The Great Villain is Not to Be Trifled With

Can't kill.

What a pity.

Ling Qingxuan pinched for a while, and the spirit sword also defeated the black phoenix to the ground.

With just one sword piercing the heart, this spirit beast can be beheaded.

"return!"

The eldest grandson Yuhui slashed his fingers with his fingernails, and as soon as the blood came out, the spirit beast was forcibly recalled.

The spirit sword stabbed the ground, leaving deep traces.

The eldest grandson Yuhui knew that nothing could happen to this spirit beast, otherwise she would have to spend many years to recreate the spirit beast.

But she is about to die now, her body is so soft that she has no strength, the cold breath is tightly pinching her throat, she is retching, and she has no image at all.

【Host! 】zz reminds again.

Ling Qingxuan let go.

"It's coming to Japan for a long time, and I want to devour me, waiting for you at any time."

The cold voice echoed in the alley, and the eldest grandson Yuhui came back to her senses, and the spirit beast was no longer in front of her.

She coughed violently several times, took a breath, and touched her throat.

Fortunately, the goddess clan actually knew what he and the spirit beast thought of her.

She did not expect that a mere spirit beast could be so powerful without its master.

Did she come here to teach her a lesson?

A sneer came from the alley, and the eldest grandson Yuhui stumbled away while pressing the other wounds on her body.

...

After leaving the alley, Ling Qingxuan put away his wings and put on a veil.

Just a little while ago, she was able to solve the heroine.

She seemed to be in an unknown emotion, just because she hadn't seen Qing Nuan for two days, she forgot the rules of this world.

Aya Qingxuan stood in the middle of the street, squinting at the noon sun.

Is she sick.

I can't even control my emotions.

"Little goddess, I finally found you." Xie Han ran over, panting, "Your wings are flying so fast, we can't keep up."

Qing Yang's expression in the back was as usual, but when he saw the red dot on the corner of Ling Qingxuan's clothes, his eyes moved slightly.

"Go back." Ling Qingxuan didn't want to take a walk.

The three returned to Qing's house and thanked him for farewell.

"Aren't you going to come in and sit?" Qing Yang asked.

Xie Han said, "Would you like to sit in your room?"

"roll."

The thank you letter was really gone, and Qingyang turned to look at the little girl who was looking at him with an inquiring gaze.

"Just outside, where have you been?"

Ling Qingxuan said coldly, "Walking around."

"Then where did the bloodstain come from?" Qing Yang pointed at the corner of her clothes.

This is the blood of the eldest grandson Yuhui, she was stained.

Ling Qingxuan expressionlessly pulled out the spirit sword and crossed off the corner of his clothes.

"it's gone now."

"Goddess, you are Qing Nuan's spirit beast. Without his order, I don't want you to do anything out of the ordinary to implicate him."

"As you said, I am his spirit beast." Ling Qingxuan raised her cold eyes slightly, "You can't control me."

This must not be an alliance, cross it off the list.

"you!"

Qingyang was worried that Ling Qingxuan would, like those uncontrolled spirit beasts, be infected with blood **** and hurt his master.

But he subconsciously believed that Ling Qingxuan really wouldn't do anything.

He just reminded.

"Farewell." Ling Qingxuan returned to his room.

This small shabby house is the same as Qing Nuan's room, and even the mattresses are multi-layered.

Aya Qingxuan lay down a few times before taking a shower and changing clothes.

She opened the window and looked at the closed window with her head half propped up.

Inquire about favorability.

[System prompt: The current villain's favorability is 50. 】

Good, dropped again.

...

As night fell, Qing Nuanzeng opened his eyes, the profound energy in his body had all stabilized, and his current strength should not be underestimated.

It was as if the profound strength that had not been cultivated in the past few years had all returned.

After the retreat, he immediately looked at the table.

But the table was empty, with only teapots and cups.

With a sigh of relief, he went to bathe and change his clothes. When he got dressed and came out from behind the screen, he saw the little girl lying on the hammock with a book in her hand.

"Aya?"

Aya Qingxuan didn't respond and continued to read.

Qing Nuan looked at her thin underwear and added two more layers before walking to her.

There was still a trace of heat on the boy's body, emitting his fresh smell. Looking at the little girl's face, his heartbeat quickened.

But when he thought that she was his natal beast, he poured it down like cold water and calmed down instantly.

"It's late at night, why don't you go back to your room?"

"It's not in the room."

Qing Nuan asked, "Do you like this room?"

"Um."

"Then I'll go next door, and let this one go to you." Qing Nuan said, actually packing her things.

The hammock swayed, and the little girl got down and approached him.

"Qing Nuan, do you hate me?"

Smelling the cold fragrance so close, the young man didn't have time to be distracted, and immediately shook his head, "No!"

"Then why are you driving me out?"

"I..." How dare he say, oneself, oneself...

"It's not clear whether men and women give or receive, Ling'er, you are a woman now, so you should share a room with me."

"Am I not your spirit beast? Lord...human."

A bitter taste came from his throat, and Qing Nuan sat on the bed and coughed up a mouthful of blood.

His eyes turned from hazy to clear, and when he swept into the room, there was no sign of Ling Qingxuan.

She wasn't in his room at all.

Qing Nuan's heart couldn't control the throbbing.

His mind was occupied by the cold word 'master' of the little girl.

God, how could he fall into such a daze.

‘knock knock’

The knock on the door sounded, and Qing Nuan pursed her lips and raised her eyes, "Who?"

"Me." A soft voice came from outside the door.

Qing Nuan panicked, touched her body and then the bed, and opened the door a little after tidying up.

The little girl broke in directly and saw the blood on the ground.

"What's wrong with you?"

As soon as the cold hand touched her wrist, Qing Nuan knew how high her body temperature was now.

"Fever?" Ling Qingxuan put her hand on his forehead, but Qing Nuan subconsciously avoided it.

Ling Qingxuan let go and stood in front of him.

"Ling'er, I'm fine, you can go back and rest."

"I'm uncomfortable sleeping in that room." Ling Qingxuan said bluntly.

"Then which room do you want?" Qing Nuan did not dare to look at her, her eyes dodged a little.

"This room."

Breathing stagnant, Qing Nuan said the same words as Mo Jingzhong, "Then I'll go next door, I'll give you this room."

"No, you're here too." Ling Qingxuan threw him on the bed and lay down on the side himself.

Qing Nuan struggled to get up, but was caught by the little girl and fell back again.

"Linger." The voice was shy and embarrassed.

"you are not tired?"

Since he was sleepy, he did not sleep after retreating for several days, but Ling Qingxuan was beside him, so he couldn't sleep.

"I……"

Ling Qingxuan suddenly said: "If I'm here and you can't sleep, I'll go to White Tiger's side."

"Its fur is soft."

Qing Nuan held her arm and was silent for a while before saying, "I'm sleepy."

"Good, sleep." Ling Qingxuan patted his back, looked at his handsome face, suddenly reached out and pinched his face.

Finally got it, the achievement is complete!

Qing Nuan didn't refuse, he closed his eyes and tried not to think about the little girl who was cold and fragrant beside him.

The body was extremely tired, and Qing Nuan still couldn't hold back to sleep.

This sleep, he woke up into a dream.