The Devil's Wife, I Just Want to Survive

Before he could feel happy, a feeling of hunger and weakness swept through his body.

He immediately stopped practicing and opened his eyes. After just a moment, he felt as if his whole body was hollowed out..........

"Blood coagulation to strengthen the essence of the origin, worthy of being in the blood coagulation realm, this condensed blood and qi almost drained my small body!"

The feeling of hunger became stronger and stronger. On the table not far away, there were several plates of cakes and fruits.......

"Eat two pieces quietly, it shouldn't be discovered?"

"It's quite salty, what kind of cake is this? Salty cake?" Wang Que, who was squatting at the table, poked his head again and saw that the blood witch didn't open her eyes and took away two more cakes.

"Well, this one is good, sweet, but it's a pity that it's not as delicious as my Wang family's cakes."

He chewed the cake vigorously and swallowed it into his stomach. He thought that eating four cakes would fill his hunger, but who would have thought that after eating these four cakes, the hunger from his stomach would be even stronger!

"Take two more pieces, the last two pieces!"

"Ugh, I'm choking, drink some water."

"This tea doesn't taste very good, not as good as my Wang family's tea."

"This fruit is quite sweet and fresh."

In the silent night, the chewing sound is like a mouse.

He reached under the table to touch the plate for the Nth time, but this time he tried several times but only touched the plate.

He looked out and saw that the six plates of cakes and fruits on the table had been eaten by him without him noticing!

But even so, he was still hungry, but he could only say that the hunger was a little weaker than before.

"It's just a little food, it should be fine, right?"

The next second: "What else could it be? I don't believe she can kill me for this little food!"

Sitting back on the ground, he sighed slightly: "Wang Que, Wang Que, why don't you just be the second young master of the family? You have to learn from others to go on a spring outing. Now you have become the husband of the bandit leader."

After being speechless for a while, Wang Que glanced at the bedside: "It's just that I can't see clearly with the mask, but just looking at his figure..."

"It doesn't matter, I'll hold on for a few days. When the family finds out that I'm gone, they will definitely send someone to find me. How can a mere Mo Guang Village be a match for my Wang family, hum!"

Wang Que fell asleep while thinking about it.

No words were spoken all night. Before dawn the next day, Mo Lingqing, who was practicing cross-legged on the bed, finished her practice on time and opened her beautiful eyes.

Her beautiful eyes wrinkled slightly when she saw the window, which was a nest of curled up human figures.

The power of the soul spread out, and only after confirming that he was not dead did he retract it.

He stood up and took off the evil ghost mask, revealing his stunningly beautiful face and walked to the table.

His eyes moved slightly, and only the dregs were left on the plate on the table, and the fruits that had been left for three days disappeared completely. He raised his jade hand to get the teapot to pour water, but found that there was not a drop left in the teapot.

At this point, Mo Lingqing's brows slowly frowned again, and after taking a deep breath, Mo Lingqing thought to himself: "Well, the person is not dead yet."

"This person is so bold, I guess he won't commit suicide in a short time, which saves me a lot of trouble. Let's see how long he can last."

He exhaled slowly, and the displeasure that had just risen in his heart disappeared.

Putting on the evil ghost mask again, Mo Lingqing waved his blood-stained sleeves and a cold wind suddenly rolled towards Wang Que in front of the window.

Wang Que, who was curled up in a ball, woke up with a start. He poked his head out of the quilt. His long hair was messy and his eyes looked a little haggard. His originally ordinary appearance was now...

Mo Lingqing glanced at a set of clothes on the chair beside the table, and with a sweep of her sleeves, the clothes were thrown on Wang Que's face: "Put on your clothes and come out."

These were the clothes prepared yesterday, but Wang Que didn't expect them to be his.

He pulled the clothes off his face and watched the blood witch's curvy back walk out of the room.

He quickly climbed out of the quilt and put on the clothes. Although they were a little loose, they still fit him well.

"My hands, my ribs." Wang Que looked at his hands and touched his ribs. He didn't realize that he had lost so much weight.

"Did she secretly absorb my essence after I fell asleep last night?" Wang Que was in doubt, but then he thought it might be caused by his initial cultivation and condensing his qi and blood.

She put on white socks and boots on her cold feet, then she scratched her long hair and walked over to open the door.

Outside the door, a bloody figure stood with his hands behind his back.

Standing at the door, Wang Que frowned and said, "Village leader, do you know who I am?"

Mo Ling ignored her and flew directly to the square in the mountain with the rising clouds under her feet.

Stepping on the clouds, Wang Que spoke again, "I am the second young master of the Wang family, the largest family in Jinyang City. You'd better let me go and I'll tell you."

Mo Ling looked at her coldly, with murderous intent in her eyes, "What do you think? This village leader dare not kill you!"

Wang Que shrank his head and fell silent in an instant. He didn't expect that this blood witch was not afraid of his family at all........

In less than two quarters of an hour, Mo Lingqing brought Wang Que to the square of Moguang Village.

This square is huge, enough to accommodate thousands of people. After all, this was once the dojo of Xuanyin Sect!

At this moment, there are nearly a hundred bandits with strong aura standing on the square. Looking around, there are almost no bandits below the Qi Refining Realm.

Wang Que was shocked by the weakness of these bandits, and these bandits were also shocked by his appearance.

Yesterday, the new leader of the village was still rosy-cheeked with red lips and white teeth, and his face was ruddy like a scholar, but only one night has passed... The new leader of the village has a sallow complexion, heavy dark circles under his eyes, and looks like a withered man.

Such an appearance really makes these bandits more in awe of the Blood Witch.

"Greetings to the village master!" The shouts rang out like waves, with great momentum.

Mo Lingqing hummed lightly, but her voice spread throughout the square, which shows that her cultivation is definitely not weak!

"Ten years have passed. Today is the day for our Demon Light Village to fight for the opportunity to establish a sect!"

"In the battle of the Four Mountains Conference, only victory is allowed, not defeat!"

"In this battle, rewards will be given according to merit. The one with the greatest merit will receive a Foundation Establishment Realm attack weapon, a Foundation Establishment Realm defense weapon, and three Qi Refining Realm top-grade Pei Yuan Dan!"

On the square, nearly a hundred mountain bandits were excited. The Foundation Establishment Realm attack and defense weapons are extremely rare treasures!

And the three Qi Refining Realm top-grade Pei Yuan Dan, one can save nearly a month of hard training!

"Fight! Fight! Fight!"

The crowd was indignant.

Mo Lingqing's eyes flashed with satisfaction: "Let's go, Black Volcano!"

After the voice fell, Mo Lingqing flew into a blood-colored sedan chair, which was carried by eight bandits. The eight bandits gradually emerged with clouds under their feet, and then carried the sedan chair to the distance.

On the square, nearly a hundred bandits flew up with swords, knives, axes, etc., all following the blood-red sedan chair to fly away.

On the platform of the square, Wang Que, with a confused look on his face, watched everyone fly away.

Ah?

Bringing me here doesn't mean that I can go with you?

Ah?

Just as he was considering whether to run away secretly, a beautiful figure came flying on a sword: "Excuse me, my lord, the village owner asked me to pick you up."

"Little, Sister Xiaozhu." Wang Que was very polite. After all, the other party killed people without blinking an eye, and was not afraid of his identity as the second young master of Wang...

"My lord, just call me Xiaozhu. I am one of the four maids of the village owner, and I will be your maid in the future." Xiaozhu smiled softly with her hands covering her mouth, and then released her spiritual power to pull Wang Que onto her flying sword.

"My king, you are so weak, you must stand firm. My sword-controlling skills are very ordinary."

Wang Que said directly after hearing this: "Weak? I am not weak!"

Say that you are weak, which means you are not good enough. A man cannot admit that he is not good enough. This is a matter of dignity!

Xiao Zhu's silver bell-like laughter sounded again: "Yes, my king, you are not weak, but if you continue like this, you will have to make up for it if you want to survive."

"No, I am in good health, but I didn't eat yesterday and I am a little hungry this morning."

Xiao Zhu smiled and said: "Stand firm, let's go!"

Before he finished speaking, the sword of spiritual power under his feet flew into the sky.

Wang Que was about to fall because of his unstable body, but the next moment a jade hand reached out to help him stabilize his body: "My king, if you can't stand steadily, you can hold my waist. I am the maid of the village owner. It's okay."

Wang Que looked down after hearing this...How can this be a waist that can be grasped with one hand? This is clearly a knife that kills people!