The villain is whitewashed: I don’t want to be a villain even if I am killed

The fly whisk in his hand was like thousands of sharp swords, attacking the two women in black.

The entire gloomy world was lit up several times, and the strong killing aura followed like a shadow.

Monks usually keep one hand in fights, and they will not kill each other, but it is different at this moment.

The old monk just used a killer move.

Most of his Buddha dust was a magic weapon specially designed to restrain monsters, and the mother and daughter were locked by Buddha dust.

Seeing this, other monks also surrounded him.

Putting out an impenetrable formation, one after another demon-killing runes rippled in the air.

The powerful Huanying can keep his face on this little trick.

But Huan Yin's face was pale, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

"Smelly monk, you're overthinking yourself."

Huanying was furious, and the demonic energy turned into a black sword, and flew towards the monks in formation at high speed.

Fortunately, the formation has been formed, and the sharp sword was blocked by an invisible force and turned into nothingness.

But maybe the monks who set up the formation were not strong enough. After resisting the blow, all of them spit out blood from their mouths.

Huanying made persistent efforts, and with a flick of his hand, countless magic swords flew out again.

But this time, the formation couldn't resist the opponent's attack.

"what!"

Most of the monks were unable to dodge in time, and were killed on the spot. Their bodies instantly turned into skeletons, and finally turned into fly ash.

The scene was terrifying.

The old monk frowned, waved the Buddha dust in his hand, and quickly put away the monk who was not dead yet.

"Amitabha! The crime of killing the benefactor is too serious, and I have no choice but to deal with it."

"There's a lot of nonsense, if you want to hit it, hit it, grind it, it's really annoying." Huanying was speechless.

Old monk: "Amitabha, I'm going to do something, benefactor, please get ready."

Raccoon:.
Old monk: "Excuse me, are you ready, benefactor?"

Huanying: "Fuck you, go to hell!"

Because Huanying had to protect her daughter, Huanying just now had been passively fighting back.

The old monk's ink stains successfully ignited her anger, and she teleported there, intending to kill him directly.

The old monk seemed to be taken aback, turned around and ran away.

While running, he took out a bell and shook it.

The sound of jingling, like a magic sound, resounded through the entire mountain range, and people with a slightly lower cultivation level would not be able to stand it.

The immortal monks hiding in the distance all covered their ears and closed their eyes in pain.

Although Lin Bufan has a lot of golden fingers, but his cultivation is only so low, he can't stand such a voice.

Fortunately, Feng Xiyue took out an earphone and hung it on his head, just covering both ears.

"Let's listen to the song first!" Feng Xiyue smiled, revealing a row of white teeth.

The originally stern face was like melting ice and snow, and spring flowers blooming.

Lin Bufan nodded, and what came out of the earphones was a cheerful dance music.

Huan Ying could not take this sound seriously.

But Huanyin couldn't take it anymore, even if he covered his ears, the corners of his mouth were bleeding from the pain.

"Old monk! Don't shake it."

Huan Ying was in a hurry, and used the method of changing shape and changing shadow, and finally caught the old monk who was still running around.

And when the two were wrestling together, the monk who was still cool at the side finally made a move.

They have only one goal, to catch Huanyin and use her to threaten Huanying.

But who knew that the moment they were about to get close to Huanyin, she was cut off by something.

When she regained consciousness, she had already appeared on the flying boat hidden in the sky.

She was an obedient girl, hurriedly reported to her mother that she was safe, and then stared intently at the young man in red in front of her.

The man in front of him had picturesque eyebrows, a warm and clear smile, and there seemed to be an indescribable tenderness in his eyes.

"Hi, long time no see!" Lin Bufan approached her step by step.

At this moment, Feng Xiyue has tactfully entered the room in the flying boat, leaving the space for the two little lovers.

"You, you are Lin Bufan!"

Excited and apprehensive, Huan Ying took a few steps closer to him, but took two steps back.

"You are really Lin Bufan, not wearing a mask."

Recently, she has heard many stories about monks from Xianmen deceiving demons and demons.

Although he believed in Lin Bufan, he was afraid that others would pretend to be him to deceive her.

"It's true!" Lin Bufan walked closer to her and released the old black in the sea of ​​consciousness.

"Explain, I'm real, I can't be more real."

People can pretend, but cats are not good at pretending.

"Huan girl! How are you doing recently?"

Old Hei was still standing on Lin Bufan's shoulder, then stretched out his paw and waved at her.

"That brat misses you every day, hurry up and get married."

"Old Hei! I believe in you."

Huanyin finally showed a smiling face, and took two steps forward, only half a foot away.

With Lin Bufan's eyes facing each other, he could see his outline in the other's eyes.

The ground below was shaking, but the top was filled with countless small pink bubbles.

"Have you made up your mind? Are you really willing to marry me?" Huan Yin asked shyly.

Although the Mozu girl is very straightforward, she has been living in a closed environment after all, so she is relatively simple.

She has a lot of little things about her daughter's family.

"Yeah! Thinking very well." Lin Bufan nodded very seriously.

It wasn't because she detoxified him, the two already had a physical relationship.

Just plan to marry her.

Instead, he really liked her, and with just one glance, he decided that she was the one he would be with for the rest of his life.

"However, I am a demon, and you are an immortal cultivator. There is a deep gap between them." Huan Yin said again.

Unless Lin Bufan can also cultivate both immortals and demons, it will be difficult to bridge the gap between them.

"Don't be afraid, no matter how deep the gap is, I can cross it." Lin Bufan leaned slightly and whispered to her, "I'm telling you quietly, I can cultivate both immortality and devil."

"Ah! Really?"

Huanyin's face was happy, but then he threw out a big problem.

"I am older than you, I am 23535 years old, and you are just a fraction of my fraction."

"Age is not a problem, height is not a distance!" Lin Bufan replied without hesitation.

Huanyin was even more joyful: "Haha! The last question, are you willing to come back to live in the Demon Realm with me?"

"Yes, then are you willing to live in Yicheng with me? Let's run on both sides." Lin Bufan also asked.

You can't stay in the Demon Realm forever and be the door-to-door son-in-law!Men should still have their own careers.

"Where is Yicheng?"

"An island city in the south, there are immortal cultivators, all kinds of demon cultivators, and a small number of demon cultivators living there."

"Is there any other city in the world that does not distinguish between races?"

"Of course there is!

However, something has happened recently. After the new city is built, I will take you back to have a look. "

"Okay!"

The young couple above chatted with each other, while the old monk below had been bullied to the brink of life and death.

There was nothing to do, so the old monk had to ask the people on the flying boat for help.