I play all the villains alone [Transmigration Book]

Shen Huan frowned slightly, and was about to retreat, but quickly stabilized his figure, held the hilt of the sword with his hand, and winked at Huai Xinghe, then turned his wrist, drew the sword out of its sheath, and flew to the black dragon in an instant. In front of him, the sword light was as cold as snow, pointing directly at the black dragon's eyes.

Although his movements were fast, the black dragon's reaction was not slow. He closed his eyes nimbly, poked his head forward, and opened his mouth to bite Shen Huan's sword.

Fortunately, Shen Huan's purpose was not here, and he was not discouraged. The sword edge remained undiminished, and stabbed at the double eyelids that seemed to be very strong.

Huai Xinghe was stunned when he received his hint.

But after all, he is the holy son carefully cultivated by Jinghong Valley. Immediately afterwards, he understood Shen Huan's meaning, suppressed the discomfort in his heart, and called his friends to rush forward before the black dragon opened his eyes. Simple formations, formulas of formulas, symbols of symbols, all attacks landed on the relatively soft neck.

At the same time, the Cun Yin in Shen Huan's hand pierced his eyelids, making the sound of gold and stone colliding, and then sank half an inch.

Cun Yin is sharp, but this dragon's double eyelids are thicker, the effect of his blow is not obvious, on the contrary, it is the neck that was attacked by the group, and the blood is pouring out in an instant.

The black dragon was in pain, and there was another long roar that shook the sky. The terrifying coercion of the Nascent Soul stage radiated, forcing Shen Huan and others to retreat. Fly high in the air.

Huai Xinghe and the others tensed up, took out all the trump cards given by their master and elders, and were on guard against the black dragon's revenge.

And yet... they were ignored again.

Just as Shen Huan stood firm, he felt the wind blowing from the sky, so he had to touch the ground with his toes, and retreated another ten miles, only then did he have enough time to raise his head.

At this moment, the dragon was only a few feet away from him.

It had already stopped, but it seemed to be irritated by his glance again, and it rushed straight down with its teeth and claws.

Shen Huan's pupils shrank, and he stepped on a tree with a crooked neck beside him, soaring into the air, and the black dragon followed closely.

Sweat broke out from the corner of Shen Huan's forehead, the golden core turned sharply, and the Cun Yin sword in his hand was shining brightly, piercing the ancient tree before he fell from exhaustion, and his body used his strength to pass through the gaps in the branches.

The sound of a large area of ​​trees being broken came from behind, getting closer and closer.

A layer of frost formed in Shen Huan's eyes, and there was a bit of hostility between his brows. As soon as he turned around, he was about to slash at the dragon that was biting him tightly.

Someone grabbed his arm suddenly and pulled it hard.

Shocked, Shen Huan subconsciously wanted to break free from the restraints, but just at the very moment, he smelled a faint fragrance.

This fragrance is cold and indifferent, at first smell it is close at hand, but it disappears when you have to carefully identify it, it is clearly a reserved and serious fragrance, but because of its subtle manner, it has a more seductive taste.

Mixed in the strong smell of grass and trees, it didn't lose its color.

Shen Huan stiffened for a moment, withdrew the spiritual power from his palm, and relaxed his body.

All this happened in an instant.

Lin Zhi realized that he had taken off his guard, so he simply hugged him into his arms, turned around lightly in a calm manner, and kicked the dragon's bloody mouth heavily with the toe of his snow-white boot.

Landed slowly.

Surrounded by another person's breath unexpectedly, Shen Huan lost his mind for a moment, and didn't wake up until his feet stepped on a solid place.

He withdrew from Lin Zhi's embrace, and was about to thank his master, when he heard a cold, slightly angry voice:

"What did I tell you just now?"

Shen Huan didn't take this sentence to heart at all, but it was impossible to tell the truth, he opened his mouth to say a few nonsense words to comfort him, and when he raised his eyes, he saw Lin Zhi's face clearly.

His master's complexion was as cold as ever for ten years, as frosty as snowy. The only difference was that his eyes, which contained thin anger, were covered with a very thin layer of watery light.

There was a strange flash in his heart very quickly.

It's just that he didn't hide behind him as he said, and he was safe just now, why, why did he get so angry?

Shen Huan thought absurdly, just because of this trivial matter.

Just because... he Shen Huan?

On the other side, Lin Zhi, who was trying to hold back tears and acted as an indifferent master, felt in his heart:

Ah, fuck, jio hurts!

Really hit the iron plate!

The "iron plate" dragon was kicked aside by him, but Lin Zhi's foot was still light, but it turned back after a while, stared at Lin Zhi and the two for a while, and then slowly closed the door. Eye.

Lin Zhi had a panoramic view of its movements, and felt that the slow motion was rather sad and lost, and wondered in his heart: Why did it suddenly start acting?

The moment the dragon's eyes were completely closed.

Lin Zhi suddenly felt that the soul was being pulled heavily, and there was a tendency to tear it apart in an instant.

Lin Zhi was shocked: What is it!

System: "It's the unique skill of the Fengshen Clan."

Lin Zhi wanted to ask, but it was obviously not the time right now.

With his cultivation base there, the tiny crack quickly closed again, but Shen Huan...

Lin Zhi turned around and looked, sure enough, the man's face was already unbelievably pale, most of his temples were wet with cold sweat, although his eyes were still barely open, his gaze was already blurred, and his body was also crumbling.

He frowned, and slapped the dragon mercilessly on the face with majestic spiritual power, interrupting its "action", and quickly took him aside, ignoring Shen Huan "Taboo", grabbing his wrist and forcefully pouring a sliver of spiritual power into it.

Seeing that his apprentice's face looked better, he took the time to turn around and look at Huai Xinghe and the others with their hands in their sleeves, his brows were slightly cold:

"Are the nephews going to give up this dragon to my disciple?"

Huai Xinghe and the others, who were more or less eager to watch the show, were suddenly startled, and rushed towards the dragon in a panic.

Lin Zhi still hadn't forgotten that he was only here to pounce, so he reminded all the cubs and stopped caring, and focused all his attention on his particularly fragile apprentice.

Shen Huan's whole body seemed to have just been fished out of the water. His slender and thick eyelashes were wet, sticking together in small strands. His eyes were hazy, and he touched Lin Zhi weakly.

Seeing Lin Zhi for a while... his mind wandered.

The author has something to say: The unique skill of the Fengshen Clan is bright and extinguished: the sky is bright when the eyes are open, and the sky is dark when the eyes are closed.

Refer to the setting of Candle Dragon.

As for why I have to break another name, I will explain it later (. Thanks to the little angel who voted for me or irrigated the nutrient solution~

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