The villain has a special auxiliary way [Quick Transmigration]

No one would have thought that Bu Shenfeng would be unwilling to ride with Yanzi Xi.

In the eyes of many disciples, Senior Brother Yan Qing is beautiful, has a good family background, and has a high level of cultivation. Except for his personality flaws, everything else meets their imagination of a perfect Taoist couple.

Many disciples murmured in their hearts. Before, they thought it was Senior Brother Yanqing who looked down on Bu Shenfeng, but now it seems that this is not the case at all.At least what they saw was that although senior brother Yan Qing didn't like to talk, he was arranged by Bu Shenfeng to go to other windmills, and he didn't say a word.

Senior brother Yan Qing, who endured the indifference, silently endured the cruel and inhuman scolding of the future Taoist companion...it really hurts.

For a moment, several disciples glared at Wei Chenfeng. Wei Chenfeng didn't care what others thought of him, and got on a Lingma windmill by himself, and the group set off.

The disciple who was in the same car with Yan Zixi was called Zhang Shoudao, who looked dumbfounded and very simple and honest.As soon as I got in the car, I consciously sat on the side and greeted him cautiously: "Senior brother."

Yan Qingnian is not very old, but his seniority is relatively high because of his early apprenticeship.

Yan Zixi nodded slightly, and sat in the car with his eyes closed to rest his mind.

At first glance, he was as cold as a block of ice, and it was not easy to get close to him. Zhang Shoudao scratched his head, and also recited the sword formula quietly. Turn your mind, and enter the shadow art in one fell swoop.

There are several phantoms around him, holding the sword, holding the sword, stabbing the sword... A series of sword moves are displayed, but there is always a stagnation.

Zhang Shoudao's face gradually became anxious, and his sword moves became more and more chaotic.

"Returning to the Yuan and keeping the one, pouring into the rivers and seas, thousands of swords facing the ancestors, gain and loss prove themselves...a sword carrying the sky, it will break the sea." This is just a sword formula that everyone in the world of swordsmen can say a few words, but few people can master it It's memorized in its entirety.Many sword cultivators will pursue more advanced sword moves and forget the initial sword formulas.

"Wan Jian Chao Zong, gains and losses prove themselves." When a sword cultivator's swordsmanship is superb, it can attract Wan Jian Chao Zong, which is good, but where did the sword cultivator's original sword go?How many people still remember Jian Xin who first embarked on the journey of sword cultivation?

The last sword carrying the sky will break the sea. It is not about the sword move, but the heart of the sword cultivator.As long as you want to become a true sword cultivator, no matter whether you can reach the level of Wanjian Chaozong, you will break the sea with all your might.

Zhang Shoudao's heart gradually calmed down, and the phantom became more and more coherent. After he finally swung his sword, the phantom merged into one.Zhang Shoudao slowly opened his eyes, and saw the indifferent senior brother Yan Qing looking at him for a moment.

It was the sword formula read by Senior Brother Yanqing...

Zhang Shoudao blushed: "Many, thank you, brother."

Swallow frowned, and looked elsewhere.

Zhang Shoudao was grateful for his kindness, and wanted to get up to salute, but his dantian felt a pain.

Yan Zixi looked sideways at the dark pattern on the windmill: "Don't move, I don't need your courtesy."

Although he helped others, he still acted like he was not close to anyone, but Zhang Shoudao's state of mind was quite different from before.Although Zhang Shoudao has a simple and honest personality, he is also very popular in the sect. He has several brothers who came from different places, all of whom have a deep affection for Senior Brother Yan Qing, and they all feel that Senior Brother Yan Qing is also interested in him.

Zhang Shoudao wasn't really stupid, there must be a monster if something abnormal happened, he was secretly guarding against Yan Zixi, so he avoided it as soon as he got in the car, and didn't say a word to him.

But now... Zhang Shoudao really felt that he treated the heart of a gentleman with the heart of a villain. He wanted to apologize, but found that Yan Zixi closed his eyes again, leaning quietly, and his whole body exuded an aura of not being close to strangers.

Zhang Shoudao opened his mouth, but still didn't bother him.

The speed of the Lingma windmill was very fast, and the group of people quickly reached the resting place.Senluohai used to be a battlefield for magic cultivators, the more you go to Senluohai, the more desolate and uninhabited it becomes.

They found a flat place where they planned to spend the night.

Bu Shenfeng ordered everything in an orderly manner, and saw Yan Zixi's windmill curtain opened, Bu Shenfeng didn't want to pay attention to him, and when he was about to look away, Zhang Shoudao came out.

Zhang Shoudao's face was flushed with hot sweat due to his injury.Bu Shenfeng frowned quickly.

He took a look and saw that the curtain of the windmill door was half lifted by a slender hand, followed by the snow-white clothes and silky hair... There were outsiders, Yan Zixi didn't sleep well, he was in a state of depression, his eyes were half-drooped, That cool look didn't hold back at all, just like the flowers of Gaoling.

Yan Zixi sensed Bu Shenfeng's gaze, and a glance in his eyes was like icy autumn water, faintly generating waves.

Bu Shenfeng was taken aback for a moment, and when he came back to his senses, Yan Zixi had already walked away from Zhang Shoudao.Bu Shenfeng sneered from the bottom of his heart, not only bad women look deceptive, but some men really pretend to be bad when they are bad.

hypocritical!

Yan Qing and Zhang Shoudao, one seemed a little sleepy, the other was red-faced and sweating profusely, what the hell did they do?

Bu Shenfeng felt that he was green, and he was determined to cancel the prophecy ceremony earlier.

He and Yan Zixi had nothing to say all the way, the two of them walked together without even saying a word, their lives were so divided that they couldn't be separated any more.

But Sen Luohai was gradually approaching, the gloomy devilish energy became stronger and stronger, and the cries of resentful devils could be heard endlessly.

"Senior Brother Bu, Senior Brother Yanqing, there are eight if not ten so-called water demons. Which water demon tomb did the suzerain want us to find this time?"

Yan Zixi always didn't like to intervene in such trifles if it wasn't necessary, he walked forward quietly with his sword in hand, without any intention of answering.

Bu Shenfeng is very charismatic: "I checked before I came here, and there are eight more famous water monsters in Sen Luohai, two of them were swallowed by the other monsters, leaving no bones left." To them, this is not a disgrace, but an honor: "Of the remaining six demons, the tombs of two demons have already been investigated, so our goal is four tombs of water demons."

"Have you checked them out one by one? We couldn't even find a water demon tomb."

Bu Shenfeng said: "Water demons practice dark spells, and their cemetery, even in this Sen Luohai, is the most gloomy." He flipped his palm, and a compass appeared in his palm: "Everyone just go with me, Sen Luohai is the most gloomy place." Luo Hai is full of dangers, please be careful."

When he said this, he looked back and saw Zhang Shoudao nervously moving towards Yan Zixi, looking like he was protecting the calf.

Hehe, are they all rampant to this extent?Bu Shenfeng felt that being here was really a shame.

It's useless for him to be here under the name of a fiancé.To be honest, Bu Shenfeng is a traditional man, although he didn't share the car with Yan Zixi, but in his heart he wanted to see Yan Zixi resist the temptation.

After all... Although Bu Chenfeng dislikes Yan Zixi, he also knows from his memory that this person is flirtatious, but Yan Zixi gives him a really good feeling, such pure sword energy, and the guidance that makes him not rely on pills... Bu Chenfeng Shen Feng always secretly poked and hoped that Yan Qing would be as 'pure and pure' as he acted, but he was disappointed, and even his impression in his heart dropped several layers.

When he looked at Yuan Bu Shen Feng's memory, he was not so angry, because Yan Qing in his memory was a sinister-evil person at a glance.Yan Zixi is different, he has a high temperament, if it is not for that prophetic memory, Bu Shenfeng will definitely be hidden by him.

The greater the hope, the greater the disappointment, and the more beautiful the illusion is shattered, the more serious the backlash will be.

Sen Luohai demonic energy lingers, Bu Shenfeng doesn't know what's going on, he even forgot his previous forbearance, and coughed directly at Yanzi: "Senior Brother Yanqing."

Yan Zixi looked at him, his white clothes were like autumn water, and his long sword was like a cold front.

Bu Shenfeng didn't want to be watched by him, so he stepped back: "Senior Brother Yanqing, the four water demon tombs need to be searched. After all, it will take time. Why don't we divide into two groups and finally gather here?"

Yan Zixi noticed Bu Chenfeng's abnormality, and he knew that he should be of the blood of the demon race, but Bu Shenfeng obviously did not follow the previous demon master as a demon, he was clearly of the human race, how could he have the blood of a demon?

Yan Zixi thought about it, and now nodded: "Okay."

He promised readily, and Bu Shenfeng felt even more frustrated, a faint bloodthirsty desire came to the bottom of his heart, he quickly endured it, bowed his hands to Yanzi Xi, and led half of the disciples away.

Yan Zixi untied the long sword around his waist, swiped it steadily in the air, and after judging the direction, he said to everyone: "This way."

He didn't talk much, but his decision-making was firm and convincing, and there was no fuss for a while.

When Bu Shenfeng was far away from Yanzi Xi, his heart gradually regained his clarity. He secretly thought that it was terrible, the forest was full of murderous intentions, how could he do such a thing as to separate the group of people into two groups.

The method of breaking it down into parts is simply asking for a dead end. Bu Shenfeng is not that kind of stupid person. The only explanation is that he really wanted Brother Yanqing to take risks at that time, and he didn't even care about taking other people's lives.

Bu Shenfeng didn't have time to reflect on himself, and led his men to chase in the direction Yan Zixi left.

The mist in the Sen Luohai was getting deeper and deeper, Bu Shenfeng and his group walked forward, the ground was full of monster bones, fresh, many of them were sword wounds, and a sword sealed their throats.

As time went on, there were fewer and fewer bones, the ground sank downwards, and long stone stairs led to the ground.

The first water demon tomb.

Bu Shenfeng brought people in, he had no contact information with Yan Zixi, he could only call: "Senior Brother Yan, Senior Brother Yanqing." The echo echoed through the ground.

The disciple behind couldn't see it: "Brother Bu, don't you have Brother Yanqing's jade slip?"

Of course Bu Shenfeng didn't: "No, can you contact Yanqing's people? As soon as possible." It's dangerous to be late, and Bu Shenfeng doesn't want to kill anyone.

The disciple fiddled with the jade slips for a long time, and exclaimed in surprise: "They are in the east."

The contact was successful, Bu Shenfeng heaved a sigh of relief, and led the people over in a hurry.

The cyan water vapor is getting thicker, and people can't even see their appearance clearly.

Bu Shenfeng's waist felt cold, and he stopped.

Yan Zixi walked out from behind the corner with his sword still unsheathed: "Brother Bu, do you want to kill me?"