Villain: I will become stronger if I accept female apprentices

"So nice."

After Wang Xin put away the pieces of the jade pendant, a playful smile appeared on the corner of her lips.

"Then, next, the second question."

As she spoke, she grabbed Liu Yushu's big warm hand, put his hand on her waist, looked at him with a slightly upturned pretty face, and continued to ask:

"How did you come here from there? Can you tell me? Brother stinky."

Hearing this, the prodigal son made a slightly hesitant look, then looked into the eyes of the woman in front of him, and said hesitantly:

"I, I use a rather peculiar method."

"Strange method? What method?"

Wang Xin became interested all of a sudden, curiosity mixed with her beautiful eyes.

You must know that no one in the entire north of Huaiyuan dared to cross Huaiyuan at will, except for the empress who is admired by thousands of people.

But the stinky brother in front of him has some strange way to cross Huaiyuan.

"Sister, don't ask."

The prodigal son couldn't make up any tricks for a while, so he had to put on a look of hunger, and the warm big hand on Wang Xin's waist slightly squeezed her willow waist, and then stared at her. He poked his head down affectionately, trying to block her rosy and alluring lips, so that she could not speak and could not continue to ask.

Seeing this, Wang Xin's tender body trembled slightly, and the soft flesh on her waist was grabbed and itched.

Immediately, she stretched out her jade hand to block the gap between her lips and the lips of the prodigal son, and let the prodigal son kiss her finger.

"Speak quickly, after talking about my sister, I will make out with you."

"All right..."

The prodigal son was a little tangled, and then made up a random way:

"It's because I got a treasure by accident, but that treasure can only be used once, which means that I can't go back now. I can only go back after the Holy Mountain is opened before the empress builds the holy bridge."

The prodigal son said sincerely, it didn't look like he was lying.

He did use props to come here, and it is true that he will not be able to go back for a while.

Hearing this, Wang Xin looked into his eyes carefully and felt that he didn't seem to be lying.

At the same time, he was slightly startled, a little surprised at his luck, what props and treasures could help him cross Huaiyuan?

She couldn't imagine it, and at most she could think of a few possibilities, but she didn't intend to keep interrogating her anymore, because what she wanted to do was to control the prodigal son, not completely control him.

"Okay, my sister won't ask you anymore."

Wang Xin lost the thoughtful look on her pretty face, and a big sister's smile appeared on the corners of her lips, and she took his hand and walked towards the seat as she spoke.

"By the way, smelly brother, what is your real strength?"

She looked back curiously at the prodigal son again and asked.

"Seventh level of spiritual dignity."

The prodigal son did not hesitate, and replied truthfully.

There is nothing to hide about this, and now I have to show my extraordinaryness as much as possible.

Sure enough, Wang Xin's expression suddenly became shocked, and he looked at him in surprise.

"How old are you?"

"26."

The prodigal son continued to reply without making any reservations.

Hearing this, Wang Xin stopped in her tracks, and looked at him with trembling beautiful eyes.

26 years old, seventh level of spiritual dignity, and grew up in that place of scarcity.

This level of talent and luck is not much worse than that of Zhao Anping, right?

There are very few such existences in the entire north of Huaiyuan, not even a single hand.

Zhao Anping is the only existence.

But now Wang Xin felt that the prodigal son might be more likely than Zhao Anping. After all, he grew up in a place of scarcity and got to where he is today by himself.

Immediately, the prodigal son's value in Wang Xin's eyes was raised by another level. He may only value his appearance and his status as Jasmine's subordinate before, but now he is regarded as a treasure.

If he can be trained...wouldn't it be the same as owning a handsome, charming, talented and aloof little milk dog?

Thinking about it, she couldn't help but see a blaze of heat in her beautiful eyes, and then continued to drag the prodigal son towards the seat.

Let the prodigal son sit on the seat, and she sits on Zhiji's lap, with jade hands around his neck, looking at him with amorous eyes.

Feeling the warm feeling on the prodigal son's body, she couldn't help but blush on her cheeks.

He planned to get something more from the prodigal son, and then tried to retreat for a while.

Maybe you can improve yourself a lot.

"elder sister..."

The prodigal son was straddled on his lap by the woman on his body, and his blood started to stir immediately.

I thought to myself that I have passed the assessment temporarily, so I have to enjoy it again.

He stretched out his hand to gently hold Wang Xin's slender and tender willow waist like a water snake, and stretched out his mouth to kiss her white and slender neck wantonly.

Quickly, slightly violently, they kissed wantonly.

"Uh...."

Wang Xin raised her pretty face slightly, half-closed her beautiful eyes, let out a low uh, and immediately put her jade hand on the prodigal son's head, and gently grabbed his hair.

The refreshing fragrance poured into the prodigal son's nostrils, making his already boiling blood even more boiling, and his breathing became extremely heavy, hitting Wang Xin's neck.

......................................

At the same time, Zhao Anping was sitting in the original welcoming hall, motionless, sitting on the seat, like a wooden man, with a blank expression on his face, I don't know what he was thinking.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door suddenly. Hearing the sound, he came back to his senses and said softly:

"come in."

Even though he was already half convinced that this person would not be able to provide him with any useful information, he still said so.

As his words came out, the door was pushed open, and two men walked in. They were all dressed in the costumes of the silver medal assassins in the Assassination Pavilion.

With a touch of tension and pressure on his face, he walked towards Zhao Anping.

When they were notified before, they felt uncomfortable for a while. Obviously they just accepted the mission and didn't even see anyone, but now they seem to be blamed.

"Zhao Tianjiao."

The two called out politely, and sat across from Zhao Anping.

In this way, Zhao Anping began his interrogation.

But it turned out that he didn't ask anything. Although he had the ability to distinguish the truth from the fake, it was useless at the moment.

.......

"Smelly, smelly brother......"

"you you......."

This time, the prodigal son was much more presumptuous and relaxed than last time.

It made Wang Xin feel a little overwhelmed.