The villain who never surrenders [Quick Transmigration]

"Junior sister, what do you mean?" Bai Yan said in a deep voice, Rong Ling seemed a little lost.

"Senior brother thinks so." Rong Ling turned his head sideways, with a stiff smile on his face, "You and I are Taoist couples, can't we talk about ourselves?"

Bai Yan was puzzled. Just as he was about to speak, Rong Ling's voice that only each other could hear sounded in his mind: "The flower demon wants to confuse me and bring you into the room. I will play by ear later."

Bai Yan pursed her lips tightly and didn't say anything, but transmitted the same voice to her: "Okay..."

Pushing open the door, the flower demon who was still in the room just now has disappeared.

It's just that there is a demonic aura here. She must not be far away, and it is very likely that she is just watching in the dark. Rong Ling and Bai Yan looked at each other, and they were both ready.

Driven by the mind after being bewitched by the flower demon, Rong Ling moved his fingers, resisting his reluctance to hold Bai Yan's hand: "Senior brother..."

Just about to take the next step, the door was suddenly pushed open. Xie Qing appeared in front of the door dressed in white, and walked in.

When her eyes fell on the hands held together by the two, her eyes were so red that she could almost drip blood, she murmured: "Master..."

Rong Ling frowned slightly, it was too late to stop her words.

Sure enough, there was a sudden gust of wind in the house, the door behind Xie Qingwan was shut tightly with a snap, and the house was instantly isolated from the outside world.

The flower demon laughed wildly: "Okay, my old lady also said where did this little yellow-haired girl pretending to be Jingcen come from? It turns out that they are all family members. Now that you are all here, let's reunite!" Circle ends here."

In the blink of an eye, a red mist like a veil filled the room, almost covering everyone's sight.

Rong Ling couldn't care less, although he was annoyed that Xie Qing had ruined his plan, he subconsciously said, "Come here quickly..."

As she spoke, a long sword condensed out of her palm.

Xie Qingwan heard the words, the soreness that was still stuck in her throat melted away in an instant, and she was about to take a step towards Rong Ling, but the red mist became thicker and thicker until it covered her eyes and she couldn't see anything.

Everything was silent, and it was as quiet as if there was no one around.

Rong Ling called softly: "Xie Qingwan?"

no respond……

She stretched out her hand to touch the surroundings again, but Bai Yan, who was obviously still beside her just now, disappeared.

Rong Ling practiced holding his breath, and realized that this should be an illusion cast by the flower demon, but he didn't know what the purpose was.

Anyway, waiting left and right couldn't wait for her next move, Rong Ling held his sword behind him and decided to walk forward to see what kind of trick she was using.

The mist gradually dissipated, and there was an empty white light in front of him, and there was nothing else.

It wasn't just Rong Ling who was puzzled, it seemed that the voice of the flower demon sounded from all directions: "Hey, you don't have any obsessions."

As soon as these words came out, Rong Ling knew what was going on.

It is said that there are monsters who are good at charming people's hearts. They can create a charmed environment and trap the dreamer in the illusion of the enchanted environment. Most of these illusions are obsessions in their hearts.

Therefore, in the enchanted realm, although the immigrant realized what she wanted in her heart, outside the enchanted realm, she would be gradually sucked away by the caster until she gradually died unconsciously and in pain.

While Rong Ling was in the enchanted world, but she didn't have any illusions, which only showed that she had no obsession in her heart.

"No obsession, no one you love, and no one you miss." Charming Monster's voice hovered around, "Don't you think you are very pitiful?"

Sorrow arises from love, fear arises from love; apart from the one who loves, there is neither worry nor fear.

As a fairy, Rong Ling didn't think there was anything wrong with her, and she wouldn't be swayed by her words.

"If you have the time, it's better to pity yourself." Rong Ling said coldly, the sword intent gathered in the jade sword in his palm, "If you are sensible, you can come out earlier, so that you will suffer less."

The robe on Rong Ling's body was windless and automatic, and the original disguise was removed, gradually revealing her own appearance and cultivation, spiritual power flowed all over her body, the index finger and middle finger of her left hand touched the eyebrows together, eyes closed and lips parted: "Break! "

Without even finding the eyes of the formation and the real body of the flower demon, Rong Ling broke through the enchantment realm with ease.

The red mist in front of his eyes faded, and Rong Ling saw Bai Yan next to him, and he just broke through the charm and woke up.

He cultivates the ruthless way, and his way of doing things is the same as that of Rong Ling, and the mere enchantment realm naturally can't stop him.

However, unlike the two of them, Xie Qingwan, who was still inexperienced, fell to the ground at this moment, with his eyes closed.Rong Ling put her on the bed, touched her forehead with her fingertips, and was about to wake her up, but was stopped by Bai Yan: "Junior Sister, if someone in the enchanted world wakes up forcibly, I'm afraid the remnant soul will be wiped out." Stay in the mirror and lose your mind."

Then he can only let Xie Qingwan fall asleep like this?

Rong Ling frowned, and had no choice but to reach out and spread a layer of enchantment on the edge of the bed to envelop the person in it: "Forget it, before the flower demon has escaped not far away, let's look for her first."

Once the flower demon is exposed, her trail is not difficult to find. Rong Ling and Bai Yan followed her all the way, and in the blink of an eye, they caught up with her.

Unexpectedly, she actually entered Jing's mansion, holding Jing Cen who was resting in the mansion at the moment, pinching his neck with her palm: "Don't move, if you two get half a step closer, I will strangle this person to death with my own hands."

With such a big commotion, other people in the mansion were naturally awakened, and the two sides who were surrounding the confrontation did not dare to take half a step closer.

The torches held up by the servants were smoldering, and the Lord Jingcheng was so frightened that he almost fell to his knees, and repeatedly asked Rong Ling and Bai Yan for help: "I beg you two immortal masters, help my son, help me my son……"

The sword in Rong Ling's hand was almost uncontrollable, but Bai Yan reminded him softly: "Junior Sister, don't be impulsive."

Before he finished speaking, Jing Cen, who was being taken hostage by the flower demon, suddenly said, "You two don't need to care about me, I..."

However, before Jing Cen finished speaking, the hand clasped around his neck suddenly tightened. After a click, he tilted his neck and slowly slipped from the shackles of the flower demon to the ground without making any more sound. Only one pair of eyes was still wide open, and blood flowed from the corners of his lips, as if he was dying.

Watching a large living person being killed, the servants around them couldn't help but take a few steps back in fright, hiding behind Rong Ling and Bai Yan.

"Wuuuu Cen'er, my Cen'er..." The city lord and his wife broke down in sobs, and if they weren't supported by someone, they would almost collapse on the ground.

However, in the next second, a surprised voice sounded from the crowd: "It's changed, the young master has turned into Chuntao."

In front of them, Rong Ling could see more clearly. After Jing Cen died, a faint red mist emanated from his body. As the mist dissipated, he turned into a delicate and exquisite woman.

According to the people around her, she turned out to be Chuntao, a woman from Hualou who had disappeared for a long time.

The disappearing Chuntao pretended to be Jing Cen, why did she still try to find her?Where did the original Jing Cen go?

Before Rong Ling could figure out the ins and outs, the flower demon kicked away the corpse in front of him with disdain: "Eat stupid things that have been ripped apart."

After finishing speaking, she waved her sleeves immediately, and the red mist mixed with the strong wind came over. When everyone was unprepared, she turned around and jumped onto the roof to escape.

Of course Rong Ling would not let her go this time, and hurriedly chased after her without thinking.

At the same time, she cast a sword light.

However, the flower demon dispersed like mist again, unable to injure it at all.

It was like hitting cotton with a punch, no matter how fierce Rong Ling's swordsmanship was, it couldn't hurt her in the slightest.

The flower demon fled recklessly at the front, and Rong Ling followed closely behind, and he had to take care not to hurt ordinary people, so he was naturally restrained a lot.

The two chased after each other, and they left the city gate in a short while.

At this time, Bai Yan also followed up, a set of sword skills rained down, but there was still nothing he could do.

It's because although the flower demon is condensed into a human form, it has no substance. As long as it turns into smoke when it is hurt, it cannot hurt her.

Not only that, but she was able to take the opportunity to gather into a human form again, and fight back and forth with Rong Ling.

For so many years, Rong Ling almost forgot when was the last time she had a real fight with someone. After a few back and forth, the hidden blood in her body was completely stimulated.

Fighting all the way from the demon world to the fairy world, what a powerful opponent she has never met in the past?Now he is helpless against this little flower demon, he is really living and returning.

Wouldn't it be laughable if those who opposed her knew about it?

Figured this out, Rong Ling found a flaw in an instant, pinched his hands and made a formula to attract the gurgling water from the stream not far away, and instantly used mana to freeze it into ice, and countless ice particles the size of water droplets struck towards the red mist .

"It's such a small skill, the dignified god is actually capable of this?" Hidden in the red mist, the flower demon laughed more and more frivolously.

But the next second, she couldn't laugh anymore.

Rong Ling turned her wrist lightly, and those ice particles also gathered together with her movements. Countless ice particles gathered together, and unexpectedly condensed into a hollow ball, completely enveloping the red mist, and then shrank smaller and smaller. Become only the size of a palm.

The red mist was also compressed like a bead, trapped in it and unable to move.

Rong Ling spread her hands, and the ice puck fell into her palm with a cool feeling.

She threw it into the air and caught it casually, her lips hooked: "No matter how bad I am, I'm still more than enough to deal with you. To be honest, what's going on?"

The red mist that was compressed in the ice puck continued to play dead.

"Don't tell me, right?" Rong Ling thought slightly, and the ice puck in his palm continued to shrink, "I want to see what will happen to you if this puck keeps getting smaller like this?"

She spoke calmly, and the flower demon trapped inside finally couldn't hold back and begged for mercy: "I said I said...but you have to send me back to the flower building first."

"Haggling?" Rong Ling frowned, "Who do you think you are?"

She didn't hesitate any longer, she put her five fingers together tightly, ignored the flower demon's apology and begging for mercy, and crushed the ice puck with one blow.

The red mist in it was also completely destroyed by the coercive divine power in an instant, leaving no trace.

Rong Ling spread out his hands, and the ice shards mixed with a touch of red were blown away by the wind.

"Junior Sister..." I didn't expect her to act so decisively, Bai Yan, who has always been calm, had a complex expression, "Don't you need to ask her again what she did?"

"What's your question?" Rong Ling patted his hands clean, turned his head and squinted in the direction of Jingcheng, "I'm afraid the truth is waiting in the flower building."

Xie Qingwan lay on the bed and had a long, long dream in her deep sleep.

She dreamed that when she was a child, she was still with her family.

Although Xiejia Village is not a very affluent place, it has beautiful mountains and clear waters. The rice crops in the fields are getting greener and greener. When you brush your fingers gently, the ears of rice tickle your palms.

The people in the village work at sunrise and rest at sunset, leading a peaceful and peaceful life.

Until one day a monster suddenly appeared in the village, broke into the homes of the people, and immediately wailed and set fire to the sky.

After the demon-killing monks arrived, Xie Qingwan's parents had already lost their breath in order to protect her.

Xie Qingwan became an orphan, so he had no choice but to wander all the way, working as a slave and maidservant in a big family's house in the city, doing odd jobs, and enduring the master's scolding all the time.

Whenever she was wronged, the monk who descended from the sky that day would appear in her mind, dressed in white and spotless.

She worked day and night, and saved every copper coin, so that one day she could worship in the cultivation sect and get rid of all the demons with her own hands.

Xie Qingwan's obsession has always been to become a monk and subjugate demons.

Until she met Rong Ling, Xie Qingwan had a new obsession.

In the haze, it seemed that he had returned to the day of the apprenticeship ceremony. The master's slender and white fingers brushed her hair, gently combed her long hair, and caressed her cheek with the palm of his hand inadvertently.

Afterwards, the master didn't back away, but instead slowly bent down, with the corners of his lips slightly raised, he called out to himself softly: "Pull gently..."

The soft voice is like a stone thrown into a pool of water, rippling and rippling round and round.

Xie Qingwan's heart couldn't stop rippling.

Her lips moved, but she couldn't utter the name "Master".

Rong Ling got a little closer, and the cold fragrance hit her, and she murmured, "Why don't you look at me?"

"Master..." Xie Qingwan was in a hurry, not knowing how to answer, just about to raise his eyes, his eyes fell on her beautiful red lips and then stopped.

"Don't call me Shizun." The person opposite said in a low voice, "Call me by my name, call me Ah Ling."

As she spoke, her cold fingertips traced Xie Qingwan's eye ends across her cheeks, and kept going down.

Xie Qingwan was almost unstable, she took a deep breath: "Master, this is not appropriate."

"What's wrong?" Rong Ling asked back, "I am your master, isn't it natural for the master to ask his disciples to do anything? Qingwan, you don't have to hide it, just follow your own heart, don't you like it?" me?"

Xie Qingwan felt as if he had been cursed by something, and his face immediately burned up: "Master...Master..."

"Huh?" Rong Ling's breath was mixed with nasal when he spoke, "I've said it all, call me Ah Ling."

"There are only two of us here, you can do whatever you want to me."

There was a bang in Xie Qingwan's mind, as if something was about to explode, and he fell into a battle between heaven and man.

She looked around, only to find that the elders and fellow disciples in the main hall really disappeared without a trace. In the empty hall, only she and her master were there.