Quick wear: male gods only love me

Lin Qingyan looked at Fu Nanxian with a half-smile: "He came to assassinate me."

Since he had just woken up, his voice was hoarse and unexpectedly charming.

Words are so innocent.

He was the one who was assassinated, but Fu Nanxian was blaming him.

"Brother Nanxian!" Mo Tianluo looked at Fu Nanxian and was about to cry, his big eyes were covered with tears, "This devil is too hateful."

The smile on the corner of Lin Qingyan's mouth was even wider, but his eyes were extremely cold.

"I'm hateful?"

He obviously hadn't done anything, yet this group of Jianghu people criticized him verbally and in writing, it's really ridiculous!

"You killed so many innocent people, and you imprisoned brother Nanxian here regardless of his wishes! Who should you hate? In this Jianghu, you can't find a villain who is more evil than you." Mo Tianluo looked at Lin Qingyan as if he was looking at something dirty.

The corners of Lin Qingyan's lips curved down, and he said, "Brother Nanxian...I didn't wear anything yesterday, and being hugged and kissed by you made my mouth hurt...Did I force you to do this?"

Mo Tianluo cried, and the tears flowed like a stream.

"You talk nonsense! Brother Nanxian won't touch you, you are so disgusting..." Mo Tianluo said, "Brother Nanxian said he wanted to marry me, and the person he likes is obviously me!"

"Really?" Lin Qingyan asked Fu Nanxian.

Fu Nanxian said, "You let him go."

"What if I don't let it go?" Lin Qing said, "This kid is too an eyesore."

Mo Tianluo shouted loudly: "Even if you kill me, brother Nanxian will only love me, he will remember me forever! He will hate you to the bone, want to peel your skin, cram your tendons, drink Your blood!"

"Fu Liu! Put this kid in a dungeon!" Lin Qing said.

"Lin Qingyan, let him go!" Fu Nanxian frowned, "He is the son of the leader of the martial arts alliance, and your demon sect will make the world's martial arts comrades want to get rid of it quickly. If you..."

Lin Qingyan smiled self-deprecatingly: "If I let him go, will the martial arts comrades you talk about let me go? No, no matter what I do now, they will not let me go."

Fu Nanxian was dumbfounded, Lin Qingyan was right.

After Fu Liu knocked Mo Tianluo unconscious with a punch, he took him away.

The two people in the room were silent for a long time, until Fu Nanxian broke the silence: "You can... Find a place where no one else can find you and live in seclusion."

"Would you like to live in seclusion with me?" There was a glimmer of light in Lin Qingyan's eyes.

Fu Nanxian's throat was hard and his heart felt bitter, so he shook his head with difficulty.

"Oh, I knew it, how could a young and promising rookie be with the notorious leader of the Demon Cult?" Lin Qingyan shrugged, as if he had expected it a long time ago.

However, the gleam in his eyes disappeared.

After this day, Fu Nanxian didn't see Lin Qingyan for seven days.

He only found out after asking Fuliu that Lin Qingyan had retreated.

On the tenth day of Lin Qingyan's retreat, Wulin Zhengdao attacked the Demon Sect, and it was like a broken bamboo.

The orthodox people who have been unable to find the location of the Devil's Cult have understood all the defenses of the Devil's Cult clearly overnight.

Many members of the Devil's Cult were killed before they found out the traitors.

Fu Nanxian took advantage of the situation and went to the water dungeon to look for Mo Tianluo, but what he saw was Mo Tianluo who was out of breath.

"Lin Qingyan!" Fu Nanxian's eyes were red.

After carefully putting Mo Tianluo's body away, he raised his sword to look for Lin Qingyan with a murderous look.

Not long after Fu Nanxian left, Mo Tianluo opened his eyes and smiled with his lips curled up: "Shameless thing, brother Nanxian will kill you for me!"