Villain: Master: Just be a canary

A blue shadow flashed past.

Jun Wuhui had already put on a blue shirt.

The moment he finished putting it on, a fiery red bird landed on Jun Wuhui's shoulder.

He leaned his head against the side of Jun Wuhui's face affectionately and happily.

Around it, there were several vines, using their tentacles to gently and carefully adjust the folds of Jun Wuhui's clothes.

Jun Wuhui chuckled lightly.

He reached out and touched the two little ones.

These birds and grass were all raised by him in his spare time.

After being demoted to the Sutra Collection Pavilion, he was also brought here.

Seeing the two little ones showing intelligence,

Jun Wuhui also felt relieved.

Thinking that in the past few days, no one had ever cared about his life and death, but the two little ones were the first to care about him after they appeared spiritually,

I couldn't help but feel a sense of loneliness in my heart.

The world of immortality is so thin and cold, and the fittest will survive.

Presumably his current title of Holy Son candidate has long been taken away by Mark.

Jun Wuhui shook his head, throwing away these distracting thoughts.

"System, do I have a panel?"

【Yes, host】

【Host: Su Wuhui】

【Realm: Peak of Fetus Realm】

【Physique: Chaos Dao Body】

【Kung Fu: Chaos·Chaos Sutra·One Volume】

【Supernatural Power: Law of Chaos】

【Spells: Sword Control, Moonlight·Slash, Shrinking……】

【Magical Weapon: Xuan·Wandering Snake Sword】

【Items: Holy: Burning Flame Extension Talisman, Holy: Mother and Child Seal Talisman, Holy·Boundary Breaking Talisman……】

【Villain value: 0】

【Villain Halo: The big villain behind the scenes (can completely offset the impact of the protagonist’s halo, and will no longer be smarter)）】

"Jie Jie Jie, the Chaos Dao Body is really fragrant! He even obtained the Law of Chaos! This thing can only be touched after becoming a saint!"

"You really got a big advantage, just wait, Saint, Master and Mark! I will make you pay a heavy price one by one!"

【System prompts: Leng Qingqiu, the master of Xueling Peak, activated his special physical side effect today and will be tortured by endless fire. He is now in retreat. 】

Jun Wuhui looked at the system prompts, and couldn't help but feel a little strange in his heart.

Looking at the burning extension talisman lying quietly in the system warehouse

"Isn't this what these charms are prepared for?"

"She is my dearest and dearest master! How could I do such an outrageous thing?"

Without saying a word, he walked out of the hall and walked to the master's bedroom.

Jun Wuhui just wanted to simply try the effects of these spells.

It was definitely not to do something bad.

"My revenge has just begun! Wait! my dear master"

……

"Big…big brother!"

"Is your injury healed?"

Xueling Peak, on the way to the peak master's hall.

A slightly unnatural voice came from behind Jun Wuhui.

Jun Wuhui was shocked to hear the reputation.

They were disciples of Xueling Peak.

There were three of them in the group.

They looked familiar.

But he couldn't remember the name.

There were so many disciples on one peak, and it was impossible for him to remember all their names.

So he could only nodded slightly and said nothing.

He went straight to the peak master's palace on the top of the mountain.

After Jun Wuhui left, a few The talents were slightly relieved.

When they saw Jun Wuhui, they felt an indescribable feeling.

Jun Wuhui was still the same Jun Wuhui, but they felt like a different person.

Thinking about Jun Wuhui and Jun Wuhui recently What happened to Ye Fan made several people sigh.

I hope that the senior brother can cheer up and teach this hateful green tea bitch a lesson.

Outside the peak master's palace.

Jun Wuhui came here with ease.

Touch him lightly. The forbidden formation.

Immediately, I felt a strong rebound force.

I slightly arched my hands and said respectfully.

"Master, my disciple has something to ask for."

A cold and melodious voice came from the palace.

There was also a hint of charm hidden in the voice.

"You have no regrets?"

"Master, I think you don’t have any other disciples."

The cold voice, as if ignoring Jun Wuhui's words, said

"Well...don't you know I go on retreat every year at this time? Why are you still bothering me? Um!"

"Go back to your Sutra Pavilion immediately!"

The cold voice was suddenly mixed with a charming tone.

It felt like he was forcibly enduring something.

He wanted to push Jun Wugui away.

How could Jun Wugui not know the master's current situation? He couldn't help but chuckle.

"Master, my disciple was seriously injured by you and needs your help to heal. Please give me medicine!"

After that, he activated the boundary-breaking talisman in the system space.

At the moment when the boundary-breaking talisman was used, a bright silver-white light shot from the boundary-breaking talisman towards the forbidden formation.

It could withstand a full blow from the Dharma Realm. The formation suddenly caused ripples.

On the blue light shield, a huge hole as tall as a person appeared.

Jun Wuhui raised his feet and stepped in.

An ancient, ethereal, majestic and slightly cold hall appeared in front of him.

Jun Wuhui Hui didn't pay too much attention to the decoration of the main hall.

He walked straight up the stairs to the main hall.

In the center of the main hall, a stunning woman wearing a white gauze skirt and colorful gauze clothes was sitting cross-legged on the green lotus throne..

Her figure is graceful, her skin is as white as flaw, and her feet are bare, just like a fairy who escaped from the sky to the lower world. She is not like the fireworks of the world, but also out of reach.

There is no hint of blasphemy.

The woman opens her cold eyes. His eyes moved slightly, as if he sensed something.

He looked toward the door of the hall.

His red lips opened slightly, and a wonderful sound came out. A cold and slightly stern voice came out of the sandalwood mouth.

"How did you get in? Also, didn’t I ask you to go back to the Sutra-Tiding Pavilion? Why don't you listen to Master!"

The woman's cold and sharp eyes looked at the young man in green shirt walking towards the main hall.

Her tone was serious and cold, which made people feel like they were lying on the ground like a dog.

If Jun Wuhui was still the same Jun Wu a week ago Regret.

Maybe by this time, he had been frightened to the ground by this tone.

But this time is different from the past.

Jun Wuhui is no longer the original Jun Wuhui.

"Master, you severely injured me with one palm a week ago. My life was at stake. If I hadn’t had the opportunity, I might not be able to stand here anymore."

"I came here this time to ask for medicine from Master!

Jun Wuhui raised his hand and said sincerely,"Please!" Master, please give me medicine!"