Hidden among the villains [Quick Transmigration]

Eight large sedan chairs and soft chairs with light gauze float up and down in the air.Mu Qinyan leaned against it, letting Ying Xueqiong, who was chasing after her with lightness kung fu, blushed.

All the way was within Mu Zhuoyan's faint sight, so she didn't dare to act rashly, and fell behind the team with her moderate lightness skills, and she was very embarrassed.

There was an inexplicable sense of oppression on that person.Yingxueqiong lowered her head, not looking at Yu Liansheng in the sedan chair.

She couldn't figure out why a character who was destined to be killed in the plot would be given points.These points mean that no matter who kills him, he will be punished.

There are only four people in the magic camp this time, and each person will deduct 750, which is only a short distance away from [-].This means that if there are no points accumulated from other worlds, as long as one more boss dies, they will all be wiped out.

But every time you enter a world, the main god will deduct 80% of all points.In this way, how much can each person use to fill this vacancy?

Yu Liansheng can die, but those who cannot die are worthless.

Yingxueqiong's expression darkened, and while she was panting, a paper crane quietly fell out of her sleeve, almost wanting to blend in with the surrounding scenery, with life in her breath, she flapped her wings and flew in another direction.

Tianhun Mountain is just ahead, and this area is all the territory of the Demon Sect.

Among the many magicians who came here just because of their reputation, the eight maids in white clothes carrying the sedan chairs in the Ningyu Palace are undoubtedly a clean stream.Such beauty, in contrast, can be called a fairy.

Nature is striking.

"Who am I? Isn't this the little girl from Ningyu Palace? The one carried in the soft sedan chair, could it be the leader?" On a camphor tree branch in the mountain, a man with his clothes half exposed, stood with arms folded, with his eyebrows down. , there is a slender scar reaching to the corner of the mouth, the appearance is a bit wretched, coupled with the expression, it is even more obscene, it is the notorious flower picker, Yu Feijing.

When he opened his mouth at this time, he deliberately used his internal strength, and the people on the road with a radius of a hundred miles couldn't help laughing when they heard these words.

Not to mention that the palace owner sitting in the eight soft sedan chairs of the Ningyu Palace is a man, even if it is a woman, it would be difficult to swallow this breath if she was humiliated for no reason.

However, Yu Feijing was a first-class master in his early years, and his lightness kung fu is even better.The Condensing Flower Technique without mental skills has been in decline for a long time, and it has little deterrent effect.

It was precisely because of this that he made provocative words, all in order to have some fun on the boring journey.

"You are not allowed to insult my master!" Ying Xueqiong was a little helpless, and rushed to the soft sedan chair full of righteous indignation, confronting others.I've thought of this trouble-seeking character a hundred times in my heart.

"It doesn't matter." Everyone only knew that someone in the soft sedan spoke, the voice was deep and unrecognizable of joy or anger, and it was heard in the ears of Kong Xuan, which shocked people's minds.

"But, Master..." Ying Xueqiong struggled, and obediently backed away.

This sentence is for Yu Feijing, he was under more pressure than others, he was in a trance for a moment, when he came back to his senses, his back couldn't help but tense, he was uncertain.

Yu Liansheng, is he really a persimmon?

But if he turns around and runs away now, he will become a big laughing stock in the world in the future. Yu Feijing has been picking flowers for many years, and he still has two points of confidence in his life-saving and lightness skills. Although he is uneasy, he still bites the bullet Resented: "Hmph, mouse..."

Before the words were finished, the white gauze on the sedan chair rose without any wind, and it was suddenly dark in the mountains, and there seemed to be a cold air rushing through the layers of gauze curtains.The fragrance floated, Yu Feijing's pupils suddenly spread, her whole body twisted, bowed forward tightly, as if being strangled by an invisible big hand, and let out a fragmented whimper.

The wind blows the leaves, but only a few breaths.His body seemed to have been drained of all vitality, and he lay limp on the ground, a piece of ashes.

The surrounding observers were silent, and there was a dead silence.

Mu Qinyan understated it and killed a first-class expert.In front of everyone's eyes, it was like crushing an ant to death, and he didn't even show his face.

"Get up the sedan chair." His voice was lazy, but it made all the people who witnessed all this in a radius of a hundred miles shudder.

All the maids raised their chests proudly, carried the sedan chair and floated away.

When the group of people disappeared into the forest, the place seemed to be unlocked, and it became noisy in an instant.

Someone went to check Yu Feijing's body, only to find that the body was soft and boneless inside, a little force made a big hole, overflowing with scarlet, everything inside was completely destroyed except for the intact skin.Isn't it just one of the techniques of inviting the moon to condense flowers, destroying leaves and folding flowers?With such a heat, one must have comprehended the method and have internal strength to match.

Everyone was terrified.

Mu Zhuoyan intended to intimidate, but he never expected that today's incident would spread more and more widely among a group of devils who fear the world will not be chaotic.As far as the entire martial arts world is concerned, it has become dumbfounding.

It's terrible, another peerless monster who kills without batting an eye has appeared in Ningyu Palace.

It is said that this son has comprehended the legendary mind of the old witch, Yunshui Zen mind.

Remember the old fear of being dominated?

Tianhun Mountain, Zhanya Peak.

This place is heavily guarded, and only those who hold the order can enter.Almost all sects in the Demon Sect have surrendered to Cang Ming, and this gathering is a final warning to the remaining thorns.

The majestic and huge halls in the mountains are scattered, completely different from the Ningyu Palace. It is getting late now, and there seems to be fangs and bloody mouths in the twilight, which is ferocious and majestic.

The meeting will start tomorrow at [-]:[-], they are invited to arrive today, and they will rest here overnight, and will not see Cang Ming for the time being.For Cang Ming, Yu Liansheng was not worthy of welcoming him in person.

Standing in the allocated residence in the outer hall was only a hall master of the Demon Sect, and all the visitors were considered prominent figures in the Demon Dao, and none of them dared to express their dissatisfaction.

At this moment, Mu Zhuoyan had put away the soft sedan chair and moved forward, attracting almost everyone's attention.He was originally handsome and beautiful, but now he has achieved great feats, and his movements are more like walking on water and clouds, not falling into the mundane world.

But today's rumors are still in my ears, this person is an out-and-out big devil.Everyone turned their eyes away one after another, not wanting to touch his edge.

"The side hall of the west hall, secretly, you lead them there." The head of the consul hall sent them away without even looking at him.

At this time, two men came forward from behind, met Mu Zhuoyan and his party, and passed by.

The two were bare-chested and breast-exposed, and their clothes were quite exotic, attracting attention, and one of them could be heard from a distance saying loudly: "Poison King Feng Wuzhui and Master Shijue, come to report."

Ying Xueqiong, who was following behind Mu Qinyan, staggered and nearly fell.

The author has something to say:

The author was dumbfounded and commented cowardly, but none of the readers were fooled.

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