When the villain falls in love with the male lead [Transmigration Book]

He looked at Lan Jue in the distance, and suddenly remembered that this person looked a bit like a junior in his company. He was born in a draft, and he was tepid. He had met a few times in the company occasionally, and he didn't have a deep impression.

Like, it's called Blue Desire?

He didn't think about it, the game had already started.

But, to his surprise, the game here is not quite the same as in the novel.

He remembered that in the novel, only Qiao Yu lost in Qingyun Peak, and the other three won, and they won beautifully, enough to crush Yuxiamen, making Feiyu feel very dishonored.

However, after the first two games were over, with one win and one loss, it was time for Lan Jue and Jiang Huaiyu to play against each other.

In the novel, at this time, Jiang Huaiyu had already awakened the blood of the demon clan, and the Lan Jue he was beating had no power to fight back. But now, Jiang Huaiyu had not yet awakened the blood, so it was a little difficult to beat Lan Jue. At the end of the fight, when the time came, the two fought to a draw .

Fei Yu looked at Lan Jue with hatred, and after Lan Jue got off the stage, he stood respectfully and stood next to Fei Yu's scolding.

Panting, Jiang Huaiyu ran back, wiped the sweat off his face, and said to Ji Langyue, "Master, my apprentice didn't embarrass you, right?"

Jiang Huaiyu has only been in the game for a month, and he is able to fight Lan Jue evenly. Although Lan Jue deliberately let her go, this result is already very good.

Ji Langyue looked into Huaiyu's shining eyes, wiped the sweat from her forehead with a smile, and said with a smile, "No, Huaiyu is very powerful."

"It's a pity that brother Lan Yu got scolded."

Jiang Huaiyu looked worriedly at Lan Jue who was not far away, only to see that Feiyu hadn't been severely punished after all, so Lan Jue retreated to his disciples, and now also took a look at this side.

Jiang Huaiyu smiled sweetly at him and said thank you in spoken words.

Lan Jue looked away, blushing slightly.

Ji Langyue didn't see the two young men's eye contact, his eyes were all on Cen Jin.

The last match was Cen Jin's match.

This game is very important, whether he wins or loses, it depends on him.

The disciples all cheered up Li Wanjin, but Li Wanjin didn't look at them, he had already decided to go up and lose in an ugly way, so that the old thief Tianyang would be pissed off underground.

Just as she was about to take the stage, she heard Ji Langyue say from behind, "Come on, we must win!"

Li Wan turned around today, and said with some displeasure, "You want me to win?"

"nature."

Li Wanjin's phoenix eyes slightly closed, looking helpless.

"Then I will win."

He said this with too much confidence, as if it was up to him to say whether he won or lost.

He flew up to the stage.

Standing on the stage was a stern-faced disciple Nineteen. As soon as he saw him, Li Wanjin knew that Feiyu was afraid of losing and started cheating.

This person was Ji Langyue's opponent in the previous session, and he was very powerful. He would not have arranged to play against Cen Jin, a young disciple, but Feiyu took advantage of the home court and insisted that the student who was compared to Cen Jin was seriously ill and had to fight against him. Substitution.

Although hundreds of immortal sects can't understand his rogue behavior, but anyway, it's hard to say anything on his territory.

Naturally, Cen Jin couldn't beat Nineteen.

After all, this was someone who could fight Ji Langyue on a par with Ji Langyue back then.

Qing Yunfeng was doomed.

Jiang Huaiyu was drinking water, and when he saw this, he said angrily, "Aren't they cheating at Yuxiamen?"

"That's right, you're clearly bullying!" The disciples agreed one after another, their faces full of anger.

Although the junior brother is very strong, it can't be compared like this!

Jiang Huaiyu pinched Ji Langyue's sleeve and said, "Master, do you want me to stop the competition? It's not fair, he will definitely lose."

Although Ji Langyue was calm on the face, he still made a tactic, preparing for Yuxiamen to go too far, and he could save Cen Jin at any time.

On the stage.

After Li Wanjin introduced himself indifferently, he relentlessly unleashed all his killer moves, every move was full of viciousness, forcing Nineteen to retreat quickly, but within a few breaths, Nineteen was forced to go up The edge of the table, one step back and it will fall.

The audience all gasped in surprise.

Feiyu stood up hastily, his eyes cracked.

Who could actually force Nineteen to be like this? ? ?

Nineteen was naturally not easy to deal with, he gritted his teeth, and stabbed Li Wanjin fiercely with his long sword. His move was not for hurting others, but for self-protection, because he knew that with Cen Jin's reaction ability, he would definitely Will dodge this sword.

However, Cen Jin did not hide.

puff.

The sound of sharp blades piercing into flesh.

Nineteen looked at Li Wanjin in amazement, blood was gurgling from his shoulder, but Li Wanjin just kicked him expressionlessly and knocked him down off the stage.

Nineteen was lying under the stage, his face full of disbelief.

Why doesn't he hide?

He can obviously escape!

The referee announced, "Qingyun faction, Cen Jin, win!"

Li Wanjin covered his shoulders and went back to the high platform. He pursed his lips, pretending to be in great pain, and broke out in cold sweat instantly.

When he returned to his seat at Qingyun Peak, no one asked him why he was so powerful and easily defeated Nineteen. The fellow disciples all looked at his wound nervously. Jiang Huaiyu had tears in his eyes and said, "Why are they bullying people like this?" .”

The wound on Li Wanjin's shoulder wasn't that big, but it pierced through the whole, which looked horrifying.

Looking at the concerned eyes of the disciples who came up, Li Wan lowered his eyes a little tonight.

He deliberately hurt himself to prepare for tomorrow's event, but he didn't expect that these disciples really cared about him.

His eyes darkened a little.

Ji Langyue left the crowd, put a hemostatic charm on Li Wanjin, and healed him with spiritual power.

Li Wan only felt that the wound was warm today, with a slight itchiness, but no pain at all.

"What are you working so hard for?"

Ji Langyue herself didn't realize the distress in her tone.

Li Wanjin pursed her lips, "Because Master wants me to win."

Ji Langyue was slightly stunned, looked up, and saw Li Wanjin's half-smile face, and his bright eyes.

His heart was beating wildly.

So this person risked his life just because of his own words?

"Go back and have a good rest."

He let go of the hand that conveyed the spiritual power, and ordered his disciples to send Cen Jin back to his room to recuperate.

"Wait, Master."

But Cen Jin stopped him.

Ji Langyue looked back puzzled, only to see Cen Jin approaching slowly, he was covering his wound, his face was very ugly, blood was streaming from his shoulders, but he didn't care, he just put his face in front of Ji Langyue .

The rest of the disciples looked at him blankly, not knowing what he meant.

Ji Langyue was also stunned for a while before realizing it.

This kid, is he waiting for me to wipe his sweat for him?He wanted to go to Huaiyu to finish the competition, but he wiped her sweat.

He tentatively took out his handkerchief, and wiped away the sweat on Cen Jin's face bit by bit.

Only then did Cen Jin leave contentedly.

Ji Langyue stood still for a while before revealing a wry smile.

It seems that what I said to Cen Jin that day was ignored by him.

The fairy gate competition is over, and the final champion is still Qing Yunfeng.

Feiyu failed to win by playing tricks, and this time he was so angry that he fell ill, and Lan Jue took care of all trivial matters.

Jiang Huaiyu became a little rich woman. She won nearly a few hundred taels with a copper coin. She was so happy that she gave some to each of her disciples. Everyone was happy and happy.

The second day was the closing banquet, just like the day they first came, the Immortal Gate of the Great Banquet was very lively with people coming and going.

Soon, the drinks and elixir were brought up, this time Feiyu didn't come down to toast, and everyone was a little more relaxed, eating and drinking very happily.

Ji Langyue was a little worried about the injured Cen Jin, he didn't come to the banquet, the wound must be very painful, I don't know how it is now.

Halfway through the meal, Sui Feng suddenly frowned and shouted.

"Don't eat it! It's weird!"

It was so loud that everyone stopped their chopsticks and wine glasses.

"What's wrong?" Everyone asked one after another.

"Try to see if you can gather and dissipate your spiritual power, or if you feel weak all over."

As soon as this remark came out, everyone's faces changed, and they stretched out their hands, trying to gather their spiritual power, but the spiritual power that was usually easily gathered could not be gathered at this moment.

Everyone panicked.

"what happened?"

“Food is bad!!!”

Sui Feng wanted to say something, but he couldn't support his body, so he could only tell Ji Langyue, "Master, there is something wrong with Yuxia Gate."

As soon as the words fell, he passed out.

Afterwards, the other disciples of Qingyun Peak also fainted one by one.

Ji Langyue gathered her spiritual power, but found that it had no effect.

Is there anything they ate that they didn't eat?

Ji Langyue looked at the wine glass in front of the fainted Huaiyu, suddenly.

There is something in the wine.

Could it be that the people from Yuxiamen lost the game and became angry with embarrassment, wanting to kill all the people in Xianmen and let them all confess here?

He glanced at the dizzy Yuxiamen disciples and rejected the idea.

No one poisoned him and took him with him.

He stood up and found that hundreds of immortal disciples had almost collapsed at this moment, only a few who hadn't drunk much were still standing.

Among them, Ji Langyue had the highest status, and everyone asked, "Xianchang Ji, what should we do now?"

Ji Langyue's ears moved.

If he guessed correctly, there is a large group of demon troops rushing up the mountain.

He immediately said, "Give the disciples an enchantment to protect them! The magic army is coming up."

"Yes!"

The disciples' faces were pale, and they tried their best to create barriers one after another to protect the disciples.

When finishing the last one, Ji Langyue suddenly thought of Cen Jin.

The demons are bloodthirsty, Cen Jin is injured and lying alone in the guest room, he must be very dangerous!

He made another bigger barrier, surrounding the entire yard, and went to the guest room by himself.

His heart was raised all the way.

Don't let anything happen to you.

However, when he saw a group of demon soldiers standing at the door of the guest room, his heart sank.

He saw that on the threshold of the guest room, there was a bloody hemostatic charm, which he personally pasted on Cen Jin.

When the demon army saw Ji Langyue, they rushed forward. Ji Langyue's face turned cold. It was the first time he killed the demon army with such cruel heart.

Instead of killing them with one knife as usual and giving them a good time, they chopped them countless times, and the demon army fell down with twisted faces and howling.

Blood splashed on Ji Langyue's face, but he couldn't care less.

Hundreds of demon troops were killed before he slowly opened the door of the guest room.

It was empty.

Only a strong smell of blood.

Ji Langyue was stunned for a long time, and he didn't come back to his senses until warm liquid flowed down his cheeks.

Cen Jin probably encountered an accident.

It was because I didn't protect him well.

His heart seemed to be pulled by someone, and he couldn't even breathe steadily due to the pain.

A voice came from the messenger talisman, and the disciple inside said nervously, "Chang Xianchang, come back soon, we can't stand it anymore."

Ji Langyue wiped away her tears, thinking that there were still hundreds of people waiting for him to rescue, so she immediately went back to the yard with the sword.

At this moment, the entire yard is already dark, with thousands of demon troops outside, desperately biting at the huge barrier left by Ji Langyue, the remaining disciples barely channeled their spiritual power to support the barrier, their faces were pale, obviously about to I can't stand it anymore.

Ji Langyue came with his sword, and Yongyue flew into the demon army. He beheaded more than a dozen demon army with no expression on his face, and entered the barrier.

"Xianchang Ji! You are finally back."

The disciples looked happily at Ji Langyue who returned from the bloodbath.

Ji Langyue nodded and channeled her spiritual power, and the disciples relaxed.

This enchantment almost drained the spiritual power of the few of them, but Ji Langyue did not expect it to be so easy to maintain.

The disciples had just relaxed for a while, when suddenly, a jet-black sword flew from the sky, with a black gemstone on the tip of the sword, it pierced towards the barrier like a bamboo, the barrier couldn't resist it, and with a slap, it hit the sword with a slap. All broke.

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