Dressed as the villain's rival of the abusive heroine [Quick Transmigration]

With the tool for cleaning the star salt, Yun Qianxue saved a lot of effort. Although her hands were still worn out, fortunately, her hard work paid off.

After a busy day, one house can still be cleared, but compared to the entire lake, it is like a drop in the bucket.

Fortunately, the cultivator lived long enough, so she had time to choose, not to mention that there would always be someone to treat her hand injury every night.

After a tiring day, Yun Qianxue couldn't wake up no matter how hard she was tossed at night.

She had never seen that person, but... the dreamy fragrance of peach blossoms could not hide from her.

"Why do I think you don't cough much now?" Xie Meng sat on the star salt, gnawing on a snack, tilting her head in wonder.

She remembered that this girl was coughing non-stop when she first arrived, she was a sick child.

Yun Qianxue paused for picking salt, and she looked down at her hands, as if she really didn't cough much anymore?

In the past, she never left the veil on her hand, and she would cough up blood when it was serious.

"Why don't you talk?" Yu Meng dreamed that she didn't answer, she jumped down with a frown, and swayed close to her.

Hmm... so familiar smell...

"Oh, I remembered!" Yumeng thumped her hand violently, causing Yun Qianxue to look at her in surprise, not understanding what she wanted to say.

"Isn't this the smell of the elixir made by your lord before?" Married Meng once went to the elixir room, smelled it but tasted it after eating it, it was fragrant, but the elixir didn't feel like it.

It's very bland, and this pill is so weak that it's useless for a cultivator to eat it.

It can also be eaten by ordinary people to get rid of the disease.

"Tut tsk tsk..." Married Meng clapped her hands, smacked her tongue, narrowed her phoenix eyes, and the blush at the end of her eyes was stained: "What relationship do you have with your lord? Master and apprentice, sisters, mother and daughter, or... lover ?”

The last two words successfully choked Yun Qianxue, she bent down and coughed frantically, as if she had lost her temper.

Xiemeng was taken aback by her, and hurriedly gave her a piece of good Lingyu.Lingyu nourishes people and heals illnesses. It is a thing for cultivators to calm down and nourish their bodies, and it is also effective for Yun Qianxue.

Yun Qianxue gradually stopped coughing, and stared at Xingyan under her feet, who was blue and shining, helplessly: "I'm not afraid that your lord will know what nonsense you are talking about?"

"You are capable." Married dreamed that she was fine, so she hugged her arms and scolded her, "How dare you talk to me like that? You are a prisoner, you are quite courageous."

This person has a childish temper...

Yun Qianxue shook her head helplessly, continued to pick up tools to clean up the star salt, and stopped talking.

It's only annoying to be ignoring her.Marrying Dream with her hips on her hips, she opened her mouth to teach her a lesson, but she suddenly felt something, her face changed suddenly, and the red dress disappeared with a light flick.

Yun Qianxue had seen her so turbulently in a dream marriage, no less than dozens of times, she was used to it, and now she didn't care and continued to work on herself.

It's just that he inadvertently thought of the fragrance of peach blossoms, the coldness of the black clothes, and the cuteness of some children's movements.

The sun was just rising, Xingyan was shining with light blue light, busy and quiet, Yun Qianxue actually had the illusion that such a day was really good.

"What are you thinking..." She laughed at herself in a low voice, how could she be peaceful in her life?

"Wow..." From Yin Shaoqing's distraction in Yun Qianxue's Sea of ​​Consciousness came the sound of the tightening of the French chains of the Dao of Heaven.

It worked.

Yin Shaoqing opened her eyes, a long sword stabbed straight at her face, the sword was fierce, someone wanted to put her to death.

With a flick of the long sleeve, she knocked out the spirit sword that came with the thunder.

A strong wind came from behind, and Yin Shaoqing didn't turn back. She grabbed the ankle of the person behind her with five fingers and threw her out of Tiankui Pavilion.

The fat civet cat's teeth were itching to hear the crackling sound, and it shook its beard. It really didn't understand whether the head of Weimen, Shuiwei, had something wrong with his mind.

He often went to Tiankui Pavilion to look for beatings, and every time he was beaten to death by the host before returning.

"My lord said that if you commit the crime again next time, your bones will be broken." Yin Shaoqing is not like Yuan Mozun, who indulged this rebellious subordinate.

She hates disobedient subordinates the most.

This man has sneaked up on her twelve times since she passed through.

Before Yin Shaoqing passed through, Shuiwei had followed the original owner for 120 years, and these twelve times were all worth her following.

The water with the broken right leg was slightly cold, with a cold and sassy face looking up at Yin Shaoqing, even though she was sitting on the ground and the spirit sword was out of her hand, she stubbornly refused to ask for mercy.

"Pull out your sword, I don't accept it!" Twelve challenges, Yin Shaoqing has not pulled out the Tiangang sword once, which makes Shuiwei feel angry.

There was a breeze at the Kuixing Gate, and the peach blossoms rustled. For a moment, Yin Shaoqing thought she had heard it wrong.

Want her to draw her sword?

laugh……

"Are you worthy?"

"You!" Shui Wei opened her eyes angrily, stretched out her hand, and the spirit sword flew back. She turned around and straightened up, and attacked the mighty Demon Lord in black!

Yin Shaoqing raised her eyelids lazily, and moved her hand slightly on the Tiangang sword, so that Shui Wei could have a glimpse of Tiangang's sharp blade before she died.

Tiangang buzzed, very unhappy.It's like looking down on Shui Wei.

Shui Wei swiped his sword horizontally, and the might of a Nascent Soul master surged in. Yin Shaoqing put all five fingers together and pierced Shui Wei's heart!

"Your Majesty! Keep people under your command!"

An exclamation made Yin Shaoqing pause, and clicked his tongue in dissatisfaction. He simply caught the blade with his bare hands, and broke Shuiwei's high-grade spirit sword with a strong grip!

Sweeping the Tiangang sword with its sheath, it was a light and light movement in the eyes of the marriage dream, but it knocked the water out of the Kuixing Pavilion, and the left leg bone pierced through the flesh.

Shui Wei is more than half a sword cultivator, her physique is much stronger than most cultivators, but she was beaten to pieces.

"What are you doing here?" Seeing Jianmeng rushing towards the blood-vomiting Shuiwei, feeding various pills non-stop, Yin Shaoqing frowned, displeased: "Didn't I tell you to look at Yun Qianxue."

The sick man was trembling, what if he fell into the lake?

Thinking of this, Yin Shaoqing felt depressed, she flicked her black clothes, her sleeves fluttered, and suddenly ran to find Yun Qianxue.

When she left, she stimulated Shui Wei who was lying in the arms of Jianmeng and was beaten half to death.

She struggled to get up and said angrily, "Stop!"

The competition between them is not over yet, and the Tiangang sword has not been released, so she will not give up!

"Shut up!" Yumeng was also angry.

This gorgeous beauty kicked Shui Wei's body, and said coldly: "Do you really think you are Yun Qianxue?"

"As far as your virtue is concerned, a hundred lives are not enough to dangle in front of your lord!"

Xiemeng knew that Shuiwei was not convinced by Yin Shaoqing, but she was crushed and knocked down every time in the competition, and Xiemeng really didn't know why this person hadn't changed.

"She's a swordsman, and she doesn't use swords in fights. How can I subdue her?" Shui bit back his bones with a slightly cold face, showing no sign of pain.

Marriage dream heard the words, too lazy to say more.

This woman deserves a beating, she is proficient in all kinds of disciplines, and Tian Gang has the advantage of using a sword.

Not to mention this rude fighting style, but her formation skills are extraordinary.

If it wasn't for His Majesty not wanting other people to know, Marriage Dream would have already announced to others about their Majesty's use of formations to forcefully transport Star Salt Seawater to Zhou Tian Pavilion.

Also, outside the Zhou Tian Pavilion, there are countless righteous ways, and the formation that has protected Zhou Tian for a hundred years is not also arranged by His Majesty?

I don't know what Shui Wei, a big-chested and brainless person, is fussing about.

Not wanting to hear how powerful that Demon Lord was, Shui Wei interrupted her and asked, "Who is Yun Qianxue then?"

"What do you care about so much?" Jianmeng glanced at the sullen Shui with vigilance.

Don't think she doesn't know, Shuiwei, a dead woman, likes to poke other people's weak spots the most.

Let her catch Yun Qianxue, how good would that be?

"You'd better not make a fool of yourself, or His Majesty will take your skin alive."

Having followed Yin Shaoqing for 200 years, it was the first time for Marriage Dream to see her caring for others like a human being.

If it is said that there is nothing among them, then the marriage dream is extremely unbelievable!

The author has something to say:

Marriage dream: These two people are definitely tricky!

Yin Shaoqing: Nonsense.

Yun Qianxue: Nonsense.

Marriage Dream: ... (Tell me nonsense, don't draw your sword if you have the ability to surname Yin! Don't blush if you have the surname Yun! Bah, a pair of dogs and girls!)