Fast time travel villain purification in progress

Chapter 773 The Villain’s Fake White Moonlight 63
Inside the imperial study.

"When are you going to take action?" The woman in white clothes stood in front of the desk, holding a sword in her hand, wearing a white veil on her face, and her slightly frowned brows showed her displeasure.

"Why panic? I can't run away. Maybe he will die in a few days." The man sitting in front of the desk, wearing a dragon robe, sat lazily on the dragon chair with a cigarette in his hand. Pen, write and draw on paper.

"Don't forget who brought you out of the Sea of ​​Ten Thousand Hells." The woman frowned even more tightly, "If I can bring you out of the Sea of ​​Ten Thousand Hells, I can send you back."

After listening to the woman's words, the man raised his head and looked at the woman in front of him with a hint of joking, "Then you should send me back."

The piano girl "..."

"Tsk—" the man sneered, lowered his head, and continued to write and draw on the paper, "I have a bad temper. You'd better shut up before I finish drawing this picture."

"Do you really think I don't dare to send you back?" The woman's voice, which was not pleasant at first, suddenly turned gloomy.

"Do you think I care about this body?" The man continued painting at his desk without looking at the piano girl. "A body like this is a horseman's. I don't know how many women have touched it, but I still find it dirty."

"The only thing that can be seen is the imperial aura in him." After saying that, the man clicked his tongue lightly.

Qin Nu tightened her grip on the sword.

The man didn't care about the girl's reaction, but continued to immerse himself in painting.

The painting on the paper is about to be completed, and the man's eyebrows are stained with a bit of softness.

Qin Nu spent a lot of energy to send him here, and when she saw the man going back on his word, her heart burned with anger.

There was a hint of coldness in his eyes, and he pulled out the sword in his hand and stabbed the man.

Chess pieces that are out of control should be destroyed.

Hearing the sound of movement, the man frowned slightly. He held the pen in one hand and continued to draw. He raised his other hand and caught the sword that was stabbing him between his index and middle fingers.

The sword was clamped firmly and could not move at all.

The man is calm and relaxed, and he still has time to paint.

But Qin Nu's eyes were filled with horror at a visible speed.

What's going on? Why did he suddenly become so powerful? "You...who are you?" The man didn't answer her words. He used his fingers to pinch off Qin Nu's sword, and then put down the pen in his hand.

"There are no people from the Yin Sect, big or small. Even if they don't bow to their seniors when they see them, they actually take action." The man said leisurely while rolling up the paintings on the table.

……

Outside the Imperial Study Room, Yin Ling and Bai Ling looked at each other in eavesdropping.

"He seems to be quite a strong man."

"Why did you have a falling out?"

They both spoke at the same time, the first sentence was said by Bai Ling, and the latter sentence was said by Yin Ling.

"Is it strong?"

"It seems there was a falling out."

They spoke at the same time again, answering each other, and then they both fell into silence.

"We are all old acquaintances. Why don't you two come in and sit down?" During the silence between the two of them, a long voice came from the study.

The two of them looked at each other and saw a questioning look in each other's eyes. After looking at each other for two seconds, they both nodded to each other.

Then, he jumped off the roof, opened the door of the imperial study and went in.

As soon as he entered the door, the air was filled with the strong smell of blood.

As for Qin Nu, she was covering her heart, her veil and front were stained with a pool of blood, and she was lying on the ground miserably.

Compared to the last time he was beaten to death by Bai Ling, the current situation is actually not bad.

Apart from his grimmer expression, he didn't look as embarrassed as last time.

(End of this chapter)