Silly White Sweet Villain Transformation Plan[Transmigration Book]

"The wind listens to the cold!"

The sword fell to the ground, emitting a burst of strong light, and then Feng Tinghan passed out.

Fu Siqian said coldly, "What's going on?"

Liu Shu stared with disbelief on her face, and said slowly: "He, he wants to forcibly recognize the master!"

Divine artifacts have spirits, not to mention the ancient divine swords. The sword spirit has taken a fancy to Feng Tinghan, and has the blessing of the plot. Even if Feng Tinghan is unwilling, the laws of this world will still push things to the original track.

Feng Tinghan didn't choose to use the sword, the Excalibur would appear by itself, Feng Tinghan refused to form the seal, and the Excalibur would forcibly recognize its owner.

There is a powerful force in the dark, which is promoting the development of the plot.

Hey!

Fu Siqian couldn't help cursing a few words in his heart, Feng Tinghan fell into an illusion under his nose, this incident was like a primer, hooking out the negative emotions buried in the deepest part of his heart, the feeling of powerlessness mixed with anger, burning his heart.

This world is a world of rules, even Feng Tinghan, who is the hero, does not have the right to choose.This recognition made Fu Siqian very unhappy, but it also made him realize one thing: he no longer treats everyone as a false character in the book, and while he is angry, he feels sorry for Feng Tinghan.

He is empathizing with the world, and he is beginning to really accept everything here.

A faint halo shrouded Feng Tinghan, Fu Siqian slapped the divine sword on the ground with his palm, the sword body roared, the black sword frantically struggled, and actually shattered, the brilliance first revealed, showing its original appearance.

Forcibly recognize the master, so what about the ancient sword, I will directly destroy you, let's see what else you can do!

The red light exploded, Sanqiu appeared, and the blazing fire of the kendo illuminated the room. Fu Siqian held Feng Tinghan's waist with one hand, and Sanqiu with the other, and stabbed directly at the divine sword with [-]% of his strength.

The red light and the white light are intertwined, and the two halos are entangled and confronted, and they check and balance each other.

"Impossible!" Liu Shu rushed to Fu Siqian's side, jumping her feet anxiously, "Forcibly recognize the master and enter the illusion, the impact of the magic weapon from the outside world will affect the people in the illusion, and if the divine sword is damaged, he will not be able to wake up gone."

The blazing fire of Sanqiu is unstoppable, the divine sword has been dusty for a hundred years, coupled with the suppression of Fu Siqian's cultivation, the sword spirit is finally unable to resist the power of the enemy's sword unity, and slowly falls into a disadvantage.

Hearing Liu Shu's words, Fu Siqian immediately took Sanqiu away: "When will he wake up?"

"You have to wait until you recognize the master seal to wake up.

"There is no other way?"

Liu Shu shook her head: "Forcibly recognizing the master is a forbidden technique. Once it starts, it cannot be stopped, and the illusion of master recognition of the Excalibur will repeat itself until the seal is successfully sealed."

Fu Siqian: "..."

Buying and selling by force is simply shameless to the extreme.

I don't know what happened in the illusion, Feng Tinghan suddenly struggled, Fu Siqian frowned and glared at Liu Shu: "What's going on?"

Aggrieved, Liu Shu pointed to the Excalibur on the ground: "Don't look at me, I don't know what's going on, you can ask him."

Fu Siqian understood, and raised his hand to grab the Excalibur: "Come out!"

Excalibur didn't respond.

Fu Sigan's face sank like water, and he said coldly, "I'll say it one last time, come out!"

"Liu Shu! You actually betrayed me!" The little sword spirit flew out from the divine sword. Compared with just now, his light was much dimmer.

Liu Shu laughed dryly, flew behind Fu Siqian, and quietly made a face at the sword spirit.

"Didn't I scare you a few times, small-minded, vengeful ghost!"

"Hmph, you still have the face to say, if it wasn't for—"

"Shut up." Fu Siqian held a cluster of fire in his palm and looked at the sword spirit, "Let him wake up, or I will set you on fire."

The sword spirit pouted: "I don't believe it, my uncle is the sword spirit of the ancient god sword, you, you dare not—oh!"

The white ball of light flew wildly in the air, and a red light beam followed behind him like a shadow. The sword spirit said angrily, "It's unreasonable to be presumptuous and bold!"

Fu Siqian didn't even look at it, he tapped Feng Tinghan's eyebrows with his fingertips, and checked his spirit thoroughly.

"Take it, I will spare you, otherwise..."

Liu Shu shook her head and shook her head: "Don't be so stubborn, I think you should be obedient, this fire is not like a joke."

Fu Siqian snorted coldly, tapped on the Sanqiu, and saw the black long sword turned into a stream of light, and caught up with the sword spirit in an instant, binding it tightly.

The fire light entangled the bound sword spirit, as if stained with oil, and burned instantly, devouring the white light ball bit by bit, the sword spirit screamed: "Aww! It's burnt to death, stop it, hero, hero! , Ancestor, I was wrong and I was obedient, so quickly accept your supernatural powers."

Fu Siqian turned a blind eye to it, moved a little away, and enlarged the flames until the sword spirit couldn't speak before it stopped.

Liu Shu swallowed her saliva, and silently moved away from Fu Siqian. She believed that what Fu Siqian said earlier about burning the sword spirit to death really meant it, not just talk.

The sword spirit was burned to death, Sanqiu withdrew, he was lying on the ground, motionless, Fu Siqian grabbed him from the air, and pinched him in the palm of his hand.

Xu Shi just burned out its vigor just now, before Fu Siqian could speak, the sword spirit spontaneously confessed: "He has always refused to seal, the illusion has been repeated several times, and I can't interfere, if you want to wake him up, You can only enter the illusion to wake him up."

Even though it didn't dare to deceive, Fu Siqian thought for a while, and still planned to enter the illusion. In order to prevent the sword spirit from tricking him, he tied up the little thing with spiritual power: "If something happens to me, you will be killed by the sword spirit in the future." Bind it."

The sword spirit froze, and said in a stern voice, "I can only last for an hour. When the time is up, you must come out."

Fu Siqian nodded. Entering the illusion requires a fusion of mind and soul. He put Feng Tinghan aside, and formed seals with both hands according to the instructions of the sword spirit.The white light pouring from the sword enveloped his whole body, and when he opened his eyes again, the scene around him had changed.

The mist is lingering in the illusion, as if falling into the void, the surroundings are emptied, and the reality cannot be touched.

Fu Siqian remembered the plot of the original text. Feng Tinghan was ambushed when he went down the mountain to practice, and broke into the magic circle of the illusion. He got the inheritance of the Excalibur by mistake. Illusion.The plot of the inheritance of the divine sword and the illusion has been completed together, and I don't know how Feng Tinghan's eldest wife will appear on the stage.

The fog around him slowly dissipated, and a figure appeared, with waist-length hair tied up high, and light and shadow floating on the ice-blue clothes.

The man turned around, his expression was indifferent, his peach blossom eyes were as calm as stagnant water, he looked at Fu Siqian, and asked slowly: "Who are you?"