The Great Villain is Not to Be Trifled With

"Eldest grandson Yuhui, a concubine should look like a concubine. Don't let me find out that you are deliberately trying to please your father."

Seeing the bleeding on her face, Zhangsun Zhilan snorted coldly and left with the maid.

Changsun Yuhui slowly stood up and looked at the back of Changsun Zhilan leaving, her eyes darkening.

"Why don't you leave?" Ling Qingxuan lifted her eyes from Qing Nuan's shoulders, and saw Yuhui, the eldest grandson standing there with a gloomy atmosphere, a few bars away.

"Nothing, let's go back." Looking back, Qing Nuan said nothing.

On the carriage back home, Qingyang looked towards Qingnuan more than once, and the letter of thanks, who was sitting beside him with a grin, was unexpectedly silent.

Without the active atmosphere, the atmosphere on the carriage was surprisingly awkward.

When he returned to Qing's house and saw Qing Nuan returning to the room with an impermanent expression, Qing Yang grabbed a few bottles of medicine from his arms and gave them to Uncle Wen.

"Master, what is this?"

"Teacher asked me to bring that waste medicine." Qing Yang left blankly, but Uncle Wen didn't fully understand.

Xie Han explained on the side: "Qing Nuan is not feeling well today, you will send it to him later."

This brother-in-law has to find someone to carry any medicine.

"Okay." Uncle Wen saw him rubbing his waist and asked, "Master Xie, are you injured?"

"No..." Xie Han gritted his teeth secretly, that guy Qingyang never took him lightly.

"By the way, can you help me prepare a guest room, I'm bothering you."

He has been staying in Qingyang's room for the past few days. Although he is sleeping on the couch, he has never mentioned living alone.

Uncle Wen thought he was embarrassed to squeeze with Qingyang, so he agreed with a smile.

...

In the room, Qing Nuan sat on the bed to adjust her breath, while Ling Qingxuan took a bath in the small villa zz made for herself.

Although spirit beasts don't use water very often, she used to take a bath at this time of the day when she was in the egg, so zz made a small tub for her.

Soaked in the water, what Ling Qingxuan thought about was the blood of monsters.

In the original plot, the blood of monsters was awakened when Qing Nuan was eighteen years old, and he is now less than three months away from his eighteenth birthday.

It seems that there is more time, and Aya Qingxuan has to find a solution.

What is puzzling is why a good human being has the blood of monsters in his body.

[Host, I won't show the untriggered plot. The villain's father will know more about the blood of beasts. 】

"Um……"

Qing Nuan groaned, and Ling Qingxuan turned to face him.

The boy's eyebrows and eyes are picturesque, not as delicate as this worldly mortal, and a few strands of ink hair hang down his cheeks, outlining the lines of his increasingly mature face.

Ling Qingxuan got up from the water, wrapped a coat and flew over.

He put his small hand on his forehead and closed his eyes coldly.

The restless profound energy in the body was smoothed out by the invading spiritual energy, and Qing Nuan's cold forehead stopped sweating.

Following this spiritual power, Qing Nuan's breath gradually recovered.

The long and dense eyelashes were slightly lifted, and the little girl's white skin with water vapor came into view, and the half-wet hair was sticking to the skin, which made it more obvious.

Qing Nuan was stunned, something came out from the tip of her nose.

"Qing Nuan... are you angry?"

Ling Qingxuan retracted her palm, and what she saw was the appearance of the boy's absent-minded nosebleed.

She made a handkerchief in her hand and directly blocked the bleeding place.

【...Host, don't be so rude! 】

Isn't the first step in a nosebleed to stop the bleeding?

【You should wipe it gently. ] zz education road.

Oh, the little guy's hands are not broken.

Qing Nuan covered her nose with her hands, "I-I'll look for medicine."

Ling Qingxuan thought seriously, what did the little guy eat recently, or was it because of the dry weather?

Qing Nuan, who was looking for medicine, just looked up and accidentally glanced at the mirror, and saw her blushing face in a panic.

He must be in a hurry to cultivate before he gets angry.

Turning around, he looked for the figure of the little girl, but saw that she had returned to his small home. The curve behind the curtain was particularly obvious, and she was changing clothes.

Qing Nuan touched the tip of her nose.

His eyes drooped slightly, but the tips of his ears turned red.

...

Soon it was time for the Academy Stone Tower to open.

In addition to our students, the people who signed up also had children from other families.

Qing Nuan stood outside one of the entrances, waiting for the teacher to announce the start.

The little girl sat on his shoulders and swayed her legs. Under the sunlight, her body seemed to be covered with a halo, like a goddess who had truly descended.

The people around pointed and pointed, but it was no longer the remarks that mocked and humiliated Qing Nuan before, but envy and jealousy.

Qing Nuan was thinking about the preparations that big brother was reluctant to talk about, and didn't pay attention to the surroundings.

He didn't turn his eyes back until the woman's voice frequently rang in his ears.

"Young Master Qing." Seeing him look over, the eldest grandson Yuhui saluted.

"Miss Changsun." Qing Nuan's tone didn't fluctuate much, just a polite response.

"What a coincidence, I am also the entrance." Zhangsun Yuhui raised the sign in her hand.

Qing Nuan's gaze followed the direction of the jade card, and she saw the eldest Sun Zhilan not far away, her face was covered with a piece of gauze, and she looked towards this side with fear and resentment.

On the other hand, the eldest grandson Yuhui was very generous, and there was no cover on her face, revealing the scar that had faded.

"Young Master Qing, why don't we form a team, what do you think?"

Only one person can enter the entrance of the stone tower at a time, but if you want to form a team, you can wait for the next person to go up together.

The team will divide the strength of the two equally, but only one monster will be encountered.

I heard that Changsun Yuhui's strength is not bad. The two of them formed a team and it sounded pretty good.

But Qing Nuan had a very strange feeling in her heart. The eldest grandson Yuhui asked him to talk to him, but her eyes moved to his shoulder from time to time.

There, is the location of his natal beast.

"No." The boy slowly refused: "Miss Changsun, are you interested in my spirit beast?"

The eldest grandson Yuhui was stunned, she did not expect Qing Nuan to observe so carefully.

Her small gestures, ordinary people can't see it at all.

"Well, she's beautiful."

Ling Qingxuan sat lazily without looking at her coldly.

Even if the heroine praises her, she will kill the heroine and her spirit beast.

Now that she's delivered to the door, it's not all white.

The young man's expression changed slightly after hearing this praise, "She is mine, please ask Miss Changsun to control herself."

Those eyes clearly wanted to **** her away.

Qing Nuan turned around and ignored her.

Just as the teacher announced the start, he stepped forward to hand in his jade card and stepped into the entrance.

The breath of thousands of demon beasts rushed towards his face, and the profound energy of Qing Nuan's body was slammed down, and the pressure seemed to smash his profound energy.

The stone pagoda has seven floors.

This has just come in, he can't admit defeat.

He quickly adjusted his breath, and his profound strength formed a shield around him to resist the magic power of those monsters.

"howl--"

"Roar!"

"boom!"

There were a lot of messy voices in her ears, and Qing Nuan raised her eyes slightly.

The chains of the seven-storey iron gates moved, and the iron gates that were supposed to be opened up by the passers-by, opened at the same time.