The villain is a fuzzy [Transmigration Book]

Even though he was several years younger than him, Li Yan felt a chill rise from the soles of his feet and spread all the way to the top of his head.

Li Yan froze in place.Mu Lin turned his head and his smile returned to normal.He held the young man in red with one arm, and the young man broke free, but he didn't break free, so he let him hug him.The two gradually drifted away, leaving only two shadows behind, as if silently mocking him.

Finally, Li Yan realized something belatedly, and he tried not to show any strangeness on his face, but his heart was beating - he understood why Mu Lin laughed so much, he clearly did it on purpose!

Li Yan suddenly realized that he had fallen into the trap that Mu Lin had designed earlier.He sang together with the red-clothed boy, first accused him of an unwarranted crime, and then made a fuss in Buxugu's first test, causing him to exhaust all his spiritual power and make a fool of himself.He originally thought that Mu Lin wanted to eliminate him in Buxu Valley. Xin Dao's intentional targeting of Zhi Buding violated the rules of the competition. If he failed to pass the level, he would never let Mu Lin feel better.Unexpectedly, Mu Lin floated away after playing tricks on him, but he still tried his best to keep his belly feathers.

He never expected that there was another trick waiting for him here.Mu Lin obviously felt that the first test was too restrictive, so he couldn't let go of his hands and feet to toss him, and only waited for the second round of individual competitions before dealing with him.

"..." After thinking about this joint, Li Yan was shocked and angry.Today in Buxu Valley, Mu Lin teased him with a sword, but he was powerless to resist.

How could this be?

Li Yan couldn't figure it out—three months ago in the small village of Changlong Town, when he first met Mu Shi, his swordsmanship was indeed good, but it was far from what it is today.Li Yan was six or seven years older than Mu Lin, and had practiced much longer than him. No matter how talented this young man was, he was still far behind him.

In just over three months, his swordsmanship has improved so much?Li Yan recalled the stern sword light constantly disturbing him in Buxu Valley. He couldn't catch where the sword light came from, and he couldn't figure out where the next sword was going. He couldn't stop it, he really felt the threat.

Yes, threats.Li Yan tried hard to adjust his mentality, but he always choked up his breath.After going back, he was dragged and instructed by his master. Elder Lingyu sighed again and again, saying that if it is really impossible, he will not compete for rankings, and he must not offend Wuji Sword Sect.Li Yan became more and more depressed, tossing and turning at night, unable to sleep peacefully.

On the second day, the Promise Sword Sect school field.

The vast white jade field is full of people, bustling with disciples in all kinds of fairy clothes, it is very lively.The second round of competition is about to be held today, and the twenty or so disciples who got belly feathers but have not been identified by the top ten are drawing lots to determine their opponents.Infinity Sword Master He Infinity waved a folding fan in one hand, stood in front of the red silk box, smiled and called out the names of the disciples who passed the level, and asked them to line up to draw the magic lottery.Li Yan stood aside with two huge dark circles under his eyes, and watched coldly for a while, but he didn't see anyone who got him. Although he had expected the result, his heart sank.

He looked left and right for a long time, but he never saw Mu Lin.It wasn't until the lottery ended that Mu Lin appeared in the corner of the school field.

Holding the sword, he walked towards him with his head held high, much calmer than three months ago.However, Li Yan's gaze was attracted by a touch of red around him - as long as Mu Lin appeared, that young man would definitely be by his side.The two were almost inseparable, and their intimacy was a bit too much.

Immortal elders from various sects also came here one after another.Different from the first test, the second round of the competition is more formal, and it is a one-on-one group arena. In each group arena, there will be two fairy elders sitting in charge to compare the trials for supervision and judgment.

A total of eight arenas were set up in the school field from east to west.Each arena is covered with red cloth, which is more than three feet above the ground.There is a high platform hanging on one side of the arena, on which there are two hollow white jade thrones, and the backs and armrests of the chairs are carved with birds and animals, all of which are creatures of Taiyang Mountain.

When the lottery was over, all the elders took their seats, and He Wuxian stood in the middle of the school field, putting away his folding fan with a "shua".He spoke with a clear and resonant voice, which reached the ears of everyone present: "The second round of competition is a one-on-one arena match. There are 32 people, a total of [-] groups, eight arenas present, and each arena holds two competitions. It will be divided into two batches at the same time. The rules of the competition are also very simple. Each person can only bring one kind of fairy artifact to participate in the test. Whoever gets knocked out of the ring first will lose. Each ring is dominated by two fairy elders from different sects. You can watch around, but anyone who finds that the test participants cheated, maliciously hurt others, or even the immortal judges are unfair, can raise objections to ensure the fairness of the test to the greatest extent."

Soon, he finished announcing the arrangement for the second round of the competition. Mu Lin and Li Yan happened to be assigned to the second round of the first ring in the west, and the immortal heads sitting in the ring were He Wuxian and Yi Shu.

Xu Feng and Mu Linqi looked towards the throne together - Yi Shu still looked like a half-grown boy, with red lips and white teeth, and a slender figure, almost sunk in the white jade chair.He turned his head sideways to talk to He Wuxian, revealing a deep smile that didn't match his appearance age, his two small canine teeth twinkled and gleamed white.Beside him, the young man in black stood up straight with a solemn expression. His whole body was like a sharp sword drawn out of its sheath, abruptly making the atmosphere of the scene serious.

"———"

The ancient bell of Qinglong Peak beeped three times, and the second round of competition began.

As the disciples who took part in the first round stepped onto the ring, cheers and applause erupted in an instant.There was a lot of voices and it was very lively. Regardless of other people's eyes, Mu Lin held Xu Feng's hand and explained to him the movements of the disciples on the stage in a low voice.

"Look, that's the closed disciple of the island lord of Konghou Island," Mu Lin said, "They are all music cultivators, good at temperament, and they practice qin, harp, flute, flute... Killing people with music is invisible."

With a calm face, he spoke eloquently, not at all nervous about the upcoming competition.Xu Feng was happy to listen to his explanation, squeezed Mu Lin's palm, and said, "A Lin, take it easy later."

Mu Linhui squeezed his hand, with a clear smile in his voice: "Don't worry."

There are a total of eight inner sect disciples from the four peaks of Wuji Sword Sect. Except for Huo Cai and Huo Yuanbao, all of them have successfully advanced to the second round.Huo Cai and Huo Yuanbao were not sad when they were eliminated, they ran around excitedly, cheering for the first batch of fellow players to play.

In less than a stick of incense, cheers broke out on the far left first, Huo Ling walked off the ring amidst the cheers, and helped the other disciples who flew out of the ring and fell to the ground.Among the crowd, a slim girl in blue clothes stared at him intently. They looked at each other, and Huo Ling smiled slowly.

In the middle of the ring sit Huo Wuji and another fairy with white hair and beard.Seeing that Huo Ling won the competition without any effort, the white-haired immortal congratulated Huo Wuji, Huo Wuji said a few polite words, twisted his beard, and his eyes sparkled.

Xu Feng accompanied Mu Lin, taking into account everything that happened there.After a while, He Li on the ring next to him also won, the sound of dog barking resounded through the school field and soared into the sky, Sirius ran around the field three times excitedly, and suddenly pounced on He Li.

Soon, it was time for Mu Lin to play.

He turned around, gave the boy in red a hug, and said something in his ear with his head down.The red-clothed boy's face turned red, Mu Lin curled his lips into a smile, and let go of his hand.A white light flashed across the long sword, and he landed lightly on the ring with a tap of his toes.

Li Yan couldn't control his eyes. He was obviously extremely upset, but he still couldn't help looking at Mu Lin and Xu Feng. Seeing that they were sticky and crooked, he was so depressed that it was hard to express.He gritted his teeth and turned over.

There was a burst of shouts from the audience.The outer disciples of Tianling Sect looked at Li Yan with admiration. Qi Qi cheered for his senior brother. Disciple of Tianlingzong.Huo Yuanbao jumped up, his face flushed red, Huo Cai pressed down on his cousin, and clenched the sword in his hand...Xu Feng stood in the dark crowd, dressed in red Sheng Feng, holding the Tianyi Sword.He raised his chin and looked at Mu Lin with a determined smile in his eyes.

When He Wuxian saw this scene, he turned to Yi Shu and said, "Biao Junior Brother, who will win this bet?"

Yi Shu chuckled, "Don't even look at who made the sword in Ah Lin's hand."

On the arena, the two hugged each other.After the ceremony, they stood facing each other, Mu Lin raised his eyebrows, and Li Yan's face immediately darkened.

He suppressed his anger and said, "...please."

Mu Lin said, "No, I'll give you three tricks."

As soon as this remark came out, everyone was in an uproar.The disciples of the Tianling Sect had already shouted, and said that Mu Lin saw no one in his eyes, so he was beaten to the ground by his senior brother for being so arrogant and careful.

The disciples of Wuji Sword Sect retorted, saying that the difference in strength between the two must be too great, and you should be grateful to Senior Brother Mu for letting him do three tricks.

Yi Shu looked at Mu Lin, then glanced at the little fox, and said to He Wuxian: "Brother Cousin, instead of betting on who will win, it's better to guess how Ah Lin can defeat Li Yan from the Lingzong that day."

He Wuxian shook the folding fan lightly: "No more than five moves."

"No." Yi Shu has a short body and his toes barely touch the ground.He shook his calf and said, "If you don't make three moves, Li Yan will definitely lose."

As soon as the words fell, Li Yan over there instantly pulled out the soft sword from his waist, and slid out like a fish.Mu Lindao asked him to do three tricks, obviously to humiliate him in public, Li Yan was so angry that he wanted to vomit blood, he rushed up in anger, and stabbed Mu Lin's heart with his sword.

As if he couldn't sense any murderous intent, the Tianyuan Sword in Mu Lin's hand remained motionless.When the tip of the soft sword was only an inch away from his heart, his figure suddenly flashed like a ghost, causing Li Yan to stab at nothing.

Li Yan shouted, and tried to stab Mu Lin's empty door again.Three swords in a row were perfectly avoided, and they failed to touch Mu Lin's clothes from the beginning to the end.

"..."

But in the blink of an eye, the three moves are gone.No matter how unwilling he was, no matter how angry he was, Li Yan could predict his end.He was panting and helpless, his forehead was covered with sweat, and his eyes were red.

The two were speechless for a while.Seeing Mu Lin's relaxed face, taking time off, Li Yan gritted his teeth and choked out a sentence: "Are you taking revenge on me for what happened three months ago? I paid you! What else do you want?!"

Mu Lin said, "It's not because of this."

Li Yan shouted in a low voice: "Why is that?!"

Mu Lin said coldly: "You covet Afeng, damn it."

"...?!" Li Yan just felt ridiculous, "I never met him at all! Can't even take a look?!"

Mu Lin said, "No."

Li Yan: "Why?!"

"Why?" Mu Lin chuckled, "Because he is mine."

He didn't want to talk nonsense with Li Yan any more, so Bai Mang slashed through the air, and turned into a thunderbolt that fell to the ground and slashed towards Li Yan!Li Yan didn't expect him to attack suddenly, so he drew his sword in desperation to resist, but why is he now Mu Lin's opponent, only heard a loud "bang--", the two swords collided, and the collision produced dazzling sparks, Li Yan I only felt a shock in my chest, and my whole body flew out like a kite with a broken string!

"Boom—" The audience immediately exploded.

The cheers from the Wuji Sword Sect disciples in white clothes were deafening, and everyone on the school grounds looked sideways.The purple-clothed monks of Tianlingzong couldn't believe their eyes, and they became a swarm of bees.Some quick-response disciples hurriedly surrounded Li Yan, trying to help him up, but were thrown away by the maddened Li Yan.

Amidst the uproar and noise, the young man in red stood quietly on the spot, showing a big smile.

That smile was as bright as spring in April, and the surrounding scenery was eclipsed by the reflection.

—— He stretched out his hand to the boy on the stage.

Mu Lin's heart was empty, and suddenly he was possessed - the blood rushed up, straight to the brain, everything in his vision turned into nothingness, only his face was as bright as before; all the voices in his ears disappeared, only his laughter echoed still .

An impulse broke out from the ground, like a prairie fire that intensified.He jumped on the long sword, turned into a white light and rushed towards Xu Feng, grabbed his hand and brought him into his arms.

In full view, after Mu Lin won the competition, Yu Jian kidnapped a young man in red!

The sword light rose higher and higher, and soon turned into a black spot.They passed through the misty clouds and mist, skimmed over many green peaks, and when they reached the top of Wujiyuan, Mu Lin turned the Tianyuan Sword and flew towards Buxu Valley.

The warm wind blew through the boy's long hair, and their hair became entangled.Xu Feng was held in Mu Lin's arms, his eyes widened in surprise: "A Lin, what are you doing?"

Mu Lin didn't say a word, just hugged him, and his throat couldn't stop rolling.

They passed through the top of the tree and landed under an ancient tree.With a flip of his wrist, Mu Lin put the Tianyuan sword in his palm, and only then opened a little distance.

Through the gaps in the branches and leaves, mottled light spots sprinkled on their faces.The young man's lips were slightly parted, his cheeks were flushed, his eyelashes were long and thick, and they were plated with a thin layer of gold...

The flames ignited in the eyes, and the red color became more and more intense.Mu Lin stared at Xu Feng, and said hoarsely, "I'm sorry... I can't help it."

After finishing speaking, she wrapped her arms around Xu Feng's waist with one hand, pressed him against the tree with the other, and kissed him with her head tilted.