Beautiful Teacher Dressed as a Villain [Transmigration Book]

The three-headed wolf monster looked fierce, but it was unexpected that they were helping to bully the weak and fear the strong. Seeing the profound spiritual power Han Qingyun had accumulated, he immediately turned around and ran away.

Before Han Qingyun could speak, Xing Luo drove Guitou Dao to catch up.

The rusted blade was engulfed in flames, and it circled several times in mid-air before wiping the gray wolf's neck with the boy in its mouth.

The wolf's footsteps stopped, and he wanted to snatch the child back, but when he saw Han Qingyun approaching, he didn't dare to stay, and ran away in a hurry.

Xing Lao inspected the boy's injuries, they were all superficial wounds, he took out the wound medicine, and before he opened the cover, he saw that the wounds had begun to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Han Qingjun squatted down reluctantly, and asked through the motions: "What's your name?"

"Murong Haotian." With tears in his eyes, the milk baby blinked at Han Qingyun and then at Xing Luo, "I want to go home."

It really is the male protagonist...

His home was not mentioned in the original book, and it is natural to be able to send this guy home once and for all. Han Qingyun asked, "Where does your family live?"

Murong Haotian looked left and right, and pointed in one direction: "There."

Han Qingyun doesn't hate children, let alone such a baby like a glutinous rice ball. Unfortunately, thinking of his later behavior in the book, he stretched out his hand to hug, but then retracted.

"Master, I'll come." Xing Luo picked up the child.

Murong Haotian opened his chubby hand very familiarly, and put it on Xing Lao's neck.

The hero and the big villain BOSS live in harmony. Seeing this scene, the author of the original author probably wants to abandon the pit and throw the keyboard.

However, Han Qingyun was very relieved, feeling that his lifeline had become a little thicker.

Following Murong Haotian's guidance, the three of them stopped in front of a giant tree a hundred steps away.

I don't know what kind of tree this tree is, but the leaves are completely different from the surrounding trees, and there is a faint aura wafting from the tree.

Murong Haotian pointed to a crack in the center of the tree trunk near the ground, the width of a little finger and the length of a palm: "Here."

"Here?" Han Qingyun looked at the crack suspiciously, the gap was shining with white light, and a faint spiritual energy overflowed from it, splashing on his face, feeling refreshed and happy.

Xing Luo squatted beside Han Qingyun, also looking into the gap, their faces were very close: "It seems to be the entrance of a secret realm, this breath is extremely pure, not like an ordinary secret realm."

The secret realm is rich in aura, rich in spiritual herbs and stones, and most of them are guarded by vicious monsters, so they are full of hostility. This kind of secret realm that sounds like a treasure house has never appeared in the original book.

"But according to the records, there shouldn't be a secret realm in this area." As Xing Luo said, he felt his arms lighten—Murong Haotian disappeared.

Han Qingyun pointed to the gap, and saw a plant that was the size of an adult's hand, no different from ginseng, lying in front of the gap, with human legs as thin as bamboo sticks hanging under the ginseng, and a pair of thinner hands, propped on the edge of the gap , pulling desperately to the sides.

Seeing this, Han Qingyun also stretched out his fingers to help pick. Naturally, Xing Luo would not be absent. The two of them struggled together for a long time, and the gap remained unchanged.

Murong Hao sat down on the ground in despair, the two leaves on the top of his head drooped, sobbed a few times, and burst into tears: "Wow! Haotian can't get in!"

Han Qingyun gestured for the size, it would take at least a dozen slits to let this fat ginseng in...

How the hell did this guy get out?

Both Han Qingyun and Xing Luo didn't know how to deal with the current situation, they stared wide-eyed.

Not long after Murong Haotian cried, he realized the reality, hiccupped, changed into a human form, hugged Xing Luo's leg, looked up at him with fluttering eyes, and only missed a sign above his head asking for adoption.

"Master, this..." Xing Luo looked at Han Qingyun helplessly, as if he really wanted to take the child away.

Murong Haotian winked, seeing that Han Qingyun had the final say between the two, he immediately turned around and hugged Han Qingyun's leg instead.

Of course, Han Qingyun would not throw such a young child in such a dangerous place. No matter how good the healing ability is, it will not cause pain or death, but it is necessary to set the rules first.

Han Qingyun poked Murong Haotian's fat face: "Call me Dad."

"Father?" Murong Haotian tilted his head.Xing Luo also looked puzzled.

Han Qingyun changed her words: "Call me Dad."

"Woo..." Murong Haotian twisted his body, "You are not my father..."

"I won't take you away unless I call you father." Han Qingyun stared, "Let those wolf demons eat you up and wipe you clean, leaving no bones left."

Seeing his pretending to be aggressive, Xing Luo hid his almost uncontrollable smile.

Murong Haotian twisted into a sea cucumber and didn't speak for a long time. Han Qingyun made a gesture to walk away, so he reluctantly called: "Father..."

Xing Luo understood Murong Haotian in his arms, and Han Qingyun pointed to the baby's nose and said, "From now on, I am your father. You have to obey me from now on, and you are absolutely not allowed to disobey me, or I will bring you back to feed the wolf demon." .”

Murong Haotian nodded crying and hugged Xing Luo tightly.

Probably after being chased by the wolf demon for a long time, Murong Haotian fell asleep as soon as Xing Luo and Han Qingyun stepped on the ghost knife.

Xing Luo held the child in one hand, and protected Han Qingyun with the other hand, and let him support him, turning back with his sword: "Master, you plan to take him back to the sect?"

It was normal for Han Qingyun to bring his children back to the sect. The three direct disciples under his seat were all picked up during his travels, and when they were brought into Tianwenzong, they were all no more than chubby.

However, he still doesn't plan to take this godson in person, but how to arrange it is indeed a problem.

If it's an ordinary person, it's fine, and it's fine to find a kind and rich family to adopt, but Murong Haotian is a monster who has cultivated a human form, so he can't be placed among ordinary people.

"Let me think again." Han Qingyun sighed with a headache.

Back at Dandingzong, all the disciples had returned, and it was the same as in the original book, Master Huiming had removed Moxiu.

Murong Haotian had the potential to go crazy, and he woke up as soon as there were too many people, and was pressed by Han Qingyun's side, biting his fat finger and looking around.

The disciples were not very surprised by the extra dolls, after all, they had heard about how the three senior brothers got started.

Xiao Yunshui reported today's events in detail, Han Qingyun kept a straight face, after listening to this episode that he had read a long time ago, he was still thinking about how to arrange Murong Haotian.

After Xiao Yunshui finished his report, all the disciples withdrew, but Han Qingyun hadn't figured out a countermeasure yet.

"Master." Xiao Yunshui waited for Han Qingyun's instructions. He was the one who brought the third junior brother when he first came. He took it for granted that the master would also entrust him with the task this time.

Han Qingyun realized: "This son is not a disciple of my sect."

Xiao Yunshui was slightly surprised, and then figured it out: "Master has considered it thoroughly, and people with special spiritual roots are indeed more suitable for studying alchemy."

Han Qingyun immediately opened his eyes. Among all the cultivation routes, alchemy has the lowest requirements for the cultivator's spiritual root. Basically, no matter how he practices, he will not go crazy. Naturally, it is more suitable for this wonderful five spiritual roots: "Please Hui Master Ming, come here."

After a while, Huiming entered the palace.

Originally, Han Qingjun was supposed to visit the host in person, but as the No.1 spiritual cultivator, he declared that everyone respected him a little bit, and if he visited in person, his original personality would be destroyed.

Xiao Yunshui explained the purpose of his visit, and Elder Huiming brought a magic weapon to detect the spiritual root. When he saw Murong Haotian, his eyes lit up, and he knew that the spiritual root was not low.

"I don't know if the Dan Dingzong accepts disciples, but there is a request." Han Qingyun pushed Murong Haotian and asked him to put his hand on the magic weapon.

"If Master Hanfeng recommends it, he must be extremely talented." Seeing the dazzling five-color light shining on the magic weapon, Huiming said excitedly, "The top-grade five spirit roots! This... this is simply a genius!"

Sitting in the suzerain's seat, Hui Ming was obviously not an ordinary person, and quickly calmed down: "Master Han, I have to ask something, is this child a human or a demon?"

Since he wanted to worship Dandingzong, Han Qingyun couldn't hide it: "It's a god grass demon that ran out of the illusion. The entrance to the illusion was closed, and this child couldn't go back, so I picked it up."

"As long as it's not a ferocious beast turning into a demon." After Huiming finished speaking, he realized that he had slipped his words, and immediately fell silent.

Han Qingyun was really not happy when he heard this.His eldest disciple, Xing Luo, is the descendant of Qiongqi, an ancient ferocious beast, but this is a secret in the cultivation world. Only a few elder monks of his generation and the envoys of the Devil's Cult know about it. have no idea.

It has only been a few decades since Huiming founded the Danding School, so he shouldn't know what happened more than a hundred years ago, so how could he react like this.

"Come here, kid, what's your name? Are you a teacher? I scared you by saying this just now." Huiming continued.

It turned out that because he was afraid of scaring the child, Han Qingyun pushed Murong Haotian who was holding onto the hem of his clothes, "Be obedient and go with Master Huiming."

Murong Haotian shook his head, Han Qingyun lowered his face: "What did I say in the forest, have you forgotten?"

Murong Haotian slumped his shoulders, let go of Xiaopang's hand, and being led by Huiming, he turned his head three times a step.

Han Qingyun glared again before he stopped looking back and left the guest hall with his head drooping.

"Master." Xing Luo said suddenly, "You really don't accept him?"

"What? Didn't you hold him for a long time and treat him as your son? You should have let him call your father just now." Han Qingyun joked, turning her head to see Xing Lao's sad expression, the smile on her face froze immediately.

Xing Lao said solemnly: "He is still too young."

Han Qingyun knew that he was thinking of the bitter days when he was a child and was thrown in Tianwenzong with no one to take care of him.

"We'll go and see him in a few days." Han Qingyun patted the back of Xing Luo's hand, "If he's not doing well, let's think about it later."

"Master." Xing Luo held Han Qingyun with his backhand, his eyes flickered slightly, "If you were the one who brought me back to Mingzhao Peak, that would be great."

Xing Luo gripped him hard, and Han Qingyun held him back: "Isn't it good now?"

"Okay. It's just..." Xing Lao held on to Han Qingyun's hand, as if holding an extremely important object in his life, slowly raised it up, and when his lips were about to touch his fingertips, he said softly, "I want to meet you sooner. you."