The villain who never surrenders [Quick Transmigration]

As soon as Xie Qingwan saw Wen Qi, the hostility all over her body couldn't stop surging, and black mist spread around her, like a ghost crawling out of hell.

She never forgot that Rong Ling abandoned herself in order to save him.

Now Master is actually planning to deal with Elder Bai together with this man.

No matter when and where, as long as Wen Qi is around, Xie Qingwan is like an outsider who is excluded.

When she was a disciple of Jiuhua Peak, Xie Qingwan had no choice but to endure it, but now she has a firm relationship with her master, how can she get this outsider to intervene in it?

Her hostility is undisguised, how could Wen Qi not feel it? Facing such a strong opponent, the sword in his palm hummed non-stop, and the sword pointed directly at Xie Qingwan.

Xie Qingwan fought back almost without thinking, vines protruded from his sleeves, and went straight towards Wen Qi's sword.

Wen Qi was not timid at all, he also raised his sword and stepped forward to oppose Xie Qingwan's sorcery.

Originally using Xie Qingwan's spell, Wen Qi is naturally inferior to her, but she spent a lot of mana fighting Elder Bai just now, now she is fighting with Wen Qi, but there are back and forth, indistinguishable win or lose.

During the fight, the monsters were so frightened that they ran away. At this moment, they couldn't see half of them. The sky was dark and the sky was dark.

Even though Xie Qingwan was thinking a lot before making a move, in Rong Ling's eyes, the two suddenly started fighting for some reason.

Rong Ling didn't understand that good things had developed like this, but Wen Qi was a mature and self-reliant person, so he couldn't get rid of Xie Qing's relationship.

She immediately stopped in a cold voice: "Xie Qing held his hand."

Xie Qingwan was immersed in jealousy that she couldn't extricate herself from. No matter how she could hear Rong Ling's words clearly, it was Wen Qi who heard her name, and immediately opened his eyes wide, retracting the sword he stabbed straight at.

Xie Qingwan's eyes were red, she couldn't care less, there was only one thought in her mind - the master told her to stop, so she favored others like this?

With nowhere to vent his depression, he turned into vines to attack Wen Qi even more fiercely.

Rong Ling saw that she couldn't even listen to her own words, and Wen Qi seemed unable to dodge in time. If she was hit, she would be seriously injured, so she immediately flew forward and grabbed the vine in midair.

At this time, these vines are different from the sticky between the two people's beds, they are covered with sharp thorns, Xie Qingwan's complexion changed drastically, but it was too late to withdraw his hand, watching Rong Ling's palm being cut by it, blood dripped instantly Falling.

Xie Qingwan quickly withdrew her hand, like a child who has made a mistake, at a loss, not knowing what to do: "Master?"

She didn't do it on purpose, Xie Qingwan just wanted to explain, but Wen Qi's reaction was one step faster than her: "Senior sister is injured?"

With that said, he wanted to treat Rong Ling.

Xie Qingwan paused, clenched the hand hanging by her side, pinching her nails into her palm, trying to restrain her urge to attack Wen Qi again.

"No problem..." Rong Ling would naturally perform a healing technique, stop the bleeding and then wrap it with a circle of gauze.Her movements were smooth and smooth, but in the blink of an eye, the wound had been bandaged.

Xie Qingwan still hesitated at the same spot and did not dare to go forward. One side of his mind was jealousy towards Wen Qi, and the other side was guilt for hurting Rong Ling. The two intertwined, and the evil spirit in his heart was aroused again. Memories of when the belly was dark and helpless flooded into his mind again, Xie Qingwan wished to draw his sword and make a big kill.

Just as Rong Ling wanted to discuss with Xie Qingwan about detaining Master Bai in the Demon Realm, she saw her standing there blankly, like a wooden figure whose spiritual energy had been taken away.

"Xie Qingwan?" Rong Ling felt something was wrong and asked, frowning.

Unexpectedly, she was so immersed in her own world that she didn't even move her eyes.

It was only then that Rong Ling noticed that Xie Qingwan's eyes were dark, without any light, as if he was haunted by something, the whole body was surrounded by black mist, and the whole person was enveloped in it, even the expression on his face was dark unknown.

Wen Qi also noticed her strangeness, and immediately reacted on guard.

"It's nothing..." Rong Ling said to him, "You take Sect Master Bai first, and go back to the main city of the Demon Realm to wait for me."

"But..." Wen Qi seemed worried.

"She won't hurt me." Rong Ling said, "You go first..."

Wen Qi had no choice but to take Elder Bai to take a step away, and Rong Ling took a step forward: "Xie Qingwan?"

She could feel that Xie Qingwan's body seemed to be trembling and suppressing something, as if she was going to kill in the next second.

Rong Ling held her hand with his uninjured hand, and called again in a low voice.

"Master..." Xie Qingwan raised his head, eyes full of confusion and helplessness.

With the passage of time, even her hair was covered with black mist.

"What's going on?" Rong Ling asked.

Xie Qingwan pursed her lips, obviously unwilling to say more, she even pulled back her hand held by Rong Ling: "Master, wait for me for a moment, I will go back as soon as I go."

"What are you going to do?"

Xie Qingwan didn't answer, but Rong Ling could feel from the murderous aura around her that Xie Qingwan's departure must be related to these black mist.

She pulled Xie Qing into her arms, and became tough: "Don't go..."

Rong Ling's voice was cold and blunt, with an irresistible force, Xie Qingwan stopped in his footsteps, and could only mumble his lips and said honestly: "It's evil spirit..."

When she was trapped in Wushan, she fought those monsters day and night.As time goes by, the whole person's mind is only filled with the idea of ​​killing, and the strong idea stays in Xie Qingwan's mind, gradually condensing into evil spirit.

Until now, even though she has become the demon king, whenever she encounters unpleasant things, she can't help possessing evil spirit and wants to keep killing.

Fortunately, outside the demon world is the demon world, for these monsters, Xie Qingwan would kill them as soon as he wanted, killing them heartily and with extreme joy.

It was only then that Rong Ling remembered that the day he came out of the Demon Realm, he happened to see her coming back with injuries all over her body.

The evil spirit can not only stimulate the fighting desire in the host's heart, but also stimulate its potential, making it even more powerful in battle.

"Master..." Xie Qingwan almost couldn't control it, and even the color of his lips became as red as blood, "You let me go, I will go back as soon as I go."

Since Xie Qingwan still called himself a master, Rong Ling naturally couldn't let her get hurt like this: "Even if it's evil spirit, as long as you have the intention to suppress it, there will naturally be a way to break it."

There are countless voices in Xie Qingwan's mind clamoring for her to kill, keep killing.

Rong Ling's words were like a clear spring poured into a raging fire, bringing coolness in an instant, but it was evaporated completely in an instant, leaving only a few curls of water mist.

How can she suppress it? !Xie Qingwan couldn't figure it out, and even felt a little annoyed. She clenched her teeth tightly, and the evil spirit charged wantonly in her body. Xie Qingwan was wet with sweat: "I don't know, Master, teach me."

How can this kind of thing be taught, Rong Ling sighed helplessly.

After she found out that she had Xie Qingwan as a disciple, she sighed more and more every day.

Rong Ling held her wrist, trying to send her spiritual power to suppress the evil spirit in her body.

However, Xie Qingwan's consciousness was already in chaos. Feeling the coolness of Rong Ling's skin, she couldn't help but clenched her hands tightly, and sighed softly: "It's so soft..."

Her strength was so great that Rong Ling couldn't even take her hands back. Her eyes lit up, and she felt that this was not a solution.

Anyway, both of them have been there so many times, why should they care about doing it again?

After thinking about this point, Rong Ling stood on tiptoe and took the initiative to cover Xie Qingwan's lips.

Her whole body has always been as cool as ice and snow. As soon as Xie Qingwan was approached, she felt a lot more comfortable in an instant. She turned her head to the side and turned her back on the guest, deepening the kiss.

The evil spirit that has nowhere to vent seems to have found an outlet, along Xie Qingwan's lips, kisses, and her bony hands, pouring out little by little.

Rong Ling was hugged so tightly that he was almost out of breath, and pushed Xie Qingwan who was getting more and more addicted to it: "Let's go back and talk..."

Although her voice fell in Xie Qingwan's ears, although it was small, she could still hear it clearly. Xie Qingwan's heart moved slightly, and he brought Rong Ling Yufeng back to the demon king's bedroom.

It was the familiar white jade bed again, and it was a familiar feeling.

It's just that this time, under the influence of the evil spirit, the trickle of the past turned into a torrential rain, Rong Ling was like a residual flower caught in the wind and rain, and he couldn't help himself.

For fear of falling asleep late at night, burn high candles and red makeup.

Noisy and noisy, the rain only increased.

Until the end, Xie Qingwan's evil spirit was eliminated, Rong Ling was dizzy, and couldn't even tell what time it was.

"Master..." Xie Qingwan stuck her sticky, like a goblin who sucked up enough energy and was satisfied, reaching out to massage Rong Ling's temples, "You are so kind..."

It was so good that she couldn't bear to let go, and wished she could stay entangled with her like this for the rest of her life.

Rong Ling was so sleepy that he didn't even bother to lift his eyelids, so he responded casually for a while, with a soft and nasal tone.

Xie Qingwan's heart was almost turning into a puddle of water, it was so soft that she didn't know what to do, so she pecked on Rong Ling's lips: "Sleep, there are disciples watching over you."

How can there be a disciple like her who bullied her master and exterminated her ancestors, Rong Ling thought, but did not refute, she closed her eyes and fell asleep, letting Xie Qingwan's fingertips fondly land on her eyebrows, eyelashes, and lips...

When Rong Ling woke up, he found that Xie Qingwan was no longer in the palace, he must have gone to deal with the affairs of the demon world.

She took out the sound-transmitting mirror and was about to ask Wen Qi where Elder Bai was locked up, but before she could connect to Wen Qi, there was a sound like an explosion in the air. The doors and windows shook.

Rong Ling was puzzled, but in the blink of an eye, the voice of Wen Qi from the sound transmission mirror sounded: "No, Master Bai blew himself up and died."

Die by self-explosion means that the cultivator continuously injects mana into the Yuandan in his spiritual consciousness until it becomes unbearable, and then he will explode from the body and die.

Rong Ling didn't expect that Elder Bai would be so decisive, and immediately said to Wen Qi: "The head exploded and died, Jiuhuafeng must be in panic, you and I will go back first and then talk about it."

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