Quick Travel: A max-level boss, chase your husband online

Hey?

Invite me respectfully?

Sang Zhilin rolled his eyes slightly, realizing that he had guessed her identity wrong last night.

"Then who are you?"

"Sang Qingjiu."

This name...

Sang Zhilin's eyes flashed slightly, he knew this name.

The name of the head of the Sang family was often mentioned by my parents... and the Sang family...

"It turns out to be you."

Sang Zhilin pursed his lips, "They always say that Sang Yijing is as talented as you, and they always have sweet dreams of letting Sang Yijing replace you."

Sang Qing raised his eyebrows slightly, "It's just Sang Yijing."

In just a few words, her disdain was clearly expressed.

It seems that she has no intention of protecting the Sang family.

"Do you still mean what you said last night?"

After a moment of silence, Sang Zhilin asked in a deep voice.

"That sentence?"

Asking knowingly.

Sang Zhilin looked at Sang Qingjiu's cold expression, and always felt that there was a bad heart under this beautiful skin.

"That is, if I follow you, you will help me get rid of the Sang family, including Sang Yijing."

Sang Zhilin said solemnly.

Sang Qingjiu chuckled lightly, "Sang Yijing became a Xuan-level demon slayer at a young age. He has considerable room for growth. As long as you give him time, he can become a Heaven-level master."

"Do you know how important a heaven-level master is to a family?"

Hearing this, Sang Zhilin's face turned pale slightly.

he knows.

A heaven-level master is enough to turn a third-rate family into a first-rate family.

Although the Sang family is already a top family, but... no one would think that there are too many heaven-level masters, right?

"so……"

Sang Qingjiu stood up and walked slowly to the bedside, raised her hand to hold his chin, and gently slid her fingertips across his face, "Little boy, show your sincerity."

Sincerity?

Sang Zhilin blinked lightly.

He is now a useless person who cannot practice cultivation. He has no money and no treasures. How can he impress Sang Qingjiu?

After thinking for a long time, Sang Zhilin swallowed his dry throat, raised his head and kissed her on the lips.

Sang Qingjiu's red lips were slightly raised, but she uttered two extremely cold words.

"not enough."

Not enough means that what he did was right, but the chips were too low.

Thinking about it, Sang Zhilin untied his nightgown.

Even though he has lived a prosperous life in the Sang family for several years, he has also fought against monsters. He looks like a pretty boy on the outside, but in fact he has strong muscles.

That perfect mermaid line appeared on his abdomen.

It's a pity that there are a few deep scars on the body, which somewhat destroys the beauty of this body.

Sang Zhilin raised his hands and put his arms around Sang Qingjiu's neck, "Master, can you help me?"

The eyes that slowly raised were full of help and hope.

He wants revenge!

Desperate and desperate for revenge.

He wanted to take revenge on the Sang couple. If it weren't for them, he might be poorer, but he wouldn't have to live a life where he was attacked by monsters every now and then.

He knew that the Sang family had given him a lot of training resources in the past eighteen years.

He should have been grateful.

But the grievances and injuries he had suffered over the years made it impossible for him to feel grateful.

At the age of eighteen, after his mission as a "scapegoat" was completed, if the Sang family asked him to leave, then all the things he had done before would be wiped out.

But he couldn't leave.

His legs were broken by Sang Yijing and he was forced to stay in the villa as a toy that was worse than a servant.

A toy that Sang Yijing controls life and death and tortures at will.

His life suddenly fell into hell.

"Master~"

Sang Zhilin kissed Sang Qingjiu's neck, trying to please her very unfamiliarly.

As long as he can get revenge on the Sang family, he doesn't care what price he has to pay for it!

"Host!!!"

1199 has begun to go crazy in Sang Qingjiu's consciousness space, "Why is this happening? It shouldn't be! Host, you promised me that you won't mess around... Wuwuwu..."

"Unification~"

Sang Qingjiu rubbed the waist of the person in his arms with his fingertips, and said with a smile: "You don't understand the villain very well."

No matter what kind of character the villain is, or what kind of experience he has, they all have one thing in common - they are like weeds.

As long as you give him hope, he will seize the opportunity and climb up desperately.

For this reason, souls, lives, money, emotions, dignity... everything can be abandoned.

"What's more, I didn't promise you not to act recklessly, I just promised you not to force others."

Sang Qingjiu pointed at Sang Zhilin, who came over on his own initiative, "Look, I didn't force this."

"Woooooooo..."

1199 cried louder in the system space.

Sang Qingjiu lowered his head slightly, with a reserved and cold expression... and touched Sang Zhilin all over.

The other party endured the shyness and lay half on the bed, letting her do whatever she wanted. His affectionate and forbearing eyes kept trembling, and his curled eyelashes trembled slightly, but he never resisted.

After waiting for a long time, he heard Sang Qingjiu say "Okay".

At that moment, Sang Zhilin breathed a sigh of relief.

He knew that Sang Qingjiu was attracted by his beauty, otherwise she wouldn't have asked him if he wanted to follow her when she saw him in the basement.

"Zhilin~a very good name."

Sang Qingjiu said calmly.

Sang Zhilin was a little surprised when he heard this, "Do you know who I am?"

"You went to the main house with your parents before."

Sang Qingjiu said with a hint of joking, "I said at that time, that couple couldn't have a child with a face like yours. You are indeed not their son."

Sang Zhilin:......

These words really hit home a bit, and he didn't know how to answer them for a moment.

Moreover, he has only been to the main house once in his life, and that was ten years ago.

He was only ten years old at that time.

Until now, his memory of the main house has been blurred, but he didn't expect Sang Qingjiu to still remember it!

"Lie down."

Sang Qingjiu patted his waist.

Sang Zhilin obediently turned over and lay down, and then he smelled the fragrance of grass and trees, and a touch of coolness fell on his back.

The fingertips slid slowly and gently, causing waves of shivers.

"Didn't I hear that you were captured by a demon?"

Sang Qingjiu chatted casually while applying medicine to the wound on his back.

"No...no. It was the Sang family that spread rumors to the outside world. I was always in the villa."

Sang Zhilin said, as if he had thought of something, and his voice became nervous, "On the day I turned eighteen, I was ready to leave, but Sang Yijing had people take me to the bedroom and lock me up, and then use a stick to Broke my leg.”

one more time.

He knew that Sang Yijing tortured him on purpose.

Otherwise, with his Xuan-level demon slayer's power, it would be easy to kill him.

But he didn't.

He just used the stick and the strength of an ordinary person to forcefully break his leg.

He just watched helplessly.

Seeing his intact legs being beaten to pieces of blood and hearing the sound of bones breaking, he couldn't help but scream in agony but was forcibly muffled, leaving no room for venting.