The Villainess Won’t Let the Main Leads Break Up!

That was the first time Shen Wanqing saw such Xie Wuyan.

Get rid of all the disguise of gentleness and elegance, unabashedly violent and cruel. You don't need to hide your strength anymore, and pour out your original strength without reservation.

The Painter's chest was pierced by him with a single blow, and the skin and flesh were completely rotted at the moment of being severely injured, falling to the ground like mud mixed with blood clots.

Not only this shell, but the Painter felt that his internal organs were about to be crushed, and the pain was so painful that he couldn't even make a sound.

How can it be?

When did there be someone with such a profound cultivation base in the Xuantian Pavilion?

But she soon discovered that this power did not come from any spiritual power.

It's demon power.

A very arrogant and powerful demon power.

She gritted her teeth to break free, but found that there was no chance. I can only look into the eyes of the man in front of me and ask with difficulty: "You, what kind of monster are you..."

There were no waves in Xie Wuyan's red eyes, and he looked at her quietly, but even so, people could clearly feel the creepy oppression surging under the soft skin.

He didn't speak, but his voice came close to Painted Ghost's mind.

"Who allows you to move my things."

After speaking, turn your hand and squeeze, clenching your fist.

The huge monster power spread out, forcibly tore the painter's body into countless ways.

However, after all, she was a great demon with thousands of years of cultivation. She tried her best to restrain her soul that was about to shatter, and turned into a small ray of demon energy and jumped out.

Xie Wuyan did not chase.

He turned around, looked at Shen Wanqing beside him, and stepped closer.

Shen Wanqing supported the ground with both hands, blood dripping down his arms. Her chest was ups and downs with difficulty, gritted her teeth and barely raised her head, looking at Xie Wuyan who was standing in front of her.

His arms are full of blood, and the whole person has a strong smell of blood. Although it is not his own, it still looks terrifying.

Sacrifices.

Shen Wanqing recalled the words of Painted Skin Ghost and the memory that appeared before his death.

Based on these alone, she understood how special this body's physique was.

So Xie Wuyan kept himself because he wanted to become his sacrifice?

Shen Wanqing looked into his eyes and met him.

Can't read it.

Can't read anything.

Xie Wuyan just looked at her so quietly, without any expression, not even an extra movement.

Shen Wanqing looked away, bit his teeth, then raised one of his hands and handed it to Xie Wuyan: "I've saved it all, or I'll save it to the end."

Give her a hand anyway.

There was a long silence.

Feeling that Xie Wuyan didn't mean to help her, Shen Wanqing gave up, she put her hand back, supported the ground to stabilize her weight, and wanted to stand up on her own.

At this moment, a hand suddenly pulled his arm.

She was lightened, and she was beaten and picked up.

When nestled in Xie Wuyan's arms, Shen Wanqing was still a little stunned.

From her angle, he could clearly see his angular jaw and feather-like long eyelashes.

Xie Wuyan's palm clasped her back and inevitably pressed it against the wound cut by the painter.

Shen Wanqing hissed softly, pressed his forehead against Xie Wuyan's shoulder, bit his lower lip, and resisted the pain.

alright.

People have given themselves a contemporary step, and can't be faulty about him for not being gentle enough.

"It hurts?" Xie Wuyan asked.

"Yes."

"Then it hurts, and it should be a lesson."

…Shen Wanqing felt even more painful.

Even though he said that, Shen Wanqing felt that Xie Wuyan's originally cold palm suddenly brought some temperature, and swept across his skin inch by inch with an extremely gentle air current.

The pain seems to be relieved a lot.

Don't guess, you also know that Xie Wuyan must have done something.

Shen Wanqing suddenly felt that he was treating his own food, at least Xie Wuyan's attitude was much better than that of the gloomy painter.

She lay quietly in his arms for a while, then suffocated a sentence: "Thank you."

This sentence gave Xie Wuyan a pause. He seemed to hear some joke: "Thank me?"

"Um."

"Nothing to thank." Xie Wuyan said, "how do you know that I don't want to kill you."

"I don't know this, but one yard goes to one yard."

Shen Wanqing felt that he had to be reasonable in handling things. Whether Xie Wuyan wanted to treat himself as a snack, at any rate, he was also his benefactor who had saved him twice now, so verbal thanks are still necessary.

She thought about it, and said: "Besides, I can't beat you. You want to kill me in the future, but I can't help it."

Xie Wuyan rarely agreed with her: "That's true."

"...Wait." Seeing his attitude of accepting praise so readily, Shen Wanqing felt that he still needs to explain, "But in fact, I don't really want to die. If you really want to kill me in the future, can you tell me in advance? Maybe I can still struggle a bit."

Xie Wuyan: "..."

Shen Wanqing didn't seem to be joking, and her eyes were especially sincere.

Xie Wuyan had lived for so long, and for the first time found out that he could not understand a person completely.

Other people approaching or wanting to kill themselves will have a very strong desire. Maybe it's for strength, or maybe it's the boring way of punishing evil and promoting good.

But she doesn't seem to belong to any of them.

Xie Wuyan suddenly didn't expect to kill Shen Wanqing.

Such a person is more interesting to live than to die.

Shen Wanqing, who had experienced a life and death crisis, also looked away.

At the beginning, she also felt that Ji Feichen, as the leading actor, would be able to fight Xie Wuyan as good as possible.

As a result, after these few games, I found out that this is a 50-50.

If the two fight, it will be Xie Wuyan's unilateral abuse of food, and ten Ji Feichens are not enough for him to pinch and play.

Shen Wan felt that if Xie Wuyan really lost his horse early, he would probably give the man and woman a pot after changing hands, and directly advance the tragedy.

From this point of view, he has been peacefully staying beside the protagonist as a demon master, staying until the protagonist's squad trains his level, but it is the best result.

Thinking of this, Shen Wanqing's mission goal became clear, and the look in Xie Wuyan's eyes became firmer.

rest assured! I have rebelled, and I will definitely protect your identity from being discovered!

At this time Xie Wuyan didn't know that his strange teammates had increased.

After Xie Wuyan seriously injured the Painted Skin Ghost, the Painted Skin Ghost's repair base was damaged.

Because of this, the demon power can't be hidden like in the heyday, Ji Feichen's Luo Geng can finally play a little role, and find the direction of the demon power surge.

However, when Ji Feichen rushed out of the room with Tongfeng Rumor, he ran into Xie Wuyan, who was holding Shen Wanqing.

"Sorry for love!" Ji Feichen rushed forward, looking at her, his eyes flushed, "I'm late."

Shen Wanqing: ... You are not only late.

I almost didn't even have any soup left.

Why is your broken Luo Geng still delayed like my system?

Feng Ruoqing was so shocked that she almost broke the sound when she saw her injury. She hurriedly stepped forward and opened the robe on the wound. After seeing the horrible scar, she couldn't help but tremble: "Sorry, I shouldn't have left you there."

Ji Feichen clenched his fists with his brows furrowed. After a long time, he turned around and knelt down on one knee in front of Xie Wuyan: "Thank you, son, for helping her sister. Such kindness is unforgettable for Feichen."

Shen Wanqing felt a little touched.

Although I have always treated these two people as if I have completed the task since I entered this book, I have no feelings for my nominally good brother, and sometimes even sulking because of his hard-hearted eyes that he can’t complete the task. .

But at this moment, Shen Wanqing suddenly realized that he really regarded himself as his own sister.

Feng Ruoqing dealt with Shen Wanqing’s injury, frowning and analyzing: "Luo Geng is completely unremarkable. It seems that we underestimated the cultivation level of this painted ghost. I’m afraid we can’t stay longer tonight, Feichen, you hurry up. Call Zeng Ziyun, we have to go on the road immediately to chase the painter, lest it harm others again."

Zeng Ziyun.

When Shen Wanqing, who was obediently lying on the bed, heard the name, his pupils shook, and almost no carp jumped up.

Why did you suddenly forget this person?

Shen Wanqing felt uneasy in her heart, but she still tried her best to comfort herself.

It must be fine.

The Painted Skin Ghost was wounded like this by Xie Wuyan, and it was too late to escape.

Besides, there is no prompt in the system--

"boom!"

However, Shen Wanqing's dream was ruthlessly shattered by Ji Feichen who hurried back.

"Xiaoyun is gone." Ji Feichen said.

[Female Matching System:

alarm! Important female partners are facing great danger, the main story will be triggered soon, please be aware of the host! ]

Shen Wanqing: ...Sure enough, your broken system is just like Ji Feichen's Luo Geng, completely useless.

Ji Feichen frowned, raised his hand and stroked the void on Luo Geng, closing his eyes tightly.

Spiritual power fluctuated, after Luo Geng vibrated for a long time, thousands of gold wires suddenly scattered all around, these gold wires moved quickly, and finally pointed in the same direction.

"Found it." Ji Feichen opened his eyes and stood up, "Zeng Ziyun has a magic weapon for body protection, and I can sense her breath. A Yao, you go with me to save people, Xie Gongzi, please take care of your love. "

After a brief explanation, the two flew away, looking for the direction indicated by the compass.

"and many more!"

Upon seeing this, Shen Wanqing struggled to stand up and wanted to chase, but one was unstable and almost fell off the bed.

Xie Wuyan squatted down in front of her, supported her chin and looked at her carefully, then stretched out her hand against her forehead, and pushed back: "What's the hurry? Painted ghost hurts to such an extent, your good brother Ji If it can't be solved, it's better to hit to death."

Shen Wanqing sat up straight, clenching his fists.

Now with the extent of her body's wear and tear, it is completely impossible to catch up with Ji Feichen and Feng Ruoqing.

The only thing that can catch up-

Thinking of this, she turned to look at Xie Wuyan beside her.

Shen Wanqing seemed to see hope.

Xie Wuyan raised his eyes, and suddenly met Shen Wanqing's wet pair, as if looking at the eyes of Hope, almost doubting that she was scared by the Painted Skin Ghost and had a problem in her brain.

"Brother Xie." Shen Wanqing asked sweetly, "Do you want to cast down demons and slay demons?"

Xie Wuyan: You may point out where there is something wrong.