Use your life for the black villain [Transmigration Book]

Sir Su Shi, I'm sorry!The situation is urgent, and I haven't been able to hold back a poem at your level...

Qian Yichen wrote the last stroke guiltily. Just as the word was formed, he immediately saw his calf wrapped in the light vegetation aura, and he jumped onto the roof smoothly with his toes!

Unwilling to smash a piece of roof tiles, Lan finally walked away, and slowly rubbed the corners of his lips with his fingertips: "I really admire fellow Taoist for being able to use the spirit control technique so well."

"Your yin and yang look is quite similar to He Lanjiu." Qian Yichen said casually, staggered and stopped on the roof.

"Hmph." He Lanjiu refused to admit it, completely forgetting that she also often claimed to be subordinate with an arrogant face. The silver-blue flame was also very bright in the daytime, and blocked Lan Zhong's retreat after spreading out.

On the front is Qian Yichen and the surging spirit of heaven, earth and wood, and behind him is the fox fire that is about to burn to the end of his hair.

Lan finally paused in mid-air for a moment: "Really? But we can only talk another day, I have other things to do next, I like young people like you very much, but since you don't intend to participate in the evil day, don't Come get in my way."

Before he finished speaking, the bright smile on his face gradually darkened, the corners of his eyes curled up, and a murderous aura suddenly appeared!

An invisible barrier fell from the sky, enveloping the entire courtyard and shrinking it inch by inch, as if even the air was squeezed out.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

Qian Yichen's mind was restrained by the huge shock, and only the sound of heavy heartbeat could be heard in his ears, which became more and more sinking.

This kind of coercion is not easy to bear, as if Mount Tai is powerless to resist, it causes trembling of fear in the depths of the soul!

This is the overwhelming aura that can only be released by a real monster, which is enough to prove that the previous Lan was just teasing them.

He Lanjiu barely stayed in the air, his forehead was soon covered with sweat: "You..."

"The Chimao body filled with human souls can at most exert [-]% of its strength back then. Little guy, I was of the same generation as Chimao back then." Lan finally hid his whole body in the black smoke in a leisurely manner.

Qian Yichen's feet were so weak that he almost rolled to the ground, but when he found that the other party was about to leave, he could only stop him weakly: "Stop!"

Lan finally lowered his head and glanced meaningfully, his expression focused and stern: "Ah, don't you guys look down?"

Qian Yichen originally didn't want to be caught by his tricks, but the screams from the ground made people have to pay attention.

"what--!"

The moment he glanced into the courtyard out of the corner of his eyes, Lan Chun turned into black smoke and flowed away, and soon disappeared into the sky, and the awe around him also disappeared immediately.

"Let's meet again by fate."

Qian Yichen stood up with difficulty, ignoring the obstruction, but nervously fell back to the ground: "Hua Ling, your face...?"

Hua Ling, who just let out a scream, raised her trembling hands in front of her eyes: "Face? Is the face like this too!"

Her hands showed a state of dehydration starting from the fingertips. The dry skin was attached to the bones. The skin was still fair, but it had more wrinkles than the seventy old man!

Did Lan Mo do it?

Impossible, he didn't touch Hua Ling just now, and he didn't cast any sinister curse.

Moreover, everyone here was suppressed by the overwhelming evil spirit, so why was she the only one in a dry state?

That's right, it's not aging, it's drying up.

Hua Ling looked like a plant that hadn't been watered since it germinated, she squeezed her chapped lips, and looked at him in horror and suspicion: "This is the trace of the burning spirit... that's right, it is Akashi!"

The Hua family in Fuzhou has guarded and maintained the body of the Chidao for generations, and the wood is used to light fires to ensure that the demon body that has lost its primordial spirit will not decay.

More than ten years ago, Chi Chi's body was taken away by someone. At that time Hua Ling was still young, and only listened to the elders as a painful lesson to warn the children. Today, knowing that He Lanjiu is Chi Chi, her suspicion suddenly increased.

If something goes wrong, he must be the first to suspect him.

Qian Yichen didn't dare to touch Hua Ling who was extremely frightened rashly, and comforted him from the side: "You must be wrong, I believe he didn't do anything. Let's talk about the truth first, we have known each other for so many days, so he just told me Feng Fan found fault, right?"

Hua Ling's training is the spirit of plants and trees, and she is not very good at dealing with the fire element. The stronger she is, the stronger the enemy will be.Now even if he activates the spiritual energy in his whole body, it can only slow down the dryness of the body, and it will return to normal after a while.

But even though the situation was urgent just now, it didn't make people's memory confusing. Qian Yichen remembered clearly that He Lanjiu's Foxfire had never touched her.

"I don't know, I don't know..." Hua Ling covered her face with her hands, the fact that her face was almost disfigured was a big blow to her.

Feng Fan glanced resentfully at the destroyed courtyard wall, and then his eyes froze suddenly: "Just now everyone's attention was on the sky, if someone came outside, I'm afraid no one would notice."

"But that man left traces." He Lanjiu landed lightly with a smile on his lips, the fox fire on his body was still not extinguished, Hua Ling was so frightened that he backed away a few steps.

Qian Yichen frowned dissatisfiedly after turning his head: "What are you happy about?"

"Because of what you said just now." He Lanjiu folded her arms, but her eyes stretched into the distance, "I remember that when we entered the gate, the grass and trees outside the courtyard were not like this."

There were weeds growing on both sides of the alley outside the old house, most of which had been destroyed by the fox fire together with the walls before, and the surviving part had been withered and fragile.

It wasn't burned by fire or the grass and trees withered in winter, it was the kind...the dryness of the drought for years, and even the soil cracked.

There are still traces of this scene, and the traces of dry and cracked soil stretch from the gate of the courtyard to the distance.

It's as if...a person came from a distance and stood outside the courtyard without a sound. After staying for a while, the place he went was in a state of severe drought.

By the way, after rubbing Hualing for a while, she showed signs of dehydration.

So who has the ability to observe them at the door for a long time after approaching?

"Go out and have a look." Qian Yichen left the yard with a breeze, and ran to the distance following the dry and cracked lines on the ground.

The drought scene came to an abrupt end near the exit of the alley. With that area as the boundary, the inner side was lifeless, and the vigorous grass roots on the outer side were still faintly blue.

"Disappeared?"

He Lanjiu followed, and interrupted his muttering slowly: "The other party can completely hide his breath, and when he leaves, he may go to heaven or earth, and there is no way to track him."

Qian Yichen turned around, but couldn't find any turf that showed signs of withering. When he returned angrily, he found a piece of paper in his hand: "What is that?"

He Lanjiu put the piece of straw paper into his bosom, deliberately showing off: "It has nothing to do with the current situation, and I will show you something nice to say."

"I don't care to watch it." Qian Yichen was dizzy due to many changes, and flicked his sleeves to go back the same way.

In the small courtyard of the old house, Feng Fan was picking up the usable wall bricks, and was about to mend the damaged areas again.

...It's just that when there is a crying little girl in the yard, it seems very heartless to do so!

Hua Ling is only fifteen or sixteen years old this year and dares to leave home alone. In Qian Yichen's time, he was still a middle school student.

"Why don't you coax her?" Qian Yichen sighed and walked to Hua Ling.

Feng Fan helplessly put the broken wall bricks together: "I really persuaded you just now, she let me go aside."

Why are you so obedient!Don't you know that girls are always duplicity?

Hua Ling squatted on the ground, sobbing and feeling very wronged: "Go away...you all go away, don't look at me!"

"Girl, can we stop crying? You haven't grown old, you just lack a little moisture." Qian Yichen had no choice but to go to the battle himself, leaning over and holding her hand, "I'll try first and see if I can make you feel better." You get back to normal."

The spirit control technique has been able to mobilize the spirits of plants and trees wandering in the world, and it may help her restore her spiritual veins.

Qian Yichen thought for a while, and used spells to write on her arm, "The surface of the water is clear and round, and the wind and the lotus are lifted one by one". The artistic conception is so good, there are water and flowers.

The light blue aura spread out from the palm, like a spring breeze passing over the skin and began to stretch, restoring the girl's fair and soft feeling...but only for a moment.

When the wood spirit was about to cover Hua Ling's whole body, it started to shrink as if it touched some restricted area, and quickly returned to the original place, causing the skin to wither again, even the arm that had written was not spared!

Wood makes fire, no matter how many spirits of vegetation he injects into Hua Ling, it will make the fire more powerful.

Hua Ling's expectant smile froze at the corner of her mouth.

Qian Yichen scratched his hair in distress: "It seems that I have no other choice, or... take a bath, eat some fruit, and replenish water from the outside world?"

- no use.

Hua Ling barely held back her tears and went to take a hot bath. When she walked out of the room wearing a new purple gauze, she was still like wisteria.

Even the wisteria flowers on her head were burnt yellow.

"What do you think I should do? I will be scolded by grandpa again... I don't want to go home!"

Qian Yichen stopped repairing the courtyard wall. After a long while, no one dared to talk to the angry girl, so he patted Feng Fan on the shoulder.

"Well... I think it looks like a vicissitudes of life, and it will be safer to travel around the world in the future. Your grandfather will be proud of you." Feng Fan was thinking about how to cover the entire wall with those few bricks, and he answered seriously after thinking for a while .

Qian Yichen and Hua Ling almost got so angry that they beat him.

Protagonist, are you able to speak? Do all those girls use this method to capture their hearts?Are they blind!

The little girl who hurt her spirit veins was even more irritable. She raised her leg and kicked Brick aside, and stood in front of Feng Fan with her hips akimbo, looking like she was about to fight.

He Lanjiu always cares about the killing and doesn't care about burying it, and it's fine if you don't help, and she ate the melon seeds just now to stir up the flames: "You can specialize in the fire element in the future, and your whole body is wrinkled like a thousand-year-old withered vine. From the outside, the lethality can be three times higher than it is now. Fifty percent."

Qian Yichen immediately turned around with the brick in his hand, wanting to slap him into the ground aggressively: "Shut up!"

He Lanjiu threw away the melon seeds and smiled, and she became really quiet.

"Based on the principle of mutual generation and mutual restraint, we should find some water-based magic weapons, such as the South China Sea Jiaozhu, and use the power of the source water to nourish the spirit veins, and it will recover in three to five days." Feng Fan finally said something like the protagonist, staring at the flowers. Listening eyes, "In my opinion, your appearance is no different from before, so don't worry about being laughed at."

Hua Ling stared at the withered orchid in the corner: "The South China Sea is too far away."

"Also...Niaowei Mountain, I remember a rare kind of water gall amber is produced on the nearby mountain. The water stored in it comes from thousands of years ago. It may have the same effect. I will look for it right away." Feng Fan patted his palms clean. Dust, hard thinking and finally found a feasible plan.

Qian Yichen also seemed to have such a treasure in his mind, and nodded hurriedly: "It must be useful! Isn't it Niaowei Mountain? I've only been there, and it's nothing to explore again."

Feng Fanti's sword stopped moving: "Are you going too?"

"It's not that I'm going too, but Wang Jiu and I will look for it together, and you stay and guard the house." Qian Yichen was full of confidence, and he pulled He Lanjiu, who was on the sidelines, to express his position, "Lan Zhong might come back when, my soul It’s just that a mortal, he is also a monster, and has no resistance to huge monster aura. Only you cultivate a domineering and hostile aura, so you can somewhat resist his coercion.”

He Lanjiu yawned lazily, deliberately contradicting him: "What if Lan Zhong specifically goes to surround us?"

Qian Yichen was angry, and stared for a while: "——Can't you think about the good?"

……

In fact, this combination allocation is quite reasonable from various perspectives.

He Lanjiu just exposed his identity as a monster, and now someone's spirit veins are damaged and he doesn't care about other things, but after Hua Ling recovers, he will inevitably question him about Chi Chi and ask He Lanjiu to give an explanation.

Moreover, for some inexplicable reason, this guy demolished the courtyard of Feng Fan's family, and ran away while the enemy was in front of him, so as to allow a cooling-off period.

Qian Yichen hoped that he could bring back the amber water gallbladder smoothly, he helped others, no matter how vigilant Hua Ling was, he was able to talk calmly about the original monster.

But when the two returned to Niaowei Mountain, they discovered a terrifying phenomenon.

The whole mountain is also withered.

The bark of a large oak tree is dry and violent, hanging loosely on the branches, and the cracks in the soil are bottomless.

Qian Yichen even suspected that as long as there is a little spark, the entire mountain can be burned clean.