The villain is soft and clingy [Transmigration Book]

Arrogant, too arrogant.

A group of anti-Taoist people went out of the righteous way in an open manner, and their attitude was so arrogant, Gao was so angry that his fingers trembled, and he almost couldn't hold his whisk.

"A group of vicious little thieves, despicable and shameless," Gao Ze frowned, with bulging veins, "How dare, how dare-"

Zhang Kuang was usually used to being yelled at by Yashan, so he took it easy and ignored it, but now that the peak lord dared to yell at Zhitao, she immediately became unhappy.

She frowned slightly, resting her five fingers on the black scabbard, her brows and eyes were covered with a layer of coldness, and whispered: "You want to die?"

Jiang Jiuli glanced at her and said, "What did I just say, are you going to rush up again?"

Zhang Kuang: "..."

She bit her lower lip, the corners of her eyes were a little red, and said angrily: "That stinky old man dared to say Zhitao, I'm going to beat him up!"

It's useless to talk by yourself, Zhang Kuang never listens.Jiang Jiuli gave a "cut" sound, and silently turned his gaze to Xia Zhitao.

Sure enough, Xia Zhitao said softly "wait a minute", Zhang Kuang withdrew his sword, and sat back on his seat aggrieved, looking a little sullen.

Xia Zhitao naturally saw the other party's dissatisfaction, she raised her hand to cover the smile on her lips, and leaned closer: "Xiao Kuang, you block the others."

Zhang Kuang didn't understand a bit, but he did as he did, and the black mist woven into a net, gently enveloping the two of them.

The sound was cut off, and only the rustling of petals remained in my ears.Xia Zhitao leaned down lightly, and touched her lips.

The other party blinked, and the long and thin eyelashes trembled slightly. His voice was suppressed in his throat, and only a few soft sounds escaped.

The breath lingers between the lips and teeth, like caressing, scratching, and delicate itching.

It's good to be in a formal relationship, Xia Zhitao thought with peace of mind, she can take advantage of it at any time, and she doesn't even need to find a reason.

The other party kissed softly, obediently and without any resistance, if it wasn't for worrying about the outside world, Xia Zhitao would still want to kiss for a while.

She let go of Zhang Kuang for a moment, blinked at the other party, and coaxed softly: "Don't be angry."

The black mist faded away, and it seemed to outline the appearance of layered petals. Zhang Kuang raised his hand to cover himself, his black hair blocked his face, but his ears were extremely red.

Jiang Jiuli had no idea what the two of them were doing, so he pushed Zhang Kuang with his elbow and said, "What are you doing?"

"Let's go," Zhang Kuang withdrew his hand, clearly pretending to be serious, but his lips couldn't stop rising, "Speak to Zhitao about business."

Jiang Jiuli stared at her, thinking that you are smiling so brightly, no matter how you think about it, it can't be "business", he shrugged, and looked forward with his legs crossed.

They are leisurely and contented, but the righteous way has already exploded. The masters of Yashan Mountain sat around and divided into three formations.

One is the old-fashioned faction headed by Gao Ze and Hu Zi, who talk about the evils of anti-Taoism, and are resolutely unwilling to be instructed or cooperate with them.

The second is the neutral faction headed by the head Jun Yuehou, hoping to focus on the Liuyao seal, and temporarily agree to the opposite request.

The third is a strange faction, and they don't participate in the discussion, so they just sit in the corner and mutter and don't know what to say.

Zihuan wiped her tears with her sleeves, tugged at Hu Wenchen, and said in a trembling voice, "Zhang Kuang is so cute."

"It's too similar to Master Xianzun." She wiped her tears on her sleeves and said movedly, "You've grown up and grown up gracefully, you're already a big child."

Hu Wenchen: "..."

He pulled back his sleeves and said impatiently: "So what about Xianzun's daughter, she is a member of the Demon Cult after all."

Zihuan chuckled, and said softly, "Shut up, you know what a fart!"

"Master Xianzun's daughter, there must be nothing wrong, there must be something else hidden," she said seriously, "I will definitely protect her."

Hu Wenchen took a deep breath, raised his hand to stroke his chin, and thought to himself why he was somehow "pulled into the group".

Women are really scary, especially the female disciples from Mujin and Zhihe, one is more ruthless than the other, and the other is crazier than the other.

If he had known today, he might as well follow the sect leader, which would be more reliable than the current weird situation.

Zheng Luo Yi sat silently beside the two of them, trying his best to reduce his sense of existence, and said weakly: "Actually, Xia Zhitao's guess is very accurate."

"Without the indifferent Yashan, it's really not a crazy opponent." He said softly, "What's more, the four major anti-paths are there. Even with countless righteous paths present, our winning rate is less than [-]%."

Zihuan turned his head, narrowed his beautiful eyes slightly, and corrected: "What is the winning percentage of 'our', I am not with Yashan."

Fortunately, the conversation between the three of them was carried out in spiritual consciousness, and no one else could hear it.If Jun Yuehou knew that the thirteen peak masters had betrayed three of them, he wouldn't be so angry.

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The peak owners held their own opinions, and you argued with me for a long time, each with their own reasons, but they couldn't tell the difference.

Jun Yuehou struggled to maintain it, it can be said that he was devastated, and he didn't know what to do for a while.

He suddenly caught a glimpse of Feng Luoya who was sitting in a corner, drinking tea slowly and hadn't said a word yet, and shouted: "Peak Master Luoya, what do you think?"

Feng Luoya's hands paused, he lightly put down the teacup, and said lazily, "What's the meaning of the sect master?"

"Bixu Peak is ranked fourth, we trust your ability," Jun Yuehou said eagerly, "What should you say about the current situation?"

Feng Luoya's expression remained the same as usual, with the same lazy posture, he said: "Since the head of the sect has spoken, I can't refuse."

He stood up, passed by many peak masters, walked straight to the side of the high platform of the jade altar, looked back at everyone, and said softly:

"A little humble opinion, please forgive me."

Feng Luoya is usually lazy and idle, his actions are unpredictable, Zihuan looked at him vigilantly, and said to the two people beside him: "What does this person want to do?"

Hu Wenchen shook his head, indicating that he didn't know, while Zheng Luoyi looked worried, and looked up at the place where the anti-dao was seated.

Across the entire white jade round altar, Xia Zhitao sat on the other side.She saw the gauze curtain being pulled open, and Feng Luoya paced out with a calm expression on his face.

Seeing the other person looking at him, Xia Zhitao felt a chill running down his spine for no reason, his brows twitched, and the ominous premonition grew heavier.

I saw Feng Luoya raised his hand, with five fingers covering the white jade railing, rubbing his fingertips lightly, he didn't know what he was drawing.

He sighed and said casually: "Xia Zhitao, you have the sharpest blade in the world, but you don't know how to use it correctly."

"...that's disgusting."

The ominous premonition became true, and in the next second, the spirit arc tore through the cold air, and slashed towards the other side of the jade altar with a murderous intent!

Xia Zhitao's breathing was stagnant, her body was dragged backwards, a familiar figure flashed in front of her eyes, and a loud noise suddenly exploded in her ears.

"Bam—!!"

The long sword shattered in an instant, and the blade sank deeply into the muscles and bones. Zhang Kuang staggered back a step, and stabilized his figure in the altar again.

Xia Zhitao somewhat understood why that kid Zhang Kuang always liked to wear black clothes.Her voice was hoarse, and she shouted tremblingly, "Crazy!"

That move just now was too fierce, Zhang Kuang almost tried his best to block it.

Her complexion was pale, the wound on the shoulder blade was deep enough to see the bone, and the blood was gushing out, staining the light-colored clothes, as if layered red petals had bloomed.

Xia Zhitao was going crazy, she didn't care about anything, and wanted to rush down, but was grabbed by Jiang Jiuli.

"Hey, calm down," he yelled, "something is wrong!"

Xia Zhitao froze, she turned her head and looked to her side, only to see that Master Xuanxu also wanted to end, but Li Gu pressed him down, and said that everyone had different expressions and whispered something.

She suddenly realized something, took a step back, and said in a trembling voice, "I see."

A large part of Xia Zhitao's plan was based on the Qiling Demon Sect and Zhang Kuang.With the strength of being the number one against the Dao, win over the other sects to fight against the Righteous Dao together.

But if this root cause is ruined, if Zhang Kuang loses to the Righteous Way and suffers a crushing defeat on Yashan——

How should Qiling convince the public, and how should the other three anti-paths convince and obey her?

At the same time, Feng Luoya withdrew the aura from his fingertips and sighed contentedly. He looked at the stunned people in Yashan, and the smile in the corner of his eyes grew wider: "The master is quite satisfied with my little plan."

He frowned slightly, and said lazily: "As long as Zhang Kuang is killed, everything will be solved."

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Feng Luoya's step was too extreme. It directly defeated Xia Zhitao's layout from the root, and even included her own emotions in it.

As long as Zhang Kuang dies here, the anti-dao will become a mass of scattered sand, panic, and everyone is in danger, so there is no way to fight against the impregnable righteous-dao alliance.

Zhang Kuang is not a fool, she also knows this very clearly, knowing that if she loses, everything under Zhitao's cloth will be over, and she may even be in danger.

——So, you can't lose.

The anti-Taoists who were arrogant and arrogant just now fell silent in an instant, while the righteous way cheered loudly like thunder.

"You shouldn't just buy it on the street," Zhang Kuang threw the broken sword aside and coughed, "It's useless."

With five blood-stained fingers on her wrists, she swiftly and neatly removed the fine gold and jade bracelet "Ding Ding Bang Bang" cleanly.

Zhang Kuang took off his shawl and the raspberry yarn, leaving only a white inner garment on his body.The long black ink hair hangs down softly, cutting out a very thin shadow.

She drew out a Fenghan long sword with her backhand, and with a swipe of the blade, she pointed at Feng Luoya on the high platform.

Beads of blood moistened the long eyelashes, blocking his sight, Zhang Kuang narrowed his eyes slightly, and said coldly, "Get out of here!"

"……my pleasure."

With a flash of Feng Luoya's figure, he was no longer on the high platform, only the white clothes with fire patterns floating away, like burning flames.

He landed lightly, and just happened to stand a few steps away from Zhang Kuang, his eyes glanced at the blood-stained white clothes, and he suddenly smiled.

Feng Luoya looked at her, and his voice seemed to be pitiful: "The spiritual energy is in a mess, and you can't even hold the sword steadily. Do you really think that you have a slight chance of winning?"

"Stop talking nonsense!" Zhang Kuang gritted his teeth tightly, and drew a sharp arc with his long sword, heading straight for the opponent's neck.

Feng Luoya shook his head, easily dodged the blow, threw several spiritual arcs backhand, and hit Zhang Kuang fiercely.

Zhang Kuang's spirit veins hadn't fully recovered at all, and the available spiritual energy was quickly exhausted, and it couldn't last long at all.Holding on to her last breath, she forcibly overdraws her spiritual energy, but she is still completely defeated by the opponent.

Master Xuanxu was firmly stopped by Li Gu, Jiang Jiuli had already picked up the black ax and rushed down, followed by Mu Yue and Ling Tong.Jiang Jiuli had no power to fight back because half of his demon energy was suppressed, and the same was true for the other two.

Jin Li didn't hold Xia Zhitao, but let the opponent charge down, but the strength was close to being suppressed, and Xia Zhitao couldn't do it even if he was close.

But after a few breaths, Zhang Kuang was already cornered.She fell to her knees amidst the smoke and dust, blood surged up in her throat, and a fishy sweetness spread.

Countless cuts were cut on the white clothes, and the wounds were layered on top of each other. Blood drops fell, fell, and dripped to the ground.

It hurts, the whole body hurts.

Zhang Kuang was biting his lower lip tightly, and clutched his abdomen with five fingers.She staggered and straightened up, with blood dripping from her knuckles, taking her consciousness away bit by bit.

She was almost unable to hold the long sword steadily, her vision gradually blurred, her ears were buzzing, and she seemed to hear someone shouting.

"……dissipate…"

"...the white mist dissipates... Jinhua Peak's restriction... is broken..."

Her consciousness was a little slack, and she couldn't hear what others were shouting clearly, so she didn't see it. Among the continuous green hills, the thick white mist covering one of the main peaks disappeared in an instant. trace.

The wrist was gently held by someone, Zhang Kuang turned his head in a daze, and heard someone leaning against his ear, softly saying: "Give me the sword."

The voice was familiar but unfamiliar, Zhang Kuang let go of his hand unconsciously, and the Ning Ling long sword fell down, falling into a moonlight-like silhouette.

The majestic spiritual energy came surging, Feng Luoya raised his hand to resist, but he refused to take the blow.He frowned, and was about to use his spirit energy when suddenly there was a icy cold on his neck.

The man was holding a long sword, and the parting was just a conscious photo, but his eyes were filled with sadness, and the cold sword light reflected on his cheeks, thin and narrow, like tear stains.

"Why did you kill Heng Lang?"

Mu Jin's eyes were extremely deep, and she said softly: "Why do you force me to fall into the demon world, and then together with my most respected and beloved Yashan, force me to commit suicide and 'apology'?"

Feng Luoya's expression was slightly turbulent, he opened his mouth, but he couldn't say a word.

Hibiscus had died a long time ago, and the other side was just a ray of consciousness. He could have fought back, but he let the long sword rest on his neck, and listened quietly to the other party without saying a word.

"Why did you manipulate Shura Dao, why did you use the Queen to blackmail the Western Regions, why did you kill Jiang Chan, Zhi Fan, Qin Zhi, and Zi Yun?"

Hibiscus's voice became softer and softer, every word was dizzy with tears and blood, gouged deeply into the bones, and asked almost desperately: "Jiang Feng, why?"

"What did I do wrong, and what are you doing, what qualifications do you have," she said hoarsely, suppressing her tears, "—to seriously injure my Lan'er to this point?!"

The author has something to say: Jiang Chan is Jiang Jiuli's father.

【small theater】

Feng Luoya: Forced Qi Zidong to ascend early, killed the queen of the Western Regions, the owner of Zhujian Zhuang, Qin Zhi, Qin Shu, Baihetang, Ziyun, etc.

Conscious photo: ……… (indifferent)

Feng Luoya: Madness must die.

Conscious photo: Good you little bastard, dare to touch Lan'er baby, my old lady came out of the tomb and peeled your skin! ! !