The Villain’s Little Cutie

The man stepped back in horror.

The warm pastry is still tightly held in his hand.

"Don't kill me, please, my wife and children are still waiting for me to go back... please..."

Ningzhi stared at the man coldly, and the sword in his hand pointed straight at his chest.

"Sorry."

The woman's face suddenly became savage.

Her long black hair spread out in the dark night, and her palms came out with white silk.

The man's eyes widened.

The pain was not as expected.

He opened his eyes and saw a little girl in an apricot shirt standing in front of him.

There was a black veil around her face.

Holding the talisman paper in his hand, he smiled and said: "Ningzhi?"

"So you kill to save your husband's life, right?"

The reason for killing a man is because it depends on the spirit of a man to continue Meng Yutang's life.

Meng Yutang was already a dead person, and all the energy in his body disappeared.

Ningzhi frowned, her eyes full of fierce fierceness.

"You don't need to take care of my affairs. If you want to survive, just leave me."

The woman stood up abruptly and stopped in mid-air.

The originally light makeup suddenly became seductive.

The nails grew longer, and one white silk came to Assi.

The little girl pulled the broken hair from her ear behind her ear.

He pursed his lips and smiled.

"Regardless of my business? Ningzhi, my brother has become that way because of you, and this man will be killed by you. Why? Just because you want Meng Yutang to survive?"

She raised her hand and raised the golden talisman paper in her hand.

Speaking to the flying white silk, chanting the incantation of Wangchen Sect.

Under the night.

The faint moonlight shone.

The figure of the little girl is clearly reflected.

Wangchen stood behind.

The corners of the lips slowly conjured up.

He walked over step by step.

He helped the man lying on the ground up.

Wen said: "Go home."

The man thanked him again and again, and finally ran away quickly.

Wangchen carried his hands behind his back and watched the little girl proficiently recite the spell he taught.

Nodded slightly.

"Youkai, you know the sins you committed."

Ningzhi sneered, "Sin? Chief, I just let him survive. What crime did he commit! He was going to go to Beijing for the exam! But he was beaten to death! Why didn't those people get punished? !"

The woman screamed loudly.

The eyes turned red suddenly.

There are more and more white silk in the palm.

Asi frowned.

Wangchen quickly passed by and took over the little girl.

Reaching out, Ningzhi suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood.

The little girl in her arms was pale, but her eyes were still bright.

"Daoist, am I very good just now?"

She tugged at the corner of her mouth, blinked, and fainted.

Wangchen embraced her with one hand, and cast a spell with the other hand, hitting Ningzhi's body.

"You say you are pitiful, and your husband is pitiful, but how many innocent poor people have you killed?"

Wangchen glanced at the woman lying on the ground vomiting blood.

He finally closed his hand.

Turn around and leave.

"Dao Master, what's the matter with Miss! You can't get demonic air too!"

Xiao Mi was terrified when she saw her lady being carried in by the Taoist chief.

The young lady went out to catch the monster, but didn't even take her with her.

Wangchen lowered his head and said warmly: "No, just fell asleep."

After putting Asi on the bed.

He did not go out immediately.

I stood there and watched for a long time.

Xiao Mi lay on the door frame.

The tense hands are held together.

Why... Why is this Taoist priest so weird?

Why stand in front of your own lady's bed.

Could it be... Could it be that you fell in love with your own lady?