Let’s Talk About That Guy Who Transmigrated to Pursue Me

In this sea of ​​cheers, Wen Xuan frowned slightly.

"Senior Wen, congratulations." At this moment, he heard such a sound beside him. It was Zhang Xiaoqing who knew that Jian Jian was close to Wen Xuan, and squeezed to Wen Xuan to say this congratulation, regardless of the dissatisfied gaze of her master master behind her.

Wen Xuan smiled friendly at this junior sister, just about to speak, suddenly heard an exclamation.

He turned his head again and saw that on the final stage, his knees were simply bent, and he fainted to the ground.

"Not good!" Zhang Xiaoqing also exclaimed. She turned her head again and wanted to say something, but Wen Xuan had already rushed out.

At this moment, Zhang Xiaoqing was a little bit lost.

Wen Xuan jumped directly from the stands, and rushed to Jian Jian in one breath, "Junior Brother Jian!"

Jian Jian's eyes were closed tightly at this time, and his face was as white as paper. Although he was still conscious, he could no longer raise his strength.

Everyone treats it simply as exhausted. Only Wenxuan knows the method of simple deduction of secret secrets, and has seen the appearance after simple deduction of secret secrets.

He couldn't care about anything at once, and he caught the person in his arms.

Although it was in the public, but in the current situation, no one felt that there was anything wrong with Wen Xuan's actions.

"Master Master, you elders, I'm sorry." Wen Xuan said loudly, "Junior Brother Jian is too expensive in this battle. Please let me take him back to rest first."

After he finished speaking, he didn't forget to add, "As for the reward that Junior Brother Jian deserves for this victory, after he recovers, he will discuss it with the Master Uncle."

Kiko's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot. But in order not to offend the public, he could only wave his hand and let them go first.

Zhang Xiaoqing greeted them, "Brother Wen, I will go with you, maybe I can help."

She is the best disciple in the Shuiyun sect who is good at healing and replenishing the gods, and she should be able to help a lot. Moreover, her relationship with Wen Xuan has always been good, and her master's things are not in her mind. Wen Xuan nodded quickly and thanked him.

"Thank you? My brothers and sisters, don't be so polite." Zhang Xiaoqing walked to them and was taken aback.

Jian Jian had already opened his eyes in Wen Xuan's arms, and he had obviously recovered his two-point spirit. It's just that he didn't move, he still snuggled up on Wen Xuan's chest obediently, his cheeks were red, and his eyes were shy of not knowing where to look.

"Sister Zhang?" Wen Xuan noticed that Zhang Xiaoqing's gaze suddenly became subtle, "What's wrong?"

Zhang Xiaoqing looked at Wen Xuan's upright and straight face, and she was so entangled for a while that she couldn't hold back a word for a while.

Wen Xuan didn't care about her anymore, rushing to his cave under Daiyun Peak with Ji all the way hurriedly, and put Ji on the bed as soon as he entered the door. Waiting for Zhang Xiaoqing to come over and heal a little bit, transported the magic spell to help him replenish the spirit, simply closed his eyes and fell asleep.

But just fell asleep, and he still pulled Wen Xuan's sleeve to prevent Wen Xuan from leaving.

"Senior Brother Wen," Zhang Xiaoqing finally couldn't help but hold out a question, "Do you think that Junior Brother Jian treats you too much..."

Just halfway through her question, Ji, who should have been drowsy, opened her eyes again, looking straight at her.

This gaze is naturally unfriendly, full of rejection, rejection, and expulsion, like a wild beast glaring at an uninvited guest who invades its territory. Even if she came here specifically to treat Simple, Ji did not welcome her at all.

The rest of Zhang Xiaoqing's words were so blocked.

"Junior Brother Jian is really clingy." Wen Xuan guessed what she meant, and smiled indifferently. "But it's okay? It's okay to be a fellow brother, it's okay to be a company."

No, no, this is a big problem. Zhang Xiaoqing's expression couldn't help but entangled two more points. But under Jian Jian's gaze, it was really hard for her to say more. Even if she continued to sit there, she felt like she was on her back and sitting on pins and needles, and finally had to leave in a hurry.

Because the sleeves were still simply pulled, Wen Xuan didn't even get up to show him off.

After Zhang Xiaoqing went away depressed, Wen Xuan turned her head and looked at the simplicity of closing her eyes and pretending to sleep, she couldn't help but shook her head and smiled, "Why, where did Junior Sister Zhang offend you? Or say... what does she have? wrong?"

Jian kept his eyes closed and still pretended to sleep.

Wen Xuan curled his fingers and flicked his forehead fiercely.

Simply clutching his forehead and humming twice, he reluctantly opened his eyes again, curled his lips and said, "It's nothing wrong, I just see her upset."

"You." Wen Xuan said helplessly.

Then Wen Xuan straightened his expression and frowned, "You are in chaos again today."

Jian suddenly narrowed his neck.

After Wen Xuan said that, he didn't accuse him. What is to blame? Jian Jian's own abilities, of course, should be used by Jian Jian himself. He just rubbed his simple hair again, his eyes were soft, and he was worried, "You have to pay more attention to your own body."

"Brother, don't worry." Jian Jian held his hand, "I have my own measures."

After that, he smiled triumphantly, "What's more, even though it consumes a little more energy this time, it is worth it compared to what you have earned."

When Wen Xuan thought about what he had won this time, his eyes were bright.

First of all, Jian Jian demonstrated his strength in front of everyone and thoroughly established his reputation. Now if you go outside to listen, the mountains and plains are full of praise for the excellent skills of Jian. And you can imagine that this voice will spread farther and farther, and louder and louder. This is a huge intangible wealth. Even if Jian Jian was about to leave Shui Yunzong temporarily with Wen Xuan, this intangible wealth would always benefit him.

Secondly, it was the three things that the head Kikoang promised.

"Do you think about what you want to find the master teacher?" Wen Xuan said, "You have to be careful, don't let him have a chance to play any tricks in it."

With a simple smile, he clearly has a plan in his heart.

He rested here for more than half a day at Wenxuan, and by the early morning of the next day, he was another brother Jian who was full of energy. In order to avoid long dreams at night, he immediately went to the inner gate hall to pay a visit to the head, intending to discuss the reward of the outer gate.

Although Ji Ziang's face was ugly, it was something that had been promised in public, and he couldn't refuse it. "Which three things do you want to mention? Let's talk about it now."

Jian Jian smiled, and quickly mentioned the first one. One thing that Kiko Ang absolutely can't play tricks.

When Ji Ziang heard this, his expression suddenly became subtle, "You said you want... a spirit stone?"

Jian Jian nodded seriously, "My brother and I are about to go on a trip, and there should always be more entanglement on the road."

It is correct to say that, but this kind of opportunity, the magic weapon tricks are not good, but only Lingshi, it is really a bit... Ji Ziang just wanted to say that it was a bit wasteful, and he added a sentence after listening to it.

"You only need ten thousand spirit stones."

Kiko's cheek twitched suddenly. Well, this is really a kid who won't suffer. Ten thousand spiritual stones? Even in the Ning Yuan period, buying a good magical artifact is at most this number. You can buy dozens of artifacts during the refining period.

But after all, it was just a spiritual stone, and Ji Ziang was not stingy. With a big wave of his hand, a jade medal flew into the simple hand, "You take this and go to the Zongmen warehouse to get it yourself."

Simply looking at the jade card over and over several times, a satisfied smile appeared on his face.

But when it was time to talk about the second thing, he paused for a long time.

After a long time, Ji Ziang almost started to urge, and Jian finally raised his head and said, "This second thing... Excuse me, can you answer me some questions?"

several? Ji Ziang sarcastically said, "Why don't you ask me if I can promise you a few more things?"

"It's just a few questions, it doesn't matter how much energy the headmaster has." Jian Jian insisted.

Ji Ziang frowned, waved his hand, his face was full of reluctance, "Well, you can ask."

"First of all, in the ancient legacy that my brother and I discovered before, there should be a practice that can be used by the roots of extreme water." Jian Jian asked, "Can the master tell me, now this practice Who owns the law?"

After hearing this, Kiko Angzak was startled at first, and then took a deep look at briefly, "The root of Jishui...My nephew of the literary teacher, actually even told you this?"

Jian Jian's eyes moved, but did not answer.

"But what kind of exercises you said, I don't even know." Ji Ziang frowned again, "You too, so are the literary nephews. I really don't understand you anymore. Why do I think there must be something you say in there. Is it impossible to practice? I tell you there is none at all, as if I lied to you."

Simply bow his head and smile. This request is like this, even if Kiko Ang answered, he would not necessarily tell the truth.

Fortunately, he had said "several" questions early in the morning, and one of them was asked for nothing, and it did not have a big impact.

"Then please take a look at these things." Simply speaking, he handed over a list of spiritual objects. "My brother and I went out this time to find these things. We already have ideas for some of them, and the other But still at a loss. I wonder if the head has any clues? I hope I can enlighten you."

After taking a look at the list, Ji Ziang's expression suddenly changed, "This is... a thing of Ning Yuan?"

"Looking for brother." Simple said.

Ji Ziang raised his head, with surprise in his eyes.

"A few days ago, Chu Zhenren had already given senior brother a practice technique." A brief explanation.

"What? Brother Chu unexpectedly..." Ji Ziang frowned, looked at the boy in front of him again, and snorted coldly, "Not all of the good things you do."

Then Ji Ziang couldn't help sighing again, "Well, anyway, since the brother has changed his mind, I don't have to be a villain anymore."

After that, he took the pen and paper, and immediately looked at the list and started writing.

After a while, Kiko Ang returned a piece of paper filled with dangdang to Jiji. At a glance, most of them have already been marked. Although there are still a few items that are just blank, I don't know if even Ji Ziang doesn't know, or Ji Ziang doesn't want to say it. In short, they can count them with one hand, which saves them a lot of effort.

"Thank you, the head." He said this quite sincerely.

Ji Ziang looked at him coldly, "You are loyal to my literary nephew. Such a rare opportunity, you actually spent one for him."

Hearing this, the expression on Jian Jian's face did not change, as if he heard a nonsense.

"You wholeheartedly hope that he can go further," Ji Ziang asked with a frown, "but do you think you are doing a good thing?"

Jian Jian smiled a little, "I know exactly what I'm doing, so I don't need to worry about it."

"I know that the literary nephew is used to gathering people's hearts. Half of the Shui Yunzong disciples are willing to defend him, especially you, who knows to follow him all day long. But with your skills, you should be alone." Ji Ziang said. Not reconciled, but wanted to make things simple, "Why should you follow him? One day...you will always find that you and him are not the same. If you regret it later, you might as well be earlier..."

"Don't bother with the boss." Simply repeating these six words, decisively interrupted Ji Ziang's endless chatter.

His original politeness that he had pretended to have faded, and even his tone became sharp, "One day, he will always know that no one is the same with him, only I will always stand behind him."

Ji Ziang laughed, slightly mocking, "The ambition is good."

Then he skipped the unpleasant topic for both parties, and waited for the simple last wish with ease.

But waiting left and right, Ji always meditated there, never uttering the last thing, apparently still hesitating how to use this last opportunity.

Ji Ziang simply waited tormented. At this time, his greatest hope is to say the third thing more easily and quickly, so that he can solve it quickly and get rid of this state of debt. And what he worries the most is to simply say "I haven't thought about it now, I'll talk when I need it", and drag on this request endlessly, until the simple cultivation base is louder and louder, and one day you will need to pay a big price to throw a Kikoang. Can meet the requirements.

"You don't want to use it for the teacher nephew again, do you?" Ji Ziang smiled, "Why bother? You should also think about your own affairs."

Jian Yi frowned, thinking for a while this was another provocation.

But now Kiko Ang just wants to induce simple and quick expression of his needs.

Just listen to Kikoang said again, "Actually, after confirming that you won the Outer Sect Competition yesterday, I checked your matter a little bit."

Simply surprised, he raised his head abruptly and looked at Ukiko's eyes.

"Your father was killed and his family property was invaded." Ji Ziang thought that this was a heart-warming reaction to being said, so he chuckled and continued to ask, "Don't you want revenge?"

Simple and silent for a long while.

Ji Ziang thought he was shaking, but in fact he was just at a loss.

Of course, when Jian Zhi just crossed in, he had read the memory of the original owner from his body. But the original owner was an idiot, and the memory was intermittently hazy and vague. This directly led to Jian only knowing his identity clearly, and only a vague idea about other situations.

——Is that cheap father who hadn't seen since crossing over, was actually killed? Poor original owner, that fool, until he died in the mountains, he still didn't know the truth.

At this moment, Simplicity was indeed shaken. He occupied the body of the original owner. At first he thought that the original owner's parents were dead and had no concerns, so he didn't pay too much attention to it, only thinking about his own purpose. But since the original owner still has such a big grievance, as a person who resurrects his soul, he seems to be unable to ignore it.

After shaking for a moment, Jian Jian was reassured.

The grievance of the original owner is naturally to be managed. But his own affairs should always be ranked after Wenxuan's affairs.

"Encouragement, of course, is to be reported." So Jianjian slowly said, "But this matter does not need to be dealt with. One day, I will resolve it myself."

"The third thing, what are you..."

Simply arched his hands and resolutely said, "Please let me worship Elder Qi as a teacher."