Negative Textbook of Love [Quick Transmigration]

Without comparison, there is no harm. Song Yunyin's side was almost wiped out, miserable and miserable, but Lin Qinghuan, the winner in life, was assigned to a beautiful place with his team members from the very beginning.

He gave full play to his koi physique, and led the younger brothers and sisters of Tianji Peak, who were a round older than himself, crazy krypton gold all the way, emptying out the various caves in the secret realm, encountering various rare and exotic beasts, and it took only one day. When he arrived, he flew two Qi refining periods and entered the foundation building. It can be said that the wind is going smoothly, and Su Shuang, who can't even look down on the master of the starting point.

A group of friends full of joy did not find out until the next morning in the secret place when they walked to the lake by chance——

Ah, no wonder I didn't meet any acquaintances along the way. It turned out that other team members had accidents!

The scene at that time was very indescribable and cruel. On the small flat land by the lake, there were a large area of ​​horrific scorched and scorched marks, and there were several unidentified mummified corpses dressed in black, and one died of excessive blood loss. The corpses of Lingzhao Peak disciples.

In contrast, the disciples of the Excalibur Sect gathered on the big tree beside them, each with a serene expression as if they were undergoing a state funeral, looked extraordinarily fresh and refined.

Although he panicked at first, Lin Qinghuan soon calmed down.

The complexion is ruddy but cannot be aroused. Anyone with a discerning eye can tell that this is a symptom of being out of body.

"Brothers and sisters, please help to arrange them neatly." He said to the vicissitudes of life behind him.

The Qi Refining Stage of Tianji Peak immediately looked at the young man with a gentle smile in front of him with horrified eyes.

Brother Qinghuan, how can you make such unreasonable troubles, and even want everyone to die neatly, such an idea will be regarded as a pervert!

"..." The smile on Lin Qinghuan's face remained unchanged, "Take a count of the number of people, hurry up, otherwise..."

"Okay, let's go right away! Brother Qinghuan...Senior brother!"

……

The number of people was quickly counted. Except for the Tianji Peak team leader and eleven members who survived the disaster, there were 39 people from the Qi refining stage of other peaks, two from the Jindan stage, and 40 of them belonged to the soul separation. , one had lost too much blood, but it didn't hurt Qihai's dantian, so it might be possible to take it back to see if it could be saved.

After sorting out the situation, Lin Qinghuan breathed a sigh of relief, but at the same time was a little puzzled.

What happened here? Why is it that although our side has lost their fighting power one by one, they are all fine, and who killed these demon cultivators?

Looking at the appearance of death, these demon cultivators were obviously sucked dry by evil techniques. Could it be that they were coaxed in the nest?

Just as he was puzzled, a voice suddenly sounded in his ear, "Look, there is another person over there!"

"It belongs to Lingzhao Peak, he is still alive!"

Lin Qinghuan lifted his spirits and looked in the direction of the voice.

……

When Song Yunyin appeared, a group of Tianji Peak disciples had been waiting by the teleportation formation for a long time.Behind them, lay the disciples of each peak neatly, classified according to the color of clothing, and lined up in a line by height and length, which is very friendly to obsessive-compulsive disorder and Virgo.

He looked at those "lost and recovered" corpses, his pupils shrank slightly.

"Senior Brother Song!" Seeing him coming, Lin Qinghuan's eyes lit up, and he raised a healing smile, "That's great, my brothers and sisters and I have just been looking for you everywhere."

He patted Mo Zixuan beside him, "Junior Brother Zixuan has been very worried about your injury, we have all heard about you, are you alright?"

Song Yunyin clenched the "Li Yuan Sword" in his hand, and said in a low voice, "I'm fine..."

Lin Qinghuan's eyes flashed, and he grabbed Song Yunyin's wrist.

Song Yunyin shook off his hand abruptly, and said calmly, "I said, I'm fine..."

"Senior Brother Song, your spiritual root..." Lin Qinghuan noticed after only a cursory probe, that the golden core in Song Yunyin's sea of ​​energy was broken into messy pieces just as Mo Zixuan said.

Lin Qinghuan pursed his lips, "Brother, don't worry, there is no unparalleled road, I will let Master find a way when I go back!"

Song Yunyin didn't speak, he was listening to a certain sword spirit in his mind muttering to himself.

"Who is this person? Strange, that jade pendant, I can't see through it...Hey, Song, you have to be careful about this person, maybe...he has the help of an expert just like you."

Song Yunyin turned around and walked into the teleportation formation, "Don't you want to go? Let's go."

The test was done before coming here. Under normal circumstances, as long as he doesn't use the magic energy, the camouflage around his body will not be destroyed. That is to say, he is now an ordinary person whose spiritual root has been abolished, which is why The reason why he deliberately left an opening for Lin Qinghuan to catch his hand just now.

What Sword Spirit said is correct, the perfect disguise set up by the mysterious water mirror, I am afraid that even Master can't see through it...

But this is not important now, the important thing is...

Song Yunyin went all the way back to Lingxiao Peak under everyone's concerned eyes and greetings, and finally found peace. He returned to his own residence, closed the door, walked to the bedroom, and said coldly.

"come out."

A wisp of black smoke floated out from the fake Li Yuan sword, fell to the ground and formed a figure, yawning lazily.

Song Wenyin looked straight at someone and asked, "Didn't you say that those people were all burned to death?"

Zhang Liangshao pursed his lips, with an innocent face, "Probably because my aura was too strong when I appeared, so blow out the fire, it's normal."

Song Yunyin's lips trembled, "Then their souls..."

Zhang Liangshao turned his head to look at him, with a sinister and sinister smile on the corner of his mouth.

Song Yunyin lowered his head, his face was covered with a shadow, and he clenched his fists secretly.

The smile on Zhang Liangshao's mouth grew bigger and bigger, and the vibration in his chest could hardly be held back.

That guy must have thought that the souls of his juniors and juniors had already been eaten by him, and that they might have been brought back to life, but he took away their hope for life, right?So pathetic hahahahahahahahahahaha...

"Hey!"

As soon as Song Yunyin raised his eyes, he saw Jian Ling raised his sleeves and spread his palms, a mass of black flames dissipated, and there was an extra... a white bead in his palm.

Song Yunyin:? ? ?

Zhang Liangshao: "Tsk, don't you recognize me? This is your younger brother and younger sister."

He pointed to the cloud-shrouded scene inside the bead, "Did you see it?"

Song Yunyin frowned, "Isn't the soul-locking pearl black?"

"That's because there was demon energy in it." Zhang Liangshao explained, "It's gone now."

Song Yunyin was dubious, and wanted to snatch the bead for a closer look, but was quickly taken back by a certain sword spirit.

"You..." Song Yunyin stopped, raised his head, his eyes were sharp, "Then what am I eating?"

Zhang Liangshao approached him with a smile, and said two words softly from Zhu Hong's lips, "Spring—medicine."

Song Yunyin: "..."

"It's true." Zhang Liangshao retracted his head, hid the lower half of his face behind his sleeves to hide his smile, "and it's a very powerful one, otherwise why would you want to kiss on fire as soon as you finish eating?" I?"

"..."

Song Yunyin stared at the sword spirit in front of him with black eyes, but the latter was just scratching like a cat's paw that didn't hurt or itch.

"Hey!" Zhang Liangshao went on to fan the flames, "This deity not only saved your juniors and juniors, but also helped them purify the demonic energy that might pollute their souls. Are you completely moved now? Can't wait to say thank you to me a million times?"

Song Yunyin didn't want to talk to this sword spirit who was full of lies, "Give me the Soul Locking Orb."

Zhang Liangshao shook his head, walked to the edge of the bed and sat down on his buttocks, with one hand supporting the bed board, the other hand holding the Soul Locking Orb shook in front of Song Yunyin's eyes, looking up at him with interest, "Please ask me ah!"

Song Yunyin walked up to him, staring at the fist with a pair of dark eyes.

"It's fine if you don't want to beg, just a kiss." Zhang Liangshao moved his hands away, pursed his lips, closed his eyes, and blew a kiss to him, "mua~"

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Zhang Liangshao's eyes crooked with a smile, "Hey, have you considered it? Do you want to beg me in a low voice, or give me a kiss? Hurry up, or I may go back on my word, and then you don't want to—"

A palm suddenly covered his mouth, blocking what he was about to say.

A piece of warmth passed over his forehead lightly, as light as a feather.

"..."

Song Yunyin maintained a slightly bent posture, his eyes turned a deep bright purple at some point, reflecting the slightly widened peach blossom eyes of the red-haired sword spirit.

The thin lips were slightly parted, and a low voice like a metal knock sounded in front of Zhang Liangshao, "Give it to me."

Zhang Liangshao: ...

His eyes were full of the appearance of the well-shaped lips hoarsely speaking in front of him. This image was copied, pasted and played repeatedly in his mind, occupying every corner. A current rushed from the Tianling cover to the soles of the feet.

#Sorry, your friend: rational, offline#

Song Yunyin and a certain sword spirit with a sluggish expression looked at each other for about three breaths, or it might last as long as a stick of incense. During this period, he quietly held someone's hand, and lightly took the bead from his palm , Then, a certain expressionless sword cultivator straightened up, raised the bead in his hand, and said in a very symbolic tone.

"Thank you."

Zhang Liangshao, who hadn't woken up suddenly after receiving the unexpected electric shock, glared angrily, "Did you just use the demon's charm technique?"

Song Yunyin said "Oh" with a raised tone, "I thought the charm technique of the little Nascent Soul would not be effective for seniors."

Zhang Liangshao grumbled on his face, covered his face and stomped his feet in his heart and screamed wildly:

Damn it, where should I save my face as the seventh god of the server?God, give me a crack in the ground and let me go through it!

Oh yes, I am a sword now, I can play dead.

He snorted coldly, and "bang" turned into a cloud of black mist and dispersed, leaving only a straight long sword lying on the bed.

Seeing that the sword spirit had returned to its body, Song Yunyin picked it up and held it in his hand. He raised his left hand, looked at the pure white, flawless and very gentle soul-locking bead, and remembered that the black-clothed sword spirit had yelled at him just now. The appearance of calling.

A certain sword cultivator with a dead expression all the year round and suspected facial nerve paralysis suddenly had a small twitch at the corner of his mouth.

It's not so much an ancient evil spirit...it's better to say it's a willful, moody, mischievous child.

Ah……

The face is quite thin.

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