After transmigrating into Sword Spirit: The villain obediently comes to my bowl

Jinghong listened carefully to the sound of fighting, and said calmly: "Ayu, the sound is heard from a hundred meters away, and that seems to be the only way we must pass." The two moved like arrows leaving the string. Forward.

Wuying looked excited, and followed closely behind the two of them, his footsteps were somewhat eager. He was on the verge of breaking through recently, and he wanted to break through himself through fighting...

The young man dressed in black had blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth, and the sword in his hand was shining brightly. His eyes didn't flinch at all. His thin body stood in front of the girl in purple like a mountain.

The girl's beautiful eyes looked at the young man worriedly, "Wuhui, don't worry about me, just go."

Wugui stretched out his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth. He looked coldly at the eighth-order spirit beast in front of him, "Miss, even if I die, I will die before you."

Mengqiu's eyes were sour, and the family members gave up on her without hesitation in the face of the powerful spirit beast.

Only the boy in front of her stood resolutely in front of her. This boy she picked up three years ago was always by her side to protect her.

Mengqiu stepped forward and took Wuhui's hand, "Wuhui, we will face it together if you don't leave."

There was a flash of light in Wugui's eyes, and when he thought of the birthmark on his face, his eyes dimmed again. He was reluctant to give up the tenderness in his hands, and greedily wanted to keep it longer.

The boy's eyebrows and eyes are picturesque, but unfortunately, on his left face, there is a black flame-shaped birthmark, covering his right eye, destroying his original handsome appearance.

Half of his face is fair and handsome, and half of his face is like a ghost. Everyone dislikes him and insults him. Only the girl next to him, Mengqiu, who saved him from dying, still doesn't dislike him and keeps him by his side...

For such a kind and beautiful lady, he can only bury his growing affection in his heart, he is not worthy of her.

The eighth-order spirit beast, the two-headed dragon, has a red dragon head, and an angry light flashed in the dragon's eyes. Looking at Wuhui and Mengqiu's tightly clasped hands, "Boy, you are going to die today."

The blue dragon head looked at Mengqiu and said: "Little beauty, you should just catch him without a fight, if we weren't afraid of hurting you, we would have beaten that kid to death hundreds of times.

People in your family, who went to Qianrenya from our territory, kept you here as a reward, and you will be our spiritual servant from now on. "

Mengqiu felt sad, she was indeed a member of the family, leaving her here, the rumors turned out to be true, and if she wanted to go to Qianrenya, she would have to pay the eighth-order spirit beast Double-headed Dragon here.

The eighth-order spirit beast, the double-headed dragon, only likes natural treasures and beauties, so many families are willing to keep a beauty. I don't know how many girls are buried here. After all, natural treasures are much more precious than beauties.

She looked angrily at the eighth-order spirit beast, the double-headed dragon, "It's not my will that they left me here. I won't compromise. At worst, you kill me."

Wugui yelled worriedly, "Miss."

Mengqiu looked at him seriously, "No regrets, call my name, I only have you."

Wugui's heart was beating violently, the name she had called thousands of times in her dreams, under the gaze of her bright eyes, she couldn't say it no matter what.

It took a while before he called out hoarsely, "Qiu'er." With indescribable satisfaction in his heart, he finally called out the name of Miss, the only light in his life.

Mengqiu smiled, clenched the long sword in her hand, and stood side by side with Wuhui...

The red dragon head looked at the blue dragon head and said, "Second brother, let's kill that bastard and grab the beauty."

The blue dragon head shook his head, "Brother, don't be so irritable, what if you hurt the little beauty?"

The red dragon head stared at the longan, and said impatiently: "Why don't we kill them all, will we still be short of beauties while guarding Qianrenya?"

The cyan dragon head quickly comforted her, "Brother, this little beauty has the body of a wind spirit and hasn't awakened yet. After our training, she should be able to accompany us for a few more years."

The red dragon head said: "Then what do you say?"

The blue dragon's head was on the red dragon's head, and whispered a few words next to his ear, "Let's trap them first, wait for them to relax their vigilance, separate them and slap that brat to death with one paw, and we will embrace the beauty."

The red dragon head nodded, stopped shouting and killing, just stared at the two of them with long eyes.

Mengqiu took out a elixir from the storage ring and handed it to Wuhui, "Take a elixir first, and only when your injury heals can you protect me better."

Wuhui didn't refuse, he held the sword in one hand, took the elixir and threw it into the mouth with the other. His cultivation base in the later stage of Jindan was far from being the opponent of the eighth-order spirit beast, the double-headed dragon.

If it wasn't for his special physique, and the fact that the two-headed dragon didn't kill Mengqiu for fear of accidentally hurting Mengqiu, the current situation would be...

Jinghong and Dongfang Yu came for a while, Jinghong looked not far away, the boy in black and the girl in purple beside him.

Her heart was touched. When she heard the name Wuhui, she always felt a little familiar. Where did she hear this name?

Her eyes fell on the young man, the black flame-shaped birthmark on the left cheek, her beautiful eyes couldn't help but widen, and she shouted in her heart: Wugui, the forbidden son of Wugui, the child of the Demon God of War and Goddess.

There was a flash of inspiration in the beautiful eyes, and looking at Wuhui, the young man turned out to be a drop of purple-gold blood wrapped in light.

Jinghong has already remembered that Wuhui's real body in the original book is still sealed in the tomb of the gods. Now Wuhui is a drop of blood essence that he escaped from. His soul is attached to the blood essence and turns into a black-clothed boy Wuhui.

Jinghong looked at the girl in purple, she should be Wuhui's sweetheart, there is not much record in the original book, she just appeared in Wuhui's memory.

After the death of Wuhui's sweetheart, after being blackened for thousands of years, he broke open the god's tomb to avenge his sweetheart. The fire of revenge wiped out the entire forest, and the entire Mengjia was buried with him...

Jinghong looked at the endless Qianren Forest. Is the forest that was burned into nothingness the Qianren Forest?

Dongfang Yu looked into Jinghong's shining eyes, and said tenderly and dotingly: "Jinghong, you want to save them."

Jinghong smiled and said: "We are going to walk to Qianren Cliff from here, and you also heard that the two-headed dragon said that the girl is the reward for people from their family to go to Qianren Cliff."

A cold light flashed in Dongfang Yu's dark eyes, and he shot in the direction of the two-headed dragon like ice, "If it dares to attract your attention, I will make his life worse than death."

Dongfang Yu's gaze was too cold. The eighth-order spirit beast, the double-headed dragon, raised his head suddenly, and his eyes looked in the direction of Dongfang Yu's group. "Who? Who's there? We won't be polite if we don't come out."

Dongfang Yu and Jinghong came out from behind the big tree, Wuying, Dongfang Han, Liu Yang...all came out one after another.

The eyes of the two-headed dragon looked at everyone, and then saw Jinghong, Liu Yang... when there were a few beauties, greedy light flashed in the eyes of the two pairs of dragons, especially the red dragon head, its eyes finally stayed on Jinghong's face …

The cyan dragon head looked at Dongfang Yu and said, "You are going to Qianren Cliff from here? You should have heard of the rules here, right?"

Dongfang Yu stood in front of Jinghong, his voice bursting with anger, "What rules? I haven't heard of them?"