The villain is soft and clingy [Transmigration Book]

Jiang Jiuli echoed, "That's right, Kuangmei hit you three alone, and Muyue and I are just watching the crowd, so don't accidentally injure the three of you."

Zhang Kuang: "..."

"I've changed my mind," she said with a sneer. "Now it's one to four. Before hitting Yashan, I'll beat you up first."

The peak masters of Yashan thought that they had to work together to deal with the three of Zhang Kuang, but before they could make a move, internal strife broke out on the other side.

"Half of my strength was suppressed, and I lost all four layers of magic skills, okay?" Jiang Jiuli said dissatisfiedly, "It must be you."

Zhang Kuang said contemptuously: "I was also suppressed by half of my spiritual energy when I went to the Demon Realm. Why don't you just chop up a few giant pythons with one knife? It's obvious that you are not strong enough."

Jiang Jiuli stopped, raised his finger and pointed at Hu Wenchen, and said aggressively: "Or lead everyone to the Demon Realm, and I will fight them, you don't need to come!"

Zhang Kuang said: "Okay, everyone is here, you hurry to lure, I will sit here and wait."

Although everyone in Yashan tried to make the atmosphere anxious and tense as if they were facing an enemy, Xia Zhitao always felt like laughing when he heard the two kindergarten children quarreling from afar.

If Yashan Demon Realm were to be let down, it would be their turn to lose half of their strength, and fools would give up their advantage and follow up.

At that time, the two teams may face each other across the barrier of heaven and earth, you refuse to go in, I don't want to go out, and the stalemate will last forever.

After all, this is not the Demon Realm that I am familiar with, and I always feel that I am a head shorter than myself when I am on someone else's territory.

Jiang Jiuli took a half step back in a sensible manner, but Zhang Kuang didn't continue to struggle, his black boots touched the ground, and his figure suddenly flew into the air, rushing towards several people.

It's not a joke to say that one hits three.

Zhang Kuang really planned to be alone, and single-handedly challenged the three peak masters specially sent by Yashan to deal with her.

The petals surged like the sea, caressing the corners of her eyes and brows gently, but suddenly turned into countless sharp knives, drifting towards the front like a heavy rain.

The black silk was broken free and scattered, and her ink hair was flying in the wind. She laughed wantonly and said loudly: "I heard that you, Yashan, are looking for me?"

Hu Wenchen didn't answer, and slashed with his sword.

"Kang Dang——" the two swords collided suddenly, and Hu Wenchen bit his lower lip bloodshot, and his wrist was so painful that he almost couldn't hold the long sword in his hand.

Zhang Kuang tilted his head slightly, half of his face was reflected by Feng Han's sword face, the black color in his eyes was thinned by the wind, as if immersed in fog.

She pursed her lips and smiled, her smile was weak, and said softly: "Yashan is second, that's all."

Master Beard was trapped by the surging petals, and Zheng Luoyi was holding the guqin in a daze, unable to help at all, and couldn't get in.

Seeing that Luo Yi helped a lot during the White Crane Hall, Zhang Kuang simply saved some sympathy.

The petals were obedient and obedient, they floated softly past Zheng Luoyi, and then slammed on the bearded master's body, almost cutting off a section of the pagoda in his hand.

The bearded master tried his best to avoid the pursuit of the petals, clutching the pagoda in a panic, his fluffy beard was scratched in a mess.

He saw that Luo Yi was standing aside completely, and couldn't help but wondered: "What's the matter, the petals didn't attack you?!"

Zheng Luo Yian held the guqin quietly, smiled warmly, and said, "Maybe because I am also a wood spirit root."

Master Beard: "..."

Zhang Kuang clenched the hilt of the sword tightly, exerted a little force with his five fingers, and pressed Hu Wenchen down a little.Seeing the petals coming in layers, Hu Wenchen's expression tensed, and he withdrew his strength suddenly.

Feng Ran's long sword brushed past his ears, Hu Wenchen's figure flickered, and he retreated to a distance of more than ten feet.

He raised the hilt of the sword abruptly, and the dark clouds and thunder burst in the sky, and all of them were extradited into the long sword by him.

Seeing that Hu Wenchen was surrounded by thunder sounds, Zhang Kuang didn't rush to go up directly, but put his five fingers together, and pressed several spirit blades with his fingertips.

"Zhengfeng Master, be careful!" The bearded master recognized the move at a glance, and hurriedly pulled Zheng Luoyi, who was watching, over.

His expression was a bit serious, and he said: "Peak Master Hu unexpectedly... He is afraid that he wants to stop Zhang Kuang with all his might, and protect us from escaping."

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Hu Wenchen's act of attracting thunder was mighty, and the combination of thunder and lightning was quite terrifying, but naturally Zhang Kuang was not afraid of him.

However, she spent a lot of spiritual power for the sake of congealing the spirit body. Based on her current state, she might not be able to bear it.

If the aura is not enough, then some more.

Zhang Kuang stood in the bleak cold wind, she closed her eyes slightly, all her fine eyelashes drooped, casting thin shadows.

She exhaled lightly, and heard her own voice softly: "... come."

The spirit vein that had been dormant for a long time heard the soft call, and responded almost excitedly.There was a rumbling sound in the depths of the earth, and a huge spiritual energy rushed towards her, bowing its head and bowing down beside her.

Zhang Kuang was not an ordinary cultivator, he took a very special path by chance, and he didn't know whether it was luck or misfortune.

For Zhang Kuang, the level-up that is extremely difficult for ordinary people to achieve is just a few breaths, and the level of the level depends entirely on the mind.

But she still has to weigh it, she can't rush too high all at once, it's a matter of whether her body can bear it, but there is another annoying thing.

In order to be able to adapt to the spirit body, before she went back, she had to suppress her realm all the way back to Foundation Establishment, which was a bit of a headache to think about.

Hu Wenchen drew all the thunder into the sword, and the whole body was filled with cold light, and his figure was particularly eye-catching in the dim black mist.

This move was exhausting, and he always wanted to avoid using it if possible.

But standing in front of him now is not the ordinary monster cultivator, but the leader of the demon sect who once defeated Mo Wusheng.

Even if it is for the many disciples behind him, he must not slack off in the slightest.Hu Wenchen stabilized his mind and poured all the spiritual energy in his body into the long sword.

"Never, let you succeed." Hu Wenchen tightened his grip on the hilt of his sword, the long sword buzzed, wrapped in a huge thunder and lightning, and whizzed towards Zhang Kuang.

Zhang Kuang didn't have the slightest intention of dodging, he stood firmly on the spot, his spine straightened, and a smile appeared on his brows and eyes.

"I underestimated you before, but I didn't expect that you still have some real skills," Zhang Kuang said with a smile, "However, there is still a long way to go."

She was impartial and swung her sword at him.

The long sword collided with one place, and suddenly the sky was dark, the mountains fell and the ground cracked, and layers of black mist spread, blocking all sight.

Under the heavy pressure of the monstrous spiritual power, it fell on the restriction like a rock.For a moment, the arc restraint was on the verge of falling, and a faint "click" sound could be heard, as if it was about to break.

All the disciples panicked a little.

Gather together quickly, feeling that a catastrophe is imminent.

The oppression of the realm is not just for fun. Once the protective restriction is broken, they may not even be able to survive the aftermath, and they will be wiped out under the coercion.

However, the wind and rain were blowing fiercely outside, and all of them were shivering inside the restraint, but Hu Wenchen's restraint trembled precariously for a while, and then stopped shaking.

Everyone waited in fear for a long while, but the restraint did not shatter in the end, but waited until the black mist dissipated and the blue sky came into their eyes.

The dark clouds that had just covered the sky quietly dissipated, and among the vast expanse of blue, the scorching sun fell to the ground and was reflected on the sword tomb that lacked a big hole and was about to be blown down.

The Yashan disciples wept with joy, and quickly looked up, but the moment they saw the barrier, they were all dumbfounded.

Wait, something is wrong.

How come Hu Wenchen's protective restriction was covered by another layer of restriction?

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Countless petals gathered on the top of the head, tightly covering them, blocking all impacts.

……what's going on?

Everyone was a little confused. As disciples, their realm was indeed not qualified enough to intervene in high-level battles.

It is understandable that the three masters set up restrictions to protect everyone, but what is Zhang Kuang doing?

Shouldn't she split the restriction with one knife and blow everyone away, why bother to apply another layer of restriction?

No matter how you think about it, it doesn't make sense, and the disciples of Yashan couldn't figure it out. Only Jinli knew it, and sneaked towards Xia Zhitao.

She winked at Xia Zhitao, lowered her voice, and whispered, "The leader is thinking of you, are you happy?"

"If she really missed me, she wouldn't have faced Yashan head-on," Xia Zhitao sighed, "I was worried all the way, but I still didn't hold back in the end."

Jin Li stuck out her tongue, a little confused: "What are you worried about, look at the leader's posture, pushing Hu Wenchen to the ground and beating him violently."

Xia Zhitao also knew this, but no matter how much she tried to comfort herself, no matter how much she wanted to relax, she couldn't help feeling a little uneasy.

She shook her head, and said softly: "Peak Master Hu is ranked second in Yashan after all, so what if Zhang Kuang can beat him well, he will definitely be injured."

When walking in the demon forest before, Master Xuanxu mentioned it a few times to make Zhang Kuang pay more attention to his body.

But this guy responded obediently on the surface, but it turned out that his left ear went in and his right ear came out, Yashan No. [-] always hit him as he said, probably he didn't listen to the old man's instructions at all.

Jin Li said: "Junior Sister, don't think too much, since she is willing to protect Mu Yue, she must have her own reasons."

Xia Zhitao paused, then replied softly: "Well, that's exactly what I said."

Except for Zheng Luoyi, the other two peak masters were directly blasted to the ground, and their majestic spiritual energy was heavily suppressed, making them almost unable to move.

With lingering fears in his heart, Zheng Luoyi silently hugged the guqin a little bit, and kept silent without saying a word, minimizing his sense of existence.

"Ahem, I won't let you pass." Hu Wenchen knelt in the mess, his white clothes were mottled by the spirit blade, and his black hair was messily scattered on his shoulders.

He sank the long sword into the ground, supported his body and wanted to stand up, tightly gripping the hilt with five fingers, and said sharply: "You don't even want to hurt Yashan disciple——"

Zhang Kuang was puzzled: "What's the matter with you, when will I hurt them?"

Hu Wenchen was stunned: "?"

Zhang Kuang glanced at him, and said in a cold voice: "Your restraint shattered as soon as it was touched. Fortunately, I discovered it in time and quickly strengthened it a few more layers."

"Your disciples are not the tallest, and your attack is not serious," Zhang Kuang said angrily, "If you hurt them, can you bear it?"

Hu Wenchen: "???"

He turned his head in disbelief, seeing that what Zhang Kuang said was actually true, and noticed that the restraint was a bit weak, so he quickly strengthened several layers.

The restriction strengthened by Zhang Kuang can be said to be as solid as a rock and impregnable, covering several people unshakably.

Hu Wenchen's mood was very complicated for a while. He half-kneeled on the ground, with his long sword propped on his arm, and began to doubt his life.

The two fighting peak masters sent by Yashan on this trip were blown into the ruins all of a sudden, and it was difficult to stand up, let alone continue to fight.

And Zheng Luoyi is a farm worker, diligent and conscientious, so naturally he can't confront the leader of the demon sect.

Zhang Kuang snapped his fingers casually, and the restraint around them was released, allowing everyone to move freely.

She carefully looked inside several times, and after seeing that Xia Zhitao was safe and sound, she was relieved and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Don't even think about Mu Yuejian," Zhang Kuang looked down at them with a contemptuous voice, "I will definitely take them away when I come here today."

Seeing that the people in Yashan were silent, she guessed in her heart that the two of them would not be able to continue to fight back, so she turned her head and went back to look for the other two.

Zhang Kuang returned to the previous position, and before he could speak, he found Jiang Jiuli and Mu Yue sitting on the mound alone, watching with great interest for a long while.

Seeing her come back, Jiang Jiuli was disappointed, and couldn't help asking: "Why, this is the end, why don't you fight for a while?"

Zhang Kuang: "..."

Are you addicted to watching?

"What are you fighting for?" Zhang Kuang turned his head uncomfortably, rubbing his fingers on his cuffs, "Let's go, let's go back."

A blush welled up in her ears, and she said in a low voice, "Didn't you say that, I'm in a hurry to go back to the beauty town."

Jiang Jiuli: "..."

He was just talking casually before, but he didn't expect this person to admit directly, smelly and shameless, it's too disgusting!

Jiang Jiuli, who had no partner, was extremely sad and indignant, thinking in his heart that the next time he went madly to the Demon Realm, he would gather a dozen bloodthirsty pythons and throw them all at her face.

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The only one left in Yashan who could act was Zheng Luoyi, the peak master. The many disciples who were of different realms were naturally unable to stop the three of them.

They watched Zhang Kuang summon the petals, but in an instant, there were few people in the distance.

Hu Wenchen supported himself and stood up, blood gushed out of his throat one after another, he coughed lightly, and a little blood oozes from his palm.

"Cough, it's really... embarrassing, completely disappointing the expectations of the head," Hu Wenchen sighed, "No wonder even Mo Wusheng is no match, and I have nothing to complain about."

The bearded ancestor was beaten into a mess, his beard was already fluffy, so don't beat him in turn, it will curl up one by one, burying his whole face in it.

Zheng Luoyi held the guqin between his knees and played the music to heal the wounds of the two. The disciples of Yashan also rushed over and surrounded the peak masters quietly.

"...I can't figure it out," Hu Wenchen breathed a sigh of relief, puzzled, "Why didn't she just kill us?"

The bearded master closed his fists with five fingers, blew heavily on the ground, and said angrily: "Provocation, this is definitely a provocation!"

"Zhang Kuang is insidious and cunning. He definitely wants to make a challenge to Yashan through the matter of forging swords." Hu Zi was furious, "We must not let her succeed!"

Zheng Luoyi was helpless: "Master Hu, please calm down first, don't use your spiritual power rashly, the wound is about to burst."

Hu Wenchen was a little dazed, and it took him a while to come back to his senses. Looking at the sword burial mound, which was riddled with holes, he said, "No, there should be another reason."

"She seems to be afraid of something, or caring about something," Hu Wenchen said hesitantly, "I didn't use all my strength, but kept some... affection?"

The word "humanity" can be used anywhere, but it is a bit weird to put it on the leader of the Demon Cult and Yashan who are at odds with each other.

Hu Wenchen shook his head, expelling the thoughts that came to his mind, secretly thinking that he really thought too much.

He stood up, sighed inaudibly, and said: "Let's go back to Jianzhuang first."

"This matter is completely out of control." He raised his hand and rubbed his forehead, his voice was somewhat self-blame, "I don't know how to explain to Yashan."

Since Hu Wenchen opened his mouth, everyone naturally did not doubt that he was there, and they all followed the three peak masters, brought a dozen innocent servants of Jianzhuang who were in danger, and returned to Jianzhuang.

On the way back, Jin Li looked left and right, but she didn't see a familiar figure behind Xia Zhitao who would always follow her, so she couldn't help being curious.

She leaned over and asked in confusion: "Junior Sister Xia, what about Little Carrot, didn't she follow you all the time before, why did she suddenly disappear?"

"Lanlan?"

Xia Zhitao calmly said, "Senior sister, you remember wrongly, Lanlan's wrist hurt badly before, so she didn't follow her."

Seeing Xia Zhitao's calm expression and steady voice, Jin Li was stunned for a moment, a little unbelievable, and whispered: "I... Did I remember wrong?"

She said blankly, "I clearly remember that Zhang Lan followed you all the way here, and even tried to protect you."

Xia Zhitao said calmly, "Well, you remember wrongly."

Jin Li thought about it, and followed everyone back slowly, full of doubts, until she saw Zhang Lan lying lazily at the table in the Jianzhuang lobby, eating fruit with several servants——

Immediately, she was enlightened, and she felt that she had discovered something extraordinary.

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In this incident, Zhujian Villa suffered the most serious losses.

Jianzhuang lost four owners in a row, and the sword burial mound behind the mountain was completely destroyed by Zhang Kuang, and it was already unusable.

A big hole was blasted out of the hillside full of broken swords. Without the restraint and restraint in the cold spring, the sword spirit buried inside also dissipated into the air.

The current Jianjian Tomb is just a deserted ruin.

After returning to Yashan, under the urgent call of the leader, the thirteen peak masters quickly gathered on Yubai Peak, and discussed for several nights all night, without knowing the result of the discussion.

Not only that, a few days later, the head of the sect directly called several sect lords from the Zhengdao Alliance, and a group of people gathered in the main hall of Yashan again, and they would not leave for several days after discussing.

In order to appease the 'frightened' disciples, everyone was sent back to their respective peaks by the peak master, exempted from various miscellaneous items and the task of going out of the mountain, Yan Dao first practiced quietly and recuperated.

Zhang Lan was still clinging to Xia Zhitao every day, running to Shuijing Peak every now and then, which made the disciples of Yuwan Peak baffled.

Since the matter of Jian Zhuang, Jin Li has been shrouded in a question, but has never been able to answer it.

A few days later, she inadvertently found out from Senior Sister Lu Guo that Zhang Lan didn't run to Shuijing Peak as soon as she woke up, but went down the mountain with the wooden sign for the first time——

Jin Li felt that her chance had come.

She didn't have time to tidy up her things, so she rushed to the Jishu office like a whirlwind, made up a wooden sign for going down the mountain, and rushed down the cliff with the sword.

The market was bustling with people coming and going as usual. Jin Li stood in front of the crowd and looked around for a long time, but she never saw Zhang Lan.

"Where can little radish go?" Jin Li swayed, frowning and thinking, "It must be because of some ulterior motives that she sneaked down the mountain without telling Junior Sister Xia."

She tried to inquire, and by virtue of her overwhelming luck, she actually found out about Zhang Lan from a passer-by.

"That's right, that's what Ni said about that aunt," the passer-by was a burly man, and after hearing Jin Li's description, he nodded approvingly, "I saw it before."

"Black-haired and blue-clothed, eyes shining like jewels, I saw it at a glance, and the impression was not deep." The man said with emotion, "I was here not long ago, and I can't see Liao in the blink of an eye."

Jin Li looked around and hurriedly asked, "Then where was the last time you saw her?"

The man put down the pole on his shoulders, raised his finger and pointed to the Xijiang Moon Tower not far away, and said in a simple and honest voice, "There, she disappeared after she walked in."

Jin Li thanked the kind-hearted peddler, and happily walked to the Xijiang Yuelou. The waiter, the shopkeeper, saw her Yashan clothes, and came to receive her respectfully.

Jin Li was not polite, and said directly: "Which is your biggest, best, most expensive, and most hidden box?"

Xiao Er rubbed her head and said, "Of course it's the one in the northwest corner, but there are distinguished guests who have rented it for a long time—"

Before he could finish his sentence, the shopkeeper knocked his head hard, stopped the conversation, and lowered his voice: "What nonsense are you talking! Don't you know the relationship between the distinguished guest in the northwest wing and Yashan?! "

Xiao Er realized later, broke out in a cold sweat, and quickly changed his words: "Ah, ah! I just got confused, just talking nonsense!"

Seeing the reaction of the two, Jin Li was sure that she had found the right place. She pretended to agree to go to the east wing, but in fact, she found a chance to dump Xiao Er and went straight to the northwest corner of the wing.

After wandering around for a long time, she finally found the wing in a hidden corner, calmed down, and gently knocked on the closed wooden door.

"……Come in."

This voice was not familiar, Jin Li cautiously pushed open the door, as expected, hugged her arms wildly, and sat leaning on the wooden chair, while Liu Ling in purple was sitting opposite her.

Liu Ling carefully held a warm jade pendant between her five fingers, she recognized Yashan's clothing at a glance, and was about to wring Jinli's throat, but was stopped by Zhang Kuang in time.

"I know this person," Zhang Kuang glanced at Jinli, his voice was cold and distant, "How did you find him?"

Although she was confident before, when she saw the leader, Jin Li immediately became timid, and said with a sneer, "I just want to talk to you alone, and it has to do with Junior Sister Xia."

Zhang Kuang frowned, and said to Liu Ling, "Go out."

Liu Ling hesitated for a moment, "tsk", walked out reluctantly, and slammed the door behind her backhand.

Zhang Kuang said casually: "Okay, let's talk."

Jin Li was brewing with emotion, and said in an eloquent voice: "Master, there is such a thing that has been buried deep in my heart, lingering in my heart, and entangled in my heart, making me toss and turn so that I can't sleep at night—"

Zhang Kuang said coldly: "Get to the point."

Jin Li was desperate, she took a deep breath, clenching her fingers tightly, and said, "You don't know, you are Zhang Lan's junior sister, right?"

As soon as the words fell, Zhang Kuang's body was unstable, and he panicked, almost fell off the wooden chair.

She clung to the edge of the table violently, and barely managed to stabilize her body. Only then did the indifference disappear, replaced by panic.

Before Zhang Kuang said a word, Jin Li had already confirmed this fact from her reaction, and couldn't help being shocked, and said in shock: "Is it true?!"

Zhang Kuang stood up, struggled for a while, then suddenly bowed deeply to Jin Li, and whispered, "It's true."

The antithesis is first, the leader of the Demon Cult bowed to her? !

Jin Li was so frightened that she almost died of fright, she fell to the ground with a "plop", waved her hands repeatedly and said, "Don't do it, don't do it!!"

Seeing her collapsed, Zhang Kuang also squatted down, put his palms together, his black eyes were covered with mist, and begged, "Please, keep it secret for me."

"I really didn't mean to take down Yashan, nor did I deliberately deceive people... Zhitao doesn't know about it, but I haven't figured out how to say it yet."

Zhang Kuang squeezed her five fingers tightly, her knuckles turned white with force, the more she thought about it, the more panicked she became, and her black eyes were full of bewilderment.

Her voice was trembling, she was extremely worried, and said in a low voice: "Please, please don't say anything about it. If Zhitao finds out, she will definitely be very angry."

Jin Li: "..."

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