The villain is soft and clingy [Transmigration Book]

Zhang Kuang looked quite sober, and spoke in an orderly and unhurried manner, but Xia Zhitao looked at this guy's face and always felt a little weird.

The black hair hangs down in strands, draped over the shoulders like satin, and the thin ears are glowing with a very light red, like red fruits with dew hanging on the branches, making people want to bite.

The jade cup was dangling around by her, it was already empty inside, this guy didn't realize it, and was still happily "drinking" with it.

Still pretending, how drunk is this? !

Xia Zhitao took a deep breath, trying to suppress the urge to rush up and drag people away, and still stood behind the line, thinking about things in her mind.

The veteran frowned and sighed uncontrollably. When the Empress Dao asked her to oppose her, most of the people were thinking about the Ligu Monster Clan, or the very low-key Yanling Poison Pavilion.

Unexpectedly, the Empress of the Song Dynasty was also a ruthless character. Once the Demon Cultivator incident happened, she invited the leader of the Demon Cult who was the number one anti-Taoist.

Not to mention the frightened veteran who knelt on the ground, everyone in Yashan was terrified, only Xia Zhitao remained calm, she specially chose this Song Dynasty dossier, because she came here because it was close to Qiling.

Now I just ran into the leader, and saved her plan to sit at the foot of Qiling Mountain for the whole night.However, this guy Zhang Kuang is not staying in Qiling or in the demon forest, so how could he appear in Song Kingdom inexplicably?

Xia Zhitao thought about it, but always felt a little hidden.

As soon as Zhang Kuang opened his mouth, everyone in Yashan became tense in an instant, and the atmosphere at the scene was tense and dignified.

Peak Master Jinhua guarded his disciples behind him, unfolded the folding fan in his hand with a "crash", with spiritual energy overflowing between his five fingers, and secretly pressed a sword.

Yashan and the Devil's Cult are at odds with each other, and now they meet on a narrow road. If it is not handled properly, no matter how you think about it, it will lead to a terrible disaster that will cause heavy casualties.

Zhang Kuang clicked on the jade cup, tapped a few clear "ding gongs" with his fingertips, and said casually: "Don't be nervous, you can't beat me either."

She placed her jade cup on the sandalwood table, her eyebrows were lowered a little, she seemed a little sleepy: "No matter what, I can't last half a stick of incense... Well, maybe it's still too much."

Master Ziyun held the folding fan tightly, his breathing trembled slightly, his spirit was stretched to the extreme, ready to strike at any time, even if he desperately wanted to protect the disciples behind him.

Compared to Yashan who was facing a formidable enemy, Queen Song was unexpectedly calm, and she didn't show too much panic or fear, as if she already knew that Zhang Kuang would not make a move.

She stood up, first bowed to everyone in Yashan, sighed, and said, "Crazy, I can explain."

The empress of the Song Dynasty did not use "zhen" to refer to herself, but replaced it with "I", which lost a bit of the arrogance of the king of a country, and she seemed to be acquainted with arrogance in a few words.

The candle lights were on for a long time, and there were clusters of burning sounds. Suddenly, a few sparks burst out, and there was a soft "crack", like a very light smile.

"No, I'm not interested either."

Zhang Kuang clasped his thin white fingers, leaned against the back of the sandalwood chair, and said casually: "Song Qi, you have two choices."

"You can choose a blunt knife and sharpen a hard rock bit by bit. Wait for ten or a half years. When the blade is almost short, you may be able to barely cut a small slit."

Zhang Kuang saved a few petals, his slender white fingertips were a little red, he changed the subject and said, "Perhaps, you can choose a sharp knife."

"As long as I am willing, within an hour, none of the so-called demon cultivators in the so-called Shagui Sect will be alive to disturb the purity of Song Kingdom."

She smiled suddenly, Wu Mo's pupils were slightly bent, and her voice was soft and gentle: "However, you still have to be careful with the knife."

"—Don't be negligent. If you are not careful, you will end up dripping with blood and leaving no bones."

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There was a slight smile in that voice, falling in the silent study room, cutting across the bones like a knife blade, every word and every word was extremely fierce, making people shudder.

The room was extremely quiet, and only a few people were breathing and the burning candlesticks were left for a while.

Song Qi paused and sighed softly.

She stood up straight, even if she took off the Tenglong yellow robe and took off the nine-pronged crown, she was still the emperor of the ninety-five, the only female emperor in the world.

Song Qi rested his five fingers on his saber, and after a moment of silence, he suddenly took a few steps forward, bowed slightly to everyone in Yashan, with a calm expression, and said softly: "Everyone in Yashan, please go back. "

Master Ziyun couldn't believe it, turned to look at Song Qi, his five fingers trembled slightly, and tried his best to explain: "Even though the demon cultivator is innocent, the hostages held by him will not fall to such a state!"

Song Qi turned a deaf ear and didn't seem worried.After Zhang Kuang lazily listened to a few words, he suddenly sneered and said, "What do those people have to do with me?"

Ziyun was stunned: "What do you mean?"

Zhang Kuang crossed his legs, and said lazily: "Why should I be restrained because of worrying about the protons in the Shagui Sect, how happy it is to kill all of them together, simply and quickly, and save trouble."

Master Ziyun clenched the folding fan in his hand, bit his lower lip, and said in a trembling voice, "It's really the leader of the demon sect... He wants to kill them all, leaving no one alive."

She took a deep breath and asked softly: "Queen, this person is the leader of the Demon Cult, and his actions are extremely ruthless, so please act later."

Song Qi glanced at Zhang Kuang, did not deny Zi Yun's words, but just shook his head slightly.

"I've made up my mind," she said.

Song Qi took a few steps forward, and said politely: "I'm sorry to bother you, the immortals of Yashan, please go back."

She looked at the kneeling old minister, and sighed: "Yuan Aiqing, I know you have good intentions, but Moxiu cannot tolerate any mistakes in this matter, and it must be resolved as soon as possible."

Song Qi's words were respectful enough, without any intention of belittling Yashan, but he directly expressed his attitude: he really planned to reject Yashan and ask Zhang Kuang to help solve the matter of demon cultivation.

Leaning on the sandalwood chair, Zhang Kuang folded his slender legs, and his long, smooth hair hung down from his shoulders, gently shaking with his steady breathing: "It should have been like this earlier."

"It doesn't matter if it's Shagui Cult or Asura Dao."

She laughed wantonly, and said softly: "Left and right are just adding an extra blood debt on my head, so why bother to say more."

The disciples were annoyed when they heard this, and a girl couldn't help but wanted to step forward to reprimand her, but was held back by Peak Master Jinhua.

Master Ziyun looked at Zhang Kuang, sighed very lightly, lowered his voice a little, and said bitterly: "Don't be impulsive, we are not opponents."

Many peak masters above the White Jade Altar were present, but none of them could resist Zhang Kuang's ten moves, and now they only have Master Ziyun alone, let alone beat Zhang Kuang, whether they can get away with it depends on the other party's mood.

Under the master's signal, the disciples could only grit their teeth and accept it. Everyone retreated to the side in silence and made way for Xia Zhitao to hide behind, raising his head and glanced at Zhang Kuang.

"...It's rare, but it's quite interesting."

Zhang Kuang tilted his head to look at them, Wu Mo's eyes were covered with water mist, he looked thoughtfully for a long time, and suddenly saw a familiar figure in the crowd.

She suddenly lost her temper, and she bent her eyebrows and eyes happily, and said softly: "Okay, I'm leaving."

The leader of the Demon Cult suddenly smiled at them, and he smiled so brightly that the disciples of Yashan only felt terrified, and there was always an ominous premonition of imminent disaster.

Standing far away at the back of the line, Xia Zhitao, who was the "culprit", pursed her lips, laughed inwardly, and whispered in a volume that only she could hear, "I'll look for you later."

Zhang Kuang stood up, walking steadily and freely, without the slightest hint of drunkenness, and walked out calmly.

Song Qi followed her for a few steps, and couldn't keep up with her, so he yelled from a distance: "Zhang Kuang, what you promised before—"

Zhang Kuang said: "Remember, I will keep alive."

Everyone: "..."

Who was it before, drunkenly talking nonsense there, saying that he wanted to take the Shagui Cult and the hostages in one pot, but in the end he overthrew himself in an instant, and the slap in the face was so fast that it was comparable to a mountain collapse.

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After Zhang Kuang disappeared, Song Qi received everyone from Yashan in the main hall, and sat down to "play Tai Chi" with them.

A monarch who can annex several countries in this chaotic world and maintain his rule for nearly ten years, how can he be such a troublesome character.

Song Qi is thoughtful and extremely tactful in dealing with the world. She knows how to balance the relationship between the opposite way and the right way, as a monarch among mortals.

Furthermore, Yashan has a precept that "cultivators must not interfere with mortal affairs, and must not take action against any mortal", Song Qi also has some estimates in his heart.

She first apologized sincerely, entertained everyone with the attitude of a king of a country, and then narrated the matter of the demon cultivator in an orderly manner. What she said was the respect and respect that ordinary mortals have for ascetics, and she almost lifted Yashan to the sky. .

But once Master Ziyun asked about madness, Song Qi avoided it in various ways, and lamented in agony that the people had been abused, and it was unintentional to invite him to rebel.

In a word, no matter how much Mujin Peak Master tried to persuade him, Song Qi was determined and didn't want Yashan to intervene in this matter.

She arranged a room for everyone in Yashan, and Master Ziyun happened to be a little worried, so she led the disciples to stay temporarily and planned to observe for a few days.

Zhang Kuang's temperament is uncertain, if she suddenly turned her back and repented of attacking Song Guo, Yashan would be able to protect a few people at least.

Xia Zhitao has been mixing with her disciples all the time, her acting skills are flawless, when all the disciples including Master Ziyun have rested, she tiptoed out of the room with a lantern in her hand.

A certain kid surnamed Zhang swore that "I quit drinking" and "I won't drink anymore" in Yunji last time, but it didn't take long before he forced himself like this again, which made Xia Zhitao very upset. He was angry and planned to pinch his face a few times.

The rooms arranged by the empress were all in the east side hall, Xia Zhitao thought about it carefully, and felt that Zhang Kuang was probably in the farthest west hall, so he sneaked past.

The people here are all mortals. As a cultivator, Xia Zhitao found it very easy to avoid the patrolling guards. Without any effort, she came to the front of the west hall, and found Zhang Kuang's room by listening to the conversations of a few maidservants.

"...That's it?"

Xia Zhitao slightly raised the lantern, and there was silence around her, but in the tall palace in front of her, there was only such a lonely room, and the candles were still lit in the middle of the night.

Unlike the strict guards in other parts of the palace, Zhang Kuang was alone, quiet and deserted, and he didn't know what was going on.

Xia Zhitao originally thought that Song Qi treated Song Qi differently, and was inexplicably a little angry, but after thinking about it carefully, something seemed wrong.

As the leader of the Demon Cult who is the number one anti-Taoist, the little girl needs mortal guards, so she would be polite if she didn't throw Song Guo as a whole.

Candlelight was lit in the dark night, spreading a layer of soft light, as if clusters of apricot blossoms had fallen on the ground.

Xia Zhitao stepped forward with small steps, carefully covered the screen window with five fingers, and called softly: "Crazy?"

The room was silent, and no one responded to her.

I'm afraid this guy isn't drunk, is he unconscious?

Xia Zhitao felt a little uneasy in her heart, she called a few more times, but seeing that there was no response, she gritted her teeth, opened the door and walked in.

The door was ajar, but it was not closed tightly. Xia Zhitao just stretched out his hand and pushed it lightly, and it opened with a "click".

She walked into the room carefully, and saw the wine cup turned over on its side on the table, and some jugs and vats were piled up in a mess on the ground.

The jugs were half full, some were completely drunk, some still had a glass or two left, and some jugs were overturned on the ground, rolling to the corner of the room.

The smell of wine permeated layer by layer, filling the whole room, even overshadowing the faint fragrance of hibiscus, flooding Xia Zhitao overwhelmingly, causing her to cough a few times.

The room was beautifully decorated, but Zhang Kuang lay on the wooden table, he didn't seem to hear the sound of Xia Zhitao pushing the door and came in, he didn't react at all, as if he was asleep.

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Zhang Kuang only had a thin obscene garment on his body, which loosely hugged his thin body, and the wide sleeves were rolled down, revealing a small section of his white wrist.

Her skin was extremely pale, but it was hot because of drunkenness, her face was covered with a soft blush, and even her fingertips were tinged with a thin blush.

The surroundings were quiet, and she was lying on the wooden table alone, her long black hair hanging down her shoulders, her ears were flushed, her breathing was intermittent, and she sounded inexplicably sad.

Xia Zhitao sighed,

Sleeping here is not afraid of catching a cold.

She found a blanket in the house to put Zhang Kuang on, then opened the doors and windows to let in the wind, waited until the smell of alcohol gradually dissipated, and then closed it carefully.

Xia Zhitao moved the burning candlestick away, leaned down to look at Zhang Kuang, and whispered, "Did you really fall asleep?"

She stretched out her hand to caress the long hair of the other party, unexpectedly Zhang Kuang's body trembled slightly, he made a vague "um", and raised his head to look at her.

Xia Zhitao subconsciously wanted to withdraw her hand, but her fingertips accidentally touched her cheek, which was hot and soft.

...Why is it so hot?

Xia Zhitao touched her cheek with her hand, and it was hot under her fingertips, she couldn't help frowning.She had been walking outside just now, and her skin was slightly cold, so she gently covered her forehead with five fingers, bringing a little coolness to the other party.

Zhang Kuang blinked lightly, his long eyelashes swept across her fingertips, they were thin and itchy slightly.

Xia Zhitao withdrew her hand and couldn't help being stunned.

Zhang Kuang seemed to have not woken up, his eye sockets were covered with a thin layer of red, and he looked at himself blankly, his at a loss, looked extremely pitiful.

How much did he drink to become so drunk? Xia Zhitao frowned, feeling a little sour in his heart, and said softly, "Insolent?"

Zhang Kuang was in a daze, but he still heard what she said, nodded seriously, and said in a soft voice, "Senior Sister."

Xia Zhitao: "..."

Master!Master, your vest is gone!

Zhang Kuang's vest is the same as not wearing it, not to mention Xia Zhitao who has already seen it, even Jin Li has discovered it, and I don't know why Zhang Kuang is so persistent, he just thinks that his acting skills are very good.

Xia Zhitao was stunned for a moment, and then burst out laughing "puchi", so much that he couldn't stand up straight, and quickly reached out to support the table so as not to fall to the ground.

It took her a long time to recover, and she coughed guiltily.

I was used to Zhang Lan following her every day, calling softly "Senior Sister, Senior Sister", but now Zhang Kuang suddenly called him that, even though he knew it was the same person, he still felt very strange.

But I have to say that Xia Zhitao is quite useful for being called like this by the leader, and has the illusion of taking advantage of the other party.She looked at the other party with a smile, and asked with interest: "What did you call me just now?"

Zhang Kuang said seriously: "Senior Sister."

"Hey, you're really obedient." Xia Zhitao couldn't help laughing, she looked at her with her chin up, and said in a helpless voice, "Why are you so drunk?"

Zhang Kuang shook his head: "I'm not drunk."

Xia Zhitao couldn't help laughing, Five Fingers nodded her nose: "Who said that you are not drunk yet?"

Zhang Kuang shook his head again, and repeated earnestly: "I'm not drunk, I won't be drunk. I drank in the demon forest and the demon realm a long time ago. There were many empty wine tanks, and I never got drunk."

It's all like this, and you still say that you are not drunk?

Xia Zhitao smiled helplessly, pulled up a chair, sat down beside Zhang Kuang, and looked at the slightly drunk but stubborn kid.

The other party sat obediently, the black ink pupils were clean and clear, like pitch-black gems immersed in water, and carefully traced his own outline.

I am used to seeing yelling and rowdy drunks, Zhang Kuang's quiet and well-behaved appearance after being drunk makes people feel soft.

Xia Zhitao couldn't help stretching out her hand, and gently wiped away some of the water mist that bent her long eyelashes with her fingertips, and said softly, "You, why are you here?"

She was just talking to herself, and didn't expect the other party to answer, but Zhang Kuang seemed to understand, and replied seriously: "I followed the room that Song Qi asked to arrange."

Xia Zhitao was stunned, what's the matter with this kid, he doesn't make any noise after getting drunk, but he is actually answering other people's questions honestly.

Is it possible, what to ask and what to answer?

Such a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity cannot be missed, Xia Zhitao smiled, and teased: "Little Zhang Kuang, how old are you this year?"

Zhang Kuang hesitated for a long while, pondered for a long time, and then hesitantly replied: "I don't remember."

Xia Zhitao couldn't control herself, she stretched out her hand to pinch the other's cheek, and said, "Then why did you agree to help the queen, and why are you here?"

Zhang Kuang replied: "Song Qi has a kindness with me. She asked me for the matter of demon cultivation, so I ran over from the demon forest. She asked me what reward I wanted, so I just asked for a few pots aging."

Zhang Kuang lowered his head, and his voice sounded soft: "But I didn't expect that you would suddenly bring someone over. I'm sorry, I was so aggressive just now."

"Yashan has never been very polite to you," Xia Zhitao said calmly, "You can attack them as you like, and I agree."

Zhang Kuang said blankly, "What do you mean?"

Xia Zhitao laughed, and said: "Just don't be afraid, don't be afraid of anyone, don't be afraid of anything, if you want to do something, just do it."

Zhang Kuang seemed to understand this time, nodded and said, "Okay."

Although there were still a few questions in his mind, it was already late at night, and Xia Zhitao didn't want Zhang Kuang to stay awake, or fall asleep on the cold table.

She thought for a moment, then said softly: "I'll go find some hot water for you, ask if there is any hangover soup, wipe your cheeks a little, and then you're going to sleep."

Zhang Kuang made a "huh" sound, and didn't know if he had listened to her words, but still sat obediently on the spot, with long hair hanging down, covering his fine white complexion, dripping into the folds of his clothes like water.

Xia Zhitao stood up, rubbed the other's soft long hair for the last time, and turned to leave, but before she could push the door open with her five fingers, she was blocked by someone.

……What's going on here?

Someone rushed up and wrapped her waist carefully, Xia Zhitao froze on the spot in astonishment, momentarily in a dilemma.

Zhang Kuang leaned close to her, hugging her tightly, with the tip of his nose resting on his neck, his voice kept trembling: "Zhitao, Taotao, don't go."

He was fine just now, why was he suddenly frightened like this?Xia Zhitao patted her and comforted her: "Don't go, don't go, let me go first, I'll find you some hot water."

Zhang Kuang acted as if he hadn't heard, he still hugged her and didn't let go, breathing intermittently, pouring into his collar little by little, spreading clusters of sparks in the veins.

Xia Zhitao was wearing a heavy Yashan dress, and it was a bit hot in the room. She wanted to talk, but the other party was stubborn and refused to let go.

We can't let Zhang Kuang hug his waist, and then the two of them lie on the bed with their eyes closed in this awkward position.

Xia Zhitao really had no choice but to cautiously reach out and push her, coaxing softly: "Okay, I'm really going out for a while, and I'll be right back."

She didn't dare to use much force, so she gently pushed the other person's shoulder. As a result, she was as mad as if struck by lightning, and her black eyes were covered with mist, and she looked like she was about to cry.

Xia Zhitao: "..."

Her heart softened in an instant, she gritted her teeth, she really didn't intend to leave, and decided to stay here with the other party for a night.

The only point to consider is how to convince Master Ziyun or disciple Yashan if Minger sees him coming out of here.

Xia Zhitao was still thinking about it, but in the end she was thinking too seriously and forgot to explain it to someone who was drunk and confused.Zhang Kuang waited for a long time in a panic, misinterpreting her meaning.

Her consciousness was hazy and chaotic, she really thought that Xia Zhitao would leave her like last time and never come back again.

"pat-"

The jade cup was slammed to the ground, and her body was smashed to pieces in an instant. Her wrist was pressed down, and a little of the remaining wine in the jade cup gushed out, spreading out from the fragments gently and softly, drawing a clear and refreshing scent. plum.

Xia Zhitao's waist bumped against the edge of the table, causing the lamp to shake violently, the wick was flickered by the wind, and the white smoke swayed, and it took a while before it gradually stabilized.

There was no sound in the room, Xia Zhitao was stunned, raised his head slightly, and he could see a pair of black and white eyes, the long eyelashes were bent down by the moisture, looking at him cautiously.

The cold wind in the ears is calm, the fallen leaves are falling to the ground, the breath is close at hand, the sparks from the lamp flash up and down, and fall into the dark eyes, like a star.

The author has something to say: Xia Zhitao: Can you do it?you will not.

【off-site】

Zhang Kuang: Jiang Jiuli, lend me the giant blood pond python in your Demon Realm tomorrow, and I will make an apology behind my back.

Jiang Jiuli: What is the giant python?

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【A small notice】

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