After being dressed as a villain, the hero fell in love with him

The surrounding area was in a mess, the trees were blown apart by the huge spiritual power collision just now, and fell to the side, the branches and leaves were scattered all over the ground, and the traces of the wind-type spiritual power cutting on them were extremely clear.

Jian Ning was led by Mo Lan to stand in the air, lowered her head and glanced around, and suddenly felt her forehead jump up.

In this case, if he said that he didn't do anything, would his credibility... be high?

"Ruo Mian."

Mo Lan hugged Jian Ning's waist tightly with one hand, frowned slightly, looked down at Jian Ning carefully, "I'm hurt."

Mo Lan had just returned from Leihuo Peak, so he finally didn't let Immortal Fengling continue to stare at him, but as soon as he returned, he found that the room was empty and no one was there, so he left a barrier to pretend, and even Immortal Jingchen I don't know where the person went.

It didn't take long after that to find out that the abnormal spiritual energy collided here, and it was still the spiritual energy of the wind system. When I came to have a look, it was indeed Ruomian.

Mo Lan's gaze fell on the slightly bright red corners of Jian Ning's lips, and her face became more and more gloomy.

"Alan." Jian Ning bit her lip, avoiding Mo Lan's gaze, and looked at the young man.

The young man was wearing a wide cloak, standing on the other side, looking at them for a moment, his face finally changed slightly, his eyes were dark, and the wind energy around him was surging, and he murmured, "It's finally here!" .

Jian Ning couldn't guess who this person was, but if she was strong, she definitely didn't run away. Jian Ning rubbed the corner of her lips with the back of her hand, wiped off the blood indiscriminately, and reminded Mo Lan, "Alan, that person, be careful .”

"ridiculous."

The young man stared at the two of them, his face so calm that it was almost a little stiff. With a wave of his hand, the huge wind blades gathered instantly.

"Go to hell!" The young man shouted loudly, and the wind blade aimed at

Mo Lan rushed straight.

The vast aura fluctuates, and his strength is no less than that of his peak in the previous life, Jian Ning opened his eyes wide.

Mo Lan's face was slightly cold, and when the wind blade approached, he still did not rush. A soil wall appeared out of thin air, and the cage blocked them.

Immediately afterwards, purple lightning fell from the sky!

"Only you dare to speak big words." Mo Lan sneered.

"Is it a lie, you will know when you die!"

The young man lowered his face, snorted coldly, and quickly avoided, avoiding in the distance.Mo Lan followed closely, hugging the young boy in her arms tightly, and it didn't seem too difficult to move the spirit with one hand.

Jian Ning was taken by Mo Lan, almost half lying in his arms, secretly startled.

He is not familiar with this young man who suddenly appeared. Regardless of his strength for the time being, only Mo Lan, in just a year and a half, why... his cultivation has suddenly become so high? !

The young man hid to the side while attacking uninterruptedly. Mo Lan naturally recognized this person. He used his spiritual power to follow this person last time at the Spiritual Law Conference, but he quickly lost track of him. This time, absolutely Can't let him go again!

Mo Lan's face became more and more gloomy, his spiritual power fluctuated more violently, and he chased there continuously with a steady stream of majestic spiritual power.

Jian Ning clenched her fists tightly, resisting not to use her spiritual power, and closely watched the situation of the two of them.

But... it's kind of weird.

Jian Ning looked around.

This place is already a bit out of the way.

Just now, he and this person fought not far from Xuantian. Mo Lan is strong, and he probably came out only when he found something was wrong. Now at this distance, it is probably difficult to disturb the people of Xuantian Immortal Sect.

Jian Ning looked at the young man, looked at him carefully, and confirmed once again that he had never seen this person before, the familiar feeling was lingering, but... when he looked carefully, he felt a little strange... …

Jian Ning pursed her lips, contacted the last spiritual law conference, and then looked at the increasingly remote location, an idea began to pop out of her head.

... This person, didn't come here for Mo Lan from the beginning?

That's why he was deliberately so loud when we first fought with him?

However, the news from Qianyan Pavilion...

Jian Ning lowered her eyes, feeling more and more wrong.

"Ruo Mian."

Mo Lan's hand was full of inspiration, and she still had time to look down at Jian Ning in her arms, and call him.

"Ok!"

Jian Ning raised her head immediately, "A Lan, be careful."

Mo Lan looked at the half-dried blood on the corner of Jian Ning's lips, and then at the man in front, with a flash of hostility in his eyes, "You are courting death."

"Oh, it's not certain who lives and who dies."

The distance from Xuantian Xianmen was far enough, and the young man no longer retreated, but instead confronted Mo Lan head-on.

This person really came for Mo Lan.

Being hugged by Mo Lan, Jian Ning was a little anxious, and called Mo Lan in a low voice, "A Lan, it's inconvenient for you to put me down."

Many spiritual arts require formulating formulas, and Mo Lan holding him with one hand really affects his performance.

Mo Lan didn't respond, and hit the young man hard, "Don't move around."

"Alan!"

Jian Ning pursed her lips.

"You... are too ridiculous." The young man snorted again, his attacks became more fierce and ruthless, and he didn't hold back, "Why don't we go to hell together!"

Mo Lan's eyes sank, she tugged at the corners of her mouth, and then she smiled, "It's just you? It's really... overestimated."

The dark red in Mo Lan's eyes flashed clearly, making that unearthly handsome face even more coquettish, treacherous and dangerous.

Jian Ning's heart skipped a beat, and he stared blankly at the faint devilish energy around him.

"Alan!"

"This is... demonic energy." The young man opened his eyes wide, and the shock on his face was extremely obvious, "You are possessed by a demon!"

Mo Lan hugged Jian Ning tightly, her palms were dark with a hint of redness, "Yes, so what?"

Mo Lan chuckled, and for a moment, the dark and devilish energy attacked the young man.

This blow is far better than all previous attacks!

"Demon Race, Bewitched!"

The young man's eyes were obviously strange, and when he looked carefully, it seemed that he was filled with hatred, as if he wanted to destroy all these people in front of him!

The whole body is dazzling!

Jian Ning frowned.

"who!"

Suddenly, a loud shout broke the eerie tranquility.

With a "snap", the sound of the whip beating resounded heavily, accompanied by the faint sound of thunder and lightning, clearly falling into the hearts of everyone present.

Jian Ning was startled, and patted Mo Lan suddenly.

——It's Fengling Immortal!

"do not move."

Mo Lan pressed on Jian Ning without any hesitation, her eyes were bloodshot, and the raging demon energy burst out instantly, hitting the young man right now!

"Stop the villains!"

Immortal Feng Ling looked majestic and wanted to stop him, but Mo Lan moved too fast, and the young man was immediately sent flying, spurting out a mouthful of blood.

The young man looked at them and squinted his eyes.

"Evil disciple!" Feng Ling Xianzun waved a barrier to enclose the young man, glared at Mo Lan, and the long whip gathered by the spiritual power of the thunder system fell heavily on Mo Lan.

Jian Ning was startled, "Alan be careful!"

Immortal Feng Ling saw Mo Lan's devilish energy!

However, Mo Lan was extremely calm, she didn't seem to be discovered at all, and she didn't even have the slightest reaction!

With a wave of his hand, a wave of devilish energy hit the long whip, and stopped the long whip lightly.

"Master, you might as well see the situation clearly before you make a move." There was a trace of coldness in Mo Lan's voice.

"You!" Immortal Feng Ling was anxious, staring at Mo Lan, "I told you! Don't hurt anyone!!"

"That depends on the situation." Mo Lan's eyes fell on the silent young man, and his hands were lingering with demonic energy.

"Ruomian?" Mo Lan suddenly called Jian Ning.

Jian Ning: "??!!"

Jian Ning was a little dazed, staring blankly at Mo Lan, and at the Immortal Feng Ling not far away who looked like he was about to eat people, his head was full of bewilderment.

What do these mean?

What Feng Ling Xianzun said...he knew? !

He knew that Mo Lan was a demon? !

what happened? !

Jian Ning opened her eyes.

"Ruo Mian?"

Mo Lan tightened her hands, and tapped Jian Ning's waist a few times with her fingers.

Jian Ning: "...?"

"Ah, that, I..." Jian Ning suddenly came back to his senses, blinked, and stammered for a long time without saying anything.

"Why are you panicking?" Mo Lan hooked her lips with a smile that was not a smile, raised her hand, and rubbed Jian Ning's lips to wipe off the remaining blood. Finally, she pressed her fingers on Jian Ning's lower lip and rubbed it recklessly. After a while.

Jian Ning: "...?"

Friends, stop rubbing, his lips hurt.

Feng Ling was almost pissed off, pointing at the two of them, "Mo Lan! In broad daylight! You, you!"

"What about me?" Mo Lan smiled, not taking it seriously, "Don't be afraid if Mian."

Jian Ning: "..."

Jian Ning felt that her lips were going to be bald.

Feng Ling is not stupid, he knows that Mo Lan brought someone back to Xuantian, and lives with Mo Lan in Xuanshui Peak, looking at Jian Ning in Mo Lan's arms, he can easily guess that it is the one in front of him.

The blood on Jian Ning's lips was wiped off by Mo Lan, but Feng Ling had already seen it before, understood it, and turned to look at the young man covered by his mask, "Who are you?!"

The young man didn't speak. He looked at Mo Lan, and then at Feng Ling who was obviously not surprised by Mo Lan's demon clan. The dignified elder of the Xingtang of Xuantian Immortal Sect, unexpectedly colluded with the demons!"

"Young man." Feng Ling didn't deny him about Mo Lan's demon clan, with a cold face, "Mo Lan is a disciple of Lei Huo Peak, the deity can discipline himself, but you, how did you enter Xuantian to hurt others?!"

The young man raised his eyebrows and turned his gaze to Jian Ning.

Jian Ning: "..."

No, why does this involve him again? !

Jian Ning's forehead twitched, and she lowered her head slightly, facing Mo Lan's shoulder, shrinking inward.

Can't see him can't see him!He is air!He is air! !He is air! ! !

Mo Lan lowered her eyes and stared at Jian Ning, she could only see the top of her head and her tender neck, she bent her lips, "Ruo Mian...how did you get here?"

Jian Ning: "..."

Jian Ning bit her lip, hung her head with a bitter face, thinking about countermeasures.

"boom!"

Suddenly there was a loud bang.

Jian Ning looked back, and saw Feng Ling Xianzun heading towards the young man, wanting to take him down, suddenly the spiritual power around the young man surged, directly smashing the enchantment set by Feng Ling.

For the last time, the young man looked towards Jian Ning, and happened to meet Jian Ning's gaze, with complicated eyes.

Jian Ning was taken aback.

"boom!"

As the wind approached, the young man dropped a spiritual weapon on the spot, rumbling explosions appeared continuously, and the turbid white smoke mixed with spiritual power swept over in an instant. Jian Ning turned his head sideways to avoid the splashing spiritual power.

Mo Lan stretched out her hand to hold the back of Jian Ning's head, and pressed Jian Ning's head into her arms.The young man took advantage of the confusion and quickly fled. Feng Ling stopped Mo Lan, "Stop chasing, I'll go chasing, and you take this man back."

Feng Ling looked at Jian Ning, "See if he is seriously injured."

Feng Ling followed, Mo Lan thought about it, stood still, but the magic energy flashed across her fingertips, and chased after the fleeing young man.

"Ruo Mian."

The surroundings slowly returned to calm, and Mo Lan patted Jian Ning's back.

Jian Ning looked up and looked around, "That person ran away?"

"Can't run."

Mo Lan lowered her eyes, smiled, pinched Jian Ning's chin with one hand, and fixed Jian Ning's wandering eyes, "Ruo Mian hasn't said yet, how did she meet that person."

Jian Ning: "..."

"Hmm..." Jian Ning felt bald and blinked, "I... Alan, you haven't come back for a long time, so I just want... to go for a walk..."

Mo Lan raised her eyebrows, nodded, and let him make up.

"and then?"

"……Then?"

Jian Ning wanted to avoid Mo Lan's sight, but her jaw was restrained, she was forced to raise her head, and pinched her cuff, "...then, let's walk, and it turned out..."

"Lost in the end?" Mo Lan responded with a slight smile.

Jian Ning: "..."

Jian Ning raised her eyes, looked at Mo Lan's red eyes, bent her eyes, and smiled.

"...Hmmm~"

Lost!Then I ran into that person without knowing where!

"oh, I see."

Mo Lan twitched the corner of her mouth, "Alright then."

Jian Ning: "..."

Stop asking?Stop asking? !

Jian Ning breathed a sigh of relief, but the next moment his eyes went dark, and the dizziness caused by the space change came to his head instantly.

Mo Lan bent down and hugged Jian Ning horizontally, Jian Ning was taken aback, and subconsciously grabbed Mo Lan's clothes.

Fortunately, in just a short moment, Jian Ning's eyes regained light, but what he looked at made him stunned.

In front of me is a whole black hall, with a tall seat in the front, golden and brilliant, high above, cold and brilliant.The surrounding tone is black, but all the decorations are golden, revealing a strange sense of gorgeousness.

There were two rows of people standing on both sides of the main hall, with their heads bowed in silence, their demeanor was cold and hard, and the demonic energy lingered on their bodies, like sharp knives out of their sheaths.

Jian Ning was stunned.

here is……

Demon world?

"Welcome to the Lord!"

"Welcome to the Lord!"

Almost at the moment they appeared, everyone in the hall knelt on one knee and shouted at them in unison.

Jian Ning: "?!"

Jian Ning was completely dumbfounded, she just grabbed Mo Lan's clothes and forgot to let go.

Mo Lan responded lightly, "Back off."

The people around lowered their heads and walked out quietly, but Mo Lan ignored them and carried Jian Ning all the way in.

"Alan?"

It was dark again in front of her eyes, Jian Ning was startled, the next moment her back suddenly touched the soft bedding, and she was gently put down.

There was a big pitch-black bed under him, and the quilt was also dark in color. Jian Ning was full of question marks, and stared at Mo Lan in a daze.

Mo Lan put Jian Ning on the bed, her eyes were red and clear, "Is Ruomian afraid?"

Jian Ning: "??"

"This is where?"

Jian Ning grabbed Mo Lan's cuff, and had an answer in his heart, but he...he couldn't believe it.

There was a wicked smile in Mo Lan's eyes, two words, without the slightest pretense, he said bluntly: "Magic Palace."

He didn't want to pretend anymore with Jianning.

Jian Ning opened her eyes, "...the magic palace?"

My goodness.

Jian Ning swallowed with difficulty, and looked at the huge black and gold bedroom, "...the devil, the devil's palace...those people, Alan, you..."

What's the situation?

Jian Ning was half lying on the bed, the obvious surprise on his face was particularly obvious.Mo Lan leaned over, pressed Jian Ning's slender neck with one hand, and gently stroked the soft skin with her fingertips, "Ruo Mian, are you afraid?"

Mo Lan didn't want to cover up with Jian Ning any more, she smiled and got closer to Jian Ning, with a bit of inexplicable obscurity in her eyes.

"I am the Demon Race, the Demon Lord, Ruomian... are you afraid of me?"

The temperature of Mo Lan on her body was transmitted through several layers of clothes, and the light fragrance lingered on the tip of her nose. For some reason, Jian Ning's heartbeat suddenly became chaotic.

"...Ah, Lan."

Jian Ning was at a loss for words.

Mo Lan's eyes were dark, like a bottomless abyss, trying to drag him down.

Jian Ning suddenly looked away, pursing her lips anxiously.

"What?" Mo Lan looked at him.

Jian Ning tried her best to regain her composure, and exhaled lightly, unable to clarify her current thoughts.

He's a bit confused.

Why did Mo Lan suddenly become a Demon Lord? !

He thought it was surprising enough for Mo Lan to awaken the blood of the demon race in a year and a half, but he didn't expect him to...

The previous Mozun was so powerful, what exactly has Mo Lan experienced in the past year and a half?

"Why, afraid of me? Or do you hate me?"

Jian Ning didn't speak, Mo Lan's eyes gradually showed hostility, she lowered her body to Jian Ning, pinched Jian Ning's chin with one hand, met Jian Ning's evasive gaze forcefully, her tone was a bit cold, "What is Ruomian thinking?"

How do you want to kill him? !

Jian Ning's jaw hurts, and she was a little flustered, after thinking about it, she told the truth.

"I was wondering, was it difficult for Alan during the year and a half?"

Mo Lan paused suddenly.

The boy's eyes are very clear, bright and clean, but such clean eyes are like intoxicating wine, tempting to sink.

Mo Lan's heart shrank suddenly, and she narrowed her eyes, "...It's just this?"

Jian Ning: "??"

"What do you mean?"

Jian Ning didn't quite understand.

Mo Lan relaxed her strength, looked at the clear red marks on the young man's white chin, rubbed her fingertips, and said slowly, "I said, that's all you thought of?"

Jian Ning: "??"

"Hmm... that's what I thought of for the time being." Jian Ning blinked.

He is also very confused now, and his brain is a bit insufficient.

Mo Lan was silent for a while, then smiled.

"Ruo Mian, you better not lie to me."

Mo Lan stared at Jian Ning with deep meaning in her eyes.

Can he still trust this man?

Either way.

Mo Lan smiled, a little evil.

"Do not lie to you."

Jian Ning felt that Mo Lan was weird, nodded, and asked again: "Alan...why did you bring me here suddenly?"

Demon world, it's his first time back.

Jian Ning looked around, there was nothing there, the black and gold and the two of them dressed in white in the room did not look out of place.

It's just that although Mo Lan is wearing Xuantian's disciple uniform, I don't know that it's because she has completely removed her disguise in the devil world, and the looming evil on her body almost makes people panic.

Jian Ning pursed her lips, scratched her neck, and looked Mo Lan up and down.

Mo Lan sat up straight, and the young man bent over condescendingly, chuckled, "It's nothing, since Ruomian was injured in the fairy world, then come to the devil world to recuperate."

Jian Ning: "...?"

What kind of genius logic is this? !

The boy's eyes were wide open, and he was lying on the bed. The black bedding made the boy's skin whiter and thinner, and his neck was slender, making him look fragile and harmless.

Mo Lan's eyes darkened slightly, she stood up and walked to the side.

"Alan, what are you doing?"

Jian Ning is really holding his head full of question marks now, he can't understand anything, leaning out half of his body, watching Mo Lan's movements.

With his back turned to him, Mo Lan went to one side of the cabinet to get something, and came back quickly with several medicine bottles in his hand.

Medicine.

Jian Ning pursed her mouth, retracted her body, turned her head and planned to get out of bed, but was pressed on the shoulder by Mo Lan who came over.

"Alan, I'm fine, the injury is not serious." Jian Ning sat on the edge of the bed and looked up at Mo Lan, "Just take some pills, and you don't need to stay in bed."

Mo Lan smiled, took a few pills for Jian Ning, carried Jian Ning back to the bed with ease, and tore off her shoes twice, "Ruo Mian is obedient, your hair is either poisonous or injured every three days, you should take good care of it .”

"……Oh."

Jian Ning was very honest and nestled back on the bed.

Mo Lan smiled again, with the corners of her lips curled up, she frankly stretched her hand towards Jian Ning's waist. The young man was slender, and Mo Lan's fingers got into the gap between the belt and waist, and pulled it open with one click.

Jian Ning: "...?"

"Ah, Alan?" Jian Ning stammered, looked down at her open front, with a puzzled expression.

Mo Lan stroked the young man's long black hair, brushed his fingertips across his neck, and suddenly felt itchy and numb, Jian Ning shrank his neck in shock.

"Take the elixir and sleep for a while, take care of your body."

"I... am in good health." Jian Ning stared at Mo Lan with teary eyes.

Really, just took a bite, it's not a problem.

What are you sleeping on?

Mo Lan didn't accept the rebuttal, and pulled Jian Ning's coat down with force.

Jian Ning: "..."

Forget it, just take it off.

Jian Ning moved her body along, so that Mo Lan could take off his coat smoothly, lest he would tear it off with too much force...

"Ruomian is so sweet."

Mo Lan pressed Jian Ning's calf, the corners of her lips curled up, and the smile on her face was a little... strange?

"Crack."

A soft sound came suddenly.

Jian Ning blinked, and suddenly felt a slight chill in her ankles.

Jian Ning: "????"

Jian Ning lowered her head, and found that Mo Lan had grasped his ankle at some point, her slender fingers ripped open the bottom of her trousers, revealing her thin white ankle.

A hand with well-articulated bones pressed on his ankle, tapped his fingers lightly, and moved away. A thin gold chain on the ankle just fell into Jian Ning's eyes.

Jian Ning: "???!!!"

No, wait a minute, what the hell is this? !

The author has something to say: The long overdue update is finally here!

Sorry everyone, it was really inconvenient a few days ago, and the normal update will resume today. If there is enough time, there will be sudden updates from time to time! !

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PS: This is not a small black house, but it is really not far away! O(≧▽≦)O

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感谢在2020-05-1323:43:31~2020-05-1623:41:07期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who cast the mine: Mingyue was at 1 at that time;

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 19 bottles of cherry saber; 450052282 bottles; at that time, the bright moon was there, and 1 bottle was resting on Lantian Mountain;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!