The villain is soft and clingy [Transmigration Book]

Immortal Hibiscus withdrew her hand, and she took a slight step back, standing among the overflowing white mist, her figure was blurred and ethereal.

Her brows and eyes were warm, and when she looked at Zhang Kuang, she seemed to be covered with a smile, and said softly: "Jinhua Peak cannot be opened. I'm sorry, please go back."

As soon as the words fell, the mist seemed to come alive, and gently rushed towards the few people, bringing them out of the Jinhua Peak's restriction.

Zhang Kuang stood on the edge, staring blankly at the foggy, blurred mountain peak.

Suddenly there was a light sound behind him, Feng Luoya walked forward slowly, he clapped his hands, and said with a smile that was not a smile: "Interesting, very interesting."

"I really didn't expect it," he looked at Zhang Kuang, and said leisurely, "The leader of the Demon Cult who is at odds with Yashan is actually the only daughter of Immortal Mujin."

Feng Luoya smiled and said: "I don't know if the masters of Yashan or the head of the sect know about this, what kind of expression should they have?"

Zhang Kuang bit his lower lip, his voice trembled imperceptibly, and said in a low voice, "I don't know her."

Feng Luoya smiled, but didn't make a sound, but Ziyun, who was stunned and puzzled at the beginning, suddenly reacted.

She rushed in front of Zhang Kuang, eyes filled with water, grabbed her hands suddenly, and said eagerly: "There is nothing wrong, she is your mother."

"Zhang Kuang, do you know where the Hibiscus Immortal has gone? Why didn't you come back for so long, why didn't you even send a letter?" Ziyun asked hoarsely, "Why do you have her spiritual root?"

A series of questions came down, and Zhang Kuang didn't know how to get back. She threw off the opponent, but Ziyun grabbed the stone chain around her wrist and pulled her forward involuntarily.

"I've said it all, I don't know." Zhang Kuang's voice became lower and lower, until it was almost inaudible in the end, "I don't know her."

Ziyun lost his voice and said: "Why don't you know, how can you not know? She looks so similar to you, it's clearly..."

"Shut up!!" Zhang Kuang couldn't bear it anymore, she yelled, staggered back a step, her body trembling uncontrollably.

She bit her lower lip, her jaw was tense, her eyes were a little red from the water, she shook her head and said: "My mother is a mortal, she is dead."

"How can you say that?" Ziyun almost roared, pressing the other person's shoulder regardless, his voice was full of chills, "The Immortal Venerable is not dead, where did she go?!"

Zhang Kuang's body was weak, and he was a little unsteady in his standing, but when Zi Yun pushed him fiercely, he almost fell to the ground.

She raised her head, and her voice was very soft: "If it is true as you said, that 'Hibiscus Immortal' is still alive and not dead..."

She has a pair of black and white eyes, so clear that it seems to be able to see the bottom, so clean that it makes people tremble.

Almost begging, Zhang Kuang looked at Zi Yun with full expectation, and asked softly, "Then can I see her?"

She whispered, "Just once."

Ziyun was suddenly dazed, she didn't know how to answer, she let go of Zhang Kuang's shoulders, and covered her face with her five fingers.

Just now that Zhang Kuang said those words, Ziyun was extremely angry, thinking that she was unwilling to admit Mu Jin, and thought that the other party was treacherous-but in fact, she had already noticed it.

It's just that she doesn't want to admit it, doesn't want to face it, but is forced by herself to overthrow all the memories of the past and take over this abrupt identity abruptly.

Ziyun looked at Zhang Kuang's face which was very similar to Mu Jin's, and didn't know how to speak for a while, but Feng Luoya beside her didn't think so.

"Unfortunately, Immortal Master Mujin is dead."

Feng Luoya said in a low voice: "She violated the precepts and fell into the demon clan, and attacked mortals, so naturally she also died under the siege of Yashan."

Zhang Kuang's face gradually lost color, his dark eyes were blank, and he said in a trembling voice, "What did you say?"

Feng Luoya was not in a hurry, and said, "How about it, do you want revenge?"

"Be my blade," he leaned into his ear, and persuaded softly word by word, "destroy all the six-line seals, destroy Yashan, and avenge your mother."

"It's a pity that you destroyed Asura Dao." Feng Luoya paused, and said with emotion, "Otherwise, I could have assigned them to you. Among so many anti-daos, they are the most efficient ones."

Zhang Kuang avoids him abruptly, with an undisguised disgust.The long eyelashes were slightly lowered, covering the light in the black pupils.

Her voice was suddenly cold, and she said in a hoarse voice: "Get out!"

Being rejected by the other party, Feng Luoya was not angry at all, he straightened up, sighed leisurely, and said, "It's a pity."

It's a pity, if the blade is not willing to use it for himself, he can only break it, destroy it, burn it all, and no one else can use it.

Feng Luoya turned his head and said casually: "Okay, we've spent enough time this trip. Ziyun, take her back."

"My lord, what did you just say?" Ziyun said incredulously, "No, Xianzun is just traveling, she didn't..."

Feng Luoya's expression was slightly displeased, and he sighed lightly: "Don't deceive yourself. Although you were not there at the time, you should have heard about that incident back then. What else is unclear?"

Zi Yun seemed to want to say something, but swallowed the words back in his throat, his five fingers were tightly clenched, and his eyes were flushed.

The two escorted Zhang Kuang back to the dungeon, Feng Luoya restored all the restraints, looked at the high platform surrounded by weak water, and suddenly stopped in his tracks.

He raised his hand and pressed the corners of his brows, closed his eyes slightly, and said with a sneer, "Little lover is quite capable."

"She has done a lot of work behind the scenes. Several strongholds in Yashan were attacked at the same time. Now the peak masters are in a mess. The master asked me to go there as soon as possible."

Feng Luoya turned his head and ordered: "Zi Yun, stay here and watch Zhang Kuang."

Seeing the other party nodding slightly, he suddenly smiled, raised his hand to press on Ziyun's shoulder, pressed against her thin ear, and said softly: "If Xia Zhitao dares to come, I will kill her."

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Ziyun opened his eyes wide in astonishment, and when he realized it, Feng Luoya had already disappeared in front of him.

... that bastard!

Ziyun gritted her teeth tightly, covered her face with five fingers, leaned against the stone wall, and squatted down slowly.

Before, he just agreed to cooperate with Feng Luoya, but after a few times, he was firmly held accountable, no matter how reluctant he was, he had to follow his orders.

What's even more frightening is that even if he is determined to burn everything and expose everything to Yashan, the head of the house probably won't believe him.

The fourth-ranked Peak Master Bixu, and the inexperienced Jinhua Peak disciple who was just sent up in a hurry—whose words Yashan should believe, and which side he should favor, had long been clear at a glance.

The water dungeon was cold and damp, and the cold air rose slowly, as if soaking into the bones, making Ziyun shudder involuntarily.

She used her spiritual power to protect her body, and then she felt better, and said to herself: "It's too cold here."

Before he finished speaking, Ziyun suddenly remembered that Zhang Kuang seemed to have spent five days in this water prison.

She can still use her spiritual power, but what about her arrogance?

Ziyun's heart tightened, and he didn't care about anything else, he quickly opened the stone steps and came to the stone platform.Seeing Zhang Kuang curled up on the stone platform, staring blankly at Ruoshui in a daze.

Hearing the sound behind him, Zhang Kuang turned his head slowly, his dark eyes were empty, and said softly, "What's wrong?"

Ziyun squatted down in front of her. Because Zhang Kuang was always dressed in black, she didn't pay much attention to the other person's appearance, but after knowing the secret behind it, she couldn't look at Zhang Kuang like before.

She hesitated for a long time, then said: "This...are you cold, do you want to wear a robe?"

Zhang Kuang shook his head lightly, and said casually, "Do you think Yashan will kill me?"

Ziyun hesitated and said, "This..."

"Actually, that's fine, even if I know about my mother," Zhang Kuang murmured, "I can't take revenge anymore, I can't do anything."

Ziyun paused, and said, "Don't say that."

Zhang Kuang shook his head, his voice was exhausted: "Then tell me, what should I do."

"Mo Wusheng ruined my spiritual veins. I'm already a useless person. What should I take revenge for? What can I do?"

Her voice was extremely calm, but under the calmness she lost all vigor, she was suffering layer after layer, she was immersed in flesh and blood, and every word was dripping with blood.

"She said that I am a genius, and she said that I should be high-spirited. But what about having a spiritual vein, even after I found Zhitao, I still put her in danger time and time again."

The sharp edges and corners of the voice were blurred by the surging blood energy, all thoughts were lost, and it was extremely sad: "In the end, I still can't save anyone, and I can't protect anyone."

Zhang Kuang couldn't speak anymore, he knelt down on the ground, his shoulders trembled unceasingly, his five fingers were tightly clasped, and his knuckles turned white from the force.

Ziyun stared at her blankly, and reached out to help her, but stopped in mid-air.

She wanted to say something, but someone snatched her words, walked out from the shadows, and said in a cold voice:

"Zhang Kuang, if you say another word, I will kick you down."

Both of them were taken aback for a moment, Ziyun raised his head and found that the stone gate of the water prison had opened at some point.

Xia Zhitao was holding a black package in her arms, followed by several familiar faces, standing on the edge of the weak water, looking at them expressionlessly.

She sneered and shouted: "Come on, first restrain Master Ziyun!"

Following an order, the two figures rushed forward, Xiaochen restrained Ziyun's movements, while Mu Yue's face was paralyzed, and a sword lay across her neck.

Zheng Luo Yi stood not far away, turned his head and couldn't bear to look, and muttered: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

Ziyun didn't react at all, and was already pinned to the ground and couldn't move, with a Fengran long sword pressed against her neck.Mu Yue only needed to shake her hands, and she was afraid that blood would splatter three feet and she died on the spot.

Xia Zhitao quickly stepped over the pumice steps and rushed to the high platform.Zhang Kuang raised his head, stared at her blankly, the corners of his eyes were very red, and called softly, "Zhitao."

Xia Zhitao pursed her lips, and said angrily, "What are you shouting for? I'm angry for daring to say that kind of thing just now!"

Zhang Kuang whispered: "I'm sorry..."

Xia Zhitao ignored her, and let go of the package in her arms, revealing a brocade and white robe.She unfolded the robe and carefully wrapped Zhang Kuang in it.

Zheng Luo Yi probably still felt ashamed, he didn't come over, and shouted from a distance: "You have to untie the spirit lock, otherwise you can still be found."

Xia Zhitao didn't raise her head, and said, "I know."

In order to prevent being tracked by Yashan, Xia Zhitao threw away all her storage rings and took all the important things with her.

She rolled up her sleeves, and tightly tied a knife blade with a thin rope between her thin white wrists.The blade was thin and sharp, and it was the treasure of the Qianren mace that was exchanged with the jade pendant and Liu Ling when he was in Youzhou - the Dusheng blade.

Xia Zhitao exhaled, and carefully hung the blade, fearing to hurt the opponent, and cut the spirit-locking handcuffs little by little.

As one of the sharpest blades in the world, the Du Shengren lived up to its reputation. The blade as thin as a cicada's wing did not receive the slightest hindrance, and all of it sank into the black stone.

The spirit-locking cuffs were cut in half, and with a bang, they hit the stone platform.Xia Zhitao couldn't help frowning as she looked at the bloody and bruised wrist.

Before she could say anything, Zhang Kuang suddenly rushed over, wrapped his arms around his waist, and hugged her in his arms.

Xia Zhitao was stunned.

Zhang Kuang's body was very cold, his skin felt chilly, his breathing was intermittent, falling on his neck like frost and snow, spreading sporadic water vapor.

She couldn't stop trembling, as if she was afraid of strangling herself, she didn't dare to hug her tightly, her thin white fingers were clustered together, and her fingertips were red from the cold.

Xia Zhitao hugged her tighter, and let her go when the trembling was no longer so severe. She stroked her long black hair with five fingers, kissed the red corners of her eyes, and said softly, "Good boy, don't be afraid."

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感谢在2020-05-1421:00:00~2020-05-2021:00:00期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: 2 girlfriends in Xuanyi Circle;

Thanks to the little angels who cast mines: 6 steel tough guy Bai Mou; 5 girlfriends in Xuanyi circle; 1 Dududu, Liulizhiyue, Mya, TheDelphicSibyl;

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