The villain who never surrenders [Quick Transmigration]

Rong Ling turned around, and easily pierced Xie Qing's sword with some eagerness. His figure was graceful and merciless.

Xie Qingwan's eyes froze, feeling Rong Ling's boundless murderous sword intent, and his heart sank slightly. In order to keep her, he had to grit his teeth and fight.

At the moment when the long sword struck violently, the dojo was almost centered on the two of them, and a circle of air waves was blown away, and the floor tiles even showed signs of breaking.

Fortunately, Rong Ling set up a barrier within a hundred steps, so that no other disciples were hurt.

When Rong Ling entered the fairyland for the first time, his strength has naturally improved greatly compared to usual, but for the past six months, Xie Qingwan has been practicing day and night every day, in order to be able to become a fairy as soon as possible so that he can see Rong Ling. In fact, she was the king of all monsters, her cultivation level should not be underestimated, and when swords clashed, the two could not tell the winner.

"Master, why do you want to do this?" Xie Qingwan's heart trembled with the tip of his sword, and he insisted on asking for an answer.

I'm afraid she might not believe what she said. Besides, why did Rong Ling let her know? Since the other party chose to enter the illusion, he should have expected the consequences long ago.

I can only blame myself for being too stupid to discover it late,? I have been played with for so long in vain.

Thinking of this, Rong Ling clenched his teeth even more, not letting his annoyance escape, but concentrated all his immortal power on the tip of the sword, and slashed down fiercely.

The power contained in this move is unreserved, even Xie Qingwan may not be able to catch it, her expression changed slightly, it was not the fear of dying in her mind, but the despair because of Rong Ling's cold eyes.

The moment Jianbo hit, Xie Qingwan closed his eyes, not even half intending to resist.

However, her hand was uncontrollable, she clenched the long sword tightly across her chest, and the jade sword seemed to be conscious, soaring in mid-air, facing Rong Ling's sword intent, she displayed a sword style that Xie Qingwan had never learned , It was resolved without any effort.

Not feeling the expected pain, Xie Qingwan opened his eyes in surprise.

Seeing this extremely familiar move, Rong Ling was not surprised and let out a light sigh.

"It really is you..." Rong Ling murmured in a cold voice, "Feng Xihui..."

The reason why Rong Ling made a move was to test, maybe Shui Jing was wrong, but Xie Qingwan's subconscious reaction was not deceiving, she was forced to a desperate situation, and what she used turned out to be the move of the person who drove herself into the illusion.

If it wasn't for Feng Xihui's opposition to her everywhere, not allowing her to befriend the demon world in the imaginary realm, and not allowing her to do this or that, always watching whether she violated the rules, why would Rong Ling be forced to come to this day? this step.

Now Feng Xihui is right in front of his eyes, but under the influence of the illusion, he lost all his memories. It really is a turn of events.

Rong Ling curled his lower lip in disdain, and threw the sword in his hand to the ground as if he felt dirty, and looked at Xie Qingwan with disgust: "From now on, the relationship between you and me will be severed, and there will be no relationship anymore."

Like a thunderbolt on the flat ground, Xie Qingwan's mind was buzzing. Even if he dodged Rong Ling's ultimate move, Xie Qingwan was still injured by her own internal force. She could even feel the bloody smell in her mouth and tried her best to support herself The crumbling body: "What is Master talking about, and who is Feng Xihui?"

Rong Ling didn't want to explain at first, but seeing Xie Qingwan's appearance, as if he was the heinous sinner, he couldn't hold back immediately: "Feng Xihui is you, and you are Feng Xihui."

"No..." Xie Qingwan quickly shook his head in denial, "I'm not!"

She staggered forward a few steps: "Master, look at me, I am Xie Qingwan, the disciple you have accepted for more than ten years... I am not someone else, I am just Xie Qingwan..."

At the end, seeing Rong Ling's cold eyes, she couldn't help becoming anxious, and even wanted to reach out to reach Rong Ling.

However, Rong Ling had already lost his patience, and took half a step back: "That's enough, Xie Qingwan, you just need to understand that I don't owe you any more, there are thousands of mistakes, all of which are your own fault."

After finishing speaking, she flew away, the movement was so fast that Xie Qingwan had no choice but to watch Rong Ling disappear into the mist.

When Rong Ling's figure completely disappeared, Xie Qingwan still knelt on the spot and stretched out his hand in Rong Ling's direction.

She couldn't catch anything but a gleam of afterglow.

Xie Qingwan lost the last gleam of luster in his eyes, and sat there blankly, still chewing on Rong Ling's words like a demon, she is Feng Xihui, and Feng Xihui is her.

It turned out that from the beginning to the end, in the eyes of Master, I was just a dispensable substitute.

A cool breeze on the top of the mountain stirred up Xie Qingwan's hair that had become messy during the fight.

I don't know how long I sat like this until the sun was sinking and the moon was rising, the sky was full of stars, the coolness soaked into the bones, and suddenly there was the sound of soft footsteps behind me.

"Master?" Xie Qingwan's eyes lit up instantly, and he turned his head to look at the visitor.

However, in just an instant, the starlight in Xie Qingwan's eyes completely dissipated, she let out a cold scoff, and turned her head again.

The person who came was not Rong Ling, but Wen Qi. Originally he was practicing in the cave, but when he heard a disciple report this, he had to clean up the mess for his senior sister.

It's just that Wen Qi didn't know what happened, but seeing the cripples everywhere, he expected that there must have been a fierce battle between the two.

In Wen Qi's eyes, the senior sister would not act for no reason. After much deliberation, there must be some conflict between the two.

Wen Qi thought about it and said, "Could it be that you still can't let go of the fact that Master abandoned you in Wushan?"

It's good if he didn't mention it, but Xie Qingwan gritted his teeth and said, "Shut up!"

He has no right to say such things in front of himself.

However, Xie Qingwan's reaction, from Wen Qi's point of view, just confirmed his guess, he couldn't help sighing softly, and explained for Rong Ling: "What senior sister did back then was not what you thought, everything has a reason , even after you disappeared, she never gave up looking for you, so why are you so obsessed with it."

Xie Qingwan's shattered confidence was pieced together bit by bit by these words.

Her eyes lighted up again: "Really?"

There is no need for him to answer, Xie Qingwan already has the answer in his heart, Wen Qi is the head of a faction, there is no need to lie to please anyone.

"That's true..." Wen Qi nodded, "If you have the heart to go to the Zangshu Pavilion to look through it, you will know what Senior Sister did back then."

Cultivators are not allowed to divulge the secrets of heaven without authorization, there is only so much Wen Qi can say.

As soon as he finished speaking, he completely disappeared in front of his eyes.

Xie Qingwan walked against the wind to Zangshu Pavilion almost like lightning.

The Book Collection Pavilion is tower-shaped, nine floors high, and there are so many books and books. Xie Qingwan didn't know where to start to read them. Afraid that he would miss something, he activated his spiritual thoughts and read one by one.

Even if a practitioner accepts things extremely fast, so many books are enough for her to see the sunset from dawn, and then from sunset to dawn. Five days have passed, and Xie Qingwan has never closed her eyes.

Originally, she had a battle with Rong Ling that day, she hadn't had a good rest yet, and she kept using her divine sense to read the book, she was so weak that she could almost sit leaning on the bookshelf, and there was still only one thought in her mind - to read on.

Only by watching, can she understand why the master treats her like that, Xie Qingwan covered her lips and coughed lightly, wiped off the blood on her palm as if nothing had happened, and continued to search for what she wanted in her spiritual thoughts.

Until the end, a line of words appeared in her mind.

Use the blood of the immortal to lure the spirit of the beast, and if you hit it, you will die.

Xie Qingwan suddenly opened her eyes.