The beauty of fast time travel and the tragic villain

Chapter 7 Raiding the Demon Sect Leader (7)

"hungry?"

Outside the iron fence of the prison cell, Shen Qiye, the leader of the Demon Cult, shook the delicate and complicated double-layered dark red food box in his right hand. He raised the corners of his lips and opened his thin lips lightly.

In the prison cell, Jian Anning was lying on the ground. She was so hungry that she fainted at first, but her foodie nature made her wake up as soon as she smelled the delicious food smell from the food box in the hands of the leader of the Demon Cult, Shen Qiye. coming.

"Demon King, are you willing to bring me food?"

Jian Anning's eyes blinked, she got up, patted the dust on the skirt, then held the iron fence with both hands, and said bluffingly: "Give it to me quickly, I'm about to starve to death."

"Hmph, you're not afraid of me?" Shen Qiye, the leader of the Demon Cult, raised his eyebrows, feeling quite interested.

Through an iron gate, Shen Qiye, the leader of the Demon Cult, looked at Jian Anning. Such a weak and weak girl, although she is the daughter of the leader of the martial arts alliance, she doesn't know much about martial arts at all. How dare she treat him like this? Speak, and call him the "big devil".

Hmph, be careful not to have any bones left by being eaten by this "big devil".

"Why should I be afraid of you? I am the daughter of the leader of the martial arts, Jian Ming. If you dare to starve me to death, my father, Jian Ming, will lead the sects to destroy your demon sect!"

"Okay, give me food quickly. As long as you give me the food in the food box you are carrying, I will forgive you for starving me."

On the other side of the iron fence, Jian Anning looked at the food box in the hand of Shen Qiye, the leader of the Demon Cult, outside the iron gate. My saliva is about to flow out.

"Little girl, I think you haven't figured out your own situation yet..." Shen Qiye, the leader of the Demon Cult, was full of interest. He lifted the food box in his right hand high, looking like a demon. Gesture, "If you ask me, I'll give you something to eat."

"Otherwise you will starve to death here..."

"No, please, Great Demon King!" Jian Anning hadn't eaten for several days, she was so hungry, her stomach rumbled just in time, she begged.

"Is this your begging attitude? Don't call me 'big devil', call me 'brother' instead, come and listen." Shen Qiye, the leader of the Demon Cult, had a wicked smile on his face. Said frivolously.

"Brother, good brother, just give me something to eat..." Jian Anning acted coquettishly, her voice was coquettish, she secretly pinched her thigh behind the back of her right hand, the pain from her leg made her teary-eyed, Wanting to cry, a pretentious gesture.

"Okay, the premise is that you feed me."

Shen Qiye, the leader of the Demon Cult, said that he opened the door of the cell with the key. He lifted up his robe, holding the delicate and complicated double-layered dark red food box in his right hand, and entered the cell with a condescending attitude.

"Okay, shall I feed you?"

What, what did the big devil just say?Want her to feed him?

The expression on Jian Anning's face was like a black question mark, with a confused face.

Before Jian Anning could react, Shen Qiye, the leader of the Demon Cult, had already entered the cell. He was sitting on the only bed next to the wall in the cell. He put the delicate and complicated double-layer dark red food box in his hand on On the bed, he opened the lid of the food box.

Originally, the food box was covered by the lid, and the aroma of the hot food inside was covered up a lot. Now that the lid is lifted, the tangy aroma comes out from the food box and drifts into Jian Anning's nasal cavity.

"Wow, it's so delicious, can I eat it?" Jian Anning couldn't help but sniffed, and the saliva in her mouth also secreted. direct call.

Jian Anning looked at the food placed on the top of the food box, a bowl of steaming five-grain and eight-treasure porridge, and a delicious roast duck. Her eyes were fixed on it, and her saliva was about to flow to the ground.

At this time, Shen Qiye, the leader of the Demon Cult, who felt Jian Anning's scorching gaze, placed the upper layer of the food box on the bed. On the lower layer of the food box, there was a plate of well-cooked stewed beef, and a plate of square shapes of different colors. pastry.

"Of course you can eat it, but as I said, you have to feed me first."

Shen Qiye, the leader of the Demon Cult, had just finished speaking when she saw Jian Anning sitting on the bed without any ladylike demeanor. She grabbed the roast duck with one hand, pulled the roast duck legs, and began to eat big mouthfuls.

Jian Anning's eating style is very indecent, and she doesn't have the demeanor of a young lady from a family at all, but she has been hungry for several days, and she doesn't care at all whether her eating style is elegant or not, she just wants to fill her stomach quickly.

"Have I allowed you to eat?"

Shen Qiye, the leader of the Demon Cult, was very dissatisfied. He took the roast duck from Jian Anning's hand, put it on the top of the food box, and then closed the food box again. His eyes turned cold, and he said in a hoarse voice: "I I said, you have to feed me first."

Jian Anning just ate a roasted duck leg, and she was still very hungry. She really couldn't understand the brain circuit of the demon leader in front of her. He is also a famous and frightening demon leader. Others feed him.

"No, no, I'm about to starve to death, so I don't want to feed you."

Wait, this plot, the feeding game or something...

Jian Anning racked her brains for a while in her head, which was about to faint from hunger. As the original author of this world, she really didn't remember writing such a plot in the original book.

"Ding, the feeding play mission has been triggered. The system recommends that you obediently obey the orders of the leader of the Demon Cult, Shen Qiye. After completing the mission, you will get +5 favorability~"

Just when Jian Anning was in a dilemma, the system sounded at the right time.

"Then how much does Shen Qiye like me now?"

"Favourability: 60."

"The system reminds you that in each world, when the favorability of your target is 100, the villain will automatically give up blackening, and your strategy will be successful."

"The system reminds you again that in each world, when your target's favorability for you falls below 0, there will be a 100% chance of triggering an event—the beautiful and strong villain kills the host, and the mission fails."

"The system reminds you again that when the hostility value of your attack target reaches 100, the villain Meiqiang will be completely blackened, and the mission will fail."

"Then what is Shen Qiye's hostility value now?"

"Hot Point: 90"

so tall?Jian Anning felt precarious.

"When the attack target's hostility value drops to 0, it will also automatically give up blackening, and your attack is also successful."

"So please work hard to brush up the favorability of the target! Or reduce the hostility value of the target."

After the system finished speaking, the mechanical sound in Jian Anning's mind disappeared.

(End of this chapter)