Doomsday villain: The school beauty is tied at the beginning!

After changing her clothes, Zui Qianrao felt relieved.

Naturally, he became more courageous, and his whole expression returned to its original appearance, looking confident and calm.

"Little enemy, doesn't it look good?"

Zui Qianrao sat on the ground with one hand supporting her body, and hooked Zhao Lang with the other hand.

The peach blossom eyes are full of charm, and the gully squeezed out by the two plump honey fruits makes the mouth go dry.

The white legs exposed under the skirt are gently closed, crossed and twisted, which is eye-catching.

"Red lace, not bad."

Zhao Lang looked at Zui Qianrao with deep eyes, but said in a very indifferent tone.

"you!.."

Zui Qianrao stared at her beautiful eyes, a little unable to react. She really didn't expect Zhao Lang to say such a thing.

She bit her red and plump lips, straightened her clothes, and covered her snow-white plump fruits.

I couldn't help but secretly curse Zhao Lang for not understanding the style.

Zhao Lang regarded it as nothing, and he had to have a sense of when and what he should do.

To him, Zui Qianrao from his previous life was a peerless beauty who could only be viewed from a distance but not played with.

But now, as long as he wants, he can lie down at any time, raise his plump buttocks, and take in whatever he wants.

However, it was too late.

The countdown of the poison circle is about to end, and the scope of the poison circle will start to shrink randomly again.

And his position is already on the edge of the poisonous circle.

It’s hard to say how much the poisonous circle will shrink next.

"Take it..."

Zhao Lang took out several items from the Tinder backpack and threw them directly to Zui Qianrao.

Judging from Zui Qianrao's previous reaction, she probably didn't have this kind of replenishing potion on her body, otherwise she would have taken it out and used it long ago.

Zui Qianrao looked at the object thrown towards her and subconsciously stretched out her slender jade hand to grab it.

"Energy water?"

Zui Qianrao's beautiful eyes were very grateful to look at Zhao Lang.

Without any hesitation, she quickly opened the energy potion and poured it directly into her mouth.

Feeling that the energy in her body began to recover rapidly, she felt slightly relieved, and a hint of joy rose on her pretty face.

In the last days, the seriousness of not having energy in the body is self-evident, not to mention that it is still in a secret realm.

"My name is Zhao Lang..."

Zhao Lang looked at Zui Qianrao who stood up and spoke in a calm tone.

"You should have also noticed the shrinkage of the poisonous circle."

He paused for a moment, his eyes became fierce, and he continued:

"Don't talk nonsense next time."

"Get ready to start risking your life."

After saying that, he turned around and walked towards the hole in the center of the altar.

"Zhao Lang?"

"Why does it feel familiar? I seem to have heard it somewhere."

Zui Qianrao shook his head and stopped thinking about it.

Because she also received a warning message from the fire auxiliary device, the poisonous circle was about to shrink.

She knew what this meant, and the expression on her face became serious.

Looking at Zhao Lang's back, a trace of firmness and determination flashed in her eyes.

Then he jogged and kept up with Zhao Lang's pace.

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The pit in the center of the altar seemed to be a bottomless abyss, pitch black, with no end in sight, making people feel an indescribable sense of oppression.

Its edges show an irregular shape, and in some places you can even see intertwined claw marks, as if it was torn apart by some powerful force.

Standing on the edge of the pit, Zui Qianrao could clearly feel the cold air flow, as if it was the cold wind from hell.

She couldn't help but shudder, and the strong feeling of suffocation made her breathing quicken.

It was as if an invisible hand was pulling her into the abyss.

Moreover, this pit will emit strange intruding energy from time to time, making it extremely dangerous.

It was precisely because of this invading energy that she was controlled by the Night Elf. Fallen, and thus had an in-depth communication with Zhao Lang...

When she thought of this, she quickly took a small step back to calm herself down, her beautiful eyes full of fear and vigilance.

But why did Zhao Lang come here?

Zui Qianrao looked sideways at Zhao Lang, a trace of doubt and curiosity flashing in his bright eyes.

"The curtain at the exit of the altar is directional and can only lead to the next passage."

"We don't have enough time, we must leave the Demon Cave immediately."

"And there's only one way to get out of here."

Zhao Langhuan looked around the pothole and said calmly.

Zui Qianrao frowned slightly when she heard this. She suddenly thought of something.

"Portal?", she asked tentatively.

Zhao Lang did not reply, but came to Zui Qianrao's side, put his hand on her back, and whispered into her ear:

"Are you ready?"

Zui Qianrao was stunned when he heard this, and his charming face was full of doubts.

"what to prepare?"

As soon as she asked, the aura around her changed. It seemed like a special energy enveloped her.

The next second, there was a force behind her pushing her forward...

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