The Great Villain is Not to Be Trifled With

Changsun House.

The carriage came back slowly, and the eldest grandson Zhilan got off the carriage following the eldest grandson's patriarch, while the eldest grandson Yuhui walked silently with her eyes lowered.

When the three of them arrived in the hall, the eldest grandson said angrily, "Kneel down."

Changsun Zhilan glanced at Changsun Yuhui, "Father told you to kneel down, are you deaf?"

The head of the eldest grandson pointed to the eldest grandson Zhilan and said, "Zhilan, kneel down."

"Me?" Zhangsun Zhilan couldn't believe it, "Why am I kneeling, what did I do wrong?"

"The good marriage was ruined by your shortsightedness. You said that you did nothing wrong. It seems that I was too arrogant to you."

The eldest Sun Zhilan contradicted: "That Qing Nuan is a waste, who would have known that he would suddenly have such a spirit beast, I'm right, if he didn't come out today, would you blame me!"

"You, you are so rude to your father, family law!"

Every family has a family law, and the eldest grandson's family is burning with fire.

The phoenix spirit beast flew out of his body and spewed flames at the eldest grandson Zhilan. Although it didn't hurt the skin, it made her feel the pain of burning.

"Ah! Father! Put it away! Father!"

The eldest grandson Zhilan was in a state of dismay, while the eldest grandson Yuhui lowered her eyes quietly, neither dissuaded nor interrupted.

"Yuhui."

Suddenly being named, the eldest grandson Yuhui bent down and said, "Father."

"You did a good job this time, go back to rest first."

The eldest grandson of the family did not expect that this daughter was much smarter, not only did not cause him any trouble, but also helped them out of the siege.

He's also less prejudiced against her.

"Yes, father."

After Changsun Yuhui left, the flames on Changsun Zhilan disappeared, she fell to the ground, her clothes were soaked in sweat, her hair was messy, and she was panting hot.

The eldest grandson asked the maid to take her back to confinement.

The eldest grandson, Yuhui, who returned to the room, took off his coat.

She looked around the broken room, believing it would be replaced soon.

"Owner."

The black-winged spirit bird emerged from her body. Although it was in its juvenile form, it looked steady and sharp.

"I will find a way to contact the Qing family. Before that, I will swallow this."

The eldest grandson Yuhui took out a small cage from the dark compartment under the bed.

Taking a closer look, even though the beast was of a similar race, it was full of black gas and violence.

"Master, I don't want to devour demon beasts." Compared with spirit beasts fused with human profound energy, demon beasts with only magical power are tasteless to swallow, and the improvement is not high.

"I will ask my father to let me participate in the stone tower. Before that, we must improve as soon as possible. If you are picky, you don't have to swallow it in the future."

"……Okay."

The black feather fell to the ground, and the demon beast in the cage only groaned in pain before disappearing from the cage.

The eldest grandson Yuhui's spirit beast hiccupped and returned to her body to adjust her breath.

The woman bent over to sort out the mess in the house.

That spirit beast, she has to settle.

...

"Aqiu!"

In the room, the little girl sat indifferently on the exclusive mat Qing Nuan made for her.

"Linger, what do you think of this piece of fabric?"

The boy held a needle and thread in his hand and looked at her sincerely.

The feather coat of his own spirit beast was too thin, so he wanted to make another one for her.

"whatever."

Ling Qingxuan didn't feel cold, she just watched the boy's excitement, so he didn't hit him.

She got up and flew to the mirror and looked at herself.

"This face..." was actually somewhat similar to her in the state of soul.

Cold eyes narrowed slightly, with coercion, the mirror shattered.

"Aya?"

Qing Nuan took her to the other side and looked at the mirror puzzled.

"Why is it broken? Yes! Every year is safe, this is a good sign." The boy explained.

Ling Qingxuan sat on the mat, trying to summon the spirit sword.

[Host, the strength of the villain is too bad~ Forcibly summoned, the villain does not know what will happen. 】

Will it suddenly hang up?

[emmm may. 】

Aya Qingxuan is ready to try.

【…】

"Hi..." There was a sound from the boy's side, and Ling Qingxuan raised her eyes to look, the slender and fair finger pulp was punctured by a needle, and blood beads spread out.

He was about to wipe off the handkerchief at will, when his fingertips weighed heavily, he was held down by the little girl's hand.

"Ling'er, are you worried about me? I'm fine." The boy pursed his lips and smiled.

The little girl said lightly, "I'm afraid the blood will stain my fabric."

Qing Nuan: ...his soul beast, as expected, still doesn't get close to him.

While depressed, she saw that she bit her fingertips. After the blood came out, she reached out and touched the blood on Qing Nuan's fingertips.

"Blood contract?"

This should have been established by the master, but Ling Qingxuan was the first to establish it as a spirit beast.

The two drops of blood fused together, surrounded by profound energy and spiritual energy, then separated in half, flew between the eyebrows of the two and disappeared.

Qing Nuan wanted to say something, but due to the surge of profound energy in her body, she had to immediately cross-legged to practice digestion.

Ling Qingxuan returned to lying on the mat, her face slightly pale.

[Host, you blood pact...] How is it one-sided!

A normal blood pact is that the spirit beasts share profound energy from the master to improve themselves, and after the master dies, the spirit beasts must disappear together.

This is a two-way contract, and the master will live and die with the spirit beast.

However, if the spirit beast dies first, the owner will suffer damage and will have to refine the spirit beast again after a few years with strength.

But the reason why Ling Qingxuan's blood contract was made one-sided by zz was because when the contract was established, Qing Nuan would obtain profound energy transformed from spiritual energy from her, and she would not receive any profound energy assistance.

Secondly, if she dies first, all the spiritual power contained in the goddess will be given to Qing Nuan.

Therefore, this contract was made unilaterally by her.

With cold eyes, Ling Qingxuan glanced at the boy who was digesting spiritual power.

She established such a contract just to cut off the strength connection between them.

In this way, she doesn't have to limit her spiritual power because of the little guy's waste material strength.

[...] Hehe, do you see my letter?

zz, give you a task.

Aya Qingxuan threw the cloth into the space.

zz seconds to understand.

Come on, my host feels distressed that the villain can't sew, so let this pig do the work.

Sad, crying.

...

A stick of incense time passed, and the boy sitting on the bed opened his eyes, and the profound energy around his body had not dissipated.

He exhaled the turbid air and sank his hands into his dantian. He found that his profound strength was more than twice as thick, and his profound strength aptitude had also changed from a low-level to an intermediate-level.

"Ling'er!" He looked at the table, the little girl was lying down and sleeping, she rolled and fell to the ground.

Qing Nuan quickly stepped forward to catch it, he pursed his lips and said, "Thank you."

It must be because of her that he has risen so fast.

Aya Qingxuan closed his eyes.

How embarrassing to open it at this time, when she was an egg, she was used to rolling, and almost fell. At such a shameful moment, she didn't want to face the little guy.

Qing Nuan secretly poked her face and put her on the bed.

It's too much, and I even poke this seat many times.

Believe it or not, this seat will let zz bite you.

[Host~] Just thinking about it, zz appears.

[Look, host, I have prepared a complete set of small supplies! 】

In the space, small combs, tea cups, even tables, chairs and rooms, etc., are all ready.

zz, not bad.

Finally hearing his host's voluntary praise, zz jumped in the space.

This seat will kill you later.

[…] This is not the reward it wants!