Silly White Sweet Villain Transformation Plan[Transmigration Book]

His cultivation had not fully recovered, and he was still somewhat reluctant to fight against Xiao Nianyuan. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the flying person, Feng Tinghan simply relaxed his body and let himself fall to the ground.

Fu Siqian was so anxious that he swept away like a stream of light, and caught the person before he fell to the ground. Seeing that Feng Tinghan was not injured, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Although Feng Tinghan is the male lead, he also built his foundation before the competition. It's only been a few months, even if he has achieved Nine Exterminations, how can he compete with Xiao Nianyuan who is in the Tribulation Stage.

It was because he didn't protect Feng Tinghan well. Thinking of this, Fu Siqian felt a burst of anger in his heart, and even his tone was not very good: "I'll settle the score with you later."

Feng Tinghan didn't know what he was thinking, but seeing Fu Siqian's gloomy expression, he panicked, thinking he had discovered something, so he didn't dare to speak anymore.

Xiao Nianyuan wiped off the blood from the corner of her mouth. Although she won this blow, she still hurt the enemy one thousand and self-damaged eight hundred.

Even though she just started practicing, she actually has such a powerful force. Xiao Nianyuan looked at Feng Tinghan not far away, angry and angry. Negative emotions catalyzed the growth of inner demons. The magic lines on her body became more and more obvious, as if she had already Is completely lost consciousness.

Fu Sigan's face was frosty, originally he was still thinking about the relationship between Xiao Nianyuan and the original owner, but this person actually attacked Feng Tinghan, the boiling anger in his heart could not be stopped, and burned all his reason.

He caressed Sanqiu with his fingertips, his blood ignited the flames even more intensely, the aura of his whole body changed imperceptibly, and his killing intent was rampant.

God knows, when Xiao Nianyuan desperately rushed towards the wind and cold, his heart almost stopped beating. The inexplicable sense of powerlessness seized all his mind, and the moment of despair gave him an urge to destroy the world.

It's like gouging out the heart and picking out the bones, the pain is boundless.

"Sanqiu, kill the devil!"

Xiao Nianyuan attacked Feng Tinghan repeatedly, but he couldn't bear it anymore. Fu Siqian didn't think that he was taking the house, and he always felt guilty for taking the original owner's body, so he devoted himself to protecting the people or things that the original owner cherished.

But at this moment, he only wanted to kill Xiao Nianyuan, he was willing to bear the infamy of Suoshe and be an extremely despicable person.

Killing demons is worthy of the name, it is a magic circle specially used to deal with demons. Fu Siqian found it in the notes left by the original owner when he was retreating. Although this move is powerful, it is not yet mature. It is extremely harmful to the soul, and it is a life-threatening moves.

The original owner has never tried this move, the notes only record that this move came from ancient times, it is said that it was created by the God of War of the North Sea, and he is the only one in the world who can use this move.

Xiao Nianyuan has been possessed by demons, she is now just a killing machine with nothing but hatred, Fu Siqian has already made a plan, and tried his best to use demon-slaying moves, if he fails, he will drag Xiao Nianyuan to die together, in short, Xiao Nianyuan cannot be allowed to live Going down will hurt Feng Tinghan.

Thunderclouds billowed in the sky, the black ink seemed to drown the earth, the wind whistled, and the thunder and lightning as thick as beams slashed straight at Fu Siqian, hitting the magic circle he used through Sanqiu, and then poured violent energy into it .

Feng Tinghan couldn't see clearly from the ground, he only saw Fu Siqian was covered by lightning, a emptiness surged in his chest, everything in the world lost its color, Jiu Mie stirred wildly in his dantian, as if to tear apart His body rushed out.

As Jin Yaoshi said, his body is different from ordinary people, whether it is the unexplainable things flowing in the blood, or the heartless existence in the soul, he has known these strange things for a long time.

Jiu Mie was born with him, the entity is a ball of blue light, which has been staying in his dantian, no matter how he summons it, he can't use it. Feng Tinghan tried many times but couldn't get it out, so he simply let it go, anyway. He was a monster.

The accident occurred when he challenged the former Demon Lord, the old guy used a dark trick, and at the very moment, the blue light entrenched in the dantian suddenly appeared, blocking the fatal blow for him.The blue light seemed to have thoughts, and spontaneously turned into a nine-section whip, even the word "Nine Extermination" on the handle of the whip was self-contained.

Before that, Jiu Mie had never caused him any harm, and had saved him countless times.

This was the first time that Feng Tinghan sensed a strange and desperate killing intent on Jiu Mie.

In the thunder column, Fu Siqian was forced to ooze blood, and even his soul could not bear it. After all, the body of Zhaoyuan Immortal Venerable could not be compared with a god, and it was too reluctant to attract the force of the sky thunder.

Fu Siqian gritted his teeth and tried to transfer the huge energy to Sanqiu, only to see the black long sword trembling, and suddenly there was a "click", and a fine line appeared on the sword.

Can't wait any longer!

Fu Siqian dragged half of the completed magic-killing circle, used his body to receive the berserk thunder, and swung his sword to attack Xiao Nian.

After all, it was the move left by the ancient god of war. The strong light wave destroyed everything around. Luwei Mountain, which was split in half before, was instantly razed to the ground, and a hundred miles around was covered with scorched earth.

The terrifying power was like destroying the dead, just when Feng Tinghan thought he was about to be shaken away, Jiu Mie suddenly became quiet again, and spontaneously turned into a blue mask, enveloping him in it.

On the ruins, all the vegetation and creatures were destroyed, but he was the only one who was unscathed.

The people who were originally in midair fell rapidly, smashing a big hole on the ground, the beacon smoke dissipated, and the dust fell, revealing the figure inside.

Fu Siqian half-kneeled on the ground, with long hair hanging down, lying in front of him was a bloody man who was pierced by Sanqiu and nailed to the ground, looking carefully, he could vaguely recognize that man was Xiao Nianyuan.

Xiao Nianyuan coughed twice, her soul and inner demons had been killed, and she was already on the verge of dying: "Ahem, I failed, and I still didn't avenge my relatives and elder brother."

Her meridian was broken, and she said that blood came out of her mouth: "I have thought about what kind of end I will end up in, but I never thought of this kind of ending, ahem, but it's okay, I can die by your hands It's better than I expected."

Her body is gone, her body can't last long, and there are already spots of light overflowing from her body: "Zhaoyuan, I still regret that I didn't cherish your feelings for revenge, and when I turned around, you had already gone far. "

Fu Siqian could feel the soreness and pain in his heart, and his eye sockets were hot and humid. All kinds of reactions told him that the original owner's mind for Xiao Nianyuan had not changed. He wanted to comfort him, but he didn't know how to say it.

To some extent, he "killed" Immortal Zhao Yuan, making Xiao Nianyuan lose the person who silently guarded her.

Now, he used the original owner's body and these hands to kill Xiao Nianyuan's spirit.

"Zhao Yuan, my name is Yuan Nian, I like you." The broken light of the soul floated around, Xiao Nianyuan's gentle eyes showed a smile again, at the last moment of her disappearance, she expressed her love with her true self, Made one last request, "Bury me in Luoshui, I want to go home."

Luoshui, the seat of the old royal capital.

She is someone who should have died a long time ago. She has survived to this day, using her elder brother's name to bear the blood feud of her family, country and subjects. Her life has been over for dozens of years, since the death of her relatives.

If you can't get what you ask for, you can't feel at ease.

Now I can finally close my eyes, I can finally go back to Luoshui, to her hometown, to be the little princess Yuan Nian of the Yuan Dynasty, and to be the little girl protected by her elder brother.

Fu Siqian stretched out his hand to catch the scattered floating light, but he couldn't catch a speck of it.

In the lonely world, the thunder had just dissipated, and the surroundings were covered in gray. In the huge pit, the person kneeling on one knee did not move for a long time.

Feng Tinghan staggered over, looked at the man's back, and called softly: "Master."

After a long time, Fu Siqian turned his head, revealing a bloody face, his black hair covered his brows and eyes, he raised his hand towards Feng Tinghan, and suddenly fell to the side.

As he fell, Sanqiu suddenly shattered into several pieces.

Feng Tinghan's heart choked, and he flew over, took the person who fell on the ground into his arms, and kept wiping the blood on his face: "Master, Master, what's wrong with you, hurry up, don't you still Want to settle accounts with me?"

The body in his arms didn't respond, Feng Tinghan tried his breath and pulse with trembling hands, felt the faint beating, and finally felt at ease.

It's okay not to die, it's okay not to die.

Although he was seriously injured, as long as he didn't die, he could save people.

Feng Tinghan quickly calmed down, took out the secret sound transmission talisman from his bosom, and spread the news.

Seeing Xiao Nianyuan who was already dead at the side, Feng Tinghan's eyes were cold and silent, and he remembered what he had just heard, although he knew that Xiao Nianyuan's words were not for the person in his arms, but it did not affect his decision in the slightest.

With a flash of blue light, Feng Tinghan helped Fu Siqian stand up, whipped whip after whip calmly, and mercilessly whipped the dilapidated corpse to the point of blood and blood.

He is not a good person, if he is hurt, he will definitely get it back with his own hands.

By the time the man in black came down from the sky carrying the sedan chair, Feng Tinghan had already beaten him to a bloody mess, and Jiu Mie's whip was so severe that most of the corpse was whipped until the bones were exposed.

Immediately behind the sedan chair, a woman in red gauze paced over, leading everyone to bow down and bow down: "Song Ruhuan, I bow to the lord."

Feng Tinghan stopped, leaned over and hugged Fu Siqian, and glanced at everyone coldly: "Clean up that corpse."

Song Ruhuan naturally understood what he meant, and dealt with "clean", so clean that no trace was left. This is their consistent style of doing things in the devil world. She smiled with her lips curled up: "I obey, my lord."

Feng Tinghan took two steps, and then ordered: "Go look for Chu Ming'an around, if he is alive, bring him back, if he is dead, prepare another one to bring back."

The emperor of the dynasty cannot be thrown away casually, if he is alive, his fate is great, if he is dead——

Feng Tinghan hugged Fu Siqian and sat on the sedan chair, his eyes were piercingly cold, if he died, he would make a "Chu Ming'an" out!

The mist between the heaven and the earth slowly dissipated, and the world regained its vitality. A catastrophe ended silently in Luwei Mountain.

Capital City, Happy League.

Yan Junxing stroked the fan in his hand, and smiled at Qiuqing: "It seems that the matter has been resolved."

Although he was smiling, his eyes were astonishingly cold.

Unexpectedly, Qiuqing did not show any displeasure, but instead smiled meaningfully: "Zhaoyuan Xianzun really deserves his reputation, Yan Junxing, what are you thinking, why don't you look very happy?"

Yan Junxing stopped what he was doing, glanced at the surrounding people as if unintentionally, and put the anger of Qi Shuyun and others back into his eyes, suddenly turned cold, and attacked Qiuqing: "Since the matter has been resolved, it should be considered Qing." Shuai owes a debt, doesn't he?"

Ye Mingguang has wanted to settle this account for a long time, and Qiuqing concealed the inside story of the emperor's kidnapping. , she just wanted to kill this person.

As soon as the two immortals made a move, the members of the Xiaoyao League were not to be outdone, and other cultivators made moves one after another, and everyone fought again.

Under the joint attack of Ye Mingguang and Yan Junxing, Qiuqing gradually lost the wind. Finally, Yan Junxing saw the right moment, and a sharp blade suddenly appeared from the bone of the Louyun fan, piercing Qiuqing's chest, drawing a long line on his chest. bloodstains.

The blade was quenched with poison, which was the evil poison refined by Yan Junxing using ghosts, and the sight of blood could seal the cultivation base.Fu Siqian was right, he likes ghosts, and what he likes most is collecting all kinds of evil spirits and refining some unique gadgets.

Qiu Qing's face was pale, and the toxin had already begun to take effect. Seeing that he was injured, two people appeared beside him immediately, blocking the attacks of Ye Mingguang and Yan Junxing.

Keeping the green hills alive, he doesn't have to worry about having no firewood. Qiuqing is sick, but he cherishes his life.

Seeing that he was in decline, before his cultivation was completely sealed, he immediately raised his breath and fled outside.

Qi Shuyun was in a hurry, wanted to catch up but was stopped by Xiaoyaomeng's people, he was stabbed with a sword if he was not careful.

Qiuqing sneered again and again, stepped onto the high platform of the Xiaoyao League, looked down at the people on the ground, and took out a handful of beads from her arms: "Let me take a step ahead, everyone, let's have a taste of these beads."

Everyone's hearts tightened, that bead was Qiuqing's magic weapon - Nianhua.

The Buddha held the flower and smiled, bestowing well-being and reincarnation to all living beings.

Nianhua is famous for its strong explosive power, and is well-known in the cultivation world.

Once the Nianhua is thrown, it cannot be taken back. Everyone is red-eyed and wants to escape, but suddenly spikes stand on the high wall.

Those who followed Qiuqing in the Xiaoyao League were all dead men. Seeing this, they worked together to set up a barrier. This Xiaoyao League is not a place where one can easily enter, and there are hidden traps everywhere. As the barrier rises, countless feathered arrows fly out from all directions .

Qiuqing laughed wantonly, and tried to throw the Nianhua out with her hands, but unexpectedly something happened suddenly.

The long sword pierced through his back, and behind him, a hand popped out suddenly, and took the flower in his hand.

It was a slender hand, and the wrist was tightly wrapped with white gauze. Qiuqing wanted to turn around, but the sword in his body twisted violently, turning a bloody hole on his chest.

The people trapped in Xiaoyaomeng stared blankly at what happened in front of them and at the person behind Qiuqing who was completely covered. All of them, including Qiuqing herself, did not know when that person appeared.

The handsome youth of the Xiaoyao League died in his hands.

Afterwards, the man threw Nianhua into the Xiaoyao League.

The author has something to say: the second volume is over~