After developing a villain heroine, they came after her

Chapter 182 I don’t treat everyone like this

Outer door, Mu Sanniang's house.

After closing the door and window, the girl sat back on the bed and assumed a slightly weird posture.

It's a bit like meditating, but the lips are slightly open.

The next moment, a thin black knife appeared out of thin air.

As soon as it came out, the temperature in the entire room dropped rapidly, as if it had fallen into an ice cellar.

The thin knife was extremely spiritual. It must have sensed what its master was going to do next, and it excitedly circled around the girl.

Mu Sanniang closed her eyes tightly and ignored it, instead talking to her 'master' in the sea of ​​consciousness.

Master, she is the old woman living in the blade.

She claims to be the True Monarch who transformed into gods thousands of years ago, and is a half-step Mahayana. Even now, she is still the best immortal in the world.

According to her, the leader of the Taixuan Sect, in his heyday, could be killed with just a raise of his hand.

Anyway, what I said is a huge deal, as if the avenue will be wiped out with a punch in the next second, and the barrier of heaven will be shattered.

How much Mu Sanniang believed it was another matter.

"Ahem, little baby, it's almost done. You can use the one-yuan soul-eating technique I taught you to summon the souls stored in the black knife."

Hearing this, the girl didn't make a sound, she just silently worked her mind, and a burst of black energy emerged from her body.

The aura was extremely cold, and as soon as Fang appeared, the blade of the black knife trembled slightly, making a crisp sound.

Immediately afterwards, one after another translucent souls were released by the black knife.

They all looked ferocious and had different shapes. As soon as they came out, they kept wailing in pain.

Because there is a dark chain on their bodies that tightly locks them, penetrating their souls and sucking in nutrients bit by bit.

The shrill screams came one after another.

The small room felt like purgatory on earth for a while.

The girl watched this scene silently, her expression unmoved.

Those experiences as a child had already made her heart as hard as iron.

The old woman was very satisfied when she saw her performance.

From the first time she saw this girl, she knew that she was the perfect candidate.

No matter it’s this state of mind or the experience.

It was destined that the girl would need this black knife and her guidance.

Of course, the most important thing is the girl's unusual physique.

The old woman gathered her thoughts, stopped delaying, and gave a cold shout.

"Concentrate!"

The girl did as she was told.

"Swallow the soul!"

The old woman continued to shout.

Following her instructions, the souls of the monster beasts wailing in the room seemed to suddenly wake up and began to riot wildly, trying to stay away from the girl on the bed.

But the dark soul chain came out from the black knife and dragged them back forcefully.

The girl opened her mouth slightly and sucked in all these souls.

The room quickly returned to its former tranquility.

But the next moment, the girl's usually expressionless face showed a violent distortion.

She frowned tightly, as if she was suffering from some unimaginable pain.

The old woman's heart also rose.

She knew in her heart that this was the most critical step in the one-yuan soul-eating method.

Those previous steps were just the appetizer.

Swallowing souls is not as simple as just talking.

……

……

At this time, the inner gate of Taixuan Sect.

Chen An slowly opened his eyes from the futon, ending his day of practice.

But before he could get up, he saw a man in a red dress rushing towards him.

There was some helplessness on the handsome young man's face.

Damn it, when one day I improve my cultivation, I will punish this Hehuan Sect enchantress severely!

Chen An thought angrily.

The fragrant breeze filled his nostrils, and the girl in the red dress wrapped her arms around his neck very familiarly, hanging on the boy's body.

The red sleeves on her body slid down her forearms, revealing her white and greasy skin.

Her body is so light that you don't feel much weight hanging on it, but you can feel the ultimate softness just by touching her casually.

Well, Chen An feels this deeply.

<divclass="contentadv">It's really soft.

Very flexible...

Although there was some resistance in his heart, he could not deny the fact.

The girl smiled and ran her white fingertips across the boy's chin, teasing him back and forth.

Her soft eyebrows curved slightly, and she said with an aggrieved look: "Really, after all, we are Taoist couples who have practiced together. Every time I come here, can't you give me a good look?"

Chen An chuckled, raised his eyebrows, and denied it.

"Witch, don't talk nonsense here. Who is your Taoist companion?"

Hearing this, Jiang Qiuchi couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed, no matter how good his temper was.

"Bah, what a shame you guys still claim to be righteous monks, but end up costing someone else's life and refusing to take responsibility..."

Chen An glared at her and thought to himself, "How dare you say that? I'm going to kill you with just one mouthful?"

Perhaps seeing what he meant, Jiang Qiuchi also glared over, unwilling to be outdone, "What are you looking at, isn't it?"

Chen An didn't want to argue with her on such a boring matter, but just urged her to get off him quickly.

The young man looked a little haggard.

Now as he grows older, Jiang Qiuchi's requests become more and more frequent.

Even the number of times he took him to find his sister was reduced.

She is truly a witch.

Chen An thought secretly.

The girl refused and just smiled: "Some people are so anxious to go out, maybe they want to find their sister again."

When Chen An heard this, his expression did not change, his face did not turn red, and his heart did not beat.

He asked, "What's wrong? What problem do I have with my sister?"

“It’s only natural that relatives should spend more time together!”

Jiang Qiuchi spat and exposed him mercilessly, "Bah, I know exactly what fart you farted!"

The girl immediately became a little angry, "What's wrong with me? What's not as good as her? Do you know how many people out there want to be a Taoist partner with me? Sister, I've given you an advantage, but you don't know how to cherish it." "

"Do you have some ulterior motives for your sister?"

Her tone was complaining, and it was obvious that she had been brooding over this matter for more than a day or two.

Hearing the girl's last words, Chen An's heart skipped a beat and blurted out.

"Things between me and Sanniang are pure and innocent. Please don't slander anyone."

"Do you think Sanniang will be like you?"

The young man's words continued to echo in the cave.

Jiang Qiuchi suddenly fell silent after hearing this. Her red skirt moved slightly, and she jumped back to the ground.

The girl's eyes were lowered, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

Chen An glanced at her, frowned, did not take the initiative to ask, just turned around and prepared to leave.

Suddenly, a voice came from behind.

There was a rare hint of coquettishness in the voice.

"Do you really think I am such a casual woman?"

The young man paused, but did not look back.

For a while, he didn't speak and continued to walk.

Behind him, the girl's self-deprecating sneer came.

"Yes, maybe I am too proactive, which makes you feel cheap, but you don't know that I am not a proactive person."

"I don't treat everyone like this."

Jiang Qiuchi's voice gradually became lower.

Until the weak mosquitoes and flies.

She seemed to want to prove something, but finally chose to shut her mouth and remain silent.

The palms hanging by his sides were squeezed quietly.

She was inexplicably depressed.

It turned out that I was the only one pretending not to care.

But you really don't care...

I see a lot of people are asking, so let me tell you.

Including the beaten female swordsman mentioned earlier and the current witch, there is no way I would be left behind.

To rebuild the glory of the harem, it is the duty of the circle.