The villain is soft and clingy [Transmigration Book]

Zhang Lan was very guilty, laughed a few times in embarrassment, let Xia Zhitao pinch her cheek, and whispered: "I... I just strolled around."

She raised her right hand, wrapped several layers of bandages in an extremely perfunctory manner, wrapped crookedly around her five fingers, and even one drooped down.

You can tell by looking at it that it was tied just a few minutes ago, trying to make up the numbers.

"I searched for several clinics, but they almost ran out of bandages," Zhang Lan said nonsense, "so I was delayed for a while."

Xia Zhitao let go of her, and seeing the other party smiling at herself flatteringly, the corners of her eyes bent down like crescent moons, she lost her temper immediately.

She sighed and said, "It's good to come back, if you agree to act together, don't be alone anymore."

Zhang Lan nodded: "Yes."

Although Jin Li is quite happy, besides this matter, there is another important matter at the moment.She said: "It's fine if you come back, but Junior Sister Xia has to go out to find someone, I'll take you back."

Zhang Lan frowned: "Why?"

"Little carrot, you don't know," Jin Li said earnestly, "There is no time to hesitate, the leader is about to call."

Zhang Lan: "..."

What is the master, the deity is standing in front of you.Xia Zhitao laughed heartily, and said, "You take Zhang Lan back first, and I'll go find it by myself."

Zhang Lan panicked when she heard this, and hurried over to grab Xia Zhitao, looked at her with amber eyes, and said, "Don't go."

"I'll just look around," Xia Zhitao said calmly, "If I can't find it, I'll come back right away."

Zhang Lan whispered "Oh", and was dragged away by Jin Li involuntarily, while Xia Zhitao said to find someone, but she knew better than anyone in her heart:

Whatever you are looking for, people are here.

She wandered around the door very calmly, and came back leisurely within half a stick of incense.

Only then did he rush out and back in a hurry, and after a while, there was still arguing in the lobby.

However, it was Hu Wenchen who was dissatisfied with Jianzhuang before, but this time it turned out that the owner changed his previous humbleness and started to confront Yashan.

They were noisy, Xia Zhitao didn't want to get involved, so she entered quietly through the door and found two familiar figures in the lobby.

Zhang Lan and Jin Li were alone, sitting around a small table, and on the table was a bunch of snacks, all bought by Jin Li from the street.

The two of them were nibbling melon seeds with great interest and watching the play with relish.Xia Zhitao only left for a short while, and the melon seeds had already piled up like a hill.

Seeing Xia Zhitao came back, Zhang Lan immediately stood up, pushed the chair away with a "click", and said courteously, "Senior sister, sit down."

After pressing Xia Zhitao down, she carefully picked up a handful of melon seeds and handed them over silently: "Do you want melon seeds, senior sister?"

Xia Zhitao: "...No need."

"Junior Sister Xia, have you found the leader?" Jin Li licked the melon seeds, her mouth was vague, "You really missed a good show."

Xia Zhitao said helplessly: "I didn't find anyone, so I came back first. What just happened?"

"The owner of the village is really looking for a dead end," Zhang Lan grabbed the topic and explained to Xia Zhitao, "Suddenly changed his face, and kept shouting to go to the sword grave, but he couldn't stop him."

Xia Zhitao glanced towards the middle of the hall, and saw Hu Wenchen leading people to block the doorway, warning him with displeasure, but the owner of the villa turned a deaf ear to him.

His mind seemed a little distracted, his voice was hysterical, and he repeated the same sentence over and over in his mouth:

"The legacy sword is gone, but brother is still alive."

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Hu Wenchen, as the second-ranked peak master of Yashan Mountain, although usually casual and cold-tempered, still took care of Qiaohu's disciples and never criticized him too much.

Therefore, including the other two peak owners, it was the first time for everyone to see him angry.

"—Unreasonable!"

Huge spiritual power surged out, shaking the whole sword village to buzz, Hu Wenchen drew his long sword out of its sheath, and pointed it at the bridge of the owner's nose brightly.

He scolded sharply: "The third owner was killed in Jianzhong, you still want to rush there to die?!"

The spiritual power that was almost in the period of crossing the catastrophe came surging, and the momentum oscillated, and the disciples were more or less affected, and they were a little unstable for a while.

Zhang Lan bumped into the stone table unsteadily, the corners of her eyes were red with pain, and she stood up persistently, trying to reach out her hand to help Xia Zhitao.

Xia Zhitao didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and said, "You don't need to help me, but you should be more careful, does it hurt?"

Zhang Lan said stubbornly: "It's okay, this small wave of spiritual power is nothing, I've seen ones ten times bigger than this."

Xia Zhitao: "..."

Sometimes it's just impossible to reason with a crazy person.

Even if Hu Wenchen gets angry again, he is subject to the rules of Yashan, and he is not allowed to take action against members of the righteous way and mortals, but the owner of the village is different.

The four masters laughed wantonly, and gave a hoarse order, and the many long swords hanging on the side of the hall moved in response, and all of them were unsheathed in just one breath.

A cold light surged in the hall, like goose feathers and fine snow, and the sharp sword pointed straight at everyone in the room, the blade hummed and was stretched extremely tight.

"Not good!" Seeing him muttering in a low voice, Zheng Luo Yi panicked, "Peak Master Hu, he really wants to make a move!"

Hu Wenchen clenched his five fingers, and his spiritual power suddenly exploded, protecting all the disciples in it in an instant, while the four masters laughed wildly, and with a flip of their hands, countless long swords suddenly stabbed out, hitting the spiritual power restriction .

There was a roar above the restraint, and the smoke and dust scattered and fled in all directions. Zhang Lan panicked and tiptoed, reaching out her hand to cover Xia Zhitao's ears.

Xia Zhitao's tympanic membranes were hurt by the noise from outside, but when Zhang Lan moved her fingers together, the noise was instantly suppressed to the lowest level, and it all became a hazy and indistinct sound.

Amidst the noise, Zhang Lan's expression was flat, and she said dissatisfied in a soft voice, "I can't even prevent this, but I dare to be ranked second."

Her voice was inaudible, with a slight contemptuous tail tone, and was drowned in the noisy clanging.

Xia Zhitao looked back a little, and saw the child standing obediently behind her, with five fingers gently cupping her ears, smiling at her with crooked eyebrows and eyes.

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After Wan Jian roared, Hu Wenchen lifted the restraint with a wave of his hand, and in the dispersing smoke, the figure of the four masters had disappeared.

"Go to the Burial Sword Tomb!" Hu Wenchen came to his senses in an instant, roared back, and his figure disappeared in an instant.

Seeing that the three peak masters were gone, the disciples in the hall were a little unresponsive for a while, and looked at each other not knowing what to say.

Jin Li was dumbfounded, and said: "Is the Fourth Village Master crazy? I've seen someone who is courting death, but I've never seen someone who is courting death so aggressively."

"Yashan belongs to the Righteous Path Alliance, and I came here this time to protect the remaining two owners," Xia Zhitao hesitated, "Looking at the owner's reaction... I feel a little strange."

Zhang Lan said: "It's a bit like the white crane illusion."

She just said that casually, but Xia Zhitao and Jin Li suddenly turned their heads, both of them looked stunned.

"Yes, it's really similar!" Jin Li shouted, "The fourth master's delirious and unreasonable appearance, isn't it because the demon has controlled his mind?"

Xia Zhitao hesitated and said: "But all the Baihe people died in the fire of the Zongtang, so who can control the minds of the four masters?"

"The one who ascended before Yashan...the Immortal Qi Zidong still created the Nanke ballad," Zhang Lan said, "It doesn't have to be a member of the Baihe tribe."

The masters all rushed out to search for someone, and disciple Qiaohu followed closely, and the other disciples who had nothing to do after playing soy sauce for a long time also followed noisily.

Unlike before, Zhang Kuang took her directly to the center of the Sword Tomb, this time they followed the others to the entrance of the Sword Tomb.

Just looking at the entrance, the sword tomb was well built, the stone pillars were all painted pale, and the words "Buried Sword Tomb" were written in black ink on the plaque.

There were very few people visiting the Burial Sword Tomb. When they saw the four owners rushing over, the two guards were startled and got up quickly to stop the owners.

As a result, the arm was stretched out halfway, and then "stopped" abruptly, the white pillars and the white brick floor were suddenly stained with bright red, and the broken arm flew far away spinning.

Zheng Luo Yi jumped off the long sword to protect the wounds of the two guards with broken arms, while Hu Wenchen carried the sharp long sword and chased in together with the bearded master.

The sky was filled with black and gray in the Sword Tomb, originally it was only a dead silence, but the moment the four masters entered, there was a lot of noise.

In order to imprison the left sword Rising Sun, countless sword spirits were forcibly imprisoned here by the villa. For 15 years, all unwillingness and resentment had already been turned into killing intent.

Countless remnants of broken swords clamored, coming like a tidal wave, Hu Wenchen condensed a spiritual barrier to stop him, and frowned displeasedly.

Xia Zhitao was too familiar with this voice, when the sword entered her body before, her ears were filled with the extremely noisy and frightening sound of the sword clanging.

But standing outside the sword mound, she was already a little uncomfortable by the noise, and when she was about to walk in, her sleeves were grabbed by someone.

"Senior sister, are you okay?"

Zhang Lan rolled up her sleeves, Hu Po's eyes reflected her eyebrows, and she whispered, "Don't go in."

"I'm sleepy here... There are at least tens of thousands of sword spirits," Zhang Lan looked at the situation inside, feeling a little uneasy. "Most of them are sleeping deep underground, and they didn't wake up until the owner appeared."

Even though Hu Wenchen ranked second in Yashan, it was difficult for Hu Wenchen to resist the large number of sword spirits, and his spiritual power was rapidly exhausted, making it difficult to deal with it.

The strange thing was that Broken Sword clearly hated the Fourth Village Master to the utmost, but his attack was never able to land on him, and would always deviate a few feet and a few inches, smashing the dark gray gravel into pieces.

"Four masters! Come back!" Hu Wenchen roared, and the majestic spiritual power exploded in an instant, suppressing countless remnants of broken swords fiercely.

All of a sudden, the smoke and dust dissipated, and the sound of the sword clanging was suppressed, and everyone was finally able to see the situation inside the sword mound.

The fourth villa owner seemed to be unable to hear the shouts of the crowd, but within a few breaths, he had already rushed to the depths of the sword mound.

He stood on a high slope, his figure was precarious, his clothes were covered with black ash, the original color of brocade cloth could hardly be seen.

"The legacy sword...the legacy sword..." The Fourth Village Master muttered deliriously, "The one who was trapped here before, why is it gone..."

Regardless of his situation and the fact that he couldn't hear the sound behind him, he lowered his head to check the situation in the cave.

"Making trouble for no reason." Hu Wenchen swung the long sword in his hand, and was about to step forward to pull the owner back, when the situation suddenly took a turn for the worse.

The countless sword spirits who were originally suppressed seemed to have been summoned, and they broke free from their shackles in an instant, and attacked the people in Yashan.

Hu Wenchen waved his hand to block it, but at this moment, a black shadow flashed behind the four masters.

It was a woman dressed in black, her black hair was tied up high, a few strands of hair were scattered between her forehead, and her skin was almost pale.

The most frightening pair of azure blue eyes are almost the color of a lake, but there is neither sadness nor joy in them, they are as empty as puppets.

The woman pressed the heads of the four masters with both hands, her expression was gloomy, and she exerted force with her five fingers.

"Crack-"

Exactly the same way of death, exactly the same crisp and neat, the woman seemed to sigh softly, and retracted her hands.

The corpses of the four village owners fell from the high slope like fallen dead leaves, and crashed to the ground.

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"Okay, you can kill me now."

The woman in black walked down the high slope. She didn't have any weapons in her hands, and she didn't have a sword on her waist or back. She looked frank.

"I came here for revenge, and I killed all four villa owners," she said softly, "Without any reinforcements or helpers, you can kill me now."

The incident happened in an instant, even if Hu Wenchen had the ability to reach the sky, he couldn't rush forward to rescue the four masters while being besieged by thousands of sword spirits.

Hu Wenchen looked dignified, protecting many disciples behind him, and asked sharply, "Jian Sha?"

Just now, the sword spirit in the sword mound was suppressed by him with all his spiritual power, but suddenly he was out of control, and there are only two things capable of doing it:

A cultivator whose realm is higher than his, or one that comes from the same source as the sword spirit, but is not controlled by the master, and has terrifying strength-Jian Sha.

Sword spirits and sword demons are both born in the sword. They are consciousnesses born of human emotions. They are originally attached to the sword, and there are very few examples of separation.

And the sword demon in front of him can actually condense into a body that walks independently, his strength should not be underestimated.

"That blue-eyed 'woman' should be the long sword that the eldest son gave to his daughter," Xia Zhitao said softly, "The second twin sword is Mu Yue."

Zhang Lan whispered "En", but her eyes were on Mu Yue, looking a little absent-minded.

It happened so suddenly, but Zhang Lan couldn't see any surprise on her face, it was calm and calm.

She seemed to have already known that Mu Yue would appear here, mobilize thousands of sword spirits, and take advantage of the distraction of Yashan to kill the last villa owner with one blow.

Mu Yue stood in front of everyone, with a frank expression: "15 years ago, four owners of the villa joined hands to kill the eldest son of the owner's family, and wiped out the existence of this 'Zhifan' village."

The blue eyes are empty and helpless, and even the voice is emotionless: "The lord's sword was imprisoned here, and I was trapped in the Demon Realm. After ten years, I finally found a way out. This life is only for revenge."

Zhujian Villa does things cleanly and neatly. All the disciples of Yashan have only heard the words of the four villa owners, but they have never thought that there is another villa owner who was brutally murdered and wiped out of existence.

Everyone looked at each other with different expressions.

Hu Wenchen's expression was complicated, and he looked back hesitantly.Not far behind, Zheng Luo Yi also looked surprised, only the bearded master had a flat face.

The master stroked his beard and sighed: "The owner of Zhifan went crazy back then, and the righteous way had to subdue him, and most of the things that followed were out of helplessness."

Well, out of helplessness, Xia Zhitao almost laughed at these words, although she is not from Zhujian Villa, and she is not qualified to evaluate what the other party has done.

But just using the word "helpless" can draw an end to the tragic death of the eldest son's family and the lives of many loyal servants?

Mu Yue stood impartially, and in front of her was the lifeless Fourth Villa Master. She did not deny it, nor did she refute Yashan, she just shook her head slightly.

"It doesn't matter, I am Jiansha, and I was born only for revenge." Mu Yue said this, her voice was as cold as ever, "Now that all the enemies are dead, it is consummation."

She paused and said calmly:

"If you want to kill or slash, please listen and respect."

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It is true that Yashan has the rules not to attack the righteous way and not to harm mortals without aura, but Jiansha does not belong to either of the two.

In all fairness, if the peak master present is willing, he will indeed kill Mu Yue, or seal it, so there is no need to worry about it.

But Hu Wenchen did not act immediately, but hesitated a little, pressing the overflowing spiritual power between his five fingers, as if he was thinking about something.

"Peak Master Hu, no matter how many secrets there are, this sword demon has killed four villa masters," Master Hu Zi said, "He should be escorted back to the cliff mountain and wait for interrogation by the righteous way."

"I know." Hu Wenchen stabilized his mind, strode forward, and suddenly a bundle of slender iron chains appeared in his palm.

Mu Yue's expression remained the same as usual, just waiting in place quietly.

...really don't intend to resist.

Xia Zhitao wouldn't think too much if Muyue was violent and fought to the death with Yashan, but her appearance of no sorrow, no joy, no desire and no desire was really uncomfortable to watch.

Xia Zhitao sighed. Although she wanted to intervene a bit, she knew that she couldn't change the current situation at this time.

Just when she lowered her head in thought, someone tugged at her sleeve, and when she turned her head, she saw Zhang Lan leaning over her shoulder, and whispered, "Senior Sister."

Zhang Lan whispered: "Senior Sister, do you think Mu Yue is bad? He killed four people for revenge."

"Isn't it very bad and annoying?" Her voice was unsteady and trembling uncontrollably, "and so is Zhang Kuang, she...she killed so many people."

Jian Sha was alone, standing amidst the black and gray sky and the mess on the ground, his shadow was long and thin, like a lone wild goose that was left behind when returning from the south.

Zhang Lan looked over from a distance, and her eyes fell on Mu Yue, but she didn't seem to be looking at her, but saw another person through that Qingling figure.

Xia Zhitao looked over, and couldn't help feeling a little dazed, as if a big piece was missing in her heart, and the wind gushed in from nothing.

Indeed, there are some similarities.

When Zhang Kuang was alone and wiped out the Shura Dao, what was he thinking, what was he thinking?

Is it the same as Mu Yue, who "was born out of revenge, but now that all the enemies are dead, it is already consummated", it doesn't matter.

Zhang Lan anxiously waited for a reply, Xia Zhitao bent down a little, cupped her cheek with five fingers, and said softly, "No, I don't think so."

Xia Zhitao sighed, and said: "From my standpoint, I don't want Mu Yue to fall into the right way."

"The word boundary has a different position in everyone's heart. There is no right or wrong in this world, and there is no black and white."

She said softly: "It's all just sticking to their own opinions, one side thinks it's right, and the other side thinks it's wrong."

Zhang Lan stared at her in a daze, then suddenly rushed over with her whole body, hugged Xia Zhitao's waist, and carefully rubbed against her.

"Hey," Xia Zhitao laughed, reaching out to rub her hair, "What's this?"

"Senior sister, don't worry, Muyue will be fine," Zhang Lan vowed, "Someone is coming, and he will be here soon."

Someone is coming?

Xia Zhitao looked up in a little surprise, and saw a pale black shadow passing across the sky, vaguely depicting a thin outline.

Haoran's ax fell from the clouds, whizzed and smashed on the ground, without leaning to one side, just smashed the iron chain in Hu Wenchen's hand to pieces.

"It's been a long time," the visitor sneered, and the little tiger gritted his teeth, "Who do I think this is?"

Hu Wenchen's expression was tense: "The Demon Lord of the Southern Realm?!"

Jiang Jiuli smiled and said, "Yo, you know that this seat has inherited the position of the Lord, so you changed your name?"

"Why did you yell when I saw you last time?" He sneered, his voice turned cold, "Son of the Demon Lord, are you guilty?"

Different from his ambiguity towards Mu Yue, Jiang Jiuli has a blood feud with Ya Shan.

Without the slightest hesitation, Hu Wenchen unsheathed the long sword, and the aura surged mightily.

He guarded his disciples behind him, and said sharply, "Why did you appear here?"

Jiang Jiuli shrugged, put his elbows on the axe, turned to look at Mu Yue, and sighed, "Hey, you were so arrogant in the Demon Realm, why are you so cowardly in the Human Realm?"

Mu Yue was stunned: "Honorable Lord?"

She hesitated and said, "Why are you here? I thought you would have returned to the city after taking me out of the barrier of the Demon Realm."

"You help me kill monsters, and I'll open the barrier for you. I'll leave after the transaction is completed," Jiang Jiuli muttered, "And you look like a bitter and bitter enemy, why should I run away with you, why don't I go back and eat roast chicken .”

Mu Yue was puzzled and said, "Then why did you come?"

"Me? Zhang Kuang called me here." Jiang Jiuli took it for granted, "She rushed all the way to the main city of Demon Realm and dragged me out forcefully."

"She said, 'You idiot, why are you still eating roast chicken? The sword demon in the city was besieged by Yashan, and he is almost dead now', which scared me so much that I turned pale with fright."

Jiang Jiuli said solemnly: "You don't have to eat roast chicken, but I am a dignified person in the Demon Realm, and I must not be bullied. So this deity stood up against the table, picked up the ax and rushed over."

Mu Yue nodded.

After a while, she turned her head slightly, very puzzled, and asked, "Master Master called you over, what about Master?"

Jiang Jiuli froze, and said, "How do I know?"

"Crazy girl is elusive and unpredictable," Jiang Jiuli said lazily, "God knows she's gone there again—"

Before he could finish his sentence, Jiang Jiuli happened to catch sight of someone who was hiding behind him, pulling Xia Zhitao's sleeve and hiding behind him, who was rather panicked.

This person does not look familiar. Although her figure is quite short and her outline is round and soft, but if you take a closer look, you will find that her eyebrows and eyes are very similar to Zhang Kuang, they are almost carved out of the same mold. .

Jiang Jiuli turned pale with shock: "Ah????"

He said that relying on Zhang Kuang's shabby acting skills, how on earth did he pretend to sneak into Yashan, and his feelings were directly based on her own appearance when she was a child, pinching a little spirit body?

Zhang Lan's whole body was not well, and she panicked immediately, fearing that her vest would be lost, she frantically winked at him: "What are you doing, shut up quickly!" '

Jiang Jiuli was stunned for a moment before he finally came to his senses. Mu Yue was completely out of the situation and asked blankly, "What's wrong with you, my lord?"

"It's all right, you just asked where Zhang Kuang is?"

Jiang Jiuli said angrily: "That person is hopeless, he simply forgot his friends, drowned in the beauty town and couldn't get out."

Zhang Lan: "..."

You are done!When you have the ability, stand still and don't run!

The author has something to say: I am very happy that there were a lot of comments yesterday. I decided to give out red envelopes for each chapter in the future. The random red envelopes can be big or small, just willful _(:з」∠)_

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