After Being Possessed by Spirit World Giants [Transmigration Book]

"Read."

Bo Xianyun called again.

Wen Yue raised his head suddenly, he was standing with his backlit, unable to see his expression, "Didn't catch up?"

"I can't run away." Bo Xianyun helped him up, his eyes fell on his neck, and his expression was full of self-blame.

Wen Yue rubbed his neck, "It's okay, don't you think I'm fine?"

Bo Xianyun rubbed his hair, eyes full of love, "The source of the soul-eating insects has been found, you will be fine."

Every "fit" will speed up the soul devouring, so we must find a countermeasure quickly.

"En." Wen Yue was silent for a while, then obediently responded.

In his field of vision, a green streak crawled towards the distance, and only then did he notice Cheng Zian on the sofa.

"What should he do?" Wen Yue asked,

With disgust on Bo Xianyun's face, "The soul has been out of the body for too long..."

"It's hopeless?" Wen Yue asked hurriedly.

"It was possible, but..." Bo Xianyun said quietly, "The green tear lizard was hungry for too long, swallowed its soul and escaped."

"Ah? So what should we do?" Although Cheng Zian was really hateful, this ending was too miserable.

"Don't worry." Bo Xianyun pursed her thin lips into a straight line, "That thing is very fragile, and someone with a little yang energy can pinch it to death."

Wen Yue: "..."

"President, President!"

Suddenly there were many chaotic footsteps outside the door. The manager of the security department opened the door tremblingly, and saw Yuan Xinghui standing in front of the window.

"President, are you alright?" the manager asked quickly, sweating coldly.

Yuan Xinghui waved his hand, and said lightly: "It was smashed by a group of birds just now, please find someone to fix it."

The manager of the security department: "...Don't worry, we will send someone to repair it right away!" He didn't dare to ask more questions.

"Go out." Yuan Xinghui said, "I still have something to do."

"But your window..." The subordinates never guessed what the CEO was thinking.

"The low temperature helps you think," Yuan Xinghui glanced at him, "Go out."

People didn't dare to say more, Hulala disappeared in an instant.

"Yuan Xinghui" got up and opened the bedroom door, Wen Yue lay quietly on the bed, as if he had fallen asleep.

Bo Xianyun came to Wen Yue's side, looked at his peaceful sleeping face, couldn't help but caressed his cheek, his fingers froze suddenly...

"Wen Yue, wake up!"

"careful!"

A loud reminder came from afar.

"Huh? Whoops!" Something hit her head hard, and Wen Yue was completely awake.

"I'm sorry, classmate!" The sunny boy ran over like a wind, picked up the basketball, and showed off a fancy move by the way.

Just as Wen Yue was about to respond, someone beside him interrupted: "'I'm sorry' is useful, why do you need the police?"

The two looked at the same place, the handsome young man leaning against the wall, looking at them with a half-smile, "Lu Feng, did you hit someone again?"

"Yuan Xinghui?" Wen Yue recognized him immediately.

No wonder it always feels familiar. The three people in the rental house took a group photo, and the background is this playground.

Could it be that he traveled back to the boyhood of the original owner?

"Hello," the handsome young man stretched out his right hand, "Yuan Xinghui."

"I..." An inexplicable warm current surged in Wen Yue's heart, and she unconsciously wanted to get close to him.

"I know, Wen Yue." The young man smiled,

"Hey, old Yuan, you actually took the initiative to say hello?" Lu Feng said in surprise, "It's really the most amazing thing in the world!"

"Is your head okay?" Yuan Xinghui's eyes were full of starlight, "I solemnly apologize to you on his behalf."

Lu Feng: "Hey!"

And so the story unfolds.

Wen Yue and Yuan Xinghui's relationship has grown by leaps and bounds, and getting to know each other is a great blessing in each other's lives.

Until one day, Wen Yue was waiting for Yuan Xinghui to finish his get out of class in the garden. The pages of the book on his lap were covered by a black shadow. He raised his head and saw a man in a suit and leather shoes standing in front of him.

"You are Wen Yue?"

The moment he saw him, the man frowned unconsciously.

"Who are you?"

"I'm Yuan Xinghui's older brother, Yuan Xingyu."

Wen Yue's heart sank, she stood up and asked, "You are looking for me... for something?"

"Well," Yuan Xingyu fixed his eyes on the ordinary young man in front of him, "Tell me about your dream, and I promise to make your dream come true."

Wen Yue was stunned for a moment, then suddenly smiled, "What about the conditions?"

Yuan Xingyu said: "Sure enough, he is a smart person, you don't need me to explain it so clearly?"

Wen Yue replied lightly: "If Mr. Yuan had loved deeply, he wouldn't have said it so easily. You can't choose the reasons for your relationship."

Yuan Xingyu didn't expect to be rejected. He stared at him for a long time, and said in a gloomy tone, "In the world, when you think about heaven and hell, you'd better think clearly about how long the road ahead is! Not for yourself, but also for your family. Mom isn't feeling well, is she?"

"You..." Wen Yue looked at him in surprise,

"Xinghui is too young and hasn't seen his own life clearly. Instead of waiting until then, it's better to stop the loss in time." Yuan Xingyu said every word to his heart, "You are not in the same world at all. Own."

"Mr. Yuan, the Second Young Master has finished class and is coming over here." Someone reported not far away.

Yuan Xingyu was condescending and asserted the future of the two of them, "I don't think you will see each other anymore, if you change your mind, please contact me." Saying this, he dropped a business card and left quickly.

Five years later, Yuan Xinghui disappeared as if the gas had evaporated, and no one around knew his whereabouts, not even Lu Feng.

Wen Yue knew that with her status and energy, it was impossible to touch that "noble" family.

But he didn't give up completely. Every Sunday, he went to wait in the "secret base" they discovered together, as if he had made an appointment somewhere.

It is located in a "nail house" that has not been demolished for many years, but it is already inhabited. The house is very interesting in life, and a semi-underground leisure room is built in the backyard.

Wen Yue found this place by chance, and brought Yuan Xingyu here, thinking that this super rich second generation would seem to have discovered a new universe.

On a rainy night, lightning from the sky illuminates the figure in front of the door.

Yuan Xinghui appeared in the "secret base" and was drenched by the heavy rain.

The lover who has been infatuated with each other for a long time has been away for many years, and the firewood and the fire are mixed together. The two have been passionate all night and have forgotten the whole world since then.

In the early morning of the next day, the shanty town was crowded with high-end black cars, and Yuan Xinghui was taken away from Wen Yue like a prisoner.

The despair in his eyes when he turned his head made Wen Yue feel that his mental state was bad.

Regardless of the obstruction of men in black all the way, he chased to the intersection, but at that moment, Yuan Xinghui rolled down from the speeding car and was thrown tens of meters away.

"Xinghui!" Wen Yue's eyes were tearing, and he was about to rush to the street, but his eyes suddenly went dark, and he fainted to the ground.

"If you appear at this time, it will damage the reputation of the Yuan family." In a trance, Yuan Xingyu's voice sounded in his ears and then gradually disappeared.

Wen Yue was completely plunged into darkness...

At that time, he had just won the "Best Newcomer" award for his debut work, and he had a bright future and a bright future.

What everyone didn't expect was that this rising star was only a flash in the pan.

Then he was exposed to countless scandals and gossip one after another, and was hidden by the brokerage company and even terminated the contract early.

Witnessing Yuan Xinghui's tragic death with his own eyes, Wen Yue felt that his soul also entered heaven with him, leaving only a body.

From then on, he turned a blind eye to the affairs of the world, devoted himself to the study of metaphysics and secret arts, hoped to summon souls, communicate with the underworld, and put all the money he got into this bottomless pit.

It goes without saying that Wu Wei, Fan Tiance, and Cheng Zian were all arranged by Yuan Xingyu to monitor, rape, squeeze, and grind, year after year, Wen Yue was exhausted physically and mentally, and was almost Tortured out of shape.

Until one day, he found an ancient legend in the ancient books that he had found with a lot of money. There is a Duantou Cliff on Zhewang Peak. It can go up to the God Realm and down to the Netherworld.

Wen Yue agreed to Wu Wei's worse conditions, just to cover Wangfeng.

Sure enough, the legend of Snow Lotus Lake was circulating in the local area, and Wen Yue believed it even more. He hiked up the mountain every day and called the ghost emperor according to the method in the book.

Regardless of his physical condition, he was exhausted for several days, and he didn't know whether he was in a trance or sincere, but he actually got a response from the ghost emperor.

Wen Yue is very clear that this is the original owner's memory, and it connects his previous absences together.

The phantom probably devoured the soul of the original owner, and after recognizing himself, he returned the soul to his body by "suicide".

"But why would she do that?"

Just when he was in doubt, a strong wind blew from his ears, Wen Yue turned his head, and swung a wooden stick heavily to the top of his head.

Although he couldn't control his body, he also felt severe pain and dizziness.

"Ricky...is that you?!"

Wen Yue gasped, and sat up abruptly, with the remaining pain in her head.

"Are you awake?" A long-lost, familiar voice.

He was close at hand, but Wen Yue didn't dare to look at him, two lines of hot tears rolled down unconsciously.

"Wen Yue." He was close to his ear.

Wen Yue turned his head suddenly, but couldn't say a word. He never thought that one day his wish would come true.

"It's me." Yuan Xinghui asked softly. After so many years, he hasn't changed at all, and he is still as green as before.

"Hmm..." Before Yuan Xinghui opened his mouth, he was sealed by two hot lips. Wen Yue's accumulated emotions for many years, he wished he could vent it all at once.

The two rolled on the bed.

"Wandering Soul Wenyue" has been thrown out of the body by the original owner, floating in the air overlooking everything, the inexplicable sourness in his heart repelled the fear in his heart.

Bo Xianyun was still kissing Wen Yue, unaware of his departure.

Wen Yue came through the book with the state of a wandering soul, and now he has returned to the original point again. Even though he is reluctant to let go of Bo Xianyun, he has no room for change.

The phantom's goal has been achieved, and the greatest tragedy in life is being close at hand but not knowing it.

Wen Yue's heart was in a mess, she couldn't bear to look directly at the scene in front of her, and floated out of the building from the window.

This is a high-end detached villa, located on the top of the mountain. At this time, the night sky is full of stars.

"Wait," Wen Yue stopped abruptly in the middle of the kiss, and slowly propped up his body, "You are not Xinghui, who are you?"

Bo Xianyun said lightly, "He is indeed your true love."

"Who are you?" Wen Yue asked warily.

"People who were awakened by you." Bo Xianyun said,

"Ghost Emperor?!" Wen Yue was pleasantly surprised, "Can you agree to my request, please..."

Wen Yue is infinitely humble.

"No." Bo Xianyun's expression was indifferent and detached, but there was no doubt about his aloofness.

"why?!"

"Because your lover is already waiting for you on the road of reincarnation." Bo Xianyun said, "I promise you to meet him, but you have to promise me one thing."

"What?" Wen Yue said, for Yuan Xinghui, he had already given up everything.

Bo Xianyun leaned over to his ear and whispered something.

There was a trace of shock on Wen Yue's face, followed by a relieved smile.

He looked into Bo Xianyun's eyes, the corners of his mouth raised, "I understand."

Before he finished speaking, his whole body trembled violently, as if countless worms had penetrated into his skin. After a while, his eyebrows and lips were already covered with thick hoarfrost.

Bo Xianyun raised his hand to hold his chest, and several golden flames flashed across. At the moment Wen Yue's whole body was covered in hoarfrost, five blue light spots floated out and slowly fell into his palm.

"This is the power of the soul-eating insect?" Bo Xianyun was secretly amazed, there really was a reason why the ancient evils could not be banned.

The soul fluttered in Bo Xianyun's palm, swaying like a salute, and slid towards the sky with his golden flame.

Wen Yue was depressed, still lamenting the impermanence of the world, not knowing where he was going, only to hear the window sash open, and Bo Xianyun's cold voice echoed in the air, "Don't think about it, come in."