Help! The ascetic and cold senior brother is actually a fallen demon villain

He carried Shuang Shui and picked up Bai Qiao. When he saw Heiming stepping out of the threshold with one foot, he became anxious, "Hey! Are you really going?!"

Xing Changjie dislikes her coming to such a rotten place, not because she dislikes her, but because she thinks that as a noble daughter, she should not stay in such a place and be condescending.

What's more, she also won the position of the demon saint by her own ability and was respected by the demons.

The most important thing is that Xing Changjie is worried that the goggles will get stuck.

But Feng Jing likes to be immersed in the feeling of controlling other people's life and death. She will always remember that her father sold her to the Devil's Lair for his own selfish purposes. If she was sent to the Orphan Asylum, her father would get more money.

She and Baili are the same kind of people.

Compared to being a god, Baili is more suitable to be a demon.

Rather than being worshiped as a saint in the Demon Palace, she prefers to come to the land of fireworks and enjoy the pleasure of controlling people's hearts.

She is a born evil girl.

Hei Ming turned around at this time and said in a non-negotiable tone, "It's okay if I don't ask for it, but you will deduct half of your monthly payment next month."

"ah??!"

The monthly salary is halved, so why is it not a blow to the workers?

When she came to her senses, the person was gone.

They disappeared together with the people inside the house who were selling spiritual herbs.

On Jianshan

Before handing over the reseller, Hei Ming first sent Bai Qiao back to his waterside pavilion.

Her current state is not suitable for seeing people.

The drunk girl looked at the ground with blurry eyes, looking like she was drunk but not drunk.

She was wearing a pure white veil on her face, sitting obediently on the bed, her curly hair looked like an exquisite puppet, elegant and tranquil.

Hei Ming glanced at Bai Qiao for a few times, then knelt on one knee in front of her. She didn't respond no matter how he called her.

The man exhaled helplessly, knowing that she couldn't drink, but he didn't expect that she could get so drunk after just a little while.

This is also the first time he has seen such a dull and silly Bai Qiao. Is there a physical problem?

Hei Ming originally didn't trust her, even though this was Nonjian Mountain, his waterside pavilion, and his residence. Now there was a gagged person in the house, making him irritated by the noise.

He is not a patient person.

The man's face was livid, with half a sinister look on his face, his cold and coquettish eyes were slightly narrowed, and his eyes were as threatening as arrows.

"Do you know what color your brain is? If you say anything again, I'll blow your head off and feed it to the dogs."

He was obviously a noble man who looked like a god in the breeze and the moon, but the taste of these hateful words changed when he came out of his mouth.

Murderous, sinister and vicious.

How could the disciple dare to say anything anymore? He was trembling pitifully.

Did he see it wrong? Baili's disc-shaped pupils seemed to have turned into needle-shaped vertical pupils like wild beasts in an instant...?

He didn't even dare to look at him.

The deterrence is too strong...

Hei Ming turned back again, thinking that it would be impossible to continue like this, so he decided to hand over the little thief to Qin Mufeng first, and grab some of Song Jinan's sobering pills for her to take.

Before leaving, he gently held Bai Qiao's hand, his eyebrows relaxed, and he whispered as if he was a different person, "Qiaoqiao, I need to leave for a while. If someone wants to hurt you, what should you do?"

"..."

The male disciple looked over with wide eyes and winked, not believing his ears.

One second he threatens to blow your mind, and the next second he is a gentle and loyal dog, you tell him this is the same person?

Bai Qiao, who was staring blankly, finally reacted. His eyes that had lost their luster turned around and he didn't say anything. However, the two Zhongshi came together and summoned a fire talisman.

It seems that after being drunk, the body's instinctive reaction is still there and it can protect itself.

but……

"Then, what if I approach you?"

He asked this question cautiously, his voice getting quieter as he went to the back, he became inferior, and cautiously tried to figure out the thoughts of the person in front of him.

To be honest, he was still not confident enough, because Bai Qiao was in this state, and he didn't know whether she could recognize him or whether she had a subconscious understanding of him.

"..." The girl with dull eyes remained silent. She was sitting, much shorter than Heiming.

But in front of her, he was always willing to kneel down.

After waiting silently for a long time, Bai Qiao still made no move.

Even though Hei Ming had guessed the outcome and was fully prepared mentally, he could not help but feel disappointed when the reality came.

Sometimes, the sun is so hot that it can burn you.

However, the more people are in darkness, the more they yearn for light, even if the bright light is all over their bodies.

A moth flies into the flame without hesitation, and it is as sweet as sugar.

Probably he asked for too much...

I have been secretly in love for many years and been lonely many times, and this time is no different.

"Wait for me to come back." The man smiled, rubbed Bai Qiao's long hair and sighed silently. When he adjusted his mood and was about to stand up, she also moved, holding his soft white hand. wrist.

Generally speaking, Hei Ming is extremely repulsive to such presumptuous actions by the opposite sex. Being controlled by others is equivalent to having his fox tail touched by someone of the opposite sex other than a Taoist monk. Even if he has a life-and-death relationship, he will not allow it to be touched. Nope either.

For the fox tribe, their expression of loyalty to their partner is a license for the other half to ravage them as much as they want.

Therefore, he only indulged her and made exceptions. In most cases, he shamelessly put his tail up to beg for touch.

After holding his hand, Bai Qiao first spread Hei Ming's fingers. To her satisfaction, she tilted her head and pressed her face against it, completely covering the man's palm, feeling his slightly cool temperature.

She frowned a little, her tone a bit angry.

"You are the black fox I raised, and you are wearing my merit bell. Then you are mine. Where are you going?"

She recognized it.

Her actions and words were undoubtedly feeding Heiming an extremely sweet candy.

The fox was elated. If he said he was unhappy, he would be lying.

The emotion on his face became more intense, he was ecstatic from the bottom of his heart, and he couldn't stop smiling, "Well, whatever Qiaoqiao says is whatever it is, I'm yours, just yours."

"I'm going to go out for a little while to get you some sobering medicine to help Qiaoqiao sober up. Do you agree?"

Coax, be gentle, whisper.

"..." Bai Qiao let go.

"Okay, then hurry up..."

There was a slight grievance in her tone, as if if he had been a few seconds late, she would not want him.

What else could Hei Ming do besides agree? He made countless promises before he was willing to walk out of the waterside pavilion.

Hei Ming, who had kidnapped the person to Qinmu Fengshui Pavilion as quickly as possible, changed his face in a second and violently threw the person to the ground, his face full of disdain, arrogance and contempt.

"Senior Brother Qin, can a little thief pursue him for three days and three nights?"

He is completely different from before.

"Tsk!"

Qin Mufeng, who had finished relieving himself behind the door, quickly picked up his pants, walked out of the Xuan Xuan, and said word by word, "My junior brother Yan, I know you are in a hurry, but don't be in a hurry, can't you wait for me to come out after I finish?" An, why don’t you stop me?”

Urgent, urgent, why are you in such a hurry?

Song Jin'an gave up resistance and rolled his eyes, "Can I stop you? Do you think too highly of me?"

It’s good that he didn’t tear down your Muxuan.

Qin Mufeng didn't say anything, went to wash his hands, and then returned here the same way. He squatted down and clamped the head of the disciple who was bound with five flowers, and looked left and right. From time to time, he picked up the disciple's waistband, took out his mustard bag, and gradually confirmed.

"Well... the characteristics match up. There is a spiritual grass in the mustard bag. It's most likely him... Hey, I'm just confused. Where did you catch this person, Ah Yan? This mission given to me by the Immortal Master really gave me a headache. A few days.”

The man on the ground kept twisting and struggling, and accidentally touched the black fox's shoes. Hei Ming impatiently raised his long legs and twitched the corner of his mouth, "Are you looking for death?"

He didn't say anything. The man who could move but never spoke laughed wildly and stepped on it suddenly. The crazy and twisted beauty reflected on his perfect face.

"Click-"

Something broke and it rang several times at the same time.

The fresh and clean white boots were crushed back and forth mercilessly. Hei Ming ignored the severe pain of the man under his feet and continued to go crazy, "The largest brothel in Fangcheng, the mystery of Tianxiang."

"..." Such a huge amount of information, Song Jinan and Qin Mufeng looked at each other, looking at each other.

It’s really not to blame for their incompetence on Jianshan.

"We all abide by male ethics. We don't even dare to think about brothels, let alone brothels. How can we imagine that he went to a place like that..."

There is a difference between brothels and brothels in the world of cultivation.

The brothel can be said to be a very high-end fireworks place, and it can even be called a cultural exchange center.

Most of the women there are geishas, ​​who only sell their skills but not their bodies.

They are not only beautiful in appearance, but also talented. They are basically born in famous families. Due to their family's financial difficulties, they have to go here to make a living by performing arts.

Most of the clients in brothels are high-ranking officials. It is normal for them to "spend a lot of money" just to win a beauty. Some princes and nobles often redeem their bodies for them and then take them as concubines.

Knowing the difference between the two, as Heiming's leg strength increased, if Qin Mufeng didn't say a word, the man would burp.

"Good junior brother, I'm sorry for bothering you so much, but he can't die yet."

As soon as he finished speaking, Heiming didn't hesitate for a moment, relaxed his strength, raised his feet, and pumped his legs.

Extremely fast.

"Huh??" It's rare for him to be so easy to talk to, and he moved quickly. Qin Mufeng noticed something fishy, ​​"Something's wrong, there's something very wrong with you."

He is not like this usually. According to the past, his Demon Lord Junior Brother would definitely oppose him and utter arrogant words: "Who do I want to kill? Do I need to see other people's faces?"

He looked extremely arrogant.

And now...

Qin Mufeng touched his chin and turned into a detective to look at Heiming with a scrutinizing gaze.

"Judging from the fact that we are good buddies who call each other brothers in the morning and have a worthless fake friendship in the afternoon, you are in a good mood? Why don't you say something good so that your brothers can hear it?"