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The door opened with a creak, Ni Shao looked back profusely in sweat, and saw a figure with a slightly bent back quickly closing the door, his face was wet and red, as if he had encountered a catastrophe, but the few steps walking towards her It's very calm.

She hastily turned off the fire, poured out the medicine, and handed it over. Because she was nervous, she couldn't pay attention to the clothes of the human race, so she just got lucky. When the other party hurriedly lowered her head to sip, she said all the words she had thought about when decocting the medicine. : "You... Young Master Song, don't be afraid, our master won't..."

Unexpectedly, Mr. Song drank the medicinal juice, raised his eyes to glance at her, and said with a faint smile on his lips, "You won't treat me badly, as long as I am obedient this time, I won't be in danger of my life, right? "

Ni Shao trembled all over, and Song Yuan saw her right hand was thrown back, as if she was holding something.

Song Yuan stopped the medicine for a while, and was not very nervous when he saw the situation. He hesitated for a moment, and asked tentatively, "Do you know who I am?"

Naturally he didn't know, Ni Shao shook his head and looked at him warily, but the human race that Wu Yan was looking for was definitely not mediocre and pale.

Song Yuan choked for a moment after he finished speaking, after all, it sounded like showing off his background at first glance, and he didn't want the girl to flatter him, so he continued.

"I am a disciple of Ning Qingzong, the Immortal Sect of Earth in the human race. Do you know... Lord Yuheng?"

Ni Shao is a hybrid of humans and demons, and has been in the intersection of the demon world and the human world before. If he hadn't wanted to buy property in the demon world, he would have been deceived by the demons and owed a huge debt, and he would not be driven by the demons. Hearing this, his pupils trembled shock.

As long as anyone who passes through the realm of existence and non-existence with the human world, who can not know the name of Lord Yuheng, but with the power to split mountains and fill seas, it is too far away from a little monster like her.

But this beauty was stolen from His Royal Highness Wu Yan's palace, and she concealed it so that no one would know about it. Ni Shao had guessed it a long time ago, and she believed the words to seven or eight percent, so she nodded tremblingly.

Song Yuan coughed twice, his tone was gentle, "Then it is Song Yuan, the second disciple of Lord Yuheng."

He added his own name and surname purely casually, but as soon as he said this, Ni Shao took a few steps back in an instant, his face was shocked, his pupils trembled, and the red lines on his cheeks trembled slightly: "Song...Song Yuan? "

Song Yuan thought she was trembling because of the prestige of the teacher, so he smiled wryly and said, "It's only because I lost all my cultivation that I fell to this point."

He considered it for a while, and then continued: "I see...you don't look like this kind of person, how could...do you have something in that person's hands?"

Ni Shao's expression was still trembling, she was silent for a moment, then swallowed her saliva, and nodded indiscriminately.

As expected, the people in Wuyan Palace did not know his identity.

"But... this," Song Yuan lowered his eyelashes, glanced at the girl's rough palm inadvertently, hesitantly, and said in a soft voice, "I don't know where you are, but you know that Ning Qing is full of swordsmen, Straightforward and upright, if they find me..."

The demon girl pursed her lips, tore off her obedient coat, and cut him off sharply: "Shut up, I...soon..."

"Someone will come to take me away soon, and then you can run away?" Song Yuan cut her off even faster, looking at her eyes, the drooping end of her eyes made him look gentle and kind, "Ni Shao , Let me call you that for the time being, what did you think before, thinking that even if you offend Wu Yan, you can use someone's power to escape to the human world, right?"

With trembling fingertips, the girl took out a scimitar and laid it across her chest. The snow-white blade faced the beauty who seemed no longer weak, and said coldly, "Shut up." Most of the demons are taller and stronger than the humans. Although he is not very old, he has been wandering around the border all year round, and his skills are not bad.

Even so, something in her chest was shaking uncomfortably.

She has no father and no mother, and has been wandering around the border with a false identity all year round. Even if she died quietly, no one would care. She is most suitable as an insignificant handy tool.

But the most important thing is the identity of this person.

"You... are you really Song Yuan?"

The beauty knew that he was moving, so she laughed relaxedly, her eyes squinted: "Yes, Song Yuan, whose name is Lilan, is seven feet four inches in height, good at using swords, and studied under Yu Hengjun."

After finishing speaking, he pondered for a moment, and said extra: "Has the person who connected with you not come yet? Has something changed?"

When Ni Shao was reminded by him, her expression suddenly became tense. When she passed by the market, she left a message at the originally agreed booth. According to the time in the message, the demon should have arrived long ago.

"Don't talk nonsense, you go back to your room, or don't blame me for being rude."

Unexpectedly, the gentle and seductive beauty in front of her heard the words, her cheeks flushed instantly, she was silent for a moment, her eyelashes trembled slightly, she raised her eyes and looked at her pleadingly: "No... girl, now... the inside is very dirty , I don’t have the power to tie a chicken, so it’s fine if you tie me up.”

The tails of the eyes are drooping, the nasal bone is straight, the lips are plump and moist, and the cheeks are thin and narrow, which is nothing compared to a slap. This is a handsome and beautiful face, and it is also a valuable face.

He didn't think of it before, and Ni Shao secretly scolded himself as an idiot. Isn't this the face that the human race has always offered a huge reward for?

Ningqingzong, Hehuanzong, Tianxinzong, and even the bounties of Donghuomen, the pure bounties in it can make people salivate in the capital, not to mention the rest of the treasures.

Song Yuan... If it's really Song Yuan, why would I let him out to others, causing Wu Yan and the human race to pursue and retaliate. The demon clan is so blatantly and unscrupulously bullying, she can leave the demon clan behind, exchange him for a bounty, and then escape to a place like the northern border.

Looking at her expression, Song Yuan knew that the girl was very tempted, so he stretched out his hands, showing a gesture of resignation, and said in a low voice: "I'm afraid you won't believe it if you say it. Although Song has fallen to this point, if you Ask my teacher to find out, and I will definitely not spare the perpetrator lightly, the girl should think twice."

"At that time, Wu Yan will spread his hand, and the demon clan behind you will kill me again, and he has never seen me. How will you treat it?"

It is of course nonsense to say that he pays attention to it, but this time he was lost in the Tianxin Sect's territory as a direct disciple of Ningqing. If Tianxin Sect can't come up with a charter, I'm afraid the whole world will laugh at him.

Ni Shao heard the words but had to believe them.

The instigator will not be merciless. Does she have a good life for the person who has dealt with it?

Those sword cultivators are different from Buddhist cultivators and talisman cultivators. They are afraid of cause and effect and use murderous weapons, not to mention the demons who have always regarded them as enemies. About to shudder.

Wuyan and the master behind the scenes who instructed her have a strong background, so don't worry, but she is just a small role who was selected to be placed in the Wuyan Demon Palace, trembling with fear.

I thought it was fishing in troubled waters to get some rewards, but if it didn't work, I used a fake identity to steal a few days to live. Who knew that because of her half-human, half-demon identity, she was chosen to serve the human beauty on the prince's heart.

Who knew that the beauty was originally a real golden mountain, but also so weak and powerless, she was plundered by others, Ni Shao thought a few times, she has nothing to do with this so-called master after all, and she is not some kind of loyal demon.

Rather than...

Half an hour later, the courtyard door was finally pushed open with a squeak, hurried footsteps approached the house, and after knocking heavily on the door a few times, the red-skinned, tall, and merchant-dressed Demon Race couldn't bear it anymore. Pushing the door open and entering, the voice was irritable and rough: "Where is the goods...uh..."

A head-on blow made him stare at him, and his general skill caused his hands to be cut behind his back, and a sharp machete was put on his neck even faster.

As soon as he turned his gaze, he saw that lowly demon holding the handle of the knife on the other end, looking at him with complicated eyes.

He was about to yell, but he caught a glimpse of the human race standing on the other side from the corner of his eye, and his expression suddenly became agitated: "You... what are you doing? Now that the goods are in hand, come with me to deal with the master, don't you want to be free? Is it? The master has a special reward..."

"Shut up," the human-devil girl pushed the blade forward, and the more she spoke, the more resentful she became, "Freedom? I'm afraid you want to take the blame on me. As expected of a high-level demon, my head is aura. heard it."

The expression of the red-skinned demon also changed, and it wasn't because of Ni Shao's scolding, it was just that he took a closer look and found something.

The human race stood tall with sleeves and hands, with a faint smile on his face, but there was not a single long rope chain on his wrists and ankles.

It made me feel very embarrassed.

"You actually..."

In the middle of the conversation, how could Song Yuan ask him to remind him, and immediately interrupted: "You keep saying, master, master, if your master really has such unfailing benevolence and righteousness, how could you let such a young girl take such a risk and coax her to death? However, I am so carefree and carefree that I dare not even show my face."

The face of the red-skinned demons changed when they heard the words, their eyes were red and they cursed loudly: "The lowly human race deserves to criticize my lord!"

Then there was another string of strange words, like a mob cursing, which made Ni Shao's face turn blue and red, looking at him, he wished to kill him with a knife.

Song Yuan couldn't understand anything, so he just laughed, and when he had nothing to say, he asked softly: "Dare to ask, who is your master?"

The red-skinned demons were the ones with intense emotions, so they blurted out: "It is His Royal Highness the Fourth Prince..."

Can't live.

He immediately shut up, his expression even more frightening, staring straight at Song Yuan with a pair of bulging eyes, spitting all over the place: "You lowly human race, as Grandpa said, a bitch with thousands of people riding thousands of people, your scum Mother's head will be given to grandpa for the night...uh..."

"Shh-"

A snow-white thing that could be called a thorn flew out from the cuff of the human race, pierced through the chest of the demon race in an instant, and there were still vibrations when it was nailed to the door panel.

The human-devil girl looked at the human race in shock.

I saw the weak human race looked down at his limp and hanging right hand, regretting that he had drawn too much spiritual power and his whole arm was numb.

I just wanted to teach a lesson, but I didn't expect to have such an effect. Xuexue's fingers and claws easily broke through the tough skin of the lower demons.

With a calm expression on his face, he only stepped forward slowly, and with a little force with his left hand, he dug out the murderous object from the demon's bloody chest.

The demon girl stared at him with wide-eyed eyes, saw him hiss slightly, and then sighed with resentment and resentment.

"Really, it's so dirty."

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An outsider husband is a good one, full of treasures all over his body.

Yuanyuan, a wife who acts like a baby to her husband because of separation anxiety

Ni Shao: Take me for a big wrong