Beautiful Teacher Dressed as a Villain [Transmigration Book]

The ground roared, the ground shook, and the spirit stones at the top of the ice cave seemed to be boiling, rolling in the tremors, and small pieces of spirit stones continued to fall into the cracks, smashing the ice surface.

"Master, the entrance of the cave is about to be sealed!" Xiao Yunshui shouted, holding his long sword against the entrance of the cave above.

"A Luo, let's go." Han Qingyun recalled Huai Bing, the snake turtle died, and the ice shell all over his body disintegrated. He drove his two swords, quickly cut off the top of the shell, and opened the way.

Xing Luo stepped onto Yingxin with Han Qingyun in his arms, and left the ice cave smoothly.

Xiao Yunshui took the Crane Sword, and a large piece of spirit stone rolled over, completely sealing the entrance of the ice cave.

The whole mountain was shaking, and most of the entrance to Lingshi Cave was blocked by falling rocks. The four quickly escaped from the cave and returned to the bottom of the abyss.

The frost cast by Han Qingyun had dissipated, and the hopeless bees were frightened and ran around, hiding in their nests, and had no time to attack the invading crowd.

The distant zenith is shimmering, which means that the thunder disaster has taken shape.From the bottom of the abyss, where even the sky cannot be seen, you can see the light of thunder, which shows how fierce the thunder disaster is.

The Abyss of Unpredictability is currently extremely unstable, with rocks falling from time to time, it is not suitable for crossing the catastrophe, but if you go out of the abyss at this moment, you will definitely collide with the thunder catastrophe in midair.

"Come here!" Han Qingyun made a decision, chose a relatively empty place, and sat down cross-legged with Xing Lao.

The light on the zenith is getting brighter and brighter, showing a faint blue color, and it is still growing.

Han Qingyun quickly took out the bundle of ten thousand-year-old black iron, and according to the formation method that he had practiced countless times in his mind, he erected eight black irons in all directions around Xing Lao's body, forming a protective formation without a roof.

After doing all this, he realized that the abyss was narrow, and the mountain cave was sealed, and there was nowhere for the survivors to hide.

Han Qingyun immediately walked into the formation and knelt down, beckoning to Xiao Yunshui and Murong Haotian: "Come here quickly!"

Xiao Yunshui led Murong Haotian to run.The first thunder tribulation had already reached the sky, seeing that they had no time to enter the formation, Han Qingyun rushed forward, dragged Xiao Yunshui into the formation, and the three of them fell into the formation, making a mess.

The thunder calamity fell with a bang, and the cold blue lightning fell on the tip of the black iron, flowing along the vertically inserted black iron, flowing into the ground, and spreading a spider web of lightning outside the formation.

In the formation, Xing Lao was sitting cross-legged, Han Qingyun fell on top of him, Xiao Yunshui half leaned against Han Qingyun's side, Murong Haotian threw himself directly into Han Qingyun's arms.

Xing Luo embraced Han Qingyun in disgust, pushed Xiao Yunshui away, raised his leg and kicked Murong Haotian.

"Concentrate on running Zhou Tian." Han Qingyun broke out of Xing Luo's arms and sat beside him.

The Xuantie guard array was made too small, and it was difficult to accommodate three people. When Han Qingyun moved, Xiao Yunshui was squeezed out. Murong Haotian shrank into a ball due to his small body, and his elbows were still exposed outside the array.

Seeing that the second thunder was about to strike again, Han Qingyun picked up Murong Haotian and threw it into Xiao Yunshui's arms: "Come in quickly."

Xiao Yunshui hugged Murong Haotian tightly, staggered into the formation, barely squeezed between Han Qingyun and Xing Luo.

The second thunder fell, and Xiao Yunshui's clothes, which were exposed outside the formation, were burnt into black charcoal.

Xiao Yunshui's shoulders were leaning against Han Qingyun's, Xing Luo slightly curled his mouth, and raised his hand to push him again.

"Eldest brother, please do me a favor!" Murong Haotian yelled, tugging at Han Qingyun's sleeve and said, "Father, sit on top of elder brother!"

It was barely enough to be squeezed like this just now, and sitting on the person who crossed the catastrophe, this is too...

Before Han Qingyun had time to refuse, Xing Lao's hot bracelet was placed on his waist.

Xing Luo put his arms around the man, and let Han Qingyun do it on his lap: "Master, don't move around, the thunder catastrophe is dangerous."

Xiao Yunshui and Murong Haotian finally stabilized their figures in the formation. Murong Haotian pushed Han Qingyun to make him stick close to Xing Luo: "Brother, I gave it to you, don't kick us!"

Xing Luo finally calmed down, and closed his eyes to run Zhou Tian.

Han Qingyun suspected that Zhou Tian had gone astray, and too much spiritual power had gathered under the sea of ​​qi, and even leaned on his side.

The third thunder fell, and the color gradually darkened, turning into azure blue.

Han Qingjun didn't dare to move, firstly because the thunder calamity was too terrifying, and more importantly because he was afraid of stimulating Xing Lao.

"Master." Xing Luo suddenly opened his eyes and leaned into Han Qingyun's ear and said, "Your face is very red."

Xiao Yunshui turned his back to them, Murong Haotian put his head on Xiao Yunshui's shoulder, opened his big copper bell-like eyes, and looked at the two with relish.

Xing Luo raised his hand, intending to put it on Murong Haotian's face, but Murong Haotian retracted his neck knowingly, and hid his head behind Xiao Yunshui's shoulder.

A fourth thunder fell, a darker indigo.

"Master, have you recovered from your injury?" Xing Luo bit Han Qingyun's ear and whispered bewitchingly.

"Injury..." Han Qingyun's ears were hot, and his thinking was a little slow. It took a long time to remember that when he was in the Demon Cult, Xing Luo once said that because of his injury, let him go for the time being.

Does this let off mean...

What time is this!what occasion!There are two disciples in front of him!This is no longer exceeding the norm, it simply crushes the norm into pieces!

Han Qingyun raised his arm in front of Xing Lao, and hurriedly said, "I'm hurt!"

The fifth thunder fell, the color was darker, but the blue light couldn't cover Han Qingyun's face that was burning red.

Xing Luo stared at the wound, the hostility in his eyes overflowed.

"It's okay, it's a small injury." Han Qingyun pulled his wide sleeves to cover the injury.

Under Xing Lao's sea of ​​energy, he is flourishing again...

It's not hurting, it's not hurting, Han Qingyun is going crazy, after struggling for a while, he suddenly put his arms around Xing Lao's neck.

The sixth thunder fell, and the blue thunder light swam across the black iron pillar, reflecting Han Qingyun's face in a seductive crimson purple.

Han Qingyun closed her eyes, pressed a kiss on Xing Luo's lips, and left immediately, saying in a low voice, "Okay, stop making trouble."

Unsatisfied, Xing Luo pressed the back of Han Qingyun's head and let their lips touch again.

The kiss was long and deep, until the seventh and last thunderbolt fell, Xing Luo reluctantly let go of Han Qingyun.

The blue light of the last thunder was almost black.The darker the thunder light, the stronger it is. This kind of black thunder usually only appears when the murder is extremely serious, or when the Mahayana realm is over the tribulation.

Han Qingyun looked at the spider web lightning spreading on the ground, and the heat on his body gradually cooled.Xing Luo's body was surrounded by hostility, which led to such a severe thunder calamity. This is the golden core state, and this is the end. What about when it comes out of the body and Mahayana?

Xing Luo's hostility must be removed, Han Qingyun thought.

"Master." Xiao Yunshui turned his head slowly, his body trembling a little, "Is the thunder calamity in the Golden Core stage so dangerous?" He is already at the end of the Golden Core stage, and will experience this calamity in the future. He happened to go down the mountain to practice, and he didn't see it. This time he saw the thunder calamity for the first time, but he didn't expect it to be so terrifying.

As soon as he finished speaking, as if echoing his words, the afterglow of the eight black iron pillars dissipated and shattered into powder.

Han Qingjun knew that he was frightened, so he patted Xiao Yunshui on the shoulder: "Don't worry, this time I encountered this vision only because I was in a secret realm. The thunder calamity of Jindan realm ascending realm is not strong at all, you will be able to survive it safely Pass."

Xiao Yunshui breathed a sigh of relief: "Thank you for your encouragement, Master, this disciple will definitely..."

"Master." Xing Luo interrupted him, took Han Qingyun's hand away and held it in his own, with anger in his eyes, "It's time to go."

He pulled Han Qingyun and walked quickly, leaving the two juniors behind him not long after.

"A Luo, don't think too much, I'm just comforting Yun Shui." Han Qingyun explained a few words, but seeing that Xing Luo became more hostile, he had to stop talking.

"Wait, what's on the ground..." He felt a strange tactile sensation under his feet, and pulled Xing Luo to stop.

The two looked down and saw that Han Qingyun's foot was firmly on the face of one of them.

Han Qingyun moved her foot away, and it was Hua Ruoliu who was stepped on, and saw a black shoe print in the middle of her charming face.

"Why is she here?" Seeing the weak willow whip hanging around her waist, Han Qingyun immediately understood that this loyal envoy of the Devil's Cult must have come to look for Xing Lao with the key of the five-color flower.

"Huh." Xing Lao snorted coldly, patched Hua Ruoliu's face, took down the five-color flower key, took the Queen Bee Orb from her Qiankun bag, and picked up another stinger that the hopeless bee had shed, Chaohua Ruoliu's eyebrows are pierced.

After doing all this, Xing Luo called out Ying Xin and wanted to leave with Han Qingyun.

"Wait, you just left her here like this? She will die." Han Qingyun said.

Although Hua Ruoliu is annoying, she has done nothing harmful to the world, and she is sincere to Xing Luo. If the magic repair who is not good for Xing Luo appears again, she will also be a help.

Xing Luo summoned a spiritual force, clamped Hua Ruoliu's waist, carried the person up like a bag of rice, and threw him on the ground as soon as he came out of the abyss of unforeseen circumstances.

"That's right." Han Qingyun wanted to contact Xiao Yunshui, and worried about Xing Lao's jealousy, he asked tentatively, "Shall I let Yunshui and Haotian go back?"

Xing Luo nodded, and Han Qingyun pressed the disciple's token to confirm that the two had flown through the barrier, and let them go back to the sect directly.

"Master, then my house..." Murong Haotian said aggrievedly.

Han Qingyun: "Don't worry, I will find a way."

Xing Lao brought Han Qingyun back to the Demon Sect, his hostility was very unstable now, Han Qingyun was afraid of intensifying his hostility, so he let him go.

Although Lei Jie survived safely, Xing Luo was seriously injured when he fought the Ice Snake Turtle.

Han Qingyun twisted the wound medicine, carefully removed Xing Luo's clothes, and applied the medicine for him.

Xing Luo's muscular lines are very beautiful. When he puts on the robe, his body is tall and straight, as straight as a pine. After removing the robe, the muscles of this body are simply charming, and every bump is just right, as if created by the most superb sculptor.

However, there are scars all over the muscles, which is not so pleasing to the eye.

The letter of the turtle and snake is like a blade, and the wounds left by the passage are deeper than the wounds of the sword. Han Qingyun finally finished the wound on the back, and Xing Luo turned around, and the wounds on the chest and abdomen were even worse. many.

"Is there a doctor here?" Han Qingyun asked, "There are too many wounds, it's best to let the doctor take a look."

Xing Luo looked at the fingers moving on his chest muscles. For him, Han Qingyun was the best medicine for wounds: "No one in the Demon Cult practiced medicine."

Han Qingjun sighed, and blurted out: "I knew that Yun Shui would come over, and he would be an assistant in medicine, and he could heal you..."

"Master." Xing Luo suddenly grasped Han Qingyun's wrist, his pupils glowed red.

The porcelain medicine pot fell on the couch, rolled half a circle and slid off the bed, and fell to the ground with a bang.

"Ah Luo, I just..." Before Han Qingyun could explain, her lips were sealed tightly.

If the kiss at the time of Lei Jie was a rainstorm, then the kiss at this moment is undoubtedly thunder.

Xing Luo kissed violently, and Han Qingyun suspected that he wanted to tear himself apart.

Soon, his suspicions came true...