Qing Ben's black and cute demon concubine strikes

Chapter 600 The Mysterious Man (1)
As for Lingjiu's life experience, she is an aborigine of Qianqian Illusion, raised by a mysterious grandfather, and more things mean that even she doesn't know much about it, so it's hard for Leng Yixuan to ask.

Just looking at Lingjiu's dazed look with no pretense, he secretly labeled Lingjiu as never born, not because of worldly affairs, and unknown background, and believed her words without any doubt.

No man can doubt her.This is a thought that Leng Yixuan couldn't help looking at Lingjiu again.

"Is Weidaomen very powerful?" For a woman who has never been out, she naturally doesn't know what Weidaomen is.

As far as Lingjiu itself is concerned, she really doesn't know what Wei Daomen is.

The highest state of lying is half-truth, and she can tell the false to be true.

Leng Yixuan smiled and said: "Of course it is powerful, but there are many more powerful than it."

"Grandpa said that some powerful people are not afraid even if they deal with a sect." Lingjiu looked at him with radiant eyes.

Leng Yixuan couldn't bear it a bit, he couldn't help but stop talking, and said in a low voice: "That's true."

"You will become that powerful, right?" Lingjiu laughed.

"Why do you think so?" Leng Yixuan was slightly startled.

Lingjiu blinked, "Because you are the person I saved, I must save someone who is powerful, not a waste." If you are a waste, I will kill you right now, dear!

The woman's smile was somewhat delicate and charming, but what touched Leng Yixuan the most was her unsuspecting eyes, as if she believed that he would be the most powerful person in her words.This kind of trust was something he had never had before, and it made him feel proud. He didn't feel that it was pressure, but it was a goal that he would definitely achieve.

"You're right, of course I'm not a waste, I will definitely go back!" His voice was soft at the beginning, and then gradually became louder, and his palms were secretly clenched.

The corner of Lingjiu's mouth twitched, and he continued to fool around, giving him a hint: "When the time comes, beat those people who bullied you to pieces."

The person who bullied him?
In Leng Yixuan's mind came the brother who was about to take his life, and the group of monks who drove him to a desperate situation in order to protect him, regardless of their feelings for fellow monks.

His eyes darkened little by little, and the hatred and unwillingness before he died resurfaced in his heart.

At that time, he made up his mind that if they survived the catastrophe, they would have to pay the price.

"You're right, anyone who bullies me should..." At first he wanted to say death, but looking at the woman in front of him who seemed to be indifferent to the world, the words welling up in his throat changed to: "All should be punished."

Lingjiu put his hands on his chin, thought for a while, and said seriously: "Grandpa said, it's the fault of not raising the father, and the place where the bad people are taught must also be bad people."

"Haha." Leng Yixuan laughed at her innocence, unwilling to show her dark side too much in front of her, thinking: In her eyes, there is probably no resentment between life and death, only simple grievances and grievances. Revenge must be reported.

Such a simple person can only be found who has not experienced the world, so he should not pollute her too much.

only……

Is it the fault of raising the godfather?

The place where those bad guys were taught must also be bad guys?

Originally, he thought that even if there would be grievances between monks, there would be conflicts in the same sect, but he never thought that he would be desperate for a treasure.

Leng Yixuan frowned slightly, and after being silent for a while, told himself not to think any more.

Lingjiu stood up, and when Leng Yixuan looked over, he put the elixir he had prepared in front of him: "Heal your wounds well here, and you will have the strength to take revenge when you are well, don't run around until you are well." .”

Although he had warned himself not to be addicted, the woman's concerned eyes and words still made Leng Yixuan's heart skip a beat, and he nodded silently.

When Lingjiu turned around and walked out of the cave, Leng Yixuan let out a breath, a little regretful that he still didn't say the words in his heart: When will you come back?Or, will you still come over?

When he looked at the elixir left by Lingjiu, his expression changed again and again, and finally he remained tender.

At this time, Lingjiu, who had already left the cave and decided not to come back, hurried back towards the tent, smiled leisurely.

"It's so boring to kill yourself, and it will cause trouble and increase karma." Lingjiu muttered in a low voice: "It's more interesting to add fire while watching a play."

"The methods of the Qinghu Clan are quite useful. As for the biggest taboo, you don't have to be emotional. There is no obstacle at all." Lingjiu recalled that she once visited the Qinghu Clan in the Yaozu Mountain Range, and listened to the group of Qinghu Foxes. They each boasted about their achievements, and warned her that the only taboo in all kinds of ways to disrupt the human race is to touch the truth.

Lingjiu thinks that this is completely nonsense, so far she has no affection for the human race, okay?Subconsciously, people feel that people are really annoying creatures.

Thinking of this, a figure suddenly appeared in her mind, causing Lingjiu to pause, and her smile gradually faded away.

"Just one exception," she heard herself whispering.

Concentrating on her mind and continuing to walk forward, seeing that the tent in her memory was not far away, she was about to recover her beast body.

However, a feeling of heart palpitations made her hairs stand on end, and she stopped and looked ahead.

In front of her did not know when a person appeared.

This person seemed to appear out of thin air, coming across time and space.

His appearance was so unexpected and unexpected.

In the dim night, his face was hidden in the shadows, making it difficult to see clearly.

Before Lingjiu looked carefully, she was startled by his aura.

This is not to say that the man's aura is very public, on the contrary, he is very restrained, like a hunter hidden in the dark, giving every prey a huge sense of pressure, but there is nowhere to find it, which makes people frightened and has not seen it yet. If he made a move, he might have been scared out of trouble.

A gust of wind blew away the clouds and mist in the sky, a full moon appeared, and the light of the sky and the earth became brighter and clearer by several degrees in an instant.

It was as if the tulle covering the eyes was lifted, revealing the man's appearance little by little.

It was a wicked and cold face.

The part above his nose is covered by a strange blood-red mask.

It's a bit inappropriate to say it's a mask, because Lingjiu feels that the mask is more like born from his skin, born on his face.If you look carefully, you will find that the mask on half of the man's face is nothing more than entangled raised blood lines. You can't see the man's face clearly, but it still makes people feel that this is a unique temperament, born with extraordinary... demon.

That's right, demon.

The person in front of him is not a human being, and the restrained evil spirit all over his body cannot escape Lingjiu's eyes.

(End of this chapter)