Transmigrating into a book to become a villain, start the game as a master and devil!

The next morning.

Dongfang Lengyue is rarely in a good mood, and wants to wander around this Qingzhong City.

Of course, after she walked out of the inn, Jiang Beishan followed closely with a smile on her face.

"Master, the weather is fine today, it's time to come out for a walk!"

Dongfang Lengyue nodded slightly. Although her beautiful face was covered by a veil, it was already charming.

"Yes, counting the days, there have been hundreds of years without a good student going to the market."

A look of astonishment appeared on Jiang Beishan's face.

Seeing this, Dongfang Lengyue said with a faint smile: "Actually, it's nothing. After I started to practice, I stopped caring about worldly things."

Jiang Beishan felt a little distressed in his heart, but he didn't show it.

The two of them just walked on the street like this, but this talented woman soon attracted the attention of many people.

"What is this?"

Suddenly, Dongfang Lengyue's eyes were attracted by a small stall. There were many rotating windmills hanging on the stall. Such small gadgets are rare.

After all, this Qingzhong City is full of monks, not ordinary people.

Items that have no value for cultivation rarely appear in Qingzhong City.

Jiang Beishan also looked over. Although he was a little surprised, his master still had a girlish heart.

Then Jiang Beishan bought a few for Dongfang Lengyue.

Dongfang Lengyue's icy pretty face also melted slightly when holding the small windmill, revealing a bright smile.

Under the sunshine, the stunning beauty under the black veil made people feel extremely amazing.

But before Jiang Beishan could appreciate it, a guy suddenly put his arms around Jiang Beishan's shoulders, and said with a cynical smile, "Brother, your wife is really pretty!"

The smile that had just appeared on the corner of Jiang Beishan's mouth also stopped abruptly.

But when he turned his head stiffly to look, he suddenly found a handsome young man in a brocade robe.

Dongfang Lengyue's complexion also turned slightly cold, and the scene suddenly became embarrassing.

Jiang Beishan hastily coughed dryly, and then grabbed the arm of the young man in brocade robe, but the young man in brocade robe suddenly gained strength.

Obviously he didn't intend to let go of Jiang Beishan.

But in the next second, a layer of golden flames appeared on the surface of Jiang Beishan's body.

Although it was fleeting, it also made the young man in brocade wailed, and quickly let go of his hand.

And the young man in brocade robes was shocked to find that the burns on his body could not be healed even by Black Jade Ointment.

From time to time, there was a burning pain in the burning place.

The brocade robed youth gritted his teeth and looked at Jiang Beishan, "Are you being too rude!"

Jiang Beishan didn't pay attention to this guy, and glanced at Master, he was relieved to see that he didn't have an attack.

Because of the appearance of the brocade-robed youth, more and more people were watching on the street.

Although Dongfang Lengyue tried her best to conceal her appearance and figure, her outstanding goddess temperament was still obvious.

For a while, these guys began to have different opinions.

Seeing this, Jiang Beishan took Dongfang Lengyue's jade hand and planned to leave here.

Dongfang Lengyue didn't care at first, but Jiang Beishan's actions made her slightly startled, but she immediately shook off Jiang Beishan's hand.

Seeing that Jiang Beishan was about to leave, the young man in brocade robe hurriedly came to the two of them.

Seeing this, Dongfang Lengyue frowned slightly, obviously a little impatient.

This unsightly guy made her a little annoyed.

"Son of Heavenly Demon, don't be angry, I didn't come here to provoke you!"

Jiang Beishan was slightly taken aback, "You know me?"

The young man in brocade robe nodded, despite the unbearable pain in his arm, he still tried his best to maintain his demeanor and smiled: "Indeed, the whole Kyushu knows about the deeds of the Heavenly Demon Son, and I am no exception!"

As soon as this remark came out, it immediately caused quite a stir in this street.

Even though Qingzhou is far away from Yunzhou, rumors about the deeds of the Son of Heavenly Demon are spreading.

Especially in Qingzhou, the magic way is flourishing, and Chilianmen also has a magic heart dojo.

The story of the Son of Heavenly Demon was even heard by Chi Lianzi.

Rumor has it that Chi Lianzi once praised the Son of Heavenly Demon.

The people on the street even started talking.

"Is it really the Son of Heavenly Demon? Why is he not as domineering as he imagined?"

"That's right, I thought the Heavenly Demon Son was nine feet tall and extremely burly, but right now this kid is too skinny!"

Jiang Beishan's comments were naturally heard by Jiang Beishan, and Jiang Beishan's face darkened slightly.

These guys are also getting more and more outrageous.

On the other hand, Dongfang Lengyue seldom covered her mouth and laughed lightly.

Jiang Beishan rubbed the space between his brows, "Boy, if you have nothing to do, get out of here!"

As soon as the words fell, the figures of Jiang Beishan and Dongfang Lengyue turned into streamers and disappeared in place.

When the two returned to the inn, Jiang Beishan urged Yang Qi and Zhihong to get on the road.

It's just that the two of them had just left Qingzhong City when the figure of the brocade-robed youth appeared again.

"Jiang Beishan, I have something to talk to you about, please give me some time!"

Jiang Beishan was also helpless, why did this guy linger?

It's just that this guy's pleading face is very sincere, Jiang Beishan can only say coldly: "Not interested!"

Then Jiang Beishan and the others continued on the road.

The complexion of the young man in brocade robe also sank, and he shouted at the top of his voice: "I am the Li family of the hidden ancient clan in Qingzhou, I want to ask for something!"

Hidden ancient race?

Both Jiang Beishan and Dongfang Lengyue were taken aback.

It's just why a hermit ancient tribe asked Jiang Beishan for help?

Even if the Son of Heavenly Demon lives against the sky, his cultivation is only at the golden core stage.

Although Jiang Beishan couldn't see the cultivation base of the brocade robe youth, it shouldn't be low.

Dongfang Lengyue also became interested, and said indifferently: "You, a cultivator in the late stage of transformation, actually want to ask for help from a golden core stage?"

The young man in brocade robe froze, and then his eyes showed a hint of vigilance.

This woman actually saw his cultivation!

However, he still walked up to a few people, "So what about the golden core stage, I really hope to get help from the Son of Heavenly Demon."

"Of course, our clan will definitely thank the Heavenly Demon Holy Son!"

What surprised the young man in brocade robes was that Jiang Beishan said without interest at all: "I still have something to do, besides the things that even you hermit ancients can't solve, even a young boy like me can't solve the things! "

After saying that, Jiang Beishan ignored it, turned around and said, "Master, let's go, this time will pass, it should be just right!"

After Jiang Beishan finished speaking, he gave the young man in brocade a cold look, "Don't follow, even if you have the cultivation level of the god transformation stage, it's not enough!"

These words were very domineering, and the little monkey on his shoulder followed suit.

The brocade robed youth smiled noncommittally, but said again: "The Alchemy Federation of Zhongzhou is going to attack the Tianmo Sect!"