The villain is soft and clingy [Transmigration Book]

Xia Zhitao was still a little dazed, but Zhang Kuang had already moved over, staring at him expectantly.

She blinked, and whispered: "The first few dates, there were always some weird people involved, this time it's just the two of us, how about it?"

Before Xia Zhitao could speak, Zhang Kuang was already making calculations there, and the small calculations in his mind were crackling, and he made up his mind that he would never bring anyone else with him.

"The master needs to rest. The child of the soul boy knows how to cause trouble. If you don't believe me, you can ask the master; luck is very mysterious, and Jinli's performance is unstable."

Zhang Kuang said eloquently, "I've almost recovered, just take me alone."

Xia Zhitao laughed: "Alright, it will be easier if the two of you go together."

"However, Qianren mace is ranked third against the road, and its strength should not be underestimated." Xia Zhitao stretched out her hand and nodded Zhang Kuang's eyebrows, and jokingly said, "Do you really think this trip is a date?"

Zhang Kuang said, "Why doesn't it count?"

Xia Zhi Taoxin wondered how this could be counted. Although ancient times did not have the modern style of watching movies and going to the park, no matter how you think about dating, there should be poetic flavors such as spending time before the moon and talking over wine.

But in the strange brain circuit of Fang Zhang Kuang, it seems that the word "dating" has become confusing and difficult to define.

Xia Zhitao was a little curious and asked, "Have we dated before?"

According to her standards, she hadn't done it yet.But Zhang Kuang nodded with certainty, and counted with Xia Zhitao: "Many times."

"The Seventh and Eighth Floor of the Demon Forest, the White Crane Illusion, next to the Blood Pond of the Liu Family, the Yunji Palace, and the Sword Forging Villa," Zhang Kuang said cheerfully, "Also, even though I was dizzy at the time, the time in the Yashanshui Prison also counts."

Xia Zhitao: "..."

Youzhou Yunji gave a discount and got along with each other; but she was tortured to the point of being inhuman in the Yashan prison, surrounded by more than a dozen disciples of the master of Yashan Peak, and she thought it was a date what? !

She heaved a long sigh, stretched out her hand to pinch the other's cheek, and simply let it go wildly, saying: "Okay."

The two didn't hesitate too long, packed up their things a little, and set off immediately.

The Qianren Mace is located on the southwest side, close to the barrier of the Demon Realm, and very far away from the Central Plains where they are.

Xia Zhitao was worried about Zhang Kuang at first, fearing that the child hadn't fully recovered, but judging by her normal expression and the way she was riding the petals, it should be almost recovered.

"Xiao Kuang, how is your spiritual power running now?" Xia Zhitao asked, "How much has it recovered?"

Although Wugourui is a rare treasure, it can only restore the spirit veins, and the realm that was knocked down by Mo Wusheng has to be restored slowly.

Even though the arrogance is not like an ordinary ascetic, but this serious injury is just recovering, after all, he still needs to rest for a while.

Zhang Kuang tilted his head and thought for a while, then said briskly, "From a normal point of view, it's about [-]% to [-]%; but based on the peak period, it's almost [-]%."

Xia Zhitao was a little curious, and Zhang Kuang mentioned it several times, about between the events of Shura Dao and Suo Molou, she had a period of "peak period" of spiritual power——

During that short period of time, her cultivation reached the highest level close to the Late Transformation Stage, only one step away from the Ascension Realm.

But after that, I don't know what happened. Although Zhang Kuang's realm was still far superior to that of ordinary monks, he no longer had the spiritual power of the peak period.

It is also because of this that the "inner demon" encountered in the illusion of Baihetang is arrogant with a cultivation level of transformation into a god, and it is difficult for a group of people to be beaten into embarrassment, and they escaped by relying on Xia Zhitao.

Xia Zhitao was still a little worried, and said anxiously: "After you get the Qianren mace, you'd better put it away. If you can't reach an alliance, you won't be able to reach an agreement. Your body is important."

Zhang Kuang nodded lightly, with a gentle smile on his brows and eyes, and said, "I've heard of Tao."

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Because of taking care of Xia Zhitao, Zhang Kuang didn't dare to move too fast.The two traveled day and night, and after about three days, they arrived at the border of the Demon Realm.

Compared with the hustle and bustle of the Central Plains, the closer you get to the barrier of the Demon Realm, the more dry and cracked the soil, and the scorching and dry air.

The climate here is so harsh that even the rivers have dried up. It is really not a good place for farming, which leads to sparsely populated areas and barrenness.

The Demon Realm is close at hand, separated by an incomparably vast and invisible barrier, which cuts off the scarlet blood wind and the red sand all over the sky.

Xia Zhitao looked up a few times, inevitably stunned for a moment by the terrifying scene behind the barrier.Zhang Kuang didn't realize it, he was thinking about whether he should call out Demon Lord Jiang Jiuli or not.

She didn't know how much the Qianren mace owner weighed. It would be safer to call Jiang Jiuli, but this would be three people——

Thinking of this, Zhang Kuang resolutely denied this idea: What a wonderful time alone, it is rare to get out with Zhitao once, and he must not give up easily.

She calmly cut off the connection with her spiritual sense, put Jiang Jiuli behind her, walked forward a few steps, and said to Xia Zhitao, "Let's go."

In terms of scale, the Qianren mace is much larger than the Yanling Poison Mansion, and it is not too far behind Qiling Mountain.

On the side of the black stone gate, a will-o’-the-wisp is burning faintly. The stone pillars are covered with pale skulls. Not far away, there is a hanged corpse. It looks like a shriveled corpse that has been drained of blood. It is swaying with the black wind, like a ghost. generally.

Xia Zhitao was in a trance, thinking that she had returned to the ghost market again, a chill ran down her spine, and she subconsciously leaned towards Zhang Kuang.

Zhang Kuang also noticed Xia Zhitao's uneasy expression, she thought for a moment, and suddenly said seriously: "It looks creepy here, why don't I go and tear it down."

Xia Zhitao laughed "puchi", what kind of solution is this, they are here to discuss the alliance matters, not the demolition team to bombard the house.

"It's fine to demolish other people's halls," Xia Zhitao said calmly, "However, the scenery of Qianren mace is not very good. It can't compare with the flowers and trees all over the mountains and plains in our Qiling."

Suddenly being praised, Zhang Kuang blushed a little, and said softly, "I've been planting pieces for a long time, and I thought you wouldn't see Zhitao."

Xia Zhitao smiled and said: "I know how to think about it all day long, didn't I see it, and this flower blooms and fades, and the rest of my life is long, I have to look at it for a long, long time."

The two walked in front of the huge black stone gate, and before they could knock on the bones, they heard a loud "rumbling" sound, and the dark rock slowly opened, revealing a path filled with gray mist.

"I didn't hide my aura and whereabouts. It took too much effort. They should have noticed us." Zhang Kuang muttered.

The two walked into the gray mist, and the stone door behind them slowly closed.The fog was so thick that he couldn't see the surroundings at all, which made Xia Zhitao feel a little uneasy.

She clasped Zhang Kuang's five fingers, gently tugged at him, and whispered in her ear: "I did a special investigation for a long time before I came, and there are many demon cultivators among the apostles of Qianrenmace, but most of them are demon cultivators. Just be careful."

While talking, the gray mist suddenly surged, and a familiar figure was outlined in the shadows.

An apostle, dressed in a black robe, paced from the gray mist.She raised her hand to lift the veiled hat, looked at the two of them with a frown, and said, "Why are you here?"

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The man folded his arms, his black hair was loosely tied, a purple butterfly hairpin was inserted, and a warm jade pendant hung on his neck, which was faintly hidden behind the black robe.

Xia Zhitao was about to call out, but the other party waved his hand and flatly refused.

"All the favors owed to you have been paid off," Liu Ling said in a low voice, "I don't need to say much, I can take you to the main hall, but I have to agree on the premise."

She raised her head slightly and said with a sneer, "That dead old man is unreasonable. If I cut you off with one knife, I won't intervene."

As she said that, Liu Ling waved her robe, and the black air around her body surged, and countless purple butterflies condensed out, using herself as a flame to ignite the gray mist.

Like the symbol of their "black star hanging upside down", the ten pseudo-scripture prison halls of Qianren Mace are lined up in sequence, roughly outlining the outline of spreading wings.

The two of them followed Liu Ling through several halls, and finally came to the tenth runner hall located in the deepest part.Liu Ling's father in name, the master of the Qianren Mace - has been waiting for a long time.

Before getting close to the huge outline, the sound of rushing water could already be heard, the pitch-black rock stood tall like a mountain, and the Yinhong blood waterfall fell majesticly, falling into a deep pool.

In the middle of the red pool, there was a skull-shaped boulder hanging. Liu Sha sat on it with her legs crossed, with a long white bone whip wrapped around her five fingers, and looked at the three of them with a half-smile.

Although he was unceremoniously called "Old Man" by Liu Ling, Liu Sha, the master of Qianren Mace, was in his prime.He was born extremely handsome, with a thin body, tight skin, and slightly black lower eyelids, looking like a harbinger of the backlash of demon energy.

Liu Ling leaned to the side, motioning for the two to go up, and said in a nonchalant voice, "Hey, I brought you here as you said."

Liu Sha raised her eyelids, sat on the black seat with her legs spread apart, and said lazily, "Okay, step back."

She said she wanted Liu Ling to back down, but she didn't seem to have the intention to leave, but stood aside with a sullen face, staring at the actions of several people.

Xia Zhitao went up first, briefly explained the purpose of her visit, and when she was about to elaborate further, Liu Sha waved her hand and interrupted her mercilessly: "Ridiculous!"

"My Qianren mace is only respected by the strong," Liu Sha sneered, and you, "the lingering sect, the leader who lost to Yashan, don't even look at your embarrassed shit! What qualifications do you have to talk about alliances with me?"

He slapped fiercely, and the vast demonic energy surged out, causing the blood waterfall behind him to splash, and Liu Sha looked at the two of them and said wantonly: "Ridiculous!"

"It's really ridiculous!"

Zhang Kuang became unhappy when he heard this, and immediately wanted to fight, but Xia Zhitao grabbed his wrist and stopped him.

"Little maniac, don't be impulsive," Xia Zhitao stabilized his mind, his voice trembling slightly, "You haven't fully recovered yet, don't confront him head-on, you will hurt yourself."

Zhang Kuang was stunned for a moment, then suddenly smiled: "Taotao, it's not impulsive."

She gently pushed Xia Zhitao away, put her five fingers on the other's shoulders, lowered her head slightly, and carefully placed a kiss on the forehead.

Zhang Kuang's movements were extremely light and soft, and the water passed over his forehead with just a touch of water. The soft touch like the tip of down feathers tickled the tip of his heart, which made Xia Zhitao a little stunned.

Her brows and eyes were slightly bent, her dark pupils were filled with her own shadow, and she explained softly: "I can't even defeat him."

The petals rushed to her, gathered in her palm, and condensed into a sharp long sword.Zhang Kuang flipped his fingers, pointed his sword brightly at Liu Sha's neck, and said softly, "I'm too lazy to talk nonsense with you!"

With a sudden swipe of the sword, the huge spiritual blade suddenly struck out, and slashed away horizontally, "booming" into the pool of blood. For a while, blood overflowed everywhere, like rain.

Liu Sha was hanging in mid-air, looking at Zhang Kuang with a gloomy expression, and sternly scolded: "It's just a prisoner on the cliff steps, it's so brave to dare to attack this deity!!"

Zhang Kuang sneered, she stood with her hands behind her back, looked up at Liu Sha, and said casually: "We have a fight, and if we lose, I will be at your disposal. If I win, you will obediently listen to Zhitao's orders. How about ?”

This was so arrogant that he didn't take him seriously at all.There were a few bruises on Liu Sha's forehead, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Even if you escaped by chance, you are just defeated by Mo Wusheng, do you really think you have the ability to beat me?"

"I'm a person who holds grudges the most."

Zhang Kuang smiled, but the smile didn't reach his eyes, floating on the surface vainly, "I will search for Zhengdao, Yashan, and Mo Wusheng one by one, one by one."

"——no one can stop me."

The author has something to say: I had a low fever and cough yesterday and didn’t update it. I originally wanted to write on Saturday today, but I really didn’t finish writing qaq... I hope it will be Saturday tomorrow. In a word, it is indeed me.