Beautiful Teacher Dressed as a Villain [Transmigration Book]

The sun was rising, and the sun was shining on the water, sparkling.

By the Anning Pool, the disciples of the Danding Sect and the Tianwen Sect were scattered all over the place, enjoying the pleasant morning scenery, each using a talisman to test whether there is any remaining poison in the pool water.

It was rare for Han Qingyun to get up early today. Although he couldn't compare with the original body, it was unprecedented for him.

It's not that he doesn't want to stay in bed, it's just that at dawn, he was woken up by a strange dream and soiled his clothes, so he could only dodge and hide in the bathtub to take a bath. Fortunately, there was a boiling hot stone under the bathtub of Dan Dingzong, and the water was hot. Otherwise, Han Qingyun really didn't know what to do.

How can I have this kind of dream, and the object is still Xing Luo... It must be because when I was exploring Zhou Tian last night, the last two key points were too secretive, which made people think about it.

It's not his problem, it's the key problem.

Han Qingyun turned his back, rubbed his face, and chased away the messy thoughts, and when he turned around to face the busy disciples, he had a forced indifference again.

"Master, what's wrong?" Xing Luo has been paying attention to his actions, from the unusual early morning to taking a bath secretly, and he didn't ask until now.

"No, it's probably because I ran Xiao Zhoutian a few times last night, and I'm not used to it." Han Qingyun walked to the front with a guilty conscience.

He didn't want to say, so Xing Luo didn't ask anymore, and turned back and pressed the tall banana leaf behind him, just blocking the sun on Han Qingyun's face.

Han Qingyun observed the surroundings, everyone's investigation was about to end, and according to the time, the magic cultivator from Throwing a Net would appear soon.

Just as he thought, he only heard Xiao Yunshui drink not far away, obviously he had discovered Moxiu.

The demon cultivator was extremely cunning, and when he saw that the situation was unfavorable, he turned into black smoke and dispersed with a bang, dozens of black shadows fled in all directions.

The disciples of the two sects immediately lined up and chased after the shadow respectively.

Han Qingyun watched the group of people scatter with satisfaction, and calmed down his facial expressions leisurely. The incident in Ningzhou City was coming to an end.

In the original book, the magic cultivator who came to poison is not high, but the avatar technique is quite difficult to deal with. There are so many black shadows, only one is the main body. The real man caught up and killed him.

Han Qingyun chased a clone, left Ningzhou City, and came to a dense forest on the outskirts of the city.

After the black smoke cleared, he met the hero Murong Haotian who was attacked by the wolf demon. After saving him, he was accepted as a closed disciple.

This little disciple finally swallowed the master's soul, completed the final upgrade, and saved all living beings.

Such a rebel, Han Qingyun didn't want to accept him at all, so he watched his disciples scatter and chase the demon cultivator, Bafeng stood still, as long as he didn't go to the dense forest, he wouldn't meet the male lead, so he didn't accept this little disciple, It will also be able to save your life smoothly and not be swallowed.

If it happens that the hero is still brought back by the disciples of Tianwen Sect, he doesn't have to accept the disciples himself, and whoever causes the troubles will be resolved.

Just as Han Qingyun's wishful thinking was playing around, there was a sudden rustling of grass and trees behind him, followed by a gust of wind.

"Master, be careful!" Xing Luo reacted very quickly, grabbed Han Qingyun's waist, led him back again and again, and at the same time sent a beam of flames to where the sound came from.

What sprang out of the plantain grove was a group of black shadows, dodging the flames at an extremely fast speed, circled around irregularly, and bullied it again.

what happened?Isn't there only one demon cultivator? What is this group?

Han Qingyun was not used to using spells yet, so he backed away reflexively. The black shadow was very cunning, approaching step by step, but he didn't make a fatal blow, as if he was teasing the two of them.

Han Qingyun hoped that the black shadow would attack simply. After all, although Xing Luo's cultivation was not good, the spell his father left him was extremely powerful, comparable to the top anti-injury armor.

However, Soi Ying refused to do what he wanted, and forced the two of them to the poolside, and did not use any tricks that would cause real harm.

The black shadow looked forward again, as if looking at the surface of the lake, and then split into two, hitting the two people's faces.

Han Qingyun subconsciously blocked his face, and leaned back, Xing Luo's hand moved a step faster, blocking in front of him.

Just at this moment, there was a splash on the water behind him, as if a sharp arrow shot out of the water, Xing Luo embraced Han Qingyun, and turned sideways to dodge.

What came out of the water was a black willow whip, as if alive, it got between Han Qingyun and Xing Luo, wrapped it around Xing Luo's waist, and then pulled it down fiercely.

Afraid of hurting Han Qingyun, Xing Luo immediately let go of his arms and was taken into the water.

Han Qingyun didn't appreciate it, and grabbed his wrist with his backhand, and was dragged down.

He could see clearly that this was Hua Ruoliu's weak willow whip.The demon girl must have discovered something, knowing that she was coaxed by Xing Luo, and came to snatch her again.

The long whip led the two of them down all the way, Han Qingyun resisted the glaring feeling of the running water, opened his eyes, saw Xing Luo was struggling, and while tearing the long whip, asked him to let go.

Han Qingyun shook his head, his ears were filled with the muffled sound of running water, and the pressure on his chest was getting bigger and bigger. He couldn't hold his breath anymore, and he spit out a string of bubbles.

Xing Luo said in a voice transmission: "Master, incorporate the air in the water into the sky."

I haven't learned this trick yet...

Han Qingyun choked on a few sips of water, the feeling of suffocation made his mind go blank, and he didn't even think about comprehending new moves.

The chest hurts more and more, and the vision is gradually blurred. Just when Han Qingyun thought that his life was about to die, a warm air flow poured into his mouth. At the same time, the sea of ​​​​Qi raised the heating to echo it, and the discomfort of lack of oxygen gradually dissipated. .

Han Qingyun gradually regained consciousness, opened his eyes, and only saw a pair of eyebrows close at hand. The eyebrows were sharp sword eyebrows, a little messy in the surging water, but they did not diminish their heroic spirit at all. The outline of the eyebrows was beautiful. In the long eye sockets, the black pupils flickered with the waves, as if hiding a bottomless sea.

So close……

So close that the tips of the noses slightly sideways touch each other, so close...

Lips and teeth intertwined.

"Master, absorb the air in the water." Xing Luo once again transmitted the sound into the secret, quickly and carefully explaining the method of aura movement.

Han Qingyun's head was a little hot, staring at Xing Luo's eyes, trying to run Zhou Tian.

With the guidance of Xing Lao, the skin around the body seemed to have opened pores, and strands of air flowed in, and flowed to the whole body along with the meridians.

The lips parted, and the warm spiritual flow left the body. Han Qingyun suddenly felt that the water in the pool was a bit cold.

The long whip wrapped around Xing Luo started to move, the tail of the whip was stretched, and he put out an attacking posture, stabbing at Han Qingyun.

Xing Lao pushed Han Qingyun away: "Master, be careful."

The long whip flew into the air, and bared its teeth and claws at Han Qingyun in the water.

Han Qingyun looked under the water, and saw Hua Ruoliu was raising his head, staring at him viciously with the look of a vixen.

He immediately became angry, it was clear that this witch was trying to abduct his apprentice brother again and again, relying on the fact that Xing Lao's cultivation level is low, she just did whatever she wanted, it was too deceitful!

The water flow suddenly converged towards Han Qingyun's palm, he put his two fingers together, pointed at Hua Ruoliu, and unleashed the only move he had mastered without any mercy.

The huge icicle hit the demon girl's waist like a water snake, Hua Ruoliu's eyes widened in disbelief, and before she even had time to fight back, she vomited blood, was pressed down and quickly sank, and disappeared from Han Qingyun's vision.

The weak willow whip then loosened and sank.

Xing Luo waved his sleeves to shake off the floating blood, hugged Han Qingyun and went upstream, but was dragged downward by the current - the icicle broke through the water channel, spinning out a huge vortex, and dragged the two of them down.

I don't know how deep the Anning Pond is. Han Qingyun and Xing Luo swam in the vortex for a long time, finally waiting for the water to calm down, and then patrolled the water surface to swim to the sky.

With a splash, the two surfaced out of the water, Han Qingyun took a deep breath of fresh air, looked around, and found that this place was not An Ning Pond.

They were in a deep pool, surrounded by dense forests without borders, and the forest leaves above their heads covered the sky, casting beams of divided light beams.

"What kind of place is this?" Han Qingyun suddenly had a bad feeling.

Xing Luo lifted Han Qingyun ashore, and then climbed ashore, gently groping Han Qingyun's wet hair with his palm, and slowly steamed it dry with spiritual energy: "It seems to be in the suburbs."

The apprentice brother is so considerate, Han Qingyun can't do it standing still, and he can't control his spells well, so he wipes the drops of water dripping from Xing Lao's forehead with his wide sleeve.

Xing Luo looked at Han Qingyun, his eyes fell on his lips, he was stunned for a moment, then he looked away, took Han Qingyun's hand and put it down, steaming his hair dry.

Han Qingyun also looked away in embarrassment, and the two of them went deep into the forest tacitly, looking for a way out.

This forest seemed to be stepped on by someone, the grass blades on the ground were thick, and there was no one to step on the trail, and after walking for a short distance, even the footprints of wild animals appeared.

"There are wolves nearby." Xing Lao became vigilant, "This footprint is bigger than ordinary wolves, and it is very likely that it has turned into a demon."

Han Qingyun was immediately more vigilant than him. The little wolf monster is not scary, even with Xing Luo's current cultivation, it is not a problem. It is just the dense forest and the wolf monster. Yun's scene.

"Why don't we Yujian go up to explore the way?" Han Qingyun didn't want to stay any longer.

Xing Luo didn't think so. He deliberately didn't mention the convenient way just now, and led Han Qingyun on foot, but he didn't want to go back so soon to reunite with other brothers and sisters.

He lowered his eyes in some disappointment, and took out the ghost knife: "What Master said is true."

As soon as Han Qingyun lifted his clothes and raised his legs, he saw two cold rays of light coming from behind a big tree in front of him. A giant gray wolf taller than him was staring at them with cold eyes, and then, From the left to the right, as if by magic, a smaller gray wolf stepped out on each side, and a three or four-year-old male doll was still dangling from the mouth on the right.

"Xing Luo, isn't that brat's aura strange?" Han Qingyun asked without hope.

After Xing Luo sensed it for a while, the boy's body was filled with auras of five attributes.

Ordinary people who have not been cultivated, if they have spiritual roots, the spiritual energy will overflow involuntarily. If it is strong enough to make people feel it clearly, the spiritual root level must be at least middle-grade.

A mortal's physique is limited, and it is difficult to accommodate multiple attributes. Usually, the higher the level of spiritual root, the more singular the attribute will be.

In the world of comprehension, most of the spiritual roots with three or more attributes are low-grade, occasionally low-grade; middle-grade and above are mostly single spiritual roots, and occasionally double spiritual roots; top-grade and extreme-grade are all single spiritual roots.

However, judging from the aura around the boy, it is at least above the middle level, and may even reach the top level.

"Five spiritual roots, the grade is not low." Xing Luo looked at Han Qingyun in surprise, "This kind of spiritual root can never exist among mortals, and only the top-level elixir of the secret realm can show this kind of spiritual root. "

bingo.This heaven-defying hero is a god grass demon.As for which secret realm it came from, there is no explanation in the original book.

All in all, it has its own protagonist aura.

Han Qingyun wanted to turn a blind eye, but couldn't help but look there.

I saw the sharp teeth of the gray wolf piercing the boy's flesh, and the blood flowed down like a gush. After only a short while, a small puddle was formed on the ground. Then I saw the boy's body pumping and twitching, with more air in and less out. It doesn't look like the protagonist's halo is added to his body at all, but it looks like he is about to die.

With a sullen face, Han Qingyun reluctantly raised her hand to Gray Wolf...