[Transmigration Book] The male protagonist never comes

He was a little surprised, did the senior brother also come here, or was it all just an illusion, he tentatively asked: "Senior brother, is it you?"

The voice of the exit was exactly the same as that of Mei Yao.

I saw "Brother" gave him a cold look, with an impatient expression: "You don't have to do something to attract my attention, you should know why I don't like you when you look in the mirror, it's better for people to be a little self-aware."

This is clearly the senior brother's voice, the indifference in his demeanor and movements, it is also carved out of the same mold as the senior brother, especially wearing the same white clothes as the senior brother.

He was a little dazed looking at it for a while, but he became more vigilant in his heart. Obviously, the person who looked like a senior brother was Mei Yao's love, and why they suddenly changed their appearance, he always felt that there was some kind of conspiracy hidden in it.

"Brother" waved his sleeves and left after speaking. The people who came after him sweared at him and said that toads would eat swan meat.

After a day like this, he walked from the south of the town to the north of the town as if he was playing in front of everyone's weird eyes, but he couldn't find a way to break the illusion, and he found out tragically that he was hungry, so he took two steamed buns from the stall, This is the survival skill he learned when he was hunted down before entering Cangwu.

Swallowing his last mouthful, he decided to go to that senior brother to find out who he really is, even wearing the skin of a senior brother.

Entering that person's mansion is hard as climbing to the sky. The people in the mansion were already prepared for being entangled by the original plum demon. They specially made identity cards for the servants and hung them with them, in case the plum demon disguised as a servant and sneaked in.

And this plum demon shouldn't be reduced to the point where it's difficult to see a mortal, Liu Shu tried his mana, and his dantian is empty and no different from a mortal.

It's no wonder that the Bodhisattva should have taken care of the plum demon's body early on, otherwise the plum demon would inevitably cast spells and turn into an alluring beauty again.

Sleeping in the open at the gate of the mansion with beggars to confuse his sight, he watched the wind for a few days, and finally let him find a chance to meet.

"Senior Brother" is a well-known filial son. The old lady lost energy and blood in her early confinement, and was plagued by serious illness for many years. Coincidentally, the temple in the town got a Buddha bracelet with a pair of plum hearts by some means.

This plum heart Buddha bracelet is a good thing for cultivating essence and blood. It is said that it is possible to ascend to immortality after wearing it for a long time.

This "senior brother" is going to the temple to beg for this fairy bracelet today with Wan Guan's family assets.

Hearing of Mei Xin's whereabouts for the first time, Liu Shu was a little surprised. After rewarding the beggar who came to deliver the letter, he began to think carefully.

Originally thought that plum heart might be the birth gate of the illusion, since it can be given to the Bodhisattva, there is a chance to cultivate it, he just needs to get it at the right time, but he didn't expect that it is not the plum demon's thing.

Things seemed to become more confusing, but he was interested in the truth about the plum demon back then.

Under the design, he successfully intercepted the team at the only intersection leading to the temple, and the "senior brother" poked his head out from the high platform and sedan chair that was far away from him.

When Liu Shu saw the long queue, he knew that something was wrong. Sure enough, after the "senior brother" saw clearly that it was him, he put down the curtain without hesitation, and the team moved on.

The gorgeous curtains blocked his sight, and some servants thought he was blocking the way, so they cursed and pushed him to the side of the road.

Knowing that today's plan failed, Liu Shuming couldn't help but make a final effort after several days of hard work. Taking advantage of the servant's relaxation of vigilance, he rushed towards the team, aiming only at the tallest sedan chair.

A monk without spiritual power, especially with a naturally weak female body, was knocked to the ground by a dozen strong guards halfway without any surprise.

At this time, if he struggled again, he would inevitably be beaten severely, so he gave up the idea of ​​twisting and running away very wisely.

From this creeping and low angle, he saw a pampered hand stretched out from the sedan chair, and it was placed on the door of the sedan chair. The fingers grasping the curtain curled up and then loosened. He was obviously very hesitant to reward the poor ugly monster with one. Look at his condition.

This didn't attract much Liu Shu's attention, although the slender and white hand was exactly the same as his senior brother's, what made him lose his mind was the next movement of that hand.

The owner of the hand was tangled in his thoughts, and then he bent his index finger to touch his thumb, and rubbed it slowly and vigorously.

This is the subconscious action of the brother when he was thinking!

The mountain wind sent a strange scent of flowers, which seemed familiar, and it should have dissipated when mixed in the soil, but it became more and more intense in his mind.

The scenes in front of him changed from scene to scene, and the Dharma signs that emptiness is color and form are emptiness all turned into annihilated meteors, and some memories that did not belong to him were forced back into the cage in a whirl.

Plum demon, a mortal who loves; Liushu, senior brother; ugly, handsome; woman, man; secular, taboo; you can't ask for it, don't worry, at this moment he feels that he is the plum demon who has practiced for thousands of years and only has one side.

And his senior brother, the person he loves is 39 steps away from him, but someone insists on meddling in other people's business, thinking that a Taoist guard is blocking his steps.

Look at the ugly faces, the profuse breasts, the butler's body is dark yellow, the nurse's body is purple-brown violence, and the maid's greed has printed her face into a ghostly white, these distorted souls, which one? It's not as disgusting as Mei Yao's weird face, such a person should be damned!

Ignoring the soreness in his body, the tight muscles of the nurse were pressing against his extremely fragile waist. He forcibly stood up as if he had sealed off his five senses, like a thin bamboo being pressed down by a boulder. Rebounding upwards, pushing forward inch by inch, the back of the waist became weaker and weaker, and finally there was a click, and the sound of bones breaking shocked the nurse, and everyone jumped away in a panic, not wanting to make things worse.

He kept his head down, his disheveled hair covered his eyes, and he just stood upright, with a silent expression, when a gust of wind lifted his black veil.

Everyone who saw it said that it was the most unforgettable scene in their life. The blood-red eyes and pupils were narrowed into a line, and the inside was full of animal nature, more vicious than a wolf and more vicious than a snake.

The beast that opened the gate still grinned slowly at them. They were sure that the smile was a vicious threat that would not let you go. What they saw at that moment were shining fangs.

The plum demon was originally very ugly, but this form frightened several timid maids to the point of tearing their livers apart.

The team started to become chaotic, and a guard yelled: "Fight the monster!" He rushed over, and hit the head of Liushu fiercely with the water and fire stick in his hand.

Faster than the nerve transmission, blood spurted out immediately, Liu Shu didn't feel any pain, but his body shook uncontrollably a few times.

The blood slowly flowed to the eyebrows, accumulated and dripped over the eyelashes, and he slowly turned his head to the nurse who was attacking from behind.

Two streams of blood and tears flowed on the ugly face, the redness in the eyes had merged with the scalding blood, the water and fire stick in the nurse's hand trembled, and he almost threw it out, knowing that he couldn't escape this time, the nurse was quick and wise. Shout: "Blood and tears are an ominous omen, everyone, kill this monster with me!"

As he spoke, he picked up the two nurses next to him and rushed forward.

Everyone saw that there were so many people and that this ugly monster was helpless from the very beginning.

Dozens of water and fire sticks were smashed down, and dozens of muscular men rushed over fiercely. The sound of skin and flesh beating made one's scalp tingle, and the crowd pressed the ugly monster in the middle to the bottom, layer by layer like fried pot stickers. , the blood man at the bottom spat out a few mouthfuls of blood, and the blood on the ground seemed to be mixed with internal organs.

More excited to see ugly people who are so easily hurt, sympathy?It's just a waste for the aliens, and what if you sympathize with the ugly and become the target of public criticism, not to mention the fact that there is violence and cruelty in human blood.

Their breathing was getting heavier and heavier, with a certain inherent excitement.

The person who was still bleeding from the corner of his mouth suddenly smiled, accompanied by a weak cough.

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, a little confused, could it be that they were smashed into a fool?

In the next second, the nearest water and fire stick rose into the air, as if it was held firmly in mid-air by hands.

Someone pointed at Liushu's outstretched hand and screamed in panic: "Look, she is using sorcery to harm people!"

More than forty pairs of eyes looked at Liu Shu's right hand who had struggled out of the pot stickers in the crowd at some point. There was a little bright red on the finger of that hand, which shone like blood in the sun, and he waved it a few times. There are strange patterns appearing.

Their eyes widened in horror, knowing that the ugly monster was going to fight back, unwilling to wait for revenge, they began to struggle to escape, but it was not easy to separate from the crowded position.

Liu Shu watched coldly, waved his hand and kindly drew a pattern for them, and then the crowd exploded, and the fragments flew up into the air and smashed down hard.

Dying nurses lay scattered on the ground, and the stumps of some unlucky ghosts were scattered beside them.

Some people with full arms and legs staggered up, trying to escape from this hell.

The ferocious beast that opened the gate came with sorrow, accumulating the evil spirit that is hard to stay in hell, and how could it easily give up? The guards who were so injured that they couldn't even get up were desperate to see the soul-capturing hand waving again.

They propped themselves up, crawled and struggled to move forward, only to find that the demon didn't move them, but lifted more than forty water and fire sticks into the air, and then burst into long and thin wooden thorns.

Seeing this, people who understood the use of wooden thorns climbed faster, as if behind them was a collapsing abyss, and a second later, they would be smashed to pieces.

Liu Shu looked at those people who kicked off the people next to them and used their strength to climb forward, and smiled ironically. With a wave of his blood-stained sleeve, thousands of wooden thorns burst out like crossbow arrows pulled apart.

Those people retreated step by step in panic, staring resentfully at the monster who had no way out.

Liu Shu smiled coldly, how could they, who were still Daozu a second ago, show mercy to their piece of fish?

His eyes turned cold, and he fired more wooden spikes. He listened to the wailing of the crowd with his shoulders in his arms, and blew his whistle from the bottom of his heart.

Leisurely brutal.

The only trace of kindness remained on one person, and all the wooden thorns avoided the man in white standing beside the sedan chair, leaving the only one unscathed.

The sound of the wooden thorn piercing into the flesh made people shudder, Liu Shu looked at the begging eyes of everyone and sneered: "Do you think it's just like that?"

Everyone soon knew about the upcoming feast. They felt the wooden thorns being pulled out forcefully from their bodies, and bloody arrows shot out one after another.

With few thorns on his body, it was like a needle being stuck in a water-filled balloon and pulled out again. The blood flowed on the grass and dyed it vermilion.The unlucky ones with many wood thorns were torn into pieces.

"Brother" got off the sedan chair long ago when he heard the noise outside, but was so startled by the blood feast in front of him that he forgot to move.

He stared blankly at the ugly face in front of him, and the bloody wind caused by that hand, he couldn't speak for a long time.

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