The Great Villain is Not to Be Trifled With

Chapter 296: Demon girl, take your life 6

"Wow~ I finally caught it!"

The man was wearing simple clothes, with wet ink covering his body, and his eyes were a little swollen from being soaked in the water for a while.

After seeing two girls standing in front of him, he hugged the few fish he had just caught and quickly apologized.

"I'm sorry, I'm really too hungry to catch fish here. I'm sorry, two girls."

Judging by his age, he is only twenty, with a handsome face, but because his body is drenched in water, his smile looks extraordinarily simple and honest.

[Ouyang Xuan, host, this is the male protagonist! 】

Ling Qingxuan took out his other sword and stabbed him in the throat.

The zz is over, [Host, wait! 】

'poof'

Ouyang Xuan quickly blocked the fatal blow with the fat fish in his hand.

He was slightly stunned, a little nervous, "Gu, girl, do you want to eat fish together?"

Aya Qingxuan rubbed her stomach, she was hungry.

Let him spare his life for now.

Kill him after eating the fish.

Shaoyan, who was offline the whole time, woke up and glared at him with a whip, "Where is the Dengzi!"

As a demon sect, the rule is to kill whoever does not please the eye.

But as a demon girl with strong roots, Ling Qingxuan stopped Shaoyan from doing it.

[Host, you just want to eat fish. 】

Then this seat should kill the male lead.

【wait wait wait! There is no shame in eating fish, it is a great thing! 】

After a while, the fire by the creek exuded the aroma of grilled fish. Ouyang Xuan brought oil and seasonings himself, so the fish was not bland.

"Girl, this is an apology." Ouyang Xuan smiled and gave Ling Qingxuan the fattest one.

Shaoyan sneezed, her eyes were on fire, she was the one who should be apologized the most!

Ling Qingxuan took a bite, the grilled fish was full of oil, and the stomach was the best.

She glanced at Ouyang Xuan who was seriously grilling the second fish.

Male lead? future emperor?

He's more or less the cook.

[He originally wanted to be a cook, but he has the blood of the royal family, and the first few brothers were either injured or miserable, so the emperor, who wanted to live forever, chose him as the candidate for the crown prince. 】

So why is the male protagonist in the mountains.

[Because he is a martial arts fanatic, he wanted to watch the competition of the new generation of the martial arts league, and then he met the heroine Ning Yu. Ning Yu knew his identity and easily made him fall in love with her. 】

Looking at this handsome appearance, simple and honest temperament, coupled with the fanaticism of martial arts, it is no wonder that he would fall in love with Ning Yu easily.

zz raised his eyebrows, [But just now, the male protagonist was fascinated by the host's handsome swordsmanship, and already had a good impression of you. 】

Aya Qingxuan felt that the fish could not be eaten anymore.

Why don't you kill the male protagonist when he has a crush on her?

The so-called pain and happiness.

[Host, we have to work hard to be a big devil with strong roots, please be a model for the Whitewashing Demon Cult. 】

Ling Qingxuan nibbled at the fish and listened to Ouyang Xuan's self-introduction.

"The next surname is Ouyang, Dan Mingxuan, and Guan Zhinian are going to watch the Wulin League Grand Competition. What do you call the two girls?"

Shaoyan was silent, thinking about killing people.

Aya Qingxuan continued to eat the fish, and then wiped her mouth gracefully.

"Wulin League Grand Competition, you know that the Demon Sect will also participate."

Ouyang Xuan shook his head like a baby, "I don't know, what is the origin of the demon sect?"

Shaoyan sneered, "Murder and arson, rape, murder, looting, all evil, no one can escape the pursuit of the demon sect."

Lingqing Xuan Wangtian, the road to whitewashing is a little long.

After all, the impression of the Demon Sect is what Shao Yan said.

Shaoyan continued: "The second-ranked demon saint in the world of Jianghu masters likes to wear red clothes. She is cruel and cruel. If she falls into her hands, there will be no survivors."

Aya Qingxuan frowned.

Is the external image of this seat so powerful?

Ouyang Xuan listened to it all, and then pointed at Ling Qingxuan, "Yes, is this red?"

Aya Qingxuan nodded.

Ouyang Xuan has been in the palace for nearly 20 years, often dealing with kitchen utensils, but never with swords.

He only knows a little bit of three-legged cat kung fu, and he learned it from other people's movements. On the third day of his real arrival in Jianghu, he met a handsome chivalrous girl who wielded a sword.

Ouyang Xuan heard his own voice swallowing his saliva, "Then, what other characteristics does that demon saint have?"

This girl is so elegant and beautiful when she eats fish, he must be wrong.

Ling Qingxuan felt that Shao Yan was speaking slowly, so she pointed to her forehead and said, "Saint of the Demon Sect, with a cinnabar mole on her forehead."

"Congratulations, you have met the top demon."

Ouyang Xuan opened and closed his mouth, and rolled his eyes for a while, dizzy on the ground covered with leaves.

He hasn't had a bite of fish yet.

very hungry.

In addition, he met the Holy Maiden of the Demon Sect, and no one survived, so he was frightened.

Aya Qingxuan poked him with a branch.

Hard.

The future emperor was too timid.

"Holy daughter, Ouyang is the emperor's surname. He may be a prince or a counterfeiter. They have nothing to do with my demon religion. Do you want to get rid of him?"

If it wasn't for Ling Qingxuan's suppression here, Shaoyan would have already started.

Ling Qingxuan thought for a while, then looked at Shaoyan, "Can you cook?"

Shaoyan: …

She is a demonic person, specializing in killing hands, doing what to cook.

There happened to be someone who could cook, so Ling Qingxuan stuffed all the dry food to Shaoyan to hold.

The reputation is that you can't waste food, Shaoyan needs to eat it up.

dead.

Fortunately, I brought Shaoyan cannon fodder out.

[...] Lighting wax for Shaoyan.

...

Ouyang Xuan felt a little cold on his body, he shivered, raised his eyes, and found that he was still in the position where he was in the daytime, and the fire shone on the faces of the two women, a little horrified.

"Ah—ahem, ahem!" He chokes himself in fright.

"Devil, demon, you are from the demon religion!"

Ling Qingxuan swung the sword expressionlessly, and the spirit sword swish twice in the sky, and after a while, two pigeons fell by the fire.

"Can you roast pigeons?"

Ouyang Xuan: ? ? ?

The action is so handsome and fast!

But why ask him this?

Ouyang Xuan, who was honorably appointed as a chef, was only short of an apron and a hat.

When Ling Qingxuan gave him the pigeon, he saw the letterbox at the pigeon's feet.

Wow, this is an unusual pigeon, it must be better roasted.

There are two pieces of letter paper, one with the specific time of the Wulin League Grand Competition on it, and one with the reply.

The handwriting is different, and it appears to be a letter exchanged between two people.