Blame The Villain For Being Too Beautiful

This time Ning Jingyu retreated for half a month before leaving.

Song Xuyi didn't know if it was his own illusion, but Ning Jingyu looked gloomy, and his mood seemed a little down after leaving the customs.

Is there a problem with Ning Jingyu's cultivation technique?

"Master, you don't know that I miss you these days when you are in retreat..."

He was worried in his heart, but Song Xuyi couldn't help Ning Jingyu at all at the moment, so he could only try to make Ning Jingyu relax as much as possible.

Song Xuyi cooks a table of delicious food for Ning Jingyu and strives to stir up conversations to enliven the atmosphere of the dinner table.

The little girl has earnest eyes, a sweet smile and looks extremely sincere.

Ning Jingyu glanced at Song Xuyi, thinking that Song Xuyi should have forgotten the rainy night that made Ning Jingyu feel extremely ashamed and angry half a month ago, and the corners of his lips were also relaxed a little. After retreating, I heard Song Xuyi continue to speak: "You don't know, maybe I miss you so much, I actually dreamed of you!"

"Oh—" The corners of Ning Jingyu's lips curled up again.

Ning Jingyu didn't notice the subtle change in Ning Jingyu's expression and continued to laugh: "That dream is so strange! I actually dreamed that Master pretended to be a ghost and wanted to scare me..."

Ning Jingyu lowered his head, his ears turned red quietly.

Her cheeks were also a little hot, Ning Jingyu took a sip of water to cover up the strange cough, and changed the subject: "Did you have such a dream because you were too afraid of ghosts?"

"I'm not afraid of ghosts." Song Xuyi seriously shook his head and looked at Ning Jingyu, who was sitting in front of him as beautiful as a picture scroll, continuing his sugar-coated cannonballs: "With Master next door, I know that Master will not put me in danger—"

Even though he had become familiar with his apprentice's nature during this period of time and knew that Song Xuyi was a sweet-talking little liar, Ning Jingyu was still pleased by Song Xuyi's words, and the corners of his lips curled into an almost undetectable arc.

"That's not necessarily true." Joyful in his heart, Ning Jingyu quickly recovered his expressionless face, and lowered his long eyelashes: "Your master and I are not omnipotent."

Ning Jingyu was just being polite out of habit, but he didn't expect Song Xuyi to nod seriously after hearing her words: "Master's words are very true. As the number one swordsman in the Three Realms, Master really needs to be more diligent..."

Ning Jingyu understood Song Xuyi's meaning almost instantly: So, is she turning a corner and trying to persuade herself to retreat?

Ning Jingyu took a deep look at Song Xuyi, and really didn't understand what the little apprentice was thinking.

But Ning Jingyu is determined not to go back to retreat in a short time.

Ning Jingyu herself never thought that such a day would come to her: Normally, she didn't want to deal with mundane affairs, so she would always find excuses to avoid unnecessary activities in seclusion. Ways to avoid a day of retreat!

Ning Jingyu looked at the table full of food, turned his eyes, and had an idea in his heart:

In fact, she doesn't indulge in her appetite, but because Song Xuyi is the one who cooks, she can't help but use more.

The little apprentice is now at a time of rapid advancement, and his body needs a lot of spiritual power to operate, but the traditional cooking method is delicious, but it consumes a lot of spiritual power.

In order not to retreat, and to improve Song Xuyi's strength in a short time, Ning Jingyu began to study the cooking methods of food.

I have to say that Ning Jingyu is excellent in everything she does. At the beginning, she couldn't control the dosage, and the meals she made were unbearable, but after two or three times, Ning Jingyu had a clue, and the meals she made Every time it is more delicious and energetic.

To make food, ingredients are naturally inseparable. Song Xuyi's small vegetable bed is very good, and there are special small sections for various vegetables and fruits. The output and aura content of the spirit are not high.

Therefore, Ning Jingyu also took over the cooking of the small vegetable bed and the flower garden. Under her care, the flowers in the flower garden are always blooming unbeaten, and the vegetables in the vegetable bed are full of energy and strong.

Ning Jingyu is extremely satisfied with this situation: It is strange to say that she used to think that the world was boring and she was not interested in anything, but now that she tries it, she suddenly finds that the trivial and complicated work has its own unique charm...

But Song Xuyi's feelings are completely different from Ning Jingyu's.

Seeing Ning Jingyu who was obsessed with growing vegetables and flowers, Song Xuyi felt extremely anxious!

You know, Ning Jingyu is the world's number one swordsman and the backbone of the future resistance against the demons. Such a person wastes her precious time all day growing vegetables and flowers. In Song Xuyi's view, it is a waste of everything, let alone the original In the synopsis of the plot, Ning Jingyu finally died in the hands of the Mozun and ended up in ashes.

Only by cultivating hard now can we gain more vitality in the battle against the Demon Lord in the future.

However, planting vegetables and flowers seems to be Ning Jingyu's hobby. Song Xuyi can't reveal the plot in advance, and has no position to prevent Ning Jingyu from doing what she loves to do, so he can only hint at Ning Jingyu with tactful insinuations.

"Master, do you know much about the demons?"

Ning Jingyu stopped watering the flowers, turned his head to look at Song Xuyi, his eyes narrowed slightly: "Why did you suddenly ask about the demons?"

"The demons were aggressive before, but they have suddenly stopped in recent years. I always feel that the demons seem to have a big conspiracy behind them. At that time, I am afraid that the Three Realms will be destroyed again..."

"Really?" Ning Jingyu dragged his tone, turned around and continued to water the flowers: "Don't worry, I will protect you no matter what."

"Of course I believe in Master, but with Master's ability, it is estimated that he is facing an important force of the Demon Race. I am worried that Master will face the Demon Lord—"

"You think I'm going to lose?"

Ning Jingyu finally stopped watering the flowers, turned his head and gave Song Xuyi a deep look.

Seeing Song Xuyi's serious expression with a slightly wrinkled brow, Ning Jingyu suddenly laughed, put down the kettle and reached out to pinch Song Xuyi's cheek, facing Song Xuyi's eyes that were round because of his actions, Ning Jingyu raised his chin slightly, with an expression A little proud: "Now that dark and ugly Demon Lord of the Demon Race is not enough for me...a sword."

Song Xuyi looked at Ning Jingyu's appearance, but the worries in his heart became heavier for a while!

She originally thought that Ning Jingyu's loss was due to lack of strength, but now it seems that there is probably a reason for underestimating the enemy.

Song Xuyi sighed in his heart, and suddenly felt that making Ning Jingyu work hard in practice seemed to be more difficult than protecting the Song family...

Song Xuyi's worry naturally couldn't be hidden from Ning Jingyu's eyes.

Seeing the distrust shining brightly in the little disciple's eyes, Ning Jingyu laughed back angrily, and waved suddenly, a big cloak flew into the room, Ning Jingyu picked up Song Xuyi rudely, widened the flying sword, wrapped Song Xuyi in the big cloak, Immediately afterwards, he drove the flying sword to the north...

The weather gets colder as you go north, but the cloak that Song Xuyi is wearing is extremely warm. Song Xuyi nestled in the cloak, ate two spiritual fruits that Ning Jingyu stuffed into his mouth, and finally digested the spiritual power of the spiritual fruits. Next, Song Xuyi fell asleep without knowing it.

Compared with the peaceful and lively land under the jurisdiction of the fairy world, everything in the Demon Realm is extremely barbaric and primitive but full of power.

A black palace stands in the middle of the land. Song Xuyi's cultivation is not deep now, but he can feel the disturbing aura emanating from that palace, and Ning Jingyu is walking towards this palace with his sword...

That is the magic palace, right? !

Song Xuyi was about to die of fright, and the drowsiness dissipated immediately: Song Xuyi was beaten to death, but he never thought that Ning Jingyu would be so wild, and even brought his Yujian to the Demon Race after a disagreement!

This is the demon race that will bring huge disasters to the Three Realms in the future! Is Ning Jingyu desperate?

Song Xuyi didn't dare to make any big noises, so he could only pull Ning Jingyu's sleeve, desperately using his eyes to signal Ning Jingyu not to act rashly—

But Ning Jingyu didn't seem to feel Song Xuyi's hint, pinched Song Xuyi's cheek again, stuffed Song Xuyi into the cloak, and cast a spell on Song Xuyi to hide his breath, signaling Song Xuyi to keep silent...

Seeing Ning Jingyu's actions, Song Xuyi felt his whole body go numb, he could only stare wide-eyed, watching Ning Jingyu drive the flying sword into the magic palace, and landed on the roof of the magic palace—

However, Song Xuyi was more and more afraid of something: there was a meeting in the magic palace, and many demon generals gathered. Looking at the dark heads below, Song Xuyi felt a wave of despair, and he had already conceived his last words in his heart.

However... a stick of incense time passed, but none of the demons discovered the existence of the two.

The demons below were indeed discussing the matter of attacking the fairy world. The demon king was wrapped in a black cloak, only revealing a pair of dark eyes, and his voice was hoarse and dull, so we couldn't see her specific appearance.

Song Xuyi had heard rumors that there was an irresolvable blood feud between Ning Jingyu and the Demon Lord—the Demon Lord Ning Jingyu killed back then was the husband of this Demon Lord.

Sure enough, the Mozun underneath gritted his teeth and mentioned Ning Jingyu.

"Ning Jingyu is the biggest obstacle to our attack on the Three Realms. If we remove Ning Jingyu, the entire Three Realms will be in our pocket soon..."

Hearing this, Song Xuyi subconsciously looked at Ning Jingyu, but Ning Jingyu was still calm as if the old **** was there, it seemed that the person who the demons hated to the bone and wanted to eat his flesh was not her but other people.

Not long after, the Demon Race meeting broke up.

Ning Jingyu took Song Xuyi Yujian to the upper floor of the demon king's bedroom, but without knowing what method Ning Jingyu used, a water mirror appeared in front of Song Xuyi, and the demon master in the water mirror removed his veil, revealing a pitted s face…

Song Xuyi's eyes widened.

"I did this." Ning Jingyu turned her head and said, without lowering her voice at all: "She is practicing charm, and she used to rely on the previous Demon Lord for supplements, but the previous Demon Lord was killed by me, and she cut off the source of magic energy. The face gradually became like this..."

"When she was not disfigured, she originally intended to seduce me." Ning Jingyu frowned slightly, and curled her lips contemptuously: "She said she would give me the entire demon clan..."

"What a joke, if I want to be a demon king, do I still need her to send me?"

…

Listening to Ning Jingyu's words, Song Xuyi didn't know what to say anymore: Ning Jingyu said so much that the Demon Venerable didn't notice it at all, and it has proved that Ning Jingyu's strength is more than a step higher than the Demon Venerable.

It turned out that Ning Jingyu wasn't bragging: put yourself in his shoes, if it were him, he probably wouldn't be able to raise his vigilance against the defeated opponent.

But why did Ning Jingyu in the plot synopsis die under Mozun's hands?

Song Xuyi always felt that he might have overlooked something, but now that he couldn't contact the system, Song Xuyi couldn't find anything wrong.

She carefully observed the Demon Lord below: the Demon Lord was changing people in front of the mirror. The skin was the face of a pure girl for a while, and a beautiful young woman's face for a while... However, the Demon Lord seemed not satisfied. Throwing the human skin on the ground, looking at the bumpy face in the mirror, he cursed Ning Jingyu in a broken heart and cried out.

"What did she look like before?" Song Xuyi felt that the faces that the Mozun had changed were already very beautiful, but he didn't expect that the Mozun was not satisfied.

Ning Jingyu frowned slightly, and glanced at Song Xuyi, a water mirror appeared in his hand, and in the water mirror appeared a stunning beauty with a voluptuous figure and silky eyes.

"She used to be the second most beautiful woman in the Three Realms." Ning Jingyu pursed her lips and said.

Song Xuyi didn't notice Ning Jingyu's words, she looked at the beauty in the water mirror, and suddenly understood why the Demon Lord hated Ning Jingyu so much - the Demon Lord in the water mirror was so pretty, especially the lazy The charming, wanting to hide the appearance, people can't help but blush and heartbeat...

Song Xuyi blushed, and she committed another problem of face control, and was about to take another look, but found that the water mirror in Ning Jingyu's palm suddenly disappeared, Ning Jingyu's face sank for some reason, and he flew into the sky with his flying sword Leaving the magic palace—

The cold air from high above hit, Song Xuyi consciously wrapped his cloak tightly, looking back on the experience of the day, he felt that everything exceeded his expectations, Song Xuyi never thought that the strength of the demon king was actually weaker than Ning Jingyu up a long...

In the future, it is estimated that the demons will not be used as an excuse to urge Ning Jingyu to practice.

Song Xuyi sighed in his heart: Ning Jingyu in the future will be defeated by the Mozun, and there must be something happening that he doesn't know about. He can only keep an eye on Ning Jingyu and take a step forward!

Song Xuyi was immersed in his own thoughts, but he didn't notice Ning Jingyu's eyes that were getting darker and darker.

Caught off guard, Song Xuyi was pinched again by Ning Jingyu.

"Song Xuyi," Ning Jingyu looked at Song Xuyi with serious eyes, and called Song Xuyi's name for the first time: "Is it so beautiful?"

"Ah?" Song Xuyi frowned, and didn't realize what Ning Jingyu would say for a while.

Ning Jingyu raised his eyes and suddenly laughed:

This smile is different from Ning Jingyu's usual smile.

Clearly wearing holy and dignified white clothes, the smiling Ning Jingyu seems to have assembled all the charming witches in the world, who were born to disturb the world of mortals. Mozu...

Song Xuyi stared blankly at the red mole in the corner of Ning Jingyu's eyes, his heartbeat accelerated inexplicably, and he was almost reluctant to look away: "Master, master?"

"Does it look good?"

Song Xuyi nodded like pounding garlic: "It looks good!"

"In that case," Ning Jingyu's smile became more and more charming, but his eyes darkened. He suddenly approached Song Xuyi's cheek, stretched out his hand to pinch Song Xuyi's face again, and said every word, gnashing his teeth: "There is me, the number one in the Three Realms. The beauty is in front of your eyes, why do you still think about that ugly demon?"

The author has something to say:

Someone is sour.

Who it is I don't know.

I dare not ask.