You've never seen such a righteous villain [Transmigration Book]

Lu Qianchuan raised his hand and held Yan Zi'an's wrist.

He said, "I remembered."

At the beginning, his spiritual power was too strong to be controlled by himself, so the master and mother jointly sealed his spiritual power.Later, Shao Shu became mad and entrusted him to Yan Zi'an to take care of him, and Yan Zi'an sealed his demon blood again.

It wasn't until the demon crouching formation arose that his demon blood was completely exposed.

But now, he regained his childhood memories, and the spiritual power in his body began to surge, clamoring to break through the shackles of the seal.

Yan Zian said: "Yesterday you have exploded most of your spiritual power, try now, can you still use it as freely as yesterday?"

Lu Qianchuan raised his hand, trying to use the spiritual force in his palm, and a large light blue spiritual flow immediately gathered in his palm.

However, this bit of spiritual power is really nothing compared to him yesterday.

Yan Zian patted him on the shoulder: "It's okay, I will get it back sooner or later."

Lu Qianchuan looked down at his palms, complex emotions flashed in his eyes, hesitantly said: "Such powerful spiritual power... Is it something I was born with?"

"I know what you're wondering about," Yan Zi'an said, "Your mother and I also wondered about this more than ten years ago, but now that the Demon God has appeared, I think this matter is probably enough to be answered."

Lu Qianchuan smiled with a complicated mood.

"No matter what," Yan Zi'an rubbed his hair, "Whether it's an ancient god or a descendant of the demon race, for me, you will always be my great disciple of the Wanling Sect, and you are the most proud Asakawa. "

Lu Qianchuan's hands trembled, and his eyes turned red involuntarily.

Yan Zi'an smiled and patted him again: "Okay, let's go back."

When the two returned to the camp, the rest of the people had dispersed, only Shao Shu was still sitting in front of the table, frowning and thinking.

Yan Zi'an sat down next to Shao Shu quietly, and the two of them didn't say a word, and the air was filled with an atmosphere of tacit harmony.

Lu Qianchuan simply backed out.

He returned to his and Mo Chenyuan's camp, opened the curtain, saw Mo Chenyuan, like Shao Shu, sitting behind the table with a contemplative expression, and asked with a smile: "Like seniors, are you worried about what to do next?" ?”

Mo Chenyuan looked up at him.

Those eyes were filled with blood, filled with madness and paranoia that Lu Qianchuan could not understand.

Lu Qianchuan's heart trembled, and he quickly asked, "What's wrong?"

Mo Chenyuan stood up as if nothing had happened: "What did Master tell you?"

"Nothing to say."

"Didn't say anything?" Mo Chenyuan smiled softly, "How could you not say anything after you have been out for so long?"

Lu Qianchuan was a little unhappy by this weird attitude, and frowned, "What's wrong with you?"

"It's nothing," Mo Chenyuan said, "Master and senior brother were too fascinated to chat, so I didn't notice. Not long after you went out, I followed you out and stood not far from you."

Lu Qianchuan was slightly taken aback, and subconsciously stroked the mark on the back of his neck.

It is said that with this imprint, it is impossible for him not to notice Mo Chenyuan's approach, but at that time he was immersed in the memory of the past, and it is possible to be negligent for a while.

"Have you heard it all?" Lu Qianchuan sighed helplessly, "I didn't expect such a development."

"What are you going to do, brother?"

"What's the plan?"

"Future plans," Mo Chenyuan stared closely at his eyes, "Do you want to restore your identity as an ancient god?"

"I have to do this," Lu Qianchuan walked to the bed and sat on the pillar, "other than that, we have no other choice."

"But the master said last time that he will find a way." Mo Chenyuan pressed on step by step and walked to his side.

Lu Qianchuan closed his eyes: "The method master said is me."

With a bang, a cluster of magic currents exploded around Mo Chenyuan.

Lu Qianchuan was startled, and quickly opened his eyes: "What's wrong?"

Mo Chenyuan didn't answer, but looked at him with bloody eyes without blinking.Lu Qianchuan had no doubt that if he didn't do anything, blood and tears would really flow from his eyes.

As soon as he grasped Mo Chenyuan's hand, and slowly passed the spiritual flow in his body, he asked in a daze, "What's the matter?"

Even though it was fine early in the morning, why did this kid look like he was about to explode while he was talking to his master?

Mo Chenyuan waved his hand away, leaned forward, and hugged him tightly: "Don't go."

Lu Qianchuan patted him on the back and comforted him without knowing it: "I won't leave."

He repeated it several times in a row, but Mo Chenyuan acted as if he didn't hear it, no matter how much he promised he would not say a word.

The heart beat a few times in a panic, Lu Qianchuan leaned close to Mo Chenyuan's lips and kissed delicately: "Aren't I right here?"

After saying this for a long time, Mo Chenyuan responded in a low voice: "I have been having a dream for the past few days."

"I dreamed that brother's body was surrounded by blue aura, so clean that it would not stain the world."

Lu Qianchuan smiled: "It was me who saw me before going to bed, and I still see me in my dreams, are you tired?"

Mo Chenyuan hugged him even harder, his voice was as dull as if he was in a bottle: "I dreamed that you smiled at me and flew away."

Lu Qianchuan: "???"

Where is this?

He patted Mo Chenyuan dumbfounded: "I've been thinking about something all day long."

Mo Chenyuan raised his head, and his coquettish red pupils looked straight into his eyes: "Brother won't leave now, can you go later? When you recover the memory of God, will you stay here forever?"

Lu Qianchuan was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect that he was thinking about such a thing, and said, "Even with strong spiritual power, am I still me?"

Mo Chenyuan shook his head stubbornly: "It's different."

Just like the god they saw in Raksha Hell, the whole person is very different from Lu Qianchuan.

Moreover, he once saw his previous life in Lu Qianchuan's sea of ​​consciousness.This person came from a familiar environment to an extremely strange world. If he had the power to return to the original world, what would he do?

Every time Mo Chenyuan thought of this, he was so worried that he was going crazy.

He really couldn't imagine what the world would be like without Lu Qianchuan.

Buried in the brother's neck, he took a deep breath, and said in a deep voice, "You are not allowed to go."

Lu Qianchuan was helpless, just as he was about to reassure him, he saw a few thin red threads emerging from Mo Chenyuan's body.

The red rope twisted and twisted, and stretched wantonly in the air, wrapping around his wrist and ankle respectively.

Lu Qianchuan's eyes widened: "What are you doing!"

"You promised me last night that you would stay here forever," Mo Chenyuan showed a paranoid smile, and gently stroked Lu Qianchuan's cheek, "I won't let you go."

Surprised and angry, Lu Qianchuan raised his hand to struggle.

The red rope was condensed by Mo Chenyuan's own magic power, no matter how much he struggled, the red rope was tightly tied to his wrists and ankles, without any loosening.

He stared at Mo Chenyuan, and as soon as his eyes met those scarlet red eyes, he knew that Mo Chenyuan had trapped himself in it.

There was a soreness in his heart, he couldn't tell whether it was more pity or worry, he said softly: "Shen Yuan, let me go first."

"Senior brother stay here." Not only did Mo Chenyuan not let go, but he took a few steps back, "I will always be with you."

Lu Qianchuan said: "How do you know that I will leave after recovering my spiritual power? Are you so unconfident in me?"

The word "leave" probably touched two of Mo Chenyuan's most sensitive strings, and he raised his brows: "You are not allowed to leave!"

Lu Qianchuan was tired and distressed, seeing him driving himself into such a crazy look, he didn't know what to say.

In the blink of an eye, he was quick to wit, and raised his voice, "Shen Yuan! Look at me!"

Mo Chenyuan looked into his eyes subconsciously.

At the same time, Lu Qianchuan followed the method of empathy that Sun Youlan had taught him in his memory, and when he moved his eyes, his consciousness flew out of his body.

It was not the first time for Mo Chenyuan to come to Sea of ​​Consciousness, and he walked forward in the darkness very familiarly.

Finally reached a place with a little light, Lu Qianchuan was so anxious that he went straight to the deepest part of the sea of ​​consciousness.

Mo Chenyuan really stood there.

It's just that his eyes were even redder than before, and his face was somewhat bewildered, as if he was afraid of something, and he tentatively walked forward.

Lu Qianchuan took a few leaps, rushed over and hugged him.

A delicate kiss landed on Mo Chenyuan's eyebrows and cheeks, and finally lingered on his lips.He stared blankly at Lu Qianchuan in front of him: "Brother?"

While kissing him, Lu Qianchuan replied, "It's me."

Mo Chenyuan hugged him subconsciously.

The sea of ​​knowledge can best reflect a person's true thoughts. Mo Chenyuan's first reaction showed that he was worried about gains and losses. Lu Qianchuan was so distressed, and regardless of the pain caused by the hands around his waist, he comforted him: "Don't be afraid. ,I am here."

Mo Chenyuan said softly: "Yes."

Lu Qianchuan smiled helplessly, and bit his lips lightly: "Does it hurt?"

"A little."

"It's right if it hurts." Lu Qianchuan bit harder.

Mo Chenyuan hissed lightly in pain, but the strength in his hands did not loosen at all.

"This is your punishment for locking me up." Lu Qianchuan said.

Mo Chenyuan looked at him blankly, and was completely puzzled by this sentence: "What is it about you?"

really.

Mo Chenyuan's actions just now have been out of his own control, so he has no idea what this sentence means in the sea of ​​knowledge.

Lu Qianchuan patted him on the back lightly: "It's nothing."

He covered Mo Chenyuan's hand, pulled him to sit down, and asked, "Shen Yuan, tell me, what do you want?"

"Want?" Mo Chenyuan froze for a moment, thought for a moment, and replied, "It's you."

Although he had expected this answer long ago, Lu Qianchuan inevitably blushed, and his heart also lost its rhythm.

He coughed lightly: "I know." After thinking about it, he felt that it was a bit shameless to say that, so he remedied, "I mean, what do you want me to do?"

Mo Chenyuan in the sea of ​​consciousness probably wasn't in a good state, he was stunned for a while, and asked, "What do you do?"

"I mean," Lu Qianchuan said, "do you want me to be by your side all the time, or do you want me to stay here all the time?"

Mo Chenyuan was a little puzzled: "Isn't staying here just by my side?"

"No," Lu Qianchuan took his hand and put it on his heart, "I am here, but my heart may not be here; I am far away, but my heart is always on you."

"Both, which one do you want?"

Mo Chenyuan was overwhelmed by this question.