When the author meets the villain BOSS [Transmigration Book]

With Granny Qionghua and others joining, everything became much easier.They worked together to capture Zuo Changhui and many Gu people, not to mention most of the blood demon killers who tried to escape and were forced to come back.

Zuo Changhui's face was severely kicked by Mu Bai during the fight, his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, and he is now in a semi-comatose state, but the Gu worm in his abdomen is still irritable.Nangong Qingyan stabbed fiercely at the wriggling place, and the long sword directly penetrated Zuo Changhui's body, nailing the Gu worm to the blade.After pulling out/out, the squirming is still the same, but it is much weaker.

Mu Bai saw the long limbs protruding from the blood hole, and felt that this thing was disgusting.The double-yolk egg stretched its neck, and its eyes sparkled.

Mu Bai was terrified: "Master, this thing is not fun, you must not take it for granted..."

He opened his mouth and then immediately shut his mouth. What he said was really too provocative.There is no way, the sequelae of lack of communication with people in the previous life, in this life it is always easy to blurt out what is in the mind without paying attention to skills.Mu Bai turned around with regret in his mind, and then he felt that he should find another thing to distract Shuangyolk's attention...

Sure enough, Shuangyodan glanced at him, didn't speak, kept rubbing his round and thick thumbs against his chin, and quietly increased his speed, apparently becoming more interested, thinking about playing with it.Grandma Qionghua sighed, thinking that she would probably have to live a life of wits and courage with Shuangyodan in the future - Shuangyodan will definitely spare no effort to find a way to steal one or two Gu people from her.

Seeing the completely different reactions of the two, for some reason, Mu Bai became a little happy again.

Although there are many bad things in this world, there are also many interesting people around him.The pale and barren life of the previous life has been filled little by little in this life and has become colorful.

Nangong Qingyan didn't give the Gu worm any chance to play tricks, and poured a bottle of medicinal powder into it.Mu Bai seemed to hear something screaming, but he didn't hear anything, but all the limbs shrank back instantly: "What's wrong with it?"

Nangong pointed to the unconscious Zuo Changhui: "It's the same as him for the time being."

The Gu people who couldn't sense the leader were obviously a little confused, some stopped struggling in a daze, and some resisted instinctively, but they didn't have the original fierceness of fearing death. He was subdued with all hands and feet.

Nangong Qingyan turned to Shuangyodan, explained to him the method of suppressing the Gu worms and temporarily waking up Zuo Changhui, and asked Granny Qionghua to bring these people to Luo Xu. When he looked at the killer of the blood demon gate, he hesitated a little one time.

Mu Bai knew that the Gu people were originally the subordinates of Yueming Villa, and most of the Gu insects were put into their bodies not voluntarily.People in the rivers and lakes are mostly sympathetic when they talk about it.

But the Blood Demon Gate is different. In the Jianghu, the Blood Demon Gate is synonymous with blood, violence, and evil.Regardless of whether the person inside is good or evil, voluntary or not, if exposed to the sun, everyone would like to eat their flesh and lay bare their skin.

This is a label on your birth. When you are wearing the labels of good and evil in full view, few people will pay attention to what kind of person you are.

It's not necessarily about the good and evil of human nature, but rather the lack of cognition, or at least a comprehensive cognition, of the world outside the environment in which people live.Most of the parts completed by imagination revolve around labels.A little farther away, such as thinking that heaven is always bright, holy and beautiful, and hell is always dark and eerie.A little closer, for example, think that heroes are always 360 degrees without dead ends, and villains are always black-hearted and rotten.

Some concepts are so ingrained that they don't even feel like they need to be examined.In her previous life, Nangong Qingyan also felt that there was a clear distinction between good and evil. It wasn't until she was betrayed and framed repeatedly, and met the members of the Tianmo Sect.And in this life, I know even more that Uncle Zhong came from the Blood Shamen.

The Qing'an faction is in chaos now, and it is impossible for Luo Xu to devote more attention to these killers.Under the pressure of public opinion, the biggest possibility is to execute in public.This is not uncommon in martial arts, and almost everyone takes it for granted.

Nangong Qingyan paused, swallowed back what he was going to say, and said, "Mother-in-law, can you please work hard and find out which of these people are really vicious and which are not worthy of death? For those who have their own way, perhaps they can be given a chance to be human again."

Mu Bai followed Nangong Qingyan's gaze. Those killers probably felt that they would not survive if they were captured. Some tried to struggle fiercely, some were insensitive, some had despair in their eyes, and some stared at him with hatred. All the people in front of them, and so few people, saw that there was no hope of breaking free, and there was a little relief in their empty eyes.Mu Bai couldn't tell how he judged the last emotion, but looking at their appearance, his first reaction was this.

Grandma Qionghua was taken aback, and looked at Nangong Qingyan carefully, her eyes softened a little, but she spoke in a tone of disapproval: "The leader thinks that these people can still be saved?"

Nangong Qingyan smiled lightly and shook his head: "Is my mother-in-law testing me?"

Grandma Qionghua didn't know that Nangong had already understood her temperament in her previous life, so she deliberately curled her lips and sang a different tune: "I'm just worried that the leader's benevolence for a woman will be difficult to end in the future. Do you know how these killers were cultivated from a young age? Many people are now like aggressive beasts, with no conception of good and evil, right and wrong. If anything, they have the cruelty of beasts, but are more cunning and good at disguising. They can When you can't beat you, you pretend to be a little sheep, and after you get out of your control, you immediately show your fangs... Well, the leader is naturally not afraid of them, but what if they avoid you from a distance, and then re-injure others recklessly?"

It is good for young people to have a kind heart, but they should not be too naive.

"That's why Nangong asked my mother-in-law to do it herself, and took a lot of time to distinguish who is a monster and who has a conscience. We all believe that mother-in-law is right now, and people with small thoughts can't hide. Don't you have the confidence yourself, mother-in-law? "Mu Bai said with a smile.

Granny Qionghua choked, and gave Mu Bai an annoyed look: "Little slicker, do you think wearing a tall hat and aggressive tactics will work? Do you know how difficult this matter is? If you miss one and run out, you may hurt countless people." Innocent people, is it possible to send someone to watch them one by one?"

At the moment, they have the mentality of doing good deeds. If they accidentally turn into a wild card, aren't those potential victims innocent?Doing bad things with good intentions is sometimes not worthy of forgiveness. Kindness without careful consideration, a hasty decision on one thing, even if the original intention is good, it cannot be exempted from responsibility if it brings bad results.

"Not immediately. Those who are heinous will naturally be executed. Those who are not clear and have good intentions will stay in the church first. Well, you can arrange them to do things, cultivate their temperament, see people's hearts over time, and live a ten-year life first." Let's talk about it in eight years." Nangong Qingyan shook his head, "I didn't think carefully for a while, but if I want to give them a place to stay, even if they are not free, it is not a loss to them."

Nangong always speaks very calmly, with a thoughtful look, and he has the appearance of a young adult since he was a child.Granny Qionghua looked at him, then looked at Mu Bai who was squinting and smiling, and finally showed a little smile: "The old lady knows, she will not let the leader down."

After the matter was explained, Mu Bai and Nangong set off without further delay.Granny Qionghua looked at the backs of the two with some emotion, and Shuangyodan leaned over: "Everyone has disappeared, what are you looking at?"

Granny Qionghua came back to her senses, with an indescribably relaxed expression on her face: "I teach this leader, probably I really chose the right one."

Between the two lives, many things have changed, but the people inside have not changed.In the previous life, Nangong and the people of Tianmo Sect got to know each other through adversity, but in this life without so many afflictions, what should be admired by each other still happened quietly.

Mu Bai and the two of them didn't know what Qionghua's mother-in-law was thinking, and rushed on the road in a hurry.Uncle Zhong didn’t know what clues he had found at that time, and the route he was taking was quite strange. He had been running into the deep mountains, and there was no decent road at all. The wanton bushes were densely packed together, and the thorny vines with their teeth and claws were tangled together. The small stream with insufficient water flowed weakly, and the small animals looking up in the snow were surprised to see two huge shadows passing by. At the same time, they were startled, and a few terrified little squirrels fell from the tree.

There is a voice in Wan Lai, but no one is there.If he hadn't found a few more marks made by Uncle Zhong, Mu Bai would have suspected that they had gone in the wrong direction.

Ahead was a dark forest. Although the sun had risen quite high outside, the fog had not cleared inside.There is a thick layer of rotten leaves on the ground, exuding a damp smell. The trunk is as thick as a bucket, and the densely packed branches block out the sun. Water drops fall from time to time on the evergreen leaves that never fall in winter, making rattling noises. sound.

Mu Bai looked along the way, recalled the previous sign, it was indeed pointing this way, and asked Nangong, "Shall we go from the top or the bottom?"

With the lightness skills of the two of them, it is not too difficult to fly over the treetops, but it is difficult to find the mark of Uncle Zhong in this way.But if you pass through the bottom, there are many miasma in the southwest mountains and forests. Although it is not as severe as Xia Tian, ​​it will be very uncomfortable if it encounters it.

Nangong Qingyan looked at the dark forest in front of him, although he was not afraid at all, for some reason, he was a little uneasy.After thinking about it, he tore off a long strip of cloth from the hem of his clothes, tied their wrists together, and left a small piece of cloth in the middle for easy movement.

Mu Bai couldn't laugh or cry: "Hey, I asked you how to get there, what are you doing with this? Is it possible that I will get lost again?"

Speaking of it, Nangong is still the same as when he was a child, sometimes he is very mature, and sometimes he is cute and childish.

"I believe in your ability, it's just that I feel at ease." Nangong Qingyan tied Mu Bai's cloth belt, carefully tied a knot, pulled it, and said with satisfaction.

Mu Bai: "..." Forget it, as long as you are happy.

In the end, I decided to follow the example of Tarzan and walk over the branches.Mu Bai bent his waist and shrank his head for a long time among the tangle of branches and vines. He felt that the jungle adventure was not very fun, and he felt like a big hairless monkey.

The forest is getting deeper, the shade of the trees is getting denser, the sun is getting darker and darker, and the fog is getting thicker and thicker. Later, it is impossible to see clearly after a few trees, and the musty humidity in the air is getting stronger bigger.Mu Bai didn't think anything at first, but the more he got deeper into it, he felt inexplicably confused: Is there such a big fog in an ordinary forest?Is Uncle Zhong really referring to the red-eyed phantom bat?Could it be that there are other messy things in this forest?

In such a situation, even if Uncle Zhong left clues, he couldn't find it. It is impossible for Uncle Zhong to be so thoughtful.Thinking about it this way, Mu Bai felt that they should go further up, rush to the top of the tree, and look around under the sun, maybe they can find clues.

Nangong Qingyan obviously felt that something was wrong and slowed down.As the speed of the two slowed down, the surrounding fog gradually enveloped them, as if they were about to engulf them.

Looking at the misty mist, Mu Bai always felt

A monster with malicious intentions was hidden in his head, and he carefully pressed the sword at his waist.At this moment, Nangong seemed to hear something, and suddenly moved.There was no sign of movement, and with a stabbing sound, the cloth strips tied around the two wrists were stretched to the extreme, and suddenly broke.

Mu Bai was startled, and immediately grabbed Nangong's hand, but the palm he touched was so soft that it was as if there were no bones, and he let go immediately knowing that something was wrong, and Nangong's figure disappeared in the vast mist.

Mu Bai slowly retracted his steps, resumed the posture of pressing the sword, and was ready to go.He naturally knew that both he and Nangong had fallen for the Tao without knowing it, and the most likely one was Ye Sanniang who was good at creating hallucinations.What is she trying to do?Hiding behind thick fog?Taking advantage of the favorable location to use poison?Or simply use the hallucination to let himself and Nangong kill each other?

When things came to an end, Mu Bai was not so suspicious anymore.He knows his weight well, and he also knows Ye Sanniang's skills, as long as he is careful, he doesn't know who will win.

Seeing that there was only a small piece of cloth belt left in his hand, Mu Bai pursed his lips: This guy Nangong didn't know what he heard or saw.Immediately alert again: What if this is also an illusion?

Thank you for the landmines of the girl who stays young~

Thank you Miss HY for the nutrient solution~