The Great Villain is Not to Be Trifled With

It was a vast white world with nothing.

Qing Nuan walked for a long time without reaching the end.

The profound energy in his body could not be used at all, and he did not have a sword on his body. He was just like an ordinary person, wandering here.

"Ling'er?" He called the name that made his voice the most gentle, and saw that the white expanse suddenly condensed into a figure.

As he approached, the figure scattered, it was his natal spirit beast.

"Ling'er!" He ran over with joy in his heart, but when he was about to touch her, she stretched out her hand first, and with a force, Qing Nuan fell to the ground.

Before he had time to ask her what she was doing, he saw the girl's body bullying up and clinging to him.

His heartbeat accelerated uncontrollably, and he wanted to push her away, but he had no strength at all.

"Ling'er, are you?"

"Master." The girl raised her eyes and called out a shameful name, and the cold eyes that she usually looked at became blurred.

Qing Nuan trembled and pushed her away.

"Who are you?"

Linger would never call him that, nor would he have such a look.

Where is he, why can't he get out.

The girl returned to her indifferent look and looked at him, "I am the master's spirit beast, and the master can do whatever he wants from me."

"Just an order from the master."

As she said that, she actually started to strip off her coat.

The girl started to get close again, Qing Nuan stepped back, but found that there was no way to go back.

He closed his eyes tightly, mobilizing the profound energy in his body, but it was empty, with nothing, and because of his actions, his whole body was in pain.

"Master~"

"As long as I have an order, you will obey?" The boy finally gave up and looked up at her.

The girl nodded.

But seeing the corners of the boy's mouth cold and his eyes showing no other emotion, "Go away."

It was really an order, the girl's body was hit far away, Qing Nuan coughed twice, but a black line appeared in front of her.

Before he could think about what it was, the black line swelled and turned into a rolling mass of blood.

This is……

He stretched out his hand to it, and then someone shouted in his ear: "Qing Nuan? Qing Nuan?"

It was Aya's voice.

His eyes shrank and became clear again, he stretched out his hand towards the void, "Ling'er!"

...

Qing Nuan suddenly opened his eyes and saw the scene in front of him. He reached out and wanted to slap himself.

The little girl's clothes were messy, her neckline was torn open, and his hand was on her dress.

Ling Qingxuan wanted to educate him not to make a fuss while sleeping, but when he saw his eyes were red, he raised his hand and shouted at his face.

She stopped immediately and looked at him, "Have a nightmare?"

Otherwise, pulling her would be like beating her to death.

Qing Nuan's body was slightly cold, he pursed his lips, turned his back to her, and said nothing.

Ling Qingxuan leaned over and patted his back.

"It's just a nightmare, not real."

The cold little hands clapped, and Qing Nuan fell back asleep in this comfort.

[Host...] zz is a little afraid to speak, but still wants to tell Ling Qingxuan, [the villain's favorability has decreased again. 】

Ling Qingxuan's hand stopped and she got up from the bed.

The gentle boy, who became vulnerable at this time, curled up in a ball and slept with his brows furrowed tightly.

Ling Qingxuan watched for a while, and was about to get out of bed and go back, when Qing Nuan, who was sleeping, suddenly reached out and hugged her by the waist.

"Don't go."

Ling Qingxuan held the spirit sword, thinking about where to start, or just chop off the little guy's hand, she can keep him anyway.

[...] zz shivered.

"Don't want me, I'll be obedient." The young man's voice was soft and waxy, extremely attached.

Ling Qingxuan took the sword and lay back on the bed.

Let's wait for the little guy's favorability to drop to 0 before she kills him.

In the early morning, Qing Nuan rubbed his eyes, his fingers were slightly stiff, he opened it quickly, there was no one in front of him, and he held a pillow in his arms.

"Aya."

He let out a sigh and hugged the pillow, which was still smelling cold.

...

When Ling Qingxuan was still an egg, Qing Nuan was very attached to her.

When she came out of the shell and was in a juvenile form, he still liked to hold her and poke her in the face.

But when she reached her adult form, Qing Nuan alienated her instead.

Ling Qingxuan looked at the spirit beast egg in front of her, her eyes getting colder.

"Hey, what do you want to do?"

Without Qing Nuan by her side, Ling Qingxuan came directly to the academy and happened to meet a new student holding a spirit beast egg.

"I'll help you get it out, give me this eggshell?" Ling Qingxuan made a deal with him.

The new student did not dare to go up to grab it because he was held against the spirit sword, so he cried, "What do you want eggshells for?"

Could it be eating? This woman has a beautiful face, but she is so terrifying.

Aya Qingxuan did not answer.

Of course it's back to egg.

She lightly touched the eggshell with her finger, and the spirit inside circulated, and spirit beasts had begun to breed.

"Hey, it's moving!" The new student was excited.

Ling Qingxuan glanced at it, suddenly lost interest, retracted the spirit sword, and turned away.

"Little goddess, why are you here, Qing Nuan didn't come to class?"

When Lu met the letter of thanks, Ling Qingxuan said lightly, "En."

Qing Nuan was promoted to the advanced class because of his qualifications, but it was impossible to make up for the missed courses, so he first studied at Qing's house.

Xie Han saw her indifferent appearance, thought for a while, and said, "I heard that Uncle Wen said that Qing Nuan used to think that you didn't get close to him, and specifically asked Uncle Wen how to get the spirit beasts close to him."

"Close? I'm very close to him." Tian Tian leaned on his shoulder, why didn't he get close.

Xie Han said speechlessly: "It's not physical."

"There is telepathy between humans and spirit beasts. The stronger the relationship, the closer they are."

Ling Qingxuan pursed her lips slightly.

Induction, she cut it off when she established the contract.

Apart from hearing Qing Nuan calling her name, she couldn't sense anything else.

Could it be possible for her to find a thread to sew?

"Little goddess, it's a bit strange, why do I think it's Qing Nuan who doesn't get close to you now." Xie Han touched his chin, "You won't do anything he doesn't like, right?"

"for example?"

Seeing Ling Qingxuan asking for advice humbly, Xie Han said: "I don't know, you can ask his big brother."

After bringing Ling Qingxuan to Qingyang, Xie Han ran out to train.

"What does Qing Nuan like?" Ling Qingxuan went straight in.

The book in Qingyang's hand was almost unsteady.

"I like to read and practice." Qingyang was a little embarrassed himself, and he didn't seem to know much.

"Oh."

Aya Qingxuan just said goodbye.

The next day, when Qing Nuan got up, she saw that the room was full of books, and the cold little girl was still stuffing books into the room.

"Ling'er?" Qing Nuan got up and pursed her lips and looked at her.

The little girl raised the spirit sword and said, "Practice the sword."

One by one, the two fought in the yard.

Qing Nuan used to practice with Uncle Wen, but now she has some strength to practice with her own beast.

"Use all your strength." Ling Qingxuan said coldly.

The young man's eyes were stained with ink for some reason, and he urged his profound strength to hit the little girl, the spirit sword rubbed against it, and Ling Qingxuan's sleeve was slit open.