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

"Until that day, I finally knew that the notorious Demon Venerable had rebelled from the Demon Realm, and was willing to resist the cause of the underworld demon's ashes and annihilation..."

This is the category of [Jian Hu Anecdotes] in the Xiu Ling Book, the most popular post recently.

It tells in detail that a month ago, the tragic battle that caused a sensation among the major immortal sects, and repeated sensationalism with a description similar to the novel.

"He was a solitary demon without fear, but he didn't expect to meet her. From then on, the star of Red Luan moved out of control."

"For her, I am willing to return to the sealed demon cave where the sun cannot be seen, but also to break through the seal forcibly to protect her well. For him, she also deviated from the morality of her relatives and friends, and was not tolerated by the world..."

This post describes the mysterious woman who made the devil's heart move like this-

"She is all over the country and the city, like an immortal, a pair of apricot eyes are affectionate, only need one to lift the eyes to make people feel distressed and pity, her skin is like fat, delicate and boneless, and her voice is like a yellow oriole."

The mysterious bird who peeped at the spiritual repair book bit the paper with his mouth and turned a page:

"Since Demon Lord died for her, that scene has become her nightmare. Her heart was stained with hatred a little bit, and her face was washed away with tears every day, and her heart died as gray..."

Xuanniao was silent for a moment, and looked at the "heart-dead as ashes" Oriole out of the valley not far away.

She stood in the center of the flower garden with her hands on her hips, impatiently touching the ground with her toes.

"I counted three times. Who on earth pulled out the piranha I raised? If you still don't take the initiative to stand up, I will braise all of you today and feed it to Xuanniao."

"And how many times I have said that, please don't touch the flowers I put in the room as decoration, who is actually fertilizing me in the flowerpot on my table?"

Her voice passed the sound transmission curse, and the whole palace could be heard clearly.

Xuanniao: Am I the kind of bird that eats everything? ?

But I don't know if it is the illusion of Xuanniao, it always feels that in an instant, every corner in the vicinity is filled with a tense atmosphere.

The demon generals in the entire palace are very afraid of Shen Wanqing.

Although this person seemed to be a pretty and well-behaved girl, the shadow they brought to these Underworld Demons was no less than Xie Wuyan.

Things still have to start when Shen Wanqing just came to the palace.

When she first came, she looked very embarrassed, covered in blood, and the charm made her almost breathless. Xuanniao dragged and dragged her to place her on the stone bed Xie Wuyan used to rest a hundred years ago.

Then she just slept like this for three whole days.

She woke up three days later, put on her clothes without saying a word, walked around the huge palace here alone, and then silently looked at the direction of the window.

The scene felt distressing for a while.

Xuanniao was also very worried.

It feels that women have always been emotional, and it is very likely that they will give up on themselves like this, become depressed ever since, and finally become depressed.

Xuanniao thought for a while, and felt it couldn't be so.

Although it is also very sad, Shen Wanqing is the only one who hopes to help rescue Xie Wuyan's soul from the Sealed Demon Cave, so she must not be depressed!

So Xuanniao resisted the grief and flew forward cautiously: "Miss Shen, Your Highness, he..."

"I have a question." Shen Wanqing interrupted.

"what is the problem?"

"You are such a big palace, with just a small window about the size of my head. The light can only reach two meters in front of the window at noon and the rest is all black. Whose idea is this genius design?"

Xuanniao: "..."

"And why is the bed hard?"

"Never mentioned, you have only built one palace on such a large area?"

"The lights are all gray and broken. Have you not cleaned them for hundreds of years?"

Xuanniao could finally intervene: "It's like this, our palace is the only one I and His Highness, no one cleans it."

Shen Wanqing: "I understand."

So the next day, she went out the door, then came back with a few crooked monsters and ghosts and threw them in front of the palace.

"What is this?" Xuanniao said.

Shen Wanqing: "I call it a magic commander."

Xuanniao: "What's the use?"

"Clean up and improve the palace environment."

Xuanniao was horrified: "How did you get it back?"

Shen Wanqing: "Convince people with reason."

Xuanniao glanced at a row of monsters and underworld monsters who yelled oh oh oh, swollen nose, and fell silent for a while, and fell into contemplation.

Under the stimulus of that deadly battle, Shen Wanqing's cultivation base advanced by leaps and bounds, and his use of the blood burning technique became more sophisticated. Not to mention that there is a part of Xie Wuyan's spiritual support in her body. If it is not a very difficult opponent, she can basically solve it.

At the beginning, there will always be some small fishes and shrimps at the entrance of the palace.

Shen Wanqing killed a few, caught a few alive, and then pretended to kindly let go of a few. When they were exhausted and thought they were going to escape, he would lift them back and let them run again.

Before long, no one came to harass the palace gate, and even attracted a small group of demons to surrender.

Therefore, Shen Wanqing commanded these "magic generals" to start the palace decoration project.

First, I did a general cleaning, and then opened the windows to the palace to ensure better light transmission. Floor tiles were laid on the ground, various decorations and fresh green plants were added.

The most important thing is that silk quilts and floating yarn curtains are laid on the stone bed, and a few lumps are also set.

Then Shen Wanqing came to Xie Wuyan's flower garden.

Then I found that none of these flower varieties could be called up by myself, and no one had taken care of them for a hundred years, withered and dead.

Xuanniao comforted her: "It's normal. The flowers of your Royal Highness are precious and difficult to grow."

Shen Wanqing: "How to raise?"

"It's difficult to raise," Xuanniao thought for a while, "probably only the flower demon who lives deep in Yunan Mountain knows the specific method, and the flower demon is best at dealing with these plants."

Shen Wanqing: "Oh, simple, I understand."

Xuanniao: ...? How is it simple?

So that night, Shen Wanqing left the palace.

Within a few days, she came back with a crying Hua Yao Xiaohong.

Xuanniao:...

I don't know why, but I always feel that this woman and Xie Wuyan are more and more alike.

A few days later, Shen Wanqing found that there was a small building behind the palace, so she asked, "Who lives in this?"

Xuanniao raised her head proudly: "Harem."

Shen Wanqing: "?"

What the hell? Can you say that again?

Xuanniao explained: "I built this for His Royal Highness! Although no one has ever lived in it, I still feel that a powerful person like His Highness Xiang must have a harem."

"You are right." Shen Wanqing smiled and agreed.

Then the next day, a large group of five big and three rough-hole warriors with powerful and grim faces moved in, stuffed into the "harem", and said to Xuanniao: "A surprise? Now this is your harem."

Xuanniao: ...women are so scary.

Over time, it is inevitable that some demon generals will guess, saying that Shen Wanqing is afraid to occupy this palace and become his own faction, completely replacing Xie Wuyan.

But Xuanniao knew that she wanted to see Xie Wuyan more than anyone.

Shen Wanqing seems to have been busy, planting flowers, repairing palaces, filling the dry lakes and raising fish in them, hanging lanterns on tall buildings, and even instructing the group of demons to get up early and do radio gymnastics every day to keep fit. .

She seemed to forget Xie Wuyan.

But in fact, there is Xie Wuyan in everything she does.

"what is this?"

"Heating stove, haven't you noticed that Xie Wuyan's body temperature has always been cold? You will feel more comfortable with this."

"Why are the pillows soft and hard?"

"Because I like soft ones!"

"Then why are there hard ones."

"Are you still his pet? I don't know that he is not used to soft pillows when he sleeps. If he sleeps hard, he will sleep more comfortably."

"You go to bed so early every day, why do you still turn on the lights at night, and the lanterns outside, which are so flamboyant."

"I found out how your broken pigeon didn't understand your master at all? Didn't you find that Xie Wuyan doesn't sleep at night?"

Xuanniao knew that everyone felt that it was almost impossible for Xie Wuyan to be rescued again. Even if there was hope, it was too small.

But Shen Wanqing seemed to be convinced from the beginning that Xie Wuyan would definitely come back.

She hung up a plaque in front of the temple with the words "Xie Wuyan's Nest" written stroke by stroke, and showed it to Xuan Niao triumphantly, saying that it was called calligraphy.

But Xuanniao has not been embarrassed to reveal that her "nest" is wrong.

The curse on her body would always occur once every few days. Xuanniao had never seen such a curse, and it seemed to be comparable to the sealing curse on Xie Wuyan.

Then one day, the curse seal happened again.

At that time, Shen Wanqing was looking for the traces of the Sealed Demon Cave through Xie Wuyan's remaining broken soul on the sword, but it was always unable to accurately lock the direction.

Finally, at a certain moment, a purple light surging in a certain direction, but the action was very fast and fleeting.

It's an opportunity.

But at this moment, the curse imprinted.

Xuanniao has seen this black lotus shape countless times, like a tattoo-like curse, it seems to be resisting and manipulating her behavior with all its strength, until she subduedly stops her movement before it ends.

However, this time Shen Wanqing did not stop.

Without blinking her eyes, she held a knife, burned it with fire, and then cleanly plucked the curse mark on her shoulder.

The attack was very cruel, and blood came out in an instant, dripping down her shoulder.

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Shen Wanqing’s lips were white, large drops of cold sweat ooze out on his forehead, and his eyelashes quivered, but he did not hum, until the curse mark on his shoulder was cut into blood and blood, and he did not stop pushing the spirit to sense. .

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"No one's resistance is futile."

But in the end it failed.

There are too few remaining souls, and there is no way to accurately guide them.

She coughed up a bit of blood and put the knife down.

The charm that had been cut off appeared again, on the **** left shoulder, as clear as if it had been carved into the bone.

Shen Wanqing closed his eyes, put his head on the back of the chair, threw the knife in his hand on the table, and raised an arm to his forehead.

Xuanniao said cautiously: "Miss Shen, we..."

"Play flying chess with me." Shen Wanqing put down his arms, propped up, opened his eyes, "I can't sleep at night."

Xuanniao has seen his Royal Highness play this seemingly boring game with her countless times.

Shen Wanqing's luck today is very good. The number thrown from the beginning to the end is always six. Xuanniao has just left the house, and her four sons have already flown to the end.

Xuanniao can't afford to play: "You cheated!"

"It's your food!"

"I don't believe it! You throw it again!"

Shen Wanqing threw it again.

Unsurprisingly six.

Only this time, she found something strange.

The dice was surrounded by a layer of purple light, which was very faint, but it was always there.

She is very familiar with the source of this power.

It is Xie Wuyan's spiritual power.

When Shen Wanqing played chess with Xie Wuyan for the first time, sulking because of his bad luck, he cast this little spell.

As long as she is using it, the number thrown out by this dice will always be the number she wants.

A small spell that has no other use except to make the little girl happy.

Shen Wanqing clenched the dice tightly, then raised his arms to hug his head, and pressed his other hand against his lips, but couldn't help crying anymore.

After so long, Xuanniao finally saw her tears.

She did not cry when she cleaned up those monsters.

She did not cry when she cut the flesh to resist the curse mark.

But because of such a small chess piece, he cried like this.

She said: "I want to save Xie Wuyan."

"I want to see him."

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