Unforgettable [Quick Transmigration]

The mortal city and the realm of self-cultivation are located in the upper and lower realms. There are countless mortals who have been selected by the sect as disciples to bring them to the realm of self-cultivation every year. The lower realm stays in the mortal realm.Because the aura there is thin, it is harmful and not beneficial to practice.

However, in a remote farm in the mortal world, there suddenly appeared a strong fluctuation of spiritual power, but it quickly returned to nothing.

There is a house here, which has been abandoned for a long time. There are no neighbors around, and few people pass by.However, today is different, a slender and pale hand gently pushed open the dusty wooden door, and there was a thin and tall woman, wearing a long black dress, with loose white hair, holding on weakly. I can't even care about the filth on the threshold.

The woman was wearing a mask. At this time, she lowered her head and panted lightly. She took a few breaths, her pale lips parted slightly, and when she finally stood upright and was about to step in, she froze on the spot again, holding her hand. The fingertips on the doorknob suddenly turned white.

There is a fiery red figure in this abandoned house, like a ray of light shining in a dark and desolate place, it is so dazzling that it is not like a human being, and it makes people's eyes sore.

The woman was stunned for a moment, then pursed her lips and lowered her eyes, and turned her head slightly to avoid her gaze.There was a figure in front of her, and someone raised her fingertips to take off the mask covering her face.

"……don't want!"

She took a step back suddenly, and for the first time rejected the request of the person in front of her so violently.

"Why did you lie to me?"

Luo Yuchu twitched her fingertips and frowned slightly, but she didn't force her and put down her hand.There was no expression on her face, she looked at the woman in front of her carefully, and asked coldly after a while.

Why did you lie to me?

Why are you not good?

Why not follow the script I made.

Yuchu has a strong desire to control, she extremely, very hates things that are out of her control, just like Zhu Nianyun now.

This feeling of being out of control made her very irritable and annoyed, but Luo Yuchu suppressed the anger that was unclear in her heart, narrowed her eyes slightly, and calmly said to the woman in front of her, "Come back, I will marry you."

Zhu Nianyun's mission has indeed been completed this time, the reason why she sent back the news of her death in battle was because she was caught off guard by a sudden opponent, and even Luo Yuchu had never expected the three tribulation periods.

However, Zhu Nianyun's performance once again exceeded her expectations.

The woman who had been looking forward to forming a bond with her turned her head and silently rejected her.

"...my face...was ruined, my cultivation was gone, and time is short, so I won't bother Your Majesty anymore."

Zhu Nianyun raised his hand, caressed the edge of the mask, and suddenly answered, his tone was flat, but with lingering bitterness.

what?

Even Luo Yuchu was taken aback, looking at her now thin body that looked like a skeleton, but the black dress looked empty.

"But... isn't this what you want?"

Luo Yu frowned at the beginning, somewhat unable to understand her choice.

Doesn't a person's persistent pursuit of himself have to be achieved by strenuous means?

Since she has promised that Zhu Nianyun will form a bond with her, she will not regret it.Now Zhu Nianyun is... Don't believe her?

The woman in front of her quietly listened to her words, and suddenly laughed lightly, with a little sadness in her voice.

"Sister..."

Zhu Nianyun let go of her whitish fingertips, but was interrupted by the itching in her throat. She lowered her head and pursed her lips and coughed lightly twice before her voice hoarse and continued to ask.

"... In your eyes, who am I to you?"

"...What kind of relationship do we have?"

She clutched her belly weakly, her lips trembling slightly.

"Naturally..."

Luo Yu Chu's brows pressed slightly, and she was about to speak unconditionally, but stopped in the middle of speaking.

Then, she paused and finished speaking.

"……lover."

This is what the orthodox way and the evil ways have characterized for them, and now that Luo Yuchu has copied it, it is a little pale for some reason.

Perhaps it was because she was too pale and weak, that's why the woman in front of her smiled lightly and silently denied her words.

"My life is not long, so be it... If there is a next life..."

Zhu Nianyun's voice gradually lowered, he paused, smiled lightly, and leaned on the threshold to turn around and leave.

There is no next life, Ran Zhu is dead, she is the subject of the puppet soul-changing technique, she is in the bottom state, this body is not hers, and she is gradually being rejected by heaven.Whenever the vitality in her body dissipated, she would just end up with her soul scattered.How can there be a next life?

She and Luo Yuchu couldn't get together in the end.

Which woman is willing to show her ugly face in front of her sweetheart?

If there is, it does not include Zhu Nianyun.

She actually knew her relationship with Luo Yuchu very well.

It was her own paranoia and self-deception, and at first glance, Luo Yu might just see her as a deal object or a plaything.

Luo Yuchu bound her tightly with her body and emotions, and from the beginning to the end, she only wanted to use her strength to eradicate the hostility.What's more... the reflection in her sister-in-law's eyes is not her at all.

It was Ran Zhu, the dead Ran Zhu.

So be it, her face has been ruined, her cultivation base is gone, but in a few years she will be gray-haired, old and dying like a mortal. Instead of seeing the disgust in Luo Yuchu's eyes at that time, it's better for her to go by herself. Keep the last bit of poor and pathetic self-esteem.

She doesn't want to see that color in the eyes of the person she loves.

"Zhu Nianyun!"

"Ran Zhu!"

Luo Yu Chu lowered her brows, her tone unconsciously became a little heavier, and then softened again.

"...Ran Ran." She whispered so softly, holding the now thin wrist that only had bones left.

Luo Yuchu looked at the person in front of her and paused, lowered her head but ignored her, couldn't help but frowned again, finally suppressed those restless emotions, and said softly to her: "I never sent you Acknowledge your mistake."

Yuchu has always known what Ran Zhu's biggest heart disease is, so that she also grasped this point and kept teasing Zhu Nianyun, but now she, who should have been pretending all the time, overturned her script and caught up with this already infinite meaningful mission goals.

why?

She couldn't tell herself.

It's all up to her heart, maybe it's because the direction of the task this time doesn't completely match her setting, which makes her feel uncomfortable.

Sure enough, the person in front of her stopped moving, and turned her head quietly to look at her.

"...I'm not her." Zhu Nianyun was silent for a long time before opening his lips seriously.

These were the words she had repeated hundreds of times and thousands of times in her heart, but she couldn't really confide them even between the quilts.

Knowing that this scene is a mirror image, but still trying to maintain the illusion.

The more you know, the more sad you are, the more you love, the more you can't let go.

This is an endless loop, Zhu Nianyun has been deeply trapped in it, and he doesn't know how to get out, let alone how to control this heart.

"I know."

The answer to her was the three words she had dreamed of.

But now, after the momentary joy, it brings endless abyss.

She raised her fingertips, brushed across the edge of the cold mask, fell silent and said nothing more.

Zhu Nianyun's soul itself is only a few dozen now, but it doesn't have the spirit and impulsiveness of a teenager.

That's why she understood painfully and calmly.

The current self has completely lost the value of being liked.

Luo Yuchu came to her at this time, maybe it was pity, or maybe it was a momentary impulse... She didn't even have the courage and confidence to guess whether Luo Yuchu liked her.

"……So be it."

The pale fingertips still hang down weakly, Zhu Nianyun said softly, as if speaking to himself, then turned his head slowly, not even daring to look at Luo Yuchu's expression, and walked out staggeringly up.

It was the first time she left so decisively in front of this person, but she couldn't leave smoothly.

A sense of drowsiness spread into his mind in an instant, and his body, which was already at the end of its strength, collapsed powerlessly in an instant, and was embraced by someone.Before his consciousness became dull, Zhu Nianyun's heart was filled with countless sourness.

The cuts are still messy.

Why bother?

Why bother...

Luo Yuchu hugged the person in her arms, lowered her head and glanced lightly, only then did she truly feel how light she was, and the hands around Zhu Nianyun's waist couldn't help tightening, and the scattered black hair somewhat covered her in front of her eyes.

She sent some demon energy to someone, and raised her hand to press Zhu Nianyun's mask, but when she wanted to take it off, a voice almost begging suddenly sounded in her ears.

【……don't want! 】

Can not pick.

But what does it matter to her?

Luo Yu thought coldly at first.

After a while, she waved her sleeves and hugged him and left.

When he left, the mask was still securely on Zhu Nianyun's face without moving at all.

Very strange.

This task object is very strange.

In her three missions, the mission objects in the three worlds are very strange.

Strange enough to even arouse her interest and attention.

So, that was reason enough for her to stay and observe for a while.

She took the people back to her magic hall, then put the woman in her arms on the bed, bent down, carefully put on handcuffs and anklets for her, then sat on the side of the bed, gave her Continue to send some magic energy into the broken body.

Very serious.

It is amazing that Zhu Nianyun can hold his breath.

Luo Yuchu thought casually.At this time, the person on the bed became obedient again, and his quiet breathing gradually stabilized, which made Luo Yuchu withdraw her hand quite satisfied.

She propped her head and watched for a while, and those restless moods gradually calmed down.

That's how it should be.

Obediently follow her path.

Why should an accident happen?

Very troublesome.

Yuchu thought with some distress.

She propped her head and nodded her fingertips, but decided to get some supplements for this man.

In her script, it is clear that Zhu Nianyun will die only after forming a contract with her, how could something happen now!

It shouldn't be.

The demon in the red dress straightened up, looked down at the person on the bed from above, and suddenly curled his lips into a slight sneer, his figure turned into a cloud and disappeared on the spot.

This is what Zhu Nianyun saw when he opened his eyes.

The always proud man lowered his head, holding her hand and sending out demon energy for her, while there were several souls floating around him, which were forcibly merging into her body and repairing her.

Zhu Nianyun didn't say a word, just looked at Luo Yuchu quietly, looked at her serious and unwavering eyebrows and drooping eyelids, and watched her work so hard for herself, not knowing how she felt.

At this time, the joy is very strong, but the bitterness hidden deep in it is beyond words.

How abominable.

She thought quietly.

Always tease her like this.

How abominable.

The heart that made her leave resolutely was shaken in an instant.

Craving for such tenderness, even if the love is like the moon in a mirror, unreachable, I don't want to let go.

How damned...

Why does Ran Zhu's heart always follow her...

How damned...

concubine...

Luo Yuchu...

The corners of the eyes were hot, and the water droplets slid down and flowed into the hair on the temples.

After all the suffering, moths fly to the flame.

Finally, the eyes of the gods cast down.

The soft and warm fingertips slid across the corners of her eyes, wiping away the tears that fell down.

"Don't cry."

The soft and soft voice came to the ears, causing little ripples.

Don't cry.

Don't cry.

How dare you disobey the will of the gods.

But Zhu Nianyun tilted his head, his lips trembled slightly, his eyes were covered by water mist, and the corners of his eyes became more and more moist, which could not be suppressed.

How does it feel to be unwilling and powerless, hopeful and hopeless?

His nose was sore, his throat was choked, his fingertips were struggling to grasp the man's collar, and his chest was trembling.

Thousands of words, all kinds of emotions, at that time turned into nothing but unstoppable grievances gushing out.

Painful to the extreme.

She obviously didn't want the person she loved to see her ugly appearance.

But when she was gentle, she desperately grabbed the opponent's robe.

She said: let's go.

But the body is telling: don't go.

Please……

don't go.