The Great Villain is Not to Be Trifled With

Mao family.

Yin Huan stopped on the top of the tallest tree and took out Ling Qingxuan.

The fingertips tapped on her head, and half of the demon floated out and returned to Yin Huan's body.

"Why half?" Ling Qingxuan asked while returning to her original form.

The man smiled with thin lips and pinched her face, "Because I was afraid you would run away."

Aya Qingxuan:  …

[Host, he found that your physical body was unstable, so he used his demonic soul to help you calm down. 】

I know.

This ordinary monster will bring him a loss of cultivation.

She has a lot of magic tools, and there are things to maintain her body, but he doesn't need it...

Thinking about what he just said, Ling Qingxuan hugged him suddenly, and said coldly in his ear: "I won't run."

The man paused, pressing her back tightly.

It seems that under a certain opportunity, the two got closer, but no one mentioned this feeling.

This trip cost Yin Huan too much demon power, and he must go back to cultivate.

Ling Qingxuan pushed him and said, "Why don't you go back to rest?"

The man pursed his lips and looked down at her, "So eager to drive me away, who are you going to see?"

"Go and prepare for the Dao Fa Conference." Ling Qingxuan pinched his face and said, "I don't want to see anyone except you."

The man said that he didn't like her saying such nasty things, but every time he heard it, he would still be happy.

"Then I'm leaving?" Yin Huan released her, pointed to her lips and said, "Kiss me."

The little girl has a bad heart, "You let me kiss it? Why?"

The man's thin lips parted slightly, but she didn't expect her to change her mind suddenly, "Linger, kissing your husband is just right."

A small smile appeared on the little girl's face, she hooked the man's neck and kissed it.

The little guy was quick to accept their relationship.

...

"Qian'er, what are you doing?"

As a person who often hangs around Mao's house, Mao Feng has almost become a butler-like character.

When Ling Qingxuan was away, he took care of everything big and small.

No, it was almost done. On his way back to his yard, he saw Mao Qian standing in the corner with her head bowed, not knowing what she was doing.

Seeing that she didn't respond, Mao Feng stepped forward and photographed her.

The woman turned back and immediately covered her mouth.

"Qian'er? What's the matter?" Mao Feng apologized, "I may have ignored you these days. If there is something wrong, tell Daddy."

After wiping the corners of her mouth, Mao Qian's expression on the upper half of her face did not change, but her lips curled up.

"It's nothing, just keep busy, don't worry about me."

After he finished speaking, he didn't continue talking to Mao Feng, so he avoided him and left.

Although Mao Qian has not been close to herself since she was a child, after all, Mao Feng is such a daughter and loves her very much.

He tried to catch up, but the tip of his nose smelled a fishy smell.

Looking at the place where Mao Qian had just been, he saw a monster with stiff limbs, unable to rest his eyes.

The thick eyebrows were furrowed, and Mao Feng quickly checked.

There are no traces of magic on this monster, but there are streaks on the neck, as if strangled to death.

Mao Feng felt strange, but he couldn't describe the strange feeling.

Maybe he neglected too much recently, thinking about this, he hurriedly went to the yard where Mao Qian lived.

But as soon as he got close, he found that a spell was cast here, and he couldn't go in at all.

He took out the talisman paper and tried to untie it, but the spell didn't move.

"Qian'er should be immature in this spell." Mao Feng probed carefully and found the existence of demonic energy inside.

How can there be a demonic aura? Could it be that I just brought it on?

"Qian'er?"

Mao Feng shouted several times, but there was no response, he couldn't help worrying, "Qian'er?"

"Dad, I'm practicing, don't make a noise."

After a while, a voice came from inside, as if to reassure him.

"Qian'er, are you all right?"

"fine."

After Mao Feng left, Mao Qian, who was staying in the house, slowly opened her eyes.

A cloud of black mist gathered above her head, and inside it was the demon pill that she just killed.

"A little demon, it's really beyond your own power."

After all, it was only a four-hundred-year-old deer demon, but it was killed so easily.

"But there is a good demon beside that Mao Xiaoling." As the vague voice appeared, the demon pill burst instantly.

Mao Qian also fell on the bed because of the shock.

...

"I heard that the young master fell ill again. He was crazy and said that he wanted to marry a wife."

"Which girl in this town doesn't know that he is a sweetheart, and who would want to marry him."

"You don't know, this is a sin. He hugged his pillow and said that the pillow was his daughter-in-law."

The afternoon sun was just right, Xier took Shang Qingyou to bask in the sun in the garden, and occasionally the passers-by were chattering as if they had not seen them.

The barrier arranged by Xi blocked the voices of the people outside, and also made the people inside invisible.

Shang Qingyou was taking a nap, and Xi didn't want to break the tranquility.

"Do you know that the last time the doctor came to see the eldest son, he said that his life was not long."

"Ah? What's wrong with this? Master's sons are sick and mad."

"It's estimated that I didn't donate some sesame oil money to the temple. It's something. You can't help but believe in evil. You still have to accumulate some kindness in life."

Xi squatted aside and sighed.

【Host, are you worried about him too? 】

No, I was thinking, if he dies, how will my quest be settled?

【…】

Just by looking at his face, he knew that he was really running out of gas and was about to die.

Just thinking about it, Xi's hand was held by the man.

Shang Qingyou didn't open his eyes, but a small smile appeared on his lips: "Xi'er, are you by my side?"

"Isn't it possible that I am a ghost?" Xi said with rolled eyes.

"It's good to have you with me." Shang Qingyou clenched his hands and said, "Xi'er, I love you, will you dislike my liking?"

His hands were large and cold.

Xi bit his lip and replied, "I don't dislike it."

Why is it so sad all of a sudden, and I like this kind of thing, I just follow my heart, say it if you like it, and leave if you don't like it.

As if taking a long sigh of relief, Shang Qingyou said, "Then do you like me?"

Xi opened his mouth, and his head started to hurt again.

'I love you, do you like me? ' The blurry picture and sound appeared in her head, and the sound overlapped with Shang Qingyou.

"I..." Xi was dizzy, unable to hold Shang Qingyou's hand.

'I like! ’

"I like it!"

Her voice also overlapped with the woman in the picture, as if that person was her.

But the other party's mood is very happy, even excited, with real love.

For a moment, she grasped Shang Qingyou's hand tightly, and when the pain disappeared, she said forcefully, "Shang Qingyou, I also like you!"

After she finished speaking, she turned her head and was a little embarrassed, "Hey, why do you ignore me?"

When she got up and approached, she froze in place, her hand loosened, and Shang Qingyou's hand fell.

"Shang Qingyou?"