The female supporting role is unqualified gl[Transmigration Book]

White mist is everywhere in this hall. At first, Chen Lian only thought of them as fairy energy overflowing from fairy stones, but when she heard that familiar voice, she turned around in panic and looked at the white shadow beside Fengyang who couldn't see her facial features clearly. Listening to the conversation between them, the panic in my heart has reached the extreme.

Why... Nanhe Immortal would be here..., she clearly saw with her own eyes that the soul of Nanhe Immortal was swallowed by Fengyang.

Feng Yang left neatly, changing from the procrastinating style in the past, which made Nan He feel very strange. He turned his head and looked in the direction of the door, pondered for a while, then turned to glance at Chen Lian, who was restless with her head down, and asked in a cold voice: "What did you tell her?"

Chen Lian's heart trembled, she didn't dare to raise her head for fear that Nan He would see the guilt in her eyes, so she could only pretend to be calm and replied: "It's nothing, just tell her that her saint betrayed her."

"Betrayal..." Nan He repeated these two words in a low voice. Although he didn't say anything else, it still made Chen Lian feel a chill down her spine.

When she was in the fairy world, Chen Lian was very afraid of Nanhe Immortal Venerable. Apart from her cultivation, it was also because of her indifferent eyes that seemed to be able to see through the thoughts of others. The dark thoughts in her heart could not be concealed from Nanhe at all. Every time, Chen Lian fled in a panic.

Nanhe noticed that Chen Lian was trembling, and the figure formed by the condensed white mist leaned slightly. The immortal energy in the hall became much stronger at this moment, and her originally clear vision became hazy. She lowered her eyes and looked at Chen Lian with all her strength. With the arms behind her back, Bai Wu nimbly crossed the arms to support her arms.

Chen Lian felt a cold touch from her wrist, and her fingers that were holding on to Lianhua were separated one by one. She had no power to resist, so she was forced to let go, and Lianhua fell into the white mist He was sent to Nan He.

The lotus, which confronts the evil energy in every possible way, does not flinch even when facing Fengyang, is extremely docile in Nanhe's hands. The scattered petals are shining with a faint white light, and the stars of light fly out from the stamens, making the intimacy Rotating unconsciously around the white shadow.

Seeing those light spots, Chen Lian unconsciously took a few steps back, looking away with a pale face.

Nan He looked at the dots of light one by one, then raised her hand to grab some of them, looked down at the dots of light lying quietly in her palm, she was silent for a while, and said softly: "Tie Yin, Qin Shan , Qiao Wu..." She paused, then called out the last Yuan □□ character, "Golden Song."

"Looking at these, can you remember them?" Nan He let go of the light spot to return to the lotus, and asked Chen Lian in a cold voice, "Have you ever regretted it?"

For the sake of selfishness, regardless of the friendship between former companions.

"Even if they died at the hands of the demons, they would never want to die at your hands."

Facing Nanhe's questioning, Chen Lian bit her lip and shook her head stubbornly, "For my senior sister, I can do anything, even if I do it all over again, I will still do it."

"It's all... It's all because they stopped me and didn't let me get the inheritance. Obviously I was the one who guarded the fairy world, so why can't I be allowed to sit in the position of the immortal venerable." Chen Lian's resentment, anger, and unwillingness were all at this moment. Outburst, the fear was left behind, the eyes staring at Nanhe were full of jealousy, and the obsession that had been buried in the bottom of my heart finally revealed, "The person standing next to Senior Sister should be me."

How dazzling Nan He is, Chen Lian feels how humble she is, every time she sees Chang Yi talking and laughing happily with Nan He, the darkness in her heart begins to grow crazily, and by the time she realizes it, it is too late.

So she could only let this darkness continue to grow.

"The person standing next to Chang Yi has always been you, but you yourself have been blinded by jealousy." Nan He gently stroked the petals of the lotus, and white air flowed out from the stamens and wrapped around her fingers, and the white mist turned into His figure solidified at a speed visible to the naked eye, with ink-like hair hanging behind him, and on the snow-white dress, as the white mist dissipated, quaint patterns, exquisite facial features, and jet-black eyes, With an indifferent expression, Nanhe, who has absorbed the energy in the lotus, is not like a primordial spirit, but more like a real person.

The energy in the lotus was completely absorbed by Nan He, leaving only thousands of Yuanshen light spots floating on the petals, Nan He raised his hand to cover the lotus with a white barrier, raised his eyes and glanced at Chen indifferently. Lian glanced at her, lightly parted her pale red lips, and said mercilessly: "Chang Yi has been away for so long, have you not regretted it?"

Hearing her mention of Chang Yi's name, Chen Lian's eyes turned cold, her eyes were red, and she asked hoarsely, "Where did my senior sister go?"

Nan He paused slightly with his fingers stroking the petals, and said in a flat tone: "She has been reincarnated."

"...Reincarnation..." It was finally confirmed that her senior sister was really reincarnated, which made Chen Lian's numb heart beat again. She stared at Nan He nervously, afraid of hearing bad news from her, "Why can't I find her?"

Chen Lian, who thought it would be difficult to ask anything from Nan He, was surprised to find that she actually answered herself, "A piece of her primordial spirit is incomplete, and she has consumed too much primordial energy since she was reincarnated. It's not what it used to be."

"Even if she continues to cultivate immortality, she will never be able to meet the conditions for ascension because of her incomplete soul and poor physique. The more times she reincarnates, the shallower the imprint of Chang Yi on her soul will be."

Until the imprint completely disappears, even if the primordial spirit is fully restored, she will no longer have the memory of Chang Yi's period.

Chen Lian understood the meaning of Nan He's words, and her whole body trembled.

Nan He looked at the panicked Chen Lian, and said expressionlessly: "I didn't want to return the Yuanshen fragments to her, do you regret it now?"

Chen Lian covered her mouth, big drops of tears fell down, and the palm holding the fragment of Yuanshen seemed to be holding something hot.

The white mist floating aimlessly in the hall had already surrounded Chen Lian at some point. When Chen Lian sensed something was wrong and wanted to break free, it was too late. A long sword formed by condensed immortal energy came from her. The chest was inserted slowly, and no blood spewed out, but she could feel her body and soul collapsing bit by bit.

"Let me go find Senior Sister..." Chen Lian grabbed the long sword on her chest and looked at Nan He beggingly, "Please."

Nan He listened to her pleading, looked at her indifferently, waited until Chen Lian's consciousness completely dissipated, and her body turned into white mist, and only a light spot of Yuanshen was left floating in the air, then she lowered her eyes slightly and whispered He said to himself, "I should have blown your soul away, but someone made atonement for you in advance."

The light spot quietly stopped in mid-air, and after a while, the white mist dissipated, and another dim light spot slowly floated to the side of the light spot. Nanhe watched it quietly for a while, then raised his hand to draw the light spot down , let them fall into the lotus.

The light of the lotus fell silent, and then merged with the white mist. Nan He walked to the side window, stared at the dark outside for a while, suddenly lowered his head, and looked at his palm with a complicated expression. A piece of jade appeared, but only half.

The illusion of Wangqingyuan was broken, and the instigator Chen Lian was sent out of the fairyland by the thick fog in the deep pit. The surviving immortals in the original fairyland only dared to look outside at the situation of Wangqingyuan at first. After Chen Lian disappeared, Ling Xinxian Under the leadership of Zun, check the situation of those immortals who have survived so far trapped in the illusion.

No one was interested in the deep pit, and they looked more like they had a kind of fear of the deep pit. Even if they saw Ruan Lan being wrapped in thick fog into the deep pit with their own eyes, no fairy came to investigate.

Feng Qi lay beside the deep pit, tilting her head and looking at the immortals who helped her companions leave Wangqingyuan in the distance. Thanks to these immortals' fear of Wangqingyuan and inheritance, she can continue to hide here without worrying about her identity be exposed.

Wang Qingyuan's illusion and the inheritance that caused all this is a thorn in the side of immortals who are still alive in the fairy world. No one wants to get angry, so when they don't understand the situation, they all stay away from it.

Not long after, Feng Qi was the only one left in Wangqingyuan, the deep pit was still the same as before, even the position of the dense fog hadn't changed at all, and it was completely impossible to see what Ruan Lan was doing inside from the outside.

Feng Qi waited patiently beside the deep pit, she was really bored, so she jumped to the top of a nearby giant tree, and looked at the fairy world while holding the trunk.

I don’t know if it’s her illusion. Since the illusion was broken, the situation in the fairy world seems to have improved a lot. The hazy sky has become clear, and the desolate and desolate colors are slowly fading, as if they have regained their vitality. .

The little black cat was grinding its paws absently on the tree trunk, while observing the changes in the fairyland, until the sky suddenly darkened in the direction of the Wangchuan River, and the whole sky was shrouded in demonic energy. An unclear figure approached her from a distance. Approaching slowly.

Feng Qi narrowed her eyes, and stopped with her paws rubbing against the tree trunk. After seeing clearly who the figure in the darkness belonged to, her heart sank, she turned around and looked at the deep pit, thought for a while, and took the initiative to greet her. go up.

Fengyang stepped into the fairy world single-handedly, and the enchantment of Wangchuan River was completely torn by her. The curious demons tentatively followed behind her to see the situation, but she threw it away with demonic energy roughly. go back.

The immortals who had just been delighted by the shattering of the illusion looked at Fengyang's figure, and their whole bodies froze suddenly, and despair enveloped their heads again.

However, Fengyang's goal is neither them nor the fairy world. Her green eyes glanced around casually, and when she saw a little black cat with a big fish in its mouth that was voluntarily meeting her, she froze coldly. Her expression loosened a little, and a smile appeared in her eyes. When the little black cat walked around, she raised her eyebrows and teased with a smile, "It seems that you have lived up to my expectations."

Feng Qi put down the fish in her mouth, hooked it with her small claws and lifted it up for Feng Yang to see, pretending to be calm and said: "The main fish, I found it."

"good."

Feng Qi saw that Feng Yang seemed to be in a good mood, so she tentatively asked: "The lord came to the fairy world..."

Feng Yang took the fish over and looked down for a few times. Hearing Feng Qi's words, he raised his eyes and glanced at her, and said with a half-smile: "Take you back."

The little black cat stood still, a little surprised by the answer.

Feng Yang put the fish away, glanced casually at the deep pit, and looked away uninterestedly. She raised her hand to pick up the little black cat and put it on her shoulder, then turned around and walked back along the open road, "I heard something interesting. I want to test it out."

Interesting things?Feng Qi had a question in his head, and he had several guesses in his mind, but he couldn't be sure what Feng Yang was referring to, so he could only turn his head and look at the deep pit reluctantly.

Forget it, at least Ruan Lan's inheritance has not been disturbed. As for her, she is safe for the time being with Qian Kun Ling.

Thinking of this, Feng Qi paused slightly, Qian Kun Ling... Her eyes slowly widened, and she felt as if she knew what Feng Yang was talking about.

But, why did she know the function of the Qiankun Bell?

Feng Yang stepped into the fairyland without concealing her devilish energy at all. Except for the immortals in the fairyland who knew of her arrival, even Ruan Lan, who was brought into the thick fog in the deep pit, sensed the powerful devilish energy outside through the thick fog.

An ethereal shadow standing on the edge of the thick fog moved, and a cold voice came from inside, "It's the breath of Fengyang."

Thinking of Feng Qi outside, Ruan Lan frowned, Qingyun sword was inserted/inserted into the jade in front of her, she turned around and wanted to get out of the thick fog, "I want to go out."

"You can't beat her." The shadow floated over and said calmly: "There may be a chance to accept my inheritance."

Ruan Lan looked at the shadow claiming to be Nan He's conscious body and said nothing.

"My twin swords, the body of Qingluan's bloodline, actually have a part of the aura of a guardian." Shadow looked Ruan Lan up and down, and said in a tone of no emotion: "You are more suitable for this inheritance than Chang Yi." .”

Shadow seemed to think of something, and asked, "Why isn't Qiankunling here?"

Ruan Lan frowned, "On my Taoist companion."

Shadow was silent for a while, then turned to look at the thick fog, "The consciousness that the Immortal Venerable could transmit was not much at the beginning, so after I was touched, I would not stay for too long. You have to make a decision as soon as possible."

Ruan Lan also looked at the thick fog, as if she wanted to look outside through it.

Shadow waited for a while, and couldn't help asking: "What are you hesitating about?"

"I'm worried about the safety of my Taoist companion." The demonic energy was still growing crazily outside. If it wasn't for the thick fog that couldn't easily penetrate, Ruan Lan might have left with her sword.

"Since the Qiankunling is in the hands of your Taoist partner, you don't have to worry about Fengyang hurting her."

Ruan Lan's expression changed, and she asked, "Why?"

Shadow shook his head slightly, didn't say much, just asked another question, "Do you want to know Fengyang's weakness?"

Fengyang's weakness... Ruan Lan lowered her eyes slightly, and the Qingyun Sword trembled slightly under her gaze. The Qiankun Bell, which was warned by several people that Fengyang must never get it, is now in Feng Qi's hands. After Feng Qi was forcibly taken to the upper realm by Feng Yang, Ruan Lan was always restless.

So, does she want to know Fengyang's weakness... The answer seems to be without thinking.

In this world, there are absolutely no more than five people who know the Qiankun Bell and its function, not to mention how many of these five people are alive.

So Feng Qi was very surprised that Feng Yang would know the function of Qian Kun Ling.

She squatted on Fengyang's shoulders like a statue and went back to the upper realm with her. During the process of going back, she thought hard for a long time, and finally decided to take the initiative to find out the news.

"My lord, have you seen the changes in the fairy world?" The little black cat looked at Feng Yang's side face, blinked and said, "When I was looking for fish here, I saw that the fairy in the fairy world was covered by a burst of fog. Isn't it strange that it was swept away?"

Feng Yang glanced at her with a smile, nodded and said: "It's very strange, and it's been involved in the upper realm."

The corners of Feng Qi's mouth froze, and he laughed a few times, "It was actually sent to the upper realm."

Chen Lian was actually sent to the upper realm by the dense fog. What kind of magical development was this? She clearly remembered that in the original book, Chen Lian finally died under the sword of the heroine, just after the illusion was broken.

"She told me some interesting things." Feng Yang waved his hands to the people who greeted him around him, and instead of going to Fengyuan Hall, he returned to his main hall, "Are you interested in knowing?"

The little black cat scratched its head and said absently: "Yes."

Feng Yang gave a low laugh, and jokingly said: "But I don't want to tell you."

Feng Qi: "..."

Feng Yang went to the Immortal Realm this time to run after Feng Qi, brought her back and put her in the main hall, and left after telling the maid a few words.

After Feng Qi waited for her to leave, she watched the clothes prepared for her by the maid, and she directly transformed into a human form. During this period of time in the fairy world, she has been acting in her original form, and now she is still not used to the human form. She moves her hands and feet while looking at it. Looking at the maid's expression, but found that there was nothing to be seen from her expressionless face.

"Did the lord let me stay here forever?" Feng Qi stood at the door and looked around, then pushed the door tentatively, and turned to ask the maid.

The maid hadn't answered yet, the hand she touched the door and was knocked open had already given her the answer.

"The lord asked the saint to wait patiently here."

Feng Qi: "..."

Fortunately, Fengyang didn't make Feng Qi wait aimlessly. Not long after, the maid suddenly stepped back, and a few seconds later, she led a group of maids in with trays, and waited for them to put down the things. Finally, Feng Yang appeared at the door.

The things on these trays are no strangers to Feng Qi, when she was allowed by Feng Yang to go to the Immortal Realm, she had to eat so much magic energy every day.

Feng Yang personally put a plate of devil qi balls on the table in front of Feng Qi, then sat down opposite her, crossed his hands on his chin, and looked at her with interest, as if he was looking at something novel. Things, urged: "Eat quickly."

Feng Qi slowly took a dumpling and stuffed it into her mouth, glanced around, and said dejectedly: "There are too many, I can't eat it."

Feng Yang chuckled, "Don't try to be lazy, I will watch you finish eating, no matter how long it takes."

Feng Qi was stunned for a moment, and realized that Feng Yang was serious, slowly frowned, and said cautiously: "But, my body can't bear so much devilish energy."

"Try it." Feng Yang smiled half-smile, "If you don't try it, how will you know it won't work?"

Feng Qi's heart sank. Judging by her attitude, she was sure that she knew the function of the Qiankun Bell. As for why she didn't directly try to take the Qiankun Bell away, it might be because she was still skeptical.

Whether Qiankunling is the same as what Chen Lian said, Fengyang wants to see the result directly.

As for how she should see the result, Feng Yang's eyes fell on Feng Qi. As the physical body of saintesses, there is a critical line for them to bear the magic energy. At that time, whether her primordial spirit could survive the self-explosion was the result Fengyang wanted to see.

Although it is instinctive to devour demonic energy, pure demonic energy is also very delicious, but if you eat too much, you will feel bored, especially if she has to repeat this action all the time. Taking a look at Fengyang, seeing that she really had no intention of leaving, she couldn't help but ask, "My lord, where did you get all these devilish energy?"

The maids kept bringing trays in, and Feng Qi couldn't help wondering if Feng Yang had moved all the warehouses where she kept her demon energy to her.

These devilish qi are several times purer than the devilish qi in the upper realm, and it is obvious that they cannot be caught just by grabbing them casually.

Feng Yang lowered his eyes and glanced at the ball of devilish energy on the plate, and stretched out his hand in front of Feng Qi. Under her suspicious gaze, he slowly let go of his palm, and a ball of pure devilish energy appeared on her face from small to large. palm.

She rested her chin on one hand and looked at Feng Qi's eyes widened in surprise, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, "The devilish energy in my body."

"This..." Feng Qi swallowed, "Isn't this going to affect you, Honorable Master?"

"No." Feng Yang said indifferently: "Besides, thanks to you, I feel much more comfortable recently." With Feng Qi sharing the demon energy for her, her "eating" can no longer be controlled.

Feng Qi looked at the devilish balls that almost surrounded her and felt a little unbelievable. Just as she was about to continue asking something, the table was knocked suddenly, and Feng Yang squeezed the devilish balls in her hands into a kitten Throwing it onto Feng Qi's plate, he whispered, "Eat it."

Feng Qi looked down at the cute kitten, and sighed faintly.

Feng Yang squinted at her, "Why? Can't you say anything?" She stretched out her hand in front of Feng Qi, thought for a while, then suddenly snapped off a finger and shook it in front of her, "Or, it's better like this ?”

Feng Qi looked at her in horror, and silently picked up the kitten on the plate, "This is better." She doesn't like bloody things, and she has no interest in human body parts.

Feng Yang burst out laughing, she withdrew her hand, shook her head slightly, stared at Feng Qi and swallowed the magic energy dumpling for a while, raised her hand to touch her lips, felt that she was also a little hungry, and finally got up to leave up.

After she left, Feng Qi silently pushed away the plate in front of her. She raised her hand and rubbed the space between her brows, the relaxed expression on her face was replaced by seriousness.

After Feng Yang left Feng Qi's place, she went to Feng Yuan Hall. This time, she still didn't use the most relaxed original state where she stayed there. After stepping into the hall, the clothes on her body automatically changed into the ones Chen Lian had seen before. She paused slightly, and glanced around suspiciously, and was surprised to find that the immortal energy here has become much stronger.

It seems to have returned to the way she had just brought Nanhe back to the upper realm, or in other words, the immortal energy here is stronger than then.

Feng Yang bypassed the pillars in the hall, and came to the corner where Nan He often stayed, looking at the figure with her back facing her, which was obviously not formed by the condensed white mist, her eyes were slightly deep, and the corners of her mouth curled into a beautiful arc , said softly: "So that's why you asked me to bring her here."

Feng Yang glanced around, "Where is she?"

"killed."

Feng Yang sighed regretfully, "You acted too quickly, I still have something to ask her."

Nan He turned around, stared at Feng Yang for a while, frowned and asked, "What did she tell you?"

Nan He intuitively felt that it must be a very important matter.

It's been a long time since I saw Nan He's face so clearly. Feng Yang thought it was a novelty for a while. She walked to Nan He's side, and she didn't dislike the small cushion she used to lie on her stomach when she was in her original form. She just sat down and leaned against the Zhu Zi, with a lazy look, "She told me the secret about Qian Kun Ling."

Nan He's expression turned slightly cold, and he turned his head to look out the window without saying a word.

"It seems that you also know about Qian Kun Ling." Feng Yang leaned on the pillar and looked up at Nan He's back, raised her hand to pick up her black hair that hung down to her waist, drew out a trace of immortality and passed it to her lips, He said casually: "Aren't you scared? I actually know this secret."

"Moreover, I have already found the person holding the Qiankun Bell."

Nanhe didn't speak all the time, but Fengyang didn't care, he kept eating with his immortal energy, and said to himself: "She is the demon saint who can swallow my demonic energy, isn't it interesting? "

"A body that can devour magic energy, a magic weapon that can protect the primordial spirit from any force."

"Do you still think she can take my place?"

After some time, Nan He finally responded, "She can take your place because she can control the instinct of devouring."

Feng Yang's eyes darkened, he shook his head with a low laugh and said, "Instinct."

An irrepressible instinct is what got this far.

"But it's too late." Feng Yang stretched out his hand and grabbed Nan He's black hair, forcing her to turn around and look back at him, meeting her cold eyes, and said with a smile: "Qian Kun Ling and others have fallen into my hands." hands."

"This time, you have no way to kill me."

Nan He looked away flatly, and said in a low voice, "My original intention was never to kill you."

Instead, kill herself.