Silly White Sweet Villain Transformation Plan[Transmigration Book]

The door of the Hall of Sages and Sages was closed tightly, and something happened in the main hall, and the shrill scream continued, although the sound was not loud, it was very clear at night.It didn't sound like a human voice, but more like the hysterical struggle and roar of a wild animal.

Having said that, they didn't meet a single person or hear any movement all the way up the mountain. It seemed that it was too quiet here.

Fu Siqian stopped walking towards the Suiyu Palace, and turned to the entrance of the Hall of Sages together with Feng Zhiyuan. The two of them restrained their breath and disappeared, and then Fu Siqian jumped up with Feng Zhiyuan in his arms, and flew to the roof of the Hall of Sages.

Feng Zhiyuan had a subtle emotion in his heart. He has been in the cultivation world for many years, and he has never sneaked across the roof. Moreover, to find out the reason for the sound, it is enough to use the divine sense outside the hall of sages.

Fu Siqian didn't think about anything else, it was always acted like this in TV dramas, he did it subconsciously, and was about to learn how the protagonist lifted the roof tiles, when he was stopped by Feng Zhiyuan, who shook his head at him with a complicated expression .

Fu Siqian: "???"

Feng Zhiyuan made a mouth gesture: If there is a voice, it will be discovered.

Fu Siqian suddenly came to his senses, only then did he realize how indescribable what he had just done, no wonder Feng Zhiyuan had that kind of look in his eyes.

The moonlight illuminated Feng Zhiyuan's expression clearly, from a complicated face to a half-smile, the only difference was that during the few seconds when Fu Siqian froze all over, this person would actually do what was mentioned in the script.

After finally meeting Fu Siqian who was stupid, Feng Zhiyuan intentionally teased him, so he leaned into his ear and asked in a breathy voice, "Why do you want to climb on the roof?"

Those peach blossom eyes that were as bright as falling stars were full of jokes, Fu Siqian gave him a steady look, and approached him and replied: "Because I want to have an affair with you, that's what cheating is all about."

Unexpectedly, there would be such an answer, Feng Zhiyuan was dumbfounded and couldn't say a word.

A thick skin can solve all difficulties, and the old hooligan is fearless.

Fu Si went ahead, touched Feng Zhiyuan's waist quietly with his hand, brought him to his side, and said with a voiceless smile: "Baby, don't you know how to cheat? Let me tell you, you have to cuddle, touch Touch the little hand, kiss the little mouth, understand? The moonlight is just right tonight, why don't we give it a try?"

Originally, he was just joking, but as soon as he touched it, Fu Siqian became distracted and couldn't control his desire to continue. The hand around Feng Zhiyuan's waist became tighter, and dark waves appeared in his eyes.

The right time, place and people, it seems good to try?

Feng Zhiyuan couldn't keep up with his jumping thinking, what he was talking about just now was about climbing the roof, why did he mention that aspect now?

Seeing Fu Siqian's face getting closer and closer, Feng Zhiyuan closed his eyes subconsciously, and his ambiguous and deep chuckle was blown into his cochlea with the heat, his heart tightened, and then he realized what he had just done, and suddenly open your eyes.

Those were a pair of deep, shining eyes, only ten centimeters away from him. Feng Zhiyuan bumped into those eyes, and was only stunned for a moment, then his lips suddenly became hot in the next second.

The warmth stuck to her lips, and she rubbed it lightly for a couple of times. Just as she was about to go deeper, she heard a scream from under her feet, which made the two of them tremble at the same time, disrupting all the charming atmosphere. .

They kissed infrequently, and every time they kissed, they aroused mutual shyness.

Although Fu Siqian has the temperament of an old hooligan, Feng Zhiyuan is really the first person he likes in several lifetimes, with rich theoretical knowledge and little practical experience.

Recalling the soft touch just now, his face was slightly hot, and his heart was very dry, but he didn't dare to continue, not to mention that the matter in the Hall of Sages has not been resolved, this broken place alone is really not worthy of the person in his arms, He is not willing.

Emotionally, these two people are just right for each other.

Before meeting Fu Siqian, Feng Zhiyuan devoted all his attention to cultivation, only to one day be able to ascend to the position of supreme, so that the world would not dare to bully him and humiliate him. The only impression of Fengyue is the pile of scriptures that Yan Fangshi sent .

After meeting Fu Siqian, Feng Zhiyuan was dragged into the world of mortals, doing what was said in the script, and doing what was not said in the script, he tried it all with someone, half understanding, but at the same time shy and arrogant Jiao.

After such an interruption, the two of them turned their attention to the strange screams in the Hall of Sages. The screams were not very obvious at first, but now they suddenly became louder and louder.

The sound in the hall was too loud, which happened to be convenient for Fu Siqian to do what he was going to do next - to lift the tiles to peep.

Feng Zhiyuan thought for a while, but swallowed back the suggestion that he could use his spiritual sense to test him out. He didn't want to hear about cheating anymore. He's not an old hooligan, he wants face.

The screams covered other voices, Fu Siqian lightly moved the roof tiles to the side carefully, pulled Feng Zhiyuan to lie down in the gap and looked in.

The shouts in the hall suddenly stopped, and then there was a more violent roar, full of excitement.

Fu Siqian: "..."

Feng Zhiyuan: "..."

Just looking at it like this made the two of them freeze in the moment.

The TV dramas/story books are indeed deceiving, who the hell will be facing a lot of eyes with green light when they uncover the tiles! ! !

Looking down from the place where the tiles were uncovered, I saw a monster that looked like a man but not like a man standing in the center of the hall of the sage hall. He was said to be like a man because he was basically like a man, with four limbs, a torso and head.It is said that he is not human, because his head is hardly a head, there is no hair, no facial features, and it is full of eyes.One pair after another, all densely packed, almost like countless eyeballs stuck together, those eyes are not like human eyes, they look green and shining faintly.

Those eyes seemed to be alive, the few pairs on the top of the head facing the main hall just happened to meet the "peeping" Fu Siqian Feng Zhiyuan just now.

Excitedly braving the light at the moment.

Even though Feng Zhiyuan is used to seeing monsters with strange shapes and shapes, he has never seen such a shocking and disgusting thing. He turned his head suddenly, looked at Fu Siqian's eyes full of accusations, and seemed to say, "It's all your fault for taking the tile. movie to watch".

Fu Siqian was also very disgusted, his physical nausea made him almost spit out all the food he ate in the restaurant, he took a deep breath, and pretending to be calm, he raised his hand to cover Feng Zhiyuan's eyes, Gently pressed: "Wait a minute, don't look, I'll solve him."

As soon as he finished speaking, the monster flew towards the roof, and the surrounding tiles were blown away by the strong wind. Fu Siqian put his arms around Feng Zhiyuan's waist, and pressed the person into his arms, especially his head. Li, asked: "Hold me tight, don't look up."

Immediately, he flew up with Feng Zhiyuan, retreated a certain distance, and stopped in mid-air. The golden light that suddenly exploded from his hand illuminated the night, and also illuminated pairs of excited eyes.

Since discovering the two of them, the monster has not howled miserably again, as if the scream just now was just their illusion.

Fu Siqian slashed across the air with his sword, and there was a rustling sound of breaking through the air, like the trajectory of a falling morning star, leaving a golden afterimage in the night sky.

The monster moved very nimbly, he dodged Fu Siqian's sword strike, and then rushed towards them with a very treacherous pace.

Fu Siqian didn't want to look directly at the monster, the countless pairs of strange eyes on the head poked his intensive phobia, and he couldn't control his numbness when he saw it, wishing he was blind.

Feng Zhiyuan hugged his waist tightly with both hands, buried his head on his shoulders, closed his eyes obediently, felt Fu Siqian's uncontrollable physical trembling, and asked sullenly: "Are you afraid? It's okay to deal with him." No? How about I come?"

"Don't be afraid." Fu Siqian let out a long breath. The man must not say no, "Close your eyes obediently, and don't look at such disgusting things."

Feng Zhiyuan obeyed obediently, he was not afraid of that thing, but he liked the feeling of being protected by Fu Siqian.

The monster was fast and good at hiding, Fu Sigan couldn't find his weakness for a while, so he could only retreat with Feng Zhiyuan.

The sword just now was dodged again, Fu Siqian frowned impatiently, he protected Feng Zhiyuan's waist with one hand, it was quite difficult to deal with this monster with only one hand.

A blow was missed, according to Fu Siqian's strength, even holding him and fighting the enemy with one hand should not be the case, a trace of doubt flashed in Feng Zhiyuan's eyes.

The monster approached step by step, and when it was less than ten meters away from them, suddenly there was a sword in its hand, and a sword slashed, and the sound of breaking the air was surrounded by sword energy, and it was cutting on the sun, forcing Fu Siqian to back away more than ten meters.

Before Fu Siqian could catch his breath, hundreds of sword lights suddenly appeared, shining brightly in the night sky, flying towards him.

It turned out to be the sword division technique!

His chest was suddenly empty, before Fu Siqian could react, he saw a figure flashing in front of him, and then a blue light shot up from the ground like a huge wave, silently annihilating hundreds of sword lights.

The sharp whip shadows seemed to be pear blossoms that had experienced a heavy rain, and they fell one after another. Before the pear blossoms had snowed, a dense cage was built to trap the monster in it.

The night wind blew away Feng Zhiyuan's long hair, and the blue light fluttered around his side. He stood with his hands behind his back, and smiled slightly at Fu Siqian: "You protected me just now, now I will protect you."

You give me supreme joy, and I settle everything for you.

The trapped monster was struggling in the cage, and it couldn't escape from the cage after trying all kinds of hardships, and its angry and mournful roars could be heard endlessly.

Fu Siqian came on the wind, and ran to the person who stretched out his hand to wait for him, the sword light in his hand turned into a small dragon, entangled with the blue light on Feng Zhiyuan's side, looking very intimate.

Fu Siqian squeezed Feng Zhiyuan's hand, tied his loose hair back, glanced at the cage made of blue light not far away, and asked doubtfully: "That thing is not weak, can it trap him? "

"Of course." Feng Zhiyuan said arrogantly, "In terms of cultivation, although I may not be as good as you now, I have a lot more ways to deal with these messy things than you."

When Fu Siqian thought of his identity as the Demon Lord, he immediately understood it, so he stopped worrying about it, and walked towards the trapped monster together with Feng Zhiyuan.

There was such a big commotion, but still no one came. It was almost midnight, and there was no lamp nearby. Only the blue cage that trapped the monster was shining brightly. The monster kept roaring, and occasionally a small wind blew However, it made the surrounding gloomy.

"I think there is a secret hidden in this thing." Feng Zhiyuan thought for a moment, then frowned, "I observed his moves just now, and they seemed to be orthodox sword moves, but I don't know much about righteous sword cultivators, so I can't distinguish What kind of school and school is it?"

After Feng Zhiyuan mentioned it, Fu Siqian also felt a little familiar: "He can use the sword division formula, and the sword energy of each sword is almost condensed into substance, which is not easy."

After saying that, the two came to the side of the prison cage. Perhaps the excitement of the monster was consumed by being trapped, and the excited light in those eyes faded a lot, showing a trace of vigilance.

Feng Zhiyuan clicked his tongue: "This thing still has a sense of mind, it is almost like a human being. If this head is cut off, it will be almost human."

He was right, except for the head, the rest of the monster's body was no different from a human body, especially this monster was still wearing human clothes.

A guess suddenly popped up in Fu Siqian's mind: "Could this thing be a human?"

Feng Zhiyuan was stunned, and quickly thought about the possibility of this situation. He likes to read all kinds of books, and he knows all kinds of classics from ancient times to the present. He found a similar situation in a short time.

He looked away from the cage, turned his head to look at Fu Siqian, and said seriously: "I think it is possible. There is a situation recorded in ancient books, which says that the body of the cultivator is strong and can accommodate other evil spirits. When the moon is full, the evil spirits will seize the human body, and the situation will slowly return to normal when the next day dawns."

After Feng Zhiyuan finished speaking, he pursed his lips and asked softly, "Do you think it's possible?"

Fu Siqian withdrew his gaze, looked at Feng Zhiyuan with a complicated face, and said in a strange tone: "I don't need to think, this is probably true."

Feng Zhiyuan: "?"

Fu Siqian pointed aside: "Look at the pattern of his clothes and the sword in his hand, are you familiar with it?"

Just now they were only focused on fighting and did not observe carefully. Now, with the soft light around them, they could clearly see the dark patterns embroidered on the clothes worn by the monster.

"boom!"

The monster slashed at the cage with a sword, and the cage was a blue light that bounced back. The harder he used, the stronger the force of the rebound, and the brighter the light. With the sudden glow of light, Feng Zhiyuan saw Cleared the sword in the monster's hand.

The sword of the sword cultivator is unique, and the sword exists in people.

Therefore, the more powerful the cultivator is, the more unique his saber is. There are five immortals in Wuji Mountain, and four of them have swords as their natal artifacts. The names of these four swords are all on the ranking list of magical artifacts , and the ranking is very high, it is the white moonlight in the hearts of countless sword cultivators.

Such as Sanqiu, such as Changqiong.

Sanqiu is the natal magic weapon of Immortal Zhaoyuan, and Changqiong is...!

Feng Zhiyuan raised his head abruptly, horror flashed in his eyes: "It's him?!"

The author has something to say: he is he, he is him~