Incompatible with the male protagonist Long Aotian [Transmigration Book]

Yu Zizhen lived for less than 20 years, and already had dozens of lives on his hands, and he even thought there could be dozens more.

Human life is worthless anyway, he thought.

His mother was a prostitute, and she was the most humble prostitute. After giving birth to him, she continued to receive customers in the flower building, hoping that one day she would be redeemed by a wealthy businessman.Maybe he was played to death, he doesn't remember.

His father... It is said that the man who was his father was a street bully, who was pierced through the heart by a passing monk who punished evil and promoted good.

Yu Zizhen sometimes thinks that some people are destined to pay a price if they want to climb out of the dirty quagmire.

So he took out his conscience with his blood-stained hands, and buried it in the underground tomb together with the little fear and timidity left in his heart.

In Wuling City, the Guan family is an upstart who has risen since the Qi family was wiped out.

In the high hall, there stood a dozen or so members of the Guan family, all young and old, all staring at the Demon God Sect group in front of them with fear and hatred.

Surrounded by people, Yu Zizhen stood at the front and said, "Surrender or die, choose one yourself."

The Patriarch of the Guan family is a middle-aged man, his face trembled, and the words he said were squeezed out from between his teeth, with deep hatred in his eyes, "Our Guan family will never be your lackeys of the Demon God Sect, don't waste your efforts in vain, please go back Go back to the Demon God Sect and tell your elders that the Guan family will not follow the old path of the Qi family."

Yu Zizhen raised his eyelids and asked, "Aren't you afraid that I will kill you?"

The Patriarch of the Guan family said angrily: "If you want to kill me, do it. I promise not to blink."

As he wished, Yu Zi pulled out Qianshanxue in an instant and cut the throat of the person in front of him.

The dead Patriarch of the Guan family stared wide-eyed, with blood flowing from his throat, his expression shaking and distressed, he knelt down slowly on the ground, as if he hadn't expected that he would really dare to do it.

Yu Zizhen smiled, and said: "There is one thing you don't understand, whether you blink or not, I have the final say."

Everyone in the Guan family looked at the scene in front of them, dared to be angry but did not dare to speak out, and inevitably felt a little more fear in their hearts.

Yu Zizhen pointed his sword at the person standing behind the corpse on the ground, and asked, "Who are you?"

The man hurriedly bowed down, nervously said: "Little man, this little man is his younger brother, Guan Yang."

"You will be the new Patriarch." Yu Zizhen said.

"The villain takes orders, and he will follow the lead of the Demon God Sect." The man was afraid of death, and seeing what happened just now, he immediately prostrated himself and fell to the ground without thinking.

A group of people from the Guan family standing behind him looked at each other in blank dismay, and finally knelt down together.

There was a "bang" when the knee hit the ground.

A young man from the Guan family couldn't help asking: "Aren't you afraid of retribution for killing my father?"

Yu Zizhen looked at him and asked, "Are you going to take revenge on me?"

The boy said firmly, "I will definitely."

The second after he uttered these words, Qian Shanxue pierced the air, pierced his chest, and his breathing stopped suddenly.

Everyone in the Guan family lowered their heads, not daring to speak any more.

……

After Yu Zizhen dealt with the affiliated families in several prefectures near the Wanxi Mountain Range, he received the order from the Baiyang Society and set off for Baiyang Prefecture.

On the way, the group of Golden Core Stage monks who stopped him outside the Array Pavilion last time appeared again, but this time the difference was that there was no hidden killing intent in their eyes.

Yu Zizhen looked around and said, "Why hide in the dark?"

As expected, Tang Xingdan appeared from behind a cliff, wearing a new and gorgeous blue Taoist robe, holding a sword, with a smug expression on his face.

Yu Zizhen asked, "Are you here to kill me?"

Tang Xingdan waved his folding fan just like him, and teased: "Otherwise? I could have spared you from killing you. The enmity between us is not deep, and your humble life is not important to me."

"It's not important and you still try your best to kill me?"

"You're hindering me." Tang Xingdan gritted his teeth, and said with dark eyes, "So I have to get rid of you. Only when you're gone can I live well in Ermai."

His tone was gloomy and cruel, thinking that Yu Zizhen would die in front of him soon, he couldn't help talking to him for a while.

He was not in a hurry at all, it was a joy to watch Yu Zizhen die slowly.Tang Xingdan felt that this process was like catching a monster. When the monster began to struggle, it was the most exciting thing for the hunter.

Yu Zizhen was not in a hurry, there was no panic on his face, he thought of something and said: "You were testing my strength a few times ago."

"You are right." Tang Xingdan said slowly, "But you are too stupid to realize it until you are about to die."

Yu Zizhen didn't take it seriously, and continued: "After you learned of my whereabouts today, you didn't report to the Ming sect, but ran out secretly by yourself, and brought these people to kill me quietly. Are you afraid of being After I die, I will be suspected by the elders."

Tang Xingdan nodded and admitted: "Naturally, if I was discovered, wouldn't I be implicated? It's not worth it."

Yu Zizhen told him: "This is not the way to use the word Liaison. If you kill me and be found out, it's not Lie Lie. You deserve it."

Tang Xingdan became a little impatient. He didn't see the look of panic in anticipation on Yu Zizhen's face. He felt uneasy and unwilling to delay with him any longer, so he put away his folding fan and ordered vigilantly: "Do it, speed up!" Come on, don't let him get away."

He was already planning this matter when Baiyang Prefecture held the Baizong Competition more than half a year ago.Yu Zizhen is too much of an eyesore, only apart from him can he have no worries.

It's a pity that Yu Zizhen has the same idea as him.

Several Jindanqi monks he brought changed their targets, and pointed their swords at Tang Xingdan, scaring the latter into a cold sweat.

At this time, Tang Xingdan finally realized belatedly why Yu Zizhen didn't show any panic at all.

"What did you do to them?" He thought of a possibility and asked immediately.

The eyes of these people are all pure black, without a trace of white, as if their minds have been controlled and they have lost control of their bodies.

Yu Zi really looked at him intently.

Tang Xingdan asked: "Did you drug them?"

"I don't even bother to use such indecent methods."

"Why is that?"

Yu Zi really didn't want him to die clearly, so he smiled cruelly: "After you die, guess slowly."

Tang Xingdan hurriedly said: "Don't kill me!" He swallowed, but found that his throat was dry and his heart was tight, "I'm still useful."

He was born in the Tang family, and grew up smoothly. Naturally, he had encountered unscrupulous robbers, but no one had ever dared to kill him.

Yu Zizhen smiled and asked, "Oh? Are you still useful?"

Tang Xingdan forcibly calmed down, and said: "I will listen to you from now on. I will do whatever you ask me to do. If you want martial arts, I have them. If you want pills, I have them too. As long as you let me go, the Tang family will not let me go." I will forget your kindness, and I will let the past go. But if you kill me, you will bring unnecessary trouble to yourself, so I advise you to think carefully about it."

"It makes sense, your life is really useless to me."

As soon as Tang Xingdan relaxed, he heard Yu Zizhen say again, "But like you said, it would be very useful to me without you."

He was so angry that his eyes turned black, and before he could react, he was surrounded and beaten up by the group of golden core stage monks he brought, and he didn't even have time to take out the defensive spirit weapon from the storage bag.

When he was covered with bruises and collapsed on the ground dying, Yu Zizhen stepped forward and stepped on the folding fan he had dropped on the ground.

A black footprint was printed on the surface of the snow-white folding fan.

Yu Zizhen stepped on Tang Xingdan's neck, as long as he exerted a little force, he could hear the sound of his neck breaking, and that sound would make him feel excited.

"Don't kill me, please..." Tang Xingdan begged him for mercy, his voice hoarse, his eyes filled with fear and regret, "I don't dare again."

He sent a few Golden Core stage monks to form a circle, like the most loyal bodyguards, dutifully surrounding the two of them.

Yu Zizhen felt that his begging for mercy looked spineless and pathetic.He said in a flat tone: "You are here to kill me, have you forgotten, I am standing here now, waiting for you to do it."

Tang Xingdan's expression changed from begging to ferocious to desperate. He knew that no matter how much he begged, it was useless. The black boots on his neck would not loosen.

He hated Yu Zizhen, and also hated himself for carelessly underestimating the enemy.If he was given another chance to start over, he wouldn't be so stupid again.

The strength on Yu Zizhen's feet gradually increased, and he stopped when he had his last breath left.

He pulled out his saber and pointed it at Tang Xingdan's body. In an instant, frost filled with cold air began to condense down along Qian Shanxue's sword, and he took back the sword until it completely wrapped his body.

Yu Zizhen made him a well-fitting ice coffin.

Immediately afterwards, he carved a sealing formation on Tang Xingdan's ice coffin, sealing off the breath of the people inside.

When he finished everything, the blackness in the eyes of the monks around them began to fade away, and then their bodies gradually dissipated into the air like sand blown by the wind.

Time is up.

The first forbidden spell he learned in the Baiyang Society has continued to work until now, which is not bad.

In the thick ice coffin, Tang Xingdan's face was pale, his eyes were closed, and there was a deep mark on his neck.

Yu Zi really thought that the person he was going to deal with in the future was Fan Miao, so he must be fully prepared.

Let's try Tang Xingdan's body first.

Tang Xingdan of the second vein disappeared.

Dong Yu knew the news as soon as he returned to the sect. He heard that several elders surnamed Tang in the second vein were making a fuss, and insisted that they were murdered by someone.

Now, except for those who practiced in closed doors, and those who went out to perform missions but did not return, all the disciples of the Demon God Sect knew that Tang Xingdan was missing.

Dong Yu didn't want to care about the troubles of Ermai, just a bunch of things about Tu Shenfeng was enough to give him a headache and irritability.

Zhou Rong and Li Canran were still on their way back to the clan from Jiandao, they didn't know that the matter of splitting the clan had already become known to everyone.

It's not his fault, it has something to do with him.

His pigeon responsible for sending the letter was accidentally intercepted by other branch disciples, who read all the contents of the letter.

Originally, this kind of thing was impossible to happen, because most of the letters used by monks were engraved with formations, and the contents of the letters would be automatically destroyed if they were opened by unknown people.

But who knows that the formation he inscribed has gone wrong.

Fortunately, he only mentioned the word branching in the letter, and didn't directly say that Tu Shenfeng wanted to establish a separate sect, so he didn't arouse too much suspicion.

Dong Yu didn't think it would have much impact. It is said that people have been discussing the establishment of a branch of the Demon God Sect in the Northern Territory, which just confuses the public.

But when Elder Kong learned about this, he was furious, and punished him to kneel in the Library Pavilion for five days, and asked him to copy the erroneous formation until he had written a thousand pages.

The Zangshu Pavilion was big and cold, and he was afraid that there would be no animal charcoal for burning books. After Dong Yu came out of it, his expression was twisted, and his legs were numb from the cold.

If he practiced on a daily basis, he would be fine if he could stay in the library for a few days with vitality circulating in his meridians to maintain his body temperature.But Elder Kong specially ordered that the vitality be not allowed to circulate, simply to make him suffer.

Dong Yu was suffocating in his heart. He remembered that Kong Ling also made a mistake in the formation not long ago and leaked the contents of a letter, but he had never seen Elder Kong punish her so severely.

Sister Ling made an unintentional mistake, but he was also unintentional, didn't he?He has seen what Elder Kong has done for so many years. It has nothing to do with partiality, but a deeper look down on him.

The Dong family made a fortune in business, and although they enjoyed fine clothes and fine food, fundamentally speaking, they did not have the background of a family of cultivation.He knew that his surname was not Kong, and he was destined not to be treated equally with Kong Ling in front of Elder Kong.

He and Li Canran complained about how many times he was insulted by this titular grandfather since he was a child.Call him incompetent, call him stupid, not a material for cultivation, and can only be a follower.

He was very unconvinced, but he was indeed inferior to Kong Ling, his own granddaughter, so he kept fighting against him, depraved himself, and disguised himself as a street gangster.But even if he drank and pretended to forget it, or solved it by himself, after ten thousand times he felt that it was nothing, for the ten thousandth time, he would still feel sour in his heart.

A few days ago, he accompanied Kong Ling back to the clan. Before that, he went to Lianwuling City, and saw the scene of the Qi family being bloodbathed, which was shocking.

No one cleaned it for them, only the head of the "prisoner" who was sentenced to death by Tao Biqing was hanging high on the wall, already stinking.

Kong Ling said that she wanted to return justice to the Qi family, and asked him if he would follow her.

Dong Yu still remembered his answer at that time, "Yes."

Kong Ling will always be the one who makes the decision, and he will always be a competent follower—until his strength is not enough.