Beautiful Teacher Dressed as a Villain [Transmigration Book]

"What! He is so bold!" Fang Xiaolan shouted in shock.

The elders who were finally persuaded showed suspicion again at this time: "Master Hanfeng, how should you explain this matter?"

Xing Luo took the identity of Qiongqi's son, hurt his fellow sect, and left Tianwenzong at this juncture. No matter how he explained it, it would be difficult to appease the anger of the crowd.

"How is the disciple's injury?" Han Qingyun pinned his hope on Xing Lao's sanity.

The disciple at the other end replied: "The injury is not serious, only one wrist was broken. He rushed down the mountain in a hurry, was stopped, and left without saying a word to the disciples guarding the mountain."

Han Qingyun breathed a sigh of relief: "This time it is the deity's fault. I was slightly injured in the field just now. Junior sister Qi said that there is a shortage of medicine in the mountain and I need to buy it from the mountain. I think Xing Luo cares about me, the master, and is in a hurry to go. I bought medicine."

Seeing this, Qi Xia took advantage of the situation and said: "That's true. I branded the prescription for Xing. I didn't expect him to be so anxious that he couldn't even wait for the half-hour of our discussion."

"Junior Sister Qi, why are you..." Zhong Baichuan said helplessly, "You know that Xing Luo should not go out of the mountain alone, how could you let him buy medicine?"

"The mountain is in such a mess today, I won't be able to find anyone idle for a while. Why don't I just buy some medicine, suzerain, don't worry, at worst, senior brother Han will find him back immediately." Qi Xia gave Han Qingyun a wink.

"I'll go and bring him back now." Han Qingyun said immediately.

"Master Hanfeng, it's not that we don't believe you." A white-haired elder said earnestly, "Xing Luo's status is special. If something goes wrong, even if you are the No. 1 spiritual practitioner, you can't quell the chaos. You are so persistent If we don’t control it strictly, it’s hard for us to rest assured!”

No matter how worried, Han Qingyun can only let Han Qingyun take care of it. After all, none of them can move Xingluo's protective spell.

Han Qingjun was convinced that these people would not be unfavorable to Xing Luo for the time being, and finally promised: "I will take care of Xing Luo's matter to the end, and will never let the tragedy happen again. Please don't intervene without authorization, so as not to cause unnecessary turmoil."

After the discussion was over, the elders dispersed, Zhong Baichuan called Han Qingyun to stop.

"Sect Master, what's the matter?" Han Qingyun asked absently.

He was thinking that Xing Luo must be going to the secret realm of the Southland. According to the speed of his sword, he can reach the sea of ​​life and death in the middle of the night, and he must catch up with him before then.

Zhong Baichuan saw that he was not thinking about it, and sighed deeply: "Are you against Xing Lao..."

He hesitated to speak, hesitated again and again, but still couldn't ask: "That's all. Qingyun, you have to know what you are doing and what you should do."

Han Qingyun is naturally very clear that the ultimate goal of what he does is the same as everyone else's, which is to make the whole mortal world stable.It's just that most cultivators believe that Xing Luo is the source of instability, but Han Qingyun is not. He wants to save Xing Luo and prove to everyone that he is not evil.

He is also very clear that doing this is very risky, if he fails, he will be an enemy of the entire cultivation world, which is the opposite of his purpose of survival when he first came, but he can't abandon Xing Luo.

When Xing Luo violated the rules of the sect for him, and rushed out of the mountain gate to find the needles; when Xing Luo said he would not exceed the rules, but tested his bottom line again and again; When Xing Luo gave him a warm and stable hug; even when Xing Luo promised him as early as in Pingyu Town, no matter whether he is a master or not, whether he has seized his house or not, he will swear to protect him to the death...

Han Qingyun couldn't remember when he changed his mind and unknowingly put Xing Luo's safety above his own, and what he didn't regret was that Xing Luo did the same.

When they arrived at the mountain gate, Zuo Jueming was the one guarding the gate. To be precise, he sent away the guarding disciples and waited here.

Zuo Jueming stopped Han Qingyun: "Master, what are you going to do with Xing Luo?"

"Why should I deal with him?" Han Qingyun was puzzled.The night wind drifted by, and under the reflection of the moonlight, Lin Ye cast shadows across Zuo Jueming's face. His facial features were flickering, looking a little ferocious, which made Han Qingyun uneasy.

Zuo Jueming said: "He is the son of Qiongqi, you should kill him. The whole cultivation world should kill him."

Zuo Jueming shouldn't know Xing Luo's identity, who told him?

Han Qingyun's mind is full of Xing Lao at the moment, his thoughts are very messy, and he has no time to think about the answer carefully.

He raised his hand and wanted to pat Zuo Jueming on the shoulder to comfort him, but he was dodged, and he could only say, "As a teacher, I won't persuade you to let go, forgive, and forget, it's too pale. It's just Jueming, you To be clear, the murderer of your parents was the beast Qiongqi, and he has also been killed. This matter has nothing to do with Xing Luo. I can understand that you have a grudge against him, but you cannot treat him as a sinner because of this. Even revenge on him."

"His father's life, is it worth the lives of more than a hundred powerful people? The beast is already dead, and this crime should be redeemed by Xing Lao!" Zuo Jueming said angrily.

Han Qingyun sighed weakly, he understood Zuo Jueming's difficulty, and even fully empathized with him, but what did Xing Lao do wrong?

"Master." Zuo Jueming gave Han Qingyun a hard look, as if he had thrown away the decades of master-student relationship, and said word by word, "You really let me down!"

Zuo Jueming didn't stop him anymore, Han Qingjun Yujian left Tianwenzong, and as soon as he reached the foot of the mountain, dark clouds gathered in the sky, overwhelming the moonlight, covering the not-so-bright road ahead in darkness.

The rain fell into the ground, the spring rain hit the face, and when the wind blew, the chill rolled in mercilessly.

Han Qingyun wiped her face and finally regained consciousness.With the speed of his Yujian, it is impossible to catch up with Xing Luo, and now he can only use other methods to make him turn back on his own initiative.

Urging the flying sword to stop on a tree canopy, Han Qingyun prepared everything and pressed the disciple's jade card.

"Master?" Xing Luo's voice came quickly, and it sounded dull, as if he was angry with someone.

Han Qingyun could hear the whistling wind, other than that, there was no other background sound, so he couldn't tell where Xing Luo was.

"Where are you?" Han Qingyun asked.

"Master, don't worry, I will definitely bring back the spirit magnet."

Sure enough, as Han Qingyun guessed, Xing Luo didn't answer.

He could only resort to the method he had just thought of, jumping up, standing on the canopy of the tree, holding the long sword, pointing at the densest part of the canopy, turning his wrist, the blade of the sword pierced into the lush branches and leaves, making a clattering sound.

The news also reached the other side of the jade card, and Xing Luo immediately asked: "Master? What's wrong?"

Han Qingyun swept the branches and leaves with his sword, flew to the ground, and when he landed, he stomped heavily and made a "dong" sound, and then, he sat down on the wet ground as if cheating, and screamed: "Oh! "

"Master!" Xing Luo called anxiously, "What's wrong with you?"

"It's okay..." Han Qingyun pretended to be weak and said, "It's just that I didn't stabilize the flying sword just now and fell down. Hiss... Ah!" He cried out in pain: "It seems that I broke my leg as a teacher."

"Don't move around, I'll come to you right away!"

On the other side of Xing Luo, the wind suddenly became louder. Han Qingyun knew that he had turned back, and with a successful smile, he broke two branches, tied them to his legs indiscriminately, and leaned against the trunk to wait for "rescue".

The rain gradually stopped, the sound of the breeze in the ear, the sound of the wind coming from the disciple's jade tablet, and Xing Luo's call to confirm Han Qingyun's safety from time to time, all intertwined together, making Han Qingyun feel so comfortable that he wanted to take a nap, as if in front of his eyes. All the crises are eliminated in this gloomy night.

As long as you can suppress Xing Lao's hostility and leave everything behind, it would be good for the two of them to stay away from the cultivation world.

Han Qingyun was thinking about where to live in seclusion, Xing Luo fell from the sky like a gust of wind, he strode to Han Qingyun's side, and the warm air lingered around him.

Han Qingyun looked at "Broken Leg" aggrievedly: "It hurts..."

Xing Luo wanted to check, Han Qingyun was afraid that he would find out that he was faking, so he hurriedly said: "It's too cold, let's find a place to stay first. I can't leave as a teacher, or you will carry..."

Before the words were finished, Xing Luo lifted Han Qingjun up in his arms, stepped on the Yingxin knife, and flew towards the nearest town.

It was late at night, and the two finally found an inn, and there was only one small guest room with one couch left.

Xing Luo carried Han Qingyun to the couch, combed Han Qingyun's ink-like hair, and carefully steamed the remaining rainwater for him.

Han Qingjun narrowed his eyes slightly enjoying himself: "Ah Luo, you see that my teacher is injured now and cannot leave. She needs someone to take care of her."

After Xing Lao steamed his hair, he went to remove the branches that fixed his legs.

Han Qingjun stretched out his hand to block it, but Xing Luo said: "Master, I know you're fine, take it off, it's uncomfortable to be tied up."

"How do you know..." Han Qingyun asked softly, looking at Xing Luo's hand tearing down the branches.

Xing Luo threw the branch casually: "Master, why don't you let me go to the secret realm? I must get the spirit magnet as soon as possible, otherwise, I don't worry about you."

Knowing that Xing Luo couldn't be stopped, Han Qingyun could only touch his head and see that the hostility in his eyes had eased, and then said: "A Luo, you are unstable now, we will rest for a few days and wait for you Once you've calmed down, let's go together again."

In Xing Luo's current state, if he encounters anything else, the hostility may not be able to be suppressed. It must be confirmed that he is completely back to normal before Han Qingyun dares to leave. He added: "We have at least one month, I am Ling Repairing No.1, with you by my side, a mere secret realm is nothing to worry about."

Han Qingyun's comfort was very effective, Xing Luo gradually lost his agitation, and the meekness in his eyes also recovered.

In the early morning three days later, Han Qingyun was asleep, and dreamed that Xing Luo beside him had turned into a big dog, circling around him, and would bark at outsiders whenever anyone approached.At this time, Han Qingyun touched Xing Luo's head, and he became extremely docile.

The big dog Xing Luo shook his head and enjoyed the stroking, suddenly raised his neck, and threw himself on Han Qingyun, and then...

Han Qingyun woke up with a start.

The candles were on in the room, and Xing Luo was still asleep, sitting on the edge of the collapse and flipping through the medical book. Han Qingyun knew that he couldn't hold back anymore, and if he didn't go to the secret place, it might backfire.

"A Luo, let's set off tomorrow." Han Qingyun said.

"En." Xing Luo closed the medical book and lay down beside Han Qingyun naturally.

"Wait..." Han Qingyun wrapped herself tightly with a quilt, and walked past Xing Luo at a loss, "It's a bit hot here, I'm sweating because of my teacher, I need to take a bath, don't come here!"