The villain of Kuaishou is a bug

Chapter 52 On the Fairy Way (19)

Seeing the injury of the Guardian Beast, Ban Xia finally became more serious.

Jumping off Suiling's lap, she walked over to the guardian beast.

"The group of people hurt you so badly?"

The Guardian Beast turned its head depressed, "That fire is coming, there is no way to avoid it."

Ban Xia comforted and patted the guardian beast lightly, and the gentle spiritual power of the healing system was transmitted to the wound, shining green light.

"Fortunately, I was witty and dodged in time, and they didn't kill me."

Feeling that the wound was slowly healing, the Guardian Beast narrowed its eyes comfortably, and wagged its thunderous tail slightly. Wherever it went, not a single blade of grass grew.

Seeing that the guardian beast's injury was almost healed, Banxia withdrew her spiritual power and patted it on the head with confidence.

"You call it cowardly, what kind of wit?"

Guardian Beast: "..."

"Master Chu...has he left?"

Ignoring Ban Xia's ridicule, the Guardian Beast asked his inner guess.

Banxia laughed in relief, rubbed the guardian beast's head, "Well... you are free."

Lord Chu never imprisoned my freedom.

The Guardian Beast muttered in his heart, raised his eyes to look at the blue sky, his eyelids were half closed, and after a long time, he got up and rubbed Ban Xia's face.

"I am leaving."

Ban Xia grabbed the hem of her skirt and waved, "Goodbye."

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The opening and closing of the secret realm is in the hands of Yu Jianzong, and Sui Ling can't open it.

She prefers to use force directly than to use her brain to think of unrealistic solutions.

Luo Mingyun was dumbfounded as she watched the secret realm disappear inch by inch in Sui Ling's hands.

Luo Mingyun: "This... this... is it broken so easily?!"

This secret realm was left by the ancestors who founded Yujianzong.

"Is it difficult?" Sui Ling looked sideways, her brows and eyes calm and composed.

Luo Mingyun: I feel the difference in the world.

The secret realm was shattered, and Sui Ling and his party were teleported to the foot of Xuandanzong.

It was getting late, so Sui Ling didn't rush up the mountain, came to the inn, and knocked on the counter.

"Guest officer, what are your orders?"

As soon as Xiaoer saw Suiling's figure, he hurriedly approached him courteously.

This clothing style, at first glance, is not an ordinary person, but a big customer.

"Three rooms, they order food."

Sui Ling spoke in a calm voice, squeezed her wrist bones, and walked towards a table in the corner.

The long legs hooked the bench, pulled it back, and sat down indifferently.

The emotion in the girl's eyes was very shallow, she casually fell into the distance, her side face was delicate, cold and elegant.

His face was half covered, his sleeves slipped off, and the cold white and beautiful wrist that was exposed was also dazzlingly beautiful.

Surrounded by Xiao Er, Mo Tang only looked at where Sui Ling was sitting and then set his eyes on the menu.

When it was time to order, Mo Tang realized that he didn't understand Sui Ling at all.

What she likes, she doesn't seem to know at all.

There was no other way, Mo Tang had no choice but to bite the bullet and order some dishes that seemed suitable for Sui Ling.

When Mo Tang was struggling to order, some malicious people had already taken a fancy to Sui Ling's beauty.

With a sinister smile on his face, Biao Han walked up to Sui Ling confidently, and said handsomely, "Miss, are you alone?"

Sui Ling was irritated by his wretched smile, raised her eyebrows, her face was still cold and indifferent.

Withdrawing her gaze from the window, Sui Ling turned her head to face Biao Han.

Seeing the girl's face, Biao Han was taken aback.

Her skin is white and her lips are red, her pupils are very black, as bright as the night sky, and there is a little calmness inside.

Facing such eyes, Biao Han felt as if he was about to fall into the vortex of cool and evil nature.

"Is something wrong?"

Sui Ling spoke, without emotion, as clean and clear as the first snow in Tianshan Mountain.

Biao Han immediately smiled happier, and looked at Sui Ling with squinting eyes, "Come and have fun with Master? How about it?"

"Oh? Come."

Sui Ling suddenly bent her lips, propped her face, and hooked her finger at Biaohan with one hand.

The bottom of the eyes are cold and heartless, but they are divided into provocative because of the smile.

Biaohan's legs were limp when he was hooked by Sui Ling's long and lazy ending, and he couldn't care about the playfulness and indifference in the girl's eyes.

When she got up, she was about to lean against Sui Ling.

Huo Xi shrank in the space and was already ready to move, excitedly twisting her waist left and right, only waiting for Sui Ling's order.

Before Huoxi could make a move, a strong vine wrapped around Biaohan's body in an instant, and its tail pressed against his throat like a sword, exuding a strong aura of danger.

"Master."

Mo Tang frowned, crossed the tables and chairs with long legs, and ran towards Suiling worriedly.

Seeing Sui Ling sitting on the chair intact, Mo Tang let go of his hanging heart, and raised his hand to touch the girl's face.

Sui Ling:?
What does it mean to touch your face?
Disgraceful.

Mo Tang couldn't hear Sui Ling's words, and glanced at Biao Han with cold eyes, his black pupils were as sinister as poisonous snakes, revealing murderous intent.

The long sword was unsheathed, and the young man stood holding the sword, his white clothes fluttering, and after he broke away from the obedient disguise, he carried a wordless coercion and dignity.

Xie Ning's brows and eyes seemed to be stained with ice at this time, and the gaze he looked at Biao Han was like looking at a dead thing, with a biting coldness.

The breath around Mo Tang was too cold, even if the innkeeper wanted to stop him, he didn't dare to step forward.

Can only be out of sight, out of mind, silently avoiding.

Just when Mo Tang raised his hand and dropped the sword, Sui Ling suddenly made a move and grabbed the boy's wrist.

As the warm skin touched the cold wrist, Mo Tang regained his senses a little, tilted his head, and looked at Su Ling puzzledly, with a dangerous and sinister tone.

"You want to keep him?"

"Kill him, dirty your hands."

Mo Tang froze for a moment, his slender and curly eyelashes covered his dark eyes, his bony hands loosened, and the long sword with a cold light fell to the ground, being rolled up by Wo Xi.

The corners of Sui Ling's lips raised slightly, she glanced at Fu Xi, and pulled Mo Tang to sit down, "Hey, sit down."

After receiving the order, Huoxi happily rolled up the tough man who was about to escape, and cruelly and excitedly dragged him out of the inn.

Misfortune is tightly entwined, the breath of death rushes towards the face, Biao Han's miserable and frightened cries echoed in the inn, fleeting.

The air was a little quiet, and no one in the huge inn spoke for a while, and some people looked at Sui Ling and Mo Tang with some fear.

Sui Ling didn't care about these gazes, and Mo Tang, who wanted to see blood in front of everyone, didn't care much.

Compared with the murderous behavior of the two over there without blinking an eye, the innkeeper suddenly felt that Luo Mingyun, who had kept silent all this time, was a good person.

He slowly moved to Luo Mingyun's side, and reminded: "Just now that tough man is a member of the Moyun faction in this city. If you mess with him, there will be no good fruit to eat."

"Really? Got it."

Luo Mingyun glanced at the innkeeper, smiled and didn't say much.

Seeing Luo Mingyun's confident look, the innkeeper knew that his goal had been achieved, so he left happily.

The people from the Moyun Sect have suffered a lot here, and they must get it back, or they will smash his small shop.

Then what else does he rely on for food? !

So let these young masters and ladies with outstanding abilities go to the Moyun faction to smash the field first, and it will be of no harm to him.

Things about Biao Han come and go quickly.

The inn soon became lively again.

Luo Mingyun sat across from Sui Ling, and couldn't help but look at Mo Tang beside the girl.

Mo Tang lowered his eyes now, holding Sui Ling's hand obediently and sensiblely, and returned to the weak apprentice who was spoiled by Sect Master Qing.

But Luo Mingyun will never forget Mo Tang's cold and terrifying appearance just now.

Those eyes were like black ink so thick that it couldn't be melted, and the murderous intent in her eyes made even a killer feel terrified.

It seems that Sect Master Qing is really an inverse scale that Mo Tang cannot touch.

(End of this chapter)