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

Wen Xuan first thought of those core disciples who were closer to him. With ordinary disciples' attitudes toward him so dark and unclear, probably only those core disciples could have equal fellowship with him and give him the answers he wanted.

Among them, Luo Qingquan was at odds with him, and Shi Buhui was always dull. Only Zhang Xiaoqing, the younger sister who was loved by the head, was his best choice at this time.

Wen Xuan immediately rushed towards Zhang Xiaoqing's residence.

He didn't know if it was lucky or unlucky. Just on the way, he saw Zhang Xiaoqing standing with another junior sister, stopping by the road and talking.

Wen Xuan and Zhang Xiaoqing have always had a good relationship, and immediately put a smile on their faces and greeted them.

At this moment, the other junior girl just raised her head and looked at him, her face changed, and she quickly pushed Zhang Xiaoqing. Zhang Xiaoqing also looked up and saw Wen Xuan, her face changed drastically.

Wen Xuan's heart sank, already feeling very bad.

The horror on Zhang Xiaoqing's face gradually faded and turned into an indescribable complex color. She looked at Wen Xuan in such a complicated manner, and then when she saw that Wen Xuan was about to approach, she slammed back and ran away with her friends, like a frightened bird.

Wen Xuan arrived at the place where they were just now, but he could only stop blankly, even his smile froze on his face.

After a long while, Wen Xuan recovered and clenched his fists tightly.

If the indifference of the previous disciples only caused a dull pain in his heart, Zhang Xiaoqing's escape at this time would undoubtedly be a knife in his heart.

He still remembered that when he chose to fall to the foundation building in order to be able to go further, Zhang Xiaoqing knelt in front of Chu Lian and begged him. In previous years, Zhang Xiaoqing had a very good relationship with him, and she was a younger sister he loved very much. What happened, even she was so to him?

After a long time, Wen Xuan regained his peace and turned around, thinking about the next person who could ask, but his thinking was inevitably a little slow.

Perhaps because of this slowness, Wen Xuan stopped abruptly after walking a few steps forward and found that someone was secretly watching him.

In fact, since he came back, there are quite a few disciples who dared not come out to say hello to him but secretly watch him behind their backs. But for this one, his eyes are especially hot. Most of the others just took a peek and left, but this one seemed to be following him.

Wen Xuan tried to walk forward two more steps, the gaze behind it really followed closely.

It's a young one, and it's very weak.

Wen Xuan made a judgment in his heart, and his back figure suddenly flashed, seeing nothing at a distance of tens of meters, and he appeared in the direction of his gaze in the blink of an eye.

The one who was secretly watching him was a junior in the sect. Seeing Wen Xuan suddenly approaching, this junior apprentice was obviously taken aback, yelled "Ah", and then suddenly retreated, accidentally tripped by a tree root, and was about to fall to the ground.

Wen Xuan stretched out his hand, grabbed his arm, and stabilized him. At the same time, Wen Xuan looked at this junior for a while, and finally recognized him, "Is it you?"

Wen Xuan almost recognized all of the inner disciples of Shuiyun Sect, and this was naturally no exception. But in front of him, the impression in Wen Xuan's mind was deeper than anything else. At first, it was this disciple who was caught by Luo Qingquan in order to speak to himself, and because of this, he and Luo Qingquan had another fight. As a result, he defeated Luo Qingquan that time and moved back to the whole city.

This junior had worshipped him, and since he was rescued at that time, he was even more grateful to him.

But at this moment, this junior has also become like everyone else, and he doesn't even want to say hello, only watching from behind.

Wen Xuan released his arm.

The Junior Brother stood still by himself, but did not thank him, but looked at Wen Xuan's gaze more complicated.

"When you come back this time, your attitude towards me is a bit strange." Wen Xuan asked him, "Did something happen?"

The other party opened his mouth, closed his lips, and gritted his teeth severely.

Isn’t anyone willing to tell yourself? Wenxuan was disappointed. He shook his head, not entangled, turned and walked back. He felt that perhaps he should return to his own cave house now and take a breath first.

"Brother Wen!" Seeing that he was about to leave, the younger brother finally couldn't help shouting, and hurriedly stopped him.

Wen Xuan stopped and looked back.

The junior took a few breaths, and the corners of his eyes were a little red, and he asked excitedly, "Those people are all nonsense, they wronged you, right?"

This question is rather interesting. Wen Xuan was shocked, turned around and looked at this person again, but his expression was very calm, "Who? What did you say?"

The junior's lips trembled.

"If you don't tell me this, how can I answer you?" Wen Xuan asked him.

"A lot of people, everyone is saying that." This Junior Brother slowly opened his mouth again, but the corners of his eyes became redder, "They all said that you are in collusion with the monster."

Collusion with demons? Wen Xuan was taken aback, and his first reaction was all nonsense.

However, he quickly remembered his identity as a half-demon, and quickly remembered the love he had prayed for the shadow demon a few days ago, and his heart sank two minutes.

But his thinking turned around, but he felt wrong.

If you collude with a demon, it's probably a matter of life experience. If you collude with a demon, it is probably the problem of the shadow demon. But colluding with demons, this statement is vague and somewhat suspicious.

"Do you believe it?" Wen Xuan asked not to answer.

"I don't want to believe it, I have always been reluctant to believe it, but..." This junior's eyes were red, "Everyone said that, everyone, everyone, said that."

Wen Xuan comforted him for a while, stabilized his emotions, and asked more carefully about the situation.

The facts were a bit beyond his expectation, but it was not particularly surprising. This kind of rumors of collusion between him and the demon did not come from after he noticed his own life, let alone after the demon was born, but before that, as early as when his front foot left the sect, he did not know where to go. Everywhere.

As expected, from Wenxuan's previous people in the sect, if this kind of rumor had only been raised for a few days, it would definitely not be able to achieve such an effect. In fact, as early as when this rumor was first raised, most people regarded it as nonsense and sneered at it.

But how long has Wenxuan left the sect? It was there for half a year.

In the past half a year, some people say this every day, some people say this from time to time, and even before they know it, everyone starts to say it. It won't work if you don't want to hear this rumor for a moment. The so-called power of repetition is terrible.

So now, even the most loyal believer in front of him has been shaken into this state.

Wen Xuan clenched his fists, feeling angrily unspeakable.

So the fact is very clear, the rumors actually have nothing to do with his life experience, and even less with the shadow demon, it is just a deliberate construction. The person who designed this structure does not even need to have the slightest evidence. Just by letting these claims penetrate the hearts of the people while he is away, he can hollow out the hopes he has accumulated in the Shuiyun Sect for so many years, and make him rejected Of thousands of miles.

"Initially I still didn't believe it, but, but..." the younger brother said again, "Just a few days ago, the demon was exactly...everyone said that this was designed by you, and it was you and the demon. The head colluded and told the sect that the position was pretended to be a good place. In fact, it was just to let the demon out..."

Wen Xuan was taken aback, as if the blood in his body was suddenly cold. The anger just now turned into cold sweat and dripped from him.

Wen Xuan suddenly realized that what he was facing was not simply a framing without evidence, otherwise there would be no reason to be such a coincidence.

He suddenly remembered a simple sentence that he had said a few days ago, "Which of those people is not a human spirit? Even if I didn't say it, could they not detect it? Brother, they know much more than we do."

And the most terrifying part of this trap lies in speciousness.

The other party mixed the demon and the demon together, which seemed vague, but what about the vagueness? Even if nine points are false and one point is really mixed, as long as that point is indeed true, as long as there is one unexplainable, Wen Xuan is finished.

By the way, the blood of the monster beast in Wen Xuan's body is unexplainable, it is iron proof.

"This rumor..." Wen Xuan's mouth was somewhat dry, "In the beginning, where did it come from?"

The younger brother in front of him shook his head. The rumors are so widespread that they can't find the origin.

"But there are a few people who are very annoying and arrogant." The younger brother gritted his teeth, "They shouted half of the message. They also let out words. If anyone of us thinks they are talking nonsense, they can wait for you. After returning, let you confront them to see who is right."

Then he reported the names of those people again.

The more I listened, the numb Wen Xuan became, and the colder my heart became.

He knew all of these people, and all of them were apprentices or relatives of the elders in the door. These people dare to be so arrogant, undoubtedly they have been instructed by the elders. Wen Xuan knew that he had really offended those elders for the sake of easy entry. But the elders alone can't make such a big climate, can't make such a big situation.

"Brother Wen," this junior looked at him expectantly, "You will confront them, right?"

Wen Xuan stood there, silent.

"You will prove they are all nonsense, right?"

"Junior Brother Sun." Wen Xuan finally said, "I'm a little tired, so you should go back to rest earlier."

Let's talk, he turned around and went back, leaving only the junior brother, standing in a daze, looking at his back, he felt silly.

Until Wen Xuan walked far away, the Junior Brother finally reacted and shouted hysterically behind, "Brother Wen! What do you mean! Isn't that group of people talking nonsense! Why don't you confront them! Why don't you prove it? Your own innocence! Why!"

Wen Xuan felt that if his heart continued to hurt like this, it might be numb.

The only thing I'm sorry is that this junior actually wants to believe in him right now.

Then Wen Xuan thought of another way, and continued to inquire about the matter a bit. Finally, he found the scene where the arrogant people were shouting at him, and went over and listened.

Sure enough, the junior brother did not say everything.

In the clamor of these people, there was a clear sentence, "Do you think he really dare to come? Haha, if he really wants to come, he has to think clearly, there is more than that in his body! Now there is only such a point, to give him a face!"

This is a threat, a plain threat.

But Wen Xuan hid in the sidelines and listened, only laughing at himself. This is a real and effective threat.

Compared to the so-called collusion with the demon, the blood of the sky demon shed on him is something more terrible. At this time, they threatened to save a face for him, and he could not risk his life experience to be exposed to confront them seriously.

Is it just to give him a face? Not really. The fact that the senior brother of the sect is actually a half-demon, this fact can not only destroy Wen Xuan, but also greatly harm the face of Shui Yunzong. If not, this so-called face would not really be reserved for him.

Wen Xuan returned to his home cave, gritted his teeth, couldn't help clenching his fist, and smashed it against the wall.

He raised his head, his eyes were almost bloodshot looking in a direction outside the cave.

The hall high in the clouds.

Head Kiko Ang!

Yes, only Ki Ziang can do all this. When did Ji Ziang know Wenxuan's half-demon life experience? Perhaps as early as in the beginning, when Chu Lian brought him back, the head knew about it.

Otherwise, even if Chu Lian snubbed this apprentice, how could he dare to use Wen Xuan like that, so dare to use such methods on Wen Xuan? Yes, Wen Xuan should have thought of it. Many things that were originally unbelievable, once combined with their own life experience, are so geographically natural.

Before that, Wen Xuan had temporarily left the sect countless times, and Ji Ziang had never taken any action against him, and even defended him in every possible way. Just because at that time Kiko Ang still coveted his extreme water roots, and expected him to practice the exercises provided by Kiko Ang. Until that day, Wen Xuan chose to return to building the foundation, and even obtained the exercises left by Ye Shengge from Chu Lian's hands. For Ji Ziang, he completely lost the value of use and was just an eye-catching burden.

Wen Xuan retracted his aching fist and sneered.

He hates it.

He is the one who has always held Shuiyunzong in charge. Before this, even if Ji Ziang lied to him like that, he could only see clearly a trusted elder. But now, Ji Ziang has used this method to destroy his entire family.

But what can he do after hating it?

Wenxuan sat down in the cave mansion, looking at the blue sky and green space outside, sitting alone. He knew he couldn't beat Ji Ziang. But what he couldn't resist more than Kikoo was the blood flowing in his own body.

He wants to carry his own blood on his back, and this is the pain he must endure.

It was the most discouraged time when familiar footsteps sounded outside the door.

When Wen Xuan saw it, he walked forward with a smiling face, "Brother, I'm sorry, I'm late. My master hasn't seen me for a long time, so I just couldn't bear to leave."

As if history repeats itself, Wen Xuan has a familiar warm current in his heart.