The beauty of fast time travel and the tragic villain

Chapter 25 Raiding the Demon Sect Leader (25)

The magnified handsome face of Li Qinghuan, the chief disciple of the Kunlun School, was close to the delicate and beautiful face of Jian Anning, the daughter of the leader of the martial arts, with only a few centimeters between them.

He looked down at her, and she looked up at him.

"The corner of your mouth is stained with oil, I'll wipe it off for you."

Li Qinghuan, the chief disciple of the Kunlun School, stood up behind Jian Anning, the daughter of the leader of the martial arts. He did not expect that she would turn around suddenly, and the two faced each other and their eyes collided.

Li Qinghuan, the chief disciple of the Kunlun School, looked slightly stunned. He hesitated for a second, then raised the corners of his lips, and said in a voice as gentle as jade.

Li Qinghuan, the chief disciple of the Kunlun School, raised his right hand after finishing speaking. He wiped the corner of the mouth of Jian Anning, the daughter of the martial arts leader, with the belly of his right index finger, and his movements were very gentle.

"Have you finished wiping?" It was just wiping the corners of her mouth, but it took a full minute to wipe it. Jian Anning, the daughter of the martial arts leader, couldn't bear it anymore, she reminded her.

"Uh, I'm done wiping." Li Qinghuan, the chief disciple of the Kunlun School, smiled sheepishly. He wiped his hands with a handkerchief, and wiped off the gravy stained on his fingers.

"You, don't you have a handkerchief, and you still wipe it with your hands, is it hygienic?"

Jian Anning, the daughter of the leader of the martial arts alliance, was a little distraught. The temperature of Li Qinghuan, the chief disciple of the Kunlun School, was crushed and rolled against the corner of her mouth.

"Um, I forgot for a while..." Li Qinghuan, the chief disciple of the Kunlun School, smiled embarrassedly, but there was no apology in his eyes.

Alas, as expected of the male protagonist I wrote, the technique of flirting with girls is superb.

Jian Anning felt infinitely emotional in her heart, she settled down and smiled slightly: "It's okay, let's go quickly."

Jian Anning, the daughter of the leader of the martial arts alliance, followed Li Qinghuan, the chief disciple of the Kunlun School, and the two walked together. After less than half an hour's journey, the two of them arrived at the inn where they had agreed to meet.

In the private room on the second floor of the inn.

"Jian Anning, you're fine, it's really great." Ye Qingling, the 20-year-old female leader of the Feihua faction, looked at Jian Anning, the daughter of the martial arts leader, and said overjoyed.

It can be seen that Ye Qingling, the female head of the Feihua faction, is really happy for the safe return of Jian Anning, the daughter of the martial arts leader.

"Sister Ye, I'm fine. I'm really sorry to make you worry."

For the concern of Ye Qingling, the female leader of the Feihua School, Jian Anning, the daughter of the martial arts leader, responded with a sweet smile.

Frankly speaking, Jian Anning, the daughter of the martial arts leader, and Ye Qingling, the female leader of the Flying Flower Sect, are not familiar with each other, they just know each other.

But Jian Anning still called Ye Qingling Sister Ye instead of Master Ye to show her kindness.

There are also more than a dozen people from various sects and sects of the martial arts, who also expressed their concern for Jian Anning, the daughter of the martial arts leader.

Jian Anning, the daughter of the martial arts leader, also responded to these greetings one by one.

After a while of greeting.

Ye Qingling, the female head of the Flying Flower School, said to the dozen or so people present: "It's getting late today, and the sun is almost going down. Let's go to Hidden Dragon Villa tomorrow."

"Jian Anning, you must be tired today, so go to rest early."

After Ye Qingling, the female head of Feihua School, finished speaking, everyone went back to their rooms.

Only Ye Qingling, the female head of the Feihua School, and Jian Anning, the daughter of the martial arts leader, were left in the room.

"Sister Ye, can I ask you a question?"

Ye Qingling, the female head of the Feihua faction, was about to leave to let Jian Anning, the daughter of the martial arts leader, rest, when Jian Anning called out to her.

"what is the problem?"

Ye Qingling, the female head of Feihua faction, was in front of the door of the room. She had already stepped out of the door with one foot. She turned around and asked Jian Anning.

"Where is Shen Qiye, the leader of the Demon Cult, held by you now?"

When Jian Anning asked this, her eyes were full of anxiety and expectation.

"Shen Qiye, the leader of the Demon Cult? He was locked in the firewood room of the inn. It was a disused firewood room in the inn, and there was no one there on weekdays."

"Even if Shen Qiye, the leader of the Demon Cult, was hit by cartilage powder and was seriously injured and unable to move, no one wants to share a room with him. We don't want to pay for an extra room for him alone, so we lock him up." There."

Ye Qingling, the female head of Feihua School, answered Jian Anning's question.

"That's it..." Jian Anning was full of thoughts in her heart. She had already planned to act tonight. In the middle of the night, when everyone was asleep, she sneaked into the abandoned woodshed of the inn and killed the leader of the Demon Cult. Shen Qiye was rescued.

Jian Anning had already made a plan, and when she succeeded in rescuing Shen Qiye, the leader of the Demon Cult, the two of them would flee overnight and leave Jiangzhen.

As for leaving Jiangzhen, I can't go back to the Poison Spider Pavilion for the time being, because Li Qinghuan, the chief disciple of the Kunlun School, Ming Chongli, the chief disciple of the New Moon School, Ye Qingling, the female head of the Feihua School, and the dozen or so martial arts sects... People from all factions will definitely chase in the direction of the Poisonous Spider Pavilion.

"Why, why do you care so much about Shen Qiye, the leader of the Demon Cult?" After Ye Qingling, the female leader of the Feihua Sect, answered Jian Anning's question, she looked at Jian Anning in puzzlement and asked.

"No, how can I... I'm just curious."

Jian Anning faltered in her answer, but she still tried her best to behave calmly, and tried her best not to let Ye Qingling, the female head of Feihua School, see her abnormality.

"If there's nothing else to do, I'll leave first. You stay in the room by yourself and have a good rest, don't run around, you understand?" Ye Qingling, the female head of the Flying Flower Sect, said again.

"Well, I see, Sister Ye." Jian Anning's red lips were slightly drawn, and she showed a sweet smile.

"Then I'm leaving, Jane Anning, you have a good rest, we will leave for Hidden Dragon Villa early tomorrow morning."

Ye Qingling, the female head of the Feihua faction, left the room after speaking, while Jian Anning, the daughter of the martial arts leader, stayed in the room alone.

Jian Anning, the daughter of the martial arts leader, stayed alone in the room. She took off a pair of shoes, and then sat on the bed with her arms hugging her knees. Her eyes fell on the window of the room.

Outside the window of the room, the setting sun was setting, and the golden afterglow of the setting sun dyed the whole sky red, which was a rare fire cloud.

Jian Anning, the daughter of the leader of the martial arts alliance, had no expression on her face, but she was thinking about her escape plan tonight. Tonight, she must rescue Shen Qiye, the leader of the Demon Cult, and then escape quickly.

Jian Anning, the daughter of the leader of the martial arts alliance, stayed in the room alone. The dozen or so righteous people from various sects and sects of the martial arts who had greeted her just now were not there, and Ye Qingling, the female leader of the Feihua sect, also left. It looks very cool.

(End of this chapter)