Wearing a book: I conquer the male protagonist with my beauty

The car temporarily went to a nearby small town, mainly to hand over the three black shops to the government.

Then, they hurried on and left the area visited by the rain god. After about an hour, they finally pushed away the dark clouds and saw the long-lost sun.

"Master, there is nowhere to go in a hundred miles. The map indicates that a little further ahead is Xixi Fishing Village in Fencheng, which is full of aquatic products. Look..."

"Okay, I want to eat hairy crabs—"

The car stopped outside Xixi Fishing Village. Duan Mu lifted the curtain of the car and said to Qing Shenxu, "Master, I'm going to the village to borrow a fishing net. You wait for me in the car first."

"Okay, you go."

Duan Mu entered the village, looked left and right, and found that the village was a bit strange. The gates and houses were closed in broad daylight, and there was no one on the road.

He walked for a long time, and finally saw a family open the door to pour water, and hurriedly went up to say hello: "Ma'am, do you have fishing nets in your house? I want to rent them!"

The aunt saw that he was fair and clean, with delicate features, so she asked a few more questions: "Is the young man from another place?"

"Yes, ma'am, my master and I passed by Baodi, and I wanted to go to the fish pond in front to get some fish and shrimp..."

The aunt frowned: "Don't go near that fish pond, there are evil spirits in that fish pond, the village head has written a commission letter and delivered it to Fencheng, and it should arrive in a few days. Before that, no one should go near the fish pond. lest I lose my life!"

Duan Mu understood, and bowed to the aunt: "Thank you, aunt, for telling the truth. If that's the case, let's forget it."

Time went back to a quarter of an hour ago.

After Duan Mu entered the village, Qing Chenxu raised the curtain of the car and looked out, only to feel that the surroundings were desolate, but fortunately the environment was good and the air was fresh, so he jumped out of the car without covering his face, and looked around.

At this moment, a group of white-clothed monks flew from the sky and landed directly behind him: "Look, this should be Xixi Fishing Village, and there is a villager in front!"

Everyone immediately gathered around.

"Brother in front, is this the Xixi Fishing Village?!" A monk in white stepped forward and asked.

It was at this moment that Qing Chenxu turned his head to look. When the monk in white saw his face, he was speechless in astonishment, but he had already thought about where he would hold his marriage in the future!

"What's the matter? Where the hell is this place?!" A cold female voice came from behind, and then, a thin and gloomy face appeared in front of Qing Chenxu.

For a moment, both the woman and Qing Chenxu were breathless.Immediately, the woman suddenly drew out her long sword and stabbed at it.Qing Chenxu ran away with quick eyesight and quick hands.

"Okay you demon cultivator! Today I will chop you into pieces!!" The woman held a long sword and flew to block Qing Chenxu's way.

"An Rongrong, we haven't seen each other for so many years, why do you chop people up when you see them? Can't you just talk about it?!" Qing Chenxu squatted down, and the stone on his head was completely chopped off.

An Rongrong will never forget how this magic cultivator confused his Senior Brother Duan back then.

He will never forget how he replaced him and was supported by Senior Brother Duan. If it wasn't for this hateful Demon Cultivator, Senior Brother Duan would have been holding him in his arms at that time!

"Devil Xiu deserves to die! Especially your face, I wish I could cut it into pieces and see what you can do to confuse men! Look at the sword!!" People become brutal and cold-blooded.

I don't know what has happened to make her look like this Rakshasa.

Qing Chenxu hadn't used his magic power for a long time, but if he didn't move now, he might be pierced through two holes.

However, there was an extremely fast figure coming up from his back, a sword blocking the stabbing.

Immediately, Duan Mu's tall body stood in front of him: "Master, are you injured?"

"No...no!" Qing Chenxu patted his chest with lingering fear.

Duan Mu turned to look at the opposite side, his eyes were extremely cold: "You are the disciples of the Fencheng Sect to get rid of the evil spirits? What a Fencheng Immortal Sect, regardless of the reason, regardless of black and white, kill anyone you see, this is the style of the Great Immortal Sect ?”

"Duan...Senior Brother Duan..." An Rongrong looked at the face in front of her, her body was slightly startled, her eyes suddenly turned red, "Impossible...I buried you with my own hands..."

She didn't dare to think back to that scorching noon three years ago, when Baijia of Xianmen vented their anger, the sword in his hand was still dripping blood.But Senior Brother Duan, who was tied to the execution rack, was exhausted and died.

Mosquitoes and insects were wanton, and the scorching sun was exposed to the sun. The boy who was pierced by thousands of arrows was frozen there forever.She was crying like crazy, but she couldn't wake up the other party again.

He died, he really died, after seven days and seven nights of endless torment, he was finally freed?

She pushed aside the loess with her own hands, buried him bit by bit, reprimanded him for being confused by beauty, reprimanded him for not being able to see the people around him, reprimanded him for walking this path of no return, and reprimanded him for being obsessed with obsession...

For the next three years, she often visited his grave, watching the fallen genius, and every time she came over, she would be evoked with cruel memories, and she was almost driven crazy by those memories.

In the past three years, in addition to being more strict with herself, she has also been extremely strict with her disciples.There is another unknown thing that she has never told outsiders——

Jin Heguang died in the bathroom three years ago, because they later found out that a lot of the slander in the siege of Fencheng by hundreds of immortal sects three years ago came from Jin Heguang behind the curtain.

She killed him, in addition to cleaning up the house, it was also a punishment for his random ideas.

So the death of a person is extremely ugly. When it was discovered, the body was swollen and swollen in the well.

For the scene where An Rongrong burst into tears, Duan Mu was indifferent: "I don't know you! You've got the wrong person!"

"Of course, if you just want to use this to cover up your disrespect to my master just now, I advise you to save yourself the trouble. I won't just let it go!"

An Rongrong wiped away her tears and looked at the young man again. Looking at it now, the young man was a little younger than her senior brother Duan, only fifteen or sixteen years old.

However, he looks so similar to Senior Brother Duan...

"You just used the magic technique of the immortal sect. But the person behind you is the demon cultivator. You are a disciple of the immortal sect, and you worship the demon cultivator as your teacher. Aren't you afraid that the immortal cultivator world will not tolerate you?!" An Rongrong shouted.

magic repair?

Duan Mu has never seen his master use spells, and he has not noticed that he is a demon cultivator many times, so he immediately retorted: "Don't talk nonsense, I still don't know if my master is a demon cultivator? Thinking that you are a disciple of Burning City, you can turn a deer into a horse and turn black and white!"

An Rongrong snorted coldly: "Of course he is a demon cultivator. I also know that he has a penetrating wound on his left shoulder. He was injured by Xie Chong when he was protecting my Senior Brother Duan. If you don't believe me, let him take off his clothes. Once you test it, you will know."

Duan Mu was speechless for a while, because his master did have a serious scar on his left shoulder. When he asked, the master was vague, only saying that he was injured by evil spirits.

But if this woman wasn't there, how would she know about Master's left shoulder injury!

Could it be that what she said was true?Master, is he really a demon cultivator?

But what he taught himself was immortal art! !

why?

Master, why are you so cruel?How can you not trust disciples so much?