Quick Travel: Redeeming the yandere villain Little Poor

After leaving the master, Shen Weichu sent the fox demon to the Discipline Pavilion.

The elders of the Discipline Pavilion also like Shen Weichu. Outsiders always think that the elders of the Discipline Pavilion must have a serious and ferocious appearance, but in fact the elders of the Discipline Pavilion have an approachable and kind face.

Shen Weichu was also cared for by the elders when he was young. When he handed the fox demon over to him, his mind moved slightly and he couldn't help but ask: "How will the elders punish this fox demon?"

The elder of the Discipline Pavilion had long heard about the murder committed by the fox demon in Jiaozhou. Shen Weichu asked him at this time, and he did not hesitate to say: "The fox demon harmed people, but considering that she harmed all evil people, she would He will be treated leniently, but a demon has a human life on his body, and no matter what the reason is, he is no longer a pure and good demon, so even if he is treated leniently, it will not be too easy."

After Shen Weichu left the Discipline Pavilion, he was confused and still a little confused. He seemed to be trapped in a fog, and it was difficult to find the exit for a while.

A sword energy suddenly flew from Qingyun Peak, directly cutting his robe. At the same time, there was a blood mark on his arm, and the pain made him wake up for a moment.

Xie Lanchuan heard the voice: "You almost went crazy. What were you thinking just now?"

Shen Weichu was slightly startled. The fog in front of his eyes cleared. He was trapped in circles just now. He even had doubts about the way he had worked so hard to cultivate. With a single thought, he almost made a big mistake.

Xie Lanchuan said again: "Now that your Taoist mind is unstable, go to the quiet room to enlighten yourself. When you stabilize your Taoist mind, you can leave on your own."

Shen Weichu replied: "Yes."

Before going to the quiet room, Shen Weichu thought about his junior sister again. Seeing that his mood was faintly stirring again, Shen Weichu could only force himself to stop his thoughts. His Taoist heart had just been hit by a wave, and now it was much disordered. If he thought about it a little more, I'm just afraid that my heart will be broken and I will fall into the devil's path.

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Three years later, Ji Yan suffered a thunderstorm on the day she came out of seclusion, but she survived. When the smoke cleared, the golden elixir was ready.

I have been practicing day and night for the past three years, and now I have successfully formed the elixir, but I am only happy for a moment, and soon tiredness sets in.

Ji Yan sat cross-legged. After forming the golden elixir, she found that her consciousness could spread over a wider area, so she did not leave in a hurry. Instead, she used her consciousness to slowly explore outside until she caught a familiar scent.

After being slightly startled, she stood up and got down. Just now, her consciousness had captured the presence of other auras. They were a bit familiar, but Ji Yan couldn't remember them clearly.

She originally wanted to go out, but when she almost reached the barrier, she changed her mind.

Not long after, a small butterfly flew out of the cave.

The small butterfly created by Xianmen's magic is golden, Ji Yan modified it on this basis, and what she created is a silver butterfly, which at first glance looks like a snowflake.

The snowflake flew out silently and landed on the young monk's shoulder.

Shen Weichu brushed his slender fingers on his shoulders, slowly took off the note, and lowered his eyes to look at it. Almost at the same time, the voice of the disciple of the Weapon Refining Sect came from beside him: "But Junior Sister sent a message to Senior Brother Shen?"

Chu Yun asked.

But Shen Weichu didn't answer. After holding the note in his hand, the figure disappeared from the spot.

Ji Yan wondered whether to write another note to her senior brother because he seemed unresponsive.

While thinking, the tall and tall Immortal Lord appeared out of thin air, and the familiar cold fragrance that had not been seen for a long time penetrated into his nose. Ji Yan was stunned for a long time. She raised her head almost stiffly, but unexpectedly bumped into the monk's eyes that could be said to be frozen by temperature. inside.

Why does senior brother look angry?Are you angry that she decided to retreat without consulting him?

Ji Yan blinked and didn't know how to speak for a moment.

Forget it, she'd better stop talking and just accept the punishment.

Shen Weichu saw her sitting down again, her posture upright and obedient, but she didn't look at him, her head hung down, and she just stared at the ground.

Shen Weichu thought that the junior sister would explain something to him, but the junior sister said nothing.

It was because after he left, there was another senior brother Chu Yun, so it made no difference whether he was there or not. Chu Yun could take good care of her, so he didn't write a reply, and that's why there was no news for so long.

Shen Weichu had always been calm, but anger arose in his heart, almost burning his reason to the ground.

Ji Yan originally lowered her head, but suddenly a moire-patterned hem of her clothes appeared in her sight, as well as a pair of clean and beautiful black boots.

After being stunned for a second, she subconsciously raised her head, but her waist was suddenly grabbed. Her toes left the ground. After letting out a short exclamation, her back was pressed against the smooth stone wall.

The senior brother's face was close to hers, the tip of his nose was touching hers, and his black eyes were cold and serious, making people feel unprecedented danger. Ji Yan even felt a sense of impending death in her heart at that moment, as if the senior brother had just had murderous intentions towards her.

But that seemed to be different from the intention to kill. It was another more complex and heavier emotion.

She just felt that Shen Weichu was angry.But now it was confirmed that he was angry.

Is he angry with her?

Ji Yan didn't understand, so what if she didn't discuss seclusion with him? It was her own business and she had the right to make her own decision. Why could her senior brother interfere or even get angry because of it?

Thinking like this, she was also a little annoyed. She looked at him with a pair of dark eyes unwilling to be outdone. Both of them were a little stubborn, and neither of them wanted to admit defeat first. The sword energy overflowing from her body was full of tension.

Finally, the senior brother spoke first: "Why don't you write a reply?"

"Huh?" Why don't you write a reply?

The anger in the girl's eyes dissipated a little, and then she became confused, "Before I went into seclusion, I wrote a reply to every letter my senior brother wrote to me and sent it to him. After I decided to go into seclusion, I also wrote a letter telling him the whole story. How can senior brother say that I didn’t write a reply?”

The more she talked, the angrier she became. So what if she didn't write anything? She was free. She could do whatever she wanted. If she didn't want to do it, she wouldn't do it. Even if Shen Weichu was her senior brother and fiancé, why should Shen Weichu care about her?

She was so angry that she was not in the mood to dwell on the weirdness of it.

Ji Yan only saw that her senior brother was not only cruel to her, but also pinched her painfully.

Shen Weichu calmed down, and if he thought about it carefully, he could see through the trick. He had misunderstood his junior sister.

The dark eyes of the junior sister he was leaning against were slightly moist, and they seemed to be burning with hot fire. After he was stunned for a moment, he opened his lips and apologized to her: "Isn't that right..."

Before he finished speaking, the junior sister bumped into him hard and bit his lip.

She bit his lower lip with great force, and the tips of her teeth broke the skin. The bloody smell instantly spread between her lips and teeth. The junior sister did not relieve her anger, but still bit his lip gently, but did not bite the skin again.

Every place where she bit her felt a dense itch.

Shen Weichu stared at her quietly, his eyes darkening uncontrollably.

The monk's bitten lip was slightly swollen and had a gorgeous color.

After the other party got tired of biting her, those beautifully colored lips came up again, turning passivity into initiative.

Ji Yan was in a trance, feeling that her lips and tongue were all strangled by a cold breath. After losing her strength, she was like a dodder flower. She could only try her best to cling to the monk in front of her who was leading her into the abyss.