Villain, be good! I'm here to give birth to a baby [Quick Wear]

"My God, what are you talking about?" Shi Biao pretended not to understand and asked, "Did you misunderstand something?"

Song Ji said impatiently: "Are you still pretending? Do you have any surprises for me later? It's a pity that I don't want to play with you anymore."

In fact, he felt something was wrong from the moment Shi Biao said he knew the way and could lead him.

With such a complicated route, one would not be able to lead the way if he did not walk this route often. But if Shi Biao often walked in this cave, how could he not recognize the real demon inside?

Since Shi Biao knew the real devil, why did he never reveal this news to anyone? He even never mentioned the real devil after he came.

You must know that although the true demon is equivalent to the immortal realm, its strength is far stronger than that of the immortal, and it must be a true immortal to suppress it.

But Shi Biao had no idea that he was a real immortal, he only knew that he was an immortal. He didn't even want to resist at all and just wanted to get rid of this big Buddha as soon as possible. This was not in line with the selfish nature of the demon cultivators.

And there are only a few reasons for this.

But no matter what the reason is, for a true demon, when an immortal appears, instead of thinking about devouring the immortal to improve his strength, he just wants to avoid it... this is not normal.

"So if you keep pretending, I'm not sure how long you can live."

Song Ji slowly opened his eyes and moved his fingertips slightly.

A powerful immortal power condensed into a sword and appeared on Shi Biao's neck, and blood soon appeared.

He walked over, bent down slightly, and raised a tiny arc at the corner of his mouth: "Guess when your head will fall to the ground. There is no prize for guessing correctly."

Shi Biao did not dare to move at all. His body was stiff, and he breathed carefully. He said in a trembling voice: "Immortal, Immortal, you really wronged me..."

"You are still stubborn at this time. Should I say it or not? Your head——"

Song Ji was about to control the magic sword to cut his neck, but wisps of black demonic energy wrapped around the sword blade and stopped him.

The real devil hiding here has appeared.

……

Inside the cottage.

Song Ling'er looked at the evil energy emanating from her wrist, and quickly took out the small bell given to her by her grandma, and sent a message for help to her.

[Grandma, the evil spirit in my body seems to be unable to be suppressed, but the flower is in Song Ji's hand and he refuses to give it to me. What should I do? ]

If there was nothing to suppress the evil spirit in her body, she would no longer be able to hide the fact that she was a demon.

Soon, there was a reply from the other side.

Song Ling'er listened silently to the words coming from the bell, nodded, then pushed the door and left.

Now she had to find a secluded place where no one was around, and then let her grandma chant a spell through a small bell to seal the evil spirit in her body again.

Song Ling'er found a corner on the mountain where no one cared, took out a small bell from her arms, and told her grandma that it was time to start.

The small bell floated in the air, and waves of magic began to come out of it. The surrounding flowers, plants and trees withered and lost their vitality. The spiritual power they extracted was sent to Song Ling'er's body in waves.

"Miss Yingxue! Miss Yingxue! Wait for me!"

"The bandits in this place are the kings of the mountains and bully the people. They deserve to be killed... If you can... "

"Miss Yingxue, why did you suddenly go that way? The direction is wrong, this is the right way."

The voice is familiar, it's Lin Qingbai.

However, he was not the only one approaching.

"You are a demon..."

Suddenly, a clear female voice was heard.

Song Ling'er looked up and saw the beautiful woman she had seen before, wearing a thin veil and a flower ornament on her forehead.

Lin Qingbai stumbled out of the woods and caught up. He didn't notice Song Ling'er yet, but said to the beautiful woman, "Miss Yingxue, why did you suddenly come here——"

"...Are you a demon cultivator?"

Jiang Yingxue stared at Song Ling'er intently and asked tentatively.

A faint demonic aura emanated from this man's body, and all the flowers, plants, and trees were wilting. No one knew what method he was using to cultivate magic, but he looked like a cultivator with the strength of the Foundation Establishment Stage, not a demon.

Lin Qingbai also looked at Song Ling'er because of her words, and asked in surprise: "Miss Ling'er, why are you hiding here alone?"

He noticed the dead flowers and plants around Song Ling'er and was shocked again, "What are you doing here? Why are all these flowers and plants dead?"

Lin Qingbai realized what Jiang Yingxue had just said and quickly turned around to explain to Jiang Yingxue: "Miss Ling'er is definitely not a demon cultivator. She is just a foundation-building cultivator who came out of the mountains. You must have misunderstood something. We can talk about it in a nice way..."

The last word "say" was stuck in his throat, and Jiang Yingxue had already taken action.

The white sleeves fluttered and the sword shadow attacked.

Song Ling'er dodged in panic, but the sword quickly changed direction and went towards her again, but it deviated to the side when it was about to hit her.

Turning around, I saw Lin Qingbai pulling Jiang Yingxue's sleeve and yelling at her, "You go first, I'll explain it to her slowly."

Song Ling'er didn't care about anything else and ran away.

"Miss Yingxue, this is really a misunderstanding. I know very well who Miss Ling'er is. You don't have to kill her right away. You can ask her first. We should seek peace."

Before Lin Qingbai could finish his words, Jiang Yingxue mercilessly kicked him into a tree.

Jiang Yingxue said in disgust: "Get out of here! If you get in the way again, I'll kill you too!"

She picked up her sword and chased after him without even looking at Lin Qingbai.

That little demon cultivator is weak and can't run far.

But in a moment, Jiang Yingxue saw Song Ling'er's figure. She curled her lips and chuckled, silently chanting a few spells, and a magic circle immediately formed in front of her, blocking Song Ling'er's way.

"How dare a mere demon cultivator like you show up in broad daylight? Now that I have encountered you, I will kindly send your soul back to heaven."

Jiang Yingxue stood in the air on a flying sword, her eyes full of murderous intent.

Song Ling'er was trembling. Behind her was a spiritual wall formed by a formation. If she touched it, she would be burned.

There were formations all around her, and upwards there was a spiritual wall formed by formations. She was like a rabbit trapped in a cage with nowhere to escape. Her eyes were innocent and pitiful, and she curled up her body and looked at the woman approaching her.

Suddenly, Song Ling'er caught a glimpse of the bell around her waist, and thinking of what Song Ji had said to her before, she shook the bell frantically.

Send spiritual messages into the bell while shaking it.

[Song Ji, come and save me. ]

[Song Ji, where are you? ]

【Song Ji!!!】

Jiang Yingxue noticed Song Ling'er's behavior and taunted her, "Want to ask your accomplices for help? I advise you to stop doing this kind of useless work. No demon cultivator that I, Jiang Yingxue, have targeted will be able to escape."

"What I hate most is you evil cultivators who don't focus on cultivating immortals but instead go out to harm others!"

A magic sword appeared.

She raised her hand and drew her sword.

She put it down and the sword fell.

"Suffer to death!"

Jiang Yingxue waved her hand, and the magic sword stabbed straight towards Song Ling'er.

Song Ling'er was so frightened that she immediately closed her eyes.

“Zheng——/——”

With a mournful cry, the sword broke.

A warm embrace embraced Song Ling'er.

"Don't be afraid, I'm coming."

It’s Song Ji who is here.

He hugged Song Ling'er, patted her back gently, and comforted her: "I'm here, you'll be fine."

Song Ling'er hid in Song Ji's arms in fear and cried, "Why did you come so late? She almost killed me."

As she spoke, she pointed at the person floating in the air.

Looking in that direction, it was Jiang Yingxue wearing a white veil.

"Master Song! Why are you here?"

Jiang Yingxue showed surprise on her face, without any trace of the fierceness she had just shown. Her tone was even a little shy, and she was completely different from the person she was just now.

But Song Ji didn't give her a good look, and said sarcastically: "If you don't come, you will kill my young wife, and I will become a widower."

If they had arrived a moment later, Song Ling'er would have been pierced through the body by the magic sword.

He was scared at the thought of it. How could he possibly be nice to Jiang Yingxue?

"She?" Jiang Yingxue said incredulously, "But she is a magic cultivator! She was just practicing magic skills and caused the flowers and plants around her to--"

Song Ji scolded: "Shut up!"

"Am I not as good as a mere Spiritualization cultivator like you in seeing whether she is a demonic cultivator? Stop looking for trouble here all day long. Go back to your Fengling Sect and practice hard for a few more years. Stop slandering others outside all the time!"

His tone was fierce and his voice was loud. It was obvious that he was really angry and didn't want to show any mercy to the other party.

Jiang Yingxue: "Master Song, I didn't—"

"roll!"

Song Ji didn't want to pay any attention to her at all.

Jiang Yingxue: "Master Song... Actually, I——"

She wanted to explain it to Song Ji in a gentle tone, but she didn't expect that before she could say a few words, Song Ji flicked his sleeves and moved her to another place.

The scene before my eyes was changed into a strange place.

Jiang Yingxue lowered her eyes in disappointment and murmured to herself, "Master Song... why don't you give me a chance to explain? I just want to explain the cause and effect..."

"I... really don't want to be hated by you. Why do you defend that female demon cultivator and call her your wife? She is obviously a demon cultivator, a demon cultivator who harms people, a damned demon cultivator..."

The more she thought about it, the angrier she got.

It was obvious that the female demon cultivator was deliberately nestling in Master Song's arms and pretending to be weak to gain sympathy!

Jiang Yingxue gritted her teeth, retracted her flying sword, and kicked a stone out angrily.

"I really don't know what kind of seductive tricks that female demon cultivator used to bewitch Master Song to this extent. No, I have to go over and keep an eye on her to prevent her from doing anything detrimental to Master Song!"

Thinking of this, she suddenly didn't want to walk anymore and started walking towards the village.

……

the other side.

Song Ji crushed the magic circle with one foot and was hugging Song Ling'er to comfort her.

"Don't cry, little wife. It's all my fault. I came too late and frightened you."

A flash.

Song Ji brought Song Ling'er back to the room in the mountain village. He put the person in his arms on the bed and covered her with a quilt.

Song Ling'er was still sobbing, and said in a hoarse voice: "You lied, you clearly said that you would appear when I rang the bell, but I just rang it so many times and sent you so many spiritual messages, but in the end, you didn't show up..."

She choked up before continuing, "I-I almost died, you lying little dog!"

This was the first time that Song Ling'er experienced the feeling between life and death. No one had ever dared to treat her like this in the Demon Abyss before.

Song Ji also bowed his head and admitted his mistake: "Woof woof... I'm sorry, I'm a lying puppy. I was just dealing with something a bit troublesome at the time and didn't have time to go over immediately. It's my fault, little wife, please hit me."

Hearing this, Song Ling'er hit him several times with her hands, crying and complaining: "It was originally your fault, it's all your fault. It's all your fault. You refused to give me the flower and dragged me to bed every day. I told you that there would be problems but you ignored me. You made me full of evil spirits and I'm going to turn into a little demon again..."

If it wasn't for the need to suppress the evil spirit in her body, she wouldn't have looked for her grandma, let alone met that murderous woman!

"My dear wife, is there something wrong with the demonic energy in your body?"

Song Ji immediately grabbed Song Ling'er's wrist and used his magical power to check her physical condition. There was indeed a slight leakage of demonic energy.

He tried to use his magical power to help Song Ling'er suppress it, but it was of no use. He couldn't stop the evil energy from overflowing.

So he tried another method to help Song Ling'er suppress the evil spirit, but it was still useless.

"Strange...what's going on?"

Song Ji was puzzled and couldn't understand the reason.

Song Ling'er said, "Give me the flower, and I'll be fine."

She stretched out her hand and asked him for the magic flower.

However, Song Ji still shook his head and refused: "No, this flower is too dangerous. I can't let you take this risk. Wait until I figure out the purpose of this flower."

"I don't care, I don't care... Mr. Song, if you don't give it to me, I will never sleep with you again, and I will ignore you!"

Song Ling'er started to make a fuss, and finally snorted in a proud manner.

She wants the flower of the abyss!

Song Ji felt embarrassed, but still refused Song Ling'er's request.

"My dear wife, you really can't use this flower carelessly. Give me a few more days, and I will figure out the purpose of this flower as soon as possible. I will give it to you after I am sure that this flower will not harm your body, okay?"

Song Ling'er was still making a fuss: "Oh no! Mr. Song, give me the flowers quickly! Do you want me to turn into a little demon so that you monks can destroy me? You bad guy!"

She is just a little demon with weak strength. When she was in the Demon Abyss, she didn't like to practice and only wanted to play. She was no match for the demons in the Demon Abyss.

At this time, Song Ji gently covered her mouth, and said firmly and forcefully: "As long as I am here, no one can destroy you, I promise."

Song Ling'er's heart warmed up little by little, and she calmed down and had to compromise temporarily.

She said, "Then you have to find out as soon as possible. I don't want to turn into a little demon and be chased and killed by that fierce sister."

Song Ji nodded and promised: "Yes, I will."

As for the fierce sister that Song Ling'er mentioned?

"I won't let her hurt you again. There won't be a next time."

He would not let what happened today happen again.

After the two of them were intimate for a while, Song Ji thought of the things he had not finished and left first, leaving Song Ling'er alone in the room. He also set up a barrier to isolate her overflowing demonic aura from the outside world.

However, Song Ling'er didn't stay in the room for long before she saw a familiar person - Lin Qingbai.

He pushed the door open, limped in, and asked with concern, "Are you okay?"

Song Ling'er shook her head. Apart from being frightened, she was not hurt.

Lin Qingbai also breathed a sigh of relief.

Just as he was about to laugh, he gasped in pain because he had pulled the corner of his mouth.