Prequel to the Master of Demonic Dao

"Use this sword," he stretched out the sword, patted his chest again, "and this body."

"Miss Qin, don't you know? My great-grandmother is a snake demon. My body is the body of the most yin. This sword, named 'Disaster', is my great-grandmother's relic. It is designed to absorb yin and resentment. I am more than you I am more qualified to own this ghost pill. I am a more ideal host, so I have the capital to reason with it. Miss Qin, why are you hesitating? What does this ghost pill bring you? It is nothing but endless pain and entanglement .Instead of complaining about others, it is better to teach each other, and each gets what he deserves."

Qin Qinglian said: "It turns out that you have been coveting ghost pills for a long time. You came to tell me Wen Lan's origin just to let me let him go? Then what did you say to Wen Lan? He died when he returned to Dafan Mountain ? Why didn't you just kill him?"

Xue Jia smiled and said: "Hehe, Miss Qin saw it. I just told him about you and Mr. Wei's life experience. He was ashamed. As for why he didn't kill him directly, it was not because Mr. Wen was afraid that Mrs. Qin would kill him because Mrs. Qin couldn't bear it." Just disagree."

Qin Qinglian said: "This way can cut off my way, Xue Zhi, you are really good at counting!"

Xue Zhi said: "Miss Qin, what you are afraid of is that you are afraid of killing Jiang Chuzhou, and I promise you not to kill him. Your young lady, Wei Changze, Jiang Fengmian, Yu Ziyuan, including me and Mr. Dan's formation time is not within the scope of its revenge. Other people, what friendship do you have with you? What does their life and death have to do with you?"

Qin Qinglian said with a wry smile: "What should I do, I think what you said is very reasonable."

Xue Chi said: "Of course, I've been thinking about this for two years. If I'm not sure, how dare I attack Mr. Wen's beloved? Miss Qin, you have been in Qishan for two years. Two years, even if it is a stone It’s also hot, everyone can see how Mr. Wen treats you, but what you don’t know is that every time you have a backlash, Mr. Wen will drink his blood for you, just because he has a certain relationship with Wen Liang. Although the blood relationship is not as good as Wen Lan's, it can be alleviated by one point. You must have never seen the scars on his body. He dare not let you find out, lest you think he is threatening to repay you... "

"After living two lifetimes, don't you still think about it? Now that there is such a solution that has the best of both worlds, what are you still hesitating about? Have you lived happily in the past two lifetimes? Is it easy for you to cultivate this physical body? Your miss, for This body of yours almost lost its cultivation, and it took more than two months to recover after going to Dafan Mountain for treatment. Do you have the heart not to cherish it? She destroyed the body of her senior brother Yanling Daoist for your wishes, but she Why did you still push you to Mr. Wen? Because she can't protect you anymore, because she admits Mr. Wen's deep affection for you. If the ghost pill stays on you, you can only live in pain for the rest of your life until your soul disappears perish."

Xue Chi pulled out the sword and slowly stretched it over Qin Qinglian's left chest. She didn't dodge, but her eyes were attracted by the black sword body again. The things in her body violently churned, roaring silently, wanting to break her chest out.Knowing that it would be more comfortable to pour out those things, it was painful.She clutched her chest, enduring the intense discomfort, panting heavily.

Xue Jia looked at her expression with satisfaction, and said: "Very well, look, your heart is loose, it has seen a more ideal host, and it is eager to try! Miss Qin, you will be relieved immediately!"

The word "Le" exited, and the sword had already pierced Qin Qinglian's collarbone, and the black energy on her body rose suddenly, and she couldn't wait to crawl towards Xue Zhi along the disaster.

The red light in Qin Qinglian's eyes flickered, flickering on and off, feeling that something was being stripped from her body, tearing her soul fiercely, and the black energy continuously crawled towards Xue Zhi and hid in his body.Xue Chi's eyes were red, and he stared fixedly at Qin Qinglian's face, with an evil smile hanging from the corner of his mouth.

Wen Ruohan saw this scene when he returned to Hanshe.He was startled, drew his sword and rushed up, Xue Jia glanced at him, not flustered, said: "Mr. Wen, you'd better not move."

Wen Ruohan also realized that things were not easy, he walked around behind Qin Qinglian with his sword in his hand, held her shoulders to prevent her from falling, and watched Xue Chi's every move.

The black energy on Qin Qinglian's body was gradually exhausted, a bright red bead slowly broke out from her forehead, flew to Xue Chi's forehead and stayed for a while, as if admiring its new host, and then threw it into his in the forehead.Xue Chi hooked his lips and pulled out his sword abruptly, Qin Qinglian fell softly into Wen Ruohan's arms.

Xue Chi knelt on the ground on one knee, supporting his body with his sword. The resentment he had just sucked in was churning in his body, stirring his internal organs. It seemed that he was familiarizing himself with the new environment and finding a comfortable place to settle down. Feeling good, his face and the corners of his mouth were trembling, and he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.

Wen Ruohan picked up Qin Qinglian and put her on the couch, touched her hemostasis point, went out of the room and closed the door, standing next to Xue Zhi and looking at him.

After being suppressed for a while, the resentment that was churning in his body subsided a little. Xue Chi stood up holding the sword, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and regained his smiling appearance, and said briskly: "Mr. Wen, Miss Qin is relieved!"

Wen Ruohan grabbed his collar and said coldly, "Why didn't you discuss it with me?"

Xue Jia smiled and said: "It's not for Mr. Wen. If I tell you, Miss Qin will think that you forcibly took her ghost pill, and maybe she will hate you. But now, it's entirely my own doing. She voluntarily gave the pill to you." I can't blame Mr. Wen. Besides, I said a lot of good things about Mr. Wen in front of Miss Qin, which is much better than telling her yourself, Mr. Wen, why don't you thank me soon? "

Wen Ruohan's subordinates increased their strength: "Don't play tricks with me, don't forget, your...is still in my hands."

Xue Chi said, "Don't dare."

Wen Ruohan let go of his hands, Xue Chi landed on the ground, rubbed his neck with a smile, straightened his collar, and looked like a dog again.He bowed to Wen Ruohan and said, "I won't disturb Mr. Wen's good deeds anymore. Mr. Wen is about to start a new chapter in his life. This subordinate will retire."

Qin Qinglian had a dream. She dreamed that when she was 17 years old, she met 14-year-old Wen Ruohan on the night of the Lantern Festival.Wen Ruohan followed her, chasing and chasing, shouting as he ran, "Sister, wait for me..." She didn't answer, but turned to look at him with a smile.Wen Ruohan couldn't catch up, so he stopped, stretched out his hand and shouted to her, "Sister, wait for me, when I grow up, I will marry you..."

Qin Qinglian thought it was funny, turned her head and continued to run, but bumped into a cold sword point, and met Wen Liang's face, the sword point sank into her chest, and she fell down slowly.Wen Ruohan chased after her and shouted in her ear: "Sister, I haven't grown up yet, don't die..."

Qin Qinglian didn't know how long she had been asleep in her sleep, and a deep male voice said next to her ear, "I've grown up, why don't you wake up?"

Qin Qinglian opened her eyes, everything in front of her eyes seemed like a lifetime ago, his face changed from blurry to clear, she smiled slightly, and said softly: "Wen Ruohan, I'm back."

When Wen Ruohan heard her words, he didn't feel hesitant, like a lover reunited in a lifetime, he felt agitated, threw himself on her body, buried his head in her neck, Qin Qinglian raised his hand and slowly placed it on his back, It feels damp on the neck, as if there are warm tears dripping there.

Qin Qinglian seemed a little abnormal today. When Wen Ruohan came back, he saw her laying out dishes, pushing a few dishes back and forth, as if trying to make them look better.Seeing him enter the door, she greeted him with a smile, took his hand, pulled him to the table and sat down.

These dishes are not the style of the past, the color and smell are a little strange, Wen Ruohan glanced at her: "Could it be you made it?" Qin Qinglian nodded vigorously, put some in his bowl, and looked at him expectantly .

Wen Ruohan put the dish into his mouth, chewed it carefully, without changing his expression, kept nodding his head and said, "Well, not bad!" Qin Qinglian was praised, happily took a little bit of it in his mouth, but immediately spit it out , threw herself into Wen Ruohan's arms, fists rained down on his chest, Wen Ruohan hugged her, and laughed loudly.

He has never smiled like this in his life. Before, his expression was not much, always cold and terribly gloomy. Occasionally, if he laughed, it could be summed up as a sinister smile, evil smile, or sneer, but he had never laughed so openly and without any scruples.

After dinner, Wen Ruohan handled official duties as usual, and a paper lantern was lit on the case.Under the lamp, his face revealed a gloomy and evil beauty, but fortunately, the dim light added a touch of warmth to his face.Suddenly it was dark beside him, and a soft and fragrant person leaned over.

Qin Qinglian didn't speak. In the past two years, he talked a lot and she talked less, so she got used to it.She silently ground the ink for him, then turned on the censer and added some incense powder.It has the taste of Hongxiu Tianxiang reading at night.

She had just taken a shower, her body still smelled of flowers, her hair was still a little wet, and she changed into a white dress, which made her complexion like snow, and her small and full lips were moist and bright red.She sat beside her, spread out a piece of paper, and picked up his pen to write. Her handwriting was vigorous and beautiful, with a strong character.Qin Sisi, a former famous prostitute of the Qinhuai River, is also proficient in all kinds of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. It has been a long time since she sat down to do these elegant things quietly and without any worries.

Wen Ruohan looked at her sideways. This was the person he had admired since childhood. She was beautiful, talented, elegant and elegant, and had her own bottom line and persistence.Such a good person, the person he had been chasing so hard, had been lost for many years, and he never thought that she would come back, but now she was sitting beside him, God still treated him kindly.As long as she is by his side, it is enough to comfort his scars in the past 30 years.

He was so soft-hearted that he had no interest in handling official duties.Close the official document, put her in his arms, and whisper in her ear: "You have me in your heart, right?"

Qin Qinglian nodded slightly, rubbing his ears together.

He sighed deeply: "It's been two years, and I finally got it." He hugged her tightly and kneaded vigorously, trying to rub her into his body.

Qin Qinglian didn't resist, he carried her into his bedroom as he did every time after a backlash attack, and put her gently on the couch.The difference is that this time he also got on the bed.

He covered her lips, pried open her teeth, sucked her fluid and taste, and reached into her clothes.Maybe his urgency reminded her of the gentle rage in her previous life, she suddenly trembled, and put her hands on her chest, trying to push him away.

Wen Ruohan let go of her lips, grabbed her hands, and said softly: "It's me, I'm Wen Ruohan. Look at me, I have liked your Wen Ruohan since I was a child."

Qin Qinglian opened his eyes, feeling a little dazed, and remembered the dream again. In the dream, they knew each other since they were young, and he promised to marry her when he grew up. She was stabbed by the bad guy and fell into a deep sleep for many years. Now that he has grown up, she is still the same as before.

Let this dream replace the previous ones, okay?Just live life willfully, okay?He has just grown up, she is not old yet, there is still time for everything.

Wen Ruohan obviously felt the person under him soften. He separated her hands, pressed them to the sides of her head, intertwined his fingers with her, and leaned over to kiss her again.From the forehead, eyes, lips, neck, earlobe, all the way down, it is extremely precious and gentle.

They finally faced each other frankly. His broad shoulders and strong chest muscles were right in front of her eyes. His lines were tough and graceful, exuding a strong and masculine aura. The strong visual impact made her face flush with shame and her breathing disordered.He suppressed the raging desire for her in his heart, and did not rush to the next step, but put his hands on her side to give her time to adapt.There is a slanted scar on his chest, which is shocking, and one can imagine how serious the injury was at that time.And his muscular arms were covered with small scratches. Although the one on the shoulder had already healed, it was obvious that a piece of flesh was missing at that time. It was bitten by her when she had the first backlash attack. On the arm, it was left by him cutting blood and feeding her.

She touched the scar on his chest and said, "Does it hurt?"

Wen Ruohan smiled disapprovingly: "It's been gone for a long time, it's not because you left behind, so you don't have to blame yourself."

Qin Qinglian said: "Be careful in the future, some people will feel distressed."

Wen Ruohan's eyes turned hot, and he said, "Okay."

He leaned down to kiss her again, she closed her eyes and met him, he wedged himself into her petite body, he had her completely now at last.He gently kneaded every inch of her skin, as if confirming that all of this was a dream, did she really come back?Did she really love him too?

In the lingering spring of Hanshe, Wen Ruohan's heart, which had been frozen for nearly 30 years, also opened up. The spring that belongs to Wen Ruohan has come. This frosty, cold-blooded Mr. Wen has tasted the taste of love.

one year later.

They have been together for a year, and Qin Qinglian's stomach still hasn't moved.

He touched her belly, bit her ear and said, "Give me a little Mr. Wen, please? Let him inherit the Wen family business in the future."

Qin Qinglian said: "No, you already have a son."

Wen Ruohan raised his upper body and looked at her: "Are you jealous?"

Qin Qinglian said: "I don't want to see their brothers killing each other in the future, father and son turning against each other, just like you and your father."

Wen Ruohan's face darkened.

Qin Qinglian said: "Listen to me, go back and see your wife more often, and accompany your son. Do you still remember that you said that your father neglected you and your mother in order to accompany his concubine? His hatred? Do you want this to happen again?"

Wen Ruohan put his head on her neck again, and said, "But, in my heart, you are my real wife."

Qin Qinglian was tickled by him, pretending to be angry and said: "It's nothing."

Wen Ruohan said: "It's because every time I want to marry you, you don't agree, okay? Don't tell me you still have a hand, and someday you will run away with me and the boy behind your back?"

During this year, Wen Ruohan begged her countless times to get married, held a big banquet, and invited various families to the wedding, but she refused all of them.

After a long silence, she suddenly said, "I don't want to enter Wen's house."

It turned out that she still had a heart, Wen Ruohan sighed, let her go, as long as she is by his side, but, they will be together forever without a name?When they die in the future, they cannot be buried together. There is no her name next to him in the genealogy, and there is no trace of being together.

He said again: "You don't want to have a son, so give me a daughter, okay? If you don't like the surname Wen, then I can take your surname."

Qin Qinglian didn't answer.

A year later, Qin Qinglian gave birth to a daughter named Qin Han.After the Sun Shooting Campaign, he escaped liquidation because he was smart and quick-witted, and his surname was not Wen.

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