You've never seen such a righteous villain [Transmigration Book]

Lu Fengyi asked anxiously, the little girl was frightened by him for a moment, she pointed to a bustling street in a daze, and said weakly: "Go over there."

Lu Fengyi was overjoyed, he breathed a sigh of relief, left a sentence of "Thank you", and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

He walked all the way along this bustling street, and the bustling pedestrians made way for him one after another, and many of them kept mumbling.

Lu Fengyi could clearly hear what they were saying: "Is this the one who came to see the one just now? Why are there so many good-looking people here today?"

He hurriedly grabbed a peddler beside him, and asked, "Is the 'one just now' you mentioned an extremely tall woman? Where did she go?"

The peddler smiled, pointed to the front and said, "I didn't see it when I walked to a corner ahead, you can go and look for it, young master."

He smiled ambiguously, Lu Fengyi was impatient and didn't have the heart to wonder if they had misunderstood something, thanked him, and walked non-stop in the direction of his finger.

*

Lu Qianchuan mingled in the crowd, thinking that the crowd was chaotic and it would take him some time to make his way out, but the fact is that he didn't feel the hustle and bustle at all.

No matter where he went, others would stop what they were doing in a daze, automatically make way for him, and then stand around and stare at him intently.

His head was already extremely low, but he couldn't support his tall stature and his outstanding temperament. Just standing still, it was like the bright moon in the sky strayed into the mortal world.

No one dared to disturb him. Whenever he walked to a place, the people around him would disperse, lest he would disturb the immortals who came to experience the mortal world.

Lu Qianchuan's mood at this time was very complicated.

Although he was like a star holding the moon in Wanlingzong, but the starry sky was vast, and Yueguang didn't feel how different he was.

Unprepared, he broke into a busy street all by himself, and became the most distinctive person in the whole street. All kinds of eyes were on him, and Lu Qianchuan was almost caught by him. Shame to death.

He tried his best to maintain the dignity worthy of the beautiful dress, stepped on a small path, turned left and right, and finally found a street corner that was rarely visited by people.

There was no one around, Lu Qianchuan leaned against the gray-black wall, and let out a long breath.

"Brother [-], do you have any filter... that can make me more ordinary?" Lu Qianchuan asked [-] in his heart, feeling very unreal for a moment, and he actually proposed to become "ordinary" one day.

[-] is very helpless: 【The system can turn on the simple filter. After turning it on, the appearance and temperament of the host will change greatly. May I ask the host to turn it on immediately? 】

Lu Qianchuan couldn't ask for more: "Open!"

A faint blue light flashed, and a tall but inconspicuous man stepped out from a remote and inconspicuous gray corner, gradually blending into the crowd in the distance.

*

Lu Fengyi chased after the peddler's finger, and saw an extremely tall figure coming out of a corner from a distance. Although the figure was tall, it looked nothing special from the back, and it was far from Lu Qianchuan's back. He frowned, and quickly walked up to him, but found nothing in the dusty corner.

He clenched the Huaifeng sword tightly and turned around, not to mention Lu Qianchuan's shadow, there was no shadow of a cat or a dog.

He turned his head to look in the direction of the back that he saw from a distance just now, but that back was too inconspicuous, he only glanced at it, and before he had time to remember, that figure was already submerged in the sea of ​​people , can't find it at all.

*

Lu Qianchuan was walking on the street, assisted by a [-] filter, he blended into the crowd of people coming and going logically, and would no longer be viewed as a jewel or other treasure from afar.

For a moment, he didn't know whether he should breathe a sigh of relief, but he said helplessly, "Can this filter last longer?"

[-]: 【Yes, but it will consume system energy. 】

Lu Qianchuan: "..."

On the one hand, he was preparing to use the energy to go into battle, and on the other hand, he wanted to be admired by all the stars. He hesitated for a while, and gritted his teeth: "It's okay, just use up as much as you can, except for this filter, try to save as much as possible." Use energy."

[-]: […]

Some people refuse to turn on the protection system in order to save energy when they have a high fever and are weak, but now they use filters very boldly.

Lu Qianchuan walked forward along the flow of people, frowning more and more as he walked.Even though the people around him were ordinary people dressed in plain clothes, but he felt a hostile atmosphere for no reason.

The right hand stroked his waist subconsciously, and pressed down slightly, but the pressure was empty.

He was slightly startled, and looked down at his empty waist, only then remembered that Jing Xing was no longer by his side, and now he didn't even have a handy weapon.

The mood gradually sank, Lu Qianchuan put his hands in his sleeves calmly, and said to [-]: "Brother [-], get ready."

[-] answered quickly: 【Understood. 】

As Lu Qianchuan walked forward, he glanced at the mixed crowd from the corner of his eye.

Among the people around, I don't know what got mixed up.

The Wanling Sect and the world of self-cultivation fell out, and those small sects that have always been displeased with the Wanling Sect will definitely not be honest. Mo Chenyuan and Luo Huayin in the Demon Realm are on each side, and the war is in full swing.

Are the people who are watching covetously at the side the monks sent by those small sects, or the magic army under Luo Huayin?

He let out an annoyed "tsk", only regretting that he had walked through Tianshui Tower all this time, his spiritual power was almost sealed, and he couldn't even make a judgment on such a simple thing.

According to his usual strength, it would be easy to see these small fish and shrimp clearly, but the sealed spiritual power has not yet fully recovered, if there is a real fight, the situation will definitely not be in his favor.

Lu Qianchuan lowered his eyes, reducing his sense of existence even more, and at the same time constantly searching for places around him that could allow him to hide temporarily.

Naturally, residential houses are not acceptable. The best places are tea houses and restaurants. Firstly, there are many customers and it is easy to hide. Second, if there is a real fight, the people nearby can run faster.

He made up his mind, turned around and walked into a teahouse, took a seat by the window and sat down, secretly observing the movements of the crowd outside between the cracks of the window.

After he walked into this teahouse, there were indeed several people from all directions, all of them came towards this direction with a clear goal, completely ignoring the appearance of the crowd around them.

They are all wearing the most common coarse clothes, and they all have inconspicuous human appearances, making it impossible to tell whether they are real humans or demons that have transformed into humans.

Seeing that most of them have already been attracted and gathered at the door of the teahouse, he has not been found for a while.

Lu Qianchuan pushed away the little girl who came to greet him, propped himself up on the window frame, and jumped out along the window.

*

For the second time in this life, Lu Fengyi felt the despair of being helpless.

Last time, he was the one who couldn't find Shao Shu in the vast crowd;

This time, he was the one who couldn't find Lu Qianchuan in the vast crowd no matter what.

According to the unwritten rules of the cultivation world, when there are mortals around, they can't use spiritual power as they like, so he can't even use spiritual power to explore the surroundings.

Holding the Huaifeng sword and leaning against the pillar in front of a tea house, his mouth was full of wry smiles, and his heart was full of bitterness: "I swear I will never lose you again, don't play hide-and-seek with me, okay?"

*

At this time, Lu Qianchuan was hiding in the shade of the tea house, his light glass-colored pupils were full of vigilance, and he only hated that his spiritual power could not recover any faster.

It stands to reason that [-] has already opened such a filter for him to hide his figure, those people should not have noticed his abnormality, but they were able to follow him into the teahouse accurately, which means that they used the search The method of people is not based on face and stature, but on something more precise.

His body was tossed in Tianshui Tower, he was already extremely weak, now he played hide-and-seek with these people for a long time, he was already very dizzy, taking advantage of this time, he leaned his head back against the wall and breathed a little relief.

His spiritual power and magic power are all sealed, and the possibility of finding him based on these two things is not very high.

Then there is only one thing left.

blood.

Back then in that weird secret realm of Luofeng City, under the scuffle, Luo Huayin fed the blood from his mouth.

Those people should be Luo Huayin's subordinates, disguised as human beings, mixed in the crowd, and wanted to play a game of "waiting for rabbits" with him.

He smiled bitterly, his body was already extremely tired, and his mind was dizzy. At such a tense moment, he still had the leisure to joke with [-]: "Brother [-], you said that if Luo Huayin captured me, he would kill me ?"

[-]'s icy voice was full of disapproval: 【Persevere a little longer. 】

Lu Qianchuan could only continue to smile wryly.

He is really very tired.

I was so tired that I even wanted to just let him go without a fight, and forget about being caught by them.

*

He leaned against the wall, his body uncontrollably slid slowly along the cold wall, and finally sat directly on the ground.

[-] kept flashing the warning light, and at the same time, Lu Qianchuan felt another warm current flowing through his heart, and he heard [-]'s cold voice: 【Persist a little longer, you can rest when you return to the Zongmen. 】

Lu Qianchuan thought to himself: "If it wasn't really extremely exhausting, who would want to be caught so easily."

He closed his eyes, and he could hear the rustling of the wind blowing through the grass and trees in his ears, which was simply the most beautiful lullaby.

Just when his consciousness was drowsy and he was about to fall asleep like this, a soft and gentle voice said beside his ear: "Sitting here, isn't it cold?"

Lu Qianchuan was startled, opened his eyes suddenly, and subconsciously moved away to one side.

However, due to long-term exhaustion, he only moved once, and the whole person lost his strength and fell to one side.

Luo Huayin's face in front of his eyes suddenly disappeared, and there was a warm support behind him, who just hugged him and prevented him from falling to the ground.

Luo Huayin sighed helplessly, and there was even a doting smile in his voice: "Be careful, what if you fall down?"

Lu Qianchuan was stiffer than the stone lion in front of the tea house. I don't know if he noticed the stiffness. Luo Huayin hugged him more forcefully, and smiled in his ear, "I've got you."

*

Lu Qianchuan felt as if he had slept for a long time, and when he opened his eyes, he still felt dazed that he could not sleep for a long time.

He tilted his head slightly, and the warm sunshine in the evening shone through the bright window, sprinkled on his face without hesitation, reflecting his porcelain-white jade face full of warmth.

He is very familiar with this room.

In the illusion of Luofeng City, he once saw a person he really didn't want to see in the same room.

History is always strikingly similar.

Seeing that he woke up, Luo Huayin who was sitting by the bed put down the book in his hand, and gently pinched his cheek.

"Are you tired after sleeping for so long?"

Lu Qianchuan turned his head in a daze, only to see Luo Huayin who had been sitting quietly at the end of the bed.

Back then, he had always harbored a natural hostility towards him because of this person's inexplicable behavior, but now that his identity was exposed, there was an explanation for everything back then.

Luo Huayin slowly and softly ran down his long hair scattered on the pillow, and said softly: "If you are tired, lie down again, what do you want to eat, I will ask someone to prepare it?"

Lu Qianchuan resisted the discomfort of being played with hair, and suppressed his voice: "Where is this?"

Luo Huayin didn't hide from him: "The Devil Realm, Beicheng."

He paused, his voice was so soft that it was about to drip water: "This is the house where our mother used to live."

really.

Lu Qianchuan closed his eyes.

No wonder he has always had such a deep obsession with himself.

For a moment, he didn't know whether he should be glad that he didn't have to hide anymore, or whether he should be sad that he had just come out of the tiger's den and into the wolf's mouth. After a while, he said: "You always said that you want to take me back to the devil world, so you want to come back here?"

"That's right," Luo Huayin smiled innocently, "This is our home, isn't it?"

Lu Qianchuan stared at him blankly.

He spoke so sincerely, and the warmth in his smile didn't seem fake, that he almost believed the nonsense.

But it's just "soon".

He knows better than anyone else that his home is a place where there are a group of uneasy juniors and juniors, and it is the Wanlingzong where the garden is full of peach blossoms in spring and snow is falling in winter.

It is the place where Yan Zi'an and Mo Chenyuan are.

He didn't refute Luo Huayin's words, but continued: "But we have the same mother and half father."

Luo Huayin still had crooked eyebrows, as if seeing him would make him feel better: "It doesn't matter, as long as we are a mother, that's enough."

Seeing that Lu Qianchuan didn't answer for a long time, he gently tucked the corner of the quilt for him, and his voice was always tender: "I'll come in with some food, and you can rest for a while."

Seeing Luo Huayin walk out of the room, Lu Qianchuan felt the sense of unreality in his mind spread more and more.

The plot was too different from what he knew.

In his original text, Lu Qianchuan should be the proud son of heaven who has no stains and is admired by everyone in the cultivation world, and Luo Huayin is a stumbling block on Mo Chenyuan's road to becoming a demon.

Later, both of them were beheaded by Mo Chenyuan's sword, and it was hard to say who was more miserable than the other.

However, it is worth mentioning that Luo Huayin's identity and background, combined with the information he knew as the author, and the words he got from his elders when he was in Wanlingzong, he doesn't say he knows [-]% of it, but he is almost the same.

As the only son of the demon princess Shaoshu and Beiming Lord Luo Yunxi, Luo Huayin's status should be one of the best in the entire demon world.

It's a pity that the love between Bei Mingjun and the princess is a typical example of King Xiang's intention of Goddess being ruthless.

At the beginning, Lord Beiming took advantage of Shaoshu to ascend the throne for the first time, and his foundation was not stable, so he proposed to marry the princess of the Demon Race.

Shaoshu felt sorry for his sister, so he didn't allow it, but Beiming's power is so strong that he can cover half of the sky in the demon world with one hand.

He pushed too hard, and Shao Shu was overwhelmed with coping. The princess with a strong personality decided to make decisions on her own, fulfilling Bei Mingjun's yearning wishful thinking.

Before hearing such a love story with the family and the country on his shoulders, he was a little bit embarrassed, but now that this story happened to his mother, Lu Qianchuan found that he couldn't laugh for a moment.

He suddenly thought of the love poem in the secret retreat of Wanlingzong.

Thinking of you but not seeing you, I wish I could grow old.

Signed Shao Shu.

It was addressed to his biological father.

At first, he dismissed it as a nonsensical love poem.

The world is tricky, but he didn't expect that the world would be so unfriendly to them.

Lu Qianchuan didn't have the strength to trick himself into laughing again, so he grabbed the quilt to cover his head with both hands, pretending that he didn't feel the wetness on his face.

When Luo Huayin came in with a porridge bowl, he happened to see his tightly wrapped appearance.

He subconsciously stopped, the porridge bowl shook in his hand, and a smile that he couldn't hold back overflowed from his throat.

Mojun walked slowly, walked to the bed, poked Lu Qianchuan's shoulder through the thick quilt.

He said softly: "Get up and have some porridge."

The voice from the quilt was muffled, with imperceptible sobs: "Just put it aside."

Luo Huayin was stunned for a moment, and really put the bowl aside, but he didn't leave directly as Lu Qianchuan expected, but involuntarily lifted the quilt covering Lu Qianchuan's face.

A pale handsome face with tears in it was revealed.

Lu Qianchuan, who was letting go of his emotions, was taken aback for a moment. He didn't expect Luo Huayin to be more rude than Mo Chenyuan. He forgot to cover his eyes for a while, and looked at the devil with a pair of reddish eyes.

Luo Huayin's slender fingers wiped the corners of his eyes with extremely gentle force, as if he was afraid of hurting him with excessive force: "Why are you crying? Do you want to kiss your mother?"

Lu Qianchuan: "..."

Luo Huayin seemed not surprised at all, stretched out his arms, covered him completely, and patted gently across the quilt like a mother coaxing a child: "Every time I am here, I will remember my mother, he knows that my brother misses her so much, I'm sure you'll be very happy."

Lu Qianchuan: "..."

Originally, he was very sad.

Being slapped by Luo Huayin like this, no matter how sad it is, it will be scared away.

He coughed uncomfortably: "I caught cold in the prison, and my eyes were a little sore for a while, it's okay."

Luo Huayin raised his eyebrows in surprise: "Crying in the cold?"

Lu Qianchuan nodded awkwardly.

A very inconspicuous smile flashed in Mojun's eyes: "I was thrown into the stove and glacier by Shaoshu to practice since I was a child. I never knew that I would cry when I was exposed to heat or cold. It doesn't matter. I will never let you cry again in the future." It’s too hot or too cold, don’t cry, okay?”

Lu Qianchuan didn't know what to say for a while.

Luo Huayin gave him a very strange feeling.

The tone he spoke to himself was so strangely similar to Mo Chenyuan's tone.

But he has something more and something less than Mo Chenyuan.

He couldn't tell exactly what it was, but he just felt that although this tone was childish like coaxing a child, he didn't hate it.

This is very different from when he was in Wanlingzong.

He is the senior brother of the entire sect, and his actions and deeds must be followed by the younger brothers and younger sisters as a model. As time goes by, his demands on himself are getting higher and higher.

He has always been the only one who worries about his juniors and juniors. This is the first time someone told him that he will not make you too hot or too cold.

Even if this person is a guy he once hated for a long time.

Lu Qianchuan didn't know how to answer, so he nodded with a stiff face. After thinking about it, he was afraid that this would be too perfunctory, which would make this uncertain demon unhappy, so he said "um" in a hoarse voice.

Luo Huayin's slender and fair index finger pressed his lips, and said softly: "Shh."

Lu Qianchuan: "?"

Luo Huayin smiled, making her brows and eyes look softer: "If you're hoarse, don't talk, just tell me with your eyes if you have anything to say."

He thought for a while, and the tenderness that had never been shown in front of his dark green eyes spread, and he announced: "From today on, we will be brothers who will never be separated again."

*

Life in the Demon Realm was a bit too comfortable.

Luo Huayin simply regarded him as a porcelain doll, he was not required to do anything big or small, everything was arranged for others by this demon king, all he needed to do was to be a well-behaved and sensible doll, and waited In the house where their mother used to live, they listened to Luo Huayin talk about her mother.

While Luo Huayin went to discuss things and hadn't come back yet, Lu Qianchuan quietly gathered spiritual power in his body, and failed again as expected.

He originally thought that after coming out of Tianshui Tower, his spiritual power would be able to recover slowly over time without the suppression of the cold water.

Unexpectedly, it has been so long since he woke up, and the spiritual power he can perceive is still so little, showing no sign of recovery.

This was completely beyond Lu Qianchuan's expectation.

Luo Huayin was good enough to him, but this kind of kindness was always disturbing.

It’s like you have a toy you like very much. This toy is very close to your heart in every aspect. You can’t wait to take this toy with you day and night.

But one day, the toy will be worn out, and various unexpected situations will appear, and you will always have a day when you hate this toy.

He was like the toy that Luo Huayin was full of interest in.

One day, when the majestic demon loses interest, his toy will end its glorious life.

Lu Qianchuan never thought of living a stable life under Luo Huayin's sweet words. He has been secretly researching ways to escape, at least going to the capital from Beicheng to find Mo Chenyuan and Shaoshu.

However, one's spiritual power can always give oneself a blow in the head at critical moments.

Lu Qianchuan smiled wryly again.

[-] checked his body, and reported: [All the values ​​of the host's body are below the average line, and the reason for the abnormal spiritual power cannot be detected. 】

Lu Qianchuan: "Why do you have to test my physical condition every time I ask you to help me test my spiritual power..."

[-] Seriously: [The abnormality of the host's spiritual power may be related to the decline in physical function. 】

Lu Qianchuan disagreed.

He opened his skirt and saw the obvious word "water" on his collarbone.

Although he came out of Tianshui Tower, the water still remained on his body, following him like a shadow.

If it is said that he has changed since he came out of that prison, the only explanation is the word "water".

It is rumored that there is cold water in Tianshui Tower that can suppress the spiritual power in the monk's body. Lu Qianchuan had doubts for a while whether the cold water flowed past his waist or the word "water" printed on his collarbone.

After all, among the people they knew, almost no one had entered Tianshui Tower, and those who had entered rarely came out, so all the rumors about Tianshui Tower were hearsay.

He was soaked in the cold that day, and he really felt that his spiritual power was being suppressed, but now that the cold current came out, his spiritual power did not show any sign of returning to normal.

Lu Qianchuan sighed sadly.

"what happened?"

At this moment, the soft and haunting voice sounded from behind again, and at the same time, one hand kept playing with his hair. Lu Qianchuan sat in front of the window, suppressed the unhappiness in his heart, and said lightly: "No thing."

Luo Huayin sat beside him: "I haven't seen you smiling recently."

Lu Qianchuan slumped on that iceberg face of ten thousand years, serious: "I rarely smile."

"Really?" Luo Huayin looked over curiously, "But I clearly remember that you love to smile."

Lu Qianchuan: "..."

Again.

Luo Huayin completely regarded him as a substitute for their mother.

Obviously some behaviors are not what he is used to, but Luo Huayin insists repeatedly: "You should like this very much."

"You should really hate this."

"You should be like this."

Everything he said reflected not Lu Qianchuan, but Shao Shu, the demon princess.

It was the person with a warm and soft smile in his memory.

For some reason, there is always such a discrepancy between Shao Shu in Luo Huayin's eyes and the mother in his memory.

He clearly remembered that his mother was smiling all the time, but Luo Huayin said, "It's time to cry again while sitting by the window."

After a few days of getting along, Lu Qianchuan felt that they had two mothers.

He held Luo Huayin's hand that kept playing with his hair, and suggested: "Take me out for a walk."