The villain is soft and clingy [Transmigration Book]

Zhang Kuang said casually: "I fell it myself."

Seeing that everyone was speechless, she added silently: "I fell several times, really."

"—Aren't you stupid to be an old man?"

Master Xuan Xu picked up the old wooden crutches and knocked on the ground with "dong dong" a few times, shaking the entire demon forest.

His voice was like a bell, and he swallowed the mountains and rivers: "Say! What did those turtles in Yashan do? The old man killed them today, and I will vent my anger on you!"

As a result, accidentally exerting too much force, she was pressed down like a tide, Zhang Kuang's face turned pale, and her body was on the verge of falling, so frightened that Xia Zhitao rushed to help her.

Master Xuanxu: "..."

Zhang Kuang coughed and said weakly: "Master..."

Master Xuanxu was physically and mentally exhausted, he took away the ancient staff resentfully, and didn't dare to use the demon power anymore, he couldn't help but yelled: "How did you do it, how did you make yourself into such a ghost?"

Zhang Kuang said stubbornly, "I'm fine."

It's okay to get yourself covered in wounds, your aura is in a mess, your complexion is as white as paper, and you can't even hold a sword steadily?

——It doesn't matter you big-headed ghost!

Master Xuanxu was so angry that he blew his beard and stared, and gnashed his teeth for a while, but he still flinched after all: "Okay, okay, I won't make a move anymore, you can calm down."

With a long sigh, he said, "Girl, let me ask you one last thing."

Zhang Kuang said: "You just say it's okay."

Master Xuanxu stroked his white beard and stared at the small piece of arm exposed from Zhang Kuang's black cuff, his voice was full of disgust:

"—Who put the wrist bandage on, it's too ugly."

Zhang Kuang was puzzled for a moment, and pushed up the long sleeve on the right, only to see that the original thin wrist was crookedly wrapped in a bandage.

Although the attitude is very serious, but the technology is really not very good, it is wrapped like a crooked steamed bun, which is really an eyesore.

As the chief culprit, Xia Zhi Tao was heartbroken and silently covered her face, trying to dig a hole to bury herself.

Hierarch, I'm sorry for you! !

She decided that when she went back, she would definitely take a course on "Bandaging". Next time, she would try to wrap her up beautifully and fold her ten or eight flowers out.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Kuang slightly lowered her eyelids, her long and thin eyelashes cast a faint shadow, she stared blankly at the wrist bandage, and shook her head slightly: "It's not ugly, it's pretty."

Master Xuanxu was startled: "Girl, are you sure?"

Xia Zhitao was also shocked. No matter how you look at the crooked steamed bun on the leader's wrist, it has nothing to do with "good-looking".

Zhang Kuang's expression was firm: "Look carefully, it is meticulously crafted, meticulous and meticulous, the more you look, the better it looks."

Master Xuanxu looked at her firm eyes, then at her wrist, and after a long while, he sighed silently: "Forgive me for not being able to see it."

He was in a very complicated mood. The little girl he had picked up earlier had not been seen for a long time.

Zhang Kuang lowered his head, stroked his wrists with five fingers, gently rubbed the bandage with his fingertips, and said to himself:

"I love so much."

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Since the old man came out, the soul boy didn't dare to speak casually. He opened his big black eyes and looked at everyone.

He swayed to Zhang Kuang's side, twitching, and finally couldn't hold back, and asked: "Master often mentions you, you are just Zhang Kuang? But why are you so weak?"

Before Zhang Kuang could speak, Master Xuanxu knocked on the soul boy's head, and scolded, "How did you talk!"

"Do you know who it is? The old man has to weigh it before making a move," he said with an ancient stick against the soul boy's forehead, "What kind of dream are you, melon boy!"

Xia Zhitao said softly: "Young master, if you were to face the leader of Shanghu's entire convoy walking in the depths of the demon forest for days without sleep, beheading hundreds of high-ranking monsters—you would indeed be superior."

The soul boy was complacent for two or three seconds, when he suddenly realized that he was dumbfounded: "Isn't it?"

"Hundreds of monsters, I really convinced you," Master Lian Xuanxu took a breath, "You are so stubborn, do you want to kill yourself?"

Standing a little in front of Xia Zhitao, Zhang Kuang muttered softly, "It's okay, but when I came here before, I didn't see so many."

Master Xuanxu stayed in the Ninth Soul Bone for too long, and he didn't know the whereabouts of the monsters outside, but he didn't think about the weirdness in it, it was just that it was the migration season, and the monsters moved more.

He glanced at the dozen or so carriages parked in front of him, and everyone who was dressed differently from them, thought for a moment, and said loudly: "In that case, let the girl rest."

"—I will give you a ride!"

He held the ancient stick with his backhand, and knocked on the ground with a "boom", and the vast monster energy poured into the ground suddenly, cascading and spreading like ripples, and even the distant mountain peaks seemed to have echoes.

The earth trembled and the mountains shook, a mountain peak in the distance rumbled, and piles of soil clods rustled and fell, turning into a huge stone man, walking over slowly, kneeling and half-kneeling in front of everyone, and bent down.

"The master is still amazing," the soul boy looked at the stone giant and said enviously, "I can only be small."

Although Jin Li had been afraid to speak, her eyes were shining brightly, staring at Master Xuanxu and the Pang Dashiman without blinking, her hands were shaking with excitement.

"Ancestor Baihe has friendship with me, so it's okay to help me," Master Xuanxu said, "But I will remember Yashan, I will give you a ride today—all because of my girl's face!"

Qin Minghe bowed his thanks, and the carriages drove up to the giant's shoulder one by one, and when the right shoulder was full, they switched to the left shoulder, signaling everyone in Yashan to come up.

"Come on," Zhang Kuang said, seeing that everyone hesitated, "Master is very nice."

Hearing this, Master Xuan Xu laughed loudly, and said: "The old man is not a good person, in this world, being a good person will suffer."

He sat upright on the long stick, supported his white beard, and said triumphantly: "If you want to do it, you will be a wicked man who will never forgive you. You can be happy and happy, you can't feel at ease!"

Master Xuanxu picked up the ancient stick, different from the bang bang when he hit the soul boy, lightly touched Zhang Kuang's shoulder, and hummed: "Have you heard what the master said?"

Zhang Kuang said seriously: "I listened."

The tip of the eyebrows is slightly bent, and the thin and dense eyelashes cast shadows. They are clearly extremely black eyes, but there is a star full of them, which are extraordinarily clear.

This made me laugh so hard that Master Xuanxu's hand was unsteady and he almost threw the ancient staff away.He was in palpitations, no wonder Li Gu disaster dragon told him thousands of times back then not to accept female disciples——

This well-behaved and obedient person laughed so hard that his heart softened, and he couldn't be scolded or beaten.

Master Xuanxu was furious, and became angry from embarrassment: "Looking at you like this, you know you didn't listen, why are you laughing? You have lived a long life, stop laughing!"

Zhang Kuang was taken aback: "Okay."

"No way," Xia Zhitao retorted, "Don't pay attention to Zhang Kuang, you look good when you smile."

Master Xuanxu "hummed", looked at the dumbfounded soul boy beside him, the more he looked at it, the more unpleasant it became, he got angry and hit him on the head with a "bang".

He said angrily: "Why do you little melon, you only know how to make trouble?!"

The soul boy was beaten for no reason, clutching the back of his head, he said aggrievedly, "What's wrong with me!"

The old man disdains: "Do you need a reason to hit you?"

He ignored the soul boy's wailing, turned his head to face Zhang Kuang, squinted his eyes and looked at it for a long time, then suddenly heaved a long sigh: "Girl, don't you think the old man is long-winded, I have to say a few more words."

He instructed: "Young man, don't waste your body recklessly just because you have capital. If you collapse, even the gods will not be able to save you."

Xia Zhitao nodded approvingly, folded her arms, leaned towards Zhang Kuang, raised her eyelids to look at her: "Did you hear that?"

Seeing Zhang Kuang tilting her head guiltily, she took an inch and leaned closer to her white jade-like auricles, her breath was warm and shallow, and she dragged out the tune: "Did you hear—"

As a result of teasing the leader, as soon as he got on the giant's shoulders, Zhang Kuang ran to the side in a hurry, and Xia Zhitao was separated by hundreds of thousands of miles.

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Sitting on the rock giant, everyone can be said to be the top of the mountain, looking at the small mountains.

There are still monsters around, which seem to want to approach, but most of them are afraid of Master Xuanxu, so they can only take a look from a distance.

They walked unimpeded all the way, walked out of the Ninth Soul Bone, and approached Xunlong Mountain.

Standing at the top, Zhang Kuang reflected the stretch of mountains in his pitch-black eyes, engulfed in the mountains and seas of clouds, unfolding like a painting scroll of splashed ink.

Master Xuanxu swaggered to her side with an ancient stick, and said with a smile: "Young lady."

"Come on, talk to the master." Seeing Zhang Kuang turning his head, Master Xuan Xu smiled more kindly, "Darling, who is it?"

Zhang Kuang was stunned for a moment, and a gleam of color welled up in his ears: "Don't make fun of me."

She faltered and refused to speak, Master Xuanxu became interested, and pointed to each one: "The little white-faced peak master, the jumping little red fish, a group of white cranes, or the little girl who just helped you talk?"

Zhang Kuang shook his head and nodded, confused the old man completely, and said depressedly: "Who the hell, give the old man a hint?"

Zhang Kuang said vaguely: "It's better to watch that."

Master Xuanxu looked at the crowd again, finally turned his head, and patted Zhang Kuang on the shoulder in pain: "Girl, the most beautiful thing here is you."

Zhang Kuang couldn't believe it: "Huh?"

"Why do you even say that? What's wrong with you guys," she corrected, "I'm not born good-looking, but I have to look good, she is the first-class beauty, she is much prettier than me."

After asking for a long time without any result, Master Xuan Xu walked away angrily, sighed at the side, and beat up the soul boy by the way.

Xia Zhitao was studying that old medical book, Jin Li sneaked up and tapped her shoulder: "Junior Sister! I want to ask Senior Xuanxu for an inscription!"

"You go," Xia Zhitao folded her medical books without raising her head, "Ask me what I'm doing."

"I dare not!" Jin Li grabbed Xia Zhitao's shoulder and shook her vigorously, "Junior Sister, you are the best, come with me!"

Xia Zhitao really wanted to ask something, and happened to see Master Xuanxu was idly beating up the soul boy, so he closed the medical book, pushed Jinli, and signaled: "Let's go."

Jin Li nodded hastily, followed Xia Zhitao rubbing her palms, and leaned behind her to poke her head.

Maybe it was because the soul boy was howling too miserably, Master Xuan Xu impatiently picked up the back of his neck and kicked him down.

The two of them only saw a rounded arc, and the voice of the soul boy became farther and farther away, until it fell into the lush forest and could not be seen.

Jin Li trembled: "We won't be thrown too, right?"

Xia Zhitao was extremely calm: "I'm not afraid."

The two of them walked to the side of the old man with small steps, and the other party was sitting on the ancient staff, with evil spirits lingering around his body, long snow-colored hair falling down his shoulders, covering his thin spine.

Xia Zhitao bowed and said in a respectful voice, "Master."

Master Xuanxu didn't turn his head back, and snorted coldly: "How dare a mere little golden pill make a noise? Go back and practice for ten or eight years!"

Jin Li trembled all over, holding Xia Zhitao trembling: "Okay, it's so scary...Junior Sister, save me."

Xia Zhitao didn't feel anything, so she patted Jinli on the shoulder helplessly, and said softly: "Master, I would like to ask, you just said that Zhang Kuang's injury..."

Hearing Zhang Kuang's name, Master Xuanxu finally turned his head to the side, condescended to open half of his eyelids, and said lazily: "Hey, this is the sweetheart?"

Xia Zhitao froze for a moment, but didn't speak.

"You have such a conscience," Master Xuanxu couldn't help it, and Xu Xu nagged, "That child saved you all so hard, so be polite, even a fool can see that she has no malicious intentions."

"I just said that, among a large group of people, they will come to care about her and ask about her situation...but you are the only one." Master Xuanxu sighed very lightly, and continued on his own,

"The old man is very afraid. He is afraid that the child will be blind, deaf, and heartbroken. He will be full of enthusiasm and enthusiasm - and will fall on someone who doesn't care and doesn't cherish."

The old man's pupils were cloudy, as if a monstrous fog had formed. When he looked at himself, it seemed that he had passed something, and saw something very far away and very ethereal.

It's like, I can't see anything.

Xia Zhitao's throat was dry, she wanted to say something, the old man suddenly jumped up from the ancient staff, with his hands behind his back, bowed his body, and walked around Xia Zhitao twice.

"Tsk, born so-so, with no chest, no waist, no buttocks, and fingers with low aura," Master Xuanxu said with disgust, "What the hell."

Xia Zhitao: "..."

She laughed out of anger, clasped her five fingers together, and said in her heart that I am a self-cultivated and good young man in the 21st century, and I don't care about... care about... care about...

It's useless to care about, you can't beat others.

She laughed it off, and said calmly: "I'm just an ordinary person, and I must score two stars in everything, but whether the scale in my heart is straight or crooked, flat or oblique, I can see clearly."

Master Xuanxu paused, then turned his head, looked at her a few times, and stroked his white beard with his ancient thin fingers.

Jin Li rubbed her hair, a little dizzy: "What kind of riddle are you playing with senior?"

Xia Zhitao smiled, while Master Xuanxu "hummed" and said with disdain: "Bumping lips and mouth, glib."

Angrily, he picked up the ancient staff, hit the stone man's head with a "boom", and shouted loudly: "If the wind blows on it, it's not cold, get down immediately!"

Someone from above answered.

The man took a step forward, his body suddenly fell, the black robe surged from the wind, like a crow spreading its feathers, covering most of the sky in darkness.

The toe of the boot touched the ground gently, Zhang Kuang fell down, and the black robe retracted to his side without making a sound.

She was a little embarrassed, glanced at Xia Zhitao without showing any trace, then lowered her head, her voice pretending to be flat: "Master, are you looking for me?"

Master Xuanxu rubbed his beard, always feeling very unwilling, but he couldn't express it.

"I didn't look for you," he said angrily, picked up the ancient stick, slapped Jinli on the shoulder, and said, "Xiaoyu, don't you want the old man to write an inscription? Get out of here!"

Jin Li's eyes lit up, and he happily ran away, leaving the other two in place.

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The stone man walked slowly, step by step, stepping on the ground between the deep forests, leaving empty marks.

The deep forest is already gloomy and cold, even if they are in a high place, they can feel the cold air rising from the ground.

Xia Zhitao didn't think so, she was in good health in the modern age, she had a fever all day long, and after coming to Xuanhuan, she has a fire spirit root, and she is not afraid to go out in short sleeves in heavy snow.

The cold wind blows past, and the wet and cold water vapor is within reach, driving the cold air into the bones.Zhang Kuang raised his hand to gather the black robe, trembling slightly.

The movement was very light, but Xia Zhitao still saw it.

"It's windy here, let's go inside."

Zhang Kuang shook his head and wanted to say it was okay, but Xia Zhitao had already walked up to her and took her uninjured left hand.

Zhang Kuang hesitated a bit. Although there was a huge boulder to block the wind when walking in, the Yashan vehicle was not far away.

Xia Zhitao didn't care so much, and led her to walk in. The two of them walked behind the boulder, the cold wind was mostly blocked, and it was just right to sit.

Zhang Kuang followed her silently, hesitated for a while, then suddenly opened his mouth and asked cautiously, "Zhi Tao, can I sit beside you?"

Before Xia Zhitao answered, Zhang Kuang smiled to himself and said, "You don't have to take it seriously."

Her complexion was a little pale, with a few white marks blown by the cold wind, and her eyes were slightly red.

Zhang Kuang lowered his eyes, raised his hand to wipe his cheekbones, tightened his black robe a bit, and turned to leave.

Xia Zhitao was really going to be pissed off.

—Did I speak?I didn't say a word, and I didn't even have time to nod my head. This silly child denied himself.

I don't even think about it carefully, I have brought you here, so I want to drive you away again, drive you to blow the cold wind? ?

Xia Zhitao had quick hands and quick eyes, grabbed her black robe, and shouted: "What are you doing! Don't leave! Come back!!"

The people in Yashan were all looking this way, Xia Zhitao held the black robe tightly with one hand, and shouted back, "What are you looking at? The leader is killing people!"

Everyone in Yashan: "..."

Zhang Kuang was stunned: "...I, I didn't..."

Xia Zhitao roared, everyone in Yashan didn't dare to look at it openly, Zheng Luoyi took the two senior brothers away, and there were only two people left behind the boulder.

Xia Zhitao pulled Zhang Kuang to sit down, and snatched the black robe, saying that the name was too big, and it fit perfectly on the two of them.

Zhang Kuang let her toss without any resistance.

Xia Zhitao stretched out her hand, touched Zhang Kuang's cheek with her fingertips, and helped her pull her black hair back behind her ears, revealing a pair of dark eyes.

It is clearly dark and dark, but it seems to be dotted with stars all over the sky, burning a rippling light.

Xia Zhitao rested her chin, looked at Zhang Kuang, and felt that the leader's life was really beautiful, and she couldn't get tired of watching it.

After watching for a while, Xia Zhitao saw Zhang Kuang drooping her eyebrows and eyes, and reached out to rub her long hair: "Are you tired? Let's sleep for a while."

Zhang Kuang let Xia Zhitao rub her obediently, secretly looked at her between his fingers, and said, "I'm not sleepy."

Hmph, duplicity and lies.

Xia Zhitao grabbed Zhang Kuang's neck and said seriously, "Okay, then lean over and warm me up."

"My aura is damaged, and my muscles and bones are cold," Zhang Kuang hesitated, "How about..."

Xia Zhitao expressionless: "Oh, then I'll go hug Jinli, it must be very comfortable."

"No, no, no!" Zhang Kuang panicked, "Don't look for her, just wait a moment, I'll remember how to pinch Huo Jue."

Xia Zhitao laughed, leaned over, covered the back of Zhang Kuang's hand, flipped it lightly, and put her five fingers into her palm.

Zhang Kuang didn't lie, her muscles and bones were cold, and there was a faint chill, clasped between her five fingers, as if she was holding hands full of soft frost and snow.

Zhang Kuang's breathing was stagnant, and he panicked. He looked at Xia Zhitao helplessly, and said, "This..."

Xia Zhitao frowned and smiled: "What kind of Huo Jue do you want, the ready-made Huo Linggen is here."

The fingers of the two intersected, like a warm jade button on the neckline, they were gently held together.

The opponent's bones were very hard, with sharp edges and corners, and the skin was fine and dense, with countless scars piled up.

New, old, healed, chapped, bone-chilling, and painful for years, all were covered carefully and gently gathered into the palm.

"I saw you used light vines, petals, etc. Are you a wood spirit root?" Xia Zhitao circulated her spiritual energy carefully, crossed over little by little, and covered her cold fingers with warmth.

Zhang Kuang said: "Almost, my spiritual root is a hibiscus flower."

"The old man said that my spiritual root is unique and unique in the world, but I heard that the famous peak master of Yashan is also, so it should not be uncommon."

She drew circles on the ground with her fingertips, and whispered: "Master may see that I was sad when I was alone, so make it up to make me happy."

Xia Zhitao listened carefully, and suddenly said, "Don't tell anyone else about this."

Zhang Kuang nodded: "Okay."

"You don't even ask why," the other party replied too quickly, without even the slightest hesitation, Xia Zhitao couldn't help but tease, "So you agree?"

Zhang Kuang folded his arms, his long hair fell down his shoulders, he pulled out layers of nets, and wrapped them tightly around his heart: "I believe in you."

Xia Zhitao was caught off guard, her heart was like a large piece of soft fluffy cotton, it collapsed at the touch of her fingertips, and she was completely defeated.

She thought of her skinny brother who was dying, who could say ten sentences with a babble, and couldn't help feeling deeply: Look at the leader, why is he so obedient and obedient.

"You can't be so unprincipled and agree right away, you still have to ask why," Xia Zhitao said seriously, "I'll explain it to you."

She held her chin and said with a smile: "I'm a bad person and very mean. I saw a secret, and I just wanted to hide her from others."

The spiritual root is also called "origin", which is related to the lives of people who practice Taoism.She didn't dare to think about what Yashan would do to the leader if she found out.

Xia Zhitao said softly: "I want to occupy the secret of your spiritual root, the old man will forget it, and from now on, no one else is allowed to tell it, no matter who it is, you know?"

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Day and night, running around for several days, Zhang Kuang was already at the end of his strength and exhausted to the extreme.

She tried her best to talk to Xia Zhitao for a while, then leaned lightly on her shoulder, her breath was gradually smoothed out, her head was slightly lowered, as if she had fallen asleep.

Xia Zhitao looked sideways, and saw that the other party was breathing steadily, long eyelashes were thick and black, quietly drooping, against the small face like white jade, it seemed to be trembling butterfly wings, quite attractive.

Ah, I really want to put a coin on it.

Xia Zhitao was full of interest, and began to count her eyelashes. Just after counting to more than 20, Zhang Kuang's breathing suddenly became unsteady, and his body fell down.

Xia Zhitao was startled, and hurriedly reached out to help, just in time to hold her whole body in her arms.

Without the unnatural lightness of my junior sister, Zhang Kuang put on a little more weight, pressing on Xia Zhitao's shoulders, her breath pouring into the back of her neck, spreading scorching hot.

The two were so close that Xia Zhitao could almost hear the clear and flexible heartbeat.

——to die for! ! !