Feng Ruoqing almost didn't hold back his serious expression: "Healthy stomach and digestion?"
"Yes, yes." Shen Wanqing nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, and did not forget to reverse black and white to claim credit for herself, "Then I saw this hero on the way, and I watched him as he was seriously injured. When he wakes up, take good care of him!"
Speaking of this, I didn't forget to sniff my nose and moved myself: "Don't thank me, this is what Jianghu people should do."
She thought about it, Xie Wuyan didn't wake up so early anyway, making things up and having a more decisive attitude might make people a little suspicious.
Think about it on the bright side, what if the villain's IQ might not be that high
Xie Wuyan let out a low laugh suddenly, his chest trembled slightly, obviously he was smiling, but the emotion in his eyes made people shudder.
After a long time, I dragged the end and said word by word: "Well, thank you girl, Xie must be repaid in the future."
Shen Wanqing automatically translated Xie Wuyan's words, which sounded like thanks, but from the tone of voice, it was clearly "you will die tonight".
Okay, don't get fooled.
The villain's IQ is normal.
In this way, Shen Wanqing's meticulously designed assassination failed in such a tragic manner.
Not only that, but he also lost his wife and surrendered, and successfully registered his name on the assassination list of the Great Demon King.
When following Feng Ruoqing's team back to Xuantian Pavilion, Shen Wanqing hadn't forgotten to take away her pitiful dagger stuck on the ground.
After thinking about it, after all, it is a great weapon that can successfully assassinate the number one villain by almost a hundred million, and it is still worth collecting.
When Feng Ruoqing healed Xie Wuyan, Shen Wanqing was brainstorming, wondering if she still had any hope of regaining the villain's favorability.
In case Xie Wuyan ran over and snapped her neck when she closed her eyes tonight, as an upright book-piercer, her experience would be too bad.
Finally, half an hour later, Feng Rumor finally came out of the house.
Shen Wanqing stepped forward and asked in a low voice, "How is Xie Gongzi's injury?"
Although Feng Ruoqing didn't like Shen Wanqing, she still found this person after all, so she replied according to her temperament: "Although the Heart Locking Curse has not been lifted, it is no longer a serious problem. You can take care of it slowly."
"Is there really no serious problem?" Shen Wanqing held a little hope, "Is there any chance of harming your life?"
Feng Yaoqing glanced at her and said in a low voice, "I will treat him myself."
"Then will you miss?"
Feng Yao smiled emotionally: "Don't worry Miss Shen, I will never miss."
Shen Wanqing: "..." Tears.
It's because you don't miss me that I don't worry.
Things got tricky.
Shen Wanqing thought about it carefully, and felt that although her relationship with Feng Ruoqing was not very good, she could still remind her to be vigilant against Xie Wuyan.
"Sister Feng, you think, Xuantian Houshan is heavily guarded, what do you think he is-"
"You're right, you can have the courage to go all-out and break into the back mountain of Xuantian, and you have the tenacity to offend the demons for innocent children and forcefully resist the heart-locking spell, and do what is good for yourself." His tone was full of admiration, "This is the real hero."
After speaking, he flicked his sleeves and turned to leave.
Am I right
What am I saying
Shen Wanqing was silent.
Can't take it, really can't take it.
She looked at Feng Ruoqing's back, a feeling of tiredness welling up in her heart.
It's only been half an hour, why was the heroine brainwashed by the villain
She thought about it for a while, although Xie Wuyan doubted herself, but after all, he was still in Xuantian Pavilion, so he shouldn't do anything impulsive.
What's more, he still needs to win the trust of the protagonist, so he will be more cautious during this time.
And although the heroine is not enlightened, Ji Feichen, as the male lead, is definitely more sensitive.
He should be even more hostile to this male creature that suddenly appeared beside his wife.
Shen Wanqing pinched her fingers, and in a few days, Ji Feichen should return to collect the medicine.
When the time comes, I will remind him around the corner in front of him, maybe I can coax the villain away.
But not afraid of ten thousand, just in case.
Shen Wanqing pondered for a night, got a piece of paper and a pen, quietly wrote the words "If I die, the murderer is Xie Wuyan", and then stuffed it under her mattress.
Then, contentedly, cover the quilt and sleep.
Change the limit one by one, even if you burp yourself, you have to take one away.
At the third watch of the night, Xie Wuyan opened his eyes.
He stood up, leaned against the edge of the bed, put his hands loosely on his knees, closed his eyes, and tilted his head back slightly.
The blood-stained Heart Locking Spell that had crawled all over the body faded away at a speed visible to the naked eye, until it turned into a little bit of green smoke gathered at the fingertips, and with a slight movement, it dispersed with the wind.
Xie Wuyan raised his eyelashes, his red eyes were full of chills, and he was completely different from the gentle and modest look just now.
He raised his hand, knuckles curled, and buckled the bedpost.
The wind moved, and the candles on the table flickered and flickered.
After a while, the candle light went out in an instant, and a fierce wind hit and rushed straight towards Xie Wuyan.
It was fierce, but it stopped abruptly when it was only an inch away from him.
Then, as if an invisible barrier was created in the sky, the demonic power spread, and finally gathered into a fire, which suddenly shattered.
A fast walking ghost appeared, his whole body was on fire, his face was distorted, and he looked extremely painful.
But no matter how hard he struggled and screamed, he couldn't make any sound.
Xie Wuyan didn't move his eyelids.
He didn't even look away, just slowly put on his shirt, brushed his cuffs, and got up.
When passing by the fast ghost, the fire suddenly became violent, and it burned to ashes in an instant, condensed into a ghost energy, and got into Xie Wuyan's body.
very annoying.
This time out of the customs, it has attracted a lot of followers who are beyond their own power.
How dare you say these things, that you can really hurt a finger of your own with that little bit of cultivation
But when it comes to overreaching.
He stopped and narrowed his eyes.
And the most courageous one.
Xie Wuyan didn't need to inquire at all, he could sense where the little girl who didn't know who was alive or dead was hiding through his aura.
Surprisingly, she still slept soundly.
The quilt was wrapped around his waist, and half fell to the ground. He was lying on the bed with a pillow in his arms, very comfortable.
Xie Wuyan frowned.
How can a little girl sleep so ugly
He stretched out his hand and lightly tapped Shen Wanqing's forehead with his index finger.
Sure enough, from the moment 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. Weapons trained by such a body and soul will be able to drive more powerful demon power.
In short, it is a very suitable material for sacrificing swords.
But such a body also has a fatal flaw.
That is to be sacrificed.
A living person must be pushed into the sword furnace in order to merge with the body of the sword.
Therefore, this little girl has a big life and has to be supported.
Xie Wuyan thought it was funny.
Since he was sealed, there have been countless people who wanted to kill him, especially those in the devil world, who pretended to be humble on their faces, but in fact, they all harbored ghosts. But no matter who it is, to send such a small waste who can be strangled with one hand to sneak up on him with a dagger, is he too despised for himself
Xie Wuyan glanced at Shen Wanqing's snow-white neck, but he didn't really want to kill her.
Compared to this, he wanted to see how stupid it would be to send such a person to assassinate the mastermind behind him.
By the way—
Get a little fatter, and throw it into the sword stove later, and the fire will burn more vigorously.
Xie Wuyan's fingertips were slightly downward, sliding down the bridge of her nose, lightly rubbing her lips, and then pulling away.
Then, he glanced at his fingertips with disgust.
Shen Wanqing wrinkled her nose, turned over, and rubbed the sheets.
The pillow was wrapped like this, and it slid down and kicked to the side of her leg, resting it on her calf.
Sleeping is really ugly.
Hard to see affect mood.
Xie Wuyan withdrew his hand, glanced at her lightly, and turned to leave.
The footsteps are far away.
The repressed breath gradually dissipated.
The wind was blowing in gusts outside the window, and the leaves were knocking against the window, making a rustling sound.
After a long time, Shen Wanqing quietly opened one eye, stretched out her hand to cover her little heart, and got up from the bed.
He touched his back, sweating all over.
He woke up when Xie Wuyan touched his forehead with his index finger.
Because, really, it's so itchy!
Like a feather scratching your face all the way, it makes you want to sneeze.
Not only that, he even slipped all the way from his forehead to his chin.
For a while, Shen Wanqing felt that this might be Xie Wuyan's original torture method. It's like when someone tickles you, you have to pretend to be silent.
It was definitely the most difficult time in Shen Wan's life. While worried about being stabbed to death, she had to endure such a harsh punishment.
In the end, I couldn't help it, so I secretly turned over and rubbed my face to relieve the itch.
Fortunately, Xie Wuyan didn't find out, and he saved his life.
But she didn't understand the big villain's thinking at all, why would she run into the girl's room at night to feel around, stare at the person for a long time and then leave without saying a word.
Do you know that she will be under a lot of psychological pressure!
Do the characters in cultivation novels not sleep at night
Shen Wanqing patted her chest, rolled over and got out of bed, poured a cup of herbal tea and drank it, her pounding heart calmed down for a while.
Perhaps she felt that the room was too stuffy, so she went to the window, preparing to open the window a little.
And at this moment, Yu Guang caught a glimpse of an inky figure.
The movement of her hand stopped, and she suddenly froze. After being quiet for a long time, she wanted to pretend that she didn't see anything, and then closed the window.
"Snapped"
A soft sound.
A well-knotted hand clasped the window sill.
Xie Wuyan looked at her lazily, there was no wave in his eyes, but it made people shudder.
Shen Wanqing took a deep breath, squeezed out a smile, and said dryly, "What a coincidence, you are also here to admire the moon."
Xie Wuyan smiled: "Well, what a coincidence."