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

Chapter 26:

Obviously it should be a kiss without any emotions, but in this flood of fire and shocking blood, it looked extremely tragic.

The bodies of the two of them were tightly attached to each other, and their bodies were hot, and the flames that were burning crazily seemed to burn them all together.

Now, Xie Wuyan must also be affected by the burning of blood, feeling the pain like fire on her body.

But he didn't feel any pain. He didn't loosen the slightest bit. Instead, he gradually tightened the hand clasped on Shen Wanqing's back.

Shen Wanqing could smell the **** smell of rust between his lips and teeth.

She could also clearly feel the lingering breath of Xie Wuyan, as if a grilled fish touched the water, and the pain was gradually shared.

Xie Wuyan's power was transferred into her body, as if splitting a passage, leading the blazing fire out and introducing it into his body.

After most of the power was divided, Shen Wanqing was no longer so difficult.

She began to gradually find the trick to prevent herself from being controlled by this force, to learn to restrain the spiritual power of the riots in the body, branch out only a little bit that she needs, and then to control the flame burning in the blood.

Gradually, the riot gradually subsided.

Shen Wanqing opened his eyes.

The surrounding fire raged to the sky, making people dizzy, but she could accurately capture the spy of the Tiandao Palace who was standing on the ruined ruins not far away, struggling to resist.

The young man was covered in wounds all over his body, spouting a mouthful of blood, and then raised his hand with difficulty, turning his fingertips into a paper crane.

Blood crane.

Put your own blood on the paper crane, and then apply a spell, the paper crane will transmit the message according to your own thoughts.

Is he going to report to the Heavenly Dao Palace?

Shen Wanqing subconsciously wanted to stop him.

The flame surrounding the young man seemed to feel something, and at the moment when her thought came into being, it squeezed past with a "boom".

"what-"

Scream of exhaustion.

Before the youth had time to cast a spell, even his soul was burnt.

Shen Wanqing was stunned, looking down at his hands, feeling the spiritual power of the riot in his body slowly dissipating.

Originally wanted to leave a living room to give Xuantian Pavilion an explanation, but I didn't expect this force to be more arrogant than I thought.

However, at this moment, a fire suddenly rose behind him.

Shen Wanqing turned his head in shock.

Xie Wuyan knelt on the ground, but his back was straight. He lowered his head, his black hair covered with blood stains covering his face.

His body was on fire, blood stains had crawled onto his face, and his robe was completely soaked with blood.

Shen Wanqing knew what kind of pain it was, but he didn't say a word, like a dead person, without making any sound.

Shen Wanqing leaned down quickly and held his arm.

For the first time, he didn't feel cold from his body, as if he had directly touched a stove and burned his palms.

"Xie Wuyan." She yelled softly.

He didn't speak, he didn't even lift his eyes.

The blood went all the way down the neck and splashed on the ground drop by drop.

"Xie Wuyan!"

Shen Wanqing frowned, her voice trembling slightly.

Finally, Xie Wuyan raised his head.

He opened his eyes and his eyes were as shocking as blood. His eyes focused on her face with difficulty, he looked at her so calmly, and moved the corners of his lips, but he couldn't say a word.

"boom"

Suddenly, the fire ignited again.

"Stop the love!" Ji Feichen on the side noticed something was wrong, "Quickly get out of there!"

no.

The power in Xie Wuyan's body had to be brought out.

Otherwise he would be burned alive.

Shen Wanqing did not leave, but at this moment, Xie Wuyan raised his hand and put it on her shoulder.

In the next second, she was pushed out by Xie Wuyan, and she slammed into the ruins, pushing her away to a safe enough distance.

The fire is overwhelming.

Shen Wanqing's pupils tightened, and before he could step forward, he was grabbed by the rushing Ji Feichen.

"do not go!"

The disciple elder of Xuantian Pavilion looked on guard, but no one dared to approach him.

After a long time, the fire finally went out.

Shen Wanqing broke free of Ji Feichen's hand and knelt down beside Xie Wuyan.

She looked at Xie Wuyan, who was soaked in blood, and stretched out her hand to carefully test his snort.

…There is no breathing anymore.

I don't know why, Shen Wanqing suddenly felt astringent eye sockets and a sore nose tip. When she saw that she was about to choke a tear, she saw the mysterious bird who had just hid in the bone ring suddenly jumped out again.

Xuanniao stopped next to Xie Wuyan, like a widow who lost her husband, threw herself on his body and began to twitch, her wings flicked, and she looked bitterly crying.

Shen Wanqing was silent for a while.

The tears that were almost choked by the touch and shock came back again.

She looked at Xuanniao, then at Xie Wuyan, who was lying on the ground with a deadly face, then straightened up and patted her palms: "Buy it, rest assured, I will choose a good grave for you."

The mysterious bird was struck by thunder, and its crying motion stopped in place.

"It's really cruel."

Suddenly, Xie Wuyan's voice rang slowly.

He laughed sullenly, then slowly raised his eyes, with some smiles in his eyes. Although he looked wounded, his eyes were still so light and playfully abusive.

It seemed that it was fine.

How can it be scary to pretend to be dead.

Shen Wanqing felt a little angry when she thought that she was about to be tossed in tears just now. She raised her hand to pat Xie Wuyan's chest to vent her anger, but was afraid of touching his wound, so she raised her hand for a while, and then patted Xuanniao's head with a palm.

Xuanniao was frightened.

Xie Wuyan lay on the ground without moving, looking at her with a smile: "How did you guess it?"

Shen Wanqing: "Although there are many Xuanniao operas, the acting is still special. Think about it, the night when you pretended to be injured when you caught the painter, did it cry like this?"

...Xie Wuyan glanced at Xuanniao faintly.

The Xuanniao immediately hid in the bone ring after aroused.

Shen Wanqing stretched out his hand to him: "I will help you stand up."

"Can't stand up." Xie Wuyan said lightly. "The internal organs were almost moved by your fire. I can't tell. You're pretty good."

These words aroused Shen Wanqing's damned guilt again.

She squatted down beside Xie Wuyan again, drooping her eyelids, and after a long time, she said softly, "Thank you."

"How do you thank?"

Shen Wanqing racked his brains: "Otherwise, if I can do it, I promise you a request?"

"Three."

"…one!"

"Three."

"...We each step back, two."

Xie Wuyan glanced at her up and down, thought about it, and then nodded: "Deal."

Then, stood up from the ground, passed by the dumbfounded Shen Wanqing, and walked straight to Ji Feichen and Feng Ruoqing who stood aside to make room for the two of them.

Shen Wanqing was full of question marks: "?"

Who just said that the internal organs were shifting?

In fact, Xie Wuyan would have died originally.

He forcibly broke through the seal curse and used his own demon power as a bait to draw out the spiritual power of the riot in Shen Wanqing.

But Shen Wanqing's physique is too special.

Her soul and flesh and blood are all treasures coveted by the human world and the demon world, and Xie Wuyan is probably the only person in this world who can control this power besides Shen Wanqing.

So the fire not only didn't affect him, but suppressed the seal in his body.

"Elder! We checked, it was indeed a member of the Heavenly Dao Palace who died. And our disciples who were sent to look after Miss Shen were all killed, but the wounds on her body should have been caused by him alone."

After examining the corpse, the disciple Xuantian Pavilion hurriedly reported to the elder: "He used the technique of disguise. I am afraid that he did not know how long ago he murdered Junior Brother Wangqing..."

The elder's complexion was pale.

He glanced at the corpses around him.

In fact, after seeing the broken golden mask, he knew it in his heart.

This treasure is indeed owned by Tiandao Palace.

The elder is a wise man.

I want to know that the eyeliner that Tiandao Gong'an inserted suddenly took a risk today, clearly coming for the blood burning technique.

Hundreds of years ago, there were constant struggles between schools.

Until the Tiandao Palace appeared, he surpassed the various sects with his own power.

Since then, the Temple of Heaven has placed eyeliners in all the major sects.

They are always on guard against the emergence of the strong who can surpass themselves, cutting off all signs.

"Elder, in this way, are you sure that you want to be imprisoned in Xuantian Pavilion?" Ji Feichen turned around and asked in a cold voice.

indeed.

Although Xuantian Pavilion is now famous, but in front of Tiandao Palace, it is no more than a nameless man.

In this situation, if any school wants to leave Shen Wanqing behind, it is a dangerous signal to the Heavenly Dao Palace.

Xuantian Pavilion cannot take this risk.

The elder was silent for a long time, and then sighed: "Although I don't know if this eyeliner has time to release the news, if Tiandao Palace finds that it cannot sense him, it will definitely send someone to investigate."

The rumors are concentrating: "In this case, you can't stay in Xuantian Pavilion any longer."

Ji Feichen understood what she meant: "We will leave in two days."

Before leaving, Feng Ruoqing persuaded Shen Wanqing to take a look at Zeng Ziyun, who was being confined.

"After all, you two were still friends." The rumor was poignant. "Although Xiaoyun is indeed impulsive, she should still be good in nature. It's just too irritable and rushes her head for a while."

Shen Wanqing felt that the rumors were right.

But this is not inconsistent with trying to choke Zeng Ziyun to death.

So Shen Wanqing went, mainly to find a chance to see if she could assassinate her without leaving a trace.

As a result, as soon as he entered the closed position, he found seven or eight disciples of Xuantian Pavilion standing around, looking straight and serious at him.

…It seems that there is no chance.

Zeng Ziyun also put his temper on his face, and sneered at her as soon as he came in: "You are not dead yet?"

Shen Wanqing was even too lazy to step in, and simply leaned against the door, listening patiently to her passionate speech.

Sure enough, Zeng Ziyun is indeed very passionate: "I don't know what wind you are blowing in front of Sister Feng, and I apologize to you? I'm just telling the truth. If your crooked ways can be kept from others for a while, can you keep them forever? Do you know? Brother Xie, to save you—"

"Coincidentally, Brother Xie saved me again." Shen Wanqing began to talk tea, deliberately making a soft voice, "He is really gentle."

"You! You have no shame!" Zeng Ziyun gritted her teeth, "Big Brother Xie also saved me, so don't put gold on your face."

Then, the two began a fierce quarrel:

"Then I even hugged him, haven't you?"

"How can it be!"

"Hold it many times."

"you!"

"It's really upsetting, he has been clinging to me."

"You are nonsense!"

"No?" Shen Wanqing showed a look of distressed her, "Is there really anyone who hasn't hugged the man he admires? It's really pitiful."

Zeng Ziyun rolled up her sleeves and almost rushed over to pinch her neck, but was stopped by the guard on the side.

Shen Wanqing is satisfied.