Thank you villain for your favor [Transmigration Book]

Breaking the barrier means that the person who set it up can no longer hold on, Wen Yuhuan knows it very well.

It was because he was clear that he ran desperately.

Even though he knew that Mo Lianfeng was already at the end of his battle.

After leaving the underground quiet room, Wen Yuhuan saw the long stone steps, winding up like a giant python, as if there would never be an end in sight.Wen Yuhuan never knew that there was such a huge project under the Lianhuo Tower.

Wen Yuhuan summoned a stream of devilish energy, and the brimming blue flames opened the way for Wen Yuhuan, like a will-o'-the-wisp in hell, reflecting his running figure, and the sound of his painful breathing kept echoing in the depths, like a trapped beast that no one knows .

Wen Yuhuan shouted while running wildly: "System, come out!"

[Hello player!The small system is at your service! 】

Apart from the system, Wen Yuhuan has no other helpers.At the same time, he also knew very well that if Mo Lianfeng hadn't been injured by the magic sword, it would be impossible for the Immortal Sword Alliance to kill him, and there was still room for maneuver!

Otherwise, Mo Lianfeng had done many wrong things in recent years, and the Immortal Sword Alliance did not attack.

Wen Yuhuan was panting rapidly, but he didn't dare to stand still: "I am willing to put all my points to restore Mo Lianfeng's body to its original state, and provide me with the most suitable method! Now!"

[Hey, according to the original plot, Mo Lianfeng should be sealed by the magic circle of the Fairy Sword League for a hundred years, completely blackened, and waiting for the final decisive battle with Zhengzheng.If the player forcibly breaks the plot, all points will be cleared by the system and sent back to the original world. Are you sure you want to do this? 】

Was... sent back to the original world? !

Wen Yuhuan stopped abruptly, the circles of halos in front of his eyes covered his sight.

"Is it just... one life for another?

[It’s very regrettable, but the fact is true, ⊙﹏⊙]

At this moment, memories rushed into Wen Yuhuan's head like a giant wild beast, scene after scene, and the constantly changing scenes made Wen Yuhuan slightly arch his body in pain.

And it wasn't until this moment that he realized that his emotions about this world and about everything were finally reflected on Mo Lianfeng's face.

He already owed him a lot, so he couldn't just watch him go to ruin like this.He was not there when the factions were encircling and suppressing last time, and he is not here this time, if he can only exchange one life for another.

Wen Yuhuan suddenly closed his eyes, "I'll change!"

Wen Yuhuan took another step and ran towards the ground, but it was not bright, he knew it very well.

【receive!The system is designing the best rescue plan for the players! 】

"Then you should think about it quickly, you can only do it a little bit, and be more efficient!"

[Boom!If the player wants to save Mo Lianfeng, he needs to use the teleportation talisman in his hand to send Mo Lianfeng to the "Blood Sea Abyss" that has not yet been released to other characters before the formation of the Demon Sword Alliance. 】

"Before the crouching demon formation, right? Alright, I got it! What the hell is the Blood Sea Abyss, please tell me specifically!"

[A demon cultivator enters the abyss of the blood sea, and the damage received will be proportional to the cultivation base obtained later. If Mo Lianfeng enters the Blood Mist Ridge according to Mo Lianfeng's current situation, after recovering for a year, Mo Lianfeng's cultivation base will be the same Double it from its heyday! 】

Hearing the system's explanation, Wen Yuhuan couldn't be happy at all, because he already knew enough about Mo Lianfeng's current situation.

I don't know how long he ran, until Wen Yuhuan tasted a trace of blood from his throat, he finally saw a glimmer of light.

Wen Yuhuan took a deep leap to get out of the ground completely, but the scene in front of him made Wen Yuhuan unable to move.

Above the Lianhuo Tower, the scarlet enchantment propped up by Mo Lianfeng collided with the golden magic circle of the Immortal Sword League, thunder after thunder fell, the whole earth trembled, and a burnt smell permeated the air, mixed with Hearing the sounds of fighting, howling, and the clash of swords around him.Looking up, the interior of the Lianhuo Tower is full of disciples and demon cultivators who are fighting, and the corpses are strewn all over the field, which is horrible.

Because Wen Yuhuan had entered the demon not long ago, his ability to control the demon energy was still very poor.In addition, the Qingyun sword of the Xian family was no longer called, so Wen Yuhuan had no choice but to pull out a long sword that had been inserted straight into a monk's heart and stepped on it, and the whole person rushed to the city wall crookedly.

"Nie Zhan, why did my Qingfeng Immortal Sect have a monster like you!"

Beside the cliff of Lianhuo Tower, Mo Lianfeng, who was already soaked in blood, held a huge black-striped sword in his right hand, and the rising purple devilish energy hovered upwards, forming a terrifying ghost face in the air, as if to devour it. All the living beings in the world are so forced that they can't get in.

On the opposite side, the tip of Ziyun Xujian's sword had already pierced Mo Lianfeng's shoulder fiercely, bleeding profusely.

Even though there were several swords in his body, Mo Lianfeng also remained silent. He grabbed the sword body with his left hand and shouted angrily. The golden blade was gradually dyed, Mo Lianfeng twisted his forehand, the sharp blade cut through his palm, and a crack appeared immediately.

As more devil energy was poured in, the golden light gradually weakened, and the blade began to slowly turn black.

Gao Qingzi's white robe was also cut several times, obviously the two had been fighting fiercely for a long time.

And the Demon Subduing Formation above Mo Lianfeng is obviously about to be formed, and dozens of sword repairmen kept holding their hands and found that the spiritual energy flying from them had turned into a golden dragon above the sky, spitting out clouds. Fog roared towards Mo Lianfeng.

Suddenly, Gao Qingzi landed on the hilt of the sword with one foot, and Mo Lianfeng's strong body flew out in an instant.

"Come on!"

"stop!"

Thunder fell one after another, and seeing the golden dragon's hundred tails about to swallow Mo Lianfeng, who had no one intact body, Wen Yuhuan used all his magic power to slash through the air, and Mo Lianfeng's Suddenly, the feet began to freeze rapidly, and huge icy cold ones rose from the ground, and then formed a straight ice wall in front of Mo Lianfeng, blocking the attack of the subduing demon formation, and at the same time, the seriously injured Mo Lianfeng Lian Feng forcibly separated from Xianjianmeng.

Wen Yuhuan jumped up and landed in front of Mo Lianfeng, hurriedly supporting his crumbling body.

Mo Lianfeng opened his mouth to spit out a mouthful of blood, and Wen Yuhuan looked at Gao Qingzi, but found Qin Tian who was hiding in the magic circle at the side.

"Master... senior brother..."

Mo Lianfeng didn't change his face even though he was stabbed with swords, but Mo Lianfeng showed a panicked look at this moment. He grabbed Wen Yuhuan's arm, and Wen Yuhuan's white clothes were instantly dyed through.

Wen Yuhuan clenched his lips and wiped Mo Lianfeng's lips, but Mo Lianfeng vomited so hard that he couldn't stop it.

"Mo Lianfeng, you are such a bastard! How dare you lock me up in that kind of place!"

Mo Lianfeng suddenly laughed, as if it was yesterday: "Because no matter what... I want... to protect senior brother. Senior brother... you shouldn't have come... because... I don't want senior brother to see me so down and out look..."

Wen Yuhuan grabbed Mo Lianfeng's body violently, and his two fiery chests were stuck together, throbbing endlessly.

"I won't let you die..."

"Bastard!"

Seeing this scene, Gao Qingzi's veins bulged, and his fingers pointing at Wen Yuhuan were trembling slightly, and the meticulous brushwork that he usually combed also slipped from the hair crown, looking a little embarrassed.

At this moment, a black man suddenly came out, pointed at Mo Lianfeng and said, "How come you are such a little bastard from my Mo family, it's a pity that I still regard you as my nephew!"

Mo Lianfeng suddenly burst out laughing: "Back then when something happened to the Mo family, I begged you to let my mother live, but even so, you stabbed me with the first sword. Just like that, you still expect me to be like a child again." Is it okay to call you uncle like that?"

uncle?

This person is Mo Lianfeng's... uncle?

Before Wen Yuhuan could react, Gao Qingzi said, "You are really good, one Mo Lianfeng is not enough, and you are really possessed!"

Wen Yuhuan had no time to take care of the man in front of him at this moment, he had to rescue Mo Lianfeng before the cover of the subduing demon formation came down.

Wen Yuhuan slowly raised his head and looked at the golden dragon hovering in the air, feeling the powerful spiritual power of the subduing demon formation, and slowly straightened his body.

Silently holding the life-saving talisman in the palm of his hand, he asked, "What is a demon? Do you dare to ask the head, did I kill someone, or did I make a heinous mistake? According to you, the immortal who killed someone is still a demon." Immortal, a demon who has saved people can only become a demon? Where does this come from?"

"You are talking nonsense and talking nonsense! Formation!"

"Master Master!"

Langfeng and Ruoyun appeared out of nowhere, and immediately knelt down in front of Gao Qingzi: "Sect Master, please calm down, Junior Brother Lanying must have been framed by Mo Lianfeng before he became possessed, and Mo Lianfeng personally destroyed it." Yun Xiqin! Sect Master, please be merciful!"

Ruoyun also hurriedly looked at Wen Yuhuan: "Brother Lanying, admit your mistake quickly, Mo Lianfeng deserves to be punished for his heinous crimes, why does Senior Brother Lanying still protect him!"

Wen Yuhuan just shook his head: "It's me who wants to be enchanted, it has nothing to do with Mo Lianfeng!"

"Okay, very good!" Gao Qingzi turned around suddenly, and said sharply: "Since you are looking for your own death, don't blame me for being merciless!"

"Master Master, be merciful!"

Suddenly, Qin Tian in the distance counted down his eyebrows at this moment, pointed at Wen Yuhuan and said, "Nan Lianchen, what are you doing? Could it be that you were blinded by lard? Hurry up and kill him!"

what?

Just now Qin Tian called him... what? !

Just as Wen Yuhuan was in a daze, the system suddenly made a sound.

[Congratulations to the player for opening the hidden identity! 】

['Nan Lianchen' character is running... It's running normally!welcome! 】

[Nan Lianchen primary mission released, please follow the plot and quickly evacuate the combat area! 】

Nan... Lianchen?

Wen Yuhuan suddenly felt a slight itching on his face, and then he subconsciously raised his head to look at his own face reflected on the huge ice crystal at this moment.I saw that the originally inconspicuous facial features changed drastically at this moment, as if they were being slowly polished, and gradually revealed an impeccable appearance, with sword eyebrows and star eyes, and lips as bright as snow.

Everything seems to be clear at this moment...

Why did Nan Lianchen not show her face while the plot was going so far?

Why was he just a cannon fodder who was accidentally possessed, yet he was able to prop up such a powerful ice wall?

Why did Qin Tian let him go so easily?

It turned out that Mo Lianfeng was searching hard, and the Nan Lianchen he was looking for was actually 'Lan Ying'...

How to do?

What should we do now?

How would he explain it to Mo Lianfeng?

How will he end up? !

Wen Yuhuan suddenly felt at a loss for words, he couldn't even utter a single sound, and couldn't say a single word.

This time, even the members of the Immortal Sword League were dumbfounded, and Lang Feng and Ruo Yun, who were kneeling on the ground, looked as if they had been struck by lightning.

Wen Yuhuan only felt his eyes go dark, and his limbs went limp.

He could only slowly... slowly turned around, and met Mo Lianfeng's eyes just like that.

With just one glance, Wen Yuhuan felt that he would never be able to forget Mo Lianfeng's gaze at this moment in his entire life.

Because at this moment, there was no surprise or sadness in Mo Lianfeng's eyes, only a look of "it really is like this...", the bottom of the former star-like pupils is only gray, which is the result of Qianfan's exhaustion lonely.

"Brother... you really betrayed me..."

It was Mo Lianfeng who spoke first.

The demon-subduing dragon piercing through the layers of clouds and mists was peeping into the hearts of the world, as if exposing Wen Yuhuan's unbearable feelings to everyone's naked eyesight.

"when……"

Wen Yuhuan suddenly raised his eyes and stared wide-eyed: "When... when did you know!"

A series of thunderbolts struck Mo Lianfeng straightly, and the white light beam hit Mo Lianfeng's blade-like side face, but Wen Yuhuan's familiar expression failed to show.

"When will it be..." Mo Lianfeng slowly raised his chin, looked at the Demon Subduing Formation in the sky and murmured to himself: "It should be the eighth day after Senior Brother and I lingered all night."

Wen Yuhuan only felt a mouthful of blood go up his throat, and he suddenly remembered the night when Mo Lianfeng hugged him in the Lianyue Tower, crying and asked him if he was sincere, so it turned out to be like this...

So Mo Lianfeng already knew about it before that.

At this moment, Wen Yuhuan didn't know whether he should laugh or cry.

He just hated suddenly, but his hatred had nowhere to come out, so he had to grab Mo Lianfeng's skirt, hot tears filled his eyes, but he tried his best not to let it flow out.

Because he knew this body was not eligible.

But he just hates it!

He couldn't help roaring: "Then why didn't you come to question me, didn't you kill me! You also asked if I was sincere? Hahaha, are you stupid! How could Nan Lianchen have sincerity? He has already planned to kill you !"

It was clear that the hands that tightly held that inch of the skirt couldn't hold it anymore. He was about to be sent back to the original world, and he had no chance to explain.

Wen Yuhuan's voice began to tremble more and more, the more so, the more he forced himself to shout louder.

"You killed me... you fucking killed me!"

Since he couldn't explain it, and since he was going to die no matter what, he let him die by Mo Lianfeng's hands.

Is this not a consummation?

But Mo Lianfeng really just stretched out his hand and pinched Wen Yuhuan's neck. Wen Yuhuan bit his back molars violently. He thought that Mo Lianfeng was going to strangle him to death like this, but he also resigned to his fate. His eyes were closed, but he did not wait for the cold pain and death.

What he waited for was a familiar warmth.

It was that person's familiar embrace.

"I want to kill you too..." Finally, Mo Lianfeng's emotions completely collapsed: "I also want to, last night I also strangled your neck like this again and again! But, I do I can't... I just... can't do it!"

Mo Lianfeng leaned over gently, and pressed against Wen Yuhuan's forehead, the tears streaming down Wen Yuhuan's eyes slowly wet Wen Yuhuan's pale lips.

"Hey, senior brother... Did senior brother really lie to me when he was kind to me before?"

Wen Yuhuan pursed his lips, Mo Lianfeng's tears were salty and bitter.

"Brother, you actually like me a little bit... Even if you didn't at first, you should like me a little bit now, right? Now, brother... For the sake of my dying, tell me, brother Let me tell you the truth..."

Wen Yuhuan knew for the first time that hugs are not always warm.

"Brother, please answer me... Even if I beg you..."

Don't make me think that all this is just my illusion, just a farce.

Because I've given my all for it.

Wen Yuhuan's hands slowly clasped Mo Lianfeng's shoulders. Of course he really wanted to explain and say that he was sincere, but at the same time he also knew that it was too late for him to say anything now.

The crouching demon array is close at hand, and after he is sent back to the original world, Nan Lianchen will become the real Nan Lianchen. If Mo Lianfeng still has love for him, then all that is waiting for him is the bones no deposit.

After confirming that the teleportation talisman was indeed attached to Mo Lianfeng's back, Wen Yuhuan took a deep breath and pushed Mo Lianfeng away.

Wen Yuhuan swears that he has used up all his acting skills at this moment, that's why he squeezed out an expression that he thinks this face is the smallest, the most self-satisfied and the most vain.

The last line of Nan Lianchen in the previous book quickly came to mind, and Wen Yuhuan just recited it.

"You're so beautiful, Mo Lianfeng! I, Nan Lianchen, only have Yan'er in my heart, so stop disgusting me here!"

"Master... senior brother..."

Seeing that Mo Lianfeng's hands were about to fall in vain, Wen Yuhuan couldn't bear that kind of separation, and took a step back, with the abyss behind him.

"Don't call me senior brother! Who wants to be your senior brother?! I just came here for the Lianhuo Cheats, do you think I would like to live with you?"

"Don't...don't say..."

Stop talking, give me some leeway...

Mo Lianfeng suddenly knelt down with his head in his arms, his eyes were blurred by tears, as if the strength that had been supporting him had been drained by this strange man in front of him.

And if he could raise his head and take another look now, he would be able to see the tears of Wen Yuhuan's collapse. If he saw it, he would be able to see through Wen Yuhuan's hideous mask at a glance.

"Haha, do you know now? Mo Lianfeng, you are really stupid enough, you don't have any brains, do you?"

Don't be so stupid anymore, don't trust anyone when I'm gone.

"Shut up, shut up!"

Under the control of the master's emotions, the purple devilish energy erupting around Mo Lianfeng's right arm intensified. Wen Yuhuan's side face was cut open, blood dripped out from the wound, but before it flowed down, he was ravaged by the The wind blows away.

Seeing that Mo Lianfeng was finally annoyed, Wen Yuhuan said: "Mo Lianfeng, I really appreciate you loving me so much!"

These are his sincere words, although the tone and expression are wrong.

But this sentence is sincere.

Thank you for loving me so much.

"Nan, Lian, Chen!"

Finally, Mo Lianfeng's eyes full of hatred pierced Wen Yuhuan's already crumbling body like a sharp sword. There was no obvious wound, but it was surprisingly painful.

Wen Yuhuan knew that they finally had nothing left.

"Nan Lianchen! I will kill you! I will not let you go! I will drag you to hell with me, and I will make you unable to leave me forever!"

As Mo Lianfeng spoke, he swung the magic sword in his hand fiercely and stabbed at Wen Yuhuan. Wen Yuhuan hugged the sword with both hands, and threw Mo Lianfeng, who was already unable to stand still, off the cliff with a flick of his hand.

"Nan Lianchen! Hahaha, Nan Lianchen!!"

Mo Lianfeng's frenzied roar quickly fell, and kept coming up from the bottomless depths.The sounds of fighting, thunder, and roaring around gradually weakened, the layers of fog above the head also gradually dissipated, and the frightening magic formation also disappeared between the sky and the earth. It will eventually turn into chaos.

A beam of orange light penetrated the sea of ​​clouds and shone on the edge of the cliff, but it couldn't penetrate the darkness. Standing there, Wen Yuhuan showed a strange figure with half of Wen Yuhuan's body in darkness and half of his body in light.Shen Rumohai's eyes were always looking at the dark cliff, as if it was about to turn into a stone sculpture.

Fool, my name is not Nan Lianchen...

My name is Wen Yuhuan.

I love you.