Silly White Sweet Villain Transformation Plan[Transmigration Book]

"Have you heard? All sects have been attacked in recent days."

"What attack, is it serious?"

"Tsk, it's really hard to say, it looks serious, but no one was injured."

"Do you know who did it?"

"I really don't know. I heard that it is a group of people who are haunted by ghosts. There are also rumors that it is haunted by evil spirits."

"Why are you talking about such an unreasonable thing? Why don't you talk about the document recently released by Yanhua Building. It looks like a document, and it looks like a storybook. I even bought a copy."

"I also know what you're talking about. As for the book that arranges all the orthodox sects, I have to say that it's a wonderful book."

"Why is it choreographed? It's obvious that someone has a nose and an eye. Besides, who is that? It's Yanhualou. Have you ever heard that the news about Yanhualou is wrong?"

"So those dirty things are true? Hey, that's the right way."

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Yan Fangshi took a sip of tea, and showed off to Yinsu with a smile: "Look, this method is not worse than yours, is it? That document sells well, and the money is like running water all day long. The shameless thing ruined his reputation and made a lot of money for the Lord, tsk tsk."

Xiao Qinglong pouted, with a dissatisfied expression on his face: "If I hadn't ordered people to trap all cultivators from various sects in their sect, the rumor that your Yanhua Building belongs to the Demon Realm would have leaked out, no one would believe what you said."

"It's been three months. What should be spread has already been spread. You don't know the psychology of ordinary people. The more it spreads, the less people will pay attention." Yan Fangshi smiled like a fox, and said slyly, "They don't care if it's true or not, as long as it spreads widely enough and makes enough noise, it's true."

Yinsu was shocked by his words, the chicken leg in his mouth almost fell on the table: "Is this true?"

Yan Fangshi nodded: "Of course it is true, otherwise what do you think? There are so many things in the world, how can anyone have the time to check whether it is true or not? Ordinary people, only their own livelihood is enough to worry about. If you go to someone else, the discussion at this time is just a conversation after dinner."

Xiao Qinglong nodded in confusion, he doesn't know people's feelings, but it doesn't matter, as long as he follows the person in front of him, and the master, as long as he listens to the master's arrangement, he will not make mistakes.

The two had been working on the affairs in hand separately before, and now that the matter in Yanhualou was dealt with, Yan Fangshi was going to follow Yinsu to the nearby sect to watch.The evil ghosts that have been trapped in the Hundred Scenes of the Buddha for thousands of years, once the restraint is gone, it is as if they are released to have fun. There are countless tricks and tricks. Yan Fangshi has long heard about it and has been thinking about it Go take a closer look.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the two of them left the restaurant, the Jiang sisters brought Qu Guizhu to find them in a hurry. The lord is gone!"

Feng Zhiyuan's wounds on his body haven't healed yet, he slept for a hundred days, and he has healed partly. The sword wound left by Zhe Ri healed spontaneously for some reason, and the remaining damage from the sword and magic weapon is still being cultivated.

In the few days just after waking up, Yan Fangshi has been watching the restless master recuperating in the magic palace. When he and Yin Su left the magic world, he asked Qu Guizhu to help Feng Zhiyuan take care of his body. Now he Just a few days after he came out, that wayward ancestor ran away and disappeared.

No wonder Qu Guizhu was in such a hurry, everyone was in a hurry. In the battle between good and evil, the Demon Lord who used to wear a mask showed his true face to others. Both the good and the evil knew his true face. It is determined not to be easy.

Excluding the people in the Demon Realm, the major sects still don't know that the Mozun has woken up, but what Yanhualou, Yinsu and others have done has already made the Demon Realm and the major sects have a rift. If Feng Zhiyuan's whereabouts are leaked If you go out, you will definitely incur revenge from the various sects.

No matter how strong the Demon Lord is, he cannot resist the crowd's siege, not to mention that he is wounded, and the battle between good and evil is a warning.

Yan Fangshi was blown up by these five words like a cat whose tail was stepped on. He almost jumped up in the street, and asked anxiously: "Why did he disappear? Didn't you tell you to look at him? When did he disappear? This matter Who else knows?"

He asked a series of questions, but Qu Guizhu only picked one of them to answer: "I just found out that it was missing, and I rushed over from the devil world immediately. Except for you, no one else knows about it."

Feng Zhiyuan is capricious, but he is not a mindless temper, Yan Fangshi took a deep breath, pondered for a while, and asked: "Has the lord left anything behind, like letters or words?"

Qu Guizhu took out a small bead from his bosom, hesitantly said: "Is this it? It's in the medicine bowl."

Mustard Realm!

Yan Fangshi's aura that had just subsided surged up again, to the point where he seemed to be on fire: "This ancestor!"

The Mustard Seed Realm is a gadget made by Mozun on a whim. At first it was just for fun, but somehow, Feng Zhiyuan discovered the magical power of the Mustard Seed Realm. After researching it, he made a life-saving gadget. Only Yan Fangshi, who was close to Feng Zhiyuan, knew about the Mustard Seed Realm. The world only knew that the Mustard Seed Realm was the symbol of the Demon Lord, but they didn't think it would have such a magical effect.

What does it mean that Feng Zhiyuan left this behind?

A sentence suddenly flashed in Yan Fangshi's mind, which was what Feng Zhiyuan casually muttered when he finished dealing with the 31 traitors: "Xiaotiandi actually admitted him, and even handed over his life-saving things. Can it be used?"

With his excellent brain, Lord Yan guessed the whole story in an instant. He rubbed his brows and sighed: "I know what's going on. Your lord has gone to find Zhaoyuan Xianzun."

Crowd: ? ? ?

How to find it?Hadn't Zhaoyuan Immortal Venerable been smashed to pieces by the robbery?

Could it be that they were looking for ashes?

"Based on the personality of the Lord, no matter what the reason is, he will not let that person go. Even if the person is really dead, the Lord will definitely confirm it in person."

For whatever reason, whether it's deep love, or the hate of being left alone.

Yan Fangshi stroked the mustard seed in his hand, and suddenly laughed: "Forget it, let's talk about whether we can find it, let's just go out to relax as the lord, and keep all the news about the lord, and at the same time, we have to look at all the sects. Don't let them have the opportunity to find trouble with the Lord."

When Feng Zhiyuan was not around, Yan Fangshi seemed to be the backbone of everyone. After unanimous agreement, the Jiang sisters and Qu Guizhu did not return to the Demon Realm. Too much, you have to ask for it back.

In fact, Yan Fangshi and the others were thinking too much. At the same time, the Lord Mozun they were thinking about was nesting in a ravine in a corner. Let alone people, it was hard to find even a living thing in this deep mountain and old forest. You don't have to worry about leaking traces and being approached by your enemies.

Feng Zhiyuan's brows were deep, he had previously planted a brand on Fu Siqian's soul, although the intention was not very bright, but at this time it unexpectedly came into use.

Being able to detect the faint spirit breath, it can be concluded that the damn thing is indeed a scourge that can last for thousands of years, and the robbery and thunder did not kill him.As for the split, there were traces of him walking in the forest, Feng Zhiyuan sneered, although the traces were very faint, but there was no sign of fascination dissipating, which was enough to show that Fu Siqian still existed in the world.

And it's good and complete.

Pursuing the aura of Fu Siqian's spirit, the closer he got, the stronger the feeling. Feng Zhiyuan had searched several valleys, and he was full of hatred when he found it. Are you going to be a lonely ghost?

He said it nicely, and he said he would look for him, but it took so long.

Feng Zhiyuan pulled away the branches in front of him with a whip. He searched along the road for the past few days. From being full of worry to a face of indifference, all the emotion in his heart was dissipated. Look for his own questioning, and when he finds someone, he must clean up properly.

This is an empty mountain with few people. The traces left in this mountain are more obvious than before. The mountain is surrounded by fog, and it seems to have entered another world along the way, surrounded by emptiness.

Walking to the depths, the thick fog almost covered the sky.

Only then did Feng Zhiyuan realize that something was wrong. He stopped in the thick fog, and the blue light flowing between his fingers sizzled. Jiu Mie had a very strong sense of danger, and Jiu Mie mentioned it to him many times. Awake.

Feng Zhiyuan wasn't afraid at all, he was holding back his anger and had nowhere to vent his anger, his hands were itchy.

The mist was deep, mixed with a faint fragrance. As time passed, the fragrance became more intense, and the fragrance seemed to have the effect of confusing people's feelings. Gradually, dizziness came like a tide.

The tingling pain in his hand pulled him out of the bewildered feeling, Feng Zhiyuan quickly sealed his sense of smell, and with a turn of his mind, he pulled the blue light into the bottom of his sleeve and fell to the ground.

After a long time, there was a slight sound, like stepping on leaves and grass, creaking.

Feng Zhiyuan spread out his consciousness secretly, and he saw a person walking out quietly in the misty fog. patterns.

The little baby slowly approached Feng Zhiyuan, squatted down, stared at his face for a while, and suddenly exclaimed: "Ah!"

"What are you doing in such a surprise?"

A crisp male voice sounded, and then another boy came over. This man was slightly taller than the milk doll, and his clothes were similar to the milk doll.

The milk baby pointed at Feng Zhiyuan, his eyes widened: "Look, it's him!"

The young man looked in the direction she pointed, and was stunned at the same spot with just one glance, as if struck by lightning: "He, he, why is he here!"

Feng Zhiyuan was beating his heart, he was sure that he had never seen these two children, but the other seemed to know him, which made him a little puzzled.

The boy quickly calmed down, hugged the milk baby behind him, and said brokenly: "What to do, just pretend you didn't see it, leave him here, don't worry about it, we can't be found, that's right, leave quickly, Just pretend you don't know."

Milky Baby snorted heavily: "Liu Mi! How can you pretend that you don't know, he must have inhaled the incense poison in the mist, no matter what he says, he will die!"

mist?Feng Zhiyuan searched in his mind, but couldn't find any information about this name.

That young man, that is, Liu Ai, squatted down and looked at the milk baby, and explained seriously: "He is a cultivator, he will not die easily, and if we save him, it is very likely that everyone will be taken away by the bad guys." Yes, Liushu, do you understand?"

Liushu!

This name instantly awakened Feng Zhiyuan's memory. Regarding what happened in the Cangbing Pavilion in Wuji Mountain, the weapon spirit guarding the Cangbing Pavilion is called "Liu Shu".

If this milk doll is indeed the weapon spirit, it is not a bad thing to be able to recognize him, but who is that boy, why does he look like he knows himself?

Feng Zhiyuan was puzzled and made up his mind to lie down for a while, hoping to see if he could hear more news.

Liu Shu looked very conflicted, she knew what Liu Ai said was right, but she always felt sorry for throwing people here like this, whether she could save her or not, she would be so guilty that she couldn't sleep!

"But, it's Liumai, what if he dies?"

Liu Ai asked blankly: "You are afraid that he will die, so are you afraid that we will die?"

The milk baby was at a loss for words, she pursed her lips and stopped talking, she didn't want to die, and she didn't want Liu Mi to die either.

The young man touched her face, and couldn't bear to see the sadness in those beautiful eyes, but they are duckweeds, they can't take care of themselves, how can they protect others?All he can do is try his best to create a beautiful and bright world for the people in front of him.

"Don't worry Liu Shu, he won't die. If you want to save him, then I will feed him the antidote. We don't need to take him back to where he lives. He will leave here by himself after taking the medicine. It can be regarded as saving him."

Liu Shu's eyes lit up: "Really?"

Liu Ai smiled: "Of course it's true, when have I lied to you?"

"Great!" Milky Baby clapped his hands, his face was filled with joy, "He won't die, and everyone will be safe, Liumi is the best!"

The young man watched with satisfaction that those eyes regained their spirits. He was willing to spend his whole life waiting for this light.

Feng Zhiyuan is not a half-grown milk baby, so he can naturally see the strangeness on the young man's face, the strength is almost overflowing, let alone him, he thinks it is polite for the young man not to feed him the poison up.

Seeing the boy approaching, Feng Zhiyuan hesitated whether to continue to pretend, if the person in front of him is really a weapon spirit of the Wuji Mountain Hidden Army Pavilion, then why did they appear here, what conspiracy do they have?

The young man took out a porcelain vase from his arms, Feng Zhiyuan was able to see clearly the patterns painted on the porcelain vase with his powerful spiritual sense, which was no different from the flowing cloud patterns on the clothes of the two of them.

The more Feng Zhiyuan looked at it, the more familiar the pattern looked, as if he had seen it somewhere.

Liu Ai poured out a small pill from the porcelain bottle, opened Feng Zhiyuan's lips and pushed it in. Seeing him swallowing it, she let go of her hand in peace: "Okay, I've given him the antidote. Liu Shu, let's go back."

Milky Baby blinked his big eyes, looked at Feng Zhiyuan for a long time, and then nodded embarrassedly: "He is so good-looking, I can't help but want to look at him a few more times, okay, let's go back, Liu Ai."

The young man glanced at Feng Zhiyuan, scoffed, it's just a boy.

He leaned over and hugged Liu Shu, smiling softly: "Let's go, Liu Shu hugs me tightly, let's run back."

"Ah cluck cluck cluck—"

The laughter like broken bells rang together, and gradually drifted away. As the two left, the fog that was scattered by the collision slowly gathered back, and there was no trace of it.

Feng Zhiyuan sat up from the ground, tapped his throat with his fingertips, and then spit out the pill.

He hasn't eaten it for decades, but the taste hasn't changed. Wangyou is very familiar and reminds him of that unhappy childhood.

Wangyou, worthy of its name, can make people forget all worries, fall into a beautiful fantasy dream, and then indulge in the dream, gradually going to death.

It is the most poisonous in the world.

Feng Zhiyuan knew this, and he had to thank the smiling doctor for his generosity. When he was imprisoned, the smiling doctor not only cut out his heart and blood from him, but also used him to try a lot of poisons. His body would react at first Later, as if he got used to it, he gradually became unaffected by the deadly poison, so at the beginning Song Ruhuan plotted against him and chose to cooperate with Zuihuayin to seal his cultivation.

It's a coincidence that Wuyou is the poison developed by Smiling Doctor.

In other words, Wuyou, the poison, was also developed by using him.

Feng Zhiyuan didn't even look at Wuyou on the ground, after a few ups and downs he followed the two people who were walking away, he wanted to see what secret the young man was trying to hide.

The author has something to say: there was a power outage during the day, and I just finished coding a chapter.

The next chapter is about to turn around, so let's read it again when the cutie wakes up.