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

Despite what I said, the lady of the prefect outside was still scratching the door tirelessly.

Xie Wuyan was very annoyed, opened the door like throwing trash, and threw the madam of the prefecture out, and then heard a scream of "squeak--" across the night sky.

Shen Wanqing felt that the prefect's wife might be too bad.

After doing this, Xie Wuyan closed the door very naturally, then found a comfortable position and lay down on her bed.

Shen Wanqing: "...I think, in this case, we still have to take a form and find Brother Ji and the others."

I don’t know which word in this sentence made Xie Wuyan feel unhappy. He was obviously unhappy and his tone became cold: "Tired."

Shen Wanqing: Well, what you say is what you say.

But speaking of it, maybe it was because the Heavenly Dao Palace was also involved, even Shen Wanqing was a little bit curious about the truth of this matter.

But Xie Wuyan didn't have the slightest curiosity, and he didn't even bother to be perfunctory. He has always been a person who can't afford anything extra. He seems to have no interest in anything except running over to toss people every night.

Thinking about it this way, it was a miracle that he was willing to help get rid of the painter, and then play the oiran scene with him.

But in fact, Shen Wanqing didn't bother to work for Ji Feichen and the others. What's more, the upright protagonist resolutely didn't take any money, so she couldn't even earn extra money.

So she paralyzed back on the bed very naturally, and shrank next to Xie Wuyan as a salted fish. She yawned and said smoothly: "But that day, you almost killed Xu Ziyin in the Full Moon Tower, that eclipse dream. The demon still dares to come, it's really courageous."

Xie Wuyan: "Really? There is something more interesting."

"What's more interesting?"

"In fact, the eclipse dream demon is not high in cultivation, and it can't even compare with that of the ghost painter a few days ago."

An unprovoked sentence made Shen Wanqing stunned: "Why? The original poster of the Full Moon Tower has said that this demon has already murdered more than a dozen people without knowing it..."

Xie Wuyan severely injured the Painted Skin Ghost with only one blow, so easily that he didn't even reject the Sealing Curse. What's more, for the protagonist group, Painted Skin Ghost is not out of date for the little BOSS of Novice Village, and even one-tenth of it can't compare to the Eclipse Dream Demon, how can he be so courageous.

Not to mention other things, just absorbing more than a dozen human blood and souls in such a short period of time should not have such a low level of cultivation.

"Is it possible that the Eclipse Dream Demon didn't eat those souls." Shen Wanqing suddenly had an idea, "but transferred these souls to the person behind them."

"Perhaps." Xie Wuyan propped his head, his tone didn't sound too surprised by this speculation, he just looked down at Shen Wanqing who was paralyzed beside him.

Half of her long dark hair rested on the back of his hand, cold.

Listening to his tone, Shen Wanqing knew that he might have guessed it a long time ago.

She seemed to think of something, and she stood up and sat face to face with Xie Wuyan: "In this case, the Eclipse Dream Demon didn't pick someone to kill right away, but the person behind it might have instigated it."

Xie Wuyan was noncommittal: "So what?"

"So his goal is very clear." Shen Wanqing said, "Even if he knows that you are not easy to deal with, he still takes the risk to act that night in order to kill me, right?"

Xie Wuyan finally laughed. He raised his hand to rest his head and lay back lazily: "You are not too stupid."

Not only that, Shen Wanqing even suspected that the Madam Taishou suddenly rioted today, it is very likely that the master behind the scenes wanted to distract Ji Feichen and the others, and then create a chance to attack him.

But why?

Shen Wanqing felt that although it was related to the Heavenly Dao Palace, the behind-the-scenes master envoy was not for the blood-burning technique. Because the murder case in the Full Moon Tower has been going on for a long time, that person will not know the prophet, knowing that he will come to Rongcheng and plan for such a long time.

So it's mostly a temporary motive.

"so--"

Shen Wanqing seemed to have thought of something suddenly. She raised her hand and held it forward. She raised her smile and looked at Xie Wuyan's eyes, jokingly and said: "You come to me every day these days, maybe you are afraid of me accidentally. , So come here to guard me, right?"

With these words, Xie Wuyan, who was still smiling a little earlier, narrowed his smile in an instant.

He didn't speak, his eyes sank a little.

After a long time, she moved her gaze to Shen Wanqing, her gaze looked like a knife, and she went through her face by an inch, making people feel chills for no reason.

…what's the situation.

Can't this person make a joke?

Shen Wanqing immediately took a few steps back with the pillow, then turned over from the bed, retired all the way to sit on the chair, stared at him with big eyes, grieved, "You, why am I so fierce when I'm making a joke?"

Xie Wuyan: "Do you know why so many demons or ghosts want to kill you?"

"why?"

"Your physique is yin, and because of the blood burning technique, every piece of flesh and blood is a rare treasure for a monster and even a cultivator."

When Xie Wuyan said this, his voice was not turbulent, but it made people feel crippled from the bone: "So everyone wants you to die. At that time, your soul will become someone else’s sacrifice, every drop of blood on your body. Every piece of meat will be thrown into the sword forging furnace, and the bones will be cut into magical artifacts and accessories. You can't keep anything except a handful of ashes."

"Really?" Originally thought that Shen Wanqing would be frightened by these words, but she didn't expect that she just nodded like a chicken pecking at the rice, and even had a little loss on her face: "So disappointed, I thought it was because I looked good. Woolen cloth."

Xie Wuyan glanced at her, then turned his head blankly.

He has long been accustomed to the magical brain circuit of Shen Wanqing, and he didn't even bother to put on a speechless expression, but just said: "So, I am not trying to guard you."

"What is that for?"

Xie Wuyan: "In order to beware of others getting on the ground first."

Shen Wanqing: "...That's really hard for you."

I don't know why, in her eyes, Xie Wuyan always feels like an elementary school chicken who is struggling with a joke and then starts theoretical analysis and logical argumentation and insists on fighting and winning.

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alarm! Detecting that the heroine is in danger and suffering an accidental attack may trigger a life-threatening scenario, please be alert to the host. ]

It was not until this moment that Shen Wanqing realized that this system was not without cheats, nor was it useless.

But all its usefulness is especially for Ji Feichen and Feng Rumor.

In the past, asking it to help and pretending to be dead, now Feng Ruo is about to have an accident, and there is actually a way-leading function. Along the way, I saw a yellow cancan arrow guiding the Feng Rumor in the direction very dutifully.

Shen Wanqing felt like he was playing a game of cultivating immortals on poor quality web pages.

Before leaving, she also sent Xie Wuyan an invitation to form a team, but was ruthlessly rejected: "Really? If you die, you die. What does it have to do with me?"

...Shen Wanqing always felt that Xie Wuyan was still angry with the joke just now.

Are men so temperamental? Speechless.

I probably learned the situation from the system. It turned out that Feng Ruoqing and Ji Feichen went to find the prefect’s wife in two separate ways, so they were both alone.

However, the rumor is better for luck, and I ran into the Madam Taishou halfway, and found that the other party had added a violent BUFF. The fight was fierce and fierce, and it was completely rushing to life.

But the rumors are very worrying. She couldn't bear to kill the madam who was controlled by the monster, so she didn't make any killer moves. She was always on defense, and then tried to suppress the madam's violent emotions with a suppression spell.

As a result, he was beaten and retreated, and even cut his abdomen accidentally.

When they arrived, Feng Ruoqing was hit hard and fell to the ground. Finally, he clutched his abdomen and got up with his body. The blood lay straight out along the fingers.

The wife of the prefect had clearly just broken her bones by Xie Wuyan, but at this moment she took them all back like an okay person, except that she wanted to get a punch, all the joints were misplaced and her posture was hideous.

Her nails became slender and sharp, with some blood stains on them, which seemed to be rumors.

It seemed that someone had performed some sorcery to make her look like this.

Feng Ruoqing coughed and choked out a mouthful of blood.

"Sister Feng!" Shen Wanqing was going to help her.

"Don't come here!" When Feng Ruoqing saw Shen Wanqing, she shouted in her throat, telling her not to approach, "Go to Ji Feichen, don't approach. Getting close will hurt you, don't worry, I can deal with it. "

Shen Wanqing glanced at Feng Ruoqing's pale face and saw that she was lying.

"jingle--"

I don't know if it was an illusion, Shen Wanqing seemed to hear a ringing bell.

Then in the next second, the lady's eyes became blood-red in an instant, and even the whites of her eyes disappeared. She leaned on the ground, rose up, and stretched out her claws towards the throat of Feng Ruoqing.

Feng Ruo Qing decisively turned over, read the sword art, and blocked the blow with the back of the sword.

The two stood in a stalemate, and a white light exploded in an instant.

The corners of Feng Ruoqing's mouth kept bleeding, but she still refused to recite any attacking spells, just repeating the suppression spells.

The few yellow symbols on the madam's body vibrated madly, and along with her painful screams, they seemed to be violently repelling the witchcraft in her body.

"jingle."

It's still the sound of bells.

Obviously, the cultivation base of the style and rumor was inferior. She coughed out a mouthful of blood, and even the sword trembled a little, as if she was about to be unable to resist it.

Shen Wanqing frowned.

She shook her robe, and the two yellow charms drew an arc against the wind, and landed on the lady of the prefect.

She closed her eyes and chanted, and her wrists shook slightly, and immediately the spell ignited.

This was when she was in Xuantian Pavilion, she pestered Ji Feichen to teach herself.

It's very easy to learn, and fits her own attractiveness to fire attributes, an extremely simple offensive spell.

"Wait, don't! Don't read it!"

The rumor was startled, bit his teeth, and shook away the two yellow symbols: "Even if the madam's body is severely injured, then she will never be saved again."

Shen Wanqing had a headache.

According to the character of the rumors, even if she died herself, she would not allow innocent people to die.

As soon as the voice fell, the prefect’s wife slammed again and slammed Feng Ruoqing's body out. Immediately afterwards, he charged up and drew towards her heart very sharply.

[Female Matching System:

alarm! Trigger a life-threatening plot, please be alert to the host! ]

"Puff"

The blood ran down the sharp nail tips drop by drop, splashing to the ground.

Rumors and sentimental pupils shrink slightly: "Escape!"

Shen Wanqing frowned, almost unable to speak in pain.

The sharp nails penetrated her shoulders, and they were not very deep, just as if a cold current was running between her bones, which was extremely cold.

The lady of the prefect made a weird noise while increasing the strength of her hands.

Sharp claws seemed to go in a little further, and others saw little change, but Shen Wanqing could clearly feel the sudden increase in pain.

She knelt on the ground with her knees soft.

Feng Ruoqing closed his eyes and immediately began to recite the spell.

But for some reason, the power in the prefect's wife was surging, as if she had broken through a level, her eyes became even more red in an instant, as if she was about to pull Shen Wanqing's whole body into pieces.

However, at this moment, there was a sudden strong wind around, engulfed by wind and sand.

Before Shen Wanqing could react, he saw a pitch-black shadow violently descending from the sky, surging with a cold air current, almost at the moment of landing, with blood flooding the sky.

The right arm of the prefect's wife was violently shattered by that arrogant force, and the blood splashed in an instant, with a strong smell of fish.

This is definitely a picture that makes people have a nightmare at a glance.

Xie Wuyan's methods have always been cruel.

He didn't even give people time to react, so he shook an entire arm so that he couldn't find a whole piece of bone.

Without this strong support, Shen Wanqing's whole body fell backward, but was picked up by Xie Wuyan and hugged it horizontally.

"Does it hurt?" Xie Wuyan asked.

"……pain."

"Deserve it."

Xie Wuyan's tone was very poor. He raised his eyes and glanced at the madam who fell on the ground next to him, and squinted his eyes a little while tumbling repeatedly.

"Wait, Master Xie..." Feng Ruoqing stood up, "Keep her alive, otherwise--"

"Girl Wind." Xie Wuyan said, "You have to be thankful, today no one has lost their lives because of your kindness."

After hearing the rumors, her eyes moved a little, she lowered her eyes, her expression was full of self-blame: "Sorry, I don't know how things will become like this..."

She held the wound in her lower abdomen and stood up with difficulty, seeming to be preparing to come over to check Shen Wanqing's injuries.

At this moment, Ji Feichen and the others finally rushed over.

A group of people came around noisily carrying the lights. Seeing the **** scene in front of them, many people stepped back in fright, making retching noises.

"Ayao!" Ji Feichen quickly took the sword and hurried over, grasping Feng Ruoqing's arm, and pulling her in front of him, "Sorry, I'm late, let me see your injury."

Feng Ruoqing turned her body slightly and shook her head: "Let's go and see the escort, she is more injured than me."

Ji Feichen turned his head, only then saw Shen Wanqing lying in Ji Feichen's arms, let go of the hand of the rumor, and hurriedly leaned over: "Why? What's the matter? How can it be hurt like this."

The coldness in Xie Wuyan's eyes is clearly visible.

Feng Ruo looked at the crowd in front of him, his eyes were slightly red, but he turned his head and said nothing.

[Female Matching System:

system hint! The hostess's defense index against the host is successfully cleared to 0, please keep working hard. But there is an extra reminder that the intimacy between the male and female is -5, and the intimacy is 76 at this stage! Please note the host! ]

Shen Wan, who was so painful that he was so angry, almost raised his middle finger.

I understand, this system has no intentions at all!

Perhaps seeing that Shen Wanqing was really hurting, Xie Wuyan made her sleep with a sleeping spell very simply.

"Madam! How did Madam become like this?" The brave servant finally approached, but he still didn't dare to reach out to help.

"I come."

Ji Feichen's cultivation base is higher, and the suppression spell has a significantly better effect, but it still vaguely produces a bit of rejection.

He Fangshi hurried over to help calm the rioting madam, he frowned: "Is this..."

Xie Wuyan suddenly interrupted. He raised his eyes, and his gaze slowly passed everyone's face: "Young Master Ji, what do you think this living person collects human souls mostly for?"

Ji Feichen was taken aback: "There is indeed a witchcraft that can improve one's own cultivation by absorbing and refining the souls of others, but this witchcraft will often counteract the cultivator himself. In addition to this purpose, it can also..."

"Resurrection." Fengxin said almost coincidentally with him.

This sentence instantly awakened everyone present: "Thank you brother, what do you mean--"

"I mean, it's boring, I didn't want to care about it."

Xie Wuyan lowered his eyes and gently scanned the Shen Wanqing in his arms, smiled suddenly, and prolonged his voice slightly: "But I didn't expect that someone forced me to take care of it."