The Great Villain is Not to Be Trifled With

Dahong's wedding dress was swaying in the river, Lin Qian couldn't see it clearly, and before he had time to react, he encountered a burst of suction.

He was sucked into the arms of something, surrounded by soft, sticky tentacles.

The thing twisted him from side to side, and suddenly felt wrong, and threw Lin Qian out of the water.

"Cough! Haha...cough!"

After nine deaths, Lin Qian lay on the bank and coughed, coughing up a lot of foul-smelling water.

Speaking of which, they have used the water in this river since they were young, but they have never had this kind of taste. How could a river with the divine illumination of the river **** become like this?

Lin Qian couldn't help thinking about it, and several water jets rushed out of the river angrily, splashing those who sent their relatives away.

"You actually used a man to deceive me, the River God!"

There was a dull roar from the river, and all the people who had become chickens shivered. The matchmaker trembled, "Lord River God, calm down! We didn't lie to you, this time it's Miss Lin, the landlord!"

The surging water column bound Lin Qian's feet and lifted him up in front of everyone.

"How dare you make excuses!"

With the roar, Lin Qian was thrown to the ground again and spit out blood.

Before he could even say a word, he fainted in pain.

"This...how could this be..." The matchmaker looked at Lin Qian's tragic state and was so frightened that she couldn't even speak.

"Send me the Miss Lin family within three days! Otherwise, just wait for the punishment!"

The huge waves on the river gradually subsided, but at the same time, it began to rain in the sky. The rain had a fishy smell and hit the body, and it had a tendency to make the skin faintly itchy.

"Hurry, hurry back!"

The matchmaker was in a hurry and hurriedly called everyone to pack up and go back.

"This unlucky thing, why did he get into the bride's sedan chair? He must have run away the bride, so hurry up and take him back!" The matchmaker pointed at Lin Qian and scolded angrily.

The bearer and the person sending the relatives had to hold the dizzy Lin Qian and take them back together.

...

[Host, the things on the side of the road may be poisonous, so let’s go back first. 】

zz watched Ling Qingxuan roast the mushrooms picked up by the roadside on the fire, and spoke earnestly.

The little girl's eyes lightened.

Is this something inedible, or is it something she made that can't be eaten?

Because Ling Qingxuan is weak on this plane, zz is particularly worried about her various situations.

Along the way, I asked her whether it was hot or cold a hundred times, and I wanted to jump out and let Aya Qingxuan walk on it.

Ling Qingxuan dug into his sleeve and took out something that resembled a conch.

You can always eat this.

This thing seems to have been washed up on her by the water when she just went to the river.

No wonder there is always something wrong along the way, zz's breathing stagnated, [Host, calm down! 】

As soon as it said these words, the conch was thrown into the fire by the little girl.

At a critical moment, the conch suddenly overflowed with water, putting out the fire.

"Um?"

Ling Qingxuan looked over, and the conch rolled around, then rolled back to her side.

This thing... can move?

[Host, cough, why don't you take this thing back to raise it first. 】

What to feed, she is hungry now.

When Ling Qingxuan grabbed her hand, the conch began to struggle in her hand. Although the strength was relatively small, it was not slippery, and it broke free at once.

The little conch stomped on the ground a few times, stomping like an angry little kid.

Its voice was a little immature and green, "Can you eat it, sir? Why don't you wipe your body clean quickly?"

It turned out... it rolled to her side before, wanting her to wipe the dust on it?

Wait, this conch can talk.

This face river **** has all, a little monster is not surprising.

Ling Qingxuan held the branch and poked it, her eyes were cold, "I should bake it myself or do I do it?"

conch:……

As if finding a breakthrough, Conch said arrogantly: "Woman, you are hungry, please, please, I will give you something to eat~"

Get a hammer.

Aya Qingxuan grabbed it expressionlessly, and rekindled the fire with the other hand.

"Hey! What are you doing! Let go of the Lord, can you eat it!"

Ling Qingxuan's fan caught fire, "Yes."

"You..." Before Ling Qingxuan wasn't paying attention, the conch slipped from her hand to her arms, "Believe it or not, Lord has made you frivolous, and you won't be able to marry in the future!"

Aya Qingxuan: ? ? ?

Did the conch lack oxygen when it came ashore?

Aya Qingxuan threw it into the fire again.

"Ah—! You woman!" The conch rolled in the fire, and with a warm temperature, rolled back to Ling Qingxuan's hand.

"You... Okay, I'll let you go, don't eat me, I'll turn you into gold and silver treasures."

Seeing that it is not very powerful, it only uses words to intimidate.

Ling Qingxuan took out a large amount of gold and silver treasures from the space, "No, I have."

This rebuttal is too hard-core.

The conch pressed against her sleeve, helplessly shouting, "Bake! I'll bake it for you!"

For a moment, Ling Qingxuan leaned against the wall, a conch threw out the water and fish and shrimp, and seriously threw it on the fire to bake.

It has never done such a suffocating thing in its life.

"Hey, woman, do you know who you are?" Conch rolled the shell and asked Ling Qingxuan to talk.

Ling Qingxuan didn't respond, the conch jumped up again angrily, and the little girl gave her face lightly, "Who?"

Conch tilted his head and put on an arrogant posture, "River God!"

The little girl's eyes narrowed.

Seeing that she was speechless, Conch hummed: "Don't believe me, I'm really a river god, but I was sealed to the bottom of the river by my original body when I was cultivating, so I had to rely on this snail, I..."

Conch talked a lot, and occasionally glanced at Ling Qingxuan, for fear that she would not believe her words.

Ling Qingxuan could feel the tension and anxiety in its tone, and after a while, she said quietly, "I believe it."

Conch rolled to her side, "Woman, do you really believe it?"

"I believe."

The conch's nagging words suddenly seemed to be choked, and it coughed out of embarrassment, "You...you just believe it, so be nice to me, or I will eat you."

This is really getting more and more useless.

He was still thinking about how to prove his identity, and his body was held up by the little girl.

With some coolness in her hands, she passed it through the shell.

Facing the little girl at close range, Conch tilted her head, "What are you doing?"

"How can I let you go back?" Ling Qingxuan said lightly.

If it is a river god, the thing in the river is fake, and that thing is disturbing this land.

"Master has his own way of doing this kind of thing, no, you don't need to worry about it, you can just worship me for the time being."

Ling Qingxuan's sudden gentleness made it a little uncomfortable.

"Oh."

After the little girl finished speaking, she threw it on the fire again, "Go ahead and bake it."

conch:? ? ?

It's just like her style.

Roasted in the fire, the conch is used to it.