I play all the villains alone [Transmigration Book]

Lin Zhi was silent for a moment, then asked, "What do you want from him?"

Huai Xinghe said: "Earlier in Xuantian Cave Mansion, he actually stole the limelight from Fairy Youxia, I couldn't wait to see."

Lin Zhi was confused: Huh?

He interrupted Huai Xinghe coldly and impolitely: "Shen Huan is also my disciple, why do you want to steal the limelight?"

At the same time, he still didn’t forget to complain to the system during his busy schedule: “The auto-completion plot in your world is too wise, didn’t they just find a reason to find fault with Shen Huan?”

The system pretended to be deaf, and simulated the crackling sound of typing on the keyboard in his mind, indicating that he was busy.

Huai Xinghe was so excited that he didn't realize what he said for a while, but kept talking non-stop: "He..."

Before he could finish his sentence, his arm was lightly poked by the companion on the left.But it was probably because the man didn't strike hard enough, he just paused for a moment, and then opened his mouth again, "He..."

There was a sudden pain in his arm, this time it was a merciless elbow, he was obviously stunned for a moment, and finally freed his mind to think about what Lin Zhi just said.

His face immediately turned slightly blue.

Lin Zhi had nothing to say.

This reflex arc is so long that it can go around the cultivation world twice, why do you have to learn from others to fight against the protagonist?Is it too easy to practice?

But thinking this way in his heart, he still had to pretend that he didn't know anything, put a slightly cold look on his face, and looked at him condescendingly.

Huai Xinghe met the man's indifferent eyes, recalled what he said just now, his scalp exploded, and he stammered: "Lin, Master Lin."

"Yeah." Lin Zhi responded, unable to tell whether he was happy or angry, and said slowly, "What's wrong with him?"

"He, he," Huai Xinghe stumbled, and the brain that once made Lin Zhi suspect that it was a display finally came into play. He said quickly, "Danyang where he used to be has something to do with Jinghong Valley. Someone asked me to come and talk to him. Pass a word, tell him not to suffer."

Danyang Society is no more than a third-rate faction, but Jinghong Valley is a first-rate sect anyway. If we have to talk about relationships, Danyang Society is probably one of the many affiliated forces of Jinghong Valley.

——'s little follower.

I'm not lying, there is really only a little relationship.

But because the Holy Son was so anxious that tears were about to fall out, Lin Zhi showed mercy and didn't embarrass him too much, and said plainly:

"anything else?"

"What else?" Huai Xinghe was dumbfounded.

His companion who acted as a dog-headed military adviser stabbed him again, and the two flirted under Lin Zhi's nose, and finally Huai Xinghe reluctantly said:

"A few days ago, my master discovered a Fengshen tribe in Yuqingxi, and ordered me to wait for a few days to hunt it. If, if fellow Taoist Shen Huan is interested, he can go with him."

As soon as these words came out, the young monk who had made eye contact with him just now couldn't bear to look directly at him and closed his eyes, as if he was about to let go of his anger at any time.

Lin Zhi understood this sentence, Yuqingxi is probably a place name, but what is the Fengshen clan?

He was too lazy to poke the system, and asked directly: "What is the Fengshen clan?"

Huai Xinghe seemed to be shocked by his ignorance, he didn't shut up, and blurted out: "Uncle Lin doesn't know about the Fengshen clan?"

Lin Zhi, an outsider, didn't blush at all, and turned to Song Chenbi calmly, "Chen Bi, have you heard of this god clan?"

Song Chenbi poked out half of his head from behind him: "No."

Huai Xinghe choked.

But he made the same mistake a few times, and this time he was finally a little smarter. Under the indifferent eyes of the expert who didn't care about worldly affairs, he explained wittily:

"The Fengshen Clan is a branch of the Dragon Clan."

Ah, it turned out to be the demon clan.

The three races of humans, monsters and monsters have despised each other since ancient times, and there is no time to stop.Most of the people in the demon world come from the immortal cultivators who have become demons, let's not mention it for now.Xianxiu and Yaozu are hunting each other.

Most of the monsters are addicted to the spiritual blood of Xianxiu, the golden core and even the soul, while Xianxiu stares at the flesh and blood of the monsters.

All in all, in the eyes of each other, each other is a treasure.

As for the Dragon Clan, it is a rare treasure.

No wonder that young man just now had a painful expression on his face.

He didn't feel ashamed when he took the lead in snatching the opportunity of the younger generation in the stage of transformation, and asked calmly against the small eyes of the opposite side that implied pleading and expectation: "Shen Bi, are you going or not?"

Huai Xinghe's eyes lit up.

Probably caught by the light in the young man's eyes, Song Chenbi retreated behind Lin Zhi, shaking her head: "I don't want to go."

Lin Zhi acted as if no one was around and said, "Since that's the case, I will go with your little brother as a teacher."

Huai Xinghe was shocked and said: "Uncle Lin is going too?!"

This was originally an opportunity and experience arranged by his master for him and a few friends. It would be fine if they were called Fairy Shangxia. Now not only Shen Huan, but also the Great Buddha must go with him?

Never heard that Master Qingji is a shameless person!

Lin Zhi understood the look in his eyes, and in order to show that she was not such a shameless person, she said calmly, "I won't interfere."

That doesn't work either!Originally, I only planned to give him some soup, but your old man is here, so why don't you share the meat too!

Huai Xinghe glanced at him hesitantly, but he felt guilty and was sweating profusely. He just told Lin Zhi the time of departure, and left with his little friends with a grim look on his face.

Lin Zhichu was Shen Huan's teacher, so he snatched such a good job for him. He thought he had taken the first step of being a good master, and instantly regained the lightness he felt when Shen Huan had his head shaved that day. Shen Huan sent a message.

Fortunately, he woke up in time.

He didn't think that such an approach would be suspected of deliberately torturing others, but naively felt that it would be more pleasant to call Shen Huan before departure, and it would be more conducive to establishing a good image of a master in Shen Huan's mind.

In order to prevent accidents, the few people did not dawdle for long, and set off in three days.

An hour before departure, Lin Zhi called Shen Huan over, and said in a deliberately indifferent tone:

"Master, I heard that there are Fengshen clan around Yuqingxi. Your senior sister and brother are busy, so you can go with me."

Shen Huan didn't ask why, and simply agreed, and finally asked: "Master, what is the Conferred God Clan?"

Lin Zhi, who was not very clear himself, said vaguely: "It should be a branch of the Dragon Clan."

He found a sense of identity from Shen Huan's question, and said to the system: "It's really not that I'm short-sighted, you don't know Shen Huan either."

The system's tone was complicated: "The protagonist is only at the Golden Core Stage, so it's normal to have never heard of it, but you, my lord..."

Lin Zhi warned him unhappily: "Shut up."

The system didn't, and started a popular science for him: "The Fengshen clan is not an ordinary dragon clan. They were originally qualified as monks in the transformation stage, so they must know."

Lin Zhi had already forgotten that this book was written by himself, and asked: "Why? Did they do anything remarkable?"

He raised his ears to listen to popular science, when suddenly Shen Huan asked softly: "Why did Master take me there?"

"Huh?" Lin Zhi was stunned for a moment, turned her head and looked at the young man's smiling eyes that seemed to be forever gentle, thought for a while, and said as a matter of course, "You are the apprentice of the master."

"Is that so?" Shen Huan's eyes became complicated for a moment, and then returned to an almost false gentleness in an instant, "Thank you, Master."

The author has something to say: Ah, the emotional line has been pulled up, and I have pushed Miss Shen Bi away!Rounding up is to download a copy separately (.

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