[Quick Transmigration] Take away the bloody protagonist

The black mist coiled around, walked through the crowd, and flew out of the court after a while.

"Hurry up and chase." The crowd shouted.Priest Zuo immediately held Fuchen in his hand and signaled Zhou Mao, as if ready to go.

"Wait." Song Xiaofei was extraordinarily calm at this moment.He took a step across and stopped in front of everyone.

"We don't know what the devil's intention is." He said, "If he tries to use Qiao Si as a bait to lure everyone away and attack Wanjian Mountain, it will be even more difficult." He thought for a while and said: "Wan Huzun, Fan Sheng, the two masters and a few disciples and I will go after the demon cultivator to see what's going on. The rest of you, please stay at Wanjian Mountain temporarily to prevent a sneak attack."

Everyone agreed. "Stay here, old man, you go and help He Lan head the sect." Zuo Xian twirled his beard, put Fuchen in his arms, and said to Zhou Mao.Zhou Mao nodded.

When he was about to leave with Song Xiaofei.Priest Zuo stopped him again.

"Zhang Ping," he looked at Zhou Mao, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he just shook his head.

"Be careful," he ordered.

"I understand." Zhou Mao bowed lightly, and followed Song Xiaofei and his party, chasing the black mist away.

Black Mist moves extremely fast.After it broke through the layers of clouds and mists on the top of Wanjian Mountain, it ran towards the ground quickly, brushed over the cliffs, skimmed over the stream, and plunged headlong into the dense forest.

Zhou Mao quickly walked through the air following the black mist.He moved closer to Song Xiaofei, cut off the whistling wind, and asked in a low voice, "Is this the plot you designed?"

"No." Song Xiaofei twitched the corner of his mouth lightly and replied without changing his expression.

Zhou Mao blinked: "Since Mo Zun kidnapped Senior Brother, does this mean that your plan to make Director Zheng mistake Senior Brother as the protagonist has succeeded?"

Song Xiaofei shook his head, but smiled lightly. "I don't know about that." He said, and after he finished speaking, he waved his hand and led the immortals to land and stop in the clearing in the forest where the black mist had entered.

The trees in this forest are all towering ancient trees with dense branches and leaves, covering the sky and the sun.As soon as the black mist entered the woods, it disappeared without a trace.Song Xiaofei raised his saber, and after the saber trembled a few times in the air, it tilted slightly to the west, pointing out the direction of the evil spirit.

The sword moved slowly in the air, and a group of people followed behind it, trying to find Moxiu's figure with it.But after walking for about an hour, there was still no shadow of the black mist.When everyone was puzzled, Song Xiaofei's sword stopped in the air, and then fell to the ground with a "snap".

Song Xiaofei picked up the sword, frowned in thought, then lightly swung the hilt of the sword, and lightly carved a swastika on the trunk of a big tree beside him.Then, he raised the sword again and let it lead the way.

After the crowd walked for a while, Song Xiaofei raised his hand and stopped them.Zhou Mao took a closer look, and there was indeed a swastika engraved on the big tree beside him.Their walk for so long was nothing more than going round and round in the woods.

"This is... a maze." One of Song Xiaofei's disciples pondered, and then asked for orders: "Master, do you want me to fly to the tree to see what's going on in this forest?"

"No need." Song Xiaofei said in a deep voice, he took out the rune from his pocket, threw it into the air, and the rune scattered in all directions, emitting a dazzling light.

The air vibrated slightly, and there were small chirping sounds from all around. "We were tricked by him." Song Xiaofei said coldly, stretched his hand to the top of his head, and swung it vigorously, the rune was instantly torn apart and scattered on the ground.

In an instant, the trees in the forest began to spin, and the light became brighter and brighter through the gaps between the leaves until people were dizzy.The towering branches gradually fall off like old murals, revealing a dazzling background.

In the blink of an eye, all those trees disappeared.Song Xiaofei and his party were instantly shrouded in dazzling glare.Zhou Mao only felt pain in his eyes, so he couldn't help but close them for a while. When he opened them again, the surrounding environment changed completely.

He stood in the open desert, with several stone tablets standing in the distance.The yellow sand was billowing all around, and the wind was blowing, but Song Xiaofei and his party were completely gone.

Zhou Mao looked around.The dark yellow and dry soil stretched as far as the eye could see, but there was not even a single person in it.

"Master Helan..." Zhou Mao panicked and opened his mouth to call Song Xiaofei's name, but unexpectedly, a black air burst out from the ground and poured into Zhou Mao's mouth and nose.

Zhou Mao had no time to dodge, and took a big breath into his stomach.The smell of the gas was so pungent that Zhou Mao coughed violently.

This black air is definitely not a good thing.As soon as this idea appeared in his mind, the effect of the black air was immediately manifested.Zhou Mao felt dizzy for an instant, his legs felt weak, and he fell to his knees on the ground.

Zhou Mao lowered his head, supported his body with his hands, and took a few breaths violently, hoping to expel the black air from his body through breathing.However, this is only in vain.He felt his eyes go black, and his limbs were gradually unable to support the weight of his body.

As the feeling of dizziness became more and more intense, Zhou Mao finally couldn't hold on anymore, his hands softened, and he fell sideways on the ground.

He lay on the hard ground in a daze for a while, and then he was picked up by a pair of strong arms.The man held him horizontally in his arms, with one hand supporting his leg and the other stuck under his armpit.After two soft lips touched Zhou Mao's eyelashes, they moved downstream and covered his lips.

Zhou Mao felt his mouth being pried open, the man's tongue wandered between the teeth for a while, and then became entangled with the tongue.With his eyes closed, Zhou Mao felt short of breath and itchy heart. He wanted to break free, but he couldn't use any strength, so he could only slightly twist his body.

The man's movements froze for a moment, and then he rolled Zhou Mao's tongue more violently.At the same time, Zhou Mao felt a bitter gas slowly sliding towards his throat.He only felt his dizziness deepened a few layers, and he lost consciousness instantly.

It wasn't until the sound of chains rubbing against his ears that Zhou Mao woke up slowly.He looked up and found himself facing an iron railing with a few runes taped to it.The symbols drawn on the runes were very strange, Zhou Mao had never seen them before.

Beside the iron fence is a dark gray stone wall.A few drops of water flowed across the wall, making it look extremely cold.Zhou Mao felt a little sore in his knee, and wanted to move a little, but it was very laborious.He realized that he was kneeling on the ground in an upright position, with his hands raised above his head, and two iron rings around his wrists, fixed to the wall.

Zhou Mao struggled for a while and found that the iron ring was very strong.He also wears the same iron rings on his feet, connected to the corner by two thick and heavy chains, making it very difficult for him to change his posture.

Zhou Mao's hands and feet were still limp.Although the surroundings were humid, there was a faint spicy smell in the air, which made him feel very uncomfortable, and he couldn't help coughing a few times in a low voice.

There was a faint sound of intertwining chains. "Who is it?" someone asked from the other side of the wall.

It was Joss' voice.

Hearing the voice of Senior Brother Wan Jianshan who was taken away by Mozun, Zhou Mao felt a little excited. "It's me." He spoke, but his voice was much hoarse than before, "Qingshui Temple disciple Zhang Ping."

"Zhang Ping..." Qiao Si whispered Zhou Mao's name, as if searching for this person in his memory. "How did you get arrested?"

"I don't know." The surrounding air made Zhou Mao dizzy, and he just wanted to fall asleep again. "This is where?"

"I don't know our exact location," Joss said, "but I can say with certainty that we are now in the Demon Realm."

"The Devil Realm?" Zhou Mao coughed, and asked vigorously, "Why did you arrest us here?"

Qiao Si heard Zhou Mao's discomfort from his voice. "Zhang Ping, the air in the demon world is different from that in the human world. After breathing for a long time, immortals will feel stagnant and uncomfortable, and their hands and feet will be weak." He said, "You need to adjust the flow of Qi in your body to adapt to the demon world before you can breathe normally."

Zhou Mao heard the sound of chains dragging the ground from next door. "I told you how to breathe," said Joss, "and you do as I tell you."

However, before he could finish speaking, a burst of slow but clear footsteps came.Zhou Mao raised his eyes and saw an elongated dark shadow gradually approaching under the dim candlelight outside the iron fence.

Joss immediately fell silent.The shadow seemed to stop at Joss' side.A sneer came from Zhou Mao's familiar voice.

"Brother." Jiang Hai said in a tone, "I didn't expect to meet here."

Joss was silent.Jiang Hai is not in a hurry.The two confronted each other like this.After an unknown amount of time, Joss spoke first.

"You have practiced magic." He said.

"That's right." Jiang Hai replied, with a slight smile in his voice, "Didn't the big brother also cultivate?"

"I'm not like you," Joss said.

Jiang Hai snorted, and said in a strange voice: "Of course it's different. How could the senior brother be like me. You are the proud son of heaven, and even cultivating demons can't shake your own aura. "

"It's not like me," he sneered, "If you cultivate a demon, you can only become a demon."

Joss didn't speak.Jiang Hai chuckled lightly.

"However, there is nothing wrong with cultivating demons." He said, Zhou Mao saw the shadow on the ground stretching out his hand, and there were two soft "clicks" in his ears, as if something heavy fell to the ground.Immediately afterwards, there was the sound of clothes rubbing against each other, and the creaking sound of joints being compressed.

Joss groaned in pain.

"Those immortals look amazing. This sect master and that master are all just strong outsiders." Jiang Hai sneered, "I just performed a small transformation technique, and they were scared to death, and handed over this Wan Jian. Senior Brother Shan is in my hands."

"The Demon Lord...it's you..." Joss' jaw seemed to be clenched tightly, and his voice was indistinct.

"It was me who changed." Jiang Hai said, the strength in his hand didn't seem to relax at all. "The image of this Demon Lord is really easy to use."

"Impossible..." Joss whimpered in pain, and said, "I just left the Demon Realm not long ago... The Demon Lord is still alive, and you are also a member of the Demon Realm. He won't let you use his image to do such a thing privately." ..."

The strength in Jiang Hai's hand seemed to increase suddenly, and Zhou Mao heard Qiao Si gasping for breath in pain, and there was a loud clucking sound from his neck.Although it was acting, he was really worried that Jiang Hai would lose control of his strength and break Qiao Si's neck, so he couldn't help calling his name loudly to stop him: "Fang Xing!"

Jiang Haiying's movements obviously stagnated.After a plop, Zhou Mao heard two "clicks" of iron objects being struck.Qiao Si seemed to be locked on the wall by Jiang Hai again.

"If it wasn't for that lord's order, I would have..." Jiang Hai's vicious voice came into Zhou Mao's ears clearly.

Immediately, footsteps sounded, Zhou Mao raised his head and saw Jiang Hai walking to the door of his room, looking at him through the iron bars.

The author has something to say:

I feel that the role of Fang Xing is really frustrating!Although I deliberately wrote it so frustrating, it is still too frustrating!

And the next chapter wrote a half-car, since I haven't been locked for a few months, I have forgotten what level of car will be locked.If you can't see the next chapter tomorrow, it means that I wrote too much.I'll edit it when I get home from get off work...