The beauty of fast time travel and the tragic villain

Chapter 24 Raiding the Demon Sect Leader (24)

If Shen Qiye, the leader of the Demon Cult, does not give up revenge, then it will take at least half a year to practice the tenth level of the Poisonous Spider Dafa;

In order to delay the time and prevent the leader of the martial arts leader Jian Jian from attacking the poisonous spider pavilion while he was practicing the poisonous spider technique, Shen Qiye, the leader of the demon sect, would definitely bring Jian Anning, the daughter of the leader of the martial arts, back to the poisonous spider pavilion. , keeping Jian Anning as a hostage by her side;
In this way, Jian Anning still has half a year to attack the leader of the Demon Cult, Shen Qiye. As time goes by, with a beauty by his side, she shows her great hospitality to him every day, so she doesn't believe that she can't attack him.

When Jian Anning was thinking about the next plan to save the beautiful and powerful villain and attack the beautiful and powerful villain, she gave full play to her nature as the starting point author. The story has two story lines in mind.

However, what Jian Anning didn't know was that she transmigrated into the novel world she wrote, and the following stories did not develop in the direction she wanted as soon as she wrote them.

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Jian Anning first followed Li Qinghuan, a major disciple of the Kunlun School, and Ming Chongli, a major disciple of the New Moon School, to an inn in a small town closest to the snow mountain, and met their two companions.

Li Qinghuan, the chief student of the Kunlun School, walked in the front with Shen Qiye, the leader of the Demon Cult who was tied up and passed out due to excessive blood loss.

Ming Chongli, the chief disciple of the New Moon Sect, walked in the middle.

Jian Anning, the daughter of the martial arts leader, walked at the back.

Li Qinghuan, Ming Chongli, and Jian Anning, a group of three, they stopped and stopped, and they walked for several hours before reaching the town closest to the snow mountain.

"Oh, you can't rest for a while? My legs are sore."

We have arrived at the small town where we agreed to meet. Although the town is small, it is very lively. There are many people on the street. On both sides of the street, there are people who are yelling to buy vegetables, fruits, steamed stuffed buns, and candied haws. Selling handicrafts...

At the entrance of the town, there are two big characters "Jiang Town" written impressively.

After Li Qinghuan, Ming Chongli, and Jian Anning entered the small town together, and walked for a while on the bustling streets full of human fireworks, Jian Anning once again asked to take a break.

"How long have you been walking, why do you want to rest again?"

"Jian Anning, thanks to the fact that you are still the daughter of the leader of the martial arts, why can't you fight for a little bit and persevere?"

Ming Chongli, a disciple of the New Moon Sect, complained endlessly, but there was no trace of resentment in his voice.

"Okay, Ming Chongli, An Ning is weak, I will accompany her to rest here for a while, first you take Shen Qiye, the leader of the Demon Cult, to the agreed inn, and Ye Qingling, the female head of the Flying Flower Sect, and A group of upright people from the martial arts world, a total of more than a dozen people gathered together."

"Tell them that An Ning has been successfully rescued, and reassure them."

"I'll take a rest with An Ning here, and we'll go to the inn in a while."

Li Qinghuan, the chief disciple of the Kunlun School, said to Ming Chongli, the chief disciple of the New Moon School, his good friend. After speaking, he handed Shen Qiye, the leader of the Demon Cult, who was carrying on his back and passed out due to excessive blood loss, to him. Ming Chongli.

"Of order, Brother Qing Huan." Ming Chongli, a major disciple of the New Moon Sect, smiled at Li Qinghuan, a major disciple of the Kunlun Sect, that smile was very sunny.

"Brother Qing Huan, I won't bother you to be alone with Jian Anning." Ming Chongli, the chief disciple of the New Moon Sect, smiled at Yan Yan. He raised the corners of his lips and said, with an expression on his face that I understand.

"Then I'll take a step first." Ming Chongli, the chief disciple of the New Moon Sect, picked up Shen Qiye, the leader of the Devil's Cult who passed out, after finishing speaking, and walked towards the direction of the agreed inn.

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"An Ning, I don't think you looked like you were eating well before. Now that you are recovering from a serious illness, would you like to sit down and eat something?"

"How about eating buns? There is a bun shop in front, and the meaty smell of the buns is coming here, smell it."

"Let's go, An Ning, aren't you tired from walking? How about going to the front bakery to rest your feet and eat some meat buns?"

Li Qinghuan, the chief disciple of the Kunlun School, said to Jian Anning, the daughter of the leader of the martial arts alliance. He watched her sit down on the stone floor by the side of the street. The stone floor was full of dust and small stones. She didn't think it was dirty. He couldn't help it I think she is cute like this.

"Don't call me peacefully."

"Do I know you well? We've only known each other not long ago, have we?"

Jian Anning, the daughter of the martial arts leader, is on the stone floor beside the street. She doesn't think the stone floor is dirty, but she thinks it's a little cold to sit like this, and the stone floor is very cold.

"If you don't want me to call you that, how about I call you 'my unmarried wife'?"

Faced with the sarcasm of Jian An Ning, the daughter of the leader of the martial arts, and deliberately alienating her, Li Qinghuan, a major disciple of the Kunlun School, was not angry.

Li Qinghuan, the chief disciple of the Kunlun School, said kindly, his face is still such a dainty smiling face, his phoenix eyes are slightly narrowed, and his lips are curled into a light smile, which makes people look like a spring breeze.

"Farewell, farewell, I can't bear it, you'd better call me An Ning."

Hearing the words "my unmarried wife" from Li Qinghuan, the chief disciple of the Kunlun School, Jian Anning only felt disgusted, but she still felt that "Anning" sounded a little more pleasing to the ear.

"Then An Ning, let's go."

After Li Qinghuan, the chief disciple of the Kunlun School, couldn't help but take the hand of Jian Anning, the daughter of the leader of the martial arts, and he took her to the bun shop in front.

In the bun shop.

Li Qinghuan, the chief disciple of the Kunlun School, and Jian Anning, the daughter of the leader of the Wulin Sect, sat opposite each other.

"An Ning, are the steamed buns delicious?" Li Qinghuan looked at Jian An Ning's delicious steamed stuffed buns, and he couldn't help asking, although he seemed to be looking for something to say.

"Well, it's delicious." Jian Anning, the daughter of the martial arts leader, didn't even look up at Li Qinghuan, the chief disciple of the Kunlun School. She just ate the meat buns alone. The meat buns were big and fragrant, and she was already eating the second meat bun.

Li Qinghuan, the chief disciple of the Kunlun Sect, was not hungry. He just ate a meat bun for a symbol, and then watched with great interest as Jian Anning, the daughter of the martial arts leader, buried herself in her food. .

"I'm full, let's go."

Jian Anning, the daughter of the martial arts leader, ate six meat buns in one sitting. She licked her lips, and then said to Li Qinghuan, the chief disciple of the Kunlun School who was sitting directly opposite her.

"and many more……"

Jian Anning, the daughter of the martial arts leader, got up to leave, but was suddenly stopped by Li Qinghuan, a major disciple of the Kunlun School.

"what's up?"

Jian Anning, the daughter of the leader of the martial arts alliance, turned around. She was looking at Li Qinghuan, the chief disciple of the Kunlun School, with a puzzled expression, but who knew the next second——

(End of this chapter)