Vicious villains always roll over [Quick Transmigration]

Blood slipped from the corner of Ji Miao's mouth, the toxin began to spread, and the white neck began to spread black, which foreshadowed something ominous, like blooming and defeating the whole spring, falling into the snow, and the eyebrows and eyes were stained with hoarfrost.

Before Si Yanqing's eyes, it turned into rotten water and seeped into the snow.

Once the Yuhua needle is contaminated, the whole person will turn into rotten water.

Si Yanqing looked at the pile of figures, feeling a little dazed for a moment.

He succeeded, and Ji Miao died...

His eyes were a little blank, he couldn't believe that Jimiao died so easily.

But soon, joy jumped into my heart.

Even if Miao died, the Master has no apprentices, so he will definitely accept another one. As long as he behaves better in front of the Master, the Master will definitely accept him.

There was joy and madness in his eyes, and he dropped his sword.

……

Ji Miao stood on the spot, watching the man in front of him crazily muttering something to the snow under his feet.

When you look carefully, you will find that Si Yanqing's eyes are not in focus.

His eyes suddenly darkened, and he hurriedly ran up to Jimiao, holding Jimiao's leg with his small hands.

When looking at Si Yanqing, extreme disdain and indifference flashed in his eyes.

Ji Miao noticed Ya, the delicate face of a child looked a little innocent.

Ji Miao leisurely pinched Ya's face with her thumb and forefinger, and her long eyelashes made Ya ready to move.

His partner is really good-looking, but he doesn't know when he will be back to normal.

"Did you do it?"

The boy's voice was flat, but Ya could tell that if he denied it, his partner would definitely abandon him.

"I did it. Master doesn't want to know what he wants to do most in his heart?"

Ya's obedience made Jimao let go of his hand.

"Remove the illusion." Ji Miao ordered.

Even if he didn't want to, Ya dispelled Si Yanqing's illusion, but only kept a hand to amplify Si Yanqing's inner desire, and once this desire is amplified, he will become a demon on the road of cultivating immortality.

He listened to his partner very much, but his partner didn't seem to like him, and Ya was a little sad.

Ji Miao watched Si Yanqing fall on the snow, and when he looked at him, his eyes were frightened: "You..."

When Ji Miao called out the Wufang Sword, Si Yanqing came back to his senses. He had lost the sword, so he could only use spells to open the barrier.But because he had just come out of the illusion of nothingness, he was a little powerless, so he resorted to various tricks, and was broken by Ji Miao one by one.

On the vast snowy ground, the Wufang sword pointed straight at Si Yanqing's neck, and the neck was cut by the sword energy to create a small wound, and blood flowed down the skin.

Howls sounded in the open snow, and Ji Miao crippled one of his hands.

"roll."

Si Yanqing is also a disciple of Linqingzong, once he dies, it will be difficult.

Si Yanqing came back to his senses in panic, he picked up the sword, his face was pale, he swallowed bloody saliva, and faced the calm and composed Jimiao.

"Zongmen Dabi, I will definitely cut you down by the sword with my own hands."

Thin snow particles brushed over Ji Miao's thick and gaudy eyebrows, like a brush stroke in coldness.

"I am waiting."

……

The snow on Shangyang Peak became denser and denser, and even the stone steps under the eaves were covered.

It reminded him of his previous life, when Ji Miao became an outer disciple of Linqing Sect because he was a spiritual creature, and after finishing his training every day, he always went to Shangyang Peak to look for him.

He still remembered that it snowed on Shangyang Peak that year, even though the monks were not afraid of the cold, the Merman sat on the stone steps with the vast snow reflected in his eyes. After walking away for a while, he realized that thick layers of snow had fallen on the shark's shoulders.

Just listen to "A Zhuo." The two words are lingering and lingeringly called by the shark.

Strange to say, he pursued his own Dao in the last life, and his Dao heart has always been stable. Even if his Taoist companion appeared, his Dao heart never wavered.

This also made him able to ascend, only because of Wuxinmo, after ascension, for some reason, Merman's words and deeds, his posture of speaking, his voice and appearance, including when he was emotional, calling him Ah Zhuo, all these became incomparable clear.

I think about it every day, and I think about it every night. In my dreams and outside of my dreams, I am the king.

Something seemed to break out of his heart faintly.

He thought that he should like Jimiao.

After thinking this way in his heart, he immediately put down everything in his hands and went to find Jimiao.

......

Ji Miao was meditating in the room, a stone was suspended in front of him, it was the one given by Ya, a steady stream of spiritual energy drifted to him, there was only a crackling sound, and as soon as his body warmed up, he broke through.

Jindan late stage.

[Host, so what, you can change it. 】

Ji Miao lifted her thin lips: "No, I found this very useful. 』

Xiao Jiujiu is about to scold her, and Ji Miao is happy to see Xiao Jiujiu angry.

Because of the prohibition at the door, Ya could only look at his partner and the spirit vein stone helplessly, which he had originally reserved for himself to save his life, but was provoked by Ye Zhuo, and he even handed over the hole card to his partner .

The restriction imposed on him by the monk in white made him only able to maintain this form.

He lay at the door, remembering that Jimiao pointed a sword at him a few days ago, his eyes were cold, and he realized that Jimiao didn't like him, and then ignored him for a few days.

His heart seemed to be squeezed out of bitterness, and he vaguely absorbed the Weibo aura leaking from it.

"Officer groom, don't keep the bride waiting."

A pair of hands pushed Ji Miao, whose consciousness was still ignorant, forward.

"A good night is too short, and the bride looks beautiful again. One night is really not enough."

Someone made a joke, which drew a good-natured laugh.

Seven or eight pairs of big hands pushed Jimiao into the bridal chamber, and Jimiao became more conscious.

The red candles were flickering, the interior was decorated with joy, the incense was wafting, and the mist obscured the night, adding a bit of ambiguity.

Ji Miao's eyes darkened, she turned around and left.

Before he could go out, he was blocked at the door, and Ji Miao couldn't see the man's face clearly.

"Go away."

The young man said coldly, trying to frighten those people away, unexpectedly, those people were laughing, as if they couldn't see his sinking face, they pushed him back.

Ji Miao rubbed her head, the candlelight was ambiguous, and there was a person sitting quietly in the bed, judging by her posture, she couldn't tell the difference between a man and a woman.

There is a jade ruyi on the table.

The two stood in a stalemate for a long time, and Ji Miao found that his aura seemed to have disappeared, and he couldn't get out. It was like a decryption game, and he couldn't proceed without triggering something.

Ji Miao picked up Yu Ruyi on the table, and while lifting the hijab, her body was secretly on guard.

As the hijab is lifted, the face under the hijab is gradually revealed.

A pair of cold eyes were shy, and the beautiful face was covered with makeup.

It is undeniable that for the world, it is an extremely beautiful appearance.

Ji Miao's expression was complicated, and Yu Ruyi was thrown away.

Ready to jump out the window and escape.

Being dragged back by the noticed bride, both of them fell on the bed.

The bride's strength was so great that Ji Miao couldn't move, his eyes reflected Rong Ning's face.

"Miaomiao."

These two words seem to be contained in the mouth, in every possible way.

Three thousand ink hairs were spread out on the bed, the two breaths were intertwined, ambiguous.

"Ya, have you played enough?"

Ji Miao turned her face to the side, and the kiss landed next to his ear.

The bride on her body froze, and looked at Jimiao innocently: "What are you talking about, I am your wife who is married to Mingmei."

Ji Miao was looking at Ya, without the slightest obsession in his eyes: "Don't use my master's face next time, it has some credibility."

Ya looked at his partner under him, and when he heard the word "Master", his fingertips would tear the bed apart.

His face is transformed according to Ji Miao's inner preference.

He turned into Rong Ning's face, which showed that Jimiao had a preference for Rong Ning.

But Ya didn't know that Ji Miao was only familiar with Rong Ning, that's why he transformed into Rong Ning.

He laughed a little stiffly, and his dislike for the monk in white turned into ten.

He smiled innocently and dangerously: "Why Miaomiao's master can, but I can't."

"Does Miaomiao hate me that much?"

"You don't want me to approach you, Ya Mingming is very obedient, why Miaomiao still doesn't like me."

Ya Bian said that the tears came down and wet the pillow next to him. As a majestic ancient monster, he tried his best to restrain his nature and please his partner, but in the end, his partner still didn't like him.

Ji Miao looked at Ya crying against his master's face, which was a bit subtle.

"Don't cry."

Ji Miao said lightly, and Ya stopped the tears in an instant.

Ji Miao: "..."

He pushed Ya away: "Now unravel this illusion."

"This illusion cannot be solved."

"Unless Miaomiao and I double cultivate."

Ji Miao: "?"

Where is my sword?

Ya continued to explain: "Because the spirit vein has recognized me as the master, we all use the spiritual energy inside to activate another illusion of the phantom beast. This illusion will not be solved until the master's wish is fulfilled."

"Ya's longing is to have skin-to-skin contact with Miaomiao."

Ya stared straight at Jimiao, with undisguised longing in his eyes.

……

Taking advantage of his interest, Ye Zhuo came here on the moon, and he thought up his speech on the way.

I finally know why I am not reconciled. Once I understand my heart, the days of not being able to see Jimiao become difficult.

He seemed to ignore everything he did to the merman and what he did to the merman in his previous life, leaving only the good things of the merman in his mind.

There was a warm smile on the corner of his mouth, in this life, he wanted to treat Ji Miao well.

He came to Jimiao's cave, this time he didn't go in directly, and called Jimiao outside, but no one answered.

Only then did he realize that there was no restriction at the door. He was so focused that he couldn't care less, and walked in.

The boy on the bed closed his eyes, breathed peacefully, and had a faint blush on his face.

Ye Zhuo breathed a sigh of relief, and suddenly thought, according to the sensitivity of the monk, that Miao should not be still sleeping now.

In a hurry, he wanted to hold Jimiao in his arms and watch.

A white shadow was faster than him.

Jiang Jimiao is held in his arms, his black hair is tied up with a white belt, his whole body has a cold demeanor, a pair of cold and light eyes can only warm up a little when he looks at his arms.

"Master."

There was no respect in Ye Zhuo's words.

"Ah."

I don't know what Jimiao dreamed about, frowned slightly, was wiped away by the soft and cool fingertips, and said in his mouth: "Master..."

Don't use Rong Ning's face, this is Jimiao's next sentence, it's a pity that Rong Ning doesn't know.

"Well, I'm here."

The calm and gentle voice of the monk in white entered Jimiao's ears.

Ye Zhuo looked at this scene extremely dazzling, especially the young man docilely nestled in the arms of the monk in white.

"Master, apprentice remember that masters and apprentices in the world of cultivating immortals cannot fall in love."

Ye Zhuo seemed to say inadvertently.

"I know." Rong Ning glanced straight at Ye Zhuo, and stroked the hair of the man in his arms: "In the world of cultivating immortals, I am the rule."

Rong Ning lowered his eyes and looked at Jimiao intently, Ye Zhuo was almost overwhelmed by the powerful coercion of Transcending Tribulation Period.

In the mortal world, he knows what it is to like and what it is to promise with his body.

[Ding—add fifteen to the blackening value, now thirty. 】

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