The villain is soft and clingy [Transmigration Book]

Zhitao usually has a calm appearance, and she doesn't express her emotions, but it's rare to see her express her emotions so clearly.

The more Zhang Kuang thought about it, the more distracted he became, with a smile on his brows and eyes, but Zihuan didn't notice her abnormality, and was still persuasively persuading her.

She sighed, and said earnestly: "Little Zhang Kuang, my senior sister told you that you can fall in love, but you must choose your partner carefully."

"You see, the master saved Jiang Feng with a soft heart back then, isn't he a complete white-eyed wolf!" Zihuan gritted his teeth, "The master treated him so well, but he made the master so bad that he didn't even let you go! "

Zhang Kuang was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect Zihuan to know about this, it seemed that among so many people, he was the only one who was kept in the dark, and didn't know anything about it.

What kind of existence is the "hibiscus" in the mouth of the disciples of Yashan, the immortal revered by the world?

Zhang Kuang raised his head slightly, the ink hair slipped from his ears, and gently rested on the black robe on his shoulders.Her eyes fell on the plaque, looking at the clear and elegant three characters "Jinhua Peak", she did not reply to Zihuan.

Zihuan stood beside her, looked up, and sighed softly: "I don't know, what the immortal is thinking."

She murmured: "After our fellow disciples were able to be alone, the immortal left alone, suppressed his spiritual power, and entered the world with an ordinary appearance."

"I really don't know what's so good about that mortal," Zihuan murmured unhappily without stopping the car, "thin and weak, vulgar and pedantic, he knows the righteousness of the country all day long..."

Zhang Kuang glanced at Zihuan, and finally opened his mouth, saying, "Shut up."

Zihuan was taken aback for a moment, knowing that he had made a slip of the tongue, so he hurriedly stopped and did not continue talking.

In fact, Zhang Kuang was born so much like the Immortal Venerable that she unknowingly mistakenly thought that the other was still alive and was still standing beside her.

Always smiling gently, always taking care of all the disciples, you can let yourself talk nonsense and mess with them.

Seeing that Zihuan fell silent again, Zhang Kuang raised his hand to gather the black robe, passed her directly, and walked into Jinhua Peak.

Looking at the elegant and beautiful pavilions and buildings around her, she always felt a sense of familiarity.

I heard from them that Immortal Master Mujin was about to ascend to ascension, but he was willing to suppress his spiritual power and become a mortal. Why and for whom?

Zhang Kuang was walking in the long corridor, not far behind him, suddenly there was a loud bang, as if countless objects fell from a height, and landed dully on the wooden boards.

"Well, why are there so many?"

A familiar voice came from afar, suppressed layer upon layer, and it sounded helpless: "When will this be found."

Zhang Kuang rushed over, pushed open the door, and saw Xia Zhitao fell face up on the ground, stacked scrolls fell down, piled up on her body like a hill, burying her whole body.

"Zhitao, are you alright?" Zhang Kuang quickly squatted down, helped move the scroll away, and helped Xia Zhitao up, "Why don't you use spiritual energy to protect you?"

Xia Zhitao stood up with strength, patted the dust on his clothes, glanced at the child, and said, "Didn't you notice that the realm has been suppressed, and the spiritual energy can't be used."

She slightly raised her hand, brushed away some of the dust scattered in the air, and explained: "Although the Jinhua Peak's restriction has been lifted, the formation is still in effect."

"Is that so?" Zhang Kuang circulated his spiritual power, slightly puzzled, "it doesn't seem to work on me?"

Xia Zhitao pinched her cheeks, thinking that this is the territory of Immortal Mujin, and the formation she set up is naturally ineffective against her own people.

Zhang Kuang bent down to help Xia Zhitao sort out the bibliography all over the floor, brushing the files with his fingertips, stained with a thin layer of dust.

She picked up one of the ancient books, casually flipped through two pages, her voice hesitated, "This is..."

Xia Zhitao leaned over when he heard the words, and after looking at the content twice, he held his breath suddenly, his pupils widened slightly, and said, "Yes, can you show me?"

Zhang Kuang handed the book over, looked at Xia Zhitao with a serious expression, and began to read it carefully from the first page, then moved over silently.

She leaned on the other's shoulder, gently touching him, her long ink-like hair hanging down, skimming over the yellowed pages of the book, scratching the back of her hand.

"What's this writing?" Zhang Kuang looked at the characters carefully, put his five fingers restlessly around her waist, and muttered softly, "It looks like Zhitao's notes, but I can't understand the content."

Xia Zhitao really hasn't noticed Zhang Kuang sneaking up behind him, trying to hold her in his arms.

She stared at each character, her five fingers unconsciously clenched the page tightly, pressing out a small shadow, and her breathing gradually became short of breath.

Of course Zhang Kuang didn't understand.This is indeed Xia Zhitao's own handwriting, and it is also a way of writing that she is very familiar with, but the characters on it are different.

What is written on it is not the language in the fantasy world, but the modern characters that Xia Zhitao has learned since childhood and is extremely familiar with.

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The words and sentences above were all written by me, and I explained many things in detail, which just perfectly completed the memory of her being "locked" and completed the missing information.

Seeing that the other party was engrossed, Zhang Kuang was too embarrassed to disturb her, and wrapped his arms loosely around the other party's waist, leaning over his shoulders like a kitten.

She tilted her head slightly and looked out of the window quietly, a beam of light fell into her black eyes, which looked clear and transparent.

The handwriting on the book was scribbled, obviously written in a hurry, but the large amount of information contained in it could not be digested in a short time.

Xia Zhitao held this book that "I" wrote for myself. I don't know how long it took to flip through it. After reading it several times, I finally came to the last page.

The unbound scattered papers slipped down, with a complicated and weird formation drawn on it, and there were a few indistinct scribbles beside it.

"Time and space, the conditions for traveling," Xia Zhitao looked at the formation diagram above, trying to make out the handwriting, her fingers trembling slightly, "Is this a formation?"

She put everything away carefully, and when she was about to get up, she realized that her shoulders were heavy and her head was pressed down.

Maybe it was because he watched it for too long, Zhang Kuang was probably tired too, and fell asleep on her shoulder, the sound of his breathing was soft and leisurely, passing gently over the tips of his ears.

Xia Zhitao's heart stopped for a few beats, her fingers trembled, and the book fell to the ground with a "bang", which woke her up.

"Hmm... what time is it?" Zhang Kuang raised his hand and rubbed the corners of his eyes, his brows and eyelashes were a little watery, and his pupils were warm and moist, "Sorry, I'm a little sleepy."

She knelt down and helped Xia Zhitao gather up the messy paper, looked at the formation and handwriting very seriously, and said regretfully, "I still don't understand."

"Ah, this is written in another country," Xia Zhitao explained. "The system is different, so it's okay if you don't understand it."

Zhang Kuang thoughtfully, tilted his head to look at her, nodded slightly, and did not continue to ask.

The writing on it is extremely weird, it is not the Sanskrit script of the Western Regions, it is not the Yakai script of the Central Plains, it is not the sharp edge of the Eastern Border, and it is not the Yeliu of the Yaozu and the Heiji of the Demon Realm—

In the realm of insolence, it is easy for her to go wherever she wants, and although she does not have a deep understanding of the power of the country on this continent, she still knows a little bit.

If you have never seen it yourself, where is the "another country" that Zhitao mentioned, and what kind of existence is it?

Zhang Kuang felt a little bored, but Zhitao didn't elaborate, and she didn't ask any more questions. She stood up and quickly followed him.

Unexpectedly, as soon as she approached, Xia Zhitao turned around, raised her hand and nodded between her eyebrows, with a faint smile: "Are you curious?"

"If you're curious about anything, just ask me. I won't hide anything from you unless it's unavoidable."

Xia Zhitao smiled and said, "If you don't open your mouth to ask, but just feel moldy in your heart, how do you know how I will answer?"

Zhang Kuang raised his hand to cover his brows, and said in a low voice, "Which country's language is this, and how do you understand Zhitao?"

Xia Zhitao pulled her to sit down, there was a lot of wind outside the window, and the rustling of the branches.

The fingers of the two intertwined, and she leaned lightly on the other's shoulder, her voice was like the rustling wind, coming from far away, and she didn't know where to return.

"I was not born in Guling Town, I am not from this world, I come from another place, a very far away place."

She seemed to be telling a fairy tale, with a gentle voice, "Over there, the recorded history is only seven thousand years old, and when I left, it was..."

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In order to make Zhang Kuang understand, Xia Zhitao tried to pick some interesting things to tell, omitting many things.

Zhang Kuang was a little confused when he heard it, and finally Jiang Jiuli rushed in in a panic and interrupted the conversation between the two.

"Finally found you," he shouted while holding the door railing, "You're still talking about love here, something big has happened!!"

Zhang Kuang muttered, "What's so flustered?" while pulling Xia Zhitao up, he still refused to let go of the other's hand, and glared at Jiang Jiuli a few times.

"Don't we know where to find Jiang Feng? Now it's all right, he sent it to our door!"

Jiang Jiuli yelled: "Before a stick of incense, he broke into Enshi Temple alone, killed several Abbot Da Neng, and directly destroyed the six-line seal guarded by them!"

Xia Zhitao's heart froze suddenly, she stepped forward quickly, and asked, "The sixth line has been destroyed again, how is the situation at Enshi Temple?"

Jiang Jiuli choked suddenly, and Zihuan and Zheng Luoyi also happened to find this place to help explain.

After Xia Zhitao heard the situation, she already had a rough guess in her mind.

After being severely injured by Mu Jin, Feng Luoya was visibly anxious.Different from the well-arranged extermination of the family in Baihetang, Yaolin, and Hanshuigu, the matter of Enshi Temple is much more sloppy.

He didn't have time to deploy the plan, and he couldn't kill the door even if he was seriously injured. He could only force his way into it, and his purpose was naturally self-evident.

"He came for the seal of Liu Yao. After destroying Enshi Temple, he will definitely go to the next place." Xia Zhitao said, "Except for the four destroyed places, where are the remaining two places?"

Zihuan turned his head and glanced at Jiang Jiuli, with a slightly hesitant look on his face, but seeing Zhang Kuang nodding his head slightly, he still said the location: "In the Western Regions."

"—Among the five cities in the Western Regions, the sixth one is sealed with mortal people."

Zihuan said softly: "But the sky is full of yellow sand in the Western Region, and the land is too vast. If Feng Luoya wants to find it, it will take some effort."

Western Regions?Xia Zhitao was stunned for a moment, and thought to himself, isn't that the place of the very rich little princess, Yuan Rufei?

And according to what Mu Jin said, Feng Luoya was also inseparable from the murder of the Queen of the Western Regions, and this time he went to destroy the seal, maybe he would do something to several cities.

Without further ado, they found other people on Jinhua Peak, and immediately set off to the Western Regions, while Zihuan dragged Zheng Luoyi, and insisted on following.

Master Xuanxu originally wanted to come together, but hundreds of demons from the demon clan were pulling him away, and Zhang Kuang was also worried that he would be injured, so he had to curse and stay behind with an ancient stick.

In the end, only a few people went to the Western Regions, but this was exactly what Xia Zhitao wanted. After all, the fewer people, the more convenient it is to move.

Although behind them, there were some righteous and anti-path people, but their speed was not as fast as the others, and they were thrown far away after a while.

Hope to arrive before Feng Luoya, Xia Zhitao felt a little uneasy, hoping everything would be in time.

The sun was so hot that people couldn't keep their eyes open. Xia Zhitao squinted slightly, looking at the yellow sand roiling beneath her, and suddenly remembered something.

"Baihe, Yaolin, Hanshui, Enshi Temple, and the five cities of the Western Regions," Xia Zhitao asked, "Then where is the rest?"

Jiang Jiuli said that he didn't know, Zheng Luoyi also shook his head, and even Zihuan, who was very senior among Yashan and ranked fifth, didn't know about it.

Xia Zhitao had mixed feelings of joy and sorrow. She was happy that if she didn't even know about Yashan, there was a high probability that Feng Luoya would not know about it. What was worrying was that if Feng Luoya found it before a few others, they would fall into an extremely passive state.

She was thinking, with a pair of slender and pale hands covering her shoulders, Zhang Kuang turned his body slightly, and whispered: "On Jinhua Peak."

Seeing Xia Zhitao turned his head to look at him with a slightly blank gaze, Zhang Kuang lowered his voice and said in a volume that only the two of them could hear.

"She told me before that the last seal is on Jinhua Peak," she whispered, "If anyone wants to break through the formation, they need to use the Hibiscus spiritual root as the key."

Xia Zhitao grabbed her violently, with her five fingers tightly clutching the clothes on her shoulders, her voice trembling slightly: "That is to say—"

Under the dazed and helpless eyes of the other party, Zhang Kuang sighed lightly, nodded slightly, and said, "En."

"If Feng Luoya wants to destroy the last six-yao seal and combine the human world and the demon realm," Zhang Kuang said softly, "he has to kill me first."

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