The villain master does not believe that I love him

Ling Xinglan opened his eyes, looking at everything around him in a daze.

This is not Zhao's imperial palace. Those tall golden pillars and exquisite algae wells are all gone, leaving only a piece of pure white, dazzling pure white.

pat.

Ling Xinglan stretched out his hand and caught a piece of light object.

It is a piece of blue-blue feathers, such beautiful feathers, light and plump.

This kind of feather Ling Xinglan has seen many times.

That was when he and his master were lingering on the bed. The love was so deep that it was hard to restrain himself. Gorgeous wings would grow from the back of the man on his body, and the falling feathers fascinated his eyes like snowflakes and fascinated him. heart orifice.

Ling Xinglan noticed the familiar aura, and his eyes lit up.

"Master...Master!"

Lin Hexuan is dressed in white and has black hair, phoenix eyes and thin lips, without a crown. He is hanging in mid-air at this time, with abundant spiritual energy flowing around him. His mortal clothes and hair are like water flowing out of the dust, like a god who doesn't care about world affairs. Ruthless and desireless to the extreme, it seems that no matter how hard mortals beg and struggle, they will not give the slightest response.

But now when he heard the little apprentice's voice, his heart trembled. After all, he couldn't help reaching out and gently stroking his hair.

Ling Xinglan looked very embarrassed now, covered in blood, his pampered little ferret was about to be bullied into a dirty stray dog.

Although he deliberately honed his ability and secretly helped every time there was a real danger, seeing Ling Xinglan's tragic situation with his own eyes still felt that it was too cruel.

Lin Hexuan thought his heart was very hard, but when it came to his apprentices, he was always soft.

"Master, this disciple was bullied so badly! He almost died! Woooooo!"

Ling Xinglan saw that Lin Hexuan's attitude of wanting to kill or scratch whatever he wanted just now had completely disappeared, and now he was a weak and helpless little boy.

The dirty little guy in front of him was about to pounce on him, Lin Hexuan pulled him back, put his middle finger and index finger together and lightly touched his forehead.

Ling Xinglan immediately felt a cool aura pouring into his body, as if a mountain spring was washing his body, and the wounds on his body did not hurt so much.

"Wait... Where's Cuisheng?"

Ling Xinglan realized later that the bird in his arms was missing.

Lin Hexuan didn't speak.

Ling Xinglan: "..."

It couldn't be what he thought, the wound on his body suddenly started to hurt again QUQ.

Fortunately, now is not the time to talk about love. The empty white illusion was torn apart from the outside by a huge tiger. The huge tiger head poked in, staring at Lin Hexuan.

"Finally, you have shown up."

After finishing speaking, Fengyinghu, who should have been happy, frowned.

"The breath on your body is so strange... It's completely like a human being... What kind of clothes are you wearing, why are you so similar to those monks?"

Oh, he soon discovered that the former prison boss had not only become an envoy of justice, but also the leader of the envoy of justice.

Lin Hexuan said lightly: "I am now the ancestor of Changlin Xianshan, you reminded me."

"Remind you of what?"

"It's safer to seal the hole I broke at the beginning, lest you escape and be ashamed in front of me."

To be able to distort the face of an eighth-level monster with one sentence, and its nose is almost crooked, what kind of talent is this.

The Wind Eagle Winged Tiger roared, and the angry voice almost broke Ling Xinglan's eardrums.

"Why! Why! You are obviously a demon, why do you help people!"

Lin Hexuan said coldly: "What does it have to do with you?"

It's useless to say more, the two fought fiercely, or in other words, Lin Hexuan unilaterally beat Fengyingwinghu.

"Aww! My claws!"

"Aww! My tail!"

The screams made Ling Xinglan almost unilaterally love him.

The mighty king of beasts looked like a big cat with no resistance in front of Lin Hexuan. He soon became scarred and looked ten thousand times worse than Ling Xinglan.

He hid behind Jin Zhu and carefully licked his bleeding wound, with deep hatred and unconcealable fear in his eyes.

In a sense, the fact that Lin Hexuan is so powerful can be regarded as proof that his vision is correct, but the other party turned out to be the leader of the enemy, and has no interest in the position of the supreme being of the demon world.

A flash of spiritual light flashed, and Chihu's serious injuries recovered as before.

"Didn't expect it, I'm no longer an eighth-level monster, but a ninth-level monster!"

The snow-white wings on the winged tiger's back spread out violently, its muscular back muscles tensed powerfully, and it opened its mouth wide, from which several hurricanes whirled rapidly.

Lin Hexuan didn't show surprise as he thought.

"You don't seem to understand that you are ninth rank because you can only be ninth rank, and I am tenth rank because there are only ten ranks in this world."

The winged tiger's triumphant pupils suddenly constricted, and thousands of feathers were clearly reflected in his sapphire-like pupils, turning into arrows. Every feather shone with a cruel edge, stronger than his sharp claws. Terrible, the pain of thousands of arrows piercing the heart is nothing more than that.

There is no doubt that he must die.

"Death, I will also drag you to die together."

The venomous voice of the Feng Ying Wing Tiger sounded, and he made a final struggle, and rushed towards Ling Xinglan at the fastest speed in his life!

At the same time, the ninth-level wind demon pill in his body quickly absorbed the surrounding aura, and the vast spiritual field collapsed like a universe, and finally turned into a grand explosion!

"boom!"

"Ling Xinglan, come here!"

Accompanied by earth-shattering loud noises, wind-attributed air waves exploded in the air, and the overwhelming wind even swept the entire palace into the air!

Ling Xinglan's pupils dilated to the extreme, and the wind and waves hit his face, carrying the destructive power of destroying the world.

He felt that his body was so light for a moment, as if a fluttering feather fell into someone's arms, but the arms surrounding him were so persistent and firm.

The frenzied wind blew past his eyes, but he could smell the ice and snow in this madness.

"Master! Master! How are you doing!"

Ling Xinglan was held in Lin Hexuan's arms, except for the severe ear pain, everything else was fine.

He couldn't help but wonder, he had already avoided the serious injury, but now with the progress of the plot, has it happened again!

Lin Hexuan hugged his little apprentice horizontally, and landed gently on the ruins, his face was a little pale, and his clothes were cut by the aftermath of the explosion, looking like broken wings.

But his expression was very calm, and he just said calmly: "It's nothing."

Lin Hexuan lowered his head, and found that Ling Xinglan was still looking up at him worriedly, as if he wanted to take off his clothes for a closer inspection, and suddenly chuckled.

"Do you want to help me?"

"I do! Of course I do!"

Ling Xinglan grabbed Lin Hexuan's lapel like a kitten reluctant to part with its owner.

The next moment, his lips were suddenly kissed heavily by his master. This kiss caught him off guard like a storm, and the intimate entanglement between his lips and teeth made Ling Xinglan blush. His black hair covered his face, his long eyelashes drooped, and his well-behaved appearance was heart-warming It's so itchy.

Ling Xinglan pushed him away with a blushing face: "Master, you are not serious!"

Why are you getting more and more old hooligans!

Don't even look at what occasion it is now!

However, Lin Hexuan's eyes darkened, and he lifted his snow-white chin unresistingly, and kissed him again.

"I don't like it when you reject me, understand?"

Ling Xinglan was stunned.

Hey, it seems that the current master is a little strange?

Was he angry at what he said before the birth?

"Master Master!"

"Young Master Ling!"

"Has the winged tiger been wiped out by Master Master?"

The monks finally arrived.

Ling Xinglan hurriedly got off Lin Hexuan's body and straightened his clothes, um, it was still tidy.

"Master Ling, that's great. I'm relieved that you are safe and sound." Elder Mu looked at the two of them excitedly.

"Thanks to Master Master for coming this time, otherwise I don't know what will happen..."

"Young Master Ling is not bad, I really underestimated him before."

Helian Shaoyuan and Baili Xiao came over and looked at Ling Xinglan with the same concern.

Ling Xinglan smiled slightly at them: "Don't worry, I'm fine, master saved me, my master is the most powerful!"

"By the way, where is Senior Brother Jing?"

A trace of hesitation crossed Helian Shaoyuan's face: "Xinglan, you have to be mentally prepared."

"You said."

"Some monks found traces of fierce fighting in the casino in the west of the city, as well as Brother Jing's sword, but they only found the body of the monster monkey, and there was a demonic aura at the scene. I am afraid that this incident has nothing to do with Shifang The Demon Realm can’t get away from it.”

Hearing this, Ling Xinglan felt relieved, because it was obvious that although Senior Brother Jing had an unlucky encounter with a seventh-order monster, as the heir of the Ten Fang Demon Realm, he got the help of the Demon Realm Envoy and probably brought him back by the way.

Lin Hexuan's injury, Senior Brother Jing's departure, the plot of the novel that was finally changed seems to have changed back to the way it was before, but Ling Xinglan always believes that everything now must be different from the novel.

"Brother Ling, don't worry, I've already begged Elder Zhao to send someone to find that Jing Tianxin!" Bai Lixiao blinked, hoping that Ling Xinglan would like him more.

Ling Xinglan raised his eyes and smiled at him.

That's right, at least Helian Shaoyuan is no longer Elder Zhao's disciple, but now Baili Xiao.

"Where's Elder Zhao?" He asked.

Elder Zhao may be the only unhappy person present. He was going to lead the monks to kill the eighth-level winged tiger in one fell swoop, but now he was robbed of the credit by Lin Hexuan. He met the winged tiger at the gate of the city. What do you say? Shame is not shame.

Elder Zhao stared at Lin Hexuan's back at this time, feeling that this matter was very strange...

What kind of monster killed the demon fox?Why did the winged tiger not kill Ling Xinglan in order to catch Ling Xinglan? What did they talk about?Did they know each other before?

At this time, Bailixiao ran to him diligently: "Elder Zhao, can you do me a favor? I think..."

"Young man, it's just in time. You can do me a favor and help me investigate something."

In this beast tide, Elder Zhao has a good impression of Baili Xiao, he is a usable talent.

The author has something to say: Lin Hexuan: I found out that after I became Cuisheng, I heard some truthful words by your side.

Ling Xinglan: Uuuuuh no, those are all deceiving!!QUQ

Master was not injured, it was a surprise~