Don't move, say goodbye! [Quick Transmigration]

Master's eldest disciple?

What the hell big disciple, Yan Mingzhen only mentioned it once, they don't even know the name of that senior brother's cultivation level, and few people have seen that guy on Jiuchong Mountain, and they have never heard anyone mention it.

Besides, what does the elder brother have to do with whether he knows Sheng Zhao or not? !

If it weren't for being unable to beat, Tan Qiao would have been unable to restrain himself from beating someone.

"Say it straight! Say it clearly! I'll ask you!"

Sheng Zhao snorted twice, gestured to his tightly grasped arm with his eyes, and Tan Qiao reluctantly let go.

"Don't bring me in the matter between you master and apprentice."

He rolled up his sleeves on purpose, and a circle of eye-catching red marks were printed on his white arm like a lotus root. Tan Qiao was startled, and his expression suddenly became unnatural.

"You are a monster, why are you so thin and tender..."

"You are a Taoist priest, how do you use your hands and feet?"

Tan Qiao: "..."

Sheng Zhao was too lazy to quarrel with him, and waved his hands like chasing flies: "Go back if you have nothing to do, I am not obliged to answer questions every day as a monster."

Seeing that he couldn't pry his mouth open here, Tan Qiao could only try in another direction.

"What do you want the Louchen Mirror for?"

He pretended not to hear Sheng Zhao's words, and out of nowhere, he stretched out his finger to lightly touch the red mark on his arm: "You remember everything, what do you want Louchen Mirror to do?"

In fact, he wanted to have a discussion with Sheng Zhao by the way. If Sheng Zhao was the one who snatched the mirror, could he borrow it? Anyway, it is not a one-time consumable.

Since he wanted to guard the gate of the two realms, after leaving Langya Paradise, Sheng Zhao always had to return to Jiuchong Mountain.

"The Louchen mirror can not only see the past, but also forget the past." This time Sheng Zhao didn't make a detour, and his warning eyes fell on his twitching fingers.

"Why did the Taoist priest make a move again?"

Tan Qiao's outstretched fingers froze in the air, and after a while, they retracted embarrassingly.

"You want to forget the past?!"

"Talk about Joe."

The little curve left on his mouth suddenly disappeared, Sheng Zhao looked at him expressionlessly and said, "Ask Feng Wu if you have any questions, don't ask me, my business has nothing to do with you."

This was the first time that Sheng Zhao unreservedly expressed his rejection of him.

There were bursts of stabbing pain in her heart, and the atmosphere became stagnant and anxious. Tan Qiao pursed her lips, trying her best to ignore the stuffy chest, pretending she didn't hear it, and continued to be cheeky patiently.

"Since you and I don't care about you, why did you go to Frost City?"

Since Sheng Zhao said that his business had nothing to do with him, why did he still get into the trap of the master and walk out of the snowy area regardless of the danger!

What the fox said was completely inconsistent, but luckily he could tell the truth from the false.

Xue Yu's memories of the past few days were brought back again, and Sheng Zhaoruo's seemingly insignificant concern was compared to the compromising kiss that day.

At least he didn't treat Linyan or Chen Xueshan like that.

"us…"

There was a cold and delicate touch from the fingertips. In the April weather, a layer of hot sweat broke out on Tan Qiao's forehead, and her cheeks were also flushed by the invisible temperature.

Thinking of a certain possibility, his lips were dry, and he couldn't help sticking out his tongue and licking it.

"Are we enemies or friends, or is there some... special relationship?"

It was very difficult for him to say the last few words, even a little difficult to say, not so much embarrassment, even he himself was unwilling to admit it or expected to be more shy.

However, Sheng Zhao turned his head to avoid his fingers, his expression was flawless, let alone fluctuating at all.

"What? The Taoist priest was also fascinated by the cunning fox demon."

In such a comparison, his youthful appearance indeed seemed to have been lost to reason.

Tan Qiao's face turned pale, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Answer my question!"

"I do not know you."

Sheng Zhao didn't hide or dodge, his eyes were unusually calm: "We are probably... a hostage relationship for a month?"

"Liar!"

Tan Qiao stood up suddenly, grasping Sheng Zhao's shoulders with both hands, her body trembled uncontrollably, half angry, half hated.

These people knew everything, but they refused to tell him anything, and even played him like a fool!

Master is like this, so is bastard fox!

In this case...

Tan Qiao made up her mind and said harshly, "Okay! I won't ask you any more! I'll go find the Louchen Mirror myself!"

Sheng Zhao's face darkened: "You want to die inside? You can't go."

"What does it have to do with you?! Didn't you say you don't know me!"

"Feng Wu will not let you go to die."

Letting go of him, Tan Qiao staggered back two steps, turned around and left: "Shut up! Don't hinder me!"

I don't know what's going on, but his eyes are a little sour.

Louchen Mirror not only allows people to see the past, but also seals it up. Sheng Zhao has the opposite plan. He doesn't want his own memory anymore.

He clearly knew him but said he didn't know him, so it was self-evident which part of the memory he wanted to forget.

Why?Why?Before that, at least give him a reason to let him know the truth.

But what Sheng Zhao meant was that he didn't care about his thoughts at all, and unilaterally sentenced that memory to death without mentioning the reason!

They must have a grudge, otherwise how could the fox completely ignore his feelings, let alone whether he would be sad.

"Open the door!"

He wanted to leave, but Sheng Zhao put a restraint on the door instead, and the door couldn't be opened no matter how hard he tried.

Tan Qiao kicked her feet angrily, showing no trace of the immortal posture she usually pretends to be.

A gust of fragrant wind passed by, his nose moved, and he was about to turn around and punch him, but Sheng Zhao pushed against the door panel with force first.

"Go away! Dead fox! Don't touch me!"

"You still have a bad temper, so what if you think about it, let you be entangled for a lifetime, and then continue to turn your face and deny anyone?!"

Sheng Zhao's strength was great, and his tone of voice was hysterical like never heard before. If the palm clasped around his neck was a little harder, he might be able to kill him.

No one spoke in the small room for a moment, and after a long silence, Sheng Zhao seemed to think it was ridiculous, and when he laughed, it became self-deprecating.

"Tan Qiao, don't play tricks on me, I beg you."

Sheng Zhao lowered his head and whispered in his ear with a thin voice: "Stay honestly in Jiuchong Mountain. This time, let's be fair. Let's all forget it completely. There will be no next time."

Tan Qiao choked up and shut his mouth tightly, an unexplained pain almost overwhelmed him, forcing him to be speechless and could only shake his head.

"It's not up to you."

"I, why did I turn my face when I think about it? I won't! If you don't believe me...we will form a bond!"

Sheng Zhao reluctantly twitched the corners of his mouth, unable to hide the tiredness between his eyebrows: "Why should I make a contract with you? It's not a thankless task."

Tan Qiao: "What about Chen Xueshan! There are benefits to forming a contract with him? I just want to prove..."

"He is willing to guard the gate of the two worlds for me, how about you?"

Tan Jo's voice suddenly fell silent.

Sheng Zhao refused to give up, and leaned closer: "Tan Qiao, you can sacrifice your life for Feng Wu, what else can you sacrifice for me?"

The air in her throat seemed to be sucked dry, and she was so tight that she couldn't speak a word. Tan Qiao didn't understand why the topic suddenly raised to life, and she couldn't remember when she gave up her life for her master.

"...I don't know." He muttered.

A look of disappointment flashed across Sheng Zhao's eyes, and he smiled as if he had expected it.

"I know."

He stepped back and let go of Tan Qiao, waved his fiery red sleeves, and the door was slammed open.

"If that day really comes, Tan Qiao, you will abandon me."

With light force hitting her chest, Tan Qiao moved towards the yard uncontrollably, she could only stare wide-eyed, watching the two doors close again.

"Don't look for anything to pass, for yourself."

……

System: Just listen to him, don't bother!

Ever since I left Chulianju that day, the weird voice calling itself the system has been constantly creating a sense of existence in my head.

The system claims to be his guardian, and it also knows everything, but its mouth is stricter than anyone else.

"none of your business."

Tan Qiao practiced the sword expressionlessly, and the bald peach forest became a living target for venting anger.

System: He is just cannon fodder, the protagonist Shou and cannon fodder will not end well, do you still want to be reborn?

Tan Qiao just wished he could get this gibberish thing out of his head.

"I'm not dead! Reborn ass!"

System: ...You even forgot whether you were dead or not? !my God!

Tan Qiao: "Then tell me how I died?"

If talking about the past or the rules, Tan Qiao would 100% think of that cannon fodder, the system groaned for a long time, and finally fell silent.

Forget it, let's wait until the cannon fodder forgets and the protagonist's attack will come naturally.

The system stopped talking, and Tan Qiao didn't think about anything else, only rejoicing that she was clean.

These days, he has inquired about the situation of the master's former big disciple on the Jiuchong Mountain. The strange thing is that no one in his generation knows about it, and even few people have heard of it, but no one knows the name.

Only Yan Mingzhen had some useful news. He had just been apprenticed to a master, and that elder brother was attacked to death by Zhengxiu from all corners of the world because of his obsession, and he had never met himself.

In the end, Tan Qiao found the master. Although he still cared about the matter of the master using himself as a bait, before the opening of Langya Blessed Land, he kept his mind on it and didn't mention it.

But I didn't expect that he just mentioned that senior brother inadvertently, and the master's face changed drastically. There was no smile on his face, and it was replaced by a frightening gloomy, as if he accidentally touched the master. Gentle back shade.

"Did Sheng Zhao tell you?"

Tan Qiao was sweating profusely, but his face naturally showed confusion: "Sheng Zhao? He also knows? I was chatting with Senior Brother Yan yesterday, so I'm a little curious."

True Monarch Fengwu stared at him for a while, but he didn't know if he believed him or not.

"One mistake, he cultivated the way of the devil, and the people of the way of the devil will definitely cause harm to the world, even if it is my apprentice."

Tan Qiao seemed to understand but half understood, and continued to ask under pressure: "Why is senior brother obsessed?"

It's really hard to think that the disciple president under Zhenjun Fengwu's hands will be the leader.

This is a very simple question, but Tan Qiao didn't get an answer in the end.

Seeing the master staring blankly, it seemed to fall on his face, but in fact he was obviously caught in the memory, and his usually light eyes were stained with a little temperature, which was a kind of temperature in the world of seven emotions and six desires.

Speaking of this senior brother, the master unexpectedly fell from the altar and returned to the mundane world. The senior senior brother is really amazing.

Seeing his scalp numb, Tan Qiao forced himself to speak dryly: "Master, who killed the elder brother?"

When the fox mentioned this person, there must be something deep in it, but so far, he hasn't found anything strange.

After a long time, Zhenjun Fengwu pulled away from his thoughts. He closed his eyes, and a look of pain that Tan Qiao had never seen appeared on his gentle and jade-like face.

However, that expression quickly seemed to be his illusion, and the next second, Master's expression became cold and firm again.

"No one killed him, it's the way of heaven that forbids him."

Heaven?Tan Qiao was even more confused, could it be a catastrophe?

Master didn't say any more, but approached and touched his head, his palm felt cool.

"Little Qiao, when I come back, after everything is over, as a teacher... I will take you on a tour of Nanzhou."

Tan Qiao pursed her lips: "Master, I want to retrieve my memory first."

"I will tell you slowly about the past."

"Master, everyone is looking forward to your surviving the catastrophe and ascending in recent years. I can do things like traveling."

True Monarch Fengwu was noncommittal, caressing the corners of his eyes fondly, his gaze was so soft that it was unreasonable.

"As a teacher, I won't keep you waiting, this is the last time."

……

On the day when the disciples of Jiuchong Mountain set off, Zhenjun Fengwu sealed the entire Taolin Cave Mansion with a barrier. No matter how much Tan Qiao shouted and questioned, Master did not give him an answer.

Things were worse than expected. Before leaving, let alone Sheng Zhao, Chen Xueshan and others, Tan Qiao didn't even see Yan Mingzhen's face.

The barrier of Taolin Cave Mansion is so strong that he even vomited blood from the spiritual power shock. Under the order of Zhenjun Fengwu, the disciples of Jiuchong Mountain listened to the huge roar of Lianshui Peak every day, but no one dared to Take half a step closer.

"Let me out! Master!!!"

Shocked by the barrier again, Tan Qiao knelt down on the ground, and finally couldn't help but her eyes were red.

Langya Blessed Land has been opened for a month, the master is not the master he imagined, the memory can't be recovered no matter what, he seems to be unable to do anything except wait.

Just waiting blindly like this, will he still have a chance to know the truth?

When Sheng Zhao got the Louchen Mirror and forgot everything, even if he could remember it, wouldn't it be... meaningless?

Driven by panic, Tan Qiao got up again, condensed her spiritual power and smashed towards the barrier, roaring and vibrating, and the person fell into the air, but the barrier was still intact.

"Master...why..."

The dust was flying, the peach blossoms were scattered, and Tan Qiao was lying on the ground as if all her strength had been drained. She had never hated her lack of cultivation so much.

System: ...You don't have to do this, it's for your own good too, after you finish this time, you can be reborn.

"I don't want to be born again."

The system broke out in fright: What did you say? !Just for that cannon fodder? ! !

Tan Qiao sniffed, there was something that could talk by his side, he no longer cared whether the other party was a human or a ghost, and what he said.

"…I like him."

No matter how unwilling to admit it, no matter what happened in the past, even if the other party was just a vicious fox demon, he still couldn't ignore that feeling.

The sound, the smell, even the temperature, everything is unforgettable. The first time he passed by the mask stall, he felt a beating with an abnormal frequency in his chest, forcing him to stop.

Burying his face into the crook of his arms, there was only one person in the barrier, and the beating sound of his heart was clearly transmitted to the mountain peak.

He didn't know why he was attracted by a fox demon. The front might be like the old Yueyang True Monarch, but he couldn't lie to himself.

But it was too late to say anything now, and Tan Qiao couldn't help thinking, if he had made it clear in Chu Lianju, would he not have ended up like this now.

He doesn't even need to remember, as long as Sheng Zhao doesn't forget him.

System: Host, it's only a little bit close, do you really want to give up all your previous efforts...

An eye appeared outside the barrier at some point, suspended at a position parallel to Tan Qiao's line of sight, looking at him without blinking.

As if afraid of the spiritual power on the barrier, she turned her eyes around, rolled up a stone on the ground and hit it towards the barrier. The barrier was intact, but Tan Qiao raised her head because of this movement.

What happened next was a little frightening, the system in her brain suddenly raised its voice and screamed, while Tan Qiao seemed to be stupid, unable to hear the sound of the system at all, and only looked at the strange eyes in front of her.

"Reverend Fengwu..."

The pupil of the eye first turned into a hollow, and then, like a magic weapon capable of storing images, several figures gradually appeared inside.

At first, it was the scene of the apprenticeship ceremony, without Linyan, without Yan Mingzhen, just some vague and unfamiliar faces.

He climbed up the ladder according to the procedure, and fell exhausted in front of True Monarch Fengwu, forcing out a few tears to pretend to be pitiful to his teacher.

Tan Qiao, the person in the picture is also called Tan Qiao, with the same face as him, but the expression does not look empty and confused, the eyes are clear and clear, only occasionally showing a tired look.

For a long time afterwards, the scene was his getting along with Master.

Compared with cultivation, his attention was more on True Monarch Fengwu, following him closely like a shadow, chasing after him everywhere.

The self in that eye seems to be very obsessed with the master, and asks the master with a smile every day if he wants to form a Taoist couple, if he likes him a little bit, but is rejected by the master every day.

This scene lasted for a long time, many years, probably decades, until his cultivation stagnated, and he left his master to go to the snow area to practice alone. fox.

The fox didn't appreciate it when he woke up, claiming that he was just taking a nap, but he scolded the fox for not knowing good and bad, and wanted to kill demons with his sword.

The fox changed back to its original form, allowing him to kill without avoiding it, but the man holding the sword didn't strike, but covered his head in pain.

"Sheng Zhao..."

Tan Qiao and himself reflected in his eyes spoke together.

Unknown memories are still playing. He actually stayed in the snowy area for a year, often covering his head and talking to himself, as if he was talking to something invisible.

It took half a year for the relationship between one person and one fox to ease. Sheng Zhao was very cold at first, but after seeing that he had no intention of leaving, his attitude gradually eased.

When Sheng Zhao accidentally kissed him while he was half asleep and half awake, things turned again.

He seemed to be taken aback, and locked himself up for several days, talking to himself until he quarreled with the air, and his spirit quickly became depressed. After the situation lasted for two months, he ran away without saying hello.

After he left, Sheng Zhao lost his temper and disturbed the whole snowy area. After a few months, he finally calmed down and wandered around the entrance of the snowy area every day, entering into endless waiting.

However, something happened to the Jiuchong Mountain on the other side. The demon clan who escaped from the gate of the two worlds actually approached Zhenjun Fengwu, saying that he was actually the next patriarch of the demon clan.

In the mirror image, he said something about 'the protagonist Gong's life experience is really troublesome', which seemed not at all surprising to Fengwu Zhenjun's sealed half-demon physique.

But Master's personality is the same as Tan Qiao's understanding, with great love in his heart, and the way is the common people.

Fengwu Zhenjun didn't complain about others, nor did he wait for the righteous way to hunt him down. Instead, he seriously injured the demons who wanted to use him to disrupt the lower realms, and took the opportunity to open up the gate of the two realms.

As a disciple, he was very helpless about this kind of result, but even though he was reluctant, he had no choice but to stop it.

He found the demon clan who was severely injured by Zhenjun Fengwu, learned the sorcery of exchanging blood, and endured inhuman pain to transfer all the devilish energy from Zhenjun Fengwu to himself.

"Master, since you can't accept your physique and overcome your inner demons, let me replace you."

The self in the picture smiled wryly and said that this is really a bit too much dedication. Tan Qiao's eyes widened in horror, and she didn't understand what he was thinking.

The demonic energy all over his body will not die, but his mind will be eroded by the demonic nature a little bit, and he will become full of desire for blood and killing.

I don't know why, overnight, the entire comprehension world knew that there was a cultivator in Jiuchong Mountain who had become a demon, and he became an existence that everyone shouted to kill in the lower realm.

It's just that no one knows that he didn't go astray and degenerate into a demon, but because of Fengwu Zhenjun, he had to become a demon.

He didn't go back to Jiuchong Mountain, but started to hide in the lower realm, wandering around with many faces and names.

To his disappointment, since he became a demon and fled, Zhenjun Fengwu never came to see him again.

"System, I clearly told him where I was going, did he forget? Do I want to go back to Jiuchong Mountain?"

He was chased to the point where he had to hide in a cave in the Snowy Monster Beast Forest. The cave was dark and cold. He was seriously injured and could only curl up in a corner. His disheveled face and ragged appearance could not find the slightest charm of the past.

But he didn't seem to be in despair, he just said to himself strangely: "Is there something wrong? Why isn't Master here yet?"

Tan Qiao, who watched this scene, was also anxious, why didn't the master go to rescue him, a pair of orthodox monks were wandering around, and they would go to the cave soon!

However, in the end, True Monarch Fengwu did not appear until his death.

There were rustling sounds from the entrance of the cave, and a white fox with a large amount of blood on its fur rushed into the cave with something in its mouth.

The fox said that he had killed someone, Jiuchongshan couldn't resist the pressure, Feng Wu took the initiative to reveal his location.

The fox said that a large number of monks were on their way to rob and kill him.

The fox also said that Feng Wu was among them, and promised that the sect would clean up the sect himself.

He was startled when he heard that, and he couldn't believe that Master would kill him.

He did kill people, but the ones he killed were villains. In the past few months, he had obviously been suppressing his demon nature, as evidenced by the bite marks on his arm.

Master clearly knew that he hadn't fallen into a demon, so why didn't he believe him?

"You idiot! He won't even let himself go, how could he let you go!"

The fox's tone was anxious and angry, and blood flowed out from the big hole in his stomach. The wound was deep enough to see the bone, but he seemed to be unconscious at all.

He rushed to him in three steps at a time, the fox turned into a human figure in an instant, and swallowed the green pearl in his mouth on his back.

"The spirit-gathering beads can gather spiritual energy and demonic energy, but the latter requires a medium, and there is always a price to be paid for reborn."

After turning into a human form, Sheng Zhao's amber eyes were covered with a layer of light mist, and behind the mist, a fragmented soul could be vaguely seen.

He who hadn't accepted the reality was pushed to the ground, and then there was an overly voluptuous scene, the demonic energy was continuously poured into Sheng Zhao's mouth, and his eyeballs turned from golden green to red again, as if he was enduring great pain.

As Sheng Zhao said, after a few times, the Juling Orb sucked away the demonic energy from his body, and Nirvana could be reborn, broken and reshaped to transform, his figure gradually shrank, and his cultivation base turned into flying smoke.

Before Feng Wu and others arrived, Sheng Zhao gave him rebirth, and his memory and body returned to the starting point.

Bright red blood sprinkled all over the cave, and after fully absorbing the demon energy, Sheng Zhao could no longer maintain his human form, and turned back into a dying fox.

The originally white fur was completely soaked in blood, Sheng Zhao collapsed on the ground facing him, his dull eyes fell on his sleepy face, and he let out a silent sigh of relief.

"I really owe you."

Tan Qiao shook her head with trembling lips, just wanting him to stop talking. The fox in the picture is so weak that it seems that he will die at any moment.

"It's really hard to forget completely, how on earth did you do it?"

Tears slid down like broken beads, Tan Qiao got up tremblingly, and moved to the edge of the barrier with difficulty, for fear of leaving behind his words.

"But fortunately, this time I don't have to watch you die, and I don't have to hear about your death. That kind of experience is simply a nightmare."

Sheng Zhao stretched out his claws towards him, and now he did not forget to carefully retract the tip of the claws.

Before touching his hand, the fox's paws lost all strength and fell limply.

The light in Sheng Zhao's eyes was even darker, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't move an inch, and in the end, he had no choice but to lose.

"Tan Joe, I'm tired."

Tan Qiao was shaken all over, and tears welled up in her eyes, but this time she took a few steps back and closed her eyes tightly.

Even so, Sheng Zhao's words still hit the eardrums word by word.

"I will die before you in this life."

"...If I will meet you again in my next life, I won't have another life."

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This world will end soon, and the next world will be crazily sprinkled with sugar!