Let’s Talk About That Guy Who Transmigrated to Pursue Me

Wen Xuan was able to stay behind in this situation because he had come from the Ning Yuan stage after all. But it was precisely because he had just come out of the Ning Yuan stage, he still had many habits of Ning Yuan period, his physical strength and spiritual energy could not keep up, and he gradually became a little more strenuous.

For example, when he wanted to imitate the method of using a flying sword to change the ice blade from reality to reality when he was facing Luo Qingquan before, he just tried it and felt a headache, and he couldn't do it again with the ability to build the base. , On the contrary, he made himself in a hurry.

After Xue Bing'er also joined in, this kind of effort reached its climax. But he was still able to support it with all his strength, and he didn't show it at all. He seemed to be able to deal with it freely, so that the opponents couldn't touch the bottom, and the more he fought, the more anxious.

"Brother Zhao!" Xue Bing'er couldn't help but shouted, "Aren't you going to make a move!"

Those who have not yet entered the battle, except the disciple of Danxin Bieyuan who manipulates the round mask, there is only the Qingyu clan surnamed Zhao.

As for the simplicity in the round hood, at this time, he had already taken out the five or six defensive devices that Wen Xuan had given him, and wrapped himself tightly, while resisting the lightning in the hood, while continuing to slash and chop inwardly. The outer membrane, the whole person is so anxious that there are blue veins on the neck.

"Hehehe, don't worry about my sister, look at what your brother means." After the Qingyu clan surnamed Zhao shouted, he decisively took out a...vulture from his waist pocket.

Qingyu Gate and Ziyu Tower are in the same line, and they are best at catching and raising various monsters.

As soon as the bald eagle was taken out, he was driven by the person named Zhao, and flew straight to peck Wen Xuan blindly. As a result, before Wen Xuan Kong took action to deal with it, he only heard it suddenly yelled, stopped in midair, and flew back as if it had escaped, stopping shivering on the shoulder of the person named Zhao.

The person surnamed Zhao chuckled, "I heard that Shuiyun Zongwen Daoist is the nemesis of monsters, it is not surprising."

Xue Binger stamped his feet with anger.

The person surnamed Zhao didn't feel ashamed, he still looked at the few people in the court with a smile, as if the winner was in hand, and he was confident in his chest.

But Jian had already stopped that futile chop. The whole person sat in the hood under the protection of layers, and even closed his eyes after a while. His aura was blocked by the round shield, and others didn't know what he was doing, only when he finally gave up. How about not giving up? He is still refining qi after all. The reason why those people trapped him with this round mask is that they are bullying him, after all, they are just refining Qi.

Wen Xuan is already at the end of the battle. But he still didn't want to give up. In this case, he was even more and more courageous. On the contrary, he forced the few people in front of him back a bit. He wanted to make a road, at least a few more cuts outside the dome. As long as it can be saved easily, it is even a ray of life for the two.

But just as he gritted his teeth and was about to fight hard, he stepped into a clump of grass, and suddenly his ankle hurts like a bite.

The pain was very slight, but Wen Xuan was suddenly alarmed. He hurriedly backed out of the encirclement of these people, lifted his trouser legs and took a look. What he saw made his scalp numb. There was a tiny **** eye on the ankle, and a black bug was digging into him.

"Hehehe, hahaha!" The Qingyu clan surnamed Zhao burst out laughing suddenly, "You got the trick, you really got the trick!"

Wen Xuan's silver teeth bit, and the sharp blade in his hand decisively turned, resolutely cut a line at the wound, letting out a lot of blood. But the black bug was gone, and I didn't know where it went.

"It's useless!" The Qingyu clan surnamed Zhao blew a whistle, "Unless you cut this leg directly! Oh, by the way, now, even if you cut this leg directly, it's useless, it's better to just cut it directly. Strike yourself to death with a sword, hahahaha!"

Upon seeing this, Xue Bing'er also showed a little smile on his face. She also made a gesture to stop the offensive for the remaining two people, but instead stepped back two steps and guarded the Qingyumen surnamed Zhao.

"What the **** is this?" Wen Xuan asked with a black face.

"Don't worry, don't worry, you'll know soon." With a smile, the Qingyu clerk took out a small box from his waist pouch, and then took out a dog-shaped monster beast. Then he opened the small box, and there was a black bug in it.

The corners of this person's mouth were wide open, and he laughed constantly in his throat, obviously thinking about something happy. His gaze stayed on the black bug for a while, then looked at Wen Xuan with a smile, and then set his gaze on the dog-shaped monster beast again, his eyes shining brightly.

The tingling sensation of Wen Xuan's scalp was immediately passed down his back, and his whole body couldn't help feeling cold. Although he still didn't know what would happen, this intense anxiety had forced him to rush over, and the sword light shed like a horse.

But there were a whole three people guarding this person, firmly blocking Wen Xuan's offensive, making Wen Xuan unable to get close.

"Friends of Wen Dao, you regret it." Xue Bing'er looked grimly, "Soon you will regret that you didn't directly die in our ambush just now."

"Hahahaha!" The Qingyu clerk couldn't help but laughed triumphantly.

He had pinched the dog-shaped monster's mouth with one hand, opened its jaws, and handed the bug into its mouth with the other hand, and he was about to feed it and swallow it.

"No!" The intense anxiety has caused Wenxuan's heart to fall into an ice cave. The sword light grew stronger, but he was unable to break through the siege in front of him, "Stop!"

No one paid any attention to his struggle, everyone was laughing maliciously.

But at this moment, a burst of crisp crackling suddenly came out, and the laughter seemed extremely dissonant.

"What!" The guy who had been driving Jin Chan round cover suddenly exclaimed.

Before the call fell, a dark shadow had already rushed in front of his eyes.

In the current situation, Xue Bing'er and the other three were blocking Wen Xuan in front, and the disciple of Bieyuan and the Qingyu Clan were behind. When the black shadow rushed, the three of them could not stop him, and the disciple of Bieyuan's loyalty was also frightened, only to retreat.

But the black shadow didn't care about him at all, and a lightning-fast sword slashed directly at the head of the Qingyumen.

Of course, the black shadow that suddenly rushed past can only be simple. At the place where Jian was originally located, the pale gold dome had broken into pieces and spread on the ground. At this critical moment, he unexpectedly broke out of the dome by himself.

But how could he break through? Everyone couldn't turn this turn at once, and couldn't help but feel a little sluggish, and even the encirclement of Wen Xuan was empty for a moment.

The Blue Feather Clan was also frightened by the sudden situation, his hands could not help but loosen, and the dog-shaped monster beast screamed and ran away.

But the black bug was still in his other hand.

"Junior Brother Jian!" Wen Xuan couldn't help exclaiming when he saw this scene, "Be careful!"

But this sound is too late. At the same time as the sword light slashed, the Qingyu sect's palm conditioned a shot forward, just on the simple neck.

But in an instant, the black bug got in.

"Junior Brother Jian..." Before Wen Xuan was worried, the whole person was hit hard, and he couldn't help taking a step back.

At this moment, many strange feelings suddenly appeared in his heart. There were many... many emotions that did not belong to him, many thoughts that did not belong to him, and many things he had never seen before, suddenly all burst out of his heart.

But those things were too many and too complicated, and they only rushed through his heart in a muddle, and could not carve anything in the memory, leaving only a feeling of connectedness.

But there is another picture, because it is too strange, Wen Xuan actually remembered it.

It was a square room, and the wall was made of clay, as flat as a knife. And every wall that was so flat was painted strangely white. This white room has a window, the style of the window looks very strange to Wenxuan, with the same white curtain. The white sheets, the white bedding, the white clothes, the white door, the strange bottle hanging by the bed, and some strange instruments ticking around. There was a strange smell lingering on the tip of the nose, not fragrant or smelly, indescribable and hard to ignore.

This is the picture that is repeated the most among those thoughts that suddenly came from Jian.

Although it is so white, the image does not feel bright and clean, but a bit cold and sad.

Wen Xuan wanted to look at this picture more carefully, but this feeling of connectedness was only for a moment. When he came back to his senses and re-recognized the reality in front of him, the step he took back had just stood firm.

Fortunately, the three people who were besieging him were also in a certain daze because of shock, and did not take advantage of this time to attack him.

As for the three of them, the short Dan Xin Bieyuan disciple was already paralyzed to the ground, almost peeing out of fright.

In front of this person's eyes, a simple hand lifted the knife and dropped it, and a sharp blade cut iron like mud, and directly cut off half of the head of the fox-eyed Qingyu sect. The other half of his head fell on the side, still bouncing and rolling on the ground, spilling red and white things, disgusting and terrifying.

At this time, Jian Jian was reaching out to touch his neck, his fingertips pressed lightly on the **** eyes bitten by the black bug, and his brows were slightly frowned. At that moment, he was naturally connected to Wen Xuan's mood for an instant, but because of Wen Xuan's past, he had known for a long time that the impact he had received was not that great.

The bright red blood dripped from the blade of Cheng Liang, and it condensed into a small pool on the ground. This is no longer the sword in the hands of Jian Jian before, but the new sword that Wen Xuan had just given him with his front foot, which was most suitable for the base-building period.

Simply remove the fingertips from the neck and smile disdainfully. He held the **** sword like this, his brows were full of anger, but the corners of his mouth smiled and looked at the remaining people, "Should I be grateful to you?"

In the desperate situation trapped by the round hood, he simply broke through the cauldron and made a desperate attempt to break through to the foundation building at that critical moment.

And he just smiled like this, squinted his eyes, holding the sword, and slowly walked out of the corpse with only half of the head left, and walked towards the other people step by step. The blood was splashed all over, like an evil ghost who just stepped out of the underworld.

Not only Na Dan Xin Bieyuan disciple, but also the three people here were scared and their faces turned green.

Although they are not good people, they are not old after all. Such **** scenes are still rare, and they have not been relieved until now.

So at the same time, let the simple Qi machine out. That is the Qi machine that has belonged to the foundation building period. Either simply because of the perfectly balanced five-element spirit root, or because of his current rage, this aura is actually a bit stronger than the usual foundation-building monks.

"Ah! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

Simple but didn't care about him at all.

After beheading the hateful Qingyu Clan, Jian Heng looked at only one person in his eyes-Xue Bing'er.

Quickly accelerated, the tip of the sword made a hissing sound on the ground, and instantly rushed to Xue Bing'er. There is no doubt that he wanted to kill this woman in one fell swoop.

Xue Bing'er let out a scream, and attacked in a panic, wanting to defend with offense. But even when she was still in the Qi refining period, Jian had never been afraid of her, how could she be afraid now? With such a panic attack, he only shook his figure and easily resolved it, and the sharp blade of the sword still slashed directly at Xue Bing'er. At this moment, the wind brought by the blade almost scratched her face.

The two male disciples of the Penglai North School who had been guarding her were also taken by the simple aura at this time, and they have not been able to react until now.

In this case, seeing the next easy breath can kill the woman.

However, Xue Bing'er still escaped.

It was not anyone who saved Xue Bing'er, but a magic weapon she carried with her. At the moment of the moment, she saw the jade pendant on her waist suddenly shine, and the white light was released to wrap Xue Bing'er completely, blocking all the offensive of Jian. When the white light dissipated, Xue Bing'er had disappeared.

A magical device with transmission function?

With a twitch of Jian's cheek, he can only flick the tip of his sword boredly, "These rich people."

He looked away and looked at the two remaining people.

The two of them didn't react until the tip of the simple sword was about to reach the tip of Xue Bing'er's nose, and they were about to approach the simple attack, but they were stopped by Wen Xuan who also reacted. Then the scene where Xue Bing'er was wrapped in white light and escaped made the two people stunned.

When Jian Jian looks over, what else can these two people hesitate? Decisively ran away holding the sword.

Simplicity wanted to chase, but his figure couldn't help but lean away. He had just stepped into a new realm, and he even made two killer moves before it was stable. Under the aura of aura, he was really uncomfortable.

"Junior Brother Jian!" Wen Xuan rushed to his side and quickly supported him.

At this time, these people who were blocking the road ran away dead, and they let out a sigh of relief, and fell into Wenxuan's arms, revealing their fragile side unabashedly.

Wen Xuan held his hands and carefully poured in his own spiritual energy, slowly helping him sort out the turbulent spirit in his body. After a while, I felt much better in Simple Swim, and my eyes closed slightly. Wen Xuan's eyes fell on his trembling eyelashes for a long time, then at his pale face, and finally turned to his neck.

On the side of the neck, the tiny red blood eyes fell on the simple snow-white skin, extremely conspicuous.

"Junior Brother Jian..." Wen Xuan wanted to say something, but he stopped talking. He looked at the terrible corpse of the Qingyu Clan who was lying there again, with a strange expression.

Simply opened his eyes, seeing this scene, thought Wen Xuan thought he shouldn't kill.

Wen Xuan really didn't like him killing people, but since he killed them in that situation, Wen Xuan wouldn't be entangled. Now Wenxuan is struggling with another matter.

He lightly touched the **** eye on Jian Jian's neck. The fingertips were slightly cool, and they shivered easily.

"What is this?" Wen Xuan asked.

"A kind of gu poison." Simple replied, shrinking his neck, "A thing raised by Qingyu Sect."

Wen Xuan was surprised, "You know?"

Simplicity couldn't help being speechless for a while. Obviously, although Wen Xuan asked him, he didn't expect him to answer at all, and it was more like talking to himself.

But now that he knew it simply, Wen Xuan asked by the way, "What kind of poison?"

"...Probably it is Concentric Gu." Then, before Wen Xuan continued to ask questions, he simply blocked it first, "I don't know the specifics."

Of course this is lying. I don’t know how much the Tongxin Gu played a role in the original work. Its function has been repeatedly emphasized several times, and the simplicity has long been remembered. In the middle and late stages of the original work, one of Qin Shiyu's sisters used this thing to get it.

But since he said so, Wen Xuan would not doubt it, but sighed secretly.

Although it is not clear, based on the strange feeling in the moment after the simple move, and the name of Tongxin Gu, Wen Xuan estimated that the two identical black bugs should be two sides of the same body, like one. The two ends of the line can connect the two people in Zhonggu. Thinking about it this way, and then thinking that another bug had almost been fed to that dog-shaped monster beast, Wen Xuan couldn't help feeling nauseous.

Now that the Gu with him is simple, his mood is even more complicated. On the one hand, I was fortunate that it was not someone else who was connected with my heart and blood, and on the other, I didn't know whether this kind of poison would be harmful to the two of them.

"Senior brother..." At this moment, he asked him simply and cautiously, "When we were among Gu, have you... seen anything?"

Wen Xuan looked at him weirdly, "Did you see anything?"

"It seems that I saw a little bit of the past of the senior brother." Simply replied, "but it just passed by in a flash, and I didn't see it clearly."

past? Was the scene I saw at that time the past of another person?

So is the weird white room actually a simple past?

Wen Xuan opened his lips, and almost every question slipped to his lips, but there was no exit.

Brother Jian, what was your past like? Wen Xuan found himself unable to ask this question. It wasn't until this moment that he realized that he knew nothing about the past of the young man before him.

But through the nervous appearance of Simplicity, Wen Xuan could feel that he did not want to let himself know.

So Wen Xuan fell silent awkwardly.

In this awkward silence, the body of the Qingyu Clan who had been ignored by the two suddenly moved slightly.