The villain is soft and clingy [Transmigration Book]

This question really hit the point, Jin Li felt a "thump" in her heart, and sneakily raised her eyes to glance at Xia Zhitao.

Seeing that Xia Zhitao was not in a hurry, she smiled lightly, and said, "Both of them are disciples' swords, but the one in my arms is following from Qianjian Cliff, and I don't want to leave."

Although this reasoning is ridiculous, but Xia Zhitao's expression is indifferent, her voice is calm, her acting skills are so much better than a certain teacher with the surname Zhang, and Zheng Luo Yi believes it.

"Come from Qianjianya?" Zheng Luoyi was a little surprised, and praised, "Then this long sword is very suitable for you, and it is very destined, so you must grasp it carefully."

Xia Zhitao said: "Disciple knows."

Zheng Luoyi nodded slightly, and then gave some instructions to the two of them. The two girls brought the paper talismans to the side of the pool, and laid down the paper talismans carefully according to the instructions of the masters.

Jin Li wobbled, and after a few cloths, she moved to Xia Zhitao's side, elbowed her, and said with a smile, "It fits very well."

Xia Zhitao said calmly, "Okay, let's get to work."

With a meaningful smile on his face, Jin Li silently floated to the other side, while Xia Zhitao held the long sword in his arms, unfolded the paper talisman in his hand, and looked at it carefully for a while.

On the paper talisman, there are intricate lines, and Xia Zhitao can vaguely make out a few characters, which are "Shou", "Ming", and "Tao", and the rest can only be seen in outline.

"What kind of talisman is this?" Xia Zhitao looked up at the messy pool of water, feeling slightly puzzled, "Why is it placed here?"

She just asked casually, and a voice rang in her ears dimly. Xia Zhitao listened carefully, and the originally blurred voice slowly became clear.

"Mahayana Shouming and Stability Talisman," Zhang Kuang said, "It is used to suppress evil spirits and cleanse evil spirits."

When she was still "Zhang Lan", she was forced to listen to a bunch of lectures on literature and spells in Yashan, but she didn't expect it to be useful here.

Xia Zhitao said "Oh", but she didn't pay attention to this, she slightly lowered her eyebrows, and said, "Can you hear me, Xiao Kuang?"

The child had a serious look and spoke clearly and logically. Xia Zhitao smiled, always feeling that if she joined the righteous way, she should look down on thousands of monks and be crowned No. 1 in the righteous way.

"That's natural," Zhang Kuang said triumphantly, "I'm not a low-end sword demon like Mu Yuejian, who can't speak after turning into a sword."

Mu Yue at the waist trembled and protested, Xia Zhitao reached out and patted the black cloth, and said with a smile: "Don't you guys start fighting secretly while I can't hear you."

"Is this the kind of person I am?" Zhang Kuang said, "It's just a sword, I can't even survive one move from this seat, I don't even bother to make a move."

Mu Yue trembled again, but unfortunately most of the five senses were missing behind the sword, she couldn't see or speak, otherwise she would have to rush out to fight Zhang Kuang.

However, due to the current situation, neither of these two people can come out, otherwise several peak masters and many disciples would have to be terrified.

Zhang Kuang said with disgust: "This Muyue sword is shaking back and forth, Zhitao, you put it in the storage ring, so you don't have to hug me."

Living things cannot be placed in the storage ring, but the consciousness in the sword is obviously outside the boundaries, it is not considered alive, nor can it "die", Mu Yue really doesn't care where she is put.

After getting permission, Xia Zhitao put Muyue Sword into the storage ring. After all, holding one in his arms and another around his waist, it was still too eye-catching.

But different from what Zhang Kuang thought, Xia Zhitao still hugged her, bent down, and continued to carefully arrange the spells according to the master's instructions.

It was quiet at the side of the ear, she was at the edge of the pool, and the voices of the other disciples were lost in the cold wind, blowing down into a vague and distant sound.

The lake was extremely quiet and extremely cold. A transparent drop of water slipped from the tip of the rock and fell straight into the water. There was a thin "tick" sound, like a crisp bell.

"...Peach."

A familiar voice sounded in her ears, calling her gently and softly, like a paper kite folded thinly.

Xia Zhitao smiled and said, "What's wrong?"

The other party hesitated, lowered his voice, and asked cautiously: "Are you going to be angry?"

"Did I cause you trouble?" Her voice became lower and lower, and she sounded extremely sad, "Suddenly it turned into a sword body, and she still stubbornly refused to come back..."

"What are you thinking?" Xia Zhitao said, "I'm not angry at all, it's better to say that I won't be angry at anything you do."

Zhang Kuang was stunned for a moment, then repeated in a low voice: "You won't get angry at anything?"

This range is indeed too big, Xia Zhitao thought for a while, and said, "Most of the time, I won't get angry."

Zhang Kuang Nuonuo said "Oh", and then quietly fell silent. Xia Zhitao cast a few rows of charms in a row, but the other party didn't make any more sound.

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After all the places arranged by the master were arranged, Xia Zhitao walked back along the water pool with the long sword in his arms.

Jin Li was still sitting where she was, lazily sticking to one of the charms, tugging here and there, the inefficiency was outrageous.

"Jinli, look at her."

Zheng Luoyi paced over, looked at Jinli's crooked talismans, and Xia Zhitao's long neat row, and sighed heavily.

Jin Li didn't realize it, and said with a smile, "As expected of Junior Sister Xia, she's so reliable, her movements are neat and fast."

After all the spells were arranged, Master Feng summoned the spirit sword to lay down the formation, and the disciples could no longer stay here. After finishing the coolies, they were taken back to Yashan by the big disciples.

Xia Zhitao and Jin Li were at the back of the team, and they watched the shimmering light in the cold water valley change from a distance, and their spiritual power rippled layer by layer, covering the entire valley.

"Actually, when you think about it, it's quite infiltrating." Jin Li muttered softly, "I don't know who did it, but it's worse than the fire in Baihe Hall."

Xia Zhitao nodded slightly.

She thought for a moment, and separated from Jin Li.Xia Zhitao didn't rush back to Yashan immediately, but stopped in a town not far from Hanshui Valley.

There was no one on the street, and most of them were notified by Yashan to take refuge.Xia Zhitao walked alone, only to feel that her arms were empty, and the lacquered black sword scabbard had disappeared.

Beside her stood an ancient banyan tree, Xia Zhitao raised her head slightly, and saw a familiar figure among the layers of branches and leaves.

The toes of the black boots were plated with a little silver light, and they swayed slightly up and down. Looking up, they were slender and straight legs bound tightly by black brocade.

Zhang Kuang jumped down from the tree, landed softly on his toes, like a cat without making a sound.

She smiled at Xia Zhitao, and said with some embarrassment, "I'm sorry for letting you take me away for so long."

Xia Zhitao burst out laughing, and said: "Yes, it's been hard work, I have to carry a long sword everywhere, it's so hard that it hurts my bones."

She deliberately paused, her eyebrows and eyes curved like crescent moons, and she said softly: "It would be much better if it were a little girl who could hold hands."

Zhang Kuang was stunned for a while, a blush appeared on the tips of his ears, his long eyelashes were slightly lowered, and he whispered: "Don't make fun of me."

Xia Zhitao took a few steps closer, reached out to touch her cheek, and said, "Who made fun of you, I'm serious."

"Then when will you come over?" Zhang Kuang obediently didn't move, blinked his eyes, his voice was full of expectations, "When will you come to Qiling?"

Her dark black eyes are bright, like a deep pool, whenever she looks at Xia Zhitao, the pool is filled with stars.

Xia Zhitao knew that the other party was in a hurry, so she herself was not. However, the incident at Yashan was one after another, and there was no clue for what she wanted to find, so she could only postpone it.

"I promise, it will be here soon."

Xia Zhitao sighed softly: "I was driven to Hanshui Valley just after I came back, and I haven't had time to go to Jinhua Peak."

"Don't worry, I just mentioned it casually," Zhang Kuang said softly, "Don't worry about it."

Having said that, her voice sounded a bit hollow, reluctant, maybe it was because she was very anxious, wishing that the other party would bring things to Qiling today.

Zhang Kuang paused, as if he had made up his mind, lowered his head slightly, and said, "If you change your mind and don't want to come, it's fine."

Xia Zhitao was so angry and funny, she stretched out her hand to pinch the other's cheek, and when she looked over with aggrieved eyes, she said angrily, "What are you talking about?"

"We slept together," Xia Zhitao said calmly, "Do you still want to run away?"

Zhang Kuang: "..."

The two of them clearly slept with their clothes on before, and they fell asleep politely. They were frightened and frightened all night, and they didn't dare to do anything that crossed the line.

And this matter fell into Xia Zhitao's mouth, and after a long time, it sounded like he had done something justified.

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According to the previous discussion, Zhang Kuang agreed to act in a low-key manner before leaving the customs silently.She didn't go back to Qiling, but ran silently to Master Xuanxu's demon forest, planning to stay in the Ninth Soul Bone for a while.

Xia Zhitao rushed back to Yashan from the small town, because of a delay, she was the last one to arrive, and the rest of the disciples had already gone to Jishu for instructions, and went straight back to their respective peaks.

Xia Zhitao had no way of knowing how the matter in the Cold Water Valley ended. She could only catch a glimpse or two of the development of the situation from the worried expressions of the peak masters.

After about five or six days, under Xia Zhitao's repeated pleadings, Luo Yi finally agreed to take her to Jinhua Peak.

About 40 years ago, when Ziyun was still the chief disciple, one letter a year from Immortal Hibiscus was suddenly cut off, and then there was no life, and there was no news.

That is to say, in the same year, the formation in Jinhua Peak was suddenly activated, and the whole peak fell into white mist and was isolated from the cliff mountain, and the disciples were forced to move to a small side peak near Jinhua Peak.

No matter which peak leader or the head of Yuebai, they were all isolated by Jinhua Peak's almost god-like restrictions, and they couldn't get in even after trying their best.

The restriction is divided into three layers, the first layer is the turbulent white mist, and the spirit vines hidden in it, once an intruder is found, they will be tied up and thrown out of the restriction.

As for the second and third floors of the restriction, the disciples don't know about it, and only the peak masters know a thing or two.Xia Zhitao couldn't get in by himself, and the bearded master was unreliable, so he could only ask Zheng Luoyi.

Fortunately, Zheng Luo Yi was easy to talk, and after being pestered by Xia Zhitao for a few days, he let go and took her to have a look, but he had to keep it secret from other people, and he could only enter the second floor of the restriction.

It happened that one day most of the peak owners were discussing matters in the main hall, so Zheng Luoyi took Xia Zhitao and quietly entered Jinhua Peak from the back mountain.

Xia Zhitao walked with difficulty step by step, almost out of breath: "The restriction in the transformation stage... I'm afraid it can be compared with the restriction of Yashan."

"It's my first time here too," Zheng Luo Yi cut open a light vine with the edge of his sword, and comforted him, "Don't worry, this light vine won't really hurt anyone, it will be fine after this distance."

Xia Zhitao nodded, followed Zheng Luoyi for an unknown amount of time, and finally got out of the white mist.

The two stood on the side of the vast open space, white mist filled behind them, and the sky above their heads was completely buried. They didn't know where they came from, and they didn't know their way back.

Xia Zhitao opened her mouth, but was shocked to find that she couldn't make a sound.

Right in front of them, the white mist that was originally quietly surging suddenly seemed to have life, gathered like clouds, and then dispersed quietly, leaving behind a figure.

Zheng Luo Yi said softly: "Consciousness takes a picture."

The white mist condensed into the appearance of countless petals, passing the corners of the man's eyes and brows docilely, and condensed into a smoky white robe.

Immortal Hibiscus came slowly, his figure was traced out of the fog, his steps were light and soft, as if he was stepping on the bright moonlight that was shining all over the ground.

She turned her head to look at the two of them, her eyes were ink-stained, her eyebrows were like distant black, like a woman walking out of an ink painting scroll, she was astonishingly similar to that person as if they were carved out of the same mold.

"...Jinhua Peak is closed."

Immortal Hibiscus stood in the sea of ​​smoke, with pear white petals falling on his side, and said in a warm voice: "Everyone, please go back."

Zheng Luo Yi staggered back a step, his face full of disbelief, and murmured: "No wonder Master Qin would say that, it's really too similar."

Yes, too much alike.

Xia Zhitao stared at the conscious photo, looked at the rumored Immortal Hibiscus, and seemed to see another person in a daze.

A person who was obediently put on a pale pink robe in the White Crane Illusion, despite his reluctance.

A person whose ears are always slightly red, black eyes that seem to be soaked in clear water, and who likes to smile at her.