Quick Transmigration: The Villainous Female Supporting Character Became the Male Lead's Beloved

Since Ni Qing's death, he has been suffering from chest pain.

He was in a daze, cursing himself to die every day.

Inside the space, Ni Qing was frowning as she watched the video. This was the first time she had watched a sequel without immediately entering the next world.

After a long silence, 103 cautiously asked, "Go to the next world? Didn't you say you wouldn't watch the rest of the story after you logged off?" He spoke the last sentence in a very low voice.

Ni Qing seemed not to hear, her gaze repeatedly following the demon boy.

He has now become the Demon Lord, but he locks himself in his room all day, his cultivation has stagnated, and he remains silent.

He even took strong liquor several times and splashed it on his wounds in a vengeful manner, his eyes revealing a sense of pleasure. Ni Qing was horrified, feeling that he was going crazy.

Finally, when Shen Zhaoshu tried to place the sword at her neck, she could no longer sit still.

Before 103 could even shout, he saw the girl disappear into the space.

Inside the vast Siqing Hall, a handsome young man reeked of alcohol. A cold sword lay across his vulnerable neck, and the floor was littered with overturned wine jars.

Perhaps he had just had a few drinks, for his eyes were somewhat unfocused. He felt the sword was unusually heavy today, and he slowly raised his gaze in the moonlight.

The girl in white quietly gripped the sword hilt, looking at him expressionlessly.

Shen Zhaoshu was stunned for a moment: "Master?"

She stood in the moonlight like a goddess descending to earth, disappearing from the hall at any moment.

He seemed incredulous, carefully raising his finger, which trembled involuntarily when it touched the girl's trembling eyelashes.

She spoke softly, "You're not mistaken, this is divine consciousness. Although my body is destroyed, my cultivation level is high, I will not die, Shen Zhaoshu."

She was about to lose her temper: "If you touch your fingers again, you'll poke my eyes out!" Suddenly, she lunged forward and crashed heavily into his arms.

The force was great, and the boy seemed to wake from a dream. He still couldn't believe it, and hugged Ni Qing tightly, his voice choked with emotion.

The white-robed immortal smiled broadly, cupped his slightly flushed cheeks in his hands, and kissed him without hesitation.

Shen Zhaoshu responded stiffly, yet unconsciously.

"When are we getting married?" Ni Qing asked with a smile.

The Demon Lord was stunned for a moment, somewhat incredulous: "Get married?"

The vague terms broadened his understanding.

Ni Qing didn't care at all, and smiled brightly: "Yes, just like in your illusion."

The cold-blooded Shen Zhaoshu didn't understand love, but he did know what joy was. He wept with joy again, and dared not close his eyes for the rest of the night, watching Ni Qing until dawn.

The first rays of dawn shone through the window; Master was still there, it wasn't a dream.

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Not long after, the dejected new Demon Lord married the Demon Queen. She was beautiful and exquisite, like an immortal descended to earth. Especially when she wore a fiery red wedding dress, people vaguely felt that she looked familiar.

This person looks so much like the Celestial Venerable Wangyue from the Immortal Clan! Except for his cheerful personality, they're exactly the same. And wherever the Demon Queen goes, their Demon Lord follows, always looking at her with pitiful eyes.

"Master, you are so handsome!"

Moreover, this new Demon Lord has become much more diligent since his emergence, even personally taking charge of cleaning the palace. But this is not the small bamboo house on Wangyue Peak after all, and cleaning it is quite a chore.

Looking at Shen Zhaoshu, who was exhausted, Ni Qing couldn't bear it and said, "How about we just forget about it?"

"Does Master think I'm useless? Indeed, I can't even handle this simple matter, which must have disappointed Master, right?" Shen Zhaoshu looked up at the girl in white.

Ni Qing: "No tea talk allowed!"

The world is ending.