Kuai Chuan: I really don’t want to be a villain

"Baoheng's leg is broken, and he may be lame in the future! Should we just forget about it?"

"Ha! Forget it! How is it possible! Could Ye Ziqing be able to protect that Song Qiao for the rest of her life! Besides, she often went to such dangerous places and died without knowing when! The time is mine, so why rush!"

"Who said we have to personally take action and reveal the relationship between Song Qiao and Ye Ziqing? Naturally someone will kill her."

"Yes, the Ye family cannot be touched, they are just an illegitimate child..."

Ye Ziqing was right. Anyone who came close to her would be bitten to death by the enemies who came one after another if they did not have the strength. It's hard to say whether her indifferent character has something to do with the dangerous environment she lives in, but she usually adheres to the rule of not bringing harm to her family. It's a pity that Song Qiao is not classified as Ye Ziqing's family member by those people.

In their eyes, killing Song Qiao was no different from killing one of Ye Ziqing's pets.

They just wanted to disgust Ye Ziqing.

When Ye Ziqing came to pick up Song Qiao, she was teaching Qiao Yan to practice martial arts.

In the second plane, she was once the pinnacle grandmaster of the Three Kingdoms. If that plane hadn't been a low martial plane, she would have shattered the void long ago.

Relying on the energy conversion of the strange thread, she now has a total internal strength of one hundred and twenty years, which is even less than when she was Zhongli Wan. With her strength, teaching Qiao Yan is easy.

Qiao Yan is very smart. She has already begun to use Song Qiao's modified and enhanced version of Xiaoyao Xinfa, and she can sense the internal force flowing through the meridians.

Parking the car in the garage, Ye Ziqing got out of the car and saw Song Qiao waiting by the elevator.

I was a little surprised at the moment. After seeing her for a few days, Song Qiao turned out to be much more beautiful, both in terms of skin and facial features. and……

Ye Ziqing's eyes were slightly darker, and with her strength, she could tell Song Qiao's difference at a glance! "Rare visitor, why, one day without seeing you is like three autumns?" Song Qiao raised her eyebrows, folded her arms and smiled half-heartedly at Ye Ziqing.

"Farewell to you." Ye Ziqing replied calmly and followed Song Qiao into the elevator.

"Where to go? If it's not convenient, just forget it."

"The Mausoleum of Pharaoh Kamun, I will be back in a week at the latest." The elevator reached the first floor and the door opened. Ye Ziqing saw the fox squatting on the dining table licking his paws. His pupils shrank. He grabbed Song Qiao and pulled her Pulling it behind her, she moved her fingertips slightly in the next second, and a red rune light shield instantly appeared in front of her.

There is no need to knead the formula or recite the incantation. Wherever the heart goes, the way goes, Song Qiao feels that his sweetheart is really strong.

The back of Ye Ziqing's hand touched a plain white hand, and Song Qiao's voice rang in her ears, "That's my pet."

Ye Ziqing looked at the fox in shock, then looked at Song Qiao, "Yours? Pet?"

The fox stopped licking its fur and turned to look at Ye Ziqing, its narrow eyes full of animal indifference.

Under Song Qiao's persuasion, Ye Ziqing withdrew the light shield and did not attack. After getting closer, she realized that this demon was weird, "This is a demon soul. It's in a very strange state. The demon aura is not heavy. Judging from the threat it gives me, it should have already transformed."

Song Qiao waved her hand, and the fox turned into light and fell into her tiger's mouth. She turned around slightly, leaned against the dining table, and looked directly at Ye Ziqing, "It's a harmless demon soul after being subdued."

In silence, Ye Ziqing realized that something was beyond her control. She didn't know what happened to Song Qiao.

"It seems that you also have a secret, Ziyu." Ye Ziqing murmured in a low voice, with a shimmering light in his amber pupils. But the emotion inside was smile, she was happy.

"Everyone has secrets. Just like I never knew that in addition to being the proud daughter of the Ye family, you are also a monster hunter."

"No, I'm not a monster hunter." Ye Ziqing said with a smile, and slowly walked to the outdoor corridor outside the restaurant. The sun shone on her body, coating her with a light golden light.

"Ziyu, in our world, there were immortals a long time ago. As for us now, we can be called ascetics."

She turned around and looked at Song Qiao, "To put it in a high-sounding way, we slay demons, exorcise ghosts and punish evil spirits. We resist foreign secret invasions externally, and compete with our peers internally in order to pursue the only remaining trace of Tao."

"Ziyu, do you want to come with me?"

Even if there were no foxes today and Song Qiao's secret was not discovered, Ye Ziqing would still say these words.

It was the answer to Cen Hanyan.

Song Qiao is an ordinary person, so make her extraordinary. Song Qiao is too weak and will be targeted by enemies as her weakness, so make her strong.

Ye Ziqing never does anything he regrets, nor does he give up before he starts.

She didn't want to, and she knew that Song Qiao didn't want to become her vassal, the canary protected by her. Song Qiao has her own pride in her heart. She is never a dodder flower clinging to trees, but a phoenix soaring in the nine heavens.

Song Qiao looked at that man and felt completely soft-hearted. "Of course, I will join you." She smiled, and then added: "Do you want me to call you Master?"

"You can call me Master, if you want."

Qiao Yan came out of the room and was about to sneak to the kitchen refrigerator to get some food when Leng Buding saw the woman in the small garden when he passed by the balcony.

The woman was wearing a simple cotton and linen button-up dress, with her hair spread over her shoulders. She was sitting on a white recliner reading a book, looking peaceful and leisurely as time passed.

It was the sister who came to save her that day.

Qiao Yan ran down and saw Song Qiao busy in the kitchen, as if he had seen a ghost.

"Sister, what are you doing???"

"As you can see, I'm cooking."

"Can I order takeout?" Qiao Yan looked flattering.

"No." Song Qiao held the knife and said with a smile.

Qiao Yan was frightened, "Sister, who is that in the garden? Was she the one who saved us that day?"

"Well, it's her. In terms of closeness and distance, and the thin and negligible blood relationship, you should call her cousin. But I guess she doesn't like this title, so you should call her brother-in-law."

Qiao Yan nodded, "Oh...brother-in-law...brother-in-law???!!!" Her eyes widened and she almost roared.

Song Qiao paused slightly while chopping tomatoes, then looked sideways at Qiao Yan with a stern look, "What, do you have any objections?"

"No...no..." Qiao Yan quickly shook his head and fled quickly.

When they came to the garden, Qiao Yan walked up to Ye Ziqing and said, "Thank you for saving my sister and me that day." Her eyes were pure and full of gratitude.

Ye Ziqing put down the book and looked up at her with a calm expression, neither sad nor happy, "No, your sister has already thanked her."

She likes Song Qiao, but that doesn't mean she will think highly of Qiao Yan. The so-called distant relatives are just to silence some mediocre people. And this is not because Ye Ziqing has a cold attitude. She has always been like this. She has known Cen Hanyan for twenty years, and she has been like this.

"Um...are you really my brother-in-law? When did you get together?" Qiao Yan looked curious.

Ye Ziqing's fingers pinched the book slightly harder, with a strange look on her face, "Brother-in-law? Did she ask you to call me that?"

"Uh..." Qiao Yan couldn't say anything.

At the small door into the garden, Song Qiao was leaning, "So what? You can't live without dreams."

Ye Ziqing stood up, "Oh? Then what is your dream?"

"Sleep with you."

Qiao Yan: Sister, I am not yet a minor, please pay attention to your wording!

As if he noticed that Qiao Yan was still there, Song Qiao thought about his words, "Let me put it another way. I want to spend the night with you."