The Big Devil vs. the Dark Villain

After the heroine quickly bandaged herself, she began to search the body.

Nan Zhiyi turned around and went back to the carriage. Looking at Qian Yujun who had an unhappy expression, she reached out and gently stroked his cheek, her eyes sparkling, as if asking for praise.

"Master Nan is a kind-hearted man who would save anyone." Qian Yujun dodged his hand without leaving a trace, still looking outside with his head tilted.

"Brother Yujun's affairs are my affairs, so I will naturally pay attention to them."

Nan Zhiyi said, ignoring his struggle, holding him in his arms, patting his back and soothing him softly, "I only like you, there is nothing to do with you, young man."

Although Qian Yujun was still somewhat unhappy in his heart, he stopped struggling and let him hold him.

I leaned my head on his shoulder and blinked my sore eyes.

Ah Yi, can I trust you?

"You can always trust me." Nan Zhiyi gently stroked Qian Yujun's head and added solemnly.

Just at this moment, the heroine had finished the search and walked in excitedly with the jade pendant in her hand.

He noticed two people leaning against each other, and the atmosphere felt a little strange, so he quickly stepped out and watched Master Lekong perform the ritual of salvation.

Nan Zhiyi blocked the entire carriage with a wave of his hand, loosened his arms around the other person, straightened him up, forehead to forehead, nose to nose, and stared at him.

Qian Yujun looked at the divine face so close to him, his Adam's apple rolled twice, and his breathing became tense.

The delusions hidden in the corner kept rolling and surging, overwhelming his mind.

He couldn't help but licking his dry lips, and pressed down on Nan Zhiyi's lips, rubbing and ravaging them gently.

Nan Zhiyi originally wanted to see if he had calmed down, but was caught off guard and kissed. She was flustered for a moment, then she slightly opened her lips and let the other party take over.

At first both of them were very gentle, but gradually they became fierce, wishing to plunder all of the other's breath and then add their own scent to it, determined to see who was the better of them.

Nan Zhiyi hissed coldly, raised his hand to touch his broken lips, and accused him with resentful eyes.

Qian Yujun touched his lips which were swollen and numb and glared at him.

"So you agree to spend time with me?"

"Ah."

Nan Zhiyi was so happy that she forgot herself and excitedly hugged Qian Yujun and started to bite him again.

Qian Yujun looked a little unhappy, but did not reject his intimacy.

While they were being so affectionate, they waited until Master Lekong finished his prayer and returned to the box.

The two of them sat side by side with their heads held high. It looked as if nothing had changed, yet as if something had changed.

Finally in the evening, the carriage arrived at a small town.

The town was empty, there was no one on the street, and the lights in every house were off.

No one answered the door when they knocked, so they had no choice but to go from house to house looking for a place to rest.

I heard shrill screams coming from the end of the long street in the distance, and I could only hear them clearly when I got closer.

"Son."

"Mrs. Bride."

"Sir, save me."

"Don't be afraid, bridesmaid, I'll be here soon."

On the dim long street, a group of vicious thugs were seen escorting a beautiful young woman wearing a Luoqun and a pearl hairpin on her head, and they were quickly heading towards the other end of the long street.

A young man wearing brocade clothes, holding a long sword and with a pendant on his waist was chasing behind him.

The woman was forcibly dragged away, but she did not forget to look back at the young man frequently. The young man had an anxious look on his face and kept chasing her from behind.

The two looked at each other affectionately and called each other's names miserably.

What a pair of ill-fated mandarin ducks.

As soon as the heroine saw it, she drew her sword and rushed over to help. Then the young man subdued the thief in a few moves and saved the poor woman.

The young man hurried over and pulled the woman up from the ground. He looked at her nervously, held her hand shyly, and asked, "Sister Xier, are you okay?"

"I'm fine. Thank you, Mr. Bai. You're so awesome." The woman shyly took the young man's hand, her face blushing.

The heroine stood by with a bloody sword in her hand, looking helpless as she retreated back to the team.

When they had almost finished talking to each other, he stepped forward and asked, "Are you two from this town? Do you know where we can rest?"

The young man shook his head and said, "I just arrived not long ago. I know where to rest. There is an inn here. Just turn right at the end of the long street."

The woman pulled the young man's sleeve, bowed slightly, and said shyly, "I am from the town, my family lives in a village on Shangjie, and I have some assets.

If you gentlemen and ladies don't mind, you can temporarily rest at my home."

The heroine looked at her warily and asked in a deep voice, "Since you are from the town, why were you abducted and no one came to rescue you?"

The woman lowered her head in shame and sobbed softly, "I am ashamed to say that my family originally started out as an escort agency, but after my father passed away, our family fell into decline.

I was often bullied by the local hooligans, who extorted money from my family, and I had no power to fight back. "

"Forget it, let's just stay in the inn. Thank you for your kindness, young lady." The heroine bowed.

He walked back and shook his head.

The young man whispered a few words to the woman, then came over to say goodbye and agreed to meet again tomorrow.

"It's a pity that the young man, with his sincere and chivalrous heart, saved a femme fatale, but ended up dying without a trace of his body.

Happy mother, happy mother, the first joy is to pay respect to the parents, the second joy is to enter the bridal chamber, the third joy is to carry the coffin together, the fourth joy is for everyone to taste it. "

Starry Sky Beast looked at the two people leaving together and sighed, shaking his head.

"Could he be the male protagonist as well?" Nan Zhiyi looked at the female protagonist meaningfully and communicated with the Star Beast using his consciousness.

“No, the male protagonist is his elder brother, a stargazer who is well-prepared.

He is the youngest son of the leader of the martial arts world. He is a simple, passionate and righteous person.

The original plot was quite sad here. Because of his death, the male protagonist misunderstood the female protagonist and thought that she killed his brother.

Love and hate are intertwined with all kinds of entanglements, betrayal, reconciliation, betrayal again, and reconciliation again.

And you don't even look at what he looks like, and what you look like." Starry Sky Beast said calmly, took a sip of water, and sighed comfortably, "Cool~"

The young man was not ugly, he could only be considered handsome. Compared with herself, this enchanting and wealthy flower, and the villain, the crazy and melancholy little prince, there was indeed a big gap.

Nan Zhiyi quickly figured it out and said nothing more. He followed them to the inn to check in.

The owners of the inn were a middle-aged couple. They seemed to have just had an argument and did not seem very happy to see several people coming. Their attitude was extremely cold.

After bringing the person to the house, he threw away the key and walked away.

"I told you this guy is different. He is chivalrous and kind-hearted. Why do you have to keep him alive?"

"What do you mean we won't let him go? He provoked Xi'er himself. We didn't do anything."