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

When Mo Chenyuan arrived, Wuming was fighting with Luo Huayin inseparably.

Seeing that there was no sign of injury on the elder brother's body, but the other person's body was covered with blood, he was so miserable, he immediately let out a long sigh of relief.

Under his control, Si Ming joined the battle without delay.

Seeing the glowing red spirit sword, Wuming froze for a moment, secretly feeling bad.

If he continues to fight, Mo Chenyuan will definitely find out that he and Lu Qianchuan have different ways of thinking. With that child's mind, the little secret between the two of them is simply revealed.

But if you stop here——

Seeing that this little bastard can be executed on the spot, if he stops now, he is really unwilling.

The always resolute demon Jun Shaoshu hesitated for a moment, and he couldn't allow him to think too much. Luo Huayin was like a blood-drenched poisonous snake, and his fan greeted his neck like a shadow.

Shao Shu only took one look at the purple light on the fan, and knew what this kid was planning - he wanted to take this opportunity to separate himself from Lu Qianchuan.

That purple light was the curse of the demons, if he was accidentally touched by Luo Huayin's jade fan, his life might really be over.

But to his surprise, Luo Huayin used this method to protect Lu Qianchuan.

why?

Based on his understanding of Luo Huayin, the most important thing he should do at this time is to kill himself and Lu Qianchuan directly. This is the simplest and most direct and effective method, and he definitely doesn't have to deal so hard with himself.

In the few rounds, he had already missed the best opportunity to hide his identity. Mo Chenyuan, who joined the battle, was stumbling Luo Huayin while watching his moves secretly startled.

What the big brother used was obviously the skills and moves of the Demon Race.

Luo Huayin always left room for his shots, and when confronted with two people who wholeheartedly wanted to kill him, he soon lost the upper hand.

His eyes were condensed with frost for three or nine days, and there was a murderous aura under the ice and snow, wishing he could swallow these two guys who were in the way.

Knowing that he has no chance of winning if he continues to fight, Luo Huayin looked at Lu Qianchuan's face reluctantly, and kicked Mo Chenyuan who was on the way. , Borrowing strength to step back a few feet, he disappeared in a flash.

Mo Chenyuan chased after two steps, Si Ming let go, whizzed across the place where Luo Huayin disappeared, and then spontaneously flew back into his hand.

Or let him escape.

A tyranny flashed in Mo Chenyuan's eyes, and the scene he saw in the Bat Wind Palace two years ago inadvertently came to mind, and the murderous aura surging in his heart became even hotter, clamoring to slaughter everything.

When the blood was biting his head, Lu Qianchuan walked over.

Mo Chenyuan turned his head, stared at the senior brother who was so unfamiliar to him without blinking, and said word by word: "Who are you?"

Shao Shu didn't intend to fool around, and made a shoulder shrug that Lu Qianchuan would never do, and said indifferently, "Maybe you can call me Senior Unknown along with this kid."

Mo Chenyuan squinted his eyes, and clasped the pattern on the hilt of Si Ming's sword with his fingers. Si Ming sensed some kind of bloodthirsty idea from his master, ready to move in his hand.

He said: "Do you have a feud with Luo Huayin?"

Shao Shu: "I have a deep hatred."

Reminiscent of the move that this self-proclaimed nameless person used just now, Mo Chenyuan came up with the answer without thinking: "Devil Jun Shaoshu."

Shao Shu laughed loudly: "You found out much faster than this stupid boy."

Lu Qianchuan thought to himself: "I didn't have so much information back then."

He was in a daze for a while when he thoroughly confirmed Wuming's identity.

In his outline, the previous demon king was just a background character, and even he, the author, didn't make a character design carefully, and he took it away with one or two strokes.

But in this world, all the things he didn't mention are automatically completed, and Shao Shu's image is also alive in getting along day and night.

Mo Chenyuan and Shao Shu looked at each other silently for a long time, just when Lu Qianchuan felt that these two people with subtly similar personalities might look at each other forever, Mo Chenyuan said: "You won't hurt senior brother?"

Shaoshu thought to himself: "Unless I'm tired of life and want Yan Zi'an to stab me to death."

He said: "No."

Mo Chenyuan smiled darkly: "This is the best."

Shao Shu has always been a soft-hearted person, so excited by his smile, seeing Luo Huayin's anger burning again, he sneered, "Do you think you can still cure me?"

Mo Chenyuan's black eyes were as deep as ink, staring at him silently, as if saying: "Of course I can."

But he didn't say anything, he only said: "Senior, you can rest."

Shao Shu thought: "If it weren't for the fact that you are also Yan Zi'an's apprentice, I would have beaten you up long ago."

Not knowing whether it was for Yanzi or Lu Qianchuan, Shao Shu held back his anger and did not fight Mo Chenyuan.

Mo Chenyuan blinked, and the person in front of him returned to his most familiar appearance.

Lu Qianchuan coughed embarrassingly with his fist on his lips, constantly thinking about what he should say if he asked him.

He met Mo Chenyuan with hesitant eyes, and unexpectedly bumped into the black tenderness.

Those dark eyes looked at him calmly, without surprise or disgust, completely enveloping him, calmly accepting that he was very different from usual.

Lu Qianchuan was taken aback for a moment, for some reason, his heartbeat was a little out of control.

They skipped that topic tacitly, Mo Chenyuan asked: "Are you injured?"

Lu Qianchuan shook his head.

Luo Huayin didn't seem to want to hurt him, and he was always very cautious in his shots. Apart from exhausting too much spiritual power and being a little tired, he didn't have any major problems.

He wanted to rub Mo Chenyuan's head comfortingly, but when he stretched out his hand, he suddenly realized that the child was already taller than himself, and he was no longer at the age of being pinched round and flattened by him unscrupulously.

... Well, he never dared to round and flatten Mo Chenyuan unscrupulously.

The hand that was frozen in mid-air turned a corner in embarrassment, put it on Mo Chenyuan's shoulder, and patted it symbolically.

The smile on Mo Chenyuan's face faded slightly, as if dissatisfied.He raised one hand, grasped the wrist on his shoulder, and pulled it on his head involuntarily.

Both of them froze.

Lu Qianchuan didn't expect him to have such a skill, but Mo Chenyuan was worried whether his actions would be too outrageous and would cause displeasure to the elder brother. He pretended not to care, turned his head, and sneaked a glance at Lu Qianchuan from the corner of his eye. His expression was still calm, and he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Lu Qianchuan rubbed gently, feeling awkward no matter what he thought, and put down his hand very quickly as if he had been scalded.

The wide sleeves covered the trembling fingers for some reason, Lu Qianchuan looked around uncomfortably, and inadvertently caught a large bloodstain on Mo Chenyuan's arm.

Lu Qianchuan was taken aback: "Are you injured?"

Mo Chenyuan lowered his head following his gaze, rolled up his sleeves indifferently to cover the dark red, and said lightly: "I was scratched by a branch on the way here, it's okay."

Lu Qianchuan thought of the beast-like branch they had encountered before, and his heart was stymied, but seeing that Mo Chenyuan didn't have much desire to confide, he could only suppress the doubts in his heart, and walked side by side with him in silence.

The two were wasted too much time by Luo Huayin, and the game was over when they walked out of the secret realm.Although they failed to gather all the fire glazes to clear the level, they still took the lead with the most number of fire glazes.

As soon as they walked out of the secret realm, Yan Zi'an and others couldn't wait to meet him. Shu Jixue was the first to ask, "How is it? Are you injured?"

Lu Qianchuan pressed Mo Chenyuan's shoulder and pushed him forward, and replied: "I'm fine, please show Shen Yuan a look."

Mo Chenyuan said: "I'm fine."

Shu Jixue helplessly instructed his disciples to look for the medicine box, while he continued, "When you were halfway there, the scene on the stone mirror was suddenly covered by mist, which scared us to death."

Lu Qianchuan and Mo Chenyuan looked at each other, needless to say, they knew that it must be Luo Huayin's fault.

Yan Zi'an looked very calm, but his slightly frowned brow betrayed his worry: "Have you encountered anything?"

For a moment, Lu Qianchuan didn't know whether to tell him about Luo Huayin, and felt that even if he wanted to say it, he shouldn't do so in public, so he said, "I will report to you after dinner."

Yan Zian nodded.

While talking, the unreliable and unreliable city lord of Syracuse walked over with a letter and called "Zian" from afar.

Lu Qianchuan heard a "tss" from Wuming.

Lu Fengyi stepped forward and hugged Yan Zi'an's shoulders, and whispered something to him in a low voice, Yan Zi'an's expression was obviously a bit surprised, and Lu Fengyi took him away.

Lu Qianchuan heard Wuming scold her again.

He sighed secretly, thinking: "I don't know when the love and hatred between them will be revealed."

He considers himself not a gossip person, but many of Wuming's actions are moistening things and silently arousing his curiosity.

But he can't ask directly, which is really annoying.

The trial of the secret realm is just a hot spot, and after three days of rest, the most anticipated sword competition will be ushered in.

Lu Qianchuan took a deep look at Mo Chenyuan who was chatting happily with others with a fake smile on his signature, raised his hand and pressed the corner of his left eyebrow, and murmured a few words about Amitabha in his heart.

Hope the plot doesn't unfold like the original text.

Even if there is a turning point, it would be fine to leave a way out for each of them.

After dinner, Lu Qianchuan went to Yan Zi'an to report what happened in the secret realm today.

He knocked on the door and entered the room. Yan Zi'an rarely read or practiced calligraphy, but sat at the desk with a pen, looking like he wanted to write or not, and the furrow between his eyebrows was a little deep.

Lu Qianchuan was taken aback, and asked, "Master, what happened?"

Yan Zian put down his pen, rubbed his brows, and sighed softly: "Feng Yi received a letter from Lingge today that Luofeng City, which has been under the jurisdiction of Xuecheng, has been closed for more than a month. All the disciples have lost their news."

Lu Qianchuan was even more confused: there is no news, so where did the pigeon send the letter?

Yan Zi'an took out the letter paper under the white jade paperweight and handed it to him: "Take a look first."

Lu Qianchuan glanced at ten lines at a glance, and the more he looked, the more frightened he felt.

As expected, the plot had changed. He clearly remembered that Luofeng City in the original text was just a small town with simple folk customs. Because the water source was polluted, Syracuse and the disciples of the Wanling Sect went to investigate.

During the investigation, because Mo Chenyuan and Shi Qingxu had been communicating with each other by letters, he happened to be met late at night by a disciple of Syracuse City in Luofeng City, and things got out of hand.

But now, Mo Chenyuan has never had anything to do with the demons for so many years, and Lu Qianchuan knows this best.

He was still thinking, if that was the case, would the plot of Fallen Maple City become tasteless, and could even be skipped directly.

But he didn't expect that Mo Chenyuan had no contact with the demons for two years, and Luofeng City was no longer a small town that was prosperous on the surface but with hidden secrets.

Judging from the contents of the letter, Luofeng City had already turned into a dead city.