I Accidentally Picked Up the Villain By Mistake After Wearing the Book

    Ning Yueyue shook her head, opened Rong Xiao's palm, and gently wrote a few words on the palm of her hand with her fingers.

    When she finished writing, Rong Xiao's expression froze, and a hint of disapproval flashed in his black eyes. He lowered his eyes and watched Ning Yueyue look up at him with a smile on her head, but he couldn't say anything to blame. He patted Ning Yueyue's head and said softly, "What a silly girl."

    The warm embrace of the two did not last long, and a flute sounded outside the hall.

    Rong Xiao looked towards the hollowed-out window lattice, and said softly: "It's a leisurely court to find each other."

    Rong Xiao now bears the identity of Jiuque, knowing that Xianting is Jiuque's close subordinate, if nothing happens, he will not look for Jiuque.

    Rong Xiao let go of Ning Yueyue, looked at her with deep eyes, and warned, "Yueyue, then I'll go out first. Remember what I said."

    Ning Yueyue pulled Rong Xiao's cuff reluctantly, looked at his handsome face, couldn't help standing on tiptoe, smiled and quickly pecked on his lips.

    Ning Yueyue watched her walk away, quickly ran over to the table with her skirt, took a pen and quickly wrote a few words, and then stuffed it into her cuffs.

    Maybe she will soon lose her consciousness and become a Brahma in a fantasy.

    But in any case, when she remembers, she must give herself a hint.

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    Nine Que played again.

    This time, it's to fight the Demon Realm.

    The day before leaving, Jiuque stood not far from the Longevity Palace.

    I saw a delicate figure squatting beside the red wall outside the Longevity Palace, busy and busy.

     Jiu Que remembered that when she went to Nantian Temple a few days ago, she wore this fairy dress. But what happened after he went to Nantian Temple that day, he was a little fuzzy in his mind, and he couldn't remember how.

    Nine Que thought that she must have drank a lot of mellow immortal wine in Nantian Palace that day, and she was drunk and confused.

    It's not that similar experiences haven't happened in the past, so he didn't take it seriously.

    At this moment, Jiu Que looked at Fan Yin lightly, she was using that little spiritual power to drive the demonic energy on Lingshuo Fruit.

     Jiuque thought to herself, if Fan Yin knew that a lot of hard work had become empty, I don’t know what it would look like.

    Lingshuo fruit grows in the realm of the fairy world and the demon world, and it is the food of the fairy world. However, due to a war, all the Lingshuo fruits growing on the edge of the fairyland were burned. Later, in the six realms, only the demon realm had this spiritual fruit, but because he was born in the demon realm, he was also contaminated with a lot of demon energy.

    Nine Que has always hated and hated demons. That day, she received a letter from Fan Yin saying that she wanted Lingshuo Fruit. The first thought in my mind was not sneering and disdain. Instead, according to what she said, she went to find a Lingshuo fruit for her.

    After finding him, he was surprised, why he would listen to a woman.

    On the way back, I thought about the Lingshuo fruit in my cuff, and wanted to throw it away more than once, but I thought in my heart, what if I found it for her, it was impossible to plant a spirit fruit.

    Nine Que is in a daze.

    "General?" Fan Yin did not know when he saw Jiuque, and his beautiful eyes flashed with crystal light, walking towards him.

     Jiu Que frowned as she looked at the seal between her neck, only she could see it.

     Jiu Que looked at the beautiful person in front of her, responded lightly, and said, "I want to go to the Demon Realm, and you will be with Qianqi in the Shuanghua Palace."

    Fan Yin nodded and seemed to look at him with some reluctance, but he still smiled and said softly: "The general will return victorious as soon as possible."

    "Take back the consciousness." Jiuque's expression was cold and indifferent, "It's not a child's play to release the consciousness. If you have anything to say, just write it to me."

    Fan Yin nodded.

    Actually, she wanted to say that she only spared the divine sense for Jiuque and Qianqiwai.

    She is not afraid of danger, and for some reason, she has a deep dependence on Jiuque.

    The first time she saw Jiuque, she was sure that Jiuque would definitely protect her.

    As soon as Jiu Que finished speaking, his body turned into a streamer and rushed into the sky, then disappeared into a spot of light.

    There is no difference between day and day in the fairyland, because the people of the fairyland have a long life, and years and hundreds of years are just a flick of a finger for them.

    But after Jiuque left, Fan Yin was counting the days day by day.

    And as time went by, she planted that Lingshuo fruit, and it actually bloomed.

    So she found this reason and excitedly told Qianqi that she wanted to write to Jiuque.

     Jiuque is on the edge of the battlefield, open the spirit beast mantra in her spare time, and you will receive a letter from Fan Yin.

    The first letter from Fan Yin was to say hello to Jiu Que, telling him that the Lingshuo fruit had bloomed. Later, Fan Yin began to beg Jiu Que to bring her some flowers, grass, and some fruits. Later, more and more letters were torn apart.

    At the end of the dismantling, Jiu Que found that he seemed to have developed a habit that he had never had before.

    After he fought a battle with Demon Realm, he would read Fan Yin's letter every time he was repairing the immortal soldiers.

    After reading it, he took up the sword and went to the battlefield to fight.

    Finally, one day, Jiuque went down to the battlefield one day. After reading Fan Yin's letter, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. Jiu Que suddenly reacted to being teased casually by Xian Ting who happened to pass by.

    He seems to have a different feeling for Fan Yin.

    It's an unprecedented feeling.

    This makes Jiuque feel strange and dangerous.

    On that day, Jiu Que thought about it for a long time and couldn't understand the thought, so he no longer read Fan Yin's letter and no longer responded to her.

    It was like this for a long time.

    This century-long turmoil in the Demon Realm finally ended with the defeat of the Demon Sovereign in the sky and the retreat of the Demon Soldiers into the Demon Realm.

    In order not to shake the spirit of the army, Jiu Que has been patient. After the demon soldiers retreated, when Jiu Que was supported by Xianting back to the Shuanghua Palace, her face was a little pale. And just before the palace gate, he saw Fan Yin who was looking forward to it.

    She was wearing a lavender quicksand fairy dress, and the shimmer of the night pearl outside the palace lined her little face as clear as jade.

    Fan Yin seemed to stand for a long time, and when he saw him coming back, his eyes lit up, and he ran to Jiuque with the hem of his skirt.

    "Little dumb?" Jiu Que frowned at her, a little surprised, "Why are you here?"

    In a twinkling of an eye, she saw Qianqi following her. It was expected that this nosy beast had leaked and told Fan Yin about his injury. After all, Qianqi was his spirit beast, master and spirit Beasts can sense each other's situation.

    Fan Yin's expression was hurried, a pair of water eyes filled with crystal light, looking at Jiuque, and said with divine sense, "I will heal, let me heal your wounds."

     Jiuque nodded towards the silent court.

    Xianting handed over the Nine Que to Fan Yin, "Trouble the little Diji to take care of the master."

    The Jiuque was seriously injured, and Xianting had to go to the Heavenly Palace to ask for a doctor.

    When leisurely going to the Heavenly Palace, I looked at the thousands of strange beasts beside me, and said solemnly: "You go to guard outside the palace, if anyone from the Heavenly Palace comes, they will all block outside the palace."

    Qianqi roared and left.

    Fan Yin and Jiuque entered the bedroom, and she supported Jiuque to lie on the cloud bed. Jiuque's face was pale, the white armor was stabbed by a sharp weapon, and a **** hole in the chest appeared in front of him, and it seemed that the injury was extremely serious.

    Fan Yin stretched out his jade-white hand and hurriedly undid the armor of Jiuque. As soon as his fingers touched the cold armor, they were tightly grasped by Jiuque's hand. He was lying on his back on the white and flawless cloud bed, his long jet-black hair poured down and fell on his shoulders. At this moment, his face was slightly pale, but there was a touch of blood red between his lips, looking a kind of breathtaking handsome.

     Jiuque's eyes were deep, looking at Fan Yin with a smile in her eyes, but the smile never reached the bottom of her eyes, "Why, when you see me hurt, you want to belittle me?"

    Fan Yin shook his head, at this moment he hated himself for not being able to speak, and he couldn't even explain in time.

    Fan Yin replied with his divine sense: "General, your injury is very serious, you can't delay."

    She stretched out her hand and broke free from Jiuque's confinement, still stubbornly shaking her hands to unlock Jiuque's armor.

      Is everyone like this?"

    Xu Shi Jiuque's voice was too cold, and when he was angry, he was extremely oppressive, and Fan Yin couldn't bear the wrath of this thunder. With tears in her eyes, she looked at Jiuque softly, biting her lip desperately.

    Only then did Jiu Que realize that the pressure on her body had hurt her, and there was a trace of inexplicable regret in her heart. Jiu Que was about to say something to save her, when she suddenly felt the back of her hand get cold, she looked up, and there were crystal tears hanging on her jade white cheeks, and the tears fell down her cheeks and dripped onto the back of his hand.

    I don't know if the tears were hot, or the back of his hand was so cold that his fingers curled up.

    At this moment, she looked at him aggrievedly with a pair of water eyes.

    The end of the eye was red and wet, and it looked particularly pitiful.

     Jiu Que frowned, reached out to hold Fan Yin's chin, and said hoarsely, "What are you crying for?"

    Fan Yin did not speak, but kept weeping, and his hands were shaking to untie his armor.

     Jiuque was impatient, grabbed her body, turned over and easily imprisoned the person under her body.

    The distance between the two was extremely close, Fan Yin seemed to be startled, she forgot to cry, and stared at Jiuque with wide eyes.

     Jiu Que put her hands on her side, trapping the person on the cloud bed, her eyes looked at Fan Yin deeply, her eyes slid down her face, her voice was slightly hoarse, " Are you still crying?"

    Fan Yin took a breath and dared not speak.

     Jiuque didn’t understand very much, stared at Fan Yin’s clear pupils doubtfully, “Tell me—”

    "Why are you crying?"

    He looked deeply at Fan Yin.

    "If you don't tell me, I won't let you heal."

    Fan Yin bit his lip, and then a soft consciousness whispered in Jiu Que's ear: "I-I'm worried about the general's injury."

    This voice is extremely gentle and timid, but it seems to evoke the love string in his heart.

     Jiuque's black eyes stared straight at Fan Yin, her voice was low, "Why are you worried about me?"

    Fan Yin was looked at by his dark eyes, and suddenly felt that the girl had nowhere to hide.

    She struggled to get up, but Jiuque imprisoned her between the cloud beds.

    "Do you still want to hide?" Seeing her helpless appearance, Jiu Que felt a little amused. With a chuckle, she leaned over to her ear and said softly, "Little Mute, do you admire me?"

    His warm breath sprayed behind her ears and between her neck, creating a numb feeling.

    Fan Yinyubai's face was red, and she looked away, not daring to look into Jiuque's eyes.

    But she still remembered Jiuque's injury, and her eyes kept looking at the wound on Jiuque's body.

     Jiu Que looked at her pursed lips, her fair face was flushed red, and the tips of her ears were even more red with blood. Although he didn't make a sound, his expression at the moment was already an answer.

    The soft jaw was pinched by both hands, Jiu Que looked at her deeply.

    "Turn around." His voice was muffled.

    Fan Yin turned his cheeks and lowered his eyes, his black eyelashes like a crow feather trembling under his eyelids.

     Jiu Que looked at Fan Yin's weak and deceitful appearance, smiled lowly, lowered her head, looked for her lips and kissed it.

    Fan Yin only felt that the shadow in front of him was covering him, and when he was about to raise his eyes, he saw Jiuque leaning down.

     Immediately, he felt his lips heat up, as if a feather swept across his lips, he kissed her lips, and then gently kissed the corners of her lips.

    The soft lips were tossed and turned repeatedly on her lips, and they stopped.

    Fan Yin blushed and closed his eyes gently, slowly feeling his thin lips attack the pool between his lips. In an instant, the tip of her warm tongue pressed against her lips, plundering her air deeper, and a gentle and lingering breath appeared in the air.

    After a while, Jiu Que held Fan Yin's head and pressed his forehead against hers.

    In a low voice: "Little Mute, I like you."

    He wanted to hide this thought.

    But when I saw her today, the suppressed emotions collapsed.

    Like fate, there is no escape.

     Jiuque said solemnly, word by word: "How about you stay in the Shuanghua Palace and accompany me all the time?"

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