The author and protagonist HE [Transmigration Book]

"you--"

The old master's eyes flickered for a moment, and he couldn't hide his shock when he saw Xiao Muyu, and then his face changed, as if he realized something.

"Who the hell are you?"

This person in front of him is by no means the original saint who had nothing but her face.

The old national teacher is almost the person who knows the saintess best in the world, and he is very clear about how the saintess has become a waste in the eyes of the world.

He once took away most of her soul when she was young. Although it was just an experimental accident, it also made her lose the ability to cultivate, and became the puppet of the old master like a walking dead, at his mercy .

Although the saint has become more lively recently, the old master only thought that part of her sleeping soul had awakened, causing her to become rebellious, and she had also secretly checked her physique.

The meridians are empty, without any trace of aura.

She still has the same physique as before, so the old teacher didn't take her changes seriously.

Only now did he realize the anomaly.

How could ordinary people hide from his perception, step into the area around him majestically, and stab him lightly.

No matter how careless he is, he will not ignore the danger that is just around the corner.

And the "Holy Maiden" in front of her is not only relying on the mysterious and mysterious ability to hide her breath, she did not hesitate to stab at the vital points, and pushed the dagger in easily.

It's not like something an idiot with no strength to restrain a chicken can do.

The old national teacher was astonished, but he wanted to pursue it, but he didn't catch up with the good time.

He swung his palm vigorously, trying to force Hua Feixue back, at the same time the other hand accumulated spiritual power to attack Xiao Muyu.

Xiao Muyu had already let go of the dagger before that, raised his arm and slammed into his arm, giving Hua Feixue the opportunity to retreat in time.

"I promised to cover her." Xiao Muyu complained, "Can't you not move her? If she gets hurt again, it will be my negligence."

Hua Feixue retreated a little far away, covered her mouth and let out a soft sound, dark red blood spilled from between her fingers.

Xiao Muyu stood in front of her.

The old master secretly touched his arm, which was a little numb from the shock. He was a little puzzled how a girl who looked weak could have so much strength.

What surprised him even more was what was behind.

The old master found that when he mobilized his spiritual power, he gradually struggled, as if he was oppressed by some invisible thing, and he couldn't even use a simple spell.

——It also cut off his escape route.

At this time, he has not clearly realized this point.

The old master's face was gloomy, and he pulled out his sword and dagger while waving his hands. The blood quickly soaked his clothes, but he was still able to stand firmly in place, which shows that his skill is indeed profound.

Hua Feixue raised her head inadvertently, and just as she heard a "bang", the long sword fell to the ground, her heart sank slightly.

The old national teacher is more powerful than she imagined.

"Be careful!" Hua Feixue reminded in a low voice, "If—"

She wanted to say that if the situation was not right, they could find a way to leave first, even if they fled, she didn't want anything to happen to Xiao Muyu.

Revenge is a long time coming, but there is only one person in front of us.

"Huh?" Xiao Muyu turned to look at her.

Hua Feixue couldn't say the rest.

Those dark eyes were a bit unfamiliar, and they had never seen them up close, but they had glimpsed them once or twice very occasionally.

In the apocalypse on the other side of the wind and snow, Xiao Muyu faced the monster with thousands of troops alone, and everyone thought he was doomed.

But she drove everyone around her to the safe city gate behind her, and when someone tried to persuade them to stay with tears, she turned her head and gave the same look.

Even with a smile.

It wasn't comforting, and it wasn't a forced smile, but an indifference that she had never shown before, with a contempt that she didn't even know herself.

That was a hopeless situation for everyone, including Xiao Muyu herself, but at that moment, it seemed that the collapse of the world was nothing to her.

Perhaps Xiao Muyu is not just a "god" in a created virtual world.

At that time Hua Feixue thought so.

Before she could think about it, the gorgeous flames shot into the sky.

The fire is burning in reality.

"It turns out that he knows how to play this kind of trick." The old master avoided the fire that was chasing behind him, and quickly attacked Xiao Muyu, "But that's all——"

The blade stabbed towards Xiao Muyu, the blade was still shining with lightning, and the spiritual power was so thick that it could be clearly seen.

The old master didn't hold back any more, and broke through the invisible pressure in an instant, with a strong killing intent, and anyone who faced it directly would inevitably feel frightened.

Xiao Muyu stood firmly in the same place, slightly tilting her head.

The blade cut through the hair, but failed to leave a gash on her face.

The flames in Xiao Muyu's eyes became even stronger.

"Snapped--"

After a very slight cracking sound, red flames started to burn from the old national teacher's wound.

He suddenly widened his eyes, this moment of absent-mindedness made it too late for him to react, the feeling of emptiness that burned his soul came before the pain.

Xiao Muyu gently raised his hand.

"boom--"

The sound of the impact was mixed with the jaw-dropping sound of bones breaking.

The old master was easily pushed to the ground by Xiao Muyu.

That invisible sense of oppression struck again, more violently and faster than before, as if he jumped down from the top of a mountain and was pressed down by someone on the back of his neck to the bottom of the deep sea.

When he reacted, even breathing became difficult.

Xiao Muyu raised the corner of her lower lip, showing a little smile.

Hua Feixue could only see her side face, but felt as if she had seen that ray of ghost again.

In the next moment, Xiao Muyu turned her head and met her gaze.

Xiao Muyu smiled lightly, hooked his fingers towards her, and signaled Hua Feixue to come forward.

Hua Feixue swallowed the blood in his mouth, rubbed the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand, and felt a little unsteady when he got up.

This was probably one of the most embarrassing moments of her life.

The old wound in her abdomen began to ache again, and the consequences of her momentary recklessness were more serious than she had imagined.

Maybe it's because of his temper and he can't control himself, or maybe... just because another person is there, he has nothing to fear.

Hua Feixue couldn't remember the final scene of Xiao Muyu facing thousands of monsters alone. Occasionally, the wind and snow would block her vision, but she knew that everyone hiding behind Xiao Muyu survived.

Xiao Muyu also stood in front of them and casually made such a promise: "I will protect you well."

She did it.

So Hua Feixue never doubted that she would break her promise.

Even though the person in front of her looked different from usual, inevitably a little distant and unfamiliar, Hua Feixue still walked towards her obediently.

When approaching, Hua Feixue staggered.

Xiao Muyu reached out to catch her before she fell down.

The old master was still lying on the ground. He felt the danger and endured the pain of broken bones and forcefully got up. When he raised his eyes, he saw Xiao Muyu's expression and felt the danger. He instinctively shouted to warn him to run away——

It's ridiculous to say, but in just a few months, their situation has been completely reversed.

Now controlling his life and death is the mascot he once most dismissed.

The old master gritted his teeth and mobilized his spiritual power secretly, but found that not to mention attacking, even the spell hidden in his hand could not be activated.

At this moment, he seemed to be in a vacuum. All the breath elements were controlled by the person in front of him. He could do whatever he wanted.

This is no longer something that ordinary mortals can do.

No matter how advanced and powerful the practice is—even the seniors who ascended thousands of years ago, no one can do it.

Who is she?

No, should it be said that she is really human?

Before the old master had time to think, Hua Feixue had already picked up the long sword that had fallen from the ground.

Her hand trembled slightly due to loss of strength, and she almost couldn't hold the sword. A hand behind her was attached, wrapping her fingers to help her hold the sword firmly.

Xiao Muyu rested her chin on Hua Feixue's shoulder, and a slightly rambunctious voice came in close to the tip of her ear.

"Revenge, you do it yourself."

The breath that was too close brought a burning itching.

Hua Feixue trembled slightly, Xiao Muyu held her waist.

When the flames gradually dissipated, Hua Feixue made the last cut.

The old master's outstretched hand had just lifted off the ground, and the spell between his fingers was split in two by the sword wind. His eyes widened, and he looked up at Xiao Muyu with disbelief in his eyes.

When his consciousness was about to die, he felt as if he saw a god who looked down on the world.

"Princess!"

"His Royal Highness! Are you okay?!"

When Pei Qiuyue arrived in a hurry with his people, what he saw was this mess.

Hua Feixue's clothes were almost soaked in blood, and Pei Qiuyue almost went into cardiac arrest in fright.

When I got closer, I realized that it was someone else's blood.

Hua Feixue looked a little weak, but she wasn't at the point of dying.

Under Pei Qiuyue's instructions, the doctor who came with the team quickly took Hua Feixue's pulse and gave Hua Feixue a diagnosis and treatment, while instructing the little apprentice to help the princess bandage the wound.

General Pei personally led the troops to capture the rebel second prince and the rest of the party.

Hua Feixue has the memories of her previous life as a cheat, and they have long since secretly tracked down important people, and now the rest are small fish and shrimps, so there is nothing to be afraid of.

The only worrying thing is the unfathomable strength of the old national teacher.

General Pei tied up the unconscious second prince, and when he returned to Hua Feixue to return to his command, he was still frowning and asked worriedly about the situation of the old national teacher.

"...Shouldn't we make preparations early? Although Her Royal Highness is superior in strength, the old thief is cunning and cunning. He is an extremely dangerous person. We must not take it lightly. After returning, we need to strengthen our defenses——"

Hua Feixue raised her hand to ask the little apprentice to help her bandage the wound on her wrist, she lowered her eyebrows and was lost in thought.

I don't know if General Pei's nagging brought her back to her senses, so she finally raised her head and looked in a certain direction ahead.

Before General Pei could finish speaking, Hua Feixue raised her chin and said, "There."

General Pei looked over with some puzzlement.

I saw a corpse lying not far away, face down. At first glance, it was a middle-aged man, but almost half of his body was buried in the ground, and his figure was somewhat unclear.

Swords have no eyes on the battlefield. General Pei originally thought it was just some unlucky little cannon fodder, so he didn't pay much attention to it at first.

But Her Royal Highness said again: "The national teacher...is right there."

General Pei was startled.

General Pei thought that Hua Feixue was joking with him until he dubiously asked Xiao Bing to turn him over.

——Although Hua Feixue is not a person who likes to joke.

Xiao Bing was straightforward, he had seen the appearance of the old national teacher, but he didn't know much about his strength, so he didn't think it was strange after seeing his face and clothes on his body, and reported to General Pei sternly.

"General, this seems to be Master Guoshi! They look exactly the same, and their beards are the same color, and I remember that there is a scar on his neck, which is also on this corpse. And the jade pendant worn by Master Guoshi is this... ..."

Xiaobing pointed out the points that could prove his identity one by one, which really sounded like that.

General Pei couldn't sit still any longer, and stepped forward to check in person.

The unlucky ghost in front of him was clearly out of breath, and when he brushed aside his blood-stained beard and hair, his face was indeed familiar.

General Pei is much more familiar with the old national teacher than the soldier.

But it is precisely because of this that General Pei finds it even more unbelievable——

What about the unfathomable strength?

What about the old cunning and scheming that you promised?

Just... so simple to die?

Is it really a joke?

"..."

It's not that General Pei didn't believe in Hua Feixue's strength, but that the old national teacher's death was too easy, and he didn't experience a particularly fierce fight when he saw his death.

Her Royal Highness absolutely does not have the ability to crush the old national teacher.

Moreover, Hua Feixue's special cold aura could hardly be felt on the corpse. It didn't look like they were fighting through spiritual power cultivation, but more like being stabbed to death by ordinary blades.

Even a cultivator will die if he is directly stabbed into a vital point by a sharp weapon and loses too much blood.

But ordinary people can't get close to practitioners at all.

This is too strange.

But the facts are in front of you.

After all, General Pei was also with Hua Feixue, so he naturally hoped that this was true.

Maybe Her Royal Highness is really talented, and her potential will explode at a critical moment.

General Pei secretly comforted himself, and while ordering the soldiers to tidy up the corpse, he complimented Hua Feixue: "It seems that Your Highness has improved a lot in cultivation."

Hua Feixue looked up at the hill where he was, and coldly vetoed, "It's not me."

As for what to ask later, she didn't answer.

There is almost no damage to our side, and the most important thing is that Her Royal Highness, who left without authorization after leaving a letter, is safe and sound.

Of course, she was injured more and more, and it took longer to recover, but compared to the consequences they expected, it was already an extremely small price.

Civil servants have already begun to discuss the preparation process for the succession ceremony.

The generals are still cleaning up the mess of this farce of conspiracy.

Only Pei Qiuyue saw Hua Feixue standing amidst the sound of hunting wind and looking into the distance.

She followed.

In a country covered with snow all the year round, there is almost no grass in this wilderness. When the wind blows, the snow will soon catch up.

When the second prince was plotting rebellion, it was rare that there was no wind or snow in this place. Instead, there were continuous sunny days, and a few light green buds even appeared in the gaps between the ice and snow cliffs.

It's a pity that everyone's thoughts are not here, and those weak lives that will disappear soon will hardly be noticed.

As soon as the matter was over, the wind and snow swept again.

Obviously there is more wind and snow, but it seems that something is missing.

Pei Qiuyue suddenly realized something.

"Axue, where is the saint?" Pei Qiuyue asked.

The author has something to say: First of all, I wish everyone a happy 2021!

It’s too late to go out today and come back. I originally wanted to collect [-] before posting, but I’m too tired. I’ll make up tomorrow when I’m free.

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