What kind of man is this.

Black hair, black eyes, black clothes, almost all of his body, except for his wheat-colored skin, is covered in black. Wherever he looks, everything is cold and mysterious black. His eyes are cold, and his expression is paralyzed.

, simply the best of the best.

Seeing that the man didn't speak, Shangguan Ying didn't intend to pay attention to him, turned around and walked directly to Shangguan Mansion. The man continued to follow.

It wasn't until he entered the house that the man was stopped by a servant. Shangguan Ying looked back lazily and asked, "Want to follow me?"

The man nodded almost invisibly.

Shangguan Ying also moved her head, agreeing that he should follow her, and then called to the servant: "He is mine." After all, she did not feel any danger from this man, so he placed it beside her.

, it seems to be nothing.

The servants looked at each other, and finally let them pass because of Qing Zichen's relationship.

When she saw someone coming in, Shangguan Ying didn't say anything, and she didn't bother to say anything. She went straight back to her attic and fell asleep. After the fight just now, she was a little tired and needed a good rest to reflect on the fantasy.

The difference between a teacher and a warrior.

The man with a cold body jumped up to the rafters and guarded her silently.

"Name." Shangguan Ying turned over and asked by the way.

"...Ling Xiaohan." The man spat out three words coldly.

"Why?" continued to ask.

"..." There was no sound.

She snorted softly and stopped asking. In her opinion, the more she knew, the sooner she would die. You know, curiosity can kill a cat, and besides, she was still a fox.

Hearing even breathing coming from below, Ling Xiaohan lowered his eyes and looked at the sleeping person, stretched out his tightly clenched palms, looked at the ring in his hand, and something unknown flashed across his unruffled eyes.

The luster of fame.

With a thought in my heart, the gorgeous silver rules of heaven and earth formed silently in the room: From now on, you are my master, I will follow you forever and protect you forever.

The sleeping Shangguan Ying's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he opened his eyes almost inaudibly, looking at the man carefully.

On his body, she couldn't feel any phantom fluctuations, nor the sword energy of a swordsman. The only thing she could detect was the extremely cold breath, with an unapproachable sense of death, and even,

There is still a little bit of tenderness. However, she now understands that this tenderness, to put it mildly, blooms only for her alone.

Shangguan Ying, who was disgusted by his own thoughts, suddenly trembled, scratched his head, turned over and continued to sleep.

Ling Xiaohan, who was guarding the top, spoke: "Are you going to go back to the imperial capital through the Nanyan Forest?"

Huh? After hearing this, Shangguan Ying suddenly felt relieved. Well, it seems that this guy doesn't stutter, he just doesn't like to talk nonsense. It suits her appetite, so she said "huh". Follow through life and death

With her oath, Ling Xiaohan can know all her secrets. Of course, he can't betray her, otherwise, he will fall into the endless hell and never be able to step out of hell.

"Qing Zichen, you can't do it." Ling Xiaohan said this simply and clearly. Without waiting for Shangguan Ying to reply, he continued, "You can't do it either, you're too weak."

Shangguan Ying sighed speechlessly. Well, although what he said was true, it was indeed a bit impossible for her and Qing Zichen to walk through the Nanyan Forest safely, but was it necessary to hit her like this? No.

See, isn’t she thinking about cultivating demons now?

"What is cultivating a demon?" Ling Xiaohan asked. It's not an illusionist, it's not a swordsman, it's not a puppet master like the young master... What kind of profession is this? Cultivating a demon, a fairy? But the goblin clan, as early as

It became extinct tens of thousands of years ago.

"This... you don't understand." Shangguan Ying thought for a while and decided not to explain it to him. After all, the demon world was too troublesome to talk about, and she happened to be the kind of person who hates trouble. She changed her mind and asked,

"Do you know how to become a magician?" Well, it seems that magic power is required.

"have no idea."

Shangguan Ying looked at the roof speechlessly, feeling the urge to spurt blood.

Ling Xiaohan lowered his head slightly. After all, he was not an illusionist, so why did he need to know these things?

"I will protect you." A cold voice suddenly came from above, causing Shangguan Ying to lose consciousness for a moment.

Protect? Oh, protect!

Shangguan Ying's eyes flashed with a trace of ridicule.

In her previous life, she was extremely domineering and powerful, and controlled the entire fox clan. In the demon world, no demon was afraid of her. As the proud child of the nine-tailed fox clan, she learned to be hypocritical and considerate, and to use all despicable methods since she was a child.

She didn't go to any extreme, just to prevent herself from being harmed by others. In this situation, it wasn't until she took control of the entire fox clan and showed her sharpness that she was killed.

She never needs protection!

at night.

Shangguan Ying still maintained the state of practicing at night in her previous life. After coming back during the day, she slept all day and became extremely energetic at night. At this time, she was sitting in the room meditating, circulating the breath in her body one after another.

During the Great Zhou Dynasty, heartbreaking pain kept coming from her veins, and she gritted her teeth without saying a word, sweating continuously.

Ling Xiaohan stayed by her side, motionless, standing like a stake, turning a blind eye to her abuse of him and ignoring her. He knew what she was doing. She wanted to be a strong man.

The most basic thing is the body. As long as the body is strong enough and the stamina is good enough, no matter what profession you take in the future, you will have some trump cards.

Shangguan Ying didn't know that since the Nine-tailed Whip was formed, her Dantian had begun to slowly absorb the energy from the outside world. But the energy was too pure and had the same color as the true energy, so she always thought that it was

Or is it her true energy, which is actually all illusory power.

This erroneous understanding caused her to enter the great profession of an illusionist much later. Of course, this is a story for later, so I won’t mention it for now.

However, after dawn, after Shangguan Ying endured the extremely painful process of reshaping his veins, his whole body, although he felt extremely light, was still wet and sticky, and even his hair was stuck to his face. It looked like he needed a good wash.
Chapter completed!