The villain is soft and clingy [Transmigration Book]

Zhang Lan pursed her lips, and calmly blended in with a certain kind of disciple, watching that "Zhuang Kuang" fight with a few of the most powerful disciples, swords and swords, flying sand and stones, so powerful.

She looked very enthusiastically, but she didn't notice that someone came behind her and patted her on the shoulder lightly.

With her cultivation base plummeting, she couldn't even sense someone approaching behind her.

"Who?!" Zhang Lan sternly said, and at the same time, her five fingers joined together like a knife, and she slashed backwards.

Xia Zhitao said calmly, "Me."

The knife in his hand softened immediately, Zhang Lan blinked, and gently pushed it over, with a flattering voice: "Senior Sister, you are here too."

Xia Zhitao smiled and said, "Don't talk about me, when I heard the name Zhang Kuang, most of Yashan rushed over."

"That's not crazy," Zhang Lan pouted, her face looking bulging, "It's fake."

Not only Xia Zhitao, but other onlookers were startled at first, but they all slowly came to their senses:

This is definitely a fake, right? !

Just kidding, Yashan talked about it every day, and from time to time he used it to scold the leader of the Demon Cult. It's okay to lose the fight, but he can't even beat one Golden Core and three Foundation Establishment, it's too bad!

Xia Zhitao patted Zhang Lan on the shoulder, and smiled helplessly: "Well, I can see that this 'Zang Kuang' is probably the master pretending to test us."

Zhang Lan pursed her lips and said, "Oh."

Xia Zhitao saw that the younger junior sister was puffing up her face, she looked depressed, and there was even a hint of...unhappy in her eyes when she looked in front of her.

This kid lost his temper?

She looked at the bulging little face and wanted to pinch it, but she was afraid that Zhang Lan would not like it, so she put away her eager hands, rolled up her sleeves and continued to watch the fight.

Xia Zhitao's guess was quite accurate, but after a while, that "Zhuang Kuang" put away his sword, stretched out his hand and lifted off the mask on his head, revealing a familiar face.

"It's not bad, the reaction and organizational skills are excellent." Qin Zhilong brushed his long hair behind him, and ordered a few disciples to come out, "Wang Ze, Mu Si, Zhang Lan, you three come here."

"Master is looking for you," Xia Zhitao pushed Zhang Lan, "Go quickly."

Zhang Lan obediently said "Oh", turned her head every step of the way, reluctantly left Xia Zhitao, and walked over.

She watched the whole process, not knowing what happened to Master Zu, and suddenly called herself.

Qin Zhi was dressed in white, with layered and intertwined feathers, glowing with a faint white light.She nodded and praised Wang Ze and Mu Si for their performance today, then turned her head and lowered her voice meaningfully: "Zhang Lan, come here."

Zhang Lan reluctantly said, "Master."

Qin Zhi had been wearing a pair of clean white gloves, but now he took them off slowly, and there were a few slender white threads wrapped around the knuckles of his right knuckles.

She stretched out her hand to hold Zhang Lan's wrist, pressed her life pulse with her thumb, and poured in a shot of weak spiritual power.Zhang Lan was restrained by her, her brows were furrowed, her eyes were displeased, but she didn't withdraw her hand.

After a while, Qin Zhi withdrew his hand and put the gloves back on slowly, his expression unchanged: "Is it still impossible to use spiritual power?"

"Return to Master," Zhang Lan said coldly, "The situation has improved a little, but the spiritual power is very stagnant, so I can only use relatively shallow techniques."

Qin Zhi nodded slightly. She rested her chin and looked at Zhang Lan thoughtfully.

Zhang Lan blinked, her amber-like eyes filled with tiny light spots, like golden glass beads, slender and fragile.

Qin Zhi stood up, she brushed Zhang Lan and walked over, but lowered her head slightly beside her.

She attached to her ear, and said softly at a volume that only the two of them could hear: "The eyes are beautiful."

……ah?What's wrong with my eyes?

Zhang Lan turned around expressionlessly, and saw that Qin Zhi had gathered his long sleeves, stepped on the long sword and flew away.

She watched Qin Zhi disappear in a blink of an eye, and reached out to touch herself suspiciously.

The eyes, nose, and mouth all stayed in their original positions, and I didn't feel any strange when I touched them.

Zhang Lan muttered in her heart: "It's inexplicable."

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The sound of the wind was majestic, and the sharp sword wind swept across the sky, leaving behind a white light.

Ji Yan got into the sheath, suppressing the burning glow all over her body, Xia Zhitao straightened her slightly messy sleeves, and glanced at the surrounding scenery.

Although the scenery of Yashan Mountain is similar except for mountains and water, Zhihe Peak of Master Qin seems to have more clouds and mist than other peaks.

The white mist overflowed, covering the entire mountain peak layer upon layer, making it difficult for people to see the surrounding scene clearly.

Xia Zhitao was led into the study behind the main hall.Unexpectedly, Qin Zhi was waiting for her inside.

"Master, good afternoon." Xia Zhitao bowed respectfully and saluted.

"You don't need to be too polite, just sit down." Qin Zhi had no expression on his face, his long hair like ink was casually draped over his shoulders, and traces of patterns were drawn on the white feather coat.

"The reason for letting you come to Zhihe Peak this time is about your little junior sister." Qin Zhi raised his hand, tapped his forehead lightly, and frowned, "...what's her name?"

"Zhang Lan?" Xia Zhitao was a little puzzled.

Qin Zhi nodded slightly and said, "Yes, it should be her."

What happened to Zhang Lan?Xia Zhitao was a little puzzled, but it wasn't easy to ask directly.

I had inquired about it before, except that the little junior sister was not talkative and loved to sleep, she had always been peaceful and never caused any trouble, so I don't know what happened to the master suddenly.

Qin Zhi was wearing a pair of clean white gloves, and his five fingers rubbed unconsciously, making a weak "clustering" sound.

After a moment of silence, she gently stretched out her hand, and her fingertips rested on the back of Xia Zhitao's hand as if unintentionally.

"Well--!!"

In an instant, Xia Zhitao's body seemed to be torn apart, countless chaotic images flashed in front of her eyes, her ears were buzzing, and she hunched over in pain.

"Hello? What's the matter?"

Qin Zhi didn't expect her to react so quickly, he hurriedly stood up, supported Xia Zhitao who was fidgeting and was about to fall, and asked anxiously, "Are you okay?"

Xia Zhitao's mind was in a mess, she frowned tightly, a thin layer of sweat had already leaked from her forehead, her voice was a little hoarse: "...it's okay."

"It's my fault that I read your memory without permission." Qin Zhi patted the back of her hand reassuringly, a little puzzled, "Ordinary people can't perceive it, I didn't expect you to be so sensitive."

Read my memory?

Xia Zhitao was stunned. Although it is unscientific that everyone in this fantasy world is flying with swords all over the sky, the ability to read memories by touching hands is too much.

"However, your memory before the age of 14 is very vague, and you can't see clearly." Qin Zhi frowned slightly, a little puzzled, "It seems that someone deliberately locked it."

Hearing this, Xia Zhitao was secretly relieved.

Although she doesn't quite remember what happened before, if Master Qin sees all kinds of modern cars, airplanes, and high-speed rails, wouldn't it scare her to death.

Because of Mr. Banana's ruthless abandonment, Xia Zhitao doesn't know what the specific setting of the novel she travels through is. If anatomy is invented, I'm afraid she will be treated as an "alien" or something...

Stop it, Master Yashan should be, not so crazy.

"My Baihe clan is good at weaving dreams and creating illusions, and as long as I come into contact with others, I can read and remember the past."

Qin Zhi didn't know that Xia Zhitao was out of his mind, and he was still explaining the setting conscientiously, "In short, no matter how strong or not, I can more or less see the memory of the other party."

She paused, and her voice suddenly became serious: "But the strange thing is, I can't even read your junior sister's memory."

It's better not to read it, which can be regarded as an infringement of other people's privacy.

Xia Zhitao complained in her heart, but on the surface she still asked: "Same as me, are you also locked?"

"No, it's not the same," Qin Zhi put his five fingers on his forehead, slowly rubbing between his brows, "it's a vast space, I can't feel anything."

It is clearly a foundation but unable to use spiritual power, eyes that are almost like amber, and memories that seem to be deliberately blurred——

There are too many weird things about that person.

Qin Zhi thought for a moment, and with a tap of her fingertips, she took out a dagger from the storage ring.

With a wave of her hand, the dagger drew a circular arc and fell into Xia Zhitao's hands.

Qin Zhi held his chin and said: "Put it away, this weapon has been soaked in the spiritual spring for a long time, and it has a fatal effect on demon cultivators and demons."

Xia Zhitao took the goat horn dagger and looked it up curiously. The scabbard was pitch black with a silver edge on the edge, making it feel very good in the hand.

Qin Zhi gently put down the teacup in his hand, put his fingers together, and said in a flat voice without a trace of ups and downs: "If necessary, kill her."

……what?

Xia Zhitao's eyes widened suddenly, the little dagger seemed to suddenly weigh a thousand catties, pressing heavily on her.

"I suspect that Zhang Lan's memory was sealed because of the existence of a strange force. And the only one who can stop the Baihe clan in this world is the leader of the Demon Sect."

Qin Zhi said indifferently: "Zhang Kuang's whereabouts are erratic, but he is extremely obsessed with something. I suspect that this Lan is probably her illegitimate daughter."

Xia Zhitao: "..."

Wait a minute, there is still some truth in the first half, like a well-founded suspicion, why the sudden change in the style of painting in the second half.

Zhang Kuang has a special physique. It is normal for Qin Zhi not to see her memory. The junior junior sister may indeed have something to do with her, but what the hell is an illegitimate daughter?

The younger junior sister looks like she is thirteen or fourteen years old, and according to the content of the novels she read before time travel, Zhang Kuang is also very young, how can she be so young - an illegitimate daughter.

Xia Zhitao finally understood that Qin Zhi was probably one of the innocent people who were also victimized by rumors, thinking that Zhang Kuang had lived for tens of thousands of years, but he didn't know where he was who was younger than her.

Seeing that Xia Zhitao's eyes were full of sympathy, Qin Zhi couldn't sit still. She frowned and said, "What do you mean?"

"Disciple knows." Xia Zhitao replied calmly.

She bowed, threw the dagger casually into the storage ring, and then left.

As she walked, she still sighed silently: such a noble and glamorous lord, why is his brain so lacking?