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

Yin Shaoqing has always thought that she is a good person, a very Buddhist, very kind person.

Although the fat civet cat refuted it many times, since the drunk person never admits that he is drunk, it has nothing to do with the host.

"I'm a gentle person, and I don't like to solve things violently." Yin Shaoqing picked up a lit sandalwood, and blew it lightly, the green smoke rose straight up, and the fragrance filled the air.

The long-lasting fragrance of peach blossoms in the bright and clean Kuixing Pavilion has been suppressed a lot.

Yin Shaoqing's red lips curled slightly, and with a flick of a finger, the unlit end of the sandalwood stick was inserted into Shui Wei's arm, which was nailed to the pillar and could not move.

"Hmm!" With a muffled snort, the bean-sized beads of sweat on Shuiwei's forehead slid down and hit the ground, leaving a patch of wetness.

It was very similar to that day when Yun Qianxue's sweat beaded on the stones by the lake.

No no no no.

Yin Shaoqing raised the hand that held the sword all the year round, and twisted it with calloused fingertips.

It was too far away, she pursed her lips for a moment, and looked expressionlessly at the woman in front of her who was in a state of distress and whose limbs were covered with burning incense.

Her sweat was so ugly.

"I tolerated you twelve times, what do you think?"

Yin Shaoqing didn't stop Shuiwei's mouth, she allowed Shuiwei to answer.

"Because you are afraid of me! You are a coward, you dare not even draw your sword, you are not worthy of being a sword repairer! You are even less worthy of being the master of the Zhoutian Pavilion!"

Shui Wei struggled to raise her head and spat, her ferocious face and rapidly heaving chest were expressing her anger.

Seeing the red-eyed eyes of this brainless subordinate, Yin Shaoqing felt ugly.

Simply put, the sandalwood and green smoke on her body are very beautiful, and generally speaking, it is passable.

Shui Wei's body kept trembling and convulsing, the first few sticks of incense that were inserted into her arms had burned to her flesh, the continuous stinging pain made life worse than death.

Her reaction did not escape Yin Shaoqing's eyes.

With the hem of her clothes lightly lifted, Yin Shaoqing turned around and sat across from Shuiwei, drank tea leisurely, admiring Shuiwei's miserable state.

It hurts, it hurts!

With his cultivation suppressed, Shui Wei is now unable to break free from the shackles.

Besides, even though she is a sword cultivator, she hasn't gone through the path of Tianlei forging her body.She has a good master, who is always protected by high-level magical artifacts during catastrophe, and usually has elixir to cleanse her body. Her tyrannical body did not suffer much after training.

In addition, every time Yin Shaoqing hit her, it was in Kuixing Pavilion. Marriage Dream said that a kind of pain-relieving incense was burning in Kuixing Pavilion all year round.

Not only can it relieve physical pain, but more importantly, it can treat spiritual pain.

But now, Shui Wei doubts that the alluring woman is lying to her, she is obviously in pain now!

With a pale face, Shui Wei exhausted all her strength to keep herself from screaming.

She roared angrily, "Kill me if you have the ability!"

"Heh..." Yin Shaoqing laughed lightly when she heard the words.

This is just the most common burning incense, but she, a dignified Jindan swordsman who is screaming and screaming, can't even support this.

Yin Shaoqing smiled and said to herself: "When the Zhoutian Pavilion was first built, a mortal prostitute came to me with a dying Jianji swordsman on his back, begging me to save that swordsman."

Just a joke, Yin Shaoqing hadn't passed through at that time, and the original soul in this body was still there.

How could an evil spirit crawling out of Beiyuan save people?

She just kills.

"So I told her that as long as she can ignite 360 ​​sticks of sandalwood and incense my long-lasting, moldy house, I will save that sword repairman."

Yin Shaoqing picked up the remaining forty sandalwood sticks on the table, lit them, and shook the flames out, "But I hate incense burners, so guess what?"

When she turned her head, not even a single ray of light could penetrate into her dark eyes, like the thick darkness at the bottom of Beiyuan, where demon energy surged and dry bones grew.

Shui Wei's limbs became stiff immediately, and he was sweating profusely, and he couldn't even feel the pain on his body.I just felt the maliciousness in those eyes piercing her soul like a sharp blade, death and suffocation, like sea water engulfing her.

Powerless to struggle, nowhere to survive.

One by one sandalwood was turned on Yin Shaoqing Su Bai's fingertips, 334 sticks were stuck on Shui Wei's shoulder.

Pushing the flesh straight, Yin Shaoqing even felt a dull sound.

Hmm...she frowned, she seemed to have stabbed the bone, but luckily the fragrance didn't break.

Shui Wei was already numb from the pain, wishing she could pass out immediately.

But that demon would only wake her up with new sandalwood when she was about to pass out. She was an evil ghost, a Beiyuan monster in human skin!

"Shake lightly, the incense ash is scattered everywhere, tsk..." Yin Shaoqing took a step back in disgust, avoiding the annoying incense ash.

Even though the soul has changed to another person, this body still hates the incense burner and incense ash.

There is no way to survive, there is no way to die, the water is like a waterfall of sweat, the pupils are slack, and the once high head is drooping, and there is an undetectable trembling sound.

"So what happened to that man?"

"Huh?" The hands of inserting the incense kept on, but Yin Shaoqing answered Shui Wei's words kindly and happily.

"Don't you know? Of course I used my body as an incense burner, inserted 360 sticks of incense into my limbs, and stood in this Kuixing Pavilion for three days and three nights."

Kuixing Pavilion?

The slightly slack pupils suddenly condensed, and she turned her head suddenly, ignoring the pain on her body, and opened her eyes wide and asked: "It really is you who killed Pan Meng!"

She struggled like crazy, "I'm going to kill you!"

Pan Meng is Pan Yang's older sister.Back then, Shui Wei was hunted down by his enemies when he went out, and he lost his eyesight. He narrowly escaped death.Fortunately, Pan Meng sacrificed his life to save Shuiwei, and Shuiwei escaped unharmed.

But when Shui Wei woke up from serious injuries, Pan Meng had disappeared.Only Pan Yang stayed by her side and told her that his sister had passed away.

Although there was no evidence, Pan Yang told her that his sister Pan Meng was killed by Yin Shaoqing, so she endured the humiliation and became a sect master of Zhou Tian Pavilion in order to find a chance to avenge Pan Meng.

Originally, she had persuaded her distracted Sword Master Li Yingwai to kill Yin Shaoqing not long ago, but who would have thought that Pan Yang would be dragged to Zhou Tian Pavilion by Yin Shaoqing.

What's even more disgusting is that Yin Shaoqing actually fell in love with Pan Yang.

How could such a poisonous woman defile Pan Meng's younger brother!

In a fit of rage, Shui Wei advances his plan to assassinate Yin Shaoqing, but because of his powerlessness, he ends up in this situation.

It's just that she didn't expect that Yin Shaoqing not only killed Pan Meng, but also used such a cruel method!How could a girl as weak as Pan Meng survive the torture that even she couldn't stand?

I have to say that this Shuiwei is stupid, but he is quite able to excuse himself.

With a stick of sandalwood between her fingertips, Yin Shaoqing pierced Shui Wei's collarbone viciously, and sneered amidst her painful moans: "I not only killed her, I also refined her living soul and made her my puppet." !"

Something so stupid that even his own savior can admit his mistake.

How can such an idiot match her dream of marriage?

The impatient Yin Shaoqing waved his hand, and the remaining ten sandalwood sticks shot out in unison, penetrated Shui Wei's limbs, and inserted into the wooden pillar of the top beam.

The puppets guarding outside the Kuixing Pavilion sensed the master's call and entered the door with sandalwood in their hands. For the next three days, the fragrance on Shuiwei's body could not be broken.

That mortal woman suffered so much back then, and she wanted to let Shuiwei taste it one by one.

Yin Shaoqing's slender and tall back went away, the puppets blocking the door closed all the doors and windows, Shui Wei opened his heavy eyes with effort.

Vaguely looking at the beam of light that was gradually shutting out the door, it was clearly the warmest place in Zhoutian Pavilion, where it was always like spring all year round, but at this moment it was like [-] floors of hell, the torture was unbearable, and no one came to rescue her.

Suddenly, that alluring figure came to mind.

Shui Wei was thinking, why didn't Marriage Dream come to help her?Doesn't that woman like her?Didn't expect it to be so cheap!

But let her mind wander, and she will not know the dream of marrying.

Now she is a majestic golden elixir master, and she is being held down on the bed by a little trash girl to strip her clothes!

"Let go! If you don't let go, I'm going to beat you!" Yumeng's always seductive face turned red, and the tips of her ears were bleeding red!

"I won't let you go!" After getting along for so long, Yun Qianxue knew that Marriage Dream and Yin Shaoqing had the same virtues, but they were both hard-spoken and soft-hearted.

She sat on the edge of the bed, tugged on the sleeve of the wedding dream and said, "Unless you tell me how this injury came about."

Having discovered Yin Shaoqing's little secret before, she was immersed in her own thoughts and was somewhat happy, but unexpectedly, Yan Meng suddenly yelled in her ear, so frightened that she waved her hand and lifted the collar of Yan Meng's high collar.

Then the hideous round scars that spread all over the shoulders and collarbone, and even went deep into the clothes, were imprinted in Yun Qianxue's eyes.

Yun Qianxue had long regarded her dream of marriage as a friend, and when she saw this, she grabbed her clothes and asked her in disbelief.

If the marriage dream is sad or difficult to talk about, that's all.But she didn't say anything when she wanted to say it, and she said "If you have the ability, you can take a look~" on her face, which made Yun Qianxue angry.

Back then, Yun Qianxue was also a mischievous and lively girl who fought with her cousins.

With the excitement of her marriage dream, the childishness buried in her heart that had never seen the light of day unexpectedly came out just like this.

"Clatter clatter!" The chains of Heavenly Dao French shook like crazy, and the blood-red formation roared.

Yin Shaoqing frowned, and appeared outside Lianhewu in a flash.What happened, why did Yun Qianxue look so shocked?

"Go down! Don't take off my clothes!"

"You take it off directly, and still use me to pick it?"

Yin Shaoqing: "..."

"Boom!!!" Not to mention the gate, even the entire Lianhewu was shattered by Yin Shaoqing's palm!

The black-clothed devil's long hair was flying, and he loomed in the mess, flying sand and rocks, like a human evil ghost against the light.

"What, what, what are you doing──" He gritted his teeth and grinded out a few words.

Behind Yin Shaoqing, the entire Xinghu Lake boiled like a boil, dark clouds covered the sun, and there was a vision of heaven and earth!

The married dream lying on the bed and covering his face with his sleeves was as white as paper, stiff as a corpse, wishing he could just close his eyes and die.

And Yun Qianxue, who was sitting by the bed and tugged at her sleeve, tilted her head, as if she didn't see the terrifying lightning strike, she even bent her lips not afraid of death and said, "Do you want to come together?"

Yin Shaoqing: "...?"

Marriage dream: "!!!"

Sister, you are afraid that I will not die fast enough! !

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感谢在2021-03-2901：43：23～2021-03-3023：43：29期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦～

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 5 bottles of plant ash; 4 bottles of autumn maple;

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