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

Shao Shu looked at Luo Huayin heavily, and in the end he just sighed in a low voice: "Whatever you think, that's what you think."

Luo Huayin looked at it with a sneer: "The fact is so, and you still pretend to be righteous, isn't it disgusting?"

"I admit," Shao Shu said frankly, "I did get angry with you because of your father, but that was only when I first brought you to the palace. Later, I adopted Qingxu and treated you no differently."

"Okay," Luo Huayin laughed lowly, "there is no difference in treating us, you said it yourself."After a pause, he said again: "But what you think in your heart, only you know."

Those dark green eyes were like poisonous snakes, staring closely at his calm uncle.

Shao was carelessly silent.

Mo Chenyuan snorted lightly: "Stupid."

No one in this world can completely level a bowl of water. Yanzi's placement in Wanlingzong is recognized as fair and upright, but she still has obvious partiality towards the two apprentices under her knees.

Mo Chenyuan had already seen through these things when he was a teenager, so he never cared about them.

Caring too much about these things will only add to your troubles.

As for Luo Huayin, obviously he was not as open to it as he was, and even because he was too obsessed with it, he had faint signs of being possessed.

Seeing Shaoshu's silence for a long time, he showed a cheerful smile: "What? I'm speechless? Don't you think you treat everyone equally and have a clear conscience?"

The air was stagnant for a while, only the Demon God yawned lazily in his heart: "Have you finished?"

Luo Huayin looked at Shao Shu coldly, then suddenly laughed at himself, and said to the Demon God, "It's over."

The expression on that handsome face changed, the paranoia and coldness just now no longer existed, replaced by the arrogance of the Demon God looking down on Wushuang.

"Tsk," the Nightmare Demon God lazily picked out his ears, and complained in a low voice, "You talk a lot, so you don't have to worry about killing him directly."

Lu Qianchuan sneered: "You also have to have that ability."

Hearing this, Meng Meng suddenly raised her head, looked straight at him with sharp eyes, and said in a low voice, "Jingxi."

The folding fan in his hand was entwined with a strange jet-black devilish energy, and with a flash of his figure, the folding fan had already hit Lu Qianchuan in front of him.

"Jingxi," the demon god smiled lowly, "you will come back one day."

"There is no such day!" A sword was stretched out from the side, Si Ming's red light brushed past his cheek, and the sharp sword energy drew a small bloody gash on the slightly feminine face.

A drop of blood flowed out slowly.

"You guys go outside to help first, and he will leave it to us." Lu Qianchuan opened the barrier to let Shao Shu and Shi Qingxu go out, Jing Xing turned the tip of his sword, and chopped off from the other side of the demon god.

"Hmph." The Demon God brushed his wound with his thumb, and the fighting spirit in his eyes became stronger and stronger.

Lu Qianchuan frowned slightly, and said to Mo Chenyuan in his heart: "This will only arouse his even greater killing intent, and I'm afraid it will be difficult to solve it then."

"Yes," Mo Chenyuan replied, "He hasn't done his best yet."

Lu Qianchuan smiled wryly and thought: "As for Goldfinger, the protagonist, this boss is too heaven-defying."

"Can't I hear your whispers?" The cold voice sounded, and the Demon God raised his hand and made a fist movement.

Both of them stared wide-eyed at the same time.

He actually directly held the two swords of Si Ming and Jing Xing!

Lu Qianchuan heard his heartbeat stagnate for a moment, and the spiritual power in his whole body seemed to be condensed.

"Not enough." This was the only thought left in his mind.

With the abilities of the two of them, it is not enough to defeat the Demon God like this;

With his new spiritual power, it is not enough to restrain the demon god.

This person seems to be stronger than when they fought against each other a few days ago.

Both palms of the Demon God were bleeding bright red, but he didn't even look at it, as if he couldn't feel the pain, so he swung hard, and the two swords were thrown away by him.

At the same time, of course, Lu Qianchuan and Mo Chenyuan were thrown out.

The two jumped more than ten steps before barely maintaining their figure. Mo Chenyuan supported Lu Qianchuan, and said in a deep voice: "His strength is stronger."

The two looked at each other and saw the same question in each other's eyes.

why?

They are very sure that the formations that suppress the magic power of the demon god have been repaired, and there is no sign of opening the Raksha Hell. This demon god should not have a source of magic power.

But the fact is that his magic power is still growing, and the raging magic energy keeps gushing out of his body as if it will not stop.

Blood fell from between his palms to the ground, stirring up bloody flowers. He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and said to the two: "You will never be able to defeat me."

There was a sinister smile on that face, and the light in his eyes was so determined that he looked at the two without any fear.

"No," Lu Qianchuan said in a low voice, "he should have other sources of strength."

Every time he uses his spiritual power, he can feel the spiritual power in his body is continuously decreasing, although compared with the surging spiritual power he possesses at this time, the reduced part is only the tip of the glacier, not worth mentioning.

But in contrast to him, the magic power of the demon god is increasing all the time.

One more and one less, if this goes on, he and Mo Chenyuan will undoubtedly lose.

"Damn it." No matter how well-bred Lu Qianchuan was, he couldn't help cursing in a low voice.

"Brother," Mo Chenyuan called him softly, "Calm down, think about our battle just now."

Lu Qianchuan was taken aback.

Two balls of devilish energy converged in the hands of the demon god. He raised his hands, and the devilish energy rolling with unknown information was about to fall on the two of them. Lu Qianchuan hurriedly pushed Mo Chenyuan away, and shouted: "Be careful."

A barrier spread out in front of him, barely blocking the demon god's powerful attack.

At the same time, he was awakened a lot by Mo Chenyuan.

Just before Shao Shu and the others came up, the two of them still had the upper hand against the Demon God.

And after Shaoshu and Luo Huayin had finished arguing, the two of them were inexplicably shorter than the demon god.

All that was left was a conversation filled with hatred and resentment.

The heart seemed to be hit hard by someone, Lu Qianchuan's eyes widened, and his mind instantly became extremely clear.

He carefully stood in front of Mo Chenyuan, and after confirming that he could protect Mo Chenyuan well, he said to [-]: "Brother [-], can you help me get his information?"

Before that, he asked [-] once before, and [-] replied that there was not enough information to provide.

But this time, only [-] sighed softly, and said to him: 【I'll go to the headquarters, you can hold on for a while. 】

Lu Qianchuan: "..."

It turns out that it takes time for your system community to return to the headquarters?

As soon as he had this thought, [-]'s voice sounded again: 【I'm back. 】

[There are only some fragmented fragments in the headquarters,] [-] read it to him thoughtfully, [The demon god is the most gloomy and dark existence in this world, and can absorb the resentment of others as his own source of strength. 】

With a bang, Lu Qianchuan's brain exploded.

This setting does sound like his style.

No wonder they repaired the seal in such a large area, but the demon god didn't take any action as if he didn't find it.They only fought that day, and the demon god was too injured, so they didn't make a move for many days.

But it turns out that people just don't care about that bit of magic power.