Mie Shiwen's male protagonist can read minds [Quick Transmigration]

Yan Shuo's face became more and more cold after his spiritual consciousness patrolled the body, a dark look flashed from the bottom of his eyes, and he paused when he stroked the hideous wounds on his body, his skin was smooth without any scars.

Putting his hand under his nose and sniffing gently, Yan Shuo looked weird.

Slight medicinal smell, although the medicinal fragrance is weak but strong enough, he can easily smell several extremely precious spiritual plants.

And this is not like an ointment that simply heals wounds, but rather an ointment made by grinding into powder and diluting several times the Chengdan that has been condensed hundreds of times.

This greatly weakens the efficacy of Chengdan, and there are countless unworthy points, but the only thing that can be praised is that the mortal body can also absorb the efficacy of the medicine, which is more beneficial to the body than ordinary ointments.

But very few people do this, because elixir is difficult to refine, and it is a waste of money for a mortal's trauma.

Yan Shuo knew about it but never encountered it, and never thought that someone would do this to him.

Gently rubbing the fingertips, there is not much sticky touch of the paste, only a steady stream of medicinal fragrance rushing from between the two fingers into the nostrils.

Yan Shuo's expression was unpredictable, the gloominess and darkness that had appeared before had subsided into his bones when he was silent.

The young man who had calmed down all the bloody aura was not much different from the previous ones.

They are the same person.

Yan Shuo closed his eyes and meditated, and after his anger cooled down, some joints opened.

Of course he knows what kind of temperament he is. Even if he is vigilant about his own existence, he has his own discretion in some words, and he clearly said "don't enter Hongjianzong", but he still enters Hongjianzong. There must be other factors that influenced his final decision. Decide.

Looking around, this is not the place where he woke up in his previous life, but it is still in Hongjianzong, and even in the core mountain range.

The layout here seems to be simple, only blue and white are used, quiet and elegant, impetuous mind can not help but calm down in it, it is a good place for cultivation.

A couch made of thousand-year-old nanmu, a blanket made of ice silk, and snow velvet covered the ground...

Every time Yan Shuo looked at one place, his eyes filled with coldness.

Immortal cultivators pay so much attention to foreign things, the owner of this mansion must also be a guy with a golden and jade appearance, and he is still in the core mountain range of the Hongjian Sect.

The expected situation made Yan Shuo close his eyes wearily and boredly, he couldn't figure out the meaning of his rebirth.

Wouldn't it be the best ending to let him perish together with this world?

Those heavy disappointments, despair with no end in sight, and the darkness that almost filled his entire life will dissipate along with the world.

Things that used to set off wild waves in the sea of ​​mind just by thinking about them will only be boring and indifferent after experiencing it again. No matter how much you hated or hurt in the past, now the word "disgusting" is still lingering and incomprehensible.

Yan Shuo raised his eyes, the bloody storms of the previous life and the sea of ​​corpses accumulated in the depths of the dark pupils, as if gathering all kinds of evil thoughts in the world, a trace of extremely coldness emerged from the bottom of the pupils.

When he was reborn, in order to prevent the baby from being unable to bear the power contained in the divine soul, he chose to separate a ray of divine sense without memory to take over his growth, while he slept in the depths of the sea of ​​consciousness.

In a few days, the two will merge.

Since a person like him is given a chance to be reborn, then destroy the world once more, once born again and familiarized twice, this time it should be much easier.

Yan Shuo lowered his head and laughed, the laughter was emotionless.

Duo Yao finally got rid of a few cheap senior brothers, and when he left the room, his eyebrows stretched a little, and he returned to Jiuling Peak with a little briskness in his actions.

"Master!!! I want the points back hahaha! But it warned me not to cause trouble for the master, I think it has a guilty conscience." On the way back, the sound of bluffing milk suddenly exploded in the head, and now Tuantuan is very excited .

Duo Yao rubbed the side of his forehead, the corners of his lips slightly raised with a hint of helplessness.

"Did Tian Tian say anything?"

Hearing this address, Tuantuan complained, "How sweet is that Zhinao guy?"

The master really likes to overlap characters when naming, and always prefers such names that do not conform to their systematic temperament.

Tuantuan whispered: "Master, should I restart the advanced mode?"

Duo Yao twitched his brows, knowing in his heart that Tuantuan must have been disgusted by Tiantian's inner and outer words again, but the current Tuantuan is indeed a bit useless.

But he doesn't mind guarding it.

"No, this task is not yet ready for you to restart the advanced mode, don't worry, Tuantuan. Be good, go save some energy yourself, and use the points for yourself."

The thick pampering at the end of the sentence made Tuantuan hum awkwardly, and the entire system core almost short-circuited, and quietly retracted into the system space to exchange points for snacks.

Then it should obediently store more energy.

As soon as his mind became quiet, Duo Yao knew that Tuantuan had retracted into the system space, the smile on his lips faded and gradually flattened, and he raised his eyes to look forward with a calm expression on his face.

In this world, there are immortals who are close to the apex, monks who are struggling to find the way to immortality, and mortals who are living in the gaps between various forces and monsters. The collision of beliefs and the confrontation between life and death seem to make this world full of vitality.

Because of the birth of the Destiny Child, but also because of the hope that will appear in the not-too-distant future.

But in Duo Yao's eyes, this is just a world that will be destroyed at any time. The failure of the General Administration of Time and Space several times and the loss of many executive officers are based on multiple destroyed worlds.

Duo Yao retracted his sword and thought indifferently when he pushed open the door.

There is only one time to go back in time, and the world is already on the verge of fragility.

Performing missions in the first world for unknown reasons depends to a certain extent on luck.

Yan Shuo heard the sound of footsteps approaching the bed, fanned his eyelashes lightly, and turned his eyes to look at the person coming, all the expressions that should not have appeared disappeared for a moment, and he slightly raised his head, showing full admiration of the young man.

But when the figure of the visitor came into his eyes, the expression on his face froze slightly.

Duo Yao stopped in front of the couch, and inspected the boy's exposed wounds. He felt a little satisfied when he saw that the wounds that were still oozing blood when he left were no longer visible. The wounds hidden in his clothes should also be gone in the way.

Pausing for a few seconds, Duo Yao hesitated. He had previously agreed to accept the other party as his apprentice, but now he was temporarily intervened. He didn't like to break his promise, so he reconsidered his words.

Because of this, he never noticed Yan Shuo's eyes that became dark and unpredictable at some point.

The bright light outside the house seemed to be tainted with a bit of frost when entering the house, with a sense of coldness for no reason.

It also made him more detached from the mundane world, cold and clean outside the world.

For a moment, Yan Shuo could hardly hold back the crazy thoughts that popped up in his heart, with strong malice and extremely obscure secret thoughts - dirty him!Imprison him!Let him cry helplessly!

In the end, let him fall into the abyss, and never return to this worldly appearance.

The author has something to say:

He is dreaming.