Use your life for the black villain [Transmigration Book]

Qian Yichen felt that he had never been so fast.

The cold wind from the heights was as sharp as a blade, and the cheeks that were cut a little bit hurt, and the faint sound of roots cracking behind the ears could be heard far away.

Numerous little demon puppets are not a threat, only Lan Zhong is worth worrying about, but he seems to have no intention of hesitating, unwilling to reconcile Qian Yichen's resistance and escape, but only gives up after a symbolic pursuit.

The twilight is all together, the corner of the withered Montenegro.

Qian Yichen actually couldn't tell the direction, and instinctively walked towards the dry place, until the sky darkened before seeing the scorched yellow outline of the Montenegro.

Hanba is not in the courtyard, so it is easier for him to escape, and he is not in Montenegro, so it is still safe here.

But this is not good news, because He Lanjiu also disappeared, leaving traces of huge animal claws tearing in the dry woods.

Qian Yichen walked around the lifeless mountain for a while, pretending to be relaxed and teased: "A fox is a canine, why is he grinding his claws on the tree, just like a cat."

Deep scars remained on the soil and tree trunks. It is not difficult to imagine how He Lanjiu struggled to destroy them after appearing in the demon body.Could it be that, as Lan Zhong said, his soul was crushed by his naked body, or he split his body with his soul?

Qian Yichen was walking among the woods covered with dead leaves, and suddenly caught a trace of a faint evil spirit, and after a closer look, he found a fiery spirit swaying in the air.

It draws a bewitching arc and sinks into the depths of the forest, but because of the exhaustion of the master, the color is getting lighter and lighter.

Qian Yichen followed it all the way forward, and a big hole was dug out in the dry and cracked soil in the distance. A man with long hair covered his face was sitting and resting under the nearby tree.

"How are you……"

Qian Yichen hadn't finished his concerned words when He Lanjiu, who was supposed to be weak, suddenly rushed towards him with a cloud of dust, his black pupils were filled with chaos.

"Aw..." He Lanjiu, who let out a low beast roar, pushed him into the dug hole, and the sharpened claws lingered around his neck, pinching the artery accurately.

The fine pattern under the right eye corner is sprouting, more and more, wrapping around the collarbone and going all the way down.

The scene in front of Qian Yichen suddenly changed, and when he was thrown down, the back of his head hurt, and he tried to communicate with him: "Hey, He Lanjiu, He Lanjiu?"

This should be the first time he called the other party's name seriously, but there was no response.

He Lanjiu's thinking seemed to be imprisoned in the state of a wild beast, even though his body had recovered from the original form of bare bones, he still didn't say a word.

Qian Yichen didn't dare to struggle too far to provoke him, so he lay on his back on the ground, turned his palms and touched the top of He Lanjiu's head.

The other party's crumbling body can still move, the top of the head seems to be very comfortable being touched, the sharp murderous aura is reduced a bit, and Qian Yichen is slowly released, and moves to the edge of the mud pit...

Then he pulled out a handful of sand and threw it in his direction.

"Cough, cough, cough! What are you doing!" Qian Yichen choked and coughed, turned over angrily, climbed up and beat him.

He Lanjiu turned a deaf ear and continued to dig the sand, until he left the bunker before suddenly raised his head, making a threatening grunt to force him to stay there.

The sand is blowing from one direction, if this continues, sooner or later he will be buried alive!

Animals have a habit of burying important things, mainly hiding food... He Lanjiu is not hungry now, do you plan to dig him up and eat him in the future?

Qian Yichen stood in the middle of the mud pit and kept coughing, tentatively moving to the edge when he turned around to dig the sand.

You can't see it for one or two steps, but if you take too many steps, anyone can notice something is wrong.

"Goo..." He Lanjiu jumped over and threw him down again, her voice was thin and threatening but very heavy, sounding weak.

Damn, this guy can't die, he's just tired.

The little concern in Qian Yichen's heart disappeared immediately, and he supported his chest and shook desperately: "Wake up! Will your consciousness really return to the state of a beast? Now we have to go back and join the fish like water. If you still Just stay in the mountains like this, pets are not allowed in the inn..."

He Lanjiu tilted her head in confusion, listening to his complaints.

Qian Yichen pushed him away vigorously, pinched He Lanjiu's cheeks with both hands and kneaded them, and patted him twice to wake up his mind.

He Lanjiu obediently endured his sex, blinked her eyes, and was much more obedient than when she was sober.

If his strong soul does not want to destroy the demon body, he can only temporarily hibernate and hand over control.But Chi Ma is a big monster, even if he loses his soul, his body still has the instinct of a beast, once he gains the upper hand, he will lose his sanity.

By the way, he said that you can find your soul by following the lines on your body!

Thinking of this incident, Qian Yichen cautiously spread out his palm and stretched out his hand, trying to show his gentle and harmless side: "Come on, let uncle... bah, brother touch it?"

But He Lanjiu's face was kneaded by him for a long time, and he no longer trusted this strange uncle with a gray face and a strange smile, and twisted his body left and right to dodge.

"Don't make a fuss." Qian Yichen was as cautious as coaxing a child to take medicine, and after softly scolding him, he quickly smoothed his hair, "Don't move around, it won't hurt at all..."

How come the more you say it, the more you look like Uncle Weird!

However, He Lanjiu, who only kept his instincts, seemed too easy to bully. Qian Yichen had the idea of ​​playing a prank, but quickly dismissed it because the timing was wrong.

"Gee... ow!" He Lanjiu couldn't understand his painstaking efforts, and became more and more impatient as he struggled, frowning and actively pushed him away.

Qian Yichen had no other choice, and stuck to him with all his heart, catching his lips and kissing him hard!

"...Huh?" He Lanjiu's moist pupils opened wider and wider, and she froze on the spot at the moment of being kissed, motionless.

effective!

Qian Yichen maintained that kiss with all his might, and pushed the fiery aura gathered in his palm into his body along the crimson lines to check the movement of the demonic power in his body.

The spiritual sense first felt the chaos, and after continuing to penetrate like clouds and mist, it felt the bright soul like a golden crow.

The demonic power and the cultivator's cultivation have the same origin, and they are born according to the laws of the five elements. It's just that the demonic power gives people a colder and more uncomfortable feeling, but there are also monsters like Zhan Songliang who have never been contaminated with blood, and the coldness on their bodies is lighter. a lot.

He Lanjiu obviously does not belong to this category.

Wrapping around the soul is an endless hot demonic energy, but it feels extremely cold, and because it is like a wild dance that fills the body, Qian Yichen's invisible spiritual consciousness seems to be burned.

Breathing became flustered, he could only desperately tell himself to hold his breath, and calm down the chaotic evil spirit with the spirit of blazing fire.

Soothe the beast in He Lanjiu's body as if combing a mess, so patiently that he didn't even notice the sweat dripping from his forehead.

He Lanjiu opened his eyes, gently raised his hand to wipe off a trace of cold sweat from his forehead.

The turbulent demon power became more and more quiet, and the soul imprisoned in the center showed signs of loosening.He Lanjiu thought that the tight lips were the root of making herself more comfortable, so she took the initiative to deepen the kiss.

Open Qian Yichen's jaws and drive straight in, the sharp animal teeth rubbed against the fragile mucous membrane and refused to leave.

He Lanjiu tried his best to control the strength, and his suppressed teeth were trembling slightly.

I want to bite him down but I can't, so let's indulge once... Bite him viciously, and as for the consequences, I will bear it after I wake up.

Qian Yichen immediately sensed the aura of the predator, and tried to quell the last trace of chaotic demonic aura, and immediately moved his palm away from his thumping chest, but was firmly held by He Lanjiu!

Suddenly regaining control of his body, He Lanjiu simply put his arms around his waist and pulled it back forcefully, letting him sit on his body.

A cold hand was placed on Qian Yichen's back, and it was a little comfortable to be cold on the mountain full of scorching aura, but it made him extremely nervous, and he retreated reflexively.

"Woo..." He Lanjiu lowered her head and buried herself in his arms

Qian Yichen put his hand on his head calmly: "Stop pretending, I know you can talk now."

The acting like a baby stopped suddenly!

He Lanjiu twitched the corners of her mouth reluctantly, and still insisted on leaning towards him: "...Lean in for a while, and we will go back later."

"Lan finally hurt you?!"

He Lanjiu shook his head and was silent for a moment before adding: "His original body is actually not powerful, especially compared with Yaoyuan... Even if Chi Qi reappears, it seems to be nothing compared to him. If it is the practice age of a Taoist , at least a thousand years."

A person who has practiced for a thousand years is definitely not at the same level as a monster who has practiced for a thousand years.Monsters may be able to appear in human body after a hundred years of cultivation, but mortals are born with limbs and internal organs, and the starting line is not together.

"Then I was lucky to be able to escape from him." Qian Yichen still felt terrified when he remembered just now, "It's really thanks to the pine tree spirit."

He Lanjiu looked at him dissatisfied: "There is nothing to be thankful for, don't forget, he was the one who rebelled before the battle and surrendered first, if the Lord of the Mountain is like this."

"He..." Zhan Songliang's calm and powerless eyes appeared in front of Qian Yichen's eyes. He has not been stained with blood in his whole life of practice, but if he is driven by Lan Zhong to kill, it is tantamount to ruining his practice.

This kind of heavy fact is not suitable for thinking too much, so he changed the subject: "You may not have been very good in Wanyao Cave before, and you were finally wiped out by the Hunter Union."

He Lanjiu didn't like to hear the slightest belittling words from him the most, and immediately retorted: "I'm different from him. I never intended to care about other people's life and death, but he wanted to guard Montenegro, but he didn't guard anything."

"Anyway, you are not allowed to say that he is not good." Qian Yichen patted the dust off his body and stood up.

Zhan Songliang's head could never be lowered, but at that time the ginseng essence, He Lanjiu, and his own safety were tied around his neck.

However, He Lanjiu muttered: "It is always the nature of monsters to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, so you are so sure that his surrender is not for yourself?"

Even if it wasn't for the protection of others, why did he help when he escaped from Lan Zhong?

Qian Yichen got angry when he heard it, and felt that he couldn't explain clearly to him, so he simply strode out of the mountain: "Don't talk to me before returning to Shuzhou!"

He Lanjiu rolled her eyes on the spot and stomped heavily on the ground.

The sky completely darkened, and the figure in front of him disappeared in a flash.

……

Qian Yichen walked furiously for a while, only to realize that this mountain road did not lead to Shuzhou, but went further and further away. In addition, the night sky was starless and moonless at this time, and he completely lost his way.

"...Did you come to a fork in the road?"

Looking back, the mountain road was empty, and He Lanjiu did not follow.

Qian Yichen stood there and waited for a while, but no one showed up. He sighed in disappointment, and suddenly felt a chill in his abdomen!

A sword pierced through the dantian from behind, and the tip of the sword appeared in his lowered sight with a cold light.

Strangely, no blood gushed out.