Kuai Chuan: I really don’t want to be a villain

Ye Ziqing has always been very smart. She can learn anything in one go. Naturally, this also includes Song Qiao's teachings, otherwise she would not know what to do next after being seduced.

Of course, she is better at calmness and restraint than intelligence.

So when Song Qiao was so dizzy from being kissed that she thought she was going to have sex next, her hand was let go and her wrist was gently kneaded.

"Did I hurt you?" Ye Ziqing's gentle voice sounded, and she said to Song Qiao while gently rubbing Song Qiao's wrist.

Song Qiao looked at the red mark on her wrist, then looked at Ye Ziqing's somewhat distressed eyes, and held a breath in her heart that couldn't come up or come down.

Dear cousin, you said this as if you had just done something. Readers will think that they have missed a paragraph.

No, it doesn't hurt at all, you can be rougher. Song Qiao answered in his heart.

But she just sat up and kissed the corner of Ye Qing's mouth, "I'm going to take a shower."

Ye Ziqing watched Song Qiao enter the bathroom blankly. The next second, she noticed something. The blush spread all over her body, even her fingers turned red.

It didn't take long to go back, probably because I was in a hurry. Zhang Tianshi was also on the ship. Under his control, he quickly penetrated the fog and appeared in the Japanese waters.

Song Qiao thought he could continue to spend a good night on the boat, but he was soon notified that his destination had arrived.

Standing on the deck, Elaine was a little surprised, probably because she didn't expect Song Qiao to change clothes. "We're going to take action later, why are you changing clothes?"

"Black doesn't look dirty." Song Qiao replied, his eyes falling on Mount Fuji in the distance.

"I heard that the Yamata no Orochi was sleeping in that mountain. It suppressed the eruption of the volcano and protected the whole of Japan." Song Qiao's voice was light and fell on Elaine's ears like snow, bringing a chill.

"That's it, what are you going to do?" Elaine asked.

Song Qiao did not answer.

Ye Ziqing walked to her side and subconsciously glanced at Song Qiao's wrist. The red mark was still there. She pursed her lips and was about to use her spiritual power to remove it for Song Qiao, but was stopped.

"Let it disappear naturally." Song Qiao said, looking at Ye Ziqing with an incomprehensible smile.

"Anyway, it will happen again."

? ? ? Feng Yi and the others who walked nearby at some point stretched out their ears, wondering what? What is produced?

Ye Ziqing, who was teased, looked at Song Qiao helplessly, "Okay, it's up to you. I'll go."

Although I know Ye Ziqing is very strong, very strong. However, there was nothing to worry about. Song Qiao took Ye Ziqing's hand, raised her toes, and kissed Ye Ziqing's lips in front of everyone.

"Don't die, otherwise I will crawl into Elaine's bed tonight."

Elaine:? ? ? Enough! ! If I die any day, it will be because of you, the piece of shit! !

Ye Ziqing was stunned for a moment by the kiss, and then heard Song Qiao's threatening words again. She couldn't help but chuckle. She rubbed Song Qiao's hair, her eyes were gentle that Cen Hanyan and others had never seen before.

That touch of tenderness made everyone present who knew Ye Ziqing stunned, and some couldn't believe their eyes.

"Wait for me." She said these two gentle words and then left.

Above the sea and in the sky, Abe Keimachi sat on the back of the paper crane, looking at Ye Ziqing with long eyes.

"Ye Xiaoyou, the most talented monk in China in the past thousand years, I am really lucky to be able to fight with you." Abe Keimachi said with emotion.

Unlike outsiders' speculation, Abe Keimachi knew how terrifying Ye Ziqing was and was not sure of winning this battle. The probability of him losing was at 50%.

Half to half, in their Poxu class, they have already used all their means!

The clouds were rolling, Abe Keimachi's palms began to form seals, and a handsome man with red hair and horns appeared in front of him.

Shikigami, Shuten Doji.

The ghost king in Japanese mythology and legend has extremely powerful power and the ambition to destroy the world.

As a Poxu-level onmyoji master, the shikigami summoned are naturally Poxu!

Everyone who had the ability to watch that scene took a breath of cold air. Abe Keimachi, this man who only entered Poxu ten years ago, has a strength that is no less than that of the veteran Poxu strongman!

Facing Abe Keimachi, Ye Ziqing's emotions were complicated. No matter what, the other party gave her ten years of growth and did not do anything secretly. Be upright and upright, and make a promise worth a thousand dollars.

This disgusting and suffocating country also has rare gentlemen.

Therefore, in order to thank the other party, Ye Ziqing decided to use seven points of his strength.

hum.

There was a long sword in her hand. The sword was neither wide nor narrow, but very long, about one meter and two meters. The pattern on the scabbard seemed to be made from heaven, and the light was flowing, and cold light shone in all directions.

As he drew his sword, there was a sound of sword clanging, and thunder roared in the sky, as if in response.

Abe Keimachi stared at the sword for a moment, "Tai'a Sword, it is said that heaven, earth and man unite at three o'clock, and when a person with good luck appears, this sword will appear in the world. Since Zhu Yuanzhang's death, this sword has disappeared In the human world, humans and demons have been fighting for this for hundreds of years, but I didn’t expect that it would be in your hands.”

Ye Ziqing held the sword in front of him, flicked the sword lightly with his fingertips, and with a clang of the sword, he swept the sword energy towards Shutun Tongzi.

"It's just a weapon." She said calmly, as if there was nothing special about this sword that was legendary because of the First Emperor.

So what if it's Xuanyuan Sword? In her hands, they are just weapons, and all legends are given by people!

In the sky, a fierce battle breaks out!

On the ground, a killing also began.

Elaine's spiritual communication connected Cen Hanyan and others, and the rings they wore were the connecting objects. In my mind, Song Qiao's voice commanded clearly.

"Four o'clock, three."

"Five o'clock northeast, four."

The ninja's concealment skills were exposed under the cover of Song Qiao's spiritual power!

The layout has been planned for a long time, and Cen Hanyan and others led the team and started the attack mode.

The official did not participate in this operation and maintained a tacit attitude of approval. The Japanese official has not taken any action, which is also the reason for being delayed.

Holding the Murakami Sword, Song Qiao attacked step by step towards the center of the Iga Sect.

At the door of the Tianguan sect, Tianguan Jiro looked at Luo Fusheng who was standing there admiring the flowers with an expressionless face, "Does Master Luo want to intervene too?"

The foundation of the Louvre is not in China. Although the owner is a Chinese, his relationship with China has always been ambiguous, sometimes friends and sometimes enemies.

Luo Fusheng picked a cherry blossom and watched it for a while. Then he pressed his fingertips hard, the petals were crushed, and his fingers were dyed red. She looked at Tenguan Jiro, her smile as gentle as ever, like the Guanyin in the temple.

"I can't help it, they gave me too much." She replied, not caring about Tenguan Jiro's murderous intentions at all.

If anyone from the Iga sect can follow Song Qiao's footsteps, they will find that she is completely incompatible with the famous and upright sect at this time.

There was no one alive who walked through her hands, and there was not a drop of blood on her body. Only the Murakami sword in her hand became more terrifying and evil, and the groove of the sword was bright red, as if it was made of condensed blood.