Quick wear: the villain can also push the male protagonist!

Chapter 714 Senior Brother He Wants to Force Me to Jump off a Cliff 35
The demonic energy poured into the body, gloomy and heavy, and the black as if substantial gas surrounded the two of them, enveloping them as a whole.

Wen Jing was stunned by the accident, and after regaining consciousness, she raised her sword and was about to step forward, but just as soon as she moved, she was firmly held back by Feng Mo behind him.

Wen Jing struggled twice and couldn't break free, and couldn't really slash him with the sword, so she turned her head and said anxiously, "Uncle!"

Feng Mo shook his head slowly, his face more serious than ever before, "...it's too late."

A demon cultivator who has the ability to plant a demon heart has either already cultivated into a demon, or is on the way to become a demon, and he is by no means an idle person.

... I don't know how the priest's nephew fell into the hands of this kind of person.

At this moment, the demon energy surrounding them is particularly condensed. It is equivalent to the blood essence of a Taoist cultivator, and contains most of the power of a demonic cultivator.

This kind of demonic energy is very corrosive. Once a cultivator or their natal spirit sword touches it, they may even be affected by the suppressed power and breed inner demons.

Wen Jing turned around and stared at him, her pupils dilated slightly, and the hand holding the sword trembled imperceptibly, "...what do you mean it's late."

Feng Mo didn't answer.

As a Taoist cultivator, Wen Jing should naturally know the consequences of the devil's energy entering her body.

If ordinary devilish energy invades the body, the meridians will be damaged, and the cultivation base will be greatly damaged, not to mention this kind of devilish energy...

It's not that he doesn't understand, it's just that he still refuses to recognize the truth.

Feng Mo's heart is clear.

He patted Wen Jing on the shoulder, and when he felt the stiffness of his subordinates, he sighed and pulled him back, not wanting him to watch any longer.

Wen Jing is not sociable and has a cold temper. There are many juniors who worship him in the Heng Yue Sect, but few dare to get close to him.

Only Ji Fei seemed to be born immune to the air-conditioning, chasing after Wen Jing whenever she was free.

The two have been together for nearly a hundred years. Although they failed to become Taoist couples as the chief priest expected, their relationship should not be much worse than brother and sister.

Now this kind of thing happened...

Feng Mo sighed again, his heart ached, and his head ached, besides Wen Jing, he had to think about how to explain to him in case the head of Ji Ji left the customs in the future.

In the center of the black mist that no one can see, this hasty transformation is coming to an end.

Bai Ling raised his hand to touch Wujiang Ye's head, and sighed tiredly.

A person with amnesia is really harder to coax than a giant baby. If there is a disagreement, he will sprinkle vinegar.

But what is puzzling is that this transformation process is not painful.

Bai Ling vaguely remembered that in the original text, Nan Ruoyin's deadly enemy was transformed by the idiot and her leader. The scene was extremely miserable, but when she put it on her body, she only felt the icy cold touch was very refreshing. Could it be because of her different physique?
The transformation process was faster than she thought, Bai Ling felt Wu Jiangye slowly let go, straightened up, and then halfway through, suddenly shook and fell towards her again.

Bai Ling was stunned, and quickly caught the person with quick eyes and hands, and suddenly thought of something, the corners of his eyes twitched, "I didn't feel any pain, maybe it's because of some little tricks you did."

The body behind him froze slightly, and then his slightly deep voice said, "...No!"

... It's no wonder if you don't have one, why don't you do good deeds without leaving your name, you can change your name to Wu** and forget it.Bai Ling sighed quietly.

Wen Jing hadn't been able to fully recover from this incident. At this moment, he suddenly felt the spiritual power flowing under his feet. When he lowered his head, he saw the fully formed sword formation flickering, and it had actually been activated.

(End of this chapter)