The Great Villain is Not to Be Trifled With

The discussion lasted for almost a morning, and at the end, the leader of the alliance, Liu Ningyu, had lunch together.

"Ning Yu, you are much more enlightened than Ning Lao. We old guys have come all the way. He never knows how to change things. He holds the frame of the right path and is bound by what he can do."

"You brought up a very good idea today. The old man and your father are friends, and you will be my goddaughter in the future."

Ning Yu listened to the hypocrisy of the alliance leader, and didn't care. The table was full of colors and fragrances. She only held the water cup and coughed lightly.

"Lord, I have something to say."

The allies quickly let people back.

There was only two people left in the dining room, which looked very empty. Ning Yu's words caught the leader by surprise.

"When the new Alliance Leader takes office, the Alliance Lord's Mansion has to be let go, right?"

"Well." The leader's heart sank and felt that the girl was not easy to speak.

"It's a pity, the next leader will be Ning Yu. If the leader cooperates with me, I can make you the deputy leader."

The alliance leader has never seen such an arrogant woman. Of course, the demon girl is not counted. In the right way, Ning Yu is really the first among the juniors.

He frowned immediately, "I didn't expect you to be so ambitious, but there are so many more powerful juniors, are you sure you will be the first?"

Ning Yu sneered, put his palm in front of him, and directly showed his magic power.

The leader of the alliance was not frightened as he imagined, and he suddenly realized, "You have found Feng Ren."

"That's right." Ning Yu withdrew his hand, "Since I promised to let the Wulin League and the Demon Sect cooperate, I must have sincerity, and Master Feng Ren has also given me sincerity."

"Magic sect!" The leader thought about this.

That was a secret, Feng Ren actually gave it to her?

"Do you want to learn?" An old book appeared in Ning Yu's hand.

The leader's facial expression was finally uncontrollable, and his hands even moved forward.

The magic secret book, this is something that can quickly improve one's own skills after practice.

Even if you absorb others to make up for yourself.

Such a thing is full of great temptation.

"Feng Ren allowed you to do this?" Finally regaining his sanity, the leader picked up the chopsticks and ate the vegetables seriously.

It's just the hypocrisy on the surface of the righteous path, and Ning Yu doesn't want to talk nonsense.

"Naturally, it can be learned from the leader, but the leader has to cooperate with me well." Ning Yu knew that if she came with Ning Lao, she would definitely not have the opportunity now.

No, without Ning Lao, things will go smoothly.

The main food of the alliance could not be swallowed, "Old man think about it."

Ning Yu got up, and her movements were unrestrained, but her eyes were unpleasant, "Then the leader should think about it, Ning Yu has no appetite for the time being, so he will go back first."

In the dining room, only the leader was left.

As if chewing wax, he put down his chopsticks.

Sharp and cloudy eyes, sending out a danger signal.

"A mere junior wants to climb on top of this old man? It's ridiculous."

With just a whistle, an eagle flew in, the servant came with a pen and paper, and the leader wrote on it.

"Leader, is this?"

The servant's words were not answered. The leader put the written letter into the straight cylinder, waved the eagle, and then picked up the chopsticks again and ate it in an orderly manner.

...

What the Demon Sect has done on the rivers and lakes during this period is unbelievable.

A good name is placed on the demon sect, and a bad name is placed on the demon sect.

Ling Qingxuan was neither arrogant nor impetuous, and continued to live a life of instructing the altar masters to do things every day, and training Ouyang Xuan in his behavior.

Of course, if Yun Que came, she would leave them behind and drag Yun Que to the room.

Ouyang Xuan complained to the altar master more than once.

"How can a saint be so focused on a man?"

"What's that man's name, Yunque? I think he's more or less like a clerk, who spends every day in the room with the Holy Maiden like that."

The altar master rolled his eyes, "You're just jealous, just find a girl to **** off the fire."

"I...I didn't mean that!"

When the altar master saw his shy look, he snorted, "Don't be embarrassed like a big girl, Ouyang Xuan, haven't you been to Hualou yet? Would you like your brother to take you to open a meat shop?"

Ouyang Xuan patted his outstretched hand away with a gloomy expression, "Be serious."

"When have you ever seen a serious person from the Demon Sect?" The altar master suddenly looked serious, and those deep eyes seemed to see through everything.

"Ouyang Xuan, after you become emperor, you will have three thousand beauties in the harem. Some people can't spend the rest of their lives with you."

"So, stop liking the Saintess."

Ouyang Xuan exploded, and he glared angrily, "I admire the saint, not like it. Have you misunderstood something?"

"Also, there are three thousand beauties in the harem. If there were so many, the emperors would have already died in bed!"

He panted, realizing that he was actually angry.

Covering his face, he sat down, trying to calm down.

The altar master continued: "There is no conflict between right and wrong. We are now in a cooperative relationship. When you inherit the throne in the future, if you catch me, just let me go."

Ouyang Xuan muttered, "Who will arrest you?"

The altar master protected him several times, and he remembered it all.

Although he was talking about disgust, there were a lot of times when Ouyang Xuan was stabbed for him.

"Don't worry, if I really see you in the future, I'll take a detour and pretend I don't know that you are the altar master of the Demon Sect."

"Oh~" The altar master looked at him faintly, "The Holy Maiden likes Yunque very much, and you should speak less of him in the future."

Ouyang Xuan said obediently, "Okay."

His little life had to be saved.

Ling Qingxuan didn't know what happened between the two, she only knew that Yun Que had come to her again to get medicine.

"How did it hurt?"

There were a few more scratches on the boy's flawless arm.

Yun Que looked calm, "I accidentally made it."

Ling Qingxuan threw the medicine bottle to him, "You hurt yourself a little bit."

The young man immediately softened his eyes and looked at her like water, "But last time my palm was hurt, you also helped me with medicine."

"The weather was fine that day." Ling Qingxuan casually found an excuse.

"The weather is fine today." Yun Que looked at her.

Ling Qingxuan read the news of the Demon Sect's main altar, and said coldly, "You have not lost your other hand, go up by yourself."

Looking down, she had to think about how to reply to Feng Ren.

Why don't you just find the ill words in his words and throw them back.

[Host... This is the job of the language teacher. 】

Then I won't go back, just pretend I didn't see it.

Just as he was thinking about it, he stretched out his injured arm in front of Aya Qingxuan.

The boy was next to her and sighed, "The injury isn't serious anyway, so just leave it like this."

Aya Qingxuan looked indifferent.

Then you take it aside, what are you shaking in front of this seat, dazzling!

[Host, just take the medicine, and soon, if the villain becomes infected and inflamed, this skin will leave a mark. 】

A manly man, what's wrong with a little scar.

[...] Everyday I feel bad for the villain.