In order to survive, I became the little wife of the villain

It is not difficult to make a life-and-death contract, you only need to take out the blood between each other's eyebrows and exchange it with each other, and it will be completed.

Liu Wangshu and Jiang Ying looked at each other, and a ray of spiritual power condensed from their fingertips.

Touching his forehead with his fingertips, he paused for a moment, and then a drop of blood as bright as a red bean was pulled out from his forehead.

The two waved lightly, and the drop of blood on the fingertips floated in the air.

Liu Wangshu and Jiang Ying closed their eyes tightly, and whispered the ancient spell in their mouths.

The two drops of blood kept approaching until they were close together, constantly entangled.

Everyone looked nervously at what happened in the center of the hall.

The two drops of blood finally separated and rushed towards the two sides respectively.

When Jiang Ying's brow blood seeped into Liu Wangshu's forehead, she only felt that the drop of blood was very hot.Can't help but frown.

The life-and-death deed is originally used between couples, and the hotter the blood drops, the stronger the love for the other party.

Jiang Ying's feeling was not as strong as Liu Wangshu's, only a faint warmth.

"It's done," Su Yan murmured.

Mu Qingzhou sneered, "Now, fellow Taoists, are you at ease?"

These people are really stupid and have no idea.

Liu Wangshu opened his eyes, and his cold eyes flicked across everyone, "Wangshu also wants to ask you to give me protection."

"There is no evidence for what you say, and I ask you all to make an oath of demons. As long as my disciple does not do evil, you can't kill him, otherwise you will die."

Liu Wangshu's words made the audience look different.

I made a vow of the heart demon, if I break it, I will be backlashed.

"It makes sense," Mu Qingzhou nodded, and took the lead in swearing.

Ming Yijing pondered for a few seconds, and under the gaze of everyone, he also swore the oath of the heart demon.

Everyone in Xuanfengmen saw that the headmaster had already stated his position, and they all swore.

Xiaoyaozong and Cangyunmen followed closely behind.

Everyone in the audience also swore oaths one after another.

As long as you have a clear heart and don't want to kill Jiang Ying to snatch the Immortal Sword, no one will mind making this oath.

"Since that's the case, the matter of cutting the immortal sword has come to an end, don't mention it again in the future." Xiaoyaozi said.

Everyone gathered in the Xiaoyao Sect, originally for the matter of killing the Immortal Sword, and now that the conclusion has been reached, they all bid farewell.

Only Xuanfengmen stayed, saying that if he wanted to talk with Xiaoyaozi.

Before Su Yan left, Min Sheng's eyes were almost drawn. The head of Yunfu couldn't bear her appearance, so he allowed her to stay in Xiaoyaozong.

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The boulder that had been pressed in my heart for a long time finally fell to the ground, and the tight string was finally loosened.

But it was not as smooth as imagined, but felt very tired.

Liu Wangshu leaned on the bathtub, her eyes narrowed slightly, and the dense mist made her relax a bit.

After a long time, she slowly opened her eyes, and flicked the water in the basin onto her body with her hands.

"Huh?" The water level in the bathtub fluctuated with Liu Wangshu's movements, and she suddenly found a cinnabar mole on her chest.

The size of mung beans, very conspicuous.

Liu Wangshu is sure that this cinnabar mole just appeared.

Jiang Ying, who was about to undress and go to sleep, also found a light red cinnabar mole on his chest. He stared at the red dot for a while, chuckled, and turned off the light.

-

"Sister, breakfast is ready." Jiang Ying knocked on Liu Wangshu's door.

There was a tumbling sound in the room, and it quickly returned to silence.

Jiang Ying shook her head, "Then I'll come in."

Today I made an appointment with Min Sheng and Su Yan to go for a walk down the mountain, so it can't be too late.

With a "squeak", the door was pushed open.

A few rays of sunlight shine into the house from the Xuan window, adding a bit of warmth.

Liu Wangshu hugged a pillow in his arms, and there was a copy of "Picture of Beautiful Men in Kyushu" beside the bed.

Jiang Ying walked over gently, and clamped the book with two slender fingers.

I don't know who is so boring, and named the handsome man in the cultivation world.

Judging from the degree of wear and tear of this book, it seems that Liu Wangshu read it often, and she also marked each person with a brush.

"This one doesn't have abs, no."

"This guy looks like a little boy at first glance. He eats dry food."

"Thug eyebrows and mouse eyes, does the author have aesthetics?"

Jiang Ying flipped through quickly, amused by Liu Wangshu's comments.

When turning to the last page, Ming Ruochu's name suddenly appeared.

Liu Wangshu's evaluation of him is only four words "impeccable."

In the painting, Ming Ruochu is standing under a peach blossom tree with a flowing sword in his hand. He is handsome and elegant, with a detached temperament. Coupled with those charming and affectionate peach blossom eyes, it creates a strange beauty.

This piece of paper was also the most worn. Jiang Ying's heart tightened, and the blood all over his body was congealed.

What he didn't know was that there was a person drawn on the back of this piece of paper, but the drawing was so rough that it was difficult to identify who it was.

Only the bright red tear mole at the corner of the eye is the best.

The following comment is "My A Ying is still the most handsome, if it is not for the hard fate, he would be a good husband."

It's a pity that the young Mozun, who was so humble in the dust, closed the storybook when he saw Ming Ruochu.

Jiang Ying just stood there, looking at Liu Wangshu's sleeping eyes.

He only hopes that time can stay at this moment, so that he can look at him like this for the rest of his life, and he will be satisfied.

Perhaps the atmosphere around Jiang Ying was too oppressive, and Liu Wangshu, who was sleeping soundly, had a quick wit and opened his eyes suddenly.

"You, you, why are you here?" Liu Wangshu pulled the quilt that was kicked aside and wrapped himself up.

Liu Wangshu's face was still a bit confused, and there were a few dull hairs on his head, which looked very cute.

"Uh...we're going to be late." Jiang Ying slowed down her speech to cover up the fact that she was a little nervous.

"Why didn't you call me earlier." Liu Wangshu suddenly stood up from the bed.

But because his head hit the top of the bed, he slumped on the bed and covered his head.

Tears welled up in Xing's eyes.

"Be careful, come on, it won't hurt if you blow it." Jiang Ying pulled her into his arms, and gently blew on her head.

Liu Wangshu originally wanted to break free, but then he thought, no, now that I have a life-and-death contract, I am not afraid of him anymore.

Even if he remembered that he was so gentle to me in the future and wanted to kill me in anger, he couldn't do it.

That being the case, then try to accept his goodness, it should be fine.

She's not a nun, and every day she looks at a handsome guy like Jiang Ying and asks her about her health, it's a lie to say she's not moved.

Thinking of this, Liu Wangshu squeezed his body towards Jiang Ying and whispered, "It still hurts."

Looking at Liu Wangshu's wrinkled smiling face, Jiang Ying's tone softened a bit, "Okay, let's blow it up."

As soon as he blew for the first time, he seemed to think of something, and suddenly stopped.

Looking at Liu Wangshu in his arms.

If he remembered correctly, it was Liu Wangshu who rubbed himself into his arms just now.

And this time Liu Wangshu didn't reprimand him, instead his tone was a little coquettish.

Why is she so active today?

Thinking of this, Jiang Ying felt her heart beating violently.

What does it mean?