Villain: I will become stronger if I accept female apprentices

Law! ! ! !

The prodigal son felt a thrill and inexplicable feeling in his heart, he felt as if he was about to take over, to take over the role he was playing at the moment.

Damn, I am a pure and pure man, how could this happen?

He was very surprised.

"Sister, what are you going to do next? Can you take me with you?"

He threw away the distracting thoughts in his heart, looked at the woman in front of him, and said with a simple face.

"Hmm..." Seeing that he was still a little clingy, Wang Xin's aunt's smile curled up on his lips, then he rubbed his head and said softly:

"Then come with my sister~"

"it is good."

The prodigal son showed joy on his face, nodded and said.

Immediately began to change clothes.

After the two walked out of the boudoir, Wang Xin walked to the seat, picked up the gold medal on the ground, and immediately urged his spiritual consciousness to probe in.

The prodigal son looked at her, observing carefully.

Then I saw a slight change in her expression, as if she hated troublesome things.

After a few breaths, she came back to her senses, put away the gold medal, turned her head to look at the prodigal son, and said with a faint smile:

"Let's go brother, sister will take you to meet someone."

As she said that, she walked towards the outside of the hall. The prodigal son's expression froze slightly, and he immediately followed behind her.

meet someone?

who?

At the same time, above the ground.

Zhao Anping was still standing on the spot, with his arms folded around his chest, as if he had settled down.

At this moment, the man in black in the Assassination Pavilion who was standing not far from him suddenly trembled, his eyes widened slightly, and he took out his identity token.

After receiving Wang Xin's message, a look of joy and relief appeared on his face.

I thought that I finally don't have to face this Living Buddha anymore.

"Mr. Zhao, my lord has replied to my message and told me to take you in, so you come with me."

He smiled and said to Zhao Anping.

Hearing this, Zhao Anping slowly opened his eyes, and there was a strange halo in his eyes, which looked extraordinarily sacred.

"it is good."

He just responded lightly, without showing any emotion or joy in his words.

His trance state not only allows him to improve himself, but also allows him to calm down.

Immediately afterwards, Zhao Anping, led by the Assassin Pavilion killer, opened the secret door and walked down.

......

Along the way, following behind Wang Xin, he also met many people from the Assassination Pavilion. The prodigal son observed them carefully and found that they were all particularly afraid of the Queen.

Moreover, as soon as this Her Majesty the Queen walked out of the hall, she seemed to be a different person. Her whole aura was different. Her face was frosty and extremely cold and arrogant. The feeling of kneeling.

The prodigal son Midu couldn't help feeling suspicious, wondering if this woman was just acting out in the boudoir?

It's just two people, right?

In the boudoir, she was obviously a black-bellied and mature big sister, but when she came out, she turned into a cold and proud queen.

Along the way, the members of the Assassination Pavilion who passed by also cast unbelievable looks like the prodigal son, and were also amazed by his handsome appearance.

Although most people know that their adult likes to play, but has no man been able to walk behind her so closely?

And the prodigal son can follow Wang Xin at such a close distance at this moment, which undoubtedly surprised the staff of the assassination pavilion and couldn't believe it.

At the same time, the prodigal son also found that the territory of the Assassination Pavilion was much larger than the one south of his Huaiyuan, it was many times bigger, and there were more people, just like a huge organization.

After a while, Wang Xin took him to a welcoming hall outside.

After walking in, it was obvious that there was no one inside.

Zhao Anping is still on his way.

As soon as Wang Xin entered the Yingbin Hall, after closing the door, Wang Xin's expression immediately changed. The cold and arrogant expression on his face disappeared, and he turned into an expression of a mature big sister. He turned to face the prodigal son, and began to touch him. cheeks.

Seeing her 180-degree change, the prodigal son almost lived in Bengbu alone.

"Sister, who are we going to see?"

The prodigal son was dressed in handsome clothes at the moment, and his detached temperament was immediately revealed, which made Wang Xin fall in love with him even more.

Not only is he handsome, with a good figure and a great temperament, but also suits her appetite, and she is immediately attracted to him.

"You'll know later, little brother."

Wang Xin looked at him coquettishly, then took his big warm hand and walked towards the seats in the reception area in front.

After pulling him to the seat, she sat on his lap, put her arms around his neck, and looked at him coquettishly, very ambiguously.

Attracting the prodigal son, I can't help but feel a little bit helpless. I feel that the role I'm taking on now is really cool. I won't just be so nostalgic and immersed in this gentle town, right?

The fleshy touch on the thigh, the beauties of the characters who are close at hand, and the refreshing fragrance are too explosive.

"Sister, aren't you afraid of them coming in suddenly?"

The prodigal son put his big warm hand on the woman's waist presumptuously, and said embarrassingly.

"Little villain, how did you learn to be dishonest so quickly?"

Wang Xin didn't answer his question, but said to him with a playful smile on his lips.

"Yes, I'm sorry... sister."

"I'm getting carried away."

The prodigal son pretended to be apologetic, and said timidly.

After the words fell, Wang Xin's green fingers pressed on his lips, her beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, she shook her head slightly and said:

"Don't apologize, my sister didn't blame you for being good."

As she said that, there was a maternal love in her beautiful eyes.

Hearing this, the prodigal son felt sweet and itchy in his heart, and he couldn't take it anymore, it was so nice, he didn't want to leave.

Immediately after he looked moved, he threw his face directly into Wang Xin's bosom, and even wrapped his arms around her waist.

"Sister, you are so kind."

Naturally, the figure of the two is taller than that of the prodigal son, but at this moment, they look like a little milk dog, throwing themselves into the arms of their sister, which is particularly contrasting.

Wang Xin's beautiful eyes trembled slightly because of his appearance, her heart beat slightly, and there was a ripple.

The maternal kindness in her beautiful eyes made her love even stronger, she stretched out her lotus arms to wrap her head around his head, and rubbed it gently.

It smells good.

The only thought in the prodigal son's mind at this moment is really sweet.

It is as mellow as the glycolic milk that has been brewed for hundreds of years.

So happy to be buried in it.

While feeling extremely refreshed, he still didn't forget to twist his cheeks.

In this way, the two got bored with each other, and after about a pot of tea, both Wang Xin and Prodigal Zimiu sensed the aura coming from the distance outside the hall at the same time, and turned their heads to look at it at the same time.

The prodigal son Miaodu, who was originally full of happiness, froze in vain.