Villain: I Will Become Stronger By Accepting A Female Apprentice

time flies.

The sun that hung high in the sky had set again in the blink of an eye, night fell slowly, the full moon hung high, and the silver glow poured down from the sky.

Fang Qingqing worked very efficiently. In almost half a day, everything was arranged, and the news spread very quickly.

In almost half a day, most of the people south of Huaiyuan learned this shocking news. For a time, the entire south of Huaiyuan was in turmoil and people were panicked.

The major forces started the meeting one after another, with serious expressions and frowns on their faces.

This news that Lang Zimiu killed a spiritual Venerable Realm first-level powerhouse some time ago and quickly emerged as a dark horse is actually known to the entire south of Huaiyuan.

But how could we have expected that he would be so ferocious. In just a few days, he would directly occupy the Taihui Dynasty, the largest force south of Huaiyuan, and kill the king of the Taihui Dynasty.

The major forces immediately confirmed whether the news was true. At the same time, Cang Yunyi's side had also sent people to go to the major forces and dynasties to deliver the message.

The forces around the Taihui Dynasty were all aware of it, and without exception, they surrendered one after another.

How can they resist a man who can occupy the entire Taihui Dynasty with one hand? I can only surrender on my knees.

At the same time, the Shuihe Dynasty had also completed its mission and had spoken to all the surrounding forces, large and small, and without exception, they all chose to surrender.

Even if some people only temporarily choose to surrender verbally, that is still surrender.

Langzun's name quickly spread throughout the south of Huaiyuan.

Qiankun Dynasty.

Inside the Lian Qingqiu Palace in the Imperial City.

Lian Qingqiu's willow eyebrows were slightly furrowed, her stunningly attractive face was full of shock, her pair of peach blossom eyes were quivering, and her mood was indescribably complicated.

The news naturally spread to the Qiankun Dynasty.

After she learned the news, her mood suddenly became extremely complicated.

After being treated very humiliatingly by Lang Zimiu two days ago, she secretly shed tears several times, feeling extremely aggrieved and resentful.

Do you think that you are really going to become Lang Zimiu's forbidden love? He kept struggling in his heart, but in the end he still couldn't think of any way to escape.

At the moment, she has only one way to go, relying on the essence of Lang Zimiu to complete her mission. Otherwise, if she fails to complete the mission when the time limit is up, she will be wiped out.

After all, I am just a clone, so who do I really am?

But will Lang Zimiu really give her the chance to practice evil skills? She knew very well in her heart that it was impossible for her to learn how to return to the main body, because if she remembered the main body in this way, the main body would inevitably come in person to wash away the humiliation.

So what is your way back?

Thinking about it, her beautiful eyes couldn't help but turn slightly red again, and her eyes were filled with moisture. She hugged her knees and curled up on the chair, looking a little pitiful and endearing.

Now that Lang Zimiu had caused so much turmoil in the entire south of Huaiyuan in less than two days, she gave up her struggle completely, feeling that there was no way she could escape from Lang Zimiu's hands.

I can only... let him bully and humiliate me...

Destiny is completely in his hands, like a pet that can be played with at will...

She sucked her nose and pursed her lips slightly to hold back her tears. After all, although she was just a clone, the arrogance in her heart was the same as that of her main body.

She wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with her hands and held back her tears.

Suddenly, a strong curiosity and confusion emerged on her face.

Why?

Why did Lang Zimiu suddenly become so powerful? Like a different person?

He should have died after his soul was sucked by him, right? Why not die? Why did it suddenly become so powerful? His personality also seems to have changed?

In a short period of time, from a small elder of a sect, he has now grown to dominate the entire south of Huaiyuan?

Is this kind of thing real?

As if there was nothing he couldn't do.

Thinking about it, a strange color suddenly appeared on her face, but it immediately turned into panic, and she quickly shook her head to disperse the strange color.

At this moment, a familiar breath came from outside the palace, as well as the sound of orderly footsteps.

Lian Qingqiu's beautiful eyes widened, she quickly stood up, looked outside the palace, and then quickly began to wipe the remaining tears from the corners of her eyes with her hands, a look of panic and uneasiness on her face.

Why is he back?

"Hey, why are you still crying? Huh? Haha~"

A joking and frivolous voice came from the palace door, and then a man with a tall figure, outstanding temperament, and charming appearance walked in. Looking at her somewhat flustered and awkward look, a look of confusion appeared on his face. A funny and playful smile.

"What? Do you think you are too wronged?"

Lian Qingqiu looked at the man walking towards her in front of her and bit her lower lip. She felt a sense of grievance in her heart, and at the same time she was also somewhat reflexively afraid.

"Why are you back?" she asked timidly, and immediately realized that she had not said anything, with a hint of timidity on her face, and added:

"Master...Master..."

After saying the word "master" awkwardly, there was a hint of shame in her eyes.

Lang Zimiu had an evil and frivolous smile on his lips, his eyes were half-squinted, and he was quite satisfied with her performance.

While walking towards the direction of the seat, he said:

"What? I can't come back?"

"No...it's not..."

Lian Qingqiu gently tugged on the hem of her skirt, feeling nervous inexplicably and her heartbeat speeding up slightly. Somehow, she felt that Lang Zimiu made her feel even more intense than two days ago...

broken...

"Are we going to start again?"

She murmured shamefully in her heart, feeling very complicated.

I really need it... but this way... I act like I am nothing...

"You feel wronged? Why didn't you feel wronged when you took my soul?"

Lang Zimiu walked to the seat and sat down very naturally, his words were a bit colder.

Lian Qingqiu couldn't help but tremble slightly. Without answering, she timidly turned around and walked to his side.

"Here."

Lang Zimiu turned to look at her, pointed at his thigh with his right index finger, and gave her a signal.

She understood immediately, and hurriedly knelt down beside Lang Zimiu. She placed her two fair and delicate hands on Lang Zimiu's thighs, and began to massage Lang Zimiu's legs unskilledly.

There was a strong sense of shame in his eyes, and his self-esteem had been hit to the last trace.

"Um."

Lang Zimiu smiled with satisfaction, put his warm hand on her head and stroked it gently.