Silly White Sweet Villain Transformation Plan[Transmigration Book]

This is a male corpse. The corpse is covered with hideous wounds left by long guns. The tattered robes cannot cover the body, revealing the swollen and white skin. Blood gushes out from the wound. It formed a small pool under the rock.

The more Jiang Jiulan looked at it, the more strange she became. She straightened the corpse with the point of her gun, revealing the man's pale face.This face was already soaked in water, and just now she stabbed it indiscriminately. The entire left eye was completely pierced, and the long wound stretched from the eyelid to the lip. Because the scratch was too deep, the flesh on both sides rolled up the side.

Jiang Jiulan looked at the face carefully, but still didn't think it was enough, so she took a few steps closer and squatted down, and opened the neckline of the corpse.

Jiang Jiu'an was so disgusted that she asked her to stay away from the pickled thing in a low voice, but she was glared at by Yan Zhen, who just shut her mouth and ran away, covering her nose.

After the nausea was relieved, Fu Siqian started to move again, Feng Tinghan's hand was still pressing on top of his head, human nature cannot be changed, the more depressed the more it will cause resistance, just like this time, Fu Siqian wanted to find something for himself Not happy anymore.

The little fox writhed in Feng Tinghan's arms, as if he had lice growing on his body. Feng Tinghan thought it was uncomfortable, so he relaxed a little. Before he could react, the fox cub in his arms quickly jumped up to him On his shoulders, with two front paws on the top of his head, he looked at the fished corpse with great interest.

As soon as Yan Zhen got the troublesome Jiang Jiu'an aside, when he turned around, he saw a fox cub on Feng Tinghan's head. She was so frightened that her eyes widened and she almost cried out.

This ignorant fox cub really has a short-lived look on his whole fox face!

Feng Tinghan's face darkened, he stretched out his hand to pinch the fluffy ball on his shoulder, and yanked it violently, the bones of the last one who dared to domineer over his head had been broken into pieces, let alone The head of the grave is grassy, ​​and there is no grave yet.

His body was suddenly under control, Fu Siqian was startled, he struggled subconsciously, his two front paws desperately grabbed Feng Tinghan's head, and pulled out several hairs, the sharp claws even directly grabbed Feng Tinghan's hair The hair tie snapped.

The breeze rolled up the tips of the hair, and the long hairband fell into the pool, causing ripples in circles. The long black hair like a waterfall was scattered, and a few strands slid to the forehead, sweeping back and forth with the wind, listening to the wind. Han's extremely gorgeous face is even more attractive.

Feng Tinghan was stunned.

Fu Sigan was also stunned.

After a while, the little fox withdrew its paw silently, and jumped onto the ground guiltily, observing Feng Tinghan calmly, his glazed eyes full of vigilance.

Jiang Jiulan picked up the hair tie that fell into the pool with a long gun, handed it to Feng Tinghan, and asked empathetically, "Do you want to tie your hair up first?"

The spear that had just been pulled out of the corpse gleamed coldly in the sun, and there was even a trace of blood on the tip of the spear, which was stained on the hairband, like a cluster of wintersweet blooming in the snow.

Feng Tinghan raised his eyelids, glanced at the little fox on the ground indifferently, and accepted Jiang Jiulan's kindness. He held the wet hairband between two fingers, carefully avoided the blood-stained part, and slowly Close to the little fox.

Jiang Jiuan was stunned, and ran back with a blushing face to whisper to Jiang Jiulan. Yan Zhen covered her face shyly and sighed: "I used to hear that someone claimed to be the best in the world, but now I don't know it. The color, how can it compare to... the posture of the gentleman."

Feng Tinghan's footsteps faltered, his eyes were cold, and he slammed at Yan Zhen, who took out a handkerchief from his sleeve to cover his mouth, and seemed to turn his head unintentionally, his eyes were full of teasing.

The sky was clear and shone on Feng Tinghan, Fu Siqian raised his head to look at Feng Tinghan in a daze, maybe it was a problem with the angle and light, that extremely gorgeous face looked so clear at this time, like apricot blossoms spreading ink Colored by mist and rain, he picks up a branch of flying catkins, and he walks slowly, with a style of elegance and elegance.

Fu Siqian suddenly understood what it means to be beautiful in the world. The stunning beauty in the world is not the simple four words in "Supreme God Lord", but the color that Liuli can't draw half of it.

Feng Tinghan is such a person, no matter where he stands, he is a picture scroll of an inexhaustible beauty.

You don't see or don't know in your life, you become an idiot when you see it, you know it when you see it, other than that, it's just a mediocre appearance.

It wasn't until Feng Tinghan squatted down and stuck the wet hairband to his neck that Fu Siqian realized that the fur blocked the moisture on the hairband. Feng Tinghan held both ends of the hairband with both hands, half-lidded his eyes Can't see emotions clearly.

Fu Siqian didn't understand, so a thought popped into Chaos' head: Could this traitor want to strangle him to death? !

As soon as this idea came up, Fu Siqian's fox fur all over his body exploded. As the saying goes, if you strike first, you will be strong and you will suffer later. If Feng Tinghan really dares to strike, he will...

"Since you like it so much, you can tie it."

Feng Tinghan tied the hairband into a beautiful bow, rubbed the fox's head in satisfaction, took out a new hairband from Chaosi to tie up his hair, and then picked up the dazed little fox and went to the corpse go over there.

It felt good to be held in his arms. Fu Siqian raised his front paw and fiddled with the bow on his neck. Hey, Xiaoyan, the bow is tied very well. He is indeed his apprentice. Look at the red piece in the middle, how beautiful it is ...What the hell?

As if struck by lightning, Fu Siqian belatedly remembered what the red marks on the hairband were.

May I ask what can make a clean freak collapse?

Fu Siqian felt that a hair tie stained with the blood of the dead would suffice.

This is really his good apprentice, Fu Sigan was so angry that he gritted his teeth, if he didn't know that Feng Tinghan didn't recognize him, he would almost feel that this person was deliberately taking revenge on him.

"wrong!"

Fu Siqian stopped scratching his hairband paws, followed the sound to look over, Jiang Jiulan's "wrong" reminded him, made him realize that he seemed to have overlooked something in the dark.

Jiang Jiulan looked solemn, and said in a deep voice: "I know this person. Although his face is unrecognizable, he has a mole behind his ear. The cultivator who sneaked up on me before also had a mole behind his ear. I checked this person's body just now. , The shoulders, neck and chest are all bruised and purple, this kind of wound is exactly the same as the state of my magic weapon attack."

Feng Tinghan's eyes moved slightly, his gaze shifted from the corpse to the nearby pool, and finally turned back to Jiang Jiulan's face: "What do you mean?"

Jiang Jiulan nodded: "I'm sure this is the person I fought against before."

"But aren't those people dead? Why did they come here with us?" Jiang Jiu'an rubbed the tip of his nose with a puzzled look on his face, "I even shot each of them to make sure they were completely dead."

If this is the case, then it would be interesting. I don't know what came to mind, interest flashed in Yan Zhen's eyes, and he suddenly smiled softly: "How do you know, they must have followed us here."

Jiang Jiu'an was swayed by her delicate voice, her eyes widened and her tune was raised: "Could it be true that the pheasant is right, and if you cross that line, you will die. This is actually a hellish place. We have already died?!"

The first time she heard the curse to kill herself, Yan Zhen was momentarily at a loss for words, feeling that she really couldn't communicate with Jiang Jiu'an, she silently turned her head to look at Jiang Jiulan, who seemed not to pay attention to her gaze, and immersed herself in studying the things on the ground. corpse.

It's really fatal, Yan Zhen sighed softly, and looked at Feng Tinghan again: "It's impossible for the corpse to appear here suddenly, even if someone stole the corpse and put it in the pool on purpose, they shouldn't move so fast."

Feng Tinghan kneaded the fox ears in his arms, and tacitly followed her words and continued: "So the corpse wasn't brought here by someone else, but he was here in the first place."

Jiang Jiu'an watched the two of them singing together, and couldn't help interjecting: "Why didn't I understand what you guys meant, didn't they fight in the woods, how could the corpse be here in the first place?"

"Because everything is fake." Yan Zhen said helplessly.

The blood under the body spread, and Jiang Jiulan took a step back while clenching the long gun tightly, and said softly: "From when we crossed that line, no, maybe from when we fought with other people in the woods, when we saw and What you hear is all false, this is a phantom formation that has been set up long ago, and we have been calculated."

"Is it fake..." Jiang Jiu'an scratched his hair, frowned for a long time before he could say, "The wild pheasant... Jiang Qingru is also fake?"

"Who knows." Yan Zhen narrowed his eyes, and said slowly, "Maybe it's fake, maybe it's real, or... everything has something to do with him."

Neglected details emerged one by one like a tide, and Fu Siqian suddenly figured it out, the clues had already appeared, the sudden darkness in the secret realm was the beginning, and he stepped into the pattern set up by others as early as when he was looking for Feng Tinghan.

To be able to quietly set up an ambush in the secret realm opened by the joint efforts of the various sects, this person's cultivation must not be underestimated, and Jiang Qingru's level simply cannot do it.

Realizing this, Fu Siqian's blood ran cold, wrong, everything was wrong, and all the doubts in the past came to his mind, Fu Siqian had a faint guess: the plot he grasped based on "Supreme God Lord" may not be Totally true and accurate.

Was it fake from the start?Feng Tinghan looked at the little fox in his arms tenderly, as if something was about to be uncontrollable, a strong desire to destroy suddenly arose in his heart, whether it was true or not, he wanted to tear everything apart, wanted to... destroy Drop this world.

This emotion appeared inexplicably and was too strong. It was so strong that Feng Tinghan knew it was abnormal but couldn't control himself. It was as if his soul had been torn in two. One half was still the original him, and the other half looked less and less like him.

He saw the black mist filling the whole world, and all creatures disappeared. He stood on the magma of purgatory, and the tongue of fire kissed his toes.

He perishes in the flames and is reborn in the flames.

Jiu Mie suddenly rioted in the dantian, and the stinging pain of the connection between the soul and the soul forced Feng Tinghan to wake up. The scene in front of him instantly collapsed and shattered, and everything was reflected in the clear pool water.He saw that his eyes were red, and the Jiu Mi Han Guang in his hand was ferocious. At his feet was a fox cub that had been beaten to pieces.