White Moonlight Beauty Dressed as a Villain[Transmigration Book]

Chapter 55 Snatch

Lan Qiu came out of the yard, turned around, and saw Fu Yin still standing in the center of the yard, turning his head to the side, wondering what he was looking at.

His face was still a little red, he hesitated for a moment, and he asked, "Fu Yin?"

There was a faint smile on Fu Yin's lips, his eyes glanced casually across the surroundings, and he raised his legs and walked towards Lan Qiu. He always looked at Lan Qiu with suppressed eyes, a pair of deep black eyes, as if there was a deep sadness in his eyes. affection.

Lan Qiu couldn't stand his eyes, and couldn't refuse his intimate gestures, because Fu Yin was his master.

"Where does Qiuqiu want to go?" Fu Yin asked with a smile.

Lan Qiu didn't dare to look directly at him, so she walked up to Shi Er and squatted down, "What are you... doing here this time?"

Fu Yin: "Qiuqiu doesn't want me to come?"

Lan Qiu looked down at Shi Er's pale face, but in his mind he was thinking about the old man who had just arrived. There was no doubt that he was a demon cultivator, and Fu Yin was the king of the demon world, and even more so, the one who ruled the demon cultivator.

He was a little casual: "It's not like that, it's just..."

Before he finished speaking, someone hugged his waist, and as soon as the other party exerted strength, he was already hugged into his arms.

Lan Qiu stared at Fu Yin behind him in astonishment.

Fu Yin buried his head in his neck, eyes slightly closed: "Then let me stay by your side as a lover."

Lan Qiu clenched her hands tightly and held back for a long time, unable to speak.

He didn't know how to tell Fu Yin that he wasn't the one who got along with Fu Yin before, and if it was his lover, it wasn't him either.

Fu Yin's deep gaze fell on him, he let go of his hand suddenly, and slowly looked into the distance. There seemed to be flames jumping in his eyes, and he whispered, "There is someone."

As soon as the words fell, a sharp sword aura hit him directly, with a strong momentum, wrapped in a strong wind.

"boom--"

The wall behind him had fallen into pieces of rubble.

On one side of the roof, Fu Yin was holding Lan Qiu in his arms, and Shi Er had already been thrown into the house by him.

In the dark room, a pitch-black hand stretched out to the child lying on the ground, but before he touched it, his five fingers suddenly burned. He screamed silently, and when he looked up, he met a pair of cold hands. Eyes without the slightest emotion.

"If you dare to touch it, let your master come to see you." The deep and hoarse male voice sounded directly in his mind.

After Fu Yin finished speaking, he didn't look at it again. He raised his hand and waved a wave of magic energy, directly blocking several sword energy that came.

Lan Qiu clenched the clothes on her chest tightly, her pupils shrank slightly, and her chest rose and fell a bit.

"Fu, Fu Yin?"

His voice trembled slightly.

Fu Yin held his waist tightly, and whispered in his ear: "Don't be afraid, he can't hurt you."

Lan Qiu didn't reply, because he saw the familiar figure in front of him.