Villains? They all become yanderes after they turn evil

"Ok?"

The three consecutive questions confused Gu Changsheng, and his rapidly moving body paused slightly.

who are you?

I've only known you for one day, okay?

If you weren't the girl of destiny, I wouldn't want to bring you along with me...

"Master, Master." Perhaps sensing the tense atmosphere, Feng Jiuyou quickly shook his head, "I was too excited just now. Jiuyou will be very good and filial to you in the future."

"Ding! Feng Jiuyou, the girl of destiny, has emotional fluctuations. Congratulations to the host for obtaining 17000 destiny points!"

There was a flash of light in Gu Changsheng's eyes, and he continued to fly forward.

As long as he is not filial to death, it will be fine...

"Humph! I won't agree to this marriage!"

Holding tightly onto the corner of Gu Changsheng's clothes, Feng Jiuyou had a bit of resentment on her pretty face and was muttering in her heart.

In front, Gu Changsheng's right eye suddenly twitched inexplicably, and he felt as if he was offended.

Before the two of them walked far, the space in front of them fluctuated, and a beautiful face dressed in black with gold threads came into view, and a pair of milky white feet stepped in the air.

Her cheeks were cold and beautiful, her lips were bright and eye-catching, her neck was white and slender, and her chest was especially inflated and towering under the black palace skirt, revealing her icy and jade-like skin.

"Demon Lord."

Gu Changsheng raised his eyelids slightly, and shouted out involuntarily, with warmth in his eyes.

In his previous life, when he was repeatedly misunderstood by his master and others, Leng Qingqiu personally persuaded him to return to the demon clan many times. As she spoke, her phoenix eyes, which should have looked down on the world, became moist, and she often murmured the words "regret" and "shouldn't".

He understood, but he never hated Leng Qingqiu for choosing to send him to the Taichu Holy Land. A human living in the heartland of the demon clan for a long time would eventually bring her trouble.

She was also thinking about him.

"Longevity..."

Looking at that handsome face, Leng Qingqiu's red lips moved slightly up and down, and she subconsciously moved closer to Gu Changsheng. The sunlight sprinkled down like flowing wine cups, shining on the faces of the two, bright and beautiful.

"I regret."

She stared at Gu Changsheng's eyes closely, her expression extremely fragile, and stretched out a trembling jade hand towards Gu Changsheng's face.

She had no idea how many times she had said those two words.

It exists in reality and also in nightmares.

Whether before rebirth or now...

On the opposite side, Gu Changsheng frowned slightly.

He felt that the Demon Lord had changed a lot.

Before he could speak, a few strands of purple hair brushed his cheek, and Feng Jiuyou dodged in front of him, saying in an angry voice:

"What are you doing? Just speak, don't get close to my master."

Her master is unrivaled in the world, born in a royal family, pure and flawless, how could he allow these women from the lower world to molest him?

"???"

Leng Qingqiu's hand stopped in mid-air, and after a few seconds of stalemate, she retreated with a sigh. When her fist fell back, she glanced at the purple-haired woman lightly, and finally set her gaze on Gu Changsheng. Her pretty face showed some emotions that Gu Changsheng could not see clearly.

"Changsheng, what is this?"

This purple-haired girl gave her a very dangerous feeling!

"Feng Jiuyou." Smelling the special fragrance between his nostrils, Gu Changsheng lowered his eyes slightly and naturally pulled her behind him, "The disciple I just picked up."

"Picked it up!?"

When Feng Jiuyou heard this, he suddenly felt dissatisfied.

There was a faint light flickering in her beautiful eyes, as if she was an angry little civet cat staring ahead.

But with her master in front of her, she did not dare to be presumptuous. She just glanced at Leng Qingqiu repeatedly with an obscure look, hoping that she would take care of herself!

Otherwise, once she recovers, she can suppress it with a flip of her hand!

"apprentice?"

Leng Qingqiu looked at Feng Jiuyou meaningfully, and raised her charming eyes slightly.

Feng Jiuyou's reaction just now didn't seem like it should happen to a disciple, right?

However, she did not dwell on this matter. She just stepped forward and took Gu Changsheng's hand, her eyes filled with thousands of emotions, and said:

"Changsheng, don't go back to the Taichu Holy Land. Come back to Southern Border with me. I can make you the king of the demon clan."

When it comes to the three words "Great Demon God", the human race may only know his tremendous fighting power, his attainment of the pinnacle of enlightenment, his attacks on foreign lands, and so on.

But to her demon clan, in that era when the demon clan was declining and was oppressed and enslaved everywhere, he was undoubtedly a greater existence!

It has nothing to do with combat power or talent, it only has the spiritual will of the great demon god!

Although they are human, no demon dares to disrespect them!

"Bitch! How dare you touch my master's hand! Very good, very good! You have already received your death!"

At the same time, watching this scene, Feng Jiuyou's eyes suddenly widened, anger surged in his heart, and his pair of plump breasts kept rising and falling violently, as if suppressing great terror.

However, before Leng Qingqiu finished his words, the next second, a cold shout mixed with tremendous imperial power came overwhelming.

"Leng Qingqiu, Changsheng is my disciple. You have crossed the line!"

Before anyone arrived, the terrifying imperial power had already blocked off the entire space.

The extreme coldness made it difficult to breathe.

"Yao Yue, you really are haunting me!"

Hearing this annoying voice, Leng Qingqiu's brows suddenly furrowed, and a surge of imperial energy rose up from her delicate body.

In an instant, bursts of explosions erupted in the sky, and even the space was distorted and deformed under the two imperial powers.

"Changsheng, come to your side."

As soon as she showed up, Yao Yue's eyes were fixed on the two people's holding hands, and a layer of frost suddenly covered her pretty face.

Gu Changsheng listened to it with a calm expression and did not move...

Three breaths!

Sixty breaths!

The atmosphere gradually froze, the light in Yao Yue's eyes dimmed quickly, and she clenched her palms tightly with her ten fingers to ease the pain in her heart.

Changsheng really didn't listen to her. He would rather be led by that bitch and stand against her than go back to her. But what kind of good thing was that bitch!

Leng Qingqiu plotted against him!

"Hehe, Yaoyue, look, Changsheng doesn't want to pay attention to you at all."

"He has inherited the Great Demon God's legacy. When he returns to the Demon Clan, he will be the emperor of our Demon Clan. You are no longer worthy of being his master."

On the other side, Leng Qingqiu, who was cautious at the beginning, suddenly became confident and laughed without showing any weakness.

Just now, she was really afraid that with Gu Changsheng's loyal and righteous character, he would go back to Yao Yue and try to save them.

Now it seems that Changsheng has really figured it out.

After all, the gears of fate favor Leng Qingqiu. If she starts over again in her life, she can also be the goddess belonging to Gu Changsheng, and she can also give everything for Gu Changsheng.

"Changsheng, you..."

Yao Yue's heart trembled, and she raised her eyes to cast a questioning look at Gu Changsheng, with a more fragile look in her eyes.

But when Gu Changsheng met those weak and helpless eyes, his eyes did not show a single ripple, and his face was even more indifferent and calm. He directly interrupted Yao Yue's words, glanced at Yao Yue and said softly:

"There is a girl who is still waiting for me. I have to go back. I should be able to come to the Demon Tribe soon."

"You can't send me away again then."

Why are they still pretending to be so affectionate now? This drama has been repeated many times in the previous life, and he chose to believe them every time, but what about them?

Distrust again and again...

He really didn't want to experience that unforgettable feeling again.

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Picture of Demon Lord Leng Qingqiu.