The Great Villain is Not to Be Trifled With

zz wished that his host really had this mirror, so that he could directly expose Qi Yuan's disguise.

Everyone left in twos and threes, Ling Qingxuan was thinking about whether to bring something to eat for Feng Jue, when someone next to her suddenly shot, she instantly moved away and restrained him.

"Elder Ling, it's me, Mu Lin." The wrist was pinched so painfully that Mu Lin was shocked by her sharpness. He just wanted to test it.

It turned out to be the male lead, and Aya Qingxuan let go.

"You came to help me clean up?" Next to her were tables, chairs and tea sets.

Mu Lin wanted to say that was not the case, but under Ling Qingxuan's eyes, he still moved these things back to the school. He was afraid that Ling Qingxuan would leave, so he quickly finished these things.

"Elder Ling didn't ask why the disciple wanted to worship you in the first place?"

Because this seat is beautiful and powerful.

[Host, don't float! ] How did zz not find out that the host is such a narcissistic person.

Ling Qingxuan had a stern face. Could it be that what she said was wrong?

Seeing that Ling Qingxuan didn't speak, Mu Lin took a step closer, "This disciple just wants to go to Elder Ling's door, I wonder if Elder Ling can go to..."

"No." Ling Qingxuan didn't give him a chance to speak, "You are already Elder Tian's disciple."

Mu Lin's eyes dimmed a lot. He still has family revenge to avenge. Looking at the Qiankun Sect, only Ling Qingxuan has this strength. If she is willing to teach herself what she has learned in her life, he will definitely be able to revive the Wulin League.

And why, back then, she would rather choose someone with poor aptitude than herself, "Elder Ling..."

"Master!" The person who interrupted him this time was Feng Jue, the young man strode over and stood side by side with Ling Qingxuan, "Something happened in the hall."

So Ling Qingxuan followed Feng Jue back to the peak.

Mu Lin looked at the backs of the two of them, and the unfinished words were suffocating.

After not seeing him for a few days, Feng Jue's spiritual power seemed to have increased a little, and he could feel that it was really different to practice with Ling Qingxuan.

"Is this what you said?" Ling Qingxuan glanced at Feng Jue, what could happen, there was nothing in Xuanqing Hall.

Feng Jue lowered her head and answered irrelevantly, "Master went to see Mu Lin on purpose?"

"What's the matter with you." She was looking for trouble with the heroine, and it was too troublesome to explain.

"Disciple..." As if something blocked his heart, Feng Jue opened his mouth and finally knelt in front of Ling Qingxuan, "This disciple deceived the master to return to the temple, and I hope the master will punish him."

What is the villain doing, begging for punishment?

"Practice Yujian in three days."

"Ah?" Feng Jue raised her misty eyes, "Master, are you talking about punishment?"

Ling Qingxuan nodded and went back to his bedroom.

After she left, Feng Jue sat on the ground as if she had lost her strength. Seeing that Ling Qingxuan hadn't returned for a long time, and the signal appeared again, he hurried to the door, but he didn't want to hear what Mu Lin said. He still wanted to worship Ling. Under the door of Qingxuan.

Obviously he was Ling Qingxuan's close disciple, he finally had the closest person, why did Mu Lin come to **** him.

Compared to Mu Lin, he is like a cloud of mud.

He doesn't need anything else, as long as he stays by Ling Qingxuan's side all the time, has a home and a home!

[Warning, the detection villain has a blackening trend! 】

Ling Qingxuan just got on the hammock and was slightly taken aback.

Blackening?

[If the villain is blackened to a serious level, it will no longer increase his favorability. 】zz explained to Aya Qingxuan the formation and consequences of blackening.

Does he think this is a heavy punishment?

The blackening would affect her mission. Ling Qingxuan lifted her feet out of bed and went outside to take a look. Feng Jue fell from the sword in one fell swoop, and the uniform on her body was stained with a lot of dust.

When he fell to the ground, he didn't say a word, and re-steered his sword.