Beautiful Teacher Dressed as a Villain [Transmigration Book]

Han Qingyun opened his eyes and saw the lifeless world for the third time.

This time, his expression was no longer desperate.

Just now he could clearly see that the knife piercing his chest was not Yingxin, but a Tang knife with a dark body—the Demon Sword Proud Blood.In retrospect, at the end of the last time, the wooden knife turned into the proud blood knife in the end.

This knife does not exist in reality, it only appeared in the original work, and it is the embodiment of Xing Lao's evil face.Han Qingyun concluded that this knife was transformed by a demon.

At first, he thought that Xing Luo's inner demon came from the death of his parents, but the protagonist in the final scene of the battle between gods and demons changed, and combined with the node where the magic knife appeared, Xing Luo's inner demon came from him ——If Han Qingyun is seriously injured, the inner demon will grow stronger, making it difficult for Xing Luo to hold on.

Knowing this, Han Qingyun ran to the main hall of the Demon Sect without hesitation.

In front of the gate of the palace, Xing Luo was still practicing his sword. He cut off the wooden stake and looked at Han Qingyun with empty eyes, obviously corrupted by the inner demon.

He raised the proud blood knife dumbly and pointed it at Han Qingyun.

"Ah Luo, I'm here." Han Qingyun smiled slightly, and suddenly stepped away from the long knife, rushed to Xing Luo with firm steps, hugged him tightly, and covered his lips.

The soft lips collided with the hard teeth, breaking the lips.Blood spilled out and trickled into the mouths of the two.

Xing Luo let go of his hand, and the proud blood knife fell to the ground with a clang.

Han Qingyun kept pouring blood into his mouth, the redness in Xing Luo's eyes flickered, and Han Qingyun's figure was gradually reflected, followed by the arrogant figure who floated up into the air and pointed the tip of the knife at Han Qingyun. Blood.

Ao Xue shot out suddenly, Xing Luo hugged Han Qingyun and fell sideways, rolled on the spot, stabbing deeply into the wasteland with a sound of the knife.

"Master, is this knife my demon?" Xing Luo waved his hand to cast spiritual power, but the palm overflowed with thick black hostility.

The Proud Blood Knife trembled violently, unaffected by the hostility, the blade hummed out of thin air and sucked all the hostility into it.

Proud Blood pulled out the ground and attacked again.

The two rolled on the ground again, and Han Qingyun asked, "Where is Yingxin?"

"I can't summon it!" Xing Lao urged the haunting heart in the sea of ​​consciousness, but he still couldn't get the response, "I only have hostility in my body."

The Proud Blood Knife pierced deeper this time, after shaking for a long time, it was about to be pulled out again.

The two had already rolled to the front steps of the palace, and Han Qingyun had an idea: "I have a way, listen to me."

Ao Xue regained his freedom and shot at Han Qingyun.

"Get up, go up the steps!" Han Qingyun shouted quickly, "Jump! Step on it to death!"

The proud blood flew across, Han Qingyun and Xing Luo jumped up a step, the long knife couldn't turn around enough, pierced into the gap of the stone steps, the two jumped down heavily, stepped firmly on the knife, the long knife hummed and trembled, but moved no.

"Master, it's a good idea." Xing Luo laughed lightly, and kissed Han Qingyun's cheek, and the hostility around him floated into a few small hearts, and hit Han Qingyun's face with his movements.

"Don't make trouble." Han Qingyun squatted down, grasped the handle of Aoxue knife, and pulled it upwards forcefully.

Xing Luo also reached out, held Han Qingyun's hand, and exerted force with him.

The Proud Blood Knife was bent into a huge arc, humming continuously, like a subdued beast, roaring weakly.

"No, I can't stop breaking, I still have to use a weapon to chop." Han Qingyun said.

Xing Luo let go of Han Qingyun's hand, and intertwined his fingers, confidently: "We can summon Yingxin."

The jade locks between the two people's wrists were attached to each other, and the jade ring appeared and clasped the two locks.

Xing Luo said: "Master, I call for the sword you gave me."

Han Qingyun closed her eyes, and described the jade pendant that she carved bit by bit in the sea of ​​consciousness.

The concentric jade lock glowed with white brilliance, and the white light condensed into a small ball, which escaped from the jade lock and floated into the air, then gradually elongated, forming the shape of a knife.

Xing Luo held the handle of the knife, kissed Han Qingyun's face again, and asked him to hold the knife with him.

The white light dissipated, and the lingering knife appeared. Wherever the red blade passed, hostility rushed to escape.

"Go to hell! Demon!" Han Qingyun roared imposingly.

The knife fell, the black proud blood trembled wildly, and broke into two pieces.

The Demon Cult's main hall began to collapse, and the black hostile energy turned into sand and merged into the heaven and earth. The heaven and earth dissolved into a cloud of white mist, and then everything dissipated.

In the sleeping hall, Han Qingjun and Xing Luo lay side by side, fingers intertwined, opened their eyes at the same time, and sat up almost at the same time.

Xing Luo hugged Han Qingyun tightly, using his hands so hard that he almost melted him into his arms.

Han Qingyun stroked his head and kissed his side face.

At the edge of the collapse, Hua Ruoliu waited anxiously for five days, and after finally waking up safe and sound, the two of them didn't notice her, and they became intimate.

She rolled her eyes and coughed twice: "Young master! Ma'am!"

Han Qingjun found out that there were bystanders, and hurriedly pushed Xing Luo away, Xing Luo was dissatisfied and said, "What's the matter?"

"Nothing." Hua Ruoliu bowed her body, "Since the calamity has been passed safely, this subordinate will retreat."

Xing Luo waved his hand, with "Get out of here" written all over his face.

Hua Ruoliu left very unhappy, and Xing Luo hugged Han Qingyun again: "Master, it's time to make up for the late bridal chamber."

Before Han Qingyun's face warmed up, the bedroom door was pushed open, and Hua Ruoliu barged in again.

"Young master, a disciple has come to report that a large number of spiritual practitioners have arrived on the coast of life and death, armed with weapons and instruments, and attacked the sea of ​​life and death." Hua Ruoliu hurriedly said, "The first batch of invaders have been deported by us, and they are now repacking. , ready to commit another crime at any time.”

"Have you conveyed Xing Lao's current situation and the position of the Demon Cult?" Han Qingyun asked.

Hua Ruoliu: "I've already said it, it's no wonder it's useful."

Han Qingjun originally thought that the spiritual practitioners were afraid of Xing Lao's hostility, and as long as they declared that the hostility was eliminated and made their position clear, they would not take the initiative to cause trouble. It will definitely keep the Devil Sect stable, just like when Xing Luo's family hibernated in the Devil Sect, Lingxiu would not invade the Devil Sect.

But why are the spiritual practitioners so radical this time.

"What they are afraid of is neither evil nor hostility," Xing Luo saw Han Qingyun's confusion, "it's that the strong are different from them. Master, you stand by my side and become a Taoist companion with me , in their eyes, it is the combination of two people with the strongest spiritual roots in the cultivation world, and it is in the magic cultivator."

"Our spiritual roots are unique in the cultivation world. My cultivation is still at the peak of the current cultivation world. They should be afraid. How could they be so bold and directly attack?" Han Qingyun still confuses the behavior of spiritual practitioners.

Hua Ruoliu sneered: "When Madam left the sect, she tied her hands and feet and did not seriously hurt anyone. They must have expected that Madam would not kill Lingxiu, so they dared to be so unscrupulous."

Han Qingyun fell into silence. He didn't expect that the two things he wanted would turn out to be a sharp blade pointing at the Demon Cult.

"The Devil's Cult has a magic weapon to control the sea of ​​life and death, which can resist spiritual practitioners. It's just that the ocean is vast, and it is inevitable that some fish who slip through the net will escape and board the Devil's Cult." Hua Ruoliu said, "Madam, if you think about it clearly, the only way is to kill them." , Lingxiu will be afraid, otherwise one day, Lingxiu will definitely break through the Demon Cult."

To protect the Demon Cult, one must kill Lingxiu, but if the sword is really stained with Lingxiu's blood, he and Xing Luo will be convicted of evil in the cultivation world, and then what?Kill everyone who opposes them?

Han Qingyun's heart was in a mess, he was at a loss for words, and looked at Xing Luo.

Xing Luo said: "Master, I know your thoughts. If we don't kill people, there must be other ways."

Hua Ruoliu shook her head helplessly: "Madam, think about it carefully."

She was about to retreat when Han Qingyun suddenly said: "Hua Ruoliu, how many people have you killed?"

Hua Ruoliu straightened her body: "I practice the way of desire. This way is judged by the spiritual practitioners as the way of the devil, but I have never hurt a person's life, and the same is true of my disciples. The demon king once taught us that although killing can cure Temporary difficulties, grievances repay each other, but it will eventually cause chaos. The devil also said that no one is born worthy of death."

Han Qingyun was quite surprised: "You asked me to kill Lingxiu?"

"I didn't ask you to kill people." Hua Ruoliu said angrily, "I asked you to find other ways to save the Demon Cult! Whether it's to retreat from the enemy or open a barrier, in short, I can't let many of my Demon Cult disciples die!"

"By the way!" Han Qingyun suddenly remembered the enchantment in the secret realm, "Is the enchantment in the secret realm of the South Land strong?"

"The enchantment is formed naturally, and no one can break it except this key." Hua Ruoliu thought about it, and said in surprise, "How did you come up last time?"

Han Qingyun: "Take the disciples of the Demon Cult to secretly retreat into the Lingshi Cave. My little disciple can break the barrier, but don't worry, he won't help break the barrier."

"What about the young master and madam?" Hua Ruoliu asked.

"The target of spiritual practitioners is us." Xing Luo said, "As long as you don't join us, you will be much safer."

Hua Ruoliu hastily knelt down: "Young Master, the disciples of the Demon Cult will never abandon you and your wife, we will live and die together."

"It's coexistence and immortality." Han Qingyun said.

"Take your disciples to hide quickly!" Xing Luo ordered, "We will definitely solve all this."

Hua Ruoliu didn't dare to disobey Xing Lao's order, so she could only retreat, gather her disciples, and prepare to go to the secret realm of the Southland.

"A Luo, would you like to leave with me?" Han Qingyun asked.

Xing Luo didn't even want to ask and answer: "Of course I would."

"I mean, go to a place that is completely unfamiliar to you. There are no cultivators, no swords, no magic weapons, and everyone is ordinary people without aura. Our lifespan will also be shortened. Older." Han Qingyun already had a plan in his mind, and now the best way to be safe is to take him to the world where Han Qingyun was originally.

Xing Luo kissed Han Qingyun: "Wherever the master goes, I will go there. Without the company of the master, even if you ascend to the position of a god and have endless lives, you will have nothing to rely on in the end."

Han Qingjun pressed down his disciple's jade card: "Little sister, do me one last favor."

Outside the treasure hall of Tianwenzong, three figures sneaked down with their swords.

Qi Xia repeatedly confirmed that there were no other disciples around, pushed open the hall door, and entered together with Xiao Yunshui and Murong Haotian.

"What are you looking for?" Murong Haotian asked.

"A piece of jade bi is engraved with two beasts, one black and one white." Qi Xia said, "This jade bi is not a magic weapon, but an ordinary object. You can look for it in the waste pile."

Here, the useful top grades are all displayed on the shelves, the middle grades are placed in the cabinet, and the low grades and useless things are not sorted out, and they are randomly piled up by the wall.

Xiao Yunshui searched silently, and Murong Haotian couldn't help complaining: "There are so many things, how can I find them?"

"Stop talking nonsense, look for it quickly." Qi Xia quickly smashed the debris on the ground, "Your master asked us to find this thing at a critical moment. It must be a life-saving thing. Whether they can survive this disaster depends on us." If you can't find it today, your master and senior brother will..."

It was rare for Qi Xia to shut up by herself. Holding the jade bi she found, she pricked two needles into it, and started chatting again: "I found it! This time I am a hero, Xiao Haotian, it seems that you have to come to my pond again I’ve been soaking in it for a few months. There’s still Yunshui, get up at Xianling Peak tomorrow, and help me pick... Sovereign..."

"Sect Master Cai? Xianling Peak also planted a suzerain?" Murong Haotian raised his head, but saw Zhong Baichuan standing in front of the palace gate, looking at them with a serious expression.

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Han Qingyun: Sure enough, I want to shout out the big move!

Xing Luo: Master is right!