Quick Transmigration: The Villain Gets Proposed to Every Day

The breeze was slow, the blades of grass were swaying, the misty clouds drifted across the sky, and the sun poured down like a light golden rain. ()

The shouts from inside and outside the Demon Garden are the muffled thunder in the rain, one after another, penetrating the dense layers of mysterious iron railings, spreading the free and cheerful breath to all parts of the garden.

"Empty the Demon Garden, really or not?"

"Of course it is true! Elder Xie gave the order himself, and sent all the disciples in the seat to come, instructing that things must be done properly."

"...Are you sure it's release, not cleanup, not centralized incineration?"

"Burn you a ghost, I think you are burnt, right?"

The servants talked freely, without blocking their voices, clearly passing into the two people in front of the garden gate and the thousands of iron cages behind them.

The little monsters imprisoned in the cage were agitated, pulling on the railing with their teeth or claws, neighing and howling, endlessly.

In front of the Demon Garden, the Qingjun youth looked confused, raised his head suspiciously, and looked directly at Cui Hai.

A different color flashed in Cui Hai's eyes, and a hint of panic appeared on his face, but it was immediately concealed, his eyebrows were slightly frowned, and a shallow arc hung on his lips.

"Do you really think...Xie Ziyou would have such kindness?"

Although his smile was amicable, his voice was cold, as if icy.

"Look at these little monsters around you. They are suffering and have long been scarred. Now that they are driven down the mountain, how long can they hold on to this injury?"

Hu Ke listened in a daze, and the light from the corner of his eyes swept across the blood stains on the wall, and his heart suddenly palpitated.

It seems... this is indeed the truth.

Seeing Hu Ke's expression swaying, Cui Hai struck the iron while it was hot, and agitated: "The injuries are only one of them. Some little monsters have been brutally tortured. They have already spent so much time in their cultivation, and they can't even maintain their human form. Drive them down the mountain like ordinary beasts. Mountain-do you really think this is a good thing?"

Hu Ke's pupils trembled, his fingers clenched subconsciously.

As an ordinary beast...

How can that work!

The boy's chest tightened and he just wanted to ask Cui Hai "what should I do?", but at this moment, a series of sharper screams erupted not far away, excited and obsessed, mostly female voices.

Hu Ke raised his head subconsciously.

In the eyes is a piece of snow-white Taoist robe, simple thick cloth, but it is as bright as the moon, and it is not stained.

The visitors are also picturesque, elegant and gentle, with a long body like a breeze and green bamboo, carrying a simple wooden box in their hands, and strolling in a leisurely courtyard.

The strange young man walked slowly to the gate of the Demon Garden, looked at Hu Ke and Cui Hai peacefully, and said slightly, "Excuse me, two fellow Taoists, who are the principals of this Demon Garden? Xu He was invited by the sixth elder Xie Ziyou. I'm here to heal these disabled little monsters."

Cui Hai: "..."

-Where's the bastard, tearing down again!

He was angry in his heart, with subconscious force in his hands, his knuckles turned white.

Hu Ke was also a little flustered.

As if he was afraid that he would soil the other party’s robes, the young man hurriedly stepped back and said in a low voice: "The chief and the chief are inside. You go straight, turn right, go through a cave, then turn left, and you see a small room. The wooden house, he is over there."

After that, Hu Ke raised his head somewhat awkwardly: "Remember to clear it? Do I need to repeat it, or I can help you lead the way?"

"No, thank you." The white-clothed youth smiled slightly, "I think the two of you seem to have something to discuss. It is disrespectful to interrupt rashly. Now...I can go alone."

Xu He carried the wooden box and stepped into the demon garden without hurries.

When he started, Hu Ke subconsciously turned sideways, leaving a gap, and recalling a light "thank you".

-And a scent of herbal medicine that seems to be absent when passing by.

For some reason, a thought suddenly flashed in Hu Ke's mind.

There are many demon races in the Demon Garden, and the smell is smelly, which is regarded as a dirty place by the vast majority of monks. Even Cui Hai and him are invited to meet in the Demon Garden.

The clothes of the man just now are so beautiful, isn't he afraid of getting stains in the Demon Garden?

"Xiao Ke?"

Hu Ke was wandering away from the sky, and answered in a daze, "Hmm", the sky in front of him flashed, suddenly showing a slightly gloomy face.

Cui Hai couldn't describe what he was feeling now.

He licked his posterior molars severely, took out the greatest patience in his life, pressed his anxious heart, raised his hand and coughed twice.

At the same time, with a wave of the folding fan, it suddenly unfolded and shook it in front of him for several times.

The fan was sprinkled with gold powder, and it was dazzling in the sun, instantly pulling Hu Ke's thoughts back.

"Is the person who just entered, really healed the little monsters?" Cui Hai asked softly.

Hu Ke was silent, but his slender brows were slightly frowned.

-The man just now is so glamorous, willing to go deep into the filthy Demon Garden, facing the stained self without any contempt, his eyes are clear, as if everything in the world is treated the same in his eyes.

How can he be a hypocritical person?

Seeing that Hu Ke's expression was slightly wrong, Cui Hai's smile was slightly stiff, and he immediately changed his tone.

"Yes, even if Xie Ziyou really asks someone to heal the little demon, can he guarantee that these little demon will not be taken away by others after they descend alive?"

Under the sun, Hu Ke's pupils trembled for a few times and raised his head in disbelief.

"They-Xie Ziyou let them go, won't they be free?" The young man's lips trembled and said in amazement, "They...will they be taken away?"

"Of course it will."

The folding fan fluttered in the palm of his hand, and Cui Hai buckled the fan with four fingers, blocking his lips.

The fan face is snow-white, thin lips are reddish, and the curved arc is full and attractive, and the pair of slender peach eyes that are exposed is more and more romantic and suave.

"Xie Ziyou is the best at obtaining demon pill for refining medicine. Many of the little demon in the demon garden are carefully selected by him. They have multiple bloodlines, or have the possibility of returning to their ancestors... In short, it will be put in the eyes of people who know the goods. It's a daughter who doesn't change. Now, he wants to drive all these monsters down the mountain, not to mention what the Sect Master and other elders think, those casual cultivators who are extremely lacking in resources, will they miss this good opportunity?"

Hu Ke was speechless for a while.

"Do you understand?" Cui Hairou said.

The situation fell under his control again, and the young man once again held up a confident and unmoving attitude, waving his profound robe lightly, and said gracefully: "The previous Xie Ziyou specially proposed to see you. I thought you were old acquaintances."

—Or there is something special that deserves to be mentioned intentionally by the elders.

But now it seems that this matter is just a whim of Xie Ziyou.

It is almost impossible to approach Xie Ziyou through him.

Cui Hai's eyes were dim, and the thick black eyelashes were swept down, and a small shadow fell, condensing the dark golden black lines in the deep eyes.

He didn't make a plan. He thought that Hu Ke had lost its effect, but he didn't expect that the little snake next to this person was actually spotted by Xie Ziyou, and even turned the dragon and the phoenix with it!

There are many more opportunities for such close contact than ordinary disciples.

Thinking like this, Cui Hai's smile became more gentle.

He stepped forward and quickly swept over Hu Ke's shoulders that leaned back subconsciously. His handsome face was instantly magnified in the surprised eyes of the young man, and his voice was soft, almost bewildering: "Since Xie Ziyou has no old feelings for you, why are you still? Want to hesitate?"

"Your friend, that poor little snake monster, don't you want to help him out of the sea of ​​suffering?"

Hu Ke's light-colored pupils shrank slightly, his face showed the color of struggle, his calves trembled slightly, and he staggered back half a step.

But Cui Hai was holding on to it.

Cui Hai stepped forward again, half seductive and half forced: "You understand your friend's temperament, but he is a person who likes Longyang by nature?"

"Do not…"

"Yes! It must be that Xie Ziyou threatened him with threats and even threatened him with your safety. Your friend was forced to be helpless, so he was humiliated!"

"can…"

"So far, what are you still hesitating? I have something here. You tell your friend to put Xie Ziyou's tea in it, and persuade him to drink it, and you will surely save him from the sea of ​​suffering!"

With a louder voice, Cui Hai knew that the critical moment to persuade Hu Ke had come, so he used his talent to the fullest, gold patterns in his eyes surging, and the tails of his eyes were red, vaguely sketching out the pattern of a charming little fox .

He didn't blink, staring at Hu Ke's eyes.

But for some reason, this time, the boy was not bewitched by him, instead he was full of panic, struggling all the way back.

"Actually..." Hu Ke tried to speak again.

Cui Hai didn't want to hear his retort, and shouted loudly: "Do you really care about your friend? If so, you should give this thing to him, and everything after that is up to him!"

"...What is it for me?"

A faint unpleasant sound floated from behind, like a thunderbolt, deafening.

Cui Hai seemed to be held on the spot by the anchoring talisman, his figure stiff, his back tightened into a straight line.

Sha Sha's footsteps moved from far to near, and finally stopped one foot away from the Demon Garden.

"Brother Cui," Hu Ke lowered his head apologetically, and said in a low voice, "I wanted to tell you a long time ago, but you never let me say..."

Cui Hai looked pale.

He pursed his lips and turned around slowly—

Two teenagers stood behind him.

One person is an angry horse in fresh clothes, with a delicate appearance, beautiful peach eyes slightly squinted, and staring at him dissatisfied; the other person is dressed in black clothes and is energetic, with long black hair **** behind his head, and a smile in his light gray pupils. With his left hand hanging on his side, he calmly pulled the other person's wrist.

A long silence.

The breeze lifted the black long sleeves, and the dark golden black lines on them were still bright and luxurious, but the people who were covered by the black lines showed a sad expression, slowly lowered their heads, and said in a deep voice: "...Elder Xie."

It was Xie Ziyou and Xie Heng who came here.

"What do you have to put in my tea? Bring it, let me see."

Xie Ziyou raised his eyebrows, stepping forward involuntarily, gathering the wind with his five fingers, and hitting Cui Hai's right hand.

Cui Hai looked struggling, a fierce flash flashed under his eyes, he raised his head quickly, and stuffed the pill in his mouth!

"Guru!"

The clear swallowing sound reached everyone's ears, and all of them were taken aback.

Cui Hai was choked by the pills and coughed again and again, and water flashed in his eyes.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

He coughed heartily and laughed up to the sky, letting the grayish color climb on Yuyu's cheeks.

Bloodstains gradually dripped from the nose and ears.

The blood color was scarlet, and immediately turned into a black-brown color after contact with the air, and it was full of death.

"Xie Ziyou, you don't want to ask me to track down the people behind me!"

The young man laughed wildly near death, almost twitching, panting violently and shouted: "I, we, will kill all the people in this world who have killed the demon race. You...you will have retribution after all..."

"whispering sound."

Xie Ziyou lowered his eyes slightly, blocking the look in his eyes, and muttered a few words in a low voice.

Cui Hai gradually paled in front of him, no light and shadow were seen, and blood was blocked in his ears. He could only vaguely hear the inexplicable words "original", "points", and "enough"...

The next second, his head was lifted.

A large amount of liquid was poured into his mouth involuntarily, the momentum was too strong, and Cui Hai's eyes rolled white.

There is a sweet fragrance in the mouth, like the fragrance of fruit.

…No, it's not right.

Cui Hai thought blankly, isn't this medicine killing instantly?

Why am I not dead yet?

…Not only is it not dead, it is getting brighter and brighter in front of you, and the voice in your ears is getting clearer?

Fuck, my cultivation base seems to have gone up a bit?

What the hell-is it poison or elixir!