[Quick Transmigration] Anyway, the protagonist is quite cold

In the early morning light, Chu Songluo sat cross-legged under the shade of a tree in the courtyard.The air of heaven and earth circulates, as if he is a creation of heaven and earth, transparent and ethereal, as long as the sun shines through, he will disappear like the translucent air with fine dust particles suspended at the moment.

The immortal Chu Zhenren still couldn't figure out why Yu Yanbai didn't have the slightest tendency to take the initiative even though he had performed so easily.

Isn't love possessive?

He felt that someone was watching him in the air, probably it was the sect master Xuan Bo.Too bad, just thinking about his name, Chu Songluo, makes me feel very hungry.Although he wasn't the target, maybe—it should be okay to just eat a little bit of candy secretly, right?

He deliberately pretended not to notice, and forced himself another mouthful of blood. Sure enough, he found that the magic circle was broken in an instant. Xuan Bo hurried to him, wanting to express his concern, but saw the man's indifferent face, so Instead, she put on a teasing expression, pretending to be frivolous and caressed his blood-stained lips, "Oh, I didn't expect my brother to be hurt so badly—"

Chu Songluo knocked off his hand with one hand, but was caught backhanded, and he was crushed against a tree while he was unable to resist.

Xuan Bo groaned with a smile, "Now that his cultivation has regressed, Junior Brother still doesn't change from the past, always being so irritable to me, I'm going to get hurt..."

"—No, brother, please make up for my wounded heart, brother, okay?"

He was satisfied to hear the man in white breathing heavily and unbearably, restraining his movements with his hands, but it seemed as if he was hugging him tightly, and then he leaned forward to kiss him.

The younger brother seemed to be in a daze, he had lost his mind, he turned fiercely, sucking hard, conquering his defense with the tip of his tongue as if plundering.His reason was defeated, Xuan Bo was kissed so hard that he couldn't breathe, his waist almost went limp, but suddenly he heard a cold and angry voice: "Let go of my master!"

Chu Songluo froze, and immediately broke up with him, with self-blame in his eyes, as if he couldn't believe what he had done.

Xuan Bo smiled slightly, stepped back a few steps and said with a smile, "Junior brother is very enthusiastic today, but the timing is unlucky, you and I might as well have a long talk some other day."

After finishing speaking, before Chu Song could draw his sword, he made a gesture and left.

Yu Yanbai woke up early in the morning, but saw the master and the master leaning against the tree in the courtyard. He thought it was your love, but he saw the master's hands being clamped, so he guessed It must be that the master used some kind of tricks to make the master powerless to resist.

He originally thought that being so disrespectful to the sect leader, according to Xuan Bo's temperament, would be nothing more than a matter of murder and silence, and he was ready to flee for thousands of miles, but he didn't expect him to leave without saying anything.But this point of doubt just flashed in his mind, and he didn't think deeply about it.

Chu Songluo felt that he had eaten this snack quite refreshingly, and pretended to cough twice, closed his eyes as if tired, and was on the verge of falling——

Yu Yanbai saw his master leaning against the tree with a tired expression, and when he looked closely, there was still blood on his lips, and there was a dark red puddle on the ground, and he coughed twice, as if he was exhausted, he was shocked and rushed up Just caught Chu Songluo.

Now his bone age is 23, but he is still a head behind Chu Song in size.The man rested his chin on his shoulder, as if he couldn't restrain himself from exploring Yu Yanbai's back with his hands, and wrapped his arms around his body with great force, as if he wanted to rub Yu Yanbai into his body.He stroked and kissed Yu Yanbai's hair and ear pinna gently with his lips, passing by his cheek.Yu Yanbai felt that his lips were slightly itchy when they touched the skin due to dryness and lack of water, as if they were about to catch fire.Feeling the fiery emotion of the master in front of him was an extremely disgusting reaction in his previous life, but at this moment he was actually a little confused, hesitant and distracted, and even secretly looking forward to it.Unexpectedly, he was suddenly pushed away unexpectedly, and staggered back a few steps before barely standing still.

Chu Songluo reluctantly pushed Yu Yanbai away, knowing that reaching the home plate in this way was regarded as forced, and it did not count as Yu Yanbai's voluntary dedication.He pretended that he couldn't control himself, knelt down on the ground, held the sword that never left his body in front of him, lowered his head in embarrassment, and panted heavily.Although he was mentally clear, Chu Songluo, who was very addicted to acting, still bit the tip of his tongue fiercely in a full-fledged manner, pretending to barely regain his sanity while struggling.

The man said in a hoarse voice, "Back off."

Yu Yanbai was flustered, he was ashamed that he wanted to take advantage of the situation when his master was unconscious, and he was also worried that his master would be framed by the head of the sect, so he carefully went to help him, but was forced away by the bitter sword energy!

Chu Songluo swung his sword violently, lost his support, and suddenly fell to the ground.He stood up with difficulty, his image was a mess that Yu Yanbai had never seen before, his black hair was disheveled, his white clothes were covered with dirt and dust, blood flowed from the corner of his lips, but he didn't care, his black eyes swelled a little. With a hint of blood, he said coldly: "Don't touch me!"

The sword was not out of its sheath, so naturally it was only for intimidation rather than attack.

Yu Yanbai felt a pain in his heart when he saw his master staggering back to his room.

In the previous life, Master had always been a solitary and unparalleled sword master, but now he suffered such insults and fell into such a miserable situation.

Could it be that all this is his fault?

Because I was able to do it all over again and was well protected from the beginning to the end, did I need Master to bear such a tragic fate?

He bit his lip fiercely, and hated himself so much that it was a cheap fault caused by others in the previous life, and he wanted to gain the master's favor with his own body, but also resented this inexplicable destiny of reincarnation, hated the entanglement of cause and effect, and the injustice of heaven.

Heaven is unfair.

Is there any solution to break this reincarnation?

Is there any solution to jump out of these three thousand worlds?

He wanted to scream to the sky, but he couldn't make a sound.

——! !

Where no one could see, the jade pendant suddenly glowed scarlet again.The flickering and flickering gradually synchronized with his heartbeat.

puff.puff.puff.

The red glow became more and more obvious, but the moment Yu Yanbai Ruo felt something, it pierced into his chest!

Yu Yanbai clutched his chest all of a sudden, but the tingling feeling was fleeting.

"So...is that so?"

As if feeling something, he hesitated and struggled again, lowered his head silently, and walked slowly back to the room, his eyes darkened.

After eating the candy, Chu Songluo suddenly felt that the power of the laws of the world was shaken for a moment, and knowing that this was about to be accomplished, he slightly curled the corners of his lips triumphantly.

But he couldn't help but think, so my Chu Songluo's personality is only mine, Chu Songluo's, or was it given to me by the author who originally created me?

He put his arms behind his head, thought about it casually, and then smiled indifferently.

Anyway, the world he originally belonged to has been swallowed up by him, and it doesn't matter how his author set him up in the first place.

Maybe one day, he will be able to find the higher world where everyone has the ability to build a small world, and find his "author".

It's not too late to discuss grievances and hatreds.

**

It is said that the horse racing platform was the place where the ancient monks ran horses and talked and laughed. Tens of thousands of years have passed here, and there is still a sense of unrestrained arrogance, which makes people feel bold and unrestrained. Heroic meaning.

Ever since there were rules for the world's decency, Luomatai has been a place for fair and honest showdowns, especially for the Qiubi, which is held once every ten years.

It seems that no one here can defy the awe-inspiring spirit of the sages and resort to any insidious tricks.Everyone in the world agrees with the decision made at the Pleasant Horse Terrace.

At noon today, at the anode time, the heads of the various sects prayed incense and wished the birthday of heaven and earth together, and then announced the official start of this autumn contest.

The disciples from other peaks followed behind the leading senior brother, only Yu Yanbai was still alone.Many people looked at themselves with strange eyes, but Yu Yanbai held his sword in his cold face, stood alone on the stage, remained silent, and waited for the end.

Inexplicably very irritable in his heart, he was off three times today, and he didn't have the patience to observe the experience of his opponent's moves. He always made quick decisions, which attracted everyone's attention.

After the third battle, the deacon in charge of the stage said respectfully: "Senior, the next round will be scheduled until noon tomorrow. We will send paper cranes to inform you of the exact time tonight. If you want to watch the battle, there are 24 stands. You can watch it as you like; if you don’t want to watch it, you can go back to rest and adjust your breath now, so as to prepare for tomorrow. The villain will first wish you good luck in every battle and prosperous martial arts.”

Yu Yanbai nodded, impatient to watch the battle, and instead thought about the secrets about himself that he knew inexplicably today, but he was also unwilling to go back to the courtyard to face his master, and was about to walk around the Matai.

The Raiding Horse Terrace is an ancient relic, surrounded by desolate stone monuments, endless broken and godless ancient weapons, and yellow weeds.

The boundless yellow grass has passed through thousands of years, but it is just like this. No matter whether spring comes or goes, no green grass has sprouted.

I'm afraid that this place used to be the battlefield of several sages, and the killing intent at that time still prevents the birth of new grass.

He deliberately didn't recognize the direction, and let himself wander between stone tablets, weapons and weapons, but he didn't expect that after walking for dozens of miles, a few ruffian people suddenly stood in front of him.

A hint of impatience flashed in his eyes, but he thought that maybe he could use this to test his own abilities, so he raised his head expressionlessly, and looked at the white Yesa with complicated dark lines and gold threads, and felt that this person was extremely ugly , not worthy of this color at all, he couldn't help saying coldly: "What's in the way."

The man just smiled shamelessly, and communicated obscenely to the servants around him: "Oh, you have to be so tough, and you can only be strong when you get up. Look at this little brother with charming eyes and red lips, and his voice is sloppy." , then screaming... Hehe, it must be a stunner."

They saw Yu Yanbai's expression was frosty but motionless, they just thought he was thin-skinned, but they didn't pay attention to his cultivation in the later stage of foundation establishment.

Although this is a disciple of the Qingwei Sect, he has been walking alone these few days, and no one has made friends with him. Therefore, these shameless people who are used to it don't even think about it, and only think of the Qingwei Sect and theirs. The structure of the small sect is not bad, thinking that Yu Yanbai is an unfavorable tough guy, so he wants to love him a lot.

These few people are all spoiled from a family with a crooked upper beam and a crooked lower beam. They are all in the middle stage of foundation establishment piled up with pills. I think this kid is good-looking, so I'm afraid they should be raised with medicine so that he can enjoy it with enthusiasm. Son; when the time comes, they have used medicine and let him cultivate to a high level. As long as a few of them go up together, even the heavenly king Lao Tzu will soften into a puddle of autumn water, obediently lying on the ground and screaming.

Several people gradually formed a circle and approached Yu Yanbai with a smile.

Yu Yanbai lowered his head, as if he was reciting some formula silently.

The leading boy in white smiled wretchedly when he saw it, and said: "Brother, don't do anything to struggle, the brothers have already put out the smoke, that is to love you, if you are obedient, everyone will enjoy it; what's more What's more, I'm afraid that the elders of your family's family have raised you so well, how could they hold back their mouths? Look at your delicate skin, you must not know how to do those housework in the wilderness, and it's even more wild. Why don't you let the brothers come and teach you the fun here, huh?"

Although the world's famous schools are decent, and the disciples are all elites, it is rare that good and bad are mixed, and there are such lustful hungry ghosts.What's more... Of those outstanding talents in the previous life, which one in the end didn't look like a sperm with a brain?He sneered in his heart, and when he heard him talking about the elders of the teacher's sect, he became even more irritated for no reason. Thinking of what the jade pendant taught him, he felt that it was God's will, the hand formula from the Shiqu Pavilion was actually the same as the one in his jade pendant The secret comes in a set!

Several people saw this handsome and slender man suddenly raised his head and smiled charmingly, they couldn't help being dazed for a while, but after reacting, they found that their hands had already pinched their necks, and they couldn't speak while drinking, but the man was still smiling. Deji was as beautiful as a spring flower, but his eyes became more fierce, even slightly red, looking back at them with pity and disgust, Shi Shiran went.

Everyone just felt that the strength in their hands was even more uncontrollable, and they strangled themselves to death one after another!

The spiritual consciousness left by the elders of these people searched, but found no enemies. Their own nephews had already fallen to the ground, their eyeballs protruding, and they died in a miserable state. The things under their crotches were still stiff, and some The crotch came out, and they couldn't help being furious, asserting that it must be the work of Moxiu.

As Yu Yanbai went away, he secretly recalled what Yubi said.

While the mind is in a trance, controlling it with divine consciousness can make it irresistible to do what it wants.

I have something in my heart, I want to get it but I can't get it, so this method was born.

He couldn't help relaxing his mind, thinking of the master's absent-minded, dry kiss and uncontrollable passionate thoughts, he only felt his throat was thirsty.

But he didn't fall into such a tragic fate, but the fate added it to the master who protected him.

Maybe only by alienation, only by struggling in the fate of being humiliated by others, until the hands are covered with blood, can the sword be forever noble, ruthless, and always in the clouds.