The villain of Quick Transmigration is too deep

But in the next moment, the stream of light pierced through his heart, he spat out blood suddenly, his figure swayed, and he had to kneel down on one knee propped up by the sword.

Seeing this scene, Mu Qing felt a sudden pain in her chest. She raised her hand to stroke it, and said strangely, "Why does my heart feel a little uncomfortable?"

The man headed by Gaotai stretched out his hand and hugged the woman horizontally. While raising his hand to inject spiritual power into her, he hurriedly left, his footsteps were a little vain. He seemed to be whispering something in the woman's ear, maybe he was too far away Now, Mu Qing only heard a few intermittent voices of "Don't be afraid, don't worry, it will be fine".

The man in front of him watched the woman being carried away, his eyes became darker and darker, and purple devilish energy began to emerge from his body, and immediately swept the entire hall.

Mu Qing was about to watch the finale, but the surrounding scene changed again.

She is now in another fairy palace, which is different from the magnificence of the one just now. The outside of this palace is surrounded by green bamboos, and the waterside pavilions and pavilions all reveal an elegant atmosphere. Just when she wanted to open the door to enter , a man in Tsing Yi hurriedly pushed the door in, with an anxious tone,

"Master, junior sister, why didn't you tell me that such a big thing happened, if I hadn't been upset and left the customs early, how long would you have kept it from me?"

Mu Qing followed his footsteps into the room, and saw a man with a celestial spirit and gray hair and beard meditating in the room. Hearing the question from the man in Tsing Yi, he slowly opened his eyes.

"This is her fate. We can't help, and we can't save her."

"But, Master..."

...

The voice of the man in Tsing Yi was gradually diluted in the air. Just as she was about to take a step closer to listen, the picture changed again. She was walking in a deep forest surrounded by thorns and flowers of different colors. The stems and leaves are covered with spikes, and the undergrowth is filled with miasma.

As if something was guiding her, Mu Qing walked in one direction. Not long after, she saw a man in a crimson brocade robe, who was bound to a towering ancient tree by countless vines with thick arms.The man lowered his head, his dull blue hair scattered and covered most of his face, and there was a strong demonic energy all over his body.

Mu Qing approached and stretched out his hand to brush away his scattered blue hair. Just as he was about to see what he looked like, ripples appeared in the air, and everything in front of him disappeared like a mirror in water.

And she has returned to the original white open space.Since she couldn't get out, Mu Qing simply sat down wherever she wanted. She always felt that there was something weird everywhere,

"Whose illusion am I in?"

She rubbed her chin and began to recall the scenes she had just seen, but the strange thing was that she could clearly see everyone and hear their voices, but she just couldn't distinguish their looks and voices.She closed her eyes and tried to recall, but her mind was in chaos.

At this time, a voice came from all directions, it was the voice of a woman,

"Mu Qing, save me, save me..."

Mu Qing stood up immediately, turned around to find the source of the voice,

"Who are you? Where are you?" Mu Qing asked.

"Get me out, get me out..."

The other party did not answer Mu Qing's question, but kept repeating this sentence, and then the voice drifted away, and the surroundings gradually became quiet again.

If it wasn't for the addition of her name in the first sentence, she would have felt that it was recorded in advance, and it was just being played repeatedly at the moment.

But this voice sounds so familiar, who is it?

"Ah! It's so annoying! I hate this hazy feeling the most!"

Mu Qing scratched her head irritably, turned around twice, and stamped her feet twice.

Unexpectedly, she found herself coming out of the open space, surrounded by the familiar thick fog, and she returned to the top of Cangyue Mountain.But when she turned around, there was no sign of Bai Yan, waiting like this was not an option, she decided to look for the protective pill first.

...

At this time, Bai Yan was in the magic palace, he was like a bystander, watching everything in front of him.

There are only two people in the huge demon palace, one is sitting on the throne directly in front of the hall, the throne is covered with reliefs of various ghosts and monsters, and the man on the throne exudes a strong demonic energy, his lips and eyes are deep purple , Xu is the king of this magic palace.

The other man was dressed in plain robes, his head full of blue hair was held up high by a white jade hairpin, he was incompatible with this dark magic palace, or two extremes, he was hanging his head, not knowing what he was thinking,

"What are you still insisting on? They don't believe you, don't they? They just want to expel you, or even kill you. Why, are you going to obey? Are you going to give in?"

The voice of the demon king kept lingering in the ears of the plain-clothed man, his hand holding the sword tightened, his veins bulged, and his eyes were full of struggle.

The demon king pressed on step by step, and continued,

"Are you giving up on her?"

Finally, the plain-clothed man raised his head, gritted his teeth and said,

"I will never, never give up on her."

Hearing this, the Demon King chuckled, as if he had already expected the other party's answer,

"The thing I told you, do you still refuse now?"

The plain-clothed man glanced at him, then raised his sword and turned to leave. The demon king tapped the ghost relief on the handle of the throne with his fingers, and laughed softly. The two seemed to have reached some kind of deal.

During the whole process, Bai Yan just stood aside and watched indifferently. Unlike Mu Qing, he could see the appearance of the two of them clearly. The man in plain clothes looked almost like him, but his voice was different. Not the same, totally different.