On How to Straighten the Villains[Transmigration Book]

The next day, it was sunny.

This can be regarded as Ji Zhongqing's first day inside the magic cultivator group.For Ji Dajianxiu, the way of magic has always been on the opposite side. This kind of thinking originated from his family, and from the integrity and arrogance in his blood.But this does not mean that he cannot accept "demons" at all - for example, at this moment, he is protecting a monster in his arms.

You Yi slept very deeply, maybe it was because he was tossed around too late, or maybe it was because Ji Zhongqing was by the side, which made him feel at ease... In short, at this moment, he was indeed unconscious, sleeping like an exhausted hiker. mortal.

——As for Gong Zhenzi, it is being supported by some unknown but responsible demon cultivators outside the house.They didn't dare to peep, and one small window of the house was facing the scenery of mountains and rivers in the distance, and it was hidden by the palace, so no one would know what happened in this house.

In the morning light, a slightly damp breeze blows in from the outside, mixed with some fallen leaves.The warm light hits the ground, creating a hazy feeling in the room.

Of course, as far as Ji Zhongqing is concerned, whether there is light or not is not important.Even in the dark, he can count how many eyelashes You You has, and he can also see the beautiful shape of the eyes of the young man in his arms, and naturally he can clearly see the intimacy of You You.

Yesterday, what the monster said was true or false, in fact Ji Zhongqing couldn't make it clear.His state of mind was disturbed because of cruising, and although his Dao heart has been tempered and stabilized again, his sharp judgment and interpretation ability are always somewhat powerless when confronting the source of this demon.

But in this ambiguous morning, Ji Zhongqing suddenly believed You Yi's words.

And in such a pleasant time, even Ji Zhongqing didn't notice a faint fluctuation in the air.Deep in the dense grass on the high cliff behind the house, a reddish-black dead branch trembled twice, and for a moment, thin and misty smoke blew out from the inside of the dead branch, with a faint glow of sparks.

Those thin smokes flowed downwards and fell all the way into the interior of the palace, turning into nothingness.

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As we all know, people who practice spirituality have half-stepped into the boundaries of non-human beings, and sleep is not necessary for them.And You Yi's deep sleep this time is actually not simple.

He is confined to a pool of dreams.

Amidst the smog and mist, the monster vaguely saw a very high mountain in the distance piercing into the sky.The crimson bare rock is as clear as crystal, and gradually turns into fertile black soil with a steep slope.Even if you are far away, you can still smell the scent of fragrant grasses in the distance while cruising. Those are all precious and famous products, but they are like weeds slumped and rooted towards the top of the mountain.

And in the bare rock grows a kind of withered and old tree. It is slender and has no emerald green color, but it is red to deep and reveals a little thick black. The lonely branches intertwine up to the sky. Half-covered is an exquisite temple group on the mountainside.

"Chiyan oozes, burning old sycamore trees." You Yi was a little confused, vaguely remembering the battle that shook the world next to He Town: "Suzaku Mountain?"

"The name of this mountain is Kutong, and there is no ability to call it [Suzaku Mountain]." A male voice came from behind him, cruising in shock, looking back with a steady mind, and happened to see the surrounding fog lighten slightly, revealing the outline of an ancient pavilion .There was a person in the pavilion wearing a black long dress, with warm eyebrows and eyes, but a big bird was tattooed on his forehead, spreading its wings sideways, and its feathers and tails were dancing flames.The man sitting here is not like practicing or wandering, but more like waiting for someone, "My Suzaku Mountain is one of the three clans in the Nine Heavens. Is this name a spiritual mountain that can be used in vain?"

You Yi's heart sank, and he stepped back half an inch, thinking that this place might not be as simple as a dream.

"Nature is not just a dream." The man said lightly.He got up, flicked his sleeves and walked towards You Cruise, with a strange certainty in his expression.Youyou wanted to retreat again, but the space between the sky and the earth suddenly began to shrink, and he began to breathe out. The viscous power rushed over, tightly adhered to Youyou's body surface, locking him like a cage.

Limbs and limbs could not be moved, eyebrows and eyes could not be moved, and even the ends of hair blown by the breeze were frozen in the air.You Yi was startled, and when he was struggling to break free, he suddenly felt a burning sensation in his chest.That is, while he was breathing, he concentrated again, only to find that he had turned back into a Mu Xinlian!

He turned out to be a complete consciousness, staying in the ninth heaven.

Without waiting for him to think about it, he was already supported by his hands, and with his pale fingertips, he unscrewed a small fat leaf, and sniffed it close to his nose——Yuyou was swallowing the pain, and felt that he was separated from his body The part that was burning was the leaves of the man's fingertips that had turned into a handful of purple flames, split slightly, and became an insignificant stream of demonic energy in the air.

"The smell of Ji's family." The man sneered, "I thought you were just a little thing... But now, it seems that you are a useful little thing, the key to open the treasure house of Ji's family."

"But it's still a weed that can only live under Ji Zhongqing's protection."

delusion.You Yi snorted in his heart, but his mood was not light.With a thought, the long vines wrapped in a shuttle shape hit the man's back directly, but were burned instantly by the flames rising from his sleeve.You Yi noticed that this person's aura was unusual, and he must be the one who really looked for him in Suzaku Mountain—then his cultivation level might even be higher than that of the elder brother!What's more, the sixth heaven itself has a weakening effect on the ability of the cultivator. This person—or this stinky bird—must have used some means to completely cut off the elder brother's perception of himself.

You Yi had to admit that he really couldn't beat the man in front of him, and he couldn't even escape... because the man was an adult overlord of monsters, Suzaku.

But he was unwilling.

His ambition, his mission, his passion.It is still just a green fruit hanging on a high branch and cannot be picked.

Weak, this is weak.Cruise thought.It was as if someone whispered softly in his ear, originally it was just a soft murmur, but after he arrived, the sighs surrounded him, instigating him: grow up!grow up!grow up!

The silent Mu Xinlian suddenly stretched out its branches, its transparent leaves and the purple thin lines in its veins are the most delicate lines in the monster's body, and it is the direction of its blood.The dark purple thin line is the flow of strong magic energy, which expands little by little, filling every gap in the blink of an eye.These filled fleshy leaves swayed and turned completely black.

You You murmured something silently in his heart, tightened his "*" in the slightly concentrated sight of the man transformed into Suzaku, and then quickly raised and stretched in the direction pointed by the leaf tip - the black fleshy leaf lost its original shape at this moment. The soft appearance became hard, like a hard stone that was about to be polished, shooting at the man's place at a tricky angle.

The man waved his sleeves and shot a blazing fire curtain, quickly burning the sharp leaves that hit into a piece of ashes, but the cruising branches and leaves were not stagnant and fearless, and they pulled out delicate branches from the burnt stems.Youyou even wanted to use his "arms" to trap this mighty bird, circling like a snake.

But the man in trouble just took a step forward—

With just one step, he came in front of You Yi.The flame in his hand had already turned into a faint white flame, and the fiery tongue followed his fingertips all the way forward, grabbing the root that was swimming and buried in the soil.The monster that forcibly stimulated the demonic energy had already lost consciousness at this moment. He just stretched it as hard as he could, and with a strong force, he barely penetrated the enemy's right abdomen with a branch.

But the flames also arrived, with unstoppable momentum.

At such a moment, the cruising thoughts relax little by little.Its consciousness seems to be soaked in a warm white ocean, floating, floating...

He smelled strong alcohol.

——Slightly spicy transparent liquor emerges from the void under the pavilion, and then spills down.These liquids, which should obviously support combustion, wrapped the flames, and the Suzaku that made the flames, exuding an extremely cold air.Outside the pavilion, an old man came in the void, his steps were a little shaky, but he came between the fighting grass and birds in an instant.

"Suzaku, you can't kill it, you can't kill it."

And so the flame went out.

The ferocious black branch was cut in two from the middle, half of which turned into a cruising phantom, flickered a few times in the void, and gradually dissipated like smoke.And the demon cultivator known as Suzaku was forced to take two steps back, not realizing that some black mist got into his wound that was about to heal before it drifted away.

His name is Suzaku—and the only person in this world who dares to use this name is the only orthodox inheritor of Suzaku Mountain.

Suzaku restrained the faint meaning in his expression, showing a bit of evil spirit: "Old man, what do you mean?"

The old man clasped his hands together, and the jug that was originally hanging on his arm returned to his waist at some point.He didn't take aim at Suzaku's disrespect, but said helplessly, "God's will, he's not someone you can kill now."

Suzaku snorted, thoughtfully: "God's will?"

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You Yi woke up from his dream.

A familiar aura instantly surrounded his slightly cold body, along with birdsong and the devilish aura that was very close to him in Ghost Valley.

He opened his eyes and happened to meet Ji Zhongqing's face.

Jianxiu's clothes are neat, even if he is lying on his side with a monster hidden in his arms, the clothes are not wrinkled.And cruising... he didn't wear clothes.

This is not the world, but it is the world in You Yi's heart.

The young man thought of all those things just now, and only felt a piercing pain lingering on the top of his head and forehead, but he resisted it and tried not to look.What happened yesterday made You Yi feel a little more ashamed, but after a life-and-death fight for a moment, those redundant emotions dissipated.So what lingers in this room at this moment is a wonderful familiarity.

You Yi thought for a moment, then lowered his head and retracted his head into Ji Zhongqing's arms, his movements were very calm, very old couple.

Ji Zhongqing was taken aback, feeling something was wrong, but he couldn't tell what made him uneasy.

There was a moment of silence.

After a while, Youyou raised his head and looked at Jianxiu.Perhaps it was because of the short-term breath adjustment just now that it was effective. There was no raging demonic energy in his eyes, and his expression was very relaxed, with a bit of relief from thinking about it.

"Brother," he asked, "you can't kill people, so can you kill birds?"

What he was thinking in his heart was—he was indeed, a little too dependent on his elder brother.