Fast Transmigration Counterattack: Attacking the Villain's 99 Styles

Chapter 140

Seeing Ling Yuan's beauty, Xuan Wuying felt so good for a moment that she forgot that she refused to take a bath with him just now.

He stood up slowly and stepped out of the hot spring pool, and the servants immediately put on clothes for him.

It's not easy for Ling Yuan to stare at a big man like him.

She looked around, and suddenly found that near the sleeping hall on the side of the hot spring, a thin curtain of water waves separated the void into two halves, but after careful inspection, there was no difference in the scenery on both sides of the light curtain.

While studying, his lower jaw was grasped by cool fingers in vain.

She glanced subconsciously, but saw Xuan Wuying with a handsome and suave face, with a playful smile on the corner of her mouth.

"Today you seem to be a little different than before..."

"What's the difference?" Ling Yuan didn't rush to disobey him, but smiled even more charmingly.

"Before, it was unpolished beauty, but now it is refined beauty."

Ling Yuan smiled faintly: "Maybe today's rouge and gouache suit me better, so it looks more beautiful."

The flickering and moving eyes, under the light fanning of the long eyelashes, are even more charming.

Xuan Wuying looked at her carefully: "I would like to know which kind of flower and plant this rouge powder is made from."

After speaking, he got closer and closer, and Ling Yuan couldn't help tensing up.

When he was about to kiss the cheek, Ling Yuan hurriedly dodged.

Suspicion flashed in Xuan Wuying's eyes, and Ling Yuan's heart skipped a beat.

Just at this time, Fan Li hurried over.

"Pavilion Master, I don't know who sent the demon Ling Yuan to our sacred mountain! I went to investigate the theft of the treasure just now, and found that she was trapped in the back mountain and couldn't move..."

"It's me." Ling Yuan's eyes changed slightly, and she looked at Xuan Wuying, "Among the demons, I'm not the only one who wants her to die. This time, I tricked her into Shenshan to let the Pavilion Master take this opportunity to say goodbye to her." Moyu retrieves those lost treasures."

Xuan Wuying frowned: "Did Moyu steal those treasures?"

Seeing this, Fan Li responded: "I would like to report to the Pavilion Master, Fan Li was ordered to investigate the back mountain, and there are indeed many footprints left by demon beasts."

Xuan Wuying's eyes flickered for a moment: "Since that's the case, this Ling Yuan, I will know her well..."

Ling Yuan put her arms around Xuan Wuying's arm, imitating Bai Meier's tone and said coquettishly: "Pavilion Master, you promised me before that you would help me teach her a good lesson, does this still count?"

"How do you want to teach her a lesson?" Xuan Wuying looked at Ling Yuan leisurely.

Ling Yuan smiled coquettishly, staring at the fan on Xuan Wuying's waist, her eyes were full of color: "I saw the pavilion master use a folding fan against thousands of demon soldiers that day, and the power shocked the world. I still want to see the pavilion master use it again." Once... how did this silk-covered folding fan turn into a sharp sword?"

Xuan Wuying seemed to be particularly benefited by Ling Yuan's adoring eyes. He triumphantly took out the folding fan from his waist, and tapped Ling Yuan's forehead lightly: "Meier wants to see, how can I be stingy?"
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The main hall of Shenshan.

The moment Bai Meier saw Xuan Wuying, her eyes flashed, she kept struggling, and yelled desperately, but she couldn't say a word.

"Is she dumb?" Xuan Wuying looked at Ling Yuan.

Ling Yuan smiled sarcastically, and replied tactfully: "She called me a vixen, I don't like to hear it."

Xuan Wuying mistook her for admitting that she did it, so he didn't say anything, and instead stretched out his hand to hold her in his arms.

Although Ling Yuan is very uncomfortable with his behavior, but for revenge, she has to bear it first!
Seeing that Xuan Wuying didn't recognize Ling Yuan at all, and was still so close to her, Bai Meier felt anxious and angry, jealous and hated, rolling around on the ground non-stop, baring her teeth.

Xuan Wuying frowned in dissatisfaction: "You guys, hold her, move around, look at her and dazzle her eyes."

Bai Meier became more and more agitated, and she let out an angry moan, with a ferocious expression on her face, as if she wanted to tear Xuan Wuying into pieces.

Xuan Wuying was stunned by those hateful eyes, and his heart was inexplicably empty for a moment, but soon, he was disturbed by Bai Meier's ugly expression at the moment.

"Meier, you said just now that you want to see me turn a folding fan into a sword, what do you mean?"

Ling Yuan smiled, her eyes became sharp and fierce in an instant: "Of course I want to see her being stabbed into a hornet's nest... She looks so ugly, isn't it appropriate to be stabbed a few more times with a sharp sword?"

Xuan Wuying and Fan Ligu were startled.

The former did not expect that "Bai Meier" would have such a murderous intention towards "Ling Yuan" in front of him, and the latter did not expect that when Ling Yuan said that she wanted to avenge Xiang Liu, she wanted to retaliate.

Ling Yuan looked at Xuan Wuying: "Pavilion Master, you promised me, do you regret it? Moyu stole the treasure of Shenshan, do you want to let her go? I heard...they stole the treasure back for her As a betrothal gift! If she is destroyed, not only will they lose their bride, but those treasures will also be useless, and Demon Realm is equivalent to losing their wife and soldiers."

Xuan Wuying was so excited, let go of Ling Yuan, and flapped her folding fan: "Mei'er still has an idea, she looks like this, she is really sorry to God, it's better... to be completely destroyed!"

After finishing speaking, he gathered his energy and soared into the sky, hunting in white clothes without wind, the folding fan instantly spread like a peacock, accompanied by a bloodthirsty vibrato, it spread out into a cold sword, reflecting cold light.

Seeing those sharp swords coming towards her through the air, Bai Meier suddenly opened her eyes wide!

Almost instantly.

She let out a mournful roar, seeing those dangling white swords stained with her own blood, trembling all over.

Afterwards, Xuan Wuying picked up the sword, and the blood from Bai Meier's body splashed out. At the same time, she fell in front of the hall, dying.

Blood is flowing...

Xuan Wuying looked at the scene in front of him, his brows were furrowed, and he didn't speak for a while.

Ling Yuan thought that his mood had changed, so she hurriedly asked him about his situation.

He glanced at Bai Meier on the ground, and said in disgust: "Dirty the palace of the deity, I don't know when the blood will be washed away, and the stench will dissipate. Fan Li, throw her down the mountain quickly." , and then asked them to clean the temple several times and smoke it with aloes for 49 days."

When Ling Yuan heard this, she sneered in her heart, Xuan Wuying never recognized Bai Meier, it seemed that his feelings for her were nothing more than that.

Although he hesitated at first, but the moment he started, the cold light of the sharp sword reflected in his eyes, and he had already regarded Bai Meier in front of him as nothing.

Suddenly remembered that not long ago, he generously promised himself to go back to the Demon Realm to find warm grass. Compared with the present, his attitude of serving the people is really ironic.

This is the god who protects the world from above?
The method of killing is cold-blooded and cruel, so what's the difference with demons?
It's easy to let go of an ant, and it's also easy to trample an ant to death, it all depends on your mood.

Ling Yuan found it more and more ridiculous.

Xuan Wuying saw the strange and sneering smile on the corner of her mouth, and was surprised for a moment: "Meier...you..."

Ling Yuan took a few steps back, intentionally distanced herself from him, restored her clear voice, and said softly: "Pavilion Master, you seem to have misunderstood it? I am Ling Yuan..."

Xuan Wuying stared at Ling Yuan, his eyes changed from surprise, shock, and finally anger at a visible speed.

(End of this chapter)