Silly White Sweet Villain Transformation Plan[Transmigration Book]

Qiu Qing of Xiaoyao League, after Lu Weishan's sixth wife's bone burial, some practitioners present were very familiar with him, and the inn was being engulfed in flames behind him, which made people unconsciously think of the picture projected by the bone lamp, which is similar to that A fire that claimed the names of thousands of innocent people.

Qi Shuyun's hand subconsciously grasped the sword, and his heart was filled with anger like boiling flames, burning his eyes red.

The cultivators present shouted angrily: "Qiuqing, what do you mean!"

Qiu Qing handed back the teacup, looked at the crowd with a smile, and asked without answering: "I heard that you represent the major sects in the cultivation world, and want to come to guard the Xiaoyao League?"

Fu Siqian fell to the ground lightly, and without waiting for him to ask, Yan Junxing explained.

It turned out that before everyone arrived in the capital, all the affairs in contact with Xiaoyaomeng were handled by the emperor himself. Xiaoyaomeng only said that Qiuqing had been in retreat, so today was the first time he showed up.

The young commander of the Xiaoyao League is also the most famous figure in the world. Whether it is his unique string of flowers or the Xiaoyao League under his command, few people know it.

However, this person is eccentric and cruel, and he is not far from notoriety.

"Zhujian Villa and Yaoshenzhuang were attacked one after another, and the Xiaoyao League is in danger. We came here to catch the devils who committed the tragedy." Ye Mingguang waved his sword with a cold expression on his face, "Indeed Young handsome, you have been behind closed doors for several days, and now you suddenly bring someone here, and even set fire to the inn where we live, do you have to give me an explanation!"

"Confession?" As if hearing something interesting, Qiuqing laughed wildly, her eyes showing a crazy and sick look, "I want this thing from me, do you think you are worthy?"

Fu Siqian swept his eyes and slashed at Qiuqing with a sword. The green gauze cap instantly moved to the side. The man raised his eyelids, his face darkened, and he murmured softly: "Sanqiu?"

There is only such a black long sword in the whole world of comprehension. Sanqiu is much more famous than Zhaoyuan Immortal Venerable. If you don't know it, you will recognize the sword nine times out of ten.

Behind Qiuqing, everyone drew their swords to face each other, and said sharply: "Presumptuous!"

"What are you making a fuss about? I can't help but want to slash with my sword when I meet some non-human bastards." Fu Siqian smiled contemptuously, and said nonchalantly, "Presumptuous? This is the first time I heard someone say that to me, You deserve it too?"

The man was so angry that he was stopped when he was about to reply. The Grand Master's chair had been smashed into pieces by the sword light. Qiuqing smiled meaningfully as if she hadn't heard Fu Siqian's sarcasm: "So it's Zhaoyuan Immortal Venerable. Great name."

If you count it, Qiuqing also became famous at the same time as Zhaoyuan Xianzun. The two of them are in the sky and the ground. If Zhaoyuan Xianzun is a cloud, Qiuqing is mud. We met face to face.

The original owner had no memory of Qiuqing, because of Lu Weishan's murder, Fu Siqian only hated this person and didn't want to answer his words at all.

Qiu Qing was also puzzled, he had never met with this immortal, why this person had such great hostility towards him, but he never cared what others thought, so he only wondered for two or three seconds, and then dismissed the matter. Forget it.

For a while, no one spoke, and the atmosphere became extremely awkward. Qiuqing came over to set the fire with a man in a threatening manner. The fight between the two sides.

At this time, we can only count on the third master of panacea. When he received the hinting gaze for the third time, Yan Junxing sighed invisibly, and took a step forward with his fan. The same is true of those who burn themselves.

"I have heard about the name of the handsome youth for a long time, and it is a great honor to see a real person today."

Everyone: "..." They must have lost their minds and went crazy to find this one to rescue them!

Ye Mingguang clapped his hands with dignity: "Well said."

Everyone: "..." There is no fuel-efficient lamp in Wuji Mountain!

Qiuqing's face was unpredictable, and the movements of playing with the beads became faster and faster. Others didn't know it, but those who followed him knew it very well. This was a movement that he would only do when he was extremely irritable.

Fortunately, Yan Junxing had a sudden convulsion, and he was quite capable of bluffing people when he was serious. Fu Siqian gave him an evaluation of "a man like a dog" in his heart, and then he held his sword and looked around. It was just now that the situation was urgent. Did not come out in time.

Yan Junxing closed his fan and asked with a smile, "Aside from lighting the fire, Commander Qing came here this time, is there anything else?"

Qiuqing acts in a treacherous way, and often does some ridiculous things when he is in the mood. According to his standards, it is not too much to set the fire, not to mention that this person even pretended to warn before setting the fire, and he did not tear his face from the beginning to the end. , obviously came to give the major sects a blow.

As for the origin of this Mawei, it is necessary to explore it carefully.

Qiu Qing didn't want to hide anything, she made it clear that she came here, as if it wasn't him who made the provocative words before: "I just heard that the king was kidnapped when I came out of the customs, and I have nothing else to come here, but I want to invite all the generals return."

It is no secret that the emperor was taken away from the palace. Gossip had spread all over the place in the early days. In order to appease the ruling and opposition parties and stabilize the hearts of the people, the palace only said that the emperor went north in disguise, and that being taken away was pure nonsense.

However, these words can only fool the common people. The cultivators stationed here know what is going on in their hearts. The emperor was indeed taken away, or he was taken away under their noses.

The matter started a few days ago. The Xiaoyao League is located in the capital. If there is a massacre, it will definitely cause panic among the people. Since they arrived in the capital, they have actively communicated with the dynasty, but the little emperor refused to cooperate. It really echoed what they said in the Hall of Sages.

The little emperor refused to enter, let them emphasize the urgency of the situation, but was unwilling to let the cultivators of the various sects protect the Xiaoyao League, saying that they would not bother them if they died, Ye Mingguang was very angry, Several times he wanted to take the little emperor off the throne to clean up, but was stopped by his companions.

A few days ago, the negotiations between the two sides broke down again. Ye Mingguang was completely angry. He sneaked into the palace in the middle of the night, wanting to teach the little emperor who was talking nonsense, but he bumped into the little emperor when he touched the palace and was beaten unconscious and taken away.

Ye Mingguang made a decisive decision and started fighting with that person. That person was also a cultivator, and his cultivation level was higher than hers. After a few rounds, Ye Mingguang lost to that person. Not only did he not save the little emperor, but he suffered seriously injured.

The imperial guards rushed over when they heard the sound, only to see Ye Mingguang who was injured and exhausted. The palace was brightly lit, and there was no shadow of the emperor.

The imperial guards couldn't bear this responsibility, and asked Ye Mingguang about the situation, but they didn't dare to stop her. They just ordered people to secretly track down the emperor's traces, and after making arrangements, they rushed to the Xiaoyao League. Invite this handsome young man out.

The cultivators knew in their hearts that Qiuqing was planning to push the matter of the emperor's kidnapping on them. Although they were very angry, they were afraid of this person's power and dared not reply, so they sneaked a glance at Ye Mingguang. It was also caused by her.

Fu Siqian found Feng Tinghan in the corner. The man was hiding behind a group of people with downcast eyes, very sleepy, yawning from time to time, and he didn't seem to worry about what happened at all.

In order to prevent Fu Siqian and him from getting into trouble these days, Feng Tinghan insisted on meditating and practicing for several days. The righteous way and the cultivation methods in the demon world are similar, but since he practiced, he has never been so sleepless and sleepless. Now that he has time, he wants to sleep.

While everyone was paying attention to other things, Fu Siqian quietly walked behind Feng Tinghan and asked in a low voice, "Sleepy?"

This voice is very familiar, coupled with the cold pine and bamboo fragrance, I don't want to know who it is, Feng Tinghan said "um", lazily leaned back, and whispered in a soft voice : "Master, I'm sleepy."

He fell asleep leaning on his back, with his eyelids closed, and there was no sign of awkwardness at all. Fu Siqian held his shoulders in his arms, and his movements were as gentle as possible.

Seeing that the little apprentice didn't react abnormally in his arms, Fu Siqian turned over the old score in his heart again. He reacted so badly when he accidentally touched it before, but now he sleeps heartlessly by leaning on him. After all, he still has the heart of a child.

However, children will grow up too. Fu Siqian stared at the person in his arms for a while, and suddenly found that Feng Tinghan seemed to have grown a lot taller recently, and his stature was growing fast, and he would surpass him in a while.

"It's not me who is holding your emperor hostage. I don't cooperate anyway. If something goes wrong, I blame others. Is this huge dynasty raising a bunch of trash!"

Although Ye Mingguang was injured, she didn't show any fear at all. She has a bad temper, and she only believed in her own reasons, and never took her status seriously. Called over.

Yan Junxing pulled her arm, indicating that she was almost done.

The people who were scolded as trash did not dare to speak back, don't look at Qiuqing bringing so many people here, among them the people from the Xiaoyao League can be counted on one hand, and the rest are all the guards of the palace, they are all clear about it, There is still a difference between mortals and cultivators. If there is a fight, they will have no way to please.

Yan Junxing had already seen this point. Qiuqing only brought a few people from the Xiaoyao League here, which was enough to prove his attitude of not wanting to get involved in this matter.

Fu Sigan doesn't like those intrigues, hypocrisy and submissive things the most, and he simply lets them talk about it, no matter what the final result is, Qiuqing will never let it go, Lu Weishan's wronged soul must have his life to pay for it.

Qiuqing rubbed her knuckles, and said slowly: "No matter who is holding the king hostage, Mingguang Immortal Venerable will always be involved, how can one sentence be able to offset it?"

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a loud noise from a distance, and a blood shadow rushed over, knelt down on the ground, and said hoarsely: "Xiaoyaomeng was attacked, no casualties will be counted!"