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

The lion over there was restrained by a talisman, while Mo Chenyuan pulled Lu Qianchuan so tightly that it seemed that he didn't want him to move even a single step.

Lu Qianchuan was already filled with resentment, but being dragged by him like this made his forehead even more upset, and he said in a low voice, "Let go."

Not only did Mo Chenyuan not let go, but he pulled it even tighter, and said in a low voice, "Brother, calm down."

Seeing that he couldn't break free, Lu Qianchuan heard the roar of a lion again, and was so annoyed that his heart was knotted several times, and Mo Chenyuan's heart was shot to death by a burst of spiritual power.

A light blue spiritual power gradually condensed into a ball in his hand, Lu Qianchuan's face was colder than usual, seeing that spiritual power was about to greet Mo Chenyuan, but Mo Chenyuan seemed to be unable to see the troubles of the elder brother , His eyes were even filled with worry.

Just when Lu Qianchuan was about to slap him cruelly, Shao Shu suddenly shouted, "Put your hands down!"

He has been a demon king for more than 20 years, and he never restrained himself in front of Shi Qingxu with his majesty. He only learned a little kindness during this time in Lu Qianchuan's body. Lu Qianchuan was so frightened that he froze.

He actually put down his hands obediently.

Shao Shu had never spoken to Lu Qianchuan so harshly before, and his words were filled with anger, "If I keep silent, do you still want to fight?"

Lu Qianchuan was brought back to his senses by his yelling, and when he saw the spiritual power ball in his palm, he realized that if Shao Shu hadn't stopped it in time, he might really have hit Mo Chenyuan first.

Lin Yan's sharp claws were all exposed outside, and it seemed that he wanted to use one paw to get rid of the disturbing talisman blocking the way, but before the claw fell, Qi Zehua shouted: "Rin Yan, come back."

A cold light flashed across the lion's sharp claws. Hearing the master's order, he quickly suppressed his murderous aura and returned to Qi Zehua's side.

Qi Zehua looked at the talisman seal with joy in his eyes.

He turned his head to look at Lu Qianchuan and Mo Chenyuan, seeing that the two were holding the other, and they didn't know what they were discussing, so he walked to the door first and greeted them.

Lu Qianchuan withdrew his spiritual power with lingering fear, looked down at his palm, and murmured: "I actually..."

He raised his head to look at Mo Chenyuan, and crashed into the turbulent ink as expected. There were two reflections of him in Mo Chenyuan's eyes. Looking at him quietly, thousands of words were melted into the blackness.

Shao Shu couldn't control their children's love at this time, and said in a deep voice: "You have been thinking that Qin Yufeng's behavior is a little abnormal, but didn't you realize that your own behavior is not as usual?"

Lu Qianchuan put his palm against his forehead, and after hearing his words, he suddenly recalled his thoughts just now.

He actually wanted to torture Shen Qingze?

Mo said that he was still not sure if Shen Qingze was the murderer they had been chasing all along, even if he was, now is not the time to allow him to use lynching to disturb the morale of the army.

Lu Qianchuan's mind was buzzing for a while, and complicated emotions collided back and forth inside. Seeing that his expression was different, Mo Chenyuan wrapped his arms around his back with one hand, held his chest with the other, and sent him some gentle words. After gaining spiritual power, he said in a low voice: "Master Qin is here, hold on tight."

Mo Chenyuan's speech has always been very accurate. Before he finished his last word, Qi Zehua, who was standing at the door, took two quick steps towards the outside. Qin Yufeng bumped into each other.

The cyan talisman floating in the air suddenly flew into Qin Yufeng's sleeve.

Everyone in the Wan Ling Sect was overjoyed when they saw Qin Yufeng, as if thanking God that you were still alive and hopeless.

Qin Yufeng frowned, and didn't exchange any pleasantries after meeting, so he directly asked Qi Zehua, "How much did you fold?"

Qi Zehua said: "One is not broken."

Qin Yufeng glanced at the group of disciples who didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and saw Mo Chenyuan and Lu Qianchuan standing aside with calm expressions, and the anger in his heart finally grew out.

He said: "Don't delay, come with me quickly."

Everyone looked at each other, and a young disciple from an unknown sect said softly: "But...the body of the senior brother is still inside..."

He pointed to the door of the conference hall, the simple and simple door was tightly closed, Qin Yufeng couldn't see the scene inside, and he guessed it by looking at their expressions, shook his head and said: "Leave it alone."

After all, his prestige is extremely high, except for Lu Qianchuan and Qi Zehua, the rest of the disciples didn't know that he had a dispute with Hu Mang, so they followed him almost without doubt.

The team led by Qin Yufeng was all monks who went to the city earlier. There were forty or fifty people when they entered the city. Even if he and Hu Mang parted ways, there should be about twenty of them by his side.

But now there are only seven or eight people, and all of them look tired.

Qin Yufeng walked quickly, and said as he walked: "When we saw the fireworks, we knew that you must have come in too. Aren't You Lan and Shi Nuo with you?"

Qi Zehua said: "They are in the second team entering the city."

Qin Yufeng frowned and thought for a while, and said, "It's okay, they should come in soon after seeing the fireworks."

Since entering the city, Qi Zehua has been the first and the second eldest, and finally found someone who can take care of her heart, and blurted out: "What's going on with you and Hu Mang?"

A gloomy look flashed across Qin Yufeng's face, he shook his head and said, "It's a long story, let's talk about it in detail when we find a safe place."

"A safe place? It's a good idea."

There was another thunder on the ground, an old and powerful voice that was always seven points bitter and five points mean, lingering in everyone's ears persistently.

Lu Qianchuan's heart skipped a beat, and he was thinking all over his heart: "Why is Fuyao the goddamn here again?"

Not only did Fuyao come, but he actually came with a knife and a gun.As soon as the words fell, the spiritual weapons in everyone's hands shimmered, and Fuyao's iconic gust of wind swept over involuntarily.

Qin Yufeng and Qi Zehua reacted very quickly, one threw out the talisman and condensed it into a cyan barrier, protecting everyone in the barrier; the other stretched his arm, Lin Yan, like a general who had received orders, instantly turned into a sharp arrow, He rushed towards the direction Qi Zehua's arm was pointing at.

They were besieged by corpses before, there was heavy thunder and little rain, and they came and went in a hurry, as if they were afraid of something.This time, however, it seemed as if he had lost his confinement, unscrupulously throwing out wave after wave of onslaughts, and the ferocious gale made people almost breathless.

After all, this group of monks is the leader of the sect, and they can respond in time to such an unexpected attack. Even without the command of Qin Yufeng and Qi Zehua, each of them knows what they should do.

Qin Yufeng, who had been highly nervous for several days, was relieved.

All of a sudden, the spiritual power flashed four times, and the spiritual flow surged.

Lu Qianchuan helped a Xuecheng disciple beside him to block the sneak attack of the cold arrow, and Shao Shu said seriously: "Be careful of that Ye Ruimu."

Lu Qianchuan turned around and kicked over a magic soldier who appeared out of nowhere, and asked doubtfully, "What?"

Shao Shu: "It doesn't feel right."

Lu Qianchuan: "?"

Shao Shu relies on feeling in everything, and is a complete intuitionist. Hearing what he said, Lu Qianchuan couldn't help but subconsciously glance at Ye Ruimu.

Ye Ruimu was holding a short dagger with a cold light in his hand, and he was circling among a group of demon soldiers, the cold light scattered in his hands, as soon as he dealt with one of the demon soldiers, the other rushed forward aggressively.

The dagger is a sharp weapon in individual combat and sneak attack, but it is useless when facing a group of enemies.

He was pushed back step by step by a group of demon soldiers, and it was difficult for him to move.

Did not see any clues.

On the other side, Si Ming in Mo Chenyuan's hand burst into a burst of red light, and the demon soldiers around him were cut into two by him. He was facing the wind, his clothes flapped in the strong wind, and he swung his sword to block it twice. After the attack of the wind ball, he turned his head and glanced at Lu Qianchuan.

It's too far away.

Obviously they were still fighting back to back at first, but before he knew it, he was led so far by the flying wind ball.

Mo Chenyuan's thoughts turned, and a thunderbolt hit his forehead. Without even thinking about it, he clenched his command and stabbed the two demon soldiers who were swarming up. He turned around and was about to rush back to Lu Qianchuan.

But not only the demons are in the way, but also the own people are in the way.

All the disciples fought with full concentration. No one knew his little idea that you can die as long as the elder brother is fine. Everyone occupies a small area to resist the demons. Adding up a group of people, Mo Chenyuan would be in front of him. It's like a human wall, he can't rush through it, and he can't kill these disciples directly like fighting against the magic soldiers.

Si Ming's red light suddenly rose sharply, becoming more and more bloodthirsty and coquettish.

Although Lu Qianchuan didn't know how Shao Shu came to this conclusion, he still unconditionally believed in Shao Shu's weird intuition.

Ye Ruimu had a difficult fight with the demons, it was rare that he didn't go up to help, but observed the opponent's moves, Ye Ruimu took a step back, he took a step back, carefully maintaining the distance between the two.

While retreating, he was distracted to find the location of Fuyao's Fengyan. From time to time, he had to take care of the brothers around him, and then raised his sword to resist a wave of magic soldiers' attacks.

While exhausted physically and mentally, Lu Qianchuan vaguely had an idea: Whether it is Fuyao or the swarming demon soldiers, although the attacks are scattered and there is almost no way to deal with the monks, they seem to have a common goal.

That target is him.

Lu Qianchuan was startled by his unconstrained thoughts, and a strange doubt arose out of his unbelievable thoughts.

Why target him?

He became famous at a young age, but this fame was only able to thrive by relying on Yan Zi'an. After all, not to mention the demons, looking at the entire cultivation world, there are not many people who really know his depth.

What use is such a self to the demons, especially to Luo Huayin?

Why did he point the finger at himself again and again?

Lu Qianchuan was puzzled, several answers flashed in his mind, and he denied them one by one - no matter how you think about it, it is unreasonable for a majestic demon to target a little monk.

After much deliberation, he still only had the explanation of "good face".

He was thinking a little bit in his heart, and the speed of his hands slowed down. Shao Shu didn't know what he was thinking about, and was so anxious that he was about to scold his mother: "Why are you in a daze again!"

Lu Qianchuan came back to his senses after being yelled at, kicked away the magic soldiers who were rushing towards him, threw Jing Xing out and made a knife, and said embarrassingly: "I'm sorry."

Shaoshu's heart rolled through a bunch of vulgar words from the market, and he couldn't swear at Lu Qianchuan. The spiritual consciousness he had finally gathered was about to be turned into a wisp of smoke by him, and he said angrily: "Pay attention to your feet."

Before the crow's mouth spoke, the ground under Lu Qianchuan's feet was still very solid. As soon as he spoke, almost instantly, the ground cracked a big crack for some reason, and it cracked open at an extremely fast speed.

Lu Qianchuan was standing on the track of the big crack, and he noticed it before it was completely cracked. Jing Xing's light flashed, and he flew to his feet consciously and spontaneously.

But before he stepped on it, Jing Xingxiang, who was originally full of aura, was suddenly sealed with all his spiritual power. The moment Lu Qianchuan stepped on it, the light suddenly dimmed, and turned into an ordinary sharp sword.

Not to mention Lu Qianchuan, even Shao Shu didn't expect that the spirit sword, which has always been invincible, would come out like this.

The crack on the ground expanded to the largest in an instant, and he opened his bloody mouth as if he had been prepared, swallowing the astonished Lu Qianchuan in one gulp.

"Brother Lu!" Ye Ruimu, who was dealing with the demons over there, noticed the movement on this side, and subconsciously rushed towards Lu Qianchuan in shock. Then fell into the weird crack.

Following him, another bloodthirsty red light flashed, and disappeared from everyone's sight in an instant.

The crack was like a glutton that was finally full, and it let out a bang with satisfaction, and it closed together at an extremely fast speed.