After the villain is reborn a hundred times

Fighting intent, murderous aura, majestic and surging!

This is something Mo Lan has never felt in Mingshuang. From the beginning of knowing Mingshuang, she has a desolate appearance, ignoring all indifference, like a walking corpse with only a body but no soul.

But now Mingshuang made her feel scared, Mingshuang still stood there coldly, expressionless and indifferent, Bixiao sword was beside her, Qinghua streamer buzzing non-stop.

Mo Lan could feel a surge of killing intent on her body, spread by the powerful spiritual power, the spiritual pressure suppressed this place, and put pressure on the heavy object in front of her.

I saw Mingshuang raised her eyes, a pair of eyes that were as calm as an ancient well without joy or sorrow burst out with an unprecedented coldness.

"Mo Lan, take care of her."

This she was referring to, of course, the woman in green who fainted in her arms, that is, Wang Jinxue.

Mingshuang is very powerful and smart, pretending to be in front of her may not necessarily succeed.

So Wang Jinxue unloaded 80.00% of her resistance, and when she abruptly picked up the heavy object, she was really unconscious and passed out.

Judging from her understanding of fighting wits and courage with Mingshuang in her 99th life, Mingshuang will never abandon her.

The so-called Righteous Way means grinding and chirping, emphasizing affection and righteousness. As a representative of Righteous Way, Mingshuang is naturally the leader among them.

Mo Lan leaned Wang Jinxue against a tree trunk, and fed her the elixir from her waist.

As soon as she looked up, she saw Mingshuang holding the Bixiao Sword with one hand, stepping forward with one foot and stepping back with the other. This is a standard attacking posture.Before Mo Lan could see clearly, Mingshuang rushed up with a "whoosh--".

Tough...

Mingshuang is a standard swordsman, who has fully demonstrated the three elements of fast, ruthless, and accurate attacks.

But two quarters of an hour later, the blue light of the Bixiao sword shot up into the sky, and the sword's aura was as majestic as a rainbow, and it directly chopped off the head of the heavy object.

The Bixiao sword streamed light, the Xueliang sword was extremely thin, a drop of blood dripped down the tip of the sword, and fell into the dust.

The head and body of the heavy object were separated, and the head rolled on the ground and fell to Mingshuang's feet, with a "hiss..." sound in his throat.

Mingshuang bent down to pick up the head of the heavy object, and stuffed it into her Qiankun bag.

The originally blue and clear sky has slowly turned blue-yellow, and layers of rose-colored clouds cover the sky.

It was dusk.

"Let's go to the town ahead to rest for the night, and we'll be on our way tomorrow." Mingshuang bent forward to hug Wang Jinxue, stretched out her hands, and then stopped.

Mo Lan looked at her suspiciously, "What's wrong."

Mingshuang shook her head, wiped her hands with the hem of her skirt, and then hugged Wang Jinxue.

His chin rubbed against her forehead, a tiny movement, but Mo Lan didn't notice it when she focused on her skirt.

Mingshuang is wearing a school uniform, a pure white gauze skirt with a flowing skirt, and now it is a little more black, not to mention, it looks much better than the original sackcloth and filial piety.

Both of them are masters of the younger generation in the world of cultivating immortals, and it took only a short time for Yujian to reach the town at the foot of the mountain.

The town is called Sifang Town, and it really has a square shape, which makes people feel as if they are in a cemetery surrounded by a big family, which is quite eerie.

It is dusk now, Sifang Town has closed the stalls during the day, and just opened the stalls at night, the two sides alternate, but there are not many pedestrians on the road.

The breeze blew over the banners of the wine shops, making a fluttering sound, which set off the quiet street with a bit of dignity.

Yes, silence.The people in Sifang Town were very quiet. No one spoke, no matter whether they were selling their stalls or collecting their stalls, and even the few scattered pedestrians who passed by were silent.

Mo Lan poked Mingshuang's back and whispered, "Do you think Sifang Town is strange?"

"Yes, we also need to stay." Mingshuang walked directly into an inn with Wang Jinxue in his arms.

Mo Lan nodded, thinking, yes, they have to sleep in the wild if they can't stay, especially if they still have an injury.

After entering the inn and checking into the guest room, the weird feeling in Mo Lan's heart became more obvious.

Whether it is the waiter or the shopkeeper in the inn, they are very indifferent to them, and they can be as brief as possible, and they will never say a word, as if talking is a waste of life.

All three of them lived in a room by themselves. Mingshuang first put Wang Jinxue in the middle room, then diagnosed her pulse and healed her injuries.

Mo Lan tidied up the guest room and went out for a walk. When she came back, she saw Mingshuang decocting medicine in the backyard of the inn.

Mingshuang is the proud daughter of heaven that no one can compare to.

Born in the Lingxu Sect, she is also the daughter of the elder who is in charge of punishment. Since she was a child, she was extremely talented and extremely intelligent. She was loved and cared by her parents, and her life went smoothly.

Ming Shuang was born extremely beautiful, with a clear and handsome appearance, which is a beauty that is difficult to describe with all the exquisite pens and inks in the world.Her eyes are narrow and long, and the tails of her eyes are slightly raised, like an ancient well, without waves, sorrow or joy.

There is a list of fairies in the world of cultivating immortals, and Mingshuang has been at the top of the list of fairies since she entered the world. The world describes her as the magnanimity and absolute beauty when she was in the snow and frost before the Lingxu sect.

No matter where she is, no matter how many people there are in this world, Ming Shuang is a well-deserved focus, she is born to attract everyone's attention.

In the backyard of this inn, the flowers and plants are withered, and everywhere is old. She can still shine brightly and clear away the dust.

She was dressed in flowing white clothes, and the orange-red rays fell behind her, creating a faint color.Like a god with a light behind it, it stands high above and cannot be looked directly at.

Mo Lan called her: "Ming Shuang!"

"Huh?" Mingshuang didn't raise her eyes, she was still squatting there, carefully watching the medicine on the fire.

Mo Lan didn't care about her indifference, because she knew that Mingshuang was naturally indifferent and didn't target anyone.

"I just went out for a stroll, and found that many people were preparing paper lanterns. They were very red. I don't know what they were doing. This town is full of weirdness."

"Is there a happy event? Red lanterns are only used for happy events."

Mingshuang poured the decocted medicine into the bowl, "I'll go and have a look at night, you watch over her."

"Okay." Mo Lan felt a little sad when she saw Mingshuang go to deliver medicine to the injured one.

This is just acquaintance, no, it can't even be called acquaintance, but she is so kind to him, she didn't have this kind of treatment back then.

After all, Wang Jinxue is a generation of Demon Lord. Needless to say, her cultivation base is profound. She woke up when she arrived at the inn, but she didn't make a sound. She waited until Mingshuang went out to decoct medicine before opening her eyes. She checked herself and found that she was in good health. After learning a lot, she started to wait for Mingshuang to come back with peace of mind.

Hearing the "squeak" of the guest room door, Wang Jinxue immediately closed his eyes, feeling the awe-inspiring and pleasant smell like ice and snow rushing towards his face, knowing that it was Mingshuang who frowned, and groaned in a low voice, pretending to be uncomfortable Weakly opened his eyes.

"Uh...it hurts..."

Wang Jinxue frowned and wanted to get up, her fingers were clutching the edge of the bed, her fingertips were turning white, and Mingshuang was watching not far from her.

"..."

Why doesn't this play out according to the routine?

Wang Jinxue raised her eyes weakly, with water vapor in them, sinking wetly, and said, "Yes, can you help me?"

Mingshuang put the medicine bowl on the table, and rubbed her hands on the hem of the skirt as if to wipe it clean, then Shi Shiran stepped forward and raised her hand to help her up and lean on the head of the bed.

"Thank you. I can't repay you for saving my life. I..."

"Drink the medicine." Mingshuang simply threw the bowl in front of her, not wanting to hear those polite words.

"...Oh." Wang Jinxue took the medicine bowl, frowned and raised her head to dry up all the medicine.

Mingshuang lifted the hem of her clothes, sat opposite her, and asked sharply, regardless of the attack that the person in front of her had just blocked for her: "Who are you? Why did you appear here?"

Wang Jinxue, who had prepared the countermeasures long ago, still put on that innocent appearance, and said with the utmost weakness: "My name is Axue, and I followed a fierce beast here, but I was too shallow and was seriously injured by it to meet you." .”

"Which school and sect does Miss Axue come from? Was she injured after chasing a beast of that level?"

Wang Jinxue looked up at her softly, then lowered her head, making a sad look: "I come from Liuzhong, Dianmo School."

He couldn't help covering his face and weeping at this point.

The Liuzhong Dianmo school was wiped out three months ago. It is said that there are more than 740 people and none of them survived.

Mingshuang's expression was indifferent, and he said for a while: "I have never met the girl before, and I am grateful to the girl for saving her life. If the girl has nowhere to go, you can take this thing to the Lingxu sect."

Said, Mingshuang took off the jade pendant around her waist, and handed it to her with both hands.

"Lingxu Sect widely accepts casual cultivators from all over the world, so you don't have to worry about it. If you have somewhere to go, this jade pendant will be a token for you and me. If you have something to say in the future, I will definitely die to thank you for saving your life today." Grace."

Oh, hypocrisy.

Not just to drive her away.

Wang Jinxue sneered inwardly, but still maintained that weak posture on his face.

"No need, I can escape that thing even without my girl. I'm just adding to the snake. The girl has already taken care of me, and I don't want to bother the girl. I will leave tomorrow morning."

"Why is it so troublesome, let her go to Yunwu Mountain with us tomorrow, and Mingshuang, you will bring her back to the Lingxu Sect, so that all the other girls will not be afraid." Mo Lan didn't know how much she had heard, Pushing the door open and entering the room, he opened his mouth and said, blocking Mingshuang's words.

Mingshuang glanced sideways at her, and the fingers on her knees trembled unconsciously.

Wang Jinxue was so proud of herself that Mo Lan's proposal was exactly what she wanted, and she still dutifully put on an appearance of being weak and unwilling to embarrass Mingshuang.

"If the girl is in trouble, I will leave tomorrow by myself."

Mingshuang was speechless, looking at her unblinkingly with his distant and indifferent eyes.It made Wang Jinxue's heart jump for a while, and she always felt that the gaze was full of deep meaning.

"So, let's arrange it like this." Ming Shuang got up and went out with a flick of her sleeves.

Wang Jinxue asked innocently: "Here, is she angry?"

"No, she's just like this, you can rest assured to go with us. By the way, my name is Mo Lan, she is Ming Shuang, what do you call the girl, we will be friends from now on."

"Order the ink school in Xialiu, Liu Axue."

"Dianmo School..." Mo Lan patted her shoulder with a sad face, it was really not easy.

Everyone in the world said that the Liuzhong Dianmo School was wiped out by the Mozun, and none of the 740 people survived, and even the livestock, flowers and plants in the territory were not left behind.

It must be difficult for this girl to escape by chance from the Mozun, it is too difficult, she must be taken good care of.

Wang Jinxue smiled slightly, her face was pale, her brows were slightly frowned, and the image of being weak, innocent, pitiful and helpless was deeply rooted in Mo Lan's heart.

It's the willow shoots on the moon, the sky is full of stars, the summer night in Sifang Town is cool, and there will even be a trace of tide-like cold, soaking through the clothes and penetrating into the bone marrow.

Sifang Town is weird, and Mingshuang also knows that Molan went out once during the day and didn't find much useful things, so Mingshuang was exploring at night.

What Mingshuang didn't notice was that after she came out of the inn, Wang Juxue also hid herself and followed her.

After all, Wang Jinxue is a Demon Lord, and Mingshuang is several hundred years older. If she wants to prevent her from finding out, she will naturally not be able to find out.

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The author has something to say:

Mo Lan: hello, everyone, I am Lan Lan, a tool man who has been matching female protagonists for 500 years, please pick me, thank you.

Mozun: Put on my little vest, pretend to be an innocent little white flower, and fuck her!

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