The villain master got pregnant after being whitewashed [Transmigration Book]

A puzzled look appeared on Yu Lian's delicate face.

"If you use the nine-tailed feather spirit to save him," Ye Ling took a deep breath and repeated again, "I promise you to go to the blood pond."

Everyone in the world says that the most difficult and important part of the blood pool repair technique is the final refining of blood pills, but those who really understand know that the most critical part is "prescribing the right medicine". People with broken spiritual sense need to soak in the blood pool for three full days, and the refined medicine can be repaired one by one according to the broken parts.

This step is a matter of course for most people, but if it is placed on Ye Ling, it is the most difficult part.

Frowning, Yu Lian calmly stated the facts, "After the master leaves, the disciple will destroy this world."

"Everyone, including Yun Xi Siyao, even Jing Xi and me, will disappear."

Yu Lian looked at Ye Ling quietly, the man's sharp cheeks became more and more beautiful under the cold moonlight; the man dressed in white slowly stood up, his thin figure was tall and straight, and the look of disdain in his clear phoenix eyes made people unbearable Always want to kneel down and surrender.

Ye Ling didn't turn her head to look at him, but finally just sighed softly, "Yu Lian, I just want to have a clear conscience."

Yu Lian felt that her heart hadn't trembled as violently as tonight for a long time. Ye Ling's back was so familiar, as if he was sent to Xuanqingzong for the first time more than ten years ago.

The seriously injured old fox king brought Yu Lian to the Xuanqing sect when his life was hanging by a thread. He wanted Yu Lian to be a teacher and an old friend from the past, but unexpectedly, he went directly to the sect of his little disciple Ye Ling.

It was at this time that Yu Lian saw Ye Ling for the first time.

At that time, Ye Ling was only [-] years old, but he had already become famous all over the world. Everyone said that he was the proud son of the Xuanqing Sect, and even the entire human world.

In the courtyard of Yinzhuyuan, someone was dancing a sword among the bamboo groves. Yu Lian was led by his father and slowly walked forward. Hearing the rustling sound of sword energy passing through the air, he felt a little scared.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, the sword dancer stopped his movements, let go of the green sword in his hand, and then came to the father and son, and bowed deeply to the old fox king, his demeanor was very calm.

Even the old Fox King, who had always been worried about him, had to be convinced, and finally praised him.

Yu Lian was too young at that time, and now he can't remember what happened that day. In the end, he only remembered Ye Ling, who was dressed in white and plain gauze, came to him, his face was as cold as a lonely frost, and his eyebrows and eyes were slightly alienated.

He looked down at Yu Lian, didn't squat down, didn't even say a word of nonsense, just dropped an understatement,

"From now on, you will be my disciple of Ye Ling, and you will never live in fear again."

Since then, this man who is as cold as frost and snow has become the only god in Yu Lian's heart, an existence that does not allow anyone to violate or defile him.

Life was peaceful until later, a sudden intruder broke the balance.

But fortunately, as long as he put everything back in place and let Ye Ling return to its original position, everything will be in time.

"What if the disciple does not agree to Master's request?"

A blue light flashed in front of his eyes, the sharp tip of the green sword landed on Yu Lian's slender neck, and the cold air climbed up along the sword body, oozing out a frozen breath inch by inch.

"Then I will really kill you."

Ye Ling didn't know when he called Qingzhu, and his expression was very calm; he hadn't made a move for too long, and he never thought that it was Yu Lian who had the first killing intent.

Just like last time, the young man stood there without any resistance, his eyes were so calm that he didn't seem to care about dying under Ye Ling's sword at all.

The breath that the young man opened was still just to make the surrounding air no longer cold, and then asked Ye Ling very softly, the night was dark, would he want to rest earlier.

"No matter what, Master still cares about his body."

His eyes sank, Ye Ling sheathed his sword and looked into the distance, his voice was as cold as water, "No hurry, tonight is not over yet."

Palace Dungeon.

The dungeon was dark and smelly, and the smell of rotting blood could be clearly smelled from the ground; with the token key specially given by Qingyu, Ye Ling and Yu Lian went all the way to the fifth floor unimpeded - specially prepared for the dying place.

In a dark room at the farthest corner, there is a special soul-binding cage, and the fragile Demon Emperor is locked in it at this moment.

Before the two of them could walk past the corner, a heart-piercing scream suddenly came from the empty basement; Ye Ling frowned, and walked quickly around the corner, just in time to see the incomparable figure standing in the cell. familiar man.

Si Yao, who was supposed to be sleeping in the room, did not know how to get the key, and stood upright in a special iron cage one person tall, with a faint blue ghost fire burning in the palm of his left hand.

A group of spiritual consciousness in the cage screamed incessantly under the fire of the underworld, but Si Yao looked at him extremely calmly, and said, "What did he say to you in the end?"

Ye Ling stayed where he was, and from his angle, he could just see the crimson in the man's dark eyes, no longer the gentleness and elegance of the past, just the silence of a dead pool.

Hostility and red pupils, signs of being possessed by demons.

"Come out."

Before Ye Ling could make a sound, Si Yao, who had his back to the two of them, said lightly without raising his head, and grabbed a part of the iron cage with his hand that was burning with fire, and the whole cage was instantly ignited by the fire. The cold dungeon became hot.

The black shadow kept screaming in the cage, he smiled sarcastically, "You won't let me go anyway, why should I tell you."

The man narrowed his eyes slightly, his eyes were even more cold and murderous; the tip of his right finger drew a bloody mouth in his left palm, and he sang a song of soul calling.

"Si Yao!" Ye Ling was startled, and rushed forward to interrupt Si Yao, almost roaring, "You are crazy! Song of calling souls is a forbidden law, do you know that!"

The Song of Calling the Soul is the same as the Nine Nether Devouring Souls, but it is even more ruthless as one of the ten ancient forbidden laws. The singer of this song attracts the wandering souls in the underworld to come to the world at the cost of his own life, to replace the singer. Shreds and devours the target's consciousness.

Since he, Si Yao, couldn't get Yunxi's last words from the devil emperor's mouth, then he let the little ghosts in the underworld tear up his spiritual consciousness and eat them, and then he would naturally know what he really wanted.

He spent half his life cultivating immortality, but became a demon in just one thought.

This was the first time Ye Ling saw the lifeless Si Yao in his eyes. Wannian's frosty eyes stared at people coldly. Behind him was a raging fire. Si Yao pushed Ye Ling away and succeeded, and slowly moved towards Yu Lian came, pointing his sword at the throat.

"I'll just ask once, does this matter have anything to do with you?"

"I borrowed seven points of cultivation from the Demon Emperor," Yu Lian slowly opened his third eye. He looked at Si Yao who was full of murderous intent expressionlessly, and slowly raised his left hand, with his middle finger on his throat. With a light tap on the three inches of the front blade, the tip of the sword shattered.

"I don't want to kill you, but stop challenging my patience."

The young man waved his hand to extinguish the dark fire on the iron cage, passed the two people to the side of the devil emperor's spiritual consciousness, and said coldly while looking down, "As for you, you should also go to hell."

The two people in the room frowned.

The screaming stopped, and the Devil Emperor's distorted spiritual consciousness trembled violently, and he asked Yu Lian what he meant in disbelief.

"You think," the young man directly stretched his arm into the iron cage, grabbed the fleeing black shadow, and said with a hint of sarcasm in his tone, "You don't have to pay the price?"

If it wasn't for him and the human woman, the current scene would not have happened.

Compared with the ear-piercing scream just now, the Devil Emperor didn't even have time to make a sound at this moment. The moment Yu Lian grabbed him, the black shadow turned into black smoke, drifting into the air and dissipating quickly.

There was no more sound in the dungeon.

Yu Lian took his hand out of the iron cage, and there was a pure black memory stick lying in his palm; he handed the memory stick to Si Yao, turned to look at Ye Ling, and said softly, "Master, can you leave now. "

"Wait a moment."

There were low footsteps in the quiet dungeon, followed by a male voice, Jing Xi came to the crowd, stepped forward and pulled Ye Ling behind her, took out a transparent bottle from her arms and threw it to Yu Lian,

"Take a good look."

Yu Lian looked at the black smoke in the bottle and frowned slightly, "What do you mean?"

"Have you ever thought about why the devil emperor wants to occupy the human body?" The air in the dungeon was cool, Jing Xi covered Ye Ling with the cloak behind her, and slowly wrapped her hands around the man from the back, her tone was calm, "But It's just to distract us."

The human body is extremely fragile, and the demon's spiritual consciousness should occupy the demon's body.

"You mean, the devil emperor's spiritual consciousness is actually in your body?"

Ye Ling grabbed Jing Xi's sleeve subconsciously, her tone was nervous that she didn't realize it.

There was a layer of smile in Jing Xi's eyes, taking advantage of the situation, he wrapped Ye Ling's back with his big hand, patted it lightly twice as if to appease, and pointed his chin towards the bottle in Yu Lian's hand, "I was dragged out."

Si Yao, who had stabilized temporarily, cast a questioning look at him, as if asking how he noticed it.

"I'm in the same line as the Devil Emperor. When I destroyed his physical body but could detect fluctuations in his spiritual consciousness, I guessed that he might want to use the move of seizing the body."

Because of his doubts, he handed over the troops near Xuanqingzong to Yun Xi early on, so that he could prepare early.

The black group that everyone saw just now and was wiped out by Yu Lian was only part of the devil's spiritual consciousness; and the unawakened black shadow in Jingxi's bottle was naturally another part of it.

As for whether it is all the rest, no one knows.

The long night was coming to an end, Yu Lian was led to the storage place of the Yunxi crystal coffin in order to keep his promise, and the other three who had undergone tremendous changes finally decided to go back to rest and come back at dawn tomorrow.

"Tell me honestly, has the Devil Emperor's spiritual consciousness affected you?"

When the young man sent him to the front of the main hall, Ye Ling turned around and held Jing Xi's sleeve, with a slightly anxious tone, "Have you been affected—"

"No."

Ye Ling's body was very cold, but the young man's embrace was as warm as ever; he habitually held the back of Ye Ling's head, rubbed it lightly, and smiled, "Master, didn't you still blame me for harming me in my last life yesterday?" Sovereign and Yunxi?"

"What right do I have to blame for others?" Ye Ling froze, her eyes darkened, and her hands clenched unconsciously, "If you sincerely repent in this life, you might be able to ask for their forgiveness."

Jing Xi stepped back, kissed Ye Ling's forehead, a star lighted up in her red pupils, and said seriously to Ye Ling,

"If the disciple said that these people were not killed by the disciple, would the master believe it?"