The Great Villain is Not to Be Trifled With

The challenge in the stone tower continued, and the teachers responded outside and took the injured students to the pharmacy.

The time has come to the second day, and not a single student has successfully emerged from the top of the tower.

Qingyang sat not far away with the book, and looked in from time to time.

He really expected too much, thinking that he only came out for three days, how could Qing Nuan come out the next day.

"Morning~"

Xie Han brought breakfast, sat carelessly next to him, and handed him a copy.

Qing Yangxuan glanced at it and didn't answer.

"It's still hot, Young Master Qing, don't dislike it."

Xie Han's tone was a bit strange, Qing Yang raised his eyes and saw the uncomfortable expression on his face.

"I was served by your father's family law?"

"Yes, but I'm the only son in the family, and he won't beat me to death."

Xie Han's **** hurts, and so does his father, who would spank him when he was disobedient as before.

Sitting on the ground, he was actually uncomfortable, especially because there was grass under his butt, which made him panic.

Qingyang glanced at him and took the breakfast.

Actually he is not hungry.

"Wait for Qing Nuan." Xie Han asked knowingly, so Qing Yang didn't speak.

Xie Han saw him reading a book quietly, and took out the book himself.

...

"Huh..." On the fifth floor of the stone pagoda, the young man held the spirit sword and closed the iron door.

Qing Nuan felt a little strange in her heart, why the monsters on the fifth floor were a little weaker than those on the first floor.

He glanced sideways at the little girl who was dangling her legs.

"Ling'er, I remember that the monsters will also surrender to the goddess, are you..."

"No." Ling Qingxuan quickly denied.

However, her response so quickly made the teenager even more suspicious.

On the sixth floor, when the monster saw Ling Qingxuan, he couldn't help but want to slip away.

"Roar--"

It finally hit the spirits to be a sparring partner for this human being. He didn't expect the young man to shoot so neatly. He closed his heavy eyelids and was almost blinded by him.

"Goddess, I..."

'Hold. ’

The monster on the sixth floor was beaten back to the iron gate, and Qing Nuan went to the seventh floor.

He felt that the profound energy in his body had increased a lot, and he was getting more and more energetic.

The monster on the seventh floor was beaten by him a long time ago, and now the monster on the seventh floor is the monster on the second floor, so Qing Nuan quickly solved it.

He stood on the top floor in disbelief.

Stone tower, just passed it?

This seems to be different from what he imagined.

"Go down and hit again." The little girl sitting on her shoulder suddenly said.

It stands to reason that if you successfully pass the level, you will get out. If you try again, it will be repeated and will be rejected.

As soon as Ke Qingnuan saw Ling Qingxuan's gaze, she nodded automatically, "Okay."

When he went down, his body began to feel uncomfortable, cold sweat broke out, and his profound energy was restless.

Ling Qingxuan stared at the stone tower and said nothing.

At the bottom, Qing Nuan leaned against the wall, panting, "Linger, I..."

He covered his heart, looking really uncomfortable.

Ling Qingxuan reached out and tapped his forehead, pure spiritual power suppressed the impetuous profound power.

The boy opened his eyes, paused for a while, and obediently opened the first iron gate.

Warcraft: 'Goddess! You... haven't left yet? ’

The Warcraft thought it was a new student, but it was not too scary to open his mouth wide open, and when he saw Ling Qingxuan, he immediately closed his mouth, looking like a well-behaved.

'Sparring. ’

Aya Qingxuan clearly expressed what it was going to do.

Warcraft immediately increased its strength by another level and attacked Qing Nuan.

Entering the stone tower is just like leveling up to fight monsters. The more you defeat, the more profound energy you gain.

Ling Qingxuan asked Qing Nuan to continue, not only to improve his actual combat experience, but also to improve his profound strength.

The monsters on each floor tacitly enhance their strength and fight against Qing Nuan.

After the second round, it was already the third day. Qing Nuan had a lot of paint on her body, and the beast shivered, but seeing that the goddess didn't burst into murderous aura, she hurried back and didn't say a word.

Ling Qingxuan held the medicine bottle and sprinkled it on him.

"play one more time."

[...] zz couldn't help but said: [Host, let the villain rest for a while. 】

Ling Qingxuan is like a strict coach, strictly controlling Qing Nuan's training program, so that he does not have the opportunity to relax.

In the first round, he had only minor injuries like bruises.

In the second round, there were obvious injuries.

But she just said the words to let him continue with an indifferent expression.

Qing Nuan still had some pain on his body, and the bleeding stopped in just a moment. He was a little surprised at the speed of his body's healing.

"Okay."

He did not reject Aya Qingxuan's words, and continued to fight for the third round.

Ling Qingxuan didn't help him from beginning to end, just floated aside and watched quietly.

Suddenly, she had a fishy throat, and suddenly turned her back to the wall.

"Linger, go to the third floor." Qing Nuan turned to look at her, but saw that she was facing the wall.

"Linger, what's wrong with you?"

"Look at the scenery, you go up first."

zz finally found out that something was wrong, no wonder the villain was always full of energy, no wonder his wounds healed so fast.

It was because Ling Qingxuan had transferred a lot of spiritual power, and her body could no longer bear it.

Qing Nuan didn't know this, he was ready to go up suspiciously, but there was always a kind of unease in his heart.

Ling Qingxuan took out a small handkerchief and wiped the corners of her mouth. A shadow appeared in front of her. The young man squeezed his body between her and the wall, his expression darkened and worried.

"Ling'er." Qing Nuan took out the handkerchief in her hand and saw the blood on it, her heart tingling.

"what have you done?"

"It's dusty, dry, and hot." Ling Qingxuan said indifferently.

"I'm not going up." Qing Nuan released the spirit sword and held her in his arms.

From the boy's strong chest, there was a frantic beating of his heart.

The first time he disobeyed her.

"Go up." Ling Qingxuan gave a push, but didn't push away.

What about the little guy who is soft and easy to push down!

"You tell me what happened, or I won't go up."

Yo, he even threatened her.

Seeing her silence, Qing Nuan's eyes showed hurt.

"Ling'er, you are my soul beast. We are one, and we should be the closest people. I don't want you to hide anything from me."

Ling Qingxuan was accustomed to being silent, not explaining, and not showing emotions.

But seeing the genuine worry and sadness in the young man's clear eyes, his heart is also strange.

She simply said: "No, let's rest for a while."

The two sat on the second floor, and Qing Nuan passed the profound energy over.

"Those monsters are listening to your words, lower their strength and accompany me to practice." The young man held back for two days and said the answers he already knew.

"Yes." Ling Qingxuan was too lazy to hide it.

Qing Nuan was silent for a while, and looked at her softly, "Okay, no matter how many times, as long as you let me continue, I will never stop."

With cold eyes raised, Ling Qingxuan looked at him.

"Not for me."

"I want you for yourself."

The young man suddenly woke up, his heart was hot, he pursed his lips, and blamed himself: "I see."