I let the protagonist of the abuse article change his life [Quick Transmigration]

The frolic between Sugar Dragon and Sugar Wolf continues.

Being held down by Little Sugar Wolf's claws, it is actually very easy to break free.But Sugar Dragon didn't run away in a hurry, but moved to Sugar Wolf's side, gently arching his nose against the opponent's body.

Just seeing such a scene is enough to watch, and the two of them can smile again.

The problem that had been lingering in his heart for several days was solved, and Yue Wuyu was very relaxed at the moment.Thinking about this period of time, from trying to make Zhaoyang Jianzong and his party escape smoothly, to understanding the situation of the demon cultivators, and at the same time further repairing the Wanling Garden... Oh, and paying attention to the movements of the spiritual cultivators in the Mirror of Three Lives from time to time.

It's all trivial things to say.But because of these trivial matters, he and Guanlan have not been close for a long time.

Now that the Taoist couple is in his arms, Sugar Wolf has set a successful example for Yue Wuyu.He didn't say he was distracted, but his mind was indeed floating.

He turned his head slightly, looking at Guanlan's superior profile.

Although feeling the ambiguous atmosphere, Guanlan felt that he might as well have a few more snacks first: "..."

Well, Wuyu's craftsmanship seems to have improved again.

The corners of Yue Wuyu's lips curled slightly, and he moved forward little by little, just like when Sugar Wolf and Sugar Dragon were playing, they lightly touched the Guanlan surface.

Guanlan continued eating dim sum.

Yue Wuyu moved a little wider, not just rubbing, but more like kissing.

Guanlan was concentrating on it, not because of... well, why is there a faint golden thread flickering around her neck?

Yue Wuyu went to kiss the place where the golden thread was.He knew that this was the faintly visible dragon scale of Guanlan.

It's like when one's emotions fluctuate too much, there will be an instinctive impulse to show the animal shape.It's the same with Brother Lan, except that he has a high level of cultivation and can control himself.

However, in front of Yue Wuyu, Guanlan felt that he didn't need to control himself.

Guanlan finished eating a piece of dim sum.

There were some dim sum crumbs on fingertips and cheeks.

Just about to use the cleansing formula, Yue Wuyu grabbed his hand first.

Yue Wuyu seemed to cherish it very much, his lips and tongues slid from Guanlan's fingertips one by one, rolling away all the heartbreaks on them.

Guanlan felt the moist touch from his hands, and only felt a numbness spread infinitely upwards along his fingers.

Rao is the dragon god standing at the top of the 33rd heaven realm, and the new owner of the Jishan Demon Palace. At this time, he still can't bear the rolling of his Adam's apple.

Then it was actually kissed.It's still Yue Wuyu's usual style. In the first period, it will never be aggressive.Instead, just like now, once in a while, as if asking for Guanlan's consent.While kissing, they whispered: "Brother Lan, Brother Lan."

Yue Wuyu asked, "Brother Lan, can you?"

Guanlan leaned back a little and looked at him.

Yue Wuyu had a serious and serious look on his face.

It seems that as long as Guanlan shakes his head, he will immediately stop all movements.Not to mention, even the sugar wolf who had secretly stuffed the sugar dragon under his belly and covered it tightly with his tail looked very obedient and honest at the moment, moved his tail away, revealing that his belly had been turned out underneath Sugar Dragon.

Guanlan watched this scene speechlessly.

Turning to Yue Wuyu again, he leaned forward and planted a kiss on Yue Wuyu's lips.

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When the door of the main hall was opened again, the Mirror of Three Lives remained where it was originally.

The mirror surface is clean and transparent, reflecting half of the temple pillars.

Even the dragon shadow above was clearly outlined.

In anyone's eyes, this is a good-looking mirror suitable for being placed in the bedroom.Looking at the entire 33rd Heaven, I am afraid that only Guanlan and Yue Wuyu are aware of its danger.

But just like what Guanlan said before, could it be that just because of the danger, he just ignored the magic weapon that was sure to be of great use? ...If he had this kind of mentality, Guanlan would never return to the 33rd Heaven, which was clearly in crisis.

He stared at the mirror for a moment, raised his hand again, and wiped it on it.

Ripples like water suddenly appeared on the originally clear mirror surface.These ripples gradually spread, covering the faces of Guanlan and Yue Wuyu, showing the streets and fairy mountains that they have been familiar with for a long time.

During this process, Yue Wuyu showed a little regret.

The angle of the mirror just now reflected a little red mark on Brother Lan's neck.He stared at the red mark for a long time, and the more he looked at it, the more he felt satisfied.

But now, the red marks were washed away by the ripples of the mirror, and covered by the life scenes of the spiritual practitioners.

Yue Wuyu sighed secretly, pulled himself together, and looked at the scene in the mirror again.

Then he quickly realized: "The blood is gone?"

Guanlan let out a casual "hmm".This is the result of what he has thought about before.

In just a few days, Jingxue quickly completed the dream of life and death in the illusion.He just didn't know what he saw at the moment before he died.

Climb to the top of the Demon Realm and become the real Demon Lord above all demons?

Taking in more apprentices, using the soul-splitting secret method, writing "apprentice", which is actually the magic cultivation of the container, to achieve immortality in the true sense?

never mind.

Guanlan turned her attention to those spiritual exercises.

Although they are both in the Mirror of Three Lives, 3000 years have passed on the side of Jingxue, but only more than 3000 days have passed on the side of spiritual practitioners.

That is ten years.

This is not a short period of time for mortals who have not entered the Tao.But for Li Erya who worshiped in Xianmen, ten years is really just a flick of a finger.

She practiced swords with her master every day, and at the same time practiced the sect's heart method.The foundation is good, and there is talent.Not yet 20 years old, and has reached the sixth level of Qi refining.

This is a terrifying practice speed.Everyone said that her teacher had accepted a genius.

The genius Li Erya - now she has been given a name by her master and changed her name to Li Fenghe - doesn't have much sense of reality about this.She is still concentrating on sword practice and cultivation.Occasionally, I sat on the roof under the moon and chatted with friends I met in Shimen, and each talked about the scene of my hometown.Li Fenghe propped his chin, with a relaxed expression, he smiled and listened to his friends talking about the prosperity of the place where they came from.

When it was her turn, Li Fenghe thought for a while and said slowly, "My family is in an ordinary town. However, every August, the sweet-scented osmanthus is very fragrant there. My mother can also make delicious sweet-scented osmanthus cakes. Here is an opportunity for you to try it.”

When listening to the first half of the sentence, her friends all showed fascination.In the second half of the sentence, several people's faces paused, and the eyes they looked at Li Fenghe were a little weird.

"Feng He." One of them said softly, "Don't you know?"

Li Fenghe looked blankly.

Then, her friend told her: "We can't go back."

Li Fenghe: "Ah..."

Friend: "You can't go back until your family members are gone. This is called 'breaking the world', and it's like this for monks who worship in the fairy gate."

Li Fenghe was even more puzzled, and asked: "But at my house, there are obviously many people who have completed their studies and returned."

Having said that, I got a detailed explanation from my friends: "The ones who can go back are all ordinary sects. The head and the elder Dingtian are golden pills. We are different, Fenghe, you want to become a baby and become a god, and aspire to the great way people!"

Li Fenghe listened to the voices of his friends who were getting excited, moved his fingers slightly, and pulled his sleeves.

"So it is."

She muttered to herself.

It turned out that because of this, the family had never sent her a letter for so many years.

Obviously, every time she asked her senior brothers and sisters who went out to bring something home for her, she would put a note in the things she brought back.Saying that I miss my parents, the sweet-scented osmanthus flowers in the alley in autumn, and the series of lively footsteps when I ran and chased with my companions...

After playing like this for a whole day, at dusk, the aroma of food wafted from every house.The elder brother Dalang from the neighbor's house is always the first to stop, and hurriedly said to the others: "That's all for today, I'll go back first!"

—It turned out that she could never go back.

The friends looked at Li Fenghe's changing expression, thought it over, and decided not to speak.

Although I don't know why Feng He didn't know about this until now, but the sadness on her face is so real, anyone who sees it can't bear it.

Or leave time to her, let her be quiet for a while.

The friends silently took out the snacks, spirit wine and spirit tea that were secretly hidden under the noses of their masters, and placed them in front of Li Fenghe.

Seeing this, Li Fenghe choked suddenly, grabbed a piece of peach blossom cake, and stuffed it into his mouth.

The golden wheel has set, and the moon is on the sky.

Li Fenghe was crying while eating, and the little fat man whom Li Fenghe remembered wiped off his sweat, raised the long knife in his hand, and chopped down the wooden man next to him while counting: "Six thousand 870 one, six thousand 870 two..."

At this moment, he can no longer see the fat and puffy appearance of his childhood at all, but a slightly dark, tall and strong young man.

Without Li Fenghe's talent, and secretly targeting his childhood playmate and savior, what Wang Nian can do is to work harder than everyone else.

"Six thousand 870 three... 74... 75..."

He swung the knife once and for all.After more than ten strokes, the wooden man could no longer see its original appearance.

"76... um!"

Half of the body was cut off, and the wooden figures were scattered on the ground in a mess.

Wang Nian took out a new wooden man and continued chopping.

A thin cloud floated in, briefly covering the moonlight, and was pushed away by the wind.

The moonlight scattered again.In the same world, Li Fenghe's crying gradually quieted down, and he fell asleep with his head buried in his lap.

Wang Nian's practice continued until the sky turned pale blue.

He finally fell asleep, but some people had already got up at this time and started to follow their parents out of the stall.

Not all of the same group of spiritual practitioners who entered the Sanshengjing went on the road in various forms like Li Fenghe and Wang Nian.There are also people who only regard Reiki as a small episode in life, like flowers and plants on the side of the road, whether they have it or not, it makes no difference to them.

In addition to helping his parents in the illusion, Zhao Erlang, who was able to independently take charge of a stall at the age of fifteen or sixteen and sell steamed buns to passers-by, also studied all the way, had a clear plan for his future, and was ready to work for a certain city lord of the fairy city , as a counselor, Wu Qilang...

The female cultivators did not give up much, and were even stronger.

With Li Fenghe as an example, among this group of female cultivators, [-] or [-] have embarked on the path through various means.

For the rest, some people followed the old practitioners in the town to practice, and they were young enough to be able to take care of themselves.

There are also people who write story books, at first they find inspiration from the vague memories before birth, and later, the more inspiration bursts into their minds, the published words are sold from small towns to Daxian City.

Even Li Fenghe once saw his brothers and sisters holding the scriptures and reading them mesmerizingly during their breaks.

She didn't know that the author of this book was her childhood playmate.Otherwise, why not buy a few books to read.

The days passed.The male and female nuns who are practicing still look young, while the faces of the rest are slowly showing signs of aging.

Get married and have children.

Grow old, spoil your grandchildren...

When life is over, looking back at the past, some people are full of regrets, while others are satisfied and close their eyes.

Open it again after closing it, and you will appear in a completely strange land.

In the eyes is a towering dome, under the dome are dozens of towering columns.There are dragons entrenched on the pillars, and the giant dragons look very solemn, which makes people feel solemn.

This is where?Is it the rumored underworld?

The spiritual practitioners looked at each other.

This pair of eyes made them realize——

"Ah, Wu Qilang!"

"Miss Lu, is it really you?"

"Haha, then you must be Wang Dalang...Oh, no?"

"Wang Dalang has joined the Immortal Sect." A tall and strong man clarified, looked to the left and right, and then saw the mirror not far away.

There are also two male cultivators on the side of the mirror looking at him and his party thoughtfully.

The author has something to say:

Boss Guan (looking at Sugar Dragon and Sugar Wolf): Tsk, these two are stuck together (physics)

Xiaolang: Hmm... Brother Lan and I are also sticking together^_^