The villain is soft and clingy [Transmigration Book]

Zhang Kuang glanced at him, the tense look on his face was relieved immediately, he stood lazily on the spot, and said, "Who am I?"

Mozun jumped down from the giant axe. He was not tall, and standing in front of the giant axe, he looked even smaller and inconspicuous.

He was born handsome and handsome, dressed in black robes, with black hair tied high, dignified and elegant, like a young master who was raised in a heap of gold and jade.

The young master was in high spirits, he waved his hands vigorously at everyone, and said excitedly: "Crazy girl! Have you made new friends?"

With a clear voice, he shouted: "How are you all! My name is Jiang Yike, my name is Jiuli, and my name is Lord Jiuli. I am in command of the northern and southern worlds of the Demon Realm. I am 15 years old this year. I have no relatives or partners. The only friend I have is the Demon Cult." Hierarch, my favorite thing to eat is candied haws—"

Zhang Kuang said: "Okay, shut up."

Jiang Jiuli said aggrievedly: "Why are you interrupting me? You people in the human world say that first impressions are very important, and I have been preparing for this for a long time."

"...No need." Zhang Kuang shrugged, walked lightly and steadily, passed the dumbfounded Yashan people, and shook Jiang Jiuli's wrist, "By the way, come and help me."

Jiang Jiuli took a closer look, was amused, and patted the handle of the ax and laughed loudly: "Feng Shui turns, I said, why did you suddenly tear up the black talisman I gave you, it turned out that you were tricked hahahahaha."

"Are you still making trouble?" Zhang Kuang said angrily, "What are you laughing at, come and help!"

Looking at him, Zhang Kuang became angry, and wanted to collect a piece of flower petals and throw them over, but only a couple of auras spewed out from his fingertips, sparse, not to mention killing the Demon Lord, a pot of water wouldn't boil.

Jiang Jiuli smiled for a while, then walked over with a sloppy pace, and stood with Zhang Kuang, studying the black stone handcuffs carefully.

Everyone in Yashan never expected that one is the leader of the demon sect, the other is the lord of the demon world, two villain bosses who frightened the righteous way and turned their faces when they talked about it, unexpectedly appeared in front of them at the same time.

And it seems that Zhang Kuang tore the black spell before it was given by Jiang Jiuli, the demon king. The relationship between the two is quite good, and they discussed in a harmonious atmosphere-did the handcuffs be smashed, blown up, or roasted.

Jin Li tugged at Xia Zhitao's sleeve, leaned into her ear and whispered, "Come on, that cute kid is actually the legendary demon king?!"

Xia Zhitao said blankly, "...I don't believe it either."

The demon world and the human world have been separated by a barrier of heaven and earth since ancient times. Only those with high morals can come and go freely. There are many branches in the human world, including races, fairies, demon races, etc., and the demon world is extremely harsh because of the environment. The clan survived.

But even though the name has the word "devil" in it, Zhang Kuang is completely different from Jiang Jiuli.Although her origin is unknown, she is an authentic spiritual practitioner. Qiling Mountain is also located in the Western Region of the Human World, so there is just a "demon cult" gimmick.

On the contrary, Jiang Jiuli is the only son of the Demon Lord of the Southern Realm, with a pure blood of the Demon Race. He grew up in the Demon Realm since he was a child, so he naturally cultivated the methods of the Demon Realm.

Jiang Jiuli carefully looked at Zhang Kuang's wrist, tapped the black stone twice with his fingers, and said in disbelief, "What kind of thing can trap you?"

"Mo... What kind of stone, I forgot." Zhang Kuang said, "I haven't broken it after smashing it for a long time."

Jiang Jiuli grinned, with a small dimple on his right cheek, and said proudly: "Don't worry! Brother Jiang covers you!!"

The young boy looked frail, slender and petite. Unexpectedly, with his sleeves rolled up, his muscles and bones were extremely well-proportioned. His lines were slightly raised, full of strength.

But the strange thing is that his arm is full of healing scars, varying in size and depth, covering every inch of skin, extending to the rolled up black cuffs.

Jiang Jiuli reached out and grabbed both ends of the handcuffs. With all his strength, he clattered and pulled for a long time, but the Heishi handcuffs did not move at all, and Zhang Kuang was almost torn apart by him.

"Take it easy!" Zhang Kuang said angrily, "This is my real body!"

"I said why are the black pupils? Don't you usually run around in a spirit body, your eyes are like amber." Jiang Jiuli said in surprise, "Today, on a whim, you suddenly used your real body?"

Zhang Kuang felt a bit guilty: "...Cough, this one, the situation is special..."

Jiang Jiuli didn't care too much about the other party's perfunctory, patted her on the shoulder, and vowed: "I will break it open for you today, or I will write the word Jiang upside down!"

As he spoke, he pulled up the chain, bit it with his white teeth, and gritted his teeth hard twice, then said with a mournful face, "I can't stop biting!"

Zhang Kuang knocked him on the head with his elbow, and said angrily, "You use that ax to cut vegetables and fruits? Put it as a flower?"

Jiang Jiuli rubbed his sore cheeks, and said, "Wait a minute, I'll drag you over."

He took a few steps and ran over, holding the pitch-black axe with his backhand, sparks and lightning all the way, dragged towards Zhang Kuang with "clang clang clang clang", and shouted from a long distance: "Stand still, I'll strike with an axe!"

Zhang Kuang glanced at the edge of the cold blade, facing the ferocious relief on the axe, couldn't help being silent for a moment, with a questioning look on his face, he reluctantly said:

"...you be careful."

Jiang Jiuli tossed the ax twice, made a start, and said, "Don't worry, my head has always been very good."

Xia Zhitao was shocked. She knew that both of them were well-known villain bosses, but Zhang Kuang's body was weak and his aura was damaged right now. What if the ax accidentally threw the ax off sight and cut him in two?

The more she thought about it, the more frightening she became, she panicked immediately, and she couldn't care less, she stood in front of Zhang Kuang without any explanation, and said, "Wait a minute!"

Jiang Jiuli really stopped, and kindly reminded: "My friend, let me go, I can't hit it."

"Master Mozun, I think this matter needs to be discussed," Xia Zhitao pressed Zhang Kuang, and said, "There should be other solutions. According to the current situation of the leader, throwing an ax is still too dangerous."

Zhang Kuang quietly moved towards her, seeing that Xia Zhitao didn't respond.She quietly moved over a little bit, with a cheerful expression, and her voice softened a bit: "Well, what Zhitao said is right."

Jiang Jiuli thought about it for a moment, and was very embarrassed: "If you can't throw an axe, what should you do? How about I give you some magic energy?"

Zhang Kuang said helplessly: "...do you want me to die?"

Spiritual energy and demonic energy are incompatible with each other. The more refined and pure the spiritual energy is, the less it can tolerate a trace of magical energy entering the body.

Jiang Jiuli was at a loss, and finally Zheng Luoyi walked a few steps closer, and said softly: "The silent spirit stone was excavated from the Wanyuan Cave, and what is suppressed is only the movement of spiritual power. If it is repelled by demonic energy, it should be untied."

Xia Zhitao had to sigh, Zheng Luoyi had a strong mentality, he even accepted the strange situation that the leader and Mozun were friends, and was even willing to help...

Although he was being hit repeatedly like this, constantly refreshing his world view, his expression was tired, and he looked really haggard.

After Zhang Kuang agreed, Jiang Jiuli handcuffed five fingers on the black stone, and weak magic energy flowed out from the fingertips, entwining the silent black stone.

With a soft "click", the black stone handcuffs instantly shattered and exploded into powder from between the wrists.

Zhang Kuang was hit by the airflow, his body was unstable, he staggered two steps backwards, almost fell precariously.

Xia Zhitao quickly reached out to support her, and Zhang Kuang half leaned on her shoulder, his face was pale, the color on his lips was gone, and he said in a trembling voice: "Jiang Jiuli! Are you going to kill me?!"

"This deity has done his best, please be careful and restrain your strength!" Jiang Jiuli said in horror, "Hey, are you really okay?"

Zhang Kuang wiped away the blood and said, "I can't die."

Jiang Jiuli rested his elbows on the handle of the axe, stood slantedly, and said in a melancholy voice, "Crazy, I think back in those days when the flower fields were under the moonlight and the spring breeze was blowing, you and I walked by the lakeside of the Demon Realm..."

Seeing that the two have known each other for a long time and behaved familiarly, Xia Zhitao felt a little sore in his heart, as if he had chewed a green fruit, and he couldn't help but start thinking wildly.

The jar of vinegar was about to fall, Jiang Jiuli was heartbroken, and said again: "Back then you could behead ten bloodthirsty pythons with one knife; now let alone beheading people, you are so weak that you can fall down in the wind, it's a shame!"

He sighed: "Crazy girl, you look so weak and weak, how can we fight against the cliffs, how can we tear down the righteous way?"

Zhang Kuang said coldly: "Well, it seems that you don't want any more than a dozen halls in the Demon Realm, and want to sleep in the rubble and experience the suffering of the Demon Realm?"

Xia Zhitao: "..."

Sure enough, the daily life of Taoists and the entertainment of bosses are different. The lines between the sentences are full of violent elements, which is not something that a small character like her can casually estimate.

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Zhang Kuang's face was pale, and he leaned half on Xia Zhitao's shoulder.Jiang Jiuli shrugged and stretched out his arm to pull her, while the other party held his arm and borrowed his strength.

Zhang Kuang was still a little unsteady on his feet, his brows were tightly furrowed, his head was lowered, and he coughed several times tremblingly.

Jiang Jiuli patted her on the shoulder, took out a candied haws, handed it to Zhang Kuang, and said generously, "Come, please eat the candied haws."

Zhang Kuang lightly clutched his ribs, holding the candied haws in his other hand, with a weary expression, he said weakly, "I have to go back to Qiling."

Jiang Jiuli said: "Okay, anyway, I've been busy lately, so we happened to drop by, and we can go to Anci's to buy glutinous rice cakes later, as well as ginger syrup from West Street. Last time you bought three boxes of Frosted Sugar Cakes. It's in stock..."

Zhang Kuang was obviously a little excited, his dark eyes lit up, he glanced at Xia Zhitao calmly, and restrained himself: "Let's discuss again."

Jiang Jiuli turned the huge ax across, Zhang Kuang suddenly remembered something, walked to Zheng Luoyi's side, weighed a slender feather between his five fingers, and shook it calmly.

"--You're welcome."

Zhang Kuang threw the feather into his hand, and said lazily: "It's been too long, her soul has already dissipated, and I exhausted all my spiritual power to seal it in the illusion."

Zheng Luo Yi was stunned for a long while before realizing belatedly what the feather that Zhang Kuang handed him meant.

His five fingers trembled, his voice was slightly unsteady, and he said: "My lord, Senior Sister Qin... I don't want to thank you for your kindness... I..."

Zhang Kuang cut him off: "Alright, stop."

She turned her head to look at Xia Zhitao, the corners of her eyes were like crescent moons, slightly bent downwards, she smiled faintly, and said softly: "This is a gift from Tianhua."

... Tin flower?

Xia Zhitao was stunned, and subconsciously thought that the demon had occupied Zhang Kuang's consciousness, and looked at her with uneasy eyes.

Zhang Kuang seemed to see that she was worried, and hurriedly explained: "It's not what you think, the inner demon is my obsession."

The long eyelashes drooped slightly, casting scattered shadows, and she said softly: "The demons are formed by the illusion, and after the illusion collapses, they will come back."

So, she vaguely remembered something.

I remember the gentle smile of the other party, the touch of fingertips caressing the ears, and the little tin flower that burned like a flame and was pinned in her hair.

Jiang Jiuli watched from the side, poking his head curiously. He stared at the slender white feather, and suddenly his eyes widened, showing an expression of sudden realization.

He was surprised and said: "Crazy girl, this one in the feather, is it the one who made you come to the Demon Realm to find me in the middle of the night, drinking and crying and saying that you are so sad that the other party doesn't remember you—"

"Hey hey shut up!!!"

Zhang Kuang panicked, covered Jiang Jiuli's mouth and nose, and buckled his head hard, saying repeatedly: "Jiang Jiuli, I beg you to stop talking nonsense!"

Jiang Jiuli's mouth was covered, and he snorted several times, breaking Zhang Kuang away, and reluctantly said, "Okay, okay."

Zhang Kuang breathed a sigh of relief, fearing that Jiang Jiuli would slip up again, he dragged him away, waved to everyone, and whispered, "See you later."

The two moved very quickly. Zhang Kuang sat on the edge of the giant ax calmly and calmly. Jiang Jiuli stepped on the handle of the ax to control it. A thick black mist rose suddenly, but after a flash, the two disappeared.

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The previous teleportation spell did not send a few people very far, but landed not far away. If Yujian was raised higher, he would be able to see the Baihe Hall shrouded in thick fog.

The white mist was bound by the formation, intertwined with the thick smoke, filled with fire, and overflowing with black and ash, forming a terrifying scene like purgatory.

Qin Lin was weak, and after the teleportation formation took effect, the five people in Yashan including Xia Zhitao woke up, only the young master Baihe frowned and fell silently to the ground.

Jin Li watched Zheng Luo Yi lift Qin Lin into his arms, and then thought about the current situation of Bai Hetang, he couldn't bear it, and said to Xia Zhitao, "Tell me, are there any other Bai He that can escape?"

"It's hard to say. Judging by the layout and thoughtfulness of the person behind Qin Shu, it is difficult for anyone in the White Crane Hall to survive."

Xia Zhitao shook his head, and sighed very softly: "Qin Lin is the only one left in the direct lineage, but he is only three or four years old, and I don't know how to convince the other sects."

But to be honest, she was more worried and arrogant.

Zhang Kuang shouldn't have appeared in the situation set up by that person, but because of himself, he got involved and disrupted the original plan. Not only did he get scars, but he was also very likely to become a thorn in the side and a thorn in the flesh of the people behind him.

Zheng Luoyi and the four rushed back to the cliff overnight. The incident at Baihetang made Zhengdao furious, and immediately sent several major repairs to investigate.

But the people behind the layout are extremely cunning. The reason why Baihetang's eternal formation is famous is that only the Baihe tribe can find the "gate of life", and if other people do not have the soul lamp to lead the way, there is only one way to die in the formation. .

Because of this, several overhaulers could only place restrictions on the surroundings and wait for the formation to fail before entering the White Crane Hall to look for survivors.

But that's all for later. After Xia Zhitao and Jin Li parted, they returned to the familiar Shuijing Peak, and there were already two figures waiting for her in front of the main hall.

Wang Yan ran over excitedly, and his brother Wang Ze followed behind her. He watched his sister run away without a trace, and sighed helplessly.

"Senior Sister Xia! You are finally back!"

Wang Yan was elated, took her by the arm, and said repeatedly: "I heard Senior Sister Lu Guo talk about Baihetang, and I was shocked when I heard it. Fortunately, you are safe and sound."

Xia Zhitao withdrew her arm and smiled helplessly. In order to protect the cute leader, she could only talk nonsense to deal with Wang Yan.

Fortunately, Wang Yan didn't think too much about it, he just thought it was Zheng Luoyi who protected them.And Zheng Luoyi promised Xia Zhitao that she would keep the sect's affairs a little secret and vague the details, which also reassured her a bit.

The little girl always talked a lot, Wang Yan dragged Xia Zhitao to shake, and began to complain about "someone": "Senior Sister, Senior Sister, if you don't come back, I will die of loneliness!"

"Yashan is so big, I only know two girls, you and Zhang Lan," Wang Yan yelled, "As soon as you left, Zhang Lan started to retreat for nearly a month, and never came out at all. !"

Xia Zhitao said "Oh" on the surface, she was so mad that she ran away, she must not be able to come out, it was a good idea to find the reason for the retreat, at least she wanted to be quiet and not be disturbed by others——

"I go to Zhang Lan's closed cave to knock on the door on a regular basis every day," Wang Yan said complacently, "I don't think she can get out!"

Xia Zhitao: "..."

Suddenly, I feel sorry for the leader.

"The most important thing in retreat is to be quiet and quiet, without being disturbed by anyone," Wang Ze rubbed his forehead and said with a headache, "Didn't I tell you, don't disturb others all day long."

Wang Yan curled her lips and said aggrievedly: "I...I just want to talk to someone."

"Where is Zhang Lan now?" Xia Zhitao thought for a moment, wanting to check on the leader's situation, "Is she out now?"

Wang Yan didn't know, but she knew exactly where Zhang Lan was retreating, so she led the two of them there with ease, and finally stopped at the entrance of a rather remote and deserted cave.

"The Shimen is still closed," Wang Yan glanced at him, and said sullenly, "What's the matter with Zhang Lan, Senior Sister Xia, you are back, and you still refuse to come out."

The surroundings of the cave are extremely deserted and deserted, and it is the most remote among all the caves provided for the disciples. If one does not search carefully, one will miss it in the lush forest.

But what is amazing is that although the surroundings of the cave are deserted, there are clusters of small white flowers in the cracks between the blue bricks and stones.

The little flower lit five soft petals, shaking gently in the cold wind, as if it was covered with frost and snow, trembling and pitiful.

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Xia Zhitao stood there for a while, seeing that there was no response from Shimen, and didn't want to disturb Zhang Lan, so she pulled back Wangyan who wanted to knock on the door again, and went back with her brother and sister.

Zheng Luo Yinian and the others were frightened by this, so they negotiated with Master Beard and gave all four disciples including Xia Zhitao a vacation, allowing them not to practice and attend classes.

Xia Zhitao was happy to be at leisure, and rested for more than ten days in a row. She was nestling in her small wooden house and making tea leisurely, but someone knocked on the wooden door.

"Wait a moment."

Xia Zhitao opened the door, and saw Wang Yan standing at the door holding a file, looking at herself expectantly.

"Good afternoon." Xia Zhitao said politely, looked at the file in her arms, and asked casually, "Is there something important to find me?"

Wang Yan chuckled, and said shyly, "It's nothing important, just, I just want to ask Senior Sister if you're free recently?"

She handed the scroll in her arms to Xia Zhitao, wringing her fingers in embarrassment, Nuonuo said: "I, I didn't tell my brother before, and accidentally accepted a high-level task from Yashan."

She was full of expectations, and asked in a low voice: "But I think I may not be able to finish it, so I want to ask you, senior sister, if you would like to go with me?"

Xia Zhitao took the scroll, opened it, looked at it carefully, and said with a smile: "You are only in the Qi refining period, and you still dare to accept the task of Jindan?"

Wang Yan frowned: "Don't tell brother that I lost a bet with a disciple of Zhengxue Peak, so I had to bite the bullet and accept it. I don't know what to do now."

In the Yashan Wanshu Pavilion, some small tasks are often issued to the disciples, most of which are related to the scattered demons and ghosts in the mortal world, and are arranged and issued according to the level of the realm.

The purpose is very simple, no matter how good you practice in Yashan, it's just talk on paper, and this kind of small task that needs to go out of the mountain just gives the disciples a chance to practice.

Disciples can freely receive tasks according to their own needs. If they can complete well, they will be rewarded. At the same time, if the task fails, there will be some small punishments.

"I've read the dossier carefully." Seeing that Xia Zhitao didn't speak, Wang Yan approached cautiously and explained, "It's a rich family's house haunted by ghosts. It shouldn't be difficult to ask Yashan to drive away the dark things, right?"

The dossier was written somewhat briefly, roughly speaking that there was a wealthy family in Youzhou. The couple had just married, and it was the time when their love was like honey and glue like paint, but the new house they bought suddenly started to be haunted.

From the day of the wedding, accidents began to happen frequently in the family house. In the middle of the night, there were bursts of mourning. The housekeeper saw ghosts in white clothes in the corridor, and the furniture fell to the ground for no reason, making people panic and restless.

The newlyweds were tortured so badly that they couldn't sleep peacefully, so they could only send servants to the cliff, hoping that the other party could send someone to deal with the evil.

At first glance, there was nothing wrong with it, it looked like a dossier about an ordinary kid making trouble, but Xia Zhitao glanced again and said, "There is a doubt."

Wang Yan's eyes widened immediately, and she sat on the side attentively, listening carefully to Xia Zhitao's analysis.

"Look, this dossier says that Xie Chong has been making trouble persistently for a long time, with endless tricks, but most of them are little tricks where blood seeps from the eaves and the vase falls."

Xia Zhitao clicked the dossier and said, "Didn't you find it strange that you didn't take any lives for nearly a month, but simply tormented your spirit?"

Wang Yan was a little puzzled: "Maybe it's just a lonely ghost with very weak abilities?"

"If that's the case, find a temple to burn incense sticks, invite people to recite sutras and you'll be done. There is no need to come to Yashan, let alone name the Golden Core cultivators."

Xia Zhitao smiled, and said: "In my opinion, the Yang family must have concealed something, hiding it for fear that others would find out, but they had no choice but to seek help from Yashan."

Wang Yan suddenly realized, and with some interest, he took the file back from Xia Zhitao's hand, read it carefully from beginning to end.

Xia Zhitao took out the map from the drawer, found the location of Youzhou, looked at the various labels drawn on it, and suddenly smiled: "Wangyan, I'll go with you."

Not far from Youzhou, there is a small black dot with two words written in black ink:

——"Qiling"

The author has something to say: [Special guest]

Jiang Jiuli: I have received many test papers and "May Three" from everyone in the comment area of ​​the previous chapter. I am grateful for the love and gratitude. It is none of my business to "accidentally" drop blood into the pool and let the giant python eat it.

【small theater】

Zhang Kuang: The family is not big, only five or six hilltops, more than a dozen halls, and a bunch of treasures from heaven and earth, all of which were saved secretly by the wife.