Forced to take the love route by a scumbag villain

"I've seen the protector!" A passing golden elixir stage demon cultivator saluted Meng Xing.

Meng Xing nodded in return.

Then he continued to walk forward and met another Nascent Soul Demonic Cultivator. The Nascent Soul Demonic Cultivator also bowed respectfully: "I've seen the protector!"

Meng Xing continued to nod. As a Zhan Wu Zha in the foundation building stage, he didn't feel embarrassed at all. There was no way around it. After three days, someone saluted him every day and said, "I've seen the Dharma Protector." He was used to it.

The world of cultivation has always respected strength. This rule is applicable to both the righteous and the demonic paths. Generally speaking, there is no reason for a person with a high level of cultivation to salute someone with a low level of cultivation.

But the fox can rely on the tiger's majesty, and Meng Xing can wear Wen Rulan's tiger skin.

Although he didn't take the initiative to wear it, Wen Rulan directly announced to all the demon cultivators that Meng Xing was his new protector after killing the demon cultivators of Jiao Huanyu's group three days ago with extremely bloody and cruel methods.

In the Foundation Establishment Stage, with such an unattractive level of cultivation, can he be the protector of their demon world?

Logically speaking, there must be a lot of criticism, but Wen Rulan is too strong to withstand him. After being promoted to the Tribulation Stage, there will be no one or thing in the world of cultivation who can threaten him.

Moreover, Wen Rulan had just killed so many people, and everyone was on tenterhooks, fearing that the superior would send him off if he didn't like it, so he didn't dare to express any objections at this moment. Can't even think about it.

So Meng Xing became a protector inexplicably, and after Wen Rulan went to retreat, no demon cultivator dared to look down on him or disrespect him because of his cultivation.

Wen Rulan, a demon lord who had not eaten meat for hundreds of years, suddenly brought back a good-looking man and behaved in an intimate manner. It was already very easy to make people think.

In addition to giving Meng Xing the position of protector, Wen Rulan also gave Meng Xing a bracelet-shaped defensive weapon engraved with his spiritual consciousness in front of everyone. As long as anyone dared to attack Meng Xing, he would immediately He immediately realized that even in seclusion, he had enough time to arrive before the attacker succeeded.

This move was for protection, but also to deter some evil cultivators who were still evil and wanted to take hostages. Wen Rulan's ability to think so carefully was enough to show how much he valued Meng Xing.

Therefore, no one dared to touch Meng Xing’s brow. Everyone knew that this was probably Your Majesty’s little lover. Who dared to offend him? When Your Majesty came out of seclusion, Meng Xing went to blow the wind on his pillow. The person who offended him I'm afraid I'm going to reunite with my former protector Jiao Huanyu in the underworld.

But Meng Xing is still not happy as a protector. The protector is a position second only to the Demon Lord, which means he is the second-in-command in the demon world.

Meng Xingxin said that he was already a protector, so it wouldn't be too much to mobilize some spiritual stones, right?

It's really not too much. If he wanted hundreds or thousands of spiritual stones, the accountant would definitely give them to him. However, he was not greedy enough. On the first day he took office, he asked for 100,000 high-grade spiritual stones in one go.

With such a large amount, you can bid for a heavenly magic weapon. Even though Wen Rulan seems to dote on this little lover now, but as a man, your heart can change at any time. Today you will favor this one, tomorrow you will favor that one. An old lover is like an out-of-season flower, worthless.

Therefore, the accountant did not dare to make any arbitrary decisions. He was not sure whether His Majesty would be willing to spend so much money on the little lover he brought back, so he gave it rashly, and later blamed His Majesty. He did not want to reunite with Jiao Huanyu at all.

But he didn't dare to offend Meng Xing, so he could only smile and deal with Meng Xing, saying polite words over and over again, even if he didn't give money, and he always wanted to ask your Majesty for instructions.

Meng Xing struggled for a while and had to give up.

Wen Rulan still had to let go if she wanted money, and nothing else worked.

But let alone let Wen Rulan relax, he couldn't even see Wen Rulan's face.

After Wen Rulan took care of Jiao Huanyu and others, she went to retreat. Before retreating, she only told Meng Xing that everything was free here. If there was anything important, she could contact him with her bracelet.

Meng Xing roughly knew what Wen Rulan was doing in seclusion through systematic popularization. Naturally, he knew the importance of this kind of business, so even if he didn't get the money, Meng Xing wouldn't bother him.

Meng Xing counted the days on his fingers. Today was already August 8, and Wen Rulan had been in seclusion for three full days. He hadn't seen Wen Rulan for three days, and if he stayed around for another two days, the game would be over.

If it was just so peaceful, it wouldn't matter if it ended, but Meng Xing knew that something else would definitely happen on the 10th. An encirclement and suppression would definitely happen. Even if Wen Rulan reached the stage of transcending the tribulation, he would definitely be in a situation of death.

If you want to change this ending, you need enough strength. It is obviously unrealistic to practice on your own. Meng Xing no longer has unrealistic illusions about his cultivation talent. Instead of expecting that he will suddenly have enlightenment and his cultivation will skyrocket, It's better to hope that you will get SSR in one shot.

But the prerequisite for whether he can penetrate the soul is that he must have money.

And Meng Xing has no money.

At a deadlock.

To break the situation, you have to wait for Wen Rulan to come out. Meng Xing sighed and walked around the palace several times. At night, he carried a bottle of wine alone to the house where Wen Rulan was retreating.

He didn't mind the dust and mess on the ground, so he sat down cross-legged, and then drank by himself in front of the moon.

Although the palace is relatively prosperous, the general environment of the Netherworld Valley is indeed as remote and desolate as the outside world has rumored.

Outside the palace is the desolate Gobi Desert. The half-missed moon rises from the end of the Gobi Desert, illuminating the empty land.

Poets like to be nostalgic about the moon. Meng Xing is a layman. When he looked at the moon, he could only think of the same shiny spiritual stone, and further thought of his own empty pocket. He felt sad for a while and had to raise his glass and drink.

He didn't get much wine, just a small jug, but Meng Xing only had an average amount of wine. After drinking such a jug, he was a little drunk.

He wasn't so drunk that he lost consciousness. He just felt a little dizzy, his body was warm, and his limbs couldn't help but relax. Meng Xing leaned his back against the carved wooden door behind him, feeling a little sleepy.

He relaxed his body, regardless of whether the place was suitable or not, and prepared to sleep leaning against the door.

But as soon as he leaned down, he suddenly lost his support and fell backward.

He fell to the ground, his sleepiness awakened by the cold floor. He blinked and looked at Wen Rulan, who was looking down at him from above.

Probably just after taking a shower, Wen Rulan draped her robe loosely around her body. When he lowered his head, his long untied hair fell down on his shoulders, as smooth as precious silk.

His pair of black eyes were like the dark night at this moment. They were bottomless and seemed to have stars twinkling in them.

Or maybe it wasn't the stars that were twinkling, but Meng Xing's shadow reflected in his eyes.

"Your Majesty, are you out of seclusion?" Meng Xing asked a very stupid question.

But Wen Rulan still answered patiently: "Yes."

He squatted down slightly, reached out and held Meng Xing's hand, pulled Meng Xing up from the ground, and then pulled Meng Xing into the house. With a thought, the palace door that had just been opened closed again.

Meng Xing, who was still drunk, didn't realize what it meant to be in the same room with Wen Rulan in the middle of the night and the door was closed. Without any warning, he followed Wen Rulan's lead and sat on the only bed in the house.

He smelled of alcohol and his tone of voice was a little slurred, so he was obviously drunk. There was actually herbal tea in the house to relieve hangover, but Wen Rulan did not serve it to Meng Xing.

He just sat on the other side of the bed and pressed his hand on Meng Xing's abdomen very naturally. His demonic energy poured into Meng Xing's Dantian and traveled along the other person's meridians.

Once familiar, Meng Xing knew that Wen Rulan was checking his inner breath. Although Wen Rulan had roughly explored Meng Xing's meridians three days ago and knew that Meng Xing was not injured, he was still uneasy.

Because he felt that the elixir that could improve one's cultivation from the foundation-building stage to the Mahayana stage would definitely have some backlash. However, based on what he has discovered so far, there really is no backlash.

Although Meng Xing's cultivation level has not increased, it has not declined either. His meridians are intact. There are no problems except for a few more impurities.

After the investigation, Wen Rulan should have withdrawn his hand, but he did not. Instead, he continued to use his demonic energy to sort out the other person's meridians in Meng Xing's body.

At the same time, he asked about Meng Xing's situation during the past three days when he was away from him: "How have you been living in this palace these days?"

"It's okay. Although my cultivation level is low, everyone is very respectful to me." Meng Xing gave everyone a compliment.

"With me here, no one dares to offend you." Wen Rulan curled her lips confidently.

But Meng Xing retorted: "But that accountant is against me!"

"Oh?" Wen Rulan narrowed her eyes, with a hint of murderous intent in her words: "How can he go against you?"

"I just want one hundred thousand high-grade spiritual stones, but he just won't give it to me. He also said that he must come to ask you for instructions." Meng Xing said very confidently, as if one hundred thousand high-grade spiritual stones is just a frivolous number, and the accountant is in Deliberately making things difficult for him.

Wen Rulan was a little startled, and then she laughed: "What do you want with so many spiritual stones?"

"Do it..." Reason came back at the critical moment. Meng Xing's brain was numbed by alcohol and he realized that he couldn't talk about the system, so he changed his words: "Making decorations, I like shiny things."

Wen Rulan laughed again and did not care about Meng Xing's strange hobby. She only said dotingly: "You don't have to go to the accountant to ask for it. Whatever you want, just tell me."

Meng Xing's eyes suddenly lit up. This was probably the smoothest time he had ever asked Wen Rulan for money.

"But..." Wen Rulan changed the topic: "You have to answer a few questions first."

"Okay!" Meng Xing agreed simply.

"You said that day that you wanted to practice double cultivation with that female cultivator?" Wen Rulan began to settle old scores.

His tone was casual, and it didn't seem to be any different from when he asked Meng Xingzhu how he was. But the hand he pressed on Meng Xing's abdomen involuntarily became a little harder.

However, Meng Xing did not feel the crisis, because Wen Rulan's pure demonic energy was very comfortable in his body, and his whole body felt like he was soaking in a jacuzzi, so comfortable that he forgot everything.

His drunkenness was further deepened, so that he was completely unaware of the hidden waves behind this question.

"I lied to her. I don't like her. Why do I want to practice dual cultivation with her? It's just to lure those people away." Meng Xing's mind was not very clear, so he spoke the truth without any concealment.

Fortunately, this truth is still gentle to Wen Rulan's ears. The corners of his lips curved, but the pressure on Meng Xing's abdomen did not relax. Instead, he massaged Meng Xing's abdomen moderately.

Originally, pressing the abdomen was simply for the convenience of injecting the demonic energy into the Dantian, but Wen Rulan's action added a hint of ambiguity.

He did not stop, but continued to rub Meng Xing's abdomen with his palms. He felt the outline of Meng Xing's abdominal muscles through the fabric, felt the elasticity of the muscles, and his eyes became dark.

But Meng Xing didn't notice at all. He just thought Wen Rulan was rubbing his belly, which made him feel quite comfortable, like a big cat whose belly was rubbed. He snorted twice in comfort.

Wen Rulan's breathing was a little disordered, but he still suppressed his temper and continued to ask: "Why did you come up to kiss me that day?"

"Kiss?" Meng Xing looked confused and asked, "Which time are you talking about?"

which time?

It sounded like he had kissed someone else more than once.

And he confused himself with someone else.

Wen Rulan's expression turned extremely cold in an instant.

作者有话要说：感谢在2020052900:23:242020053001:43:58期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦

Thanks to the little angels who threw the mines: Congqing is a good person, Azure Gentleman, and Liliyuan Shangcao 1;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigated the nutrient solution: 20 bottles of Gu Nanshuo; 10 bottles of aa, wandering around; 2 bottles of peach-flavored grapefruit wine; 1 bottle of Zili Xiaoshisheng, Yinxi;

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