Everytime I wake up I'm on the way to get married [Quick Transmigration]

In the early morning of the next day, Wei Hefeng returned to the door of the bedroom under Ning Shenrong's instruction.

Standing in front of this door, he had mixed feelings in his heart.

He couldn't return home last night, and he didn't want his disciples to know about this embarrassing incident, so he spent the night at the top of the mountain gate with a cold wind, and his body is still cold to this day.

"Brother Chen, are you awake?"

After the words fell, the two wooden doors opened automatically without wind, and slowly opened with a "squeak".

Wei Hefeng tightened and loosened his hands behind his back before he lifted his feet across the threshold and came inside the door.

Seeing that Chen Yuan was still sitting cross-legged on the futon, meditating and adjusting his breath, and even the folds of his clothes were the same as yesterday, he couldn't help but wonder, "Is Senior Brother Chen feeling unwell? If you need help, please let me know—"

"what's up."

The hypocritical concern was interrupted, Wei Hefeng's eyes twitched, and he had no choice but to express his intentions: "The head of the sect wants to have a face-to-face talk with Senior Brother Chen about Sect Master Chu."

The spiritual power all over Chen Yuan's body that could not be detected by naked eyes stagnated suddenly.

He opened his eyes and looked at Wei Hefeng.

The latter watched his red eyes gradually turn black, and he didn't know when he held his breath before returning to normal, "Senior Brother Chen?"

Chen Yuan drew back his momentum and stood up, "Let's go."

Wei Hefeng hadn't gotten used to his resolute personality yet, seeing that he agreed to go without a single question, he was stunned again before recovering, "Ah, this way please!"

Chen Yuan followed him to the direction of the Promise Palace.

In the script, Ning Shenrong, the sect master of the Wuji Mansion, has reached the fusion stage at this time, and ranks extremely high in the entire cultivation world. Rong may have personally acted early, disturbing the righteous way and disturbing the peace.

The original owner will become a minion of the Wuji Mansion, and he must be inseparable from it.

On the way, Wei Hefeng tried to probe Chen Yuan again, "Senior Brother Chen, I know you have advanced cultivation, but being possessed by a demon is not a trivial matter. If you really feel unwell, you must not force yourself to endure it. The master of the sect has always been kind to his disciples. If you If you ask for help, he will definitely not refuse."

Wei Hefeng couldn't help turning his face to look over when he didn't hear Chen Yuan's reply after speaking.

Facing the flashing red light in Chen Yuan's eyes.

"Are you finished?"

Alarm bells rang in Wei Hefeng's heart, he swallowed, "It's over."

"lead the way."

Wei Hefeng had no choice but to lead the way in silence.

The two came to the meeting hall one after the other, but there was no one inside the door.

Chen Yuan looked at Wei Hefeng.

The latter quickly explained, "The sect master will be here soon, please wait for a while, senior brother Chen."

Chen Yuan glanced around in a blink of an eye, and his eyes froze for a moment.

Wei Hefeng has been paying attention to his movements, and seeing him stepping forward, he also followed behind, "Senior Brother Chen?"

Chen Yuan stepped up the steps, walked to the main desk in the hall, and reached out to take an orange from the square plate made by Xuan Jing.

Wei Hefeng didn't know what he meant, and was about to ask a question when footsteps came from outside the door.

"You are the chief disciple of Wan Jianzong," a gloomy and hoarse voice came from far to near, "Chen Yuan?"

Chen Yuan put his hand holding the orange in his sleeve, looked back at Ning Shenrong, "That's right."

Ru Mo's long hair set off his sharp eyebrows and eyes like a sword, and his red clothes were extremely eye-catching in the dark and dull hall.

Ning Shenrong did not expect that Chen Yuan, who was ignorant of the world and insane in his practice in the secret report, would look like this.

His thoughts changed sharply, and he took a step forward, "Hefeng told me that you intend to avenge Chu Yuanhong."

"Correct."

"So, you have already agreed to all three conditions of this seat." Ning Shenrong smiled lightly, "But he doesn't know that your meridians have been injured by demonic energy, and your current cultivation level is less than half that of when you were at your peak. Virgo helps you find out the real culprit, how can you take revenge?"

Ning Shenrong's cultivation had already broken through to fit together, and Chen Yuan was not surprised when he saw the injury.

It's just that in the world of cultivation, the level of realm is like a moat, and Ning Shenrong is a whole level higher than him, and the addition of demonic energy into his body has greatly suppressed his own cultivation. It may be difficult to compare the level with force.

"However, it doesn't matter," Ning Shenrong said again, and he walked slowly in front of Chen Yuan, "I have a way to relieve you—"

He didn't finish his sentence, and took advantage of Chen Yuan's unpreparedness to strike suddenly!

Chen Yuan twitched his brows slightly, made a wrong foot, and turned sideways to avoid his palm.

Ning Shenrong frowned, obviously surprised and dissatisfied that Chen Yuan dodged his tricks, the red and black color of his palm became darker, "Now you have been injured by the devil qi and have not healed at all, no matter how good your physical skills are, I will See how you want to resist the secret technique of this seat!"

As soon as the words fell, there was a strong wind in the hall, and the red and black devil energy suddenly turned into a cyclone!

Wei Hefeng on the side opened his eyes wide, and quickly flew back to avoid being affected by Ning Shenrong's exercises.

Standing in the cyclone, Chen Yuan felt a sharp pain in his head.

As Ning Shenrong said, he is currently under a lot of restrictions, and he is indeed a bit reluctant to deal with the secret method that Ning Shenrong is doing his best.

"You can still hold on," Ning Shenrong half-closed his eyes, "I underestimated you. So, how can I let you go!"

The formulas in his hands are complicated and unpredictable, and every time he transforms them, Chen Yuan's Lingtai will be shocked.

After a long time, Ning Shenrong laughed again, his arms shook violently, "Let's go here!"

A trace of blood snaked down Chen Yuan's lips in response.

He looked at Ning Shenrong, his lacquered starry eyes dimmed bit by bit, and they closed slowly after a while.

Wei Hefeng, who was on the sidelines, had a smile on his face.

Bewildered, Chen Yuan will obey Ning Shenrong's orders in the future, and will not pose a threat to him again, which is the safest way.

"Master, it's done!"

Ning Shenrong also closed his momentum with a smile, "This son is extremely talented, and his perseverance is absolutely extraordinary. He can be used by me. One day, he will definitely make people in the righteous way frightened."

Wei Hefeng echoed again and again.

"That's all," Ning Shenrong said with a smile, "this time you are credited. The merits and demerits will be offset, and you will be exempted from punishment for doing things badly."

Surprised and delighted, Wei Hefeng quickly touched the ground on one knee, "The sect master is kind!"

Ning Shenrong waved his hand before continuing to walk in the direction of Chen Yuan.

Chen Yuan closed his eyes and stood on the same spot, but his face was still stern. Ning Shenrong looked closely at his facial features, and suddenly said: "He is wearing a wedding dress, who is he marrying today?"

Wei Hefeng replied, "He is the son of Chu Yuanhong, Chu Jianglou."

"Chujiang Tower?" Ning Shenrong murmured the name in his mouth, "Alright, after Chen Yuan recuperates, the first person to kill is this Chujiang Tower."

Wei Hefeng didn't know why, so he just clasped his fists together.

Ning Shenrong didn't speak any more.

He raised his hand and pointed to Chen Yuan's brow, intending to wake him up.

However, when his two fingers were less than half an inch away from Chen Yuan, Wei Hefeng suddenly exclaimed!

"He's awake!"

Chen Yuan suddenly opened his eyes.

The red color in his eyes faded away, the black eyes like a cold pool were bottomless, his expression seemed indifferent, but his eyes were full of coldness.

Ning Shenrong's pupils constricted!

For many years, he has not felt such a threat!

He took a sharp step back, and lifted a spirit shield from bottom to top with the hand hanging by his side, blocking Chen Yuan's blow just in time.

Seeing this, Wei Hefeng gritted his teeth and walked behind Chen Yuan, raising his sword to attack.

Chen Yuan's eyes were smooth to the corners of his eyes, looking for the sound to identify his position, and when he rushed forward, he volleyed behind Wei Hefeng with his feet.

"you--!"

Chen Yuan's eyelids were slightly drawn, and there was an invisible breath twisted into his palms.

Not long after, he frowned slightly, gathered and loosened his five fingers, and the air in his palm turned one gold and one red from left to right.

Dazzling spiritual power and cold devilish energy suddenly arise!

The Moxuan sword clanged out of its sheath behind it, and the sound of the sword's chant shook the heavens and the earth!

Chen Yuan turned his eyes to Wei Hefeng who stood in front of Ning Shenrong.

Wei Hefeng's hand holding the sword kept trembling, "You, how can you manipulate the magic energy? It's impossible, it's impossible..."

Ning Shenrong was also full of disbelief, "Since ancient times, good and evil have never been perfect, how can the sect's kung fu be integrated with the magic cultivation kung fu, and how can you learn the magic kung fu today if you become a demon today? Who are you!"

Wei Hefeng turned pale with shock, "Aren't you Chen Yuan? Who are you!"

"Noisy."

Chen Yuan's brows furrowed slightly.

There is no need to completely master the ability of the small world, the Mo Xuan Sword has already moved according to the owner's will, piercing through the air!

Seeing this, Ning Shenrong didn't want to wait any longer.

Unless Chen Yuan's cultivation base surpassed his entire level, otherwise he could see that Chen Yuan's situation just now was true. If it was the former, then he would hardly survive today, so he might as well give it a go.

Thinking of this, he quickly made a hand seal!

The golden and red rays of light all over Chen Yuan flourished at the same time.

Facing Ning Shenrong with a full-strength blow, he raised his fingers together, and the two beams of light rushed forward, turning into one in the middle, colliding fiercely with Ning Shenrong's red-black streamer!

"boom--!"

The hall trembled.

Ning Shenrong looked solemn.

Compared with Ning Shenrong, Chen Yuan still has more energy.

He walked slowly to Ning Shenrong's condensed aura, and lightly tapped it with his fingers, the aura shattered in response.

Ning Shenrong's face turned pale, blood oozing from his lips.

The red-black streamer froze suddenly, and was scattered by the golden-red light, and Ning Shenrong was even pierced by the golden dragon's head!

He couldn't help it, spit out a mouthful of blood and fell on his front, his hair also fell down from the crown, looking embarrassed, "Who are you?"

Chen Yuan finally spoke, and he said in a low voice, "I am Chen Yuan."

After the words, Ning Shenrong waved his hand slightly, and Ning Shenrong fell to his knees on the ground with his knees cracked.

"Give me my life, I will definitely obey your orders in the future!"

Chen Yuan only said that he hadn't heard of it, and referred to it as a blade——

He suddenly frowned again.

The spiritual power and magic energy in the dantian that had been adjusted all night were exhausted.

Powerless, the golden blade slowly dissipated between his fingers.

Ning Shenrong thought that begging for mercy was effective, and said: "You still need me to help you find out who killed Chu Yuanhong, you can't kill me!"

Chen Yuan stood where he was, and glanced at him condescendingly.

Ning Shenrong clutched his chest, "Everyone in the Wuji Mansion must do their best to investigate!"

Mo Xuanjian returned to its sheath suddenly with the sound of breaking wind.

Wei Hefeng, who was covered in sword wounds, staggered in and saw Ning Shenrong kneeling in front of Chen Yuan. He was terrified, but his feet seemed to be nailed in place, unable to move.

Chen Yuan looked at him.

Facing those ruthless black eyes, Wei Hefeng was in a turmoil, "Senior Brother Chen, I never wanted to kill you, please—"

"Send me back to rest." Chen Yuan interrupted his trembling begging for mercy, "Lead the way."

Wei Hefeng and Ning Shenrong looked at each other.

The latter scolded angrily: "Idiot, don't lead the way yet!"

Wei Hefeng came back to his senses after being scolded, "Bring, bring! Brother Chen, this way please..."

Walking to the door, Chen Yuan paused slightly.

Wei Hefeng was frightened, "Brother Chen?"

Chen Yuan turned around, looked at the master on the table in the hall, "Bring these little things."

Wei Hefeng followed his line of sight and looked over.

As soon as there was suspicion on his face, Ning Shenrong couldn't help scolding: "Not yet!"

Wei Hefeng shuddered, hurriedly limped and trotted over with the wounded and disabled, picked up the oranges on the table, limped back, and asked cautiously, "Senior brother Chen, is this it?"

Chen Yuan nodded slightly.

"Let's go."