After Transmigrating I And The Villain

Yi Heng came here for so long, and for the first time he returned to the room without a word with a dark face.

However, his little apprentice didn't notice, he was still outside to talk the rules with the new residents.

When Yi Heng returned to the room, his eyes opened. In the dark eyes, there seemed to be a streamer flashing in them. The eyes were dull, with some evil spirits faintly overflowing from them.

At that moment, he somewhat wanted to kill Meng Jin directly.

In the end, he was a demon cultivator, although he was also a person of the right way at first, but after falling into the devil way for so many years, sometimes it is difficult to control his **** thoughts.

He was very upset. There should be no outsiders. Why would Su Ling agree to other people's stay?

Especially that person... and obviously seems to be unkind to her!

Yi Heng furrowed his brows and looked outside with the waves brewing. He could still see the situation of the two through the bamboo door.

There is something wrong with this Meng Jin.

But what was wrong with the specifics, he couldn't feel it.

There was something faintly different, like he and Su Ling were somewhat similar, but after thinking about it carefully, Yi Heng denied it again.

How could Meng Jin be like his little apprentice.

He looks so ugly, and the breath on his body is also particularly annoying.

Yi Heng closed his eyes, but at the moment he closed his eyes, a trace of black air overflowed, and the tea cup in the room seemed to be attacked by something. It suddenly burst with a "bang—" Most of them are embedded in bamboo.

A piece of porcelain wiped his cheeks, Yi Heng remained motionless, feeling the tingling of his cheeks, a blood stain appeared on that jade-like face, instantly adding a bit of demon control to that handsome face.

After a few breaths.

Yi Heng waved his sleeves, and the original tiles gathered together under his strength, and finally turned into a pile of powder floating out of the window.

Afterwards, Su Ling noticed that there was one missing teacup, and he didn't feel strange at all, so he naturally added another teacup.

Yi Heng, who was still waiting for her question, almost exploded again!

With a natural spirit body, when Su Ling really settled down to study, his progress was rapid, although he often studied for two or three days, and he came out only when he was hungry.

She was a little greedy, and wanted to master the contents of the alchemist and the formation mage in one go, as well as the various methods that must be mastered as a monk, so it was extremely difficult to learn.

But because of this, Su Ling is in a state of concentration almost all the time. After putting it in, her learning difficulty is much lower than that of others.

But some things are not something that you can learn if you want to learn. In the process of refining alchemy, Su Ling's talent is not high. It is the most basic qi pill at the beginning. You can find medicinal refining things in the mortal realm, and she fails frequently. .

Even if you follow Yiheng's steps completely, it won't work.

After a few times, Su Ling realized that he was not suitable for alchemy and gave up this, most of the focus was on the formation.

There were gains and losses, and the formation was extremely smooth, Su Ling learned the lost formation in a short time, and even dared to improve it, so that the formation that was only lost in the first place became a certain aggressiveness. .

So at this time, the formation of the bamboo house was replaced by the one she had researched. Meng Jin who strayed into it would definitely have blood.

It's just that the materials on hand are not enough, Yiheng's teaching is subject to many restrictions, and many things are just theoretical knowledge.

Su Ling is very happy to learn this knowledge, but there will be times when she is tired.

At this time, she would apply for a half-hour break, and then ripen a lot of various fruits and vegetables, let Meng Jin cook.

Food with aura, even if it is simply cooked, can be delicious to the extreme, not to mention that Su Ling has eaten so many delicious foods, verbal description can make food more delicious.

For example, at this time, Su Ling will ripen all the vegetables he will eat in the next few days, and the leftovers will be thrown to the big hens when he finishes eating the vegetables.

After being fed with spiritual food, the hens in the family are much larger than normal mortal hens, each one is smooth and smooth, and can fly.

Of course, they are also very smart. Even if they fly, they never dared to fly out of the yard. Su Ling thought he knew who the owner was. In fact, when watching his companions dwindle, the hens wanted to leave, but whenever they tried When they flew past, there was a death gaze that made them feel chilly in their necks, so naturally they didn't dare to fly out.

But they can always form a mess in the yard. Such exercise also makes these hens look very energetic, and the meat is also very good.

Su Ling's eyes fell on one of the thighs, look at the strong legs...

Meng Jin already knew Su Ling very well. Seeing her looking at the big hens, she asked, "Eating this today?"

Su Ling nodded decisively: "Eat!"

There is no need to save it, because originally there were only five chickens. I cooked one to make chicken soup and hot pot. The remaining four or four are still laying eggs diligently, and some pheasants who don’t know where they come from sneak in for food. , The hens secretly hid a few eggs.

When Su Ling came out of retreat, he found that there were more than a dozen fluffy chicks in the yard.

Su Ling suddenly increased the burden of feeding. If she hadn't advanced again, she would definitely not be able to support it when she reached the third level of Qi refining.

Meng Jin nodded in cooperation: "Okay, let's kill now, how to eat it?"

Su Ling thought about it for a while, and shook his fingers: "Kill two, Gongbao chicken, spicy chicken, and two more large chicken steaks, and the rest of the soup."

These things sound good. Meng Jin hasn't done it before, but it shouldn't be difficult. He looked at the chubby hen and said, "Tell me how to do it."

Big hens: "!!!"

Actually killed two today!

They felt that their lives were threatened this time, and they were so scared that their wings flapped and fluttered and wanted to fly away. Only this time, Su Ling couldn't pass a glance, and all the chickens were blocked by a transparent barrier. Then two of them " Giggle—" screamed and hung up.

Su Ling got them done, looked at Meng Jin, and said with a smile, "I will leave the rest to you."

Meng Jin returned with a reserved smile, flicked his wide sleeves and leaned slightly. He was still a white-faced young scholar like before, but his temperament was a bit more rough than before. As soon as he closed his sleeves, he carried two chickens and went to the kitchen.

Su Ling doesn’t have to do much work now, nor does he wear convenient narrow sleeves. Instead, he wears more fairy-like wide sleeves. Seeing him enter the kitchen, he also carries his skirt and follows: "I’ll tell you first, yourself. Do you know if you write it down?"

"That's natural, the niche's memory is okay." Meng Jin replied with a smile.

Yi Heng was leaning against the bed, with a long long leg bent, playing with a simple ceramic teacup in his hand, his black pupils were dull, and he was faintly exuding black air.

The crisp and loud voice of the young girl outside has been constantly flowing into his ears, making his already irritable mood even more irritable.

This is what has been happening these days.

Since Meng Jin came here, he has exchanged his cooking experience almost every two days.

Yi Heng once tried to help, but before he passed, he was stopped by the little apprentice and didn't want him to work because he was an elder.

An angry Yi Heng almost couldn't hold back the murder on the spot.

Later, when he looked at Meng Jin, he felt that he was particularly an eyesore.

It's just that he didn't want to do it in front of Su Ling.

After enduring and forbearing, Yi Heng got out of bed with a light figure and opened the door to go out. He saw Su Ling leaning against the kitchen door and looking at the boy next to the well, speaking with a smile.

He obviously didn't open his eyes, but he still felt a tingling pain in his eyes.

"Come here." Yi Heng said.

Su Ling reacted immediately and ran over quickly, her voice still crisp and beautiful: "Master, what's the matter?"

As soon as the voice fell, the two dogs who had been in peace didn't know why their eyes were suddenly red, "Roar--" roared and rushed towards Meng Jin.

Meng Jin's face changed drastically, and he quickly lost the chicken in his hand and turned to run.

One person and two dogs staged a chase scene in the yard for a time. Aunt Li was stunned, and she forgot to do everything she had in her hands.

Su Ling was dumbfounded. After reacting for two seconds, he quickly formed a seal with both hands, and his spiritual power turned into a rope to bind the two dogs. Seeing that they could no longer move, he put down his hands softly, wiped away his sweat, and said: "Why are you crazy suddenly? Meng Jin, did you tease them?"

The weak scholar Meng Jin had already fallen to the ground. Hearing that he got up with his legs soft, he said with a face of injustice: "No, since I came here, Xiaosheng has always been safe and sound. Just to eat some good food, how dare I provoke him? Who is it."

Su Ling frowned slightly.

The two dogs were still staring at Meng Jin with sullen expressions, grinning, as if they could rush over at any time: "Bow! Bow!!!"

Yi Heng pursed his lips, suppressed the killing intent that was constantly rising in his heart, looked at the little girl with a bad face, and whispered: "These two dogs were very safe before, how come they suddenly become like this?"

He glanced at Meng Jin in a meaningful way.

Su Ling didn't get anything, and shook his head straight, frowning and calming the two irritable dogs with spiritual power, but there was no effect at all.

She likes dogs very much, but human life is more important. If the dog really got some madness, then it would be the dog to send it away.

Yi Heng's unfinished words were all taken back by these words.

His lips pressed tighter, they were whitish, a little pale and a little dark.

How long has it been since Meng Jin is so attached to this?

Yi Heng's fingertips moved slightly, and two strands of black thread came out of the snarling dog and dissipated in the air.

The two native dogs who were originally maniac yelled "Wow-", the redness on their eyes faded, they looked at each other suspiciously, and found that they had been helped, and suddenly looked at Su Ling pitifully: "Wow~"