Vicious villains always roll over [Quick Transmigration]

Ji Miao didn't see his cheap master for a few days, but the secret realm has been opened. Linqing sect disciples must register before going to the secret realm, and leave a soul lamp, which is made of blood essence. When the lamp goes out, people will die. Death.

In front of the gate of the main hall, a handsome young man held the iconic sign of Shangyang Peak and waited obediently to draw blood to make a soul lamp.

Even in the realm of comprehension, where there are so many beauties, it is rare to have such a beautiful complexion.

They inquired about his identity one after another, and when they learned that he was the new apprentice of the Venerable Master, their gazes ranged from amazement and contempt to envy and jealousy.

"It's not good to be too popular. 』

Ji Miao sighed.

Xiao Jiujiu: [Host, what about your face? 】

Under the eyes of countless people, Ji Miao left alone after taking the blood, which made those who wanted to talk to feel a little regretful.

Not long after Ji Miao left, the hall suddenly became restless.

The shadow of the sun was shaking outside, and the white-clothed monk stepped on the shadow, with a cold temperament and a fairy bone, he should be a celestial being.

The monk in charge stammered: "My lord..."

"Soul Lamp."

It was cold and flat.

The steward thought that His Majesty wanted to see the state of the soul lamps of the disciples of the Linqing Sect, and was a little moved. The No. 1 sword cultivator rumored by the outside world was not indifferent.

Don't you see that he is very concerned about the lives of Linqingzong's disciples?

The steward flicked his sleeves, and the covering barriers suddenly opened, revealing tens of thousands of soul lamps floating inside, emitting faint blue light in the dark, as if entering another world.

"Don't worry, Your Majesty, the disciples of these Soul Lamps are all fine..."

Before the steward finished speaking, one of the soul lamps floated in front of Rong Ning from among thousands of lamps.

The steward found that he actually found a bit of tenderness in the cold eyes of his lord.

See you soon.

Rong Ning carefully held the Soul Lamp in his palm and left.

The steward only thought it was unreal, and the lord who didn't leave the peak only took a soul lamp and left, he couldn't turn his head, and asked the people around him: "Whose soul lamp is the lord holding?"

The people around him probed and gave a quick answer: "That's Miao's."

Steward: "..."

……

It was barren in the eyes, and the yellow sand swept across.

For a moment, Ji Miao thought he had come to a new world. He scanned his body with his spiritual sense and found that he was not injured, so he stood up and observed the surrounding environment.

There was gloom in her beautiful eyes.

He almost died just now.

The moment he stepped into the secret realm, a wave of spiritual power came from different places and rushed towards his deathbed.

If he didn't hide quickly, he would not be dead or half disabled now.

The Xuanxu secret realm was opened, and sects of all sizes in the cultivation world sent their disciples to the secret realm.

Therefore, fish and dragons mixed together in the secret realm, killing people and seizing treasures. It is normal to die in the secret realm. If he died in this secret realm, I am afraid no one will hold him accountable.

Even Miao turned around in her mind for a few times but couldn't think of anyone who hated him so much, and wished that he died in this place and no one cared about him.

But since he didn't die, the people behind it will definitely plan again.

Ji Miao looked around, raised her foot and confidently chose a direction.

[Host, there is an eighth-level monster ahead. 】

Xiao Jiujiu kindly reminded.

Ji Miao calmly withdrew her foot and changed direction.

[Host, there are level ten monsters in the swamp ahead. 】

Xiao Jiujiu couldn't stand it anymore, it had never seen a host with such a poor sense of direction.I really don't know how its host can live so big.

[Host, go southeast of you. 】

There was a smile on the corner of Ji Miao's mouth, and he narrowed his eyes and looked into the distance.

"What's there. 』

[No Phase Cave. 】

Ji Miao's eyes were full of enthusiasm, and he remembered that there was the protagonist's biggest golden finger in it.

In the plot, the protagonist gets his first golden finger in the Wuxiang Cave-it is said that he can spy on the hearts of all monks.

Ye Zhuo relied on this to predict certain things.

With Xiao Jiujiu's navigation, he didn't encounter any monsters along the way in a secret place that others thought was terrifying and dangerous.

Even Miao walked smoothly along the way, picking up the rare animals along the way.

呲味——

A subtle voice came from the ear, which seemed very abrupt in the silent place.

"Xiao Jiujiu, what happened. 』

[Host... There is a bug in the system headquarters. 】

Xiao Jiujiu's voice became very weird, with the sound of electric current.

"Go ahead. 』That is, it doesn't matter to Miao.

[Because the system is not around, the tasker is not allowed to act without authorization, so the main system ordered the tasker to be sent back, and the host can only act after the system is maintained. 】

"So you mean. ”Jie Miao put his hands in his pockets, his eyes were full of darkness: “There is no need to do tasks in this world? 』

【Yes. 】

"How do you calculate the points? 』

[All are allocated by the main system. 】

After Xiao Jiujiu finished speaking, the surroundings became dizzy, that is, Miao's five senses became clear, and a suction pulled him in a certain direction.

……

The monk in white was sitting beside the bed with his eyes closed. A soul lamp was floating in his arms. The soul lamp was wrapped in a layer of barrier, which was an enchantment that monks below the tribulation stage could not penetrate.

The soul lamp suddenly seemed to be destroyed by something, and the blue light became dim.

The moment the lamp became slightly darker, the monk in white immediately opened his eyes, his eyes were clear, and a steady stream of spirit flowed towards the soul lamp, and the soul lamp slowly recovered.

His light eyes revealed a bit of anxiety.

He pinched a spell and disappeared in place.

……

clap clap-

Someone turned on the faucet, and then the sound of running water stopped.

blah blah blah-

The slippers stepped on the floor, as if hitting the eardrums, the door was pushed open slightly, the man slowed down, the shoes rubbed against the floor, and his side sank.

A warm hand stroked his cheek, and a low and pleasant voice came from his ear, like a feather, gently brushing against his ear.

"Miaomiao..."

The young man with a stunning face slowly opened his eyes, took a look, and uttered a word from Yan Hong's mouth: "Get lost."

The man was a little overwhelmed: "The meal is ready, remember to eat, I won't disturb you."

Hearing the man close the door, Ji Miao got up and ruffled her hair

"Xiao Jiujiu? 』

No one in his mind answered him.

Ji Miao looked at the familiar environment around him, and he returned to his original world.

Thinking of the bad things he did before he became a tasker, Ji Miao wished he could drive away the man at the door.

He walked out the door, and the man was still in the kitchen cleaning up the stains from cooking.

Ji Miao didn't even look at the man, she just put on her shoes and went out.

He hailed a taxi and gave an address.

It was getting dark and the car arrived soon. He got out of the car quickly and was stopped by the taxi driver.

Ji Miao raised her lips and gave him the man's phone number, her beautiful thin lips opened and closed: "You go to him for this, and he will pay you ten times."

After dismissing the driver, Ji Miao looked at the intricate old-fashioned neighborhood with long eyes.

He walked slowly, and when his beautiful straight feet were raised, his trouser legs would go up a little, revealing his fair ankles, he skipped puddles skillfully, and went upstairs around corners, his road-crazyness disappeared here.

Immediately Miao pushed open the door that was not closed.

"Miaomiao, you're back."

An old voice came from behind.

Ji Miao's body froze, and he slowly turned his head, his eyes burned with an old face.

He seemed to be frozen, seeing the old man coming in and out, muttering and complaining: "What you said last time... I can't find it."

Every word is caring.

"Miaomiao, how long will you stay this time?"

Ji Miao didn't answer and just watched quietly for 10 minutes, seeing that the old man would hold on to the door frame when bending over, he knew it was because of her back problem.

The old man was very thin, with blue veins in his arms when he exerted himself, and his thin wrists were hidden in his loose clothes.

He is like watching a moving film.

The scene in front of him suddenly shattered, the old man turned his head back, as if he wanted to ask him something, it became a piece, and his hand tightened slightly.

It seems to go out of time and return to time again.

The scene changes again.

He was in a dense forest, he fell to the ground, his body was covered with blood, a cold light exploded, and Ji Miao turned sideways to dodge, and the sword almost stabbed him.

Ji Miao raised her eyes, Ye Zhuo's face was imprinted in her eyes.

"Ji Miao, you are guilty."

"What's wrong with me." Ji Miao sneered: "Stupid, use this illusion to scare me."

Ji Miao called out the Wufang Sword, which split open.

This illusion is also a stupid thing, using the things and people that the original owner fears most to confuse him.

In Wuxiang Cave, there is a phantom beast that calls out the person or thing that is most hated in the heart, or the person that is missed the most, or the thing that is most feared.

Ji Miao retracted the sword, the ground shook a little, and a wooden house came into view, and there was a peach blossom tree outside the house, the peach blossoms had all bloomed on the branches, shining like haze.

Feng Lingling missed his eyebrows and eyes, and for a while, Ji Miao couldn't tell whether he had come out or not.

There is no one around, and it is as quiet as if it is far away from the hustle and bustle of the world.

"It would be foolish to indulge me with such a comfortable life..."

Looking at the peach blossoms in full bloom at the door, Ji Miao muttered.

He was patient, waiting for the illusion to make a big move.

It's here, and Miao's eyes are full of interest, wanting to see who is looking for abuse again.

The man was dressed in white, not stained with dust, with clear eyebrows and eyes, and as he approached, there was a bit of weirdness in Ji Miao's eyes.

Rong Ning.

Ji Miao doesn't think he is obsessed with anyone other than the protagonist.

"Are you hurt?"

The white-clothed monk's voice was a little warm.

"No, thank you Master for your concern."

Ji Miao carefully observed Rong Ning's expression, her tone was a bit calm.

It's so similar, not only the appearance, demeanor, and voice, there is no difference from Yuan Rongning.

"Ah."

The monk in white didn't say much, and walked up to Jimiao.

Ji Miao's face was calm, with a bit of vigilance.

The slender and beautiful hand touched his face, from the brow bone to the chin, and then swept it with his spiritual sense, and he breathed a sigh of relief: "No injury."

The monk in white paused, but followed his heart.

Ji Miao didn't react, she was caught off guard by a kiss, and her whole body was surrounded by a faint fragrance.

"Promise with your body."

Jimiao: "???"

He was a little annoyed, this phantom beast not only treated him lightly, but also played with him.

I don't know if it's because of my mood swings, but the peach tree and the wooden house gradually disappeared, like ripples on the surface of water that has been touched, swaying into the distance.

Again?

Looking at Rong Ning beside him.

Ji Miao laughed back out of breath, and the handsome young man smiled, like thousands of flowers unfolding, and said ambiguously: "Master, it's not like this or that if I agree with my body."

"That's how."

Rong Ning's pupils were somewhat confused and doubtful.

"Using the sky as a quilt and the ground as a mat, if it's a mortal couple, the bridal chamber will probably be turned into red waves, babbling..."

One obscene word came out of Ji Miao's mouth.

"You and I are probably the former."

Xiao Jiujiu: Listen, what kind of tiger and wolf is this.

Xiao Jiujiu saw that her host came out with a mouth full of words, she wanted to jump out, and blocked her host's mouth, but because of the presence of that person, she didn't dare to come out.

The young man suddenly approached, taking advantage of Rong Ning's loss of consciousness, he tore off his hair tie. The three thousand hairs were like a waterfall, making the young man indistinguishable from male and female, with a menacing look, and a pair of peach blossom eyes full of affection.

Ji Miao wrapped the hair band around Rong Ning's hand, and met the astonished eyes of the monk in white.

He is half a head shorter than Rong Ning, and he easily pulled out Rong Ning's white jade hairpin.

Press Rong Ning against the wall.

Rong Ning looked at the young man in front of him, his jade-white ears were stained a little red due to his movements, he wanted to touch them a little bit.

Too bad your hands are tied.

The young man stretched out his hand, and casually let out words from his thin red lips: "Today, I will teach you what to promise with your body."

When Ji Miao realized that he couldn't take off his clothes, he pursed his lips tightly, and annoyed and rudely tore off the white robe of his predecessor, exposing a piece of delicate porcelain-like skin.

He tugged Rong Ning's long crow-blue hair that was hanging by his side, forcing the monk in white to raise his head, revealing his slender and beautiful neck.

Ji Miao exerted spiritual power on the hairpin, aiming at the monk's neck.

"You now……"

Either let me go, or be caught by me and I will teach you what life is worse than death.

"Respect... Your Majesty?"

Several exclamations came from behind.

That is Miao:? ? ?

The author has something to say:

Ji Miao: I am not mistaken.

Xiao Jiujiu (serious): Host, I didn't expect you to be such a person.

Author (dog head): Bao, what you taught today will be returned to you later.

That is Miao:? ? ?

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