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

Lu Qianchuan suddenly felt that he had already died once.

All limbs and bones were in severe pain, the sharp pain screaming in his head was about to tear his whole body apart, his body was heavy and sore, his legs seemed to be immersed in ice water, and he almost lost consciousness.

He slowly opened his eyes, but the expected hell did not appear, and a black lacquered iron gate of the fence came into view.

He had already been exhausted by the pain, and his mind was not clear at this time, so he couldn't judge where this place was for a while.

He tried to lift his legs, and the sound of water mixed with the vibration of black iron chains came to his ears. He was stunned for a moment, and slowly lowered his head. What he saw was not his own legs, but the ones extending up to his waist. The icy cold current between.

His hands were bound by iron chains. Like a lifeless puppet, his arms were pulled apart and he was bound in a dark and secret room.

Gradually regaining his sanity, Lu Qianchuan shook the black iron chain locked on his wrist again, and after hearing the clang, he gradually came to a judgment in his mind.

This is Tianshui Tower.

He once heard the elders in the sect say that the Tianshui Tower was built in the middle of the water, and the supervisor is Sanxian, a very famous Taoist in the immortal sect.If you enter Tianshui Tower, you will be tattooed with the word "water" representing the identity of the prisoner, and in each prison in Tianshui Tower, there is a half-person-high cold water ice stream, which is used to consume the prisoner's physical strength, and at the same time can seal the prison. Hold the spiritual power and magic energy in their bodies.

He trembled slightly, and a gap was opened in the loose front of his clothes. With the dim light in the room, he could barely see that a large black character had indeed been stabbed on the skin at his left collarbone.

As for whether it was the legendary word "water" representing a severe prisoner, it was unknown based on his eyesight.

The chain on the arm was still clanging, Lu Qianchuan took a deep breath, slowly closed his eyes, and the flashes of before fainting flashed in his mind one by one.

He remembered that Liu Qingkui appeared suddenly, left that ambiguous sentence and then ran away quickly, causing the Taihua patriarch, who had already let go, to be really angry and determined to push him into Tianshui Tower.

Then things got out of control.

Starting with Mo Chenyuan's throwing of Si Ming, Shao Shu was not prepared to suffer from the uselessness of the immortal sect, and the two wanted to forcefully bring him back to the Demon Realm.

If there are only immortal masters from other sects around, this method of hard work may be feasible, but the bad thing is that standing there is not someone else, but the leading Taoist in the cultivation world.

Patriarchs are generally said to be unique characters.

Later, there were sounds of swords being drawn, and amidst the sharp sounds of hand-to-hand hand-to-hand combat, his last trace of strength was finally drained by the chains of subduing demons. The last memory before his consciousness dissipated was when he rushed to the ground to catch him when he fell to the ground. Dressed in black.

Going around, the person who finally framed him was the person he had trusted for two years, the person who was willing to risk his life for him was the person he had suspected for two years, and the person who caught him at the last moment was the person he pushed into the endless world with his own hands. people in the abyss.

How ridiculous.

Lu Qianchuan smiled self-deprecatingly, his pale face did not turn bloody because of this smile, his pale lips were still weak and dry, only a few plum blossoms on his face were still blooming wantonly in the icy cold water, for him Added a touch of gorgeous poignancy.

He lowered his head just in time to see his own reflection in the water.

Those plum blossoms are like fresh blood, and they can also show a different kind of coquettishness in the cold and dark sky water secret room.

He never knew that his iceberg face covered with snow all the year round could be related to words like coquettish.

There were bursts of needle-like pain in the leg, and the cold air almost penetrated into the body along the bone seam. Lu Qianchuan clenched his fists and held back the moan that overflowed from his mouth.

【Host. 】

Suddenly there was a voice that he hadn't heard for a long time in his head, Lu Qianchuan was slightly taken aback, and subconsciously replied: "Brother [-]?"

Since Mo Chenyuan's accident, the relationship between him and [-] has become more and more rigid. In the original text, these years have been a peaceful and peaceful life, and [-] has no tasks for him. The two have not spoken for a long time.

Hearing [-]'s voice now, Lu Qianchuan even felt as if he was in a trance.

[-] still had that calm tone, and the cold system voice asked solemnly: [The host's physical function has been detected to decline, and the system requests to turn on the protection system. Would you like to turn it on immediately? 】

Lu Qianchuan was stunned for a moment, then replied: "Will the protection system consume your energy?"

[There will be some consumption. Judging from the current energy index of the comprehensive system, it can help the host to support for a period of time. 】

A warm current suddenly rose in Lu Qianchuan's heart, and he smiled bitterly: "I can still hold on, so don't open it for now, and you can protect me when I really can't hold on."

【clear. 】[-] answered the call immediately.

With [-] talking, Lu Qianchuan finally felt a little popularity in this dark dungeon—even if he was only talking to a cold system.

Recalling their tacit cold war in the past few years, today's unexpected conversation is like a dream.

He thought bitterly: "Success is also [-], failure is also [-], back and forth for so long, in the end the only one who can stay with me is Brother [-]."

He gave a soft "hiss", and with this slight voice, pretended that he could dispel the cold on his body, and confessed to [-]: "Brother [-], I'm sorry for scolding you for so many years."

[-] is still indifferent: [The system will automatically filter useless waste information, please feel free to the host. 】

Lu Qianchuan is a stalk.

[-] said again: [In the crouching formation, the system detected the presence of an extremely powerful expert, so he didn't dare to fight with the axe, and didn't come to rescue him, please forgive me the host. 】

Lu Qianchuan was stunned.

He always thought that the sky is big and the earth is big, and [-] is the biggest, but he didn't expect to hear the four words "a classmate makes an axe" in [-]'s mouth.

"Can't you beat Taihua Patriarch?"

[-] didn't answer right away, the blue light on the system interface kept flashing, as if he was thinking, after a while, he replied: [The strength that the system can display is affected by the host, when the host's own strength is not enough to support all the energy , the strength of the system is limited. 】

Lu Qianchuan: "..."

He hasn't felt this kind of feeling of holding others back for a long time.

Lu Qianchuan had mixed feelings for a moment, and sighed softly: "Since you can't forgive me, and I can't forgive you, how about we just smile and wipe away our grievances?"

[-]: [Hehe. 】

[-]: [Is that the way you laugh? 】

Lu Qianchuan: "...Yes, you have a nice smile."

[-] Although he has no emotion in daily life, his voice is indeed very magnetic. It is definitely not a compliment to say that he has a nice smile.

Lu Qianchuan thought about it, and felt that it would be better to use a systematic method to reconcile with him, so he slightly raised the corner of his mouth: "Ha ha."

The indicator light of [-] flashes twice to indicate receipt.

Lu Qianchuan couldn't help laughing, his body was still immersed in the icy cold water, but he felt an untimely warmth in his heart, as if hope was rekindled in his heart.

*

Demon Realm, the main hall of the royal palace.

Shao Shu sat on the main seat in the main hall, Mo Chenyuan and Shi Qingxu stood in front of him on the left and right sides respectively.

Both Shao Shu and Mo Chenyuan had large and small wounds on their bodies. Although Shi Qingxu was not as tragic as the two of them, her black hair was messy and her robe was also stained with blood.

She raised the hem of her clothes, and half-kneeled in front of Shao Shu: "Disciple welcomes Master."

Since she was a child, Shaoshu did not raise him as a lady of the family. The etiquette that a girl should abide by has a special teacher to teach her. What Shaoshu teaches is the formation of troops and checks and balances that boys should learn.

Under the extremely strict teaching, what grows up is a courageous princess who can support the demons after the master's accident, instead of a weak girl who wantonly throws herself into the master's arms and acts like a baby.

Even if she saw Master again, the excitement and joy in her heart almost overwhelmed her head. This heroic princess still knelt down to salute sternly, and said the shortest welcome words with her red eyes.

Shao Shu stretched out his palm, and gently covered her head with rare gentleness, rubbing the black hair into a mess: "Thank you for your hard work."

The tears in Shi Qingxu's eyes suddenly fell down.

She quickly wiped her sleeves, choked up and said, "Master's word is serious."

Shao Shu looked at Mo Chenyuan again.

"what idea?"

The blood in Mo Chenyuan's red eyes has not faded, and his expression is as indifferent as a bloodbathed lotus in the depths of hell: "Kill."

Shao Shu shook his head: "No, unless you don't want Asakawa to have a hard time."

Mo Chenyuan trembled all over. After hearing that name, his cold-faced murderous look retreated a little. After a moment of peace, the murderous intent in his body exploded with even stronger momentum.

He will never forget the expressions on the faces of those people when they used the elder brother as an excuse and threatened them to retreat.

One hypocrite face after another, full of morality, benevolence and righteousness, but what he was doing was to catch a person who was unconscious to the point of unconsciousness, and force them to return to the devil world when they were fighting.

Si Ming's bloodthirsty red light burst out, forming a bloody angry dragon on Mo Chenyuan's waist.

Shaoshu recalled the scene at that time, only hated himself for not thinking well.

Relying on his strong magic power, he thought that by cooperating with Mo Chenyuan, he would be able to fight with those monks who wished for the big tree of Wanlingzong to collapse.

But he forgot, Lu Qianchuan was bound in the crouching lock before the Fumo Formation was closed, and the person supporting the formation with his own hands was the not easy to mess with Taihua Patriarch. Asakawa's life.

This is the difference between having a weakness and not having a weakness.

No matter how strong Yan Zi'an is, he has to worry about the entire Ten Thousand Spirits Sect; no matter how strong he is, he has to worry about the impact on Yan Zi'an;

In the end, Shi Qingxu, who had been hiding in the guest room of the Wanlingzong, came forward and temporarily stabilized the situation on the grounds that the two demon kings were unstable, and brought them back forcibly.

Shao Shu stood up, held down Mo Chenyuan who could no longer restrain his killing intent, and said to Shi Qingxu: "Call all the demon generals under your command."

Shi Qingxu took a careful look at Mo Chenyuan, who was about to turn into a murderous god in the next moment, and bowed in response.

*

Wanlingzong, the main hall of Qiling Palace.

Qin Yufeng stood behind the main seat with his hands behind his back, looking up at the ancient bronze bell that had been supported by his disciples for many years.

Above the main seat, Yanzi'an's clothes were covered with blood, and her silver-white hair was stained with blood. The flowing light sword was placed on the table, and an astonishing aura was hidden under the flowing brilliance.

The hall was very quiet, and all the whispers of Shen Qingze and Pei Churan reached everyone's ears.

Pei Churan said: "If it weren't for the big brother holding them in their hands, I would have stabbed one of them to death."

Shen Qingze sighed helplessly: "Do you think you are the only one who wants to kill? Who doesn't want to? But you can't do it even if you want to."

Pei Churan: "I know you sympathize with the benevolence of our doctors, but since I am a doctor, how can I just stand by and watch the big brother fall into their hands and be tortured by them?"

Shen Qingze rubbed his forehead: "You think too much, I don't sympathize with your doctor's benevolence. What I mean is that the Wanling Sect is a huge sect here, and it can't completely tear itself apart from other sects."

Pei Churan took a deep breath, and was just about to scold this guy who always had too many worries in his head, when suddenly, above the main seat, Yan Zi'an's streamer sword let out a clear hum.

The two of them stopped talking in an instant, and together with a group of brothers and sisters, they all raised their heads and looked at Yan Zi'an who had been silent all this time.

The brilliance of the Liuguang sword flashed twice, Yan Zi'an stood up, and bowed his hands to all His Royal Highnesses: "Zi'an admits that he is ashamed of the sect, please resign from the position of suzerain, and return the Wanling sect to everyone."

There was a sound of gasping one after another, and all the disciples turned pale with fright, and fell to their knees one after another: "Sect Master, don't do it!"

Qin Yufeng came out from his seat without saluting, and asked with a frown, "Senior brother, do you want to break into Tianshui Tower alone?"