The heartthrob villain is beautiful and sassy

Jiang Yao watched a cloud of black air emerge from Wen Mujin's neck, and her originally clear eyes became cloudy in an instant. The black air continuously absorbed the luck, grew stronger, and finally condensed into a soul. body, vaguely discernible is a woman's figure.

Strange power.

Much like an alien star, but not an alien star.

Jiang Yao tried to use her spiritual sense to cut off the tiny air lines around Wen Mujin, but unexpectedly, it was far more difficult than cutting off Linghuchen's air line.

Jiang Yao's spiritual consciousness worked hard for a long time but only cut off one.

Wen Mujin and the dark soul body didn't notice anything wrong, and they were still having a conversation between them.

"Broken? When?" Wen Mujin looked surprised, obviously not aware of this.

"I don't know either." The soul body shook its head and said, "Maybe it's because Linghuchen's Heavenly Dao luck is too strong, and there is another stunning beauty beside him."

Speaking of this, Wen Mujin's face darkened: "According to what you said before, I have linked the luck of everyone on and off Jianfeng, but why is it still not up to the standard of the son of luck? "

The soul snorted lightly: "Why?"

Holding Wen Mujin's face in those phantom hands, he spoke mockingly: "If you have half the appearance of that woman today, no matter what you do, you will be able to get twice the result with half the effort."

Wen Mujin's face changed slightly when she heard the words, her fists on the table were clenched tightly, and the soul body still taunted: "And I also said that Jiang Yao is the most lucky in the entire Jianfeng, you just took away What's the use of the luck of Master Jian and those few true disciples?"

"It's funny to say, do you really think that quantity can make up for quality? There are only a few geniuses in this world. Even if you take away the luck of all the disciples of Chengtianmen, you can only meet Linghuchen once." Degree."

Wen Mujin's tone was cold: "Then what can I do? If I don't absorb the luck of those people, I'm afraid I don't even have a Nascent Soul."

"So you have to be faster, go to other sects to suppress other geniuses, and become the son of luck recognized by other sects." The soul's warm voice induced, "You always stay in Chengtianmen, so you can only stay in Chengtianmen all the time." Staying in the Nascent Soul Stage."

Wen Mujin hesitated: "But you also said that if I stay away from those people, the luck line will be disconnected sooner or later."

The soul body clicked lightly: "I said that the luck lines of these disciples are irrelevant, and you have already reached the Nascent Soul Stage, so is there any need for them to exist?"

Wen Mujin was convinced: "You are right, I will leave Chengtianmen after this celebration."

The soul body felt a little satisfied after hearing the words: "It's good to have such an awareness."

As he said that, the soul circled around the pile of luck lines, and said with disgust: "These people don't have much luck in heaven, so they can be thrown away as abandoned children."

Wen Mujin raised her eyes without any emotional fluctuations: "Well, if there is no luck supply line, just cut it off, don't ask me."

Hearing the words, the soul body raised its hand neatly and cut off a large piece of luck line, and the whole room became much emptier at once.

"You should go find some monks with more luck, and do whatever you can, you know?" After dealing with the soul body, he returned to Wen Mujin's side, "If there is really no other way, let me possess the body, it's better than yours." An extremely flat face."

Wen Mujin bit her lower lip, apparently stabbed by the soul body's words.

Saying that, the soul body transformed into an extremely clear face.

It directly transformed into Jiang Yao's appearance. Even though she had black skin and hollow eyes, that face was surprisingly amazing.

The soul body said triumphantly: "Well, I can achieve this effect. If I use this face, within a few years, those who are favored by the sky will be gathered by me. Why bother to think so hard like you?" In ten years, the spirit stones earned are enough, and there is still only a little bit of luck in heaven."

Wen Mujin clenched her fists tighter, and her tone was filled with anger, and she even gritted her teeth: "I know, but if we act too hastily, we will be discovered, right? You don't want to go back to that dark place Let's go to the laboratory, don't forget that we are on the same line."

Hearing Wen Mujin's words, the soul body was not only not angry, but even showed an expression of enjoyment. She took a deep breath and grinned: "Sure enough, there is no progress, but such a sentence can make you so angry .”

With that said, the soul moved closer to Wen Mujin, and the two of them would kiss each other just a little away.

The soul body caressed Wen Mujin's face affectionately, and said in a low tone: "If you are always so excited when facing me, you will easily be wiped out by me."

Jiang Yao couldn't help raising her eyebrows at such words that seemed to be teasing in love.

The expression on Wen Mujin's face did not change, she frowned and looked at the soul body and said: "Don't use that woman's face, you should."

Soul body chuckled, but obediently blurred his face: "Complete your Nascent Soul Ceremony as soon as possible and go to other sects."

"Understood." Wen Mujin responded blankly.

"Don't lose the chain this time. If the luck is gone, the two of us will not be able to stay in this world at all. If I am caught back then, don't think about it." Hibiscus's indifference warned again viciously.

The soul body turned into a black smoke again, submerged into Wen Mujin's body, and disappeared.

Originally, she came here to cut off the luck lines around Wen Mujin's body, but Wen Mujin and her unknown soul body directly helped her complete this matter.

This saved Jiang Yao's work.

Jiang Yao originally planned to kill Wen Mujin here, but there may be a better way.

Jiang Yao looked at the luck lines connected to Wen Mujin's body. Although it was two-thirds less than before, there were still not a few of them connected to her body.

Maybe she should have waited.

Jiang Yao deepened the spiritual imprint on Wen Mujin's body, turned around and left Wen Mujin's room.

She came to Sword Master's cave.

The temperature here is colder than any other place in Jianfeng, and it is also more deserted.

Jiang Yao easily concealed the restriction and walked into the cave.

Her purpose was very clear, and she went directly to Sword Master's training room.

The door there had already condensed a layer of frost. When I touched it, I felt that my fingers were about to be frozen off.

Jiang Yao didn't rush in rashly, but used her spiritual sense to investigate first.

Through her divine sense, Jiang Yao saw Master Jian lying on his thousand-year-old black ice bed, dying and almost dying.