyes flickered, and the smile on his lips faded a bit:

"The doors of life of the four city lords are so powerful that they can poke a hole in the sky, and they can naturally open the door to the human world."

Outside, Wen Ziyi desperately attacked the protective shield, even Wangguixi couldn't bear it, a pain surged in his heart, his fingertips trembled and touched the tortoise shell beside him, and said softly:

"My tortoiseshell, the ghostly Huadietu, Gong Xiangdi's shark pill, and Jinchi's..."

Fang Xingjian frowned, and interrupted: "You and I met by chance, why did you help me?"

Wangguixi was taken aback for a moment, there was nowhere to hide the loneliness between his brows and eyes, the smile on his face couldn't hold back, and he lowered his head slightly discouraged.

"We didn't meet by chance, Immortal Elder."

For some reason, Fang Xingjian felt a little uncomfortable in his heart. The tortoise shell hanging from his waist seemed to be tied to his heart, tightly bound.

He considered for a while, and then asked, "Do you want something? I can give you..."

Wang Guixi restrained her emotions, took a step forward, hugged him tightly, and blocked all Fang Xingjian's words in her throat.

This hug was very simple, without a single bit of love | love, it seemed to be just a hug between brothers and relatives, but it was too forceful, and Fang Xingjian's shoulders turned red from his strangulation.

After only two breaths, Wang Guixi let go of him, with a smile on his face again.

"If the Immortal Elder feels sorry, please count this as my reward."

Fang Xingjian paused on the spot, a sense of sourness crept up in his heart for no reason, he felt that he had missed and forgotten something very important, the tortoise shell beside him had turned into a transparent armor, wrapping him tightly.

There is no better armor in the world than the life gate of the ten thousand-year-old tortoise.

"I......"

Wang Guixi's eyes were a little red, he waved his hand to remove the magic circle, and interrupted softly:

"Don't trust Chiyu too much, he is not a good thing."

"Only yourself is the most reliable."

Before Fang Xingjian had time to reply, the noisy voices from outside came to his ears, his eyes dimmed and then brightened, and a tall figure stood in front of him.

He heard a familiar voice gnashing his teeth: "Wangguixi, you are really tired of living."

Wang Guixi rubbed his nose, and his tone became agitated again:

"Yeah, I'm tired of living, will you die with me?"

The angry Wen Ziyi's eyes were gloomy, and he didn't care at all, he still remembered to turn his head and tell Fang Xingjian:

"Remember what I told you, Master Xian."

"No one can be trusted, only yourself."

Wen Ziyi wanted to catch this bastard up for stew, but she was a little afraid of him, and didn't dare to stay any longer, so she just tightened her grip on Fang Xingjian's wrist, and immediately waved away the others, and activated the teleportation array.

He was afraid that Fang Xingjian would disappear, and even more afraid that Fang Xingjian would know what happened in the past.

Fang Xingjian was dragged into the teleportation array by him, and the light blue light shone brightly, aiming at Xijincheng, and there would be no more mistakes.

But he felt more uncomfortable than every time he left, as if he was saying goodbye to a very important friend.

Fang Xingjian frowned so much that he could pinch a mosquito to death, he pulled out Wen Ziyi's hand with all his strength, only by rubbing the rough protrusion of the sword hilt could he calm down a bit.

The formation has been activated, and he felt that he should say something, but he couldn't find any topic.

The spiritual sense keenly detected that Wangguixi's spiritual sense was terribly turbulent, as if it was difficult to even stand like this.

In the end, Fang Xingjian still sighed, facing the already blurred figure in front of him, he said unconsciously:

"I can't remember any connection between you and me..."

Wang Guixi's eyes flickered: "It's okay, it's just my wishful thinking to help the elder."

Fang Xingjian shook his head, and continued: "But I know you should be a very important person."

"I don't care about changing the memory with you."

He endured the sadness in his heart, and said softly: "But you have to remember to take good care of yourself and practice, you've become so thin."

"Do you understand?"

Wang Guixi froze on the spot, trembling uncontrollably, the tears in his eyes slid down his cheeks and hit the ground tick-tock.

He raised his sleeve and wiped it carelessly, his voice was hoarse: "Okay."

"Thank you Xianchang."

The blue light finally flourished, whether it was Wangguixi's tears or Fang Xingjian's sad expression, they all became blurred and could no longer be seen clearly.

The three of them disappeared on Penglai Xiandao, only Wangguixi was left standing there, with the colorful book lying at his feet.

Unaware of the sadness of the world, the spring breeze blew the pages of the book with a clatter, revealing the blank space under the print on the last page.

Wang Guixi tried countless times, spent countless cultivation bases and energy, and finally came up with a result. As long as Fang Xingjian doesn't get involved with Wen Ziyi, and Bai Xinghua and Wen Ziyi are allowed to fall in love and kill each other, they can change the story of Fang Xingjian in the original book. Mortal ending.

Below the printed words, there are a few dense lines of teeny lowercase letters:

[It turns out that all of this is just a game, whether it is Chiyu or Wen Ziyi, they are all Bai Xinghua's lovers.In this plan, only Fang Xingjian didn't know about it, and loved and hated him all his life.

The sound of the tide falling into the sea cut off three thousand black hairs with the sword. He closed the death gate, and when he came out again, he would either die or ascend to immortality.

Later, there was a sun star king in the fairy class, who cut off the injustice in the world with a long sword, and had great love in his heart, but he would never open his eyes to anyone.

The world respects him as the sword god, enshrines his incense, and worships his beliefs.

But he will never be in love with others again, and he guards the sword of falling into the sea with the sound of the tide all day long, mastering the punishment in the world. 】

The author has something to say: It's really HE, but it's a bit bloody orz

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Push a pre-acquisition of ancient Tanmei Xianxia~

"The Vicious Master Dressed as Villains" by Double Speed ​​Seventeen

Jiang Muchen transmigrated into a perverted master in a cultivation text——Jiang Muchen.

In the original book, Jiang Muchen has a lecherous temperament and has a tenth level of cerebral palsy.

He searched for a bunch of beautiful children and forcibly accepted them as disciples, and tried to train the children to conform to his aesthetics. He also wrote down the current training progress and future training direction in the "Cultivating Apprentice Handbook" every day.

Shu Langyue, who was supposed to be a star, was an amazingly talented boy and girl, one after another, they were blackened because of the shadow of their childhood, and they made various feats of destroying the world, and all of them ended up miserable in the end without exception.

Jiang Muchen sighed inwardly: A good person will live a safe life, accumulate virtue and do good deeds, starting from me.

"Handbook for Raising Apprentices" becomes "Parenting Encyclopedia"

Jiang Muchen, who is full of fatherly love, is determined to go forward bravely on the road to becoming a male mother!

When he transmigrated, the eldest disciple in the original book had just been received by him, the little doll carved in powder and jade, just looking at it made people feel soft.

So...

The little apprentice practiced the sword and he handed over the moves

The little apprentice made alchemy and he followed him

The little apprentice Du Jie took the initiative to hug him in his arms and protect him tightly.

But the little apprentice ran away every day when he saw him, and even spit on him quietly while he was not paying attention

——he~~tui(>ρ<")

Jiang Muchen: ...? ? ?

That's it.

The boss can't do it, and the second brother,

The second child can't do it, and the third child,

If the third child can't do it, there is still the fourth child.

The strongest male mother is not just talking!

***

Chu Yun was reborn, reborn when he was taken under the door by that crazy man.

After being reborn, Chu Yun only wanted to clean up the enmity from the previous life.

He wants to use the cruelest methods in the world to make his good master pay for everything he has done!

The young boy raised his palm, and the power in his palm was concentrated.

Just as he was about to attack Master, his body was slammed away.

[Second Junior Brother: Master, Master, the baby fell down and needs to be hugged! 】

[Third Junior Sister: Master, Master, if the baby is unhappy, you have to kiss! 】

[Fourth Junior Brother: Master, Master, the baby is hungry, begging for food! 】

Chu Yun: "..."

[Chu Yun: Master, Master, the baby is sleepy, you have to hug Master to sleep! 】