After developing a villain heroine, they came after her

Chapter 240 It’s here, let’s go to sleep first

"You are just Mu Si Niang, Mu Wu Niang's principles are not good enough!"

Luo Congan refused without thinking.

What a joke, it’s been so long since she found her husband, and she hasn’t yet achieved the feat of sleeping in the same bed, so how can she let others get there first?

She crossed her arms and said coldly: "Don't say I don't agree, my husband won't agree either."

She raised her chin and asked, "Sir, are you the kind of casual person?"

After all, when it comes to charm, Luo Congan is still confident.

Even her several attempts at inappropriate behavior were sternly rejected, so it was obvious what kind of temper she had.

These words resonated with Erin.

She thought that in those days, although men always talked about the words "trial" and "training", they actually did not use it to take advantage of them.

Looking back now, I always feel that he was just deliberately trying to scare me.

With her thoughts at this point, Ailin suddenly felt a throbbing in her heart.

She knew it was a call from the Kingdom of God.

The woman quietly lowered her eyes, her thoughts moving slightly.

In the current situation, it seems that Selina can perform better...

As long as they are sisters, how can they be enemies?

While she was fantasizing, the girl on the other side spoke.

She frowned slightly and said something shocking.

"But I've always slept like this with my brother."

It looked like a matter of course, not fake.

The atmosphere in the courtyard was stunned.

The light green Taoist robe moved without any wind, and the hair tied behind her head began to rise and fall inexplicably.

Luo Cong'an lowered his head, and the three-foot green blade in his hand flickered in and out of sight in the gloomy night.

In just a moment, endless spiritual energy surged towards this place, almost sucking half of the mountain dry.

The violent spiritual power spontaneously formed a spiritual power tide that swept through the air, as if it would explode at any moment.

This time, she seemed... really angry.

"Sir, is that true?"

The woman still lowered her head, but the hand holding the sword began to tremble slightly.

"Sir, why are you so partial..."

Before the young man could answer, the ghostly whispers continued to come.

Chen An's head skipped a beat. The spiritual awareness from a former Mahayana monk was frantically warning him.

He took a deep breath and pulled Mu Sanniang back, who was about to give it a try.

"Cong'an, it's not what you think."

"Sanniang and I were still young at the time, so there was nothing we could do about it."

When the girl heard this, her light blue eyes turned, her thin lips opened slightly, and she was about to refute.

Fortunately, Chen An covered her lips in time and whispered something silently in her ear.

Then the girl's crystal earlobes quietly turned red, and she stopped talking.

This newly vacated courtyard finally escaped disaster.

After all, Luo Cong'an still had sense and knew that continuing the stalemate would only embarrass his husband.

Now that he got the answer he wanted, he snorted coldly and said, "Really? It seems that it will be better for my husband when he grows up. Whether he is combing my hair or drawing my eyebrows, he is surprisingly gentle."

The feigned tender tone resounded throughout the entire courtyard.

Chen An's expression froze, and he felt that the atmosphere, which had only relaxed a little, suddenly became solid again.

Next to him, the girl's death gaze came.

Her original shyness was gone, and she just stared at the boy closely.

He whispered softly: "Brother, it seems that you have never done this for me..."

Chen An was speechless and choked, feeling that the quiet days he wanted were probably coming to an end.

In the sky, there is a bright new moon.

The night is like ink, and I don't know when it has enveloped it.

He sighed: "Sanniang is joking, you never put on makeup and always keep things simple no matter what you do. How can you comb your hair and draw eyebrows..."

It's barely an explanation, not an explanation...

The girl didn't know whether she accepted this statement or not. She just glanced at Chen An lightly and calmed down.

This invisible battle seems to have finally come to an end.

<divclass="contentadv"> Chen An was a little tired, and the huge pile of memories in his mind was like a mess.

He sighed softly and looked at Eileen, who had been silent.

The woman always lowered her head slightly, wearing a black dress and blending into the night. She didn't know what she was thinking.

In short, fortunately, Chen An was relieved that he didn't jump out to cause trouble at this time.

"You're here now, then..."

"Go to sleep first."

The young man looked up at the sky, his tone slightly helpless.

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Longhu Mountain Tianshi Mansion.

Tonight, the lights are bright.

The purple robes symbolizing nobility flickered under the light.

Since ancient times, there has been a saying that "purple air comes from the east", so Taoism often praises purple.

The purple robe is painted with pagoda cranes, outlined with gold threads, and the sun, moon and stars are also painted on the sleeves of the long sleeves, which is very exquisite.

Those who can wear this Taoist robe on Longhu Mountain are those with extremely high status and profound cultivation.

Usually hidden in the mountains, I had no choice but to repair it.

However, tonight so many purple robes appeared at once and gathered together.

The leader, with a bright head and a pale face, was full of energy. He flicked the dust in his hand and said in a deep voice: "What happened in the back mountain today is not allowed to be told outside. Please just forget it in your heart."

What he was talking about was naturally the vision caused by Luo Congan's fight with others.

Under the stage, Meng Mao was lined up in the corner, communicating quietly with the senior brother next to him.

Although they are apparently the leaders of the younger generation in Longhu Mountain, now they can only be ranked at the bottom in front of these big guys.

"Senior Brother, how is the investigation going on the previous unusual movements in the mountains and the chaos caused by evil cultivators?"

The tall figure did not look back as always, but the weak reply came slowly.

"The riot of wild beasts in the mountains has no results yet, but there is some news from the evil cultivators."

Meng Mao perked up after hearing this. After decades of practice, they finally gained true Taoism due to the revival of their spiritual energy.

Who doesn’t want to try to see if the three-foot green sharp edge in their hand can kill demons?

Although they are not like those reckless men in Qingcheng Mountain who only know how to chop with swords, they can throw talismans!

It’s safe, it’s cool, and the special effects are pretty good.

Well, the most important thing is to be elegant enough.

The tall figure from behind seemed to see what he was thinking, and reminded him: "Evils are not child's play. You should just let go of your impetuousness, otherwise your life will be in vain."

Although the man's voice was subtle, it had a mind-clearing effect, which immediately shocked Meng Mao's heart and made him feel much clearer.

When he looked up again, admiration and admiration flashed in Meng Mao's eyes.

I thought to myself that the senior brother is worthy of being a senior brother. He is neither arrogant nor impatient and should be a role model for our generation.

"As Senior Brother said, Meng Mao has learned a lesson."

After he finished speaking, he thought of something, and then whispered curiously: "Senior Brother, today I went to see Master Luo from Qingcheng Mountain. It's just that my eyesight is stupid and I can't tell what realm she is. Senior Brother, do you know?"

"Oh."

A faint response came quickly.

Meng Mao waited for a while, but still didn't get the follow-up.

He scratched his head, a little confused, but he couldn't continue to ask further.

If the elder brother doesn’t say anything, he naturally has his reasons.

I think it's probably for my own good. After all, sometimes knowing too much is not necessarily a good thing.

While he was thinking about it secretly, Meng Mao saw the man take out a mobile phone from his robe and handed it to him.

Meng Mao took it and heard him say: "The information and trends of the evil cultivators are all in the mobile phone. You can take it back and have a look. You can leave when the official notification is in place."

"By the way, remember to inform your third senior brother that you two will go together."

Meng Mao answered honestly, opened his phone and took a look.

The four big characters in red are very conspicuous.

‘The Bloody Ancestor’.