My old enemy wants to spoil me [Transmigration Book]

Chapter 40

Luanqing has been suppressed and restrained by Beidou Villa for so long, the resentment on his body is almost condensed into substance, the moment it escapes from the trap, it wished to kill all the people in Beidou Villa.

But after all, he had made a blood contract with Shang Qing, and if he wanted to use his full power, he had to get Shang Qing to agree.

Shang Qing only felt that the blade in his hand was getting hotter and hotter, mixed with manic and vicious hatred.

Through the connection of the blood contract, the delusional emotions began to reversely affect Shang Qing's consciousness. Terrible thoughts kept churning in his mind, and the blood-red color flashed before his eyes one after another.

Until today, Shang Qing finally understood why delusion is a fierce sword.

Such a ferocious aura exploded in an instant, as if he was about to be swallowed by it if he was not careful, and he lost his mind.

The blood deed on the wrist also gradually began to heat up, showing scarlet lines on the skin, and spreading upwards along the arm.Like a bloody red lotus in full bloom, it almost climbed up Shang Qing's cheeks.

Luanqing laughed, and was about to get closer to Shang Qing's neck to get blood, but was suddenly interrupted.

Shang Qing took a deep breath, activated the Qingxin Jue in the Suwen Sutra, and suppressed the hatred and murderous aura rising in his heart.He shook his head at the delusion: "No."

Luanqing felt a soft and pure aura surrounding her, and the blood deed quickly retreated into her wrist. She was immediately angry and puzzled, and said anxiously, "Why!"

"It's impossible for me to do anything in the Xianmen Grand Competition." Shang Qing knew very well that what he was facing today was not just Beidou Mountain Villa, but the grand event of the entire Immortal Dao once every ten years.

If it is said that Shang Qing took away Luanqing, it would be regarded as taking back his own sword, but it was just his personal grievances with Beidou Villa, and it was justifiable.Then if he wakes up the blood deed in the Xianmen Grand Competition, and then kills him, it will be another matter.

After finally reliving his life, Shang Qing was able to return to the Chong Hua Sect, and was protected by so many elder friends, he was unwilling to let these people down again.

And... Shang Qing muttered in her heart, he was in a hurry to confess to Yan Qi before he came.

What if something big happened again this time and made him a public enemy of immortality?

When there are many entanglements in his heart, he will no longer let himself do whatever he wants.

"You have changed, you were not like this before! Do you have other things outside... eh!" Just as Luanqing wanted to complain, Shang Qing quickly covered her mouth with sharp eyes and hands, and had to swallow the rest of the sentence went back.

Shang Qing turned around and flashed into the corridor next to the stand. He walked through the vertical path and pushed open an empty house at random, just in time to stagger the course of action with a large group of Beidoushan transfer disciples who went upstairs to check.

Shang Qing has been hiding his whereabouts along the way. What happened in the stands just now happened suddenly. The smoke and dust from the collapse of the No. 18 floor obscured his sight. No one should know the exact location of Shang Qing yet.

But after they checked the accident scene upstairs, they should take action immediately.

Shang Qing quietly glanced downstairs, the Immortal Gate Grand Competition had temporarily stopped, and people from Beidou Villa were lined up in various parts of the venue, especially under the tall building in the stands, a Xuancang Star Fighting Formation had spread out.

The formation moves like stars, it is very mysterious.

Shang Qing was in a bit of trouble, if Yu Jian flew out right now, he would be a living target, and would be beaten down by Xuan Cangxing in minutes.

Looking around the venue again, Shang Qing found that there was far more than one formation, distributed in various positions in the venue, covering 360 degrees without dead ends.

Although Shang Qing was nervous, the thoughts in his head were spinning quickly.

After all, this is the Great Competition of the Immortal Sect. The people who came to participate included the disciples of the high school sect, the elders who led the team, the true emperor, and many other high-ranking nobles who also came to watch the battle.

It is impossible for Beidou Villa to trap everyone here and not allow anyone to leave.

They don't have that much face yet.

There must be many people who don't want to stay any longer after such a big event happened in the Xianmen Grand Competition.

Shang Qing noticed that the exit of the venue was not completely closed, but people from Beidou Mountain Villa were checking their identities, and some people with extraordinary identities were released one after another.

Shang Qing lowered his head and took a look at Huangqing: "Hide yourself well for a while, if you are discovered, I will... find a place to lose you."

When Wang Qing heard this, he was naturally very angry.

Reluctantly, Shang Qing covered its mouth, and could only let out a few whines, and suddenly lost most of its momentum, and it sounded like a puppy with a fierce milk.

Luanqing knew that struggling was hopeless, so angrily hid back in the sword body again.

Seeing that he was willing to cooperate, Shang Qing also put away the long sword, and deliberately isolated the storage bag from the flow of spiritual energy from the outside world, making it impossible to detect.

After finishing these things, Shang Qing took out the Huanyan Pearl again.

When Luanqing returned to his hand just now, the large amount of cultivation base and spiritual breath attached to it temporarily dissipated the effect of the Huan Yanzhu, and Shang Qing had to change his figure again at this moment.

He had to go down and inquire about the situation first, to see what the rules of Beidou Villa were for letting people out.

There were already a lot of people in the stands, but at this time the roof collapsed, and the crowd who had been watching the battle all came out of their rooms and walked downstairs.

Shang Qing blended in the crowd and would not attract special attention.

Following the crowd down the stairs smoothly, Shang Qing walked towards the exit of one of the venues following the crowd.

He didn't get very close, but just waited and watched from a distance under the cover of the crowd.

Different from the inspection in front of the city gate, the identity verification of Beidou Villa is much stricter this time. The person responsible for the identity verification is obviously no longer a disciple, but judging from the uniform style, it is probably an elder.

"Are you from Lingshu Valley? Is the real king who brought you here to participate in the competition?" The elder of Beidou Villa asked the person in front of him.

"It's me." A True Monarch from Lingshu Valley replied.

The elder of Beidou Mountain Villa glanced at him, and obviously recognized this person: "It's Feng Zhenjun, please count the number of disciples and compare them with the roster registered when you entered the city. If everyone can match, then you can Take the disciples out."

"So troublesome?" Feng Zhenjun frowned.

The elder of Beidou Mountain Villa smiled, spread out the roster in his hand, and said: "Sorry, we have to do this as a last resort, and I hope Zhenjun will understand."

"Oh, okay." Although Feng Zhenjun finds it troublesome, he will not conflict with Beidou Villa because of this matter.

He called the Lingshu Valley disciples to his side one by one, and the elders of Beidou Mountain Villa drew the disciples and the names registered on the roster one by one, then raised his head and said: "There are 23 people in total, there are no mistakes or omissions, Zhenjun Feng can take the disciples away."

Shang Qing looked at it from afar and could not help but hiss.

Very strict inspection.

After the disciples from Lingshu Valley left smoothly, another burly monk stepped forward and reported his name and sect.

"Xuan Lei Sect?" The elder of Beidou Villa frowned, as if he had never heard of this small sect, "I'm sorry, please stay with those casual cultivators and stay at the venue for now."

Zhuangshuo monk was not happy: "Why can't I go?!"

The elder of Beidou Mountain Villa was not as polite as facing Lingshu Valley this time, he didn't bother talking to the monk in front of him, but directly waved to the disciples behind him: "Take him down and lock him up with other suspicious people .”

The strong monk was dragged away.

Seeing this situation, Shang Qing thought in his heart: It's over, when he entered the city, he also reported as a casual cultivator.

It's useless to talk about a big sect now, there is no one to guarantee it, and there is no match for it. Even if it is not discovered, it will be taken down and imprisoned just like the monk just now.

This Beidou Villa is too thieves. Those who have status and reputation will be released, and casual cultivators and disciples of small sects will be locked up.

"Is there anyone else who wants to go out?" The elder of Beidou Mountain Villa flipped through the roster and shouted towards the crowd.

Shang Qing subconsciously avoided looking at him, and dodged to the back of the crowd, accidentally bumping into the people behind.

This person must be very tall, even if Shang Qing changed into a young girl, he is still tall, but the back of his head only hit the person's chest.

"Sorry, I didn't pay attention for a while..." Shang Qing apologized to the person behind him in a low voice. direction to go.

"follow me."

Just as Shang Qing was about to struggle, he heard a slightly familiar voice.

He quickly raised his head to look at the man's face.

Because he was being led to walk behind, Shang Qing could only see a silhouette of a profile, that person was dressed in white, with a slightly cool body temperature coming from his hands.

At that moment, Shang Qing almost blurted out and called Yan Qi.

"Yan..." But before he finished shouting, Shang Qing came to his senses and realized something was wrong.

This person's profile looks very similar to Yan Qi's, but the outline is sharper and cooler, and his figure is taller. If I have to say it, it looks like Yan Qi's appearance after it is fully opened.

Wait, Shang Qing thought about his own thoughts just now, and finally realized——

Isn't this Yan Linhan!

The last time we met was half a year ago, Shang Qing couldn't react for a while, and Shang Qing had more contact with Yan Qi on weekdays, so he unconsciously thought of Yan Qi first.

Shit, shit, shit.

After Shang Qing realized who the person in front of him was, only these two words remained in his mind.

Yan Linhan walked to a secluded place, pushed open a door, raised his hand to gently hook, pulled Shang Qing in, and then closed the door with his backhand.

Shang Qing was too scared to speak.

After all, when you transform into a girl, wearing a light gauze skirt, and you happen to be caught by an old enemy you haven't seen for a long time, it is simply a horror story.

Yan Linhan, he... he, he wouldn't recognize him, would he?

Shang Qing tried hard to comfort herself, it won't happen, Master Jun promised the effect of the Huanyan Pearl, this time Shang Qing is not in his room, Yan Linhan is not Yan Qi, how can it be so easy to recognize...

Shang Qing looked down, and saw that Yan Linhan was clasping his right wrist, his brows seemed to be stained with frost and snow, his expression was slightly gloomy, and suddenly became a little colder.

At that moment, Shang Qing suddenly understood how Yan Qi recognized him in the first place, the blood deed on his wrist is simply the best identification.

There are not many people who know about the blood contract, and most of them are estimated to have died under the sword of delusion.

And Yan Linhan...

Shang Qing felt that it was not surprising that he knew, after all, the two had fought to the death before, so they would naturally try their best.

But Yan Linhan was not recognizing someone by clasping Shang Qing's wrist at this moment, after all, he recognized him just by looking at the face.His voice was low, and there was still a bit of anger hidden: "Has the blood contract been activated?"

Shang Qing nodded, shook his head again, and finally said reluctantly: "I moved, but I pressed it down again."

When Yan Linhan heard this answer, the coldness between his brows still persisted, and he said in a deep voice, "Where's your sword?"

"Put it away." Shang Qing didn't know what Yan Linhan was going to do at the moment, he could only ask and answer to show that he was very well-behaved.

Paranoid emotion received great hostility. It was not considered to be a good-tempered person at first, but now it ran out unwilling to be outdone, and just wanted to say a few words about being irritable, but before it could speak, it was grabbed by the back of fate's neck .

There were bursts of frost from Yan Linhan's fingers, and although the sword energy had not yet come out, it was already extremely oppressive.

Luanqing felt the back of her neck stiffen, but she still stiffened her neck and said, "It's none of your business whether you don't want to use the blood contract!"

"If you dare to lure him to activate the blood contract again, I will throw you back into the furnace to recast. When the sword spirit dissipates, the blood contract will be released naturally." Yan Linhan's voice was full of coldness, and he was definitely not joking.

Delusion: "..."

He glanced back at Shang Qing.

Shang Qing: Don't look at me, I'm afraid too.