Fast Travel: My villain must be blackened

Hua Ling's eyes fell deeply on Yan Chen's face, and she clicked her tongue lightly with a slightly nympho expression.

Why do the villains in every small world look so to her liking?This is also very good!

Her eyes were a little hot.

Yan Chen who was in the dense forest stopped suddenly, he looked around suspiciously, his brows furrowed a little.

Strange, he obviously felt that Youdao was watching him all the time, but he didn't see anyone, and he didn't think it was dangerous, could it be...

Is it like what the two disciples said just now, is it the people of the Zhengqing sect who are observing them?

if it is like this……

Yan Chen squeezed the small pendant on his neck through his clothes, at least he couldn't reveal his identity until he reached Zhengqingzong and practiced immortality.

Judging from the situation just now, Zheng Qingzong is still very reasonable.

As long as he does enough good deeds, they may be able to dispel their malice towards him. Even if his identity is really exposed one day, they probably won't directly attack him.

Thinking about this, Yan Chen continued to walk forward.

Hua Ling's smile deepened.

Interestingly, he has not practiced immortality yet, yet he has been able to detect her snooping. He really deserves to be the big villain in the future.

The situation in the dense forest was complicated. These people stayed there for seven full days before the first person came out of the dense forest.

This popular Yuxuan's full hair was tied with a hair crown, and he was dressed in a purple and gold embroidered robe, which was extravagant.

Hua Ling smiled, this is probably the protagonist.

Yan Chen was the tenth to walk out.

He looked at the thousand-storey steps and his expression didn't change. There was no joy or excitement. He just stepped on the steps silently.

The first 100-plus steps are nothing, but the more you go up, the more difficult it is to see the road ahead, as if covered by a layer of fog, blocking the line of sight.

Some people can only squat down and use their hands and feet if they want to continue walking up.

But Yu Wenhao, who was the first to come up, was still walking normally with his body straight and looking ahead, and he had already climbed more than 300 floors.

Seeing this scene, the suzerain of the Zhengqing sect stroked his beard and nodded appreciatively, his eyes were shining with the hope that the genius placed.

This person is talented and intelligent, if he can be chosen by the Venerable as the first disciple, he will have a bright future in the future, and he will definitely be able to glorify the lintel of the Qing sect.

He was very happy when he thought that Zheng Qingzong had such a genius.

The thousand steps leading to the Zhengqing sect test whether the mind is clear and transparent, whether the willpower is firm, whether the body can persevere, and whether it is one's own talent.

The higher you go, the heavier your body will become.

Some people barely climbed to the 100th floor and looked down. The clouds and mist surrounded the black head, which scared him to the ground, not to mention the blurred vision in front of him, and he could not see the way forward.

Being in such a situation for a long time, it is almost impossible to tell whether the things under the feet are solid or empty.

Fear lingers in their hearts, they can't pass their own test, once their hearts collapse, their limbs will be weak, and they will naturally fall down.

Those who gritted their teeth and climbed up were also sweating profusely, and their backs were clearly soaked.

Hua Ling has been paying attention to Yan Chen, she wants to see where he can walk with his back straightened, but she didn't expect...

He squatted down like everyone else after only more than 200 floors.

It's just... his expression is not as frightened as the people around him.