The beauty of fast time travel and the tragic villain

Chapter 15 Raiding the Demon Sect Leader (15)

Shen Qiye, the leader of the Demon Cult, helplessly removed Jian Anning from his body, and then, he realized that something was wrong.

Jian Anning's whole body was hot and hot, and the snow-white skin all over her body was flushed abnormally.

"what happened to you?"

Only then did Shen Qiye, the leader of the Demon Cult, realize what had happened. Jian Anning seemed to be ill.

Jian Anning just took the medicine to alleviate the illness in her body yesterday, so it shouldn't be the reason for the onset of the illness.

But Jian Anning doesn't look like she has a fever. If she has a fever, her body will indeed become hot and hot, but her skin should not be so red, at least, it won't be so red.

"Jane Anning? Why don't you wake up?"

Shen Qiye, the leader of the Demon Cult, gently patted Jian Anning's face with his hands, trying to wake her up.

But Jian Anning was still unconscious.

There was no other way, Shen Qiye, the leader of the Demon Cult, had no choice but to carry Jian An Ning on his back. He planned to carry her down the mountain to see a doctor, although even if he went down the mountain, he still had to walk for a long time before he could find an inn and a medical clinic.

Shen Qiye, the leader of the Demon Cult, patted the snow off Jian Anning's body, and then, he picked up Jian Anning on his back and was about to go down the mountain.

Just at this time.

"Master Shen."

A cold voice came, the voice was like the crisp sound of jade falling to the ground, it was a man's voice.

Before the person arrives, the sound arrives first.

The person who came was Li Qinghuan, the chief disciple of the Kunlun Sect. He was thin and had a face like a crown jade. He was dressed in light green clothes with a white lining. He stood with his hands behind his back.

Li Qinghuan held a silver folding fan in his hand, and this silver folding fan was his weapon. While playing with the silver fan, he spoke slowly.

"What a pity, Master Shen."

"The thousand-year-old blood lotus you picked yesterday is a counterfeit, that is to say, a fake."

"so what?"

"So, I have medicine here."

After Li Qinghuan, the chief disciple of the Kunlun School, finished speaking, he took out a small bottle of medicine from his sleeve.

"As early as three days before you came here with my unmarried wife, Jian Anning, I expected that you would come here for a walk."

"Snow mountains are a rarity, there are only a few in the world, and this is the closest snow mountain to your poisonous spider pavilion."

"And a person like you, for the sake of face, will definitely not write a letter to threaten the father of my unmarried wife, Jian Anning, the current leader of the martial arts, Jian Jian."

"You don't want to threaten the leader of the martial arts, Jian Jian, to send someone to deliver medicine to your Poisonous Spider Pavilion."

"Besides, you think it's a trivial matter for you to find the thousand-year-old blood lotus on the cliffs of the snow-capped mountains."

"Therefore, you will definitely bring Jian Anning to this snow-capped mountain to search for medicine."

"Facts have proved that my judgment is completely correct."

"And I, as early as three days before you arrived at this snow mountain, came here ahead of time, picked the thousand-year-old blood lotus on the cliffs at the top of the snow mountain, and then took the imitation, an ordinary white flower that was dyed red. The snow lotus is placed on the cliff, waiting for you to pick it."

Li Qinghuan, the chief disciple of the Kunlun School, said in a cold voice. After finishing speaking, he smiled and said, "Give me back my wife, Jian Anning, who has never been married, or..."

"Otherwise, what can you do to me?" Shen Qiye, the leader of the Demon Cult raised his eyebrows, and said with contempt on his face.

"Otherwise, I can't do anything to you..."

Facing the contempt and contempt of Shen Qiye, the leader of the Demon Sect, Li Qinghuan, the chief disciple of the Kunlun Sect, just smiled indifferently, and he was not irritated by the other party's attitude.

"After all, my martial arts are not as good as yours, that's a fact."

"But if you don't give Jane Anning to me, she will die. Now only I can save her. I have the real Millennium Blood Lotus in my hand."

"I said, you seem to have made a mistake?"

"It should be you who gave me the thousand-year-old blood lotus, right? Li Qinghuan?"

Shen Qiye, the leader of the Demon Cult raised his eyebrows, and said with an extremely arrogant smile.

"She, Jian Anning, may be very important to you, but to me, she is just a hostage. If the hostage is useless, she will die if she dies. What does her life have to do with me?"

"Yes, you said that Jian Anning is your unmarried wife?"

Shen Qiye, the leader of the Demon Cult, seemed to have remembered something, he asked with great interest, the corners of his lips curled into a smile, concealing a trace of jealousy in his heart, which he himself did not notice.

"That's right, the leader of the martial arts alliance said briefly that as long as I have a way to bring back his only daughter Jian Anning intact, I will marry Jian Anning to me."

"As long as I marry Jian Anning, I will become the son-in-law of the leader of the martial arts, Jian Ming. When the leader of the martial arts, Jian Ming, resigns from the position of leader of the martial arts, I can naturally become the next leader of the martial arts."

"I didn't know that you have such great ambitions." Shen Qiye, the leader of the Demon Cult, smiled happily at Li Qing, and then he said to him.

Just when Li Qinghuan, the chief disciple of the Kunlun School, and Shen Qiye, the leader of the Demon Cult, were in a stalemate, Jian Anning woke up from a coma.

"Eh..." Although Jian Anning woke up from a coma, she was still in a daze.

Jian Anning's forehead was hot, her cheeks were flushed, her whole body was hot and red, and her whole body was still in pain, as if insects and ants were crawling in her flesh and bones.

Shen Qiye, the leader of the Demon Cult, did not notice that Jian Anning had woken up, nor did Li Qinghuan, the chief disciple of the Kunlun Sect, the atmosphere between the two was tense. The air on the top of the snow mountain was already cold, but now it became even colder.

Jian Anning didn't have the strength to speak, she vaguely knew that a stubborn disease in her body had occurred, and she probably guessed that what she ate just now was a fake thousand-year-old blood lotus.

what happened?The thousand-year-old blood lotus on the cliffs at the top of the snow mountain can still have a long vacation?
Jian Anning felt a little strange, this snow mountain was inaccessible, and the top of the snow mountain was even more uninhabited, she really couldn't figure it out.

Jian An Ning moved her body lying in the snow, and she found that she was still wearing the black robe carved with dragon and phoenix that belonged to the leader of the Demon Cult, Shen Qiye, and she couldn't help but feel a little warmth in her heart.

Jian Anning looked at the surroundings, and she realized that when she woke up, there was an extra person on the top of the snow mountain, Li Qinghuan.

Jian Anning's head hurts a little, she knows that Li Qinghuan is the hero of this story.

Originally, according to the original story line, Jian Anning and Li Qinghuan fell in love and were together in the end.

Shen Qiye, the leader of the Demon Sect, is just a villain with a tragic life experience. He took Jian Anning as a hostage to delay time so that he could cultivate himself to the tenth level of the Poison Spider Dafa, so that he could lead the Demon Sect to attack every corner of the martial arts world. Different sects.

(End of this chapter)