The Villainess Won’t Let the Main Leads Break Up!

Sitting in front of the vanity mirror, Shen Wanqing looked at the neatly folded Xi robes, frowned slightly, and stretched out his hand to stroke along the texture on it inch by inch.

"My dear, let's eat something first."

An old mother pushed the door in and put the hot tea and pastries next to her. After finishing speaking, he walked around behind her, put her hair in a bun for her, and said with emotion, "Thank you for helping the little girl.

Shen Wanqing raised his head, glanced at the old mother behind him in the mirror, paused for a while, and then reached out to soothe the back of her hand as if patted her hand: "This is originally what a demon should do, and the elderly don't need to be polite. Xipao. I'll just change it, so you don't have to worry about it."

Having said that, the old man still kept his eyes red and kept thanking him. Shen Wanqing coaxed her for a long time before she stopped her tears. She was supported and sat trembling by the side. She didn't forget to push the tea cup: "My dear, the Zizhu forest is cold, and the road is hard. Drink and warm up. ."

Shen Wanqing glanced at the steaming cup of tea, stretched out his hand to lift the cup, took a sip, and said, "Thank you."

The two babbled a few more words before Shen Wanqing sent the crying old man away.

The room finally became quiet again.

Shen Wanqing looked at herself in the mirror, stretched out her hand to fiddle with the delicate bun that had just been coiled, and the sway on her head, seemingly thoughtful.

...Something's wrong.

She suddenly got up and walked to the side, raised her index finger and **** together, and pressed them heavily on two places under her throat. Immediately afterwards, the tea that I had just drunk was coughed up with some pale blood.

Shen Wanqing wiped off the blood on the corners of his mouth and concealed the traces on the ground. Then he sat back in front of the vanity mirror and began to put on the happy clothes.

It's not right.

According to the truth, this monthly sacrifice to the "mountain god" should be of vital importance to the village.

And on such an important occasion, why didn't the village chief who dominate all this show up? What's more, Xijiao was intercepted halfway, and there was such a big noise. The villagers blatantly brought people to their homes to replace the sacrifice objects. Are they not afraid of being discovered by the village chief or the "mountain god"?

Even the old mother made a cumbersome bun for herself so carefully and put on cinnabar.

These processes are cumbersome and meaningless. The only thing that people can feel is that they treat themselves as if they were not treating a counterfeit that led to the **** of the mountain.

It is a real sacrifice.

All this makes Shen Wanqing feel weird.

She couldn't completely trust these villagers.

At the moment, Ji Feichen and the others are not by her side.

According to the initial plan, Zeng Ziyun stayed to take care of the rumors, while Ji Feichen and Xie Wuyan would go to guard near the temple first.

Therefore, rashly defending against these villagers who don't know whether they are friends or enemies, it is better to plan first and join Ji Feichen and the others.

Shen Wanqing changed into a happy suit, put on a red hijab, and was helped onto the sedan chair.

The sedan chair was very bumpy, accompanied by the constant beating of gongs and drums, all the way forward. The harsh sound was deafening, making the strings in your head tense in an instant, and it made you have a headache.

I don't know if it was because of the sound of gongs and drums, or because the sip of tea was not completely forced out.

Shen Wanqing felt that the temperature around him kept sinking, and the cold airflow was born from the soles of his feet. Obviously there is no wind, but the cold air is pressing, mixed with a strong smell of blood and evil spirit, which makes people feel a dull pain from the bones.

It seems that he has entered the Zizhu Forest.

"Girl, we are in the place." The old mother's voice rang through the sedan chair. "After the sedan chair stops, I will help you to the mountain temple, and then you have to go in by yourself. Kneel on the mat for a while. , The mountain **** will naturally come."

Shen Wanqing: "Yeah."

When the sedan chair fell, she was helped to get off the sedan chair, leading all the way to a stop in front of a door.

"Well, girl, I can only send you here." The old mother was about to leave.

"Wait." Shen Wanqing suddenly shouted, she paused, then laughed, "Old man, give me a hug, thank you for sending me here."

Of course the old mother would not refuse.

After the two of them hugged like this, Shen Wanqing stuck the sound transmission talisman hidden in her sleeve behind her hair.

"Squeak—"

The temple door was pushed open.

The damp scent on the face was accompanied by a strong smell of carrion, which made people feel nauseous.

Shen Wanqing took off the red hijab and looked around.

Bones, corpses.

Most of the corpses are already decomposed, but some of them are still faintly recognizable. It doesn't seem as simple as the so-called sacrifice of a girl in a month, because most of them can be seen as male according to their skeleton and body shape.

In addition to these, a few spells can be vaguely seen.

After careful identification, even though it has been covered with blood and mud, it can still be seen that many of the corpses are dressed like monks of various factions or demons.

The situation is wrong.

So many cultivators died here, but the villagers didn't mention a word.

Shen Wanqing raised his hand and drew a golden hairpin from the bun and held it in his hand.

She walked to the center of the temple and glanced at the mat in the center.

The old woman said to kneel on it and wait.

And at this moment, the voice of Tao came from the sound transmission talisman—

"Can the ceremony begin?"

"As soon as five fools are sent to death, the mountain **** will definitely reward us heavily."

"But I heard from the people in the town that this time the monks seem to have some origins..."

"Don't worry, these idiots drank our things early in the morning. I watched it with my own eyes. Skills will definitely be affected. How could it be something that the mountain **** gave me wrong?"

Shen Wanqing frowned.

And at this moment, the sound in the sound transmission talisman suddenly became blurred and unclear, and after a few intermittent screams, it stopped abruptly.

… Could it be said that the spell was discovered?

But at the moment, these are not the key.

Shen Wanqing looked at Mat.

Even if you don't need to distinguish it carefully, you can still smell the **** smell on this mat. It seems that countless monks were deceived here by these villagers, and then they followed the rituals in the eyes to draw out the monsters, and then they were brutally killed.

Although this group of people was full of lies, there was one sentence that was right.

Doing what they said can indeed lead to monsters. But with Ji Feichen's protagonist halo, maybe he can really get rid of this demon, not to mention the bug of Xie Wuyan.

Shen Wanqing was quiet for a long time.

Then turned and left.

When she is a fool?

She is not as axis as the villagers, and in this case, she doesn't bother to use herself as a live target to beat the monster.

She is going to beat the villagers.

But walked to the door and pushed.

The door did not open.

Shen Wanqing still had some cultivation skills no matter what, even if the villagers locked the door, she should be able to push it open according to the truth.

But being so motionless, it should be an evil spirit.

At the same time, a cold current leaped from behind, clinging to her back all the way up, like an invisible big hand, stroking her skin inch by inch, it was creepy.

Shen Wanqing did not move, she tensed her back, slowly put down the hand pushing the door, and squeezed the hairpin in her hand.

It seemed that as soon as he entered the door, he was noticed.

"These idiots sent me a good thing." The male voice seemed to be close to his ears through thousands of layers of fog, but it seemed vague.

He almost uttered these words close to Shen Wanqing's ear, and his strange tone made his heart palpitating even more: "The little girl is quite smart, but too smart is not a good thing."

Shen Wanqing is a little bit painful.

Although it does not seem to have a physical body, she feels that her body is entangled by this strong evil spirit, which stretches every inch of her skin and makes people unable to move.

To tell the truth, this monster chirped and didn't make a move, so he took a lot of effort to touch his body a little bit, and his words were still weird. It's not like killing or torturing, it's more like eating your own tofu.

Then she felt the big invisible hand turning in front of her, moving upwards inch by inch along her lower abdomen.

…I’m actually eating my own tofu.

It was completely different from the Painted Skin Ghost, obviously, this demon power was even stronger and stronger.

The entire temple was entangled in a thick black mist, as if it was about to break the temple at any time.

It stands to reason that at this point, Ji Feichen shouldn't have noticed it yet.

Shen Wanqing thought of what he had heard from the sound transmission talisman, and frowned.

Could it be that Ji Feichen really got the trick and drank the tea given by the villager, so he didn't realize it?

It is better to rely on others than to rely on yourself.

She put the golden hairpin into the flesh, and the blood dripped down the hairpin, blending with the color of the Xi robe.

And at this moment—

"To be honest," Xie Wuyan's voice was lazy, sounding sluggish, "this happy dress doesn't suit you well, it's ugly."

At the same time as the voice sounded, Shen Wanqing felt the demon power attached to his body loosen.

She turned her head.

Xie Wuyan didn't know when he was sitting on the beam of the room, resting his head on the back of his head, and looking up and down as if watching a play: "Is it nosy?"

…So he found out a long time ago.

Shen Wanqing choked speechlessly: "So you played with them?"

"Yeah," Xie Wuyan said in a humble voice, "see how embarrassing you can be."

Shen Wanqing's proud pride did not allow her to be laughed at like this: "I found it too!"

Xie Wuyan: "Oh, I am earlier than you."

Shen Wanqing: "The nature is different!"

Xie Wuyan: "I am earlier than you."

The "Mountain God" on the side tried to speak several times but was interrupted.

His enchanting spirit wandered around the temple for several times, and found that the two men were patronizing the quarrel and didn't take care of themselves at all, unconsciously a little angry.

What's the meaning?

Look down on him?

When "Mountain God" is unhappy, he will make a big move.

His target of attack is very clear. Compared with Xie Wuyan, a dangerous figure who can let him enter here without noticing, Shen Wanqing is obviously better to bully.

All the demon powers gathered into a ball and attacked in her direction, with an extremely strong air current, smashing the surrounding pillars into pieces.

"boom"

That power seemed to hit an extremely hard barrier, and fell apart in an instant.

Xie Wuyan clasped Shen Wanqing's waist with his right hand, moved her to the front of him, and then frowned, "Are you fat?"

Shen Wanqing: "...you don't have to express your acceptance speech at this time, thank you."