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

Lu Qianchuan looked at Mo Chenyuan with a sly smile on his lips, and suddenly understood why he played so desperately just now.

When Luo Huayin was planning to lure Mo Chenyuan into the trap, Mo Chenyuan was also setting up the same trap for him.

The difference is that Mo Chenyuan has already discovered Luo Huayin's conspiracy, and the latter is the one who is really ignorant and stepping into the abyss step by step according to Mo Chenyuan's will.

This is a big gamble, if you lose the gamble, Mo Chenyuan will go crazy, everything depends on whether Shao Shu and the others can arrive in time, if you win the gamble, they can suppress Luo Huayin before the army arrives, and use this as a threat , This victory was bloodless.

Mo Chenyuan's whole body also kept flashing red light, he raised his hand slightly, and the crouching lock flew out from his sleeve, and in the blink of an eye, Luo Huayin was tied up into a rice dumpling.

He didn't worry at all that Luo Huayin would fight back at this time, he raised his foot a few steps, walked to Lu Qianchuan's side, reached out to touch Lu Qianchuan's slightly cold fingers, and said in a low voice: "Scared you? "

Lu Qianchuan showed a helpless look, thinking that he is not really a fancy vase, why do they all want to enshrine him as a fragile item?

Mo Chenyuan took off his outer robe, stretched out his long arms, and the black robe fell lightly on Lu Qianchuan's body. He held the cold jade-like hand of the elder brother with both hands, and he stuck his whole body on it, and kissed it lightly. Zhang Risiye thought sideways, and the voice overflowing from his throat was warm and soft: "I won't move him, everything will be decided after Senior Shaoshu arrives, okay?"

Lu Qianchuan was already out of his mind when his lips touched his cheek, and he froze into a handsome stone statue. He stared blankly at Mo Chenyuan, who looked calm and composed. Facing such considerate and meticulous inquiries, the tip of his tongue His lips were numb and trembling, and he didn't respond for a long time.

Mo Chenyuan was not in a hurry, his lips left his cool soft cheeks, turned his head to look at the dark clouds not far away from them, and said slowly: "He is almost here."

"Heh." A chuckle came from Luo Huayin who was tightly bound, Mo Chenyuan turned his head, looking at him like a dead body that was not breathing.

The red plums on Luo Huayin's forehead, which are exactly the same as those of Lu Qianchuan, are gorgeous and strange, and the eyes against the red plums are even more ironic.

Mo Chenyuan raised his eyebrows slightly, as if he didn't expect that this person who had already started to go mad and was about to burst into death would make such a sound.

Luo Huayin's complexion was pale, and even he would consume a lot of strength under the restraint of the crouching lock. He looked at Mo Chenyuan as if he was staring at a mentally retarded person: "He has just awakened the blood of the demon race, and the demonic energy in his body If you can’t reach a balance with your spiritual power, if you are really doing what’s best for him, then don’t take him out of here.”

The smile on Mo Chenyuan's face grew stronger, and it was written brightly in his eyes: Believe your nonsense?

He stood in front of Lu Qianchuan, completely covering Luo Huayin's gaze, and asked curiously, "Can he maintain the balance between the two by staying here?"

Luo Huayin answered irrelevantly: "This is the place where my mother used to live."

Mo Chenyuan has no interest in who the owner of this place is, as long as he ensures that Lu Qianchuan stands beside him well, most of the hostility and killing intent in his heart can be reduced, so he can still raise his eyebrows calmly: "Oh ?”

Luo Huayin stopped talking.

The dark green magic energy kept overflowing from him, and no one would doubt that if this continued, this majestic and sane but not normal demon king would die under the overflowing magic power like this.

The two looked at each other in silence for a long time. Lu Qianchuan, who was standing behind Mo Chenyuan as a stone pillar, finally recovered his three souls and seven souls that were shocked by Mo Chenyuan's astonishing move. He curled up his fingers uncomfortably, trying to Withdrew his hands from Mo Chenyuan's.

Mo Chenyuan didn't turn around, as if he didn't notice the movement behind him at all, but the strength in his hand became heavier, and he didn't give Lu Qianchuan a chance to escape his palm at all.

Lu Qianchuan's mind is complicated and chaotic now.

He seemed to vaguely understand the meaning of Mo Chenyuan's kiss just now, and he seemed to have no idea what Mo Chenyuan was thinking.

He was a little frustrated to find that the two had fought side by side for so long, and he always thought he had understood Mo Chenyuan's exquisite and meticulous thoughts, but the fact always gave him a blow in the head.

Luo Huayin sensed the undercurrent between the two of them, through Mo Chenyuan's shoulder, he said to Lu Qianchuan who only showed a corner behind: "Listen to brother, stay away from him."

Lu Qianchuan didn't answer.

One is the same mother and brother who has always been regarded as an enemy, and there is a huge gap between him and him;

One is Junior Brother Lai Pi who has been by his side for two full years, has changed a little after reunion, and still puts him first in everything but makes him unable to see through.

Which is more important, of course he can clearly understand.

After not hearing the answer for a long time, Luo Huayin's smile added a bit of sarcasm: "Help him fight me over and over again, is this how mother taught you to treat outsiders and your own brother?"

Lu Qianchuan had long guessed that Luo Huayin treated him like this, probably because their mother had said something to him, and now he just verified his guess, and replied in a flat tone: "Shen Yuan is not an outsider, and neither does mother." Told me how to treat my brother."

In fact, in his memory, the alluring beauty with a gentle smile has never told him that he has a half-brother.

Mo Chenyuan suddenly let out a low laugh with unknown meaning.

Luo Huayin stared straight behind him for a while, the corners of his mouth slightly curved, and his voice was soft: "Okay, very good."

The dark clouds in the sky were just about to cover their heads, Luo Huayin slowly glanced at the two rapidly surging dark clouds, the devil energy around him suddenly surged, and his whole body seemed to explode, as if the next moment It's about to explode right in front of them.

Lu Qianchuan's heart trembled, and he subconsciously wanted to use his spiritual power to stop his increasingly serious obsession. Before he could withdraw his hand from Mo Chenyuan, a large black cloud of magic gathered above their heads .

It wasn't the dark cloud formed by Shaoshu and his troops brought over, this dark cloud was created out of thin air, darker and darker than the demon army over there, and the electric light flickered among the clouds, and the slightest gap revealed the treachery behind it Cloudy.

The door formed by a cloud of black demonic energy suddenly opened in the air, and countless arms stretched out from it. At such a close distance, Lu Qianchuan could even hear ghosts crying and howling wolves hidden in it.

With a buzzing in his head, he looked at Luo Huayin in disbelief, then looked up at the magic door that seemed to lead to hell, and the Raksha Hell that slowly opened and was hidden behind the door.

The blue spiritual power that had just risen in his hand suddenly disappeared, and Lu Qianchuan looked at Luo Huayin again, with fear in his voice: "You are crazy!"

Raksha hell is the trump card he used in the final battle between Luo Huayin and Mo Chenyuan. When the gate of hell opens, everything within a radius of hundreds of miles will be sucked into it. Once the gate is closed, it can no longer be opened.

This hell is not as frightening as the death zone, but it is strange because it can only open the gate of hell one way.

Once inside, you will be trapped inside, no one can find the exit, and you can only die inside.

In the original text, after Mo Chenyuan defeated Luo Huayin, he did not expect that this lunatic would have one last move. He was indeed sucked into the Raksha Hell, but with the golden fingers of the protagonist all the way, he forcibly broke through an exit and broke out .

But he also put all the Rakshasa inside into the human world.

This hell requires demons with strong magic power to use their own magic power as a guide. When calling hell, it will also consume a lot of magic power of the caster. When the magic power is exhausted, the caster and the recipient of the spell will almost die together.

Luo Huayin looked at them gravely, and smiled wantonly: "I am already a dead person, am I not?"

He seemed dissatisfied with the speed at which the gate of hell opened, and he released the magic power in his body more fiercely, and the smile on his face became more and more presumptuous: "Since you like being together so much, I'll make you happy, how about it?"

Lu Qianchuan held down Mo Chenyuan's hand that was about to swing the sword, and said coldly, "Don't move yet."

Mo Chenyuan's own situation is also at a critical moment, and if he uses a lot of magic power, he will inevitably become obsessed and irreparable just like Luo Huayin.

Lu Qianchuan was cruel, and gathered all the spiritual power into the golden core. He could even feel the pain of the spiritual power raging in his body. A light blue beam of light lit up from his whole body and went straight to the sky. shot through the wide-open gates of hell.

"Asakawa!"

At this moment, a familiar voice sounded not far away, Lu Qianchuan trembled all over, and suddenly felt an unspeakable surprise in his heart, he turned his head, and Yan Zi'an was standing in front of the mighty demon army, with the light of the streamer sword at his feet Flashing, they rushed towards them at an extremely fast speed.

In the blink of an eye, Yan Zi'an jumped to their side from the sword, and a beam of light that was stronger than Lu Qianchuan's body suddenly rose, and two spiritual powers surrounded the black gate of hell, trying to forcefully close this ominous ghost door. Door.

After all, they were the first step.

Lu Qianchuan was relieved, and still pressed Mo Chenyuan who wanted to make a move. The parting and grievances of many days lingered in his stomach, and they all turned into the simplest two words: "Master."

Yan Zian smiled and pressed Mo Chenyuan together with him, and said in a low voice: "I have wronged you."

Lu Qianchuan was still able to joke with [-] while immersed in icy cold water, gritted his teeth when he was so exhausted that he wished he could fall to sleep, and never yelled out a word of pain, and he never talked about his depression when he was kept in the room like a doll. After hearing Yan Zi'an's words, her eyes turned red without warning.

Mo Chenyuan's whole body was nailed into the ground by the two of them. Si Ming was holding a fiery red light in his hand, but he couldn't move at all. He struggled, but the master and apprentice worked together. He refused, so he could only say: "I'll meet senior Shaoshu."

Lu Qianchuan was still worried, subconsciously pinched his clothes with his fingers, and said: "Be careful."

The beams of light around Yan Zi'an suddenly rose, and he looked at them expressionlessly.

He watched Mo Chenyuan hold Lu Qianchuan's hand, put it on his lips and kissed it, and then laughed softly: "Don't worry, it's okay."

Seeing Mo Chenyuan walk away with the sword, he soon reunited with Shao Shu who had already appeared in their field of vision, while Lu Qianchuan's eyes were still firmly attached to Mo Chenyuan.

Yan Zian: "..."

The streamer sword was full of light, and the first monk sighed in the raging wind.