The villain is a fuzzy [Transmigration Book]

Almost at the moment when he left the Tianyi Sword, a wave of demonic energy enveloped Xu Feng's soul - if there was not some sword energy left on his body to protect his body, I'm afraid he would be lost on the spot!

The demonic energy eroded his soul continuously, and the severe pain made Xu Feng's eyes darken. He obviously felt that he was getting weaker and weaker, so he had to use the little spiritual power left in his body to resist.

There was a screaming wind in his ears, and the thick black around him surged back, as if he had entered a teleportation formation again.A moment later, a red light hit Xu Feng's eyes.Before he had time to see the surrounding environment clearly, his soul suddenly tightened.

As if being bound by iron tongs and wearing a collar around his neck, Xu Feng was forced to curl up into a ball, and an extremely faint halo fell on Nightmare's hands.

The black mist has turned into a human form, and the fingers of the man in the matte black robe are pale and thin, with blue-red blood vessels all over the skin, and the sharp nails are drawn inward.He let out a long, contented sigh: "...It's really you."

"It's really hard to find a place to walk through iron shoes, and it doesn't take much effort to get here!" Nightmare's face was still covered by the black mist, his throat seemed to have been cut, and he let out a hoarse and distorted laugh, "Hahahahaha——!! You trash, you finally did one thing right! I thought you were useless except against me, but I didn’t expect you to be able to see your own kind and personally send him into my hands!!”

"Are you regretful, are you heartbroken, hahahaha!!" Nightmare's eyes were empty, and he smiled maniacally, "Aren't you very good? Haven't you always refused to give in? What's the use?! It won't be long, Everything will be destroyed because of you, and you will watch them die in front of you one by one!!!”

A sense of suffocation gushed out from his chest, and soon spread to his whole body.As if being burned by a raging fire, and then thrown into the extremely cold water, Xu Feng was in a daze and felt extremely uncomfortable. His soul was firmly held in the hands of the nightmare, and it seemed that it would shatter at any moment.

But the strange thing is that the more painful, the clearer the brain.Hearing Nightmare talking nonsense, Xu Feng's first reaction was - is he talking to me?

no it's not...

similar?What exactly is he talking about? !

"Fox, does Mu Lin know that you're back?" After a series of mutterings to himself, the eyes of the man in the foggy black robe fell on the soul in his palm again.Obviously unable to see Nightmare's eyes, Xu Feng felt that he was being targeted by a poisonous snake, "You said, you fell into my hands, what did I ask Mu Lin to do, how dare he refuse?!"

The halo in the palm of the hand flashed, and Xu Feng's soul kept trying to break through the magic barrier, but was bounced back again and again.

Seeing him struggling, Nightmare became even more proud: "You are his weakness, his life gate, as long as you are in my hands, I want Mulin to go west, but he dare not go east... Believe it or not, even if I want It is his life, and he will obey it obediently!"

Xu Feng froze, like falling into an ice cellar.

"Of course, there are some more interesting ways to play," the man in the foggy black robe thought for a while, then laughed, "For example, one life for another, your life for his life or Mu Wuqing's life... and For example, while you have no owner now, your soul will be united with me, and we will live and die together. Whoever wants to kill me must kill you first. If I die, you can't live!!!"

The magic sound pierced the ear, turning into pieces of sharp blades and piercing Xu Feng's heart.Although he has experienced the madness of the Nightmare long ago, he still felt threatened and fearful when he heard these words, and he couldn't help thinking along the Nightmare's train of thought...

If, if Mu Lin was restrained because of him, someone died because of him...

Xu Feng slowly closed his eyes - if one day, he and the Nightmare become one, he will definitely try his best to restrain the Nightmare.I would rather die with it than drag Mu Lin down!

Since there is no way to escape, it is better to save some energy, Xu Feng shrunk himself into a small ball and did not move.Seeing that there was no movement of the soul in the palm, the foggy black robe said humanely: "Why, this is unbearable? When I devour you, you will thank me."

"Become a part of me and live forever and be invincible. Isn't this much better than being a fox? Hahahahahahahahaha..."

The man in the foggy black robe smiled and tightened his five fingers, and his strength grew stronger and stronger, almost crushing Xu Feng's soul into pieces.The magic energy gathered at the fingertips, and the moment the nails were about to pierce Xu Feng's soul, Mu Lin's face flashed in Xu Feng's mind.

That moment was short and long.Countless images of the past flashed one after another, turning into flying peach blossoms and feathers, and finally fixed on the boy's face.Xu Feng's heart suddenly became peaceful. It seemed that just thinking of Mu Lin gave him endless courage, and he could even calmly face death.

The dim light remained motionless, Xu Feng thought hopelessly, this time it was really a farewell.

Silence, silence.Only the soft sound of the flowing wind indicates that time is still flowing.

Xu Feng waited for a while, but he didn't feel the devil's energy eroding him further.

He lifted his eyelids a little and looked up—the dead wood-like hand was still hanging above his head.The palm trembled slightly, and if you didn't look carefully, it seemed to be still.

This hand is very strange, it seems that it wants to tighten, but it can't be done.As if being controlled by another force, trying to suppress something, after a while, this hand was withdrawn tremblingly, and the muddy voice of Nightmare resounded above his head:

"I regret it. You... go away."

Without the restraint of the Nightmare, Xu Feng's soul regained its freedom and floated in the air.Hearing this, Xu Feng was stunned, the excessive surprise and bewilderment diluted the hatred and fear, he even forgot to run away.

"Get out!" The Nightmare roared.

Xu Feng was shocked, his soul took a few steps back, before turning around, he finally exchanged a glance with Nightmare.

The man in the black robe with a foggy face almost merged with the black mist. His face was also dark, mysterious and terrifying. When he stared at him, it was like staring into the abyss.

Although I don't know which tendon of Nightmare is cramping, or he is just playing with others.Holding the idea that one more moment is a moment, Xu Feng ran forward desperately, and soon he was exhausted, and his soul was about to disperse.

But he is so weak.Before running a few feet away, a gust of cold air struck from behind and hit the back of the heart. Xu Feng had no time to dodge, his soul hurt, and he was caught in the hands of the Nightmare again!

"..." Xu Feng was tired and hated, and said in his heart, it really is so!

How could it be possible to expect a monster with conscience to find out and let him go? !The Nightmare was clearly torturing him, like a cat teasing a dog, letting go of the prey he got, catching it again, letting it go again, giving a little hope and hitting him with despair, tortured him tirelessly, made him mentally collapse, and completely surrendered! !

Might as well give it a happy...

Xu Feng felt extremely hated, but there was nothing he could do.He thought that the Nightmare would crush his soul again, and waited for a while, but before death came, he smelled a strong smell of blood.

On the side that Xu Feng couldn't see, Nightmare held a dim light in his right hand, raised his left hand and placed it in front of the flowing black mist.The black atomized blade cut through his palm, and a stream of black blood spurted out, and the stench could hardly be concealed.The blood was originally black and viscous, but after being left for a while, the color gradually became bright red, and the stench gradually faded, dripping to the ground.

Seeing the blood gushing from his left hand, the man in the foggy black robe shrank his right hand and let go of his soul.At the same time, the tip of the index finger dabbed with blood, quickly drawing bloodstains around the soul.

His movements are too fast, dazzling.Xu Feng didn't know what Nightmare drew at all, he could only see blood curses floating around him, and he was overwhelmed by blood and fishy smell.In an instant, these strokes connected into a strange totem, and the totem shone ominously under the bloody light, like a giant beast that wanted to swallow the soul in one gulp!

"Okay, now you can get out!" After drawing the totem, there was no next move.The Nightmare paused, and said viciously, "Go to Mu Lin and tell him—this is a great gift from me."

Xu Feng's heart sank.Before he could figure out what was going on, a black mist rose from the ground, engulfing Xu Feng's soul and the totem blood curse.

His vision went dark and he lost consciousness.

The blue sea and the sky, the water and the sky are the same color.

The sea water is like a huge mirror buckled on the ground, even if there is a wind blowing, it can't make the slightest wave.The sky is sapphire blue without a trace of impurities, and white clouds are imprinted on the sea. From a distance, the whole world seems to be connected by mirror images, so beautiful that it is unreal.

In such a peaceful and distant scenery, a group of people who were out of place suddenly appeared.

They are male and female, tall or short, all dressed in uniform fairy clothes, the original spotless fairy clothes are covered with blood and dust.Boys and girls with disheveled hair, heavy steps, all panting heavily, with earthy faces, walked step by step towards the fairy gate on the top of the mountain.

The one waiting at the stone gate was not the green-robed sword boy, but the master of the blue sea and the sky—the master swordsmith, Yi Shu.

Yi Shu had a cute baby face, and he would always smile with two small canine teeth, but at this moment, he looked serious, holding the sword in his hand tightly, and said to them: "How is it? Did you find it?"

Taking a closer look, it seemed that one person was missing.

"What about Ah Lin?"

Everyone shook their heads and remained silent.In the end, Huo Ling said, "No...he's on my back."

When they got closer, Yi Shu realized that there was someone on Huo Ling's back.The boy should have been as tall as Huo Ling, but now Huo Ling was carrying him on his back, his head drooped weakly, and his body was blocked by Huo Ling, so Yi Shu didn't notice.

They talked aloud, but Mu Lin didn't notice it, being supported by Huo Ling, he seemed to be asleep.

Yi Shu hurriedly stepped forward, stretched out his hand to feel Mu Lin's pulse: "What's wrong with him?!"

The blood and sweat on his forehead were mixed. Although Huo Ling looked embarrassed, his expression was calm and terrifying: "I didn't close my eyes for three days and three nights, and I was injured again. My spiritual power was exhausted and I passed out."

A moment of silence.

That day they fell into the Seven Kills Formation, and everyone tried the Four Swords Combination for the first time, but they were used by the Nightmare Demon. The mustard seeds hanging on Mu Lin's chest were shattered, and the Heavenly Will Sword was swept away by the black mist... After the illusionary formation was broken , Mu Lin immediately sensed that something was wrong, and rushed to the blue sea and sky with everyone.

He seemed to have a very bad premonition, with a white face, he almost stumbled into the stone gate.When he saw Yi Shu, he ignored his etiquette and demeanor, pulled him and asked, "Uncle Biao... is there a soul around this sword?"

The Tianyi Sword was forged by Yi Shu himself, so he naturally has a secret method to explore the soul.The spell was not complicated, and it came to fruition very quickly. No matter how much he couldn't bear it, Yi Shu had to tell Mu Lin truthfully: "Sorry... I couldn't find any signs of the existence of souls."

Mu Lin immediately shook his figure, his face turned pale.

Later, Mu Lin left Yu Jian without saying a word, rushed back to the ambush of the Seven Killing Formation again, and searched for Xu Feng's soul like crazy for three days.

There was a problem with the teleportation array connecting Wuji Sword Sect and Bihaichangkong, and a steady stream of monsters were sent to Bihaichangkong.Yi Shu couldn't leave for a while, so he had to let the group of children go to find the soul first.

Everyone didn't say it in their hearts, but they all knew that Xu Feng's soul was probably taken away by the Nightmare.The situation is not optimistic. Afeng fell into the hands of the Nightmare and may be tortured. The Nightmare will definitely threaten them with Afeng as a hostage, and even do even more terrible things...

There are all kinds of speculations, but they can't say anything, and they can't say it.Although I don't know why Nightmare can perceive Afeng's soul, but the fact is that at present, except Tianyi Sword, Sirius, Yi Shu and Nightmare, others can't perceive Xu Feng at all.They can only try their best to track the nightmare, and guess the location of Afeng's soul by looking for the traces of the nightmare...

In the past three days, the Nightmare Demon did not appear, and everyone found nothing.Mu Lin was exhausted physically and mentally, and finally couldn't hold on anymore and passed out. Mu Yixing, He Li, and Huo Ling took turns carrying Mu Lin all the way, and rushed back to the blue sea and sky to let Mu Lin recover from his injuries.

Yi Shu led the crowd to a guest room.Qi Muyue and Qi Shuiyan stayed outside the door, the teenagers walked into the room, Huo Ling put Mu Lin on the bed, He Li took out a new mustard seed and put it on Mu Lin's wrist, Mu and his party helped him take off his outer robe, leaving only his inner garment, Huo Cai and the others quickly arranged the pillows and tucked in the bedding... Yi Shu sat by the bed, held Mu Lin's hand, and sent him spiritual power to heal his injuries.

After everyone was busy, they made sure that Mu Lin was fine for the time being, and then they exited lightly.

Mu Lin was the only one left in the room.

He didn't sleep well, his face was gray, his brows were tightly frowned, forming a shallow "Chuan".His breathing was heavy and rapid, his chest heaved up and down, as if he had fallen into a nightmare.

It was still the same dream—his little fox fell ill and couldn't wake up no matter how he woke it up.Holding a sleeping body in his arms, he went to heaven and earth to search for the elixir to cure him, but was disappointed and desperate again and again, so that his heart was ashamed...

This dream is like a vicious curse. From the first time it appeared, it foreshadowed his farewell with Afeng.After Afeng died, he tortured him day after day, and there was no peace...

After several hours like this, Mu Lin suddenly woke up!

"Bang—" he sat up with a bullet.Cold sweat covered his face and body, and his hair was wet and stuck to his neck, making him very uncomfortable.As if a drowning person encountered air, Mu Lin breathed heavily, and it took him a long time to recover.

He raised his hand, felt a wet palm, then glanced down, fixed on the mustard seed on his wrist.

Mu Lin sat blankly on the bed, dazed for a long time, before stretching out his hand to turn the mustard seeds.His fingertips were still trembling, a burst of white light came out from the mustard seed, and Mu Lin fished out two things from it——

Little Fox, Heavenly Sword.

He pinned the Heavenly Will Sword to his waist, and the scabbard was close to his heart.The fiery red ball was hugged by his hands, and after a while of hugging quietly, Mu Lin's eyes gradually turned red.

The hand covering the little fox's fur moved, and the furry body blurred in the white light, turning into a young man in red.Mu Lin grabbed the boy's waist and gently brought him into his arms.

They lay on their sides, facing each other, their foreheads touching and the tips of their noses touching.The boy's skin was cold, his eyelids were closed, his whole body was weak, without a trace of life.Although the person on the opposite side couldn't give any response, Mu Lin felt a little comforted by such an intimate posture.

He stuck closer to the boy, as if he wanted to rub him into his body.

With a little peace of mind, Mu Lin was really tired, and fell asleep again in a daze.

What he didn't know was that, in the deep sleep, the room suddenly became bright red.Flowing red awns come in from the eaves, window lattices, and door cracks, like small streams, converging into a red lake.

The red light kept tightening, shrunk into a ball, seemed to find the right direction, and slammed into the boy in Mu Lin's arms——

The dense blood curses were engraved on the young man's body, and it was very strange that they flickered on and off.An unknown totem was imprinted on his forehead, flickered for a moment, and then disappeared.

In a moment, as if it had never appeared before, the red light dissipated.A mass of warm white light appeared in the young man's spiritual heart.

This movement was not small, and Mu Lin was awakened again, blinking his eyes uncomfortably.

When he woke up, the room was back to normal.Excessive fatigue made Mu Lin's spirit slack, and he didn't notice any abnormalities except for the boy and the Tianyi sword in front of him.

His heartbeat finally calmed down, and when he saw the young man in front of him, it started to tingle again.Throat rolled a few times, swallowed a mouthful of bitterness, Mu Lin tightened his arms, and hugged the boy in red even tighter.

"Afeng..." Mu Lin's eyes were burning, he lowered his head slightly, and kissed the young man's lips lightly.

One touch and release.

The lips of the two just touched, and Mu Lin moved away.

The next moment, a hand suddenly lifted up, circled around the back of his head, and pressed down on his head!