The Great Villain is Not to Be Trifled With

The coldness like three feet under the ice ran all over his body, Feng Jue trembled, but he couldn't break free from this dark consciousness.

Suddenly, his whole body warmed, and he opened his eyes with difficulty. Across the dim firelight, sat a woman with a cold face.

His heart was clenched tightly, and he looked at the man on the opposite side meditating with his eyes closed in disbelief.

My lord, that is his lord, he has found her!

"what……"

He wanted to call her, but his mouth could only make a whimpering sound, not even the syllable of a word.

He held his throat, his eyes reddened.

Ling Qingxuan squatted beside him, her eyes drooping slightly, this chaotic space had done him too much damage, and losing her voice was also one of the side effects.

She turned her eyes to the person who was concentrating on cultivating on the opposite side, and it really was herself, or she was when she was Elder Ling.

Ling Qingxuan didn't know what to do next, so he could only wait and see what happened.

Xu Shi heard the voice from Feng Jue's side, the woman opened her eyes like frost, she looked indifferent, and added a handful of firewood to the fire.

"If you are safe, you can leave on your own."

Feng Jue opened his mouth and clenched his fists silently, my lord... my lord doesn't remember him.

That cold and alienated look, as if he was just a strange man she rescued.

'Ling Qingxuan' frowned, and the little guy opposite looked at her strangely.

She simply looked away and continued to meditate.

Unable to hold back the chaotic collision of his heart, even though his whole body was being tortured, Feng Jue still refused to fall asleep.

He stared at the woman who was close at hand, but he didn't dare to approach, curled up his body in pain, his eyes didn't move for a moment.

In the early morning, dewdrops condensed on the treetops, and the pata slid down and hit the forehead of 'Aya Qingxuan'. She opened her eyebrows and found that the boy on the opposite side was gone.

Meeting by chance, no problem.

The purpose of this trip is to solve the beasts near the secret realm. The sect master mentioned that to let the disciples support themselves, she only needs to play a guardian role, so there is no need to follow closely.

Calculate the time, she should go.

Not long after she walked, there was a sound in the grass behind her. She was about to make a move when a fair and beautiful young man appeared, with a fleeting peace of mind in her eyes.

Compared to yesterday's embarrassment, the teenager brushed off the stains on his clothes, and his face and body were clean and tidy, and he looked like a rich boy.

"What are you doing with this seat?"

If it weren't for the fact that spiritual power and magic power could not be detected in him at all, 'Aya Qingxuan' would not let him get so close to him.

The young man opened his mouth as if he couldn't speak. He carefully moved over and stopped one meter away from her.

'Ling Qingxuan' was a little puzzled, but she didn't answer. She turned around and took a step, and the young man behind her followed.

Under the fruit tree, the woman pointed the fruit to him, "The food is here, don't follow this seat."

The boy shook his head and looked at her timidly.

Calling out Jian, the woman stopped looking at him, and Yu Jian left.

The wind was blowing, and a lot of fruit fell from the tree. Feng Jue stood there for less than half a second, and immediately ran in the direction she met.

Every step was lingering for him, even walking was painful to the point of death, but he ran faster.

...

There were more beasts than expected, and when the disciples couldn't resist, 'Aya Qingxuan' appeared to help solve it.

Qi Yuan, who was named and educated by her, hated her teeth, but she could only compliment her face.

'Aya Qingxuan' joined the team and took them to a new secret realm.

"Why is there a wounded little boy here?"

"Where? Shouldn't it be a monster outfit?"

"No, I have probed the spiritual veins, and he is an ordinary person."

In order to maintain her image, Qi Yuan eagerly came over to save the little son.

When she saw her face clearly, she froze slightly, why was that boy again.

"Elder Ling, come and have a look, he vomited blood."

'Ling Qingxuan' walked over with a faint gaze.

It was the little guy again, and he vomited blood again.

How did he get here?

'Ling Qingxuan' threw some medicinal pills over, and when the disciples had almost rested, he led them on the road.

However, the little guy, who seemed to have recovered, followed with a dismal face, like a small tail.

The disciples talked a lot, some said he was dumb, some said he was a fool.

They were more concerned about the secret realm than the one who suddenly appeared, so as they walked, no one cared about him.

After sending all the disciples into the secret realm, 'Ling Qingxuan' turned around and looked at Feng Jue.

She stepped forward and asked, "What do you want?"

The young man shook his head, lowered his eyes, and refused to move even half an inch.

It was a bit boring to wait for the disciple outside the secret, and 'Aya Qingxuan' took out the book and read it.

She shifted her gaze from time to time, and she could see that the young man woke up and fainted, fainted and woke up again.

What was he thinking about dragging such a dilapidated body.

It didn't take long for the disciples to come out one by one. After this experience, they were going to return to the Qiankun Sect.

I don't know who said, "The little son is probably insane, so pitiful, why don't you take it back to the door and do some errands?"

'Ling Qingxuan' saw the gleam in his eyes, it seemed that their words had hit his mind.

Qiankun Sect is a great cultivator of immortals. It is not a big deal to accept a cleaning job. Judging from his eager pursuit, he should be looking forward to immortal sect.

Then it makes sense to keep following her.

"Can."

After the matter was settled, everyone took out their swords and prepared to go back.

The boy standing on the ground raised his head and looked towards 'Aya Qingxuan'.

The nervousness, fear, and worry in those eyes made 'Ling Qingxuan' take a few more glances.

He is a very strange person. Although he is a little mute, he can see a lot of emotions from the movements of his eyes.

"Come up."

She said it, and sure enough, the boy's expression became cheerful, and he stood flattered on her sword and pulled a corner of her clothes.

It's kind of... strange and familiar.

The disciple urged, she didn't think much, and took everyone back.

After finishing what the sect master explained, 'Ling Qingxuan' returned to Qiankun Sect, and without stopping for a moment, he turned around and returned to his own Xuanqing Peak.

"Still letting go?" she said.

The boy hesitated, and lowered his hand in disappointment.

"In the future, you will stay here and do some small things within your ability. This seat is devoted to cultivation. If you don't like to move around, you can do whatever you want."

The young man pursed his lips and nodded, seeing her figure slowly disappearing in the Xuanqing Hall, he finally couldn't help it, and spit out blood again.

The first time he came to Chaos Space, his body was almost at its limit.

He never expected to find Ling Qingxuan so quickly. He was just afraid... afraid that he wouldn't be able to hold on first and would be squeezed out of this space.

Feng Jue's worries soon came, and before he was squeezed out, Elder Ling of Qiankun Sect went into a dreadful practice and died.

He knelt in disbelief in front of 'Aya Qingxuan' and saw her death once again!