MTL - Do You Know How to Capture a Villain?-Chapter 78 78%

Ji Qingzhuo was a little helpless, she was indeed a person who didn't understand style, so she felt puzzled, when the red air flow asked her to say it, she said it, why he still had to pick and choose.

Isn't it okay to say anything?

She was so breathless from the kiss of the red airflow, even if she wanted to say something more, she couldn't speak, all her words were swallowed by the red airflow.

Ji Qingzhuo patted the red airflow with both hands, telling him to stop, because she was about to be unable to breathe.

The protruding tongue of the red air flow gently licked from her lips to the tips of her ears.

"Zhuo Zhuo, talk." He said so, his tone still stubborn.

"I don't know what to say." Ji Qingzhuo turned his face to avoid his kiss, "You have ignored me for several days."

Sure enough, Ji Qingzhuo was still brooding over this matter, she didn't understand what happened to the red air current, he was obviously very enthusiastic before.

She is a person who relies too much on habits. When the touch of the red airflow became her habit, he ignored her, and she felt something was wrong again.

"Xiaoyu, you ignore me." Ji Qingzhuo stated the facts.

As soon as she finished speaking, the red air flow immediately wrapped her tightly, moving fiercely, and countless intertwined air currents wrapped around her, dragging her directly into the sea of ​​blood.

Ji Qingzhuo didn't have time to let out a cry of surprise, because just as she opened her mouth, red air flowed into her mouth, stirring her lips and tongue, making her breathless.

Her figure fell into the sea of ​​blood, and then the huge blood-colored wave rose and covered her up, wrapping her in an airtight manner.

Of course he really wanted to talk to her, and he forcibly endured it so he didn't touch her. Now that Ji Qingzhuo said that, how could he bear it.

"Zhuo Zhuo." He gnawed the tip of her ear carefully, his movements can be called gentle and tender, but from time to time, the force of the gnawing would be uncontrollably aggravated, and the slight tingling pain caused by such unexpected changes in touch Sensation made Ji Qingzhuo's tense heartstrings tremble.

In stark contrast to his actions, his words were even a little cold and terrifying.

"I'm afraid, Zhuo Zhuo is dead." He thought of the dead black feather bird, he didn't care about that bird, but he cared about Ji Qingzhuo.

"I can't die like this." Ji Qingzhuo said, although...although his actions were indeed brutal, but it was not enough to put her...

"Zhuo Zhuo can only die by my hands." The red air blocked her lips again.

Ji Qingzhuo felt that he was going to die, and he could only die in his impenetrable kiss, suffocating to death like this.

After finally finding a gap, she took a breath of fresh air and gasped: "You...what are you thinking..."

She hugged the red airflow with her backhand, restricting his more aggressive moves, but the red airflow wrapped around her wrist in turn.

"Zhuo Zhuo, Mu Mu." He called her again like this - she didn't know that he wanted to kill him at all, she was so stupid, and he was so distressed.

Ji Qingzhuo was ticklish, so she avoided him, regretting that she had taken the initiative to talk to the red airflow, she whispered: "You... are still the same as before, don't talk to me anymore."

She doesn't want him to talk to her anymore, he is really too much.

Unexpectedly, the red air flow directly engulfed her earlobe, and said in an increasingly proficient low tone: "No way, Zhuo Zhuo, you asked me to take care of you."

He has been waiting, and once she takes the initiative, she can no longer run away.

Ji Qingzhuo let out a soft cry, and the red air that had been quiet came up again.

Yes, she asked for it all.

She sank under the sea of ​​blood again, and this time, she knew that the red air flow would not listen to her even if she had ears.

Ji Qingzhuo said that this is not possible, but he changed the place again—obedient is indeed obedient, but he listened selectively, and he still pretended to be stupid. When she said no, he came over and bit her ear, Ask her loudly: "Zhuozhuo, what are you talking about, speak louder, I can't hear you."

Where can he not hear, he can hear everything she says, this hateful villain, Ji Qingzhuo thought angrily.

If she didn't answer him, he would persist in asking: "Zhuo Zhuo, say it again."

Ji Qingzhuo turned his head to avoid it, and he still had to catch up. With the improvement of Shen Rongyu's strength, the red airflow became more and more intelligent.

She missed the red air current who would only foolishly call her "Zhuo Zhuo" before, and now he is more and more cunning.

After the practice was over, her cheeks were still red, and the broken hair that fell on the side of the pillow was also soaked in sweat. Cultivation is indeed not an easy task.

Shen Rongyu recovered from the state of concentration, he was still holding her wrist, looked down, and saw Ji Qingzhuo who was lying sideways on the soft couch with his back rising and falling, as if he was panting lightly.

"Zhuo Zhuo?" He called her—this voice was exactly the same as that of the red airflow in the cultivation space, and the red airflow was him—he without any disguise.

Ji Qingzhuo replied subconsciously: "No."

"What's wrong." Shen Rongyu stretched out his hand, turned her body around, and pressed his big palm on her shoulder.

Shen Rongyu himself also felt a little puzzled, because when he was practicing, there would always be some broken pictures, just like fantasy dreams. With these broken pictures, he himself didn't know what happened—he knew that as his strength gradually After recovering, his consciousness also began to become clear again, and only then did the picture he felt during cultivation appear.

When he was practicing before, all he could see was a sea of ​​blood, but this time, there seemed to be a cyan airflow similar to white mist? Maybe he just missed it.

Ji Qingzhuo's body is very light, and he pulled him over easily, but Ji Qingzhuo only raised his arm to cover his cheek, under her fair arm, her cheeks were obviously red , What sticks to the side of the ear is the wet hair.

She is like this again, Shen Rongyu thought.

Ji Qingzhuo was like this before, and Shen Rongyu only thought it was hot summer, so it was normal for her to squeeze together to be hotter. Later, after winter, she really didn't like this anymore, but today, she seemed to be in the same mood again.

It's not double cultivation.

His fingertips rippling out a light airflow, blowing gently in her ear, he said: "Is the stove in this room a bit hot?"

When Shen Rongyu's fingertips approached, Ji Qingzhuo held her breath, she felt extremely hot, but she knew it wasn't the indoor heater that was heating up.

"It's okay." She admitted honestly.

Shen Rongyu was worried that she would catch the cold, so he half hugged her and asked in a low voice: "Is Zhuo Zhuo feeling unwell?"

Ji Qingzhuo's chin rested on his shoulder, she thought, there was nothing wrong with her.

So she shook her head and whispered, "No."

"Why are you sweating so much?" Shen Rongyu felt that Ji Qingzhuo seemed to be wet when she spoke now, and her every breath could always affect his emotions.

Ji Qingzhuo is a little annoyed, isn't this what you did? Why didn't you admit it after you came out?

Shen Rongyu, the big villain... she thought so, her hands on Shen Rongyu's shoulders clenched tightly.

"I want to sleep," she said dryly. "I'll walk back by myself. I want the room on the right."

Shen Rongyu let go, and after taking the medicine, Ji Qingzhuo's waist injury was almost healed, but he needed to rest for a few days to prevent being hit again and affecting the old injury.

She lowered her head and straightened her dress, feeling depressed, Shen Rongyu asked her: "Unhappy again?"

"No." She was telling the truth, she just had an indescribable feeling, but she couldn't say she was angry.

He let her go back to the room, and after she left, he only lowered his head to smooth out the folds she had made on the soft pillow.

——Shen Rongyu hasn't remembered what his red air flow did. He admits that he does have such a subconscious mind, but he has always restrained himself. Naturally, he can't do such things.

After feeling that Ji Qingzhuo was fast asleep, Shen Rongyu also went back to his room. When he put his hand on the door, a familiar red spring of blood emerged from under his robe that dragged the floor. They flowed through Ji Qingzhuo's room. The crack of the door came close to Ji Qingzhuo again.

Shen Rongyu's face is calm, and his figure standing in the light reflected by the snow color is still pure and flawless, like a fairy exiled on the snow, without desire, ruthless, and untainted by dust.

He walked into his room, but the red blood spring reached Ji Qingzhuo's pillow and rubbed against her head.

Later, he didn't know when he left. Anyway, after Ji Qingzhuo woke up, his goal was the morning sun, which brought some warmth in the winter.

She yawned, wrapped in a thick quilt, and turned over on the bed. At this time, the system that hadn't spoken for a long time made a sound.

"Congratulations to the host, you have accumulated enough goodwill to unlock my next function." The system said to Ji Qingzhuo.

"It's been so long, you're the only one!" Ji Qingzhuo complained to the system, "He...all..."

"What? Is this something I can listen to? If the general host gets close to Shen Rongyu, I will automatically cut off the perception." The system said sternly.

"No." Ji Qingzhuo said.

"Oh~~~" The system responded with a thousand tones.

"That's not true." Although Ji Qingzhuo didn't know what the system was thinking, she knew that what it was thinking was not normal.

She lifted the quilt and covered her face again: "Absolutely not."

"If not, the host will work harder!" The system encouraged her.

"This won't work." Ji Qingzhuo said.

"Yes, of course." The system urged her.

"What's your new function?" Ji Qingzhuo forcibly changed the subject.

"It's to detect other people's information—when you meet a stranger, the host, you can retrieve three pieces of information about him from me, no matter how hidden. After all, I am a derivative of world consciousness, so I still have this authority." , this is a reward and help for you, the host." The system introduced the new function he had just unlocked to Ji Qingzhuo, "I am a large database, and now only part of the permissions are opened to you. Of course, this part of the The authority is enough to help the host deal with the current situation."

Ji Qingzhuo said to him: "I know Xiaoyu—" Her tone stopped here, because she didn't know what information she was interested in about Shen Rongyu.

"I can't." The system refused, and it was really useless. "First, I don't know about Shen Rongyu's information. Secondly, you can only view the information of objects whose cultivation level is lower than yours."

Ji Qingzhuo: "..." Aren't there only mortals left with cultivation bases lower than mine.

Seemingly seeing Ji Qingzhuo's speechlessness, the system hurriedly made amends: "Host, you work hard to practice, as long as your cultivation level improves, won't anyone be able to watch it?"

Practice, practice again! After unlocking the new function, Ji Qingzhuo turned over and wrapped herself in the quilt. She... hates cultivation...

Well, it's not that annoying, she thought.

The author has something to say:

Zhuo Zhuo is also a duplicity.

Zhuozhuo (face expressionless): You ignore me

Xiaoyu (get excited): Just wait for your words (crazy kiss)

Zhuo Zhuo: Wait...not...? ? ? ?