Bad People Started as an Undercover Xuanming Sect

Chapter 11 Chapter 11
In the wing.

Zhang Yuanqing and Yinggou sat with their palms facing each other, their fingers interlocked.

Scarlet domineering true energy lingered all over Yinggou's body, his face showed pain, and there was already a war between heaven and man in his heart.

Because of her practice of martial arts, the more she kills, the higher her skill is, and the hidden ferocious aura keeps eroding her mind, as if it wants to completely turn her into a weapon made only for killing.

Zhang Yuanqing originally wanted to resolve it with the supreme Taoist mentality of Shenzhao Gong, but the true energy in Yinggou's body was very exclusive, which caused her to fall short when she tried to practice Shenzhao Gong several times.

It was almost impossible to suppress the killing intent that gushed out of his heart, and he was close to madness.

He had no choice but to take Yinggou and the others to look for Zhang Yuanqing. Only the most refined, pure and supreme Taoist mentality in him could neutralize the infinite murderous aura in Yinggou's body.

The two worked their minds, using their arms as Qiao Liang.

Yinggou sent the true energy in Zhang Yuanqing's body to Zhang Yuanqing's body, and then used his internal force to dissolve it and then transported it back into the body.

Going back and forth like this is extremely exhausting.

But the effect is very significant.

But today is different, Yinggou is drunk like a naughty child, she can't help but want to stick to Zhang Yuanqing's body.

Yinggou opened her eyes in a daze, her peach-red pupils were somewhat hazy, and there was an obsessive smile on her face.

Twisting her body, she said coquettishly, "What are you doing with me, let go, I want to hug~"

Zhang Yuanqing was startled, almost lost his temper, and looked at Yinggou like a ghost: "Why did your accent change?"

Seeing that she couldn't get rid of Zhang Yuanqing's hand, Yinggou yelled anxiously, kicked Zhang Yuanqing's face with a pair of slender and well-proportioned legs.

There was a burst of pleasant laughter with silver bells.

"Giggle, kick you."

Zhang Yuanqing's face turned fierce, and he said fiercely: "Don't make trouble."

Unexpectedly, Yinggou looked like a child with tears in her eyes, pouted angrily, and looked at him like a squirrel stuffed with nuts.

Feeling aggrieved, his cheeks suddenly blushed and he approached Zhang Yuanqing's chest and whispered, "I want to pee."

Zhang Yuanqing was stunned as if struck by lightning.

"What the hell are you talking about!"

He is in a hurry, he is in a hurry.

A blast of cold air rushed straight from the soles of his feet to the Tianling Gai.

He was suddenly a little afraid of tomorrow's arrival.

Yinggou woke up the next day, she won't kill me if she finds out...

Unexpectedly, Yinggou suddenly laughed out of tears, made a grimace, and lifted a white and jade-like foot to kick Zhang Yuanqing's face.

A jade pearl like the tip of a tender bamboo shoot pierced Zhang Yuanqing's nostril, forcing his head back.

"Slightly slightly slightly, let you bully me, kick you and kick you."

Such a beautiful day, some people are playing around.

And some people are already thinking about how to pose tomorrow to be more decent.

The joys and sorrows of people are really not the same.

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The next day.

The general came to Zhang Yuanqing.

Zhang Yuanqing suddenly asked: "By the way, why did you come to Luoyang? Zhu Wen is so relieved to let you go?"

The general was arranging flowers and plants in the yard, and a voluptuous figure turned his back to him, revealing white and tender skin, and a red tattoo around his soft waist, which seemed to be some kind of ancient script.

"Zhu Wen can't control us. Anyway, my research has been completed, and he has no use value for me. If you want to leave, you can leave."

"You are the only one who can say such cruel and ruthless words." Zhang Yuanqing laughed in surprise, saying that Zhu Wen has been taken advantage of.

"Tch, I'm too lazy to argue with you."

With his slender hand, Jiang Chen lifted up the hair hanging from his ear, and rolled his eyes at him.

"By the way, I have also created an internal skill after you have been away these few days. I originally wanted to call it "I hate you so much, I want to kill you" or "Is there anyone who loves me again", but that kid Zhu Yougui It didn’t sound good to me, so I changed the name to “Nine Nether Xuantian Divine Art.”

The general stood up straight, and took out two secret books from his arms like a magic trick.

Zhang Yuanqing took it from the hand of the general, and he could still feel the warmth of the fragrance from the paper.

There are big crooked characters "Jiuyou Xuantian Divine Art" written on it.

The first volume is Jiuyou, and the second volume is Xuantian.

At first glance, it is the word of the general.

"But although this internal skill is powerful, it still has flaws. I'll reward you with palm palm eyes."

Zhang Yuanqing suddenly remembered something, and asked, "By the way, do you still keep my divine photo skills?"

The general's expression changed suddenly, and he jumped a few steps while clutching his chest, "What do you want, it's mine."

The general immediately poked Zhang Yuanqing's chest aggressively, and said very forcefully: "Let me tell you, it's staying with me very well now, and it doesn't want to go back with you."

"I haven't researched it thoroughly yet. When I do, I will return it to you."

The general turned his head, hugged his chest, pursed his mouth and muttered in a low voice.

Zhang Yuanqing laughed lightly and waved his hands: "Forget it, if you like it, I'll give it to you."

"Tch, who cares, I will give it to you now if you want it."

Having said that, the general didn't have the slightest intention of paying it back.

"Don't, don't, it's yours, so I'll give it to you."

"Humph~"

...

At this time, Zhang Yuanqing was in the room.

A graceful carcass was lying on the bed without any image, and the quilt was kicked off in a dishonest way, revealing a large area of ​​white spring light.

Yinggou frowned and woke up, feeling a splitting headache.

She got up and looked at herself with only her little clothes off her body, her brain froze for a moment.

"Eh, what's the matter?"

Suddenly, the things after drinking too much last night flooded out of my mind like a tide.

In my memory, the self who clung to Zhang Yuanqing like an octopus.

The self who kept saying "kiss and hug" like a child...

The self who kicked his foot on someone's face, didn't know how happy he was, and kept laughing...

A blush instantly appeared on Yinggou's face.

"This is the amount?"

Yinggou suddenly shook her head, her expression becoming more determined.

"Impossible, that's not uh, uh...it's not uh anyway."

After thinking about it, Yinggou gradually became angry from embarrassment, put on her clothes angrily, and kicked the door of the room.

"Zhang! Yuan! Qing!"

"You come out, I'm going to kill you!"

In the other courtyard, Zhang Yuanqing, who was studying "Nine Nether Xuantian Divine Skills", suddenly felt a chill behind his back. Turning his head, Yinggou Qiao blushed and stared at him with murderous intent, and his hair suddenly turned cold.

"Good morning."

Yinggou's face was livid, and a pair of tender white feet in the embroidered shoes were digging at the ground, feeling extremely restless.

"What did you do to me last night?"

Zhang Yuanqing was taken aback, and blurted out: "Didn't you molested me last night?"

As soon as these words came out, Zhang Yuanqing said inwardly that it was broken.

Confused!
Yinggou really became angry from embarrassment, and an uncontrollable scarlet anger appeared on her body.

"I'll kill you!"

Zhang Yuanqing hurriedly said: "It's impossible, don't you remember who rescued you from the brink of madness?"

"Have you forgotten that I spend my true energy every night to defuse your killing intent?"

"Did you forget that I treat you well on weekdays?"

"No matter, you are so kind to me, I will kill you too."

As Yinggou said, she rushed towards Zhang Yuanqing.

"Don't slap your face!"

"what--"

(End of this chapter)