How can the villain not be invincible?

the third

Passionate kiss for a long time.

In the end, ancient poetry was defeated.

After all, it was Zhang Haoqiong who met him.

How could it be possible for a woman to take the initiative?

Leaving the corner of Zhang Haoqiong's mouth, some saliva stuck to the corner of his mouth.

Gu Shi's face was rosy, and she shyly crawled into Zhang Haoqiong's arms.

Take it easily.

The sentiment of ancient poetry has reached 90.00%...

That is to say, the ancient poetry is completely surrendered now.

Zhang Haoqiong said with a smile on the corner of his mouth, "Don't worry about me being a member of the demon clan now."

Gu Shi shyly shook his head, "Then you can't kill innocent people indiscriminately, okay..."

His eyes stared at Zhang Haoqiong affectionately.

Zhang Haoqiong smiled, "No."

Gu Shi pouted instantly, "Why! Do you like killing people so much?"

"You don't feel that some people are very pitiful, why kill them."

His fists kept hitting Zhang Haoqiong's chest.

declared her displeasure.

Zhang Haoqiong held Gu Shi's face, the soft touch felt very comfortable, and said solemnly, "Because if I don't kill them, they will kill us."

"You also know that I am a demon, and I am different from you. Even if someone hates you, it is only some people. You only need to kill those people and no one will provoke you."

"But we are different. Whether it is the demon race, the fairy race or the human race, they all have a great hatred for our demon race. Everyone knows that even an ordinary person will shout that the demon race must be killed."

"If this kind of complete execution is to be executed, all ethnic groups must be slaughtered."

"So can you understand? The strong will eventually be brought down. We can only rely on endless massacres to make them feel deep fear, so they won't provoke us again."

"These are things I cannot change, and I am powerless to change them."

Gu Shi pouted her small mouth, but her eyes were full of water and docile. Looking at Zhang Haoqiong, she seemed to be able to understand a little.

Why are the demons so cruel.

This is the benefit of high sentiment.

Absolute trust and surrender.

If Zhang Haoqiong said this to others, he would definitely not believe it.

But for ancient poetry, that is to believe.

If you want to blame it, blame it, this ancient poem fell into the palm of his hand.

Zhang Haoqiong was a little angry when he saw Gushi, pinched her face and said, "Don't worry, I won't kill innocent people indiscriminately, but you also know that I can't control all the demons. As for whether they kill innocent people indiscriminately or not, I can't control it."

Gu Shi nodded heavily.

Ancient poetry also knows that one was born in such a big family.

There will be killing each other within the same clan, let alone the demon clan.

But ancient poetry does not know it is.

The demons are all his subordinates.

Just because he doesn't kill him doesn't mean he won't order his subordinates to kill him. After all, he is a demon god, and the entire demon clan knows about it.

Little girl, how can you stop me from slaughtering...

"What are you doing??" Gu Shi looked at Zhang Haoqiong in panic and hugged her up.

The deer bumped in his heart, as if he had thought of something.

Some look forward to it, and some resist it at the same time.

Zhang Haoqiong chuckled, "Didn't you tell me all about it, what am I going to do...hehe..."

"what?……"

It seems that the ancient poem on a blank sheet of paper is still not understood, but the sense of understanding is a little stronger.

The roots of the ears instantly turned red.

Holding Zhang Haoqiong's neck tightly with both hands, he hugged Zhang Haoqiong tightly, not daring to look at him again.

Zhang Haoqiong walked towards the cabin that had been waiting for a long time.

thump...

The ancient poem was thrown on the bed by Zhang Haoqiong.

The silly Gu Shi thought what Zhang Haoqiong was going to do, but when he saw Zhang Haoqiong taking off his clothes again, Gu Shi covered his face with his hands in an instant.

dare not look.

But the curiosity was still too heavy, and the eyes quietly looked at Zhang Haoqiong through the gap between the fingers.

Robust ketone bodies with well-defined muscles make people have an involuntary desire to touch them.

The eight-pack abs are all distinct, and there is no sense of disobedience at all. It is simply a proper standard figure.

Where have I seen ancient poems? I can't help but stare dumbfounded.

Zhang Haoqiong had already seen Gu Shi's small eyes, "Don't look, this is coming..."

Zhang Haoqiong jumped on the bed.

He was suppressed by Zhang Haoqiong without even reacting to the ancient poem.

Gu Shi said cautiously, "You...what are you going to do..."

Zhang Haoqiong smiled evilly, "What do you think? A man and a widow live in the same room, what else can they do..."

Um?um~
……

After a few hours.

The ancient poem crawled on Zhang Haoqiong's shoulder and fell asleep.

It seems that there is no mind, and the heart is quiet.

I slept very peacefully.

Gu Shi's sleeping body trembled from time to time, probably because of the pain.

Zhang Haoqiong smiled and fought for several hours, not to mention it was the first time in ancient poetry.

This fighting power.

No one can bear it!
But looking at the smile on the corner of Gu Shi's mouth, he seemed very satisfied.

After all, pain and happiness, after all, is a great pleasure.

It is wonderful.

What Zhang Haoqiong didn't expect the most was that his strength had actually risen to a stage.

There is such a surprise.

And the realm of reading ancient poetry has also been greatly improved.

What's going on here.

It seems that you can only ask ancient poems.

Zhang Haoqiong guessed that it might have something to do with the physique of ancient poetry, otherwise it would not be possible, and the system has a fart, and it knows it, but it just doesn't tell him.

system?

If you're asking a fart, you must have known it a long time ago. If you don't tell him, instead of asking the system now, it's better to wait for the ancient poem to wake up and ask the ancient poem.

It is estimated that this system already knew the physique of the ancient poems as early as when it saw the ancient poems.

Since he didn't tell him, he didn't bother to ask.

Then Zhang Haoqiong also fell asleep with the ancient poem in his arms.

Leaving the air full of hormones.

There was still a burst of birdsong and flowers outside the house.

The two bodies in the house, entangled to death, fell asleep peacefully.

Both of them had happy smiles on their faces.

……

While Zhang Haoqiong was sleeping soundly...

The demon clan is in chaos...

"Fuck! What are you talking about? Desolate dragon body!?"

While an old man was exercising in the room, he heard news from his subordinates outside.

Instantly stunned.

Not even interested in sports.

jumped straight up.

Holding the clothes in his hand, he hurriedly ran outside.

A woman was left naked on the bed...

……

The moon is shining brightly.

Zhang Haoqiong woke up a long time ago, but he didn't get up. Instead, he kept playing with the sleeping ancient poems on the bed.

The sleeping ancient poem also seemed to feel a little strange.

It also makes a charming voice from time to time.

Then he opened his eyes in a daze.

Zhang Haoqiong smiled, "Are you awake? Did you sleep well?"

Gu Shi murmured, and plunged into Zhang Haoqiong's arms shyly.

Zhang Haoqiong hugged her tightly, and said, "By the way, what's the matter with your physique, don't you plan to tell me?"

The soft and beautiful voice of the ancient poem sounded, and he let out a sigh, "Hey, I have been promoted! It seems that you know it too, in fact... In fact, I am a rare acacia in the upper world..."