The villain master does not believe that I love him

Zhao State is the most prosperous and powerful country in the world. It is adjacent to many fairy gates in the cultivation world. Its capital, Tandu, is less than a thousand miles away from the Cave of Reversing the Universe, and it is also the city that is quickly occupied by monsters.

In the past, there were no high-level monsters to command ordinary beasts, and they just blindly killed and gnawed. This time, because of the appearance of the eighth-level wind eagle-winged tiger, they took the lead in occupying the human territory. This is really unheard of and unseen.Not to mention the tens of thousands of monsters under the command of the Wind Eagle Winged Tiger, there are also four seventh-rank monsters stationed in the city.

Considering that the gap between realms is like a moat, and monsters are stronger than humans, monsters with the same level of cultivation can usually step up and challenge higher-level monks. Fighting is tantamount to giving away human heads, so most monks are responsible for beheading the low-level monsters that are raging in the city, and high-level monks like Zhao Youwei, Mu Lianqing, and Wei Zitang mainly deal with the four seventh-level monsters with all their strength.

The mighty army of Immortal Dao has been reorganized, or flying with swords, or riding a celestial horse, like thousands of meteors across the cloudless sky, gathered outside Tandu of Zhao State.

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Ning Wuyan is a typical orthodox monk.

His father is Elder Ning from Changlin Xianshan, his mother is a powerful person in the Qingfeng sect, and he grew up in Changlin Xianshan since he was a child. He sneered at the monsters occupying Tandu, and his attitude was very contemptuous.

"It takes such a waste of time to deal with those monsters who only know how to fight and kill? Elder Zhao and the others are still discussing? The opportunity must not be missed, why not kill them today."

Due to his identity, Ning Wuyan could only wait outside the tent. At this time, a person finally walked out of the tent. He walked up excitedly, and found that the other party was actually that famous demon cultivator disciple, Ling Xing or something.

Ling Xinglan was wearing silver-white light armor today, with a sword at his waist, and his black hair was tied up high with a carved white jade crown, revealing his fair neck, looking neat and handsome.There is also a little kingfisher with luxurious feathers on his shoulder, with a small body and bright black eyes, it looks very cute and quiet.

He has always been curious about how to fight a city siege like this kind of comprehension version. After listening to Elder Zhao's sneak attack plan, he realized that it was actually not much different from what he had seen in TV dramas before. They are monsters, and those outside the city are monks.

Ning Wuyan saw Ling Xinglan coming out of the big tent, and felt extremely upset. He thought that a demon cultivator had a higher status than him, and Ling Xinglan had no right to come here.

"Hey! You! Be careful, who knows if you, a monster, will secretly betray our fairy army and send a message to those monsters!"

His voice was so loud that the monks passing by looked at Ling Xinglan after hearing the words. After all, it is a sensitive moment when monsters and humans are fighting. Most of these eyes are questioning or examining, like nails. People feel uncomfortable.

Ling Xinglan looked at him in surprise, before he had time to say anything, a powerful big hand pinched Ning Wuyan's shoulder, Ning Wuyan's disdainful expression froze for a moment, and when he turned around, there was another new face .

"Brother, be careful what comes out of your mouth."

Helian Shaoyuan's smile is always warm and friendly, so that countless powerful and fairies in the original work will willingly surrender and go through life and death for him.

Ning Wuyan sneered, "Who are you?"

"You don't have to worry about who I am. You just need to know that spreading rumors and disturbing the morale of the army at this time, and being found out by the immortal chiefs, you will be severely punished. Elder Zhao, why did you come out? This monk said that he—" Helian Shaoyuan looked behind Ning Wuyan in surprise.

Ning Wuyan looked behind him like a cat with its hair blown, with a nervous expression on his face, he realized that Helian Shaoyuan had lied to him, and made a fool of himself for nothing.

"You wait for me!"

He gave Helian Shaoyuan a vicious look, and had no choice but to turn around and leave.

Ling Xinglan stood where he was, looking at Helian Shaoyuan in surprise.

Because he knew that Ning Wuyan, who hated monsters, was the hero's more important errand boy in the novel, but now Helian Shaoyuan became an enemy because of him.

"Thank you for helping me out, Helian...but I can't change my identity as a demon cultivator, don't you hate it?"

Helian Shaoyuan: "What is your original body?"

"Seventh-order snow creature weasel."

The corner of Helian Shaoyuan's lips curved: "That's okay, I like it more. Can you change back and touch me when you have time?"

Ling Xinglan: "..."

What he said was so weird, the old man blushed.

"Chirp!"

The little kingfisher on Ling Xinglan's shoulder suddenly called twice, breaking the ambiguous atmosphere.

Only then did Helian Shaoyuan notice an emerald green bird parked on Ling Xinglan's shoulder.

"Why is the bird on your shoulder?"

Ling Xinglan patted the little kingfisher's head: "This is Cuisheng, I mentioned it to you before."

After all, Cuisheng is a demon cultivator, and he doesn't have the powerful backing of Ling Xinglan, so he is not qualified to join the army of immortals, but he is very worried about Ling Xinglan's safety, so he takes the initiative to change into his original form and stay by Ling Xinglan's side.

"It turned out to be Cuisheng. Your relationship is really good."

Helian Shaoyuan looked at the kingfisher and wanted to reach out to touch it, but he felt a cold gaze, and his hand paused slightly.

The little kingfisher stared at him coldly, with a sense of scrutiny, and a few dark lights flashed in the small black eyes. When he saw Helian Shaoyuan's hand stretched out, he pecked it violently. Fortunately, Ling Xinglan reacted in time to separate one person and one bird.

"Ahaha, it turns out that Cuisheng has such a violent temper."

Helian Shaoyuan smiled reluctantly. If he felt right, the peck just now seemed light, but it really fell into his hands, so he didn't have to continue this expedition.

Ling Xinglan also wondered how the usually gentle and gentle kingfisher was as manic as an angry bird, but soon the monks gathered horns and made him forget about it.

Elder Zhao was elected as the leader of the immortal head by everyone, and now he summons elite monks to explain the battle plan.

In order to slay demons and save the common people, the nine immortal heads should defeat the four seventh-level monsters one by one, and prevent them from joining forces. After they are eliminated, they should join forces and kill the eighth-level wind eagle-winged tiger in one fell swoop. Take back the human city occupied by monsters.

"The four seventh-level monsters are the Electric Sun Fierce Rat, the Ecstasy Sheyang Fox, the Jieming Golden Monkey, and the Flame Rock Turtle. Now they are entrenched in the city, commanding the low-level monsters to kill innocent people indiscriminately. We will make a surprise attack tomorrow morning. According to the above Elder Mu, you bring Lan Qiuji and others to besiege the Dianyang Rat, Elder Ning, you take Ning Wuyan and others to attack the Ecstasy Yanghu Fox..."

Ling Xinglan was listening to Elder Zhao's instructions attentively, when he suddenly felt someone touch him from behind, and turned around to see that it was Senior Brother Jing.

Senior Brother Jing: "I heard that brat Ning Wuyan called you a traitor just now? Do you want me to teach him a lesson for you?"

"No, the city is about to be sieged, try to avoid trouble."

Ling Xinglan shook her head.

"Ling Xinglan."

Suddenly someone called him.

Ling Xinglan immediately replied: "The disciple is here."

Although Elder Zhao looked at him with a smile, Ling Xinglan had a bad premonition.

Another middle-aged man in Taoist robes on the stage said: "Ning Wuyan needs to help Xianshou attack the seventh-level monsters. I heard that you have a snow-winged Pegasus that is unparalleled in the world. Reluctant to lend?"

Ling Xinglan was stunned, he looked at Ning Wuyan who was not far away, and the other party was looking at him complacently, yes, that middle-aged man was Ning Wuyan's father.

To tell the truth, when Lin Hexuan was in Changlin Fairy Mountain to protect him, these elders were usually kind to him, but now that Lin Hexuan is far away in the sky, these elders secretly give him soft knives.

Brother Jing was pulling the clothes behind his back again, probably trying to make him refuse to agree to this obvious request for public revenge, but Ling Xinglan just nodded, with a calm expression, neither angry nor aggrieved.

The much-anticipated young man blinked: "If Elder Ning needs it, I am naturally willing to lend it for the sake of the Immortal Dao army."

Ah, if these monks who hate monsters know that the ancestor they worship every day is the most powerful demon cultivator in the world, will they be so angry that they vomit blood?

Ling Xinglan thought, fortunately he and Lin Hexuan didn't announce their relationship, otherwise these old immortal monks would make a huge mess, Master should be his long-term ancestor and don't reveal his identity.

"Chirp."

The little kingfisher tilted its head, reflecting the other party's sad look in his eyes.