After becoming the villain

Chapter 153 The lsp with the cinnabar beauty mark on his forehead
"Well, after receiving such a great opportunity from you, I still have to give you something back."

Yan Wulu said.

He absorbed the inner strength of one hand and took out a square brocade box from the ring. It was about the size of a palm. When the brocade box was opened, a light medicinal fragrance filled the whole room.

It was an elixir with a greenish-gold color all over its body, and a faint lingering light.

It was the eighth-grade elixir that was obtained from Yao Zhihong, the "Poisonous Hell King" of Yaowang Valley - [Qianyuan Qingjing Dan].

This elixir is claimed to be able to relieve all negative effects on those who take it.

Regardless of whether it is a severe poison in the body, a rejection within the body, or even a demonic curse, this elixir can be used to remove it.

But... except for the poison.

The flame poison is so special that it actually looks like poison but is not poisonous at all. It is even weirder than the curse of the demons.

It is said that Yao Zhihong once had two [Qianyuan Qingjing Pills], and he took one after he was poisoned by inflammation.

Hmm...but it didn't have any effect.

However, as an eighth-grade elixir, [Qianyuan Qingjing Dan] itself is still extremely effective.

Yan Wulu himself was a little reluctant to part with it.

But after thinking about it, if the "Nine Phoenix Spiritual Sutra" in the world can permanently help warriors to soar in strength and achieve great breakthroughs, and has almost no residual effects, if it comes to elixirs, I am afraid it can be regarded as the best. It's a ninth-grade divine elixir.

Come to think of it, I still made some money myself.

Yan Wulu took out the [Qianyuan Qingjing Dan] with one hand and fed it into Yan Nangui's mouth.

The latter was unconscious and the pill did not enter his throat. Yan Wulu was slightly startled, and then...

...picked up the celadon wine flask on the table next to him and drank heavily!
"Drink! Drink it for me!" Yan Wulu said fiercely, using a little force in his hands.

Sure enough, the effect is remarkable.

Raising his hand slightly, water poured down from the sky.

Yan Wulu watched Yan Nangui's originally pale and papery complexion gradually improve, and nodded slightly with joy.

And at this time, Zhang Chunhua's voice suddenly came from outside the door——

"Mr. Commander Yan, the prince is bathing and washing in the house. It is not convenient to see you."

Yan Wulu was startled.

The next moment, the ancient wooden paper screen door of the room was kicked open!

"Big nephew! Auntie, I miss you so much!"

A tall and handsome woman kicked in the door.

The woman wears a brocade crown and cap, an exquisite red and black flying fish suit, and a white jade beaded belt around her waist. On the other side of her waist hangs her pair of male and female double-stranded swords, which makes her look menacing.

Her complexion is elegant and fair, with a little cinnabar beauty mark on her forehead. She has delicate eyebrows and delicate lips that look like blood. She is extremely beautiful.

He is extremely tall, about seven feet tall, no shorter than an average man.

The proportions are excellent, the height is long and the legs are long. The right leg that kicked in the door is slightly raised at the moment, making it look slender, well-proportioned and beautiful.

She looked around the misty room, with an inexplicable sense of squinting in her eyes, and said directly——

"...Quickly let my aunt look what you look like now? You shouldn't have the hateful look of Yan Dong, right?"

Yan Weiyu kicked open the door.

While talking, he kept exploring where Yan Wulu, who was taking a bath, was hiding?

She herself has always been informal, and her interactions with Yan Wulu were even more unscrupulous.

Yan Weiyu originally planned to come in suddenly and make Yan Wulu, who was bathing and washing, feel blushing and embarrassed.

But who knows...

For Yan Weiyu at this moment, what caught his eyes was Yan Wulu holding up a celadon flask in the white water vapor and pouring the wine down. All the water fell into the mouth of a beautiful woman.

A colorful atmosphere full of love and desire.

Yan Weiyu froze on the spot.

From her point of view, both Yan Wulu and Yan Wulu were naked at the moment...

She was a little dumbfounded.

It seems that the person who is blushing and embarrassed has become himself.

"No... I didn't expect that my eldest nephew has grown up so much after more than ten years. It's very interesting."

Yan Weiyu's smile was a little stiff, and her words were equally stiff.

No matter how informal she was, she was stunned by the scene in front of her at this moment.

Yan Wulu's face changed rapidly, and he said urgently: "Little...little aunt...don't think wrong!"

"He's a man!"

As Yan Wulu spoke, he seemed to turn Yan Nan around, with his chest facing Yan Weiyu.

Yan Weiyu is no longer as simple as a stiff smile...

Instead, the complete smile froze!
Just like the rocks in the crater.

"I didn't...I didn't expect that my eldest nephew...now...is playing with men..."

While speaking, Yan Weiyu swallowed.

She immediately reached out to the left and right and closed the two doors she had kicked open before.

"Haha, I won't bother you."

"I'm leaving first!"

"Eldest nephew, please pay attention to your health. You are the only child of the Yan family. You cannot let your father Yan Dong know about this."

Yan Weiyu's reminder came from outside the door.

Then there was a sound of footsteps leaving quickly.

Yan Wulu froze in the big wooden bathtub, his expression stiff... He really wanted to slap Yan Nangui to death.

...Pinch the cat!
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evening.

Yan Weiyu, the head of Jinling Yan Mansion, actually completed the task of eliminating demons in Dongting Lake not long ago.

She had already replied, claiming that she would return to Jinling in the next few days.

But he didn't expect that as soon as Yan Weiyu came back, he would encounter Yan Wulu's astonishing scene...

In the hall of Yan Mansion.

After several explanations, Yan Wulu finally clarified the misunderstanding.

At this moment, Yan Weiyu had changed out of his exquisite and gorgeous red and black flying fish clothes and was wearing a more capable and comfortable martial arts uniform.

She was sitting on the main seat on the left, still so heroic and beautiful, but she no longer seemed imposing, but had an inexplicable feeling of intimacy.

After hearing what Yan Wulu said, Yan Weiyu nodded slightly.

"So this is ah."

As Yan Weiyu spoke, he stared at Yan Wulu who was sitting on the right side of the main seat. Suddenly the conversation changed and he said: "...by the way, my eldest nephew, you are getting better and better as you grow older."

As Yan Weiyu said that, he actually reached out and pinched Yan Wulu's face with his fair and beautiful right hand, and continued -

"...I remember when you were a child, you were still a fat boy. How come you have become a handsome boy now?"

When Yan Wulu heard this, he was quite speechless for a moment, and there seemed to be a black line appearing on his forehead...

Yan Wulu doesn't like to be pinched by other women, even if it's a top beauty like Yan Weiyu in front of him, he doesn't want to.

Because, under such actions, Yan Wulu felt a little weak.

But at this moment, he still allowed Yan Weiyu's hands to move without making any move to stop him.

...Because he couldn't defeat Yan Weiyu.

Yan Weiyu is an eighth-level warrior in the Great Perfection state. In Jinling City, the most powerful person on the surface, besides Cao Xi, the governor of Dongchang, is Yan Weiyu, the commander-in-chief of the Demon Suppression Department.

Next to Yan Wulu, Zhang Chunhua, who was standing on his left and right, saw this for a moment, his eyes widened secretly, and anger surged in his heart...

Originally, Zhang Chunhua was secretly happy just now because Yan Nangui had nothing to do with Yan Wulu, but at this moment... he had an inexplicable feeling of "his wife is currently guilty."

"Ahem, my aunt has probably pinched enough. Let's get down to business first." Yan Wulu pretended to cough and said seriously.

When Yan Weiyu heard this, he retracted his hand angrily.

She looked at her slender and beautiful fingers, feeling quite unfinished...

Yan Wulu directly analyzed the situation and said -

"Now, the King of Jin is assassinated at the 'Jinling Poetry Society'. This incident will definitely alarm the court. If the King of Jin continues to fan the flames and add fuel to the flames, there may be a city-wide martial law and house-to-house searches. I don't know what we should do. Can you protect this wild goose from returning to the south?"

"Ok?"

Hearing this, Yan Weiyu responded with an inexplicable tone of surprise, turned to look at Yan Wulu, and said lightly——

"...Eldest nephew, haven't you already obtained the 'Inner Power Wedding Clothes' from the Nine Phoenix Spiritual Scripture? Then, this Yan Nangui is nothing more than a useless person now. He can just kill him and leave his corpse."

"...Is it possible to keep it in your hand so that when King Jin finds out, he will punish us for assassinating the king and killing the driver?"

Yan Weiyu spoke calmly and indifferently.

Yan Nangui's life was like a piece of grass in her eyes.

Yan Wulu was speechless for a moment...

I sighed in my heart, as expected, she is indeed my father's adopted sister, and her actions are quite Yan Dong's style.

"After all, it's a bit unkind for Wu Lu to kill someone after receiving such a great favor, right?"

Yan Wulu responded.

Yan Weiyu thought for a while and chuckled, "Okay. Since you want to save my eldest nephew, let him stay in the Yan Mansion, put back into men's clothes, and just go out less often."

Yan Wulu thought it was feasible.

But he still added to Yan Weiyu -

"Look, little aunt, if we don't take the time to move Yan Nangui to a safe place that has nothing to do with the Yan Mansion, if King Jin really finds out, we can have enough time and opportunity to clear up the relationship and clean things up." Clear yourself of suspicion."

"Need not."

Yan Weiyu said calmly, "... Yan Mansion is the safest place in Jinling City."

"...With me here, who dares to covet the Yan Mansion?"

When Yan Wulu heard the words, he suddenly realized.

"As expected of my little aunt, I am sure that even if my father comes here, he will give you three points."

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Yan Weiyu laughed when she heard this. She liked to hear others praise her for being better than Yan Dong.

But most people praise her and always say that she is worthy of being Yan Dong’s adopted sister...

This made Yan Weiyu very disgusted.

"...Sure enough, he has to be the eldest nephew, the one who wins my heart the most!"

As Yan Weiyu said that, he stood up straight, crossed the long desk, and came to Yan Wulu. He pinched Yan Wulu's cheeks with both hands and kept rubbing them. He felt like an LSP smearing around...

Yan Wulu's inner anger immediately surged up!
You Yan Weiyu, I call you little aunt, but you dare to push yourself even further!
Yan Wulu said directly and aggressively——

"Little aunt! If you pinch my face again, I will..."

Yan Wulu said, but the [Tianling Root] in his body suddenly sensed Yan Weiyu's unfathomable internal strength, and his own aura suddenly weakened by eight points, "...I, I also want to squeeze It’s yours!”

"Ok?"

When Yan Weiyu heard this, he still refused to let go. Instead, he moved closer and said, "Okay, you can squeeze it."

Yan Wulu was in a dilemma for a while...

And at this moment, Zhang Chunhua, who had been by Yan Wulu's side, finally opened his mouth to come to Yan Wulu's rescue——

"Mr. General Yan, the prince has just accepted the internal power inheritance of the "Nine Phoenix Spiritual Sutra" and has already begun to condense his inner elixirs and achieve breakthroughs. I hope you will not delay the best opportunity for the prince's breakthrough."

Zhang Chunhua spoke politely, neither humble nor overbearing.

Her current status is really special... From being a maid and a secret guard, she has suddenly become a first-level master at the level of the crown prince's concubine.

But it is definitely not as noble as Yan Weiyu's status. Calling him "Sir" is extremely humble and appropriate.

Yan Weiyu didn't care about Zhang Chunhua's inner and outer meaning of telling him to stay away from Yan Wulu...

She looked at Yan Wulu and her consciousness moved slightly, "We are indeed about to break through."

Yan Weiyu said, and now he let go of his "mopping" hands, "Okay, then let me, my little aunt, help my eldest nephew absorb and guide this internal force. Maybe you can get twice the result with half the effort and break through to the fifth level warrior in one fell swoop. Woolen cloth."

"what?"

Yan Wulu knew that the breakthrough from the third-level warrior to the fourth-level warrior was extraordinary, not to mention that there was an internal force from others in his body.

Although the "Nine Phoenix Spiritual Sutra" is extremely special, it is not his own after all.

At this time, if there are other strong people on the side to guide you with your inner strength, you will naturally get twice the result with half the effort.

But when he thought of Yan Weiyu's personality and his unscrupulous attitude towards him, Yan Wulu was slightly uncomfortable, "... Wulu thanked my aunt for her kindness, but Chunhua can just help me with this kind of trivial matter."

"Chunhua, I'm just a sixth-level warrior. How can I know more than my little aunt?"

As Yan Weiyu spoke, he seemed to secretly wipe his hands and sip his saliva.

She waved for Zhang Chunhua to leave, walked around behind Yan Wulu, and continued to rub her hands with a smile as she approached -

"Eldest nephew, don't worry and leave it to me! Hehehehe..."

Yan Wulu vaguely remembered that when he first met Jiang Yueling in the wedding room, he had rubbed his hands and approached...

Zhang Chunhua hesitated to speak.

Finally, he looked at Yan Wulu and listened to the other party's opinion.

The latter also gave up the struggle and signaled Zhang Chunhua to retreat temporarily.

Zhang Chunhua slightly arched his hands and left the room.

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In the inner room of the hall.

Behind the curtain, the majestic internal force formed an existence aura that was as real as substance.

In this inner energy field, Yan Wulu and Yan Weiyu sat opposite each other, with their palms facing each other.

In Yan Wulu's body, the mellow internal force from the "Nine Phoenix Spiritual Sutra", under the guidance of Yan Weiyu's cooperation, continuously washed away Yan Wulu's eight extraordinary meridians, and finally gathered in the dantian cyclone.

The blue and light golden internal force cyclone gradually changed, and some solid particles appeared vaguely.

Yan Wulu had sweat breaking out on his forehead.

At this moment, the initial stage has been passed. Before, Yan Wulu still had the leisure to let Yan Weiyu guide his inner strength to be gentle and slow.

But now, at the critical moment, he had put all his energy and consciousness on condensing the inner elixir, and no longer had any extra energy or mood to talk to Yan Weiyu.

Yan Weiyu suddenly opened her eyes. She also changed from her previous squinty and immoral look.

She carefully studied Yan Wulu's face and felt that there should be no problem.

"It's still a little bit hot."

Yan Weiyu murmured to himself, "...then, little aunt, let me help you again."

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(End of this chapter)