The Villain Has Blackened Again

But, at that time, was the master still there?

Hearing the previous words, Meng Ziyi didn't feel anything, he just felt that he suddenly couldn't understand some things that he took for granted. However, when Hua Ling's last sentence came down, something seemed to be uncontrollable in his heart. It floated out, gradually softening the hard heart, but soon it felt astringent.

It was a taste that Mencius had never tasted, a taste that was not pleasant.

Nan Xun didn't seem to notice Meng Ziyi's strangeness, and continued in a low voice: Master, if someone still likes me after knowing my identity, it's like that old Guo's love for the canary will not last, even if he falls into the abyss. Wanting to avenge her is extreme, but isn't it an expression of deep love for her? If I can meet such a person who treats me wholeheartedly, I will definitely be a good wife, and I will grow old with him from the very beginning. .

Meng Ziyi suppressed the strangeness in his heart, and when he heard this, there was no anger and anger on his face, and said lightly: There is a difference between a human and a monster, a monster is a monster, and no matter how you pretend to be, you are not a human being. What happens to the canary is what happens to you in the future.

Nan Xun: Meng Ziyi bastard! fuck you!

Nan Xun paused and said with a chuckle: Yes, the master is right, so I just think about it, a little demon talks about something from the beginning to the end, not to mention that the master thinks it is ridiculous, I also think it. When you are alive, you should have fun.”

Carpe Diem? Meng Ziyi's hand holding the Demon Slayer Sword suddenly tightened, his face became colder and colder, his thin lips were tightly pursed, and an inexhaustible chill lingered from head to toe.

Master is angry? Aren't I ready to listen to you and practice well, no longer delusional, or is the master afraid of me harming others?

Then, when I find the object and prepare for the spring breeze, the master is watching? I will never inhale people's essence and qi and damage people's longevity, and I will definitely not do anything other than happy-

Enough! Meng Ziyi suddenly shouted, interrupting her.

The two of them were still in the street, and he shouted so suddenly, which frightened several passers-by around him, and turned to look at him. some. Such a frost-covered face has made people dare not look directly at that outstanding appearance, because it is really terrifying.

Mencius said coldly: You can do whatever you want, it has nothing to do with me, but if I find out that you are harming others in the future, I will definitely... kill you.

Nan Xun was not afraid of his threat, and replied to him with a smile, his tone was so happy that he didn't pay for his life, I know, I know, I'm just curious about the good things between men and women, it won't hurt anyone, Master, don't worry. .

Xiao Ba simply knelt down to Nan Xun: My uncle, what are you doing? Do you know that the blackening value of the big boss has suddenly increased by 5 points?

Nan Xun didn't take it seriously: Hehe, the rise is good, you didn't hear him say that there is a difference between human beings and monsters. He also cursed me to end like a canary, which is really annoying.

Xiaoba: You won't do anything when you're angry, but when the big boss is angry, the blackening value will increase. Oh, forget it, it's ok if the evil thought value doesn't drop.

Meng Ziyi heard Hua Ling's light-hearted words, and the hand holding the knife was so tight that the fingertips turned white, and the veins on the back of the hand trembled suddenly.

In the end, he relaxed his hand and recalled what Hua Ling said just now. For some reason, the anguish that poured out of his heart became more and more intense.

Why is this...

why he...

Meng Ziyi was walking slowly in the alley, Nan Xun was unaware of his gaffe, and was talking about his own chrysanthemum conference, Master, let's find an inn to rest, the chrysanthemum conference will be in two days, the nearest inn. It must be full, we will go to a remote inn, and we can also save some money for the master.

Meng Ziyi suppressed the annoyance in his heart, and after looking for a few inns, he finally found an empty room.

He put down his burden and sword and walked to the bed by himself, looking a little tired.

Master, hang up my portrait, I haven't seen the sun for a long time.

The voice from the scabbard was still soft and pleasant, but as soon as Meng Ziyi heard this voice, his brows twitched in pain.

Xun Xun, stop talking for now. Meng Ziyi sighed lightly while holding his forehead.

Master, what's wrong with you? Are you sick? Nan Xun's tone was all worried.

It's okay, just tired.

The master has a good rest, I'm going to rest too.

After Nan Xun said the next sentence, he didn't speak, and he was very well-behaved.

But when the room suddenly became quiet, Meng Ziyi felt more and more irritable.

He suddenly found that his heart was restless, as if someone threw a stone on the calm lake of heart, with a thud, disturbing the lake of heart that was almost stagnant.

He recited the meditation mantra many times in silence, and when he recited it for the twentieth time, the uncontrollable feeling of boredom slowly disappeared.

Meng Ziyi kept meditating for an afternoon. After dinner, he stood by the window and looked at the night sky outside the window. His eyes were obviously unable to see, but it gave the illusion that he was watching the beauty of the night sky.

After the night wind blew for a while, he closed the window, sat cross-legged on the bed, and fell asleep with his chest crossed.

He didn't take the initiative to say a word to Hua Ling until he fell asleep.

Xiao Ba was a little worried, It won't really make the big boss angry, you see, he hasn't spoken to you for seven or eight hours.

Nan Xun was very calm: If you don't break it, don't stand up, if you don't mess with him, he won't be enlightened.

After saying this, she was released from the scabbard in the next second.

Little Eight groaned, I'm finally going to turn back into a painting monster! Excited!

Nan Xun flew out of the scabbard and quickly flew into the picture scroll.

With Xiaoba's help, it's not difficult to integrate with the painting monster's body, not to mention that she has purified the monster energy before.

When she came out of the painting again, she turned back into the stunner in the painting again, with icy muscles and jade bones, and a light gauze around her body.

Nan Xun looked at Meng Ziyi, and seeing that he didn't notice, the corners of his mouth could not help but bend, and a wisp of breeze flew to his side, and then he lay down lightly.

His head was right next to his crossed legs.

She looked up at him quietly, making sure that he was not awake, so she moved her body up little by little, and finally put her head gently on his... thigh.

She didn't seem to think that she would succeed so easily. She covered her mouth and laughed secretly, like a mouse who had just stole the oil. She was very happy.

She looked up at him, and caught sight of the man's chin with stubble, then slid down his chin to his Adam's apple, and stared at it for a long time.

Then, his neck, slightly open placket.