Alternative Redemption [Quick Transmigration]

Sang Yungui originally stayed by the girl's bed and quietly traced the girl's grown-up face with his fingertips. The pain in his heart was unbearable, and he felt a little unclear in such a rare coexistence that only existed in dreams. Sweetness and greed come.

She refined the spiritual power in her body and slowly passed it into Sang Yue's body, carefully soothing the girl's dry desert-like veins, hoping to make the little god bead a little more comfortable in this way.

However, in the middle of the night, the girl who had been sleeping deeply shrank her body tightly, and an expression of unspeakable pain and struggle gradually spread between her weak and pale eyes.She was sent to sleep by the woman's spiritual power, so she couldn't wake up for a while, but the pain of burning and tearing in her abdomen could not be relieved, which made her react subconsciously in the deep sleep.

"Yueer?"

The woman has been watching her all the time, and this subtle change naturally never escaped her eyes.At this moment, seeing the girl's bluish-white cheeks and cold sweat starting to ooze from the forehead, she was suddenly startled, and quickly leaned over to gently embrace her into her arms, sending more and more spiritual power from her fingertips, A sense of uneasiness overflowed his chest, not to mention the pity that was surging in his mind at this moment.

But it's useless, the spiritual power she sent didn't alleviate the effect, on the contrary, it seemed to add fire to the things that had been tormenting the girl, and the girl who was so painful that she sank into a lethargy began to tremble unknowingly .

Seeing this, Sang Yungui immediately stopped the spiritual power in his hand, hugging his little divine bead tightly, not knowing what to do for a moment.Her thoughts were extremely chaotic, and the image that flashed in her mind at a certain moment made her entire face fade away, causing her to slowly stretch her fingertips into the girl's quilt with some unstoppable fear , carefully touched the part that Sang Yue had been curling up and pressing.

It's the belly.

But just getting closer, Sang Yungui felt an aura that was deeply familiar to her.

At that moment, it was really thunderous, the woman's fingertips trembled slightly, and Fang's eyes, which had stopped crying, instantly turned red.

...Phoenix is ​​really hot.

She stared blankly at the child who was tortured to death in her arms, and the huge panic rushed over her like a tidal wave, almost making it hard for her to breathe.

The culprit who tormented her little divine orb into such a state was the phoenix fire that she released with her own hands.

The woman repeated this fact over and over again in her heart as if bewildered, and a look of sadness and absurdity gradually crept up on the brows of her brows.

Xu was so painful that the tip of his heart was almost numb, but Sang Yungui seemed to be quite calm in his movements, he just slowly lowered his head, closed his eyes, and the spiritual power in his hands gathered again, and gradually approached the girl's abdomen, He wanted to draw out the flame entrenched in the shattered dantian of the small divine bead from Sang Yue's chest little by little.

The girl in her arms couldn't bear the intense pain of burning her entire internal organs. The cold sweat on the forehead grew more and more, helplessly and carelessly raised her fingertips and grabbed her tightly. The skirt of the woman's clothes was so weak that she couldn't exert any strength at all, even the sporadic grunting and crying between her lips and teeth were almost non-existent, leaving only a bleak sound of breathing that seemed to disappear at any time.

"Don't be afraid, the master is here, Yue'er is not afraid, the master will not let Yue'er have trouble."

The pain in the woman's heart was more like a thousand arrows piercing the intestines. When she heard the girl's weak cry, she subconsciously paused for a moment, but she had already led the phoenix fire to Sang Yue's chest. In the next step, let alone abandoning all previous efforts, it may cause greater damage to the little Shenzhu.

She didn't dare to stop, let alone look down at the face of the person in her arms.The sound of breathing like a dying kitten hit her heart heavily, making her pupils almost drip with blood, and making her eardrums tremble, but she could only hug the colored glass carefully. Let her grab the skirt of her clothes, let the girl's hot tears scald her, the soreness in her eyes is unbearable and she dare not move, her lips coaxed over and over again.

Finally, the treatment, which was regarded as torture for both of them, was finally over. The girl's throat was blocked, her body trembled suddenly, and she vomited a mouthful of blood. The flame that had tortured her for nearly ten years was quickly caught by the woman. Turning back, the fingertips were lightly crushed, and the ashes disappeared in an instant.

Sang Yue's body lost strength, and Fang woke up from a deep sleep. At this moment, he felt dizzy again, and almost fell from the woman's arms. Fortunately, Sang Yungui always paid attention to her, and quickly raised his hand to protect her. It was only then that the person was placed on the bed in a good manner.

Without the flames that tormented her day and night, the girl's brows were still furrowed, but her expression was not as painful as that, her shortness of breath gradually calmed down, and tiredness came to her mind in an instant, making her feel weak again. into never-ending darkness.The bright and glaring blood drops off her lips drop by drop, dyeing her dress scarlet.Sang Yungui raised his hand and released the cleaning solution for her, cleaned the bed under her and all the clothes on her body, then took out his handkerchief, bent down and wiped the blood from the corners of the girl's lips carefully.

After giving the girl another elixir and covering her with the quilt, the woman silently sent spiritual power to the girl, only tightly holding the hand of the little divine bead, and kissing it lovingly with her head down. The girl's fingertips filled her heart with remorse, her eyelids drooped slightly, and drops of water dripped down.

What she hates the most now is herself.

Sang Yungui didn't dare to think about how her little divine bead survived the burning of the real fire of the phoenix night after night in the previous ten years, on the premise of only taking some pain-relieving decoctions.

Even a highly cultivated Almighty couldn't bear it, so how could it be her blind orb whose golden core was dug out?

Just thinking about this question is like cutting flesh from her body piece by piece, making Sang Yungui in agony.

The burning flames that had accumulated in her abdomen all year round were taken out, and Sang Yue felt much more relaxed, but there were still countless lingering pains lingering in her veins, which made her breathing a little difficult, but it did not hinder the girl Finally ushered in the only restful sleep in more than ten years.

This time, the girl slept for a long time without Sang Yungui nodding her eyebrows and sending spiritual power to urge her to sleep, or because she was too tired, or because she didn't want to escape from such a rare physical relaxation.

When the first gleam of light was cast by the window, the woman who had been standing beside her bed and staring at the sleeping face of the little god Pearl suddenly heard the sound of someone knocking on the outside door, and then came the sound of her yesterday. The voice of the woman who got along well with Yue'er whom I saw secretly was calling Sang Yue's name.

Da Fenghuang's eyes turned cold, and he felt a little unhappy in his heart.

Yue'er made a lot of friends when she was in Lingyun Sect before, and those female disciples often called Yue'er by her name intimately, but Sang Yungui felt relieved at that time.But now, after hearing Gu Qianhe's voice, everything was extremely harsh, which made her feel a little impatient and irritable.

The woman raised her eyes and glanced out, and when she lowered her head again, she saw the little Shenzhu as if she had been disturbed, her originally stretched eyebrows wrinkled unconsciously, and her eyelashes, which were as long as butterfly wings, trembled slightly. It was as if he was about to open his eyes the next moment.

Where could Sang Yun care about the girl outside? He hurriedly bent down and kissed the girl's fingertips lightly, and then tapped the little God Bead between the eyebrows, sending a portion of spiritual power into her consciousness to help her Continue to sleep peacefully in the warmth.

When she saw the girl loosen her brows and pursed the corners of her lips childishly, the expression in the woman's pupils had long been soft and disfigured, and the frost between her eyebrows and eyes that had been stained with hostility over the years had completely melted away, revealing a little bit of light and joy. Come on with a smile.It wasn't until she confirmed that the little Shenzhu could sleep well that she carefully stuffed the girl's hand back into the quilt, got up and went to the gate of the front yard, raised her hand to unlock the door, opened the gate suddenly, Straight to the people outside.

Gu Qianhe saw clearly the person who opened the door inside, and the arc on the corner of her lips couldn't help but gradually disappeared. After a while, she took a step back and looked carefully at the woman in the black dress whom she had never met before. Calmly, he touched the long knife worn at his waist.

She squinted her eyes and asked politely: "Who are you, dare to ask? Why did you walk out of Fan Yue's room?"

Fan Yue?

This was the second time Sang Yungui had heard this name, and he felt a little pain in his heart, and he also knew that Xiao Shenzhu didn't want to be called her surname again, and it was her own fault after all.

The woman raised her eyes and glanced at her, her expression was indifferent, and her eyes slid across her waist: "I am Yue'er's master, and now I am here to find her."

After hearing the words, Gu Qianhe couldn't help frowning: "Master? Fan Yue is a casual cultivator, and even the technique of talismans is all figured out by her. Where did the master come from?!"

"Where's Fan Yueren?!"

She was worried that something might happen to the girl, her eyes were fixed, and the spiritual power of her fingertips was ready to be released, she wished she could push this unknown woman away and rush in to check it out.

"She is not a casual cultivator, it's just... there is some misunderstanding between me and her."

If that consciousness hadn't occupied her body, she would have formed a bond with Yue'er, how could she become what she is now?

Sang Yungui looked at this woman as if she had taken care of Yue'er on weekdays. He didn't fight her for a while, and didn't pay attention to the weak spiritual power in Gu Qianhe's hand. He suppressed his impatience and calmly talked with her. She explained a few sentences.

Gu Qianhe sneered and snorted: "Whose master would drive his seriously ill and blind apprentice to this kind of place because of a misunderstanding? Fan Yue has lived here for ten years, suffering from pain and sleeplessness every night. She doesn't even have the money to buy medicine, she just hangs herself with some painkillers. If you are really her master, why didn't you find her sooner?"

She looked at the unpredictable cultivation level of the person in front of her, and when she secretly released her spiritual power to investigate, she also noticed a steady aura in the room, and she expected that this woman had no intention of harming Sang Yue, but she also felt that she was speaking of a teacher. The disciple's words may not be too absurd, and he couldn't help but refute for a while.

The master-student relationship in the cultivation world is closer than that of biological parents. She has never seen a master tossing an apprentice like this because of a slight misunderstanding.

Gu Qianhe guessed that the girl inside was probably still sleeping, and it was not good to shake her awake and drag her up at this moment. With her own strength, she couldn't beat this woman of unknown origin, so she slowly withdrew the spirit of her fingertips. He took a step back slightly, frowned and looked at the woman again, unexpectedly he caught a glimpse of unbearable pain from such powerful eyes that he had never seen before.

She was stunned for a moment, shook her head, turned around and was about to leave: "Yue'er's dantian has been destroyed, and she has long been unable to absorb any spiritual energy. Even if she lives well from now on, she may not live for long."

"You said that you are Yue'er's master. I don't know if it's true or not. I just believe you two points because I can't beat you. I hope you don't want to torment her anymore, and give her a good ride."

When in front of Sang Yue, she tried to dissuade the girl from being depressed, annoyed that the girl ruined her body by abandoning herself.But in fact, they all knew it in their hearts. Sang Yue's illness has been dragging on for ten years, and she has been suffering for ten years with inferior medicine and the remaining spiritual power in her body. Can't live for a few days at all.

Facing the woman who claimed to be Sang Yue's master, Gu Qianhe was not so polite. She told all the truth about Sang Yue, and then left without looking back.

Her house is not far away, very close, ready to secretly observe the situation of the girl, and if there is anything wrong, she will come immediately.

There was only the woman standing inside the door, who was chilled by the cold wind blowing in from outside.

What does it mean to give her a good ride?

What could be wrong with her little Divine Bead?

The woman stood quietly at the door for a while, then turned around stiffly, swung her sleeves to close the door, and hurried towards the back room.

Even if she searched for all the spiritual treasures in the world, she would not cause any accident to her little divine orb.

When Sang Yue woke up today, she was surprised to find that her body was not in pain as usual, but her limbs still couldn't lift her strength.

She was used to such a useless life, so she only thought about why Xu Shi lay down early yesterday, so she was lucky enough to survive the night.

There was a bitter and sour smell between her lips and teeth, and the girl was very familiar with it, so she propped herself up and slowed down, and when the feeling of dizziness gradually faded, she supported the bed rails and got out of bed with some difficulty , slowly moved to the table, fumbled for himself a cup of cold tea, and drank it in one gulp, only then did he feel sober in his mind.

Sang Yue raised her hand to caress her forehead, and touched the seat behind her. She was about to sit down, but she vaguely heard knocking on the door again and again from the outside gate. The sound was not loud. After a few times, I will stop and wait, which is quite interesting.

She had no choice but to put on her clothes, put her hair up in a bun, propped herself up and walked towards the front door of the shop.

"who?"

The girl asked softly after taking off the door lock.

"Yue'er, it's me."

Gu Qianhe's voice came from outside.

"Aho?"

Sang Yue's eyebrows twitched slightly, a little surprised that she came to find her at this point.Although he was puzzled in his heart, he didn't hesitate in his hands, and quickly opened the door.

"Today is very polite."

The girl let the man into the room sideways, and teased with a shallow smile on her lips.

The person who stepped in silently paused for a moment, then stared at the smile on her face, did not move his eyes for a while, and responded in a low voice.

Sang Yue had no intention of opening a shop now, so she closed the door casually, turned around and led Gu Qianhe towards the back room.

Every morning, her body is extremely weak, and she has a lot of inconvenience in her movements, so naturally she can't walk fast.But Gu Qianhe knew that she was introverted and arrogant, and she didn't want others to help her, so she never went beyond.

However, it seemed to be different today, when the girl walked two steps, a pair of hands stretched out beside her carefully supported her.

Sang Yue paused, and before she could say anything, a fresh fragrance like grass and trees suddenly came into her nose.

The smile on the corners of his lips dissipated slowly without knowing when, and his limbs were chilled by the wind.

Seeing that she hadn't moved for a long time, the person supporting her called her in a low voice: "Yue'er?"

The girl's dull eyes moved slightly, and she looked towards the voice, but she didn't reply for a while.

But after a while, she lowered her eyes again, responded lightly, let the man support her, and walked towards the back room.

Sang Yue's mind was empty, she chuckled abruptly and asked, "You always call me Yueer Yueer, do you know which Yueer it is?"

"Is it... that Yue from the little Shenzhu?"

The man's tone sounded a little cautious and flattering.

Little Divine Orb?

Whose little magic bead?

It has already become a broken pearl.

The girl was amused by the thoughts in her heart, the smile on her lips deepened a little, she shook her head softly: "How can a person like me deserve such a name, but it's just the moon of the most common moon."

She lowered her head helplessly and sighed: "Ahe, you made a mistake again."

The fingertips holding her stiffened a lot for some reason, the girl didn't care, she just got a little interested, she turned her head and continued to ask her: "You have been walking for several months, have you ever seen anything different?" , and let me, a blind man, listen to it.”

Having reached the main house, she poured two cups of tea with ease, then swept down the man holding her fingertips calmly, pushed one of the cups in front of the man, and slowly held onto the table. Sit down slowly.

"...What does Yue'er want to hear?"

Gu Qianhe's voice was a little hoarse, she was obviously unhappy, but she forced a little smile, and she was asking the girl softly at this time.

"Anything is fine, A-He can say whatever he wants, I've been here for ten years, so naturally everything I hear is new."

Sang Yue was not picky, quietly holding her teacup, listening to Gu Qianhe's words.

She waited to hear novelty.

But the first thing this person said was: "I've heard some rumors in the past few months, and I'm quite interested."

"It is said that after Sang Yun of the Lingyun Sect became a devil, he made a lot of noise..."

The person beside her paused, then stared at her closely, and asked her in a low voice: "Since Yue'er is a casual cultivator, she should have traveled around, do you recognize Sang Yungui?"

Do you recognize Sang Yungui?

Sang Yue drank the tea in her cup calmly. After hearing the words, she seemed to have heard some very funny words, so she couldn't help shaking her head:

"How can someone like me recognize the Demon Lord of the Demon Realm?"

"A'ho is joking again."

Her expression was so natural and flat, when she talked about Sang Yungui in her tone, it was completely like talking about a stranger, she only thought that her friend was joking, and she didn't take it to heart at all.

It was as if the girl really didn't recognize this person.

At that moment, Yue Mo seemed to have torn the scar on the top of the heart again, dripping with blood, and the pain made the woman's body tremble slightly.

She didn't have time to wipe off the gushing blood, so she forced a smile again, rounded it up with Gu Qianhe's voice, nodded numbly, poured the cup Drink the tea in one gulp.

The cold feeling finally suppressed the severe pain in her heart, allowing the woman to catch her breath a little.

Sang Yungui's little Shenzhu wiped away all traces related to her, and now he says he doesn't recognize her.

Little Shenzhu doesn't want her anymore.

Who is to blame?

Sang Yue poured a cup of tea for her again with a slight smile, but when she lowered her eyebrows, her expression was extremely cold and indifferent.

Where was the woman when little Shenzhu was crawling on the ground begging Sangyun Guimo to drive her away?

Everything is due to her incompetence, if a woman wants to blame, she can blame herself.