The Great Villain is Not to Be Trifled With

The red figure reached the bed in an instant, not at all like the pale fingers that had been trained in swords, ready to stroke the boy's neck.

The boy in white lying on the bed opened his deep eyes, grabbed her wrist, and pressed her against him.

The well-jointed palm stroked the girl's face, "Did you bring it back?"

The touch of each other is undoubtedly provocative.

The girl was expressionless and held his pulse with her backhand.

"You've lost all your skills, how did you come to the Demon Sect?"

It's so vain and sloppy, it'll be funny to hang up directly on the bed next time.

The loss of martial arts seemed to hurt the boy's brows and eyes. His bright red lips pursed lightly, lowered his head, and pressed him directly on top of her.

"Since you know that I have no martial arts skills, do you want to help me?"

"The magic secret book, can you give it to me?"

The boy's carefully crafted hands reached into his clothes, touching the cold skin, and he shrank first.

Demons are all so gloomy and cold?

like warm ice.

The charming voice of the young man and the starry eyes that are smiling all the time, invisibly aggravated the ambiguous atmosphere.

Ling Qingxuan frowned, "Come again, I'm afraid you will die on the bed before taking revenge."

The boy's smile deepened, and he deliberately rubbed against her, "Then let me try on it?"

The **** hormones emanating from nowhere.

Ling Qingxuan gave him the edict with a sullen face.

You can toss it hard, there are seven or eight altars, all of which will be tossed for you.

You're dead, get out of here.

Yun Que didn't get up immediately after receiving the edict of the division, "Really not coming?"

Ling Qingxuan couldn't bear it any longer, "Get up!"

Pushing Yun Que away, she plundered his breath and took away all the air in his lungs in Yun Que's slightly absent-minded eyes.

Looking at the girl's flickering eyelashes, he put away his smile and voluntarily indulged in it.

...

Ling Qingxuan arranged a room for Yun Que, right next to it, and the two of them could see each other when they opened the window.

She sat alone on the treetops, blowing the wind, calm and calm.

[Host, will you give him the magic secret book? 】

It was too windy to hear.

zz opened his throat, [The secret of the magic religion you... ]

Have you lost your mind? What loudness is needed to talk to this seat.

[...] zz felt that his IQ was being taken away, and coughed twice in embarrassment.

Ling Qingxuan swayed her legs, and the branches that were not thick were swaying, making her tremble.

The magic secret book is in the hands of the heroine Ning Yu, and cannot be given to the little guy.

Moreover, it is impossible for this seat to let him learn the things of the Demon Sect.

zz told the truth, [Now his martial arts are useless, and only by learning the magic of the Demon Cult can he return to his peak as soon as possible. 】

Who said that?

Aya Qingxuan despised him mercilessly.

Don't forget, this space is full of treasures.

zz: ...Yes, yes, my host is the most powerful, the kind that hangs the sky.

...

The room is not big and has everything.

Yun Que placed the edict on the table and touched the pattern.

To be honest, his trip was shattered, and he was not sure that the demon sect would fall in love with him.

It's just that he only has this body left, and the only thing that can be used is this.

It's obviously a feeling that should be resisted, but when she sinks with her, it itches and itches.

Probably because of the effects of drugs.

Putting away the edict, he drank the herbal tea and felt a chill in his heart.

The Yun family, parents, brothers...

With the palm of his hand, he couldn't even crush the teacup.

waste!

What's the use of studying hard for so many years.

No one can save.

No one can save him.

'boom! ’

The door was pushed open, and a girl in red looked at him.

The juvenile's eye circles are red, adding to the stunning color.

Ling Qing came to the entrance and threw the secret book in his hand to him.

Each book is a relatively old book cover, and the words on it are hard to read, exuding a simple atmosphere.

"Magic sect secret book?" The young man asked her with a dark expression.

Ling Qingxuan looked serious, "Well, take your pick."

Guarantee that books will put you back on the right track.

[...] The host is getting more and more slippery when he talks nonsense seriously.

The teenager flipped around suspiciously, but couldn't help but look inside.

Each book is related to the swordsmanship he learned and can also enhance his internal strength.

Ling Qingxuan half supported her head, squinted coldly, and looked at him lightly.

Time passed by, and Yun Que put down the book and rubbed the space between his eyes with his thumb.

Raising her eyes, the girl closed her eyes and fell asleep unconsciously.

He took two glances and continued to focus on these martial arts secrets.

Ling Qingxuan sneezed, spreading her curled eyelashes, she found that Yun Que was still watching.

Eyes are gone, take a look, see yourself as a nerd.

Ling Qingxuan stretched out her hand and put away all the secrets, which caused the boy's dissatisfaction, "There is no reason to take it back if it was given to me."

"Are you hungry?" Ling Qingxuan looked at him.

The teenager pursed his lips, "I'm not hungry."

Yo, this is to read a book without eating or sleeping.

Ling Qingxuan patted the table, "I'm hungry, eat with me."

She pulled the boy's arm and led him out of the room.

In the main altar of the magic sect, there is a special person in charge of the kitchen, and those who do not have travel tasks are brought in the main altar.

The big pot of rice was ready long ago, and dozens of men in black were sitting at the dining table when they heard the woman's impatience coming from a distance.

"Don't move."

Everyone looked at Ling Qingxuan, who was dressed in red, grabbing the enchanting man in white and sitting at the table.

I can't eat this meal.

Being stared at by dozens of pairs of eyes, Ling Qingxuan put the tableware and chopsticks in front of Yun Que with her expression unchanged.

"Eat, or I won't show you."

Crowd: Look, what are you looking at?

"Saint." Everyone greeted.

They knew that the saint came back early, but they didn't know when the saint came back with a little white face.

"Who is this?" Someone asked about Yun Que's identity, but when he looked at it, he felt familiar.

The Yun clan's appearance is excellent, and the people who have seen it will never forget it. They recognize it. This is the only remaining seedling of the Yun clan, Yunque.

The people of the demon sect suddenly exuded killing intent. The Yun family belongs to the right way, and the right and the wrong are incompatible. Is this kid here to smash the scene?

"Guest." Ling Qingxuan picked up the chopsticks and took small bites.

The momentum of the crowd immediately became cowardly.

The saint's guest...is the guest of the Demon Sect, so he can't move for the time being.

Yun Que did not let go of their expressions, and found that after Ling Qingxuan spoke, all the members restrained their breath and stabilized their hostility towards him.

It seems that the prestige of this witch is indeed high.

Yun Que picked up the chopsticks, but...the word 'guest' made him feel an inexplicable irritability.

Taking a deep breath, he ate gracefully.

Being ruthless and lustful can create oneself.

It was the first time everyone ate so quietly at the long dining table of the Demon Sect's main altar.

Shaoyan bit the chopsticks and was about to bite the wooden chopsticks with all her strength.

Sooner or later, she will take the seat of the saint and pull the unambitious woman off the horse.

In the middle of the night, Ling Qingxuan stood at the door of Yunque and didn't move for a long time.

"What, do you still want me tonight?"

Yun Que said these words, but he didn't blush at all.

Ling Qingxuan pushed him into the room, and seeing his submissive appearance, she took off his shirt.

The young man's sturdy body was naked, and just as he was about to speak, cold sweat flowed down.

Ling Qingxuan reached out and pressed his blocked acupoint.