The villain has a special auxiliary way [Quick Transmigration]

In Xiaotongtian Realm, the cliff is ten thousand feet high, and a line of mountain walls hangs between the sky and the earth, making people daunting.

But these fearful people did not include Yan Zixi, who was holding the knife at this moment, with a narrow smile on his face, staring straight at Xiao Chenyan's waist bag: "Master, do you want to go up?"

Xiao Chenyan wanted to go up, but he didn't want to give in to this little nephew, so he hesitated: "What do you want?"

Do you ask knowingly?Yan Zixi raised his eyebrows: "My nephew likes my uncle's pure heart bead. If my uncle is willing to part with me, my nephew can take my uncle with me." He smiled like a beautiful little wolf dog, the kind who lacks heart and lungs: " If the uncle is unwilling, he can only go up by himself."

Xiao Chenyan clenched his hands: "You call me uncle, this is your attitude towards uncle? Respect the teacher, respect the way, respect and order, is this what your master taught you?"

Yan Zixi thought to himself that his master taught him, Xiao Chenyan probably couldn't bear it.He was too lazy to say: "Didn't the uncle already know that the nephew is bold? There are only two roads in front of you now."

A jade-like finger dangled in front of Xiao Chenyan's eyes: "One, give the nephew the Qingxin bead, and the nephew takes the uncle up. Second... the uncle walked up the cliff with his own Qingxin bead, and the nephew went up first and waited." You, see if Master Uncle can arrive in half a month."

Xiao Chenyan's eyes were dazzled by the shaking of that hand, and he resignedly took out the Qingxin Pearl from the Qiankun bag. These days, it was not the first time that Xiao Chenyan gave in. He was proficient in his hands: "Take it."

With a cold face: "Take me up."

Yan Zixi took the Qingxin Pearl and put it around his neck, only then did he feel cooler.He smiled and took something from his Qiankun bag, Xiao Chenyan suddenly became nervous, thinking that he was going to be a demon again: "What are you going to do again?"

I really don't blame him for being overly nervous. These days, my little nephew is inexplicable, and sometimes he will be tied up with a rope late at night. Xiao Chenyan feels like his captive. It's a shame that he has fallen to this point. shame.

Second only to the embarrassment of losing Yuanyang for no reason.

Yan Zixi saw Xiao Chenyan's nervousness, and didn't care, he took out the dragon bone from the Qiankun bag: "Master, this is the bone of the monster dragon you killed that day."

Xiao Chenyan was slightly stunned, from the fact that the swallows he had observed in the past few days had plucked their feathers, and all kinds of characters begged him to give him magic weapons, he thought he had lost these dragon bones.Xiao Chenyan was a little touched, and the next moment he felt that his touch was terrible, the keel belonged to him, could it be that Yan Zixi bullied him, and then returned the things, would he be grateful?

He felt that it was fraudulent, and he was upset, so he didn't want to pick it up.Yan Zixi didn't want to wait for him to get distracted, so he threw the keel directly into Xiao Chenyan's arms, threw the scabbard into the air, wrapped his arms around Xiao Chenyan's waist, stepped on the scabbard, and flew straight towards the sky.

Although Yan Zixi is slender, but his frame is small, even if he is holding Xiao Chenyan in his arms, it looks like he is nestled in Xiao Chenyan's arms, and the faint cold fragrance goes straight to the nose of the uncle who has never been hugged in his life drill.

The little nephew's waist is so slender, his body is delicate but domineering, and the dark pure heart pearl hangs on his snow-white neck... The strong contrast made Xiao Chenyan feel dizzy.

He turned his eyes away, and instead of looking at the annoying nephew, he heard: "Uncle, we're here."

Yan Zixi blushed, his body was weak, his eyes were sober, he let go of Xiao Chenyan, he clenched his knife tightly, and walked in through a door glowing with white light from hundreds of doors, with as cold an expression as he wanted.

Xiao Chenyan was angry, and he didn't know what face he was throwing.He is nephew, he is uncle!Who should look at whose face?

He was so angry that nothing could be seen on his face, he stepped into the door that Yan Zixi had just entered.

The Illusory Questioning Heart is officially opened.

Xiao Chenyan held Bixiao, and in front of him was a lifeless empty city. He walked along the street, and the dead city gradually revived with vitality. There was an old man selling sugar paintings, a child playing with a windmill, and the whisper of a lover under the willow tree... …

There is no aura of monks in this city, they are all mortals, living the most ordinary life.

Xiao Chenyan was dressed in white and had no smell of fireworks on his body. He raised his eyes slightly and saw the black and red gap in the sky, where violent spiritual energy surged inside.

A child accidentally bumped into him, Xiao Chenyan took a step back, and used his spiritual power to lift him up through the void. The child looked at him: "Brother, thank you."

Xiao Chenyan didn't speak, and the child's eyes were bleeding: "Brother, why did you kill us? It hurts us to be trapped here, it hurts." As he spoke, he grabbed Xiao Chenyan's robe with his hands.

Xiao Chenyan ignored him, a flash of light flashed on his body, and continued to walk forward.Everyone on the street burst into tears, wailing terribly, and the blood from their eyes seeped down the floor.

"We are not monks, we just live here, why should we die? We are mortals, so our lives are even more cheap?"

"Xianjun, tell me, you cultivate immortals to live for yourself, don't you care about the death of others?"

"You bully the weak, you treat human life like nothing, what kind of fairy do you cultivate, what kind of way do you learn?"

The question hit Xiao Chenyan's heart, his face was expressionless, but he couldn't break the illusion no matter what.Yes, all the people of this city may be said to have died because of him.

Xiao Chenyan once broke through the spiritual aperture stage in Huicheng, a mortal town, which shocked the cultivation world, but since then, his cultivation speed has slowed down significantly, and decades of time wasted in the spiritual aperture stage, unable to break through again.

The reason is the life of a city.People in Huicheng can't cultivate immortals, but a calamity came unexpectedly, and a devil's fetus descended on Huicheng. Xiao Chenyan traveled so far at that time, and saw that all the mortals in the city were infected with devilish energy.This demonic energy is not extinguished, and it is constantly devouring the spiritual energy in the sky.The mortals in Huicheng even experienced cannibalism.

If this state is not stopped, it will only lead to the birth of demons, which will bring disaster to both the cultivation world and the human world.In this situation, Xiao Chenyan could only think of destroying the city and completely blocking the development of the demon energy.But he thought that his experience was too shallow after all, and asked many elders if there were other solutions to this situation, and the answer was no.

Some people even advised him: "Shen Yan, don't meddle in this matter. The devil's fetus is born, and the death of a monk who can't survive it can only be said to be a disaster. If you intervene, there will be a city of people's lives, enough for you to bear the burden of evil." .”

Knowing this, the Lingqiaoqi all chose to be wise and protect their lives. They have lived for thousands of years, and they have long looked down upon other people's life and death.But Xiao Chenyan didn't. He felt that many people could not die, so why not save them?

He cultivated at the half-step spiritual orifice stage, and drew a formation to clear away the devil's embryo. Those who had a shallow attack by the devil's energy were healed with all their strength and survived.But more of the mortals who were deeply enchanted died, and the blood covered the sky of Huicheng.

Those who survived felt angry and hated the death of their relatives, and accused Xiao Chenyan: "Why do you kill us? It is a disaster from heaven. We are all victims. Why do you kill us to protect the rest? Fate is fate, isn't our fate not fate?"

Xiao Chenyan wanted to say that those who become enchanted will not die, but there will be tens of millions of people who will die.But he didn't say that for everyone, there is only one life, and the dead will not be willing to die just because their death can bring lasting peace.

After Huicheng, Xiao Chenyan broke through the spirit aperture stage, and then stopped here.This genius monk made a loss-making business, traded his immortal journey for peace in the world, and was haunted by demons all his life.

The cries of wronged souls rang in Xiao Chenyan's ears. He showed no extra expression, and just kept walking forward. Anyway, this kind of demon couldn't trap him, and he couldn't die either.

A shrill cry sounded: "Why do you kill us? Why?"

"Well, since I have a knife, you don't have it, is it enough?" The young man's domineering and clear voice sounded, Xiao Chenyan raised his eyes to look, and saw Yanzi Xi's scabbard hanging obliquely on his waist, the shiny black blade coming from The beautiful innocent soul scratched across the neck, and a line of blood stained the blade.

This is the first time Xiao Chenyan saw Yan Zixi's long knife out of its sheath. At this moment, Yan Zixi's cheeks were all red, the tips of his hair were wet with sweat, and the skin on his neck was rosy red. The knife is fierce.

If Xiao Chenyan went through the personnel affairs, he would know what Yanzi Xi asked.But he didn't pass by, he only felt that the little nephew was too pretty and coquettish now.

It's not good for a man to grow up like this.

Yan Zixi mercilessly chopped up a bunch of innocent souls, wiped off the bright red blood on the knife with his slender fingers, and cast a sideways glance at Xiao Chenyan: "Uncle, is this level of demons enough for you to grind for a long time?"

He smiled brightly, the murderous look didn't fade from his eyes completely, and he said innocently: "If you don't come out to cook, the nephew will starve to death outside." This is a lie. He just came out of his illusion, thinking Entered Xiao Chenyan's illusion.

The little nephew was obviously wearing tattered white clothes, but his publicity was unreasonable. It was the most beautiful color that Xiao Chenyan saw in this dead city.He said calmly, "I'm an uncle, how can I cook every time."

Yanzi Xi smiled: "My nephew doesn't know how to do it. If my uncle doesn't want to do it, I will give you the money. I will buy it." He was poor and white, and all the keels on his body were given away to compensate Xiao Chenyan for his innocence. The utensils, talismans and seals are almost exhausted.

Xiao Chenyan said: "There is no such thing as you, a big man who asks others for money and magic weapons without opening his mouth. If your master knows that you are so incomprehensible, be careful that he puts you in confinement." He doesn't know this yet. A big man can rape him if he doesn't agree with him, and he won't admit it afterwards.

Confinement is the tradition of their sect, and it is specially used to punish disobedient disciples.

When Yan Zixi heard Bufeng Zhenjun's name, he wanted to kill someone: "Uncle Master mentioned my master in front of my nephew, I don't want to hear it."

This is a rebellious little nephew, Xiao Chenyan has some headaches, he is over a hundred years old, his nephew is more than half his junior, and he has confiscated his disciples, so he doesn't know how to discipline him.

Swallow Xi Ze really wants to go out, the dead city makes him feel uncomfortable, he still likes life, flowers, plants...

He handed the knife to Xiao Chenyan: "Master Uncle, this is your demon, will you cut it?" Xiao Chenyan couldn't cut it at all, Yan Zixi was not surprised, and threw the troublesome scabbard to him: " Uncle, help me hold the scabbard."

His momentum suddenly changed, he held the knife with a serious expression, and compared it slowly, the blade was fixed in mid-air, and then he slashed down like a cloud piercing the sun, the fierce murderous aura and determination pierced the street, and the innocent soul was gone. A trace of the ability to resist was split into two halves and scattered in the air.

Without a knife pulse, he can also have a knife intent, making the sharpest peony knife.

Yan Zixi's black hair was soft, his lips were red and he looked back at Xiao Chenyan, his robe was still billowed by the wind, beautiful and murderous: "Uncle, have you seen that, don't be soft-hearted and don't regret killing people. Soft hands will kill you In this battle, if you regret it, you will die sooner or later."

Xiao Chenyan knew that it was not good for him to do so, but he couldn't get over the hurdle in his heart. He thought it was pretty nice for the little nephew to slay the devil firmly, but he couldn't do it himself.

Yan Zixi was not in a hurry. After his eruption, his spiritual energy disappeared, and his cheeks were slightly red: "Uncle, can you not cook today? My nephew wants to eat something good, but I have no money." He has to nourish his kidneys, otherwise Sooner or later, he will die in the practice.

Xiao Chenyan thinks that what he cooks these days is full of meat, he has never cooked food in his life, and this little nephew actually hates it.What does it mean to eat something good? Did he abuse him?

Obviously it was this little nephew who threw face at him frequently and tied him up at night, Xiao Chenyan was unhappy and wanted to refuse: "Yes, you can choose."

Hmm... why did you agree?Xiao Chenyan thought, he also wants to eat something good, yes, that's it, it's not to accommodate this little nephew.