I lead the villains to help justice in the world of cultivating immortals

Nangong Yunche didn't want to be so despicable either, but... he could hardly restrain the thought from popping up in his heart.

He wanted to see what it would look like when those cold eyes were stained with lust.

That pair of eyes that are like a beautiful bright moon and flying like snow, if they are really bewitched by love, they should become mesmerizing.

Like it?I like it~

It was the first time seeing such an interesting person, of course Nangong Yunche liked it.

But...it has nothing to do with love, it's like a child meets a toy he likes, he can't put it down, and wants to keep it in his hand and play with it.

More generally speaking, it is freshness~

Nangong Yunche, who was appointed as the next successor of the witch clan since he was a child, was almost out of breath with the burden on his body.

His every move is under everyone's watchful eyes, even a small mistake will be magnified, so Nangong Yunche is suppressing his inner ambition.

The essence is the same~

They are all taught by the same Nangong Feng, they are all the same in essence~

For the things you are interested in, then you must grab them in your hand~

At any cost, by any means.

.......

Nangong Yunche looked at his flying blade indifferently, and it slashed across Xingli's neck just like he had done with Mo Sheng just now.

There was a bloodthirsty smile on his face, those light eyes gradually became darker, and there was a bloodthirsty and cold smile on his lips, "You... are going to fall~"

It seems to be informing, and it seems to be saying something funny.

Nangong Yunche's words caused Xingli and Mo Sheng to panic at the same time.

Are you going to plant it?

Why did Nangong Yunche say that?

He stared at Xingli, the smile just now enlarged on his face, that elegant appearance was completely torn off, revealing the bloody and ruthless show off inside.

That deadly and playful smile was sending a notice to Xingli like a devil.

Xingli touched the blood on her neck.

Slightly raised his hand and put it under his nose to smell it. With a sweet and sweet smell, it went all the way into his nose.

"Nangong Yunche...you!"

Xingli suddenly felt a little scared.

That kind of sweet fragrance has been smelled on Gu Shuo before.

If you smell it on Gu Shuo, it may not be a good thing.

"Hahahaha, it's okay, you call me by my first name now, and later... you will call me Ache~"

Nangong Yunche said it playfully and jokingly, and the smile on the corner of his mouth looked so dazzling.

After Xingli and Nangong Yunche ceased fighting, Mo Sheng hurried forward.

"Master! Are you okay?"

Mo Sheng looked at the same wound as his own, and his heart ached to death.

Hurry up and hand over the pill bottle that Xingli just handed to her, "Master, there's still some in it, take it quickly."

Xing Li looked at the pill in Mo Sheng's hand and didn't say much, although it was a small hole, it didn't matter.

But since Mo Sheng's elixir was already on his lips, he was too embarrassed to say no to it.

After taking the elixir, Xingli's wounds were healed, but the feeling in her body was a bit strange, as if a valve was suddenly opened, and a lot of emotions gushed out from the bottom of her heart in an instant.

That inexplicable and turbulent feeling made Xingli's heart slightly stagnant.

Yes, myself... It seems that there is a very important person.

When I think of him, the sourness in my heart seems to overflow, there is no indifference in those cold eyes, only the eyes full of affection are left.

Eyes filled with mist, like a river of stars, are more breathtaking than before, almost no need to say anything, just stand there, you can...

Annoyance flashed across Xingli's face, "Mo Sheng, I seem to have been looking for someone very important."

Xingli's slightly annoyed tone made Mo Sheng completely defeated.

What is she going to say to herself?

Is it yourself? !

Did Xingli finally understand his friendship for her? !

Mo Sheng smiled beautifully, and spoke in a contemptuous tone.

"Really? Who is it? Ali?"

Unknowingly, Mo Sheng gave up that distant title.

The young man's delicate eyebrows and eyes were tainted with a little emotion, so good-looking that people couldn't take their eyes off.

But it made Xingli calm down.

"I don't know...can you help me find it?"

Xingli is now like a lost child, at a loss.

Joy, was doused head-on with a splash of cold water.

Nothing left.

Mo Sheng was stunned on the spot, he was still looking at Xingli stubbornly, as if he was discerning what Xingli said just now.

The loss and dejection on his face is like a humble person who has been crushed into the dust.

He didn't understand why he was still standing there stubbornly, listening to Xingli finish speaking.

There was a hint of sarcasm at the corner of his mouth, "A Li, is that what you want to tell me?"

Mo Sheng's tone was cool and soft.

Every word and every sentence of Xingli just now was circling in his mind repeatedly.

Who is that person? !

Why can't Xingli forget him even now!

Why be so cruel?

I just thought that my god had favored me, but in the end...

"Mo Sheng...I feel so uncomfortable."

Xingli suddenly grabbed the clothes on Mo Sheng's wrist, raised her head as if she regarded Mo Sheng as her confidant.

Tears kept flowing down.

The mist in those eyes almost stung Mo Sheng as well.

Cried...

His master cried for that person...

What should he do? !

"Ari, can I find it for you?"

Mo Sheng compromised, at that moment Mo Sheng seemed to hear Hua Bai's voice.

The smile was pulled out with difficulty from the corner of his mouth, and he didn't know who it hurt.

Nangong Yunche listened to the conversation between the two.

Walking slowly, he came behind the two of them.

Mo Sheng felt Nangong Yunche approaching and quickly turned around, protecting Xingli behind him.

"Ali?"

Nangong Yunche tried to call the name that Mo Sheng called Xingli just now.

Mo Sheng suddenly raised his head, like a ferocious beast whose territory had been violated, was hostile to Nangong Yunche.

"You deserve to call me teacher..."

"is it you?"

Before Mo Sheng finished speaking, Xingli heard Nangong Yunche's voice, as if suddenly all her feelings had found an outlet.

Standing up from behind Mo Sheng.

Staring at Nangong Yunche with scorching eyes, it seemed that Nangong Yunche could only be contained in those glistening eyes.

The delicate red lips parted slightly, "Is that you? Is it you I'm looking for?"

Xingli, who didn't wait for Nangong Yunche to answer, couldn't wait to ask again.

Xingli felt that she was very strange now, as if her whole body and mind had fallen on Nangong Yunche.

The body was roaring to keep getting closer to him.

A little closer, a little closer.

Xing Li's feet moved slightly, and she walked towards Nangong Yunche.