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

Why does Lingjun in the book always use the sword with his left hand?

Because the veins in her right hand had been severed by the original body long ago.

My heart hurts from being pulled.

Cui Xiaojiu gently wiped away the gravel and dust with his fingertips, and squeezed Lingjun's hand to check it carefully.

It's just that the skin is scratched a little, and the tendons are not hindered.Very good.

The tense back was slightly loosened, and then the brain resumed its rotation, and Lingjun's body temperature spread along the fingertips.

warm.

lively.

Cui Xiaojiu let go of his hand as if it was so hot, stood up almost in a panic, and turned his back.

She saw the boy in front of her holding a sword, and the maids standing neatly in two rows. They all bowed their heads, respectful and docile, like a group of puppets without souls.

Cui Xiaojiu pinched the tips of his reddish ears, imitating Yuan's tone to give instructions.

"Go down."

The boy and the maid quickly retreated quietly.

There were only two people left in the entire empty underground prison. Under the lava, the magma flowed quietly, and some hot bubbles appeared from time to time.

The former idol was right behind her, Cui Xiaojiu took two deep breaths, and the clamoring blood calmed down.

She silently recited the words she had prepared a few times in her heart, and felt that she would not be frightened anymore, so she turned around.

What catches my eyes is the hideous scar on Lingjun's face, which is just like the one described in the original book.

From memory, I know that Cui Jiu can't get used to Lingjun, and wants to destroy all the precious things in Lingjun.Once he went crazy, Cui Jiu pressed hot iron on Lingjun's face, and made a special ointment to cover the scorched wound, so that even if it healed, it would leave a permanent and indelible scar.

It must be... very painful.

Cui Xiaojiu couldn't imagine how painful it was, his eyes were a little wet, and he almost forgot what he wanted to say.

In the original book, whenever people of the righteous way meet Lingjun, they must laugh at her ugly appearance and her scars.But who knew that the scar on Lingjun's face was made by a righteous person?

Cui Xiaojiu bit her lower lip, making her thoughts more clear.

You have to tell Lingjun who you are...and then do everything you can to help Lingjun, to clear her name, and to avenge her.

"Actually, I..." I am not Cui Jiu, I have liked you for many years, I have always wanted to meet you, I...

The bright red lips opened and closed, unable to utter a formed word, as if an invisible force was restraining her.

Cui Xiaojiu was stunned.

She can't tell it!

Is it because the "rules" don't allow it?

And Ling Jun was looking at her with dark eyes.

The things that the original body had done flooded into my mind like a flood. With Cui Jiu's identity, the little girl's knuckles curled up like a light on her back, and her eyes were almost red.

In Lingjun's eyes, "I" can only be that villain in the future?

Three meters apart, the two looked at each other.

One standing and one sitting, one master and one prisoner, turned out to be the one with high status, look away.

Cui Xiaojiu turned his head to stare at the flowing red gold magma, sweat ran down his white and tender cheeks, and he bit his lower lip unconsciously with his teeth: What should I do?Say something!

But what else can I say?In Lingjun's eyes, he is a shameless perpetrator, even if he cares about it, it will seem strange...

"flap……"

During the stalemate, a small sound suddenly came from behind, breaking the silence.

Looking back, a stream of light flew in from the unclosed stone door, rustling.

It turned out to be a paper crane.

Cui Xiaojiu stretched out her hand, and the little paper crane flew around her, turned into letter paper, and landed in her hand.This kind of paper crane is a communication crane, fabricated by spiritual power, and it is safe and convenient to transmit information.

Ling Jun didn't seem to want to talk to her, so he lowered his eyes again, Cui Xiaojiu buried the words on the letter like an ostrich, as if he had been pardoned.

It was a message from the Lord of the Holy Mountain, asking the twelve pavilion masters to go to the conference hall to discuss the matter of inviting all parties to the meeting.

After searching in my mind, I finally connected with a certain plot of the original book.

I remember that it seems that Moxiu got into the talk meeting.

The holy mountain made a big fuss, and then kidnapped the male protagonist who was guarding the gate when he left?

And then……

"Whoa!"

The sound of chains clashing.

Cui Xiaojiu was taken aback, she hurriedly looked over, the scene that came into her eyes made her breathe hard.

Lingjun's eyes were closed, his face was pale, his forehead was covered with sweat, his body was like a butterfly with broken wings, he couldn't restrain himself from leaning forward, but because of the two chains on his lute, he was imprisoned in mid-air.

She was unconscious.

"Lingjun...Lingjun!" Cui Xiaojiu panicked all of a sudden, leaned over and touched the cold chain with trembling hands.

How painful should this posture pull the wound?

Ling Jun frowned, his crow-feather eyelashes trembled, but he still couldn't wake up.

"What should I do... what should I do..." Cui Xiaojiu was at a loss, her eyes were red, she pinched her thigh fiercely, and the sharp pain spread to her brain, awakening the remaining calmness, "That's right, this one!"

Her fingertips touched the colorful rope hanging the silver bell around her waist, and she tore it off.

"jingle……"

The crisp sound of the bell touched the mountain wall and echoed continuously. The gully between Lingjun's eyebrows gradually flattened, as if falling into a dark dream - the "Dementor Bell" was originally a magic weapon used to torture people, but in Cui Xiaojiu's hands However, it has become a good pain reliever.

As the bell rang, Cui Xiaojiu's tense shoulders loosened slightly, his beating heart and surging emotions gradually eased.

"Wait a minute, it will be fine soon." Cui Xiaojiu murmured in a low voice.

She stood up and waved towards the stone gate, the heavy boulder was lifted up, and the phantom of the ostrich was printed on it again and again, no one could spy on this space anymore.

Then find out the Tang Dao in the original body's collection from the storage bag, hold one of the chains, infuse it with spiritual power, and chop it off!

It doesn't matter what Lingjun thinks of her, even if she is the "Cui Jiu" in Lingjun's eyes all her life, she still hopes Lingjun can be well.

The Tang knife was forged from the meteorite iron from outside the sky, the iron was cut like mud, and the chain broke in two immediately.

After dealing with the remaining one according to law, Cui Xiaojiu carefully pulled out the two chains from Lingjun's body.

On the snow-white plain clothes, the blood red is dazzling.

"You have to stop the bleeding..."

She opened the plain clothes very carefully, because she had been injured for too long, the flesh and the plain clothes had already partly stuck together, so she had to cut the clothes.

Cui Xiaojiu was born in a well-known cultivator family in her previous life, she was sick and bedridden and couldn't practice at all, and she never went to hunt monsters or fights that her peers usually participated in.

Therefore, she had never seen so much blood, such a terrible injury in her entire life.

But at this moment, she miraculously didn't feel afraid, her worries and fears seemed to have left her brain, and every step she had to do next was clearly listed in her mind.

Cui Xiaojiu looked at Lingjun.

The woman sleeps peacefully, and the surrounding firelight casts light shadows on her curly eyelashes, which looks childish.

"It's okay, just wait a little longer..."

Cui Xiaojiu rummaged through the storage bag, and took out a bottle of holy grade Yuandan—he was originally a master-level alchemist, the master of the alchemy pavilion, and there was no shortage of elixir.

"Wait, this is..."

Comparing his memory, Cui Xiaojiu suddenly discovered that the world in the book is similar to some things in this world, such as the effect of this Yuan Dan in this world, and what its formula is, it is exactly the same here!

This was the first good news she encountered in this other world—it meant that all she had learned could come in handy!

In many cases, it is not enough to have knowledge and memory, but also to understand and digest, and transform it into a unique experience that belongs to oneself.Cui Xiaojiu can skip this step now.

"Diyuan Pill has a mild medicinal effect, can promote blood coagulation, repair injuries, strengthen the foundation and cultivate vitality." This elixir is very suitable for Lingjun in this situation.

She took the elixir for Lingjun, and carefully inspected the wounds all over Lingjun's body. Except for the two big bloody mouths, there were still many small wounds on Lingjun's body, old knife wounds, sword marks, and newly added wounds. The whiplash, layer upon layer.

Those who did these things were Yuanshen, and there were also people who had never dealt with Lingjun.

In the original book, only a few notes are used to narrate this plot.

The Twelve Holy Heads who had been in seclusion for many years suddenly issued a secret order, pointing out that Lingjun was a spy of the demon clan.Lingjun never imagined that he would be "exposed", captured under the siege of everyone, locked in a lava prison, and awaiting trial.

And from the memory of the original body, she learned more.

Cui Jiu asked the mountain master for "supervisory power" and took charge of the key to the lava prison.She indulged those who were jealous of Lingjun and hated Lingjun to go in and out of the lava prison, and also "made fun" with those people.

Thinking of those beastly beasts, Cui Xiaojiu trembled with anger.

The former opponents, enemies, and bosses suddenly have no power to resist and can only be slaughtered by themselves. In such a situation, the ugliness of "people" is magnified countless times.

"Don't think about it, don't think about it..." Cui Xiaojiuhong squeezed the porcelain bottle with eyes.

It is more important to deal with Ling Jun's injury.

The red-gold magma licked the rock, and the sweat trickled down to the beautifully lined jaw, and fell to the ground with a thud, and evaporated before the water dripped down.

Finally all injuries were dealt with.

Cui Xiaojiu wrapped clean cloth strips around Lingjun's wound, and then found clean clothes that he hadn't worn before, and put them on Lingjun.

Only then did he have time to look at Lingjun's face.

If you don't look at the face covered with scars, Ling Jun's appearance is actually very good-looking. In the cultivation world where beauties are born, it is still superior. It is not an exaggeration to describe it as "Sai Hua bullying Xue". No wonder it makes Yuan Chen feel jealous.

Cui Xiaojiu closed his eyes and recalled the ointment that the original body had applied to Lingjun, and went through several ingredients in his heart.After counting breaths, she took out the mortar and pestle from the storage bag, measured out several medicinal materials, and began to tinker.

Modern medicine refining technology has been developed for many years, capable people come forth in large numbers, she stands on the shoulders of giants, and with her own talent, she can also be compared with Cui Jiu, a master who has been immersed in alchemy for many years.

At least in the case of Danfang, it is not difficult to prepare an antidote.

Infused with spiritual power, the paste formed quickly.

Cui Xiaojiu looked at the green "fuzzy", then looked at Lingjun's face, and said silently: "I'm offended."

He dug out a piece of ointment with his hand and applied it on Lingjun's face.The ointment added excipients, it fell on the skin cool and refreshing, not irritating at all, Cui Xiaojiu gave himself a thumbs up in his heart.

If there is no accident, the next time I see Ling Jun again, I will see her back to her original appearance.

After everything was done for her, Cui Xiaojiu breathed a sigh of relief, as if the strength of her whole body had been sucked away, she slumped on the ground.

She was probably half a beat slow in reacting, her hands trembled uncontrollably as if she had convulsed.

After all, it was a really exciting half day.

Cui Xiaojiu didn't bother, looking at Lingjun's side face in a daze.

[Shusha... locate the identity of the host, hello, "Vicious Female Supporting System" will serve you wholeheartedly. 】

A mechanical sound sounded beside his ear, interrupting Cui Xiaojiu's aimless thoughts.