The Villain of Fast Transmigration Youxi

This woman is actually a saint from the devil world, Song Yi expressed that he could not accept it.

"It's not a surprise." Song Yi really wasn't surprised. He already had guesses in his mind when he came, so it wasn't hard to guess that this woman was a saint.

The woman was beaten by him, and the next moment someone came to him and said that the lord had invited him because the saint was beaten. This made all the trouble in the devil world know that the saint was injured, what's the good?

The enchanting woman sneered, and did not answer, but looked at Ling Jiuyou, who was sitting on the couch and meditating, and said, "My lord, Fengya Academy has gone too far this time. Being thrown into the Holy Soul Tomb, who in Haoyuan Continent does not know that entering the Holy Soul Tomb is a good thing for people in the cultivation world, but it is hell for people in the demon world?

Piansheng Fengya Academy sent people in on the grounds that disciples from the devil world committed crimes, so is there any way to get out?Lord, you must decide for those disciples! "

Fengya Academy?

Holy Soul Tomb?

where is that?

Song Yi on the side didn't know the world at all, and he felt like he was listening to a scripture when he heard these words, but he saw Ling Jiuyou, who was meditating with his eyes closed, when he heard the enchanting woman say that he wanted to make decisions for those disciples , then suddenly opened his eyes.

"Since you know that you have committed a crime, you should follow the rules." Ling Jiuyou's voice sounded, not a cold voice, but a very mellow voice, low and hoarse with a hint of magnetism, which made people listen Want to hear it again.

Song Yi's eyes narrowed, he felt that his tasks in this world should be easy to do, however, Song Yi didn't know that this was just an illusion.

The enchanting saint has listened to Ling Jiuyou's voice for many years, and she has long been immune, and she also knows Ling Jiuyou's temper, but she doesn't have half a thought for him.

"My lord, think twice, Fengya Academy uses various reasons every year to let our children from the devil world go to the Holy Soul Tomb, their hearts are damnable!" The enchanting saint looked at Ling Jiuyou with a face full of hatred, There was a complex and indistinguishable darkness in her eyes.

Ling Jiuyou looked at the enchanting saint, her eyes were clearly calm, but the saint seemed to be under a huge pressure invisibly, in this cool room, the pure white On his forehead, there were big beads of sweat dripping down.

Song Yi didn't feel anything, he only felt that there was a wave of airflow in the air. It must be that Ling Jiuyou's pressure was only aimed at the saint. Dare to shout five or six to the master.

Song Yi didn't like such a person.

"Saint." Ling Jiuyou stood up, with an indifferent expression, and said: "In this Haoyuan, the fittest survive."

This meaning is too obvious, that is, you are not so strong that people can't say it, and others have all kinds of reasons to deny you, so who is to blame?

The enchanting saint could no longer hold back and fell to the ground, she no longer gasped for breath regardless of her image, she couldn't stop the fear in her heart, but she was also very unwilling.

For the sake of this demon world, she tried her best to establish her prestige in front of everyone, but no matter how hard she tried, she would never be able to compare with Ling Jiuyou, who made him a Mahayana cultivation base; Mingdu can't compare, it's really hateful, a dog next to Ling Jiuyou can make people in the devil world awe, but only loves her.

She doesn't want to be suppressed, she wants to stand out, she wants to be the master of this demon world!

The title of Saintess has been with her for too long, and she is tired of hearing it. She has never understood why. Her talent is not bad. Now she is only 140 years old and has the cultivation base of the early stage of chaos. Looking at this Haoyuan Continent, how many people are there? Can anyone compare to her?

It happened that the two people in front of her were stronger than her, and she was really unwilling. Ling Jiuyou, as a dual element of thunder and ice, was not surprised at all that she could have such a cultivation level, but...

Xuan Ming!

Xuanming not only has four spiritual roots, but also has such a trash spiritual root of the wood system, why can he surpass her?

With a single-line fire root, she is a genius no matter what in Haoyuan Continent, but she is overwhelmed by a waste with four-line spiritual roots. How can she feel at ease?

I knew that when she brought him back, I had only one breath left, and I couldn't survive no matter what, but it was a cheap life, and I forcibly survived!

Why didn't he just die! !

"What the lord said is very true." The enchanting saint lowered her head, concealing the gloom in her eyes, and when she raised her head again, she looked pitiful and charming, but Ling Jiuyou didn't notice it when she saw it. task response.

Song Yi, who was standing on the side, stroked his chin when he saw it, and laughed in his heart.

This woman thought she was covering it up well, but from the angle he stood here, he didn't miss the viciousness in her eyes, but it was really hard to guard against femme fatales.

What surprised him about Ling Jiuyou was that he didn't even move the expression on his face in the face of such a beautiful woman whom I still feel sorry for. It's rare for someone to have such concentration.

Song Yi thought so emotionally, but what he didn't expect was that after he learned the truth in the future, he would be an MMP. The concentration is too good, and this person has a facial paralysis at all!

However, now he doesn't know.

"My lord, Fengya Academy asked us if anyone in the Demon Realm is going to register for admission this year? Die Yu looked at this year's roster, and there is really no one to go." The enchanting saint Die Yu said.

Hearing this, Ling Jiuyou's eyes moved, and he said: "Then don't let them go, you just back down."

His voice was full of majesty, making people dare not resist. Die Yu bit her lips unwillingly, but she had to swallow back what she wanted to say under the pressure of Ling Jiuyou, and could only say: "Subordinate Follow orders."

Staggering to his feet, Die Yu gave Song Yi a hard look when he left, and the hatred in his eyes almost turned into substance.

Xuanming, just wait for me, next time I will strangle you to death.

Song Yi only felt that that look made his neck chill, and sincerely felt that this woman was ill and could be cured.

After Die Yu left, only Song Yi and Ling Jiuyou were left in the Asura Hall, looking at each other silently, and there seemed to be some embarrassment in the air.

Song Yi looked at Ling Jiuyou's expressionless face, those deep eyes like ink, and there was an inexplicable throbbing in his heart for some reason, as if he had a feeling of deja vu.

"Is Guardian Zuo still doing something?" Ling Jiuyou couldn't help asking aloud when he looked at the person who had been very winking in the past but didn't go out at all today.

Song Yi came back to his senses, blinked his eyes, and said solemnly: "My lord, I think what the saint said just now is not unreasonable. Fengya Academy sent me and other demon world children to the Holy Soul Tomb, no doubt it is not to judge me. The back road of the demon world, such behaviors must not be encouraged!"

So, he can still understand this Shuya Academy, but what the hell is this Holy Soul Tomb?Is that what he understood?