The fairy godmother got the villain script

Chapter 7
After Meng Yang finished speaking, he looked at Han Shaoyu coldly.

seriously.

Han Shaoyu's reaction made her a little disappointed.

At this time in the past, he probably would have jumped up and shouted: I would rather die than be humiliated!
But now.

Mingming's small eyes were red with anger, and he almost passed out of anger just looking at them.

Actually held back.

With malicious intentions, Meng Yang, who was about to make a move, sighed in his heart.

I really wonder how much you can worry about, just like the male lead doesn't stretch his head when he is angry.

On the other side, Yue Qiuran finally woke up.

She slowly opened her eyes, only to feel that her whole body was about to fall apart, especially the pain at the shoulder blade.

Tu Jing'er was running for her life in a hurry, and the palm she struck had used [-]% of her skill.

If it wasn't for Yue Qiuran's body-protecting soft armor, this palm would have killed at least half of her life.

Enduring the discomfort all over her body, she forced herself to sit up from the ground, and when she looked up, she saw the three people facing each other in front of her.

Seeing the demon girl who injured her standing there, Yue Qiuran was startled, and stepped back, wanting to run away.

She just took a few steps back quietly.

With the moonlight and the change of angle, a familiar side face suddenly appeared in her line of sight.

The emperor lives up to his painstaking efforts.

The rule of watching the heroine's perspective cried out.

Yue Qiuran could be considered to have seen Han Shaoyu.

Under the expectant gaze of the law.

Yue Qiuran, who was about to escape, froze in place.

She took a few glances at Han Shaoyu, since she practiced medicine since childhood, she easily discovered Han Shaoyu's dire condition.

Then, almost without thinking, she rushed over here with her little skirt in hand.

Yue Qiuran dragged his injured body, endured the pain and ran to the other side of Han Shaoyu.

He happened to be supporting him with Tu Jinger on the left and right.

After seeing Han Shaoyu's weak appearance at a close distance, Yue Qiuran's twinkling eyes filled with tears instantly.

"Brother Shaoyu, why are you hurt so badly?"

Holding hands and looking at tears.

The eyes of the two were entangled together like no one else.

The tears hanging in those eyes.

It fell down like a broken pearl.

The night is dark, the moonlight is like water.

The breeze blew Yue Qiuran's hair over Han Shaoyu's cheek.

Han Shaoyu stretched out his hand and wiped away the tears on his cheeks for the tearful man in front of him.

"Don't cry, of course."

this moment.

All the dissatisfaction and grievances in each other's hearts dissipated with the night wind.

The saying goes well.

In a love movie between three people, there will always be someone extra.

In this situation.

Tu Jing'er, who was spared, felt like a needle prick in her heart.

Her lips opened and closed, and finally approached Han Shaoyu silently, and lowered her head quietly.

No, it should be said that in a movie with four people, one of them will spoil the scenery.

Meng Yang, who was completely ignored, rolled his eyes to the sky.

What kind of love brain ability is this, and the enemy is currently only interested in talking about love.

It's really to the point where the author of the original work gets angry after reading it.

I have endured too much Xiangxiang at a young age: Hey~
Seeing that the relationship between Han Shaoyu and Yue Qiuran was back, Fa Ze seemed very satisfied.

After completing the task, Meng Yang decided to find a reason to withdraw.

Staying with idiots for a long time will definitely affect IQ.

She immediately snorted heavily: "If I don't speak, you think I'm dead?"

Yue Qiuran was taken aback, and only then remembered that there was a female sword cultivator with a fierce face standing in front of him.

Judging by Meng Yang's coercion, it is at least the cultivation base of the golden core period.

and……

She turned her head and glanced at Tu Jing'er who was standing on the other side.

What is the relationship between this demon girl and Brother Shaoyu?

At this moment, she may also be thinking of being afraid.

Trembling, he hid behind Han Shaoyu.

Meng Yang ignored her, and looked at Tu Jinger familiarly.

"Okay, just give me the money, the discount price is [-] top-quality spirit stones for old customers."

Tu Jing'er shivered, not because she thought she wanted too much, but because she really had no money.

She quickly said, "I'm out of money, really."

Meng Yang naturally didn't believe it, she thought that the little princess had grown her brain after a few days of experience.

"Okay, it's okay, I just want to see how Han Shaoyu survived."

After finishing speaking, he smoothed his sleeves and took the Flowing Sword into his hand by the way.

Sharpening his sword, he turned to Han Shaoyu.

The really poor Tu Jinger was so anxious that she wanted to cry: "I really have no money."

Before Meng Yang could react, Tu Jing'er told the whole story about the rescue of Han Shaoyu by the gray-robed master in a bamboo tube.

Afraid to speak slowly, Meng Yang did it.

Tu Jinger said: "If I had money, we wouldn't live in such a simple room."

Meng Yang thought about it, the room just now was indeed a bit broken.

It seems that the child really has no money.

In the book, at least he is well-clothed and well-fed, but now he can't even live in a good house.

poor baby.

Seeing that Meng Yang listened to her words, Tu Jing'er's heart sank a little.

Then Han Shaoyu refused.

He always remembered that Meng Yang said that he relied on women's waste.

Tu Jing'er told him that she had no money because she wanted to save him, which made him feel even more ashamed.

Yue Qiuran is still here!
He was anxious to save some face for himself, and said in a hateful voice: "Meng Yang, what's the difference between you accepting bribes and releasing demons privately, and me, if I stabbed you to the Punishment Hall, would you be able to get it right?"

After saying these words, he was still a little bit complacent, thinking that he had caught Meng Yang's handle.

But he didn't expect that when he said that the demons were not my race, the tone of his race deeply hurt Tu Jinger who was beside him.

Yes.

The more Han Shaoyu thought about it, the more he was right.

Meng Yang let Tu Jing'er go in private, what's the difference with him.

If these things are known by the sect, wouldn't Meng Yang be doomed!
thought here.

Han Shaoyu's eyes lit up, and he looked at Meng Yang with a little sense of control.

It can be said that all those little thoughts were put on this ugly face.

Meng Yang is really enough.

I am really annoyed by this short-sighted Han Shaoyu.

Once, twice, three times, is it true that her cultivation in the later stage of Jindan is just for show!
"Stupid."

She stretched out her right hand, with five fingers forming claws, pinched Han Shaoyu's neck in the air, and lifted him up little by little.

Jin Danqi's coercion was under her intention, and she rushed towards Han Shaoyu like a mountain pressing on an egg.

The thick and irresistible powerful force destroyed all Han Shaoyu's pride in an instant, leaving no dregs left.

He struggled to break free from Meng Yang's control, when he heard Meng Yang say, "Say what you just said again."

!!!

He was pinched by the neck and hung in the air, how could he be able to speak!

Fa Shi was so anxious that he wanted to bite Meng Yang's arm.

This big villain, why did he start to make troubles again!
None of them found out.

A coquettish purple texture spread out from the whites of Meng Yang's eyes.

She looked coldly at Han Shaoyu who was like an ant and could be easily crushed to death by her.

Killing intent is like wildfire that rises with the wind.

Crazy raging in the bottom of my heart.

Countless voices buzzed in my ears.

Crying for her to kill the person in front of her eyes.

Kill him!

Kill him!

Why let a waste be the protagonist of this world, and everyone still revolves around him.

Why should I help this mentally handicapped man through the plot at the risk of being killed.

Why can he be killed without dying, and there is still a destined opportunity waiting for him!

Why!Why!Why!
Meng Yang watched Han Shaoyu's face turn from red to purple, and then turned blue.

I feel more and more comfortable.

Just when she was about to harvest Han Shaoyu's life.

Meng Yang woke up.

Something is wrong!
what am i doing!
I don't want to kill him, I just want to teach him a lesson!

She wants to take back her spiritual power.

But her spiritual power seemed to be welded to Han Shaoyu's body, and she couldn't get it back.

day!
Time is running out!

Seeing that Han Shaoyu was out of breath, she bit the tip of her tongue hard.

Under the severe pain, the uncontrollable body regained an extremely subtle sobriety.

She took this opportunity to withdraw the aura with shaking hands, and threw Han Shaoyu out.

The dying Han Shaoyu was thrown to the ground like a broken rag.

Fresh air rushed into his nostrils.

He covered his throat with his hands, prostrated himself on the ground, breathing heavily.

It was different from the feeling of being stabbed to death by a sword last time.

This time.

Little by little, he felt the approach of death.

The willpower in my heart that is not afraid of death is easily disintegrated like an iceberg under the scorching sun.

He lay on the ground in embarrassment with red eyes, not even daring to look up at Meng Yang.

Meng Yang's expression on the side was also very bad.

She was sure something was wrong with her.

After she looked inside, the spiritual consciousness of the Lingfu was normal, and nothing happened.

How could there be nothing!
I'm done, I'm going to suffer!
Tu Jing'er and Yue Qiuran looked at Meng Yang's black face from the sidelines, and they didn't make a sound in a tacit understanding, and they didn't dare to look at Han Shaoyu.

I was afraid that if there was any disturbance, Meng Yang would go on a rampage and kill someone.

For a while, except for Han Shaoyu's violent panting, none of them spoke.

Except the law.

Fa Shi hides next to Meng Yang, jumping up and down so angry: "You don't want to live anymore, you really want to strangle him to death!"

Meng Yang was terribly annoyed by it, but couldn't tell the reason, and his face darkened again.

Tu Jinger, who thought she knew a little bit about Meng Yang, was so frightened that her eyes were full of fear.

Woohoo, so scary!
Resisting the impatience in his heart, Meng Yang glanced at the protagonist group in front of him.

Now she is not in the mood to worry about whether Tu Jinger has money, so she quickly settles these people and goes back to study herself.

"I swear to my soul that I will not tell anyone that I let you go, otherwise my soul will be destroyed."

Yue Qiuran still didn't understand the situation, but Tu Jing'er had already raised her finger neatly and began to swear.

"I, Tu Jing'er, swear by my soul that I will never disclose anything related to Meng Yang. If I break this oath, I will die!"

She bit her finger, and dotted the blood from her fingertips on the center of her eyebrows. With a wonderful rhythm, a wisp of gray smoke was drawn out from the center of her eyebrows little by little.

Tu Jinger let out a muffled snort, and endured the discomfort to guide the drawn out soul into a lotus-like imprint. With the final stroke completed, the gray smoke imprint gave off a golden brilliance, flickered a few times, and then dissipated in the air.

The soul swears.

Meng Yang nodded and looked at Yue Qiuran.

Yue Qiuran was really wronged, she just came out for a walk, why did things turn out like this.

She was slandering in her heart, but her mind was not stupid, and she could still see the form clearly. After receiving Meng Yang's signal, she immediately followed the example.

"I, Yue Qiuran, swear by my soul that I will never reveal anything related to Meng Yang. If I break this oath, I will die!"

Her cultivation base is low, and she swears that she will do great harm to her body. After a set of movements, she is so weak that she can't stand still.

Only Han Shaoyu was left.

Meng Yang walked towards him, Han Shaoyu thought Meng Yang was trying to force him to swear.

For a moment, he wanted to retort, but also felt a little disgusted with himself because of the retreat and fear in his heart.

When Meng Yang walked in front of him, this guy was still there, his face was cloudy and uncertain.

Tu Jinger hurried over, hugged Han Shaoyu's arm, looked at Meng Yang beggingly and said, "He will swear, don't worry."

Hearing what Tu Jinger said, Han Shaoyu clenched his teeth tightly on the soft flesh on the inside of his lower lip, but he didn't refute.

Just when Han Shaoyu was waiting for Meng Yang to force him to swear.

Meng Yang didn't speak.

Just staring at him like that.

Under Meng Yang's silent gaze, Han Shaoyu felt his organs began to suffocate.

The invisible death began to approach him again.

He closed his eyes and began to swear.

I, Han Shaoyu, swear by my soul.

Never disclose everything related to Meng Yang.

If you break this oath... you will die!

The golden mark disappeared in the wind.

Han Shaoyu opened his eyes.

Meng Yang's figure had disappeared.

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