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

The pink gas filled the air and completely covered Song Qiao. In the gas, Song Qiao's sight was blocked, but she did not show any uneasiness. The psychedelic student quietly approached Song Qiao's back. He noticed the woman's rapid breathing, and his smile became more and more obscene.

"No one can go out sober in my happy place, little beauty, my brother is here to love you~" He stretched out his hand and hugged Song Qiao.

The tentacles were very smooth. The psychedelic student looked carefully and saw that there was some kind of beauty in his arms. It turned out to be a man covered in blood and with a distorted face!

"Ah!!" Frightened, the psychedelic student screamed.

Outside the pink gas, the demon cultivators heard only the shouts of the psychedelic students, and they all burst out laughing, "It's a little too intense! Leave some soup for us!!"

brush!

From the gas, a round object flew out and landed at the feet of the man who had laughed the loudest just now.

He subconsciously looked down and met the dead fish eyes of the psychedelic creature.

That turned out to be the head of a psychedelic student!

A gust of wind blew by, and the pink gas dissipated. Song Qiao still stood in place. Her fingers moved slightly, and transparent silk threads flew out, penetrating the chests of the people who had uttered wild words before. The transparent silk threads were instantly dyed red with blood. They His body shriveled up quickly.

Soon, only a few skeletons with skin clinging to their bones were left on the ground.

In the silence, the demon cultivators looked at the stunning woman in red standing on the road. They looked at the charming and faint smile that slowly appeared on her face, and for the first time they felt the fear that made their scalp numb.

Such an evil way of killing is even more demonic than a demonic cultivator! ! How terrible! ! !

Whoosh! ! ! A group of people descended from the sky and landed opposite Song Qiao. Those people all wore masks on their faces and had a terrifying aura. They had long knives on their waists and wore uniform black robes.

The leader turned out to be a woman, and she was a very hot woman.

There are even fewer beauties among the girls in the magic cultivator, but the one leading the team at this time is rare and very beautiful. She has long hair tied into a ponytail, wearing a tight black short shirt, with a part of her snow-white waist exposed, and the expression on her face is very cold. , the contrast is extremely strong.

Her cold eyes glanced around, "If you gather for more than a moment without any reason, you will be jailed for three days."

Boom, in an instant, the surrounding demon cultivators dispersed.

She looked at Song Qiao again, her eyes becoming colder.

"Private fights are prohibited in the Magic City. You can go to the stage of life and death for a decisive battle. Anyone who violates the commandments will be whipped ten times and imprisoned for seven days."

Song Qiao's smile remained unchanged, he raised his hand, with a black token in his palm, writing to Qi Sha Palace, "The points can be used to offset the punishment."

"Follow me." The woman left a message, turned around and walked in the other direction.

Before leaving, she said to the people behind her: "Close the team."

On the way to the main hall of the law enforcement team, Song Qiao didn't stop talking. She followed the woman very attentively.

"What do you call me sister? My name is Song Qiao."

"Lan Shan." The woman replied succinctly.

"What a good name. Sister, I'm new to the Demon Palace and I don't know the rules. Can you teach me?" Song Qiao's voice was already very pleasant, but now she spoke softly and looked more like a fairy than a witch.

Lanshan frowned slightly, "Is there a magic crystal?"

"Yes~" Song Qiao had done tasks before, killing people and grabbing treasures. His pockets were short of everything except money.

"Buy a piece of land first, and then build a house by yourself. The closer the land is to the Holy Mountain, the more expensive it is, and the more points are needed. There are specific rules in the Points Hall. You can go and see for yourself." Lan Shan rarely said so much. If so, she herself was a little surprised.

Song Qiao nodded and looked at the Holy Mountain not far away. Halfway up the mountain, it was obscured by clouds and fog, making it difficult to see what was going on above.

Soon she arrived at the Law Enforcement Hall, where she could vaguely smell the smell of blood. She followed Lan Shan into a room. Song Qiao handed over her token. After a while, her points were deducted by 500.

"It's really expensive..." Song Qiao muttered.

"If you didn't kill people, there would be a lot less." Lan Shan said lightly.

After the points were deducted, Song Qiao did not leave. She looked at Lanshan with a half-smile, "Then what do I need to do next? Hall Master Lanshan."

The master of the Demon City Law Enforcement Hall, a powerful man at the level of an Immortal Lord! If he were released, he could become the master of a continent!

Zhongzhou Continent is divided into nineteen continents according to their size and specificity. The Demon Palace has branches in each continent, and is in charge of the life and death of the demon cultivators in the Demon Palace in one continent. It is quite powerful!

The so-called hall masters like Xiao Kun who were made local emperors in Huaishang were only the weakest ones, and they were assigned outside Zhongzhou, which was completely a redistribution.

The Demon City Law Enforcement Hall is directly responsible to the Demon Lord, the master of the four halls, and treats him very politely.

Such a powerful minister, a confidant of the Demon Lord, personally took action because Song Qiao killed someone in the street. It was strange no matter how you looked at it.

Lan Shan was not surprised that Song Qiao recognized him. It would be most ridiculous if he could not recognize him.

She looked at Song Qiao and raised her lips slightly with a smile. The smile at this time was more in line with her dress.

"Being able to get 20,000 points in just one month is enough to prove that you are an out-and-out genius. I will give you a chance to soar into the sky, as long as you can prove that you are a pure demon."

Song Qiao raised her eyebrows slightly and looked at Lan Shan, "I'm very happy."

Song Qiao never expected that he would be taken to the Holy Mountain as soon as he arrived in the Magic City. The Holy Mountain prohibits wind control, sword control, and any flying magic weapon. You can only walk on foot. Of course, people who cultivate immortality can walk much faster than ordinary people. Any acceleration will produce afterimages.

Lan Shan took Song Qiao to a hot spring halfway up the mountain.

There was only an old woman guarding the place. She had white hair and was sitting on a lounge chair, humming ancient songs. Song Qiao glanced at her and realized that he couldn't see through the opponent's strength. What kind of peerless master was he?

Lan Shan glanced at the surprised Song Qiao, "She is a mortal."

"Eh????" Song Qiao's eyes widened.

"How is it possible? How can a mortal live in the Demon Realm?!" she exclaimed.

"She offended someone and was fed the elixir of life, so she can live in the Demon Realm as a mortal. Your Majesty saw her as pitiful and allowed her to live in the Holy Mountain."

Although Lan Shan said it warmly, Song Qiao would not believe that the Demon Lord was really a good person.

He was just a stranger, so Song Qiao didn't care. She followed Lan Shan and walked inside for a while until she saw the hot spring.

The black water is calm and calm, like a pure piece of obsidian.

"Let me see the level of your demon species." Lan Shan said with a smile to Song Qiao, but his eyes were cold.

This sentence should be changed to, let me see who you are and whether you are an undercover agent sent by the Immortal Alliance.

Song Qiao put his hands on his belt and winked at Lanshan, "Would you like to take off your clothes?"

"Whatever." Lan Shan retracted his smile.

"Then take off your outer robe. This robe was given by a friend. I feel bad if it is damaged." Song Qiao said casually, taking off the belt with his fingers, and the outer robe fell gently to the ground.

Wearing a white undershirt, she stepped into the hot spring. Her body quickly sank and was swallowed by the black water.