Vicious villains always roll over [Quick Transmigration]

Bubbles rise slowly and break into a transparent.

The white band of the hair fluttered in the water, and the friar in white seemed to lie on a bridge of cold snow between his brows, and his misty eyes were mixed with some obscure emotions.

His lips firmly covered the lips of the person below him, tightly fitting and extremely lingering.

The river is very deep, and Ji Miao never thought that Rong Ning would jump down without hesitation.

Ruyu's hand covered his eyes, his senses were magnified, the friar in white tore off his clothes, the kisses were dense, leaving his lips all the way to the collarbone to bite, and then the cinnabar turned red like blood.

"Miaomiao... don't be mad at me..."

His eyes were lonely and sad.

"I will be uncomfortable..."

Ji Miao was kissed thoroughly by Rong Ning in the water, and the cultivator in white made rapid progress.

Fortunately, the two are not ordinary people.

When the lips of the two were separated, Ji Miao closed Rong Ning's jade-like chin, his eyes were dark, the corners of his mouth were slightly curved, the dark mist was lifted, and they communicated with their spiritual sense: "Master, you can't do without your apprentice!" gone?"

"If the apprentice leaves one day, what will the master do?"

"In the past, I would have looked at Miaomiao."

Rong Ning's clear eyes turned into a pool of spring water because of Jimiao's softness, and he wrapped his fingers around the young man's fingers, interlocking his fingers, and replied.

"I gave Miaomiao a chance."

Now he couldn't stand his Miaomiao leaving anymore.

Ji Miao smiled: "Master, why is he so serious, I'm just testing it out."

He also seemed to find it funny, and buried his smile into Rong Ning's jade-like neck.

Eyelids drooped, there was no hint of a smile inside.

This has to be discussed in the long run.

There were hurried footsteps on the surface of the water and the woman shouted loudly: "Go and save people! You bunch of trash, even if you are so big, you don't want to send a few people down!"

Ji Miao raised her eyes, the words in her eyes shining brightly: Your peach blossom!

The monk in white rubbed the boy's long hair, his fingers seemed to be transparent under the water, and then smiled: "Hey, let's go."

A cultivator in the Transcending Tribulation Stage can regard the space as nothing. He tore open the space, stepped in, and changed to a new place in a blink of an eye.

The surrounding trees are verdant and straight, and there are many mountains.

The spiritual power circulated in Ji Miao's body, and when he found that the person in his arms was not injured, his cold eyes relaxed.

After pinching a trick with his fingers, a layer of shimmering light covered Jimiao's body, which was imperceptible.

Ji Miao regained her human form, the boy's clothes were torn, and the delicate skin leaked out from inside, the irresistible spring color made Rong Ning's ears burn.

He took out the clothes from the storage bag, the material of which was exactly the same as his, and put them on for Jimiao carefully.

Suddenly his eyes froze.

Ji Miao's eyes went dark, his eyes were covered, and he was pulled into a warm embrace, surrounded by cold fragrance.

Around Rong Ning, there are many black phantoms, they flicker and fluctuate from time to time, and when they come into contact with the vegetation, the vegetation quickly evaporates.

He tried to defeat the black shadow with spiritual power, and then the black shadow reunited and kept approaching him.

Ji Miao didn't understand what happened, but the atmosphere around him was a bit ominous, which made his heart beat fast, and he wanted to pull Rong Ning's hand away, but was stopped.

The friar in white closed his eyes halfway, and coaxed: "Hey, it will be over in a while, Miaomiao sleeps for a while."

He didn't want his Miaomiao to face these dirty things, his Miaomiao should live in a bright place forever.

He used some spiritual power to put the boy in his arms into a deep sleep.

Ji Miao: ...Wait, I will take my revenge back.

Rong Ning called out Hanguang, the ancient sword weapon Hanguang, the head of the divine sword, has extremely pure aura, without the master's command, the sword spirit will automatically swing towards the black shadow, so fast that it can't be seen.

As soon as those black shadows came into contact with Hanguang, they immediately made a sound like a carbon fire being extinguished.

After a while, Han Guang cleaned it up, the sword body was wobbly, a little complacent, he went to want Rongning to praise it.

Blocked by the monk in white, Rong Ning changed the person in his arms to a more comfortable position, and whispered: "He is asleep, don't disturb him."

Han Guangqi Huhu carried it back: heavy color light sword.

Rong Ning's face was a little stagnant. He didn't expect the black shadow that hadn't appeared in a hundred years to appear again. The appearance of the black shadow represented Moxiu. Since he kicked Moxiu's lair a hundred years ago, Moxiu has been at peace.

He told Empress Pei about the matter concisely.

Pei Zhi saw through the water mirror that his junior brother was holding him in his arms with special care, and his face was complicated: "Are you sure that you will become a Taoist companion with your apprentice when you come back?"

"Well, I probably can't let go."

"Brother, it turns out that love is so uncomfortable, I want to possess, I want him to only see me."

"As you like."

Pei Zhi also broke the water mirror angrily.

Rong Ning's pale lips parted slightly, as if he wanted to say something, when suddenly the sky became dark and oppressive, the wind picked up suddenly, and the lightning in the clouds jumped, accompanied by rumbling thunder, the moist air scraped his exposed skin.

"Thunder Tribulation."

Two words came out from the thin lips of the monk in white.

The thunder calamity that belongs to the crossing tribulation to the Mahayana is ten times more powerful than the ordinary thunder calamity.

He is a sword cultivator, born ruthless, and the Dao requires sword cultivators to be merciless first and then ruthless, because of ruthlessness, they can save the world, and because of ruthlessness, they can treat everyone equally. This is what the Dao of Heaven needs.

The monks in white are like green pine trees.

Along with Lei Jie, there was also a black shadow that had just been eliminated growing from the ground.

Hanguang went out again, but this time the black shadows disappeared, followed by new black shadows, which continued continuously.

The monk in white looked up at the dark sky, and he had a plan in his heart.

He must survive this thunder disaster, and he wants to protect Miaomiao's safety.

Rong Ning's eyes were extremely gentle, as if they contained the entire Jiangnan smoke scene.

Then let Hanguang take Ji Miao away from the center of the thunder disaster and the black shadow, he will use this thunder disaster to suppress this evil thing.

……

With the help of Xiao Jiujiu, Ji Miao soon woke up and found himself on the sword.

"What about Rongning? 』

Xiao Jiujiu told Jimiao the general situation.

[In this thunder disaster, Rong Ning has an 80.00% chance of failure]

There was no expression on Ji Miao's face, and she patted Han Guang.

Piao Piao said: "Go back."

[Wouldn't it be better for the host to leave now? ] Xiao Jiujiu didn't understand.

"I'm gone now that Rong Ning is afraid that he will hate me. In his heyday, Rong Ning would not have a problem getting through the thunder disaster." 』

Hanguang is arrogant, he doesn't listen to anyone except his master's orders.

His fingers curled up, suffused with fine powder, and he tapped Hanguang, who swooped down to warn Miao.

Attracting Jimiao to chuckle, he said slowly: "Don't listen, right? Be careful I'll take your master..."

The latter sentence was very light, but the sword spirit understood it, and the sword body trembled, as if a person was suppressing his anger.

In the end there was forced to change directions.

"Rong Ning won't die, I will still be caught in the end, stupid thing, it takes a long-term perspective. 』

……

A radius of ten miles was affected by the thunder calamity. Looking from the sky, Rong Ning's direction was extremely dark, and he felt the coercion even before he entered.

She was so overwhelmed that she couldn't breathe.

Ji Miao didn't go in any more, Hanguang left Ji Miao and went into the Thunder Tribulation Center to protect the Lord.

This thunder disaster lasted for five days and five nights.

……

pain……

My whole body hurts.

His vision was wrapped in blood red, and there was soft cloth under his body, Rong Ning felt something was wrong.

This thunder calamity almost broke his bones and reassembled them.

Da da--

It was the sound of the soles of shoes rubbing against pebbles.

He was picked up, and his body relaxed due to the familiar smell.

"Miaomiao..."

A soft-spoken child's voice sounded.

He whispered, feeling vaguely that something was wrong in his heart, which caused a chuckle, like a feather falling on the tip of his heart.

"Master, you are so young."

When Miao stuffed various healing medicines into Rongning's mouth, the shocking wounds on the child's surface gradually healed and became smooth.

The child in her arms is about five or six years old.

She was born delicate and cute, with her small mouth pursed into a line.

Ji Miao randomly wrapped the clothes around Rong Ning.

He hugged Rong Ning and walked for a while, and then his eyes reflected the piece of purgatory on earth.

There are countless corpses lying horizontally.

The death is tragic.

Some can even see thick bones.

A soft little hand blocked his view, only half because it was too small.

The man in his arms said stubbornly, "Don't look at Miaomiao."

Ji Miao lowered her head, even though Rong Ning shrunk, there was no expression on her face, on the big Rong Ning she would be cold, on the little Rong Ning she would be paralyzed.

The young man's crow-blue eyelids drooped, and his ink-like eyes were painted with Danqing, smudged with a smile.

Ji Miao squeezed Rong Ning's little hand in a vicious way: "Master was so cute when he was young."

"Still soft."

"As long as Miaomiao likes it."

Shrunken Rong Ning blinked his shallow eyes, straightened up, because his body was too short, he could only kiss the boy's chin.

Ji Miao: "..."

After Rong Ning became smaller, An Fen nestled in Ji Miao's arms.

Looks like a fairy boy.

"We have to go back as soon as possible and tell the senior brother that Moxiu has begun to harm the world."

Rong Ning said in a childish voice, with a serious face.

"Master, do you still want to become a Taoist companion with me?"

Ji Miao said leisurely.

Xiao Rongning used some spiritual power to make the clothes on her body smaller and fit on her body.

Turning around and hugging: "Yes, my form may last for a few days."

"Yeah." Ji Miao squeezed Rong Ning's chin.

Rong Ning met the boy's deep eyes, and heard a clear and smiling voice.

"I'm afraid I will wrong Master these days."

……

"Miss Boss, come..."

"One room." Rong Ning in his arms said first.

The woman raised her eyes and felt that the two of them were pretty. She narrowed her eyes and said, "Your child is really close to you. He is also very good-looking. Have you decided on a baby kiss?"

"We are Taoist couples."

Rong Ning gave the woman a cool look.

"Daoist?"

"They are husband and wife."

Despite all the strange eyes around him, Ji Miao arrived at the door of the room calmly, and watched the proprietress muttering.

He rubbed Rong Ning's face vigorously: "Didn't it be agreed, call me dad outside."

"I am five hundred years older than Miaomiao."

Xiao Rongning turned her back, but refused to compromise.

No one spoke for a while, Rong Ning turned to see the closed door.

The little face is helpless.

Ji Miao closed the door with peace of mind.

The moonlight was pouring down from the window, and when Miao approached the bed, she felt something was wrong.

A slashing ice blade was swiped away, blocked by a layer of enchantment, and the enchantment continued to expand, covering Ji Miao firmly inside.

"Miaomiao, it's me..."

I managed to get rid of that man...

take you away...

Lifting the curtain of the bed, Ya's face was revealed, his eyes were like water.

The next second seemed to be restrained by the neck, and the barrier shattered into light spots.

Rong Ning appeared next to Jimiao at some point.

His eyes were blood red and his face was expressionless.

"No one can take Miaomiao away."

He said every word.

The powerful coercion of the Mahayana period crushed Ya's bones inch by inch.

[The host... Rong Ning has a demon... and the demon is you. 】

Xiao Jiujiu said tremblingly, and finally met a pair of blood-red eyes.

Xiao Jiujiu:!

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