Villain: The Protagonist Begs To Be Let Go

Chapter 168 The Skill Of Huairou Is Definitely Not A Good Strategy (For Subscription)

It wasn't until the evening that the three of them decided to go home.

Xia Huairou was still riding Yan Weiqing's spirit sword, hugging Yan Weiqing tightly, still wanting to see Li Shiqing next to her, as if she was showing off.

But Li Shiqing had no choice but to stare at Xia Huairou all the time.

This person caused Master to misunderstand him, and now he is taking advantage of Master openly.

Shameless!

The flying speed was very fast, and the three of them had already returned to the teleportation array in the Ten Thousand Beast Forest before the sun set.

Yan Weiqing took out a bulging green pouch, where today's harvest is all here, at most there are shiny Spirit Stones, animal pills, and horns and claws fur dropped by Demonic Beasts.

Yan Weiqing divided today's harvest into two evenly. With Li Shiqing's strength, the number of Demonic Beasts killed was not many.

According to the situation of normal disciples going to the Myriad Beasts Forest to practice, they shouldn't get equal scores, just give Li Shiqing a little, and there is no reason to object.

As a Gold Core real person, Yan Weiqing has no use for these things at all, so he simply gave them all to the 29 protagonists.

Moreover, as a master, it is also necessary to help own little apprentices collect resources and improve the Cultivation Base as soon as possible.

Li Shiqing declined for a while, and finally took the share of own.

On the contrary, Xia Huairou's expression is very dissatisfied, as if you are doing logistics work, and you are also qualified to get an average score?

After distributing the harvest, the three of them parted ways in the teleportation array.

After parting, Yan Weiqing couldn't wait to stand up and return to his Great Hall.

Then with a wave, the soft sofa was taken out from the storage ring, and he immediately jumped on it with his body paralyzed on it and let the system continue to play the TV series for him.

In order to be able to finish watching this detective TV series in one go, Yan Weiqing didn't even leave the house, and lay paralyzed on the bed to watch TV every day. If he didn't know it, he thought he was paralyzed...

three days later

Xuantian Sect, Lingxu Peak.

Yan Weiqing finally finished watching this TV series and went out.

At this time, the courtyard of the Great Hall was empty except for Yan Weiqing,

The garden is full of flowers, and the flowers are competing to bloom. You can smell the fragrance of the flowers from a distance. The gazebo is not far from the courtyard.

The maroon pillars and pavilion tips are carved with exquisite patterns, exquisite and unique, graceful and gorgeous, as if they were alive.

Stretching, Yan Weiqing leaned against the pillars of the gazebo to feel the sun, closed his eyes, and planned to take a nap.

the other side.

In the bedroom, Xia Huairou stopped practicing and climbed off the bed.

I saw a female handyman disciple waiting by the courtyard, stepped forward and said respectfully in a low voice: "Senior Sister, Master Yan has gone out.

Xia Huairou was stunned for a moment, and after regaining her senses, she quickly walked towards Yan Weiqing's courtyard, and casually asked, "When did you come?"

The handyman disciple's heart suddenly sank, she came a little late today to inform the terrifying Senior Sister Xia in the sect.

If the senior sister knew that she was half a stick of incense late to notify, she would definitely be angry.

The handyman disciple knew how terrifying this Senior Sister Xia was, and a drop of cold sweat appeared on his forehead, and his big brother said, "I'm with...Bai Xiang.....

Xia Huairou, who was hurrying to the courtyard, stopped abruptly, frowned, and looked coldly at her handyman disciple: "Half a stick of incense?"

The handyman disciple's head was almost buried in his chest, and his voice trembled slightly: "Yes, Senior Sister."

The imperceptible joy in Xia Huairou's eyes was instantly replaced by darkness, and a cold voice came out of her voice, making people feel extremely palpitating.

"You made him wait so long!"

The handyman disciple couldn't help shivering, and suddenly knelt on the ground: "Senior Sister..."

But before she finished speaking, Xia Huairou had already lifted her foot and left, her voice echoing lightly in her ears.

There is no big punishment to see that in the situation where she has been faithfully reporting to her senior brother for herself, other people will be different!

In Yan Weiqing's Great Hall.

The maroon pillars and pavilion tips are carved with exquisite patterns, exquisite and unique, graceful and gorgeous, as if they were alive.

Next to a certain pillar, "Song saw his favorite brother leaning against the pillar.

Brother... seems to be asleep.

At this time, Yan Weiqing's black hair was loosely tied behind his head by a hair band, and his fair skin became whiter under the sunlight, like milk.

At this time, Xia Huairou kept her footsteps as light as possible, and did not wake up anyone. As she walked closer, Xia Huairou could almost smell the light fragrance emanating from Yan Weiqing's body.

She took a deep breath, and her whole breath was filled with the light fragrance of Yan Weiqing, as if she swallowed the person in front of her.

She bent slightly, and could clearly see Yan Weiqing's slender eyelashes under the sun, one by one, so clear that she wanted to touch them.

Whether it's the thick eyelashes, the eyelids on the eyelashes, or the pupils under the eyelids that are always black and bright.

She clenched her fists tightly, continuing to restrain her ghostly impulse, and she tried to look down.

I saw all the way down from the curled eyelashes, passing by the straight bridge of the nose.

It was about the relationship between 303 and 303 who leaned against the pillar and couldn't breathe smoothly, and his closed mouth was slightly half-opened.

Hearing Yan Weiqing's clear and shallow breathing, her heart softened into spring water, and she only felt that Yan Weiqing at this time seemed to have fallen from the peach blossom petals and rippling spring water.

Seeing this appearance, she was stunned for a while, then leaned on the pillar of the pavilion as if obsessed, leaned over and approached gently, and said in a low voice.

Ching, I can't wait.

Seeing Ah Qing interacting with those people, I almost went crazy with jealousy.

Ever since I confused my senior brother with misty smoke last time, I have never done those things.

From then on, Xia Butang couldn't restrain herself more and more.

Looking at the senior brother who made my heart beat.

Xia Huairou slowly approached, that peaceful sleeping face became bigger and bigger in her sight, and then, her mouth touched the slightly half-open lips, and there was no change in memory.

I wanted to try it out, but Xia Huairou found that she couldn't control it at all.

The other party's light and fragrant breath sprayed on her cheeks, causing her to fall into the abyss instantly.

Her movements were extremely eager, as if a wild beast had finally hunted its own prey, wishing to swallow it into its stomach in one bite.

She quickened her movements, without any intention of hiding, and after a while, Yan Weiqing gradually came to her senses. .