The Great Villain is Not to Be Trifled With

Something slippery and sticky was rubbing against Xi's waist.

There seemed to be something attached to it, and the person was itchy and angry, Xi grabbed it and took a bite.

The thing hurt and immediately shrank back.

Xi rolled to the ground, took a breath, got up and stepped on the surrounding ground.

She described it to Ling Qingxuan, "It looks like something like a snake, I'm so afraid, my lord."

Ling Qingxuan pressed her sword hilt against her, "Speak well."

"Cough..." Xi Gan coughed and stood beside Ling Qingxuan.

The clear and flawless aura was uploaded from the little girl, and Xi could not wait to hug Ling Qingxuan directly.

[Host, restraint, we just need to get closer. 】uu also like the aura of Aya Qingxuan.

The fog dissipated little by little, and the object wriggling on the ground was clearly displayed in front of them.

The tentacles of octopus feet are surging, and they are almost as thick as firewood.

"It turned out to be this thing." Xi frowned and said, "Sir, this is the fake Lord God."

When God God was in bad shape, he occupied the river and did things to harm the people.

And because of it, even if the owner of Xi's body was protected by the river god, he would eventually die in its mouth.

More than a dozen tentacles were still crawling on the grass, but they couldn't see their real body.

"Brides, my brides."

When the thing spoke, there was an echo, and Ling Qingxuan listened to the sound to identify the position, and only vaguely caught a little.

She poked at Xi, "chat with him."

Xi looked confused, "Chat, chat?"

The Lord God had an order, so she naturally hurriedly chatted with that thing, "Who is your bride, don't be sentimental, you... octopus monster!"

"You are the sacrifices offered to me by the villagers, and to my bride, naturally they belong to me!" The voice became a little irritable.

When the first bride came down, it was quite happy, but the river **** didn't completely disappear. It turned out a clam shell and hid the bride, but it searched for a long time and couldn't find it.

Then the second bride ran away.

How can the fake river **** not be angry.

If the villagers are not obedient, it will come by itself.

It's just that it's a little far from the river, and it can't use 100% of its power, so it borrows those white mists.

"I heard." The little girl raised her eyes slightly, as if there were thousands of stars flashing. She threw the spirit sword out of her side without moving.

"Ah—!" Being stabbed by the spirit sword, a long cry came from the remaining fog, and Ling Qingxuan stepped on her toes and flew forward.

The spirit sword flew out of the white fog, and the blade was splattered with black blood.

With Su's hand holding the hilt, Ling Qingxuan continued to push in the direction just now.

【Host! careful! 】

Ling Qingxuan blinked slightly, her body quickly turned to the side, and a jet of ink suddenly sprayed onto the position she had just now.

"Cuttlefish essence?"

Without the need for extra complicated movements, Aya Qingxuan found the opportunity to throw the sword again.

The fog all dissipated at this moment, and fled with the thing.

Lingjian stabbed lonely, turned around and returned to Ling Qingxuan's side.

"Sir! Did it run away?" Xi looked around and could only see their cabin.

"Run." Ling Qingxuan walked towards the wooden house with a calm expression.

"Wait for me~"

Xi followed Ling Qingxuan's pace, but when he was at the door, he was blocked by the little girl.

"I don't have a place in my house."

It is so late, if Xi comes in, there is no place to rest.

Xi recommended himself: "I can sleep on the ground, on the table, or standing up!"

[Host, don't you want to go back to Changchuan? 】uu asked.

The target can be attacked at any time, but every minute of being around adults is precious.

uu: ...

In Xi's eyes full of anticipation, Aya Qingxuan closed the door and locked it by the way.

Creek: ? ? ?

Xi turned around and squatted at Ling Qingxuan's door, and sighed softly, "uu, tell me, that little brat won't be the river **** this time, right?"

[Why does the host guess so? 】

"Because I seem to be aware of the spiritual power that is comparable to the Lord God, uh... To be precise, it is not like spiritual power, but more like divine power. I feel... familiar."

[Of course, what the River God possesses is divine power, but host, have you been here before? Otherwise, why would it feel familiar. 】

Xi shook his head, "I haven't been here before, by the way, I was just talking about my task object, and the adults looked a little strange, why is this?"

[I don't know, Brother zz also looks a little strange. 】

One by one fell into deep thought.

After Ling Qingxuan entered the wooden house, He Du who was on the cot jumped on top of her.

"Your breath disappeared just now, where have you been?"

The little girl was serious, "I'll find something to make up for you."

"Where do I need to make up?"

Just as He Du questioned, he saw the little girl's sword was poked with a tentacle and her foot was broken.

...this thing looks a little familiar.

Although He Du's figure was handsome, he was weak, and Ling Qingxuan could see that his energy was insufficient.

Since the fake river **** occupied his **** position, he should make up for it from the fake river god.

"Where did you come from?" He Du's tone was suddenly serious, he turned into a human figure, held the door with one hand, and pressed the little girl against the door.

The little girl's brows were like daisies, and her eyes were full of coldness. He Du stared at her and suddenly became flustered.

He retracted his hand, put his arms around his chest and said, "Come on."

"It seems to have come for the bride and I cut it off."

The little girl explained it very easily. He Du squeezed her small arms and legs, "Just you? How did you cut it? That guy's hands are so hard, how could it be possible that he didn't hurt you in a few places..."

Aya Qingxuan covered the man's chattering mouth.

This river myth is really a lot.

Ling Qingxuan threw his sword, and in front of He Du, cut off the cuttlefish foot a few more sections.

"like this."

He Du: ...It's a really good sword.

"This thing is too dangerous to be confiscated."

Ling Qingxuan nodded, it was really dangerous to touch her feet, and then the sword in her hand was confiscated by the man.

"No matter where you go in the future, you must take me with you." He Du waved his hand, and the spirit sword was confiscated.

With another wave of his hand, the feet of the cuttlefish essence were also confiscated.

"Come here." He Du hooked at her.

Ling Qingxuan looked at the distance between the two of them, what were they coming over, so close.

Seeing that she seemed to be hesitating, He Du grabbed her and hugged her.

The man's chin pressed against her forehead, "Don't move, you have bad luck on your body, Lord help you get rid of it."

Ling Qingxuan was hugged by him obediently, "Can you get rid of it like this?"

"Well." The man's deep voice came from his throat, with a little vibration, "The closer you get, the faster you can get rid of it."

"Oh, so why not?"

"how?"

The little girl pulled out both hands and held the man's face, she raised her head up.

The lips of the two of them were a little cold, and after contact, there was a sense of coolness with the air conditioner blowing in summer.

The little girl raised her eyes and saw that the man's beautiful eyes were almost the same as copper bells.