《The Great Villain is Not to Be Trifled With (PART 1) (MTL)》Demon girl, take your life 6-10
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✨ Demon girl, take your life 6 ✨
"Wow~ I finally caught it!"
The man was wearing simple clothes, with wet ink covering his body, and his eyes were a little swollen from being soaked in the water for a while.
After seeing two girls standing in front of him, he hugged the few fish he had just caught and quickly apologized.
"I'm sorry, I'm really too hungry to catch fish here. I'm sorry, two girls."
Judging by his age, he is only twenty, with a handsome face, but because his body is drenched in water, his smile looks extraordinarily simple and honest.
[Ouyang Xuan, host, this is the male protagonist! 】
Ling Qingxuan took out his other sword and stabbed him in the throat.
The zz is over, [Host, wait! 】
'poof'
Ouyang Xuan quickly blocked the fatal blow with the fat fish in his hand.
He was slightly stunned, a little nervous, "Gu, girl, do you want to eat fish together?"
Aya Qingxuan rubbed her stomach, she was hungry.
Let him spare his life for now.
Kill him after eating the fish.
Shaoyan, who was offline the whole time, woke up and glared at him with a whip, "Where is the Dengzi!"
As a demon sect, the rule is to kill whoever does not please the eye.
But as a demon girl with strong roots, Ling Qingxuan stopped Shaoyan from doing it.
[Host, you just want to eat fish. 】
Then this seat should kill the male lead.
【wait wait wait! There is no shame in eating fish, it is a great thing! 】
After a while, the fire by the creek exuded the aroma of grilled fish. Ouyang Xuan brought oil and seasonings himself, so the fish was not bland.
"Girl, this is an apology." Ouyang Xuan smiled and gave Ling Qingxuan the fattest one.
Shaoyan sneezed, her eyes were on fire, she was the one who should be apologized the most!
Ling Qingxuan took a bite, the grilled fish was full of oil, and the stomach was the best.
She glanced at Ouyang Xuan who was seriously grilling the second fish.
Male lead? future emperor?
He's more or less the cook.
[He originally wanted to be a cook, but he has the blood of the royal family, and the first few brothers were either injured or miserable, so the emperor, who wanted to live forever, chose him as the candidate for the crown prince. 】
So why is the male protagonist in the mountains.
[Because he is a martial arts fanatic, he wanted to watch the competition of the new generation of the martial arts league, and then he met the heroine Ning Yu. Ning Yu knew his identity and easily made him fall in love with her. 】
Looking at this handsome appearance, simple and honest temperament, coupled with the fanaticism of martial arts, it is no wonder that he would fall in love with Ning Yu easily.
zz raised his eyebrows, [But just now, the male protagonist was fascinated by the host's handsome swordsmanship, and already had a good impression of you. 】
Aya Qingxuan felt that the fish could not be eaten anymore.
Why don't you kill the male protagonist when he has a crush on her?
The so-called pain and happiness.
[Host, we have to work hard to be a big devil with strong roots, please be a model for the Whitewashing Demon Cult. 】
Ling Qingxuan nibbled at the fish and listened to Ouyang Xuan's self-introduction.
"The next surname is Ouyang, Dan Mingxuan, and Guan Zhinian are going to watch the Wulin League Grand Competition. What do you call the two girls?"
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Shaoyan was silent, thinking about killing people.
Aya Qingxuan continued to eat the fish, and then wiped her mouth gracefully.
"Wulin League Grand Competition, you know that the Demon Sect will also participate."
Ouyang Xuan shook his head like a baby, "I don't know, what is the origin of the demon sect?"
Shaoyan sneered, "Murder and arson, rape, murder, looting, all evil, no one can escape the pursuit of the demon sect."
Lingqing Xuan Wangtian, the road to whitewashing is a little long.
After all, the impression of the Demon Sect is what Shao Yan said.
Shaoyan continued: "The second-ranked demon saint in the world of Jianghu masters likes to wear red clothes. She is cruel and cruel. If she falls into her hands, there will be no survivors."
Aya Qingxuan frowned.
Is the external image of this seat so powerful?
Ouyang Xuan listened to it all, and then pointed at Ling Qingxuan, "Yes, is this red?"
Aya Qingxuan nodded.
Ouyang Xuan has been in the palace for nearly 20 years, often dealing with kitchen utensils, but never with swords.
He only knows a little bit of three-legged cat kung fu, and he learned it from other people's movements. On the third day of his real arrival in Jianghu, he met a handsome chivalrous girl who wielded a sword.
Ouyang Xuan heard his own voice swallowing his saliva, "Then, what other characteristics does that demon saint have?"
This girl is so elegant and beautiful when she eats fish, he must be wrong.
Ling Qingxuan felt that Shao Yan was speaking slowly, so she pointed to her forehead and said, "Saint of the Demon Sect, with a cinnabar mole on her forehead."
"Congratulations, you have met the top demon."
Ouyang Xuan opened and closed his mouth, and rolled his eyes for a while, dizzy on the ground covered with leaves.
He hasn't had a bite of fish yet.
very hungry.
In addition, he met the Holy Maiden of the Demon Sect, and no one survived, so he was frightened.
Aya Qingxuan poked him with a branch.
Hard.
The future emperor was too timid.
"Holy daughter, Ouyang is the emperor's surname. He may be a prince or a counterfeiter. They have nothing to do with my demon religion. Do you want to get rid of him?"
If it wasn't for Ling Qingxuan's suppression here, Shaoyan would have already started.
Ling Qingxuan thought for a while, then looked at Shaoyan, "Can you cook?"
Shaoyan: …
She is a demonic person, specializing in killing hands, doing what to cook.
There happened to be someone who could cook, so Ling Qingxuan stuffed all the dry food to Shaoyan to hold.
The reputation is that you can't waste food, Shaoyan needs to eat it up.
dead.
Fortunately, I brought Shaoyan cannon fodder out.
[...] Lighting wax for Shaoyan.
...
Ouyang Xuan felt a little cold on his body, he shivered, raised his eyes, and found that he was still in the position where he was in the daytime, and the fire shone on the faces of the two women, a little horrified.
"Ah—ahem, ahem!" He chokes himself in fright.
"Devil, demon, you are from the demon religion!"
Ling Qingxuan swung the sword expressionlessly, and the spirit sword swish twice in the sky, and after a while, two pigeons fell by the fire.
"Can you roast pigeons?"
Ouyang Xuan: ? ? ?
The action is so handsome and fast!
But why ask him this?
Ouyang Xuan, who was honorably appointed as a chef, was only short of an apron and a hat.
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When Ling Qingxuan gave him the pigeon, he saw the letterbox at the pigeon's feet.
Wow, this is an unusual pigeon, it must be better roasted.
There are two pieces of letter paper, one with the specific time of the Wulin League Grand Competition on it, and one with the reply.
The handwriting is different, and it appears to be a letter exchanged between two people.
Who is so leisurely and carefree and uses flying pigeons to pass on books.
【My lord. 】
The other one is...
[The villain. 】
Aya Qingxuan threw the paper into the fire.
The little guy ran out and contacted the heroine. Not bad, is he going to start his revenge plan?
In the original plot, Yun Que clearly knew his revenge goal.
One by one, he will also go to the Wulin League.
Ling Qingxuan waited for a while, Ouyang Xuan hadn't started roasting the pigeons.
Facing Ling Qingxuan's gaze, he held two dying pigeons.
"They are so cute, can I keep them?"
Ling Qingxuan said coldly, "If I don't bake them, I will bake you."
Under the influence of the demon sect, Ouyang Xuan reluctantly roasted pigeons.
After eating it, I found it to be delicious.
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✨ Demon girl, take your life 7 ✨
The three of them had the same destination, so Ouyang Xuan hugged Ling Qingxuan's thigh and asked for help.
"You don't recognize the way?" Ling Qingxuan asked him.
Ouyang Xuan blinked, "Recognize the way."
Ling Qingxuan pointed to a small path, earnestly, "It's near there, don't follow us."
Shaoyan didn't want to look at this **** prince along the way, so she echoed: "I'll come and kill you again!"
Well, the people of the Demon Cult want this kind of aura.
Ouyang Xuan shouted, "I have three meals a day!"
Shaoyan: "Who cares about you..."
Ling Qingxuan nodded, "Okay."
Shaoyan's face froze, and she immediately got stuck.
"Saint!"
Aya Qingxuan refused to pay attention to her.
…
It was getting dark, Ling Qingxuan found a tree, tied his hammock to the branch, and then lay down on it.
Ouyang Xuan looked terrified, wouldn't the branches break?
Girl, you are very confident in your weight.
Facts have proved that she really can't fall off, and the branches are fine.
Ouyang Xuan poked the fire, and he and the woman in black who wanted to kill him all the time suddenly wanted to go up and stay.
"Ouyang Xuan." Shaoyan threw a stone over, and the fire flickered a few times.
"Want to cooperate with me? I'll make sure you arrive at the Wulin League safely. Do me a favor."
Her voice was so small that only two people could hear her. She raised her eyebrows and looked directly at Ouyang Xuan.
Ouyang Xuan was puzzled, "What?"
Shaoyan looked up and saw that the woman in the hammock was not moving, and shoved a piece of paper over.
Opening the note, it said, "Drug me, kill her."
Ouyang Xuan's hand became unsteady.
Is the internal strife so dark?
It was fine just now, and this is about to kill.
Ouyang Xuan refused and returned the note to Shaoyan.
Shaoyan wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to kill Ling Qingxuan, but she put medicine in the dry food she prepared, but Ouyang Xuan came out halfway, and Ling Qingxuan directly returned the dry food to her.
The sudden stumbling block should be used as a stepping stone. When he kills Ling Qingxuan, Shaoyan can use the reason of avenging the saint to cut off Ouyang Xuan's head.
Now in the Demon Sect, her strength is only a fraction worse than that of Ling Qingxuan. If Ling Qingxuan died, she would be able to ascend directly to the position of saintess.
Sooner or later, the world will be dominated by demons, and when the time is right, she will get rid of the leader.
Everyone could only bow down to her.
Thinking of this, she took out the dagger and placed it on Ouyang Xuan's waist.
The dagger was sharp, and as soon as he let it go, Ouyang Xuan's clothes were cut with a knife.
His muscles twitched, his face terrified.
Shaoyan threw the medicine bag onto him and said softly, "Put it in the food."
The coldness of the dagger was on his waist, Ouyang Xuan took a few deep breaths and held the medicine bag.
The sky was full of stars, while Ling Qingxuan watched, he could clearly feel the conversation and actions of the two people below.
Poison.
Why can't this demonic person order anything else?
She rested her head on her hands, her hair fluttering in the wind.
The eyes of the young man are like the stars in the night.
【Host, do you want to be the villain? Don't be embarrassed, zz won't laugh at you. 】
In no mood.
[Really don't want to? 】
Do you want to kill him?
zz feels like I can't talk anymore today.
What did the villain do wrong, the host, you want to kill him all day long.
…
The next day's breakfast was roast chicken.
Smelling the smell, Aya Qingxuan jumped down.
Ouyang Xuan turned the branches with a stiff face, while Shaoyan cut the branches with a dagger.
"Saint, good morning." Ouyang Xuan tried his best to squeeze out a smile.
He has also killed chickens, ducks, fish and pigs in the past 20 years, but he has never killed anyone, so scary!
"Morning." Ling Qingxuan went to the stream to wash her hands and face, and sat calmly on the clean dry tree trunk.
The scene suddenly quieted down, only the sizzling sound of oil on the pheasant's body remained. Aya Qingxuan patted her stomach, feeling that it was a wise decision to keep a chef.
zz rolled the pig's eyes, [This chef will poison you later. 】
If only it were that easy.
Shaoyan has been observing her expressions and movements, but nothing has been observed.
The emotions of the Holy Maiden used to be obvious at a glance, but now they can't guess.
The branch finally stopped turning, Ouyang Xuan tore the chicken leg and handed it to Ling Qingxuan tremblingly.
Ling Qingxuan took it without hesitation, but as soon as he got it, Ouyang Xuan slapped it away.
The oily chicken legs fell to the ground and became dirty in an instant.
Ouyang Xuan got up and panted loudly: "I, I, I, I won't kill! Holy Maiden, your subordinates want to kill you, so you deliberately caught pheasants and let me poison them."
As he spoke, he stomped his feet, "How can you poison food! This is disrespect for food!"
I can't stand it at all.
Ling Qingxuan looked at the chicken oil in her hand, feeling a little pity.
What a shame to waste food.
Cold eyes swept over Shaoyan, and Shaoyan immediately pointed the sharp branch she had just cut at Ouyang Xuan.
"Aren't you going to follow us? That's why I deliberately tempted you. You're quite righteous before you arrive, Holy Maiden. I don't think there's any problem with keeping him."
Shaoyan said the righteousness with awe, without frowning.
Ouyang Xuan was stunned, what's the situation, try it?
With her heart beating up and down, Shao Yan kept her composure and talked nonsense.
On the other hand, Ling Qingxuan pointed to the roast chicken, and said in a cold tone, "It's a test, is the poison real?"
Shaoyan snatched the roast chicken and took a bite, "Fake, how could Shaoyan really dare to poison the Holy Maiden, Shaoyan is really hungry, eat first as a respect, I'll find something to eat again."
She ran away with the chicken.
Ouyang Xuan took a long time to regain his senses. He sat down slowly, and said to Ling Qingxuan, "I didn't expect people from the Demon Sect to be so moralistic. It's a misunderstanding. Let's go down and catch fish."
He didn't take a few steps, and his eyes moved to the chicken legs on the ground. The ants that climbed up at some point were dead.
Instantly, his legs went weak and he fell to the ground.
That poison... is true!
The rivers and lakes are terrible, he wants to go back to the palace.
…
Shaoyan found a place to quickly spit out the chicken in her mouth, and then took the water bag and rinsed her mouth.
Luckily I didn't swallow it.
Otherwise, she would have become a corpse by now.
After a few coughs, she breathed out.
Saintess, shouldn't you find out?
She gritted her teeth and threw the roast chicken on the ground, **** it! That unreliable **** prince turned his back on the battlefield, but fortunately, she prepared another set of rhetoric in advance.
If the Holy Maiden really moved her hand, she would definitely die.
After this time, the Holy Maiden will become more vigilant about food, and she can't use this method anymore.
After catching a pheasant again, Shaoyan sorted herself out, and when she reached the stream, she found that there was no one there.
Ling Qingxuan and Ouyang Xuan ran away with their horses.
The pheasant fell to the ground, and she took out her whip and whipped it hard.
Seeing that the pheasant was drawn into a **** mess, she relieved some of her suffocation.
The Holy Maiden really became suspicious of her, and even took a man she just met away without waiting for her to come back.
"Saint! You can't escape!"
She gritted her teeth hard.
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✨ Demon girl, take your life 8 ✨
Ouyang Xuan didn't expect that he was just a squatter. He didn't expect that he would eventually become the little brother of the Holy Maiden of the Demon Sect, the kind who would lead a horse and deliver water to cook.
"Saint, really don't wait for your servant?"
The two had already come to the street, and the voices were full of people. Ouyang Xuan led the two horses and asked carefully.
When Ling Qingxuan left, he didn't think too much and followed up. Thinking about it now, he seemed a little impulsive.
Following a devil, he is too long.
"You want to wait for her to kill you?"
The girl's question was very sharp, and Ouyang Xuan decided to change the subject, "Holy maiden, won't you be too conspicuous?"
She wore a red dress and stood out on this simple street, her hair was flying, a simple style of crystal flower hairpin was inserted into her head, and the cinnabar mole on her forehead was dazzling.
Many passers-by stared straight at her, and they didn't even recover when they bumped into someone.
The girl's face is that endearing and domineering, and her desolate aura is as pure as snow lotus and is sought after by thousands of people.
Ling Qingxuan thought so too, but she was too lazy to change her clothes, so she simply went to the street vendor, bought a veil cap, and hid her upper body in the translucent white gauze.
Before Ouyang Xuan reached out for the money, Ling Qingxuan gave the money.
Use it quickly while you are still on the ancient plane.
"Saint, where are we going now?" Ouyang Xuan asked following her footsteps.
Ling Qingxuan said coldly, "Don't follow me."
The toes lightly tapped, and the red clothes rose and disappeared like a burning flame.
Ouyang Xuan suddenly felt that his life was at a loss.
Poor and helpless, he began to ask passers-by about the exact location of the Wulin League Grand Competition.
...
[Random task: withdraw the edict of the division of the demon sect. 】
Ling Qingxuan had just found an inn where he stayed when the system's voice sounded.
She fell on the bed that wasn't too soft and didn't want to move at all.
The edict of dividing the forum has been given to the little guy, where can I find it?
[There is a route guide, don't sleep, host, let's go to the Liu family, the branch of the Wulin League, where the edict is. 】
'Puff puff~'
The sound of homing pigeon wings fell on the window sill.
Ling Qingxuan looked sideways and looked at the pigeon.
Whose bird, don't disturb her to sleep.
Raising his hand to use his spiritual power to drive away, the carrier pigeon flew to Ling Qingxuan's side, revealing the letterbox on his feet.
For the sake of the dove's spirituality, he didn't eat it.
Ling Qingxuan opened it and saw that it was written by Feng Ren, the leader of the demon sect, and asked her why she gave the order of dividing the altar to outsiders. Now the person who divided the altar has obeyed the order and went to Liu's house.
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