Villain Transmigration Goddess [Quick Transmigration]

Duguyan couldn't answer this question at the moment, he raised his hand to strangle her throat, but he didn't exert any force.

The voice that kept ringing in her mind made her unable to do anything to hurt this person.However, the fact is also that, with weak intentions, he rubbed his fingertips delicately, but he couldn't touch Feng Suiyan's skin, and was always separated by an invisible barrier, preventing him from entering at all.

The two are very close, as if their breaths are lingeringly intertwined, and there is a bit of ambiguity, as long as one of them raises his chin slightly, their lips can touch each other, tasting the delicious food in the world.

The flower monkey guarding not far away, seeing this scene, looked like it had been struck by lightning.One moment in the meeting hall, he was planning to attack someone else's city, and the next moment, he was sticking to him in a crooked way.

What the hell kind of showmanship is this!

Hua Arm led the people from Suzaku Hall over, and the sound of the dense footsteps of a group of people reached the ears of the two, and they each took a step back, walking towards Hua Hou and the others one after the other as if nothing had happened just now. Let's go out of the White Tiger Hall together.

On the way to Suzaku Hall, the flower monkey squeezed between the two, folded its arms and asked Feng Suiyan in a low voice. "With my self-created art of knowing people, the three hall masters are a little uneasy and kind."

"Yes." Yan Xuhuan nodded in agreement.

"There is a row of pits in front, why are you jumping in with your eyes open?" This made the flower monkey confused. Could it be that the brains of the strong are different from those of ordinary people?

Yan Xu smiled happily and didn't answer his question, but asked, "What do you want to do in the future?"

"What can I do? In the end, I will take my brothers to occupy this town and have a good time. I eat meat and drink in big bowls. If I see disobedient ones, I will grab them and chop him." Huahou replied without thinking, imagining Looking at the days of living like a living god like that, his expression was extremely smug.

"Right to head, cut him off." The few people behind with good ears stretched their necks and responded with a smile.

The words of these people caused Yan Xuhuan to shake his head and laugh, and asked again: "Those three hall masters all want to become kings and ministers in the future, and dominate one side, why don't you follow suit?"

"Cut, I'm so tired of thinking and thinking all day long! Besides, we don't have the potential to be a prince. We still know this in our hearts. Don't you agree?" Huahou's heart was clear, and finally He turned around and asked the brothers behind him.

"Right, right, let's try to be happy and happy like a god." The happiest thing is to follow behind Feng Suiyan, holding a big knife and walking sideways with arrogance.

"Okay, there will be such a day." Yan Xuhuan smiled and hugged Xiao Ning'an who was sleeping soundly.

"Ah." Shouts came from the sky, from far to near. "aunt."

The people on the street below looked up, and saw a Qiong Qi flying rampantly in the air, almost to the shape of an adult white tiger, with two new small horns growing on its forehead, a pair of shining wings on its back, flapping with a A boy flew in.

Perhaps it was the first time to take a human into the sky, and it could not control the balance well, so it flew crookedly, up and down, no wonder the Heize on its back would exclaim.If it hadn't been for desperately hugging the Qiongqi beast's neck, it would have been thrown off long ago.

After the Qiongqi beast staggered and stopped, Haze rolled off its back and stood up with trembling legs.

And Qiongqi, who is full of aura, folded his wings, tilted his head and looked at the newly added people, his eyes looked up and down extremely spiritually, and finally walked over to sniff, and lay down at Duguyan's feet like a little hooligan, using his forelimbs Rubbing her legs.

Everyone in Suzaku Hall: "..." Is this a show of favor?Is this what you like?Why is there a wind and broken smoke on the top, and a beast on the bottom, and they both like this man?Is it because of his good skin that he has the upper hand?

So we are so long that we can't even enter the eyes of a beast?In an instant, my heart felt cold. Anyway, we also hugged you, a beast, didn't we?

But Duguyan looked down at the Qiongqi beast at his feet, moved the legs held by its front paws, and saw this extremely intelligent beast, raised its head, and turned its ice blue eyes, as if looking at it. think.Then he stood up, but did not leave, walking around beside her.

"Why did you climb up?" Yan Xuhuan withdrew her gaze from Duguyan, pulled Heize over with one hand, and asked him why he got on Qiongqi's back.

"Auntie, I was playful for a while, but I don't dare anymore." Heize's face was still pale, obviously frightened.

"When it gets bigger, it will be stable."

"Yeah." Heize held Amei's little feet and nodded, but there was no expectation on his face, and his other little hand was covering his beating heart, fearing again and again.

Seeing this, Yan Xuhuan just patted his head.The child is playful and active, and he will climb up again in a short time, so he doesn't worry about the shadow he will leave behind.

At night, the wind is cool and frosty, and the moon is covered by thin clouds.

Baihutang, Xuanwutang, Qinglongtang, Zhuquetang, ten warriors of the fourth to fifth ranks from each sect, left the town through their secret passages, and hid in the hazy moonlight wearing black clothes.

Going in four directions to the food and grass storage places, the figure is vigorous and agile, leaping and hiding like a black cat, passing through checkpoints and patrolling, and slowly moving towards the destination.

And Yan Xuhuan changed into a black shirt with dark red borders, and her long hair like ink was still casually scattered without any treatment.Holding the slender dragon-headed seven-star knife, he quickly disappeared into the night and sneaked into the demon alliance camp.

Hiding in the dark, Mo hair swaying with the autumn wind, looking for the patrol gap, sneaked into the main tents of various forces without anyone noticing, using the hands of the original owner to personally end the invading enemies.

This is a simple head harvest.

These warriors who were instigated to come here just like this, in the night where the dark clouds covered the moon, couldn't make a sound of mourning, stared at their eyes with unrepentant death, and ended their carefree or useless life.

Soon, these corpses that died silently in the camp were discovered, and fear and panic broke out in the Demon Slayer Alliance one after another.Everyone looked at the misty night, breathing heavily, and clenched the weapons in their hands.

The night, the unknown, makes the body chill.The sound of the wind blowing the weeds beside their ears could also make them shout in surprise and shoot arrows.

In such a tense atmosphere, flames shot up into the sky from all directions at the same time, burning bigger and bigger, turning the sky red and illuminating everyone's panicked figures.

The people in Sitang took advantage of the chaos to intercept and kill a group of patrol soldiers. After quickly changing into the enemy's clothes, they went out against the current and returned to the town safely.

At this time, Yan Xuhuan sneaked into a tent in order to avoid the two groups of people.The layout of the tent is a bit strange, messy but simple, quite different from the one just entered.

The most strange thing is that there is no bed here, only an unpainted coffin.There are chaotic patterns engraved on the coffin, which should be a set of incomplete exercises.

After entering, there was an old man with disheveled white hair lying in the coffin. He was thin and not tall, comparable to a flower monkey.

While Yan Xuhuan was observing, the old man suddenly opened his eyes, and the iron chains around the coffin seemed to come to life instantly, trapping Yan Xuhuan immediately.

"Finally caught you." The old man grinned, very proud, lying on the edge of the coffin with his head propped up, looking at the woman with a calm expression. "They passed you on so well, old man, I thought you were so powerful, you were not deceived by me."

"So you are that ninth-level warrior." Yan Xuhuan was really deceived by him. This old man's breath is not what a warrior should have, but like an ordinary person's breath.

"It's me, old man, whoops!" The old man climbed out of the coffin, and when he lifted his foot, he was stumbled by the iron chain, and fell to the ground with a thud.

Seeing this, Yan Xuhuan came to a conclusion: This ninth-level warrior doesn't seem to be a very smart sub.

"Are you OK?"

"It hurts me to death." The old man turned over and sat on the ground and shook his head, shaking the white hair behind his eyes.Afterwards, he showed Yan Xuhuan his slightly scratched palm, "Look, it's bleeding."

Yan Xuhuan held back her smile, and said to the child-like ninth-rank warrior, "I have medicine here, which can help you heal."

"Really?" The old man looked at the woman tied up by him with his lips curled up in disbelief.Can't even beat me, can you still treat me?

"Really." Yan Xuhuan nodded, "You loosen this chain first."

Hearing this, the old man looked like an idiot, and sneered at Yan Xuhuan, "Are you stupid? How could this old man help you loosen it?" He took out a small yellow bottle and said braggingly: "This old man also has medicine, hmph."

Seeing him carefully applying the medicine and grinning in pain, Yan Xuhuan couldn't help curling the corners of his lips.He was not in a hurry to leave, and sat down cross-legged casually, watching with interest.

"What are you looking at?" The old man quickly stuffed the small yellow medicine bottle into the skirt of his clothes, and even patted it, "The eyeballs are rolling around, are you thinking of some tricks to deal with the old man?" He shrank back and looked at it warily. looking at her.

"You figured out that technique by yourself?" Yan Xuhuan looked sideways at the move picture carved on the coffin.

"Isn't it amazing?" The old man looked proud when he saw that the secret book he had devoted himself to research was being watched, and he looked like a child hoping to be praised.

"Okay."

These three random words made the old man furious. He glared at Yan Xuhuan angrily, as if he was about to smash him to the ground in the next moment.

"Do you want my secret technique?"

"Hey, lying to the old man, you are lying to the old man. Do you think that the old man is a three-year-old child? You can follow your way, do you want me to let you go?"

"Forget it if you don't want it." Yan Xuhuan pretended to sigh slightly, leaned on the coffin, closed her eyes and fell asleep.

When the old man saw it, his eyeballs rolled around, and he glanced at her for a while, seeing that she really stopped talking, he became a little anxious, moved towards her, and said hesitantly: "Then you... Let the old man take a look."

"Then what if I lie to you?" Yan Xuhuan's lips twitched slightly, but she didn't open her eyes.

This embarrasses the old man with disheveled hair, scratching his head and scratching his head, but he is really curious, isn't he here just to see it!

Listening to the movement of the ninth-rank martial artist, Yan Xuhuan leaned leisurely. She is not in a hurry, just wait quietly.

Sure enough, the old man struggled with himself for a long time, and said: "Look at your small appearance, you can't beat me, show me quickly." After saying that, he moved to Yan Xuhuan's side and looked at it expectantly.

"Here." In Yan Xuhuan's palm, a book of heavenly exercises suitable for warriors appeared, and with a flick of his wrist, he threw it to the fun old man.

The old man caught it in a hurry, and quickly looked through it. The more he looked, the more fascinated he became, and he was amazed that it was indeed a little bit better than he thought.

The iron chains on Yan Xuhuan's body were loosened, and she stretched her muscles and was about to leave, but the old man grabbed her wrist like lightning. "Don't go." Its speed reached the limit of human beings in this world.

Although he was talking to Yan Xuhuan, his eyes never moved away from the exercise in his hand for a moment.

On the other side, Duguyan stood under the eaves, and was rewarded that the ten people sent by Zhuquetang had returned, but Feng Suiyan did not see anyone at the appointed time.

What happened to her?

The same anxious flower monkey looked up and saw a person flying by in the sky, dressed in black with dark red borders, thinking it was Feng Suiyan returning.But when he took a closer look, he found that it was Duguyan who was wearing Feng Suiyan's clothes secretly.

Where is she going?What are you doing stealing my hero's clothes?

After the chaos of the Demon Slayer Alliance, the guard was stepped up.Duguyan stood on the top of the hill, looking down at a circle of thousands of tent lights, looking for the direction of the main tent.

If Feng Suiyan is in danger, then the danger must come from the ninth-rank warriors, and the place where the strong ones live should be near the main tent.

The position of the main account has doubled the security, patrolling and guarding constantly, holding up the torch, it is very bright, and there are no dead ends.

Seeing their defense like iron barrels, Duguyan's eyebrows stretched, and his eyes searched the tents again.Not long after, his eyes fixed on a position about twenty feet to the west of the main tent. There was a tent there, and there was a wasteland around it, and no one approached it.

Flying down the mountain and hiding in the night, it didn't take long to come to the camp here.The closer you get, the more you can feel the breath of Feng Suiyan. He opened the curtain to enter, and his eyes met Feng Suiyan, in exchange for her to smile.It's a little more real, which makes people look more comfortable.

Then, she staggered her gaze and moved to the old man lying on the coffin lid and holding a book.Suddenly, the pupils shrank, feeling the danger.Come to think of it, this person is what they call a ninth-rank warrior.

"Come and sit." Yan Xuhuan beckoned her to come over, "This dress suits you quite well."

Dugu Yan said nothing, but walked over and sat cross-legged a palm away from her.At this point, the oppressive feeling lingering on his body suddenly disappeared.

He sighed secretly: The ninth-rank martial artist is really powerful!

"Old man, try to find a place where no one is around." The old man got up after rolling around, and Duguyan and the two also stood up.Seeing this, the old man grinned, and shot out his two fingers, and the two of them were frozen, motionless.

The triumphant old man waved his hands, and the two were sent into the coffin like two logs. With a "boom", the lid of the coffin was suddenly closed, causing the eardrums to buzz.

The exhaust holes on the coffin wall not only let in the air for breathing, but also a little bit of light.After the old man left, Yan Xuhuan moved her body and lay comfortably on Duguyan's body, looking at her.

At this moment, Duguyan's whole body was immobilized, and she could only carry a person lying on top of her.Moreover, this person is very thick-skinned, obviously he has lost his way, but he still suppresses her.The chest was hit hard by her just now, and it still hurts at this moment.

"Get up." The tone was not very good, it was so cold that the air could freeze!

"Ah." Yan Xuhuan opened his mouth slightly, yawned, moved his head slightly, swayed back and forth several times, and muttered, "I'm so sleepy." She looked pitiful but extremely in need of a beating.

The person above moved his head, which slightly relieved the dull pain in his chest, but it was followed by a burst of embarrassment.In contrast, Duguyan would rather be in pain than feel uncomfortable at this time. "you....."

Just as he was about to continue talking, footsteps came from outside, and someone stopped outside the tent. "Senior Sun, Leader Wang, please post an account."

Standing outside the camp were the subordinates of Leader Wang of the Demon Elimination Alliance. At this moment, he was ordered by Leader Wang to ask Sun Xingchang to discuss the matter of killing Feng Suiyan.

After the quarrel just now, President Wang is now having trouble sleeping and eating, and he will not be able to sleep peacefully unless he kills the devil Feng Suiyan.After thinking about it for a while, he decided to coax this ninth-rank martial artist to go out and kill her.

There was no echo from inside the tent, the messenger lifted up the curtain with mischievous eyebrows, stretched his head to look inside, but there was no one there.After hesitating for a long time, seeing that there was no sign of Sun Xingchang outside, he raised his foot and stepped in.

This is the place where the ninth-rank martial artist lives. If he can find a martial arts cheat book, then he will be lucky.

The messenger glanced around with his triangular eyes, then fixed his gaze on the coffin.The furnishings in this tent are simple and can be seen at a glance, so things can be hidden in this coffin.

One step, two steps approaching, hands on the coffin lid, moving gently.

The two people inside were not at all nervous, and Yan Xuhuan looked even more lazy, lying quite comfortably on a human cushion, looking up with his head half-supported in his palms, waiting for the deadly messenger to push open the coffin lid.