Villain Boss Raiders [Transmigration Book]

The frosty white robes blow across the sky, and the lush trees cover the sky and block out the sun.

A small path is sandwiched between the wild grass on both sides, twists and turns like a centipede with a broken leg, climbing to the top.There are countless thorny plants and trees beside the road, covering the rugged mountainous ground.

Meng Cang fell down, put away his saber, and looked at the intersection of the only path up the mountain for a while.

A stone monument was erected under the nearby big tree: Jinque Mountain.

Fonts are not common in the world, and the age is untestable.

With the sound of people's footsteps, the night bird lurking in the dense forest fluttered its wings, and after a chirping sound, it flew away from each branch, leaving a more silent and terrifying forest.

It was almost noon, and it was as cold as dusk. No wonder the local people were afraid of it, and there were a lot of evil and sneaky things.

Meng Cang's feet were like the wind, and he didn't touch an inch of ground. He leaned over and flew straight up the mountain, his clothes fluttering in the air.

When he was approaching the top of the mountain, he frowned a little, his mood was in a mess, his feet landed on the ground, and he looked forward in silence.

A strange old pine.

It is said to be an old pine, because the knotted branches are closely connected with the nearby stone wall or not.

It's weird because the old pine has completely withered in this season.

And there was a person sitting cross-legged under the tree.

To be precise, a monk.

A good looking monk.

Practicing with hair, three thousand threads of troubles are left behind.

Snow-white monk's robe, dark red Buddhist beads, delicate and gentle eyebrows and eyes, tall figure and generous demeanor.

If it was someone else who came, I'm afraid he was relieved immediately and went up to say hello to the master.

Unfortunately, it was Meng Cang who came.

This person cultivates the path of ruthlessness, and the appearance of the person seen by the naked eye has no effect on his judgment.

Meng Cang drew out his sword: "Your Excellency is the monk that people at the bottom of the mountain say?"

The other party opened his eyes: "But I don't know what the people at the bottom of the mountain said."

Meng Cang looked at his blood-red rosary and said, "It's all good words, don't worry."

The monk smiled and walked towards Meng Cang, his hands were empty, as if he was defenseless, and he didn't mind him holding the weapon.

"The benefactor is not good at using a sword, you can put it down."

"No, hold it in your hand as a decoration."

Meng Cang frowned and then let go, calmly, not surprised that the other party saw his weakness in not being good at using the sword at a glance.

The monk was still smiling, raised his hand and rested it on Meng Cang's sword, not afraid of the sharp edge, covered the blade with his palm, and slid it from the end to the hilt.

"Good sword."

"Award."

Meng Cang raised his eyebrows in response, and with a little force, he pushed the blade over. The monk was like a dilapidated butterfly with damaged wings, lightly pushed to the edge of the mountain by the sudden force.

As soon as his back touched the stone wall, a white light flashed, and the whole person disappeared, as if he had got into the stone wall.

Meng Cang took his time, splitting the withered pine branch attacking behind him with his sword, leaping deeply, and trampled its roots on the soles of his feet, breaking the support of this evil obstacle for further attacks.

The sky suddenly turned cloudy, the ground was wet, the morning wind was as swift as the evening wind, and the raindrops were flying, as if heavy rain was coming.Blood-red dark clouds hovered above the sun, gradually obscuring the visible clear sky.

At the same time, several long-bodied monsters shook the ground, causing quite a commotion below.

Meng Cang didn't dare to neglect the vision, he lifted his feet and flew away. As soon as his feet rose, a huge blood python burst out of the ground where he was standing just now, with its mouth baring its fangs, it was so terrifying.

Looking around again, at some time, there were countless giant pythons of this size, and they had already crawled all over the forest.

Meng Cang floated up, sat down cross-legged in the air, closed his eyes and adjusted his breath, as if he was not worried that the giant python could touch him.

As he closed his eyes and put down his saber, the blood pythons lay horizontally under it, jumping and stretching their bodies, trying to swallow this person one by one, but in the end they missed the move and could not climb to such a high place , Even those who slightly scratched the corner of the robe were instantly knocked to the ground by the defensive circle propped up by the little Taoist priest.

Meng Cang's breath adjustment is mainly to adjust his mood.

When he opened his eyes and looked down again, it was already a different look.With a helpless sigh, he drew out his sword and stabbed towards the place where the withered pine was.

The blade of the sword touched the ground, and the mirror-like scenery was shattered in an instant. The ground was covered with weeds, the stone walls were smooth and nothing, the sky was clear, the trees were dense and strong, and there were no dead pine trees in front of us, let alone the monk sitting under the withered pine trees.

I don't know when he entered the phantom of the demon cultivator.

If he resisted vigorously just now and lost too much energy, it may be difficult to get out.

It’s just why this demon cultivator’s body... Although Meng Cang guessed that the monk was a demon, he couldn’t find the aura left by him for a while, so he could only think based on what appeared in the illusion just now:

Could it be the boa constrictor?

There is a powerful boa constrictor hidden in Jinque Mountain, but there is no previous monk to subdue it?

Is it powerless, not capable enough, or is there another reason?

Meng Cang took a few steps and was taken aback for a moment, but there was no way in front of him.

He actually walked and walked to a very high cliff, and there was a rapid waterfall turbulent below, and he kept falling into the huge deep pool below it.

Looking up, you can see cranes flying faintly in the clouds and mist, and the surrounding trees are several times higher than before out of thin air, and a strong power similar to spiritual power is infused around you.

Oops!

Meng Cang has always been calm, but this time it was rare for him to turn pale with shock and his expression froze.

This boa constrictor demon has more than one layer of illusion skills, he just thought he had broken through the barrier, but it turned out to be just another illusion.

He froze in place for half an hour, no monsters similar to blood pythons appeared to attack him, the surroundings were peaceful and deserted.

Could it be that the seductive place in the heart of Taoyuan makes people unable to get illusions?

Meng Cang remembered that there was a record of a similar illusion technique in the library in the Qingjingmen.

[A monk once broke into the hometown of Da Neng and fell into a spell. He saw a Taoist couple who died young here, and happily reunited with him, and lived happily for several years.There was no further news, and the apprentice found the remains of the monk near the old place. There were no three souls or six souls. I don't know where the primordial spirit is. It must have been reincarnated. 】

Thinking this way, Meng Cang was slightly confused for a moment. What is he obsessed with?

Is it the death of master and brother?Or is it a pity that he is not talented in the way of sword and fire as the master said?

He stood there for a while, and finally someone came, not from behind, but from the deep pool under the waterfall.

The two didn't know what to do, and the snow-skinned woman came out of the water like a fish. After playing and playing, she lay down on the edge of the pool, quiet for a while, and chatted.

Meng Cang was calm and aware of the abnormality of the phantom. Since the woman didn't notice him, he closed his eyes and sat behind the trees, consciously or unconsciously, listening to what they had to say.

"Sister Qingtong, when I go to Suohe Tiangong, how can I sneak out?" The younger-looking woman hugged her sister's waist, looking very cute.

The woman named Qingtong turned over and touched her sister's hair: "10 years may not necessarily give you the opportunity to serve the Lord, because of this, you can't play around in the future. In Yinlongchuan, everyone will protect you, go If you offend someone in Shuhe Tiangong, even your father will be helpless."

Yin Yan said: "It would be great if my sister could go for me. You have always admired Your Majesty since you were young, and I just want to follow the little lunatic to catch fish in Longtan... Who knows why Your Majesty chose me..."

Qing Tong said with a smile: "I chose you because I think you are good. Little girl who doesn't know how to be blessed, how many goddesses begged Master Si Ye to change her name, just to enter the Shuhe Tiangong and see her true face."

Yin Yan rolled his eyes: "Sister, the goddess you are talking about is not yourself, is it?"

Qingtong didn't know if he was being told what was on his mind, so he became angry from embarrassment, and splashed water on his sister: "You're talking nonsense again!"

Yin Yan was naturally not afraid of her, he plunged into the dragon pond, and when he came out again, his hair splashed water all over his sister.

The two were quarreling, and suddenly Yin Yan said with a smile, "Here comes the little lunatic."

The two sisters suddenly got out of the dragon pool, flew upwards, and turned into two giant dragons, one snow-white and the other silver-white, with scales shining under the sun, entangled their bodies, and after turning around the sun for more than a dozen times, they finally landed. On the edge of Longtan, they regain their human form and put on their own clothes.

Qingtong is wearing a red silk skirt, wisteria and wooden hairpins, and a black precious jade string on her chest.

Yin Yan is wearing a white gauze skirt embroidered with velvet flowers, the hem of the skirt moves automatically with the wind, velvet flowers are also adorned on the temples, silver armbands are worn on both arms, and her face is lovely and delicate.

Seeing this, Meng Cang was taken aback again.

The dragon girl named Yin Yan has a lot of similarities with herself in appearance, maybe this is not an illusion left by the demon cultivator to confuse him?

It has to be said that the illusion created by this monster is very capable of deceiving people, it is very difficult to distinguish the real from the fake.

As he spoke, a young man in gray and white clothes fell to the ground with a knife on his back, swayed twice, stabilized himself, and looked at the Longnv sisters with an embarrassed and shy smile.The young man's limbs were lean and strong, his black hair hung loose behind him, and his pupils were dark black.

Before the three of them had time to speak, there was a "plop", and a frost-white figure fell straight down from top to bottom in the Longtan.

The young man's face turned even redder, and the dragon girl on the opposite side laughed because she raised her eyebrows, and then she transformed into a dragon's tail, swiped it into the water, and slapped the unlucky one who had accidentally fallen into the cloud onto the shore.

"Ahem." The unlucky guy half-kneeled on the ground, clenched his hands into fists, kept beating the ground, choking water, and Meng Cang couldn't help but chuckle when he saw it.As soon as he made a sound, Fang realized that he was spying and listening. In a panic, he realized that he was completely ignored.

He, as transparent, can be passed through by nearby beasts.

Phantom, phantom, don't panic.

Beside the Dragon Pool, the young man cupped his hands and said to the two Dragon Girls, "Ayun recklessly broke into the Dragon Pool, please forgive my sin."

Yin Yan said with a smile: "Little lunatic, why do you have to learn so much trouble, this kid, where is he missing recently?"

Wang Nv Qingtong responded with a smile: "What Yinyan said is, Linfeng, you raise your head."

The young man dared to look at her straight in the eye, and when he saw her, she was so beautiful that he thought it was better to keep his head down.

"Yin Yan, don't you want to see what the Great Dream Sword looks like, and why don't you drag Xiao Yunze to the Great Dream Palace?"

"Sister, you drove me away again!"

"Let's go, let's go..."

Just waiting for Xiao Yunze to take his sister away, Qingtong jumped to the side of the boy named Linfeng, blinked and looked at him with a smile: "I asked you last time, do you have an answer?"

Linfeng said blankly: "I stole the Qishengqin, played it as the princess said, but didn't see anything."

In fact, I saw someone.

Combined with the rumors from the God Realm, he knows the beauty of the Qishengqin.

It's just that seeing a man, this kind of thing is really weird, it's not easy to tell Qingtong directly.And that man, he had never seen in his life, and he didn't know where he came from.

Qingtong grew up with Fu Linfeng since he was a child, and he didn't shy away from anything. Hearing this, he said with a smile: "I still thought you would see me or Yin Yan."

The boy touched his head and murmured, "I don't dare."

Qingtong laughed loudly: "Why don't you dare? You are so courageous, you are not as good as me. I will soon go to Mihe Tiangong as a maid for my sister."

Fu Linfeng said in a daze, "How?"

Qing Tong put her feet into the Longtan: "I went to ask my father. My father went to visit His Majesty again, and the matter was done. It happens that my sister doesn't want to go. If she doesn't want to, I can't help it."

Young Fu Linfeng: "Then, be careful, princess."

Qing Tong smiled: "Don't worry, I'm not in a hurry, I won't offend anyone recklessly."

So Fu Linfeng also smiled, with a handsome boy's face: "Then Linfeng is waiting for the return of the princess in Yinlongchuan."

This woman's wish came true...

Meng Cang secretly thought.

After listening to this conversation, his translucent body floated up, catching up with the man and woman who were going to another palace.

This palace is also a rare miracle in the mortal world, surrounded by thousands of miles of snow plums, the flowers are half-open and half-closed, the fragrance is wafting far away, and there is an upside-down moon disk-shaped halo on the seat, which makes the eyes blurred.

Because his body followed the young man named Xiao Yunze, Meng Cang entered the inner room of the palace effortlessly, just like the dragon girl Yinyan.

The structure of it is indescribably wonderful, all of which he has never seen in his life. Here he is amazed, and there he is stunned.

Growing up in the Qingjingmen, I asked myself that I had seen quite a few magical plants, but I was still shocked all the way.

The rest are not uncommon, but he doesn't seem to recognize them at all.

When we reached the innermost part, we stopped in one of the most hidden stone rooms.

It stands to reason that the most valuable things should be hidden here.

Meng Cang's beating heart just now gradually sank.

A pair of translucent eyes pierced Xiao Yunze's back, and saw the fetish that Long Nu never forgot.

a sword.

From the outside, it's not a very shiny and unparalleled sword.

A simple long sword without a scabbard, hanging upside down in the blue light ball circle, like a giant dragon sleeping with its eyes closed.

For a moment, everything was still.

Whether it was Xiao Yunze or Yin Yan, they all disappeared in place, and there was nothing in front of them, only this sword.

The heart seemed to stop, and it seemed to be beating violently. Everything was unimportant, only the sword remained.

Unknowingly, Meng Cang stepped forward, grasped the hilt of the sword from top to bottom, and with a little force, it seemed that he could pull out the sword.

Then, take the sword away, forever, and keep it by your side.

The blade of the ancient sword refracted many small rays of light, humming continuously, as if it was about to leave the magic circle at any time and follow the person who drew the sword.

Everything is drawing him to do it.

However, in the end.

Meng Cang opened his eyes, standing behind Yin Yan, staring at the Excalibur, without making any further moves.

He held back at the critical moment.

If you don't use the sword well, even if you want to go, you will bury the sword instead.

Meng Cang calmed down, he was not a swordsman, he didn't need a good sword.

However, this was the first time in his life that he deeply regretted that he had no talent in kendo since he was a child, even a little mediocre talent.

Thinking of the experience of practicing the martial art of swordsmanship to no avail, Meng Cang smiled wryly and backed away.

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The next chapter is what Meng Cang thinks he saw Ye Fai for the first time.

Guess who Fu Linfeng saw when he played Qishengqin?

Qishengqin is a magical setting. Many people in the article can play it, and Ye Ye will also play it in the future. What he saw is also quite unimaginable...