Use your life for the black villain [Transmigration Book]

"The evil spirit of the ancient monster! This smell is a bit familiar, could it be that... what?" Hua Ling's expression changed in shock, and she accidentally knocked off the melon seeds on the table, "He Lanjiu, you..."

Before Qian Yichen figured out what happened, he saw Feng Fanli, who had just regained consciousness, dodge back like an arrow, and a silver-blue flame swept past his skin!It wasn't until I heard Hua Ling's voice that I realized who the murderer was.

That's right, he almost forgot that as long as He Lanjiu used his abilities, he would be beaten up by everyone in the cultivation world.

"You hid pretty quickly, how much of your body has recovered?" He Lanjiu's sharp claws in his right hand encased a ball of fire, dangling in the air, burning fiercely without fuel, "I'm also a monster, and I'm still alive." Is it unexpected that you, the hunter, have been by your side for so long?"

"I know." Feng Fan had already touched the weapon while dodging quickly, and calmly held Li Chunjian in his palm, "You tested me with a drop of blood on the night you arrived in Qingzhou, and then I knew that you were neither an ordinary man nor a monk."

He Lanjiu glanced at Hua Ling who was facing an enemy out of the corner of his eyes, raised his eyebrows and asked: "Is that so, I should be the one who was surprised. I was found out and didn't know about it. Please cooperate with me in this scene."

Feng Fan stood in front of the burnt courtyard wall and shook his head: "That's not the case."

"Why did you suddenly transform here? Even if you do it, at least give a reason first." Qian Yichen only felt that He Lanjiu's character was too erratic, and tried to persuade him to stop, "You can't just grab what you want. "

He Lanjiu's disdainful expression froze slightly: "You think I'm doing this just to make clay? That thing is just a want, not a must. Follow me."

"What?" Qian Yichen stopped in his steps.

The topic jumps too fast!

"I'm not interested in things that are fierce or not. I plan to leave here after my body recovers. You promised to stay with me. Do you want to break your promise?" He Lanjiu snuffed out the fox fire in his palm and looked into his eyes threateningly, " I don't like this place, if I stay here, I might burn the whole Qingzhou city down one day."

Could it be that this is the truth about the fierce sun destroying the city?Because if you don't like it, you have to destroy it, which is the real geographical attack!

As soon as a thought popped into Qian Yichen's mind, he immediately felt it was ridiculous.

Either trigger the city destruction incident because of staying in Qingzhou; or leave now with He Lanjiu to avoid the main line location where the evil day happened. The latter seems to be the more correct choice.

But to be honest, he didn't think he could live a good life by He Lanjiu's side...so this is a proposition!

"Well, why don't we discuss it again?" Qian Yichen sat in the middle to smooth things over, and found that he turned off the engine on his own initiative and thought there was still room for turning around.

"There's nothing to discuss." He Lanjiu looked away indifferently, "I don't want to stay here anymore."

Even if he didn't want to hear it, Qian Yichen still wanted to move it with emotion and reason, but an indifferent and firm voice came from behind him.

"You get out of the way."

Feng Fan dragged his epee and pushed him aside with one hand, and looked directly at the impatient He Lanjiu: "I knew you were a foreign race but never planned to reveal it, do you know the reason?"

He Lanjiu glanced at him coldly and remained silent, suppressing her curiosity and being too lazy to talk nonsense.

"Then I can only teach you this principle in other ways!" Feng Fan pressed his chest to check that his body had recovered by a few percent. After a while, he raised his sword and stomped on the ground. I didn't do anything after the temptation, so I won't use things that didn't happen to suspect the people around me."

He Lanjiu thought of his sister in the house, the corner of his mouth curled up in a sarcasm, and the flame rekindled with a wave of his palm: "Then try it, no one in this world can teach me anything!"

Fortunately, he gave up the plan to get plasticine from another person in time. The bone splitting technique is like enclosing two wooden barrels with a wooden plank, and both sides can only exist precariously... He should just dismantle Feng Fan's barrel .

To let Qian Yichen understand the fact that he is much stronger than Feng Fan, why does that guy look down on him?

If the initial attack was just a bad joke, then the nature of the fight has completely changed now!Those two people just want to decide the winner as soon as possible, and it makes more sense to compare them in a more straightforward way.

Qian Yichen looked around with a headache, Hua Ling was the only person nearby who could be discussed: "You drag Feng Fan, I drag Wang Jiu, will it work?"

Feng Fan's Li Chun had a domineering sword spirit, but he would definitely stop if he tried to persuade him, but he would not be sure about the other.

Silver-blue fox fire is a kind of Yin fire, which can burn real objects in this world, but its favorite fuel is only soul.If you rush to stop it, even a little spark is enough to make people feel uncomfortable!

Hua Ling grabbed the hem of her clothes and didn't answer, her face was quite solemn.

When he spoke, the fox fire was already burning hotter, and the surrounding air was as cold as deep winter under the scorching, and the cold air penetrated into the bone marrow.

"I want to dry your blood little by little, and the body will be in the end. Don't worry, it won't hurt the soul." The red lines on He Lanjiu's right face became more and more vivid, and the harmless feeling of the disguise faded away, making people tremble with fear.

The fox fire was burning violently behind him, whistling past Feng Fan's body several times, and the scenery seen through the flames began to dance.

Even Qian Yichen, who wanted to intervene to persuade him to stop, became blurred.

He Lanjiu couldn't tell what he was thinking now, it was as if... his dissatisfaction with this world had been magnified infinitely, his mind was full of impulsive and irritable emotions, and he just wanted to find a place to vent out.

"It's... Chi Ma, it's not wrong, I remembered, it's Chi Ma's breath." Hua Ling's full red lips were pale and trembling, and she suddenly raised her voice, "Feng Fan, help me restrain him !"

Girl, I'm here to persuade you to fight, not to fan the flames!

Qian Yichen reflexively covered her mouth, and He Lanjiu had already raised a stream of fox fire to attack Hua Ling!

Can't escape anymore?

He subconsciously wrote the symbol representing wood in Cangjie's creation of characters in the air in front of him, clasped his hands together and swung them away, the spirits of plants and trees frantically rushed here, blocking the jumping flames!

Qian Yichen blocked the attack, and didn't count on Hua Ling, so he simply broke into the battle alone, using his left hand to block Li Chunjian with aura turned into a blade, and his right hand opened a light green semicircular shield to protect against Foxfire.

The spirit of grass and trees suppressed his strength at most, and could not completely destroy the fire-attributed fox demon, but a momentary cessation of fighting was enough.

"You're really talented." He Lanjiu sarcastically withdrew the flame, staring at Feng Fan behind him.

"Get out of the way, this is the end of the matter, even if he repairs the courtyard wall of my house, it's useless." Feng Fan's sword tip calmly pointed at the ground, but his sword intent pointed at the man in front of him.

Could it be that you can forget about it just because you repaired the yard for you?

I have to say that the protagonist of this period really had a simple dream, and was almost swallowed up by the fox fire a few times ago, but the condition of understanding was only to repair the yard!

"Are you finished? It's okay to fight because of inexplicable things, Hua Ling, why are you still adding to the chaos?!" Qian Yichen was caught in the middle and looked up to the sky and sighed, "This team still wants to save the common people? The common people will be killed by you Mad!"

He Lanjiu turned her head arrogantly, even Feng Fan remained silent under the accusation, and looked at the half-evaporated courtyard wall with an expression of indifference and implied distress.

"The dissipated body of the ancient great demon Chimao has been guarded secretly by my family. Someone snatched the body more than ten years ago and killed all the clansmen who were guarding the demon's body at that time!" "If you're not the primordial spirit of Chi Chi, can you explain the origin of this body?"

He Lanjiu pushed her loose black hair behind her ear with one hand, and looked provocatively when she tilted her head: "Are you trying to say I did it?"

Hua Ling pressed her lower lip tightly, a hole was caught in the purple gauze.

He Lanjiu smiled suddenly: "Ten years ago? Who knows. If you want to make a move, I will accompany you if you have one more... But let's go on."

In his impression, he didn't have a childhood, he seemed to be born like this all his life, and of course he didn't have relatives and friends, only the name engraved in his mind.

Who took the name?

Occasionally, when he couldn't sleep in the middle of the night, He Lanjiu would think about these problems repeatedly, but he had been entangled in this world for more than ten years, and he had also thought about it for more than ten years.

Even if you don't have to know, it's good to know.

……

In the middle of the sky, a pair of eyes looked at them with interest for a long time, and after a long time, there was a chuckle.

Lan finally turned into his original form and occupied a corner of the roof, holding a torn yellow talisman in his mouth: "As expected of a closed disciple of Feng Shui Treasure Land, what he makes is useful, and he can draw out his own emotions and refine them to seduce others." Yes, even if it induces unnatural anger. It's just the result...it's a pity."

The two halves of the yellow talisman were blown away by the wind as he muttered, rolled and scattered in the air, and it was unknown where they fell.

"Fellow daoists below, how are you?" A black dog poked its head out of its hiding place, leaped lightly to the ground but did not fall, but turned into a human form while hanging in the air, "That Hua's dog more than ten years ago I'm afraid the little girl won't leave yet? Instead of listening to her, let me talk."

……

"Lan Zhong?" Qian Yichen immediately dismissed the idea of ​​putting the aura back into the world, letting the power of the wood element fill his body, but fortunately he has gotten used to it this time.

Previously, spell protection was set up around the courtyard, and Lan finally sneaked in silently in his original form. Now that the courtyard walls are completely destroyed, even if there are evil spirits, they can't play any hell effect.

"Oh, you don't want to ravage me again, do you?" Lan Zhong covered his face pretending to be shy, and suddenly put on a serious storytelling appearance, "If you want to talk about this fellow Taoist in red, that's really It’s not easy, I was born in a famous family but it was destroyed overnight, if it wasn’t for some accident, I might be able to enjoy a few days of happiness as a family—”

He Lanjiu had a thought, even if what he said was unreliable, he listened to it.

"Forget it, Lan Zhong, aren't you tired of talking nonsense?" Qian Yichen raised his head coldly on the ground.

During the fan fight on behalf of the protagonist, he has personally witnessed the frenzy of some fans wanting to start a family with this villain who lacks love and warmth.

Even if he wasn't the author, he could tell that a single word of what Lan Zhong said was unreliable!

"I always thought you knew a lot..." He Lanjiu whispered inexplicably.

"I only know that your family is probably very unhappy. If you come from a big family, the big family and the second family must fight and fight each other every day. If there are only two parents in the family, it is estimated that there will be parents with psychological problems."

Qian Yichen paused after repeating the setting of the original work, and didn't dare to say that the author mentioned that the death of He Lan's parents had a lot to do with him.

After He Lanjiu listened quietly, silver-blue flames wrapped him and attacked the dog demon in the air: "His statement is completely opposite to yours, do you want to use a few lives to make amends!"

Lan Zhong showed his canine teeth with a smile, and turned sideways to avoid the attack: "You believe in him, but he believes in Fan even more. It's really interesting."

He Lanjiu's attack paused for a moment before returning to normal, but he had to admit that Lan Zhong's words hit the nail on the head.

That person is willing to trust Feng Fan unconditionally, but doesn't trust him...?Forget it, I didn't do anything worthy of trust anyway.

The flame kissed Lan Zhong's side face and disappeared, the surface of the place where it was rubbed was normal, but under the skin, there was a burning pain from the soul!

Lan finally pressed the side of his face with the back of his hand and fell back to the roof, with a stiff smile; "If it's really naked, I'm afraid I'm dead right now?"

It seemed that the spell's influence had completely worn off, and the odds were probably against him.

Qian Yichen stood on tiptoe on the ground, he could only see the entanglement of fox fire and black smoke, he didn't know which one had the upper hand.

Lan Zhong talked about an ancient monster, which sounded full of respect, but the aura he exuded was not that weak, and he was even able to handle it with ease because of his rich combat experience!

"Aren't you able to ride the wind and ascend to the sky?" Qian Yichen asked the people around him, his eyes dazzled when he raised his head for a long time and lowered his head.

Hua Ling helplessly tugged at the string of vines on her head: "My cultivation level is not yet at home."

"This is a domineering epee, not a flying sword. It would be nice to be able to barely defeat someone without my hands." Feng Fan also couldn't deal with enemies a few meters away from the ground.

"Then go up with the sword!"

Feng Fan's question went straight to the core: "If I go up with Li Chunjian, what will I use to fight?"

—He hadn't thought of that!

A fair duel between old enemies is very interesting, such as Ximen Chuixue and Ye Gucheng, but is it time for one-on-one!

The red lines on He Lanjiu's face were so hot that they were about to burn, which was a sign that the demon power was approaching its limit.

Qian Yichen patted his forehead, thinking about how to help.Wind belongs to sundae, and sundae belongs to wood. The only spirit of grass and trees he has mastered now can bring wind.

Taoism is mystical and ever-changing, like a fish like water can research the bone-splitting technique, and also tinkered with a set of automatic tea-making tools.

Text is the earliest spell, so it should also be used as a medium for spells?

Qian Yichen squatted down suddenly, dipped his two fingers in the aura as ink, and wrote a line of words on his body——

"I want to go home with the wind."

The coolness came, and the clothes fluttered, and even the footsteps were much lighter, it was the wind!

The wind is still too weak, he can jump one foot in one step, but it is not enough to move freely in the air like Lan Zhong.

But Qian Yichen couldn't find any poems about wind in his head for a while, so he sighed and wrote again——

"Why don't you go to heaven?"