The villain is soft and clingy [Transmigration Book]

Xia Zhitao was stunned, her heart was pounding, and a blush ran from her cheeks to her ears, burning red.

She didn't know whether she was pierced by the ferocious wound or dazzled by the soft white skin, but after a short glance, she quickly looked away.

The scorching fire blocked his sight, Xia Zhitao lowered his face slightly to the cold ground, but he couldn't stop the rising heat.

What's going on with me? After looking at others, it's like this?

Xia Zhitao scolded herself a few words in her heart, trying to shift her attention to other places, recalling the scars on the opponent's abdomen, she couldn't help feeling anxious.

The two knife marks didn't look like they were new, the wound was slightly scabbed, but it hadn't fully healed yet, with a little bit of blood oozing with breathing, it was quite scary to look at.

The firewood was scorchingly burning, and the scorching light melted into the muscles and bones, covering a layer of extremely pale gold.

Her expression was calm, her eyebrows were slightly drooping, and her movements were crisp and neat, and she tied up the wound with three strokes and five cuts.

She didn't know whether it was because of the flames blocking her sight, or because she lost her mind and retreated to a mortal, but she didn't notice that Xia Zhitao was not asleep at all.

She exhaled lightly, reached out and took the jet-black shirt, casually put it on herself, and buttoned the neckline at the corners.

The white robe was carefully torn several times by Zhang Kuang along the corners, but basically nothing changed.

She was very distressed and folded the white robe, hugged it into her arms like a doll, muttered something in a low voice, leaned against the edge of the cave, and closed her eyes.

The cave was extremely quiet for a while, the two breathed softly, and the fire was on and off, but none of them fell asleep, but sat on both sides with their own thoughts.

Xia Zhitao was thinking about many things, she didn't know when she fell asleep, but when she woke up, the sky was already dim, with sporadic water vapor spreading.

The fire had already been extinguished, and the outer door of the cave was peaceful, the birds were singing crisply and sweetly, and the wind rustled through the complicated branches and leaves.

My heart is too big, I can fall asleep.

Xia Zhitao sighed inwardly, and was about to sit up, but was stopped by someone, and she froze immediately.

Zhang Kuang was still sitting across from him before, but at some point he quietly approached him, wrapping his hands around his waist, pretending not to let Xia Zhitao leave.

She tilted her head on her neck, closed her eyes tightly, her long and thin eyelashes trembled slightly, and because of Xia Zhitao's movements, she made a soft "huh".

Zhang Kuang fell asleep, his breathing was long and steady, spreading into the muscles and bones little by little, like a fine net, slowly wrapping around the apex of his heart.

This kid can't sleep well.

Although he was wrapping around his waist, Zhang Kuang's movements were actually very light, and his arms were only loosely held together. Xia Zhitao pushed her carefully, and let her go obediently, without even noticing.

There was such a big person missing in her arms, Zhang Kuang looked at it as if she was a little bit lost, she curled up aggrievedly, and hugged herself in her arms with both hands.

Xia Zhitao sat beside her, covered Zhang Kuang's body with her white robe, tucked the corners carefully, and then nodded his cheek.

Not afraid of ten thousand but just in case, in order to prevent Yashan from tracking him, Xia Zhitao threw away the Jiyan sword, storage ring and other things, and brought some necessities with him.

I am used to the storage ring, but suddenly there is no place to store things, and I always feel all kinds of inconveniences.

Zhang Kuang originally had an animal tooth pendant, which seemed to be given to her by himself in his memory, but she later changed it into a storage space and kept wearing it around his neck.

But ever since she was imprisoned by Yashan, Xia Zhitao hadn't seen the pendant. She guessed that it might have been taken away by Yashan, or fell between the demon forest during the battle.

Xia Zhitao's realm is not so advanced, and he can't do the things that Zhang Kuang used to condense with spiritual energy. He rummaged through his body and found the small dagger that Qin Zhi gave to him.

She gestured twice in her hand, sighed silently, and said with emotion: "Talk is better than nothing."

The two of them, a Demon Sect leader and a Golden Core cultivator, are now hiding in this demon forest, and they just turned their journey of cultivation into a wilderness survival, and they don't know why.

Before the other party woke up, Xia Zhitao thought about it and planned to go out to explore the way, pick up some firewood and come back to see if there is a water source nearby that can clean the wound.

As soon as she said it, she moved some branches, leaves and dry grass, and blocked the entrance of the cave tightly. After noting the location, she walked into the demon forest alone.

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Compared with the monsters that could be seen everywhere yesterday, today's monster forest seems to be much quieter, and few high-level monsters are seen.

It was as if she was the only one left in the world.

Xia Zhitao threw the dagger in his hand, marked the location along the way, and walked a long distance without knowing it.

She pushed aside the complicated branches and leaves, and was very pleasantly surprised to find a clear stream. She reached in and explored it. The stream gently spread over her knuckles, cold and clean.

Xiao Kuang can be brought here later, Xia Zhitao thought about it, and secretly wrote down the location.

Although it was blocked by the leaves, he couldn't see the blue sky above his head clearly, but he had been out for quite a while, Zhang Kuang should wake up by now.

Xia Zhitao, who had already figured out someone's schedule, thought for a moment, calmly made up her mind, summoned up a little bit of spiritual power, and rushed back to the cave.

But before they arrived, Xia Zhitao found that the hay he used to block his sight was gone, and the cave was pitch black.

Xia Zhitao's heart tightened, she was always afraid that someone would run around with her injuries again, so she rushed over anxiously, almost startled by the person in the dark.

Zhang Kuang had already woken up, she was huddled in a corner by herself, her body trembling slightly, she was holding a green feather hairpin between her slender fingers, she was in a daze thinking about something.

"You, you really scared me to death." Xia Zhitao felt relieved, pinched a fire knife in his hand, and bent down to look at her: "Why are you sitting alone, so dark."

Zhang Kuang raised her head in a daze, the corners of her eyes were a little red, and the flames reflected on her cheeks, blurring the sky in a blurred and hazy way.

"...Zhitao, are you back?"

She looked a little dazed, and she unconsciously rubbed the hairpin with her five fingers, and said with a soft tone in her voice, "Didn't you leave?"

Xia Zhitao convinced her, sat down next to Zhang Kuang, snatched half of her white robe and put it on her shoulders, angrily and funnyly said: "Yeah, I just went out to explore the way."

She said: "Where do you think I've been? Yesterday I said I was with you, but today I left you to run away? Then you sat alone, holding a hairpin in a daze, without getting angry?"

Zhang Kuang didn't say a word, and nodded with a guilty conscience. She raised her hand and rubbed the corners of her eyes, and secretly put away the hairpin.

"The misunderstanding is resolved, let's continue walking." Xia Zhitao said briskly, "I met a small stream before, I can go there for a little washing."

Zhang Kuang said: "The stream? I saw it last night, but it was a little far away, and it was in the opposite direction from us."

As soon as she finished speaking, she realized that she had slipped up. Xia Zhitao looked over leisurely, stared at herself silently, and said, "Where did you go last night, tell me honestly."

Zhang Kuang: "..."

It's over, and I exposed myself again.

She hesitated for a long while, hiding her words, and finally, under Xia Zhitao's hard and soft tactics, she honestly explained what happened last night.

In order to cut off her spiritual veins, Mo Wusheng really struck fiercely, two swords cut precisely and fiercely in the abdomen, the wound was extremely deep, and he was ground in the water prison for many days, but nothing healed.

At night, she thought that after Xia Zhitao fell asleep, she sneaked out to find herbs and stream water, and came back to bandage the wound after cleaning it.

Zhang Kuang's tone was flat, but Xia Zhitao felt the pain in his heart, angrily and helplessly, said: "Why don't you tell me, you like to be bored about everything?"

"It's just a small injury, and it's not like I never fought with Mo Wusheng, so it's not worth mentioning to me," Zhang Kuang wrote lightly, "Just deal with it casually."

Xia Zhitao didn't believe her at all, but the other party had already been bandaged up, so she couldn't just take it apart to see the situation, and after thinking twice, she had to give up after weighing it up.

After a short rest, the two returned to the demon forest again and continued to walk deep.

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Compared to yesterday's staggering, Zhang Kuang's spirit was much better. Although his complexion was still a little pale, his movements were extremely agile, and he didn't seem to be seriously injured at all.

She traveled so fast all the way, Xia Zhitao was frightened following her, fearing that the wound that happened just a little bit would open again, she hurriedly tried to persuade the other party to slow down, but she was seriously refuted by the other party.

Zhang Kuang plausibly said: "We are already approaching the ninth floor of the demon forest. Although the old man is gone, the monsters are still afraid to go in. Instead of resting here, it is better to rush to the ninth floor of the spirit bone."

What she said was very reasonable, Xia Zhitao would probably make the same decision as well.The two speeded up, hurriedly and slowly, and finally arrived at the ninth floor in the afternoon.

Zhang Kuang was familiar with this place a lot, with a little smile on his face, and he said that he wanted to take Xia Zhitao to find the wooden house where she lived.

Walking all the way in, when he was about to arrive, he suddenly found that besides the two of them, there were other people in the spirit bones.

The Liuyao seal was completely destroyed by the fierce beast, and the huge ancient monument that Master Xuanxu once guarded was left with broken stones all over the ground.

Hu Wenchen, the second-ranked peak leader of Yashan, was standing alone in the mess. He stretched out his hand to cover the broken stone tablet, and sighed long.

Zhang Kuang was just an ordinary person now, and the two of them were not as cautious as before, so the noise they made was a bit loud, and Hu Wenchen turned his head, just in time to catch them.

Their gazes suddenly intersected, and the two of them froze in place, restrained by the overwhelming coercion for a moment, unable to move their bodies, and unable to even speak a word.

"... Hibiscus Immortal?"

Hu Wenchen was a little dazed, then shook his head, and said with a wry smile: "I didn't realize it when you were dressed in black, but if you changed into a white robe, you still really look like her."

The coercion was gone in an instant, Zhang Kuang couldn't stand upright, he staggered and wanted to fall, but Xia Zhitao caught him in his arms in time.

She bit her lower lip tightly, trembling her five fingers, looked at Hu Wenchen in panic and vigilance, took a deep breath, and said, "Peak Lord Hu, I—"

"Just this once, let's go," Hu Wenchen interrupted her with an indifferent expression, "For Mujin's sake."

Xia Zhitao made a decisive decision, and without the slightest hesitation, dragged Zhang Kuang to leave, but the child was stubbornly stuck in place, unable to pull him.

She looked at Hu Wenchen, raised her head slightly, her dark black pupils seemed to be illuminated by light, dimly lit up a little.

"What do you know?"

Zhang Kuang walked forward, and asked word by word: "What happened back then, what Feng Luoya said, 'surrounded and killed by Yashan'—what happened?"

"You have mentioned many times, the Hibiscus Immortal Venerable who is quite prestigious among the cliffs and is already approaching the realm of ascension, what exactly..."

Zhang Kuang lowered his head a little, his voice turned hoarse, and asked softly, "How did you die?"

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There is still a little bit of nutrient solution and collections to be able to add more. I used to be able to live on the sixth day, but now I am reduced to the third day of the Buddhist family. Hurry up and whip me——