Dressed As a Waste of Marrying a Villain

The lights inside the door went out, there was no light in the cracks of the door, and the corridor was pitch black and silent. Occasionally, the snoring of the residents next door was especially obvious.

She was probably asleep, Luo sighed tonight, smelled his alcohol, and prepared to go back to the house to take a shower.

Just as she turned around, she suddenly heard a loud noise in the room, as if something heavy fell on the ground, she suddenly stopped, turned around and knocked on the door of Qu Weiyin.

"Little Master? Little Master!" She yelled twice, but there was still no movement in the room. She felt anxious and slapped the door with a palm, and her spiritual force cut off the latch. The wooden door creaked and opened wide.

She broke into the room and saw Qu Weiyin lying on her side on the bed under the moonlight, with one hand resting behind her ears, her brows frowning tightly, as if she had entered the nightmare, and the one who had just landed was the Waning Moon Star Sword, who was thrown away. The sword spirit that came out was lying on the ground, rubbing his butt.

Luo Jinxiao only breathed a sigh of relief. She closed the door and tiptoed to Qu Weiyin's bed, trying to cover her with a quilt.

Unexpectedly, Jian Ling jumped up from the ground, opened his mouth to Luo Jinxiao's hand and bit, stamping a small tooth mark on her white hand.

Luo had a pain during eating tonight, hissed, and withdrew his hand.

"You go out, you are not welcome here." Although the sword spirit is a small one, it is still a bit fierce and evil when it screams.

"Little Shishu is unwell? I think she is so pale." Luo squatted down tonight, looked at Qu Weiyin's face, and then touched her smooth forehead.

It doesn't seem to be sick.

"If you really care about her, stay away from her. You don't have to worry about her again." Jian Ling seemed to be dissatisfied with her, and disliked her every sentence.

Luo ignored Sword Spirit tonight, she was just startled by the movement, her only drunkenness disappeared instantly, and she was much more awake now.

She stretched out her hand and poured silver-white spiritual power into Qu Weiyin's body to investigate.

The immortal veins are strong and full of spiritual power, but between these spiritual powers, mixed with bursts of black energy, constantly competing with spiritual power, wanting to dove to occupy the magpie's nest, even if Qu Weiyin is strong, this devilish energy is also growing day by day. , Presumably the time to contend with spiritual power is just around the corner.

The devilish energy suddenly surged, Qu Weiyin and Dai's eyebrows were tightly furrowed, and her beautiful brows were twisted into Sichuan. She whispered in pain, and her jade-like body curled up into a ball, holding her hands in her arms, like a child taking safety .

Luo Jinxiao saw her in pain, and her heart was even more painful. She reversed her palms, and at the same time she retracted her spiritual power, she tried to inhale the devilish energy into her body.

"Hey hey hey, you are stupid, that is devilish energy!" Jian Ling quickly stopped, before he got close to Luo Jinxiao's body, he heard a soft groan. Luo suddenly felt pain in his chest tonight and almost vomited a mouthful of blood. .

She suddenly changed from squatting to kneeling, holding her hands on the edge of the bed.

The devil qi is indeed a devil qi. Not only was she unable to breathe out for her at all, she almost broke her heart and lungs.

"Two lunatics." Jian Ling was stunned, cursing.

After Luo came over tonight, he asked sideways, "How long has she been like this."

"Since I killed the old man Nagqu, it has been like this almost every night. I either don't sleep. If I fall asleep, I am unconscious. It will be normal early the next morning."

"Okay, okay, you go, the old man still sees you not pleasing to your eyes. Go away!" Jian Ling dragged Luo Jinxiao's arm and dragged her out of the door.

Luo Jinxiao was trembling with her eyebrows. Just stepping back a few steps, he heard Qu Weiyin suddenly turn over, muttering in his mouth: "Luo Jinxiao..."

When Luo heard his name tonight, he immediately stopped, pushed the sword spirit to the side, and returned to the bed again.

Qu Weiyin's white onion palm fumbled in the air. Luo handed it up tonight and was grabbed by her, which stopped the panic in her sleep.

"Don't die." She said suddenly, her tone very sad, her eyelashes trembling, her white teeth biting her vermilion lips, her hair scattered and sticking to her forehead, and she was too beautiful.

"I'm not dead, I'm here." Luo looked at her tonight and felt distressed, but he didn't know what to do.

Did she dream of this, the dignified Demon Venerable would be so frightened.

Qu Weiyin's dream heard Luo Jinxiao's voice, and then he calmed down again, curled up into a ball again, the slender waist and jade shoulders outlined in the red clothes, delicate and soft.

She is so defenseless now, clutching Luo Jinxiao's sleeves tightly, lying on the bed.

Qu Weiyin seemed to be half asleep and half awake. She even opened her eyes slightly, her eyes were in a mist, and she couldn't see clearly. The devilish energy slowly crawled around her body, like a black worm.

Luo Jinxiao saw it in his eyes, and was anxious in his heart.

She wanted to pour a cup of cloud-mist tea for Qu Weiyin, who knew that when she got up, her waist was wrapped around from behind. Qu Weiyin was so powerful that she was pulled back a few steps and staggered on the bed.

The sword spirit screamed, and his small hand hurriedly covered his eyes. "Little Uncle!" Luo was suddenly surrounded by her hot arms tonight, hurriedly whispered, his ears were red to the base of his neck.

Qu Weiyin's body is really beautiful, soft and enchanting, graceful and graceful, holding her so tightly, she really has no strength to resist.

She doesn't have any passions/desires, hugging Luo tonight is like hugging a jade pillow, but Luo is not tonight, she froze in place, not daring to move.

The little wine that she had just drunk is now all over her mind, and now she feels that in her huge head, half of it is Qu Weiyin, and the other half is wine. With a shake, it becomes a ball of beauty paste.

"Be with me." Qu Weiyin opened his mouth.

Her voice was hoarse and charming, like the most crazy medicine, she wanted to escape but couldn't escape.

Qu Weiyin suddenly forced Luo Jinxiao onto the bed, held himself in front of her, and tried to open her eyes. She seemed to want to see Luo Jinxiao's face. Finally, she gave up and poke Luo Jinxiao with her smooth fingertips. Mouth.

Sword Spirit saw this sight through his fingers, and while muttering "absurd", he ran around with his face in a panic, got into the sword of the waning moon and stars, and refused to come out again.

Luo tightened his body tonight, and his lips were tightly pressed, not daring to speak.

Suddenly, she felt her whole body getting hot and dry. She didn't know whether she was shy when she saw such a song, or she was infected by the hot temperature in the room.

Qu Weiyin pressed Luo Jinxiao hard, and said in a very small, inaudible soft tone: "Fear."

Just when Luo Jinxiao thought she was going to do something, Qu Weiyin suddenly softened, and buried his head between Luo Jinxiao's shoulders and neck, and the sound of thin breathing sounded, along with the spray of heat.

Luo Jinxiao relaxed his body with her, raised his hand and touched it, already sweating profusely.

Qu Weiyin finally got rid of the nightmare this time. There was no more evil spirit lingering on his body, and he slept very deeply, but his hands were still tightly grasping Luo Jinxiao's sleeves, and he couldn't pull them apart.

Luo Jinxiao was still afraid of waking her up, so he didn't dare to use force, and finally had to lie down as it was to calm the crazy beating in his heart.

Qu Weiyin's body was surprisingly soft after falling asleep, and her hairy temples were itchy with the breeze blowing from somewhere.

Luo still didn't dare to twist tonight. Now, as long as she tilted her head slightly, she could see Qu Weiyin's red lips like fresh fruit, and her breath was like orchids, charming and bright.

She sighed slightly, her thoughts were chaotic, and the moonlight was gone outside. She didn't know when, she fell asleep in a daze.

Early the next morning, Xiguang lit up the hut with a hint of bright red, and the dust on the ground rose and floated in the beam of light.

Qu Weiyin opened his eyes, his eyes were misty first, and then he recovered his clarity.

Suddenly, she felt that something was wrong, and propped up her body with her hands. What she saw was Luo's sleeping face tonight. She almost screamed and hurriedly turned into a light and shadow to the ground, stepped back, and hit the door with her back.

She looked at Luo Jinxiao in amazement, stunned in place.

Luo slept lightly tonight and was naturally awakened. She stood up with a carp and wanted to explain to Qu Weiyin, but she waved her hand to set a barrier in front of her.

"Why are you here?" She opened her phoenix eyes, clenched her hands tightly, and put her back behind her back.

"I just broke in yesterday because I was afraid of something wrong with my little uncle. I, I absolutely don't have any ambitions." Luo raised his hands tonight and squatted.

"Then why are you in my bed?" Qu Weiyin looked flustered, she looked at the messy bed, tried her best to calm herself down, don't think about it.

"Last night it was the little uncle who refused to let me go, it was not that I insisted on staying." Luo Jinxiao felt it was so difficult to speak for the first time, and explained with a wry smile.

Qu Weiyin paled when she heard the words, she gritted her teeth and said in a deep voice, "Nonsense, how can I, how can I be so ignorant!"

Luo Jingxiao couldn't explain it clearly. She stretched out her hands without tears: "Little Master, think about what dream you had last night, but you have the impression that you must be a nightmare. Dreams mistakenly think of reality."

Qu Weiyin's clear phoenix eyes drooped, and his expression suddenly became unnatural.

Luo tilted his head to look at her face tonight, and suddenly smiled, his thin lips curled into crescents, and thoughtfully: "Little Shishu kept calling me last night, could it be a dream..."

Before she finished speaking, Qu Weiyin covered her mouth, and said fiercely: "Shut up, and continue speaking, believe it or not, I will return to the door of no regrets now, you go find the entrustment of the master!"

Luo shut up obediently tonight, but the corners of his lips were still smiling, staring at Qu Weiyin's wet eyes when he got up early.

Qu Weiyin was staring at her with goose bumps, and she hurriedly retracted her jade finger, and turned to hold the Canal Moon Star Sword.

"Okay, where to go, there is still news from the sect master." Qu Weiyin no longer looked at Luo Tonight, and his tone returned to calm and indifferent.

Luo Jinxiao had such a riot yesterday. What should be said is also clear, and what should be thought is clearly understood. Now he is smart not to mention it, anyway, it will be long in the future.

She honestly took out the napkin, and saw that the sun-like pattern originally painted on it became another shape.

Qu Weiyin looked at the pattern indifferently for a while, then said: "Chang Hu?"

Changji is a large stretch of endless extreme cold in the northwest. It is windy and snowy all year round, desolate and uninhabited, and rare birds and beasts. It is often used to exile and imprison evil-doers, or demons.

In addition, it is also the favorite place for many sect disciples to experience. Although it is bitter and cold, there are many demons, and it is easy to get a lot of elixirs and spirit stones to assist in cultivation.

I just don't know what the sect master asked them to do next.

But if you are lucky, you might be able to meet the tree demon. The relationship between the tree demon and Xiuxiu is really bumpy. Luo always seems to see himself in them tonight, so he always wants to help.

"Since it was the intention of the sect master, then go." Qu Weiyin said. She raised her hand and took the sword. The green silk that had been spilt was wrapped in a golden light, and she quickly wore a light bun behind her. Part of the blue silk hangs down, shining like brocade.

"Young Master Really want to accompany me?" Luo Jinxiao leaned close to Qu Weiyin's side with a grin, but Qu Weiyin turned his head to avoid him.

"You think you can handle everything with progress in your cultivation, but something went wrong, and you didn't want me to save you. The gain is not worth the loss." Qu Weiyin seemed to have been "frivolous" before dissolving, and his tone was not very clear. Friendly.

She glanced at Luo Tonight, the red robe was blowing wind, and she hurried out the door.

Luo knew her temper and was so fierce tonight, she couldn't help but feel happy. She stood still and touched her face, her apricot eyes curled slightly and her lips curled and smiled.

She raised her leg and jumped to catch up with her: "Then the little uncle still wants to protect me, right?"

"Go away."