Dressed as the villain's rival of the abusive heroine [Quick Transmigration]

"Beautiful people, good wine, beautiful scenery on a good day."

Pan Yang let out a long sigh of relief after drinking the fine wine in the cup in one gulp.

"Haha... this is the life that gods should live!"

"Please pay attention, Yun Qianxue is detected nearby, please bring Yun Qianxue back in time." The cold mechanical sound interrupted Pan Yang's complacency very blankly.

He instantly lowered his face and snorted coldly: "I'm not going, a trash woman, she deserves me to look for it?"

"Yun Qianxue is the core of the world. I repeat, the core of the world possesses great luck. Destiny's Son should capture the core of the world in time."

The mechanical voice relentlessly dissuaded Pan Yang.

However, Pan Yang was only concerned about his hard-to-find No. [-] beauty in the flower shop.

Too lazy to listen to the mechanical sound, he simply blocked it unilaterally.

With a thousand gold in his hands, he arrogantly yelled at the servant waiting outside the door: "Go and invite you Fairy Qinglian to come up! I want to take a good look at this little lady today~"

The lustful, lustful eyes and the blunt, obscene words forcibly ruined his original warm demeanor, and even his handsome face became hateful.

The little slaves who had benefited happily ran down to invite their oiran.

Yin Shaoqing, who was watching the excitement from the sidelines, rubbed the fat civet cat on his shoulder, and sneered: "Is this thing worthy of respect?"

These days, the word "Zun" is something that a mere Jindan can call himself?

A gust of fragrant wind came, and the graceful and clean Fairy Qinglian passed by the window of the two-room pavilion, Yin Shaoqing frowned and turned her head.

The smell is pungent enough.

She raised her eyes and asked the silent people on the side: "You, senior brother, are so at ease."

Yun Qianxue's face was pale, her sea of ​​consciousness was twisted like a knife, and her hands hidden in her sleeves were tightly clenched.

The nail pierced the palm and penetrated into the flesh.

Where is the energy to answer her words.

In this heart-piercing pain, she was able to stay awake and not let herself rush out to find Pan Yang.

Yin Shaoqing stared at Yun Qianxue, who was clearly out of shape, and then unconsciously clenched her slender white hand covered by a long sleeve.

Wait, let Yun Qianxue take a look at Pan Yang's evil deeds.

Only in this way can Yun Qianxue's soul break through the shackles of the Heavenly Dao spell and wake up.

Although she couldn't break free, at least her soul could open her eyes and see the darkness around her.

It hurts so much!

Her spirit seemed to be torn apart, while pulling her towards Pan Yang, she would rather be smashed to pieces than leave the peach blossom fragrance by her side.

"Pfft—" A mouthful of blood forcefully vomited out of Yun Qianxue's throat, and large drops of sweat flowed down from her forehead and temples!

Yun Qianxue stretched out her convulsive left hand tremblingly towards the brocade dress with black gold leaf pattern, she wanted to grab it but dared not touch it.

"Hello!" Yin Shaoqing's complexion changed drastically, she grabbed Yun Qianxue's left hand, and pulled her into her arms by the waist.

Blood poured out of Yun Qianxue's mouth uncontrollably, preventing her from speaking.

His clear and clear eyes were filled with bloodshot eyes, filled with thousands of prayers.

Without hesitation, Yin Shaoqing wrapped Yun Qianxue in her precious brocade clothes, stepped on the formations, and one after another teleportation formations flew out of the sky, thousands of miles away in an instant.

In the Tiangang Cave of Lingyun Peak, there is a cold pond spirit jade that is about to be enlightened, which can stabilize the spirit and shape the soul. This was prepared by Yin Shaoqing early in the morning.

After leaving the vicinity of Pan Yang, the tearing pain gradually subsided, and Yun Qianxue was finally able to pass out deeply.

Yin Shaoqing put the person on the spirit jade, took out a silk handkerchief and wiped the dirt on Yun Qianxue's face.

The solemn look made the fat civet cat dare not speak.

The host is angry, seriously angry.

Yin Shaoqing straightened Li Yun Qianxue's messy hair on her temples, and pressed down her tight lips.

She is in such a hurry.

Forgot to consider Yun Qianxue's body, which has neither spiritual root nor golden core.

It's because she didn't think carefully and acted improperly.

The Mozun's annoyance could not reach Yun Qianxue's ears, let alone enter her sea of ​​consciousness.

Yun Qianxue had already fallen into a nightmare.

Pan Yang, mother, father, Shimen sisters and brothers, those who knew her and those who didn't, all pointed at her nose and cursed her.

"Junior Sister, without that spirit sword, I would lose, but I wouldn't die, right? Even if Senior Brother is cruel and unreasonable, he will never kill me."

"Junior Sister, you actually helped that trash Pan Yang get the Jiling Sword to deal with me?! I have loved you for nothing for so many years, and you are just an unfamiliar white-eyed wolf! Get out of here! Don't let me see you again!"

"Nizi, what does it look like to live and die for a man? Get the hell out of here and get punished!"

"Sister, Pan Lang and I are really in love. Please, please leave him, okay? You are so capable, you can live without him, but I am an ordinary girl, how can I live without him... ... woo..."

"Sister, for the sake of Chief Pan and I's secret, please take this elixir for losing your voice, okay? I won't hurt you, let alone I know that sister, you have a strict mouth, but what if... what if you say Leaked, wouldn't everyone know that Pan Yang and I slept together on purpose?"

"This saint, miss, please let go of your spirit, please, I am with Mr. Pan. But I am just a little foundation-building female cultivator with a small martial art. How can I rob your fiancé? What if the miss Your father knows that I will die. Miss, I beg you to die for my life, okay?"

"Hey, look at this trash, the spirit root is gone, and the golden core is gone. Sisters, why do you think this kind of thing stays with Mr. Pan?"

"Jiao'er, don't say that, Junior Sister... Junior Sister, she didn't do it on purpose."

"Hey, she's a good-for-nothing, she deserves to be in the Wanyang faction?"

"That woman is so disgusting. She has no use at all and is still pestering Senior Brother Pan desperately. She can't even get rid of her."

"That's right, if it were me, I would have been ashamed and smashed to death!"

"Tsk tsk, it's true that there are mothers, but no mothers! Slut, female cousin!"

"How could I give birth to such a shameless daughter like you! I told you not to cry, not to cry!"

Those familiar faces were ferocious, like ghosts screaming, roaring and mocking in Yun Qianxue's ear!

"No..." Yun Qianxue fell to her knees in vain, trying to hug herself, but found that she was pinned to the ground by chains and iron hooks, unable to move or escape.

Her wide almond eyes began to loosen and hollow.

Yes, she has been kneeling all the time, she should be kneeling... She can't stand up, and she shouldn't stand up...

"cough……"

Another mouthful of blood was spat out, staining Yin Shaoqing's hand.

The blood met Shang's slender white hands, the red was dazzling, and Yin Shaoqing's eyes hurt.

Regardless of the dirt on her hands, she just wiped the blood from Yun Qianxue's mouth.

The entire piece of silk handkerchief was soon soaked, but Yun Qianxue kept closing her eyes, babbling, struggling, vomiting blood.

The awakening of Yun Qianxue's soul will definitely stimulate the operation of the Heavenly Dao spell. At that time, if Yin Shaoqing's distraction stays in her sea of ​​consciousness, it will only harm her.

But now Yin Shaoqing can't wait to tear off that curse and split that chain!

With their foreheads touching, Yun Qianxue's blood stained Yin Shaoqing's clean and fair face, chin, and even the tear mole under her eyes.

Blood left traces, like tears.

"There are no useless people in the Zhoutian Pavilion. Either I stand up with my bones broken, or I lose my soul and die."

Qingyue's voice was like lightning strikes from the sky, deafening!

Yun Qianxue's closed eyes suddenly opened!

The light of the sky broke through the clouds, and the stars opened up the thick darkness, letting out the fireflies of the Milky Way.

At the other end, where the river is crossing, and there is no embankment and no bridge, there is a person standing alone against thousands of winds.

Dressed in black as night, but more dazzling than dawn.

The scorching light hurt Yun Qianxue's eyes, and she struggled involuntarily to go to that person's side.

The black iron penetrating through the lute bone scratches and grinds the bone, and the sharp thorn pierced into the heart goes deeper and deeper.

After struggling, blood splashed on Yun Qianxue's face, and tears fell from the bottom of her eyes like blood.

The torture from the soul and body was a thousand times more painful than the physical pain, but at this moment Yun Qianxue didn't seem to feel any pain.

His soul was shaking like chaff in pain, and he wanted to struggle like crazy, even if he tore himself apart.

As long as you can stand up, as long as you can stand up!

"Stop." Ruo Ruo sighed.

Yin Shaoqing overcame the blockade of the heavenly spell, and endured the severe pain of bone and spirit from the wind of heaven, and came to this weak little lunatic.

With slender and cold fingers, he gently wiped away the blood and tears from Yun Qianxue's eyes, and swiped the blood on half of her face.

"It hurts, take your time."

It was her lack of consideration and eagerness for quick success that made Yun Qianxue suffer so much.

Yun Qianxue stopped, she tilted her head.

Like spring flowers blooming and summer rain falling on the eaves.

Yin Shaoqing has seen the most beautiful cold lotus in full bloom.

The rare and fleeting Utan is as light as the proud but not lonely plum blossom, as beautiful as the heavenly fragrant peony, and as beautiful as Yu Fang who never falls.

It bloomed in the silent darkness, in the thick blood, on Yun Qianxue's lips, it was the trembling smile mark that could be called embarrassing and ugly, unable to show.

Yun Qianxue half-raised her face, leaning weakly towards Yin Shaoqing's palm, leaning there, resting for a while.

The Heavenly Dao spell is ending, and the two meteorite hooks are growing in an attempt to form an iron ring.

She needs to gather her strength to completely break free from these two obstacles.

"Let's stop here, it won't be too late to break free after I reshape the golden core for you and improve your soul power."

These words seemed to be kicked out by a fat civet cat, which was something Yin Shaoqing couldn't even dream of, she would blurt out compromise words.

Yun Qianxue smiled.

She asked this person with a hoarse voice, and she asked the person who seemed to be in more pain than her, but couldn't hide the emotion in her eyes.

"Senior, do you know what I thought of?"

"what?"

Yun Qianxue was not disappointed by Yin Shaoqing's confusion, on the contrary, her smile became more and more beautiful.

She thought of the amorous fragrance of peach blossoms blowing in secretly, of the messy cloth belt, of the tasteless pill that was rejected by the dream of marriage, and of this man's duplicity.

Thinking of that deafening warning, and... the majestic Demon Lord, the majestic Lord of the [-] Gates of Zhou Tiange, the woman holding the Tiangang command to the Beiyuan group of demons.

How can you give in so easily~

"I thought..." Yun Qianxue pressed her cheek softly against Yin Shaoqing's palm, rubbing against her like a deer, looked directly at her and said slowly, "When people are in pain, they always want comfort."

"..."

Yin Shaoqing was speechless and somewhat at a loss.

She... really can't comfort people.

Seeing Yin Shaoqing's embarrassment, Yun Qianxue raised her eyebrows in a good mood, and said with a smile: "Then let's owe it first."

After all, the fragrance of Qingxue hit, and the black iron chain suddenly rang!

The bones shattered, the sound of flesh and blood tearing was like thunder, and the iron hook fell with blood.

The rain of blood fell on Yin Shaoqing's hand before she could take it back. It was hot, burning, with a sharp edge, and it was branded fiercely on it!

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Ps: "There are no useless people in the Zhoutian Pavilion. Either I stand up with my bones broken, or I lose my soul and die."

This sentence was made up by Xiao Axue herself, because Yin Shaoqing came, she didn't want to be seen kneeling, she wanted to stand up and stay by her side.So when Yin Shaoqing compromised, she didn't compromise.

…………感谢在2021-04-0223：37：51～2021-04-0421：52：21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 of irrigation nutrient solution: 10 bottles of wuhu and Sishen;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!