Villain Boss Raiders [Transmigration Book]

Bai Yan felt that he didn't come at the right time, so he pulled Ziying and resigned directly.

Li Junji hung Ye Fen's body and did not try to keep him, but only watched the two of them fly away from the Temple of the Heavens.

Looking at the sky-blue figure, Ye Fei was slightly lost in thought, and when his body lightened, he was hugged horizontally by Li Jun again.

"I am fine."

He struggled for a while, but to no avail, he could only mutter to ask Li Jun to let him down.

"In Shangwu God's Vault, you must become a god."

Li Jun put Ye Fu back on the big bed in his room, and gently placed his left hand on his face which was gradually turning from pale to rosy.

"How can I become a god?"

Ye Fei asked a normal question.

Because he is not a god, he needs to become a god, and this person in front of him undoubtedly does not have much experience in ascension, and the innate gods never need to consider this issue.

As for the question of whether the evil god and the demon man are considered gods, thank you.

Li Jun's expression was gentle, his movements did not change, his voice was calm, and it could be heard that he had been thinking for a long time: "It's difficult for others."

Nonsense, to become a god is not to raise pigs, it is not difficult, why so many people fell in the last step outside the vault of God?

Li Jun smiled and said, "But for you, it's easy."

Ye Fei held his hand to stop him from ravaging his face: "You don't even know what my body is... Where do you get the confidence?"

"Why don't you try it now?"

Ye Fei shuddered suddenly, seeing the smile on the corner of Li Jun's mouth getting more and more like a 120-day style, his arms subconsciously stretched back, trying to escape from here.

After climbing twice, Li Jun dragged her back and hugged her tightly.

Ye Fai swallowed a mouthful of old blood in his throat: "120 days... 120 days... If I can become a god, I will fly up soon..."

Li Jun rubbed his nose, and said in embarrassment: "Blame me, I'm young, I didn't think carefully, I didn't perform the exercises in time, and the soul was damaged that day, it's really not a good time to help you become a god..."

Ye Wei shook his head, and still wanted to confirm: "There is nothing else, is there a necessary step?"

Li Jun was confused: "You mean?"

Ye Fei stammered, and said in a secretive way: "Swallow what... lick what... hold what..."

Li Junyi understood, and when he laughed out loud, he shook his head: "No need."

Ye Fei pressed his heart down.

The room was silent, Tiandao's words were like a magic voice, lingering in his ears all the time, and he refused to let it go.

Ye Fai bit his lower lip, then let go, his expression returned to normal, and he said, "Before I become a god, I want to go back to the lower realm."

Li Jun thought that he was reluctant to part with his master and fellow disciples, or perhaps, the mountain residence where the two had been together for a hundred years, and replied: "I will accompany you."

Unknowingly, the hand was held backwards, tightly held, like countless warm and intoxicating embraces.

Ye Fei buried his head, covering all the emotions in his eyes, and only replied with one word: "Okay."

It's settled.

Go down to the fairyland, Danxintai.

Everyone was wrapped in plain white cloth robes, holding small soul-fixing banners, forming a half-moon shape, silent and mournful.

Zhang Chongguan stood in the center of the altar with a whisk in his hand, opened the altar, and stared at the two round lamps in front of him.

The word "Xue Hui" is engraved on the wooden nameplate in front of one lamp, and the word "Yang Fei" is engraved on the other.

"Soul—! Call—!"

Zhang Chongguan threw a stack of paper talismans into the air, and burned them up with the power of the pill fire. The remaining ashes fell to the ground without a trace, and the whisk floated up by itself to sweep away the dust in front of the two lamps.

Not long after, the flickering was finalized, the lights went out, and the wooden sign suddenly split into two piles of sawdust.

With a move of his hand, Zhang Chongguan called Fuchen back, turned around slowly and stepped up the steps, while closing his eyelids, he let out a long sigh.

The rest of the elders of the Immortal Mansion hurriedly gathered around and comforted him: "Master, don't be too sad, life and death are destiny, and the sky has decided."

Zhang Chongguan looked back at the lamp that had been extinguished. The lamp that once represented the young disciple flickered from the corner of his eyes, hiding something that could not be said at the moment, but it was so confusing that even his fellow disciples who had known him for thousands of years could not guess through.

He flicked his sleeves and flew away from Danxintai, leaving only one more sentence: "These two children's seats in Fenghuo Hall, let's keep them."

All the elders looked at each other, puzzled, and replied: "Obey."

Under the Immortal Realm, Bamboo Sea.

One white and one green figure fell to the ground at the same time.

A few days later, Ye Fen looked around and said with a smile, "I'm back."

Li Jun was sensitive and immediately asked, "You don't like Shenqiong."

Ye Fei randomly found a stone, sat down, and patted a corner of his dress: "No, it's just that I'm more familiar with this place."

Li Jun: "There will be a long time to come, and sooner or later we will get acquainted with each other."

Ye Fei stared at his serious expression for a long time, then smiled: "That's right, in the future, Fang Chang."

Li Jun came to him and sat down: "Aren't you going to visit Danxintai?"

Ye Fei tilted his head: "No."

Li Jun: "Really not going?"

Ye Fei took his arm, and rarely took the initiative to cling to someone: "Sit here with me for a while."

Cloud shadows are erratic, and the moon is on the branches.

Ye Fei got up, pulled Li Jun to change places, and sat on the roof of the bamboo house.

He changed his body, changed back to his original appearance, and leaned against Li Jun.

"I want to ask you something."

Li Jun: "You ask."

Ye Fei lowered his head and looked at the flute that didn't exist at all: "When you were looking for me that time, you were on the roof, what exactly was it playing?"

Li Jun smiled lightly, summoned the flute out of nowhere, shook it: "This?"

Ye Fei snatched it over, tried to blow it twice, nodded and said: "The name of the song is..."

Li Jun smiled in his eyes and looked at the person beside him: "There is no name."

"No?"

"I just want to play it to you, just like my mother, of course, to my father."

Ye Fei was silent, and the hand holding the flute was tightened by three points. When he looked up, his smile remained: "I want to learn."

Li Jun gently hugged him in his arms, raised his arms, and straightened his posture first, with a relaxed tone: "It's not difficult, but I'm afraid it will make you suffer a little."

"so?"

He took a sip, and the hoarse flute escaped from the port.

"Silly, it's not blowing fire."

After hearing this, Li Jun couldn't laugh or cry, and taught him one by one, putting his four hands on the long flute, correcting it bit by bit.

The night wind blows thousands of leaves in the bamboo sea, and the rustling sound, accompanied by the intermittent flute sound, falls on the hearts of the two of them.

Li Jun taught very seriously, as if his hand was not a flute, but the big dream sword that unexpectedly belonged to him on the sky of the gods.

For tens of thousands of years, he has never been so intoxicated by such a thing, simple and peaceful, just like the first ray of white light refracted by the mirror lake at noon, just sinking to the bottom of the lake.

Where did it come from, and where did it end.

As the night was about to pass, Li Jun listened to Ye Fai's flute sound which was still out of tune, and kindly withdrew his flute.

He looked up at the sky and said, "It's almost dawn."

Ye Fei followed his gaze and echoed, "Yes."

Night is always temporary.

After that is the next day.

And the hours of the day are more, more.

They both jumped off the roof.

Li Jun took two steps forward, stopped in confusion, and turned around: "You don't..."

The voice stopped abruptly.

Behind the house, thousands of bamboo leaves instantly detached from the branches, and one by one, they flew to the two of them as if consciously, and surrounded Li Jun.

The green is dazzling, and the most powerful destructive force in the world contained in the vitality is peeled off, and a person walks out of it.

The green robe fluttered wildly, and the hair was flying, and the murderous intent and coldness in Danfeng's narrow eyes were undoubtedly revealed.

It was Ye Fai, not Ye Fai.

Li Jun had never seen Ye Fai with such an expression.

calm.

decisive.

ruthless.

He seemed to have never known this person, even just a moment ago, he was hugging each other and playing the same long flute.

Li Jun stood still, quietly waiting for the opponent to approach.

Ye Fei said lightly: "You can't just go back to the Temple of the Gods with Daojun."

Li Jun's eyes fell on his icy pupils, and after a long time, he made a sound, his voice was bitter: "Where's Ye Fei?"

Ye Fei's hands behind his back trembled: "Didn't you guess it earlier? Or, don't you think I'm a threat?"

He smashed the space, did not give the opponent time to resist, jumped in front of Li Jun, held his neck with his right hand, and lifted it alive: "This is just the price you pay for underestimating the enemy."

The green robes moved with the wind, and the sea water surged. In an instant, the scene changed, and the two came to the top of the green cliff.

There is no cloud for thousands of miles, darkness spreads all over the fields, and the dead air is transpired from the sea water, and the eyes are full of sadness, no joy, no joy.

The hard and rugged black stone surface made the two figures, one blue and one white, more conspicuous.

At this point, if Li Jun could no longer understand what the old tree had not said back then, he would have been the Son of God for 10,000+ years in vain.

He stared into Ye Fei's eyes, and with his throat tightly held, he desperately said: "I... never... underestimate the enemy."

Ye Fei added a little more force to the movements of his hands, the closer he was to the sealed godhead, the more he could mobilize the original power of the body.

What's more, Li Jun has never been defensive against him.

Even if he revealed his secrets, it was so early.

"I was...betting on myself...but I lost the bet..."

There was a streak of blood at the corner of his mouth, Li Jun held on, and said another sentence.

His eyes never moved away from Ye Fei's body, like a tiger's soul, he woke up countless nights, looking down at the profile of the meditating person on the futon from the desk.

Until this time, until Ye Piao threw it onto a boulder with one sleeve, his body fell heavily, his head hit the sharp raised rock, and from top to bottom, he was hit by a powerful external force piercing into the soul.

His last look before he fell into a coma fell on Ye Fei's face.

That handsome face was unmoved in the end.

Ye Fei leaned over, put his right hand on top of Li Jun's head, held his breath, and immediately gathered all the divine power he could use, and with brute force, slowly pulled out Li Jun's soul from the half sundial totem.

With the totem in hand, he didn't rush to check its godhood and play its original role. Instead, he slowly slid his hand down from Li Jun's head, pouring out the last remaining divine power, and the turquoise light covered Shenzi's entire body.

The wound healed, the marks on the neck disappeared, and the clothes were restored to order.

Li Junping was lying on the green cliff, as if asleep, with his eyes slightly closed.

It seems to wake up at any time.

This is a place where there is no difference between day and night, it is not the world of immortals, it is not the world of desire, it is not righteous, it is not evil.

The most evil god in the world is imprisoned.

The sea surface was as calm as before, and the lifelessness gradually disappeared.

The earth-shaking changes, but so few people can notice.

If there is, it is probably those deep-sea demon spiders on the bottom of the sea who have been oppressed as hard labor again, and a clumsy juvenile demon shark.

"Go back to my body."

Ye Fei held the other half of his godhead in his hand, calling for his own godhead.

The seal engraved 400 million years ago fulfilled the oath of death, and melted into the sea little by little.

The power on the chain disappeared, and it broke into several pieces with a "click" and fell on the stone platform of the cage.

When the godhead hidden in the light cluster regained its freedom, it gradually absorbed the vine leaf totem and floated upward.

until returning to the body.

At the corner of the cliff, a man in Tsing Yi stood silently, looking at the sea.

[You are still soft-hearted. 】

The way of heaven did not know when it came to Ye Fai's mind.

Ye Fei closed his eyes, and the scenes about Li Jun kept flashing in the darkness: "He didn't resist."

Given the gap in divine power between the two, if they resisted, today would never be so smooth.

"I know he didn't underestimate the enemy...he just trusted someone who shouldn't be trusted...a gamble that can't be won at all."