Villain: I Will Become Stronger By Accepting A Female Apprentice

"So good."

After Wang Xin put away the fragments of the jade pendant, a playful smile appeared on the corners of his lips.

"Then, next question."

As she spoke, she grabbed Liu Yushu's warm big hand, put his hand on her waist, looked up at him with her pretty face slightly raised, and continued to ask:

"How did you get here from there? Can you tell me? Bad brother."

Hearing this, Lang Zimiu showed a slightly hesitant expression, then looked into the eyes of the woman in front of him and said hesitantly:

"I, I used a rather strange method."

"A strange method? What method?"

Wang Xin suddenly became interested, with curiosity mixed in his beautiful eyes.

You must know that no one in the entire north of Huaiyuan dares to cross Huaiyuan at will, except for the empress who is respected by thousands of people.

But the smelly brother in front of him has some unique way to cross Huaiyuan.

"Sister, don't ask."

Lang Zimiu couldn't make up any tricks for a while, so he had to look like he couldn't bear it. He put his warm hands on Wang Xin's waist with slight force, grasped her waist, and then He lowered his head affectionately, trying to cover her red and attractive lips, so that she could not speak and could not continue to ask.

Seeing this, Wang Xin's delicate body trembled slightly, and the soft flesh on her waist was gripped, making it itch.

Then she stretched out her jade hand and placed it between her lips and Lang Zimiu's lips, letting Lang Zimiu kiss her fingers.

"Hurry up, sister, I'll be intimate with you after you finish."

"All right..."

Lang Zimiu was a little confused, and then made up something random:

"It's because I got a treasure by chance, but that treasure can only be used once, which means I can't go back now. I can only go back when the Empress builds the Holy Bridge before the Holy Mountain is opened."

Lang Zimiu said sincerely, not looking like he was lying.

It is true that he came here using props, and it is true that he will not be able to go back for a while.

Hearing this, Wang Xin looked into his eyes carefully and felt that he didn't seem to be lying.

At the same time, he was slightly surprised in his heart, a little surprised by his luck. What props and treasures could help him cross Huaiyuan?

She couldn't imagine it, and at most she thought of a few possibilities, but she didn't plan to keep questioning him anymore, because what she wanted to do was to manipulate Lang Zimiu, not completely control him.

"Okay, sister, I won't ask you anymore."

Wang Xin removed the thoughtful look on her pretty face, and a big sister's smile appeared on her lips. She took his hand and walked towards the seat.

"By the way, bratty brother, what is your true strength?"

She looked back at Lang Zimiu with curiosity and asked.

"The seventh level of the Venerable Realm."

Lang Zimiu did not hesitate and answered directly and truthfully.

There is nothing to hide, and I must try my best to show that I am extraordinary now.

As expected, Wang Xin's expression suddenly turned astonished, and she looked at him in surprise.

"How old are you?"

"26."

Lang Zimiu continued to answer without any reservation.

Hearing this, Wang Xin stopped immediately and looked at him with trembling beautiful eyes.

Twenty-six years old, seventh level of the Venerable Realm, and grew up in that land of scarcity.

This kind of talent and luck is not much worse than Zhao Anping, right?

There are very few such existences in the entire north of Huaiyuan, not even a single hand.

Zhao Anping is the only one.

But now Wang Xin feels that maybe Lang Zimiu is more likely than Zhao Anping. After all, he grew up in a land of scarcity and got to where he is now on his own.

Suddenly, Lang Zimiu's value in Wang Xin's eyes rose to another level. Originally, he might have only valued his appearance and his status as a subordinate of Jasmine, but now, he regarded him as a treasure.

If you can train him well... wouldn't it mean that you have a handsome, charming, talented, lucky and transcendent little puppy?

Thinking about it, her beautiful eyes could not help but glow with a gleam of passion, and she continued to pull Lang Zimiu towards the seat.

Let Lang Zimiu sit on the seat, and she straddled his lap, her jade hands wrapped around his neck, and she looked at him charmingly.

Feeling the warmth on Lang Zimiu's body, she couldn't help but feel a blush on her cheeks.

I plan to get something more from Lang Zimiu, and then try to retreat for a while.

Maybe you can improve yourself a lot.

"elder sister..."

Lang Zimiu's blood started to surge as the woman on top of him straddled him on his lap.

I thought that I had passed the test for the time being, right? Then I would have to enjoy it again.

He stretched out his hand and gently grasped Wang Xin's slender and tender waist like a water snake, stretched out his mouth and kissed her slender and fair neck.

They kissed quickly, slightly roughly, and passionately.

"Well...."

Wang Xin raised her pretty face slightly, half-squinted her beautiful eyes, and let out a low hum, then put her jade hand on Lang Zimiu's head and gently grabbed his hair.

The refreshing fragrance poured into Lang Zimiu's nasal cavity, making his already boiling blood boil even more. His breathing became extremely heavy, hitting Wang Xin's neck.

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At the same time, Zhao Anping was sitting in the original welcome hall, motionless, sitting upright on the seat, like a wooden man, with an expressionless face. I don't know what he was thinking.

At this moment, there was a sudden knock on the door. Hearing the sound, he came back to his senses and whispered:

"come in."

Although he was mostly convinced that this person would not be able to provide him with any useful information, he still said this.

As his voice came out, the door was pushed open and two men walked in. They were both dressed in the costumes of the Assassination Pavilion Silver Medal Assassins.

With a touch of tension and pressure on his face, he walked towards Zhao Anping.

When they were notified before, they felt uncomfortable for a while. They obviously just accepted the task and didn't even see anyone, but now it seems that they are going to take the blame.

"Zhao Tianjiao."

The two shouted politely and sat down opposite Zhao Anping.

In this way, Zhao Anping began his interrogation.

But the result is obvious, he didn't ask anything. Although he has the ability to distinguish between true and false, it is of no use at this moment.

.......

"Stinky, stinky brother..."

"you you......."

This time, Lang Zimiu was much more unrestrained and relaxed than last time.

Wang Xin felt a little overwhelmed.