Quick Travel: Please hold on to the villain Black Moonlight script

Chu Ge was concentrating on fighting against Zhao Xuan, and Zhao Xuan's distraction determined the outcome of the battle.

His gaze was focused on Zhao Xuan's slightly paused sword, his eyes sharp.

Seizing the opportunity when Zhao Xuan made a tiny mistake, Chu Ge acted decisively and killed him with one strike.

As the long sword in his hand slashed across sharply, again and again, these sword moves seemed ordinary and did not seem to have much killing power.

In fact, every move is a disguise that seems weak and powerless.

Zhao Xuan can dodge easily, but it doesn't mean he can dodge every time. Chu Ge is not like those who are high and mighty. Their minds are not on cultivation, but on comparing with others and thinking about how to increase the food bucket of believers.

His moves were like a dense net, one move after another, he looked three steps ahead before taking one step, and he had a backup plan behind every move.

Zhao Xuan was defeated by Chu Ge because of his counter-attack, with the sharp sword blade pointed at his chest.

"You lose." Chu Ge's tone was extremely calm.

It was so calm that it seemed as if he was just stating a fact, without the need for any fluctuations.

The red headband that Zhao Xuan tied up her hair swayed with her movements, and the arc of the swing was like a winding line, which made people unable to take their eyes away, "......"

Damn, this Chu Ge is so difficult to deal with!

"Can I discuss this with you?"

Chu Ge answered decisively, "No."

"..."

Not only was Zhao Xuan defeated by Chu Ge, he also took him to his own residence.

The place where Chu Ge lives is completely different from where most gods in the divine world live. There is no gorgeous palace, only a simple wooden house.

The wooden house was so simple, so simple that it seemed like it was built casually.

There was no plaque, and apart from a bed, there was only a white wooden bookshelf with densely packed bamboo slips on it.

Besides that, there is a table and chairs.

Chu Ge's personality can be seen from the furnishings in the house. He doesn't like luxury or being high-profile. He is an extremely low-key person.

"Is this where you live?" Zhao Xuan frowned.

No way, isn't it just copying a set of heavenly rules? Is it necessary to bring myself back to my residence and guard it personally?

Chu Ge moved his fingers, and thousands of so-called rules of the divine world turned into golden characters and appeared out of thin air in front of Zhao Xuan.

"Well, copy it." Chu Ge conjured up paper, ink, pen and inkstone out of thin air and they appeared on the table.

"?" Zhao Xuan coughed lightly, "Let me make it clear first, I am not very literate, and you may not be able to understand the words I copied. Don't blame me and ask me to copy them again when the time comes!"

Chu Ge hummed.

He had already looked up Zhao Xuan's background and knew that he came from the Demon Abyss.

It is normal for people who were born and raised in the Demon Abyss to be illiterate.

During this period, Zhao Xuan was not as shameless as he was later in life, and he could not help feeling a little embarrassed when faced with his poor handwriting that was about to be exposed.

Zhao Xuan was not used to others staring at him while he was copying as punishment. He always felt like he was being punished.

He instinctively wanted Chu Ge to leave so that he could copy it alone.

Chu Ge took a bamboo slip from the bookshelf. The font on the slip was ancient and even ordinary people could not understand it.

He slowly opened the bamboo slips and said calmly, "I won't look at you."

He seemed to have the ability to read Zhao Xuan's mind and could guess what he was really thinking when he was ashamed.

Chu Ge waved his hand and a bamboo chair appeared out of thin air, the kind that one could lie down on.

He sat down slowly, opened the bamboo slips in his hand, and read them while lying down.

Zhao Xuan picked up the pen, dipped it in ink, and dripped the ink onto the paper before he started writing a single word.

"I'm not a criminal. Do you really need to supervise me?"

Chu Ge responded to Zhao Xuan's sideways look with a calm voice, "I said, I won't look at it."

Zhao Xuan put down his pen after hearing this. "Since you don't plan to stare at me, wouldn't it be more convenient for you to look at the bamboo slips somewhere else?"

Chu Ge was lying on a bamboo chair, with her slender white fingers covering the bamboo slips, the bright white color forming a sharp contrast with the ancient bamboo slips.

"No change."

Zhao Xuan, "..."

"Then I won't copy it."

With a flick of his hand, he threw the pen in his hand to the ground, took a big step, and walked straight out the door.

But when he reached the door, he couldn't move forward another step.

It seemed as if something was blocking him.

Zhao Xuan glanced accurately at Chu Ge who was reading a book leisurely on the side. When Zhao Xuan walked away, he didn't even raise his head.

"Untie!"

There were only him and Chu Ge in the room. If he didn't set the ban, then it could only be Chu Ge!

Chu Ge reminded calmly, "You should copy it a hundred times, otherwise, the restriction of this door will not be unlocked."

Zhao Xuan took a deep breath, suppressing his temper that wanted to tear down the house, and could only go back to his seat, pick up the pen and start writing.

Chu Ge didn't mind that his handwriting hurt his eyes, so what else should he mind?

Zhao Xuan didn't recognize many of these characters and could only copy them.

In his opinion, the entire divine world is in conflict with him!

Nothing good happens after ascension!

With the idea of ​​finishing the work as soon as possible, Zhao Xuan quickly picked up his pen and started copying.

But in reality, there are too many Heavenly Rules, and there are almost ten thousand words in one reading.

After reading it a hundred times, it would be millions of words!

When he copied it for the third time, Chu Ge suddenly reminded him, "Two strokes are missing from the character."

Zhao Xuan, who was just copying the lesson that one should not descend to the mortal world without a reason, or use magic to hurt others without a reason, felt guilty instinctively after being reminded by this cold voice.

He took advantage of how ugly his handwriting was and wrote it so smoothly that it looked like uppercase cursive script.

Not only that, the characters are also shortened as much as possible, always with one or two strokes less.

Being suddenly exposed, Zhao Xuan instinctively raised his hand to cover the copied paper.

The emotions at this moment are complicated, half shame and half anger.

"?"

Zhao Xuan turned around and said, "Didn't you say you didn't want to watch it?"

Chu Ge was not angry at Zhao Xuan's defensive look, but calmly stated the facts, "I just changed the bamboo slips and took a look at it."

Zhao Xuan chuckled and did not believe Chu Ge's words. He thought that Chu Ge was just like the other gods and looked down on him.

Even though Chu Ge's attitude towards him has been pretty good since they met, Zhao Xuan firmly believes that the gods are one and the same, and that he is an outsider of the entire race.

"Oh."

Although he answered like this, his eyes showed a look of "Do you think I'm a fool and will believe you?"

Chu Ge ignored Zhao Xuan's resistance and changed the subject, telling the truth, "Your handwriting...is indeed a bit ugly."

Zhao Xuan became angry and embarrassed when he heard this. He covered his ears even tighter with the paper, and his ears quickly became hot and red.

"What's wrong with being ugly? I didn't let you see it!"

Chu Ge paused for a moment on Zhao Xuan's embarrassed and angry expression, and added slowly, "After you copy these, you need to check them for me."

Zhao Xuan, "......" Get out!