Quick Wear: The Villain's Beloved

"who are you?"

The impostor asked, staring at them closely.

Hearing this, Lan Qian sneered and spoke in a calm and indifferent voice: "Shouldn't we be the ones asking you, who are you?"

"I am the Holy Maiden of the Demon Cult!"

The impostor was a little panicked at first about being discovered, but then she thought, it had been several hours since the news of her arrival at Qingfeng Cliff spread, and everyone who should have come should have arrived, so it was time for her to come forward.

Thinking of this, she felt more confident.

She completely regarded herself as the Holy Maiden of the Demonic Cult.

"Humph! You, the famous and upright people, are here to see me today, right? You are dreaming if you want the secret manual passed down from generation to generation!"

Lan Qian watched her direct and act with great interest.

It should be said that the impostor's arrogant look still bears some resemblance to the image of a cult member in front of the world.

The noise here was so loud that it attracted the attention of others.

"Found it! The witch is here!"

Someone shouted.

The sound spread throughout the entire forest. In an instant, all the people who were looking for the witch at Qingfeng Cliff heard the news and came over, almost surrounding the place. Even Yan Beiling and Feng Qianxue came.

"Witch, you stole the secret manual, right? Hand it over now!"

A sturdy man with a big knife on his shoulder stood up. He took the knife off his shoulder, pointed the tip of the knife at the impostor, and threatened viciously: "We have surrounded this place. If you don't hand over the secret book, you will die here!"

"Yes, hand over the secret book!"

"Witch, hand over the secret book immediately!"

……

Others also shouted.

Lan Qian and Mo Chen watched this farce quietly from the side. Almost everyone's eyes were on the so-called "witch woman" and were concerned about the so-called secret book, which saved them from the attention of these people.

But Feng Qianxue still noticed them.

Noticing her gaze, Lan Qian also looked over there.

His eyes were extremely calm.

This made Feng Qianxue stunned for a moment.

She always felt that this person's figure seemed somewhat familiar, but her temperament was completely different.

"Miss Feng, what's wrong?"

Yan Beiling, who was standing beside her, noticed that she was a little distracted and asked with concern. He followed her gaze and saw a pair of extremely outstanding men and women who were like a perfect match. He had never seen them before.

When did such a pair of man and woman appear in the world?

While he was thinking, Feng Qianxue's voice came to his ears:

"nothing."

Feng Qianxue withdrew her attention. Compared with Yan Beiling's attentiveness towards her, her attitude towards him could be described as neither cold nor indifferent.

"It's okay."

Yan Beiling's thoughts were pulled back.

Now is not the time to focus on the strange couple, as today's event is the highlight he has arranged.

Over there, the impostor did not yield despite the heavy pressure from the crowd.

She sneered:

"So what if I stole the secret book? I have already sent it back to the Demon Cult. Even if you kill me today, you will never get the secret book!"

After these words were spoken, everyone became even angrier.

"You witch!"

"Why not capture her and use her to exchange the secret book with the Demon Cult!"

I don't know who came up with this idea, planning to capture her and exchange the secret book back, and the others also agreed.

No one mentioned that the secret book was originally in the Alliance Leader's Mansion. They seemed to have forgotten that even if they got the secret book back, the secret book that drove everyone crazy did not belong to them.

Just as everyone was preparing to rush forward, a light voice sounded calmly.

"and many more."

The sound seemed to have an invisible force. Everyone stopped what they were doing and looked towards the source of the sound.

Lan Qian said softly to Mo Chen:

"Mo Chen, wait for me here."

"it is good."

Mo Chen nodded slightly.

"Stop being so affectionate," seeing the two of them reluctant to leave, a hot-tempered man looked at Lan Qian impatiently and said unfriendly, "Girl, why did you stop us just now?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the big man suddenly felt a cold gaze falling on him. When he looked up, he met the man's dark and sinister eyes, and he couldn't help but shudder in his heart.

He quickly lowered his head and dared not look again.

Lan Qian ignored him and walked slowly towards the impostor.

The impostor stood where she was, not knowing why the woman in front of her stopped these people, nor why she was walking towards her. But as she got closer and closer, she felt a sense of oppression for no reason.

The veiled woman came closer and closer. The impostor clenched his hands tightly at his sides, using almost all his strength to hold back from stepping back.

Finally, Lan Qian stopped three steps away from her.

But the impostor did not relax, but became even more nervous.

Staring at her very warily.

"You said...you are the Holy Maiden of the Demon Cult?" Lan Qian's voice was light and no emotion could be heard.

"Yes."

The impostor stumbled in his answer.

"Since you are a member of the Demon Cult," Lan Qian glanced at her nonchalantly, and seeing that she looked a little nervous, he withdrew his gaze indifferently, "I believe you should also know that everyone in the Demon Cult has taken a secret poison."

"what?"

The impostor couldn't help but be surprised.

I've never heard of this before.

"Why, don't you know?"

Lan Qian asked back calmly.

"Of course I know!"

The imposter immediately refuted, and in order to prove her identity as the Saint of the Demon Cult, she deliberately added: "People from my Demon Cult are not afraid of even secret poisons. Even if you catch me, the most you will get is a corpse!"

"Really? Do you know what the poison is?"

"I……"

The imposter could not answer.

She subconsciously glanced at Yan Beiling.

Under the watchful eyes of the public, her every move was watched by countless people. Naturally, her look towards Yan Beiling was also noticed and pointed out immediately.

"You witch, look at what Young Master Yan is doing!"

They didn't know the relationship between the impostor and Yan Beiling, but this sentence still made Yan Beiling feel nervous.

Fortunately, no one suspected anything.

Seeing this, Lan Qian didn't plan to say anything else.

As he turned and left, his fingertips moved imperceptibly, and tiny bits of white powder blended silently into the air. No one noticed except Mo Chen.

Seeing Lan Qian turning around, everyone was puzzled.

Did I stop them on purpose just to say a few words?

"what--"

A scream was heard suddenly.

Everyone was shocked, only to see that the evil cult witch covered her face with both hands, scratching and clawing for some reason, as if she had gone mad.

When I looked at it again, the face seemed to be scratched.

"This...what's going on with this witch?"

Some people were surprised and doubtful.

"Hurry... look, look!"

"That face... the face of this witch..."

Almost everyone present was shocked. Under the scratched face, a completely different face was revealed!