The villain is soft and clingy [Transmigration Book]

"What's the meaning of this?" Zheng Luo Yi lost his voice, "How could Immortal Hibiscus be with the leader..."

The two looked at each other and smiled, and their behaviors were very similar. If there was any difference, it would be a slight difference between their eyebrows and eyes.

Compared with the arrogant and chiseled face, the Hibiscus Immortal Venerable is a little softer, with a little less youthful vigor, her expression is thin, and there is no ripple in the black pupil

It's more like a high-ranking fairy, who has been walking for a long time, and has long been accustomed to seeing the ups and downs, the joys and sorrows of the world.

Seeing that both of them were stunned in place, the conscious photo sighed and raised his hand slightly.

"excuse me."

Her voice was as gentle as jade, and she fell softly on the side of her ear: "Please go back."

Smokey white long sleeves hang down the arms, stacked in clusters at the joints, with a light swipe of the almost transparent fingertips, a white mist surges up, covering the sky and the sun, covering all sight.

Xia Zhitao subconsciously raised her hand to stop it. When the thick fog gradually dissipated, she looked around in a daze and found that she was already standing under Jinhua Peak.

Zheng Luo Yi was still standing not far away, his eyes were still falling between the surging white mist, and he was dazed in a daze.

Xia Zhitao looked up and saw that the whole mountain was surrounded by mist, and the sea of ​​smoke was surging gently, and there was no more ripple because of the two of them entering.

"Master Zheng." Hearing Xia Zhitao calling him, Zheng Luo Yi came back to his senses a little and said, "Don't worry, I won't tell the other peak masters."

Hearing the other party's assurance, Xia Zhitao felt a little relieved. She thought for a moment and asked softly, "Master, how much do you know about Immortal Mujin?"

Zheng Luoyi shook his head, regretfully said: "I am the least experienced among the thirteen peak masters. Before I became the peak master, Immortal Mu Jin had already traveled abroad and never met him."

Xia Zhitao hurriedly said: "You are willing to bring your disciples to Jinhua Peak, I am very grateful."

The two left Jinhua Peak, Xia Zhitao was about to say goodbye, and went to a remote corner to report to Zhang Kuang, when Zheng Luo Yi spoke first.

Holding his chin, he said, "You can go to the Jishu fairies and ask, or we can go to Wanshu Pavilion and look through the dossiers that record the calendar, maybe there will be clues."

Xia Zhitao was a little embarrassed, she lowered her head slightly, and said, "To tell you the truth..."

"In the Wanshu Pavilion, there are hundreds of immortal history books, and the mortal world has recently changed dynasties," she said softly, "I basically read them all."

The only place I haven't been to is the forbidden pavilion. It is said that there are some lost Taoism, ancient forbidden techniques, etc. inside, and even the peak masters are not allowed to enter easily.

Zheng Luo Yi was a little startled, but soon relieved, smiled softly, and said: "You really have a heart."

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Since the white fog closed the mountain, very few disciples would come here. The Jinhua Peak was silent, extremely quiet and extremely cold, but once they stepped out of the stone steps, it would be a different scene.

Noisy and noisy sounds broke into the ears, and the red smoke rose hot, covering the sky like a burning cloud, melting into an overflowing maple red color.

Behind the bursting red fireworks, in the extremely distant sky, there are dark clouds surging faintly, and thunder and lightning rumbling.

Xia Zhitao was taken aback, looking at the crimson fireworks in the sky, she always felt that it was the leader who ran around restlessly, and was accidentally seen by that disciple of Yashan.

"The red fireworks on Yashan," she subconsciously called out, "Master, what happened?"

Zheng Luo Yi was a little dazed, right next to them, the disciples were terrified and gathered in one place noisily.

"Everyone, calm down first," Zheng Luoyi shouted sharply as he protected his disciples, "Go beyond the main white peak!"

Between the violent storm, lightning and thunder, the barrier covering the Demon Realm shook, and as the lightning suddenly struck down, a small crack appeared in the originally impregnable restraint.

They looked at it from afar, and there was only a trace of the crack at first, but it continued to spread and expand outwards as the lightning cascaded down, until recently——

The thunder suddenly exploded, and with a "bang", the crack finally extended into a wide gap, exposing the red demon field behind it.

Xia Zhitao couldn't believe her eyes, her eyebrows thumped, her blood seemed to flow back, hitting her heart like a drum beating.

The ancient barrier was broken? !

How could it be possible that only two of the Liuyao seals were broken, and the remaining four are still supporting, so the barrier has already been opened? !

The disciples rose up with their swords one after another, and their figures flew across the sky, rushing towards the main peak of Yubai like a stream of light.

Xia Zhitao followed the disciples, and saw that many disciples had gathered in the white jade altar, and the headmaster saw Zheng Luoyi coming from a distance, and hurriedly called him over.

"Look over there, the barrier has been restored!"

A disciple in the crowd was shouting, Xia Zhitao looked along, and as expected, the spiritual energy between the heaven and the earth slowly surged up, covering it like a tide, and repairing the barrier layer by layer.

After a few breaths, the gaping gap disappeared, and the wind poured into the thick dark clouds in the sky, and it only took a moment to dissipate completely, revealing the hidden blue sky and bright sun.

Although the barrier was repaired by itself, it was a blessing in misfortune, but everyone was not happy——

Just in a short period of time when the barrier was broken, a ten thousand year old beast suddenly broke out from the Demon Realm.

The ferocious beast has a very high realm and is an extremely dangerous demon creature. After breaking into the human world, it can be said that it is unstoppable, and it swept over with a destructive force.

In the face of such terrifying things, the righteous way guarding the border is no match, but after barely getting the news back, they have all been buried in the belly of the beast.

Xia Zhitao gently pushed aside the crowd and came to the edge of the White Jade Altar. Behind him were countless disciples and masters, and in front of him was the vast expanse of heaven and earth.

... Is it really a coincidence?

Xia Zhitao didn't think that the gap was only opened for a short while, and there were fierce beasts gushing out immediately, which was still in the realm of ten thousand years. No matter how I thought about it, I felt suspicious.

The Demon Realm is located at the farthest corner of the mainland, separated from the cliff by several mountain ranges, vast forests of monsters and beasts, and many mortal cities and towns.

If the ten-thousand-year-old magic beast is really allowed to act recklessly, mortals will suffer, and I am afraid that the people will be devastated and the people will be destitute.

Just as Luo Yi stepped onto the high platform in a few steps, the head of the sect, Jun Yuehou, also received the news immediately, and the rest of the peak masters stood aside, listening to the orders issued by the head.

Jun Yuehou looked at the distant sky, pondered for a moment, and said with concentration: "This matter is important, Gao Ze, Zihuan, Hu Zi, you three and me..."

Above ten thousand feet in the sky, a man stood with his hands behind his back, his white clothes flying like clouds, a cold voice came from afar, interrupting his words: "There is no need to do this."

The sun is getting stronger, and there is no trace of a shower.The surrounding disciples cheered loudly, wave after wave.

Xia Zhitao's breathing stopped, her body froze suddenly, and she looked up in disbelief, as if falling into a cold abyss.

——Immortal No.1.

Silently, the self-styled Snow Mountains left the customs.

Shouts of joy and love filled her ears, like a heavy weight falling on her chest.

Xia Zhitao's body suddenly lost strength, and his whole body fell to the ground, his muscles and bones hurt from the fall, and the oppressive feeling was boundless and surging.

Amidst the roaring cheers, Mo Wusheng lightly landed on the ground, Hu Wenchen followed behind him, sheathed the long sword, and sighed.

Mo silently passed by many peak masters, and came straight to the head of the sect, raised his finger and waved, his expression was alienated, and his voice was extremely cold and weak.

He said: "A pair of spirit locks."

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In the ninth center of the Soul Bone of the Demon Forest, a gust of wind blew through the layers of branches and leaves, breaking the cold and quiet, and spreading the whirling sound.

Zhang Kuang squatted halfway on the ground, she tilted her head slightly, gathered a twig with her slender fingers, and scratched it on the ground, with a serious expression and a silly smile on her brows and eyes.

"You've been drawing for a long time, what are you drawing?" Ling Tong squatted beside him, holding his fleshy jaw, and asked curiously, "Well, a long-haired woman, smiling?"

Zhang Kuang glared at him, and said fiercely: "Don't look!"

The soul boy was scolded inexplicably, he hummed dissatisfiedly, and said: "If you don't watch it, don't watch it, I'm leaving!"

There was no way, he couldn't beat Zhang Kuang again, and Master Xuanxu was extremely eccentric, causing the soul boy to squat aside by himself, sullen for a while.

Zhang Kuang lowered his head and was carefully tracing the painting on the ground. Suddenly, dark clouds and thunderstorms in the distance startled her, and the branches fell to the ground with a "clack".

"What's going on, what's wrong with the barrier?" Zhang Kuang rushed out and found Master Xuanxu in the wooden house, and the two of them flew into the air together and came to the top of the demon forest.

Compared with the distant cliff mountain, the demon forest is closer to the barrier of the demon world, and the scene can be seen more clearly and directly.

——In front of the two of them, the barrier that had been maintained for tens of thousands of years broke open for the first time like a ferocious smile.

But within a few breaths, the ten thousand year old beast that broke out from the depths of the Demon Realm rushed to the Demon Forest.

The ferocious beast was huge, covering the sky and the sun, shaking the ground with every step. The ancient trees in the demon forest were like slender weeds, bent and collapsed under the trample.

Zhang Kuang suddenly turned around and shouted, "Master!"

Holding an ancient staff, Master Xuanxu hammered heavily from mid-air. After a loud "boom", the demonic aura vibrated layer by layer, and countless stones piled up, forming a rock giant.

"That's a demonic beast, why are you sticking around?" Master Xuan Xu scolded, "You can't tolerate a trace of demonic energy in your body, why don't you go!"

Zhang Kuang was dressed in thin black clothes, and his ink hair was loosely tied up, scattered in the wind, like ink dripping into water, depicting mountains and rivers.

She said softly, "Master, I won't go."

With a backhand grip by Zhang Kuang, the numerous petals condense into a sword.She raised her eyebrows and smiled, and her voice was contemptuous: "It's just a ten thousand year old beast, it's not worth mentioning!"

"I really convinced you, you stubborn child. You don't listen to what you say, and you don't understand what is reasonable. Is there any law for you?"

While cursing, Master Xuanxu summoned the rock giant to face the fierce beast that was close at hand.

The ferocious beast raised its iron hoof, and slammed into the palm of Pan Shi, the devilish energy waved layer by layer, shaking Master Xuanxu's heart ached, and blood gushed out of his throat.

"Master, be careful, I'll deal with it!"

The petals all over the sky responded to the call, and condensed into countless cold long swords beside him. With a frenzied stroke, the violent wind and rain blasted on the beast, forcefully forcing it back a few feet.

Different from monsters in the human world, monsters in the Demon Realm have an extremely terrifying ability to corrode, extremely ferocious and cruel.

Master Xuanxu guarded the ninth floor for a long time, he had already exhausted his mind, but he lost his position in just a few moves, allowing the beast to break into the soul bone, breaking the seal almost like crushing it.

With the destruction of the six-line restraint, Master Xuanxu suffered a backlash, vomited blood, fell from a high altitude, and was hurriedly caught by the soul boy.

"You protect the master!" Zhang Kuang was not in a good state, his black clothes were scratched in a mess, his body was covered in blood, and he tried to shout. "I deal with this thing!"

The ferocious beasts attacked one wave after another. After Zhang Kuang barely blocked the next blow, he finally found an opening in the gap.

She jumped into the air suddenly and rushed towards the beast.

The spirit veins rumbled, surged restlessly, and the majestic spiritual power spread wantonly. Petals surged from all directions, rolled up the fallen leaves whistling, and condensed into a huge sharp blade in mid-air.

Zhang Kuang took a deep breath, and the spiritual power in his body flowed rapidly, pouring all of it into the sharp blade, and the moment the beast realized it and turned its head——

The sharp blade slashed down and slashed across the neck fiercely!

There was only a loud "plop", and the head of the beast fell in response to the sound, hitting a messy monster forest.

"It's done!" Zhang Kuang was both surprised and happy, raised his hand to wipe the blood from his lips, and hurriedly turned back to see the situation of Master Xuanxu.

Master Xuanxu was seriously injured, his heart was damaged, he closed his eyes tightly, his eyebrows were twisted into knots, and he was coughing up bright red blood.

"What, what should I do?" Ling Tong was at a loss, his eyes were red, "Master was injured, and the seal of Liu Yao was also destroyed..."

Zhang Kuang exhaled softly, his black hair scattered down his back, blood gushed from the wound, and the devilish energy gradually eroded into his muscles and bones, almost crazily devouring spiritual power.

"In this way," Zhang Kuang supported Master Xuanxu, expending his spiritual power to protect his heart veins, his voice was a little difficult, "I...cough, let's go back to Qiling first."

The soul boy nodded hastily, bent over wildly, and lifted Master Xuanxu up, but the moment she stood up, she felt dizzy and almost fell to the ground.

"……Well."

Zhang Kuang bit his lower lip tightly, the pain awakened his consciousness a bit, his body only slightly swayed, and then regained his footing.

The three of them were all scarred, and when they walked back slowly, a person suddenly walked slowly on top of the collapsed body of the beast.

The man was dressed in a white brocade robe, with a high hair crown, looking down at the three people who were in a state of distress, his expression could not distinguish between sorrow and joy, and the spirit locks clinked between his five fingers.

"The leader of the Demon Cult."

Mo Wusheng said softly: "Catch him without a fight."

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Momo left without a sound, but Xia Zhitao felt that it had been a long, long time in less than half an hour.For a long time, the sound of the wind stagnated, and the sound of the sound died out, turning into black ashes.

So much so that when the other party really came back and the white-robed figure stepped onto the white jade altar, Xia Zhitao didn't respond at all, with her five fingers tightly clasped, staring at the stone brick in front of her, motionless.

The disciples cheered like thunder, and finally regained their sanity a bit.She stood up blankly and turned her head away.

Mo Wusheng stepped onto the white jade altar, he didn't come back alone, he loosened his five fingers casually, and with a "boom", another person smashed on the stone steps.

Bai Yutan fell silent for a moment.

Zhang Kuang coughed lightly and heavily, his thin black clothes were dripping with blood, his black hair stuck to his white jade face, his breathing was intermittent, and he was dizzy from the hemorrhage in his throat.

"There are two more people with me, the ten-thousand-year demon and the soul boy," Mo Wusheng said in a low voice, "and escaped."

Zhang Kuang was restrained by spirit locks, his thin white fingers were drenched with blood, but he still struggled to stand up.

She propped herself up vigorously, her five fingers trembling unceasingly, but she lost her strength and slid down in a moment, her body hit the ground heavily, and there was a fine trembling sound.

"She has a very special physique. She is clearly a mortal, but her spiritual power is intertwined with flesh and blood. It is very strange."

Mo Wusheng said casually: "I removed most of her spiritual power and destroyed several spiritual veins. Before she is dead, you should interrogate her as soon as possible."

Xia Zhitao trembled when she heard it, she wanted to rush forward, but Jin Li grabbed her arm behind her: "Master, younger sister,"

Jin Li was also very nervous. She lowered her voice and pulled the other person back forcefully, "Calm down first—"

Xia Zhitao threw Jin Li away, and she strode forward, her figure was exposed in front of all the disciples, her back was straightened under countless gazes.

She said word by word, coldly: "Honorable Immortal, the appearance of the leader of the Demon Cult must have something to do with the Liuyao seal. I'm afraid that there will be no useful information in the trial for a while, and the world will suffer from this catastrophe!"

After a silent pause, he said, "How about that?"

Xia Zhitao bent down, with five fingers deeply embedded in his palms, conscious of the pain, and bowed to the peak masters: "My disciple's humble opinion."

You have to be calm, you can't be impulsive.

Xia Zhitao's ears were buzzing, she watched herself walk up to the stage, and heard herself explain clearly and forcefully, "The interrogation will be postponed."

"We should first take the leader of the Demon Cult into the dungeon, heal the throat injury, and maintain a trace of spiritual veins. After she can speak fluently, I will interrogate her carefully."

Mo Wusheng did not speak, and turned to look at the head of Yashan.

Jun Yuehou looked at Xia Zhitao, praised her non-serving and calm attitude, and said, "You are right."

"Zheng Luo Yi, Zi Yun." Jun Yuehou ordered, "You and this disciple will take Zhang Kuang to the water prison first."

Xia Zhitao bowed slightly and strode forward.

She bent down, ignoring the layers of blood staining her white clothes, and carefully picked up Zhang Kuang, her movements were extremely light and gentle, her five fingers trembling continuously.

Zhang Kuang lay obediently in Xia Zhitao's arms, unable to utter a complete sentence, the corners of his eyes were extremely red, and the black and white eyes were full of tears.

Tears slid down his cheeks drop by drop, staining the blood with mottled marks.Her consciousness has long been lost, and her black eyes are at a loss, leaving only a weak voice like a dream:

"…pain……"

The author has something to say: Zhang Kuang: When Zhitao hugs her, it doesn't hurt anymore.

[With the lid on the pot] The next chapter will be sweet!I am my mother! !