He's obviously the villain, but the heroine is all for him?

【Luck: 13000】

The fact that an ordinary person with no cultivation can have a luck of 13,000 is enough to prove her value.

Yi Qingyue's bust is on par with the Rakshasa woman next to Lingyun, but she is less charming and more elegant.

If Xing Jingwan is the beautiful double-dream amaryllis, then Yi Qingyue is the lotus that is pure and elegant without being coquettish. Although she has a peerless appearance and a graceful figure, she will not arouse many evil thoughts in men.

She was wearing an elegant long dress that wrapped around her slender and beautiful figure. Her face seemed like a work of art carefully carved by God. Her beauty revealed a mysterious charm, and her every frown and smile would make people feel good about her.

"Ms. Xing, what type of music would you like to compose?"

Please ask Yi Qingyue to help. The starting point is one hundred thousand. The fastest payment is one month, the slowest is half a year, and there is no rush. If you can accept it, we can discuss it in detail.

Considering her worth, it is actually not expensive. After all, she is more famous as a performer than as a composer, otherwise at least another zero would have to be added.

"Actually, it's not me who really wants to ask for a piece of music, but this gentleman." The Rakshasa woman led Ling Yun, "I know that Teacher Qingyue doesn't like to interact with men, so I resorted to this desperate measure. Please forgive me for any intrusion."

The Rakshasa woman spoke very politely, and even Yi Qingyue couldn't easily turn her face against her.

What's more, Ling Yun was practically growing on her heart. Even if she asked her deceased fourth junior brother Chi Wei to paint her, she couldn't draw such a handsome man.

"What's your name, sir?"

"No need to worry about your surname being Ling, and your given name being Yun." Ling Yun said with a smile.

After hearing his voice, Yi Qingyue felt as if she was basking in spring breeze, and her cheeks unconsciously turned a few shades of red.

Ling Yun was fine, but the Rakshasa woman's smile became a little strange.

No, isn't Yi Qingyue said to be misogynistic? Why does she look like a complete nympho now? Hmm... or is it that the adults' charm is simply too strong?

"My request is very simple." Ling Yun crossed his arms and spoke in a gentle tone.

"Please tell me."

"I will compose a song with seven sections consisting of music, chess, calligraphy, painting, tea, business and martial arts..."

Yi Qingyue's pretty brows suddenly frowned.

She had once been a disciple of Feng Lingying. Although this was not a secret, most people still didn't know about it. Now, a strange man and woman directly pointed out the seven arts that Feng Lingying mastered in front of her, which really made her a little defensive.

"I need some time to think it through. Please go back first."

Yi Qingyue instinctively felt that something was wrong. Just as she was about to get up, a flying knife hit the table in front of her.

The Rakshasa woman played with the other dagger in her hand, her brows raised slightly. "As Feng Lingying's eldest disciple, I believe Teacher Qingyue is quite capable of improvisation. He shouldn't keep us waiting for too long, right?"

Threat, naked threat!

Yi Qingyue regretted letting the maid let the two people in. This man and woman must have a grudge against Feng Lingying!

She has never offended anyone, and her social circle is very small. Apart from her fellow disciples, she doesn't know anyone else in the martial arts world.

"Since you've managed to get here, you must also know Feng Lingying's address. If you want to find him, just go directly. I have no contact with him."

"As his eldest disciple, what you say might make him feel disappointed." Ling Yun said playfully.

"I just learned the art of playing the qin from him for a while."

A hint of disgust appeared on Yi Qingyue's face, which surprised the two of them a little.

It seems that Feng Lingying's eldest disciple doesn't have a good relationship with him?

"We'll give you five minutes. Hand over the music we want and we'll let you go."

"We are now in a society ruled by law, you..."

Yi Qingyue fell silent because she saw the Rakshasa woman bend the dagger with two fingers, and cracks began to appear on the table in front of her.

Yi Qingyue didn't know what level this kind of strength was at, but it was obviously extremely powerful!

Suddenly, the Rakshasa woman moved!

She flicked her fingers on Yi Qingyue's wrist, causing her to let go of her hand in pain, and her phone fell to the ground.

Nowadays, smartphones don’t have buttons, so it’s not easy to blindly press the emergency number in your pocket unless you have set up a one-button alarm.

"Yi Qingyue, it seems you don't want to compose music for us." Luosha picked up her phone. The wallpaper was a photo of her and her two junior sisters. "Shao Yuxue and Hua Tong look better than the information I collected. It turns out that their ID photos are unbearable to look at."

Yi Qingyue broke out in a cold sweat. She was just an ordinary woman and had never seen such a scene before.

Ling Yun sat there without moving, but the pressure he exuded was more than one level stronger than that of the Rakshasa woman.

"We don't want to hurt you." Ling Yun still had that smile on his face, but to Yi Qingyue, it looked particularly terrifying. "Since Teacher Qingyue is unwilling to compose music for us, we will ask you for some information in exchange. We will leave immediately after we finish, without any hesitation."

The woman looked at the door of the reception room, then at the phone in Luosha's hand, and finally sighed: "You can ask, but if you want to know some details about Feng Lingying, I'm sorry, I don't know. I only learned the art of playing the qin."

"How long will it take him to get down the mountain?" The Rakshasa woman sat in front of her and crossed her legs.

"do not know."

"You don't know?" The Rakshasa woman didn't believe it.

"The other disciples all left the mountain after reaching at least 80% of his level, but I only reached about 60% before leaving."

"Why?"

"I don't like him as a person, and I don't like You Sheng either."

You Sheng is a Go genius and also a playboy. It is normal for a normal woman to not like such a man.

"Could it be that You Sheng said something to you?"

"That's not the case." Yi Qingyue smoothed her long hair. "I just overheard some of what Feng Lingying and You Sheng said. I didn't expect that the so-called benevolent teacher was just pretending. In his bones, he is just a vulgar and lewd person."

The two looked at each other with subtle expressions.

Yi Qingyue not only called Feng Lingying by her name, but also revealed some interesting gossip. The fact that she could say such derogatory words clearly showed that Feng Lingying had completely offended this eldest disciple.

"This isn't fun anymore." Ling Yun pretended to sigh. "I thought his eldest disciple knew more, but now it seems you're just an empty title."

Yi Qingyue sensed something was wrong and said hurriedly, "I really have lost contact with him. You can ask You Sheng. They are like snakes and rats in the same nest."

She did not let Ling Yun and the other two interrogate Ji Hanyu. This third junior brother was much older than her. Although he had the best relationship with Feng Lingying, he was indeed a good person, and she did not want to implicate him.

As for You Sheng... if such a scoundrel was tortured, she would be willing to whip him a few times.

"I'll be there."

Ling Yun stood up and brushed off the non-existent dust on his body, which instantly made Yi Qingyue's heart rise.

"But I never like to come back empty-handed. What do you think I should do?"

"I...I'll write a song for you for free..."

"Hahahaha! What a lovely girl."

Ling Yun placed his finger on her chin, gazing at her impeccable appearance. His eyes seemed to see through her heart. "I guess the reason you hate Feng Lingying is because he has feelings for you, right?"

Yi Qingyue's pupils shrank slightly, and she shook her head slowly: "No, I don't know about this."

"Whether you really don't know or are pretending not to know, I'm sure Feng Lingying will be furious when he finds out that I've taken possession of you, right?"

"No, you can't! It's illegal for you to do this!"

Ling Yun smiled and moved closer to her. Yi Qingyue really had a kind of beauty that was not polluted by the world, a beauty that made him want to defile it.

The two moved closer and closer until their lips touched.

Yi Qingyue was stunned and wanted to resist, but her body was unable to move as if she had taken cartilage powder.

When her slightly parted teeth were pushed open by the man's tongue, her mind became even more confused.

I don't know when I woke up and found myself lying in his arms, his tongue was curled around my body, and the man's big hand was reaching into my collar and playing with my pure breasts.

She finally mustered up some strength and tried to push Ling Yun away, but after placing her small hand on his chest, the push turned into pressure.

So elastic... Pah, Yi Qingyue, are you really in heat? Someone is raping you, why are you still giving in to them!

She mustered up the courage to push Ling Yun away, but she didn't know that if Ling Yun didn't want to, she would definitely not be able to push him away at all.

"I'll collect the interest today, and I'll come to get the music another day." Ling Yun let her go, the fragrance of her nipples still lingering on his fingers. "If the music is not ready by then, don't blame me for anything."

The villain's charm has already marked her, and Ling Yun is not worried that she will betray him.

The Rakshasa woman took Lingyun's arm and turned away with a somewhat enchanting smile.

Looking at the graceful back of the Rakshasa woman and her waist and hips twisting deliberately in front of her, after the two of them left, Yi Qingyue cursed them inwardly for being shameless.

Could it be that all men like flirting?

The maid pushed open the door and was shocked to see Yi Qingyue tidying her dress.

"Change the tea table. Also, clean up here."

"Yes."

The maid lowered her head respectfully, called several other sisters to start working, and then asked someone to come and clear the tea table.

Looking at the cracks above, and thinking of Yi Qingyue's blushing face and messy skirt, some speculation lingered in the maid's mind.

Could it be that the handsome man is Teacher Qingyue’s lover?

As for that beautiful and charming woman, is she a middleman or a cover?

Yi Qingyue returned to the practice room. Her originally fragmented thoughts gradually became clear after Ling Yun intervened and stole her first kiss.

She pondered for a moment, then hesitantly put down her fingers and soon began to play fluently.

When the song ends, I feel so refreshed, as if it were divine help!

"Teacher Qingyue, you finally created it?"

The maid outside the door clapped her hands excitedly. The two of them were like sisters, and when they heard her break the silence, they were happy for her from the bottom of their hearts.

"Ah."

Yi Qingyue had never felt so comfortable before, as if someone had transmitted the music directly into her mind.

Although this piece of music may not be comparable to those famous songs handed down from generation to generation, it can still be the finale piece in your own solo concert!

"This song..." Her slender fingers brushed across the piano keys, but Ling Yun's figure appeared in her mind, and she couldn't help biting her lip.

"How about calling it Song of the Clear Moon?" The maid came over with a smile.

"Huh?" Yi Qingyue was stunned for a moment before realizing the maid had misunderstood. She wasn't thinking about the title of the song. "That's fine, but I'm tired and need to rest for a while. I don't have any appointments these two days, so I won't answer any unknown calls."

"Yes."

After coming out of the mansion, Luosha woman drove Lingyun around and finally stopped in front of a martial arts gym.

"Dragon Tiger Gate, is this just the plot's inertia?" Ling Yun sneered, "There's clearly no direct connection, yet Feng Lingying's disciples are all so close to the Dragon Tiger Gate."

The Rakshasa woman was confused and often couldn't understand what Ling Yun said.

"I'm going in to play, you go book a restaurant first."

"Good!"

Ling Yun didn't plan to attack the weakling inside right now, but first see if there is any opportunity that can be taken advantage of in the near future.

The Dragon Tiger Gate was built in the downtown area and looked like a small martial arts gym for physical fitness. Ordinary people would never have thought that this place was once one of the flagship martial arts schools of the righteous path.

It's just cold now.

As soon as he walked into the martial arts hall, he saw more than a dozen disciples practicing boxing under the guidance of a capable young man.

Seeing Ling Yun coming over, a sloppy young man in black came over: "Hey, hey, hey, brother, who are you looking for?"

"Oh, I just came in to take a look."

Ling Yun looked harmless, and with his aura restrained, he behaved like an ordinary person.

Shi Heilong took a few looks, but didn't notice any threat, so he didn't take it seriously. "Do you want to practice martial arts?"

"No, no, I'm just looking around. I can't endure the hardship and practice."

"It's okay to take a look, just take a look. If you're interested, you can always tell me. The registration fee is very cheap."

Shi Heilong also wanted to attract more business and collect more bounty money. A few days ago, the righteous people went to kill the demon, but none of them came back, so they knew that something was wrong.

Now, the money can be saved temporarily.

But this is not a good thing for the Dragon Tiger Sect, as they are afraid that the Fire Cloud Evil God will come again.

The capable young man was Wang Xiaohu, and the young man in black was Shi Heilong.

But what disappointed Ling Yun was that neither of them was the "protagonist", let alone the opportunity!