Rescue the Paranoid Villain boss[Quick Transmigration]

Holding a three-foot green sharp edge, with ice and snow at the end of his eyes, he stood alone at the entrance of the hall, the wind fluttered, and the demons behind him were killed crookedly, with trembling calves standing far away.

Staring at it, but not daring to approach.

Although not all the top combat powers of the demon race gathered together, it was unavoidable that the Immortal Doctor was able to break free from the black iron cage and escape.

There is continuous wind and snow behind her, her expression is cold and unruly, as if nothing in the world can catch her eyes, just like——

It's the same as before.

But the voice was extremely gentle, icy and cold, and slowly curled the corner of his mouth: "A Luo, I heard that you are looking for a Taoist companion?"

Yao Luo was stunned for a moment, frowned and scolded a waste, then waved everyone to go away, then looked down at her, with a smile on his lips, but the smile was cold, as if admiring her pain, a flash of sharp.

"So what?"

The Immortal Doctor's body trembled slightly, let out a suppressed cough, and wiped the edge of the sword with his pale fingers. Qiu Shui's sword fell down, staining the silver snow under his feet red.

Yaoluo's heart skipped a beat for no reason, and he didn't dare to look any more, but his voice was still cold: "Even if this deity wants to choose a Taoist partner, what does it have to do with you?"

The Immortal Doctor was silent for a moment, those words were hurtful, like a blunt knife cutting open bit by bit along her neck, dripping blood in the silent place in an instant.

She walked towards the Demon Lord step by step, with the sword still in her hand, but with a silent sigh in her eyes, her hand was still trembling slightly when she walked up to the high platform with the sword in hand.

Calling her name very forbearingly and helplessly: "A Luo..."

Don't make trouble anymore, I can't stand you making trouble like this.

The Demon Lord looked at her sneeringly, watching her hand holding the sword, the magic hand of the medical fairy rejuvenated, there are always people who are willing to do their best, and it is rare to see her holding the blade.

She holds the sword beautifully, the sword is thin and sharp, moves like a frightened bird, she is not merciless in her strikes, the sword is sharp, even if it is killing people, it is still beautiful.

The last time I saw her use a knife was on the wedding night, she used the short blade to goug out her heart with her backhand, and when she did it, she stuck it to her ear to coax her, calling her in such a gentle and helpless tone, Ah fall.

The Mozun raised his head, blinked, smiled suddenly, turned his head again, and stared at her for a moment: "What? Do you want to kill me again?"

Immortal Yi suddenly tightened the sword in her hand, she was full of arrogance, as if trying to suppress her anger, she opened her eyes after a while, and her voice had calmed down again.

"No, Ah Luo, I won't hurt you again." As if she had promised, she suddenly turned around and walked towards the depths of the wind and snow. echo.

"I'm going to kill them!"

Yaoluo didn't react for a moment, and when he saw clearly where Qingyi was going, his eyes suddenly froze into a line.

That is--

The Yan Mo Palace this night is destined not to be peaceful.

Mozun had a history of liking women, and the women he recommended and others sent were mixed in a corner of Yan Mo Palace, and countless male monks who thought they could embrace beautiful women were also willing to take a dip in the muddy water.

When he was practicing in the middle of the night, he was forced to wake up from the meditation. The man came in white clothes and black hair, with a little blood on the corner of his skirt. He held a three-foot green sword and slashed open the door with a sword. Heavy snow flowed along the broken door.

Before he could react, Jian Guang had turned into thousands of phantoms and attacked.

"What's wrong?"

"Is this a sinister idea of ​​the demons? Gather us in one place and kill them?"

"who are you?"

All of a sudden, the entire Yan Mo Palace was in turmoil. The position of the Mozu in the Three Realms is already sensitive.

"The devil fell down, don't you plan to give an explanation?!"

A sharp-eyed person saw a woman in a black dress and black hair in the air not far away, and suddenly became furious and shouted angrily.

Shaking his hands behind his back, he looked down at the chaos here from a high position, and finally he could only say coldly: "I only want the strongest one."

As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked.

The Mozun lost the choice of a couple of monks, so naturally it was impossible to choose any weak hand, and the whole demon clan was under control if she got her, since they all had the guts to come here, they naturally made full preparations.

And the premise is naturally——

All eyes were focused on the woman in white in the middle of the courtyard. Cannibalism is something that should be considered later. What should be considered now is how to pull down the one who looks the strongest first.

Mozun always stayed in the distance in mid-air, watching a play as if watching an ant desperately struggling, with neither sad nor happy expression, as if nothing in this world could touch her heart.

This battle was undoubtedly tragic, with blood splattered wildly, and the whole world fell into a frenzy of spiritual power. Those who felt seriously injured and invincible could leave the field on their own. Fighting to the death.

From late night to dawn, the white snow on the ground fell one layer after another, and the blood was covered and then sprinkled and covered again. Countless people retreated, and only a few dozen people remained in the end.

Shi Qing's barley is still in it.

The spotless white clothes were already stained red with blood, the sword was blunt, and there were several cuts on his body where blood was bubbling.

——Fight to the last man.

The expression of Yaoluo was joking at first, Shi Qingyi was just a grass, a grass whose self-protection ability was worrying except for medical skills, many years ago, she had to guard the grass day and night and dare not leave it for a moment, she never thought of it It turned out that Shi Qingyi was so strong sometimes.

Even if her cultivation is not as good as her own, she is not much worse than Phoenix.

Yao Xiangcao itself is not suitable for cultivation, but she was able to overcome her natural disadvantages to such an extent.

Shaking his eyes, a trace of darkness flashed across his eyes, but he gritted his teeth and thought bitterly, as expected, he was lying to himself when he was weak and unable to take care of himself!

Shi Qingyi's face was covered with blood, and she didn't dare to wipe the blood when it was dry. Between life and death, she dared not take it lightly. The blood was blown dry on her face, her legs were so heavy that she couldn't lift them up, and her sword hand was cold. It is almost impossible to feel the existence of the sword.

He is getting weaker and weaker, even if he mobilizes all the spiritual power he has cultivated for several years and all the treasures he has collected, he is still dying uncontrollably.

But fortunately, at least, she didn't lose——

Cracked fingers trembled and clenched the long sword tightly. She tried to stand up, but her eyes were bloodshot, and the system suddenly screamed: "Host be careful! Behind you!"

In a dark place where no one knows, a snow wolf demon lying injured in the snow pulled out a wolf fang, quenched the poison and attacked quickly.

Shi Qingyi immediately wanted to hold the sword and turn around to block it, but her hands couldn't keep up with her thoughts, she was too tired and hurt too much, and the light Qiushui long sword weighed as much as a thousand catties, by the time she turned around, it was too late.

The wolf's fangs didn't penetrate her body after all, and the dark and strong demonic energy engulfed the wolf's fangs, but it was shattered into powder in a short while. The wolf demon opened his eyes wide in shock, but his eyes had completely lost their vitality.

Mozun's eyes suddenly turned cold when the long sword turned around and stabbed at it slowly. With just a little force, the sword shattered into pieces and fell into the hands of the Immortal Doctor. Without the support of the sword, Qing Yi could no longer hold it.

——Finally fell into the arms of the demon king.

Shake Luo's face was extremely pale, she had almost never seen Shi Qingyi with such a miserable appearance, such a person who didn't even want to smell a little blood, at this moment, his body was full of blood, and the wound on his back was almost visible.

A wordless anger invaded the Demon Venerable's whole body, and with just a wave of his hand, the entire world and demons were all blasted into blood foam.

"do not……"

"Don't what?" The Demon Venerable laughed angrily, "What? Are you still overthinking your own affairs even today?"

But that man seemed to have only his last breath left, and he whispered in her ear like a breath, for fear that she would forget: "Don't...forget to promise, promise me..."

It was as if a string snapped in Yaoluo's mind. Seeing her miserable appearance, she felt an unidentified anger, but he didn't know who he was angry with: "What did the deity promise?"

Shi Qingyi obviously couldn't hold it anymore, trembling all over, he could only utter the words: "You..."

Tears flowed silently, soaking through the Xuanyi in front of Mozun.

It's like accusing her, how can you go back on your word.

Yao Shi knew her too well now, she knew what she was going to say just by opening her mouth, while holding her in her arms and quickly went to the depths of Yan Mo Palace, she gritted her teeth and replied: "Didn't I learn everything from you? "

I learned from you with ulterior motives, backtracking, torturing people and killing people.

She covered her in her bosom, and did not remove her robe until the Yuli Spring. Shi Qingyi had already fallen into a coma, her body was terribly wounded, and there were still some tears on her face.

At that moment, she hated so much that she had no direction, so they all flocked to this cruel woman.

I hate her for working so hard, do you want to die, knowing that even if she loses, this position can only be hers.

When she was Qingyi, she just got hold of her!

Thinking of this, Mozun suddenly became angry, and smashed his fist hard on the side of Yuli Spring, the ancient immortal stone was shattered inch by inch, but she was protected in her arms, and she was not injured in the slightest.

She took a very slow inhalation, and the tingling pain in her heart became more and more obvious. The face of such a tough person like her was pale due to the pain.

Mozun went wrong in his cultivation and wanted to find a solution, but in fact, it was not groundless.

During this period of time, her strength has indeed been faintly unstable.

When Shi Qingyi woke up, she was in Shake Luo's arms, and the Mozun, who didn't understand poetry and book etiquette, pretended to be looking at a book in the world. It said that she didn't know much about the fact that the matchmaker was marrying her, and she frowned when she read it. wrinkle.

Shi Qingyi could feel a steady stream of spiritual power injecting from her waist, Mo Zun looked at those things impatiently with one hand, but hugged her waist tightly with the other hand.

"That's Hejiu wine." A slender pale finger tapped lightly.

As if she hadn't expected her to wake up so quickly, the demonic energy in the demon's hand shook, and the book turned into smoke and dust.

"Do you think you are worthy of these?" Mozun sneered viciously in her ear.

There was also some annoyance that was discovered and exposed on the spot.

Back then, she really didn't want to wrong her sweetheart, and she wanted to give her the best in everything. He used the thousand-year-old snow ginseng and the old monkey monster to exchange the monkey wine for the wine. The customs of the world and the customs of the fairy world were considered one by one, but now it is different. .

"This is for you."

Her voice was cold, and a marriage contract slowly appeared in her palm.

Shi Qingyi's heart shrank, her fingers on the table trembled unconsciously, and her voice seemed to be forced out of her throat.

"... slave bond."