The Great Villain is Not to Be Trifled With

His eyes stopped, Xi was stunned, "Huh? You are teasing me, how come I don't know that I have someone I like and miss."

Yin Huan glanced at her up and down, and seemed to suddenly feel bored, and waved her hand to lift her restraint.

"Don't disturb my sleep."

"Don't say it, you say it clearly, I really don't know..."

Xi chased over, and the cave was closed directly.

Yes, this is still a smart mountain pass.

The stream spit twice, humming and chirping away.

Inside the cave, the colored ore exudes psychedelic colors, and the light shines on the man, shining like a phantom butterfly.

Holding the demon pill with his fingertips, the man flicked it lightly, and the demon pill landed on the pile of demon pills in the corner.

There are not a lot of demon pills in his store, and he doesn't care about the demon pills given by the Taoist girl of the Mao family.

He groped his body with big hands, and the man frowned in displeasure.

What made him annoyed was the locator that the little girl placed on his body. He didn't notice it at the time and made a mistake.

The man forced him with demon power for a while, but nothing came out.

It's really unpleasant to be noticed at all times.

Lying on the rubble, the man snorted softly and closed his eyes to rest.

...

In the early morning, when Ling Qingxuan opened his eyes, he saw two little buns.

No...it should be referring to Xi's two bulging cheeks.

In order not to disturb Ling Qingxuan's sleep, Xi had been lying beside her without making any noise. When she woke up, she cried, "Sir, your little guy bullied me."

Ling Qingxuan sat up, her eyes pale, "How do you say it?"

Xi added fuel to the story of yesterday.

After hearing this, Ling Qingxuan asked, "You can't beat him?"

500 years of Xi, 300 years of Yin Huan, according to age, Xi wins.

But Yin Huan's illusion made her extremely depressed.

"Of course he can beat him, but he belongs to an adult, I'm afraid I'll beat him too much." Xi snorted.

Ling Qingxuan took out a hundred-year-old demon pill and gave it to her, "It's hard work."

Hehe, Xi was instantly happy with the demon pill.

On the seventh day of the mourning hall, Ling Qingxuan put on white mourning clothes, put on incense, and waited by the side to see how the three hundred and sixty-one treasures were used.

Xi returned to the Demon Sealing Mirror and showed off his might in front of the group of demons.

"Little brothers, your boss is here."

It's not easy for her to appear in the Mao family mourning hall, so she can only come in to digest and digest.

"Xi'er, boss, please teach us how to please the maiden of the Mao family and get the demon pill?"

All the demons captured by the Mao family's seniors in the Sealing Demon Mirror were more than 500 years old, and it was not without reason that Xi never became a Koizumi demon in it.

After staying in this demon mirror for a long time, their cultivation has not improved, which is very distressing.

Therefore, the bright demon pill made them drool.

"I'm very happy that the boss shouted well." Xi crossed Erlang's legs, and a demon brought melon seeds to her.

She said while nibbling: "It's very simple. In the future, you can't call her the little girl of the Mao family, you have to call her an adult, and when an adult is in danger, you must come forward and express yourself enthusiastically."

"When you get into my position, it's not a problem to have a demon pill every month."

Oh hoho, it feels so good to be the boss.

"You Xiaoquan demon, what's the point of being so arrogant, but relying on flattering, and you old monsters, you can't lose face as a demon, and you even compromised a yellow-haired girl for a demon pill." Yi Yao raised his tail. Be a sprayer.

Xi tsk tsk twice, shook his head and said: "Little brother, the layout is too small, I advise you to do it yourself."

The demons here are also two-faced, and it's just such a trivial matter that they start to argue.

Ling Qingxuan didn't know, she was studying the magic weapon, and Mao Feng suddenly appeared in the mourning hall.

"Xiaoling, the brothers and sisters in the separated family are very worried about you. No, they all came to see you."

As soon as the words fell, many people rushed into the mourning hall, and they were all about the same age as her.

"Sister Ling, I'm your sister Qian, what a wonderful child. It's a pity that in this situation, don't be sad, my brothers and sisters will take care of you."

"Your brother is also here, don't be shy, this kid, I always wanted to play with my brother when I was young."

"..."

Hearing those gossiping voices, Ling Qingxuan's ears were about to explode.

The original owner was very unpopular because of his demon-sucking physique when he was a child.

Every time she tried to integrate into the group, she was alienated by these relatives.

Some people even played pranks and deliberately bled her to attract monsters, watching her run away and cry.

It can be said that the original owner's childhood was not happy.

Those people were still talking to themselves, and Ling Qingxuan jumped out of the encirclement with a cold face.

"Maojia Lingtang is not your noisy place."

They were immediately embarrassed.

"This... it's not the same as inheriting the family, and now it's showing our faces."

"That's right, I'm younger than us, shouldn't I respect my elders, I really think I'm the head of the family, and I haven't really inherited it yet."

"I'm afraid that my parents are dead and no one will teach me to be so wild. I really should be disciplined."

Their faces became very fast, and Ling Qingxuan was too lazy to answer, and drew out the spirit sword.

"Then let's try."

Seeing who is more capable of being the head of the family, Ling Qingxuan said: "If I lose, I will give up the position of head of the family."

Crowd: ? ? ?

Who doesn't know that Mao Xiaoling is a waste, doesn't this give them the seat in vain?

"Mao Xiaoling, is what you said true? If you win, will you be the head of the family?"

Sister Qian, who was the first to get in touch just now, asked in surprise.

Ling Qingxuan nodded, "Speaking counts."

"Then I'll be the first!" That Mao Qian held the talisman paper, for fear that others would win the head of the family ahead of her.

The battlefield moved outside.

Mao Feng asked them to come here, originally to please Ling Qingxuan and to deceive the magic weapon. Unexpectedly, it turned into a battle.

"This Mao Qian can really take advantage. She is the most powerful of the children of the sub-family master. At a young age, there are not a few monsters beheaded by her subordinates. We, I am afraid there is no chance."

"What's the matter? When she defeats Mao Xiaoling, we will take over the position of the head of the family in the wheel battle."

"Mao Xiaoling is really pitiful. Mao Qian is so cruel to fight people, especially when it comes to pretty girls, it's a direct attack on the face."

Everyone felt that Ling Qingxuan would definitely lose, and now they were thinking about how to fight Mao Qian in the next battle.

Face to face, Ling Qingxuan casually held the sword and said, "What is your best skill?"

Mao Qian said to herself: "Fushu, among the younger generation, I have the highest talent in this art. Why, do you want to compare me to rune art?"

When Mao Xiaoling was young, she didn't even know how to draw talismans.

Ling Qingxuan put away his sword and took out a blank talisman paper.

"right."

Anyway, it's boring to be idle, so it's better to fight monsters and upgrade in the middle.

The runes learned on other planes before should be more advanced than those on this plane.