Is my master a villain?Don't worry, I'll show it off first

The goddess groaned and struck down, tightening the whip, and a huge snake head turned in front of her.

"what--"

Screaming, when a person is in extreme fear, will be controlled by the brain and can't help but roar. This can relieve one's own nervousness to a certain extent and frighten the enemy to a certain extent.

However, her screams did not shock anyone, nor did they relieve the slightest tension. She felt that her whole body was numb, the cold blood was solidified in her body, and she even forgot to breathe.

"Xuan... Xuan snake... Xuan snake whip???"

How frightened was it that the second lady heard her sister's intermittent voice speaking for a long time before she finished her sentence. If she wasn't paying attention, she wouldn't be able to hear the breath in the middle.

"Black Snake Whip?

Sister? You mean she is-"

Before Wan He's whip was removed, Yan Yi returned to her side and was checked several times before it was safe.

"I'm fine!"

Wan He nodded and turned to the two sisters: "You two, are you going to kill yourself or should I help you?"

The goddess was entangled by Xuan Li and was almost out of breath. The second lady knelt on the ground and did not dare to move because her sister said "Don't move."

She would just cry on the spot, begging for mercy while crying: "Princess-Princess, we were wrong, are you so noble? Please, please spare my sister, wuwuwu..."

Her head was filled with questions. How could the Black Snake Whip suddenly appear after disappearing for 300 years?

Wasn’t the demon princess dead long ago?

But how could the person in front of me have a black snake whip?

Why is her demonic energy so strong?

Where has her state reached?

If she is a real demon princess, why does she appear in the cultivation sect again?

Are we still from the same sect as the human world?

what happened?

"Princess...Princess...Subordinate, this subordinate is too blind to see Taishan. I should not be disrespectful to the princess. The crime deserves death..."

This is what the goddess said before she fainted.

Wan He was completely paralyzed: "Don't call me princess, I have nothing to do with you. If you just blindly label me and let others listen, how can I return to the sect?"

What nonsense! "

The second young lady shook her shoulders: "Sister—sister—"

She knelt down and took a few steps forward: "Princess, princess, please spare my sister. My sister didn't know you were a princess, so she made a big mistake. Please!"

Wan He narrowed his eyes: "You still call me princess. If you two sisters keep calling me princess, I will never keep you!"

The second young lady immediately swore: "Okay, okay, we will never call you princess again. If we reveal your identity to others, we will die suddenly!"

Wan He touched his chin, weighing the weight of her words.

"Please, aren't you a cultivation disciple?

Saving one life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. If you complete your merits and achieve immortality as soon as possible..."

The second lady's mind was spinning very fast. Wan He snapped her fingers, and Xuan Li returned to her hand with satisfaction. The goddess's demonic energy was really enough, and it could be slowly digested for a while.

The black snake whip was withdrawn, and the second young lady lay on the goddess and cried: "Sister - sister, wake up, wake up -"

When the goddess woke up, her cultivation level had regressed to the point where it was worse than that of the earth demon. Even her sister could easily defeat her.

The Black Snake Whip is indeed well-deserved. I heard that back then, when the Black Snake Whip was whipped out, the demon soldiers and generals were instantly wiped out. She was still alive, so Wan He showed mercy.

"male--"

The second young lady immediately covered her mouth and shook her head: "Sister, you can't call her princess. She's not a princess, she's just an ordinary monk. If we want to survive, we can't reveal any information about her. Do you understand?"

The goddess's eyes moved slightly and she looked at Wan He. She didn't understand why. The devil had been training them, asking them to learn the princess's spells and dress up like the princess. Wasn't it just to miss the princess?

Why not acknowledge her identity?

What a joy it is for the demon world to welcome back the princess who has repeatedly won the war between immortals and demons 300 years ago?

Isn't this the addition of a God of War, which is equivalent to divine help?

Wan He didn't want to look at them crying. Without looking back, he stretched out his hand and led Yan Yi away: "Senior brother, let's go back to find Xiao Jiu'er quickly and see if senior sister is back!"

Yan Yi raised his long eyebrows slightly, glanced at the two women on the ground indifferently, and said quietly.

After walking more than ten meters, he wrapped his wrist and the Frost Sword unsheathed silently, stabbing towards the goddess sisters rapidly.

The void let out a sigh that could not be detected.

With a slight movement of his fingertips, the Liushuang Sword stopped in place without moving any further. A hosta-green figure appeared out of thin air, and a faint fragrance of gardenia filled the air.

The two sisters looked at the Frost Sword staying beside him with horrified eyes: "Who are you? Why do you want to save us?"

The second young lady's voice was a bit loud. The corners of the man's lips were slightly raised, his sleeves were flicked, and the voice came back to him like a stream of water. Wan He, who had just walked out not far away, was stunned without alarming.

But the Liushuang sword missed, and Yan Yi turned around.

Their eyes met in nothingness.

Yan Yi looked surprised: Master?

Yan Mo tilted his head slightly: "Xiao Wu, dead people don't talk nonsense, but if a goddess dies in the demon world, they will definitely be traced!"

When the time comes, the news about Xiao Qi will leak out.

Yan Yi's eyelashes trembled: It's my disciple's lack of thinking!

The sword returned, bringing back a burst of gardenia fragrance.

Wan He sniffed his nose: "Huh? Why does it smell like Master?"

As she was about to sniff around, Yan Yi held her head down and said, "You may be missing Master. Let's go back to find Senior Sister and then go back to Master!"

Wan He rubbed his nose: "Really? Didn't you smell it, senior brother?"

"No……"

The sound gradually faded away, and Yan Mo held a string of green beads in his hand and played with them little by little.

The goddess's eyes flashed: "Are you - Yan Mo, the Lord of the Kunlun Snow Region?"

"It's me, you guys know something you shouldn't know today..."

The goddess turned pale: "So you want to kill people and silence them?"

"Well, close your eyes and I'll send you on your way. Don't worry, I'll do it easily and it won't hurt!"

The goddess said sadly: "Have you always been in the dark?"

"A lot of nonsense!"

"Why did you take the princess into your sect? What kind of shocking conspiracy are you planning? You..."

Before he finished speaking, he stopped, and Yan Mo's fingers suddenly pressed between their eyebrows.

The thin lips parted slightly: "Sorrow is on my brows, I forget words and my heart is burning. When I come back, all my sails are gone, when I leave - everything is gone!"

The green glistening light sank into the eyebrows, forming a nail with the word "forgot".

The two looked confused and looked confused.

A gust of wind passed by, and there was no one left in the place.

The second young lady exclaimed: “Sister, why are we here?”

The goddess stood up: "I'm so tired. Why did my realm become an earth demon?"

"Me too, my realm has also regressed. What's going on?"

The two of them were cast a forgetting spell and forgot all about the Peach Blossom Stream. The second lady forgot even more. From the moment she met Huang Linlin, her memory was blank.

The two of them looked at the various injuries on their bodies in a daze, frowning.