My junior sister pretends to be good and deceives people every day

Along the way, the man took the initiative to find topics to talk about.

Yan Zhiqiao agreed casually, looking a little nonchalant.

Xiao Rushi, who had been on guard, actually started talking to him.

Before they knew it, the three of them had moved away from the main street, and there were fewer and fewer people around them.

The man suddenly stopped when he came to an empty alley.

Xiao Rushi paused and looked at his figure in confusion.

"Mr. Nan, what's wrong?"

Through the conversation just now, she already knew the other party's name.

Nanhe.

As soon as he finished speaking, Xiao Rushi felt a pain in the back of his neck, then he lost consciousness and fainted.

Yan Zhiqiao let her fall to the ground, withdrew his hand, and met Nanhe's meaningful gaze with an expressionless face.

"You really have a problem."

He took a step forward, shortening the distance between them, and gently lifted Yan Zhiqiao's fair chin with his folding fan.

The cynical smile on his lips completely destroyed his gentlemanly temperament, making him look like a gentleman with a bad character.

Having their personal distance broken was an offense to Yan Zhiqiao.

Her eyes darkened instinctively, but she did not dodge. Instead, she raised her slender arm and her white, soft fingertips fell on Nanhe's face.

From the flat eyebrows to the straight nose bridge, passing the overly rosy thin lips, and finally suddenly pinched Nanhe's chin.

The intimate behavior gave rise to a hint of ambiguity, but Yan Zhiqiao showed no emotional change.

She looked thin and weak, but such a bold action, as well as the strength and oppression transmitted through the power of her hands, undoubtedly startled Nanhe, and he unconsciously moved the folding fan in his hand away.

But he calmed down in less than a second, looking directly into the pair of clear deer eyes that were looking at him, and the smile on his face became more intense.

"That night at the Fang Mansion, what method did you use to prevent Wang Ye and I from discovering you and her? And what method did you use to save the people of Ling Xiao Sect from Wang Ye?"

The matter of the Blood-Inducing Pill was arranged by Nanhe himself, and there has never been any mistake in the past two years.

Now that the time is ripe, he specifically seeks out the Lord to obtain the bloodthirsty Wang Ye.

In every family massacre, Wang Ye would kill everyone without leaving any survivors.

With the protection of the barrier he created, the two of them left almost easily after the task was completed.

——Unless a cultivator above the Spirit Transformation Stage arrives, he will not be able to perceive the situation inside the barrier at all.

But that night at Fang's house, not only did he and Wang Ye forget Yan Zhiqiao and Xiao Rushi, but Wang Ye was also seriously injured by someone in secret.

Thinking of what Wang Ye said about the evil energy suddenly being out of control, Nan He looked at Yan Zhiqiao with a little more vigilance in his eyes.

Yan Zhiqiao did not answer Nanhe's question.

She looked at the handsome face carefully for a moment, and her soft lips opened slightly, with an innocent yet cruel and bloody violence.

"This skin is really ugly, how about I peel it off for you and replace it with a new one?"

Yan Zhiqiao has lost a lot of memories, but for some reason, he has never thought about exploring what kind of person he was in the past.

However, every time she encountered something or someone, the dark and vicious thoughts that first came to her mind were enough to prove that she was probably not a good person in the past.

If anyone had this realization, they would probably feel panic and uneasy, especially if they were in a righteous sect.

However, Yan Zhiqiao felt nothing and chose to pretend to be well behaved just to complete the mission.

To some extent, this was a set of shackles that she, who had a sound sense of good and evil, put on herself voluntarily.

But the malice in her heart would still come out from time to time, urging her to kill people and get her hands covered in blood.

She couldn't show her true colors when facing the righteous, but she had no scruples when facing the cruel and bloodthirsty demons.

After Yan Zhiqiao finished speaking, that holy, beautiful and extremely deceptive face suddenly revealed a malicious and strange smile.

It was like a mirror was smashed into pieces, revealing the deepest darkness and evil hidden behind it.

The deep red teardrop mole under the left eye enlarges and expresses the vague desire to the fullest as the expression changes.

The face is obviously the same, but the feeling it gives is completely different.

Holiness and beauty were replaced by evil and temptation.

The compassionate fairy turned into a fallen fairy obsessed with evil thoughts.

Although the summer sun was scorching, Nanhe suddenly felt a cramped and suffocating chill.

Along with it rises a strong sense of crisis.

Which of them is the devil?

How could she, a righteous person, be more villainous than the villain!

As this inappropriate thought popped up in his mind, Nan He's face darkened. He struggled to break free from Yan Zhiqiao's hand, and a demonic energy rose from his palm.

He wanted to catch the man first and then interrogate him thoroughly.

But just as he was about to do it, he saw those clean and bright deer eyes change.

Normally, Yan Zhiqiao's pupils are dark brown and watery, filled with simplicity and innocence.

But at this moment, Nanhe witnessed with his own eyes the pair of dark brown pupils gradually turning into deep red like crying blood.

That is--

A characteristic only found in demons.

His dark pupils suddenly shrank, his previous calmness and composure collapsed at this moment, and he spoke in disbelief.

"You are…"

Before he could utter another word, the evil energy in Nanhe's palm suddenly went out of control.

It split into four parts, like four particularly flexible tentacles, which bound his hands and legs with lightning speed, pulling his entire body into the shape of a "big" character.

Faced with the sudden change, even though Nanhe had been prepared, he had no time to break free. Then he was hit by an intense pain of being forcibly skinned and torn inch by inch.

"what--"

His face turned pale immediately and he howled in pain.

When Yan Zhiqiao and Xiao Rushi were brought into the alley, Nanhe quietly erected a barrier.

His strength is stronger than Wang Ye. According to the realm of cultivation, he is almost in the late stage of Spirit Transformation.

Among all the cultivators in Qinghe City, including the city lord, the highest cultivation level is only in the initial stage of the Spirit Transformation Stage.

With their strength, unless they accidentally touched the barrier, they would never notice that there would be two more women's corpses in this world.

——This was Nanhe’s original plan.

Yan Zhiqiao and Xiao Rushi destroyed the master's plan and ruined his two years of careful planning.

They both must die!

But the actual result was contrary to what Nanhe had expected.

Not only did Yan Zhiqiao not die at his hands, but he became a prey in his own trap.

No wonder she followed.

Overwhelmed with panic and despair, Nanhe had never wanted to escape so much as before.

Ke Yan knew that Qiao's strength was far above his, and he completely crushed him.

He can only be slaughtered!

After the bone demon has cultivated to a certain level, it can transform into a human form.

The skin that takes human form is the surface of bones.

Skinning is equivalent to destroying bones.

The Bone Demon had no blood, and when Nanhe’s skeleton was destroyed, the demonic energy in his body rushed out.