Silly White Sweet Villain Transformation Plan[Transmigration Book]

To open the secret realm of the competition, all factions need to cooperate. Le Zhengcheng alone takes care of the mundane affairs on Wuji Mountain, and Fu Siqian and others only need to take a formality on the sidelines.

Yan Jun remembers whether to eat or not, so he wandered around from nowhere, took several handkerchiefs and moved closer to Fu Siqian, and stuffed them into his arms like disgust: "The person who admires you asked me to hand it over to you. Said it was for you to wipe your hands."

Fu Siqian picked up a handkerchief and shook it: "This flower? This mandarin duck? Wipe my hands? Shall I throw away their thoughts together after wiping my hands?"

Yan Junxing took pleasure in his misfortune: "Throw it away carefully, if it spreads, you will gain a reputation for spoiling other people's wishes."

Fu Siqian: "..."

Neither of them liked to show off, and they didn't come forward. Yan Junxing whispered to Fu Siqian, saying that this year's secret realm had changed a little.

Just as Fu Siqian was about to ask again, he saw Yan Junxing's face darkened, the Louyun fan was shaking slightly, and the light wind brushed past him, as if hitting a barrier, making a slight sound.

Fu Siqian's eyes sharpened, and he quickly raised his hand and waved towards that place, only to hear a wailing sound from the crowd, a cultivator in gray robe staggered two steps, fell to the ground and yelled unconsciously, his seven orifices flowed down. Bloody water, like an evil ghost whose soul has been strangled.

It was as if he had the guts to unleash his divine sense to spy on them. Fu Siqian glanced at them coldly, folded his sleeves and kept silent, with a chill in his heart.

The cultivators around exclaimed, and Le Zhengcheng quickly ordered the person who fell on the ground to be carried away. His soul was insane, his seven orifices were bleeding, which was obviously a symptom of a strong attack on his soul.

Afterwards, Fu Siqian and Yan Junxing acted as if they had nothing to do with them, Le Zhengcheng's forehead twitched, and he knew without asking that what happened just now had nothing to do with these two.

Beside Le Zhengcheng, the middle-aged cultivator had a dark complexion and asked angrily, "Wuji Mountain claims to be the number one sect in the orthodox way, but something happened to attack the cultivator's soul. Won't Immortal Lingyun give an explanation?"

This is none other than Zhao Zhengyang, the second elder of Cangjian Peak, the well-known narrow-minded kid in the comprehension world, and Lezhengcheng's heart skipped a beat. If he has something to do with Zhao Zhengyang, he might not be able to make big things into small things.

"What did Elder Zhao say? How did he put it on Wuji Mountain before the matter was investigated?" Le Zhengcheng paused for a moment, then added righteously, "But as the number one sect of righteousness, I, Wuji Mountain, will uphold justice in this matter, but the opening of the secret realm is a big matter right now, so it is better to postpone the discussion."

Someone on the side echoed: "Focus on the matter in front of you first, it will be bad if you miss the hour."

The status of Wuji Mountain and Zangjian Peak in the righteous way is not the same. Most of the other sects do not want to get involved in their affairs, and some stand up. They all support Le Zhengcheng. Zhao Zhengyang was so angry that he almost threw up his sleeves and left. .

Yan Junxing laughed softly, and raised his chin in the direction of Zhao Zhengyang: "This old man cares about his face the most, and now he has been humiliated in public, and he has nowhere to vent his anger. Look at his old face, hurry up!" It's too dark to see."

Fu Siqian gave him a squinted look: "His face is too dark to look at, and the third son who has a close relationship with most of the cultivation world is smiling like a flower blooming. Why, did you have a festival with him before?"

Yan Junxing's smile froze.

When did this person show this expression of eating a fly? Fu Siqian suddenly became interested: "Wuji Mountain and Zangjian Peak are not close. How much hatred can keep you in your heart? As for?"

"Why not?" Yan Junxing spread his hands, "When I passed by Jiangshui City under the hidden sword peak, I heard that the brothel and Chu Pavilion there were unique in the world, so I planned to see it. I was entangled by that old Zhao Zhengyang, saying that I seduced his disciple and stole his treasure."

Fu Siqian imagined the scene of Yan Junxing being scolded for seducing a man, and almost laughed out loud.

Yan Junxing tightened his hand holding the fan, and said angrily: "It was only later that I found out that his apprentice colluded with a woman in the brothel and stole his treasure. In order to protect the woman, he pointed in a random direction, and happened to be pointing at me."

"The brothel is arresting a woman, why did it grab you?" Fu Siqian saw that Yan Junxing's face darkened again, he reacted instantly, patted his arm and laughed for a long time, "The third son is really stunning!"

Yan Junxing turned his face away, because he was regarded as a woman because he was too beautiful, which was definitely a shame that he could not wash away in his life.

Fu Siqian glanced at Zhao Zhengyang and asked curiously, "What happened next?"

"Later? Then I beat his apprentice half to death." Yan Junxing paused and smiled meaningfully, "As for Zhao Zhengyang, I made a move. In short, he will never find his treasure in this life."

Fu Siqian was about to say more, when he saw a white beam of light rushing straight into the sky in front of him, and then formed a huge ball of light in the air. The sound of morning and evening bells spread throughout Wuji Mountain. The secret realm will be closed at that time, and it will be opened three days later. There are tokens hidden in the secret realm, and the one who collects all three tokens wins."

Someone from His Highness shouted loudly: "What if many people are gathered together?"

"The one who can come out safely with three tokens after three days is the winner."

The implication was that it was easy to collect all the tokens, but difficult to come out safe and sound. Feng Tinghan stood in the crowd with his arms folded, and the corners of his lips curled up silently upon hearing these words.

Everyone in His Highness was shocked, and some of them were already wondering whether to withdraw from the competition. Suddenly, a disdainful voice came from afar: "If you are afraid of death, get out of here as soon as possible."

From the steps to the Hall of Sages and Sages, there are two white drills hanging. Two pretty girls in military uniforms leap forward on the white drills.

"By the order of the owner of Yanhua Building, Jiang Jiulan and Jiang Jiu'an bow down."

Fu Siqian stood up straight and looked at the two people who had just landed. Yanhualou was established in recent years and has the most complete news network in the world.Jiang Jiulan and Jiang Jiu'an are the feelings in the hearts of many readers. The twin sisters have no emotional drama with the protagonist.

Le Zhengcheng is well versed in the way of dealing with the world. The contest invites all sects and factions from all over the world. Yanhualou is not a serious sect, and everyone will be happy if they don’t come. But since they are here, they can’t be driven away. He reacted quickly and pretended to be puzzled He asked eagerly, "I don't know why Yanhualou came here this time?"

Jiang Jiu'an glanced around, her pretty face was full of disdain, she raised her chin towards Le Zhengcheng, her tone was arrogant: "I heard that this competition won a lot of money, the two of us came to get it back for the landlord."

Zhao Zhengyang reprimanded in a cold voice: "The little girl's tone is not small."

"You are not bad for each other." Jiang Jiu'an said with a smile.

Fu Siqian spoke at the right time, and stopped him: "Since you are here to participate in the competition, let's save the conversation in the secret realm."

Feng Tinghan glanced at Fu Sigan from a distance, then turned his head to look in Jiang Jiu'an's direction.

"Why, did you see it?"

A teasing voice sounded behind him. Feng Tinghan turned his head and looked at the woman who appeared at some time. She was dressed in white and her face was powdered. He raised his eyebrows and said in a playful tone: "Your taste is becoming more and more unique. .”

The woman in white touched her face, covered her face with her sleeves, pretended to be shy, and clung to Feng Tinghan's body, softly said in a soft voice, "Your Lord likes the face you specially changed for the Lord?"

Feng Tinghan let her do whatever he wanted without raising his eyelids: "I don't like it, but Jiu Mie will like it very hard, why don't you let it say hello to your face?"

The woman in white quickly jumped aside. She was wearing a white gauze skirt. She almost fell down on the hem of the skirt just now. After standing still, she immediately patted her chest and said aggrievedly, "I don't know what happened just now. It's not under my control, this Wuji Mountain is too evil, it really isn't a good place."

Feng Tinghan: "..."

They are all white, but when they are worn by different people, their temperaments can vary by thousands of miles.

The contestants have entered the secret realm one after another. Feng Tinghan took a look at the Hall of Sages and Sages, and saw Fu Siqian tugging on the sleeve of the person beside him and talking cordially. Follow her to the secret place.

Fu Siqian pulled Yan Junxing not to let him go, and secretly communicated with him: "I have to go in. If someone asks, you can cover it up for me."

"What kind of ecstasy did your little apprentice feed you? The effect is so good that you are willing to take the risk of being drowned by the spit of other sects, and protect him well." Yan Junxing felt puzzled from the bottom of his heart.

Fu Siqian was too lazy to break up with him, so he said directly: "You also said that he is my apprentice, and if I don't protect him, why should I protect you? In a word, just say whether you will help or not."

Yan Junxing brushed his hand away, pretending to be embarrassed: "It is possible to help, but you and Xiao Nianyuan are not here. If something goes wrong, the master immortal will not nag me to death!"

"If something goes wrong, I'll carry it alone, and it has nothing to do with you." Fu Siqian paused, and then said with a bland smile, "By the way, you already know what Xiao Nianyuan is thinking."

Yan Junxing's aura instantly became shorter: "Ahem, it's not too early, and besides, I reminded you."

Can an inexplicable sentence count as a reminder?Fu Siqian remembered what Yan Junxing did during the small gathering, the more he thought about it, the more he felt that something was wrong, this guy probably deliberately rubbed against each other, forcing Xiao Nianyuan to confess his feelings to him before leaving.

The third son is used to putting on airs, and his heart is more than briquettes, so naturally he can't believe it.

Yue Mo also felt that what he had done was unethical, Yan Junxing finally agreed to cover up for Fu Siqian, he stood in a dark corner, rubbed his wrist unconsciously, lingered on the dots of ink with his fingertips, and watched Fu Siqian from afar His soul entered the secret realm.