As a yellow-haired villain, I really don't want to be chased by the heroine

"The antidote is gone, Qing Gui, I've... made up my mind."

The girl's voice was getting lower and lower, trembling like the wind, she asked: "Jiang Ye...should be quite pretty, isn't it?"

"Miss Jiang is very beautiful. I haven't seen many in my life."

Luo Qingchuan nodded honestly, and helped her pull down her clothes, covering her bodice that was more elegant than the night, and her skin that was whiter than the moonlight.

Jiang Ye endured her shame, and her face still seemed expressionless. This bad habit that she had developed since she was a child helped her a lot, and kept her from being overwhelmed.

"That's good..." Jiang Ye raised his pretty face that I saw pitifully, her hair was messed up like a shadow, and said softly, "After tonight, I will forget about it, and no one will say anything about it."

"Huh?" Luo Qingchuan laughed and shook her head, "It's not necessary."

Jiang Ye was stunned, lowered his eyes slightly, and asked, "Do you want more? Qing...Luo Qingchuan, when Jiang Ye completes his obsession, if he doesn't die there and comes back alive, how about paying you back... ..."

The more Luo Qingchuan heard it, the more she frowned: "Miss Jiang, do you like me?"

"No, it's not..." Jiang Ye panicked even more, and quickly said, "I have been hit by the art of carnival. If I can't practice dual cultivation, my spiritual energy will go backwards and my realm will fall. So, if it's Mr. Qinggui... Jiang Ye doesn't Hate."

"The realm has fallen? The aura is retrograde? Who said that?"

Luo Qingchuan narrowed her eyes, she almost had the answer, she turned her head to look at Murong Ling, who pretended to look at the scenery.

"is her?"

Jiang Ye nodded obediently.

Luo Qingchuan let go of Jiang Ye's hand, and said softly, "Okay, don't take it off, remember? Listen to me."

"Hmm..." Jiang Ye's expression was unclear.

Luo Qingchuan inhaled quietly, smiled softly, and said in a clear and soft voice, "The art of joy is just to arouse people's lust for a short time, confuse the mind, and affect the battle to a certain extent. It's not that mysterious, what a fall, it's too ridiculous !"

"Eh?"

"If it's really that powerful, if you use it casually, it will cause endless troubles. Aren't people from the Hehuan Sect invincible? Why is he running away?"

Luo Qingchuan took a few steps back, opened her arms, and said to Jiang Ye: "It's been a while, besides restlessness, does Miss Jiang Ye have other discomforts?"

Jiang Yesu held her heart in her hand, closed her straight and thick eyelashes, and felt her own situation.

After a while, Jiang Ye said hesitantly, "Except for my hot body, there is no other abnormality."

"Steady your mind, you'll be fine when you calm down, it's like a little cold."

Jiang Ye clenched her hands tightly, her breathing became faster and faster, and she rushed to Murong Ling.

The girl gritted her silver teeth lightly, with tears in her eyes, and said in a weak voice, "Why did you lie to me!"

The corner of Murong Ling's eyes twitched, and she turned her face away in shame and helplessness.

"Jiang Ye is the most afraid, the most afraid of falling in the realm..." Jiang Ye's voice choked up, and clear tears rolled down his usually indifferent face, recalling the scene of almost taking off his shirt in front of Luo Qingchuan, he felt sad and sad.

Fortunately, fortunately, it is Mr. Qing Gui, no matter what happens in the end, Jiang Ye can accept it... But what she cannot accept is Murong Ling's lies,

Once falling, it means that all efforts will be in vain, obsessions and relatives will become farther and farther away, and delusions will be shattered like bubbles. Jiang Ye hates this kind of fear.

Luo Qingchuan patted her on the shoulder.

"I lied to you to delay the time and wait for other stars to rescue me. Let's go. Let's take her car."

Jiang Ye wiped away her tears alone, and nodded to Luo Qingchuan, but her eyes were averted, she felt ashamed and grateful, and didn't know what to say.

Pulled by Luo Qingchuan's spiritual energy, Xiansuo tied Murong Ling to levitate.

After a while, the three of them returned to the road. Luo Qingchuan opened the trunk, after some thought, he still stuffed Murong Ling into the back seat.

"Where are you taking me?" Murong Ling asked in fear.

"Silence."

Luo Qingchuan sat down in the driver's seat, and looked at Jiang Ye who sat in the driver's seat. The girl put on the gray coat again, covering her graceful and delicate body.

She looked gloomy, put her hands in her pockets, and closed the clothes around her waist, as if she was hugging herself, silent.

"Miss Jiang."

"Eh?" Jiang Ye lowered his head forcefully, and asked in a whisper, "What's the matter?"

"Put on your seat belt."

"..." Jiang Ye stretched out his hand again, and after buckling up the seat belt, he involuntarily pursed his lips and drew a faint smile, "Thank you."

Fortunately, it was him. Fortunately, Jiang Ye calmed down a little.

Luo Qingchuan looked ahead, and the car started.

"We are partners, but this time we won't go back to the city first."

Jiang Ye asked curiously, "Then where are we going?"

"Go for a stroll outside and wait for her to come over."

Jiang Ye nodded, "Okay."

Murong Ling suddenly begged: "Let me go! I promise to keep the matter of you two secret! Let's just say that Luo Hong is being targeted by the enemy!"

Luo Qingchuan said: "You are already a prisoner, you must be conscious, Sister Murong."

After being silent for a while, Murong Ling sneered, and said, "Miss Jiang, knowing why you are beautiful and taking the initiative to invite you, brother Luo is still unmoved?"

Jiang Ye didn't respond, she already had the answer, of course Qing Gui was gentle and kind, with a pure heart, and he was a very good person.

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0101 Too Late ([-] in [-])

The road is not spacious, and it is no longer in a straight line, like a long gray snake, crawling meanderingly.

Under the night, a car is driving alone on the road, and the road is surrounded by dead and silent wilderness.

At the end of the car route is the city lights shrouded in the distant sky.

Jiang Ye couldn't see the lights.

The short-haired girl was sitting in the co-pilot, her eyes pierced through the glass, only the endless night could be seen.

The car was wandering aimlessly in the long night, Jiang Ye turned his head and glanced at the young man with soft features and calm eyes, feeling warm in his heart.

Sure enough...he is the person who is suitable to be with each other...

Like his father and mother, the corners of Jiang Ye's lips curled up slightly.

She was a little happy.

Happy, how long has it been since you were happy?

Murong Ling lay sideways on the back seat and said, "Miss Jiang, do you want me to tell you the answer?"

"No need." Jiang Ye said softly.

Luo Qingchuan wanted to laugh.

Jiang Ye's personality was indifferent, and Luo Qingchuan didn't think that anything could or should happen between him and her. In short...Jiang Ye quickly suppressed the influence of the technique of carousing, and his return to normal is the proof.

Rather, Luo Qingchuan hoped that Murong Ling would speak out quickly, so that he would be less stressed.

After all, Luo Qingchuan always felt a sense of guilt when getting along with beautiful girls, and even being intimate several times.

It was for Su Yingxue.

Before Chen Yanyu explained clearly to Su Yingxue, she kissed me, Xiaoxue, and my Xiaoxue with the beautiful young miss, it was all Lu Chuning's task... Luo Qingchuan found an explanation for herself.

Seeing the two people's indifferent appearance, Murong Ling in the back seat was a little discouraged.

She opened her eyes, and after a few thoughts, she simply lay down more thoroughly.

But at this moment, Murong Ling, who was lying down, saw the hanging rearview mirror,

Through the rearview mirror, Murong Ling was able to catch a glimpse of Jiang Ye's expression.

Murong Ling's pupils shrank.

how is this possible……

Murong Ling and Jiang Ye had been together before, it was a long night without light and moon,

Jiang Ye stood in a suit and leather shoes, with a tall and delicate body standing in the street where the evening wind blows,

In the empty long street, a demon cultivator fled dexterously, with its feet sticking to the glass of the high-rise building, it crawled towards the roof.

The girl with an elegant temperament slowly raised her lowered eyes. She twisted her slender wrist, and the blade spread out from her side like a pair of wings.

Deep red and elegant white.

Jiang Ye's body swayed slightly, and she flew up like the wind in the blink of an eye. Her feet stepped lightly on the glass of the tall building. Jiang Ye's footsteps were as fast as lightning, but her knife was faster than lightning, so fast that Yaoxiu's body was cut into three pieces.

When Jiang Ye landed, his body wasn't stained with blood, and the two knives were as clean as ever. They didn't look like life-killing weapons, but like artworks in a showcase, like special accessories for catwalk female models.

She raised her head and looked at Murong Ling. When Murong Ling saw her charming face like a witch, she didn't feel cold, but felt that she saw a painting.

A painting without soul, a painting without color,

It makes people feel that although it is amazing, it feels a little regretful after it is amazing.

That face is really beautiful.

Murong Ling suddenly thought again at that time,

If Miss Jiang Ye also had a smile...it must not be as elegant and elegant as the one I saw before, right?

Yes, she is at her limit right now, Jiang Ye can't be more beautiful.

The screens overlap.

Murong Ling saw Jiang Ye's smile.

In the mirror, the girl's cherry red and soft lips curled up in an imperceptible arc, and her dark eyes were so beautiful that they shone like blue roses.

There is no beauty in the world, and it is unique for thousands of years.

Murong Ling's face turned pale a little bit, and she suddenly realized that Jiang Ye could really be more beautiful, and she was so naive to treat her differently, so that she didn't feel jealous or envious, her regret was made up for, and she just wanted to admire it.

The emotions became more and more complicated. In the carriage, Murong Ling sighed with regret.

Shouldn't be.

Murong Ling thought of Chen Yanyu again. Although she had never seen the real person, she took a group photo from the bar in the information. That godlike girl with snow-haired shawl, shy smile, was astonishingly beautiful.

... Could it be that the world harbors inexplicable malice towards beautiful girls?

Why let them fall in love with someone?

Really good fortune.

Murong Ling read softly: "Miss Jiang, don't think about it anymore, Luo Qingchuan has a girlfriend."

The night was still quiet.

"Varied……"

When Luo Qingchuan heard Jiang Ye's voice, he ducked his head, and happened to meet Jiang Ye's startled pupils, and the moment he and her couldn't even look at each other, Jiang Ye quickly turned his head.

The girl pursed her red lips slightly, and her hands in the pockets of her coat seemed to hug herself again.

"The green ghost has a girlfriend,"

"Oh." The girl muttered to herself, "What does it have to do with Jiang Ye?"

Luo Qingchuan chuckled: "Look, Sister Murongling, I told you that Miss Jiang never thought of being with me at all, I'm not that attractive."

"Hmm..." Jiang Ye said.

Murong Ling laughed, "Miss Jiang, really don't want to?"

Jiang Ye said lightly, "I don't want to."

The car seat is too narrow and cramped, and her slender legs are not comfortable.

The girl lowered her head, then raised her face again. She looked in the rearview mirror absently, and saw a pair of women's eyes.

Compassion, sympathy, helplessness.

the night is gone,

The icy sun shines,

The roof of the car becomes a high and wide ceiling, and the surroundings become a warm and bright home,