Quick Wear: The Crazy Lord God is again training the sweet host

Chapter 355 Junior Brother is using his waist to exchange for magic weapon again (2)

Xing Chen didn't care. Which world was the same as the previous one? Aren't they all different?

"Hurry up, don't waste time."

[My Lord, this time is really different. You will lose your memory. ]

Dahuang hasn't stuttered for a long time. Stuttering is never a good thing.

Xing Chen: “…”

Last time you didn’t give the original owner the memories, and this time you don’t give yourself the memories, are you kidding me?

I have forgotten my own man, why should I look for another man?

Da Huang saw what he was thinking and quickly comforted him: [Don't worry, sir, the Lord God will take the initiative to find you. ]

Xing Chen looked at it coldly.

Da Huang raised his two paws and rubbed them together, [My adults are the best. ]

Xing Chen glared at it and said, "If you bring in any smuggled goods, I will beat you up sooner or later."

[No, no, I love adults the most. ]

Xing Chen thought about it and felt a little worried.

According to his master's nature, he can't help but touch me. I have no memories, so if I don't let him touch me, won't I be locked up in the dark room again?

Thinking about it again, I feel that it is not right.

With his master's good looks, he couldn't control himself after just a simple seduction.

Without his own memories, he wouldn’t feel as burdened as in the first world. I guess if the master just beckoned him, he would lick his face and go over.

Based on his understanding of himself, this was probably the case.

"What is the mission?"

"Sir, after entering the small world, you have no memories of your own, only the memories passed down by the original owner. So from your perspective, it is equivalent to being reborn and returning for revenge."

"!!!"

Hey, this is getting interesting!

Xing Chen became interested, "Okay, what about you? How can I communicate with you?"

"I will turn into a spirit beast and stay by your side."

Xing Chen raised his eyebrows, and became playful, "Let's go, let's have some fun."

·

The original owner, Ji Xingchen, was a fatherless and motherless beggar on the street.

That year, Lingtian Sect began to select outstanding disciples from the entire Eastern Region. By chance, an elder met Ji Xingchen.

When the elder saw that Ji Xingchen had excellent physique and was a good candidate for cultivating immortals, he brought him back.

I didn't expect that after I hired someone, I would find out that I had made a mistake.

Ji Xingchen had all the good conditions except that he lacked the most important spiritual roots. He couldn't refine his Qi at all, and couldn't even get started in cultivating immortals.

Such a child should have been sent home, but Ji Xingchen's identity was rather special. He was a little beggar on the street and had no home.

He was cute and sweet-talkerish. Knowing that he had no spiritual roots and could not become an immortal, he helped with work everywhere and was very skillful.

The sect had enough food for him, so they kept him.

Many years passed in a flash.

He was nominally a disciple in the sect, but in reality he was just a cleaning boy.

In a sect, combat power is respected, and all the disciples who come in can be said to be chosen by heaven.

From the moment they began to cultivate immortality, they separated themselves from ordinary people in a superior manner.

Therefore, none of his fellow brothers and sisters would look down upon a mortal like Ji Xingchen.

But Ji Xingchen himself was very satisfied with such days and did not care about the rudeness of his senior and junior brothers.

Here he has a house to shelter him from the wind and rain, he doesn't have to endure hunger, he has his own room and doesn't have to worry about being driven away. In his opinion, this is already a life like a god.

Working every day is tiring, but also fulfilling.

The change in his life came after he fell in love for the first time.

He fell in love with his junior sister Yan Qianqian.

He thought he had hidden it well, but eight out of ten of his fellow disciples in the sect were secretly in love with this little sister.

Everyone had the same thought, so they all saw Ji Xingchen's courtesy.

The fact that Yan Qianqian is liked by so many people in Lingtian Sect must be due to her unique qualities.

She is the daughter of Elder Haoran of Yumiao Peak. She is extremely talented and has a gentle and beautiful appearance. She is like a little white flower swaying in the mountains, and she is lovable at first sight.

A girl like her is worthy of being the most talented disciple in the sect.

It was also because of this that Ji Xingchen's love for her, which was originally just a young man's wish, later became a joke of arrogance in the eyes of everyone.

Soon Yan Qianqian also felt it.

Yan Qianqian originally disdained to be liked by such a mortal, but Ji Xingchen made her feel conflicted.

She has always been proud of her beauty, but her looks no longer had any advantage in front of Ji Xingchen.

This made her very unhappy.

So when she saw Ji Xingchen being attentive to her, she felt secretly happy.

So she never refused Ji Xingchen's advances.

Everyone praised her for her gentleness and kindness, and even a mortal like Ji Xingchen couldn't bear to see her sad.

Her attitude made Ji Xingchen very happy to be a bootlicker, and he almost came whenever she called.

Yan Qianqian told him to go east, but he didn't dare to go west. Yan Qianqian told him to go south, but he didn't dare to go north.

If Yan Qianqian wanted to eat something, he would go down the mountain in the middle of the night and wait at the door of the shop. He would deliver the food to her in the morning when she was the first customer to buy.

Yan Qianqian took the thing from him, took a bite or two, and then threw it aside, but Ji Xingchen enjoyed it. As long as she needed it, he would be the first to rush over.

He has a somewhat giving personality and doesn't care what Yan Qianqian gives him in return. Just a smile from her will give him the motivation to continue giving.

But in the end, he, who had no spiritual power, followed everyone into the bronze mirror, wanting to prepare a birthday gift for Yan Qianqian.

The person he had loved for so long and had given so much to, actually pushed him out without hesitation and exchanged his head for a rejuvenating pill.

Ji Xingchen will never forget the way Yan Qianqian smiled sweetly at his severed head.

"You're a loser, why do you look so good?"

"What a pity! There won't be another dog as obedient as this one in the future."

"Finally, I don't have to look at your face and get upset anymore. That's great."

His soul stood beside the head, looking at the person he had loved with all his heart for so long, and huge anger and hatred surged up in an instant.

He doesn't hate or get angry at the other person, he hates and gets angry at himself.

Why was I blind for so many years?

If I could do it all over again...

·

Xing Chen opened his eyes and found himself walking on the steps leading to the fighting arena on the mountainside.

Looking up at the bronze mirror hanging high above the arena and listening to the familiar taunts, he slowly curled the corners of his lips.

Standing on the edge of the cliff, looking back at the lush green mountains and overlapping peaks, everything seemed so strange.

He is back.

Back to before the bronze mirror test.

He knew what would happen on the way in. He had no spiritual power, so he should stay out of it at this time. However, if he did not seize this opportunity, he would remain mediocre forever.

Xing Chen knew that there was a strange beast in the misty forest. As long as he caught it and made a spiritual contract with it, he could use it to make up for the lack of his own spiritual roots.

He looked at Yan Qianqian in the crowd, looked at her carefully, and just felt strange.

How could I have liked this face in my previous life? It was as if I was blinded by greed.

The aesthetics are really not that good.

But now that I'm back, of course we have to settle our accounts.

The smile on Xing Chen's lips grew wider and wider.

At the same time, in Lingxiao Pavilion on Dome Peak, all the elders gathered together to watch the scene on the mountainside transmitted back by the water mist formation in the main hall.

Suddenly, a little Taoist boy outside shouted, "Elder Cangming is here."

Upon hearing this, the elders immediately turned around and stood on both sides waiting respectfully.