I overturned the car after being scumbag

Chapter 2

The wind blew for a moment, shaking the whole field.

The sword light came so fast that Jiang Yuanhan was a little surprised.

He turned his head and glanced at the flying sword in the demon mother's eyeballs. He didn't know where it came from, and with a sudden impulse, he raised his hand and grabbed the flying sword that didn't belong to him.

His weapon is curled up and is useless, but there is a sharp blade in front of him, and the sword in his hand has a reassuring weight.

It is inevitable that the demons will be a little willful, let alone a demon king like him who has been famous for a long time.His casual and combative character is almost engraved in his bones, he acts recklessly and has no rules.

This flying sword is imprinted with someone else's breath, and there is a frosty coldness in the hand.He drew his sword out, his palms burning hot.

The sword didn't stay in his hand either, almost the next moment he controlled the sword, the sword edge caught the demon mother's mad claw.

Jiang Yuanhan was shocked back half a step, and blocked with his horizontal sword. Under the strong friction, sparks flew in front of his eyes.

The bursting electric fire almost hit his eyes, and just before the color of Jiang Yuanhan's eyes changed, more flying swords came like a waterfall.

Thousands of swords spread across the sky, the golden light shone brightly, and the sky was full of splendor.

The sword net was like weaving, and it covered the top with a cold killing intent.With a twist of Jiang Yuanhan's wrist, the sharpness and vigor were thrown out of his hand, and in conjunction with the sword net that fell from his head, the huge demon mother was suddenly shattered.

In the blink of an eye, both body and spirit are destroyed.

There was no expression on Jiang Yuanhan's face under the mask, but the fighting spirit in his blood was already burning. He loosened the fingers holding the sword, and was burned by the temperature that Feijian resisted.

Not happy.

He needs something hotter.

Just when this thought flashed by, the heart in his body suddenly beat violently, which was more vivid and boiling than his vigorous fighting spirit.

Jiang Yuanhan has never experienced this kind of feeling. He lost his defense for a moment, and his mind paused for a moment. Then, he noticed the object of this strong emotion——

In the midair where Wan Jian soared into the sky, a figure in a Taoist robe landed.

Jiang Yuanhan reached out and pressed his chest, silently examining him.

This Taoist robe is from the Xuanjian sect, and from the jade white there is a light blue color similar to jadeite.It fell on Jianxiu's straight shoulders like snow in the forest.

The other party held the sword, but did not draw it out of its sheath.The tassel on the hilt is light yellow, like a trace of early spring pulled out from a cold pine branch.As for the appearance and facial features, Jiang Yuanhan didn't look at them.

He knew this sword, it was a sword weapon from the devil world, and it was held in the hands of an upright Taoist.

Funny, with a bit of fun that makes people happy.

But what is even more gratifying is the vivid and extremely vivid reaction of this new body - if he wants to practice the secret technique of "Exploring the Heart", he must obtain the seven emotions and six desires, love, hatred, hatred, and ignorance of an object. Now, this goal It was sent to him consciously.

He had found something hotter.

Li Chengshuang also noticed the masked person.

It's just that the disciples of the Xuanjian sect whose lives are hanging by a thread are more urgent.He didn't even check the demon mother's body, he first protected the heart of the seriously injured disciple, and then asked the two female cultivators to escort the disciple back.

The matter was explained quickly, and the senior sister Zhu nodded with blushing cheeks, with some thoughts visible to the naked eye, but she quickly controlled herself and took away the seriously injured male disciple with another little girl.

The sound of the wind moves the dead leaves, rustling through the forest.

Jiang Yuanhan squatted down and fiddled with the demon mother's body a few times, and heard light and steady footsteps.

This person is called Little Martial Uncle, and he must be the famous young hero of the Xuanjian Sect—one of the top [-] in the cultivation world, the head of the top ten heroes, and a master of piano and sword, peerless.

what is it call?

forget.did not remember.

The little uncle's steps stopped beside him.

Logically speaking, he should take action to collect the spoils left by the demon mother's corpse, such as alienated demon pills, remnants of treasures, or precious heart scales.

But he didn't do that.

Jiang Yuanhan has already confirmed the target from his physical reaction. He found the toy so quickly, so he is in a very good mood, so he doesn't care about giving up his part of the spoils.

But what the other party wants is not this part of the spoils.

The sword that hadn't moved a single bit when the Ten Thousand Swords weaved the web slammed, and the sharp edge containing deep demonic energy and killing intent slammed against Jiang Yuanhan's neck, and there was a bit of biting coolness to the touch.

"Who are you."

Li Chengshuang asked.

When the sword's edge touched Jiang Yuanhan's fair neck skin, a string of blood oozed out.

Feeling the pain, he retreated an inch, was bitten by the blade, and pressed against him tightly again.

The devilish energy of this sword is unimaginably heavy, and Jiang Yuanhan's fighting spirit disappeared only after hooking it.He licked his lips and turned his head to look at each other.

"You shouldn't know me."

According to that Senior Brother You, this body should have caused a lot of trouble for the little Senior Uncle.

"You're not Mo Zhi." Li Chengshuang frowned, "What are you?"

It has been separated from the category of human beings from his mouth.

Jiang Yuanhan really wanted to get closer to people: "You are ignorant, I really don't..."

Before he could finish his sentence, the Pihan sword suddenly lifted, cutting the black mask on his face.

Copper and iron are as thin as paper, and it is easy to dissolve fly ash.The sword wind rolled up the hair on Jiang Yuanhan's temples, and it suddenly floated up.

Li Chengshuang paused while holding the sword.

Jiang Yuanhan blinked, sat on the ground and raised his head, looking at the other party.

His face is rough, but even if there is only a slight resemblance, it is unparalleled in beauty, a kind of stunning beauty that is completely different from his personality and has a strong contrast.

But his aggressiveness was too strong. When he looked over with a smile in his dark eyes, tired and playful, Li Chengshuang felt that his spirit was stirred up for an instant.

"Okay." Jiang Yuanhan admitted, "I'm not."

The Pihan Sword only stopped for a moment. After receiving this acknowledgment, Li Chengshuang's murderous intent surged, as if he had confirmed that the opponent was a species that endangered the righteous way. Shock over.

Jiang Yuanhan raised his hand to block, the flying sword in his hand was shattered, and the whole person withdrew about ten feet away, but he relied on the ancient wood on the side to borrow some strength, turned around and pulled out a distance, abandoned the sword and took out the knife, two The scarlet short blade condensed out from the palm of his hand.

His movements were also very fast, and the distance he had retreated was shortened in an instant. When he fell to the ground unexpectedly, dust was stirred up on the ground.

Jiang Yuanhan hugged him, hooked his neck and rolled over a dozen times before he firmly pressed this clean-clothed hero of the righteous way under his body.

The distance between the two was close to nothing, and the blazing breath they spit out was full of fanaticism.

Li Chengshuang's sword passed through his shoulder.

The blood mist was like smoke.

But he was firmly suppressed by the monster occupying the body of "Mo Zhi" in front of him.

Jiang Yuanhan is very afraid of pain, but he likes this exchange of pain and pleasure very much.The blood blade in his hand was pressed down.

It's a place where men can't move, and if his hand is even the slightest bit unsteady, the lovely little uncle will be seriously injured and lose his children and grandchildren.

"Are you an early Yuanying?" Jiang Yuanhan asked next to his ear.

Li Chengshuang clenched the Pihan sword tightly, staring at the bloody wound on the opponent's shoulder.

"You too." He has already confirmed, "You are not afraid of death."

This is a declarative sentence.

"No." Jiang Yuanhan laughed, "I'm scared. Your hands are so heavy."

His breath was too close, the heat made Li Chengshuang frown frequently, he was very uncomfortable.

"Don't chase after me and cut it." Jiang Yuanhan said, "Mo Zhi is already dead. He was killed by a fellow sect of the Xuanjian Sect. I am not Duoshe."

"..."

He really didn't have a trace of aura about him.There is not even a trace of spiritual struggle.

"I'm here to fulfill his wish."

Li Chengshuang was not interested in this wish.

But Jiang Yuanhan still wanted to talk, he sat on the waist of the little uncle, pressing very tightly.

"His wish is to make you like him."

"Ridiculous." Li Chengshuang suppressed his anger, "The man is gone, and the same body is just useless."

"You're right." Jiang Yuanhan narrowed his eyes, looked at him and smiled, "So, it should be said, let you like me."

This is nonsense, extremely absurd and shameless.

But this shameless speaker has a peerless and beautiful face. When he said these few words with a smile, he had a power that was almost bewitching.

He has long since learned how to use his appearance.

But this time it missed.

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Li Chengshuang just wanted to kill him.

These two people have tough tempers, but they can't tell the difference in hard power.You can only sit down and have a good talk when you both run out of strength.

The sky was dark, and the forest was in a mess. There were almost no intact places, and the ancient trees were broken in the middle.

Jiang Yuanhan sat beside the little uncle, lowered his head to bandage the wound on his arm, biting one end of the bandage, and broke his heart for this new human body.

The scars on his body were messy, the old wounds hadn't healed yet, and the hanged man was still holding on. If it wasn't for the tenacity of the soul and the strong demonic energy, he probably wouldn't have been able to fight Li Chengshuang at all.

The little uncle was also beside him, no better than Jiang Yuanhan.

The two talked about "Mozhi" in detail.

The former owner of this new body was Li Chengshuang's young fellow practitioner, but his talent was limited, and his cultivation had stagnated. The Sword Sect caused a lot of trouble.

When Li Chengshuang narrated these things, his tone was indifferent, neither harsh nor tolerant, and his attitude was fair as if he had nothing to do with him.

Jiang Yuanhan didn't comment, he concentrated on bandaging his body and recovering the magic energy in the meridians.

There was a brief silence between the two.

The night was shrouded, and no one knew who lit a warm bonfire.

Jiang Yuanhan was a little sleepy by the light of the fire.

"I'm not threatening." He closed his eyes sleepily and said, "I never kill innocent people indiscriminately."

The little uncle didn't respond.

"Really." Jiang Yuanhan emphasized without credibility, "I also plan to help you clean up the demon soldiers and relieve the siege of the people under Miaoyun Mountain."

This is another interesting experiment. If the lives of sentient beings, who are as humble as ants, are really important to righteous people, this chip should have full weight.If the little uncle was just a selfish villain, he wouldn't put himself in danger because of some ordinary people.

Jiang Yuanhan has never been very hopeful about human nature, he just added casually: "The Xuanjian Party has too much to take care of itself, and it is not easy to separate one of you to visit Gu Miaoyun Mountain, even if some people die , you have this kind of heart, that's enough, right?"

How can there be so much self-sacrifice.

His eyes chased the shadow of the moonlight, counting the time in his heart, and waited silently.

The bonfire was burning, and the branches were crackling.

There was silence, and the other party still did not answer.

Jiang Yuanhan's thoughts gradually settled down, he was not surprised by this result, it's okay, it's quite normal, his experiments are often very bad...

"it is good."

Li Chengshuang said.

"Please help me."

The night wind was a bit too cold.

Jiang Yuanhan stretched out his hand and blew into the palm of his hand, closed his eyes, and felt that this kind of sleepiness was more annoying than the cold.He turned sideways, half leaned against the little uncle, and fell asleep in a blink of an eye.

There seems to be no sense of crisis at all.