Cannon fodder is no more [Quick Transmigration]

In other words, according to the current situation, his face, which is very similar to Mu Xing, will gradually grow, and become less and less like Mu Xing.

If even a similar appearance does not exist, it will be even more difficult to realize what he plans.

Xue Zhongyu was not reconciled.

Especially seeing how good Mu Xing is.

Taixuzong would spread the news every now and then, saying that Junior Brother Mu had refined a panacea of ​​excellent quality again, which attracted a crowd of disciples to snatch it up.

The progress of the practice is not very rumored, but You Huo seems to be able to sense Mu Xing's realm - that is an amazing speed of practice that spreads out.

Xue Zhongyu was even more moved when she heard this: If she is so talented, if she can become mine...

Does he still need to be oppressed by the crooks of Crescent Peak every day to practice?

He is a demon, and he is not an ordinary monk. This kind of cultivation method is not what he should have at all.

His mind was spinning rapidly, his body felt exhausted, and Xue Zhongyu fell asleep.

Xue Zhongyu felt that she had just closed her eyes when she was woken up by the urging voice beside her ear.

It was the face of the second senior brother Qi Xiubai.

Qi Xiubai showed Xue Zhongyu's favorite gentle smile: "Junior Brother, it's time to get up and practice swords."

Snow Jade: ...

It is urgent to devour the talent of the body!

The most perfect stand-in plan before was no longer available, and it was difficult for him to carve the shadow of "Jade in the Snow" on Mu Xing.

Demons naturally know how to snatch other people's things. Since this trick doesn't work, use a more brutal next trick.

Kill Mu Xing.

Devour his blood and spiritual power.

This move is far inferior to using a substitute to perfectly inherit the talent of Jishen, but he has no other choice.

Only in this way can this body be erased and a new body selected again.

Youhuo woke him up cruelly: "But little master, Mu Xing has been on the medicine peak, and you have no chance at all."

Xue Zhongyu said darkly: "I don't believe it, he can stay in Yaofeng all his life and never come out."

Youhuo said the reality even more cruelly: "Even if he leaves Yaofeng, you are not his opponent."

This is why the juvenile demons need to hide and hide their identities so that they cannot be discovered by anyone.

Because—at this time they are really weak.

Xue Zhongyu: "..."

He became angry with embarrassment: "Youhuo! Where are you from! Can you stop pouring cold water on me?"

Youhuo said faintly: "I also hope to have a smart and powerful master, but don't I have no choice?"

Xue Zhongyu: "..."

When I become stronger in the future, I will definitely lock you, you bastard, in a place where no one can see it!

Let's see who else you can say those goddamn things to!

Xue Zhongyu finally got a day off with her good performance.

He said that he wanted to go to Yaofeng to meet Mu Xing, and Xue Wuya and the others were very happy. This mentality is probably the same as that of his son who is a scumbag in his family who consciously wants to get close to the parents of a bully.

When Xue Zhongyu found Mu Xing, he was lying in the courtyard of the small building basking in the sun.

The afternoon of Yaofeng is always sunny, Mu Xing is lying on the recliner covered with soft blanket, half of his body is almost sinking into it.There was a fluffy Lingbao lying on its stomach, and on the small table next to it were an open book, two plates of spiritual fruits of various colors, a plate of snacks that Li Xuanyao bought from the mountain, and a pot of fragrance The overflowing spiritual grass tea, with a small array engraved on the bottom of the pot, ensures that the tea will always be in the best state of taste.

Cozy and laid back.

It was completely different from Xue Zhongyu's imagination!

He thought that he was forced to get up early to practice sword every day, and had no rest all day long. Logically speaking, Mu Xing's progress in cultivation was so fast, shouldn't he practice hard all day long?

What is this doing?

Looking at Mu Xing's immature but extremely clear face, Xue Zhongyu's heart was even more moved.

He is a demon, the incarnation of thousands of desires in the world. He is greedy by nature. When he sees beautiful things, he instinctively wants to take them for himself.

"Junior Brother Mu!" He suppressed all delusions and shouted happily.

Mu Xing opened his eyes from a nap, saw that he didn't bother to move, and said unceremoniously: "You made me rest because of your noise."

Xue Zhongyu puffed up her face: "I'm sorry, what are you doing?"

Mu Xing: "Sleep."

Xue Zhongyu: "..."

Obviously, Mu Xing has no desire to communicate with himself.

He turned his eyes and looked at the book turned upside down on the table: "What are you reading? A book on cultivation?"

Mu Xing wrapped himself up in the soft velvet cushion and didn't want to move: "Oh, my senior brother is afraid that I will be bored, so I brought a book of words from the mountain."

Xue Zhongyu: "..."

It is also a senior brother, and some people will go down the mountain to bring a storybook and delicious food to the senior brother.

And there are some dog senior brothers who only pull the junior out of the bed every morning to practice swords!

It's not fair.

Mu Xing glanced at him in surprise when he heard the words, Xue Zhongyu realized that he had just muttered what was in his heart.

Mu Xing knew about it. After all, Xue Zhongyu was very popular in the sect. He used to go out with his disciples to pick up missions. Now that he doesn't show up, someone always asks.

As soon as you ask, you will know that he is being restrained by his father to practice.

Mu Xing thought for a while, and honestly told the truth: "If you can cultivate as fast as I do, your brothers won't force you anymore. In the end, it's because your talent is not good enough, and you are not diligent enough. "

Xue Zhongyu: "..."

You are so good-looking, why do you have such a vicious mouth?

If he didn't have a plan, he would definitely leave immediately.

Too much!

But not only did he not leave, but he had to pretend that although he was angry, he was not completely angry, and even praised Mu Xing: "Then why do you practice so fast? Is there any secret? My father and senior brother all said that God rewards you Qin, you must have put in a lot of hard work to achieve such success in cultivation and alchemy, right?"

Mu Xing said casually: "Oh, actually not. I don't practice hard at all. I practice whenever I want. When I don't want to practice, I just lie down and bask in the sun like now."

While smoothing Lingbao's hair, he smiled lazily: "The reason why I practice fast and excel in alchemy is entirely because of my talent."

Xue Zhongyu: "..."

He also wanted to laugh with Mu Xing, but he couldn't.

He offered his farewell with a wooden face.

Mu Xing watched his figure disappear and shook his head.

The light group paralyzed in his sea of ​​consciousness hesitated for a long time before whispering: "He has no good intentions for you."

Mu Xing nodded: "I know."

Light group:?

In this life, Xue Zhongyu didn't show any malice towards Mu Xing, right?

Mu Xing picked up the half-read script, and read it leisurely: "I have already expressed my impatience and dislike so obviously, he, a second-generation fairy who has been loved since childhood, actually endured it, and still treated him I greet you with a smile."

"Either there is something wrong with my brain, or I am trying to figure out something about me."

"No matter how you look at it, it's more of the latter."

As he spoke, his expression suddenly changed.

He took out something from the storage ring, it was the two spirit beast eggs given to him by the fish red medicine, and he moved it just now.

If you look closely, there is a hair-like crack on the surface of the white jade-like eggshell, which is so subtle that people almost ignore it.

A burst of joy and anticipation surged in Mu Xing's heart: Is this about to break the shell?I don't know what kind of spirit beast it is.

Xue Zhongyu almost gritted her teeth and returned to Crescent Moon Peak.

He snorted coldly and said, "If it wasn't for the people of Crescent Moon Peak not being able to live up to expectations, this kind of talent already belongs to me."

He patiently began to make a comprehensive plan. He couldn't find anything in Mu Xing, so he looked for opportunities in Yaofeng.

But before he could implement it, he was hit by a "surprise" that fell from the sky.

The junior brother of Crescent Moon Peak is missing again!

It is said that it was the hands of the demons, because there was a heavy demonic energy left on the scene.

Mu Xing raised his eyebrows when he heard the news: "I wish him good luck."

And somehow, he was knocked out by someone's sneak attack, and when he woke up, he felt Xue Zhongyu, who was full of evil thoughts around him: "..."

For a moment, I don't know whether to be angry or happy.

Youhuo said in his spiritual consciousness: "Actually, it is good to come to the Demon Realm. You are useless at Crescent Moon Peak. There are more good and evil thoughts here. Although there is no effect, but little will add up. Eating more can always improve a little bit." powerful."

It sighed and said: "Although the cultivation speed is a bit slower, you can live for a long time. Live longer, eat more evil thoughts, replenish your quality with quantity, and hurry to the golden core stage. Find another body and start over again, that is, more Just take some time."

Xue Zhongyu hated his tone inexplicably, and he said angrily: "At this rate, when I reach the Golden Core stage, Mu Xing won't even know what level he has cultivated to!"

Youhuo was surprised: "Do you still want to compare the speed of cultivation with him? My little master?"

He thought for a moment, and sincerely persuaded him: "I have read the entire collection of Taixuzong's books, and Mu Xing's cultivation speed can be ranked in the top ten among Taixuzong's ten thousand years of history. There are only a few hundred a year."

"Let's be more pragmatic."

Xue Zhongyu: "..."

"Brother Xiaoyu!" A crisp voice interrupted the anger he was about to utter.

It was a beautiful little girl, looking at him happily: "I haven't seen you for two years, Jiang Ling misses you. Do you miss me?"

Xue Zhongyu looked at the chains on her ankles and showed a bright smile: "Of course I miss Ah Ling too."

"Liar!" The little girl who was still smiling just now pulled her face down and stared at him coldly, "You are having a good time in Taixuzong, I know it very well. If it wasn't for this time I sent someone to If you catch it, you won't think of me at all."

Xue Zhongyu: "..."

From the little girl in front of him, he felt strong resentment and some kind of not-so-beautiful darkening aura.

He showed a sad look: "Ah Ling, what do you want me to do? Those are my family members. They are very sad that I am missing. They thought I had an accident and that I was abused in the Demon Realm."

"I told Dad when I got back that you were very kind to me."

"I miss you very much. I originally planned to stay with my father for a while, so I came to see you in the Devil Realm."

The pretty little girl frowned and asked doubtfully, "Really?"

Xue Zhongyu looked at her tenderly: "Of course it's true, Brother Ah Yu won't lie to Ah Ling."

Princess Jiangling showed a joyful smile on her face. She clapped her hands happily, and said with a smile: "I can't always tell whether your words are true or false, but it doesn't matter if you lie to me. Father said, As long as you are locked up, you can't go anywhere, you can only play with me in the devil world, that's fine."