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

After that day, Wenxuan simply hid it in that cave without anyone seeing it. In order to prevent people from entering by mistake, he not only laid a thick protective formation at the entrance of the cave, but also moved the rocks to block the opening on the top.

"Brother, these are for your own good. After all, if you are seen now, no one knows what will happen." He stroked Wen Xuan's hair, gently soothing, "But don't worry, everything is temporary Yes, I can definitely find a way to restore your body."

The sky light that would have penetrated was also blocked, and the cave was completely dark.

Wen Xuan closed his eyes in the darkness, did not raise any objections, and did not react at all, as if he had heard nothing.

Knowing that he was hurt too badly, he sighed, but after a while he was cheered up again, believing that he could heal the wound one day.

It's just that during this period of time, there are many other things to do in Simple. He opened a cave outside the cave, pretending to be a solitary casual cultivator, and would leave every day to find places where other monks gathered, or to listen or trade, trying to find what he needed.

He would not go far, he would definitely come back every evening, enter the cave to accompany Wenxuan, and talk for a few hours without reason or disregard. In the first few days, Wen Xuan would not take care of it, but simply did not care. Whenever he talked about exhaustion alone, he would quietly lean on Wen Xuan's side. There was no loss or depression in his face, as if as long as he was leaning so Around Wen Xuan is his greatest satisfaction.

After about three to five days, Wen Xuan still didn't respond, but he always saw everything in his eyes.

One day, I simply ran far during the day, and when I came back at night, I was out of breath, but after a few words with a strong smile, I couldn't hold it, and fell asleep at Wenxuan's feet.

Wen Xuan moved that foot carefully to make the simple pillow more comfortable.

After a while, he couldn't help but leaned his head closer and looked at Jian Jian's sleeping face carefully.

In the absence of Dayan Jian, he has been trying hard to adapt to the body of this monster. Now it is effortless to see things in the dark. It is a pity that he has not made much progress in the control of the monster energy. Qi converges clean. Fortunately, Jian's cultivation base is very solid now, even if he still maintains his body protection aura in his sleep, he is not afraid of being hurt by him again.

He stared at Jian Jian's slightly tired sleeping face for a long time, then carefully lowered his head and rubbed Jian Jian's shoulder.

He thought he was rubbing very lightly, but Jian Jian was suddenly awakened.

Wen Xuan wanted to avoid it again, pretending that he had done nothing, it was too late. Simply raised his hand and hooked his neck, tilted his head against his neck, and whispered, "Brother, are you finally not angry with me?"

Wen Xuan stiffened his neck for a moment, and then silently sighed in his heart. After all, he could not maintain the indifference, but retracted his head and rubbed against Jian again.

At this time, he wanted to say something. But even if he has been trying hard to speak out in the past few days, what he finally utters is only some ugly syllables, and he really does not want to be easily heard. If you write on the ground, you can express meaning, but it's really a bit unpleasant. In the end, he chose to use this method to express his intimacy.

"Brother, brother..." Simply let him rub, and his heart was overjoyed, his face was so smiled that he almost narrowed his eyes, "Brother, that's great..."

After a few such whispers, he leaned there again and fell asleep.

Not long after, Wen Xuan put his head next to him, and fell asleep as well. It was a little bit cold at night, and Wen Xuan curled up, enclosing Jian Jian in the middle.

As soon as I opened my eyes the next day, I saw a large fluffy tail covering my body, which was very warm.

It's a pity that he didn't even touch his tail with his hand with only a slight move. Wen Xuan brushed the ground and pulled the tail back, apparently awake long ago.

Jian Jian turned his head and saw Wen Xuan squatting there and patted the ground with his paw.

There are a few typography there, just before waking up this morning.

It was rare that Wen Xuan was willing to communicate, but simply did not dare to neglect, and quickly gathered aura on his eyes, and saw those words clearly in the dark. As soon as he saw it clearly, Jian Jian's heart sank again.

Wen Xuan asked him whether the content presented by the jade pearl before was all true and whether it was concealed.

The reason why Wen Xuan asks this is because the illusion in the jade beads is mostly a splicing of fragments, lacking the beginning and the end. Although the facts presented in those fragments, even fragments, were enough to make him feel heartbroken, he still wanted to have expectations, hoping that there might be a better reason to explain the behavior of those people.

"Brother," he simply settled down and asked instead, "could you not trust me?"

Wen Xuan paused, then shook his head. Then he stretched out his paw and erased all the words on the ground. Yes, there is nothing to doubt, Jian has always been the person he trusts most, and now he is the only person he can trust.

After erasing it, Wen Xuan wrote another sentence.

He told Jian Jian that, for so many days, for some reason, he had begun to be a little bit hungry. This hunger was really inexplicable. He had obviously been bigu for many years, and he hadn't experienced the feeling of hunger for many years.

Simply frowning, he couldn't explain it for a while, and could only guess that it was because of the monster.

So, starting from this day, I will cook some cooked food by myself every day and put it in the cave before Wenxuan. To be honest, the simple craftsmanship is really not that good, and the things that are made are completely out of touch with the deliciousness, and they can barely be swallowed anyway.

After each meal, the hunger in Wen Xuan's belly was barely relieved. But there is another kind of hunger and thirst, coming out of his bones, making him eager to eat something, but he himself doesn't know what he wants to eat.

Afterwards, Jian probably found the chef in a nearby town, and every time he delivered something delicious, it still couldn't fill the hunger and thirst in Wen Xuan's bones.

Wen Xuan thought, maybe he was locked up in the cave for too long, so he should go for a walk and bask in the sun.

Jian Jian stopped him with a serious expression, "Brother, if you are seen by others, if those gangsters come to catch you again, do you forget what will happen?"

This made Wen Xuan think of the hundred years of being enslaved by Ziyu Tower in the fantasy world, and a chill rushed straight up from his back. He was frightened by the hundred years of illusion, really terrified, that was an experience he didn't want to have anymore. So he obeyed the simple words, and once again returned to the dark cave.

Except for the daily delivery of cooked food, the simplicity remains the same as before. He will come back in the evening to accompany Wenxuan and go out during the day. Wen Xuan once asked him what he was up to. Jian Jian bowed his head and smiled, saying that he was embarrassed to let Wen Xuan know so early, and then handed Wen Xuan a prescription.

Wen Xuan suddenly remembered that Jian Jian had been looking for some kind of materials needed by the ancient alchemy. Later, when he moved to Guiyue Island, he stopped for a while. Now he is obviously looking for it again, and the search is even more eager than before. .

"What pill do you want to make?" Wen Xuan wrote on the ground.

"Transformation Pill."

With just these three words, Wen Xuan's breathing suddenly stopped.

"But those materials are really hard to find. I have been searching for so long, but I still can't find all of them. So I have never dared to tell you, I'm afraid it will make you wait too long." Jian Zhi said a little hastily at first. Later, he gradually became firm again, "But brother, believe me, this transformation pill, I will definitely get it in the end."

Wen Xuan didn't know what to say for a while. Forming Pill, as the name suggests, is a pill that can transform monsters into shape in advance, one of the pill that Danxinyuan uses to trade with Ziyu Tower for a long time. But what I said briefly now is obviously impossible to be an ordinary transforming pill, because Wenxuan is not an ordinary monster, and ordinary transforming pill materials are not so hard to find.

Jian Jian didn't know where to find the pill of this ancient transformation pill, which would allow Wen Xuan to recover his body faster.

He knew that Wen Xuan was a descendant of the sky demon, so he had been preparing for this day.

Yes, it really started preparations a long time ago. How early did it start? At that time, Wenxuan thought that this was Qi Jibai's homework, and never thought that everything that Simple did was for him. With just such a few words of conversation, Wen Xuan's heart has almost moved into a pool of water.

However, the simple practice has not fallen behind. He deserves to be the person who has found the fastest cultivation method for himself. Under such circumstances, his cultivation is still getting deeper and deeper, and he reached the peak of Ningyuan in the blink of an eye, only one step away from the golden core.

Just before this step, the inexplicable thirst in Wen Xuan's body has intensified.

Things finally slid in the direction no one wanted to see.

When I stepped into the cave again this night, I saw Wen Xuan lying down there, his forelegs straightened, and his throat roared, appearing in pain.

"Brother?"

Jian Jian was anxious to rush in, but Wen Xuan suddenly turned his head, looked at him, and yelled loudly to prevent him from approaching.

Wen Xuan didn't know what he was anymore, and the unbearable hunger made him feel fragrant even at the simple look, just like the roast chicken he ate last night. He has been hungry for so long that he can only control himself in this way now, without opening his sharp claws and swinging towards the improvised like slaughtering prey.

Jian Jian stood quietly at the entrance of the cave for a while, looking at Wen Xuan's current appearance, his expression brightened all the time. After a long while, he gave a simple wry smile, "Brother, I understand...the blood of the sky demon loves cannibalism."

He likes to eat human flesh, so no matter how many other things he eats, he will not be satisfied. Just four words, like a divine enlightenment, and like a thousand arrows piercing the heart.

"Especially the flesh and blood of the monk." The simple smile was full of helplessness.

Wen Xuan kept roaring, just wanting to rush Jian to outside the cave, so that Jian will never get closer. He didn't know what he would do once these roars stopped. Perhaps he will be controlled by instinct, regardless of the simple culling, resulting in unacceptable consequences for a lifetime. Or maybe he just fell to the ground and wept bitterly, pitying himself why he was like this.

Jian Jian stood at the entrance of the cave for a long time, and finally heeded Wen Xuan's expulsion, turned and left.

Until the simple figure was no longer visible, Wen Xuan's muscles slackened and he lay down on the ground without crying. He wanted to laugh out loud, why he had fallen to this point, how unfair his destiny was, how ridiculous his life was.

Another day and night passed, Wen Xuan wondered whether Jian Jian would come back, but he did not come back.

After three days and three nights, Wen Xuan kept banging his head against the stone wall in the cave, trying to contain the impulse brought by the instinct in his body, and hit his head with blood. He was so hungry that he almost wanted to run out of the forest. He knew that there was a small town not far outside the forest. Jian Zhi once told him. The town is full of living people, and he must not let his instincts go.

After five days and five nights, Wen Xuan lay in the cave almost exhausted. The scalp once knocked off a large piece on the wall, leaving a lot of blood, but now it almost grows better. He finally didn't want to go to the small town outside, he began to miss Jian, and he was wondering if Jian would never come back.

He knew that Simplicity couldn't really leave him alone, but where is Simplicity now?

After eight days and eight nights, Wen Xuan couldn't help but walked to the entrance of the cave again. Jian Jian had been away for so long. He didn't believe that Jian Jian would really go forever. He began to worry about Jian Jian's safety and wanted to go outside to find Jian Jian. But just as his front paws reached into the formation that was simply arranged at the entrance of the cave, Wen Xuan remembered the hundred years of being enslaved in the fantasy world, and remembered the warnings that Jian had given countless times.

Just like when he wanted to go outside to breathe countless times.

That illusion was a nightmare of his, and deep fear was carved. This fear and simple warning combined into a heavy fetter, as long as he was awake, his feet would be firmly trapped, and he would always be imprisoned in this dark cave.

Wen Xuan retracted his paw and stretched it out again.

Just when he gritted his teeth and was about to rush out regardless, a figure finally came from outside.

It is Simplicity, and Simplicity is finally back.

I haven't seen it for many days, and when the simple reappears, it is already a golden pill. Across the formation, the aura belonging to Grand Master Jin Dan rushed towards his face. But before Wenxuan was pleased, a thick blood followed closely behind.

Simply injured, he has almost become a blood man. I don't know what kind of fierce battle he encountered that made him break through the battle again. And probably because of this timely breakthrough, he could save his life and come back.

Before even entering the hole, she simply fainted to the ground and could not get up again.

Wen Xuan suddenly forgot the fear, rushed out like the wind, and quickly grabbed the simple entry hole.

When the simple was put into the cave, fear came late like a tide, causing him to burst into countless cold sweats, praying that no one saw the scene just now. But beyond the fear, the simple current situation makes him more worried.

Through the broken clothes, the simple wounds all over the body can be seen, which is shocking.

Wen Xuan lowered his head, stuck out the tip of his tongue, and carefully cleaned the wounds with saliva. This is not an easy task. As soon as the smell of blood passed through the tip of his tongue, Wen Xuan frowned.

The terrible impulse brought by that instinct was still in his bones, but was restrained by his many days of hard work. Now the simple blood was tasted on the tip of his tongue, like a bucket of oil poured on a fire, terribly fatal.

But Wen Xuan only frowned.

Now that Jian is like this, he can't drive Jian out again, nor can he leave Jian aside. He can only continue to rely on himself to fight this instinct, but this is not as difficult as he imagined.

Yes, the person lying on the ground now is his junior brother Jian, someone he can't hurt anyway. So no matter what kind of flame that terrible impulse has burned, no matter how instinct is burning his bones, he will definitely be able to restrain it and continue to lick every part of the simple body with the tip of his tongue carefully. wound.

Even the demon qi that could not be completely controlled in any way was completely condensed back into the body by him for the first time on this day, and he did not hurt the person on the ground who had no resistance to half.

Wen Xuan's saliva has a very good healing effect, but the next day, most of the wound on Jian's body has healed, and the whole person gradually woke up from the faint.

"Brother..." Jian Jian looked at him in a daze, his voice hoarse.

Wen Xuan rubbed Jian Jian lightly, and Ren Jian's palm lightly stroked her body.

"I'm really afraid that I won't see you." Jian said with a light smile.

Wen Xuan grunted, meaning me too.

Then Wen Xuan grunted louder again, meaning to ask him where he was tossing himself into this way.

Jiji smiled, unzipped his storage bag, poured out something, a **** thing from it.

It turned out to be a corpse, with bright blood, apparently just dead.

Wen Xuan was taken aback, and when he took a closer look, he actually knew the corpse. That day, the leader of the Ziyulou people who besieged him on Guiyue Island, the elder brother of the pair of brothers and sisters, the Grand Master Jindan!

"I found them coming to Nanfeng a few days ago." Jian Jian looked at the corpse and sneered. "I wanted to take his sister's sacrificial knife, but he found out that he took this big one."

It's no wonder that the simple injury has become like that, and it's no wonder that the final breakthrough is needed to save a life. Being able to kill this person under such circumstances, Wen Xuan could only sigh, as expected to be Junior Brother Jian.

Thinking that Jian's appearance was all for revenge for himself, Wen Xuan felt uncomfortable, and grunted a few more times, so that Jian would not be so messy in the future.

Jian Jian touched Wen Xuan's fur, smiled and nodded.

Then he left the cave simply, leaving a sentence before leaving, "This kind of person should be dead without a whole body."

That **** corpse was thrown into the cave like this, exuding bursts of blood and meat, constantly affecting Wen Xuan's instinct that was finally suppressed.

Wen Xuan turned his head to look at the corpse for a long time, and couldn't help but let out a wry smile.

Only then did he understand that the reason why Jian took such a big risk to bring this corpse before his eyes was not only to avenge him, but to find this food for him.

Perhaps it is correct to put it simply, this kind of person should be dead without a whole body.

But even if instinct no matter how clamored, Wen Xuan did not want to really dirty his stomach for this.

Finally, Wen Xuan dug a hole, buried the person, and ate some of the excavated soil. Through so many days of forced restraint, he has vaguely discovered that the desire for human flesh caused by instinct is not a real hunger, but just an addiction, an addiction brought by the blood of the sky demon.

To hold back this addiction, although it will be extremely painful, but it will not really endanger your life. To satisfy real hunger, just fill in anything.

A few days later, Jian Jian dragged another body into the hole.

It was a fat man, Wen Xuan had never seen it before. Jian told him that this person had fancy the magic weapon used by Jian in Xiancheng, and followed all the way, wanting to kill people and win the treasure, only to be killed by the simple counter-kill. In short, to simply emphasize that this is also a person who has died, and Wenxuan does not need to have any psychological burden.

Wen Xuan calmly looked at the summary for a while, and then seriously wrote: I don't need any corpses, you don't want to do this kind of thing anymore.

"Brother, it's okay." Jian Jian gently stroked Wen Xuan, and exhorted him, "No matter what you do, you are all you. You are my favorite Senior Brother Wen in my heart."

Wen Xuan sighed.

After so many years, Ji Jian finally admitted that he liked the word.

The atmosphere was so good that Wen Xuan couldn't help lowering his head so that Jian could touch his face without saying that sentence.

——But Junior Brother Jian, is the me in your heart really still me.