Dressing in a dog-blood romance and engaging in lily[Quick Transmigration]

Three days later.

Finally came the day when the village was about to be massacred in the plot, Jing Nian got up early in the morning, she stayed up all night last night, her mind was full of this matter over and over again.

If she still had an indifferent attitude when she first came to this world, then now she really has feelings for Red Moon Villa, and she doesn't want it to be annihilated in a senseless massacre.

Over the years, she has done her best to cultivate masters, constantly alert everyone, and unite with other forces, hoping that when that moment comes, at least Red Moon Villa will not be alone and helpless.

It had just rained, and the air in the mountains was extremely fresh at this time, a drop of crystal dew slid down the green leaves in front of the window, and landed on the palm of Jing Nian's outstretched hand.

She stood in front of the window, looking out of the window worriedly, clutching the veil in her hand, she really looked like a boudoir lady.

It's a pity that the various weapons on her body exposed her. There were two swords on her waist, a dagger hidden in her boots, and the silver hairpin on her head was also full of poison.

Although because of the plot, she couldn't die even if she wasn't fully armed like this, but she still wanted to do her best to earn a way out for the people in Red Moon Villa.

Father...mother...senior sisters...Xiaotao...

These people are the existence that she can't let go of.

In the dense forest among the mountains, a group of people is rushing towards the Red Moon Villa, and the leader is Song Ci'an.

The path was winding and winding, and the birds on both sides were silent, as if frightened by the group of uninvited guests, Song Ci'an raised a stop gesture, and the people behind him immediately stopped, waiting for her next instruction.

She walked to a hillside and looked far away, and she could already vaguely see the shadow of Hongyue Mountain Villa here. The mansion with white walls and red tiles was half covered by lush trees, and it looked harmonious and peaceful. There will be a scene of blood flowing like a river, and Song Ci'an feels faintly nauseous.

Although she is not a person with correct three views, and sometimes she will use all means to achieve her own goals, but she still doesn't like the way the Devil's Cult behaves.

She is not a bloodthirsty person, so she cannot collude with the Demon Cult.

Maybe it was because she was distracted for too long, a man with a sharp mouth and a thorny chain wrapped around his hands came out of the team, with a flattering expression on his face, he said, "Saint, do you have any instructions?"

This sharp voice brought back Song Ci'an's mind, she turned to look at the mob behind her with a slightly displeased expression.

In addition to the wrong three views of the Demon Cult, the aesthetics are also different from ordinary people.

Just like the group of people behind her, they look really weird. Some are keen to wear skulls as necklaces and hang them on their bodies, some practice kung fu to make themselves look like dry bones, and what's more, they put their legs on their shoulders , instead walking on two arms.

It can be said that even after watching it for so many years, Song Ci'an is not used to this group of hot-eyed things.

"Keep going."

After giving an order, Song Ci'an turned around and continued to walk forward. The people behind her uttered strange screams one after another, which seemed to be excited or painful, which aroused the birds in the forest.

Song Ci'an frowned again when she heard this, she really wanted to shut up the mouths of this group of people, but she couldn't do it, after all, her style of only hurting people and not killing people these years has made people in the Demon Cult quite critical, she is enough It's high-profile, and there is no need to classify yourself as an outlier.

As she got closer to the Red Moon Villa, she felt an inexplicable sense of sadness and melancholy in her heart. She touched the scimitar that had been with her for many years, and classified this emotion as not wanting to face the next tragedy.

Song Ci'an had already made a plan before she came, and she would fish in troubled waters, and she might kill a few people, but she had the right to cover it up, and when the time came to take advantage of the chaos, she would sneak away and take this opportunity to escape from the Devil's Cult.

She even found the dead body, and among the group of people following her behind her, there was a woman who was extremely vicious, but she was beautiful on the outside, but her usual behavior was the kind that angered others.

This woman was about the same height and shape as her. When the time came, she would kill this woman, and then destroy the other's face, making an illusion that she herself had died.

The Devil's Cult can't stay any longer, not only is it dangerous, but also has a father who wholeheartedly expects her to kill someone, not only will it not be helpful to find Jing Nian, and may even implicate him in the future.

At that time, if the protagonist and the villain fight, which side should she stand as the villain's own daughter?

If the villain is dead and the protagonist wants to kill her, will Jing Nian protecting her as the heroine make the decent think that the other party has fallen into the devil's way?

Now that she hasn't been found yet, and the situation in front of her is full of dangers, she can only jump out of the pit of the Devil's Cult first.

As she got closer to the Red Moon Villa, Song Ci'an's heart became more and more heavy. For a person who has three views of modern society, the death of so many innocent people really shocked her a bit.

When she came to the gate of the villa, she hadn't given the order yet, but the Demon Cult crowd behind her was already screaming and cheering. There was no sign of the vermilion gate being opened, maybe the other party had gotten the news before, so they should be vigilant.

Song Ci'an didn't think too much about it. From now on, she had already stood on the edge of the team, trying to minimize her own presence, and handed over the dominance to this group of people.

"Open the gate! Open the gate!"

A big man with two thick horns on his head jumped out. He was more than two meters tall, with muscles on his body, and he looked like a powerful man.

With a crazy smile on his face, he spat twice on his hands, rubbed his hands together, picked up the big hammer beside him, and swung it towards the vermilion door with all his might.

Naturally, the door of a big mountain villa cannot be too fragile, so under the blow of this big man, the door was only slightly shaken, and a shallow pit was smashed on it, and it was not about to fall at all. sign.

There was a burst of laughter from the crowd immediately.

"Big Iron Bull, you can't!"

"Tsk tsk tsk, really weak."

"Grandpa can kick you away with one kick, believe it or not?"

The big man's bronze-colored skin immediately turned black and red, and his muscles seemed to have swollen a little bit. Maybe it was a shameful result under the blow with all his strength, but maybe it was just anger at the door that damaged his prestige.

"Ah! Master Niu is going to kill you all today!!!"

With a loud cry, the big man swung the sledgehammer again. His eyes were slightly protruding and his temples were swollen. It was obvious that he had used his internal strength, and he slammed the door hard. As a result, the door was smashed to pieces.

Now there is no cover in the villa, and all the buildings can be seen clearly.

There was no one inside, and it seemed quiet, as if everyone had disappeared.

Song Ci'an's eyes rolled slightly, and he calmly fell to the end of the line, trying to keep a low profile and enter with everyone.

A seductive woman came over, the bell in her hand rang crisply, and the tails of her narrow eyes were full of coquettishness. She did not hide the treachery in her eyes, and asked in a breathless voice: "Why doesn't the saint do it?" pioneer?"

When she asked, her voice was not low, and everyone looked at Song Ci'an for a moment.

Song Ci'an kept the distance away from this woman calmly, and looked back expressionlessly in black, "What right do you have to order me?" After finishing speaking, he deliberately said arrogantly: "I am a saint , Listen to me, I have the final say."

The woman froze for a moment, then "giggled" and laughed.

A group of people also laughed, and the matter was just exposed.

There was a relaxed atmosphere on the side of the Devil's Cult, but the Martial Arts Arena in Hongyue Villa was not so calm.

Everyone was gathered here, all of them were gloomy and silent, and there was an atmosphere that was about to rain.

A young man in a disciple's uniform ran over panting, cupped his hands at Master Jing who was on the high platform, and said anxiously: "Master, the demon sect has smashed our gate and has already entered."

Everyone's faces became more gloomy.

The owner's wife embraced Jing Nian beside her, as if this would make her feel more at ease.

"Master, Hongye requests to fight!"

"Qingsong requests to fight!"

"Liuyun requests to fight!"

Master Jing's gloomy face was a little relieved, but he didn't speak for a long time.

At this time, several old men who were sitting on the chairs finally stood up, and an old man with white eyebrows in a yellow shirt said: "To destroy the demon sect, my Wudang definition is undeniable!"

A beautiful woman with a flowing cloud bun and a peach-pink hairpin also said: "I, Qingyin Valley, also eliminate demons and defend Taoism!"

"Amitabha, all Taoist friends are righteous and kind." This is an abbot of the Buddhist sect.

"The purpose of the Wulin League is to support justice and make a living." A handsome young man in white also stood up.

……

"Okay, okay, Mr. Jing would like to thank all fellow Taoists!"

Zhuangzhu Jing was moved for a while, and at the same time looked at his daughter Jing Nian, these allies were all because of her proposal, and Hongyue Villa made good friends with them.

Thinking of this, he felt a little scared. The previous Red Moon Villa was like an isolated island. It had always been a hidden state in the martial arts world, and had little contact with other forces. If it wasn't for his daughter's suggestion, they might be the ones who are alone and helpless today.

Noisy and laughing sounds gradually came, it was the group of Demon Sect people, and everyone in the martial arts arena clenched their fists when they heard it.

"Hahaha, grandchildren of Red Moon Villa, come and pick you up, Grandpa Niu!"

"This Red Moon Villa seems to have a false reputation, it's as timid as a mouse!"

"I'm going to kill you all!"

Master Jing frowned angrily, and wanted to go out in a flash, but the young man in white stopped him.

Then he smiled casually: "Senior, don't make a move first, let the boy meet these demons."

Jing Nian lay in Madam Jing's arms and looked at their backs, very grateful for the decision he had made before.

Originally, she only wrote letters to the major forces, but she didn't expect them to believe them all, and even came all the way to rescue her. She couldn't help but sigh, the martial arts people are really chivalrous!

After the young man, the son of the leader of the martial arts, went out, soon everyone heard a burst of fighting sounds, accompanied by the screams of the demon cultists.

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First day of school... indescribable!

I had a vacation and forgot everything. It was very embarrassing when I talked to the foreign teacher. I didn’t know what she said to me. Then she smiled and looked at me for a long time before I realized it and answered in a stumbling manner. she!

no way too embarrassing awsl