Junior Brother, I am really not a broken sleeve [Transmigration Book]

"What does this have to do with saving him?" Yue Wuyi was confused.

"What do you know?" Hu Jiu frowned, her expression slightly lonely: "I am the prince of the fox clan, and my status is too special. If I go back to the demon world right now, I'm afraid it will be difficult to protect him."

"What? You are the prince of the fox clan?" Yue Wuyi was very surprised, stared at Hu Jiu for a while, then slightly nodded and said: "No wonder you refuse to go out, that old fox of the Fox Emperor? He will never agree You continued Luo Qingxuan's life by consuming spiritual power."

Hu Jiu was a little sad when he heard the words, and muttered to himself: "Could it be...is there really no other way to save him?"

"Well..." Yue Wuyi subconsciously raised her hand and touched her chin. She frowned and pondered for a while, then said with a hesitant expression, "It's not that there is no way to save him,? It's just..."

Hu Jiu hurriedly asked, "Just what?"

Yue Wuyi was silent, and then said seriously: "The risk is very high, it is very likely..."

"No problem!" Hu Jiu interrupted Yue Wuyi directly, and said without hesitation, "As long as I can save him, I'm willing to pay any price!"

"Oh, you...?" Yue Wuyi suddenly smiled charmingly, with an expression that I understood.

Hu Jiu looked calm, and said in a calm tone: "I always repay my revenge and repay my kindness. He has saved me from danger several times. I owe him this!"

"Is that true?" Yue Wuyi smiled half-smile, and then changed the topic: "When I was young, I was fortunate to hear Master mention a spell that has long been lost by the witch clan, and practice this spell." It's not difficult, but people's hearts are changeable, and the risk is extremely high. For thousands of years, no one from the witch clan has cast this spell, and it's all because of the different paths of the monsters, and no one is willing to make such a big sacrifice."

Hu Jiu's face was as deep as water, and his eyes were cold, and he repeated word by word: "Human, demon, special, way?"

"Hey!" Yue Wuyi shook his head and sighed, pretending to be deep and said: "Young people nowadays just can't hold their breath. I haven't finished my words yet, why are you so anxious?"

"My patience is limited!" Hu Jiu's tone was cold, and she raised her eyes slightly: "You'd better speak clearly at once!"

"You boy... Forget it, I'm too lazy to argue with you!" Yue Wuyi turned around and went back to the table to sit down, poured a cup of tea and drank it down, and sighed to herself: "People's hearts are unpredictable, and the word love may only If you don't understand, you will cherish each other..."

"Speak, speak louder!" Hu Jiu's blue veins twitched slightly at the end of her eyebrows, obviously holding back to the limit.

"The point is..." Yue Wuyi purposely fiddled with the empty teacup in her hand, until she really felt the murderous aura emanating from Hu Jiu's body, then she put the teacup back on the table and said seriously: "It is said that the witch Wu He, the founder of Zong, once had a daughter named Wu Ling'er..."

Wu Ling'er is not only smart and intelligent, but also extremely talented. She has perfected witchcraft at a young age, and often creates some weird spells to tease fellow students.

But she is the suzerain's daughter after all, no matter how angry others are, they can only knock down her front teeth and swallow her blood, and dare not speak out.

Therefore, as soon as she stepped out of the room, Wu Zong would definitely be tossed about by her again.

So, in order to end the pain of being teased and tortured by her every day as soon as possible, several disciples secretly gathered together to discuss and ponder, and finally came up with a plan, which was to try every means to lure Wu Ling'er down the mountain while Wu He was practicing in seclusion.

As long as they successfully get this 'little magic star' down the mountain, they will be able to live a stable life for a while.

And Wu Ling'er already felt that staying in the sect was very dull and boring, and others mentioned going down the mountain, which was exactly what she wanted.

Since Wu Ling'er came down from the mountain, she has caused troubles everywhere, and there must be complaints everywhere she goes, but she is a witch cultivator, although ordinary monks hate her so much, they can't do anything about her.

However, one mountain is higher than another, and Wu Ling'er is too simple, so she was accidentally captured by Fu Xiu's design. After waking up, she found that her body was restrained, so that her spiritual power was sealed, and she had no resistance at all.

The dilapidated temple was full of cobwebs. Wu Ling'er's upper body was stripped so that only a pink apron remained. As dead ashes.

That Fuxiu looked honest and honest on the outside, but in fact he was very sinister, full of bad water, seeing Wu Ling'er's well-proportioned figure and good looks, so he wanted to take advantage of the fact that no one was around, strip her off her clothes and have a good time, and then To kill people and destroy corpses, in this way, no one will be aware of it.

Since Wu Ling'er was born, she has always been held in the hands of others and cared for in the sect. She has never been in such a situation where life is worse than death. She watched her clothes being torn apart one by one...

At this moment, she has collapsed, and her heart is extremely desperate.

Just as she was resigning herself to begging for death, she suddenly heard an angry shout: "Stop!"

At the same time, Fu Xiu was unsuspectingly bound by a white silk that appeared out of thin air, and fell to the ground like a dumpling, unable to move. He was startled and angry at once, and shouted angrily: "Who is secretly attacking? Dare to show up and see!"

"Why don't you dare?" Before the words finished, a tall white figure appeared out of thin air at the gate of the temple.

Wu Ling'er was very pleasantly surprised when she saw this. For her, the visitor was like the last straw to survive. She burst into tears and wanted to cry out for help, but she was restrained. The only thing she could do now was It's just blinking desperately, and I don't know if the female cultivator in white who is walking slowly can understand.

When Fu Xiu saw that the visitor was tall and handsome, he immediately became obsessed with lewd thoughts. Relying on Wu Ling'er's difficulty in speaking, he opened his eyes and made up nonsense: "Young lady is polite. I didn't know you before. I don't know how to offend the girl, why did you do it so cruelly when we first met!"

"Hmph!" The woman in white snorted softly, and said coldly, "Ask the question knowingly!"

"This... Miss, I'm afraid you misunderstood?" Fu Xiu first showed confusion, and then said innocently: "This place is remote and secluded, and my husband and wife passed by here for a short rest, but I can't help it for a while..."

"Husband, wife? You..." The woman in white was taken aback, frowning suspiciously as she looked at the two of them.

"Exactly!" Fu Xiu nodded without changing his face, and then explained with a simple and honest smile: "Guan girl has an extraordinary and refined temperament, she must not be married yet, so I don't know that the boudoir between husband and wife is full of joy. In short, this man and woman □□The most difficult thing to hold on to.”

Wu Ling'er was so angry that her eyes turned red and she wanted to vomit blood.

"Oh?" The woman in white narrowed her eyes slightly, and said with a half-smile, "Really?"

"Miss is a heroic and courageous girl. What happened today was originally out of good intentions. How dare I lie to you? It's just..." Fu Xiu frowned, and stopped talking: "I see that the girl's dress is probably not married yet. If I live with my husband and wife One room, I'm afraid it's not right..."

"Heh..." The woman in white raised her eyebrows, and said with a sneer, "What do you mean by what you said, you think I'm in the way, so drive me away?"

Fu Xiu hurriedly shook his head and explained: "Miss misunderstood, next time..."

The woman in white sighed abruptly, and said to herself, "Oh, it's so boring!"

Fu Xiu bit the bullet and asked: "What did the girl say just now? Can you say it again, I will be distracted next time, and I haven't heard clearly..."

"I said..." The white-clothed woman's eyelashes fluttered like a fan, a strange smile appeared on the corner of her lips, her voice was faintly erratic, and she paused word by word: "You, can, yes, go, die, eh!"

Fu Xiu was at a loss when he heard the words. Before he could react, his neck was forcibly twisted around with a "click" by some invisible force. The fist-sized primordial spirit As soon as he came out of his body, he was pinched and exploded by the woman in white.

What is this scenario?

The incident happened suddenly, and this scene was so unexpected that Wu Ling'er's pale face turned even paler, and her gaze towards the woman in white was full of astonishment.

"You..." The woman in white suddenly turned around and walked forward slowly. When she got closer, she stopped, looked down at Wu Ling'er condescendingly, and laughed inexplicably, "Are you afraid?"

作者有话要说：没有坑，就是三次元一言难尽，不想影响读者心情，就不细说了，感谢大家一直以来的等待和支持，谢谢！感谢在2020-05-06?11:06:18~2020-07-02?09:52:21期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: Xuanle, Jiuqing, and the future can be expected? 1;

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: stepping on the fog? 3 bottles;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!