The Great Villain is Not to Be Trifled With

With a 'smack', the spirit sword fell to the ground, Qing Nuan hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed Ling Qingxuan's sleeve.

The spirit sword in the little girl's hand was placed in his throat.

"If you're facing an enemy, you're dead now."

The cold sword energy approached, and Qing Nuan's neck shivered.

"You are not an enemy." The boy's eyes became clear, and he pulled her into the room.

"I'll make it up for you."

He dug out the needle and thread, looked carefully at the crack, and sewed it awkwardly.

His brows were drooping, but his expression was extremely serious.

After the crooked and twisted seams were patched up, the young man hadn't let out a sigh of relief when his chin was lifted by the cold fingers, "Aya... uh!"

With a cold and fragrant kiss, his thoughts were scattered, Qing Nuan opened his eyes, but the cold palms covered his sight.

The nibbling touch is sinking in this sensitivity.

Qing Nuan thought, why did he dream again.

Still so real.

The icy cold invaded inch by inch, making it difficult for him to breathe, his eyelashes trembled, and his skin couldn't help but get hot.

The kiss lasted for a long time, and Qing Nuan's lips were numb to the point that he couldn't feel it. He took a quick breath, and when the soft and fragrant touch left, the scene in front of him lit up.

He paused for a while, a little afraid to open it, but also a little looking forward to it.

In the end, he opened his eyes closed because of shyness, but there was no one in front of him, nothing.

His chest heaved and he looked down at the needle and thread in his hand.

dream?

Outside the house, Aya Qingxuan was lying on the hammock, scratching her palm.

The little guy's eyelashes are so long and itchy.

His fingertips moved to his lips again.

very sweet.

...

When Qing Nuan returned to the academy again, she went to the senior class's annual training trip to the Warcraft Mountains.

This Mountain of Monsters is not real, but a small mountain range is opened up next to it, allowing students and other personnel to practice.

The real Warcraft Mountains, where the beasts riot every day, are extremely dangerous, and teachers dare not easily throw these heavenly heroes into it.

This trip requires five people to form a team to practice, and the participants will be determined by drawing lots.

Qingyang has been there twice, but he didn't want to go last year, but this year he saw Qingnuan participate and signed up.

As soon as he came, thank you letter naturally followed.

Qing Nuan drew lots and stood at the front of the team, waiting for her teammates to come.

And Ling Qingxuan was sitting on the branch with her legs dangling, not following him.

After that day, Qing Nuan and her resumed the way she had gotten along with her when she was a child.

Although he took her by his side and asked her warmly, his expression was as usual, but he obviously no longer had physical contact with her at will, and his eyes were restrained.

And the favorability is also reduced to 30.

When I mention this, zz bites the handkerchief in the space, and it can't analyze the reason.

I don't know why, but it felt that the villain just liked the host so much, but the preference sensitivity did not rise, and it once suspected that there was a loophole in the system detection.

"Linger, the tree is dirty, come down quickly." Qing Nuan smiled warmly at her, Ling Qingxuan turned her head away and did not respond.

Qing Nuan was about to say something when someone next to him approached, "Are you in a group with me?"

After reading the lottery, the two were indeed in a group, and the man introduced himself: "Hello, I'm Moji."

Qing Nuan had never seen him in the college, thinking that he should be from another college, she responded, "I'm Qing Nuan."

Mo Gui had a feminine appearance, smiled slightly, and was prettier than that woman. He stood beside Qing Nuan and was close to him.

The branch fell down and hit him on the head. He looked up and saw the little goddess shrouded in sunlight.

"I know you, goddess." Mo Gui smiled at her.

Ling Qingxuan looked indifferent and did not respond.

Mo Gui said enviously, "That's great, it would be great if my spirit beast was also a goddess. My spirit beast is useless at all."

Qing Nuan smiled faintly, "Even if she's not a goddess, but an ordinary spirit beast, I like her."

This kind of person who envies other people's spirit beasts and belittles his own spirit beasts, Qing Nuan is somewhat repelled.

So I didn't take the initiative to talk to him again after that.

Ling Qingxuan didn't like that man very much either. Strictly speaking, the original owner didn't like him, or even hated him. This body didn't even want to look at him.

zz, has he appeared in the original plot?

[...Host, it was not mentioned in the original plot. 】

Why was the original owner's reaction so intense?

[Maybe the spiritual beast he possesses is a race that is hated by the nature of the goddess. 】

After the grouping was over, Ling Qingxuan saw the eldest Sun Zhilan in Qing Nuan's team, the woman who used to be the little guy's fiancee.

"Miss Changsun." Qing Nuan said hello because of the family's relationship.

The eldest Sun Zhilan looked at him, turning from disdain in the past to unwillingness.

Now that I look at him again, I will find that Qing Nuan has many advantages, and the more eldest Sun Zhilan looks, the more she feels that she has missed the best arrangement.

"Qing Nuan, don't act like a benefactor. You can pretend that you don't know me."

The arrogance in her bones made her not want to be ridiculed.

Qing Nuan said nothing.

...

After all the teams were integrated, there were a total of more than a dozen teams. Xie Han was not divided with Qingyang. He grinded and exchanged tickets with the people in Qingyang's team.

"Look at that thank you letter, it's wrapping around Qingyang like a dog's leg."

"Their family is down, naturally they have to be with the Qing family Qingyang who owns the beast clan and goddess clan. Now the relationship is good, and there will be a backer in the future."

"Eh, yes, but Qingyang is cold, why don't I go and pester Qingnuan?"

The team next to him was discussing as if no one else was beside him, and the white tiger appeared and roared violently.

"Why did Bai, Baihu come?"

With the suppression of the spirit beasts of the beast clan, their own natal spirit beasts are also fearful.

"You guys like to chew your tongue." The man in Tsing Yi stood behind the white tiger.

Qingyang looked at them condescendingly.

Xie Han looked over and said, "It's not a big deal, we're going to leave soon, don't leave the team."

He reached out his hand and was about to pull Qingyang back when he saw Qingyang said to those people, "Even if the Xie family is in decline, they are still of higher character than your little family. If you have time to talk behind your back, why don't you compare yourself to him? Let's see who is the best of you."

Xie Han's strength is actually not low, but because of the spirit beast, he is always betrayed.

Those people didn't dare to compare. If they lost in this competition, they would be slapped in the face.

Xie Han's hand stopped in mid-air and was silent for a long time.

He...he thought that Qingyang was angry because they were discussing Qingnuan.

As a result, it was out of anger for him.

"If I encounter you again in the future and can't correct this problem, I will guide you well for the elders."

Those few people bit their lips and nodded reluctantly and humbly.

After Qingyang finished speaking, he took the blank thank you letter and left.

"What do you say to them? The small family united can't target you. If I am alone, it's fine. Why are you wading in the muddy waters?"

The thank you letter came back to God and said to him.

Looking at him so slightly angry, Qingyang stretched out his hand on top of his head and rubbed it randomly.

"We are family friends, and this muddy water is settled."