[Quick Transmigration] Blame me for the abuse

"Mr. Yin is not used to the food here." Jiang Banri carried a cloth bag with a few pieces of mustache in it.He handed Yin Hanjiang a leg of suckling lamb. The leg of lamb grilled on charcoal was dipped in sugar, and the softened meat seemed to melt in his mouth.Although Jiang eats elegantly for half a day, he still can't help stuffing the meat into his mouth after a few days.Yin Hanjiang could only feel helpless for his behavior, took the lamb leg, and chewed it casually.

"I know that Mr. Yin is in a hurry, but when we arrive in Baicheng, we will have to work hard to find Master Jing." He picked up the towel beside him to wipe his hands, and he looked as calm and lazy as before, not at all like before. Traces of wind and clouds.

There were quite a few people in the small shop they were in, most of them were drinking, and there were a few brightly dressed women dancing to the beat in the corner, causing bursts of applause and splashing of wine, as if this was just an ordinary A small town, not Baicheng, the center of the Demon Cult.

Jiang Banri and Yin Hanjiang had bought white gauze scarves to wrap around their heads earlier, and after wrapping them around their necks, they painted some paint on their faces to make their skin look yellow. Both of them had fair skin tones, so that's fine. cover up.

Both of them entered Baicheng with a signboard. Although the Central Plains martial arts called this place the Western Region, the members of the Demon Sect also moved from the Central Plains at the beginning. The people living in Baicheng are more or less related to the Demon Sect. More Most of them are the mixed blood of people from the Western Regions and people from the Central Plains, and many living habits also have the shadow of people from the Central Plains.Therefore, there are still more Chinese-speaking people in Baicheng, and many customs continue in the Central Plains.

"Hanjiang knows." A glass of clear water poured into his throat, and the coolness seemed to fill his chest. Yin Hanjiang looked up and saw a few people coming in from the tavern.

As soon as they entered, those people lined up in a row. The leader had bronze skin and green eyes, but he looked like a Central Plains person.The voice is loud, but it looks very violent.

"From today onwards, Baicheng is strictly prohibited. People from the Central Plains martial arts have sneaked into Baicheng. The death order has been issued, and it will be posted on the side of the city gate."

After the man finished speaking, he left in a hurry, presumably to go to the next house to make an announcement.

Jiang looked at him for half a day and put down the meal money.The two left carefully, and when they got to the city gate, they saw that there was a portrait of the must-kill order, but they were wearing bamboo hats, so they couldn't see clearly.

There was an instant guess in both of their hearts.

The night was silent.

"Master, do you think that person is hiding here?"

"It should be that Elder Ning is very angry. If it wasn't for the black panther she raised instead of her, Elder Ning might have been killed by that person."

"So, that man's swordsmanship is excellent."

"Just be careful."

Those who spoke were two women, their voices were quite low, and they were wearing dark clothes. In the night, they could only see their slightly curly long hair and fair skin. There were at least ten people hiding around them, just waiting to find the " That man", one hit kills him.

Jiang held his breath for a long time, hiding in the moonlight.With his skill, it is not difficult to determine the location of those hidden people, and Yin Hanjiang followed behind him.Watch carefully for any fluctuations coming from around you.

Yin Hanjiang's killing skills are not as good as his, but his swordsmanship is indeed top-notch. Although he had to hide it for various reasons when he was in the Central Plains, it was enough to protect Qin Yuanshan all the way from the Wenxi Dancheng School when he was poisoned in his body. It shows that in time, his swordsmanship can even surpass Su Haokun and Jing Qinglan.

The two women didn't seem to be carrying any weapons, they just walked slowly through the ground where the messy branches were piled up, and walked deep.

Suddenly, one of the women in purple, who was previously called the sect master, seemed to have a higher status.She stopped and took out a small box. Under the moonlight, Jiang Banri and Yin Hanjiang could barely see that there were some small dense holes in the box.The woman carefully felt the vibration coming from the box, stretched out her left hand, and pointed her bare finger in a direction in the darkness.The woman next to her immediately waved back understandingly.Jiang Banri immediately noticed that most of the people followed the woman and rushed in that direction.

Suddenly there was a loud noise in front of him, accompanied by the sound of trees falling and swords colliding, the woman who had been standing on the spot watching the front vigilantly moved instantly, and Jiang Banri and Yin Hanjiang also cheered up to keep up.

The man in the distance was still dressed in white, even though he was splashed with blood, it was like the cleanest and coldest moonlight, and the sword light was strong, reflecting his cold and stern face when he was born.

Jing Qinglan.

He stabbed straight with a sword and took the life of a man in black. Under the siege of the crowd, he did not show defeat.

The woman who arrived first threw out a long whip, and the bright red whip seemed to be dripping with blood, and she threw it on the ground, as if to tear a gap in the ground.

Jiang took out a dagger for half a day, but was held back by Yin Hanjiang. The worry in Yin Hanjiang's eyes could no longer be hidden under the original calmness. He followed Yin Hanjiang and looked back at the woman in purple in confusion.The woman's fingers were pale, bright red cardamom was applied to the fingertips, and the fingertips were trimmed to be sharp.

She opened the box, and a Gu worm crawled onto her palm, and she seemed to caress it lovingly.In an instant, Jing Qinglan, who was about to kill the woman with the long whip with a sword, flickered, and a trace of blood leaked from the pale and chapped lips.

After a slow reaction, the woman whistled and bit him with a whip, and Jing Qinglan stood upright, receiving the whip for life.

However, after all, it was Jing Qinglan of Pinglan Villa who was well-known all over the world, until the blood stain climbed up his pure white robe like burning when he raised his breath and swung his sword backhand, he still pursed his lips tightly, indifferent and fierce.

The long black hair fell on the side of his face. Under the moonlight, no one could see his expression clearly, but the sharp sword moves that he swung one after another did not stop at the slightest. Biting the internal organs, imprisoned.

Jing Qinglan was never someone who would show weakness because of pain.

A cloud floated from somewhere, and the moonlight dimmed.The sound of the wind has not stopped, but the sound of insects and birds has disappeared.Everyone could smell the strong smell of blood, and the leaves that accidentally fell from the branches were soaked in blood, some from others, and some from Jing Qinglan.

Jiang swung two daggers in half a day. The woman in purple managed to avoid the first one, but was still torn apart by the second one. She screamed and collapsed on the ground.She gritted her teeth and pulled out the dagger.

Yin Hanjiang jumped up and stabbed her chest with a sword.Jiang didn't look at it for a long time, and another woman's mournful cry sounded in his ear.He faced the long whip, the sound of piercing the air was getting closer and closer, there was a faint fragrance, and there was warmth on his face, he had already inserted the dagger into the back of the woman's heart.

He was trained to be a killing machine, but Yin Hanjiang was not. The blood spattered down his face, he was panting slightly, and the smell of rust filled the tip of his nose, everywhere.

It was like a space that didn't belong to this world, everything was cut off, only the wind came and went, and Jiang felt the cool wind pouring into his heart for a long time. It was cold and brought him peace.

The long whip could not be avoided, but he did it.

Just like it was difficult for Yin Hanjiang to kill people, but he did it, and he did it very well.

Here, apart from the three of them, there is no living thing anymore.

He looked at where Yin Hanjiang was standing straight, surrounded by enemies who had fallen and would never stand up again.His clothes were covered in large patches of blood.

When leaving from Wenxi, in order to protect Qin Yuanshan and himself, he killed people, but he was far less reckless and ruthless than this time.For Yin Hanjiang, everything was gone the moment he drew his sword. He could only see Jing Qinglan's eyes lit up instantly and the cold light of Jiang's half-day dagger.

His footsteps were a little unsteady, and he was also injured, killing so many people in a short period of time, the speed was so fast that he could hear the humming of his own muscles being torn.

He lifted Jing Qinglan who could barely support himself, and held Jing Qinglan's arm. Such a proud person, like a sword in its sheath, showed a faint smile, as if he was sure that he would come to him.A few strands of his hair were scattered on Yin Hanjiang's body, and the continuous severe pain made Jing Qinglan's collar soaked in cold sweat, revealing a trace of warmth that a man as cold as a sword would only release to a specific person.

The moonlight poured down again.

Jiang Banri stabbed the dagger to the ground, killing the Gu worm.

"Master Jing must have a child Gu on his body. The mother Gu has been stimulated, so I can only kill it first, and the child Gu will not live long. But we need to leave as soon as possible, even if the child Gu dies, the toxin will remain in the scene. The main body of the villa, and the main body of the Jing Zhuang, must have been seriously injured because of the bite of the Gu insects."

He walked into the two of them, beads of sweat dripping from Jing Qinglan's eyelashes, which made him finally look a bit embarrassed.The thin lips gently opened, and a few very light words floated out;

"Thank you, Mr. Bantian."

Yin Hanjiang looked at Jing Qinglan for a moment, but Jiang Banri was not surprised that Jing Qinglan knew his identity. He just smiled and turned to lead the way.

He sat on the bed and dug out the wound medicine he had brought with him. Yin Hanjiang just opened the door and came in.

Jiang Banri had some superficial medical skills, so he temporarily sealed Jing Qinglan's several important acupoints, and Yin Hanjiang stood by the bed blankly for a while.

Son, Jiang went out first in a matter of half a day.

"Is Master Jing resting?"

Yin Hanjiang didn't speak, just nodded.

"Master Jing must have been planted with Gu. Combined with what he heard that day, it should have been accidentally planted when he left the Demon Cult, so the woman was able to find him so quickly by relying on the mother Gu. Mr. Yin is indeed far-sighted , if it wasn't for your suggestion to pay attention to the traces of these people, but for our own aimless search, we would not be able to find Master Jing. I feel ashamed."

Yin Hanjiang still didn't speak, and Jiang had already gotten used to his habitual silence for half a day.

"As expected of Jing Qinglan, he went deep into the Devil's Cult alone. How many people in the rivers and lakes don't even know the teaching site of the Devil's Cult."

"Master Jiang knows what Brother Jing is going to do this time, right?"

Jiang poured water for him for a long time, was taken aback by his sudden utterance, and finally said, "I do know something."

"Maybe not a little."

Sensing Yin Hanjiang's suddenly indifferent tone, Jiang stopped his hands for a long time, smiled softly, but didn't look at him.

"Young Master Yin guessed right."

"The stakes are high."

Jiang Banri stood up, his tone still gentle: "Master Jing must have told you, but how many people would believe you even if the Demon Cult intends to enter the Central Plains martial arts. And Mr. Yin doesn't know yet, with the "zhuang" of Lanshan Villa The Lord has already returned to Pinglan Villa many days ago."

Surprise flashed in Yin Hanjiang's eyes, he stood up abruptly, the delicate eyebrows and high nose bridge of the young knight became more and more profound under the candlelight.

"Is it according to the arrangement of Lanshan Villa, or is it planned by someone else."

"Even if you are worried that the owner of the villa will not return for many days and people are in panic, under the circumstances, you will not do such a thing. The poison of the owner of Jinglan Villa

Immediate medical treatment is needed, we will leave tonight, before the Demon Cult realizes that the sect master has been killed. "

Nodding his head, Yin Hanjiang was about to leave, but Jiang stopped him suddenly.

"I advise Mr. Yin to take the medicine before leaving. Apart from the injuries on your body, you swung your sword too fast just now. Although it is true that killing people as fast as possible is better, but if you do this, you will inevitably hurt your muscles and meridians."

He opened a bottle, and the medicinal fragrance permeated the air.

Until he left from Jing Qinglan and his tired nerves recovered, Yin Hanjiang felt muscle twitching pain, so he had no choice but to listen

Sit down.

Jiang Bantian opened his outer robe and rolled up his inner garment, exposing only his right arm, and carefully applied the ointment.

"After Mr. Yin returns to the Central Plains, what's your plan?"

"...none."

"You can't go back to Lanlan Villa. If Mr. Yin believes that I can follow you to Kuzhilou. There happens to be a person there who can relieve the poison of the owner of Jingzhuang."

Jiang Bantian had been aware of everything that was coming.

All this has long been so clear.

He knew why the master suddenly returned to Kuzhilou.

I know why the master called Rong Huan urgently.

The owner has always liked to be in control.

The author has something to say:

Pangpang has started school for a while. This time, there are classes that have not been attended yet, so I have time to make up two chapters. It will be more difficult to update during this period.I hope you don't dislike him =￣ω￣=, the author will be resurrected with full blood when he is free.