They always think I'm weak [Transmigration Book]

Yingzhou is located in the East China Sea, the land is fertile, a land of fish and rice, because there are many outsiders in the towns of the Fairy Gate Conference, and it is the day of the market, the town is very lively, many people gather in front of the bulletin board to watch the latest news Notice.

This is the arrest warrant from Feng Linzhou.

"It is true that I have never seen this person in Qingyun Town."

"If I saw it, I would definitely take off the notice and claim credit. That's a lot of money."

"Where can we ordinary people find this? He is a cultivator after all."

All the towns under Yingzhou also posted the wanted arrest warrant from Fenglinzhou, and within a month, they still couldn't find it.

Outside the crowd, a man in a dark cloak and a mask stood there, his eyes under the mask were full of hatred, and he stared at himself in the notice on the wall.

"Look, you obviously didn't do anything wrong. You fled to Yingzhou. These immortal cultivators still want to kill you. Maybe they let you take the blame just to protect that trash."

No one could see that a dark shadow shrouded the masked man, exuding a cold aura like a deep cold pool.

The man in the mask was just calm, he gritted his teeth and his eyes were red: "I didn't know it was a magic weapon, I was just protecting myself, what's wrong with me!"

The black shadow approached calmly, and whispered in his ear: "So, do you want to join our ghost cultivator? Step on all these pious sects of cultivating immortals, and with your cultivation base, you will definitely have a place in our ghost realm. Wronged to be an outer disciple."

"Shelongling was given to me by you. You set it up for me on purpose. Do you think I will join you in some way of breaking ghosts?"

Soi Ying was not angered: "You will join, because only by joining our Ghost Dao will you become stronger and have the chance to become the top ten thousand people. And don't you want to kill Mo Nianhuan? It is an opportunity. You think, the wanted notice issued by Feng Linzhou will be sent to Jiuzhou at the same time, that is to say, all the sects of cultivating immortals will know that there is such a person as you, do you think there are sects of cultivating immortals who will want you? They found you It will only kill you, no matter what your reason is, as long as you hold a magic weapon, you are an evil person, and you will be killed. Why are you persistent with these moral sects, why not join our ghost way Be a free and unrestrained person, and I will let you take revenge."

After a moment of silence: "Why did you help me?"

Heiying smiled deeply: "Because I want Mo Nianhuan, he is just a dying person, don't worry, I will not harm you, I will give you an identity to participate in this Fairy Gate Conference, when the time comes, we will each Take what you need, you kill Mo Nianhuan, I will take Mo Nianhuan's soul."

This time, the triennial Fairy Gate Conference is held at Lingxiaozong in [Yingzhou].

As the second sect of Xianmen, Lingxiaozong is located in the fertile land of the East China Sea. The sect can be said to be rich and magnificent, and there are treasures everywhere in the sect. There are Shenzhi Xiancao on it, which can cure all kinds of poisons , there is a spring of water, Yuli Spring, which is like wine, which can make people live forever.

There is also the world-famous Treasure Pavilion.

Thousand-step stone steps stretch to the top of Yunshan Mountain. Looking up, at the end of the stone steps, I can see the three characters of Lingxiaozong carved on the pillar of the sky, which is extraordinary.

"...Ah, I'm tired."

There were four people from Fenglin Chen's family this time. They had just arrived at the foot of Lingxiaozong Mountain, and within a hundred steps of the stone steps, they heard a weak and tired voice from the team.

Shen Wanqi glanced sideways, and happened to meet Mo Nianhuan's aggrieved look, the corners of his lips were slightly sunken, and he knew that their senior brother was going to be hugged again, even if the magic fruit was repairing the spiritual root, it still couldn't change three times The problem of taking a hundred steps to catch up with one step.

Really squeamish.

Mo Nianhuan was panting while holding the stone wall beside him, looking at the dazzling stone steps, he was a little dizzy, so he decided to give up: "I can't walk anymore, can't I fly up?"

Shen Qianyu smiled helplessly, walked up to Mo Nianhuan, turned around and squatted down: "It's disrespectful to go to other sects and fly up. It's just a thousand steps of stone steps. It's fast to walk up. Come up."

"Qianyu, just get used to him, this time we come to Lingxiaozong, we can't show others jokes." Shen Wanqi looked at Shen Qianyu about to recite Mo Nianhuan with a half-smile, with a teasing tone.

Without saying a word, Mo Nianhuan climbed onto Shen Qianyu's back, and curled his lips when he heard Shen Wanqi's words: "I'm not hypocritical, why are you all happy in the sect, but not happy when you come out? Do I show jokes to others?"

"Shall we let others see the joke?" Shen Qianyu supported Mo Nianhuan steadily up the stone steps, his steps were brisk, his clothes were lifted slightly, and three or five steps teleported.

"I'm happy to spoil senior brother." Shen Baiyi followed Shen Qianyu's teleportation, with his hands behind his back, his handsome face was full of publicity: "We will make others a joke.

Shen Wanqi laughed softly, his eyes fell on the word "Lingxiaozong" not far away, the corners of his lips were slightly sunken, it was inevitable.

"Hey, aren't these the three younger brothers of the Fenglin Chen family? Long time no see."

At this moment, a strange voice came from behind, and Mo Nianhuan turned his head curiously.

I saw a mighty group of disciples wearing dark blue robes and rather expensive clothes behind them.

It was the man who was walking in the front who spoke, wearing a dark blue robe with a black girdle with a gold thread, a black jade crown that tied up all the hair, a fan in his hand, his chin slightly raised, and a smile on his face. It's very romantic.

It makes people feel uncomfortable at first glance, like a prodigal son.

"Feng Yu Gong Feng Lanze." Feng Lanze gracefully held his fan and bowed, and while speaking, his eyes fell on Shen Qianyu's back inadvertently. He was stunned for a moment, and his eyes showed surprise.

There are still beauties in this world that he has never seen before. Shengxue in white clothes can't compare to that jade-like face, so who is this?

Shen Wanqi turned around and saw that it was someone from Fengyu Palace, and when he noticed who Feng Lanze's eyes were on, he turned sideways without a trace, and said indifferently, "So Fengyu Palace came so early, Lan Long time no see Senior Brother Ze."

Feng Lanze fanned his fan lazily, and his gaze fell directly on the beauty: "Our Fengyu Palace naturally wants to learn from Fenglin Chen's hard work, otherwise we would not have a chance to win the first place. So this time I came earlier to see if the juniors have any shortcuts to win the first place every time, this is not just in time for the seniors and me to come to study together."

This yin and yang tone made Mo Nianhuan want to hit someone. What does this person mean by saying that he thinks that every time Fenglin Shen wins the first prize, there is a shortcut?

It was mentioned in the original text that Fengyu Palace is one of the five sects of cultivating immortals. It is famous for its illusion and formations. It is this sect that has always wanted to win the first position in the immortal sect. It is very ambitious.

He remembered that although the original owner did not participate in the Xianmen Conference in the original text, this Feng Lanze competed with Shen Qianyu at the conference, and Shen Qianyu won in the end, but this Feng Lanze used insidious tricks to make Shen Qianyu suffer hurt.

Although he is a member of Xianmen, he is extremely insidious.

That is owed.

——Master, you can try to fight this Feng Lanze, his fan is also quite powerful, but I'm more powerful in Guixu, you can try to smash his fan.

It was the voice of Guixu.

"It seems that this time Fenglin Chen's junior sister also came to participate in the fairy gate meeting? May I ask what the junior sister is called?" Feng Lanze put away his fan with a 'snap' and asked with a smile.

Junior sister?

Mo Nianhuan realized that Feng Lanze was looking at him, hey, does he look like a woman?What kind of look is this.Sure enough, the ethos of this sect is really unimmoral, not only does it speak in a strange way, but its eyes are also extremely disgusting.

The fan is also used, why is this Feng Lanze so underwhelmed?

Since Guixu said so, how would he know if he didn't try, at most he would vomit a mouthful of blood, and now he knew that he would definitely not die.

He patted Shen Qianyu on the shoulder to signal him to put himself down.

Shen Qianyu frowned, and quickly grabbed Mo Nianhuan's hand: "What are you going to do?"

Mo Nianhuan cleared his throat, then raised his chin slightly to look at Feng Lanze: "What's wrong with Junior Sister, do you underestimate Junior Sister? Also, our Fenglin Shen family is upright and aboveboard. Take the lead."

Junior sister?Heh, he is a big brother.

In Feng Lanze's eyes, Mo Nianhuan is just a little junior sister disguised as a man, and she knows how to cling to her senior brother to support the field, with such a temper of a proud lady, but she can't stop the beauty of this face from making him palpitate , I can't stop a feeling called "love at first sight" from spreading from my heart.

"Okay, let's make a bet." Feng Lanze's eyes were stained with excitement, and he looked straight at Mo Nianhuan: "I am looking forward to competing with my junior sister at the conference. If I can lose to Junior Sister, I, Feng Lanze, promise you one condition. If Junior Sister loses to me, how about I also promise me one condition?"

Shen Wanqi's eyes sank, he raised his hand to block Mo Nianhuan behind him and said to Feng Lanze with a smile: "Young and fearless, you made Junior Brother Lanze laugh at your outrageous words, and he will not participate in this fairy gate meeting."

Shen Baiyi subconsciously stood on the other side of Mo Nianhuan.

The three brothers surrounded Mo Nianhuan tightly, and the meaning of protection was self-evident.

"How could this be talking wildly? I like people who speak wildly. It suits my appetite." Feng Lanze's eyes fell on the movements of the three Shen brothers, and the corners of his lips curled up slightly, so precious?Interesting: "It's still you Fenglin Shen family who have shrunken heads. You have come to participate in the fairy gate meeting and you have to hide and be protected by others. What are you doing here? Didn't you lose the face of your sect? What do you think?" Right, Junior Sister?"

Mo Nianhuan felt that Shen Qianyu held her hand tightly, as if warning him not to be impulsive, or as if he was worried that he would get hurt because of it.But if he wants to watch Shen Qianyu get hurt by Feng Lanze's dirty tricks, then he might as well let himself, a useless cannon fodder, get hurt. The male protagonists must promote the plot well to welcome the master.

"I promise."

Feng Lanze closed her fan with a 'snap', and looked at Mo Nianhuan with great interest: "Young junior sister is so courageous, she is really beautiful and flamboyant, and senior brother likes it very much. If I win, I will definitely choose a good day and auspicious day to go to Feng Lanze." Mrs. Linchen proposed to marry you back to Fengyu Palace."

These words made the faces of the three Shen brothers suddenly darken.

——Mo Nianhuan, this kind of person will talk about it, don't be afraid of him, show your skills, kill anyone who makes you unhappy, Xiaolong, I will help you.

——Master, Guixu will also help you.

Mo Nianhuan's lips curled into a sneering smile, as if he had been aroused with a desire to kill and protect that he didn't realize:

"If I win, you kneel down and apologize to Fenglin Chen in front of all the immortal sects, and admit that your Fengyu Palace is not as good as Fenglin Shen." Flipping your hands to hold Shen Qianyu's hand, your eyes fell on Feng Lanze Body:

"I will win."

The tone was flat, but there was a bit of indescribable arrogance.

The author has something to say:

Shen Yuanyu: Good guy, in the last life, I had so many rivals in love and they were not dead. In this life, I will continue to develop, so what is the point of having so many bodies?

Tutu touches his chin: It's to support you, if you don't come out, you'll have nothing to eat.

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感谢在2020-11-2818:06:39~2020-11-2916:29:56期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: 2 Qiushui;

Thank you to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 20 bottles of Qingfeng, one;

Awow, thanks to the cuties for the white liquid, hiccup, I'm so full.It's the end of the month, Baibaiye doesn't need to expire, let's feed the rabbits a little bit!