The villain is soft and clingy [Transmigration Book]

Mu Jin's words just now fell like a thunderbolt, and the surrounding people were extremely astonished, and there was a lot of discussion in an instant.

"Is that the legendary Hibiscus Immortal Venerable? Didn't you go to practice, why is there a conscious photo left?"

"The Immortal Venerable was approaching his ascension back then, and I said why there was no news suddenly. Yashan is really vicious. The Zongmen Immortal Venerable killed as soon as he said, and kept us in the dark."

"Yashan is usually arrogant and arrogant, and I don't know how many dirty things he has done in private. If he can't see the light, I'm sorry!"

Everyone was discussing, but Jun Yuehou's complexion was livid, and his five fingers were tightly clenched, pressing his palms to bleed.

It's over, it's over.

As the largest sect in the Immortal Dao, Yashan is the head of the Lord of the Righteous Dao Alliance, and his words and deeds attract much attention.But the prestige accumulated for thousands of years was completely destroyed in Mu Jin's few words.

The orthodox sects had different expressions, looking at Yashan's reaction, their eyes were either contemptuous or disgusted, and the previous admiration had long since disappeared.

Jun Yuehou took a few steps back dejectedly, looking at the surrounding mountains and clear waters, a bitterness rose in his throat.

In order to cover up the matter of killing Mu Jin, he told too many lies and deceived too many people, not to mention whether he could restore the right path of the alliance, even the few peak masters present at the scene might not be able to keep a few.

The building will fall, and the single tree will not support;

The situation is now irreversible.

Sure enough, Zihuan strode forward with a sneer, and slapped Jun Yuehou on the cheek with a "slap".She gritted her teeth tightly, and the corners of her eyes were red: "You bastard, you lied to us!"

Hu Wenchen's heart trembled, what on earth was Dao Zihuan thinking, you are a monk in the Mahayana period, why didn't you slash through with a sword, and insisted on slapping you? ?

"Master, I have paid back all the care I have received in the past ten years," Zihuan withdrew his hand, and said coldly, "Disciple Yanlong is following me, so let's say goodbye."

After finishing speaking, she dragged Zheng Luoyi and left, and Hu Wenchen followed after being silent for a while, leaving Jun Yuehou standing there in a daze, with sad eyes.

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The clouds and mist dispersed layer by layer, and the hot sun poured down, spreading over the layers of branches and leaves, reflecting the outline of Jinhua Peak.

The restriction of the transformation stage was lifted, and waves of spiritual power surged across the cheeks like a gust of wind, and the few people they brought were almost unable to stand still.

Mu Jin stood in front of Zhang Kuang, holding a sharp long sword in her hand, her voice was extremely cold, as if frost and snow had frozen for a thousand years: "If I had known that today was like this, I shouldn't have saved you back then,"

Feng Luoya's expression was calm, but his eyes suddenly softened a little. He stretched out his hand to hold the long sword, the palm of his hand was cut by the blade, blood gushed out, wrapped around the sword like vines.

"So what, you're already dead," he said in a very soft voice, like a lover whispering, "In order to save Zhang Kuang, he didn't hesitate to destroy the restraint... Mu Jin, is it worth it?"

He wanted to open his mouth and ask this Immortal Hibiscus, who was at the top of the Yashan Mountain, if all this was worth it.

It's just a dirty bastard mixed with mortal blood. It's just a waste that can't even bear the aura and almost died at the age of three. Why is it worth your life to protect it?

"Jiang Feng, you are really pathetic."

Mu Jin's expression was indifferent, and she said pityingly: "So what if you get the mercy of heaven, everything goes well, and you get what you ask for, but you can never be satisfied, and you can never rest."

"For you like this, what is worthwhile—no matter how beautiful and arrogant you are, you are just a lost dog!"

Mu Jin gave everyone the impression that she was always a gentle and soft-spoken fairy, but now her words are sarcasm and her sentences are cold and cold. I think she is really annoyed by Feng Luoya to the extreme.

"Whatever you want," Feng Luoya smiled, with a warm voice, "Your husband died of the most poisonous thing, and you vanished into thin air. You can't save yourself, and you can't save Zhang Kuang."

His voice was flat, and he looked like he had a chance to win. After hearing this, Liu Ying suddenly turned around and looked at the two people behind him.

Zhang Kuang was seriously injured, she knelt on the ground and coughed for a while, in a haze, it seemed that a trace of spiritual power gently entangled her fingertips, wrapped the bleeding wounds, gently dripped into her body, and carefully repaired the damaged spiritual veins .

Gradually regaining consciousness, Zhang Kuang opened his eyes in a daze, and found himself being half-embraced by Xia Zhitao, with a headache that seemed to explode.

Her complexion was frighteningly pale, and her white clothes were stained with blood, clinging to her muscles and bones, outlining a thin figure.

"Crazy, crazy?" Xia Zhitao's voice trembled, gently supporting her shoulder, "Are you okay?"

This question is nothing more than self-deception, how could it be all right.Xia Zhitao clasped her five fingers tightly, carefully passing the spiritual energy over.

Suddenly, Xia Zhitao discovered that a more powerful spiritual energy that was in the same vein as Zhang Kuang surged in, blocking her out.

Zhang Kuang's throat was full of blood, she couldn't speak, but shook her head obediently.She raised her hand to wipe off the blood on her eyebrows, and in a haze, a strange yet familiar figure walked a few steps towards her.

How did Immortal Hibiscus come here?

Xia Zhitao was nervous for a while, and secretly thought that no matter whether it is a decent villain or a villain, they may die because of talking too much, Mr. Xianzun, don't hesitate, it is more important to chop Feng Luoya quickly.

Mu Jin's eyes fell on the arrogant face, her brows and eyes were unconsciously bent, and her expression suddenly became gentle.

She said softly: "Xia Zhitao, listen carefully."

Xia Zhitao was stunned. Hearing the words of Mujin Xianzun, she seemed to be familiar with her, but she had no memory of meeting him at all.

"You're right, the way of heaven is not irresistible. My death is settled, but there is still a way to resolve Lan'er's death," Mu Jin said softly, "Jinhua's restriction has been lifted, you will find what you want .”

Xia Zhitao was completely dumbfounded, looked at the other party in bewilderment, and said, "What do you mean?"

She was dumbfounded. I said it well, but what did I say?When Mu Jin died, he hadn't traveled through time at all, let alone had a conversation with her.

Xia Zhitao was full of doubts, but Mu Jin didn't speak any more. She turned around, and the long sword was filled with surging spiritual energy, and the sword's face was buzzing, showing a raging and murderous aura that couldn't be concealed.

"Mujin, you actually want to kill me?"

Feng Luoya still stood where he was, with deep eyes, laughed half-jokingly and half helplessly, and opened his arms: "For your sake, I will give in."

Without the slightest hesitation, Mu Jin suddenly rose up, and the long sword swept across the gust of wind, and plunged straight into the opponent's arms.

The blade pierced into the heart and lungs, passed through the chest, and a small blade protruded from the back, dripping with blood.

Feng Luoya looked ordinary, and joked in a casual voice: "Mujin, Mujin, you have been with me for so long, have you forgotten that this deity cannot be—"

Halfway through the speech, his expression suddenly froze, his eyes became terrified, and he couldn't believe it: "How is it possible, what have you done?!"

Blood flowed up his throat, drowning his voice hoarse and indistinct. He grasped the sword with five fingers and smashed it to pieces in an instant: "Hibiscus!"

"The formation that Miss Zhitao gave me is specially used to deal with spiritual and demon dual cultivators," Mu Jin said with a smile, "Is it a good feeling to be backlashed? I am really happy to be able to take revenge even if I die."

Feng Luoya coughed up a mouthful of blood, his eyes were extremely red, and the devilish energy surged out, intertwined with the spiritual energy, forming a fine and dense net.

With the dissipation of Jinhua Peak's restriction, coupled with the surging demonic energy, Mu Jin's consciousness finally couldn't hold back, she gently closed her eyes, and her figure was smashed into pieces by the black mist.

"Wait a minute! I don't understand, what on earth are you—" Zhang Kuang yelled tremblingly, reaching out his hand to touch the other party, but his five fingers only sank into the twinkling light spots.

She knelt on the ground in a daze, watching the moonlight-like outline gradually dissipate, and the light spots slowly melted into the black mist, and there was no trace of it.

"Impossible, impossible." Feng Luoya's face was gloomy and cold. He put his five fingers together, and the ground suddenly rumbled, reflecting countless intertwined black rings.

"It's the Demon Realm Formation, exactly the same as the Baihetang and Hanshuigu back then." Zhang Kuang quickly reacted and grabbed Xia Zhitao, "Be careful!"

Xia Zhitao was staggered half a step by her, and said in a panic: "Xiao Kuang, what about your injury?"

Zhang Kuang tried to use his spirit energy, but felt that it was extremely smooth, without the hardships and dullness before, and even comparable to his own peak period.

"It looks scary, but it's all right."

As she spoke, she lightly raised her hand, and the spiritual energy came to her, and the petals intertwined and condensed into a solid barrier in an instant.

Zhang Kuang stretched out his hands to cover Xia Zhitao's ears, and at the same time, the Demon Realm Formation was activated instantly, the sound was deafening, and the aftermath spread, hitting the barrier viciously.

Xia Zhitao stared at her blankly, her ears were extremely quiet, and all the noisy noises were suppressed into soft and indistinct sounds.

The only thing that was clear was the sound of my own "plop, plop" heartbeat, one after another, like thunder.

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The flower wall slowly dissipated, and the power of the magic formation was extremely terrifying. The outside was incomparably messy, not only the entire white jade altar, but also the entire cliff mountain was destroyed.

The righteous way suffered heavy casualties, but the opposite side was not much better. Many people were struggling under the ruined walls.

Jiang Jiuli crawled out in a very embarrassing manner, followed by a soul boy with a bitter melon face, and the situation of Zhengdao was not much better. It's a shame.

There is one of the hundreds of monster guards in Li Gu, Master Xuanxu. Naturally, he was unscathed. He rushed over with his ancient stick, and said eagerly: "Girl, is there anything wrong?!"

Zhang Kuang shook her head, and she rolled up her blood-stained sleeves, only to see that the skin on her arm was delicate and soft, without the slightest trace of injury.

"Before, she... she helped me," Zhang Kuang said in a slightly absent-minded voice, "The spirit veins have fully recovered."

Master Xuan Xu heaved a sigh of relief, stroked his white beard lightly, and sighed: "It's fine as long as it's fine, alas, Mu Jin is also..."

As if he was afraid of touching Zhang Kuang's sadness, Master Xuanxu quickly stopped talking, carefully looked at Zhang Kuang's expression, and didn't dare to say any more.

Zhang Kuang smiled wryly, clasped his five fingers lightly, and looked at the ground with a little restlessness.

The memory of her childhood is too long, and the mother in her memory has another completely different appearance, and it is difficult for her to connect the two.

But the subtle changes in the other party's words and expressions, but there is a familiar feeling that is exactly the same, which makes her a little at a loss.

And as the photo disappeared, it seemed that a big hole was suddenly missing in my heart, and there was nothing in it, as if there was wind blowing in.

"Crazy girl, crazy girl!"

Hearing Jiang Jiuli calling her desperately, Zhang Kuang came back to his senses and muttered, "What are you doing?"

"That guy used the demon formation as a cover, and everyone ran away!" Jiang Jiuli yelled, "What should we do now?"

Zhang Kuang sneered: "Is there even a need to ask?"

She grasped it with her backhand, and the petals condensed into a sword, and the spiritual energy scrambled to rush in, and bowed her head at her side.

"Go," Zhang Kuang said coldly, "I want to see how long he can hide!"

The author has something to say: If the situation goes well, there are still two or three chapters that should be the finale~qwq~

【Thank you for your time】

感谢在2020-06-1319:35:31~2020-06-1420:41:22期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who cast the landmines: the steel tough guy Bai, the girlfriend in Xuanyi circle, the state official wants to light the lamp, and Yue Xiao 1;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: Xuanyi’s girlfriend in the circle, Dududu 10 bottles;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!