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

Shen Wanqing firmly believes that as long as he moves fast enough, he will not give people a chance to refuse.

So she quickly laid the floor next to Xie Wuyan's bed, patted the pillows, and then took out the special sleep goggles that she had sewn these days and put them on, and then rolled into the bed, the whole person was wrapped in a circle. The ball.

Then she didn't forget to poke her head out, and greeted in a very hypocritical tone: "Good night, Brother Xie also have a good rest today, I will feel distressed if I don't sleep well."

Then quickly retracted.

…This person is quite capable.

Xie Wuyan held his arm and leaned on the door to watch her toss like this.

You can guess it by just guessing. Although I don't know who ordered her to do something, it is obvious that when she makes such a fuss, 80% of them are here to watch her.

Shen Wanqing sensed Xie Wuyan's hot eyes, so he closed his eyes tightly and made a "wheeze" very deliberately, pretending to be asleep.

As long as the skin is thick enough, he will not be driven out.

Xie Wuyan laughed angrily.

He stepped closer and stopped beside Shen Wanqing.

Shen Wanqing continued to use the skills of dead skin and face, his whole body tensed, but he still didn't move.

"are you asleep?"

"...Fell asleep."

So in the next second, Xie Wuyan carried her by the back of her neck, carried her all the way to the door, and put a pillow outside the door.

Then he closed the door mercilessly.

…Okay, the deadly face trick failed.

But Shen Wanqing did not give up.

She wondered if this was the case, she could still stand here as the door-god all night, anyway, she couldn't let Xie Wuyan not sleep in the middle of the night and sneak up to choke someone else's neck.

To begin with, Shen Wanqing stood holding the pillow like a doorman, staring at the house with full attention.

Five minutes later, she stood a little tired, so she squatted down and stared passively.

After a quarter of an hour, she was a little sleepy, so she hugged the pillow in her arms, buried a small face in it, yawned a long time, and started to watch while lazily.

Therefore, when Xie Wuyan pushed open the door again, he lowered his head and found himself squatting with a spherical unknown object beside the door.

The key is that the unknown object seems to be sleeping soundly, that is, the whole person is a little squatting, shaking left and right and about to fall out at any time.

Xie Wuyan was silent for a moment.

In any case, stalking can be disengaged to such a degree, it is a real failure.

Seeing such a person who was swaying like a tumbler, Xie Wuyan simply didn't wake her up, leaning on the door to see when she could fall.

In the next second, Shen Wanqing staggered forward because of an unstable center of gravity, and then recovered from a half-dream and half-awake in an instant, straightened his body, and patted his chest like a frightened hamster.

Good risk, good risk.

Xie Wuyan gave a low laugh without restraint.

It didn't fall, but it was quite capable.

Shen Wanqing heard the voice, a Ji Ling, just about to raise his head, he was caught off guard by Xie Wuyan.

He carried her back into the house like a cat, and threw her on the floor just now.

Sitting on the bed, Shen Wanqing was still a little dazed. After waking up completely, he was moved to tears in his eyes: "You are so good."

Xie Wuyan accepted frankly: "That's true."

Shen Wan was stuck in love: "...Thank you so much."

"No thanks," Xie Wuyan walked to her and squatted down, "The main reason is that you will be seen and ruin my reputation."

Shen Wanqing was choked.

I'm so angry, who on earth came to my room to check in at midnight every night! Can’t you just come all night by yourself!

One cannot be too double standard.

After the oil lamp was extinguished, the entire room was swallowed into darkness, and the surroundings were terribly quiet, and a few worms could be heard faintly.

After being raptured and sneaking in, Shen Wanqing couldn't fall asleep instead.

She likes to stand up when she can't sleep. Flip left and right, wrap the quilt around, constantly looking for a comfortable sleeping position.

"Get out if you can't sleep."

After Xie Wuyan sounded with some impatience, Shen Wanqing immediately closed his eyes and straightened his body, not forgetting to prove himself: "Sleep to sleep! I'm asleep!"

Xie Wuyan: "..."

I didn't know how long after being motionless, the sleepiness gradually came up.

Half-dreaming and half-awake, she heard some rustling sounds not far away, which seemed to be Xie Wuyan's direction.

Shen Wanqing was awakened in an instant, and quietly opened one eye.

Xie Wuyan got up, his hair was a little messy, his brows were slightly furrowed, his face was pale, his whole body exuded a chill, and he looked impatient.

He got out of bed and crossed Shen Wanqing, seeming to be ready to leave.

It's over.

…It looks like he wants to kill someone.

Shen Wanqing swallowed hard, and then decided to take the risk.

So she turned over, very deliberately, pressing down the corner of Xie Wuyan's clothes.

Xie Wuyan's movements stopped. He glanced at Shen Wanqing on the side, did not move for a long time, then bent down, raised her arm, and drew out his robe.

Shen Wanqing immediately turned over again and pressed his arm.

Xie Wuyan then pulled out.

Shen Wanqing went on to turn.

Finally, after five full rounds, Xie Wuyan stopped moving.

He sat down beside Shen Wanqing without saying a word, holding his chin, and staring at her face quietly.

Shen Wanqing closed his eyes tightly, motionless.

But she always felt that Xie Wuyan's gaze was warm, sweeping across her face inch by inch, like a knife, rubbing against her cheek tightly.

It's hard to adapt to being stared at this way.

So she turned her head secretly.

In the next second, her neck was clasped by a cold hand, which tightened instantly.

Shen Wanqing stood up with a carp, picked up the pillow and retracted two steps.

Xie Wuyan slowly retracted his hand, squinted his eyes, and said with a smile: "Don't pretend?"

Shen Wanqing touched her neck with lingering fears, and then got angry.

Although Xie Wuyan seemed to have the intention of tightening his palms just now, in fact, he restrained his strength and didn't really hurt her.

Hearing Xie Wuyan's question to herself, she was a little guilty, so she started to quibble: "No, no, I just slept very deadly, and I woke up because of you."

"Do your hands and feet?"

As if he heard a joke, Xie Wuyan repeated these four words.

The next second, he raised his hand to hold Shen Wanqing's waist, covered her lips with the other hand, pressed her down, and buckled her under his body.

The robes of the two of them were overlapped, and even the bed netting on the side was slightly shaken, and the jade hanging by the bed collided and clinked.

Shen Wanqing could even see her figure clearly from Xie Wuyan's smiling eyes.

I have to say that it makes sense that Zeng Ziyun, a die-hard Ji Feichen fan, fell in love with Xie Wuyan in a blink of an eye.

Although he doesn't look like Ji Feichen's Ji Feichen, he is a little bit demon, even if he smiles gently at people, those foxes are all inviting.

A very standard blue face.

"Understood?" Xie Wuyan let go of the hand covering her mouth, his voice was low and muffled, "This is the move."

Shen Wanqing's eyes trembled slightly, and she pursed her lower lip. As soon as she was about to speak, she heard a bluffing voice coming from far and near——

"His Royal Highness, I have walked back. The mountain behind Xuantian Pavilion is tattered, and there are no good things. They are all low-level little monsters. No one can be worthy of my noble..."

The mysterious bird flew in from the window with flapping wings and looked intently.

The three pairs of eyes looked at each other.

The atmosphere was surprisingly quiet for a moment.

Xuanniao: Panic. A lot of panic.

It flopped on the spot in a panic, then turned around and flew out: "Ah, I suddenly remembered that I haven't walked the mountain on the left yet. Don't worry, your Highness! I'm tight-lipped and tight-lipped!"

Shen Wanqing watched Xuanniao leave, then turned his head to look at Xie Wuyan, thinking for a long time, and then very sincerely said: "Don't worry, I will explain it clearly for you."

Xie Wuyan: "Explain what?"

"Explain that you are not seduce me." Shen Wanqing said as she patted Xie Wuyan's shoulder with relief, "Relax, peace of mind, I won't ruin your reputation."

Xie Wuyan: "?"

Who do you say seduce whom? Who ruined the reputation?

There is nothing in the world that is more frustrating than trying to make a little girl watch her panic and find that the other party is more like a gangster than herself.

Xie Wuyan lowered his face, stood up, and prepared to leave.

"Hey!" Shen Wanqing quickly grabbed his robe, "Where are you going?"

Xie Wuyan turned his head and looked at her, his eyes were like stagnant water that could not see the waves.

He was silent for a long time, and suddenly squatted down, keeping his sight level with her. Then stretched out his hand and gently pulled open his collar.

Under the clothes is a bloodstain like a spider web, spreading upward at a subtle and imperceptible speed.

"Do you know what this is?" Xie Wuyan asked.

Shen Wanqing shook his head.

"This is something that can kill me." He said.

Shen Wanqing was taken aback, and then reacted.

It was mentioned in the original book that Xie Wuyan had been tortured by the spell remaining from the seal before the seal was completely lifted, so his strength has been suppressed.

She suddenly remembered that after so many days, Xie Wuyan's body temperature would always be much lower at night than in daytime. Including when I touched myself just now, it felt like an ice cube touched my skin, making my scalp numb.

It seems that this spell will always happen at night.

As for what kind of pain it would induce, Shen Wanqing didn't know anything about it, but this is probably the reason why Xie Wuyan never sleeps well every night.

"Miss Shen, I don't know who instructed you to do such things, but I advise you to stop as soon as possible, and don't provoke me again."

Xie Wuyan raised his hand, pinched her chin, and said each word: "Do you think I really won't kill you?"

The Sealing Curse remaining in his body, every day, would be like thorns piercing into the body, and countless sharp edges and corners spread from that thorn, tearing the whole body, and even the bone marrow was in sharp pain.

Shen Wanqing looked into his eyes, thought for a long time, and blinked: "I understand, then I will read the script for you?"

Xie Wuyan was startled.

"It's uncomfortable to wander around when you can't sleep, and you can't fall asleep." Shen Wanqing stretched out his hand enough for the script that he had brought in advance and placed it neatly in front of him. "But maybe you keep listening to someone talking, you will feel I'm sleepy."

Xie Wuyan looked down at her, and didn't say that he thought or didn't want to.

It was not the first time that Shen Wanqing surprised him.

He didn't understand what she was thinking at all.

Obviously she was threatening her, but she didn't seem to be scared at all. Instead, she tilted the focus to how she could get a good rest.

Xie Wuyan loosened the hand holding Shen Wanqing's chin, his thin lips pressed tightly, as if he wanted to say something, but he didn't know what to say.

After a long time, he said, "Read it."

Shen Wanqing picked a script about ghosts, cleared his throat, and began to read it.

Her voice is very soft, every word is soft, and the rhythm is moderate, which makes people feel very comfortable. Sometimes it even brings a little emotion, deliberately dragging the tone of voice up and down.

Xie Wuyan leaned on the edge of the bed, put his hands on his knees, and lowered his eyes. Shen Wanqing sat on the floor with his back leaning against the edge of the bed, making a sharp glance.

Some boring stories.

But I don't know why, but it makes people feel very relieved.

These stories of Shen Wan Qingnian could not offset the torment of pain.

But Xie Wuyan didn't want to kill so much.

He turned his head, his gaze fell on Shen Wanqing, but from this angle, he could only see the top of her head and the long hair scattered behind him.

As she read, she would yawn long, little by little, then suddenly wake up, straighten up and continue to read.

Then finally, with Shen Wanqing's unremitting efforts, she successfully coaxed herself to sleep.

The corners of Xie Wuyan's lips bend.

Get out of bed and squat down in front of her.

Shen Wanqing leaned her head against the bed, still holding the script in her hand. She fell asleep while sitting on the floor, her eyelashes trembled a little, and she was as well-behaved as a sleeping kitten.

Maybe it was a bit cold in the house, her nose wrinkled, and then she sneezed lightly.

Xie Wuyan glanced at the quilt on the side, then at Shen Wanqing, got up to leave.

But after not taking a few steps, he folded back, bent over and picked up the quilt, covering her body.

After feeling a little warmth, Shen Wanqing shrank his neck, kneaded his whole person and the quilt together, and curled up.

Xie Wuyan leaned over, looked at her face, and then chuckled lightly.

"Stupid or not."

When Shen Wanqing woke up, it was already three poles in the sun.

She sat up, looked around and found that Xie Wuyan was not in the house, only a plate of pastries was on the table, which seemed to be reserved for herself.

The system did not prompt that Zeng Ziyun was murdered. It seems that Xie Wuyan did not run out to kill last night.

Thinking of this, Shen Wanqing finally let go of his heart.

As soon as I let go of my heart, my stomach starts to be hungry.

So she rinsed briefly, then rolled the floor and put it away, then sat down at the table, picked up a piece of almond pastry with chopsticks, and prepared to deliver it to her mouth.

At this moment, the door slammed and was pushed open, and fell straight against the wall—

"Brother Xie! Come and try my new chestnut cake!"

The atmosphere suddenly became awkward.

Zeng Ziyun carried the pastry box, with an open eyebrow and smile, when he saw Shen Wanqing, it instantly solidified on his face, and then collapsed.

Shen Wanqing's almond pastry hadn't been eaten yet, and he still kept his mouth open, not knowing whether he should move or not for a while.

Thinking about it, the food is innocent.

So she looked away from Zeng Ziyun and bit down the almond cake in one bite.

If something happens, noisy after eating, and noisy after eating.

"Why are you here?" Zeng Ziyun said with a cold face.

Shen Wanqing lied casually: "I also came to Brother Xie to practice swordsmanship."

"Practicing swords?" Zeng Ziyun sneered, "Who let you come into Brother Xie's room? How could a girl's house be so shameless. Don't you know that he hates things that people touch him the most. ?"

Shen Wanqing told the truth: "It's true that Xie Wuyan let me in."

"you are lying!"

Zeng Ziyun stomped her foot, walked in and took Shen Wanqing's arm, and dragged her out, "I have been here for so many days, and Brother Xie hasn't let me into his house. How could I let you in? I think you're entangled. Fuck, you still don’t understand the rules! Today I must speak in front of Brother Ji and let him preside over justice."

In this way, Shen Wanqing was dragged all the way to the hall of Xuantian Pavilion before she finished eating a bite of almond pastry.

As soon as I walked in, I found that the hall was full of people.

Ji Feichen and his party were all there, and Xie Wuyan sat on his left, surrounded by the elders or high-level disciples of Xuantian Pavilion.

Even the rumor that the injury hadn't recovered was supported by the maid sitting on the side.

It seems that something important is being discussed.

The two broke in unexpectedly, so that everyone's eyes were focused on them.

Ji Feichen was taken aback for a moment: "Evangelism, you guys are..."

Shen Wanqing was exhausted physically and mentally.

She discovered that this kind of mess between little girls is more troublesome than taking off and landing demon slayers.

The key point is that Zeng Ziyun's identity is special, and he can't use the trick of covering his head and knocking dizziness.

Seeing this, Xie Wuyan frowned slightly, put down the teacup in his hand, glanced over Zeng Ziyun, and looked at Shen Wanqing.

As soon as Shen Wanqing woke up, she was pulled over before eating a few mouthfuls of the meal. She felt a sense of dread and yawned slowly by the way.

"I saw her sneaking in in Brother Xie's room just now." Zeng Ziyun saw that her father was also here, and she suddenly became more confident and her voice was clear, "You said the girl's house, how can you break into someone else without permission In the room, I touched other people's things..."

Xie Wuyan said, "I let her in."

Before Zeng Ziyun finished speaking, she was interrupted by a light voice.

Xie Wuyan raised his eyes, glanced over Shen Wanqing, and then stopped on Zeng Ziyun's face: "I let her in, can't you?"

The atmosphere suddenly calmed down.

The people around immediately understood what was going on. After all, as the daughter of Elder Xuantian Pavilion, Zeng Ziyun's high-profile pursuit of Xie Wuyan these days is well known.

Zeng Ziyun's face flushed red, and she couldn't hold back a word.

The elder coughed and hurriedly said, "Really, the child has a temperament. You can find a seat and sit down."

Zeng Ziyun might feel embarrassed, and stood rigidly without moving.

Shen Wanqing glanced left and right, and found an empty seat beside Ji Feichen.

She thought for a while, and it was not she who was obviously embarrassed now, so instead of standing like this, she might as well find a place to sit down.

By the way, eat some cakes on the table, or you will be very hungry.

When she slid in the direction of Ji Feichen, she was caught off guard by Xie Wuyan's arm. Before she could react, she was pressed on the chair beside him.

Shen Wanqing tried to struggle, but only heard some cold voices from him: "Sit down."

She immediately sat up straight obediently.

Upon seeing this, Zeng Ziyun's eyes turned redder.

"Why are you still there?" The elder may feel embarrassed, and it is rare to bring some reprimands in his tone, "Xiaoyun, how do I teach you the rules on weekdays? You are wronging others indiscriminately, and you come here, so. I don't know the generality, do you want me to punish you to copy the book?"

Feng Ruoqing tried to solve the siege: "Forget it, it's all jokes between children, the elders don't have to breathe..."

Shen Wanqing was holding a cup of tea, leaning on a chair, and by the way a few refreshments from Xie Wuyan, and began to watch the play peacefully.

"I didn't wrong her indiscriminately!" Zeng Ziyun bit her teeth and raised her finger to Shen Wanqing. "She was very suspicious at first. I was worried that she wanted to murder Master Xie, so I brought her here."

As soon as these words were spoken, Shen Wanqing, who was watching the show, instantly realized that something was wrong.

She frowned and scanned the people sitting around her eyes.

Perhaps it was discussing how to eliminate demons and re-seal the Demon Lord. Besides Ji Feichen and the others, there were about five or six people sitting around.

Shen Wanqing tightened the teacup, her eyes darkened.

"You don't know it wrong!" The elder slammed the table, and some tea splashed out.

"I'm telling the truth. If you don't believe me, you can ask Sister Feng and Brother Ji!" Zeng Ziyun was so dizzy that he didn't care about it. At that time, what kind of sorcery did Miss Shen use? I saw with my own eyes that she could burn her own blood—"

"Xiao Yun!"

Several voices came at the same time.

Ji Feichen started to shoot the case, and even the rumor and his expression changed drastically.

Zeng Ziyun felt that her self-esteem was insulted, tears fell straight down, and she did not forget to plausibly say: "There is no such thing as a decent way for the decent and decent people. What if she is from the Demon Realm and wants to murder Sister Feng and Son Xie?"

"Blood...burning blood." The elder's pupils quaked, and his hands were clenched into fists.

People around are also talking about it.

Ji Feichen stood up, holding the sword in his hand, looking vigilant.

The elder raised his eyes, his eyebrows were cold, and he raised his hand and said: "Come here!"

Suddenly, all the high-ranking disciples in the Xuantian Pavilion present all stood up in an instant, and approached Shen Wanqing's direction aggressively.

Ji Feichen wanted to stop in front of Shen Wanqing, but was blocked by the disciple on the side.

So he clenched his fists and gritted his teeth to look at the main elder Xuantian Pavilion: "I don't know what you mean."

"The art of burning blood, I have heard a little. There are very few people with this physique, and they are all in the same line. They have always been classified under the gate of Heavenly Dao Palace. However, as early as a few decades ago, all the people of the clan who knew this secret technique , It has died out."

The elder looked at Shen Wanqing and frowned, "If she really knows this kind of secret technique, even if we Xuantian Pavilion let her go, Tiandao Palace will not."

"Elder, even if she really knows how to burn blood, she has grown up with Feichen since she was a child. It is definitely not a villain." Feng Ruo stood up with difficulty, walked to Ji Feichen and interceded together, "Not to mention that day. , She was to save us, she would—"

"Rumor, you don't understand." The elder sighed and shook his head, "Although I have not been exposed to this kind of secret technique, I also know how powerful this kind of secret technique is. If she really has this kind of power, It means that the blood burning technique can continue to be passed on. If this kind of power can be used to fight the Demon Realm, it will be a good thing for the people of the world."

Shen Wanqing sat in the position, drinking tea quietly, without moving.

inherited.

If what you have is really the power of the same line, how to pass it on.

Was raised up, looking forward to the continuation of blood?

Of course Ji Feichen could understand. He drew out his sword and shook his wrists with force: "It's ridiculous, when did Xuantian Pavilion feel that sacrificing innocent people to achieve the goal is just right?"

The elder's expression was calm, and his tone was calm: "Master Ji, a chivalrous man, is never afraid of sacrifice. You should also know this truth."

"No, it's not the same." Rumors held Ji Feichen's hand, and his eyes were clear. "Choosing to sacrifice yourself and sacrificing others are completely different things.

"In this case, only the old man can be the villain." The elder sighed and raised his hand, "Come here, take it."

"Yes!"

The high-ranking disciples on the side held fists, a few stopped Ji Feichen, and the remaining few approached in the direction of Shen Wanqing.

However, just as their sword edge was about to rest on Shen Wanqing's neck, Xie Wuyan on the side moved.

He raised his hand, without blinking his eyes, he stubbornly grasped the hilt of the attacking sword.

The high-level disciple's cultivation is not shallow, the sword is quick, and the sword aura is very strong. But Xie Wuyan was unharmed, and he didn't even cut a small mouth.

He raised his eyes, his eyebrows froze, and the blade was crushed abruptly.

Sword Qi was shocked by the huge fluctuations in spiritual power.

"Master Xie, we don't want to be your enemy." The elder stood up and said, "The Xuantian Pavilion is all our people. If we fight hard, we will only hurt both sides."

"Really?" Xie Wuyan glanced at him and said slowly, "You can try it too."

Xie Wuyan was protecting her.

Maybe at first he insisted on letting himself sit in this position, just guessing that Zeng Ziyun might be agitated for a while and would not hesitate to speak.

I don't know why, Shen Wanqing felt a little ironic.

In order to save the people of the world, these famous and righteous people want to make their own sacrifices to achieve the overall situation, but the villain who is full of evils just wants her to live.

Shen Wanqing raised his eyes and glanced at the tea cup in his hand.

"boom"

There was a crisp crash, and this teacup was smashed into pieces.

Without frowning, Shen Wanqing raised his hand to press the porcelain piece against his neck, and with a little force, he cut a blood stain.

"Is it in the same line?" She laughed, "Elder, I am not from Xuantian Pavilion. When do I need you to make a choice for me?"