The villain is soft and clingy [Transmigration Book]

"Bam—!!"

The complicated petals swarmed up, forcibly blocking the attack of the inner demon, but they were also swallowed up by the black mist in an instant, leaving no trace.

Qin Shu suddenly disappeared in front of the ruins long before the demons attacked, and someone else blocked the attack.

Dressed in jet black, holding a sharp long sword in his hand, he frowned in displeasure, and threw down a sentence: "Zheng Luo Yi, why are you here?"

Zheng Luo Yi opened his eyes, looked at the familiar figure in front of him, and lost his voice: "The leader of the Demon Cult?"

"What are you calling me for?"

Zhang Kuang glared at him fiercely, extremely angry: "One or two of you Yashan are going to die, Dongxu still dares to fight Huashenqi, don't you know how to run?"

Zheng Luo Yi said in a daze: "I..."

"What about me, get the hell out of here!"

Zhang Kuang interrupted him involuntarily, obviously very angry, his voice was slightly unstable: "You bastard, you don't keep your promise, you promise me, you will protect them!"

She opened her black and white eyes, and her voice was full of grievances: "If you die, what will Zhitao do?"

Zheng Luo Yi finished speaking and could not answer.

Zhang Kuang's attention was all on Zheng Luo Yi, and the black mist blocked his sight, so he didn't see the cyan semicircle that enveloped the two people.

She turned around angrily, and with a wave of her hand, the black mist that was attacking suddenly stagnated. She hesitated and swayed left and right, not knowing which order to follow.

Zhang Kuang said coldly: "Why, looking for me?"

Compared with the well-dressed clothes on the heart demon side, Zhang Kuang really doesn't look very good at this time.

The belted black robe he usually wears is nowhere to be found, and only a thin black shirt is left on Zhang Kuang's body.The black hair was loose, revealing a thin white neck.

Zhang Kuang squinted at the heart demon who was born exactly like himself, dressed in brocade and white clothes, and suddenly felt a burst of unreasonable anger: "Mere heart demon, do you really think I'm afraid of you?"

She pushed up the lacquered sleeves, revealing a small piece of blood-stained, pale wrist with clear bones. With five fingers flipped, she accumulated several Haoran Spirit Blades.

The white light suddenly rose, and Zhang Kuang threw out all the spirit blades, slammed them around the heart demon, and said fiercely: "Come if you have the ability!"

Since Zhang Kuang's sudden appearance, the inner demon has been silent, but his attacks have suddenly become much more ruthless. Every move, every move is wrapped in a steaming killing intent, and they go straight to take Zhang Kuang's life.

Zhang Kuang was not to be outdone, although he was suppressed by the inner demon in terms of power, his aura was not lost at all. Suddenly, several bloodstains were torn off his body, but he still refused to give up a single point, and beat them all back.

The two fought with each other, only the sky was dark and the ground was dark, sand and stones were flying, and the momentum was extremely huge, a battle that was about to tear down Qiling.

After fighting for more than ten times, Zhang Kuang was not serious, he was slashed vertically from the shoulder by the heart demon, blood spattered everywhere, and the bones were visible.

A fishy and sweet blood welled up in her throat, and she swallowed it down.Zhang Kuang coughed, looked at the other side of the hall, and raised his voice three tones: "Hello! Are you alright?"

Amidst the black mist, another figure in white clothes appeared. The man's brows were tightly furrowed, he was muttering something, his thin five fingers were gathered in front of his chest, and he was trying his best to pose an extremely complicated Inga.

Zheng Luo Yi's pupils suddenly widened, his figure suddenly became unstable, he was about to kneel and sit on the ground, and it took a long time for him to come back to his senses.

The spiritual barrier was broken, and Xia Zhitao and Jin Li were able to get away. They rushed to Zheng Luoyi's side eagerly, and when they looked up and saw the face of the man in white, they were all terrified.

Zheng Luo Yi looked at the very familiar figure, his eyes were full of disbelief, and he murmured in a low voice:

"... Qin Zhi?"

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Qin Zhi, who had clearly been buried in the Nanke fire and turned into a handful of white ashes, unexpectedly "lived" for no reason.

She stood in the dark sky, her white feathers were blown by the wind, and the black mist made her silhouette very clear.

"Hurry up, I was knocked down two realms by her before, and I can hold on for more than ten more at most."

Zhang Kuang seldom talked a lot, and he urged repeatedly: "It doesn't matter if I die, your junior brother's life is precious."

Qin Zhi said coldly: "Just now you said that Yashan is not dead, I'm not half a catty. The demon is a part of your mind, you beat so fiercely, you don't want to die?!"

"Why don't you hit her for me?"

Regardless of the wound bursting, Zhang Kuang suddenly threw out a mighty spiritual arc with his fingertips, shining light all the way, and went straight to the front of the heart demon.

The corners of her eyes were red, and her voice sounded a little aggrieved: "Zhitao took the initiative to find me once, but was interrupted by this bastard. I have to beat her up today and throw her off the mountain."

Qin Zhi was silent, gritted his teeth and said, "I told you not to hurt yourself! Didn't you listen to a word of what I just said?!"

The cold wind blew past, swirling black dust everywhere.

The heart demon chased after him, Zhang Kuang tried his best to turn his head, the sharpened spirit blade brushed past his cheeks, and pulled out a long string of bright red beads from his white face.

Zhang Kuang spent more than half of his spiritual power, and it was a bit difficult to hide. He stepped on the scattered bricks and tiles with his black boots, and shouted distractedly: "This man's attacks are all killer moves. If you don't fight back, how can I block it?"

Qin Zhi said helplessly: "This is the first time I've seen someone with a heart demon doing nothing, just staring at the body and beating him to death."

"...It's really a long experience."

She kept making seal gestures all the time, and after Zhang Kuang was blown into the ruins by the heart demon, she finally completed the long formation at a time of crisis.

Qin Zhi took a deep breath, folded his slender fingers together and transformed into a white crane that was about to fly, and said in a deep voice:

"--Certainly!!"

As soon as the words fell, the huge illusion seemed to be restrained by countless chains, and he let out a mouthful of turbid air hoarsely, and the heavy snow suddenly came, dyeing the dark sky like day.

The inner demon was suddenly frozen, and he couldn't move his whole body, but his pitch-black eyes were fixed on one direction, full of cold unwillingness.

"Cough, cough, cough."

Blood was surging, Zhang Kuang's body was covered with scars, and there were not many intact parts. She lay on the hard tile and coughed intermittently.

She breathed a sigh of relief, stood up reluctantly, and saw the imprisoned heart demon at a glance, and couldn't help being surprised: "It can really be trapped."

"...Are you still watching the fun?"

Qin Zhi's five fingers kept trembling, and a little sweat oozes from his forehead, he was so angry that he wanted to hit someone: "I can't control my demons for a long time, so hurry up and find a way!"

Zhang Kuang raised his sword excitedly: "It's easy to say, I'll kill her right away!"

"Hey, wait!!"

Several veins popped up on Qin Zhi's forehead, and he said with a broken heart: "What are you killing, can you be more rational? That is your mind, and all appearances are false. If you see that all appearances are not appearances—"①

Holding the sword in his hand, Zhang Kuang stopped on the spot hesitantly, neither stepping forward nor stepping back, silently listening to Qin Zhi finish reciting the precepts, and then said: "Then what should I do?"

Qin Zhi's one head turned into two big ones.

She raised her hand and rubbed her forehead, feeling how she had come to this point, and replied with a headache: "This is your own demon, how can I find a way to solve it?"

Zhang Kuang was very disappointed: "Ah."

She seemed to have thought of something, thought carefully for a moment, walked up to the heart demon, hesitated for a long time, and then hesitated: "Hey, you."

The inner demon remained silent, raised his head and looked at her steadily, his eyes seemed to be black beads that fell to the ground, extremely cold, neither sad nor happy.

Before Zhang Kuang could figure out what to say, Xin Mo lowered his brows and smiled indifferently and palely:

"...Do you really think that this confinement can trap me?"

Qin Zhi seemed to feel something, and when she looked in horror, she found that the imprisonment set up for the inner demon had cracked several gaps, spreading rapidly like a spider's web.

"Sect Master, run away!"

Qin Zhi hurriedly shouted, but unfortunately it was too late, only heard a few "clicks", and the demon suddenly broke free from the restraint.

Her figure was as creepy as a mist, and her movements were extremely fast. In just one breath, her five fingers had already grabbed Zhang Kuang's neck, pushing him back violently.

The heart demon looked dull, and said casually, "You useless trash, take a look at yourself, what do you look like?"

Zhang Kuang trembled: "I..."

The neck was tightly strangled, Zhang Kuang's pupils opened slightly, his breath became more difficult and hoarse, and blood overflowed from his throat, covering his voice indistinctly.

The demon said word by word, "The one who shouldn't die is dead, the one who deserves to die is also dead, so what if you have a spiritual vein - in the end, you still can't save anyone, and no one can protect you."

Every time she said a word, Zhang Kuang's complexion turned pale, his figure was crumbling, his dark eyes were filled with mist, his expression gradually faded, and he said at a loss: "Cough, cough cough...I..."

The heart demon looked at her calmly, his five fingers clenched more and more, drawing several deep red marks on the thin white neck, almost embedded in the flesh and bones with force.

She said softly: "Die."

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At this moment, a scorching flame roared towards her, using her body as a blade.

The demon frowned, let go of his five fingers, and let Zhang Kuang kneel on the ground, taking a step back.

She looked at the figure standing in front of Zhang Kuang, paused for a moment, and then hesitated to say, "It's you."

Xia Zhitao originally expected that she should flip her five fingers, pull out a neat sword flower, smile contemptuously at the demon, and say a few words of threat in a cold voice.

In the end, looking at that innocent white face that was exactly the same as Zhang Kuang's, she was reluctant to speak loudly, let alone raising a sword.

The inner demon frowned, she raised her hand, her five fingers paused in the air for a while, but she put them down obediently, with a very puzzled look on her face: "The spiritual power is gone."

Xia Zhitao's heart suddenly softened, and he sighed inwardly, retracting the Jiyan Sword he was holding, and hanging it by his side.

She stared at the demon in her heart, and said seriously, "I don't want to hurt you, and I don't want you to hurt her."

The illusion is based on the mind and spirit, and is built on falsehood.

Qin Zhi also said that although temporarily separated by the illusion, in the final analysis, whether it is madness or demon, they are actually the same child.

Thinking of this, Xia Zhitao slowed down his voice, and said softly, "Stop beating, okay?"

The demon froze.

It can be seen that the inner demon is very confused now. She first looked at Zhang Kuang who was kneeling, and then at Xia Zhitao who was standing in front of her. She seemed to want to step forward, but she didn't dare to move.

The demon thought for a long time, and then nodded.

She said: "Okay."

To be honest, Xia Zhitao was not sure at all in his heart, because he didn't want to see Zhang Kuang get hurt, so he rushed over in a flash of enthusiasm, and even hit the demon with the fire blade recklessly.

Unexpectedly, the heart demon is really so easy to talk, she obediently put away her long sword, obediently withdrew her overflowing spiritual power, picked up a scarlet mask on the ground and put it on carefully, and finally took a last look at Xia Zhitao.

The turbulent black cloud just rested for a while, and filled the surroundings like a mist. The demon turned around, raised his hand, and stared at his five fingers in a daze.

Xia Zhitao blinked her eyes, and when she opened her eyes again, there was nothing in front of her, and there was no more demon figure.

...and leave now?

Xia Zhitao was still in a daze, when suddenly a weak cough came from behind her, she hurriedly turned around, and found Zhang Kuang lying on the ground, her black hair was long and loose, making her cheeks paler.

It was just now that he couldn't see clearly, but when he got closer, he realized that Zhang Kuang was covered in wounds, and blood was spilling out layer by layer, even the black clothes couldn't stop it.

Xia Zhitao gasped, ignored the mess on the ground, knelt down, and stretched out her hand hastily, trying to help Zhang Kuang up.

Perhaps accidentally, his fingertips touched the wound through the clothes, Zhang Kuang's breathing was rapid, his long and thin eyelashes opened suddenly, and he looked at her blankly: "Zhi Tao?"

"You...why are you here too?"

She looked exhausted, her voice was weak, and she murmured blankly: "Did I screw up again?"

"I know, I've always known... I shouldn't come here, I can't enter the White Crane Hall, I will be trapped by demons, I, I... I don't want to..."

Blood gushed out from the throat cavity, cutting the words into a mess.

The black eyelashes were bent by the water mist, her eyes were flushed, she bit her pale lips, and a little blood came out: "I'm sorry, I really..."

"--stop!!!"

Xia Zhitao tried her best and let out a loud roar, which frightened Zhang Kuang into a stupor. She looked at her timidly, not daring to say a word.

"Listen to me." Xia Zhitao breathed a sigh of relief and looked at her fixedly, "Zhang Kuang, do you believe me or her?"

Zhang Kuang subconsciously said, "I believe you."

"Okay, since you believe me, don't listen to or believe a word of what the demon said just now, you understand?"

Xia Zhitao said seriously: "You can't say that about yourself, you are not trash, you never have been."

She stretched out her arms, wrapped around Zhang Kuang's shoulders, gently embraced Zhang Kuang in her arms, and said softly, "Don't be afraid."

Zhang Kuang closed his eyes and leaned against her shoulder, trembling slightly uncontrollably, breathing short and disorderly.

Xia Zhitao patted his back repeatedly, thinking that it's no wonder that cultivators are most afraid of inner demons, and what he said frightened the child so much.

My heart seemed to be engulfed by warm fireworks, and a fine, faint burning pain spread.

Xia Zhitao lowered her head slightly, rubbed the tip of her nose against the ice-cold pinna of the other party, and said softly and softly, "Hey, it's okay, it's not uncomfortable."

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Zhang Kuang half leaned on her shoulder, and was in a daze for a while, his short breathing finally gradually stabilized, and his fingers no longer trembled.

Qin Zhi squinted at the two of them, folded his arms, his complexion clouded, and snorted coldly: "Have you hugged enough?"

Jin Li was dissatisfied and said: "Master Qin, the atmosphere is so good, why do you want to interrupt?"

Qin Zhi raised his eyebrows to look at her, and said, "Hey, aren't you that lucky little fish on Luoyi Mountain? Why are you so memorized..."

Before he finished speaking, he turned his head and saw Zheng Luoyi who was hesitating to speak, with tears in his eyes filled with surprise, he couldn't help but rubbed his forehead, and said, "Junior Brother Zheng."

"Master Qin Feng." Zheng Luo Yi opened his eyes, holding Qin Zhi's hand, his expression was filled with excitement, "I, I thought..."

Qin Zhi let out a long sigh, closed his eyes, and said, "No, it's true."

"--I am already dead."

Seeing Zheng Luo Yi's gradually pale complexion, she couldn't bear it, but she gritted her teeth and said again: "My body was completely destroyed in the Nanke ballad, and only one soul remained."

"I only rely on this huge illusion to survive for a while," she said calmly, "Once the formation is lifted, it will be completely wiped out."

Zheng Luoyi swayed, barely stabilized his figure, and said sadly: "Is there really no other way?"

Qin Zhi looked indifferent, and said indifferently: "Anyway, if this road goes to the end, it will either die or ascend. I have lived long enough, and I don't have much regret."

The only one who can't let go is the many disciples on Zhihe Peak.Qin Zhi asked about the situation, and Zheng Luo Yi also told her in detail.

Zhang Kuang had completely calmed down at this moment, with his shoulders slumped, he sat obediently beside Xia Zhitao, pursing his lips blankly, not knowing what he was thinking.

Xia Zhitao took out the black robe, unfolded it, wrapped the leader in it, and then came out.

Zhang Kuang was stunned for a moment, then a blush appeared on the tips of his ears, and he whispered, "You actually found it."

"Well," Xia Zhitao said with a smile, "Now it's back to the original owner."

After going back and forth, Jin Li has already figured out Zhang Kuang's weakness, knowing that as long as Xia Zhitao is around, the leader of the Demon Cult will be as obedient as a domestic kitten.

She picked a seat on the other side of Xia Zhitao, sat down with ease, swayed her legs, and said carelessly: "Then the leader, how did you get here?"

Xia Zhitao remembered that after leaving the Demon Forest, Zhang Kuang caught up and said that she would rest in a nearby town for a while, and then return to Qiling Mountain to recuperate.

She thought that the other party had already left. It wasn't until she contacted Zhang Kuang through spiritual knowledge that she guessed that the other party hadn't left at all, but was trapped in a fantasy by Qin Shu.

Xia Zhitao felt uneasy, worried about Zhang Kuang's wounds all over his body, and said, "How long have you been here?"

"Five or six days?" Zhang Kuang thought about it, and said slowly, "I don't remember."

Zhang Kuang didn't hide it, and said frankly: "After the demon forest, I chose a remote town near Baihetang, thinking of stopping and resting for a while, but when I was bearing fruit, I became dizzy, and I woke up here."

The blood was sticking to the skin, feeling a little uncomfortable, frowning arrogantly and uncomfortably, he raised his hand and wiped his eyes with his black sleeve.

Little did they know that the cuffs were already soaked with blood, but with a light wipe, the white jade-like face turned red a lot.

Xia Zhitao saw that it was shocking, and stammered: "Zhang, Zhang Kuang! Just don't move—"

Zhang Kuang turned to look at her with a confused face: "?"

Jin Li was also shocked, and she lowered her voice very softly, fearing that the leader would be broken all of a sudden, she said cautiously: "Master leader, are your wounds alright?"

Zhang Kuang raised his hand to touch his cheek, and saw that his fair fingertips were stained a little red, and he understood, "What's the matter, what a fuss."

"Don't worry. I'm not a clay bodhisattva, or a porcelain doll," Zhang Kuang said calmly, "Compared to the time in Suomolou, this little injury is really nothing."

All the blood spilled into the black clothes, and the wounds were tightly blocked. In fact, the two of them couldn't see how many injuries Zhang Kuang had suffered, and how heavy the wounds were. They could only guess from their expressions.

But although Zhang Kuang is extremely poor in acting, he is extremely indifferent to injuries and bleeding, and is most used to hiding his pain.

Xia Zhitao stared at her for a while, but the other party's expression was frank, and she seemed to be in a good mood as she twirled a petal with her fingertips.

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Qin Zhi was the most meticulous and cautious in his work, laying out the arrangements layer by layer, and chatted with Zheng Luoyi for a long time, wishing to tell all the situations of each disciple.

Zheng Luoyi wrote down everything one by one, and filled two or three scrolls. Qin Zhi was still not at ease, so he read it again himself, annotated a few places, and then handed it back to Zheng Luoyi.

After explaining the matter, Qin Zhi breathed a long breath as if relieved of a heavy burden, and his expression relaxed a lot.She raised her hand and rolled up her long hair, and smiled once in a while: "I will trouble you, junior brother."

Zheng Luoyi put away the scroll carefully, with a look of reluctance, and solemnly said: "Master Qin Feng, you must rest assured."

Qin Zhisu was used to being straightforward, and he didn't know how to say hurtful words.She turned her head awkwardly, just in time to see three girls sitting in a row, all of them looked over, staggering: "What are you doing?"

Jin Li blinked and asked curiously, "Master Qin, why are you with the leader?"

"Wait a moment, I'm not with her," Qin Zhi shrugged, "I happened to bump into her on the way, and she followed her."

Zhang Kuang choked for a bit, read a few unintelligible words brokenly, held back for a while, but he still couldn't hold back, and said angrily, "Aren't you from the Baihe clan?"

"I was beaten so badly by the inner demon, I finally got rid of that guy, I thought I could get out of the formation by following you."

Zhang Kuang held Xia Zhitao and stuffed her handkerchief, silently wiped his cheeks, and said dejectedly, "You have made a detour, and you actually brought me back..."

She looked listless, like a wilted little flower, and her voice was lazy, which sounded a little soft for no reason.

It may be because of the 800-meter filter, Xia Zhitao heard her small voice, no matter how cute it was, she reached out to touch her long black hair, and said in relief, "Okay, I'm fine now."

Zhang Kuang let her rub it obediently, hugged his arms without making a sound, and gave Qin Zhi a glance, but he really didn't have the aura of the leader of the Demon Cult, and if it spread, it might damage his reputation.

"Even though I'm already a dead person, I don't have the right to speak, but compared to being imprisoned in the white crane illusion forever," Qin Zhi paused, "I'd rather lose my soul."

Qin Zhisong folded his arms loosely, glanced coldly at Zhang Kuang, and added: "Besides, as the peak leader in front of Yashan Mountain, I can't be with the leader of the Demon Cult."

Zhang Kuang's eyes froze, Wu Mo's eyes narrowed a little, his voice was flat and emotionless: "Do you really think that I am willing to go with you?"

As she said that, she stood up slowly, with a little awkward movement, she clenched the neckline of the black robe with her five fingers, and turned her head to leave.

Xia Zhitao was quick-sighted, grabbed her black robe, and held onto her tightly, trying to pull Zhang Kuang back: "Wait a minute, wait a minute."

Zhang Kuang was pulled down by her, so he stopped, obediently waiting for her to speak, his dark eyes were covered with mist, and he looked aggrieved: "I..."

Xia Zhitao stood up, she let go of her five fingers, let the black robe hang down gently, stretched her arms around her waist, and hugged Zhang Kuang in her arms from behind.

Zhang Kuang is tall, with sharp edges and corners, and it is not very comfortable to hold. Xia Zhitao pressed his thin back, leaned his head gently, and coaxed softly: "Don't go."

Her voice was like a soft cloud, surrounded by the warm wind, turned several turns, and fell softly into the pinna.

"Ignore what Master said, we won't go with her," Xia Zhitao said softly, "I don't despise you."

"Come with me, okay?"

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①: From the "Diamond Sutra" "All appearances are false. If you see all appearances and non-appearances, you will see the Tathagata."