Quick time travel: The cold villain is acting like a baby in my arms again

Qiucimu didn't have anything to pay for his tuition, but at this moment he suddenly knew no teacher, met Mu Ciwan's playful eyes, opened his mouth, still didn't say those words, but just held her hand tightly: "If you are willing to teach, you can teach, if you are not willing to teach, forget it."

How could he not be willing to teach.

There was still a teasing smile on her face, she raised her foot and continued to walk forward, the two of them were side by side, there was not even a gap between them.

"How can you not be happy? I'm so happy. But I heard that saving your life should be promised with your body. If I teach you formations, you might be able to use it to save your life in the future. Shouldn't you also promise with your body?"

There's nothing wrong with logic.

Qiu Cimu turned his head to look at her, hesitantly looked away, thinking that this person had already saved him more than once.

"I have only one body and one soul."

It is impossible that every time you save me, I will promise you with my body.

"Haven't you already made a promise with your body?"

As soon as the words fell, Mu Ciwan's low laughter came from beside him: "Yes, you have already agreed with your body, so let's ask for something else, and we will discuss it slowly when we go back, you how do you feel?"

"It's not very good. Muciwan, let's get down to business."

"I think this matter is more serious." Mu Ciwan replied solemnly, she took a step forward, and a few strands of hair brushed Qiu Cimu's cheek, making Qiu Cimu think of the two strands in the afternoon hair strands.

"Grumpy."

Qiu Cimu muttered, and suddenly asked: "Is this what you look like?"

"Of course, of course I want to be honest with you."

"That's not how the word is used."

"But I think it expresses my meaning well."

Mu Ciwan replied indifferently.

Suddenly, her gaze froze, passing through the dense forest, she looked straight ahead.

There was a vague shadow there.

Qiucimu couldn't see it, it was still too far away from him, but he could feel a pressure coming towards him, which made him faintly unable to hold on, and his forehead was sweating.

Mu Ciwan remained calm, and stepped forward, blocking Qiu Cimu behind him.

It seemed to form a natural barrier, and the pressure disappeared instantly. Qiucimu took a breath with all his strength, and heard an old and sinister smile in his ears, like a person scratching shredded paper with his fingernails, accompanied by glass Broken sound.

Sharp and piercing, people couldn't help frowning.

He is very familiar with this voice, it is the voice of Wen Ren's head, but it is much older.

There was already a blurry figure standing in front of him while he was thinking about it, but it was no longer a figure, it was just a cloud of black mist, constantly spreading to the surroundings, and it seemed to be blocked by some container, unable to spread farther The place.

A breath of evil.

A look of disgust flashed in Qiu Cimu's eyes, he stood up straight, touched his sword with his hand, and was ready to fight Wenren at any time.

"Autumn Resignation? It seems that the old man Liu Baihe has failed. I wanted him to be with me at the beginning, but I just took more chances, and I will be reborn."

"He just didn't believe me, and put his hope on you, but now he failed, tsk tsk, why? He received my message from him, so he wanted to save the world, and he was a stumbling block?"

His voice was old and slow, with a hint of hoarseness, and every word and every word came towards the two of them with momentum, but Mu Ciwan calmly stopped them all.

"Hey, you little girl, the rescuer brought by Qiu Cimu? I said how could he escape from Liu Baihe's clutches with him alone. It seems that you are obstructing it, so I will come to meet you."

As he said that, a wisp of black mist hit Mu Ciwan, as if exuding a strong stench, and it was bound to kill Mu Ciwan with one blow.

It's a pity that the black mist was cut off by Mu Ciwan's blow.

Wenren let out a low laugh, and gathered the scattered black mist again, "I have some skills, if I hadn't turned into an incarnation, I might not be able to beat you, but I'm immortal now, when I collect enough Qi Luck and aura, reshape the body, at that time, no one who is the favored son of heaven can compare to me, they are just a group of ants."

The words were completely tainted with madness.

Qiu Cimu frowned fiercely, and drew out the Dragon Yin Sword with one hand, while observing Mu Ciwan's expression.

It's still that breezy look.

It seemed that what was in front of him was not a powerful monk, but a small ant.

He naturally knows Mu Ciwan's strength, but he must be fully prepared for everything, and there must be no omissions for a moment.

"It's late, be careful."

"Don't worry, lend me the Longyin Sword?"

As soon as the words fell, Qiu Cimu threw the Dragon Yin Sword and was easily caught by Mu Ciwan.

"As a swordsman, you can easily give your sword to others. Qiu Ci Mu, do you still have your Dao heart? Even if you gave her the sword, what's the use? You still can't beat me."

His voice got deeper and deeper.

Qiu Cimu gave him a cold look, without any emotion in his eyes: "It's better than your body that can't even hold a sword."

After turning into a cloud of black mist, he was destined to abandon the sword itself.

"You nonsense! I am only temporary now. When I have a body, I will pick up my sword again, and let you be my nourishment now."

"Can you really hold your sword?" Qiu Cimu said slowly, watching Hei Wu stab at him angrily, but Mu Ciwan easily resisted it.

"Have you talked enough? If you have talked enough, I will make a move."

"Well, it's over."

"Arrogant and conceited." Wenren sneered and let out a roar, the black mist slowly spread towards the two of them, even enveloping them, but was blocked by the barrier built by Mu Ciwan.

Unconvinced, he rushed towards Mu Ciwan, and turned into thousands of tentacles stretching their teeth and claws, but was knocked away by Mu Ciwan's blow.

"It's quite powerful, and now I'm going to show my real skills." Wenren snorted, and was about to make another move, but Mu Ciwan was already impatient, so he kicked his feet, borrowed his strength, and flipped in the air , Divine consciousness manipulated Wenren not to dare to act casually, a sword pierced straight into the dark room.

"Hahahaha, do you think I will die like this? Impossible, now I am immortal!"

As he spoke, the scattered black mist slowly condensed into a ball again, as if rebuilding a framework, but it dissipated at the last step, leaving only a small ball, which was Wenren's "heart".

The heart that has been darkened, even the heart does not belong to him.

"How, how is it possible, I am already immortal, why can't I condense—"

He let out a long howl, his voice gradually weakened, and he was still trying desperately to regroup.

But more and more embarrassing every time.

Mu Ciwan pinned the Dragon Yin Sword behind his back, took out the talismans and formations he had prepared in advance, and restrained the dark mass, only the roar from inside could be heard.