You've never seen such a righteous villain [Transmigration Book]

The wind blew up Lu Qianchuan's white shirt, and against his frosty expression, it added a bit of immortality to him.

Liu Qingkui was on the city wall, and his Yuling Sword was floating in the air. There was a gap between the two of them, and they explained the four words "distinguish between Wei and Wei" vividly.

That little junior was still dressed in red, and the flame mark on his forehead was not dimmed at all.He stood in the other camp so naturally, that Lu Qianchuan almost suspected that all the past few years in Wanlingzong were just a big dream.

However, Liu Qingkui's hastily avoiding eyes and increasingly pale face told him clearly: not only the deep brotherhood in those years was not a dream, but also the previous betrayal and frame-up were not a dream.

He smiled coldly, his glass-colored eyes were not warm, and looked very cold in the open world.

At this moment, there was a loud noise from inside the city wall.

Surrounded by some demon generals, Luo Huayin went up to the city wall in a big way.

Shao Shu gritted his teeth: "What a big battle."

I haven't seen him for a long time, and this demon king seems to be different from before.The feminine mold is still the same, and the coldness in his eyes has not changed much, but Shao Shu and Lu Qianchuan somehow feel that there is a subtle change in him.

Shao Shu frowned, clenched the black gun in his hand, and whispered to Mo Chenyuan: "Be careful."

"Huayin is really flattered that my uncle came to see me in such a large number."

Luo Huayin stood tall, lowered his eyes to scan the movement below, and opened his mouth with a strange taunt.

Shao Shu responded coldly: "It's okay to be frightened, but it's not necessary to be flattered."

Luo Huayin opened the corner of his mouth and smiled.

With a cold smile all over his face.

He said, "Stop talking nonsense."

With a clanging sound, someone's long sword was unsheathed, and the spark hidden in the air was instantly ignited, and the undercurrent under the calm expression began to surge.

Amidst the shouts of killing all over the sky, Lu Qianchuan stopped Liu Qingkui who was about to join the battle, and Jing Xing's sword could barely brush his bright red robe.

"Where are you going?" Lu Qianchuan asked coldly.

"Master... Lu Qianchuan," Liu Qingkui changed his words so quickly that he almost bit his tongue, "Get out of the way."

Lu Qianchuan was even colder.

He said: "Are you going to trip up Martial Uncle Qi?"

Liu Qingkui's body trembled violently, her complexion became paler, her lips trembled and she couldn't speak.

Lu Qianchuan looked at him deeply.

Then, with a wave of his hand, a light blue barrier spread around the two of them, separating the crowd outside who were shouting to kill.

In the desolate and silent barrier, the two stood face to face without any scenery around them.

Liu Qingkui froze for a moment, and when he regained his composure, he was already trapped in this barrier and could not step out.

"What are you doing?" Xiao Feng yelled angrily as his combat strength had been cut in half without Xiao Feng's presence.

Lu Qianchuan said: "I have some questions to ask you, you can choose not to say them, but I hope you don't lie to me again."

He clenched the word "Zai" tightly, Liu Qingkui's shoulders trembled, and a little timidity appeared in his eyes.

But he quickly forcibly erased that bit of timidity, pretending to look at Lu Qianchuan calmly: "What do you want to ask?"

"First," Lu Qianchuan paused intentionally, "Ask yourself, has Wan Lingzong ever owed you?"

Liu Qingkui gritted her teeth, stared wide-eyed, and did not speak for a long while.

Seeing this, Lu Qianchuan said, "Second, think about it again, have I owed you anything?"

Clenching her fists tightly, Liu Qingkui lowered her head, refusing to meet his gaze.

"Third," Lu Qianchuan took a deep breath, "Uncle Qi, apart from that mistake back then, has he ever owed you?"

"Enough," Liu Qingkui interrupted him, "What do you want to say?"

Lu Qianchuan suppressed the expression on his face: "It's nothing, just asking a question that has been lingering in my mind for a long time."

"Okay then," Liu Qingkui said, "I also have a question for you."

"As far as I know, even though Luo Huayin forcibly took you back to Beicheng, he treated you very sincerely. But you secretly contacted Mo Chenyuan and asked the Royal Capital's army to overwhelm you, and even beat Luo Huayin seriously."

"Do you owe something in your heart?"

Lu Qianchuan frowned: "What's the difference between the two?"

Liu Qingkui smiled with an indescribably creepy smile: "What's the difference?"

"Luo Huayin is good enough to you. Instead of acknowledging it, you are against him everywhere. Looking at it this way, what is the difference between you and me?"

As soon as he changed his forbearance and retreat just now, his expression and tone became aggressive. Lu Qianchuan was inattentive, and he led him to run away from the rhythm, and he was completely stunned on the spot.

He didn't refute, Liu Qingkui continued: "Eldest brother has been praised by the title of 'gentleman' for a long time, and he almost can't hear such belittling words?"

After finishing speaking, he pretended to laugh wildly a few times, squinting at Lu Qianchuan's face.

I was so happy that I almost cried.

Lu Qianchuan quietly waited for him to finish laughing, and said calmly: "You still call me big brother."

"..."

The laughter stopped, Liu Qingkui had tears in the corners of her eyes, and stood still on the spot like a stone statue.

Lu Qianchuan said lightly: "So, do you still acquiesce that you are a member of Wanlingzong?"