Too ruthless, I will become a group favorite in the world of cultivating immortals

Chapter 38
Knowing that Tianma had a difficult delivery.

"White cocoon" trembled, and the white feathers turned yellow and fell continuously, turning into dust.

The little demon was awakened, panicked and at a loss, not knowing what to do.

He sensed that he had a line of fate pulling him down, and he froze for a moment.

Mu Anlan looked at him.

The fate line that suddenly appeared at this moment...

That may be the vitality of Zhitianma!

The little demon thought about it, and jumped off Yexisu without hesitation, and was caught by the big demon with wings in the sky.

"Little fox, are you looking for death?" The big demon said lazily, "It's better to grind your teeth for me."

The little demon was sure that the line of fate was on the big demon, and was stunned for a moment.

Is this the finish line of his journey?

Mu Anran laughed, and couldn't help saying, "Hurry up and get down to business."

Of course the little demon couldn't hear Mu Anran's words, but he got the upper hand in a hurry and asked the big demon for help, "Zhi Tianma! Help Zhi Tianma! I will repay you!"

The big demon pouted, and flew up with the little demon, took a look at the withered and yellow "white cocoon" and laughed, "I know Tianma is going to die."

The little demon was stunned, "Why?"

"A horse who knows the sky knows the destiny. Either there is no true love, or the true love abandons him, and he can only die."

The big demon gloated, "Hey, did he say his last words to you? I don't know if Tianma is here, so you will be swallowed."

The little demon pushed the big demon away, and the big demon flew freely in the sky, with a distant voice, "You impolite cub, forgive you this time!"

The little demon turned around in a daze, "White Cocoon" was trembling, his eyes were confused.

【Destiny has brought me here, is it for me to die for him? 】

The little demon knelt down in front of the "yellow cocoon".

Mu An suddenly heard his inner voice saying: 【It doesn't matter, it's always like this anyway. 】

Mu Anran was stunned, staring blankly at the "yellow cocoon" that withered and turned into a barren place and the emptiness kneeling on the ground.

She didn't write like that.

The story of Wangxu and Zhitianma is just a short story in "Xiuxian Miscellaneous Records", and there is not much room for him.

Mu Anran just focused the article on the great demon chasing and killing for thousands of years. In the process of searching for the illusory spirit, the stories on the demon island and the memories of the past only appeared in the illusory mirror.Even Wang Xu never appeared seriously, and then Wang Jing wailed after the last meeting in the millennium.

End of article.

What she focuses on is just the reversal of chasing and killing and reminiscing, just the sense of irony that you don't see me when you meet in the millennium, and you don't know that I see you after I see you.

At that time, the comment area was taken for granted, and it didn't matter if they scolded Mu Anran.

She just loves writing stuff like that.

However, all of this changed completely when Mu Anran could hear the voice of this character who had never appeared in her novel seriously.

It was just a setting in a few words, and she never thought that it would become true.

Why is this the case in the world of auto-plump fiction?
For the first time, Mu Angran felt confused about the world below. Since she came to this world, she finally broke through the sense of illusion, and had the sense of reality that her feet landed for the first time.

They are truly alive.

The "yellow cocoon" no longer has any feathers, its wings droop, Zhitianma leans against the stone wall, and it doesn't even have the strength to turn into a human body.

He was so weak, but his different pupils were still proud, he turned his head with difficulty, and met the little fox's indifferent eyes.

"Yo, so sad."

"..."

Frustrated.

The big demon snickered, "You're so cute."

The young man's fox ears trembled slightly, and he stared blankly at the dying big demon.

Suddenly he asked, "Who is that person? Is it a demon or a human?"

Seeing the little fox, the big demon gritted his teeth and said, "If you dare not love you, I'll kill him right now!"

"Ha." The big demon waved his hand, "What do you know, you cub, I killed her a long time ago, why do I need you?"

At this time, the big demon is powerful, with a sense of contempt for living beings.

This conversation was once described by Mu Anran, from the perspective of the child in the womb.

The child felt that the elder was about to die, so when he was suffocating in his stomach, he became wise in advance and felt all this.

Mu Anran squatted down and looked at the big demon.

The big demon didn't notice her.

Mu An looked at the big demon's lips steadily, and murmured, "Hello."

"Hey!"

"Cub, please do me a favor."

"Cub, do me a favor!"

Mu Anran saw that the big demon continued to say indifferently, "Help me cut open my stomach."

The big demon threw a feather knife to the little demon, which was polished with the hardest feathers of the big demon.

"At least he won't die."

The little demon was trembling.

The big demon glanced at him, "Hurry up, or he will be wiped out with me later."

Zhitianma's four legs were soft and drooping, and her belly was full, with only a slight ups and downs.

"He is going to suffocate to death. Only you are destined to be with him. If you are here, you may be able to take him out."

Wangxu's ears drooped, he clenched the feather knife tightly, and before Zhitianma urged him, he lowered the knife.

"Pfft."

The blood fell first from his palm, he put his palm on Zhitianma's abdomen, and opened his mouth without hesitation, and then opened his mouth again.

"Mirror is a good word." Zhitianma didn't seem to feel it at all, "Take me as a mirror, so he won't be stupid."

"Hmm... I wonder if there is a surname on the mainland? Let it be your surname, little fox."

Mu Anran didn't lift his head when he saw Wangxu, but tears mixed into his blood.

The bright red blood of humans mixed with the blue blood of Zhitianma, bright and sparkling.

Zhitianma laughed, "Cub, don't die."

From its barren feathers, the Chitenma dissipates into smoke, and the smoke travels towards the head and spreads downward.

The blue blood turned into light, and just a second before the smoke and dust spread to the abdomen, the cub was taken out falsely.

"Wow wow..." The little Zhitian horse was only an arm long or short, thumping its hooves, tears falling from its amber eyes.

He finally breathed air in the thin line between life and death.

Wang Xu and Mu Anran raised their eyes, and saw that the light became a mess of lines, and then drifted out of the cave and dissipated under the sun.

Several roars came from the demon island at the right time, it was the cry of the big demons, it seemed to be a farewell.

The delusional fox's ears drooped, and he nodded Xiaozhi Tianma's nose, "I can really cry."

He paused, then said with a smile, "From now on, you will be called Wang Jing."

Xiaozhi Tianma's wet eyes met those of delusion and indifference.

Mu Anran wandered outside of them, and suddenly stopped.

Seeing the sunlight coming in from the entrance of the cave, it was extremely dazzling, and she seemed to see an illusory thread connecting Wangxu and Xiaozhi Tianma.

She blinked, but there was nothing.

Mu Angran wanted to take a step forward, but suddenly fell into the abyss.

When she opened her eyes again, a scene changed before her eyes.

Sunshine and breeze, under the towering Yexisu there is a tree full of fruits, under the tree a half-person-tall Zhitian horse jumps back and forth.

"Fox, fox! Where are you hiding!"

(End of this chapter)