The Big Devil vs. the Dark Villain

The light dishes that he could eat, such as smooth meat, glutinous rice, and four-happiness meatballs, were placed in front of him.

Qian Yujun bit the chopsticks, stared at him resentfully, and picked at the food in front of him from time to time, occasionally picking up and biting it viciously.

"Why, I don't know who was ungrateful yesterday, but today you blame me. You are so hypocritical."

"I am just being hypocritical. What do you want, Master Nangong? Do you want to punish me?"

Nan Zhiyi rolled her eyes, picked up a piece of smooth meat and threw it into his bowl, "Eat it quickly, you probably won't be able to eat something this fresh and delicious later."

What kind of punishment is that? He doesn't love his wife, so he bullies her every day to drive her away? You are sick.

Qian Yujun felt that he was becoming more and more unbridled in his indulgence and pampering, "No, I want you to feed me."

"Okay, my little ancestor." Nan Zhiyi said as he grabbed his waist, held him in his arms, and fed him with a spoon.

Qian Yujun blushed and struggled to get up, but Nan Zhiyi held him down, "Don't move, or I can't guarantee that I can still sympathize with you."

Qian Yujun felt a weapon pointed at him and froze in place instantly. He didn't dare to move at all and just obediently followed him to eat.

Isn't this guy an animal? He has endless energy.

"Tell me, are you teasing me in your heart again?"

"Ah... I don't have any." Qian Yujun ate the slightly cold food in front of him in one gulp, trying to cover up his mistake, while looking at him cautiously.

A smooth jawline, sexy red lips, and sharp, slightly upturned almond-shaped eyes.

When he doesn't smile, he is cold and domineering; when he smiles, he makes people feel like a spring breeze; when he is being naughty, he is like the devil in the dark night; when he seduces people, he is as captivating as a goblin, making people... unable to stop.

Thinking about it, the scene of yesterday kept rolling in his mind. His face turned red with shame and he felt a little hot. He didn't dare to look at him anymore.

Nan Zhiyi looked at his silly look and wanted to tease him. "You said you didn't have anything, but what did you eat just now?"

"Four Joy Meatballs." Qian Yujun looked up and said in confusion. Suddenly he realized that the taste in his mouth was wrong.

"My dear, these are coriander meatballs." Nan Zhiyi tapped his forehead lovingly and fed him while eating elegantly.

"Master Nan... don't call me by my nickname anymore." Qian Yujun listened to his deep, pleasant and magnetic voice. His breathing became heavier out of shame and anger, and his chest heaved violently.

Nan Zhiyi was afraid that the man would be too teased and ignore her, so she stopped immediately. "You don't have to call me the Sect Master anymore. Just call me by my name. You should know that."

"Then can I call you Ayi?"

"You can call me husband if you want."

"Not serious."

"You just found out!"

The two were flirting with each other, and in the blink of an eye, it was past noon. The sky suddenly darkened and was covered with dark clouds.

The village chief's mansion was quiet at this time. The elderly village chief was leaning on his walking stick and looking at the sycamore tree at the entrance of the village which was hung with red silk.

It is rumored that a long time ago, this world had gods and immortal cultivators, but at some point the gods disappeared from this world and the path to immortal cultivation was cut off.

The practitioners also disappeared from everyone's sight, leaving only martial arts. Nowadays, only one in ten martial arts remain, and only those big sects still have some martial arts secrets left.

For other people, practicing martial arts is just to strengthen their bodies.

It is rumored that there are secret manuals of peerless martial arts preserved in the Soul-Breaking Ridge, but unfortunately, only ten people have been able to get out of it so far.

The Ten Thousand Evils Formation is the fragment of the martial arts secret manual that the ancestor found in the Soul-Breaking Ridge.

"Am, the person is here." The woman wearing the green ghost mask, followed by a group of guards, brought in a girl with a better-looking face and pushed her to the ground.

A middle-aged woman with gray hair stumbled behind them. "Please, Chief, let Xiao He go. She has just come of age and is still a child who knows nothing."

The village chief lowered his head, stretched out his old hand, pinched the little girl's jaw and looked at her, "Tsk tsk, look at this pretty face, it must be easy to seduce prey.

She is already of age, not young anymore, and there is a vacancy in Xier's place, so let her take it!"

"Master Patriarch, please, our family already has a girl named Xier. If there is another one, there will be no one left."

"Please, let her go?" When the woman heard her words, she kowtowed and begged in panic.

"Old Zhao, this is not my fault. Your daughters are all so pretty. They were chosen by Him, so I just followed the rules!"

The little girl looked at her angrily and spat at her with disdain, "Bah, you half-human, half-ghost thing, don't even think about using me to threaten your mother.

Mother, run away and don't ask her to do anything. This bastard is a demon and has never thought of letting us go."

As she said that, the little girl bit her hard. The village chief slapped the girl to the ground, kicked her a few times angrily, and looked at them with cold eyes.

"The little girl has a sharp tongue, but I wonder if your heart is just as hard. Catch her mother and punish her with a needle."

"Yes." The guard said as he grabbed the woman and lifted her up in front of the girl, stabbing her fingers again and again with the long shoemaking needle.

"Ah ah ah ah..."

A shrill scream was heard, and the little girl was grabbed by her hair. She watched with red eyes as her mother's finger clips became bloody and were then pried open one by one.

Silently crying and shouting.

At this time, the woman also clearly realized that this old hag would not let her family go. She endured the pain and looked at her only child with affection in her eyes.

"Xiao He, it's... it's your mother who has let you and Xiao Jue down. I shouldn't have listened to the slander and left that place where people are eaten without leaving any bones.

And...and brought you into an even more horrible hell.

If there is an afterlife, I hope we will never meet again. Mother has gone first."

The woman bit her tongue and committed suicide as she spoke. The light in the girl's eyes dimmed instantly, and tears of blood flowed out. She struggled and crawled towards the woman's body regardless of anything.

"Tsk tsk, little girl, as long as you behave yourself, your mother will not die." The green ghost woman stepped forward and patted her face playfully, with interest in her eyes.

She has seen enough of this kind of drama.

"Live well, maybe you can avenge your mother someday." After saying this, she stood up casually, blew on her fingers, and looked at the little girl who was struggling in pain with sarcasm.

The little girl said nothing silently, but reached out and stroked the woman's weather-frost face. When they were caught off guard, she bit her tongue and committed suicide.

The village chief felt that the girl's breath was gone, and he was instantly furious, "Damn bitch, how dare you want to destroy my ceremony. Yuanyuan, be good, go find a replacement girl for Am immediately."

She looked at the woman with a faint smile, her eyes filled with malicious calculation.