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

"Did you come to Tianyuan World because you heard Han Yun say I was here?"

At this time, Meng Lingyu had woken up on Song Qiao's bed, and the two were chatting.

"Yeah, let's talk about cooperation by the way." Meng Lingyu responded to Song Qiao's words while touching Song Qiao.

Snapped.

After patting off Meng Lingyu's claws, Song Qiao continued to ask: "What you told Yun Shang before was that you would join forces with her to kill Satan. Is it true?"

"Yun Shang? Are you so familiar with her?" Meng Lingyu's focus is always different from ordinary people's.

"Meng Lingyu!" Song Qiao grabbed a hand again and roared.

"Okay, I do want to join forces with her, but it's just an excuse. I originally wanted to use the Demon Palace to find you, but now I have found you. Whether I can help her or not depends on my mood." Meng Lingyu said Rubbing Song Qiao's collarbone.

When Song Qiao heard what she said, she couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief. She didn't want Meng Lingyu to go find Satan. The success rate was too low and it wasn't worth it. Meng Lingyu's arrival will give her a great boost. After all, he is a strong man comparable to the Demon Lord. Although he will be suppressed in the Tianyuan world, he is also among the top people.

Just as he was thinking about it, Song Qiao's breathing became heavier and he bit Meng Lingyu's neck angrily.

"Can you..." Before she could finish her words, Meng Lingyu stopped her.

After another lingering moment, Song Qiao lay on the bed, too lazy to move.

Meng Lingyu sat on her waist and looked at the gorgeous flowers on the back of her neck.

"This has never happened before..." She murmured softly, touching the beautiful flower with her fingers.

Song Qiao's voice was muffled, "Si Qing left it to me."

After a pause in the caressing, Meng Lingyu narrowed his eyes. If it had been before, Song Qiao would never have mentioned anyone else in bed.

She was so jealous that she wanted to get rid of the flower immediately, but she could only hold back. Why should she be angry with a dead person...

"How much do you know about the forces in the Tianyuan world?" Song Qiao suddenly asked.

"Huh? I roughly know." Meng Lingyu replied, but his eyes were still fixed on the flower.

"I joined the Xuantian Sect and am now Yu Zhi's apprentice."

"Ah? Aren't you a saint from the Demon Palace?" Meng Lingyu couldn't help but move and curled up his toes.

Song Qiao tried hard to ignore the strangeness on his back, "Double-sided agent..."

"I see... Is there anything... how can I help you?" Meng Lingyu's voice became softer and intermittent.

"When you get out of the Demon Palace... play a play with me... help me collect... collect some things..." Song Qiao's fingers gradually tightened on the pillow.

After a while, Meng Lingyu stopped talking. The pearl beside the bed emitted a soft light and hit the wall, its shadow swaying.

The shadow's hair fell a little as the owner raised his head, and the raised neck and chin created a beautiful arc. Song Qiao's originally fair back was slightly red, and under the soft light of the pearl, it vaguely reflected an ambiguous light, like water lines or broken light.

His shoulders were clasped, and Song Qiao heard a suppressed groan.

The back was soft against her, and she heard Meng Lingyu's hoarse voice ringing in her ears: "Are you going back to Xuantian Sect?"

"Ah."

"I want to go with you..."

Song Qiao chuckled, "In what capacity?"

"Your Taoist companion."

Taoist couple... Song Qiao sighed, "No, I have plans and I can't get married to you for the time being."

"When can it be done?" Meng Lingyu bit her ear gently.

"Wait until my plan is completed." Song Qiao replied lazily.

"You scumbag, you didn't admit it even after you slept." Meng Lingyu said angrily.

His eyelids were a little heavy, Song Qiao shook his head, "Go down... I'm sleepy..."

In the Demon Lord's study room, Lan Shan had a strange expression. "Your Majesty...haven't they come out yet?"

Demon Lord's expression was also very strange. She coughed lightly, "Not yet..."

The two looked at each other and sighed, "Is it true that Song Qiao won't be squeezed out by her?" Lan Shan couldn't help but worry.

"Probably not..." Demon Lord answered without any confidence.

Three days have passed. According to what Song Qiao said before, it is not easy for her to leave the Xuantian Sect. She must rush back as soon as possible, otherwise it is difficult to guarantee that Yu Zhi will come out to find her.

Just as he was worried, Demon Lord noticed the movement and left the study with Lan Shan.

As soon as she left, she saw Song Qiao and Meng Lingyu walking out of her dormitory.

Seeing the scene where they came out together, both Demon Lord and Lan Shan couldn't help but be stunned for a moment. Without him, I think it's a bit fitting.

One black and one red, both are stunning. Song Qiao was hugged by Meng Lingyu, looking weak and weak. Of course, seeing the marks all over Meng Lingyu's neck, it's not certain who will serve whom between the two...

"Ahem... that..." Demon Lord didn't know what to say for a moment. She had never encountered such a weird thing in all the years she had been in charge of the Demon Palace.

Meng Lingyu didn't feel any embarrassment at all, "Song Qiao served her very well. I like her very much. I have no objection to the marriage. From today on, she is my fiancée."

The hands hidden behind his back tightly twisted Meng Lingyu's waist, while Song Qiao kept a calm smile on his face.

Lanshan frowned, trying to find a trace of displeasure and resistance on Song Qiao's face, but no, there was no emotion on that person's face.

"As long as you like it, she still has a mission to do. How about I ask Lan Shan to take you to familiarize yourself with the Tianyuan world..." As soon as the Demon Lord's suggestion was made, it was rejected by Meng Lingyu.

"I have a better plan."

After talking about his plan, Meng Lingyu smiled slightly at the Demon Lord, "Now, please Demon Lord, please remove the curse mark on my fiancée."

The Demon Lord raised his eyebrows and made a seal with his hand. The cinnabar mole between Song Qiao's eyebrows shattered and disappeared. The feeling of being restrained and monitored disappeared. Song Qiao's face showed no change, but he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

After leaving the Demon Realm, Meng Lingyu couldn't help but lick her lips when she saw Song Qiao's appearance after taking the Ninth Grade Transformation Pill. She leaned close to Song Qiao's ear and said, "Otherwise, we'll be leaving another day late?"

Song Qiao kicked her calf and rolled his eyes, "Not enough? Are you going to die on the bed?"

Meng Lingyu smiled happily and hugged her tightly, "I am a high god and will not die in bed."

"I can, but I haven't become a god yet!" Song Qiao pushed her face.

Meng Lingyu kissed Song Qiao's palm and said, "The way you are now is really painful... Why do you think you are like this? It feels like you will break if you exert even the slightest force."

There was another sentence that Meng Lingyu couldn't bear to say out loud, for fear of being kicked off the boat by Song Qiao.

That is, it is particularly easy to arouse people's desire for destruction, to do violence to her, to see her cry, to see her begging unbearably.

"If you say that again, I'll kill you!" Song Qiao gritted his teeth.

Meng Lingyu's eyes lit up when he heard her threat, he grabbed her hand and put it on his neck, "Come on, use force. Choke me to death."

Get out! Damn pervert! ! !

Song Qiao pushed Meng Lingyu away, clenched her fists, and chased her with a hammer.

During the fight, Feizhou arrived at its destination.

Wuji Dynasty, outside Shengjing.

It had been ten days since she left to attend the auction here. She was going to be hunted by the demons here, and she summoned senior sister Chu Yi to come to the rescue. Under the witness of Chu Yi, the demon descended, and Meng Lingyu successfully stopped her.

In this way, Meng Lingyu could get involved with Song Qiao and successfully enter Xuantian Sect as a guest.