Help!Too much sprouting [Quick Transmigration]

Because of Zhong Mozhou's awakening, he now dominates this body.Therefore, the large and small wounds in the young man's body also quickly recovered under the adjustment of his spiritual power.

But contrary to Zhong Mozhou, Fang Chenxi's physical condition is getting worse.

Su Luoheng encountered that great change when he was young, and was hit by the poisonous fire of the magic dragon, and the toxin remained in his body for decades.Even if his master used various ganoderma lucidum to strengthen his body and suppress toxins after accepting him as an apprentice, he could not cure his illness after all.

Fang Chenqi would cough uncontrollably every night until late at night.Sometimes he coughed so hard that he even coughed up a mouthful of blood.

Zhong Mozhou couldn't help feeling distressed when he saw that Fang Chenxi was held in his arms, breathing with chest tightness and discomfort.

They all knew that in the memory of the Samsara Mirror, Su Luoheng passed away suddenly because of this serious disability.

"You said... Will I die?" Fang Chenqi lay in Zhong Mozhou's arms and closed his eyes, asking weakly.

In fact, he was quite afraid of death, because when he died, he would lose everything.What will happen after death, he will not know.It is even more impossible to know whether the person who stayed behind will be sad and painful, and will miss him uncontrollably...

"Don't say such stupid things." Zhong Mozhou brushed his cheek lightly, lowered his eyes and said in a deep voice, "I won't let you die."

Fang Chenqi smiled, "Okay, don't talk about it."

The corners of his lips were slightly curved and he closed his mouth, not knowing what he was thinking.However, after being quiet for a few seconds, he suddenly opened his eyes again, staring fixedly at the face of the person in front of him, and said softly: "Hey, if it's true...would you come back to me right away?" the real world?"

Thinking about it this way, there seems to be nothing to be afraid of.

Zhong Mozhou seemed unable to accept this established ending at all, his eyes darkened slightly, and he said in a serious tone: "Even if it is an illusory world, I don't want you to repeat the ending of your previous life."

Fang Chenxi stared at the other person's face, took in all the emotions in his eyes, and sighed helplessly: "But my health is getting worse and worse, how will you change the ending?"

"I will find a solution." Zhong Mozhou stretched out his hands to brush his black hair, put his hands on his eyes and gently covered his eyes, and said in a warm voice: "It's very late, go to sleep."

When you wake up, everything is settled.

Perhaps it was because the other party's voice was too sweet and the coaxing tone was too gentle.Fang Chenxi's eyes were covered, and there were bursts of massage comfort from the hair on the top of his head, making him intoxicated and sleepy.

So the little fox's eyelashes trembled slightly, and lightly swept across the opponent's palm.Then he closed his eyes obediently and fell into a deep sleep.

Zhong Mozhou carried Fang Chenxi to the bed, covered the sleeping little fox with a quilt, and sat beside him, lowering his eyes and hanging down the curtain to stare deeply at the other's face.

The memories of hundreds of years ago gradually emerged in his eyes. In the past, he searched and searched, but he couldn't find the figure of the other party, let alone his reincarnation.

He thought that he would never see him again in this life.

Now that the reincarnation mirror reproduces the past time, he can't let things happen again.

Zhong Mozhou raised his hand slowly, and then placed it on his chest.

He peeled off his middle clothes to reveal the scaly skin inside, and the neatly arranged dragon scales radiated a faint blue light under the clear moonlight.

What grows on his heart vein is the heart-protecting scale belonging to the dragon.

Sharp claws protruded from between his fingers, and they were placed on the dragon scales to pierce through his chest. Zhong Mozhou pulled out the heart-protecting scales on his chest without blinking an eye.

The dragon's blood flowed down instantly, and the condensed spiritual power quickly sealed the wound to stop the flow of blood.

The heart-protecting dragon scale slowly rose from the palm of his hand, Zhong Mozhou flicked the black hair on the little fox's forehead, and then completely sent his dragon scale into Fang Chenqi's body.

Lowering her eyes, she leaned over and dropped a kiss.

The eyebrows that were originally furrowed in sleep gradually relaxed under this gentle kiss.

There was an imperceptible curvature on Zhong Mozhou's lips, and he laughed in a low voice: "Look, it's all right now."

In the early morning of the second day, Fang Chenqi slowly woke up from his deep sleep.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he fell into a generous and warm embrace. Zhong Mozhou gathered him in his arms, kissed his ear lightly, rubbed his ears together and said, "Are you awake?"

"Well," the little fox buried in his arms and smiled softly, "I also had a good dream."

"Oh? What did you dream about?"

Fang Chenxi smiled, "Dream...we will all live for a long time, and live together happily."

Zhong Mozhou also smiled, "Yes."

In the days to come, they will be the same as in the past, watching the sunset and the stars and listening to the birdsong in the jungle.

They will watch the moon and cut candles in front of the window full of moonlight, embrace and kiss each other lightly, entangled with each other, and the flickering candlelight reflects their tightly attached figures.

Shen Jinnian is just like the first time I saw it, the years are quiet and joyful.Note①

Fang Chenxi didn't know why, but his health gradually improved.I never coughed again at night, let alone woke up suddenly in the middle of the night.

After a hearty fight, Zhong Mozhou helped him clean up, and carried the exhausted little fox back to the bed.

Fang Chenqi came over as soon as he felt sleepy on the pillow. He lay comfortably in Zhong Mozhou's arms and had a good night's sleep.

When the little fox's body was fully healed, Zhong Mozhou mentioned to him that they should go and deal with those eager people outside the deep mountains and jungles.

"Haven't they left yet?" Su Luoheng's spiritual consciousness can cover the entire deep mountain forest, but these days Fang Chen is too comfortable nestling beside Zhong Mozhou, and he doesn't care about the unimportant people outside. , That's why I don't know that those greedy cultivators are still hovering outside the jungle.

There was no disturbance on Zhong Mozhou's face, he just said slowly: "It's also time to settle a wave of old accounts."

Those cultivators who hunted him down and killed his mother back then, and indirectly led to the complete annihilation of the Linghu clan, he would settle their accounts one by one.

Fang Chenxi looked up at Zhong Mozhou and said, "I'm going too."

Zhong Mozhou had no objection. He said, "Okay, but you haven't fully recovered yet, so leave the liquidation to me."

Although he has been possessed in his own body for 200 years, the powerful magic energy in his soul has also awakened in this body together with his arrival.

Therefore, those cultivators of various sects gathered outside the forest did not threaten him at all.

Outside the jungle, a group of young dragons who didn't know where to learn about the magic dragon appeared in this secret sea jungle.

As a result, disciples from various sects gathered here one after another, and they were bound to capture the young dragon and take it for themselves.

But when all the people gathered here, no one took the first step to find out where the magic dragon was.These people all have their own ulterior motives and have their own calculations.

Among them, a monk came here with his fellow disciples, and he couldn't help but feel a little anxious when he saw the other people who were also standing still.

So the man asked, "Why are you all in no hurry? We have been camping outside the forest for several days, but we have not entered the forest to investigate. Aren't you worried that the magic dragon sensed that we were stationed here? Did you run away immediately after taking the breath out?"

"Of course, fellow Taoist Anzhuo's concerns have also been thought about, but that demon dragon is cunning. We suffered a great loss when we captured the female dragon a few years ago, and the disciples in the sect were severely damaged. At that time, we were too impatient. And lack of preparation, we won’t make the same mistake again.” The disciple who answered the conversation said: “Fellow Taoist Ruoan Zhuo really can’t wait, why don’t you and your senior brother go catch the magic dragon by yourself.”

The cultivator known as "Fellow Taoist An Zhuo" had a bad look on his face when he heard this, "Mr. Duanwu, does this mean that my senior brother and I should first explore the risks so as to pave the way for your actions?" ?”

"How can Fellow Daoist Anzhuo think so, isn't it because you were impatient from the very beginning?"

Seeing that the two parties were about to quarrel, other monks began to mediate one after another.

But they were arguing and arguing for a while, when a strong wind suddenly blew deep in the jungle.

The strong hurricane almost uprooted the towering trees. Those cultivators who were accompanied by the cultivation base formed a barrier to block the strong wind and stabilized their figures. They sensed the breath carried by the strong wind and were shocked. His eyes widened.

"This is... the breath of the dragon?!"

But when he saw a handsome man in black walking out from the depths of the jungle, the man's eyes were lifted slightly, and his eyes were full of indifference and sternness.

He said slowly, "Everyone, are you here to find me?"

When all the cultivators saw the person in front of them, a look of astonishment flashed across their faces.

Didn't it mean... the son of the dragon is a young dragon?Why can the person in front of him exude such a powerful coercion.

None of them even had time to ask questions, and none of them could clearly see the opponent's movement.

After Zhong Mozhou's words fell, the overwhelming hurricane attacked those cultivators!

The wind blows sand and rocks, and the wind is raging.

The color of the sky, the earth and the sky changed, and the dark clouds overwhelmed the sky with lightning and thunder.

Fang Chenxi leaned against an ancient tree with his arms folded, and watched the scene in front of him be crushed one-sidedly.

The torrential rain poured down, and a transparent barrier condensed from his body, blocking all the cold and wind and rain, and also isolated all the ear-piercing hoarse shouts.

Fang Chenqi just leaned there, watching Zhongmozhou slaughter the entire outskirts of the jungle with a calm expression.

Although the scene was very bloody and brutal, he knew that if they didn't preemptively kill these people in front of them, what they would face in the future would be more than just the simple matter now.

It is these cultivators who want to capture the magic dragon today, and there will be more and bigger sects who want to kill them tomorrow.

And all they have to do is protect themselves, and be so cruel and terrifying that no one dares to think about them again.

The heavy rain poured down, washing away all the filth and blood.

Zhong Mozhou transformed from a huge dragon body back into a human form and landed on the ground. His clothes were spotless and his hair was not disturbed.

Demon Lord Zhong Mozhou ignored the broken limbs under his feet, and walked step by step towards Fang Chenqi under the tree.

His little fox stood where he was, and grabbed his hand as soon as he stretched out his hand.

Fang Chenxi adjusted his mentality, smiled lightly and said, "Let's go home."

Zhong Mozhou lowered his eyes slightly, and he completely absorbed the person in front of him.

He opened his mouth slowly and replied, "Okay, go home."

The author has something to say: There is probably one more chapter, and the extra chapter will briefly write about the world of the little milk cat, and then it will end.

After finishing this book, I should update the "Bamboo Horse" article.The length is very short, if you are interested, you can take a look~

Also, I'm starting school soon!Harm, it is said that even the fake will be released at that time, and I don't know if it is true.

What a "miserable" word.

Note ① From "Sending Zhu Yile Home" by Li Changqi in the Ming Dynasty