Feng Yaoqing almost stopped her serious expression: "Healthy stomach and digest food?"

"Yes, yes." Chen Lingqing looked like a chicken pecking at rice, and she did not forget to turn Hei Bai to seek credit for herself. "And then I saw this hero halfway through. Seeing that he was too seriously injured, I kept waiting for him to wake up and take good care of him!"

Speaking of this, I didn't forget to sniff and moved myself: "No need to thank me, this is what the people in the martial arts world should do."

She thought about it and found that Xie Wuyan woke up not that early. She made up her randomly and decisive attitude, maybe it would make people a little suspicious.

Think about the benefits, what if the villain's IQ may not be that high?

Xie Wuyan suddenly laughed softly, his chest shook slightly. He was clearly smiling, but the emotions in his eyes made people shudder.

After a long time, I pushed the tail sound and said word by word: "Well, thank you girl. Thank you for your kindness in the future."

Chen Wanqing automatically translated Xie Wuyan's words, which sounded like thanks, but the words that could be heard from his tone were clearly "You will die tonight."

OK, I didn't fool it.

The villain's IQ is still normal.

In this way, Chen Wanqing's carefully designed assassination was so tragically defeated by Waterloo.

Not only that, he also compensated his wife and soldiers, and successfully registered his name on the list of assassinations of the Great Demon King.

When the team following Feng Yaoqing returned to Xuantian Pavilion, Chen Wanqing had not forgotten to take away his pitiful dagger that was inserted into the ground.

After thinking about it, after all, it was a great weapon that could successfully assassinate the number one villain with just 100 million, and it still has collection value.

While Feng Yaoqing was treating Xie Wuyan, Chen Wanqing was brainstorming, wondering if he still had any hope to bring back the villain's favorability.

If Xie Wuyan closes his eyes tonight and runs over to cut off his neck, as a dignified book writer, her experience will be too bad.

Finally, half an hour passed, the wind and romance finally came out of the house.

Chen Wanqing stepped forward and asked in a low voice: "How is Mr. Xie's injury?"

Although Feng Yaoqing is not happy with love, she picked up this person after all, so she replied according to her temperament: "Although the Locking Mantra has not been lifted yet, it is no big deal. Just take care of it slowly."

"Is it really nothing serious?" Chen Wanqing held a little hope, "Is there no possibility that any life-threatening one can be gone?"

Feng Yaoqing glanced at her and said indifferently: "I will treat him personally."

"Will you miss it?"

Feng Yaoqing smiled: "Don't worry, Miss Chen, I never miss it."

Chen Wanqing: "..." Tears.

I am worried because you don’t miss it.

Things got tricky.

Chen Wanqing thought about it carefully and felt that although she had little to do with Feng Yaoqing now, she could still remind her to be alert to Xie Wuyan indirectly.

"Sister Feng, you think, Xuantian Houshan is very cautious, what do you think he is-"

"You are right. You can have the courage to break into Xuantian Houshan with all your might, and the tenacity of being able to offend the demon for innocent children and resist the Lock Curse for the sake of innocent children, and to harm yourself and do what you do." Feng Yaoqing's tone was full of admiration, "This is the real hero."

After saying that, he flicked his sleeves and turned around and left.

I'm right?

Just say what I'm right?

Chen Wanqing was silent.

If you can't carry it, you can't carry it.

She looked at Feng Yaoqing's back and felt a sense of fatigue surged into her heart.

In just half an hour, why was the heroine brainwashed by the villain?

She thought about it and although Xie Wuyan doubted herself, she was still in Xuantian Pavilion and should not do anything impulsive.

What's more, he needs to win the protagonist's trust, so he will be more cautious during this period.

And although the heroine is not good at it, Ji Feichen, as the male protagonist, must have higher sensitivity.

We should be even more hostile to this kind of male creature that suddenly appears next to our wife.

Chen Wanqing calculated by counting his fingers, and Ji Feichen should come back after a few days.

Then I would like to remind him in front of him in a roundabout way, and maybe I could coax the villain away.

But I'm not afraid of ten thousand, I'm just afraid of if I want.

Chen Wanqing thought about it all night, found paper and pen, quietly wrote the line "If I die, the murderer is Xie Wuyan", and then stuffed it under his mattress.

Then he satisfactorily covered himself with a quilt and went to bed.

Change the limit one, and even if you burp it, you have to take one away.

*

At the third update at night, Xie Wuyan opened his eyes.

He held up, leaned against the edge of the bed, put his hands loosely on his knees, then closed his eyes and leaned his head slightly back.

The bloodstain crawled all over the body and faded away little by little at a speed visible to the naked eye until it turned into a little blue smoke gathered at the fingertips. With a gentle movement, it dissipated with the wind.

Xie Wuyan raised his eyelashes, and his red eyes were full of chill, which was completely different from the gentle and humble appearance just now.

He raised his hand, bent his knuckles and buckled the bed post.

The wind blew, and the candlelight on the table flashed again and again.

After a moment, the candlelight went out in an instant, and a sharp wind blew up and rushed straight towards Xie Wuyan.

It was coming in a fierce manner, but it came to an abrupt end at an inch left from him.

Then, an invisible barrier appeared as if a demonic power spread out, and finally gathered into a fire, which suddenly scattered and split.

A rapid ghost appeared, his whole body was on fire, his face was distorted, and he looked extremely painful.

But no matter how hard or screaming, I couldn't make any sound.

Xie Wuyan's eyelids didn't move at all.

He didn't even look at it, but he just slowly put on his shirt, brushed his cuffs, and then got up.

When passing by the rapid ghost, the fire suddenly became rapid, burning it to ashes in an instant, condensed into a ghost energy, and penetrated into Xie Wuyan's body.

Very annoying.

This time, I came out of seclusion and attracted many followers who were overestimating my abilities.

How brave do you think these things are to be, and you feel that just by breaking your cultivation level, can you really hurt your finger?

But when it comes to overestimating one's own abilities.

He stopped and narrowed his eyes slightly.

There is also the one who is the most courageous.

Xie Wuyan didn't need to inquire at all, and could keenly feel the ignorant little girl hiding in the room through her breath.

Unexpectedly, she slept soundly.

The quilt was wrapped around his waist, half fell to the ground, and he was lying horizontally on the bed with a pillow in his arms, very comfortable.

Xie Wuyan frowned.

How come a little girl's sleeping appearance is so ugly?

He stretched out his hand and gently tapped Chen Wanqing's forehead with his index finger.

As expected, from the time when a drop of her blood was stained on the back of her hand, Xie Wuyan could feel that she was born with a special pure soul. Such weapons trained by her body and soul will be more powerful in demonic power.

Simply put, it is a very suitable material for sacrificing swords.

But such a body also has a fatal disadvantage.

That means you must have a live sacrifice.

Living people must be pushed into the sword furnace before they can be integrated with the sword body.

So, this little girl has a very good life and has to be raised.

Xie Wuyan found it ridiculous.

Since he was sealed, countless people have wanted to kill him, especially those in the Demon World, who pretend to be humble on their faces, but in fact they all have ulterior motives. But no matter who it is, sending such a little trash who can strangle him with one hand to sneak attack him with a dagger is not that he too despised himself?

Xie Wuyan looked at Chen Wanqing's snow-white neck, but he didn't really want to kill her.

Compared to this, he wanted to see more about how stupid he could be to send such a person to assassinate his mastermind.

By the way—

Get fatter and throw it into the sword furnace and the fire will burn even more vigorously.

Xie Wuyan's fingertips slightly downwards, slid down along the bridge of her nose, gently rubbed her lips, and then pulled away.

Then, he glanced at his fingertips with disgust.

Chen Wanqing wrinkled his nose, turned over, and rubbed the sheets.
To be continued...