Master Beauty, He Loves Nobody [Transmigration Book]

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After listening to such a long story, Nan Xinjin felt that his three views were about to be shattered. He really didn't expect his prince brother to be so scheming and completely kill Bai Wu...

"You..." There were so many things I wanted to say, Nan Xinjin didn't know what to say for a while, and in the end, thousands of words were reduced to one sentence——

"The national teacher must hate you to death. Brother Huang, you are really too..." He couldn't think of a suitable adjective.

Nan Xinhuang sat silent.

Nan Xinjin was angry for a long time, and suddenly remembered a very serious problem, and belatedly said vigilantly: "Why are you telling me so many old things?"

The master once told him that he is still young and his mind is too pure, he is not suitable for knowing too many secrets, the more he knows, the faster he will die...

Nan Xinhuang sighed, "Xin Jin, only you can help me now...I want to revive him and make up for him..."

Nan Xinjin suddenly felt dizzy before his eyes. Before he fainted, he struggled and said, "You, you plot against me again! What Master said is indeed right..."

Nan Xinhuang drank the rest of the wine in one gulp, and then hugged Nan Xinjin who had fainted.

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When Nan Xinjin woke up, he felt weak all over his body, and he was as groggy as if there was a big pot lid on his head.

He managed to open his eyes and found that he was tied to a huge pillar. There were a total of twelve such red pillars, and ten teenagers were tied to each of them. The blunt knives looked like they would stab at any moment, and there was a dark red blood groove under their feet, which curved like a river and flowed towards the center.

Twelve pillars are regularly distributed in all directions, forming the shape of stars holding the moon, with a crystal coffin in the center.

The whole environment was extremely weird, and the teenagers who woke up were all terrified and struggling, but they couldn't use their spiritual power, all their weapons were removed, and their bodies and feet were covered with chains, and they couldn't break free at all.

The whole scene looks like a large altar.Nan Xinjin looked at those struggling teenagers, and suddenly remembered the words that the emperor brother said before he fell into a coma——

"I'm going to revive him."

Nan Xinjin felt like stepping into icy water for a moment, so it was his brother who did all of this?He has been arrested for so many years for what sacrificial ceremony to revive the national teacher?

He was angry, angry, and shocked, and there was a trace of unspeakable grievance in his heart.

The knife hanging above the head looked blunt, facing the center of their heads, with a row of fine and dense serrations on the edge, which made one's scalp tingle.

Suddenly two people appeared in the main hall, one was tall and tall, wearing a white Taoist robe and a wide veiled hat, holding a dust whisk in his hand, making his face invisible.

Standing quietly beside him was a man wearing a wide black cloak, his face was also hidden under the cloak.

The two of them stood on the high platform above, looking at a group of teenagers tied to the pillars below, the white-robed Taoist priest said in a toneless manner, "The poor Taoist once watched the sky at night, and the master of the state is from our Nanyou country." Fu Xing, if he dies, the whole Nanyou Kingdom will decline. Fortunately, the master of the country entrusted Pindao with a dream and told him a way to revive him, but this method requires sacrificing everyone..."

The teenagers below suddenly became a mess, some were crying, some were yelling and cursing loudly, the sound of the chain shaking for a while, and the crying mixed together.

"Children, don't be afraid. You died for the great luck of Nanyou Country, and you deserved to die. The whole Nanyou Country will remember your dedication! It's just that the sacrifice process may require more suffering."

This ritual is mainly to collect the grievances of these young people, so the white-robed Taoist described the process in great detail, "The blunt knife on your head will slowly fall and slowly cut into your scalp, and then Cut open your skulls little by little, and stab them all the way down your throats... and your blood will flow into the center along the underground trench..."

Nan Xinjin's scalp was numb from his description, and he felt that those words were like a small knife cutting his heart, and he suddenly yelled, "What nonsense! The national teacher will never entrust you with such a dream How shameless you are to dress up as an immortal in the skin of a Taoist priest!"

The man in the black cloak moved slightly, but still stood quietly beside the white-robed Taoist.

The white-robed Taoist smiled grimly, "The child with a yellow mouth can't understand the painstaking efforts of the poor Taoist." He counted the time with his fingers, and shook the dust, "The time is up...it's time to send you on your way...execution!"

Following his order, there was a sudden "click" sound in the hall, as if some mechanism had been triggered, the knives began to fall slowly, and the densely packed serrations shone coldly.

Nan Xinjin stared closely at the man in black. Although the man was covered with a wide black cloak and his face could not be seen clearly, Nan Xinjin still recognized that it was his imperial brother——Nan Xinhuang.

Nan Xinhuang could sense that Nan Xinjin was watching him all the time, he clenched his fingers so hard that his nails sank into the flesh of his palm.

The blunt knife was getting closer... Nan Xinjin showed despair.

He obviously still has a bright future waiting for him, he obviously made an agreement with his master to practice his mental skills after returning home, and he obviously thought about how to piss off his demon brother...

He doesn't want to die, but now he has no internal energy, he can't break free at all, and he doesn't know how many meters underground, no one will come to rescue him, this time he is destined to die here in pain and pain.

The blunt knife was about to touch his heart, and he could almost feel the unique coldness of the blade. Nan Xinjin suddenly closed his eyes, shrinking into a ball with fear, and flashed in his mind the words of Master's coldness and desolation. figure -

"Master, save me!" He couldn't bear it anymore and shouted.

"Bang!" "Boom!"

There were several loud bangs in succession, and a huge hole was suddenly blasted into the hall. A burst of dust was flying, and only a "click" sound was heard, and the mechanism that had already been activated was pressed the pause button, and the knife gently touched everyone. Aspirations, but did not go any further.

The white-robed Taoist was startled, "Who is it!"

The red shadow flashed, and one person floated in, smiling: "Me!"

The red clothes of the visitor fluttered, fierce as fire, as dazzling as the blood clouds in the sky, his eyes sparkled like streamers, his face was amazing, his smile bloomed like a flower, it was a scene of hundreds of miles.

Nan Xinjin suddenly opened his eyes wide and called out, "Brother!"

Baili Cujing glanced at him, with a half-smile: "Now you want to call senior brother?"

His smile was like a burst of spring, and it seemed that the entire gloomy hall was lit up.

Then, as soon as he moved, he swiftly rushed towards the white-robed Taoist: "Where is the evildoer here pretending to be a ghost? Show me your true form!"

His movements were flowing like clouds, but the sword he swung was as fierce and precise as a falcon, and the white-robed Taoist retreated subconsciously.

But Baili Cujing's movements were as fast as lightning, and the sword moves he used hit east and west again, and the white-robed Taoist couldn't dodge in time, and the veil on his head was lifted off, revealing his true face.

Nan Xinjin had been staring at him, and was startled when he saw this man's face clearly.

This man's face seemed to have been painted with heavy oil paint, it was jet black, and there were countless lines and stripes vertically and horizontally. At a glance, it was impossible to see where his facial features were for a moment, his appearance was extremely weird and frightening.

And as the veil was taken off, black devilish energy suddenly erupted from the Taoist.

Although Nan Xinjin lost his spiritual power, he still sensed the devilish energy for the first time. He said in surprise, "It's actually an evildoer from the devil world! No wonder he used such a sinister method!"

When this person was wearing a white robe and a veiled hat, he gave off a fairy-like appearance, but he didn't expect his real appearance to be like this.

Nan Xinjin only thought that he looked disgusting, but Baili Cujing narrowed his eyes slightly, and he recognized this person.

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Sen Mo, the left guardian of the current Demon Lord, is proficient in all kinds of evil ways, likes to do human experiments, and often researches some strange creatures, and this person is very powerful, he is a very difficult opponent, Baili If Cujing only used spells, he might only be able to draw with him. To win an overwhelming victory, he would need to use magic skills.

And this is a bit difficult to deal with. People in the demon world already suspected that Baili Cujing might be the demon holding the stars, so they kept staring at him. , the group of little bastards below will be horrified to find out that he is a demon, and in the end they will make such a noise that everyone in the whole continent knows it.

Saving people is indeed a troublesome task, Baili Cujing sighed.

Sen Mo was overwhelmed by his true identity, and immediately stopped pretending, and sneered strangely, "Little devil, take your life!" He rushed towards Baili Cujing, using all his tricks and tricks, very sinister and vicious .

Baili Cujing fought with him, his swordsmanship opened and closed, and the pure fairy energy surged all over his body. The white flame sword in his hand was as deadly as the scythe of death, which made the forest demon dare not be careless.

Sen Mo became more and more frightened as he fought more and more. The young man in front of him was obviously not very old, but his cultivation was comparable to his own. It seemed that he had to take it seriously. He smiled, "Baili Cujing, aren't you a demon? Why not?" Using magic? You can't beat me with spells alone."

Baili Cujing was too lazy to talk nonsense with him, took advantage of the forest demon's distraction and slashed at him with a sword, and smiled lazily, "Old man, don't delay the fight by talking."

Nan Xinjin directly yelled back for Baili Cujing, "Bah! The black-faced old demon! You are the devil, and your whole family is a devil! How can I be a devil if my senior brother is so good-looking and full of immortal energy! You are blind!" You bastard! Ugly! Big-faced thief! You look like a disaster!"

Baili Cujing almost laughed out loud, why did Nan Xinjin have a much richer vocabulary after returning home?

Sen Mo hated others attacking his appearance the most, so he sneered in anger, and Baili Cujing took the opportunity to put a bloody streak on him.

Sen Mo snorted, waved his sleeves and quickly cast spells. A cloud of thick black mist instantly enveloped the entire hall. There was a gust of gloomy wind in the hall, and countless resentful spirits screamed and ran wildly. It was like entering hell on earth for a while.

"Baili Cujing, don't you want to save these people? I can't save even one of them!"

Sen Mo's voice was hoarse and unpleasant, and Xiao Xiao rushed towards Baili Cujing with a ferocious smile, and wrestled with him.

Baili Cujing's skill was about the same as his, and the two of them were fighting to a point where he couldn't get out to save people.Sen Mo thought that he would see Baili Cujing's painful expression, but Baili Cujing didn't respond at all.

Baili Cujing thought to himself, he let them die, he came here to find out who is behind the scenes, to save people, secondary.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a wraith rushing towards Nan Xinjin. He paused slightly, and when he wanted to save him, a momentary evil thought suddenly flashed in his heart——

It's good that this little bastard is killed, so that he doesn't have to be around Pei Cangyi every day and scream...

But before he could finish thinking about it, he heard Nan Xinjin yelling, "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh senior brother, help me! I'm going to be bitten! If I die, master will never let you go!"

Baili Cujing: "..."

He was about to distract himself to save Nan Xinjin, when suddenly there was a clear and clear zither sound in the air——

"Clearly!"

All the wraith spirits in the hall stopped suddenly, as if something had interfered with their judgment. Nan Xinjin looked at the big mouth of the wraith spirit right in front of him, and didn't dare to vent his breath.

Suddenly, as if he saw something, his eyes lit up suddenly, and he said in surprise, "Master!"

I saw a white-clothed man appearing out of nowhere in the hall. He was dressed in white clothes that surpassed the snow, and his temperament was as elegant as poetry.In this eerie hall, the appearance of this man is like a light illuminating hell.

It was Pei Cangyi.

The author has something to say: Yo Ho, Master and Cuo Jing have come to save the junior brother~ Nan Xinjin is still a fool, haha.

Continue at 18:00 tomorrow.

感谢在2020-08-3021:06:29~2020-08-3118:36:29期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who threw the landmines: 2 from Nan Xiangrou and Ming Yao; 1 from Fei Chi You Fei Chi;

感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：冉冉20瓶；唐牧以15瓶；诱惑、梦棂、4224560910瓶；是至瑜呐～、蓝霖4瓶；墨水寒渊、5552瓶；31690843、是了然呀.、别挡我1瓶；

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!