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

In this world, Song Qiao’s family.

The puppet Song Qiao in the bathroom had just taken off her clothes when ripples appeared on the wall. The next second, a woman who looked exactly like her walked out of it, oh no, more refined than her.

Song Qiao looked at the puppet in front of him and whistled, "Nice figure."

[You are the first predator to tease your own clone, which makes me unable to scold you. 】

"Tsk, am I bothering you by praising myself?"

Just when Song Qiao and the system were fighting each other, the puppet clone turned into a stream of light and disappeared. The stand-in doll returned to the system warehouse, and Song Qiao accepted the memories of the time he left.

Only ten days have passed!

She has spent ten years in the small plane, but only ten days have passed in the main plane!

Most of the time it was normal. The only trial attack was repulsed and several people were killed. After that, the people in the dark calmed down, and I don't know if they were planning the next assassination or setting up some kind of plot.

A coldness flashed in Song Qiao's eyes, but she didn't say anything. She took a shower casually, dried her hair in the bathroom, and then walked out.

As soon as he took two steps out of the bathroom, Song Qiao stopped and stared out the window. Directly opposite, on the outdoor balcony, squatted a black man with only one pair of pure white eyes and a little black pupil in the middle. He looked at Song Qiao and smiled with sharp teeth!

Before it pounced, Song Qiao had already rushed over. At the same time, her palms ignited with flames and she pressed hard on the monster's head. The two of them flew out of the balcony and landed. The monster lifted its foot and Song Qiao ducked away. Separating in an instant, she led the monster away from the villa and ran towards the forest park not far away!

brush!

In the dense forest, the long knife formed by flames actually cut through the wind and passed through the monster's arm, emitting a burst of white smoke, but that was all!

"Roar!! Human! I'm going to eat you!!" The moonlight fell on the monster through the leaves. Only then did Song Qiao see it clearly. Its upright limbs, a tail swinging behind it, and its body was covered with green Black scales, facial features blurred, full of wildness.

After it roared, the demonic aura on its body suddenly increased, and Song Qiao was shocked. This guy was even more powerful than the dragon he met when eating with Ye Ziqing that day!

She just takes a shower! Why is there a big monster trying to eat people for no reason! ! !

What a bad fate!

There is always a trace of strange black and red power wrapped around the demon's body. This is the reason why it is stronger than that dragon!

There were no less than a hundred moves to fight in an instant. Although Song Qiao could injure the monster, its recovery power was really terrifying! Even the Red Lotus Karmic Fire is linked to the user's strength. Her soul has been used to nourish the body, and she is not strong enough to kill this monster!

boom! The giant claw collided with the plain white human palm. Song Qiao took ten steps back, his breath surging.

During the battle, a silver-white arrow pierced the night sky, trailing light like a comet and arriving in an instant! The arrow hit the big demon hard, nailed it in the abdomen, knocked it away, and broke a dozen trees before stopping!

Song Qiao jumped up and stood on the tree, avoiding the tree trunk thrown by the big demon. Only a piercing roar was heard, and the big demon transformed into a weird body, which turned out to be a blue-black pangolin!

A woman holding a silver-white long bow descended from the sky. Her hair was as long as ink. She stood floating on the treetops. She raised her hand and raised the bow, and shot out another arrow!

There were wounds on the pangolin's body, abdomen and hind legs, which were constantly corroding and bleeding. It glanced resentfully at the woman on the treetop, and a blood-red light flew out of its eyes, striking hard and flying towards the pangolin. On the arrows, the smoke dispersed, and the pangolin disappeared, leaving only a small mound of soil that was not too big.

Song Qiao looked up from the branch, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

The woman was not absolutely beautiful, but she was very charming. She held a bow in one hand and stood on the treetops, as misty as the wind. The moonlight shone on her face, adding a touch of mystery to her.

In the eyes of that woman, Song Qiao was much weirder at this time.

In the middle of the night, she was wearing a burgundy silk nightgown, still slit up to her thighs. She was standing on a branch with bare feet, her delicate, palm-sized face hidden in the shadow of the leaves, and her long, slightly curly hair reaching her waist.

A beautiful, charming, and dangerous woman.

A gust of wind blew by, blowing the hem of Song Qiao's skirt, revealing her looming white thighs.

The woman on the treetop cast her eyes lightly on the legs, and then moved to Song Qiao's face.

"Aren't you going to say something about the trouble you caused?" Song Qiao looked at her with a half-smile.

"Feng Yi, the Central Special Operations Team, was ordered to arrest Class C demons." She spoke, her voice was human-like, vague and casual, even her name was the same.

Level C, demon.

These two words together give one a toothache. "In that case, I won't waste Miss Feng's time to catch the monster." Song Qiao smiled, looking careless.

Feng Yi gave her a strange look and didn't mind her concealing her identity. Maybe it didn't matter to her whether she concealed her identity or not. She wanted to know everything at any time. She put her finger to her lips, whistled, and heard the cry of an eagle in the sky. A Haidongqing with wings spread half a meter long flew over. Feng Yi raised his hand and grabbed Haidongqing's paw, and then gave it a thumbs up. 's departure.

Song Qiao twitched the corner of her mouth, she would not be envious and jealous of such an exaggerated and domineering way of leaving the scene! ! !

Poor Song Qiao Song, Ms. Song, had to run home barefoot.

In the villa, Song Qiao first called Ye Ziqing, but as expected he couldn't get through. The promised one week was exceeded by three days. Song Qiao was worried, but she didn't know exactly where Ye Ziqing was. She only heard her briefly mention that she went to a certain pharaoh's tomb.

She had no idea where the mausoleum was, how to get in, or what the dangers were.

Now she can only believe that Ye Ziqing will return safely. After all, in her previous life, Ye Ziqing was alive and well until her death. It is impossible that Ye Ziqing will die within a month of being reborn. The butterfly effect does not have such a possibility. .

After rutting for a while, Song Qiao felt a little sleepy. Her spirit was indeed very tired, and she did not stop the sleepiness. She fell on the bed and fell into a deep sleep.

After she fell asleep, Feng Yi did not chase the pangolin, but came to the Xiahai City Special Operations Center. The road was smooth and she went straight to Ling Xiao's office.

In the office, Ling Xiao yawned and lay on the chair, playing a game with both hands, "What kind of wind brought you here? I only have instant noodles here. If you're hungry, you can eat it yourself."

Feng Yi ignored her, "Xin Xin came to Xia Hai."

"Fuck! Cover him!! Big move! Control the big move!!" Ling Xiao cursed angrily.

"Oh, did you catch it?"

"No, let it run away." Feng Yi stood behind Ling Xiao and pushed open the iron snack cabinet. Inside was a row of paper documents. She found the one with the closest date number, opened it, and started looking through it.

The crystal exploded. Ling Xiao threw the phone on the table angrily and turned his chair. "You don't have to go to the Three Treasures Palace for anything. You want me to help you? How do you calculate the reward?"

"We are all working together, why do this?" Feng Yi said leisurely, staring at the photos in the file.

Ling Xiao glanced at the file number, "Have you seen it?"

"Ah."

"how do you feel?"

"Quite coquettish."

Ling Xiao looked strange and looked Feng Yi up and down, "Has your body been taken away? Or did she seduce you? Shen Gong Feng Yi also uses the word coquettish to describe others?"

Feng Yi closed the document and put it in the cabinet, "It's just a feeling, a bit unseemly."