Amnesiac Long Aotian's Cannon Fodder Master [Transmigration Book]

Ji Wuren felt that all the voices were far away from him, and the emotion that was kept in his heart and could only be savored secretly was magnified. He saw Lin Qingheng sitting on the eaves of the small sloping room at the moment, looking at him with a slight smile.

The bright moonlight cast a white rim on Lin Qingheng. The man sat tall, looking at him with tenderness, as if he would never be able to touch him.

Ji Wuren stared blankly, would that person also look at him with such eyes?

No, no, he must be wrong.

Ji Wuren bit the tip of his tongue fiercely, the stinging pain made him wake up a bit, he looked up again, there was no one on the eaves, and Lin Qingheng's voice came from behind: "Wu Ren, wake up Wu Ren, this will bring you hallucinations , don't immerse yourself in it!"

"Master, how are you doing?" Ji Wuren hurried over, "Where's that demon cultivator, has he run away?"

"Yeah, run away, quickly, pick me up, I have no strength."

Ji Wuren quickly picked him up and walked out. Lin Qingheng's warm body temperature pressed against his chest, which made him a little nervous, and he had nothing to say: "But Master, why is it so foggy here?"

Lin Qingheng hugged his neck, leaned his head on his shoulder, and said lazily: "Did you forget? The magician was beaten away by us just now, this is the illusion he created for us, just go out."

"Oh."

"Bladeless."

"What's the matter, Master?"

"Do you like me?"

Ji Wuren's pupils contracted suddenly, and he stopped suddenly, all the muscles in his body tensed up instantly, why did Master know?what to do?What should he do?

"You, why are you suddenly..."

Lin Qingheng: "Because I heard your heartbeat, it was beating very fast and urgently. If you think about it, you will find that the closer I am to you, the more nervous you will be."

Ji Wuren's throat rolled, and he said with difficulty: "Master, Master, I...I treat you..." Caught off guard, Ji Wuren didn't know how to deal with it, but Master actually knew?Will he hate him for staying away from him, what should he do?

"Shh, don't talk." Lin Qingheng put his finger on Ji Wuren's lips, and the numbness of the subtle touch made Ji Wuren stop breathing, "I won't blame you, people have seven emotions and six desires. It's nothing, and we demon cultivators are free-spirited, don't we? What about the master-student relationship at the mere level, who stipulated that the master-student cannot fall in love?"

"You, what did you say?" Ji Wuren felt that he didn't understand Lin Qingheng's meaning, and even felt that he was dreaming. Is the master's words really what he thought?

Lin Qingheng smiled: "I'm so nervous that I can't breathe anymore, do you need me to help you?"

Ji Wuren's eyes fell on Lin Qingheng's face. Before he could figure it out, Lin Qingheng's face was already close to him, and there was only a palm distance between them. Lin Qingheng looked at his lips and said, "What are you thinking?"

His hand caressed Ji Wuren's face, gently caressing it, with an indescribable feeling.

Ji Wuren's brain exploded with a bang, he thought, this is a dream, Lianhuahui, that magic cultivator, are all fake, he and Master are still in the group of demon mountains...

However, the Lin Qingheng in front of me is so real, the voice, the smell...

At this moment, he felt the air around him tremble, and he immediately pretended to check the situation to avoid that gaze and turned his head to look, and met a pair of eyes, Ji Wuren's heart shuddered, it was the demon cultivator at the gathering of flowers !

"Why are you still here?"

The demon cultivator looked at him in shock, "You, you fell in love with your master? The person in your heart is him!?"

Ji Wuren lightened his arms, he didn't need to look, he already understood in an instant, what was just now was an illusion, and he still hasn't stepped out of the illusion created by the magician.

He was speechless for a moment, and the delusion hidden in his heart was so straightforwardly and ruthlessly revealed, all kinds of emotions in his heart surged, shame, disappointment, embarrassment, self-blame, etc...

Seeing Ji Wuren sober, the demon cultivator was a little surprised: "Can you see me? How could you break free? It seems that you yourself are very clear that this is a fruitless friendship. Alas, seeing you is a little pitiful, so I just Tell you to let you give up, after all, you are the first person who can still perceive me in the illusion.

"Your master, it seems like you have lost your love and desire, and you don't pretend to be someone in your heart. How is this possible? After so many years of cultivation, any thought of liking will be scattered by my sobriety." Catch it, but he just didn't, even a fairy cultivator, he can't do it."

Ji Wuren's heart was broken just now, and now he was told that Lin Qingheng had no one in his heart, and he didn't know whether to be happy or disappointed. There were mixed feelings, and negative emotions prevailed. He stared at Jiang Yandu viciously, Let the demon spirit vent at will, and this person in front of him has become the target of his venting.

The black lines on his forehead flashed, his five fingers turned into claws, Jiang Yandu was sucked uncontrollably, and Ji Wuren grabbed his neck.

Now it was Jiang Yan's turn to be shocked. What did he see just now?Magic pattern? ? ?

Is this a demon in front of you?

The next moment, the coercion of Huamowen was suppressed straight down, Jiang Yandu was like a duck pinched by the neck, his breathing was cut off, his face flushed red, and his veins protruded.

This young man is really a demon king!How is this possible? The Demon Race has not been commanded by a Demon Lord for many years, and everyone in the Three Realms knows it.

Jiang Yandu felt as if he was going to die. The coercion of the magic pattern cannot be unaffected by all natural demon cultivators, not to mention that Ji Wuren deliberately targeted him.

No, I can't take it anymore.The face of the person close in front of him was indifferent, but his eyes were filled with endless black energy, and his pupils were dark red.Like a real monster.

If he didn't run away, he would really be killed.

Ji Wuren only felt a lightness in his hand, and when he raised his eyes again, Jiang Yandu was gone. He didn't care so much, he covered his chest and knelt down half-kneeling, his magic pattern was not stable yet, he forcibly opened the pattern, and was backlashed up.

The monsters in Ji Wuren's inner mansion bared their teeth and claws excitedly, and scenes of recovered memories flashed before Ji Wuren's eyes.He hugged his head in pain.

"Do you know why I left you alone in the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons?" It was Lin Qingheng's voice, and Ji Wuren knew it was fake. Although Jiang Yandu ran away, the illusion was still there.

"You have recovered part of your memories of being in the Valley of Demons. Do you think there must be a reason for me not being there, right? Of course, I did it on purpose. I originally wanted to leave you behind and let you live on your own." Self-destructive, who knew you would come out alive, what a fate."

On the face exactly like Lin Qingheng's was Ji Wuren's unfamiliar contempt, Ji Wuren supported the ground and looked up at him.

"As expected of the Demon Lord, after all, you have some skills. God is helping me. You have lost your memory, hahaha, and you even recognized your enemy as your master, and you still love me. Don't you think this is ridiculous? Hahahaha Ha ha."

"Why aren't you surprised, don't you feel angry? I used you, don't you believe it?"

Ji Wuren looked a little weak, he suppressed the demon spirit, and said softly: "Why am I not surprised? Maybe it's because I have received too much malice in my life. I watched my parents die in front of my eyes since I was a child, and no one rescued me." , No one has ever helped me, even if Master appeared, deep down in my heart I still couldn’t believe that someone would treat me so wholeheartedly and without expecting anything in return.”

Ji Wuren knew that this Lin Qingheng was the projection of his heart, so he said something directly to that "Lin Qingheng": "Is it because the memory that I haven't remembered is quietly affecting me, so in my illusion, I deeply Will someone I love show up and bring back my worst fears? What else is there in the things I've forgotten, and it's even worse?"

Ji Wuren covered his face with his hands, "Why do I lose my memory?"

This is the first time Ji Wuren has seriously thought about this issue since he lost his memory, and he is still in this situation.If what he cares most about Master is a lie, and everything he has now will be reduced to nothing, then what will he be left with?What else does he have?

Unreasonable desperation covered him up. This illusion really aroused his deepest desire, and also aroused his darkest and most feared things, both because of Lin Qingheng.

The demon absorbed the emotion, and opened his teeth and claws excitedly. The backlash from the magic pattern made him thirsty for blood. His willpower was no longer enough to fight this desire under the consumption of the demon, so he licked his lips hungrily.

"Lin Qingheng" said: "I know what you are thinking, come on, do you want to drink my blood?"

After finishing speaking, he actually cut his wrist open, and blood flowed down his fingers.

The fishy and sweet taste instantly occupied Ji Wuren's sense of smell, Ji Wuren trembled all over, and even his heart trembled violently, yes, it was this smell, only in his master's blood.

But he became sober on the contrary. This was his illusion. Even if that illusion could imitate Lin Qingheng's taste, it was still fake. Even if he drank it, he couldn't change anything, it could only make him immerse himself deeper in this illusion.

Ji Wuren guided himself to go in an extreme direction, the more he yearned for it, the less he would drink, and the resistance was actively stimulated by him, he said, "I will never drink your blood, you are fake, master Still waiting for me outside, I will not lose to you."

Ji Wuren sat down cross-legged according to the method Lin Qingheng taught him, and began to breathe. The black flower on the soul swayed slightly, and a strange force penetrated out, which very effectively calmed the demon spirit.

This was what Lin Qingheng taught him when they were cultivating in the Monster Mountains a few days ago. According to him, Lin Qingheng can pass his magic flower power to Ji Wuren, which can suppress backlash very well.

Ji Wuren asked him what the power of the magic flower was, and if passing it on to him would affect Lin Qingheng himself.Lin Qingheng only said that it was a special technique that he cultivated, and that he could cultivate this kind of power for his own use, but he didn't say what it was used for.

Thinking about it now, Master should use this kind of power to eliminate the influence of being possessed.

"Wu Ren, you feel bad, don't you, why don't you drink my blood? Open your eyes and look at me."

Ji Wuren closed his eyes tightly and suppressed the demon with his heart: "You are the demon in my heart, I will not let you succeed."

"No, I am not a demon. You are wrong. I am your inner desire. All my actions are born of you, whether it is love or hate."

Ji Wuren's face was sullen, it seemed that he was determined not to speak anymore.

The next moment, a small voice came, Ji Wuren held back his eyes, because that person couldn't hurt him anyway, and the next moment, his lips softened, and the warm liquid entered his mouth with a sweet taste, Ji Wuren Wuren opened his eyes in shock.

The face of "Lin Qingheng" was magnified in front of his eyes, the high bridge of the nose rubbed against his skin, Ji Wuren didn't dare to move, the hand on his shoulder touched his neck, and gently touched it.

With a thud, the liquid in his mouth was swallowed into his throat.

"Lin Qingheng" let go of Ji Wuren, wiped his lips with his fingers, and smiled at him, with a hint of color in his coldness.

Ji Wuren felt that the figure of that person became blurred, the picture in front of him was distorted, and the whole world was floating.

I might be crazy... Ji Wuren thought.

"Wake up without a blade, really, why don't you wake up?"

Ji Wuren's heart that didn't know where it flew fell hard, he opened his eyes suddenly, and saw Lin Qingheng sitting beside him with a face full of anxiety, with one hand on his back heart to transmit the power of the magic flower to him , The other finger was actually bitten by him, the sharp canine teeth pierced the pulp of the finger, and drops of blood flowed into his mouth.

Ji Wuren was stunned and froze like a stone statue.

Seeing that he woke up, Lin Qingheng was completely exhausted, he let go of the hand on his back, and moved the fingers of the other hand: "Finally woke up, open your mouth, do both, I finally called you back. "

Ji Wuren hurriedly spat out Lin Qingheng's finger, then watched in a daze as he healed the wound on his finger, and the flying three souls and seven souls smashed back into his body, the touch in his mouth was still there.

He stood up suddenly and ran away without saying a word.