I just want to fall in love after dressing like a scumbag [Quick Transmigration]

Wu Hui noticed something was wrong before a stick of incense, and Yu Jian rushed over to check the situation.He has a very high affinity for spiritual power, and any unusual fluctuation of spiritual power will be caught by him.

Seeing An Qizhi standing at the gate of the retreat cave that Master used to use from a distance, he thought it was just Master who started retreating quietly, and he absorbed a lot of spiritual energy this time.

When he got closer, he realized that most of the spiritual power came from An Qizhi who was standing on the side, and his whole body was not well.

Shocked, Yujian landed in a hurry, wanting to step forward and ask.Thinking of the other party's uncompromising temperament, he shook his head and just placed a concealment circle around the cave to prevent other people who are as sensitive as himself from finding out.

Just because he didn't step forward to stop the other party's irrational behavior doesn't mean he can understand.

After setting up the formation, he walked step by step to An Qizhi's sutra. He really wanted to give him a punch to wake him up, but he couldn't do it for a long time.

Looking at An Qizhi who was already showing signs of fatigue, he actually developed a feeling of hating iron for being weak.I'm afraid he's going crazy because he wants his younger brother, and he sees him as his younger brother.

No, An Qizhi is older than himself, no matter what, he should be his brother!

But it's really harder to accept than being a younger brother...

Wu Hui sighed helplessly, and looked at An Qizhi when he turned around.Seeing that kid can still show a smirk heartlessly.Wu Hui helped his forehead, the two found a clean place and sat on the ground.

"Didn't you say you want to ascend with Master?"

Seeing An Qizhi pretending to be relaxed, he took out the jerky from the storage bag and handed it to himself, and then took out the water bag to fill his stomach, probably there were signs of dehydration long ago.

After he finished drinking a bag of water, he heard the other party answer in a low voice: "The magic source body can't ascend."

Being taken lightly by An Qizhi, Wu Hui almost didn't realize it.He looked blankly at his friend.

Wu Hui: The jerky in my hand instantly lost its fragrance.

"I didn't see in "Demon Source Body" that it said that the magic source body can't ascend. Where did you know that?"

An Qizhi looked at Wu Hui like an idiot: "Have you ever heard of a giant ball of demonic energy flying up?"

Wu Hui: Ah, he really forgot.

He numbly chewed the jerky that was no longer fragrant in his mouth.

He patted An Qizhi on the shoulder, as if to comfort him.

Then he asked puzzledly: "Then why did you let Master ascend so quickly? Wouldn't it be good to let him stay with you for a few more years at the end?"

"There will be a big battle soon."

Wu Hui didn't understand: "I didn't mean this..."

"I don't want Master to be with that monster saint."

Wu Hui couldn't understand An Qizhi's brain circuit at all: "What nonsense are you talking about?"

An Qizhi took out another water bag, and kept making different shapes in his hands: "At the beginning, I was just clinging to Master, and Master started to pay more attention to me. When I die, maybe that brown bear will also After pestering the master, the master agreed with a soft heart."

Wu Hui understood what An Qizhi meant, and he just wanted to say that he was thinking too much, and he also wanted to say how can you guarantee that the master will not have other good fortune after ascending.

Finally seeing An Qizhi's serious expression, he still shut up.

Wu Hui: Obviously I feel a lot more mature, but looking at it now, I really am still a child.

If the war really starts, the demons will definitely bring themselves back.If he refused to go back, there was a high probability that the Demon Lord would not attack him.But in the dream, the demon king did have the idea of ​​killing himself and waiting for the next demon source body to appear.

At that time, even the demon clan wants to kill him, and the monster clan also wants to kill him.When the time comes to fight together, in such a chaotic situation, maybe they will really succeed.

Even if he didn't die then, he will die when the time comes.

"...I don't want Master to know about my death." An Qizhi's voice became lower and lower, and he murmured, "Maybe I'm being sentimental and always feel that he will be very sad."

Wu Hui listened silently, not wanting An Qizhi to finish his sentence.

Seeing that the other party was okay, he took out the spirit fruit and gnawed it casually, and kept saying, "I didn't want to tell you at first, but now that you know it, if I dissipate and you don't cry, I will curse you." You can't find a Taoist partner in your life!" He rushed towards Wu Hui with his teeth and claws, and An Qizhi, who thought that there would be a counterattack, was hugged tightly.

"You fucking... I didn't want to cry at first, I must have been infected by you crying spirit, shit!"

Originally, Wu Hui hugged An Qizhi and buried his face in his arms because he didn't want An Qizhi to see him cry.

But he didn't want to move his face away after he calmed down.I saw the unknown liquid left by myself on the front of the other party's chest, and I could also see that there were mouths, noses, and eyes.

It's embarrassing...knock!

He didn't want his face anymore, so that kind-hearted man helped him lose it.

Momo turned away and wiped the corners of his nose and mouth, ashamed to chat with An Qizhi.

An Qizhi: Why didn't I learn the Qingjue and fell into deep thought.

After such an embarrassing incident happened, Wu Hui also calmed down, and silently accompanied An Qizhi to stay in front of the Master's closed cave until the evening.

Wu Hui was already bored and started to feel drowsy. When he didn't know how many times he "chicken pecked rice", he only heard a "plop" sound from his side.

Turning his head in a daze, he saw that An Qizhi beside him had fallen face-to-face on the ground.

Wu Hui, who woke up instantly, hurried over to check the situation.

Seeing that the other party was extremely weak, his eyes lost focus, and he fell to the ground motionless.If it weren't for the weak breathing ups and downs, Wu Hui might really be scared and kneel down.

The supporter looked at it, and seemed to be conscious.His eyelids drooped, and he didn't know what he was looking at.Cold sweat has already wet the hair strands, sticking strands to the face.

Reaching out to brush away the unsightly hair, he patted his face.Seeing that An Qizhi seemed unable to respond, Wu Hui hurriedly said, "Why did you become so weak so quickly?"

He has also seen others help his father to cross the cultivation base, so he can only cross a little.It will take a long time.It will not be like the magic source body, once it starts, it will not stop until it dissipates.

An Qizhi should have spent less than half a day with his master.Could it be that the magic source experience is different?

Watching the other party's Adam's apple slide, but did not say a word.Wu Hui directly took out all the elixirs in the storage bag, but stuffed them all into An Qizhi's mouth if they could replenish blood, qi, and stamina.

An Qizhi didn't have the strength to swallow at all now, so he sucked it profusely.Bitter as hell.

He was so stimulated that his physical tears flowed out, and he stared at Wu Hui with his red eyes.This made Wu Hui, who was already in a panic, panic even more.

He tried to pick out the elixir with his hands, but felt a little dirty, so he stretched out his hand and gestured blindly at An Qizhi's mouth, but he couldn't do it for a long time.

Seeing An Qizhi who was weak, stretched out like a vegetable and needed to be supported by himself, he rolled his eyes at him.

It’s also embarrassing: "It’s not that my brother dislikes you, but it’s about saliva..." Thinking of something, he silently put his hands on An Qizhi’s chest, covering the place where his tears, snot, and saliva had been smeared, "cough cough , that, this..."

He hesitated for a long time and couldn't give a reasonable explanation.

An Qizhi contained too many pills, and some of them could not be swallowed, and the already melted medicine dripped from the corner of his mouth.Seeing that there was really no time to delay, Wu Hui gritted his teeth cruelly.

Put An Qizhi back on the ground, and turned around silently: "Brother, don't blame me."

"Pfft!" Breaking the defense, breaking the defense, the medicine juice mixed with saliva is really disgusting.

An Qizhi: Damn!Just who was crying like a dog because I didn't live long!

That's pretty much the end of our friendship.

After a while, seeing that An Qizhi hadn't improved, he anxiously wanted to take him to see his medical uncle.

Thinking of the other party's physique, he wondered if he could expose it to others, so he sat back resentfully.

"What should I do……"

At this time, An Qizhi was actually much better.

Not long after he started transmitting spiritual power, he transmitted all his cultivation bases.

Later, after overdrawing, he began to absorb magic energy.Just because of impatience, I absorbed too much magic energy.He couldn't transform all of a sudden, and almost let his magic energy leak into the master's cave.In a hurry, he went against the exercises and absorbed the devilish energy back into his dantian.There was a tearing pain in the dantian, and a bulging dull pain in the brain.After a moment of tinnitus, he became unsteady and fell down.

Fearing that he would faint, images of Master responding to his mistakes, inhaling too much devilish energy and exploding to death, or going mad repeatedly flashed in his mind.Keep yourself awake, and keep running the complex demonic energy in the dantian.

Just when he couldn't hold on any longer, Wu Hui stuffed him with a painful pill.

Instant refreshment!I just wanted to vomit, but my stomach twitched, but I didn't vomit it out.

But the reason why he was able to recover so quickly was that he slowed down the amount of magic energy he absorbed.In addition, it is now the middle of the night, and most of the demon cultivators in the Demon Realm have also gone to bed.Many people started to stop absorbing the magic energy to practice, and let him absorb the magic energy, which made him feel a lot easier.He can devote more thoughts to transforming spiritual power.

It's obviously much better now, but he doesn't want to talk to Wu Hui.

One is because I'm really tired and don't want to move anymore.

The second is that he really doesn't want to talk to him. He feels that the other party has broken his heart, and his heart is dead.

The third is because of those elixirs...he was so bitter that he could no longer feel the existence of his mouth, and he wanted to be quiet.

An Qizhi didn't get up until the early morning.As soon as he got up, he scuffled with Wu Hui.

Although he can still "beat up" Wu Hui on the ground now, most of the reason is because the other party let go, but he is really happy.

The two quickly shook hands and made peace.

"Isn't your magic power able to transfer your cultivation by itself? You haven't rested yet, it will be dawn soon, can you still hold it?" Wu Hui put medicine on his face, and did not forget to take the time to be with Anan. Qizhi chat.

An Qizhi looked at Wu Hui with distaste for using top-grade wound medicine to smear his face with no visible bruises, and felt a chill.

Wu Hui rolled his eyes: "This is the face of the emperor's family! What do you know, hmph."

Forcibly saying "Hello mother." An Qizhi, who held back, replied to his last question: "Just pretend that I don't want to fall asleep before the ascension of Master."

The author has something to say:

I deleted a lot of words in the copy, and then suddenly it became unattractive, and I regretted it a bit.

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