Shenhao: I'm Really A Big Villain

"One hour?"

Lin Xi'er, who walked side by side with Duanmu Lan, blushed slightly and muttered suspiciously to herself.

"It should be enough, hurry up and get in the car." Qin Lang pulled Lin Xier into his arms and urged Master to drive.

"Hey! I haven't gotten in the car yet!"

"Qin Lang!"

"Wait for me!"

Duanmu Lan beckoned from behind and shouted loudly.

There was a taxi next to him, and he stopped, glanced at Duanmu Lan on the side of the road, and motioned for her to get in the car.

Gollum!

Duanmu Lan swallowed and looked around, the surroundings were empty and cold, and there was no one else except the taxi driver.

But, who knows if there will be a hidden killer?

Even if this driver looks harmless to humans and animals, it is not necessarily a good person!

These years, the more honest you are, the more you can't rest assured.

What's more, there are still cherry blossoms here?

The cautious Duanmu Lan gritted his teeth, pressed his legs, and quickly chased after the taxi that was sitting with his disciple.

She resorted to one of her most proficient master's secrets - chasing the cicada in eight steps!

Duanmu Lan, who was chasing on the road, looked at the taxi that was gradually getting out of sight, and thanked the eighteen generations of the ancestors of the amusement park in his heart.

What crap?

Isn't an amusement park built for people to play with?

It was built in a place where birds don't shit, there is a long road from the city, and there is still a wide road with a speed limit of 80 in the middle.

Even if her physique is amazing, she can't keep up with the four wheels!

after an hour,

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for getting the Destiny Villain value +1000!"

Hearing the doorbell, Lin Xier resisted the discomfort in her body, her calf trembling a little, she opened the door, looked at the master standing outside, panting and leaning on the door frame, she couldn't help but said in surprise, "Master, what's wrong with you?"

"It's okay for the teacher!"

Duanmu Lan took a deep breath, and looked past the disciples at the messy bed that had not been cleaned up yet.

He glanced at Tu'er's trembling legs again, and then looked down at his own.

All seem to be shaking?

And, are they all sweating?

???

She seems to have found something bright!

As a master of a higher generation, he doesn't even have a target, and his disciples have been singing with Qin Lang every night.

Although she didn't say it, she still felt a little embarrassed in her heart.

After discovering the magical effect of chasing the cicada in eight steps, she made up her mind that if she returns to the Dragon Kingdom next time, she has to find an opportunity to call Xi'er to her residence.

Before Xi'er came, she ran 60 kilometers first, then went to bed sweating profusely, and when her disciple came, she was pulled directly to the bedroom.

If you ask her what's the matter, say that her master just left?

Gee!

Thinking of such a clever plan, Duanmu Lan gave himself a thumbs up in his heart.

This method is perfect!

Not only the disciples, but also a few seniors and sisters, they should also show off!

One by one, they didn't take her seriously in the teacher's sect, but they really went down the mountain, when they learned that she was the first to find a partner.

Then you can't report directly to the master, to shine on the lintel?

"Master?"

Seeing that Duanmulan seemed to think of something happy, the smile could not be concealed on her delicate face, Lin Xier shouted with a wry smile.

Duanmu Lan returned to his senses, put his fist to his mouth and coughed lightly. He stared at Lin Xi'er's tired body, shook his head helplessly, stretched out his hand and patted her shoulder, and said pitifully, "Xi'er, for the teacher. It's too late to tell you now.

But if you accept apprentices in the future, you must warn her that there are three long and one short, choose one short, remember to choose the short one!

We should always remember to protect ourselves, and we must not appear weak, otherwise, if the enemy takes the opportunity to kill, won't they die?

If there is a three-centimeter one, let my disciple choose the three-centimeter one. I will wait for the monks without fear! You won't be in the situation you are now! "

"Brother Qin just told me about this story. There was a man who came out to do that kind of work. In order to make quick money, he asked this question and chose a three-centimeter one."

Although Lin Xi'er didn't want to delve into this topic, it was too coincidental.

The shameful story told by Brother Qin is on par!

"Qin Lang is connoting me?"

Duanmu Lan frowned.

What does it mean to come out and do that kind of work?

Since her debut, Duanmu Lan has never used her body as a bargaining chip!

What are you doing?

Qin Lang's prophets are all used to connotate her?

"No." Lin Xi'er shook her head, "The girl was sent to the hospital the next day, murmuring in confusion on the stretcher."

"Mumbling what? How did she end up in the hospital?"

Duanmu Lan asked curiously.

Although I don't agree with the girl's work, the choice is the same.

Why go to the hospital the next day?

Made her very puzzled.

Lin Xi'er squeezed in embarrassment, "Because...because that girl chose the one three centimeters above the ground."

hissing...

Hearing this, Duanmu Lan couldn't help but sucked in a breath of cold air, her beautiful eyes widened.

Is that so?

Terrible!

...

On the other side, Qin Lang sitting on the sofa, unaware of the conversation between Lin Xier and Duanmu Lan, drank coffee casually, sighing in his heart.

It was another night of staying up late to tell stories. My body and bones kept staying up all night, and it was really unbearable.

Standing in the living room, he supported his lower back with both hands, doing regular circular movements to relieve the fatigue caused by staying up late.

It wasn't until I heard the slight footsteps outside that I slowly sat back to my seat, and looked at Haruhi Kazuha who walked in slowly, and his eyes widened in an instant.

"What's wrong with you?"

Looking at the embarrassed He Ri Chunsheng in front of him, Qin Lang looked in disbelief.

He was fine when he went out, but when he came back, his clothes were covered with blood, his body was covered with injuries, and he had a broken arm?

To solve those samurai in the Broken Blade Dojo, do you need to pay such a big price with Hizunsheng?

Could it be that among those warriors, there are still top-level masters hidden?

He sat on the sofa opposite Ri Chunsheng and shook his head, "I'm fine, after listening to the story of the big cat, I will sleep and these injuries will be healed."

Uh……

Qin Lang was choked.

Just get some sleep?

After hearing this, Qin Lang wanted to laugh.

Wasn't it the moment when Saint Hizun Saint's second soul fell asleep?

Where can the injury caused by the second soul recover for no reason?

Shouldn't the Holy Maiden spend a lot of healing medicines for treatment?

how to say?

When the Holy Maiden was surrounded and suppressed by an unstoppable hostile force, she chose to lie down, feeling that if she slept, all the enemies would be dead.

The second soul, Dark Lolita, didn't care whether she would be injured or not, because in her eyes, as long as she slept and woke up again, any injury would be healed.

What suffers is always the same body shared by two souls.

"Among those Sakura warriors, is there someone stronger than you?"

Qin Lang didn't delve into it, and asked out of curiosity.

Diablo Lolita shook her head, "No, they are all weak, but the big cat can catch the wicked and ask the whereabouts of the mastermind behind the scenes, so can I!

I found their lair, a dojo full of sinful warriors.

I killed a lot of samurai there, and then three old men with pigtails came out to beat me together. I couldn't beat me, so I ran away! "