✨ Demon girl, take your life 1 ✨

Back in the space, Ling Qingxuan immediately reached out to the edge of the white fog.

no.

Nothing was touched.

She put away the half crescent moon jade pendant that the teacher and apprentice gave her, grabbed zz who was still sleeping, and shook it, "How much energy is there?"

zz's snoring snot bubble burst, and he was horrified to find himself being held upside down.

"Kill the pig!"

Aya Qingxuan released it and asked again.

zz looked at the pig's trotter with sincere eyes, "Host, it's still a lot worse."

It looked aggrieved, and Ling Qingxuan wanted to dissect it with a knife.

zz rubbed against Ling Qingxuan's feet, "Host, do you want to rest or go to the next plane?"

Frost suddenly appeared in the cold eyes, and Ling Qingxuan looked down at it, "zz, if one day you are found to have deceived this seat, this seat will turn you to ashes."

She is an immortal cultivator who is above mortals.

Just a glance, it is like a biting winter.

zz's small body almost turned into a sieve, it shook his head repeatedly, "Please also ask the host to believe in zz."

It's because I still trust it now, so I didn't do it.

Looking at the white fog, Ling Qingxuan felt inexplicably irritated.

"Open the plane."

"Yes, host."

After Ling Qingxuan left, zz woke up. The host even got the jade pendant in the game. How many years did she keep it?

...

The cold wind rustled and ruffled the hair.

There is a strange fragrance in the air, and there seems to be a low male voice in the ear.

Ling Qingxuan opened her eyes and faced a door carved out of brown wood. The unbearable voice came from inside.

"Holy maiden, Yun Que proposes a pillow seat, there must be some conspiracy, why don't you find someone else to test it?"

The woman's voice was fast and cautious, Ling Qingxuan looked sideways, the woman in black had a serious face, looking around twenty.

Ling Qingxuan looked at the clothes on her body, the big red hem, she was getting married again?

[Host, your image is that of a wave in a red-clothed wave all day long. 】

Was the original owner panicking?

Still waves.

Be happy when you die.

"Holy maiden?" the woman in black asked, "That Yunque..."

Ling Qingxuan said coldly, "Why, do you want to try it?"

Viciousness flashed in the eyes of the black-clothed woman, and she immediately lowered her head, "Saint, Shaoyan didn't mean that, the Yun clan was destroyed, he wanted to cling to our demon sect, we can't easily fall for it."

Aya Qingxuan didn't let go of her micro expression.

Waving her hand, Ling Qingxuan said, "Retreat."

Shaoyan bit her red lips and saluted and left.

There was silence outside the door, and the unbearable voice of the man inside the door gradually increased, and there was a collision.

Aya Qingxuan turned and sat on the steps, thinking about life.

Saintess?

Recommend a pillow seat?

Who is Yunque?

[Host, how cold it is outside, go back to your room and lie down. 】

Where is this room?

【Behind you. 】

No return.

There was a man tossing and turning on her bed, what did she sleep in, a man?

[Cough, it's not impossible. 】

Ling Qingxuan just looked at Shao Yan's face, and at first glance, it was an unfaithful person, and she also had a tendency to turn against customers.

She didn't let the original owner go in and contact the man, so this seat just went in.

Ling Qingxuan stood up and patted the ashes on her body, then turned around and pushed open the door.

The strange smell became bigger, and there was an aphrodisiac in it. The man was half sitting on the bed, his clothes were completely faded, and his eyes were like silk.

[Hidden mission: Purify the blackening value of the villain Yunque and obtain the favorability of the villain Yunque. 】

[System Warning: The current blackening value of the villain Yunque is 100! 】

Ling Qingxuan closed the door again with a cold face.

【Host! What do you do when you close the door, the villain is waiting for you in bed. 】

His blackening is worth 100, and he can't be saved. This seat finds a sword to make him sober.

[...] You are going to send him to see the King of Hell.

Ling Qingxuan touched the door frame with a serious face.

That castrated him?

[...] zz felt a chill in his lower body.

Self-recommended pillow seats, it was he who used medicine for himself and delivered it to the original owner's mouth.

The little guy is floating, and he still plays this.

[Do you want to play the host? 】

Ling Qingxuan reopened the door, closed it, and quickly ran to the bed.

The man was only seventeen years old, as clean as the white snow in the spring, the skin on his body was slightly pink, his head was leaning against the bed, and his handsome face was unforgettable.

Especially the pair of winking eyes, which will sink deep in just one glance, and the smile on his lips is captivating.

【Evil, ah, evil! 】zz covered his pig nose, feeling that he couldn't stand this beauty crit.

"Ling Qing'er, didn't you tell Wulin to get me? Now that I'm coming to your door, you don't dare to ask for it?"

The young man's voice was hoarse and wispy, and only one sentence could make people feel so deep.

"dare."

Ling Qingxuan grabbed his hands and pressed them on the bed.

This sudden reaction made the young man stunned for a moment, but for a moment, the charming and dangerous smile reappeared on his face.

"I want an edict on the division of the Demon Sect."

The atmosphere in the room was getting stronger and stronger, and Ling Qingxuan frowned as she looked at the little guy who had turned 100% black.

It looks so lovely on the outside, but it's black when cut open.

But what is the edict of the division of the magic sect, zz blocked herself, she hadn't had time to accept the plot.

"Why, you don't want to?" The boy raised his head slightly, approached her, and held her small round earlobe.

A numb feeling rushed to her body, Ling Qingxuan turned away with a cold face, suddenly released his hands, and sat on the edge of the bed and looked at him.

The woman's face was indifferent, the young man kept exuding enthusiasm, his eyes were hazy, and the whole person came over like a stove.

"Qing'er."

His voice is so good, people can't help but be trapped around and keep ringing their ears.

Ling Qingxuan stood still and asked, "Am I the first woman you recommend for a pillow seat?"

The young man was startled again, and stretched out his arms around her, "Are you jealous before you even started? Of course you were the first one I looked for."

As soon as he finished speaking, the young man was pushed onto the bed, his naked body like a budding flower, which made one couldn't help but reclaim it.

Ling Qingxuan covered him, and her icy fingertips slid across his body, causing a shudder.

"Qing'er, I can't take it anymore."

It's been a long time since the teenager took medicine, he stretched out his arms around the woman's waist and helped her untie the restraint.

Ling Qingxuan lowered her eyes, still untying the straps layer by layer with his hands, and met with sincerity.

The fragrance filled the air, and the water in the boy's eyes was sparkling, and he firmly remembered the woman's expression.

Cold, cold.

Unable to warm.

In the martial arts, the demon girl who everyone gets and kills doesn't seem to be the same as in the rumors.

But in order to get what he wants, the teenager is willing to give up unnecessary things.

Everyone gets what they want, as long as he can get revenge.

Hatred completely wraps the whole heart.

His breath gradually became confused, and his consciousness slowly sank. He couldn't tell whether it was the effect of the drug or an instinctive reaction.

"Qing'er." He called the name lightly.

As if it was never erased from the heart.

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✨ Demon girl, take your life 2 ✨

The main altar of the Demon Sect was deep in the mountains, and Aya Qingxuan was awakened by the sound of birds chirping.

Opening his eyes, he was covered with a thin quilt. The man beside the bed was dressing. He felt movement and looked back at Ling Qingxuan with a slight smile.

The young man was dressed in white, like a noble son, and like a son of a **** who had been left behind in the mortal world.

The madness of last night seems to have never appeared at all, but the traces around the neck have an ambiguous atmosphere.

"You want to say, get what you need, trade?"

Aya Qingxuan grabbed the lines before he could speak.

Yun Que didn't expect her to see so clearly, she winked slightly, and reached out to her, "Edict, you promised yesterday."

This is what is called getting out of bed and not recognizing anyone.

Ling Qingxuan ignored him and slowly got up and wore her coquettish red dress.

This color is very suitable for the blackened little guy. Can she ask for a change of clothes?

zz jumped out, [Host, you are a big devil now, you must have your own status symbol, how intimidating red clothes are. 】

You came out, check the little guy's favorability and blackening.

zz is a little embarrassed, [Host, the blackening value of the villain Yunque is 100. 】

Nothing has changed, what happened to him.

Yun Que was not in a hurry, Ling Qingxuan was slowly getting dressed, and he was watching slowly from the side with a lazy expression.

Putting on her shoes, Aya Qingxuan wanted to leave, but was pulled by him.

He was stared at by his eyes, as if he could not escape the prey.

Ling Qingxuan pulled her hand back with an indifferent expression, "Wait."

Isn't it just an edict, for you!

The door was slammed shut, and Aya Qingxuan was free to receive the plot.

This time it is the plane of ancient martial arts.

The female protagonist Ning Yu is the lost daughter of the hidden hero Ning Lao. After taking her back to the mansion, Ning Lao retreated, and Ning Yu found that she couldn't keep up with the progress of other people's skills at all, and was bullied by the top and bottom of the mansion.

In order to take a shortcut, she stole the magic tricks of the magic sect and cultivated magic skills, which greatly increased her skills.

This magic power needs to absorb the power of others and convert it into her own, so her power will be more and more behind.

On the surface, she is the righteous path of the martial arts, the daughter of a hero, but behind the scenes she framed all the bad things on the head of the demon girl.

After rectifying those people in the house, Ning Yu met the royal prince Ouyang Xuan, and the two fell in love for a long time.

In order to stabilize the status of herself and Ouyang Xuan, Ning Yu spared the remaining princes of the royal family, including the younger ones.

Since then, she has firmly held the throne of the Queen and the Wulin League, and her status is unshakable.

Ling Qingxuan washed his face with the spring water in the mountains.

The woman is twenty-eight years old, her eyebrows are flying with aura, and there is a red cinnabar mole on her smooth forehead, like the finishing touch, which makes her whole person lively.

Unfortunately, it is a tragic face.

The female protagonist, Ning Yu, was the demon girl who was planted by her.

The demon saint Ling Qinger.

Of course, the Holy Maiden was called by the internal staff, and the Demon Maiden was the name given to her by the martial arts people outside.

The original owner had excellent talent, he could master any martial arts and win any duel, he developed a character of being arrogant and too lazy to explain.

Ning Yu used her name to cover up her crimes.

Finally, in a crusade, Ling Qinger was betrayed by Shaoyan. Under the siege of the martial arts people, Ning Yu personally cut off her head to show off her power.

Aya Seigen washed his hands.

What edict to find, killing the heroine is more important.

Later she will be beheaded.

zz sighed, [It is true that the timeline is a bit late this time, because the villain has been blackened. 】

The Yun clan is a traditional martial arts family of the righteous way. For generations, they have produced decent people, and they never participated in disputes, only sticking to the way in their hearts.

The villain Yun Que, the second son of the Yun clan.

The eldest son is not talented enough, and the pressure of Yun's kendo inheritance is all on Yun Que. He has been diligent and hardworking since he was a child, and he has endured the pressure of the family.

Because of his unique kendo, Yun's family has been coveted by the Wulin League. A month ago, Yun was framed by the Wulin League and beheaded by the court.

The escaped wife and eldest son were intercepted halfway, but Ning Yu took advantage of them, absorbed their skills, and died of exhaustion.

At the age of five, the youngest son of the Yun family was seized by the imperial palace and became the emperor's medicine for longevity.

Yunque's martial arts was abolished, and he witnessed the downfall of the Yun clan with his own eyes, completely blackened.

Desperate, he came to the Demon Sect and offered himself a pillow seat to Lingqing'er. With the support of the Demon Sect, he strayed from the right path, practiced wicked arts, and went into the devil's way.

In the end, the revenge was not avenged, and he was executed instead.

Ling Qingxuan watched the water waves go round and round, then got up and looked in the direction of her room.

Yun Shi was gone, and he was the only one left.

His enemies are the Wulin League, Ning Yu and the imperial court.

The young man was burdened with so much, but he was powerless.

Blackened, of course.

Aya Qingxuan's irritability came from nowhere.

She is late.

If it was earlier, the little guy might not suffer so much.

After going to the study room of the main altar, Ling Qingxuan took the edict of the altar and turned around, Shaoyan was staring at her.

Ling Qingxuan made a move subconsciously, and Shaoyan managed to dodge, but she still hurt her bones, "Holy maiden?"

The blow just now almost took her life, but fortunately she remained vigilant.

Aya Qingxuan's expression was faint.

It's a pity, it's really easy to kill someone with the wrong hand.

"What's the matter?" Ling Qingxuan Luoluo put away the edict in front of her.

Shaoyan frowned and said, "Saint, the leader has not yet left the customs, you must not be confused by Yunque, this edict cannot be handed over."

The spirit sword was unsheathed, and Ling Qingxuan pointed directly at her throat. The cold air made her terrified and did not dare to move.

"If I didn't come back early last night, what would you like to do in my room?"

Shaoyan's face was pale, but she straightened her neck, "Shaoyan didn't think about anything."

The spirit sword swayed slightly, Ling Qingxuan put it away, and passed by her side, her tone was cold, "If I find out that you have unacceptable thoughts about Yunque, next time, it will not be the wrong hand to hurt you."

It was so cold that she couldn't move her entire body. After Ling Qingxuan left, Shaoyan knelt on the ground with her legs soft, her back wet with cold sweat.

The killing intent that appeared just now has almost cost her half of her life.

When did the saints become so fierce.

...

Ling Qingxuan wandered around in the Demon Sect, and everyone who came and went saluted and said hello.

It seems that the status of the saint is quite popular.

She has two main quests here.

One is the whitewashing demon sect, which proves that the demon sect has nothing to do with the disputes in the rivers and lakes.

The other is to recapture the secrets of the magic sect and take back the martial arts that have been spread out.

The first is because of the female lead's frame, and the second is because of the female lead's theft.

To get to the bottom of it, just kill the heroine.

Where is the mistress now?

[Retreat, she needs to digest the power that she has inhaled, and will return to the rivers and lakes next month. 】

Why don't you tell me the location, and I will kill her?

[Host, let's follow the normal procedure. 】

Ling Qingxuan, hehe, she has never seen zz formal.

Back in the yard, Ling Qingxuan opened the door and found the boy fainted on the bed, unconscious.

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✨ Demon girl, take your life 3 ✨

The red figure reached the bed in an instant, not at all like the pale fingers that had been trained in swords, ready to stroke the boy's neck.

The boy in white lying on the bed opened his deep eyes, grabbed her wrist, and pressed her against him.

The well-jointed palm stroked the girl's face, "Did you bring it back?"

The touch of each other is undoubtedly provocative.

The girl was expressionless and held his pulse with her backhand.

"You've lost all your skills, how did you come to the Demon Sect?"

It's so vain and sloppy, it'll be funny to hang up directly on the bed next time.

The loss of martial arts seemed to hurt the boy's brows and eyes. His bright red lips pursed lightly, lowered his head, and pressed him directly on top of her.

"Since you know that I have no martial arts skills, do you want to help me?"

"The magic secret book, can you give it to me?"

The boy's carefully crafted hands reached into his clothes, touching the cold skin, and he shrank first.

Demons are all so gloomy and cold?

like warm ice.

The charming voice of the young man and the starry eyes that are smiling all the time, invisibly aggravated the ambiguous atmosphere.

Ling Qingxuan frowned, "Come again, I'm afraid you will die on the bed before taking revenge."

The boy's smile deepened, and he deliberately rubbed against her, "Then let me try on it?"

The **** hormones emanating from nowhere.

Ling Qingxuan gave him the edict with a sullen face.

You can toss it hard, there are seven or eight altars, all of which will be tossed for you.

You're dead, get out of here.

Yun Que didn't get up immediately after receiving the edict of the division, "Really not coming?"

Ling Qingxuan couldn't bear it any longer, "Get up!"

Pushing Yun Que away, she plundered his breath and took away all the air in his lungs in Yun Que's slightly absent-minded eyes.

Looking at the girl's flickering eyelashes, he put away his smile and voluntarily indulged in it.

...

Ling Qingxuan arranged a room for Yun Que, right next to it, and the two of them could see each other when they opened the window.

She sat alone on the treetops, blowing the wind, calm and calm.

[Host, will you give him the magic secret book? 】

It was too windy to hear.

zz opened his throat, [The secret of the magic religion you... ]

Have you lost your mind? What loudness is needed to talk to this seat.

[...] zz felt that his IQ was being taken away, and coughed twice in embarrassment.