The Great Villain is Not to Be Trifled With

The sound of the rain outside the cave was getting louder and louder, obscuring the murmur inside.

Looking at the floating light, Qing Nuan felt that she was dying.

But his body was shamefully indulged in this joy and couldn't get rid of it.

It seemed that the cold girl had said so much to him for the first time.

She said, Qing Nuan, it's okay.

She said, I know.

She said, you're right, it's not your fault.

He couldn't hear what he said later. The consumption of profound energy and the withdrawal of the blood of monsters made him gradually tired.

"Huh..." Ling Qingxuan paused for a while, then got up and cleaned up the two of them.

After the clothes were put on, zz jumped out again.

【Host! Favorability is 99! Let me just say, the villain must really like you. 】

zz noticed that his host's face was not very good, and said cautiously: [Host, what's wrong? 】

Just forgot to seal the cave, the air leaked, and the little guy had a fever.

[...] Is this why you look bad?

zz coughed twice, [Host, what about the remaining blood of demon beasts? 】

Go back and ask his father.

The blood of this beast is in his body, and the father may not know it, but he must know a little.

Ling Qingxuan's body was scorching hot, and she touched Qing Nuan's forehead and fed the medicine.

"Ling'er..." The young man was obviously taller than her, and now he was leaning against her shoulders, clutching her clothes.

Aya Qingxuan suddenly felt like she was holding her little lover.

cough cough.

When this happened, Aya Qingxuan had no intention of blaming him.

The blood of monsters has been suppressing his desire, and it is normal for it to erupt every time.

It was only because he thought he had done something he shouldn't have done that he felt so guilty, and even thought about wiping his neck out of his mind.

Lingjian hid aside and shivered.

When it was held by Qing Nuan, he never thought that Qing Nuan was going to kill himself.

Fortunately, it was bounced off by Aya Qingxuan.

Scared to think about it.

Another spirit sword flew over and rubbed against it.

zz rolls in the space, hum, it's single, it's nothing to rub against it, aggrieved!

【Eh? The host, Qing Yang and Xie Han are heading in this direction, but...]

how?

[Thanks for the letter's spirit beast is gone. 】

...

In the rainstorm, the white tiger carried two people on its back.

Holding the letter of thanks, who had fallen into a coma, Qingyang was still avoiding the pursuit of the mud behind him.

With Qingyang's temperament, he would definitely not escape, but Xie Han said before he fell into a coma, telling him to stop fighting and leave quickly.

The flare was soaked by the rain and couldn't be used, and he couldn't let the spirit beast chasing him meet other students again.

"Thank you."

Qing Yang shook the person in his arms, but still got no response.

His handsome face was asleep, and he looked a lot more quiet and well-behaved than usual.

Changsun Yuhui pushed him without any precautions, and Xie Han rushed over with the force of the spirit dog to be caught between him and the silt.

The spirit dog that stayed there was wrapped in mud.

In fact, it doesn't matter whether the mud touches humans or not, its target is spirit beasts.

The eldest grandson Yuhui disturbed them with one sentence and one action.

The spirit dog was taken away, Xie Han fell into a coma, and Qing Yang had no choice but to take him away first.

‘Master, don’t worry, the spirit dog can be taken back. ' said the white tiger under them.

"Really?" Qing Yang's hand tightened.

White Tiger: ...Mao! Hair is falling off!

'We have the induction between the gods and beasts, the master does not need to worry. ’

Qingyang looked at the letter of thanks, still uneasy.

This guy, why does he always look like Ren Jun picks up, never caring about himself, and doing things for him that shouldn't be done by him.

Qingyang was angry in his heart, he even wanted to pry open Xie Han's head to see what he was thinking every day.

Can you protect yourself first.

'Master, I sense the goddess! ' The white tiger suddenly turned sideways and ran towards that direction.

Qingyang looked back, and the mass of silt was still following him.

"Bai Hu, don't go to Qing Nuan's side."

If you are not careful, Qing Nuan will also lose the spirit beast.

He finally waited for that spirit beast...

There is a lot of mud here, and when the white tiger bumped, the mud spirit beast appeared in front of him.

caught up.

"Roar!" The white tiger opened its mouth wide at it, patting the wood and stone under its claws.

The silt blocked them and began to wander around them again.

With anger, Qing Yang used his profound strength to control his saber to attack. After the silt was dispersed, it gathered together again.

'It's really difficult. ' The white tiger also has a natural dislike for it.

Spirit beasts are supposed to be pure, but this one has become like this.

Qingyang was with one person, and he was not expected to hurt him, so it was not very convenient for him to move.

Silt took advantage of the neutral position and dispersed himself to get closer to the white tiger.

"The unruly spirit beast, it turned out to be you."

The raindrops were still falling wet, and when the mud was about to touch the white tiger, when I heard the sound, I instinctively softened into a puddle and missed the best opportunity.

The goddess clan is the most disliked race by nature, it is no wonder that Ling Qingxuan felt extremely uncomfortable when he first saw Mo Ji.

When Qingyang heard the voice, he quickly said, "Don't be touched by it."

The wings fluttered, and the goddess in the white clothes landed in front of the mud.

Ling Qingxuan held up a large green leaf to block the rain, and looked at it indifferently.

Even so close, the mud didn't dare to touch Aya Qingxuan.

Instead, it shrunk back.

Ling Qingxuan took two steps, and zz couldn't help but said: [Host, can't you change the rain cover, these leaves are too green. 】

Is it wrong that the leaves are green?

[...] A little worried about the villain.

'goddess. ' Silt established a dialogue with Aya Qingxuan.

It seems that all the spirit beasts and beasts are in awe and fear of her, this status is really awesome.

"Your master is out of order." Ling Qingxuan was not in a hurry to get rid of it.

Some monsters had reported the location to her before, but it disappeared after two times. It seemed that Lai Mogui was well hidden and did not let them see.

'Goddess, let go of my master. ' The silt moved, 'he just wanted to find a spiritual beast he liked. ’

The induction between the spirit beasts, she could sense how much she wanted to kill her master.

The power of the goddess is unmatched, and the master can't beat her.

Ling Qingxuan looked indifferent, and glanced at Qing Yang who was on guard not far away, and Xie Han who was dazed in his arms.

"Return Xie Letter's spirit beast to him."

Silt didn't dare to mention the conditions, and it just so happened that Moji didn't take the spirit dog seriously, and after the silt was taken away, he hadn't used the forbidden technique, so the spirit dog was still in the silt.

It squirmed and spat out the spirit dog.

Ling Qingxuan glanced at it and said lightly: "I won't kill you, but Mo Ji wants to die, I welcome you at any time."

'...Thank the goddess for not killing her. ' The silt swirled a few times and left.

Ling Qingxuan ejected some spiritual power onto the spirit dog to help it recover.

She spent too much spiritual energy on Qing Nuan and had to rest.

The spirit dog moved, and the fur on his body actually emitted a halo, which was a bit dazzling in this dark environment.