The villain is soft and clingy [Transmigration Book]

Xia Zhitao's heart was pounding, she pulled off the black robe behind her and covered Zhang Kuang's body, so that she could sleep more comfortably.

She took a deep breath and suppressed all kinds of rebellious thoughts in her heart.Taking advantage of the other party's deep sleep, he lowered his head to see Zhang Kuang's injury.

Xia Zhitao turned over carefully, and found that the bandages were well wrapped, at least there was no bleeding, and it should be a little better.

Xia Zhitao breathed a sigh of relief, and looked at the other party in a daze.

... She was a little confused.

Zhang Kuang was clearly half a head taller than himself, with a tall and well-proportioned figure, but when lying in his arms, he looked small.

It's like the corners of white paper left over from the handicraft class when I was a child. I cut it piecemeal, and I can't fold it into a beautiful flower, nor can I put it together into an interesting boat.

Abandoned aside, no one wanted it, and it was crumpled into a crumpled, lonely little ball of paper.

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Master Xuanxu was pestered by Jin Li to sign more than a dozen pieces of paper, he finally got rid of that noisy little fish, and was going to come back to see his own girl.

As a result, he walked back unsteadily, and suddenly saw the scene in front of him.

Master Xuanxu's eyes widened suddenly, he picked up the ancient staff and was about to beat someone up: "I beat you to death, you little bastard—"

Xia Zhitao put her finger on her lips and made a "shh" gesture, forcing the old man to swallow the second half of the sentence.

"...she fell asleep."

Xia Zhitao spoke righteously, suppressed his voice, and condemned with his breath: "You keep your voice down, don't wake people up."

Master Xuanxu looked at her, then at Zhang Kuang who was wrapped tightly and airtight, lying quietly in Xia Zhitao's arms, he almost died of anger.

"You, you gave it to her," Master Xuan Xu gritted his teeth, but had to suppress his voice, "What kind of ecstasy soup did you pour?!"

Xia Zhitao tucked the black robe tighter, and silently argued, "I'm just tired."

Master Xuanxu snorted angrily, stroked his beard, hugged the ancient stick in his arms, and sat cross-legged beside the two of them.

Zhang Kuang nestled in her arms obediently, his breathing was steady and long, Anan remained motionless, like a docile cat.

Master Xuanxu glanced at it twice, resentful, and said angrily: "She is really defenseless against you."

His eyes were like a falcon, and he was aggressive: "But what about you? Thinking of taking advantage of the unpreparedness and stabbing a knife into the heart and lungs?"

Xia Zhitao said helplessly, "How is that possible."

She also understands the old man's worries, after all, Yashan and the Demon Cult are irreconcilable, if she is really just an ordinary Yashan disciple, it's hard to say what she will do with the leader.

But she is not, but she came from time travel, grew up in the modern legal system, a good-natured young man with good roots, her thoughts and concepts are still very different from these fantasy people.

The old man wore a floating robe, and the cold wind gushed into his sleeves, as if hiding a distant cloud.

He sat on the ancient staff and said softly:

"Yashan prides himself on being upright and upright. The most important thing is to save face and honor your reputation. If you hang out with the leader of the Demon Cult, you are not afraid of being gossiped by others?"

"..."

Xia Zhitao was silent for a moment, then suddenly smiled: "No, I'm afraid."

Her expression was magnanimous, without any intention of concealing it, which made Master Xuanxu frowned, and suddenly became vigilant: "What is the meaning of this?"

Xia Zhitao smiled and said, "As you said, I really care about other people's opinions, and I also care about my own reputation."

"But I'm a very stingy person, and I will pay every penny and every penny. Whoever dares to bully me, I will fight back with all my strength, and I can't lose a penny."

Her eyes fell in the distance, and her voice was very soft:

"At the same time, I can feel it naturally in my heart whoever tries to help, who treats each other with sincerity, and who treats me wholeheartedly."

Although Xia Zhitao smiled slightly, she couldn't feel the vigor and vitality of young people, but was more like a quiet and indifferent log bead.

When lit, it will give you a cluster of light.

"——What about Yashan, what about the Devil's Cult, I don't care at all, after all, what does it have to do with me?"

"I will never deliberately despise or bury another person's kindness to me because I am afraid of the world's opinions and worrying about a few gossips."

The old man Pan Shi was taken aback by saying this, and murmured: "You doll, you are really strange."

"I understand somewhat now," he said to himself, shaking his head, "You look young, but your mind is quite clear."

Xia Zhitao couldn't help but frowned, "Master, I'm just talking nice words, too big and empty. In practice, it's still not good enough. You need to point it out."

The old man stroked his long beard, and smiled at Xia Zhitao for the first time: "People are not sages, who can be innocent?"

He looked at the young girl in front of him with a childish face, but her mind was more transparent than anyone else, and sighed: "You are young and mature, not like an ordinary girl."

Xia Zhitao said in her heart that although I look young, but the experience of the two lives combined, I am afraid that I have already gone three to four...

Oh, old and old,

Nothing like a young girl.

She thought about it again, no, the old man in front of him is a person who has gone all the way, and she is still very young in comparison.

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Master Xuanxu sat with her for a while, and the two chatted for a while.

Having stayed in the depths of this demon forest for nearly ten thousand years, the old man knew very little about the outside situation, but he had only guessed carefully about the situation in the world.

Presumably when he was young, he was also an arrogant young man with high spirits and a golden voice.

Xia Zhitao asked about his lack of memory, Master Xuanxu thought for a moment, then shook his head regretfully, expressing that he was helpless.

However, the Baihe clan is very good at setting up formations, Xia Zhitao can take this opportunity to search in the Baihe Hall in private, maybe he can find some clues.

Jin Li disappeared for a long time, then suddenly popped up, holding a brand new scroll in his arms, radiant, waving while running: "Senior—"

Master Xuanxu's expression changed drastically: "You little melon fish, have you finished? Is it not enough for me to write you more than a dozen?!"

Jin Li giggled, her voice dragging nine twists and eighteen bends, and begged: "Senior, just one, and another one, you are handsome, martial, and suave..."

She didn't change her face and her heart didn't beat, she moved out piles of idioms, and Master Xuanxu blew out a thousand-word essay.

However, the two of them were messing around, which woke Zhang Kuang up.

Her long eyelashes trembled, her brows frowned slightly, and her voice was a little sleepy: "Um..."

Master Xuanxu turned his head suddenly, and roared at Jinli: "What are you arguing about, you little melon fish! Keep your voice down! You woke up the girl!!!"

Xia Zhitao was so close that she was almost taken aback by the old man's voice, so she quickly reached out to cover Zhang Kuang's ears.

Your voice is at least eight notches higher than Jin Li's, it's like shaking a mountain, it's hard to say who's making the noise! !

Amidst the turmoil, Zhang Kuang opened his eyes.

She moved her body slightly, raised her head in a daze, her pupils were as black as ink, she stared at Xia Zhitao blankly for more than ten seconds.

—and then the people disappeared.

The person was really gone, Xia Zhitao lightened his arms, and the big leader disappeared in an instant, leaving only a black satin robe with a faint medicinal fragrance, drooping on his shoulders.

Zhang Kuang's body flew several meters in an instant, but he didn't choose the right direction, and bumped into Master Xuanxu beside him, almost knocking over the old man's ancient stick.

"Sir, yes, I'm sorry, I—"

While apologizing repeatedly, Zhang Kuang staggered back, but he didn't see the direction clearly, and suddenly stepped on the edge of the boulder, his whole body was suspended in the sky, shaky by the cold wind.

"What are you doing!" Master Xuan Xu was so frightened that he quickly grabbed her and yelled, "Your head is muddy?! You'll feel better if you fall!"

Zhang Kuang finally stood up straight, covered half of his face with the back of his hand, his ears were hot, and he stammered: "Yes, I'm sorry!"

She was tall and slender, dressed in black, her wrists and ankles were tightly bound, she stood in the cold wind, her thin figure was cut.

Master Xuanxu dragged Zhang Kuang back, and scolded: "Master, why are you panicking, can these two Yashan melons eat you up?"

Xia Zhitao was quite depressed, and muttered: "My lord, am I so scary?"

"No, it's not..." Zhang Kuang was in a daze, unable to speak clearly, "But, oh, it's too rude..."

Jinli, one of the instigators, was not ashamed, holding a large pile of scrolls, and said with a smile: "Ah, you are awake, sir, why don't you write something?"

"My handwriting is not good, what time is it?" Zhang Kuang rubbed his forehead and said with a headache, "How long have I been asleep?"

Master Xuanxu snorted, and the ancient stick lightly hit her on the head: "It's less than an hour, hurry up and lie down for the old man."

Zhang Kuang's ears were blushing, she covered her hot cheeks, her voice was still a little confused: "I've been lying down for so long, I shouldn't...why didn't you wake me up...?"

"Why are you waking up?" the old man was puzzled, "Anyway, I haven't crossed Xunlong Mountain yet, so it's okay to fall asleep."

Xia Zhitao agreed, "Yes."

If it wasn't for Zhang Kuang being woken up, she still wanted to hug her for a while longer.The sleeping face of the other party is really cute, and it is comfortable to hug, with its own cooling effect and light floral fragrance, it is simply a perfect large pillow.

Zhang Kuang stood in the cold wind and was blown for a while, his mind finally regained some clarity, and at the same time, he was almost turned into ice cubes.

She frowned and trembled, and then awkwardly refused to go back, standing in a daze in the howling wind.

"Master, the black robe is still here." Xia Zhitao couldn't stand it anymore, "Aren't you cold?"

Zhang Kuang shook his head while trembling, and continued his stubbornness to the end: "It's not cold."

Jin Li leaned over, reached out and rubbed the black robe, and said with emotion: "Wow, the material is so soft and comfortable."

Xia Zhitao slapped it away: "Don't touch it."

Standing in the cold wind, Zhang Kuang replied from a long distance: "The material of Yunjin, Zhitao, if you like it, I—"

Master Xuanxu cut her off: "Look at yourself, there are more than 30 pieces of black clothes or black robes, and you are covered in black all day long, like digging coal in a mine."

He picked up the black robe and threw it into Zhang Kuang's arms, his voice full of disgust: "Like the two little girls from Yashan, how nice to wear some bright colors, beautiful and energetic!"

Zhang Kuang hesitated for a moment, then put on the black robe silently, and carefully closed the neckline.

I have to say that Zhang Kuang was smart and neat when wearing black clothes. Although he looked good, he felt a little cold and alienated.

Xia Zhitao couldn't help thinking about it, thinking that if he had the chance, he would force the leader to wear a pink floral dress, it must be very beautiful.

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The stone man's speed was extremely fast, although it was a little slower than Yujian, but it was much better than the dozens of majestic and slow carriages in Baihetang.

In a few hours, he had already crossed Xunlong Mountain and entered the territory of Anci. Master Xuanxu guessed that it was almost done, so he stopped moving forward.

"The old man sent it here!"

Master Xuanxu held his ancient stick, and said slowly, "It's two or three days away from Baihe Hall at most, if we speed up, we can reach it in one day."

On behalf of Baihetang, Qin Minghe thanked him politely and promised to send someone to send a thank you gift to the demon forest afterwards, but the old man flatly refused.

At the same time, there was another person who was leaving.

"Eh—?!" Jin Li dragged his voice, ignoring the unpredictable expressions of everyone in Yashan, and yelled, "Master, you have to leave anyway, why don't you go to Baihetang for a cup of tea?"

Zhang Kuang: "..."

Bai Hetang: "..."

Ancestor, have you considered our feelings by taking such a great god to our Baihetang to drink tea?

"No need." Zhang Kuang ignored Jin Li, and suddenly threw out a spirit blade, with sparks and lightning all the way, cutting off half of the roof of Baihetang with an extremely precise "boom".

——Your leader is still your leader, domineering! !

"Send it to the foot of Mount Qiling within three days." Zhang Kuang said coldly, "Shut up your petty thoughts. If I'm in a bad mood, a White Crane Hall won't be enough to vent my anger."

"The leader doesn't need to worry, I'm not someone who doesn't believe what I say," Qin Minghe said, "I have sent the letter back to the church, and I will send the reward within two days."

"Better so."

Zhang Kuang nodded slightly, everyone in Baihe Hall set off to leave, and the stone giant also straightened up, preparing to return to the "soul bone" in the demon forest.

Seeing the carriage go farther and farther, Zhang Kuang sat on the edge of the boulder, staring at the blurred shadow, dazed.

Master Xuan Xu sighed, walked over, and said: "Why are you stubborn, people are leaving soon, and you don't go up to say goodbye?"

Zhang Kuang nodded, shook his head again, huddled into a ball in aggrieved form, dejectedly: "Forget it..."

"Don't go again?" Master Xuanxu said, "It's really too late!"

Zhang Kuang was directly thrown down by the boulder by Master Xuanxu, and fell down for a while, his body suddenly scattered, and merged into the biting cold wind.

The Baihetang carriage drove for a long distance, and Yashan silently followed behind, keeping a short distance.

Xia Zhitao was sitting in the back of the car blowing the wind, and suddenly someone chased after him, and Da Yuan shouted: "Wait, wait!"

Anyway, Yu Jian can rush back later, Xia Zhitao jumped out of the car calmly and greeted him with a smile: "Master, why are you back?"

Zhang Kuang said seriously: "I'm here to say goodbye."

Only this silly boy came up with an extremely straightforward "I'm here to say goodbye", blocking the conversation to death, Xia Zhitao couldn't help laughing: "I'm listening carefully."

When facing others, Zhang Kuang always looks aloof and arrogant, but only when facing himself, he looks like the bright moon rising from the clouds, and the misty glow, calm and cold, with only a gentle expression on his brows and eyes.

"My spiritual energy has not fully recovered, I will stay nearby for a few days, and then I will go back to Qiling. I dare not go to the White Crane Hall, you must..."

She was a little embarrassed, and after standing for a long time, she pressed her throat and said very softly, almost inaudibly:

"Sure, be careful."

Zhang Kuang thought a lot, read a lot, but he was not that free-spirited, clean and innocent little junior sister, she was another person.

It is the leader of the demon sect, and it is full of evil;

It is a crime that cannot be punished, and it is hated by the world.

So this is enough, Zhang Kuang clasped his fingers together, suppressing his complicated thoughts: "If you can trust...you can call me for anything, no matter what, I will definitely come."

Ignore distance and time, just call and come?Xia Zhitao was dumbfounded, and said, "So powerful?"

Zhang Kuang said: "Well, if you can't speak, you can just write my name with your fingertips."

She paused, and added calmly: "Unless you don't hear it when you fall asleep, but you will come when you wake up."

Xia Zhitao was delighted, and Wang Yan had complained like this before, saying that Zhang Lan usually had a hard time falling asleep, but after falling asleep, even if the earth shook, the mountains shook, or the sky fell, she wouldn't wake up.

She stuffed Zhang Kuang with the plaster and bandage on her hand, and told him three times to remember to change the dressing and take a good rest before letting him go.

Unlike in the past, Zhang Kuang didn't disperse into petals and disappeared, he stood in place like a child, and when Xia Zhitao looked back, he waved his hand cautiously.

Until it's far, far away, invisible.

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Xia Zhitao lightly landed on the ground, buckled the button with her fingers, and the car door opened in response, and Jin Li popped out half of her head: "Junior Sister Xia!"

"You've been sitting behind the car for so long, why don't you come in?" Jin Li chewed almonds and asked curiously, "It's so cold outside."

Xia Zhitao smiled slightly and said, "Fortunately, it's quite warm."

Jin Li didn't think much about it, and continued to nibble on a bag of almonds in her hand, but Zheng Luo Yi took a few glances at Xia Zhitao, but didn't point it out.

A day later, the carriage stopped slowly.

Zheng Luoyi gave instructions to everyone, everyone was respectful and silent, followed the master and got out of the car one by one.

The white mist continued to surge, covering all sight.The weather is cold, the scenery is dark and the colors are dark, and the cold water vapor hits the skin, like a poisonous snake crawling.

One foot and one inch, wrapped around the shoulders and waist, wrapped around the neck, sent a chill down the spine.

"The White Crane Illusory Formation is extremely dangerous. Peak Master, please wait a moment and don't move." Qin Minghe said, "The guide will come soon."

Baihetang asked everyone in Yashan to stay in front of the formation, and more than a dozen carriages were arranged in a strange formation, and drove into the illusion together.

The thick white mist seemed to come alive, and opened its terrifying mouth, engulfing the vehicle.But in an instant, the convoy disappeared completely, and even the road was completely covered by white mist, leaving nothing behind.

"...The fog is too thick, I can't see anything." Jin Li muttered softly, holding Xia Zhitao's arm and refused to let go, "It's really creepy."

Xia Zhitao nodded in agreement, and the white mist in front of her was filled with turbulence, as if she had stretched out countless withered and pale hands, trying to pull a few people into it.

The five of them waited patiently for a while, and suddenly a light came on amidst the thick fog.

A person dressed in white, holding a white feather lantern, slowly walked out of the white mist, half kneeling respectfully.

The man was stooped, half of his body was melted in the thick white mist, his brows were lowered, his expression was indistinguishable, and his voice was hoarse and indistinct: "Please come with me."

The halo of light in the lantern was flickering, and the shadows were indistinct, reflecting a narrow stone road.

"Master, Shishi, Junior Sister—" Jin Li's tongue was tied, and she tightly hugged Xia Zhitao's arm, her body shaking like a sieve, "You have to protect me!"

Xia Zhitao wanted to pull her arm back, but the other party hugged her too tightly, so she said helplessly, "I'm afraid too."

Jin Li wailed: "I can't tell at all! Junior Sister Zhitao, you look so calm and composed!!"

Xia Zhitao: "...I'm silently afraid in my heart."

Zheng Luo Yi asked the two girls to walk in the middle, the two senior brothers to walk in front, and himself to be in the rear, so that everyone could take care of them.

The White Crane Array has a total of 31 rings, surrounded by layers with the White Crane Hall as the center, and one ring is divided into six lines. Among the tens of thousands of possible paths, only one is correct.

And this correct path is not fixed, but unpredictable with the continuous rotation of the ring. It can be said that if there is no white crane to guide the way, they will only be lost forever and trapped in the formation.

The guide hunched over, taking every step with extreme caution. The fire in the lantern was eerie, as if being pulled by an invisible string, guiding the way ahead.

Xia Zhitao didn't know how long she had been walking, her sleeves were wrinkled by Jin Li, the guide suddenly stopped, and said in a low voice, "Here we are."

"It" stretched out his hand, his skinny fingers were covered with white mist, and with a slight flick, the thick mist poured down like a tide and collapsed, revealing the magnificent nine-story tall building behind with vermilion green tiles.

"It's not far away, I'm glad to see you here."

The man's voice seemed to be engulfed by the white mist, his words were blurred, and he couldn't hear them clearly, he could only make out a few points.

"...Please follow me and enter the main hall of the white crane."

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After losing sight of Xia Zhitao, Zhang Kuang turned around and walked for a while.She suddenly thought of something, sighed deeply, and raised her hand to touch her forehead unwillingly.

"Bang bang bang-"

The sound of knocking on the door came violently, with great momentum and vigor, making Zhang Chuang stagger wildly, burning with anger.

With the surging knock on the door, a childish female voice came and shouted loudly: "Zhang Lan, Zhang Lan! How long have you been in retreat, come out to play!"

Zhang Kuang's eyebrows twitched, and he really wanted to rush back and beat up that persistent person who came to knock on his door regularly every day.

But it was too far away, so I had to give up.

She stabilized her mind, cut off the contact directly, and did not hear or bother her heart.

Wangyan patted on the door for a long while, but Zhang Lan remained silent and didn't respond at all, very disappointed.

How could she have guessed that the other side of the cave was empty, and there was only a lone flower petal left on the breathing black and cold jade.

Most of Ancijing is a forest, only the area around Baihetang is crowded with people. After thinking wildly for a moment, he randomly chose a small corner town and planned to stay overnight for a rest.

"It's quite lively..."

Zhang Kuang muttered, she put away her black robe, only a thin black shirt was left on her body, she covered her face with a bamboo hat, wandering around in the street.

There seemed to be some kind of festival in the small town. The streets were bustling with people, and there was an endless stream of hawking, but it always made her a little uneasy.

Zhang Kuang let out the petals and looked around, but the people around him had no spiritual power at all, they were just ordinary people.

Probably an illusion, she rubbed her forehead, and sighed secretly that she was afraid that she might be excessively depleting her spiritual power, which would lead to suspicion and panic.

"Guest officer, where should I stay at the hotel?"

Xiao Er was full of enthusiasm and eloquently said: "Your vision is really poisonous. Our guest room faces south and is beautifully decorated. It is really the best choice!"

"……Um."

Zhang Kuang was absent-minded, and said, "One is the upper room."

Xiao Er roughly sensed that the guest didn't like to talk, so she closed her voice, respectfully led her into the room, and retreated politely.

In a blink of an eye, it was midnight, and the cold dew was heavy.

The crescent moon hangs over the treetops, and sporadic water vapor falls.

A person came slowly from the long corridor, walked to the door, pointed to the carved wooden screen window with five fingers, knocked on the wooden door twice with his fingers, and said softly: "My lord?"

There was silence and no one responded.

The man stretched out his hand and pushed open the wooden door, walked in slowly, looked down at the situation inside the room, and smiled: "Are you still satisfied with the eight hundred high-level monsters I gave you?"

The house was extremely messy, with several white marks rolled away from the bandages, ointment scattered here and there, and a woman in black curled up inside.

Her clothes were thin, her face was painful, her black hair was scattered down her back, and she was pale and thin that could not be concealed.On the exposed arm, the deep wound was still faintly bleeding.

The man in white sighed, squatted down, and looked at the other party with a satisfied smile in his eyes.

The hostess and shopkeeper of the inn, who had just been calm and chatting and laughing, now looked dull and moved stiffly, standing behind that person like puppets.

"Crazy, you can't avoid it."

The white-clothed man's smile grew stronger, and he stretched out his hand to twist a strand of her long black hair, and stroked it with his fingertips, "Dozens of small towns and villages around here are all 'dead'."

The voice was very soft, ethereal and soft, light and unreal: "It's not far away, I'm glad to see you here. They have waited too long to trap you."

"Then, my lord."

The man in white let go of his five fingers, allowing the strand of black hair to slip from his fingertips and fall to the messy ground:

"—Welcome to the White Crane Hall."

The author has something to say: The man in white: Want to leave?No, I will tie you to my wife too.

Zhang Kuang: ...I will send you a pennant after I knock down the Baihe Hall with one blow.

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To celebrate the 500th nutrient solution, there will be another update at [-] o'clock tonight!