The villain is soft and clingy [Transmigration Book]

Zhang Kuang was caught off guard, and was brought down by her, he couldn't sit still for a moment, and the two of them fell to the ground with a thump.

She supported the ground with five fingers, supported most of her body, and pressed Xia Zhitao under her body, her eyes were astonished and dazed, and the tips of her ears were stained red layer by layer.

Wu Mo's long hair fell down softly, covering the two of them like a bead curtain. Xia Zhitao lay on his back, smiling with crooked eyebrows, and stretched out his arms to wrap his arms around each other's neck.

She traced the side of her lips, which was cold at first, but gradually warmed up a little bit.The moonlight seemed to pour into my heart, filling my chest with abundance.

The movements of both of them were very young, Xia Zhitao hugged her a little tighter, and there was a clear heartbeat in his ears, for a moment he couldn't tell whether it was hers or hers.

The other party's ears were so red, she quietly went up to him, and gently rubbed the tip of her nose.

In a haze, Zhang Kuang seemed to say something, Xia Zhitao shook her head, with her thin and thin ears on her lips, and said with a smile: "Well, what did you just say?"

Xia Zhitao actually heard it, and wanted to tease the other party again, so she pretended not to hear and asked this on purpose.

Zhang Kuang laughed and said, "Let's go."

She said: "I'll take you back, back to Qiling."

That's right, Xia Zhitao was quite pleased, she sat up with her arms around the other's neck, tugged at the belt of her robe with her fingertips, and said: "Okay, then you have to lead the way."

"Qiling is actually not that far away," Zhang Kuang thought, "but if you can't use your aura, just walk - it may take some time."

Xia Zhitao asked, "How long will it take, and which route is better?"

"The fastest and best path should be to cross the monster forest, bypass the Baihetang ruins, and pass through Youzhou."

Zhang Kuang sat cross-legged, picked up a slender branch from the side, wrote and drew on the ground, roughly sketched a map.

"Walking in the demon forest is more concealed, and it can also avoid the pursuit of cliffs and mountains," she analyzed, "but since half of it was destroyed by fierce beasts, the ninth floor has been disordered, which is very dangerous."

Xia Zhitao was a little hesitant, she leaned halfway to the other side, and commented: "The demon forest...it's too dangerous, is there any other route?"

"If you completely avoid the demon forest, you can go to the territory of Song State, but this will take a big circle, and you will have to climb several mountains at the border."

Zhang Kuang pulled the map, puffed his cheeks, and suddenly felt a little depressed: "If you think about it this way, no matter how far you go, it's a long way."

This should be put in the past, she had never studied the map so carefully at all, relying on her outstanding strength and advanced level, she didn't just go wherever she wanted.

Not to mention going from Yashan to Qiling, she can run back and forth between the northernmost Fengxue Mountain Range and the southernmost Demon Barrier in a day without panting at all.

Looking at it this way, there really aren't many options.Xia Zhitao sighed, rubbed her long hair vigorously, and stood up.

"Let's go to the Demon Forest," Xia Zhitao decided, "Although it is possible to run into a monster, at least it is better than bumping into a cliff mountain."

When she was making plans before, she had estimated Yashan's "reaction time": After Qian Renmae who helped disturb her sight and the people from Ligu left, Yashan would find that the water prison was empty within a few hours.

What's more, if Master Ziyun, who helped them open the restriction, repented, Yashan would know that Zhang Kuang was missing immediately, and even himself would be stabbed out.

The monsters are certainly terrifying, but at least they haven't enlightened their wits yet. It is still possible for the two of them to get rid of it by circling around, but not necessarily Yashan.If the crazy kid is caught again, he might be tortured in some way.

Zhang Kuang naturally agreed, and the two of them rested for a while, then set off again in the direction of the Demon Forest.

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Not long after the two left Yashan, Ziyun was still standing in front of the ban.

The white mist blocked her sight, misty, cloudy and pale, but she still looked forward stubbornly, as if she could really see something.

After standing for an unknown amount of time, Ziyun finally returned to her senses. She sighed lightly, and finally turned around and returned to the cliff.

The thirteen peak masters dispersed, a few stayed at the main hall of Yashan, and the rest left Yashan to go to various gymnasiums to help.

Ziyun was walking aimlessly. Because of her lack of qualifications, she was rarely summoned by Jun Yuehou, and she couldn't help her when she was attacked.

On the way back to Jinhua Peak, Ziyun met many disciples, and after casually inquiring about the news, he knew that Xia Zhitao was really powerful.

Although there are not many anti-paths who are willing to help her, and her attack plan is very simple, it is superior in its subtlety and accuracy.

For "hitting a snake and hitting seven inches", Xia Zhitao immediately pinpointed a few mortal gymnasiums that are the most remote on Yashan but had to be guarded.

She calculated the time in the morning and ordered everyone to launch an attack at the same time. After the peak master of Yashan rushed over thousands of miles away, they had already fled and went to the next place.

"It will be a while, I'm afraid I won't be able to come back," the eldest disciple explained, "The head is still guarding the main hall, just in case of emergency."

Ziyun nodded slightly, thanked the eldest disciple, and then slowly walked back to the side peak.

She turned her head, and next to her side peak was the Jinhua Zhengfeng of the Hibiscus Immortal Venerable. The mountain was shrouded in white mist, with layers of prohibitions pressed down, silently guarding the things inside.

As if sent by a ghost, Ziyun did not return to his residence, but turned a corner and stepped into the restriction of Jinhua Peak.

Since Immortal Hibiscus disappeared, she has been here countless times, and every time she stopped before the second restraint, looked at the familiar face of the other party, paused for a moment, and was sent out of the restraint again by the other party.

Wandering around like this, I don't know why.

Ziyun walked in the white mist with ease, his long sword came out of its sheath, and cut off the light vines blocking the way, and within half a stick of incense, he had already come under the restriction.

The white mist curled away, and Mu Jin's conscious image appeared, looking at Ziyun calmly.

She raised her hand lightly, and said the same invariable words: "Jinhua Peak is closed, everyone please go back."

Ziyun stood quietly, waiting for the white mist to gather towards him, but this time, the person behind him moved a step faster.

"Zi Yun, I thought..."

At some point, there was one more person behind him, with a familiar voice pouring into his ears, calmly explaining: "You will be more sensible."

Ziyun didn't even dare to look back, she was sweating coldly, her heart was beating like a drum, her body couldn't move, she said in a trembling voice: "I..."

As soon as she uttered a short syllable, she stopped her voice suddenly, her head fell to the ground like a dead leaf in a different place.

Immediately afterwards, flames overflowed, engulfing her in an instant, burning endlessly, turning her body into pale ashes.

Thick smoke is everywhere, and the heat wave is rolling.

But within a few breaths, the ground was gone, and even the dark red blood evaporated, turning into scorched black spots on the ground.

The flames are incomparably magnificent, with a magnificent and cruel beauty, but it's a pity that no one else saw it.And if you observe carefully for a while, you can find that this scene is exactly the same as when Qin Zhishen died.

Feng Luoya lightly stroked his knuckles, the toe of his boot ran over the overflowing white ash, and strode up to Mu Jin.

He looked down at the conscious picture from a high position, his brows and eyes, which were smiling lazily in the past, suddenly lost their expression, and his eyes were dark and cold.

Feng Luoya raised his arm, his slender fingers "strangled" Liu Ying's neck, lowered his head slightly, and said, "Mujin."

His voice was extremely soft, like whispers between lovers, it sounded a bit gentle.

Taking pictures still had the same calm expression, sighed slightly, and repeated: "Jinhua Peak is closed, everyone please go back."

Feng Luoya tightened his five fingers, viciously as if he wanted to strangle him to death, but his knuckles were just submerged in the mist, and there was nothing under his palm, and there was nothing real on the ground.

With a sneer, he clenched his five fingers tightly, and white mist overflowed from between his knuckles, dripping down like water.

Mu Jin flicked his sleeves lightly, white mist billowed up, covering his vision in a big way, and when he opened his eyes again, he was already outside Jinhua Peak.

Feng Luoya laughed shortly, turned his back, lightly tapped his forehead with five fingers, and said softly:

"—Sect Master, something has happened."

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In the remote Yashan gymnasium, Liu Ling was lazily lying on the roof of the bone car, with a warm jade pendant around her neck, basking in the sun leisurely, humming a little song.

As the young master of Qianren mace, she still has self-knowledge.Although he doesn't have a good impression of Yashan, but if he can't beat him, he can't beat him. There is no need to risk his life for Xia Zhitao.

Liu Ling smashed several gymnasiums in a big way, and when she was about to set fire to the wooden beams, she caught a glimpse of Hu Wenchen coming from a distance, and immediately ran away with all the apostles.

There was a lot of noise in several places, and the peak masters of Yashan were rushing back and forth, annoyed by the actions of the rebels who shot here and stabbed there.

When Yashan was overwhelmed by this, Xia Zhitao and Zhang Kuang hurried to catch up, but after a while, they had already stepped into the territory of the demon forest.

"Be careful, the monsters are all messed up." Zhang Kuang carefully observed the surroundings, his steps were slow, his black boots were stepping on the complicated fallen leaves, and he didn't hear many sounds quietly.

It was the first time that Xia Zhitao saw her like this. In the past, her arrogance was like a sharp knife drawn out of its sheath, showing its sharpness and willful frivolity, but now it seemed to be put into the scabbard.

In contrast, no matter how careful I am, when I step on the branches and leaves while walking, there will still be a "creaking" sound, which makes it very noisy.

Relying on Zhang Kuang's keen intuition, the two of them at least avoided dozens of monsters with endless realms. The latest time, they almost missed the huge rhinoceros horn.

They walked in cautiously, and gradually penetrated into the monster forest. After reaching an unknown number of floors, there were gradually more monsters wandering around.

Xia Zhitao was able to cope with it reluctantly at first, but it was quite difficult after the wheel battle. His clothes were cut a few times, and he also suffered some minor injuries.

Zhang Kuang's situation was similar, she had already lost her spirit veins, and her wounds hadn't healed at all, after a long journey, she was already exhausted.

"Let's rest for a day," Xia Zhitao suggested, "This is the depths of the demon forest, and Yashan probably won't be able to find it for a while."

Zhang Kuang naturally agreed, and the two walked along the side of the mountain, and found a narrow cave, not too big or too small, just enough to accommodate the two of them.

They gathered some firewood, Xia Zhitao fired a torch, and the wooden branches were rustling and burning, like tiny firecrackers, crackling.

Xia Zhitao hasn't slept well for the past few days, and as soon as she relaxes at that time, sleepiness surges up.

She raised her hand and rubbed the corners of her eyes, her voice was hoarse: "I'll squint for a while, if something happens, shake me up."

Zhang Kuang nodded and said softly, "Okay."

Xia Zhitao didn't mind either, and just lay sideways on the ground.The soil under her body was hard and full of fine sand and gravel, which made her feel a little uncomfortable.

Said to be squinting for a while, she didn't feel sleepy after lying down for a long time, but she sat quietly on the other side of the fire, and seeing that she seemed to be asleep, she called out tentatively: "Zhitao?"

Her voice was very soft, almost drowned by the clusters of burning sounds. Although Xia Zhitao heard it, she turned around in her heart and deliberately did not answer her.

Sure enough, Zhang Kuang, the silly child, immediately believed it. She stood up and walked out of the cave step by step, not knowing where she was going.

Xia Zhitao waited patiently for a long time, and glanced outside at least a few hundred times, as if the wind was holding back, and the fallen leaves were swaying and floating for a long time, but they just refused to stick to the ground.

She groaned, worried about the child's safety, after an appointment to touch the stick of incense, Zhang Kuang finally came back, Xia Zhitao quickly closed her eyes, pretending that she was still sleeping.

Zhang Kuang called her softly again, seeing that Xia Zhitao didn't respond, he started to fiddle with her things.

This guy didn't know what he was fiddled with, and there were a few faint "squeaky" sounds, as if the fabric was torn.

Xia Zhitao's curiosity was aroused, and she felt itchy and uncomfortable. Facing the fire, she quietly opened her eyelids.

Zhang Kuang sat cross-legged by the fire, his jet-black clothes were removed and piled casually to his side, her back was facing him, her skin was slightly pale as if it had lost its color.

Her muscles and bones are extremely well-proportioned, her shoulder blades are slightly drawn, and her spine is softly sunken, one after another, and the light shadows are patchwork.

The fire was burning softly, and it was reflected on the fine white skin, dyed with a thin layer of warm orange halo.

Zhang Kuang coiled up all his long hair, piled it on top of his head in a messy way, and pulled the white robe with his long and slender fingers, tearing it into long strips, which could be used as a bandage.

Layers of brocade and white cloth were tightly wrapped around the abdomen, covering several extremely hideous wounds.

Her five fingers trembled slightly, and her grip was a little unsteady due to the pain. Her forehead was covered with a thin layer of sweat, and her long black hair was stuck to it, and fell quietly along the ends of her hair.

Extremely quiet and soft, it spreads finely over Siyu's neck and falls into the slender arc of the collarbone, like a shallow crescent moon.

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