I’ve Led the Villain Astray, How Do I Fix It?

"Hmph, little baby, you know a lot, but I really underestimate you." The kind expression on the old man's face disappeared instantly, revealing a hideous smile.

He looked at Xu Zirong arrogantly: "Little baby, in front of Ben Daojun, you have no power to fight back. However, I have a good impression of your brother. You can kill yourself, and I will reluctantly leave you all dead."

Xu Ziyan was stunned as he watched this 'extraordinary master' perform the stunt that instantly changed his face, and then he even brazenly forced them to commit suicide.

Could it be... did he think they were all fools? Even if he calls himself Wuyuan Daojun, he must be the real Yuanying Daojun, right? He had seen the coercion of his master. Although the old man in front of him looked at the immortal style, he looked very powerful, but he did not have the momentum that Yuan Ying Daojun should have.

To be honest, Xu Ziyan has always felt that in this world of self-cultivation, the big fist is the last word. Unless there is any special purpose, a Yuan Ying Daojun wants to crush the four little monks to death, but he just moves his fingers. thing.

But not only did the other party not do anything, but instead ran on them with words. Does this mean that the other party doesn't have a clue in his heart?

"Oh, what a big breath, I'm really not afraid of the wind flashing my tongue." Jiang Ying said disdainfully.

The old man looked sharp: "This old man has lived here for so long, how can you dolls see through? I kindly wanted to leave you with a whole corpse, but I didn't expect that you would not appreciate it. Anyway, it seems that you are You're going to force me to do it!"

The old man's tone was sharp and his aura was fierce, but Xu Ziyan had a stern feeling when he heard it...

Strange, I suddenly remembered what happened to Qiu Qianzhang's swelling? ? ? _(:3∠)_

Perhaps it was this anachronistic association that made Xu Ziyan burst into laughter. The atmosphere that was originally tense because of this sneer suddenly turned very weird, and the old man's face also turned green and white, which made Xu Ziyan look interesting.

Xu Zirong smiled coldly: "Stop talking nonsense, and see the real chapter under your hands!" Before he could finish the words, four thick blood vines suddenly emerged from the old man's side, crackling and bursting, dispersing a blood mist.

The old man was trapped in the center, and he quickly sacrificed a bell-shaped magic weapon to firmly protect his body.

Xu Zirong raised his brows slightly, flicked his fingertips, and a drop of blue blood essence shot out. After entering the blood mist, a large amount of blood mist began to boil, as if receiving some kind of suction, towards the drop of blue essence. Blood swarmed.

The thick blood mist soon wrapped the blood essence, and the blood mist surrounding the old man also began to thin. But the old man did not relax his vigilance because of this change, instead he continued to release various spells on the blood essence.

It's a pity that all the attacks he released were blocked by the thick blood mist on the periphery, and the missing parts were filled again by the blood mist coming from the surrounding.

Seeing that his attack was ineffective, the old man did not dare to waste his spiritual power. After all, his spiritual power was also limited, and it was impossible to waste it endlessly.

"Roar!" In the thick blood fog, an angry beast roar suddenly emerged, and then the surrounding blood fog faded away, and the huge red lava lizards emerged from the blood fog.

However, this flaming lizard is completely different from the ones they encountered in the Demon Realm. Although this flaming lizard has a similar shape, it can be seen that his body is made of blood, and it radiates from the whole body. A heavy bloody smell.

"Roar!" Contrary to everyone's expectations, Pink Hair, who had been squatting on Xu Zirong's shoulder, suddenly let out a roar. The huge fire lizard turned its head and shrank its neck, making a few low voices, indicating that The idea of ​​surrender.

Everyone, including the old man, was stunned, only Xue Tuan yawned lazily and glanced at Pink Hair. A small eye is a small eye, isn't it just a blood beast, although the sound was a bit provocative, but it was not aimed at you, why are you so excited?

Pink Mao seemed to be satisfied with the surrender of the blood beast, and roared again in a low voice. The fire rock lizard blood beast suddenly seemed to have been beaten with blood. He shook his head and shook his tail excitedly, and slammed towards the old man. past.

The old man had already raised his vigilance against this weird blood beast, and the bell-shaped protective shield that was protecting him was stimulated to the strongest by him, but even so, the attack power of this blood beast shocked him a lot. With one bite, it bit through the bell shield.

The small brass bell suddenly fell from the old man's head and became dull.

"Roar!" The blood beast raised its head proudly, and shouted at Jairui.

Fen Mao waved his claws lazily, got a carrot from somewhere, and continued to chew it.

Xu Zirong frowned slightly, looking at the blood beast with extremely dangerous eyes.

The blood beast also seemed to sense the threatening gaze of its owner, and hurriedly shrugged, venting all its anger on the old man.

The old man's small brass bell was destroyed and could no longer be used for a short time, but he had no other magic weapon in his hand, so he had to copy out a short shovel and fight with the blood beast.

The old man is not good at attacking, he is more proficient in various illusions and poisons. But will the blood beast formed by the fusion of blood be affected by illusion? Even poison is useless!

The old man felt bitter in his heart. He had been hiding in this sea of ​​bamboo for more than two hundred years in order to cultivate this flower of weeping blood and resentment. For more than two hundred years, in order to prevent others from being discovered, he only dared to catch some ordinary people to torture them. Such resentful spirits are not strong, and their ability to nourish resentment flowers is also limited. Occasionally, if he is lucky, he can also rely on his appearance. , to deceive one or two young monks who are not deep in the world, but

Who would have thought that this time, the boat capsized in the gutter, not only was someone broke into his hometown, but the opponent's strength was so tyrannical.

To say that the old man's luck is really bad, these two days are just the flowering period of the flower of the weeping blood and resentment. As long as these two days have passed, the flower can be picked, but who knows that he is so unlucky, hiding in There can be disasters in the family.

The blood beast bared its teeth and waved its claws, leaving bloodstains one after another on the old man's body, and a little blood would flow out from each bloodstain. Originally, such an injury would heal quickly on the cultivator, and there was no need to deal with it at all, so the old man didn't care too much, but in fact, those seemingly small wounds were flowing blood continuously, and even the wounds were still alive. There is an intensifying trend.

The blood that flowed out turned into blood mist little by little, and merged into the body of the blood beast. When the old man realized that something was wrong, he had lost most of the blood in his body and began to shake.

"Roar!" The blood beast was suddenly refreshed. Taking advantage of the chance of the old man losing too much blood and becoming dizzy, he opened his mouth and spat out a blood bullet. The blood bullet hit the old man and immediately turned into a blood net, tying the old man in it. .

His spiritual power was almost exhausted, and most of the blood in his body was drained. The old man's face was pale and his expression was bleak. He glanced at Xu Zirong in a daze, and then passed out.

"Why didn't you kill him?" Xu Ziyan asked strangely.

Xu Zirong took the elder brother on his back into his arms, and said softly, "When I'm picking the flowers of Weeping Blood and Resentful Soul in a while, I still need a fresh soul, so use his."

Xu Ziyan didn't know what expression to use to face Xu Zirong. Being hugged by the princess again made him very annoyed, but what Xu Zirong said was extremely serious.

Helpless, he could only continue to keep his face blank.

"The flower is about to bloom. Throw him under the flower root. Be careful not to get too close." Xu Zirong rudely instructed Jiang Ying to work as a coolie.

Jiang Ying had no complaints, and neatly threw the old man under the Weeping Blood and Resentful Soul Flower, and then quickly fled there.

Not only is the name scary, but the way he eats is also very terrifying. The old man wanted to trick Xu Zirong to be next to the Flower of Weeping Blood, but it was because he wanted to use this flower to kill him. .

It's a pity that Xu Zirong is familiar with the habits of this flower, so how could he be fooled? From beginning to end, he never got within three steps of that flower.

The swaying purple flower seemed to sense the old man, and began to slowly extend a chopstick-thick root system from the ground. The root system climbed along the old man's neck, extending all the way under his nose. A black thorn suddenly appeared from the top of the root system, followed by a sudden drill of the root system, and it drilled into the old man's nostril.

The comatose old man suddenly trembled, and his whole body twitched violently. Soon, some red, red and white things flowed out of his nostrils, and were all absorbed by those tiny differences growing on the thin ones.

Xu Ziyan frowned. He had also heard the name of the Flower of Weeping Blood and Resentful Soul, but he didn't expect this thing to be so disgusting when it was eaten.

The old man's convulsions soon stopped, and the body immediately under his clothes began to shrink at a speed visible to the naked eye. The muscles, bones, and internal organs under his skin all melted away, leaving only a thin layer of human skin.

Only the head of the old man did not melt, but the whiskers continued to extend from the nostrils to the head of the old man.

"It's disgusting." Fang Tianrui's two thick eyebrows were already twisted into a ball. As the heir of the Fang family, he has also experienced many large and small experiences, but due to the environment, he has no chance to come into contact with this very rare plant.

When he saw this flower, he was still amazed, and even wondered if he should collect one for his cousins, but now seeing the scene of the flower eating, he resolutely put the thought aside. behind the head.

Not to mention that this thing needs to be supported by humans, even if it only needs animals, if such a disgusting way of eating is seen by my own group of cousins, it will definitely scare them away from going out for half a month.

Sighing slightly, Fang Tianrui was also a little depressed. The four people present, except for him, all had a calm expression on their faces, and there was no discomfort at all for such a scene. I couldn't help laughing at myself. Sure enough, the people who came out of the small place were ignorant.

"What's wrong? Not feeling well?" Jiang Ying had been standing by Fang Tianrui's side the whole time, and naturally noticed his loss.

"It's nothing." Fang Tianrui's personality is old-fashioned but tenacious. The gap caused by this environment will not make him retreat, but arouse a rare competitive spirit.

They were all from Wuti City, so there was no reason why Jiang Ying could adapt to the environment so quickly, but he couldn't.

"I've always been by your side." Jiang Ying didn't say much, Fang Tianrui was not the kind of character who was used to relying on others. Having been cultivated as the heir of the Fang family for so many years, he has already developed his independent characteristics. Maybe sometimes, he lacks ruthlessness in dealing with others, but those things are good for him to do. The only thing he needs is Fang Tianrui to stay by his side all the time, because only this person can stop the fall to the devil's way.

Fang Tianrui did not respond to Jiang Ying's oath-like words, but the expression he looked at Jiang Ying changed a bit.

Most of the time, Fang Tianrui doesn't like those useless words, because no matter how much they say, it's just another matter to overthrow them. He has long been accustomed to using facts to prove his will, which naturally includes the relationship between him and Jiang Ying.

This little episode between Fang Tianrui and Jiang Ying, and

It did not interfere with the eating of Weeping Blood and Resentful Soul Flower.

The old man's body completely turned into a human skin, and after sticking to the ground, the purple flowers of Weeping Blood Resentment Flower began to wither, and petals fell to the ground one after another.

Xu Zirong hugged her brother and carefully collected all the petals, not even the dry core of the last flower.

These are rare materials for the cultivators of the demonic path. Although there is no market among the cultivators of the righteous path, if there is a chance to go to those gray areas, it would be better to trade with the cultivators.

After the purple flowers withered, a purple-black flower grew on the head of the old man at the Baihui Point, and a gorgeous purple flower bloomed again at the top of the old man, but this time, the flower was only a flash in the pan. Dissipated, leaving behind a turquoise fruit in the center of the flower.

The moment the fruit appeared, the old man's head also began to melt. When the fruit grew to the size of a child's fist, the old man's head was only left with a thin layer of skin, sticking to the ground.

Seeing the green fruit, Xu Zirong let out a faint sigh and reached out to pick it off.

As soon as the fruit was picked, the remaining flower roots were quickly pulverized, and when the wind blew, they swayed without a trace.

"Brother..." Xu Zirong lowered his head with the fruit and looked at Xu Ziyan.

Xu Ziyan was shocked, and immediately understood what the other party meant, and couldn't help roaring loudly: "Xu Zirong, you little brat, you dare to give me that thing to eat, and I won't beat you to death!!"

Xu Zirong:  …

Jiang Ying and Fang Tianrui: ...I really want to insert myself into my ears, what should I do! ! ! qaq

"Okay." Realizing that Xu Ziyan was definitely not joking, Xu Zirong had no choice but to hand the fruit to Jiang Ying angrily.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Ying also refused, and the reason for the refusal was actually worried that if he ate that thing, Fang Tianrui would not be close to him in his life.

No matter how good that thing is, it still grows after eating people. If you don't see it, it's fine, but they all saw with their own eyes how the weeping blood and resentment flower 'eaten' the old man.

In addition, this flower has devoured the resentful souls of countless people before, no matter how powerful the fruit is, he does not want to eat it.

Xu Zirong put away the Resentful Soul Fruit with a speechless expression. Although the way this thing grows is a little disgusting, it is a real life-saving product. Once you eat this resentful soul fruit, you can grow a similar fruit in your dantian. When the cultivator dies, this fruit can hold the cultivator's soul for at least three months. Moreover, at the moment when the monk dies, this fruit can be transferred out randomly.

As long as the soul is immortal, the monk is not considered dead, and it is only a matter of time to find a mortal with better spiritual roots to seize the house and cultivate.

If this kind of thing were born, it would definitely cause countless scrambles for magic cultivators, but among the four of them, no one wanted it.

"Forget it, keep it and exchange it for something else later." Xu Ziyan was helpless, he didn't know it was a good thing, but he saw the origin of this fruit with his own eyes, and then let him eat it, it was really kind He is actually eating the illusion of people.

However, this kind of good thing has already grown, and naturally it cannot be wasted. Xu Ziyan refuses to eat it, but it is still acceptable to exchange it for something.

The group of four quickly broke through the magic formation near the hut under the guidance of Xu Zirong. The old man was indeed quite accomplished in the phantom formation. No one would have imagined that this beautiful scenery was all constructed by the phantom formation.

Weeping Blood Wraith Flower not only needs to be nourished by the Wraith, but the land it grows also needs to be nourished with flesh and blood.

After the phantom formation was cracked, the scenery in front of everyone suddenly changed. The small bamboo house is still a small bamboo house, but the small courtyard has turned into a hellish scene.

The rotting corpses of countless dead people were piled up on the ground of the small courtyard. The extremely lush flowers that bloomed were the Orchid japonicas that were specially used to remove the smell of blood. Without their presence, the air here would never be so fresh.

It's a pity, no matter how good Tanxinlan's effect is, it can't compare to Xu Zirong, an expert in manipulating blood, let alone a fierce beast who likes to kill and is extremely sensitive to the smell of blood.

Danxinlan is not a precious plant, so Xu Zirong simply set the whole courtyard on fire with a torch.

The formations here are all centered on the old man's log cabin, destroying the log cabin and immediately revealing the surrounding environment of the bamboo forest.

The old man didn't lie at all, he really lived in a place off the beaten track. At least Xu Ziyan looked around, but he didn't find the slightest sign of people.

"What should I do?" Xu Ziyan was helpless. Surrounded by mountains, it is impossible to distinguish the south, south, north and west at all. Besides, even if they could tell the difference, they didn't know that that was the way out of this mountain range.

"This way." Xu Zirong seemed to pick a random direction, but Xu Ziyan didn't object. Anyway, it was all based on luck, so it would be the same for him that way.

After the battle just now, Xu Ziyan and the others became more vigilant. No one knows if there are monks around here who can pose a threat to them. After all, this old man looks kind, but he is a real demon cultivator. Generally speaking, few demon cultivators live near the righteous monks.

In other words, what they are now in is likely to be the part of the territory controlled by the magic cultivator.

In the Xuanyu Domain, the strength of the demon cultivator is only slightly inferior to that of the righteous path.

Underneath, the fighting between each other has never stopped.

The most talented people among the righteous monks like them will also be attacked by the magic cultivators, so unless they want to court death, they must not reveal the identity of the Streaming Light Sect.

Perhaps because of such a tacit understanding, Xu Zirong spontaneously changed his brother's clothes and replaced his robe with the dark lines of the Liuguang Sect embroidered on him.

In this regard, Xu Ziyan expressed great indignation, thinking that he only had to take off his robe, so why did Xu Zirong even take off his obscene clothes!

"Brother, our obscene clothes are all distributed by the sect, in case there are dark lines on them." Xu Zirong stripped off Xu Ziyan's last piece of clothing with a straight face.

Xu Ziyan's heart was running wild, which sect would be so boring, and draw dark lines on the underwear! Isn't this a pervert!

Besides, even if there are dark lines on it, those magic cultivators have no see-through eyes, and they will never see the patterns on the inner robes through the outer robe! ! !

Don't think I didn't see the excited eyes and rapid breathing of you little brat as you undress me! I just don't have the face to say it! ! !

_(:3∠)_

Emma's day is really bad! Since Xu Ziyan was unable to move, almost all of his body was touched by Xu Zirong. The most terrifying thing is that Xu Zirong has become more and more undisguised these past few times, and even once he vaguely felt the touch of a warm stick sticking to his butt...

He couldn't explain such things in words at all. In short, he was going to be hurt internally.

The only thing that is fortunate is that Xu Zirong hasn't madly come to an overlord to force his bow, and he is doing this to him while he is powerless to resist... But Xu Ziyan still doesn't feel any light.

He was also a man, how could he not know that such patience would not last long, Xu Zirong's eyes already showed that he was about to reach the limit, Xu Ziyan now only hoped that he could endure until the day when he returned to normal.

In this way, with his Pulse Condensation Stage strength, even if Xu Zirong couldn't bear it any longer, he could 'help' him to endure it - although it was a bit cruel to do so. _(:3∠)_

The author has something to say: my brother's pp is getting more and more dangerous...

Jiang Ying: Will she be killed when she sees the shameless side of Bingmei's owner in the future? qaq

Fang Tianrui: Angry! Look at the good host you choose! I even saw it!

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