The whole world thought I was a victim of [Quick Transmigration]

Jiang Mian's intimate gesture made Yan Wugui a little stunned.

And Jiang Mian seemed to see his doubts, and said softly: "Master, in my hometown, rings are only given to each other by engaged people... If you have given it to others before, I will not treat you well." gone."

This, explained like this...

Yan Wugui was extremely thankful that he had confiscated his apprentices before, cleared his throat, and regained his momentum: "I still have a lot of storage rings of this style, and I'll give them to you."

"One is enough," Jiang Mian said with a smile, putting her arms around his neck, "Master has already trapped me tightly, and I can't escape."

Yan Wugui's ears warmed up: "You couldn't run away."

Although Jiang Mian said that he didn't need so many rings, Yan Wugui still found all the rings in the treasury and forced Jiang Mian to pick and wear them... By the way, let Jiang Mian know that he has no chance Then give any rings to others.

After all, a ring can also be an excellent magic weapon. The ring that Yan Wugui put on Jiang Mian at the beginning was refined from the Qianyuan Lingyu that nourishes the meridians at all times, and it also has an automatic triggering defense and attack formation.

According to Yan Wugui's words, it is most suitable for a little monk like him who is easily crushed to death.

Jiang Mian had no choice but to accept it with a blushing face.

The wives in this world are so domineering.

In order to repay, Jiang Mian took the initiative to kiss Yan Wugui several times, and promised that he would work hard to cultivate, and boasted that he would participate in the Qianlong Conference in Haikou.

The Qianlong Conference can be called one of the most grand events in the world of comprehension, and it only starts every 300 years.

It is exactly what it means, it is to let the new generation monks of the evil way and the righteous way compete to compete for the title of the real Qianlong.

For a long time, the Qianlong Conference has become the epitome of the struggle between good and evil.

Of course, this is also the main line in the original text where the protagonist is constantly upgrading and rising.

Because those who are eligible to participate in the Qianlong Conference must first win the competition of their respective sects, and then compete with monks selected by other sects, and rank among the top ten in the cultivation world or the demon world, only then can they compete in Qianlong. Opportunities to be featured at conferences.

And the protagonist, Shou Luo Yifan, will emerge from the defeated sect less than a hundred years ago, step out of the world, and harvest all kinds of spiritual empowerment along the way. Adventures such as soul transmission.

Then he will become a dark horse among the group of decent disciples, slap everyone's face swollen, and the face that he can't slap can still make the old attack face... and finally win the chief position of Qianlong Conference in one fell swoop.

The top three winners of the Qianlong Conference will be eligible to enter the Xuanhuang Pagoda to explore at will, and the chief can stay there and practice enlightenment for one year.

This Xuanhuang Pagoda is an ancient artifact with spiritual wisdom. One year in the outside world is equivalent to 500 years in the Xuanhuang Pagoda... So the protagonist Shou can upgrade crazily again, harvest the treasure, and use this to find the way to defeat the demon king Yan Wugui inspiration.

So near the end of the original book, he will break through several realms in a shocking way, and successfully seal Yan Wugui in the deepest part of the Abyss of Wangyou.

Although according to the calculations of the system, the current Yan Wugui is too strong, even if the protagonist is cheated, he can't beat him, but Jiang Mian doesn't want to see his wife suffer a little bit.

As long as Jiang Mian can get a place in the competition, after the opening of this Qianlong Conference, the Xuanhuang Pagoda will definitely become his possession.

The only problem now is that he is afraid that Yan Wugui will not agree.

And Yan Wugui is still wondering why Jiang Mian's ability to adapt is so strong.

Not only the identity of a cultivator, but in just a few days, Jiang Mian has taken the position of a demon cultivator without any obstacles, and is even so enthusiastic that he is willing to take the initiative to compete with the orthodox cultivators.

Perhaps Jiang Mian was a bit cold-hearted... But Yan Wugui thought, since his relationship with Jiang Mian had changed, he certainly had the right to interfere with many things about Jiang Mian.

For the time being, Yan Wugui made an agreement with Jiang Mian. Before the Demon Palace's personal competition begins, as long as Jiang Mian can safely enter the Golden Core Stage, then how he wants to develop in the future is up to Jiang Mian's heart.

Anyway, with Yan Wugui protecting him, Jiang Mian can walk sideways wherever he goes.

When Jiang Mian got into his arms with satisfaction, Yan Wugui tentatively brought up the question he had been thinking about for a few days.

"I want to take you to the mortal realm once, and settle your family properly."

He just wanted to see if Jiang Mian missed his family at all.

And Jiang Mian wasn't worried about his family at all, he was only worried about Yan Wugui.

Just because he had read the original text, Jiang Mian knew that people in the cultivation world had been paying close attention to Yan Wugui.

As long as Yan Wugui stepped out of the abyss of Wangyou with half a foot, there would definitely be countless people flying over desperately, chasing and intercepting him.Can't be driven away like flies.

"Master, can you also go to the mortal world? Will there be any problems?" Jiang Mian frowned slightly, "Those people of the righteous way..."

"In this world, I have nowhere to go," Yan Wugui interrupted him, smiling disdainfully, "It's just a little troublesome, but this seat//body doesn't have half a demon cultivator aura, no one can recognize it .”

Hearing this, Jiang Mian's eyes lit up.

Although it is normal to change vests to go out in the realm of comprehension, there has never been a detailed description of Yan Wugui's use of vests in the original text.

He shook Yan Wugui's sleeves and said softly, "Are you going to use another body to take me to the mortal world? That's how it is. Master, please let me see."

In fact, Yan Wugui regretted it after he finished speaking, he didn't like his vest very much.

But the look of anticipation on Jiang Mian's face was too obvious, Yan Wugui hesitated for a moment, and still lowered his eyes to call out the body//body.

In an instant, two Yan Wugui appeared before Jiang Mian's eyes.

The appearance is exactly the same, but the temperament is completely opposite.

If you don't look carefully, you may not even be able to tell that this is the same person.

Because it is different from Yan Wugui's own silver-haired red eyes, that Dao Fen//wears a white dress, with black hair tied, and his eyes are dark and deep like a normal person.

There was a long sword hanging on his waist, and a gentle smile appeared on the corner of his lips, which vaguely lacked half of the breath of life, but did not have the slightest gloomy and hostile spirit.

No matter how you look at it, it looks like a handsome and upright hero.

Jiang Mian stared at him blankly for a long time, then looked back at Yan Wugui's uneasy expression, and asked in a low voice, "Master, is this what you looked like before you turned to the magic way?"

"Well, when I was promoted to the Nascent Soul Stage for the first time, I started to refine this natal avatar//body, which took a lot of effort. Its body is a ten thousand-year jade bodhi. With the improvement of my realm, It will continue to grow stronger," Yan Wugui said with a sneer, "thanks to me hiding it so well, even when it was besieged back then, no one was aware of its existence."

Before Jiang Mian could reply, he sighed with some sarcasm: "Times have passed, and few people in this cultivation world remember what I was like back then. Those decent monks saw this avatar//body, and even took the initiative to Call me a fellow Taoist."

Yan Wugui himself didn't realize that whenever he was nervous, he would talk more.

At this moment, he really cared a little, which of Jiang Mian's looks he liked better.

But after Jiang Mian listened, her face turned red: "Then if you are happy with me, there are two masters together..."

Yan Wugui's whole body was stiff when he heard this, and he flicked his forehead vigorously: "Thinking wildly!"

He never expected that Jiang Mian would cry when she was shot.

The ancestor rubbed his head lightly, the corners of his eyes turned red instantly, staring at him pitifully, his tear-filled eyes were full of accusations.

Yan Wugui suddenly remembered that Jiang Mian had indeed warned him that he would cry before, and became more and more nervous.

"Master, you are bullying... I don't like you anymore..."

The thick black eyelashes trembled slightly, and the tears rolled down like broken pearls.

"Okay, okay, I'm wrong..." Yan Wugui was at a loss, trying to coax some more words, but was interrupted by Jiang Mian's movements.

"I want another master to hug me, not you," Jiang Mian got out of his arms, commanding with aggrieved voice, "Hurry up."

Yan Wugui's heart was blocked, and he had no choice but to separate his mind.

Thus, the handsome Jianxiu Yan Wugui successfully hugged Jiang Mian horizontally.

And Mozun Yan Wugui could only sit where he was and stare blankly.

Although both of these are manipulated by Yan Wugui himself... But for some reason, Yan Wugui feels very depressed.

"Sorry," he tried to speak with his separate body, and suddenly found that the voice of this body was much gentler than the main body, "...Mianmian, does it still hurt?"

Jiang Mian's inexhaustible tears disappeared in an instant, and she said sweetly, "It doesn't hurt."

Yan Wugui: Damn it!