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

Xuan Li recognized the master, the Demon Flame Mountain group, subdued the Fire Lin Beast, broke the magic restriction, and fought with the goddess to sacrifice the magic to Canghai. Inexplicably, she knew the first move, the second move and even the third move after that.

A series of opportunities verified the identity of the demon princess.

No wonder she is a villain possessed by demons, a junior sister in a villain sect who colludes with demon cultivators.

Everything is destined.

She analyzes the past from God's perspective and corrects everything with the attitude of someone who has experienced it.

The past is the past and the present is the present.

Again, in this life she is the disciple and he is the master. As long as Yan Mo doesn't mention it himself, she will not take the initiative to mention it.

Having said that, Zi Xi, you are really a love brain. After thousands of years, how can you become a demon princess and still be affected by love?

Is falling in love more delicious than stewed goose?

Maybe, seeing someone fall in love?

Bai Yuan and Yan Mo's may be more fragrant than Da Goose...

Wan He looked at Wei Wei, and everyone was looking at Wei Wei.

Can Wei Wei say no?

If he can't do it, he can do it on his own. Can he go up and fight Yan Mo or what?

He can only accept it.

But he nodded, but Wan He didn't agree.

"Master, Senior Brother and Senior Brother Song don't actually need to fight. It's Senior Sister Yaosu who has objections to me, so she does these little tricks behind my back. I should be competing with her, and other people have nothing to do with this matter!"

Wan He rolled up her sleeves and wanted to fight Yao Yu now. She didn't listen to Song Qingyun's suggestion and didn't look at Yao Wei's face. She lifted up her skirt and stepped away from her horse. She stretched out her index finger towards Yao Yu: "You, come here. ah!"

Yao Yu: "..."

Song Qingyun had a headache: "Didn't I tell you that she is not well now..."

"Then you go with her!" Wan He said quickly.

Song Qingyun has nothing to say anymore. You said Yao Ruo was injured and couldn't be beaten. They asked your senior brother to accompany them. Two people beat one person. What else can you say?

Just when Yan Zhong and others were about to object, Wan He shook his finger at them: "Don't worry, just stop clicking!"

Yan Zhong breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good, but don't beat him to death!"

Song Qingyun:......

Yao Yu: Are you worried that my senior brother and I will be beaten to death when we co-author?

isn't it?

Is Wan He really that strong?

She walked slowly to Song Qingyun, pursed her lips and lowered her eyes, whether it was a mule or a horse, she had to lead him out for a ride.

She was a disciple of the Leiyin Sect that the whole sect was happily celebrating that day, but Wan He was an ordinary person who was rejected by the Leiyin Sect.

She joined the Leiyin Sect, where alchemy was popular, but Wan He was picked up by the Leiyin Sect, which was not favored by others.

A year and a half passed, and each of them grew up. She was favored by everyone in her school, and Wan He seemed to be no less favored than her.

Let's compare. How can a disciple with an ordinary fire spirit vein compare to her, a pure spirit with a pure water spirit?

"Wait a minute, why did you lose?" Yan Mo turned the xuan flute to look at Yao Wei.

Wei Wei pondered: "We lost, the amplified music of all cultivation sects apologized, you lost,"

He paused, but he didn't dare to say anything about abolishing his cultivation and expelling him from the school.

Yan Mo raised his eyebrows: "Huh?"

Wei Wei: "If you lose, just take good care of your injuries!"

Yan Mo made a faint sound and turned to one side. The three wolf dogs stopped circling Song Zhi and jumped back and forth around him, making a few noises from time to time to attract his attention.

Elder Qiu and Elder Zeng had a hard time holding back their laughter. They couldn't help but remember what Kuai Wei said: "If you lose, just take good care of yourself!"

Yan Zhong nodded: "Don't tell me, Sect Master Wei knows the current affairs better than the island master!"

Yan Xiu laughed: "It was Master's strength that taught him, but it turns out they don't know how!"

Yan Tong held her fists with stars in her eyes: "I'm crazy about Master, I'm crazy about Master, I'm banging against the wall because of Master!"

Yan Yang reminded: "You said the same thing last time, little junior sister. Who are you obsessed with, senior sister?"

Yan Dan touched his chin: "After a while, the junior sister finished the beating, and the senior sister changed her tune!"

Yan Tong: "If it doesn't hinder or affect, everyone is crazy and crazy!"

Yan Yi glanced at his senior brother, who looked at Yan Tong with a confused look.

While talking, Wan He, Song Qingyun and Yao Yu had already started to stand up.

The first is Song Qingyun, holding a sword in one hand across his chest, with a serious expression and a bit of unbearable confidence. After all, he is a disciple of the sect and has practiced decades earlier than Wan He. He bullies newcomers one-on-one, let alone the first one. Versus two: "Little junior sister Wanhe, get it"

"call out--"

"Bang!!!"

At once……

Ok……

It's hard to comment, it was so fast that Song Qingyun was knocked to the ground by a gray shadow and didn't even realize what happened.

His eyes moved together uncontrollably, seeing double images. It took him a long time to see clearly that there was a brick next to his head.

It's solid, not even a crack.

He just wanted to ask Wan He, where did he pick up bricks of such good quality?

In the silent field, Wan He clapped his hands, walked to Song Qingyun, picked up the bricks, and put them into the Qiankun bag.

He gave Song Qingyun a very concerned look: "Senior Brother Song, I'm offended!"

Song Qingyun: Ah, isn’t this what I want to say?

I haven't finished speaking yet...

Why do you feel like you don't know what to say?

He sat up holding his head and shook it: "I said, it hasn't started yet..."

Yan Dan: “Who decided when to start?

You have the final say?

Standing here, we can take action at any time. No, we can take action at any time since you entered the snowy area.

You are clearly looking for trouble and can make you stand at attention in front of the Jiaolong Palace. This is because we in the Snow Country are polite! "

These words were quite rude. Song Qingyun stood up. He knew that he could not speak with seven mouths in the Kunlun Snowy Land.

This time he wants to stand up again. It doesn't matter, it's just a brick. He can fight again. He has deep spiritual power and is in the late stage of Jindan cultivation. Almost all sects are alchemy cultivators. For a sword cultivator like him, that's The protective umbrella of the entire sect.

He is the eldest disciple, he is the most powerful, and he must not be knocked down by a brick and unable to get up.

This time he has to be careful, and this time he will never take it lightly again.

However, Wan He ignored him at all and went directly to Yaosuo.

Yao Yu's eyes were dark, and she quickly stepped back, throwing out a few talismans to deal with Wan He. It was true that she was an alchemy cultivator, but it was because she was an alchemy cultivator that her combat power was not good, so she carried some self-defense items with her.

Several delay talismans exploded, and Wan He cleverly dodged them. This was nothing, they were all normal operations and reactions.

But while Yaosu was flying, he dropped another delay talisman, and it happened to be thrown in the direction of Wan He's avoidance. This was a prediction of Wan He's prediction.

Wan He's figure paused, as if he had been hit by a delay charm, and his movements of raising his feet and waving his hands slowed down infinitely in front of everyone.

She reached for the Qiankun bag, but she didn't take it out for a long time.

Song Qingyun saw the right moment and flashed in front of Wan He. This was really the best opportunity. He hesitated for a moment and did not draw his sword. Instead, he raised his hand and prepared to hit Wan He on the shoulder.