The male supporting role in Quick Transmigration, please don't be a demon

Chapter 93 Immortal Venerable, We Are Perfect Match 20
"Ahh! Mu Zuihuan! My lord will kill you!"

Master Wu's hair exploded all over, and he subconsciously wanted to give her a paw, but when he thought that Mu Zuihuan couldn't bear it, he immediately retracted the sharp claw hidden in the pad, and pressed it on her face.

Mu Zui smiled happily: "I knew you were reluctant to treat me cruelly."

Master Wu swayed because of her smile, squatted on top of his head angrily, and gave her another paw: "What's the use of using your skills on me? You have to use it on the male partner! If you got it on the male lead early, would the male lead be so obsessed with the heroine?"

Mu Zuihuan took it very seriously: "It makes sense! So, Mr. Wu, on the next plane, please remember to let me meet the male supporting role before the heroine."

I will cry if I continue.

Her appearance in every plane is extremely embarrassing.

It has to be separated after the male and female protagonists are deeply rooted in love.

Make yourself look like a third son.

Master Wu also nodded: "That's exactly what I mean!"

Mu Zuihuan transformed back into his true form. After all, he was not yet the Nine-Tails. It was better to use less time to transform, or to economize on it.

After waiting for another half an hour or so, a trace of demonic aura, so faint that one would ignore it if one didn't examine it carefully, followed the moonlight and floated from the window to the bedside.

Mu Zuihuan's eyes were dark green, quietly watching the evil spirit circle around the stars for a while, and then swish into the center of the stars' eyebrows.

Xing Chen frowned, showing a struggling expression, but no matter how hard he struggled, he just couldn't wake up.

Mu Zuihuan pressed his claws to the center of Xingchen's eyebrows, and a touch of spiritual consciousness quietly attached to the center of the eyebrows, and he quietly stood aside.

Xingchen is a very righteous person, knowing that being spotted by the banshee will cause him to fall into a dream, even if he can't remember it in the dream, his subconscious mind will remain vigilant.

After all, little junior sister Mingyue lives in his heart.

If Xingchen couldn't resist, then his cultivation path might not go very far.

Mu Zuihuan still has great confidence in the stars.

No, after guarding for two hours, the evil spirit came out along the center of the eyebrows, hovered for a while, and then left quickly.

Along with the evil spirit, Mu Zuihuan's spiritual consciousness also left.

Peace finally returned to the lying Xingchen's brows, and he fell into a deep sleep again.

Mu Zuihuan didn't guard anymore, and went back to his room.

At dawn, Xingchen and Mingyue both woke up. When they left the room, they looked at each other. Although they didn't say anything, they understood the meaning in each other's eyes.

Mu Zuihuan also opened the door at the right time, leaned against the doorframe, and yawned: "What should I do? I haven't slept enough. Don't bother me if there is nothing important. Also, if I don't come out, don't bother me." Come into my house casually, go back to my house earlier at night, and don't come out."

'bang'

The door closed, leaving Mingyue and Xingchen staring at each other.

"Brother, senior is so powerful, why do you still need to sleep?"

"Uh, maybe it's to keep your energy up."

Mingyue suddenly realized.

It doesn't matter whether you rest your mind or not, the key is that the human form can be maintained for too short a time, and Mu Zuihuan can't afford it.

Time passed slowly, and as soon as it got dark, Mingyue and Xingchen went back to the house, obeyed Mu Zuihuan's words, and stayed in the house without coming out.

Counting the time, Mu Zuihuan took human form and lay down on the bed.

Force yourself to fall into a deep sleep when the midnight hour arrives.

As soon as midnight came, a ghostly aura floated in along the room, circled around Mu Zuihuan, let out a contented sigh, and penetrated into the center of his eyebrows.

"Wake up... wake up..."

Mu Zuihuan frowned, here it comes!

As soon as the eyes were opened, the surroundings were surrounded by white mist, like a fairyland.

With a blink of an eye, a thin man in white clothes with shimmering light appeared from the white mist.

"you're awake?"

Mu Zuihuan looked around, then turned his attention to him: "Who are you?"

The man approached Mu Zuihuan, and his blurry face gradually became clearer.

That's a...well, how should I put it?

Strictly speaking, it is a pretty good face, but there is always a weird feeling, as if someone else's face was picked off and put on his own.

"The legend of New Moon City is not a legend. I am the exiled immortal who appeared on the sixteenth."

Mu Zuihuan sullenly suppressed all expressions.

Damn, I’ve never seen someone so shameless calling himself an immortal?

These are all called Banished Immortals, so what should a real Banished Immortal be called?
The man took a few steps forward, his gaze swept Mu Zuihuan from top to bottom, showing a satisfied expression.

"The girl is too happy?"

"Why?"

"If not, why are you speechless?"

Mu Zuihuan: "..." I'm speechless, okay?

"What wish does the girl have?"

Mu Zuihuan looked serious: "World peace!"

man:"……"

His expression froze for a moment, and then he smiled spontaneously: "The girl really likes to joke."

"No, I didn't, what I said is true." After speaking, Mu Zuihuan nodded, expressing his sincerity again.

The man took a deep breath: "Girl, with me, you don't need to hide yourself. Anyone who can be in the same dream with me is eager to find a beloved."

“How come you see?”

"What do you think of my face, girl?"

Mu Zuihuan's expression was tangled, and he nodded reluctantly: "It's okay."

"..." The man paused, "The face that the girl sees is the face of the lover that the girl wants to find in her heart."

I believe you, you damn old man!
"I'm just a fairy in my dream, I can't do too much for the girl, I can only..."

Mu Zuihuan listened carefully, and the next moment, she saw the man flicking his sleeves, and the shattered light on the white clothes fluttered, covering her face.

When I opened my eyes again, the white mist receded to the side, and there was a tree full of pink flowers, and the petals were scattered one after another.

Under the tree, the man sat cross-legged, with a guqin on his lap.

The man flicked lightly, and the brisk tone came to his ears.

If you don't look at the face, it's hazy, this picture is quite beautiful!

Mu Zuihuan stared blankly, as if he was fascinated.

The man played for a while, then raised his head, smiled at Mu Zui, and waved: "Huan'er, you're here."

Mu Zuihuan was silent for a while.

What to do, she is not fascinated, and she can't receive the script written by the man, so how can she act in such a way that she won't be caught by the man?

"Huan'er?"

"You, who are you?"

The man frowned: "Huan'er, it's been a while since we saw you, and you've forgotten Brother Meng?"

"Brother Meng?" Mu Zuihuan's eyes lit up, "Brother Meng, is it really Brother Meng? Isn't this my hallucination?"

Mu Zuihuan ran forward a few steps, wanting to grab the hem of his clothes, but was afraid that the person in front of him would disappear if he touched it.

Tears filled the eyes in an instant, and tears fell down: "Brother Meng, they all said you were dead, I don't believe it. But your bones were brought back, so I... that's great, it turns out that Brother Meng is still alive!"

Although the man wondered why Mu Zuihuan's performance was different from what he implied.

It can be seen that her eyes were full of tears, and she looked affectionate, so she was relieved.

A woman's mouth is a deceitful ghost.

He also said that his wish is world peace, so who is crying and calling him Brother Meng now?
(End of this chapter)