The villain master does not believe that I love him

Ling Xinglan was held in the mouth of the Feng Ying Wing Tiger, flew hundreds of miles, and suddenly fell down. The sky spun in front of his eyes, and he was in Zhao Guo's palace. Looking down, he could still see a few trembling eunuchs, Feng Ying Winged Tiger ignored these insignificant mortals and flew into Qianqing Palace with Ling Xinglan.

The huge Golden Luan Hall is empty, only a number of giant pillars in the hall stand silently, on which are carved lifelike golden coiled dragons, in the shape of swallowing clouds and blowing mist.

The white marble floor is bright, and on the steps, no one cares about the throne of the ninety-five supreme beings in the world. The wind eagle-winged tiger turned into a human, leaning on the armrest and stepping on the cushion, just sat on it casually, looking at the bottom in a leisurely manner. Ling Xinglan.

The eighth-level monster already has the ability to completely transform humans, so the Fengyingwing Tiger does not maintain one or two obvious animal characteristics like the monster Ling Xinglan met just now. Now it looks like a completely Bottom handsome man.

Wind Eagle Winged Tiger is wearing a black long gown, with long silver hair hanging loose, eyes showing a kind of gorgeous sapphire blue, and the handsome brows are filled with a touch of evil and uninhibited.

His nails were sharp and long, and they were rubbed back and forth on the golden throne, and in a short while, they drew five clear claw patterns for Zhao's royal family.

Ling Xinglan saw that he didn't seem to want to hurt himself for the time being, so he stood up boldly, holding the sword in his hand, and didn't dare to relax for a moment.

Seeing that Ling Xinglan's long eyelashes drooped and his face showed no fear, Fengyingwinghu was hard to say about the threats he had prepared, so he cut straight to the point.

"Little thing, you are the spirit-born ferret who accompanied Jiuying, right? We met each other several times in the cold sky and ice prison. We haven't seen each other for so long, but we are even cuter."

Ling Xinglan frowned: "You actually remember me."

No wonder he was arrested alone.

Wind Eagle Winged Tiger sat on the high throne and raised his legs.

"Where's your master? I want to see him."

"My master and I separated after we successfully escaped from prison. Why are you looking for him?"

Ling Xinglan couldn't help being a little nervous when he thought that this matter was related to Lin Hexuan's life and death.

Obviously, he was calm enough when fighting those seventh-level monsters to the death just now, but now his palms are already sweating.

"Hmph, little things don't need to be so vigilant. Your master is the most powerful among demons, how can he just run out alone? In my opinion, he should completely destroy the ice prison from the outside, release all the demons, and let his own The same kind reappears in the world, and when the time comes, we will respect him as the demon emperor, and trample those human monks who bully us, wouldn't it be a pleasure!"

Wind Eagle Winged Tiger originally had this idea.

If he knew that the most powerful person in his heart is not the overlord of the demons, but the master of human cultivation, he would probably die of anger.

"You are wrong. My relationship with him is not as close as you thought. At first I didn't like him at all. At the beginning, I just wanted to transform into a human being, so I tried to please him in various ways. I don't like him at all. I left Han Tianbing I planned to part ways with him before prison."

Ling Xinglan was telling the truth.

He didn't want to get close to the villain who was sure to die when he came through the book. However, due to the constraints, he could only choose Lin Hexuan as his thigh. He also planned to leave Lin Hexuan after he successfully escaped from prison. When he recovered his memory, he and Lin Hexuan had already had a physical relationship, and everything came naturally.

It's just that while he was talking, he felt that the little kingfisher in his arms seemed to be moving, and without changing his face, he pressed the fluttering opponent into his clothes, and continued to advise him with a serious face.

"So, look, I don't know how to find him, so don't waste your time here/"

Before Ling Xinglan could finish his sentence, the other party unexpectedly waved his sleeves and attacked. Hundreds of unrivaled and powerful wind blades flew towards his face. It was really moody, and it turned out to be a killer move.

"boom--"

All of this happened in an instant. Ling Xinglan really thought he was going to die, but he didn't expect that nothing happened. When he looked up, he saw the small and cute skylark appearing in front of him again. It opened its small mouth. All attacks are swallowed.

Fengyinghu's fingertips moved slightly, snatching the crystal clear jade pendant in his hand, squinting his eyes and looking at it for a long time.

"You lied to me. This is the Nine Infant Soul Card. If he didn't regard you as his life, how could he give you this companion magic weapon? If I guessed correctly, he is near you."

"Okay, do you want to listen to my truth? I think you monsters should be locked in there until you die. You have committed a lot of evil, disregarded human life, and you still don't repent, just these seventh-level monsters will soon die. A whole city of people died, aren’t they innocent? My master is not your kind, let alone be a demon emperor, so just give up!”

Ling Xinglan's hand holding the sword hilt was trembling slightly, but his pitch-black eyes seemed to be burning with fire, dazzling like stars.

"Then I'll torture you until he shows up."

Wind Eagle Winged Tiger was also irritated by the young monk's stubbornness and words. He didn't need any weapons in the world, and his sharp claws were the fastest reminders.

Although Ling Xinglan was at the seventh level and Fengyingwinghu was at the eighth level, it seemed that the difference was only one level, but the difference was incalculable.

Soon, Ling Xinglan fell into a deadly battle, several deep bloodstains appeared on his fair face, and blood continued to ooze from his arms, shoulders, abdomen and calves.

The wind eagle-winged tiger knocked him down again.

"You said or not?"

Ling Xinglan's snow-white robe was stained with bright red blood. His condition was extremely bad, like a swan covered in bruises, every time he swung his sword, every time he took a breath, he could feel bursts of sharp pain.

"Ahem, is this all you can do? Is it so difficult to kill me?"

When Ling Xinglan said this, his body was covered in blood, and he barely got up from the ground. The blood on his wrist fell to the ground drop by drop, forming a zigzag line.

But he stood up, showing an arrogant and provocative smile, which was unbelievably beautiful.

Yes, Ling Xinglan grew up rapidly in this kind of battle where he was on the verge of life and death. This was almost the battle he learned the most from.

He clearly felt that he was getting faster every time he attacked, and the dazzling attack speed of the wind eagle-winged tiger at the beginning was no longer a threat.

"Speak out loud, I think you are courting death!"

Wind Eagle Winged Tiger was successfully enraged by his smile, almost used the fastest speed ever, and dodged behind Ling Xinglan.

The veins on his neck protruded faintly due to anger, a cruel cold light flashed in his blue eyes, his sharp claws had already penetrated into the delicate flesh, and further down was the beating heart——

"boom!!!!"

Will he die?

If he died here, Master must be very sad, right?