It's not easy to be a villain [Transmigration Book]

She smiled and said: "Ping Youshi, go to the Demon Race to 'report'."

Naturally, this report did not mean to let him return to the Demon Race, but to arrest him and put him in prison.

At this time, Ping Youshi wanted to call the Pope by sending a secret message.

Seeing his small movements, Shui Ling said: "Stop yelling, the Pope is being pestered by my uncle, 'The Tyrant Scholar' at the moment, so I don't have time to bother you."

Ping Youshi raised his head in disbelief and looked at the little girl in front of him. He couldn't believe that the other party had such a scheming plan.

After all, although the opponent's ability is higher than hers, he has no backhand power against the Pope.

Shui Ling's thick skin came into play again at this moment, he waved his hand and said, "Don't look at me with such adoring eyes, you should go." After speaking, with a wave of his hand, Ping Youshi was sucked into the black hole in the air, Even the demon slaves who brought him were sucked in together with him.

The demon slaves of Shui Ling raised their weapons and danced in celebration. I don't know who invented this dance first, maybe there happened to be someone in her demon slave team who used to be a dancer.

"You guys go back too." Shui Ling said to them.

The demon slaves immediately bowed their heads respectfully, and then disappeared in place in an instant just like when they came.

After the demon slaves left, Shui Ling, who was still calm just now, patted his heart like a leader, and then recalled the scenes just now, and suddenly felt terrible.

The ability to summon a large army with a wave of the hand is simply too powerful.

After thinking about it for a while, she then thought of something, and hurriedly ran to the depths of the forest.

Her uncle is still pestering the Pope, and she doesn't know what the result is.

As for the fighting maniac, my uncle naturally didn't disappoint Shui Ling. When she arrived, she happened to see the pope kicked back a few steps by his uncle, and then spurted out a mouthful of blood. Coupled with his face, in fact Still quite pitiful.

As worthy of being the Pope, the Pope wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his sleeve, straightened up, as if nothing had happened, and said in a deep voice, "After so many years, Lou Ba is indeed Lou Ba."

Lou Ba stuck the knife on the ground, put his hand on the handle, and his face was a little ugly. It was obvious that he had used all his strength just now. He said coldly, "The Pope is still growing strong after all these years!"

These words successfully angered the Pope, and the veins on the other's forehead stood out.

Lou Ba didn't seem to see it, and continued: "Your skin is not bad, it's quite interesting to look at."

The Pope laughed at this moment, and then said: "Your one is also very attractive." After speaking, seeing Shui Ling who came over, he took a deep look at the two of them, chanted a spell, and disappeared in place in an instant.

Shui Ling naturally heard what the two of them said, walked up to Lou Ba, smiled and said: "Uncle, I didn't expect you to be so good at speaking."

Now Lou Ba spat black blood.

Shui Ling's expression changed instantly, he supported Lou Ba, and said nervously, "Uncle, are you injured?"

Lou Ba waved his hands and said, "No problem." After speaking, he smiled lightly and said, "It's been a long time since I've had such a good fight with someone, today is very enjoyable."

Seeing that the other party was injured and still remembering the fight, Shui Ling's face was full of black lines, and he said: "Uncle, you should find a girl too, don't fight and kill all day long."

Lou Ba: "..."

"Cough, it's time for Uncle to go back, see you next time." Finally, before Shui Ling could react, he disappeared in place in an instant.

Shui Ling looked at the quiet forest, then at the direction of Mu's house, then raised her head to look at the sun, yelled "Oops", and hurried back.

She has been here for such a long time, Mu Ziyao's match is about to end, if she doesn't go back, she will definitely be discovered by the opponent.

Of course, before going back, she changed into the original red clothes.

When she had just removed the magic barrier and was about to lie down on the bed, Mu Ziyao opened the door and came in.

Shui Ling half-kneeled by the bed like this, with a bit of embarrassment on her face, she turned her head to look at the other party, and said guiltily, "You...you're back."

Mu Ziyao frowned, looked at the other party's expression as if he had done something wrong, pursed his lips and walked over without saying a word.

Shui Ling shrank his neck in fright at the opponent's appearance, and then said: "The match is over, how is it?"

Mu Ziyao glanced at her, Shui Ling hesitated for a second, not daring to say another word, and obediently lay back and pretended to be a patient again.

Because Shui Ling didn't participate, her ranking could only stay in the top [-].

The second day is over, and there are still 20 people left to participate in the third day.

The pope didn't come that day, and everyone didn't find it surprising. They were just a little disappointed that they didn't show their hands in front of the pope.

Mu Chufeng and Mu Haojie also thought the same way.

That night, Mu Chufeng handed over a hidden weapon to Mu Junjie.

Mu Haojie looked at the small crossbow in his hand, feeling a little dazed.

Mu Chufeng said: "Tomorrow your opponent is Mu Ziyao. You have to tie this thing around your wrist. When the time comes, you will have a sleeve to block it. No one will notice. You only need to activate the magic element to activate it."

Mu Haojie looked at the crossbow in his hand in surprise, swallowed and said, "Sister, will this leave traces?"

Mu Chufeng said: "No, this thing will disappear automatically after being used twice, and the crossbow arrows inside are also made of magic elements."

Now Mu Haojie understands that the crossbow bolts condensed by magic elements will dissipate in the air after stabbing the opponent. Afterwards, some people can't find out if they want to find out, and they just think that her wound is caused by magic elements. Attack stroke.

Mu Haojie didn't expect his sister to have such a good thing, he said happily: "Sister, where did you get this?"

Mu Chufeng said: "Don't worry about it, don't be found out tomorrow."

Mu Haojie patted his chest and said, "Don't worry, I won't let her find out." Thinking of Mu Ziyao being defeated by him, he was already looking forward to the next day.

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Shui Ling was lying on the bed 'weakly', looking at Mu Ziyao who brought her dinner, no matter how she looked at it, she was moved. With such a good friend, it was really worth doing for him.

Mu Ziyao put the dinner on the stool next to her, and when she looked up, she saw the girl's expression full of emotion, she frowned slightly, and said, "Let's eat."

"Okay." Shui Ling smiled.

Seeing the other party's smiling face, Mu Ziyao's pent-up anger disappeared at this moment, she sighed slightly, sat on the side of the bed, picked up the porridge, and spooned it to the other party.

"I... I will do it myself." Shui Ling awkwardly wanted to take the bowl from the opponent.

Mu Ziyao stubbornly refused to give it to her, and said, "Eat."

Seeing the other party like this, she insisted on feeding her, Shui Ling struggled for a long time, finally couldn't resist the hungry stomach, coughed, opened her mouth strong and calm, and ate the porridge fed by the other party.

The distance was too close, for a moment the eyes of the two met, and then they were both stunned.

The author has something to say: Domineering Scholar: Pope, your skin is pretty good, where did you order it?

The Pope gave a cold snort: Your little boy is not bad either!

Domineering Scholar: Fuck, come fight!

Pope: Come, come!

Hahahaha...

045 The third level (five)

045 The third level (five)

The two quickly turned their faces away, Shui Ling, who was thick-skinned, also blushed at the moment, and Mu Ziyao's ears were also slightly red, and after feeding the porridge, they both lowered their eyelids and only looked at each other's lips, deciding Stop looking at each other in the eye.

Shui Ling looked at the other party apprehensively, unknowingly ate two big bowls of porridge, and only after the other party agreed, she came back to her senses.

Coughing, I thought to myself that I actually looked at the other person's face and ate dinner, and then thought, I can't blame her, it's just that the other person is too beautiful and delicious.

"Go to sleep." Without looking at her, Mu Ziyao packed up the dishes and went out.

The next day.

Shui Ling followed Mu Ziyao to the competition field, because there were still many people watching the fun, even more than the first day, because the further back, the more exciting the competition.

On the third day of the competition, ten people were selected by 20 people.

The competition venue has also changed from the original five venues to the current one.

Because the competition is more exciting as you go to the back, the school also wants to see each student's competition better.

Shui Ling and Yan Xiaoxiao were sitting on the audience platform below, looking slightly sideways at the players' rest area. Mu Ziyao was sitting there at the moment, and the other party was obviously looking at her too.

She stretched out her arm and waved it, and the other party nodded.

Yan Xiaoxiao felt sorry that Shuiling didn't come to the competition yesterday. After all, Sister Shuiling is also very good, and she must be in the top ten, but she had to abstain because her opponent was sick.

Shui Ling rubbed her hair and said, "It doesn't matter if you don't make it into the top ten, as long as you can enter the inner courtyard."

After all, the competition is more important than the extermination of the Mu family.

However, Yan Xiaoxiao didn't know about this and could only feel sorry for the other party.

Soon, the match started, and the pope still didn't show up today. The opponent was injured by her uncle yesterday, and he must be recovering right now.

No one expected to see the Pope anymore.

His lord the Duke was relieved to see that the Pope hadn't come. However, seeing the people below looking at the seat beside him, he knew what they were looking for, and his face contorted for a moment.

Charoman announced: "Now the competition officially begins, please invite players No. 1 and No. 45 to come on stage."

Contestant No. 1 is Mu Chufeng, and No. 45 is a black and thin boy. Looking at the knife in the opponent's hand, you can tell that this is another fighter.

Thinking that the other party met a soldier on the first day, and met a soldier again today, Shui Ling clicked his tongue and said, "This Mu Chufeng is destined to be a soldier."

There are other people who have this idea, everyone wants to laugh and laugh.