Quickly wear it: The weak female supporting role defeats the male and female protagonists again

"Is that so? Bring her to see me." Qian Xueyu had no expression on her face, as if what she heard was just trivial matters.

The younger one nodded and retreated respectfully.

After a while, Bai Qinghong was brought up by the two men.

To be precise, it was dragged up.

Bai Qinghong lost consciousness and was taken to the hall by the two men. The clothes he was wearing were still in tatters.

Qian Xueyu raised her eyes, Xiao Yi and Xiao Er understood, turned around and stood outside the door, not allowing anyone to come in and disturb them.

Bai Qinghong was lying on the ground, curled up, his face was frighteningly pale, and if his chest hadn't been rising slightly, he might have been mistaken for a corpse.

Qian Xueyu squatted down and raised his hand to inject a burst of spiritual power into Bai Qinghong's body.

Bai Qinghong woke up quickly. Seeing the person so close, he was so frightened that he instinctively shrank back. It also involved the wound on his lower abdomen, which made tears well up in his eyes and his eyelids turned red.

Qian Xueyu was very satisfied with her actions: "Are you afraid of me?"

Bai Qinghong shrank and looked at him pitifully, his eyes full of helplessness and fear.

Qian Xueyu raised his hand to clasp her chin, his eyes falling on her small face.

Even when she was in such a state of desolation, her appearance still had an astonishing beauty that made people feel infinite love in their hearts and wanted to crush the slender and fragile person into his arms, so that she could completely merge with him. One body.

This kind of affection is laced with fierce paranoia and domination, and even a hint of emotion is enough to make people frightened.

Bai Qinghong resisted and tried to shrink back: "I know I was wrong. Please let me go. I will never appear in front of you again."

Qian Xueyu smiled: "It seems that I still don't know what's wrong."

He took out a set of magic weapons from his sleeves.

This magic weapon is made of five thin silver rings, each of which is decorated with a small bell. When you shake it gently, the bell will make a tinny sound.

Qian Xueyu put the largest silver ring on her neck, and the other four on her two wrists and ankles in turn.

This thin ring was obviously much larger than her wrists and ankles, but it couldn't fall off.

Bai Qinghong looked at the things on his hands and feet uneasily, with a trace of doubt in his beautiful eyes, "What is this?"

Qian Xueyu rubbed her head: "It's the Soul Locking Bell. With it, you can no longer betray me."

Bai Qinghong's pupils suddenly shrank and he looked at Qian Xueyu: "You..."

The soul-locking bell locks not only the human body, but also the soul in the body.

Qian Xueyu holds the key to the Soul Locking Bell. As long as he wants, she can be manipulated and turned into anything he wants.

In other words, Bai Qinghong who wears the soul-locking bell is nothing more than his puppet plaything. Even if he dies, his soul cannot escape.

The mark on her soul will make her become his puppet forever and ever, until her soul is gone and her soul is destroyed.

Qian Xueyu curled her lips: "Now, you are just a little spiritual pet that I keep by my side. You have to be obedient, you know?"

"I understand, Master." She responded uncontrollably to Qian Xueyu. As soon as she finished speaking, her face became a little whiter and her lips became a lot lighter.

Qian Xueyu stared at her face for a while, frowned slightly, clasped her chin, kissed her irresistibly, and her aggressive breath instantly enveloped her.

Bai Qinghong frowned helplessly, subconsciously trying to resist, but the tearing pain came from deep in her soul, causing her to groan and tears ooze from her eyes.

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, Lord God, you are indeed in a state of perfect blackening value!
Qian Xueyu pulled away and lowered his eyes to see her lips were dyed bright red. Then he was a little satisfied. As if he didn't see her painful expression, he said indifferently: "A spiritual pet must behave like a spiritual pet, and resisting its master requires a lot of effort. Those who are being punished, do you understand?”

Bai Qinghong gritted his teeth and shrank his body in an attempt to alleviate the pain overflowing from the depths of his soul. "Huh? Talk." His deep voice was filled with a trace of displeasure.

The pain deep in her soul was even worse. She instinctively asked for help and clutched his fingers in panic: "Remember...Master..."

Qian Xueyu then smiled with satisfaction: "Good boy."

The pain in her body slowly subsided.

Qian Xueyu leaned closer again, his big palm close to her belly.

The warm touch made Bai Qinghong stiffen all over, and he was so scared that he cried. He hugged his hand with grievance and fear: "Master, Qinghong is obedient... don't punish..."

A low hum of laughter vibrated from his chest. Bai Qinghong's nose turned red from crying and she looked up at him in confusion.

Qian Xueyu kissed the tip of her nose: "This is a reward for your perfect body. It's good that you don't let those bastards touch you."

Bai Qinghong nodded in understanding and looked at him tentatively: "Only the master can touch it?"

The look in Qian Xueyu's eyes turned cold instantly, "Don't try to figure out the master's mind."

The pain came back again.

A look of pain appeared on Bai Qinghong's face: "I know I was wrong, Master..."

After she settled down, Qian Xueyu began to input spiritual power into her.

Bai Qinghong secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and then realized that the reward he was talking about, and putting his palm on her belly, was treating her open wound on the pill.

The Lord God with perfect blackening value is simply a paradise for dodder flowers!
Please don’t be stingy, Master, and forcefully love Xiao Qinghong to your heart’s content~
hmm~
System: [I count to three. 】

Bai Qinghong regretfully stopped his fantasy: [The control is so lenient. 】

System: [What is the difference between moaning on a public screen and shitting in the street? 】

Bai Qinghong confidently said: [Yes~ I am doing it to benefit the public! 】

She thinks that her voice can defeat [-]% of the dodder flowers in the universe and ascend to the throne of dodder flowers, the king of dodder flowers!

System: [Dead pervert! 】

Sometimes a person who leads a pervert through a mission is still... quite helpless.

Bai Qinghong's external injuries were healed by him, but the wounds in his dantian still needed some time to heal.

After all, taking the elixir is a major event that would destroy the world, whether it is for a monk or a spiritual beast. It is tantamount to pulling out a person's bones and muscles.

This kind of injury is difficult to completely heal within a short period of time.

Bai Qinghong felt the warmth in his belly, and the wounds on the outside were slowly healing. He couldn't help but squint his eyes comfortably, and fell asleep holding his arm.

Qian Xueyu noticed the weight on her arm and lowered her eyes. Her dark eyes were full of indifference and alienation. Her eyes fell on her sleeping face, but she did not move away for a long time.

When Bai Qinghong woke up again, it was already the second day.

She rubbed her eyes, and the softness underneath her body made her stretch. Then it pulled at the wound in her body, causing her face to turn pale in pain, and she groaned.

"Xiao Bai, are you awake?" The young disciple's voice sounded outside the door.

Bai Qinghong responded: "Wake up!"