The Great Villain is Not to Be Trifled With

Replying to zz is to be scolded.

As for the medicine, it is still necessary to take medicine.

Otherwise, the little guy will keep dawdling behind his back.

In order to make him quieter, Ling Qingxuan showed him the new secret book, and then helped him with medicine.

Yun Que was slightly startled, "Qing'er, where did you get so many secrets about kendo?"

Ling Qingxuan doesn't remember either, it's probably accumulated little by little during these long years.

"If you want, I'll give it to you." It's just that she has to choose first.

Yun Que's eyes gleamed, "Then I only need one of you."

With you, you have everything.

Aya Qingxuan nodded, that was okay.

After all, she is a little girl with her own space.

Bull is bad.

"What about the spirit sword? It seems to recognize the master." Yun Que asked.

"It's just breaking the iron." Ling Qingxuan's tone was light, and the two spirit swords became dissatisfied and made a sound.

Ling Qingxuan felt that she shouldn't have given the little guy one at the time, but now it's better, the two spirit swords suddenly huddled together.

When Ling Qingxuan picked them up, they were originally broken irons, but after she learned to forge, she became a spirit sword.

The Spirit Sword accompanied her cultivation, and was also contaminated with Spiritual Qi.

Ling Qingxuan glanced over there, and the two spirit swords immediately became honest.

Looking at their interaction, Yun Que's brows and eyes were also stained with a smile.

The young man smiled, like a flower blooming.

"What a smirk." Ling Qingxuan commented ruthlessly.

After wrapping the bandages, Ling Qingxuan ignored him again.

The young man smiled lightly, and after a while his eyes narrowed, "Qing'er, are you going to the Wulin League?"

"go."

This seat is going to complete the main quest.

"When you meet me, remember to put water.".

Ling Qingxuan said casually, "It depends on the situation."

[Host, it's okay to put water on your man, right? 】

Do you put hot water?

zz: ? ? ?

Yun Que was not angry, "Then I hope that when the time comes, I won't meet you."

The two got along quietly for a while, before Ling Qingxuan asked Pigeon to take the letter back.

"Qing'er, wait for me for a few more days, and Ning Yu can do whatever you want."

"Okay." In fact, she was not in a hurry. It took minutes to solve the heroine, because the little guy wanted to play first, so she didn't do anything to Ning Yu for the time being.

After leaving Ling Qingxuan, Yun Que returned to the Ning family.

Because of Ning Yu's arrogant arrogance, Ning Lao's disappearance, and the alliance leader's high regard for Ning Yu, the Ning family is now entirely in the hands of Ning Yu.

When Yun Que came back, she saw that she was sitting on the main seat of the Ning family, and the people of the Ning family below dared not to speak out.

"Liu Gongzi, where have you been?" Ning Yu asked the servant to prepare a seat and tea for him, with a face that was no longer as diligent as before.

Yun Que picked up the tea and drank it with a natural expression, "I went out for a walk, the stage for the Wulin League Grand Competition is being built, Ning Yu, how are you preparing?"

"I'm well prepared. When the time comes, the position of the leader will be mine."

Yun Que paused for a moment, and then looked directly over.

Ning Yu's cheeks were slightly sunken, and there was obvious blackness around her eyes. She was also wearing a black dress today, her red lips were gorgeous, and she looked evil.

Her breath changed.

And the tone of voice is full of confidence.

Yun Que frowned slightly, and Ning Yu broke through. The magic power she locked and practiced was assimilating her. If she didn't find a chance to get rid of her, it would be difficult to deal with.

"Liu Gongzi, when the martial arts league competition is over, you will marry me, okay?"

She was thinking about this in her heart, and although the expressions of the people present changed, no one dared to speak.

Yun Que didn't know what happened here before he came, but he could guess something.

After all, Ning Yu will do anything to achieve her goals.

"But the magic..."

As soon as Yun Que opened his mouth, Ning Yu sternly interrupted, "The Demon Sect? You don't have to worry about this. When the competition is over, I will fight the Demon Sect together with everyone in the martial arts."

She must have made some plan, otherwise she would not be so confident.

"That's settled, Young Master Liu, go back to your room to rest, I still have something to explain to the Ning family."

Getting up, Yun Que glanced at her, pursed her lips and left.

Not right.

Something was wrong everywhere.

After he left, the talents in the hall confronted Ning Yu.

"Ning Yu, your father's whereabouts are unknown, so you brought others into the house and robbed the Ning family of being the master of the house. You are really father's good daughter!"

Ning Yu waved his sleeves, the junior was pushed to the pillar by a force, and the sound of bones breaking was particularly clear.

"Ah—! Ning Yu!"

Several people hurried over to help him, Ning Yu held his head high, and said indifferently: "I am naturally my father's good daughter. In the future, the number one position in Jianghu will also be my Ning Yu."

She squinted over, those people were trembling, and even the more fragile people, directly broke down and cried.

Ning Yu passed them step by step.

Only the weak are so useless.

She wants to be the strongest and look down on the world!

…

Taking time out, Yun Que informed Ling Qingxuan of the changes in Ning Yu's body.

"She has reached the ninth floor." Ling Qinger had read the magic book, but she had never practiced.

She is naturally gifted, and if she has other exercises, she doesn't use this secret recipe to absorb other people's inner strength to improve herself.

Even in the Demon Sect, this thing can only be seen and practiced by her and the leader.

Aya Qingxuan still admired her.

When it comes to this magic art, the higher you go, the easier it is to lose your mind, and once you stay at one level for too long, you will become a demonic obstacle.

It is normal for Ning Yu to have such changes.

"Stay away from her normally, don't let her hurt you." Ling Qingxuan pulled away the cloud tower that took the opportunity to hug her.

Yun Que posted it again, "Okay, I'll listen to you."

Aya Qingxuan pushed and just touched the spot where he was injured when he assassinated a member of the Wulin League the day before yesterday.

The young man snorted, cold sweat on his forehead.

Ling Qingxuan didn't push him anymore, and pulled him directly in front of him, pulling off his white clothes.

"Qing'er."

The girl's movements were a bit rude, but Yun Que held back her humming.

Ling Qingxuan saw the blue and purple spot under his waist and put his hands on it.

The cold skin trembled at the touch, Yun Que pursed his lips and hissed softly, "It hurts."

The boy's voice was soft and aggrieved.

"It doesn't hurt."

Ling Qingxuan directly re-tied his clothes.

[…] zz thought they would do something, looking forward to it in vain.

Yun Que lay on her bed and touched the vacant seat next to her.

Qing'er went next door, that was Ouyang Xuan's room.

Hearing about the Great Competition, the emperor was also invited to watch it.

On that day, he would at least avenge his younger brother.

You must not tell Qing'er about killing the Nine-Five Zhizun in public.

He wished that the white clothes would be leisurely and not change into other colors in her eyes.

After a while, Aya Qingxuan came over with the medicine.

The altar master has given more missions recently, so Ouyang Xuan has more medicine.

With a light expression, she unbuttoned Yun Que's clothes again, rubbed the ointment with her hands, and patted him on the waist.

"hiss!"

Really hard.