Beautiful Teacher Dressed as a Villain [Transmigration Book]

Xing Luo is Han Qingjun's first apprentice, and also the final boss in the original book. He has the only top-quality single spiritual root in the book, and his later cultivation is extremely powerful. Except for Han Qingyun, who is also a top-quality single spiritual root, no one can do it. against it.

Before the Pingyu Town Corpse Puppet incident, he had the most qualified spiritual root, but by chance, most of his meridians were sealed. With all his strength, his cultivation could only reach the middle and lower levels of inner disciples, but he still focused on In practice, he doesn't make troubles, and he doesn't talk too much. Although he feels resentment because of the master's indifference, he doesn't have any malice.

It was during this puppet extermination that he chased a suspicious demon cultivator alone, and this demon cultivator deliberately lured him away to tell him the secret sealed by the meridians, and it was the revelation of this secret that Let Xing Lao's resentment towards Master escalate into hatred, step by step onto an irreversible evil path.

The first step to save your life: Never let the BOSS become black!

According to the timeline in the original book, Xing Lao has not yet caught up with Moxiu. As long as he can stop him in time, the subsequent crisis will be much reduced, and Han Qingyun will most likely not have to die.

There are more than [-] villagers hiding in the Baize Temple, and half of them were scratched by corpse puppets and poisoned by corpses. Fortunately, the poison is not life-threatening, it will only make people faint. It will also get better on its own.

Most of the bottles and cans in the storage bag were labeled with names thoughtfully. While thinking about the plot in the original novel, Han Qingyun distributed detoxification pills to the common people who were poisoned by corpses.

The plot where he is currently, the timeline is before the protagonist's appearance, but the actual position in the original work is very late, interspersed after Han Qingyun was abolished.The reason why he was abolished was that his meridians were completely blocked, and he was unable to use any of his supreme cultivation, and the reason why he was abolished was precisely because he was disguised as a casual cultivator when he was in Pingyu Town to restore the corpse puppet. The right envoy made a plot, and unconsciously got hit by the hopeless pincer from the secret place of the Southland in the back of his head.

When the needle is inserted into the body, there is no feeling, only a slightly raised black mole will be left at the insertion site, and the body will not respond in a short time.The needles will disintegrate with the circulation of the spiritual energy, and will wander into the meridians, and then cover the meridians, grow stronger under the nourishment of the spiritual energy, and eventually completely block the meridians.

The needle is inserted into the back of the head, just thinking about it makes my brain hurt.

Han Qingyun touched the back of his head carefully, but luckily there was no suspicious bulge. Then he looked at the people in the temple, and found that most of them were wearing burlap clothes for farming, except for a sudden pink veil at the corner of the wall.

The woman in pink was leaning in the corner, her face was pale, her lips were bloodless, and when she saw Han Qingyun looking over, she coughed weakly twice: "Friend Daoist, my cultivation is not good, and my leg was injured by a corpse puppet. Difficult to move, can you please help me..."

You stabbed me with a needle in the past!

Han Qingyun faced the woman, stared at her clenched hands, and threw a bottle of trauma medicine: "If you want to kiss a man or a woman, you should do it yourself."

This demon cultivator is Hua Ruoliu, the right envoy of the Demon Cult. Since the death of the Demon Lord, she and the left envoy have become the strongest among the demon cultivators.Han Qingyun can't use spells now, only the few remaining emergency orbs, and there is no chance of winning if he starts to use his hands.

But if she shows timidity and she sees the clues, it is also a defeat.

Hua Ruoliu majored in the Dao of Desire, and no one in the cultivation world could surpass her in gathering sun. At this moment, her eyes were full of water, and she looked at Han Qingyun miserably.

Anyone who meets this kind of gaze will find it hard not to be caught, but knowing that there are pincers hidden in her hand ready to go, Han Qingyun can only give her an evaluation of a femme fatale.

Han Qingyun's face turned cold: "The right envoy of the demon sect is so cowardly, he only dares to use such insidious means to play tricks." He spread his palms and showed Hua Ruoliu the location of the pincers, indicating that he had already seen through her tricks. trick.

Hua Ruoliu's disguise technique is superb, and she has no intersection with Han Qingyun before, she couldn't figure out how the other party recognized her, and immediately lost her confidence. In terms of strength alone, she is definitely not Han Qingyun Jun's opponent.

The slender hand that was holding on to the wall moved back a little—she was looking for a way out.

well.

With the idea of ​​taking advantage of the victory and chasing after him, Han Qingyun took a step forward and shouted sharply: "If you dare to put a corpse puppet at the foot of my Tianwen Zong Mountain, you will treat me as a vegetarian..."

Her voice became softer, and a sense of powerlessness suddenly rose from her vest. Han Qingyun's eyelids sank involuntarily, and then she opened her eyes again, looking at Hua Ruoliu again. After only a moment of weakness, her arrogance returned.

"Your Majesty." She stood up gracefully, and with a wave of her hand, the pink shirt on her body turned into a bright purple, the blood red lips all returned, her delicate features turned into a standard gorgeous demon girl, and the pincers on her fingertips were blatantly displayed, shining brightly. With a cold light, "Spiritual Cultivation No. 1? It seems that you are not famous. The detoxification pills have been given to the common people. No matter how high your cultivation level is, it will take half an hour to dissolve this corpse poison. Guess, this half an hour, Can I give you this pincer?"

Why isn't my apprentice brother coming...

Han Qingyun wiped his back with his hand back, only to find that there was blood, which should have been scratched by the corpse puppet behind the window just now. The whole journey was highly tense, and he didn't feel any pain. Until now, the pain and numbness The feeling of pain spread from the wound, and as he breathed, the sense of powerlessness gradually spread to his whole body.

If he can't retreat, he will be even more vulnerable. The point is that he can't retreat even if he wants to.

Han Qingyun's legs, barely standing still, began to tremble slightly due to weakness under the hem of his clothes.He had no doubt that as long as he moved his footsteps, he would completely lose his strength and fall to the ground.

Hua Ruoliu smiled sweetly, walked briskly towards Han Qingjun, waving her sleeves lightly as she walked, scattering a large amount of corpse poison, sending the villagers who were awake all to see Duke Zhou.

Han Qingjun couldn't even use the strength to raise his hand to cover his mouth and nose, so he could only hold his breath, and his vision began to blur.

This villain is so unprofessional that he doesn't say a few words of nonsense.

Han Qingjun wanted to speak to delay the time, but unfortunately he was unable to do so. His heavy eyelids were covered, and he was struggling to hold them up again.

Bang!

There was a knocking sound of the door being broken behind him, and the cold light of the pincers in front of his eyes suddenly flashed a dazzling red.

Han Qingyun moved his gaze to the side, and saw a ghost-head knife wrapped in flames passing by his side, slashing straight at Hua Ruoliu. At the same time, when he could no longer support himself and fell backwards, a A broad palm precisely avoided the wound, grabbed his back, and supported him to stand firmly.

Help is here!

Even though Xiao Yunshui is no match for Hua Ruoliu, he still has a dozen or so inner disciples with him, which is more than enough for Hua Ruoliu's calculation of half a quarter of an hour to detoxify. If she thinks she has no chance of winning, she will definitely run away.

Sure enough, Hua Ruoliu took a few steps back quickly, moved away from the blade, deployed the protective barrier, and did not fight back against the ghost knife.

Han Qingyun's tense nerves relaxed, and his legs became a little softer, and he leaned all his weight on the arms behind his back: "Did you find your senior brother?"

Wait...was it the flaming Ghost Head Knife just now?

Xiao Yunshui, like Han Qingyun, is a water spirit root, and his magic weapon is a long sword.The disciples under Han Qingyun's seat majored in the way of weapons, and they all used swords, except for one person who was different, and that was the eldest disciple Xing Lao.He failed to pick a suitable flying sword in the arsenal, and finally picked up a rusty ghost-head knife that was sitting in the corner and was disgusted by countless disciples.

Han Qingyun tilted his head to look at Moxiu with a knife in one hand and supported him with the other, his chest almost became his back.

Under the sharp and thick black sword eyebrows, a pair of eyes are as deep as lacquer, as if there are many emotions that are difficult to vent, and Han Qingyun knows that it is resentment towards the master's indifference, unwillingness to cultivate hard to improve, and lack of success in one's life experience. Knowingly depressed, there are still some obvious doubts at the moment.

"Master, I am Xing Lao."