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

The next day, Yan Wugui was still a little nervous.

But Jiang Mian didn't intend to continue to be angry, he lay in Yan Wugui's arms for a while, and after waking up, he kissed his wife's face lazily.

Yan Wugui lifted his spirits, seized the opportunity, hugged him hard and kissed him again and again.

Last night Jiang Mian was not very willing to get close to him, but now that his attitude is relaxed, Yan Wugui realizes how much he really misses these things, and how much he thinks too much.

With warm and fragrant nephrite in her arms, it doesn't matter if she looks down.

Jiang Mian was at his mercy, her cold lips were warm and flushed by the kiss, but there was a playful smile in her eyes.

"Master, you are in a hurry."

"……Um."

That meaningful sight made Yan Wugui's ears warm, but he dared not refute.

Jiang Mian turned sideways, raised her hand to stroke his soft silver hair, and brushed the few strands of hair that covered the side of her face behind her ears.

The tips of slightly hot ears were suddenly exposed to the air. Jiang Mian touched them lightly on purpose. Seeing Yan Wugui's uneasy expression, he bent his lips and said, "You're still a Demon Lord. You're so cute. You'll laugh out loud when you say it."

"If you say it, tell it... Whoever dares to laugh at me, I will kill him." Yan Wugui froze all over, subconsciously replied in a muffled voice.

After speaking, he was secretly worried that he would appear too fierce.

"It's too much." Jiang Mian chuckled, but stopped teasing him too much, got up to dress and wash.

After all, my wife has always been thin-skinned.

And Yan Wugui silently followed Jiang Mian, hesitated for a long time before calling out: "Mianmian."

"Ok?"

"Are you still angry?" He asked in a low voice with some guilt.

Jiang Mian tied up her hair casually, turned around and raised her eyebrows and said, "Will you still be fierce to me in the future?"

"...I dare not."

Hearing this, Jiang Mian bent his eyes, raised his hand and rubbed his head: "Good boy."

Was patted on the head.

Yan Wugui always thought it was weird, but he didn't intend to refuse.

The ancestor finally didn't get angry anymore, just touch it a few more times.

After waking up, Jiang Mian was not busy practicing, and first ate a bowl of warm preserved egg porridge, and invited Yan Wugui to try it too.

Yan Wugui was still very obedient, and he ate as soon as Jiang Mian asked him to eat.

The taste was much better than he imagined, but his mind was still on Jiang Mian.

Because Jiang Mian's aura is getting stronger little by little, and he is very close to Jindan.

"Is the gain of that Buddhist bead effective?"

Jiang Mian snorted softly, "Yes, but if you get hurt in the future, I'll take it out and give it to you again."

"...This seat will not be injured."

"But what if all the cultivators in the Transcending Tribulation Stage join forces to deal with you and seal you?" Jiang Mian narrowed his eyes.

"Mian Mian, people who have just entered the tribulation stage, can't survive a stick of incense in my hands. A few more people are just a few more lives wasted," Yan Wugui explained earnestly, every word and every word. Can't do it, "As for those old men who are about the same level as this seat...they are all several times older than this seat, and if they don't ascend, half of their bodies will be buried in the ground! These old men hide better than anyone else, but they don't have the heart No matter what the battle between good and evil."

Logically speaking, this is indeed the case.

Yan Wugui is the youngest cultivator in the late stage of crossing the catastrophe. Apart from him, there are only a bunch of old antiques who cherish their lives and don't care about their own business.

But who is the main character, Gong Shou, who is born with the ability to shake people?They couldn't defeat Yan Wugui, and it didn't mean that Yan Wugui could retreat without loss.

Of course, Jiang Mian didn't refute directly, but pinched his face and said shamelessly, "I'm going to worry about you, can't I?"

"Cough...Mianmian can do anything!"

What happened last night is vivid in his mind, Yan Wugui doesn't dare to provoke him by talking nonsense now.

Adhering to the golden rule that Mianmian can do whatever he wants, he followed Jiang Mian's wishes and sent someone to call Luo Yifan.

Unexpectedly, this Luo Yifan broke through to the late Jindan stage overnight.

"Meet the two seniors!" Luo Yifan greeted and saluted respectfully, knowing the current affairs very well.

Yan Wugui can humble himself to Jiang Mian at will, but Luo Yifan...doesn't deserve him to treat him like this.

He looked at this little thing coldly, and felt particularly upset when he thought that the son of luck was a descendant of the Luo family.

"Your master is dead."

Yan Wugui announced bluntly, and Jiang Mian patted his lower back lightly before he shut up quietly.

"Yes, that's how it is... This junior understands, thank you senior for letting me know." Of course Luo Yifan did not dare to show any sadness.

"Luo Yifan, why did you reach the late Golden Core stage overnight?" Jiang Mian asked curiously.

It's amazing, even if he wasn't brought into the secret realm by the Buddhist beads, the protagonist Shou still managed to level up quickly.

"Returning to the senior, it was the shocking sword that I was lucky enough to witness yesterday, which made me very touched." Luo Yifan paused, and looked at Yan Wugui, "Can I ask one more question, the senior and you ..."

"That's my seat." Yan Wugui interrupted in a low voice.

Luo Yifan's eyes lit up, and he couldn't hold back: "I admire you very much, today's junior's improvement in swordsmanship is thanks to your sword!"

"Admiration?" Yan Wugui smiled disdainfully, "Do you know who this seat is?"

"Senior, you..." Luo Yifan hesitated for a while, thinking about all the things he saw in the demon world, he had no choice but to continue to bite the bullet and say, "Could it be that you are the king of the demon world?"

Jiang Mian tugged at Yan Wugui's sleeve, and took up the conversation with great interest: "It's him, so how will you choose from now on?"

"The kindness of the Daoist, regardless of the position. The younger generation... must keep secret about today's affairs." Luo Yifan respectfully replied.

It's okay, his attitude is very good now, and there is no trace of resentment in his eyes.

The sword that Yan Wugui slashed casually seemed to have made Luo Yifan's favorability extremely high by accident.

"Luo Yifan, maybe you don't know it well, but in fact, you are born with very good luck. Even without Master, you will still be unimpeded in this world." Compared with Yan Wugui's stinky face, Jiang Mian looks kind Much more, and said with a smile, "Speaking of which, the Zongmen Grand Competition is about to start, right? In a few days, maybe you and I...will meet again at the Qianlong Conference."

Luo Yifan listened half-understood, a little puzzled: "Senior, you also want to participate in the Qianlong Conference?"

In his eyes, Jiang Mian is also an old monster who deliberately hides his cultivation.

"Well, I talked a lot with Granny Luo yesterday, so I'm about the same age as you." Jiang Mian looked at him with her chin propped up, still smiling.

"Grandma..." Luo Yifan's face changed slightly. He could understand the vague threat in Jiang Mian's words. He took a deep breath, lifted up his robe and knelt down in front of Yan Wugui, "Young man, really!" I don’t know how Master offended His Majesty, but since then, this junior guesses that he deserved it, and I promise I will never complain... Your Majesty, Senior, I will never forget your life-saving grace, I will never forget it. I am also willing to serve you as a servant, I just hope you can spare my grandma and grandpa, they are just mortals and don't know about it!"

"If you are a slave, you can avoid it," Jiang Mian smiled. "There is only one thing, I hope you will keep it in mind. If you meet a phoenix in the future, don't follow his way. For the enemy."

"...Phoenix?" Luo Yifan was startled.

Even Yan Wugui frowned slightly, but this time he obediently refrained from speaking.

Jiang Mian didn't explain too much, but asked softly, "Can you do it?"

"As humans, the younger generation will naturally not associate with monsters!" Luo Yifan hurriedly agreed.

Now Luo Yifan agreed easily, but in fact no one knew that the phoenix Jiang Mian was talking about was Luo Yifan's future old attack.

As the leader of the Feng clan, the protagonist Gong who only appeared in the middle of the original text has been hiding his identity as a monster and walking in the world. For some reason, he and Yan Wugui also have some grudges, and they don't like each other... And he also took the initiative to take out the Phoenix in the later stage. The Fengtian seal held by the two clans has made a great contribution to sealing Yan Wugui.

But the highlights at that time were all on Luo Yifan, Jiang Mian was still not sure why the seal of heaven had such an effect on Yan Wugui, and what kind of damage it could cause.

But he's not taking it lightly.

All in all, the protagonist Shou is at peace for the time being.There is no need for Jiang Mian to take the initiative to kill the Son of Luck in this situation, and to incur all kinds of revenge from Heaven.

And from Luo Yifan's point of view, it's just...these two demon cultivators who could easily crush him, not only didn't cause him any physical pain, but they didn't want to kill him either.

Compared to the various suppressions that Luo Yifan encountered in the sect, Yan Wugui and Jiang Mian were even considered to be the kind of seniors who were easy to talk to.

Even the environment under Mozun's rule is not much different from the decent sect he belongs to, but it is more than several times more luxurious.

Is this the magic repair?It doesn't seem too bad.

Luo Yifan fell into confusion.

Although everyone seemed to have a bad temper and was very scary, but because Luo Yifan had half the aura of the Demon Lord on his body, when everyone saw him, their temper instantly became better.

Besides, the monks in the Demon Realm are just ordinary monks.

Before leaving, Luo Yifan was allowed to take a look at Wanzhang Peak where Jianxiu was.

He observed the tens of thousands of sword marks between the cliffs, his heart was extremely shocked, and unconsciously, he had a deep feeling again.

At least until the stage of transforming into a god, there will be no mistakes in his journey of enlightenment.

The two seniors are his benefactors, not only for saving his life, but also for his way... Luo Yifan never lied, he really never forgets it.

After all, if there is no Yan Wugui, the entire Shijia Village will have an accident.And those people who attacked him wildly regardless of the safety of mortals that day counted as one, and they were all "righteous" monks who had received news from Tianji Pavilion.

This point alone can be called a judgment call.

Moxiu is not as evil as they say.Luo Yifan thought silently.

He moved away from Heling County with his grandpa and grandma, and helped the second elder Haosheng settle down, then he pretended nothing happened and put on another pair of pads and returned to the sect.

At the same time, Yan Wugui helped Jiang Mian protect the Dharma, and watched him successfully enter the Jindan stage with his own eyes.

The little golden ball hanging in the middle of the dantian was glowing with purple-gold light. Although it had just survived the thunder, it was still indestructible, and even pushed aside the Buddhist beads that were still pretending to be dead.The spiritual power in Jiang Mian's body increased tenfold.

"I said earlier that we agreed for a month, but now it's only a few days..." Yan Wugui couldn't help feeling emotional, "In my opinion, you may already be a Nascent Soul by then."

Now that Jiang Mian has rapidly risen to the Golden Core Stage, he should fulfill his promise.

Yan Wugui passed the jade slip with Jiang Mian's name engraved on it to the deacon who recorded the list of disciples who participated in the battle.

Naturally, there is no big competition in the magic palace, but every 50 years, there will be a school examination competition between the inner sect and the direct disciples, and the rewards are generous.

Each mountain must be screened internally, and finally the top disciple will be sent to join the battle.Compared with the Hidden Dragon Conference, they want to fight for the cultivation resources they can obtain in the future.

Only Jiang Mian's name doesn't have any affiliation behind it, it's just two simple words - Demon Palace.His identity was revealed so clearly that everyone in the Demon Palace was very puzzled, and they didn't dare to say anything more.

Only the alchemy cultivators of Red Thunder Peak provided Jiang Mian with a lot of elixirs, and they knew best...they have a good heart, and they are probably peerless geniuses!

As for Jiang Mian's going to show his face aboveboard, Yan Wugui is not very worried now.

Because of the visit from Heling County, he fully understood how weird Jiang Mian was.

But the surface work still needs to be done well.

Yan Wugui stuffed Jiang Mian with a lot of high-level spells, all of which were one level higher than his current level of cultivation, which happened to be able to be activated easily with spiritual power.

Jiang Mian accepted it readily, and asked with a smile, "Afraid I get hurt?"

"If you can't expose it, you won't expose it," Yan Wugui replied earnestly. "You broke through the realm too fast. If you arouse suspicion in the future, it's not good. But if they all think that there is this seat to help you hide the truth and repair it." Because, that’s still reasonable.”

Hearing this, Jiang Mian hugged his arm and shook it: "So, Master, am I very powerful?"

"Fantastic, very powerful." Yan Wugui immediately agreed without thinking.

"...Yan Wugui!" Jiang Mian narrowed his eyes.

As soon as the words fell, Yan Wugui couldn't help becoming nervous, and said cautiously: "What's wrong?"

"Don't do this, I won't eat you." Jiang Mian snorted.

Yan Wugui lowered his voice: "Mianmian, I don't want to be like this either, but it wasn't just last night..."

"I told you I'm not angry anymore, Yan Wugui, if you just did it by chance, in fact... I also like you to kill me," Jiang Mian moved closer, put her arms around his neck, and said softly with a half-smile Said, "And every time you get angry, you never show any coercion to me. I like your restraint the most."

"……it is good."

With the warm breath close at hand, Yan Wugui not only did not relax, but also felt inexplicably stiff all over, so he could only barely respond.

Yan Wugui felt that Jiang Mian had suddenly changed.

It made him a little unsure how to deal with it.It's an indescribable feeling.

Moreover, this ancestor clearly could easily suppress his aura, but in normal times, he still behaved softly and had a weak breath.

Maybe Jiang Mian did it on purpose, pretending to be weak and waiting for him to take the bait...

While thinking silently, Yan Wugui took out the pieces of Wannian Qibing that he packed up last night, refined them again, and put them back to their original place.

At this time, Jiang Mian had just finished his afternoon nap. He turned over and raised his head, watching Yan Wugui's soft movements, and asked in confusion, "Master, how did you fix it?"

Obviously, in Yan Wugui's treasury, there are several desk cases that are exactly the same.

Yan Wugui paused slightly, and glanced at Jiang Mian quietly, looking aggrieved: "I must always remind myself to pay attention to my words and deeds."

Hearing this, Jiang Mian slowly rolled her eyes, "Come here."

Yan Wugui sat down obediently, and following Jiang Mian's instructions, he took the ancestor out of the quilt and let him lean in his arms.

"Kiss me." Jiang Mian said.

Yan Wugui bowed his head and kissed the corner of his lips.

"Don't be so light, be fierce."

"……it is good."

Jiang Mian still raised her face limply as usual, giving Yan Wugui a good kiss.He gasped lightly, the corners of his eyes were reddish, he really looked like he was bullied by Yan Wugui.

Yan Wugui stroked Jiang Mian's cold fingertips, pursed his lips impatiently, and said, "Mianmian."

"Ok?"

"You said last night that this seat has taken advantage of your whole body, but..." Yan Wugui hesitated to test it out.

"Well, that was angry words," Jiang Mian casually curled his lips, "It seems that we haven't done anything more."

"……Um."

Jiang Mian raised her eyebrows slightly: "Then Master, what do you want to do to me? Is it like the spring//gonghua books sold on the corners and alleys of the mortal world?"

"Well, that's not enough to..." Yan Wugui's ears felt hot, and he almost couldn't speak clearly.

He also brought it up on impulse.Even if he lived for thousands of years, Yan Wugui couldn't ignore his own reaction when he saw Jiang Mian's moist eyes turning misty.

"But we haven't formed a bond yet." Jiang Mian narrowed his eyes, "You really want to bully me now?"

"This seat has already been set up!" Yan Wugui replied confidently.

"Really?" Jiang Mian was startled.

"This matter can't be rushed, the grander and grander the better, those who are still worthy must participate, but now the monsters are hiding in the corners, I am trying to find a way to dig them out, pack them up and catch them in the Demon Realm Participate in our bond-making ceremony..." Yan Wugui carefully planned, with extremely arrogant ideas.

Then Jiang Mian interrupted with a smile.

"Master, there is no need to wait until the contract is formed, as long as it will happen naturally. Now... we can do something a little easier."

"...What?" Yan Wugui suddenly had a bad premonition.

Jiang Mian didn't reply immediately, but lifted his robe with a smile, and touched it through the inner garment with his hand.

Yan Wugui choked for breath, and subconsciously wanted to back away, but his wrist was pinned and he couldn't move.

He had never discovered that Jiang Mian had such great strength before!

"Before the last step, there are still many things to do." Jiang Mian's smile deepened as she stared at his bewildered expression, "Master, do you want to take it off by yourself, or let me help?"

And Yan Wugui's first reaction was to add dozens of layers of barriers around the palace.

Yan Wugui is not ignorant of human affairs.

But even if he was invited by his subordinates to participate in some wine/pool/meat/forest, Yan Wugui didn't bother to answer the meeting.

Because he can't hold these things in his heart, he has no interest, and only wants to practice.

It wasn't until Jiang Mian treated him like this that he suddenly understood why there are so many people in this world who are obsessed with love//desire.

A whole body of cultivation seems to have turned into fake things.Only Jiang Mian's eyes with a wicked smile, and his slightly cold hands... are the only real existence in the world.

Yan Wugui felt powerless all over, his mind was chaotic and chaotic, and it turned into chaos in an instant.Thinking that he was so easily controlled, he could hardly relax.

"Master, your cultivation base is too high and your physical strength is too good...this is not acceptable." Jiang Mian said softly, bending her lips.

The few remaining night pearls in the magic palace were completely shattered.

Even in the pool next door where Wuwangfeng was practicing, the blood spattered up to a height of ten feet, scaring the blood cultivators at a loss.

Yan Wugui couldn't return to his senses for a long time.

He couldn't imagine that Jiang Mian didn't do anything out of the ordinary to have such an effect...

But Jiang Mian was still laughing at him.

Yan Wugui hastily pulled up his cassock in a panic.

The tip of the ear was red, but it was well hidden by the silver hair.

Unable to bear the gaze that made him feel like a glare, Yan Wugui hid alone in the spiritual pool in the apse and refused to let Jiang Mian in.

What if Jiang Mian came to play tricks on him again, he...he couldn't bear it anymore!

The more I thought about it, the more afraid I became, and my chest hurt.

But you can hide for a while, but you can't hide for a lifetime.

When Yan Wugui managed to calm down, sighed deeply, and was about to step out of the spirit pond, Jiang Mian blatantly pushed the door open, leaned against the door and looked at him with a smile.

Yan Wugui's movements froze, and he dried himself and put on his cassock as quickly as possible in his life, which took less than half a second.

"Master, why are you shy?" Jiang Mian rolled her eyes and joked, "If you're shy like this, what should you do in the future?"

"Jiang Mian, you are really a good seed for cultivating demons." Yan Wugui gritted his teeth.

"Then do you want to sleep with me tonight?"

"……want."

Swallowing his breath and returning to the bedroom, Yan Wugui sat stiffly on the bed, still very vigilant.

He still couldn't slow down, and when Jiang Mian turned over and touched him, he couldn't help but tense up.

Jiang Mian's eyes were crooked, but she seemed considerate: "It's okay, I won't bully you anymore."

Yan Wugui muffled: "So you also know that you are bullying..."

"I know." Jiang Mian stood up, held his face and rubbed it for a moment, then leaned over to kiss him softly, and said softly, "I like Master."

"..."

Yan Wugui immediately settled down, and couldn't help doubting his life.

He felt that he was too easy to coax.

But after Jiang Mian did this to him, it seemed that he really talked better.

They leaned against the bedside and chatted word by word, Yan Wugui couldn't help but talk to him about some cultivation matters, Jiang Mian listened patiently.

Not only that, Jiang Mian smoothed out his silver hair with his hands, and every time he talked, he would tilt his head and kiss him lightly.

The gaze staring at him is no longer harsh and teasing, but soft and gentle.

Yan Wugui also slowly settled down, hugged Jiang Mian into his arms as usual, and kissed the top of his hair.

"Aren't you going to sleep?" He asked in a low voice.

"I still want to see Master more, but I don't want to sleep." Jiang Mian took the initiative to interlock his fingers, coaxing him stickily.

Hearing this, Yan Wugui took a deep look at him, remained silent for a long time, and said as if he had finally made up his mind: "Do you want to hear it?"

"Ok?"

"You should be very curious about what happened to me before." Yan Wugui pursed his lips.

"Master, I never forced you." Jiang Mian took his hand and said seriously, "I will only listen if you are willing to speak."

Yan Wugui nodded slightly, and couldn't help tightening his arms.

The blood in his eyes was faintly visible, and after a long time, he said in a low voice: "The remnant soul attached to Luo Yifan is named Luo Yongzhao. Now you also know that he was once my master."

"But in this world, there is no second living person who knows... He is also my father-killing enemy."