Dressed as the villain's ex-fiancée [Transmigration Book]

night fell.

The village hangs up big lanterns, and there are running water mats outside. People shuttle back and forth, which is very lively.

Cui Xiaojiu, Ling Jun, Wang Jiao and the others sat at the same table, while the next table was full of practitioners.

At this time, the villagers probably knew that these cultivators came here for a treasure deep in the Snow Mountain.

——At the request of these cultivators, their seats were set in the center.The rest of the tables are far away, making this table stand out from the crowd.

Practitioners are very useful.

This approach is very rude, but the villagers don't want to make any troubles, so most of them endured it silently.

There are also some people who are not very good at hiding themselves. For example, the little boy stared in dissatisfaction, but was patted on the head by his sister Wang Jiao, and bowed his head angrily.

All this came into Cui Xiaojiu's eyes.

She smiled helplessly, and took out a candied haws as if by magic, and handed it to the little boy. The red candy and the crystal clear syrup made her index finger move wildly.

"Give."

The little boy didn't answer immediately, but looked at the elder Wang Jiao eagerly.

Candied haws are a good thing for children in remote snow villages, and they are usually eaten when they go to the town to buy them.

Wang Jiao said angrily, "Promise!"

Cui Xiaojiu bent his lips: "Don't be so strict on such a special day."

"You are too soft-hearted towards the child!" Wang Jiao pretended to be angry, and tapped the little boy's head lightly, and then softened his tone, "Little greedy cat, since sister Cui gave it to you, you can accept it."

"Thank you, Sister Cui!" The little boy shouted, with a happy smile, took the candied haws, and took a bite, not caring about those cultivators.

Cui Xiaojiu sat back in his seat, resting his chin and watching, with a smile on his face.

Before the dinner, she walked around for a while, and learned that the cultivators who came to the Snow Realm this time were actually divided into two waves, which were clearly separated.On one side are the disciples of the major sects, and on the other side are casual cultivators.

The disciples of the Dapai did not enter the village at all, and were stationed in a forest outside the village.The casual cultivators who come to the village for food, they don't have the self-esteem of the big sects, and they especially like to show that they are different in front of ordinary people.

However, based on Cui Xiaojiu's understanding of the cultivation world, there is actually no difference between the two.They are used to treating mortals as ants, but one is superior and disdains contact, and the other likes to crush ants for pleasure.

The dishes are already full, and everyone starts to move their chopsticks.The ingredients are fish and wild animals caught during the day, and because they are exchanged for labor, they are particularly satisfying to eat.

Cui Xiaojiu picked up a piece of fish and put it in a bowl, turned his head to see that Lingjun hadn't moved his chopsticks, leaned over and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?"

Ling Jun seemed to have just recovered, said nothing, and then picked up the chopsticks.

……

Wang Jiao.

Ling Jun glanced at the girl diagonally opposite, chewing on the name carefully.

In her previous life, she had a ghost cultivator with a cruel and tyrannical personality named Rakshasa.

Its appearance is the same as that of Wang Jiao.

"Rakshasa Girl" was originally a mortal, living an ordinary and happy life, and would not have embarked on an inhuman path.It's just that things are impermanent.

One day, a cultivator came to her hometown and entered the secret realm to search for treasures.In the end, the secret realm collapsed due to the usurpation of some people, and the aftermath set off an avalanche, burying the villages—the power of mortals was vulnerable to Tianwei.

But the practitioners were indifferent to the fall of the village and stood by. Everyone in the village was buried alive by Xue Chao in despair, and only the Raksha girl escaped because she went out to buy.

After returning to the village, seeing the unrecognizable home, she searched and dug like crazy in the snow, her hands were red and dead from the cold, but she only found the dead bodies of the villagers and her younger brother under the heavy snow.

She is completely insane.

"Why don't you eat it?" Seeing that Lingjun was holding his chopsticks for a long time, Wang Jiao ordered some dishes and introduced to the stranger with a smile, "This is our yellow croaker, a specialty of the Snowland. Yijue, although it is not comparable to the food of you cultivators, but I dare say it has a unique flavor, do you want to try it?"

Ling Jun took a piece and put it in his mouth, it was really delicious and melted in his mouth.

"Not bad right?"

Lingjun let out a "hmm".

Wang Jiao became happy, and said to Cui Xiaojiu: "After this dinner, the winter hunting day will be successfully concluded. The things at home are almost used up, and I plan to go to the town to buy things tomorrow. Do you have anything to bring?" ?”

"What do you want to bring?" Cui Xiaojiu nodded his chin, "Let me think about it..."

The red lanterns were swaying in the wind, the wine at the next table was in full swing, and the casual monks were talking loudly.

"You said, will the sacred mountain of the secret realm come this time?"

"Shouldn't it? They've been devastated by 'that incident' recently, and they still have the time to make a move?"

"Not necessarily. It's just a secret realm, and not many people are needed. In these years on the mainland, which time the holy mountain didn't get involved?"

"makes sense."

"Then what, several months have passed, and no one has been found in the holy mountain?"

"It's not that easy! Hey, finding two people from Dongzhou and Xizhou is like fishing for a drop of water in the ocean... Unless those two people show up on their own initiative, the Holy Mountain may not be able to do anything."

"Shhh... dare to talk about the Holy Mountain, do you want to kill yourself? We will know the result in two days."

"Okay, don't mention the Holy Mountain, let's talk about the 'Sword Master'!" The muscular bald man took a sip of wine, "I don't know what this bitch is thinking, she made a defection, and waited for the trial result to be bad ?"

"I'm afraid it's a guilty conscience." The swordsman laughed mockingly, tapping his pale knuckles lightly on the handle of the knife, "otherwise why would he run away?"

Their voices were loud, and it reached the ears of Cui Xiaojiu sitting next to her, making her grip the chopsticks tightly.

Cui Xiaojiu didn't intend to make any troubles, but ignored Wang Jiao who was beside him. Those cultivators didn't hide their voices, and ordinary people heard it too.

Wang Jiao put down her chopsticks and stood up abruptly.Cui Xiaojiu noticed her just now, and his heart skipped a beat: "Miss Wang!"

The outstretched hand caught nothing, Cui Xiaojiu watched helplessly as Wang Jiao ran up to the group of casual cultivators, raised his brows and asked, "What do you mean by that? Who are you talking about?"

The group of casual cultivators looked at each other with puzzled faces, and laughed: "Who is it? It's the disqualified Lord Sword Master."

"Guangzheng's image is collapsing! I thought he was such a great person, but I didn't expect that he acted the same way in person. These great people..."

"Rotting moths inside!"

"Why, do you know her?"

Wang Jiao bit her lower lip tightly and clenched her fists loudly: "How do you prove it? Is the evidence conclusive..."

She really didn't believe that the great hero passed down by the tribe would become like this in the mouths of these cultivators.Moreover, Miss Cui didn't say that today, she believed that there was something hidden about this matter.

"What if what you said is false?" she said.

That is slander!

The elder paid attention to the movement here early in the morning. Seeing Wang Jiao and Sanxiu clashing, he walked over tremblingly: "Several, what are you doing? Girls are ignorant, so please speak up if you have something to say..."

People in other villages whispered to each other.

"What happened just now? Why did the Wang family girl suddenly..."

"Oh, I heard that. The group of cultivators seem to have mentioned Miss Ling just now, and they didn't put it very nicely. The girl from the Wang family has a straight temper..."

"What? He said about the benefactor of our Xuehu Village!? Damn, this son of a bitch!"

Among the villagers, there are many fanatical admirers like Wang Jiao. For those who grew up listening to Lingjun's stories, Lingjun is a great hero.

This cannot be slandered lightly by others.

Someone tugged at him: "Keep your voice down, this group of cultivators look very rude."

The man glared: "What are you afraid of, it's just a knife!"

On the other side, the bald man didn't pay attention to the villagers at all. He laughed and said to Wang Jiao, "Prove it? You want me to prove it? Ants are not qualified to ask me to prove it. What I say is the truth!"

"You!" Wang Jiao blushed angrily.

How can there be such a person!

The bald-headed man seemed to have remembered something, with a look of interest, he looked Wang Jiao up and down with an extremely uncomfortable gaze, "What cause and effect did the sword master have with you?"

Wang Jiao glared at him.No answer.

The bald man said to himself: "Oh... I understand. I have seen a lot of people like you, so it's no wonder that you finally climbed up to a big man in the cultivation world. You thought you had a fairy fate, but now it's empty, it must be wrong. Willing to believe."

Wang Jiao gritted her teeth: That's not the case!

The bald man thought he was right, touched his chin, and smiled greasy: "But, little sister, if you really want to climb up, brother can give you this chance. Come to brother, brother Come to comfort you. We are no worse than any sword master, hahahahaha."

His eyes became more presumptuous, as if he wanted to take off Wang Jiao's clothes and look inside

At this time, there was a nonchalant tease from the casual cultivator: "Shen Meng, why do you touch such a good girl again, it will be very difficult to end."

"What could be the matter." Shen Meng snorted nonchalantly, "It has something to do with that sword master, and she is not a good girl after all, I want to find out her reality and see if she is also connected to the devil!"

"Damn!" Wang Jiao couldn't bear it anymore, "Then what kind of good do you think you are? You are a smooth-tongued, pretentious person. I think the reputation of a cultivator may be ruined by people like you!"

It was the first time Shen Meng met a mortal who dared to talk back to him, and his face sank: "Toast, don't eat fine wine!"

He stood up, his tall and strong body could look down on Wang Jiao, walked up to Wang Jiao with great pressure, stretched out his big hand, and was about to grab it.

Wang Jiao's heart skipped a beat, and she stubbornly did not back down.

"Swipe--"

Something hit Shen Meng in the air, Shen Meng stopped and raised his hand to grab it.

The "hidden weapon" was very slow, he didn't pay attention to it at all, he raised his hand to shoot it, his hand was sticky.

Looking down, it turned out to be the remaining fish bones!

The sticky touch is just a little bit of minced meat still sticking to the fish bone!

He was furious: "Who!?"

As soon as he finished yelling, he saw another five or six-year-old boy throwing a chicken bone at him.

"Wow!" He was about to go over and kill the child, but at this moment, the villagers present followed suit and threw things at him.

What broken bones, vegetable leaves, egg shells...

Shen Meng's face turned pale with anger, when had he ever been insulted like this!

Seeing this, Wang Jiao avoided to the side to avoid being affected by the proximity of Shen Meng.

She didn't want to let the matter go to this point, and blamed herself for her recklessness, but it was too late to say anything now, and she only hoped that everyone would not be implicated because of her in the end.

At this time, the villagers were completely angered by Shen Meng's actions.As the battle situation expanded, young and strong men from the village came to their homes to fetch hunting gear and surrounded the casual practitioners.

The villagers of Xuehu are simple and honest, and they always repay favors and grudges. In this kind of big family village, offending one is equivalent to offending a group of people—not to mention that apart from Wang Jiao, Shen Meng also insulted their benefactors.

When you should endure, you must endure, and when you should not endure, you should not hold back.

People live, isn't it just to fight for breath?

Of course, not all casual cultivators want to swim in this muddy water.

The nun who was wearing the whip yawned lazily: "It's late at night, so I won't accompany you." After speaking, she walked into the night with her graceful figure.

In addition, there was a swordsman with an indifferent face who left without saying anything.

Shen Meng looked at the direction in which the two left, compared the unity of the villagers on the other side, then looked at himself, and spat angrily: "Coward!"

The villagers didn't care so much, they held up sticks and knocked on the ground as a deterrent: "Get out of the village! Apologize to Miss Wang's family!"

"Yes! Get out of our village!"

"Also, I apologize for your previous words and deeds!"

Shen Meng's face was full of absurdity.

...the previous words and deeds?What did he say before?

Some nasty words, discussed the holy mountain, and the recent incident in the holy mountain.

By the way, this stinky woman seems to have mentioned that sword master before?

Is there any connection between this village and that sword master?

No wonder.

Cui Xiaojiu was caught off guard by the successive incidents at the dinner party, and he was always ready to take action because of his nervousness.

She subconsciously looked at Ling Jun, Ling Jun's face was usually pale, and he looked a little careless with lowered eyes, but Cui Xiaojiu, who had been with her for a long time, knew that Ling Jun's behavior was actually dazed.

What is Lingjun confused about?

On the other side, there were four cultivators left next to Shen Meng. They didn't seem to plan to leave or interfere, and waited to see how Shen Meng would deal with it.

Shen Meng snorted coldly, no matter what kind of connection he had, people in this village should not just pass by like this today!

As for an apology?There is no such word as apology in Shen League's dictionary!

Tensions.

The shouts of the villagers became louder and louder, coupled with the sound of sticks walking on the ground, Shen Meng actually had an illusion, as if the ground was trembling and the mountain was furious.

—and of course this is impossible.

Shen Meng came back to his senses, and suddenly realized that he had been silent for too long, and he seemed to be intimidated.

He thought a little angrily: I have to teach these mortals some lessons.

Anyway, immortals shouldn't be provoked by ants.

Shen Meng took two steps forward, channeled his spiritual power, and the thrown objects were suspended, making it impossible to get close.He went straight to Wang Jiao, and raised his fist with a cold face: "Mortal, who can mess with who in this world, you have to see clearly!"

Wang Jiao's heart was chilled, and an unprecedented sense of crisis shrouded her heart—the girls and children in Xuehu Village were both brave. Wang Jiao participated in hunting and saw a brown bear as tall as two people fall down in blood. The crisis posed to her at that time The feeling is not as good as now.

In an instant, many thoughts were racing through her mind, and in a flash, she instinctively picked up the iron spear of the person beside her, opened her eyes wide, and stabbed forward.

She was right, and Xue Hucun was right, so she shouldn't back down.

Even if you die because of it——

The spear missed the opponent, but the expected pain did not come.

Shen Meng's fist was raised high, as if it had hit an invisible barrier, unable to advance any further.

At the same time, with two sounds of "swipe!", several small swords with icy aura flew past her and stabbed at Shen Meng.

"What! Want to sneak attack?"

Shen Meng narrowed his eyes, and there was a flash of brilliance in his eyes.

There are practitioners in this village!

He snorted coldly and raised his arms to block, not paying much attention to the other party.

He is a successful physical cultivator, and he is considered a good player in casual cultivation. Because of the special cultivation method, cultivators in the acquired realm cannot harm him. he.

This is the capital of his rampage.

— But this time it was different from what he expected.

The sound of a sharp weapon piercing flesh.

"Ah!!!" Shocked and in pain, Shen Meng roared.

The small air sword touched his body like a copper wall, but was only blocked for a moment, and then pierced into his arm, cutting off his muscles and tendons.

His defenses were broken,

"Who did it!?" Shen Meng mobilized his spiritual power and broke the little sword left in his flesh.

Cui Xiaojiu pushed aside the chair and stood up, stepped forward step by step, and pushed the stunned Wang Jiao behind him: "It's me."

With red eyes, Shen Meng looked her up and down: "Who are you?"

Everyone's eyes gathered here, Cui Xiaojiu said softly——

"The nameless one."