The Great Villain is Not to Be Trifled With

Because he was beaten up by Qingyang, Xie Han stayed at Qing's house for a few days.

He and Qingyang went to the academy together. After getting on the carriage, he saw Qing Nuan who was cultivating with his eyes closed.

"You don't even miss this time on the road, your brother is so hardworking." Xie Han bumped Qingyang with his elbow.

Qingyang ignored it, but out of the corner of the eye glanced at Qing Nuan.

The young man pursed his lips and frowned, mobilizing his profound energy, sweat dripped from his white forehead, and his hair was wet.

He and Qing Nuan are half-brothers.

That gentle woman, he still remembers, Qing Nuan seems to have inherited all her advantages, she looks like her, and has a similar temperament.

Unfortunately, he is a man.

As the young master, he must support the Qing family in the future, and he does not need to stay on the weak side.

Aware of the icy gaze, Qing Yang looked sideways.

The little girl sitting on the cushion with her legs folded is domineering, her eyes are cold, and there seems to be a warning in her eyes.

"puff!"

Xie Han also looked over and couldn't help covering his mouth halfway, "Ling'er, who combed your hair for you?"

The first time I saw Ling Qingxuan in the mansion, Xie Han's spirit beast couldn't help but ran out and chased after her.

After being beaten, he couldn't get up, so he honestly returned to his body.

Xie Han also saw the strength of the goddess clan spirit beast, and had a deep impression of her cold and arrogant image.

But now, the little girl's smooth black hair has been combed into a crooked whip with a small flower inserted on it.

"Don't call me by my name." Ling Qingxuan squinted.

Who else could comb it.

The little guy wanted to help her comb her hair on a whim, but zz said that he couldn't dissuade the villain's enthusiasm.

Aya Qingxuan let him do it.

The result was this, completely ruining her big brother's temperament.

[Host, don't be angry, let's tie ten pigtails to the villain while he sleeps at night. 】

Do you need night to braid him?

This seat prefers to braid your pig hair into small braids.

[…] Cough, cough.

Xie Han was swept away by the cold eyes, and his heart was also slightly cold. He smiled and said: "Qing Nuan named you Ling'er, what would I call you Ling'er?"

It's not a shame that it's the Protoss, the pressure of this breath is too strong.

Xie Han looked at Qing Nuan enviously.

He also seems to have such a spirit beast.

'Owner! ' the spirit dog said angrily.

"Cough." He almost forgot that the spirit beast knew what he was thinking.

The little girl's face was frosty, "My name can only be called by him."

"Yo, this is discriminatory, so what do you call him, master?"

Almost all spirit beasts are called masters.

"Little waste." Little guy.

Xie Han couldn't help laughing again. It was the first time he saw the beast of life complaining and disgusting his master so much.

"It's here." Uncle Wen said outside.

The carriage bumped to a stop, Qing Nuan opened her watery peach blossom eyes, and Xie Han sighed in Qing Yang's ear.

"Your brother is really beautiful... uh!"

Qing Yang's face did not change, but his foot firmly stepped on Xie Han's foot.

"Brother, Xie Gongzi."

Qing Nuan looked at them, not knowing why.

"Haha, after sitting for a long time, my feet are a little itchy." Xie Han twitched his mouth and retracted his feet.

The transparent wings moved slightly, and the little girl sat on the shoulders of the boy with a faint look.

"Aya...Little Goddess, I have broad shoulders, do you want to sit on my brother's shoulders?" Xie Han chased after and thought about it, but was pulled by Qingyang, and sat back without noticing.

"What are you pulling me for?" he accused backwards.

"Don't move the mind of Qingnuan Spirit Beast."

Qingyang passed him, Xie Han laughed, "You won't let me move your mind of the white tiger, and you won't let me move your brother's mind of the spirit beast, so why do you let me move?"

Anyway, in the past few days at Qing's house, he can see clearly that Qingyang's mouth is too straight and he hates his younger brother. He is simply a younger brother.

Xie Han grabbed the handle and prepared to take it out to make fun of him.

The man is slender, looking back at him, the wind is blowing, his hair is slightly curly, like a handsome young man in a painting.

The genes of this Qing family are really good, one or two are so good-looking.

Xie Han said with a guilty conscience: "Okay, don't beat her up."

...

The spirit beast of the young master of the Qing family finally broke out of its shell, and it was still a goddess clan that almost perished.

The news reached the academy a few days ago. Because Qing Nuan had absorbed profound energy for several days, Uncle Wen asked for leave for him.

After a few days, when Qing Nuan returned to the class, he was surrounded by water.

"Qing Nuan, this is your spirit beast? It's so beautiful!"

"The young form of the goddess is actually a human form, and she has wings, wow! I am so envious!"

"..."

Listening to them constantly complimenting Ling Qingxuan, the boy who was the master pursed his lips and retreated from the encirclement.

'Aya, return to my body. ’

He communicated with Ling Qingxuan.

'No return. ’

After returning, the only thing left to the spirit beast was the profound energy package of its owner Dantian, which was no different from the eggshell, and it was very boring.

It's better to be outside, anyway, she doesn't consume the little guy's profound energy.

Qing Nuan's brows drooped slightly.

Ling'er is very popular. As a master, he should be proud and happy.

But when he looked at her with so many eyes and wanted to reach out and touch her, he was irritable.

I don't want them to see it.

"Qing Nuan, don't be so stingy, let me touch her, if it's a big deal, I'll take out my spirit beast for you to touch."

The man who was arrogant and domineering to him a few days ago was about to reach out.

Qing Nuan took out her sword, "Take it away."

The youth's profound energy burst out, and a few strands of hair fell.

The man retracted his hand and glared at him.

"Class." The arrival of the teacher made everyone quiet down.

Qing Nuan sat down, and Ling Qingxuan opened his book and glanced at it roughly.

Haven't the knowledgeable guys above already mastered it?

It's better to have a practical class.

After flipping through it for a while, Ling Qingxuan took out other books on this continent to read.

In the early stage, as a spirit beast egg with no knowledge reserve, Ling Qingxuan is now frantically absorbing knowledge.

She turned the book too fast, and the sound of the book caught the teacher's attention.

"Qing Nuan."

"Teacher." Qing Nuan stood up.

"Why don't you take the spirit beast back into your body?" Allowing him to hold the spirit beast's egg before was already a concession. Now that such a beautiful spirit beast appeared in the classroom, many students' eyes were on her, how could they concentrate.

Speaking of which, his spirit beast eggs have actually hatched, and they are still a rare goddess. Even the spirit beasts in the teacher's body are eager to move, wanting to bow their heads.

"Ling'er." Qing Nuan called out, "Go back to my body first."

His voice hit the young leaves like raindrops, pattering, and ripples rolled up in his heart.

Aya Qingxuan's figure disappeared from the table.

Qing Nuan breathed a sigh of relief, and the moment she entered, it seemed that her soul was in harmony, and she felt a sense of satisfaction.

Ling Qingxuan entered the dantian place, following the flow of profound energy, just as she was about to move on, a purple-black aura flashed by.

It didn't seem to expect a foreign object to invade, and it fled very quickly.

Cold eyes flashed slightly, and Ling Qingxuan chased after him.