Male lead, let go of that female lead, let me come

Yan Hui slowly opened her eyes, the surrounding environment seemed to be under a cloud, only a little bit of candlelight could be found to illuminate it.

The candle burned to the end, and the closed door was pushed open.

The visitor seemed to have guessed that Yan Hui had already woken up, the two exchanged quickly for a while, and one of them went out first, presumably to call for someone.

Another man with a red belt came over, holding a glass of glowing green water in his hand, and put it in front of Yan Hui, and said simply, "Drink."

"..." Yan Hui looked at the strange green water, "What is this?"

"green tea."

Yan Fen: "!!"

green tea! ?

kidding me! ?

How about green tea in the fantasy world?

Master Kang is so awesome!

He couldn't see any expression from Yan Hui's face, but he still explained the green tea, saying: "This is the unique tea of ​​our magic palace. It can relieve fatigue. It is non-toxic, and the saint can drink it with confidence."

The posture of serving the tea is still, presumably he has to drink it if he doesn't drink it.

Yan Hui took the teacup and took a sip, the taste was actually the same as the green tea she knew.

"!!" Yan Hui returned the teacup, but... still couldn't suppress the curiosity in her heart, "Do you have black tea here?"

That person: "...What is black tea?"

As soon as the words fell, he saw the person in front of him frowned suddenly, with cold sweat breaking out from his forehead.

It was like a reaction only after suffering great pain.

He couldn't help wondering if there was poison in this cup of tea! ?

He was so scared that he immediately ran out to find someone. If the saint died in the magic palace, he would not be able to bear the responsibility.

As soon as Yan Hui said that sentence, the system issued a warning and punishment for violating the human settings.

[After verification, the host violated the world's human design, deducted 100 points, and received five-level punishment for dysmenorrhea, and the punishment time was 5 minutes. 】

Hey!

Dysmenorrhea!

dying!

Yan Hui lay on the bed with her lower abdomen clutched and turned around, like hundreds of small hammers beating her lower abdomen continuously, it was like cramps in the meridians all over her body, it was extremely sore.

She thought it would be enough to just give a warning to deduct points or strike a dark thunder. After all, it was only a matter of a second, and it was over after a while.

But she didn't expect the system to play dirty tricks, and even fuck her with dysmenorrhea, which she was least willing to endure.

Dysmenorrhea is intermittent but uninterrupted soreness.

MD!

Yan Hui couldn't help but think that in the small dark room at that time, the elusive main god must have discovered her interference with the system, and now that the punishment for violating the human settings has been changed, it seems that her ability to interfere with the system has declined .

Specially pick the punishment she doesn't like to fuck her!

When Qi Zhiyan arrived, she saw Yan Hui leaning against the bed, limp and weak, her already fair face was even paler, dripping with sweat.

It's just that her expression doesn't look like the pain and suffering that the servant said just now, but a kind of... serenity after death?

Qi Zhiyan was still worried about Yan Hui's condition, if she died, it would be even more difficult for Qianxue Ninghua to get her.

With her fingertips resting on Yan Hui's wrist, Qi Zhiyan frowned, the feeling was icy but not cool, instead it had a fresh and hearty feeling, like a piece of nephrite jade, delicate and cool.

"What's wrong with you?" Qi Zhiyan asked.

Yan Hui didn't want to experience dysmenorrhea, so she took her hand away coldly.

Qi Zhiyan looked at her fingertips thoughtfully, then raised her eyes to look at Yan Hui's face, her complexion was slightly ruddy, and she didn't look as fragile as before.

She actually felt a little pity, after all, Yan Hui's fragile appearance just now...was beautiful.

"I don't want to kill you, but if you deliberately seek death, I won't show mercy, you know?" Qi Zhiyan originally only wanted Qianxue Ninghua, and the saint who kidnapped Biluo Qingmen could also have a bargaining chip.

Yan Hui ignored her.

This person's temperament is cold, like an iceberg of ten thousand years, Qi Zhiyan has heard about it for a long time, and now she has experienced it personally, and she thinks it is quite interesting. She is not angry because of Yan Hui's neglect, but finds it a bit interesting.

Looking at the indifferent Yan Hui in front of her, Qi Zhiyan felt malicious in her heart, and she wanted to see if there would be other expressions on the face of this high and pure saint.

Her eyes were full of playfulness and interest, she didn't hide at all, and showed it carelessly in front of Yan Hui.

Could it be that Yan Hui couldn't see the playfulness in Qi Zhiyan's eyes, and thought that the character of the heroine in this life is quite interesting.

No matter how much she thinks in her heart, there is no limit or morality, Yan Hui's face is nothing but indifference.

Qi Zhiyan looked at Yan Hui who was in samadhi, with her eyes closed and her ears closed, she still had an indifferent attitude, she raised her hand to let the people behind her back down, and sat calmly next to Yan Hui, blinking her eyes at Yan Hui.

From top to bottom, from the inside to the outside, if there is something she didn't see clearly, she would open it with her hands and examine it carefully.

If the original body would not suffer this humiliation, he would fight to the death with Qi Zhiyan.

But now it's Yan Hui, she enjoys Qi Zhiyan's gaze and touch very much at the moment, a little refreshed.

No matter how Qi Zhiyan touched Yan Hui, she was still indifferent, not moving, not speaking, not annoyed, looking ahead with clear eyes, as if there was no one around.

The saint of Biluo Qingmen, the number one beauty in Xuanling Continent, it is rumored that her beauty can make the world ashamed and the world ashamed.

This kind of rumor spread to Qi Zhiyan's ears, only to get bursts of unscrupulous ridicule from her.

Now, in order to seize the "Qianxue Ninghua" of Biluo Qingmen, when the two sides are fighting, she heard that the saint is about to go through the catastrophe and become a saint. However, if Yan Hui succeeds in crossing the catastrophe again, she will definitely be backlashed by Bi Luo's clean-up.

As a result, when she arrived, the saint had already succeeded in crossing the tribulation, but because she had not recovered her spiritual power after crossing the tribulation, she was extremely weak, so she, who was only a middle-level Lingzun, had a chance to take advantage of it, and took advantage of Yan Hui's body. Planted her fiery blood bond.

Qi Zhiyan didn't dare to let go of her heart and take her away until she was sure that Yan Hui had planted a blazing blood contract with her, for fear that Yan Hui would fight back desperately, and with her strength, she would definitely lose to the fatal blow of the Holy Spirit.

Yan Anhui, who was in a coma, still did not conceal her demeanor. On the way Qi Zhiyan took Yan Anhui back to the Wanmo Palace, she was attracted by Yan Anhui's beauty several times. She didn't see the towering tree in front of her, and almost hit the tree. .

If the mountain does not come, I will go to the mountain.

Qi Zhiyan sat cross-legged, with her elbows on her thighs and her chin on the back of her hands, with a smile on her lips, "I heard that the saint of Biluo Qingmen is the number one beauty in Xuanling Continent, do you know this title?"

The heroine in this world has a bright and free personality, speaks and behaves without any scruples, and never cares about others' opinions, otherwise she would not openly scrutinize Yan Hui.

If the eyes were real, Yan Hui might have been stared at by Qi Zhiyan long ago.

When asked, there was a silence.

Qi Zhiyan was not annoyed, and continued talking to himself.

"Everyone has rumored that Biluo Qingmen has three treasures, the saint, the ancestor and Qianxue Ninghua, have you heard this rumor?" She was quite curious.

"The ancestor of Biluo Qingmen, Ningshen Huayun, has become a god now, will he come back to see you?" She was also curious about this.

"The reason we attacked Biluo Qingmen this time is Qianxue Ninghua. Do you know where this Qianxue Ninghua is?" She was really curious about this.

"Although I am bloodthirsty and ruthless, I will not kill you, because..." Qi Zhiyan raised a strand of black hair and scratched it across Yan Hui's face, and the crisp sound of the jingle bracelet on her wrist was next to her ears , "...Because you are my bargaining chip, with you in my hands, Biluo Qingmen will definitely offer Qianxue Ninghua."

Yan Hui's eyelashes trembled slightly, still ignoring Qi Zhiyan's entanglement.

Qi Zhiyan kept looking at Yan Hui, how could she not notice the change in Yan Hui, the corners of her lips raised slightly, and the black hair was replaced by her fingers, she raised Yan Hui's chin, her eyes rolled, "You have such a bland and ignorant personality, how could you Someone you like?"

"That day, I saw a man with a single fire-type spiritual root in Biluoqingmen. What does his name seem to be..." Qi Zhiyan thought for a while, because she also had a single fire-type spiritual root, so she used the fire-type spiritual skill on that man. Very impressive, "...Fang Yize, right? I heard that he is Yuan Wuya's disciple, so you are his senior sister?"

"I see that Fang Yize is also good-looking. You get along day and night, have you... been in love?"

Qi Zhiyan thought that Yan Hui was still silent and ignored her, but she heard an ethereal answer.

"none."

Faintly, gently, but it sounds nice that people can't ignore it.

Qi Zhiyan's eyes lit up, and she leaned closer, "Say it again."

She also wanted to hear the man's voice.

Yan Hui didn't bother to pay attention to Qi Zhiyan's entanglement, she closed her eyes, out of sight and out of mind.

Seeing her like this, Qi Zhiyan curled her lips, "You said "nothing" just now? Does it mean that you and Fang Yize are not in love?"

"Why? I think that Fang Yize has good talent and good looks, although..." Qi Zhiyan looked at Yan Hui's face and frowned.

Forget it.

That Fang Yize is not good enough for Yanfen.

Yan Hui ignored her, and Qi Zhiyan didn't want to continue to make fun of herself, she got up and was about to leave when she heard the question from the person behind her.

"Blood contract."

Qi Zhiyan turned around and watched Yan Hui pull open her sleeves, revealing a piece of a bright white jade arm, with a red thread on it, wrapping around the arm, from a distance it looked like a red thread, but the red thread grew into the flesh and blood Inside, like living things, wriggling and breathing.

She took a second look at that arm, and said pitifully: "There is no way, whoever let me be the strength of the Spirit Venerable, I must not be able to beat the Holy Maiden, I can only find other ways to protect myself."

Yan Hui put down her sleeves, "Help."

Qi Zhiyan's expression changed, and she smiled coquettishly: "Tsk, it's not good to say that, it's just..." She walked up to Yan Hui, grabbed her hand, and touched the wriggling red line, the red line Seemingly sensing the master, he stopped and said, "Promise."

Yan Hui was puzzled and raised her eyes to look at her.

"What's the so-called promise?" Qi Zhiyan tapped the red line, and winked at Yan Hui, "Delivery with one hand, and delivery with one hand."

Yan Hui withdrew her hand, closed her eyes and rested her mind.

Feeling lucky and afraid, she was almost moved by Qi Zhiyan's winking look just now.

Seeing Yan Hui closing her eyes and not wanting to talk to her anymore, Qi Zhiyan smiled lightly, "My lord, don't be angry, as long as you are obedient and obedient, I will definitely not make things difficult for you, but..."

Blood Pact was driven.

Yan Hui felt that her whole body was boiling, very hot and irritable, her consciousness suddenly became confused, and she was unable to breathe, as if her whole body wanted to be burned in the charcoal fire.

hot..hot...hot....

In addition to the heat, there is also a strong desire coming from the heart!

This feeling is like eating meth to get sick.

Yan Hui lowered her eyelashes, and there was a hint of amusement in the depths of her eyes.

I didn't expect this blood contract to be quite interesting.

Qi Zhiyan was once again amazed by Yan Hui, seeing her cheeks flushed, her eyes sparkling, and her red lips fluttering, she suddenly felt her throat a little dry.

"This is the power of the blood contract. You are still conscious because I have not stepped up. If you ask for trouble, I will not show mercy to you." Qi Zhiyan took the green tea next to him and drank it Looking at Yan Hui who has returned to her indifferent look, a trace of pity flashed across her eyes, "So the saint is obedient and stays in the Wanmo Palace. Although the scenery of my Wanmo Palace is not as good as Biluoqingmen, it's just that I don't know what to do. It also has a unique style, you can take a stroll when you have nothing to do.”

Yan Hui exhaled, raised her eyes and said lightly: "No."

This drives people away!

Qi Zhiyan pursed her lips and said, "...that saintly girl has a good rest, see you tomorrow."

The author has something to say: Yan Hui: Hehe, you in this world make me...unexpected!

Lord God: Don't like it?

Yan Hui smiled lewdly: I like it very much.

The system cuts across: Human design...Warning!