Book Transmigration: A Guide for the Protagonist to Obsess

Footsteps came from the darkness, from far to near, with a bang, and the faint moonlight shot in from outside, dispelling the darkness of the cellar.

There was a person in the middle of the cellar, leaning against the wall with his eyes closed. Two chains were inserted into the wall, each connected to his hands. Seeing someone walk in, he moved slightly.

He only raised his head when his footsteps reached his front.

"Song Jun." The voice of 'Song Xi' was a little hoarse, and he was a little tired from the tossing and tossing over the past few days.

Song Jun's figure was hidden in the darkness, and he unbuttoned his wide cloak, revealing a handsome face.

The back of 'Song Xi' leaned against the wall, looked up at him, panted slightly: "In just a few days, you found another face, is the magic way fun?"

Song Jun hesitated to speak, and knelt down in front of him, flattering him: "Don't be angry, I just wanted to talk to you and that's why I hurt people, don't worry, from now on, I won't kill anyone again, OK."

"Now I'm for fish and you're for knife, how dare I say no?"

"No, it's not like that." Song Jun hurriedly pressed his face to his chest, and explained anxiously, lest he would not believe it, "It's true, what I said is true, if you don't like me killing people, then I will never kill anyone again, trust me."

'Song Xi' didn't speak, but felt the temperature coming from his chest, and his Adam's apple slid violently.

"'Song Xi', I love you so much, why did you give up on me for a monster, I am the real Song Jun, he is just a monster who stole my face, I have been with you day and night for decades, how can you be willing Hurt me, how can you be willing to abandon me!" Song Jun wrapped his wrist around his waist, and untied the belt with ease, the green shirt slipped off, and the mottled bruises were exposed in the air.

"Don't blame me, that monster won't live long anyway, I killed him for his own good, so that he would suffer less, and he took my face, I just retaliated. If you Yes, I will replace him and love you by your side in the future, as long as...you don't reject me. "

Song Jun's hand had already been placed on that sensitive spot, 'Song Xi' smiled wryly: "Is there any room for me to refuse?"

"'Song Xi', I don't want you to feel that being with me is a painful thing. I just want to be with you. These few days are the happiest time in my life. There is no one else but you and me. "

'Song Xi' let out a muffled snort, a pimple appeared on her pretty brows, she secretly adjusted her breathing, forcing herself to relax.

The love is so deep that it is hard to hold back. Song Jun is not a human being, so he is inevitably jerky in terms of love. He almost hurt 'Song Xi' a few times, but 'Song Xi' just gritted his teeth and said nothing, and grasped the chain with both hands. Following Song Jun's rhythm, in the cellar, the chains rattled.

Song Jun looked at the silent 'Song Xi', pinched his cheeks, forced him to open his mouth, and asked, "'Song Xi', why do you always keep quiet?"

"Let go...I, uh—"

Song Jun's displeasure made 'Song Xi' almost scream, lying on Song Jun's shoulder, biting his clothes.

"'Song Xi', let's live like this for the rest of our lives, okay?"

'Song Xi' shook his head, he wanted to say no, but Song Jun's stubbornness overwhelmed his reason again and again, he didn't want to make that shameless sound, so he had to lean on his shoulder and bite his clothes, trying his best to endure.

"I heard that the Demon Realm is very big. That is the origin of monsters. How about we go and settle there?"

"If you don't speak, I will take it as your acquiescence. Tomorrow we will set off to the Demon Realm. I will love you, love you well..."

There is a seductive fragrance floating in the air, which is the smell of lust.

'Song Xi' loosened the clothes clenched on his gums, his eyes were dazed, and he was panting vigorously.

Suddenly, a gleam of light flashed across his eyes, shooting straight into the darkness of nothingness.

The hand imprisoned by the chain quickly knocked on Song Jun's neck, and he fell limply into his arms. With five fingers grasping, the wide cloak on the ground covered the two of them tightly.

"Come out!" 'Song Xi''s cold voice resounded in the cellar, not long after, a man wrapped in a black cloak appeared from the darkness, and knelt down on one knee towards 'Song Xi'.

The visitor lowered his head deeply, not daring to raise his head, and reported: "Report to Palace Master, Mozun ordered, Zishi is waiting for you at Song's house in Kyushu."

"understood."

'Song Xi' looked at him coldly, a bone-chilling chill emerged in the cellar, and demonic energy raged.

"This subordinate... this subordinate didn't see anything, please forgive me!" The man knelt on his knees, trembling on the ground.

But how could 'Song Xi' let him go, the cold air in the void gradually gathered into a blade, one knife after another, lingering on the man's body, before he could scream in pain, his body was already decapitated.

'Song Xi' got up slowly, and held Song Jun carefully in his arms. The thick chains broke with a cold glance, and he walked towards the light outside the cellar step by step.

The Song Family in Kyushu is now in ruins. As soon as 'Song Xi' arrived at the scorched earth, the figure of the Mozun quietly appeared in mid-air, looking at 'Song Xi' coldly from top to bottom.

"You spent ten years just to force him into a demon?" Mozun looked at 'Song Xi' carefully placing the sleeping Song Jun on the ground, a little displeased, "Xunguang, you are the master of the Soul Hall , ten years, you wasted ten years!"

"When I get what I want, it cannot be said to be a waste."

"It seems that you still can't understand your position. I don't know if you still remember who you are."

His rebellious temperament softened, he knelt down on one knee, lowered his head and said: "Your subordinates remember."

The body of 'Song Xi' was originally handsome, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and a high nose bridge, but his lips are very thin, and it is inevitable that they will show a coldness when they are pressed tightly.

It is said that he is the most difficult to get along with among the five palace masters under Mozun, and he is also the most valued one by Mozun. He is unpredictable, moody, kind, forbearing, and will never compromise on what he wants.

The Mozun glanced around for a week, then asked calmly: "What's so special about this person that you've thought so hard about? He doesn't hesitate to defy me."

"This is a subordinate's private matter, and I hope the Demon Lord will not interfere."

"Heh—" Mozun's indifferent smile hung on his face, his eyes were full of chills, and he slapped Xunguang to the ground with a casual palm.

"Fansheng, don't you want to know why? Today, you owe me a favor."

Fan Sheng's face appeared at the junction of the shadows, looking at Xunguang who was kneeling on the ground, his red eyes met him, and asked: "So it's all you, why!"

From the corner of his eye, he fell on Song Jun, his body was full of energy and blood, "He is not in good health. Although he is the second son of the Song family, he is not as good as a servant. Everyone can bully him. At that time, I thought , since it is so difficult to be a human being, why not become a demon? What's more, what's the point of being a human being with his life span of less than twenty years. But what I didn't expect is that I spent ten years trying to force him to become a demon."

Fan Sheng was furious, raised his fist high but was restrained by Mozun, "This is my most capable subordinate."

He put down his fist bitterly, and asked angrily, "What about 'Song Jun'!"

"He's just the humblest monster."

That tone was frivolous, and he never cared about that monster at all. Fan Sheng trembled angrily, and threw a kit on the ground, "You are really calculating! I just don't know if your kind knows that you use him. Say no regrets! This kit contains his ashes, whether you throw them away or bury them, don’t let me see you again!”

Fan Sheng turned around, trembling all over.

Why did he tremble, because when he looked at Xunguang, it was as if he saw himself, and when he looked at Song Jun, it was as if he saw Envy.

It took ten years to find the light and force Song Jun to become a demon, so how many years would it take him to force Xin to become a demon?

The Mozun leaned against his ear, and said softly, "I told you to let you see some things clearly. Have you seen them clearly now? You can't do it without his cruelty and patience."

"Actually, demons have hearts, you just don't believe it."

"The devil also has a heart, but you don't believe it?"

Do not believe?No, Thaksin!

Because he said that people are divided into good and bad, and so are demons. Since there are good and bad demons, why are they unintentional?

Standing on this piece of ruins, the evening breeze blows slightly, it seems that there is still the unburned fire, blowing on the face, a little painful.

Fan Sheng stood on top of the collapsed wall, and the person under the tree whose figure was mottled by the cold moonlight came into his eyes, and his body froze instantly.

That is envy.

I don't know when I stood there, but even the Demon Lord didn't notice it.