Fast Transmigration: Blackened Male Leads Are Poisonous

Chapter 464 The Villain Has Something to Say 12
"Okay, listen to you."

Feng Yan was so obedient that the system was stunned, "He...is willing to listen to you!" After finishing speaking, with a little surprise, he said again: "Would it mean that your position in his heart has begun to change! "

Tang Qing was expressionless, "Don't be too happy, just look at his data."

She said this, and the system looked at it, and fell into silence again. Sure enough, he was too happy, and the data column for completing the task has not moved at all!

And all of this was within Tang Qing's expectations.

The world of Lingwu is no longer fun, so Feng Yan naturally wouldn't linger, with a wave of his hand, he returned to the original world with his little slave.

However, when he returned to the Demon Palace, he suddenly thought of a very important thing, that is, the Demon Palace could no longer stand the toss of the Calamity Body, and it had completely collapsed.

Looking at the ruins in front of him, he touched his chin.

And at this moment, the guard who had been guarding here saw him coming back, and immediately showed up respectfully and walked over, "Your Majesty, you are back."

Venerable Feng Yan was moody, and if the reconstruction of the Demon Palace did not get his nod, no one would dare to make decisions without authorization, so they all just guarded the old site and waited for his return.

"Little slave, what do you think?" Feng Yan turned to look at her with a smile, the little slave just won a competition, as the master, he should give some reward, right?
The magic palace can be said to symbolize a person's status, but he has given her such a great honor, which has never happened before. Although everyone's face is calm, they are full of surprises in their hearts.

However, Tang Qing said indifferently: "I have no requirements in this regard, as long as I can live there."

These words made Feng Yan frowned, he has come to this point, how many people are flattering and flattering, those who can catch his eyes must be good, and so is the little slave.

"Remember, you are my slave, how could you not ask for it."

Hearing this, Tang Qing tilted her head, seemingly puzzled, but heard him say domineeringly, "You should want the best."

Having said this, the system was a little emotional, "Our gluttony is great, and our love talk skills are almost perfect." Speaking of this, he suddenly understood why his host drank the unfeeling and unrequited love potion in the first place. Personally, if it falls, it will be beyond redemption.

Another disgusting thing about the punishment world is the endless loop. People, maybe they can still have passion at the beginning, but once they are locked in that time period, everyone will start to collapse.

Tang Qing didn't answer, but just looked at Feng Yan half-understood. After taking the unfeeling and unrequited love potion, even if she knew that she liked the person in front of her, she could do everything calmly.

Looking at her eyes, Feng Yan knew that this guy didn't take what he said to heart at all.

It was the first time in such a long time that someone dared to treat him like this. Speaking of which, she gave him the feeling that she was the same kind of person, and it had been several years because of this, and he still didn't get tired of her.

"Let's go, I'll take you to find an old friend."

It will take a long time to rebuild the Demon Palace, so he will not stay here and wait for it to be completed. As for the specifications of the Demon Palace, the little slave has no objections, and neither does he.

Tang Qing, who had always shown little interest in anything, took the initiative to ask this time, "Who is your old friend?"

"There is actually someone who interests you." Feng Yan raised his eyebrows, but finally told her, "A very interesting person."

Being able to make him say it was interesting aroused her curiosity, "Tong Zai, who is that person?"

The system thought for a while, and said truthfully, "It should be Xie Yuan, the medical saint."

Xie Yuan, the medical saint, although his medical skills are unpredictable, he never seeks a doctor easily, unless you can arouse his curiosity.

From a certain point of view, he and Feng Yan can be regarded as the same people.

Xie Yuan lived on the top of a snow-capped mountain, where it was always cold, and ordinary people could not stand the cold, but he said that only extreme cold can better protect his medicinal materials.

Tang Qing felt that what he said was right. Many medicinal materials could not stand high fever at all, even at room temperature. Only severe cold was the best protection.

On the top of the snow-capped mountain, Xie Yuan seemed to have guessed that someone would come. Drinks had already been prepared in the gazebo, and he was currently pouring another empty glass.

This is what Tang Qing saw when she came here. In the elegant and foggy snow, a man in a white dress was pouring wine gracefully, and his long black hair fell a little along with his movements. Coming down, Kankan covered most of that beautiful face.

This scene was so beautiful that people couldn't bear to disturb it, but Feng Yan didn't have the slightest patience, and went directly to drink the freshly poured wine.

"Good wine."

A few words of praise are the highest praise he can give.

Xie Yuan withdrew his white jade-like hand, ignored him, and shifted his gaze to Tang Qing behind him.

His eyes, which were originally as still as still water, suddenly brightened a little after seeing her.

"Here is the little slave you found a few years ago?"

"Why, did you like it?" Feng Yan lazily hugged the jug, and asked with a half-smile.

Xie Yuan spoke honestly, and even walked out of the gazebo.

"Yeah, so give it to me?"

Even after taking the unfeeling and unrequited love potion, Tang Qing was still annoyed when she heard it. She is a human being, and she is not a thing. How can she still want to come and go?

Feng Yan hugged the flagon and changed his position, "I can give it to you, but I have to exchange it with something."

Xie Yuan stared at Tang Qing for a moment, with the corners of his lips raised on his cold face, "Yes, just take whatever you want."

"I don't lack anything, just your wine..."

Xie Yuan's wine was brewed by himself. It is mellow and fragrant, and it is hard to find a second in the world. It was because of this wine that he met him back then.It's just that his job is not to make wine, and there are only three altars every hundred years, which is not enough to satisfy his appetite.

Xie Yuan didn't even look at him, "The ice pot is three feet down, go get it yourself."

As soon as these words came out, there was no sign of Feng Yan in front of her eyes, Tang Qing's expressionless face twitched slightly, and she was very speechless.

She is not even as good as a jar of wine!
Well, it's not one altar but three altars, but what's the difference?
Xie Yuan looked at her with great interest, as if he was waiting for her to show the expression of being abandoned, but unfortunately he never showed up in the end.

"You were abandoned by your master, aren't you sad?"

Tang Qing had no expression on her face, she didn't take this moment seriously, "What's there to be sad about?"

Xie Yuan choked when he asked this question, he thought she would care about him, but these two people didn't take each other seriously!

Seeing that he was silent, Tang Qing said coolly again: "Compared to me, you should worry about yourself more."

Xie Yuan was puzzled. Just as he was about to say something, he discovered that the top of the snow-capped mountain that hadn't been avalanche for hundreds of years, had actually... an avalanche.

The top of the snow-capped mountain stands high in the Yaoyao sky, white clouds float at its feet, thousands of years of white snow has accumulated on the majestic mountain peak, and the huge avalanche shakes the ground, and the final result is that the bottom of the mountain is almost counted. Ten miles of land are all covered.

(End of this chapter)