The villain is soft and clingy [Transmigration Book]

In all fairness, Zhang Kuang thought that he had given Qian Ren a little face, at least he had left some strength in his hand.

Otherwise, if she strikes with all her strength, not only the weapons store, but even half of the Xijiang Canal will be directly blasted away.

But be merciful, be merciful,

Liu Ling still fell badly.

She fell down in the knife shop, her collar was cut a few times by the sharp cold blade, she looked at the whole person in a state of distress, and she didn't have any dignity of the young master Qian Renmae.

Zhang Kuang stretched out his hand to pull his sleeves a little tighter, and his long black hair was loosely wrapped with a strand of black silk, hanging softly behind him.

Different from Zhang Lan's weak spirit blade before, Cai Cai's blow just now was at least hundreds of times more powerful. The black mist covered the clouds and covered the sun, flying sand and turning stones all over his body, as if the city was about to be demolished.

Coupled with the iconic three-piece black-clothed and black-haired animal-tooth necklace, a fool would not recognize that this is the legendary leader of the Demon Cult.

Zhang Kuang leisurely walked a few steps closer, looked down at Liu Ling rather condescendingly, and said unhurriedly, "Are you looking for me?"

Liu Ling straightened up staggeringly, the bones all over her body ached from the fall.She clutched her aching elbow, stepped on the blade of the deep purple leather boots on the ground, frowned and gave Zhang Kuang a look, and said, "You—"

She suddenly looked a little puzzled, looked at Zhang Kuang repeatedly, and said: "You are not Zhang Kuang."

Liu Ling was surprised and said: "I met you once when I was in Youzhou. You are from Yashan, Miss Xia's colleague in white. Why are you in the inn that I don't know?"

She felt that her view of the world had been impacted. She first looked at Zhang Kuang's black clothes, and then at the mess behind her. She was completely shocked: "What's going on here?"

"I did meet you once before in Youzhou," Zhang Kuang muttered, "Why, I'm not allowed to wear white clothes?"

Liu Ling couldn't believe it, and said in amazement: "No, this—are you crazy, who are you?!"

I don't know that all the information in the pavilion has been checked by a special person, and there are very few mistakes. However, Zhengdao regards Zhang Kuang as a scourge, and he must bite him every time he meets him. How could she be with Yashan?

The more Liu Ling thought about it, the more confused she became, and she was about to faint.

Zhang Kuang didn't bother to pay attention to her, he turned his head and saw Xia Zhitao standing not far away, hurriedly ran over with small steps, and said, "Zhitao."

This person cut the number really fast, after all, Zhang Lan disappeared less than a couple of days ago, and the leader had already rushed to the street to beat people.

Xia Zhitao smiled and said, "I didn't expect you to be here, why did you suddenly want to come here?"

Zhang Kuang didn't intend to hide anything, and replied honestly: "I arrived two days ago, no one called me, I just wanted to come here on my own."

Xia Zhitao thought about it for a moment, and then went back two days ago. Was it just the time when Jun Yuehou gave the order to let the three peak masters choose disciples to go to Zhujian Villa together.

It seems that after Zhang Lan learned that she was going to Zhujian Villa with her, she sneaked over as the leader in advance, and she might have been hiding for the past few days, just in case.

But unfortunately, Zhang Kuang not only made Qian Renjiao's eyeliner notice his whereabouts, but also let Shi Zhige identify him.As a last resort, he was exposed directly in the street, and by the way, he beat Liu Ling for revenge.

Zhang Kuang said regretfully: "I have learned my lesson this time, and added another ten layers to the power fence, but somehow, it was discovered by Shi Zhige."

Xia Zhitao sighed inwardly.

This is not a question of how many layers to add to the power fence, let alone twenty layers of black gauze, even a hundred layers of black gauze, I am afraid that Zhang Kuang can be recognized.

"It's great that the trustworthy leader is here," Jin Li said happily, "Why are we still following Young Master Liu? Follow the leader!"

Seeing that the other party is so knowledgeable about current affairs, Zhang Kuang was very satisfied, and echoed Jin Li and said, "Where are you going? I will follow you."

Liu Ling: "?"

The situation was completely out of control, she just obtained the arrogant position from the Unknown Pavilion, and as a result, the black-clothed woman who was suspected of being the 'Devil Sect Leader' beat herself up hard the first time she met her.

Everyone knows that Zhang Kuang's temperament is unpredictable, but she has never heard of Zhang Kuang's past dealings with Yashan, let alone obeying and answering every question to a Golden Core cultivator.

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After all, the streets are crowded with people, arrogant and high-profile, so it is unavoidable to be a little unsafe.

Without the slightest hesitation, Xia Zhitao casually stuffed a dozen silver baht into the head of the weapons shop hiding under the table, and left the street with a few people.

Leaving the inhabited place, the lush foliage blocks the sunlight, and there are only a few cicadas chirping in the surroundings. In addition to the overwhelming restrictions set by someone, it is really a good place to talk.

"Why did this person follow along?"

Zhang Kuang looked at Liu Ling at the side, his voice was a bit aggrieved, and he said unwillingly: "I will protect you, it's her turn."

Liu Ling looked a little embarrassed at this moment, her neatly tied long hair was scattered on her shoulders, the purple butterfly hairpin was crooked, and her clothes were cut several times.

She looked complicated, and said: "Are you really crazy? The leader of the Demon Cult in Qiling?"

Zhang Kuang glanced at her, and asked back: "So what if it is, so what if it's not?"

Liu Ling remained silent, but unconsciously gathered her clothes tightly with five fingers, lowered her head and looked at the ground, hiding her frustrated eyes.

As the young master of Qianren Mace, although she is not invincible in all battles, she is also proud and arrogant. Relying on her own aptitude to succeed as a young man, she has never fallen into such a state of embarrassment.

Originally, I always felt that it was unfair for Zhang Kuangguan to go against the way of the first place, but I was always not convinced in private, thinking that Qianren mace could be ranked first.But today, after a comparison, I realized that my vision is narrow and I have a high self-esteem.

She tried her best to fight back, but Zhang Kuang only used one false blow to defeat all the purple butterflies, and blasted herself more than ten feet away.

Although she was quite unwilling in her heart, but with such a huge disparity in strength, she had to admit that she was completely defeated and lost in a complete mess.

In just a short while, Liu Ling had all sorts of thoughts in her mind, and Zhang Kuang stood aside lazily, and said, "I heard that Qianren Mace is looking for me?"

She sneered, and said: "I don't know what Qian Ren's mace has buried so many eyeliners in order to find me; and what kind of calculations you have in mind, I have no interest in it."

Zhang Kuang weighed a petal with his five fingers, and said casually: "But I advise you to spare your life, put away any small thoughts, and don't get in the way of my affairs."

Her voice was very soft, but her momentum was heavily suppressed, hitting her heart like a rock.

Liu Ling's words stuck in her throat, and she swallowed them back forcefully. She bit her pale lower lip with a bit of crimson, her fingers clenched tight.

Seeing this, Xia Zhitao hurriedly came over to smooth things over, winked at Zhang Kuang, and said with a smile, "Master, the leader came all the way here, but what's the matter?"

Facts have proved that in front of Xia Zhitao, Zhang Kuang can't last more than three seconds.

She just glanced at the other party with a smile, Zhang Kuang didn't care about scaring Liu Ling, and approached her carefully like a small animal, happily leaning against her.

"What's the matter, I just talk nonsense. There are no one looking for me, and I often panic when I'm idle."

Zhang Kuang said softly: "If you don't find it troublesome or getting in the way, I will follow you, and I can help you a little at ordinary times."

Liu Ling: "..."

Where is the arrogant leader of the Demon Cult who spoke harshly with a cold face just now? Can anyone explain to me who this eager-eyed kid is now? !

Before Xia Zhitao replied, Jin Li approached cheerfully, and said shamelessly: "We want to buy information in Unknown Pavilion, and we will get more than [-] gold plants. Do you have any, Master Leader?"

Zhang Kuang nodded: "Yes."

"However, I came out in a hurry before, so I didn't bring enough." Zhang Kuang thought for a moment, then whispered, "Actually, if you go to the Unknown Pavilion, just selling a few pieces of information about me should be enough."

Jin Li didn't understand all of a sudden, and asked a little blankly, "What do you mean?"

Zhang Kuang said: "Although I don't know why, but I don't know that the cabinet charges all the news about me at a high price. A little thing can be sold for tens of thousands of gold baht, which is quite valuable."

"What do you think about all day long?" Xia Zhitao glanced at her and said, "Can we still sell you?"

Zhang Kuang tilted his head to look at her, his soft and long hair cut the sunlight so that it fell into the dark black pupils, and painted the outline of her eyebrows with a layer of golden light.

"Since Jianjian Villa is hindered by ten thousand gold, we must be guilty of not knowing the news of the Pavilion." Xia Zhitao thought, "We don't have to go this way."

She said: "The way of heaven is beautiful, and it is not leaked. No matter how careful they are, it is impossible to put everything aside. There will definitely be mistakes."

Zhang Kuang said: "I listen to you."

Liu Ling: "..."

"If it wasn't for your tragic defeat just now," Liu Ling stood aside with her arms folded, her expression very complicated, "I wouldn't believe that you are really the leader of the Demon Cult."

Zhang Kuang couldn't deny it, she turned her head slightly, leaned half against the tree, with a few petals between her five fingers, and said softly: "It's just a false name, what's the difference between true and false."

"Besides, you don't hesitate to marry the person you hate just for revenge," Zhang Kuang said calmly, "How many identities are you allowed?"

Liu Ling laughed and said, "Yes."

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Although the leader was very considerate and wanted them to go to the Unknown Pavilion to sell their news to make money, Xia Zhitao justly refused.

Even if it seems inconspicuous and insignificant, if it is put into the huge information network of Zhizhi Pavilion, it is very likely that countless secrets will be drawn out like a spider web, and it may even endanger the safety of the leader.

Therefore, it is absolutely impossible to sell information. If you don’t have enough money, you can only abandon it and find another way.

But what the three of them didn't expect was that Liu Ling didn't care about being beaten up by Zhang Kuang before, and offered to help investigate the matter of sword casting.

"I was so rude before," Liu Ling said, shaking the blade in her hand, "Qian Ren Mae doesn't want to be an enemy of Qi Ling, I buried my eyes to find you for some personal matters."

Zhang Kuang said: "Oh, I won't help."

Liu Ling: "..."

She took a deep breath and said, "The two young girls from Yashan came here to make swords. I'll take you back to Qianren mace stronghold. Maybe our eyeliner will have clues about sword making."

"However," Liu Ling changed the subject, "The two masters of Jianjian were killed quietly, but they were able to retreat under the guards of Jianzhuang's many guards and countless sword spirits. There are very few."

She didn't hide it anymore, and confronted Zhang Kuang in front of Xia Zhitao and Jin Li: "You really didn't do it?"

Zhang Kuang was so wronged, he said: "It's not me!"

"In the few days when Zhujian Zhuangzhu was killed, I was not in the water town at all, but near the demon forest thousands of miles away. I came here after hearing about the incident."

She was a little aggrieved, and muttered: "I have no grievances or enmity with Jianjian, even if I don't like them, I just razed them to the ground and wiped them out. Why bother sneaking into the villa to assassinate them."

Liu Ling: "...that's the reason."

Liu Ling didn't say at the end what Qian Ren's mace was looking for in order to find Zhang Kuang, but silently contributed two human, skin, masks, and asked Xia Zhitao and Jin Li to change into black clothes and masks and follow her.

The mask was close to the skin, and there was a strange stuffy feeling. Xia Zhitao raised his hand to touch it, always feeling a little uncomfortable.

Seeing that the other party was slightly uncomfortable, Zhang Kuang took out the fence hung with twenty layers of black gauze very graciously. Xia Zhitao couldn't laugh or cry, and politely refused.

Not to mention the slightly hot summer weather, these twenty layers of black gauze are covered one after another, wrapping people like a black rice dumpling, and walking on the street may become the focus of everyone.

"Yashan is always light-colored," Jin Li tugged at the skirt of his clothes, and said cheerfully, "Actually, the black clothes are very handsome! Isn't it!"

Zhang Kuang said: "Zhitao looks good in anything."

Jin Li didn't feel uncomfortable with the mask, she spun around a few times in good spirits, pushed Xia Zhitao with her elbow, and said, "Look, we look alike, don't we look like the little boy from the Devil's Cult?"

Xia Zhitao laughed, cleared her throat on purpose, and said to Zhang Kuang: "My lord, where are we going?"

Zhang Kuang hurriedly said, "You don't need to say that."

She whispered: "If you want, I can give you the position of leader. Anyway, Qiling is full of fights and I am the only one. I have the final say on more than a dozen halls. There are not many people in the world who can stop me."

Liu Ling: "..."

Before, he complained that Liu Ling, the young master of the thousand, was too casual, and the position of the king of Hades of the Qianren mace was given as if he wanted it wholesale, but now Zhang Kuang is even better, even dare to give away the position of the leader directly.

Jin Li stuck out her tongue and said, "Sister Zhang, you are really unprincipled. This is the number one leader of anti-Taoism, so you will be called Lord Xia in the future!"

Xia Zhitao staggered: "Don't do it."

She is an inconspicuous little Jindan monk who is in danger of being cannon fodder at any time. If she really wants to give her the position of leader, let alone whether she can hold it, I am afraid that the dozen or so hills in Qiling will be counted on the first day of taking office. fall.

Standing in front of her, Zhang Kuang looked at her curiously, and said in a low voice, "There is no slight resemblance in the face. If I didn't know it was Zhitao, I really wouldn't recognize it."

Xia Zhitao smiled and said, "What about the voice?"

Zhang Kuang nodded, and said: "The voice can be heard, but with an unfamiliar face on it, I always feel a little weird."

"You were [-] times prettier than this before," Zhang Kuang said seriously, not forgetting to turn his back on Liu Ling, "Young Master Liu, how did you find the mask? It's an insult to Zhitao's beauty."

Liu Ling: "...you do me a favor, shut up."

Liu Ling was exhausted physically and mentally. If she hadn't been completely unable to beat Zhang Kuang and could only be beaten on the ground by the opponent, she had to rush forward and gag the opponent's mouth, so as to leave a bit of mystery about the leader of the Demon Cult.

They walked out of the woods, Liu Ling and Zhang Kuang didn't try to hide it, but the moment they appeared on the street, there was no one around the river, they didn't even care about the boat, and they all went home to take refuge with closed windows and doors.

The entire street was empty, and the cold wind rolled over the water vapor, covering the green bricks and stones with a bit of coolness.

Liu Ling whistled, put her hands behind her head leisurely, and said, "It's quite sensible, I don't need to do it myself."

Outside a well-decorated inn at the end of the street, several skeleton carriages were parked arrogantly, and there were several black-clothed apostles guarding the gate of the inn. After seeing Liu Ling, they knelt down respectfully .

The black clothes hung down his wrists, covering his pale skin covered with black lines. The apostle said hoarsely, "Young Master."

As soon as Liu Ling waved her hand, the kneeling apostle stood up, bowed his head respectfully, and opened the wooden door of the inn for them.

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Qianren Mace was really arrogant, knowing that Yashan sent someone to Zhujian Villa not far away, but still occupied the entire inn in such a domineering manner.

Not only was the entrance blocked by carriages and apostles, but there were also many apostles standing in the hall, and the former shopkeepers waited on everyone tremblingly, not daring to show their air.

"Why take up the entire inn," Jin Li puzzled, "You only have about twenty people, and it's not like you can't afford the rent."

Liu Ling glanced at her: "The reputation of anti-Taoism is notoriously evil, cruel and heartless, so why do you have to follow the rules?"

The three of them were led into the hall by the apostles, and an old man with a sigh and a sad face sat in the middle.

After he saw Liu Ling, he scolded all over his face: "Grandma, where have you been?!"

"Old Wuyan—"

Liu Ling was interrupted by the old man just halfway through her speech, and reprimanded involuntarily: "When you are young, you will just run after a mortal girl every day. Before that, you wanted to marry a jerk for no reason. What are you thinking?"

"I'm getting old, and I took great pains to help you hide it from the mace owner. Finally, I broke the man's leg and threw it away, and then called a group of people to the water town?"

Old Wuyan hated that iron cannot be made into steel, and said sadly: "Do you know that Yashan is nearby, and the Qianren mace ring is about to open, can you save yourself—"

A lot of chatter was thrown down, Liu Ling's complexion was ashen, she reached out to pat the table, stopped the old man's words with a "bang", and said impatiently: "Have you said enough!!"

Only then did Old Wuyan shut up resentfully.

He picked up the teacup on the table and took a sip angrily, then turned his attention to the other three people and said, "Who are these?"

Liu Ling reluctantly stood aside, revealing the three people who were all dressed in black behind her back, pointing casually in the middle with her hand, and said: "The leader of the Demon Cult, you are arrogant."

Zhang Kuang said: "Hello."

"Ah?!" Elder Wu Yan panicked, staggered and almost fell off the chair, but was supported by several apostles tremblingly.

"My aunt, who did you bring?!"

Regardless of just losing his composure, he immediately stood up straight, and said in a panic, "Did you really find the leader of the Demon Cult? Quick, hurry up and call the mace leader over..."

"What are you shouting for? Didn't the old man go to the Demon Realm? The message was blocked by the barrier and couldn't pass through. Can you destroy all the seals of the six lines in an instant?"

Liu Ling said unhappily: "Before I sent a letter to ask you to investigate Zhujian Villa, what clue did the eyeliner bring back?"

Mr. Wuyan carefully looked at Zhang Kuang several times, and saw that the other party was just standing there calmly, not intending to make a move, so he relaxed a little from his tense nerves.

"Check it out as you wish."

Elder Wu Yan supported the wooden table, and said slowly: "Don't tell me, the Righteous Way Alliance buried this news to death, and I also spent a lot of effort to dig out some of the buried things."

What Zhang Lan said was not wrong at all. There are really five owners in Zhujian Villa. According to the sword casting process, it is divided into five items: "form making, metallurgy, smelting, casting, and repairing".

They are all half-brothers, they support each other, there are very few disputes among the five, and the relationship between the brothers is particularly good.

And just 15 years ago, the father of the five brothers died on the sick bed and handed over the villa to the five brothers.

Originally it was just an ordinary alternation of rights, but the strange thing is that just three days after the previous owner passed away, the eldest son in charge of "controlling the norms" inexplicably entered his body with a sword, and he didn't go crazy, killing several people in the villa one after another. Servant maid.

The other four brothers had no choice but to kill the irrational elder brother with the help of the Righteous Path Alliance.In order to commemorate the eldest son, his remains were buried in the sword burial mound behind Jianzhuang.

"But from my point of view, this pretext of becoming obsessed is so ridiculous that it makes people laugh!"

Old Wuyan sneered and said: "After the four brothers buried the elder brother, less than a year later, the wife of the eldest son died of illness, and the whereabouts of the only daughter were unknown, and all the servants who had served him could not escape. They either died violently on the street, or Died an untimely death."

"The few who survived by luck were crazy, stupid, and were driven out of the city by Jianzhuang," Wuyan veteran put down the tea cup and pointed out a clue to everyone.

"——If you really don't give up, you can go to the cemetery outside the city and have a look. There are a lot of displaced and homeless people gathered there."

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As the name suggests, the mass graves are places where corpses are piled up and people without names and surnames are buried.

When the few people arrived, they saw devastation everywhere, the gloomy atmosphere around them, the northern mansions, all the tombs and wooden mausoleums that were left unattended and worshiped and cleaned.

But in this desolate and terrifying place where not a single blade of grass grows, there are actually quite a few beggars gathered. They all sit on the ground and sleep on the grave, as if they don't care that it is a random grave.

Jin Li was a little timid, hid a little behind Xia Zhitao, and whispered: "Why would anyone want to sleep here?"

"As the saying goes, 'It's better to sleep in a lonely grave than in a temple', there is some truth in it," Xia Zhitao said softly, "The random graveyard may seem scary, but it may be safer than it."

It's hard to believe that there is such a desolate and terrifying place outside the beautiful Eastern Region city.The four of them stepped on the rotting soil and walked deep into the chaotic mound.

Grave mounds can be seen everywhere, some new and some old, and the people lying around did not respond to their arrival, staring blankly at the sky, not knowing whether they were dead or hanging their last breath.

"How to find this?"

Zhang Kuang was a little worried, even Liu Ling shook her head, frowned and said, "Even if I can find it, I probably won't be able to ask anything."

A piece of clear petal was blown by the withered wind, it fell softly in front of Zhang Kuang, and she picked it up with her fingertips.

"I didn't find any trace of spiritual energy," Zhang Kuang turned to look at the crowd, and suggested, "Why don't you go back to the city and look for it?"

Although the sudden interruption of the clues makes people feel a little unwilling, but there is no other way at the moment, so they can only go back for the time being.

But when everyone walked back a few steps, the drunk man lying on the side of the road holding the wine jar suddenly stood up staggeringly, blocking the way of the four of them.

A scar was cut from the corner of the forehead, cutting off the pupil of the right eye, and he used the only eyeball to stare at Zhang Kuang, with a hoarse and turbid voice:

"... the leader of the Demon Cult?"

The author has something to say: Zhang Kuang: From the Monster Beast Forest to the White Crane Illusion, from the Blood Pond of the Yang Family to the Yellow Sand Desert, and now that Luan Graves have come out, why is the place where I date Zhitao every time, a little weird.