Before I Died, I Forcibly Kissed The Heroine-Novel

“Master!!!”

The beautiful girl ran into his arms and said, “Master, Qing’er missed you so much~”

Su Shi held Bai Qing in his arms and looked at the two in front of him for a while.

“Why are you here?”

Cen Yiren’s eyes were uncertain and said: “Bai Qing heard that you were in Nanli City, and insisted on coming to look for you, so we had no choice but to send her.”

Yu Jiao Long nodded, “That’s right.”

Bai Qing’s small mouth twitched slightly.

It wasn’t like the two of them were lying.

Obviously the two of them also wanted to come, but they were worried that it was too sudden, so they used Bai Qing as an excuse.

After all, Bai Qing was from the Su family, so it wouldn’t be too embarrassing.

Mo Yulan frowned, “Shi’er, don’t you want to explain?”

Why did three more girls appear?

This wasn’t the last one, was it?

It was only then that Bai Qing thought of Mo Yulan, who was at the side. She hurriedly jumped off Su Shi and said, “This servant greets Madam.”

“Hm?”

Mo Yulan was a little surprised.

After looking carefully for a long time, she was not convinced: “You are… Bai Qing?”

Bai Qing nodded and said, “It’s me.”

Mo Yulan’s throat moved, and her eyes were in disbelief.

Bai Qing was the servant of the Su family.

Since entering Su’s house, she has been by Su Shi’s side and has never served anyone else.

Su Shi joined the Netherworld Rakshasa Sect and took Bai Qing away as well.

She never returned for more than ten years.

Mo Yulan could only sigh.

The girl in front of her had fair and smooth skin, and her appearance was charming and enchanting.

Even compared to Chen Qingluan, it was not inferior.

Bai Qing was a little shy, “It’s been a long time.”

Mo Yulan asked curiously, “Seeing this aura, you’ve been practising Qi?”

Bai Qing nodded, “Well, it’s all thanks to Master.”

If it wasn’t for Su Shi using incomprehensible means to change her talent, she would still be a small servant without cultivation.

“Master? Are you sure he’s not your husband!?”

Mo Yulan saw the relationship between the two.

How could a servant rush at her master the moment they met?

“Even Qing’er was not overlooked, this is outrageous!”

Mo Yulan looked away and looked at the other two, “Then you two….”

Cen Yiren saluted: “My name is Cen Yiren, a disciple of the Netherworld Rakshasa Sect, I greet Aunt Su.”

“A disciple of the Netherworld Rakshasa Sect, surnamed Cen…”

Mo Yulan thought of something and asked, “I wonder what your relationship with Saint Cen Baihu is with you?”

Cen Yiren said with a smile: “He’s my father.”

Mo Yulan’s face changed slightly.

This girl turned out to be West Saint Cen Baihu’s daughter?

When Cen Baihu is in the sky, the land below will turn into an endless disaster!

He is the legendary Demon Beast!

How could Su Shi dare to provoke such a person?

Mo Yulan stabilised her mind and continued to ask, “What about this girl?”

Yu Jiao Long said softly, “Yu Jiao Long, I greet Auntie.”

Mo Yulan frowned slightly, “This name sounds a bit familiar…”

Cen Yiren said: “If Auntie knows my father, you must also know Saint Yu. She is the Eastern Saint of our sect.”

“Eastern Saint?”

Mo Yulan’s expression froze.

No wonder her name sounded familiar.

It turned out that she was one of the four saints of the Demonic path, Yu Jiao Long was known as the strongest among them but never showed her figure!

“I came here on the spur of the moment so I didn’t prepare any gifts.”

Yu Jia Long took out a storage ring, “There is only this small gift, Auntie please don’t refuse.”

Mo Yulan stood there blankly.

For a while she didn’t know whether to take it or not.

She was the powerhouse of the real demonic path, a thorn in the eyes of the imperial court, provoking her could cause the Southwest Region to tremble three times!

Now ahe came to the Su Residence to give New Year’s greetings?

This is too unreasonable!

Cen Yiren also took out a storage ring, “This is a New Year’s gift prepared by my father, and I travelled specially to bring it here.”

Mo Yulan’s throat felt dry, and she forced a smile:

This is not in a hurry, some girls come and sit down first. “It’s not good to stand for a long time in front of the door, you girls come in first and sit inside.”

“Thank you Aunty.”

Several people entered the courtyard.

Mo Yulan walked beside Su Shi, her voice like it came out from between her teeth, “What are you doing, kid? Why are you even provoking the Saints?”

Su Shi scratched his head and said, “How can you say that? I’m also a Shengzi, so isn’t it normal to come and visit at the New Year Festival?”

“It’d better be.”

Mo Yulan gritted her teeth and said, “If there really is something wrong between you guys, see how I breakyour legs!”

It wasn’t that she had any prejudice against the demonic path.

But there were too many girls around Su Shi, and each of them had a very extraordinary origin.

It was hard for her to imagine what the scene would be like if people from the righteous path and demonic path lived under the same roof…

Su Residence must not be destroyed!

Entering the hall.

The moment Su Renzong saw the girls, his expression froze, “Why are there three more?”

Mo Yulan shook her head and said, “Don’t ask me, ask your son.”

Su Shi: “…..”

At this time, Yu Jiao Long and Cen Yiren also saw a woman sitting in front…

Suddenly, like being struck by lightning, they stood there dumbfounded.

They saw Yun Qiluo in a long snow velvet robe sipping tea slowly.

She turns a blind eye to their arrival.

“…”

In the middle of the conversation, they could no longer make a sound.

They wanted to kneel on the ground, but their body was blocked by an invisible force, so they could only stare at the cold figure with fear.

Why is the Demon Empress here?!

“Saint Yu, Miss Cen, what are you doing? Hurry up and sit down.”

Mo Yulan invited.

Only then did the two girls regain their freedom, their backs were wet with cold sweat, and they lowered their heads and dared not raise their heads.

“Sit down.”

“Yes.”

The two sat down shakily.

Seeing their nervous looks, Mo Yulan asked curiously, “You and Miss Luo know each other?”

“I don’t know her.”

“I don’t know.”

“Not at all.”

Both of them shook their heads like giggles dolls.

Mo Yulan looked suspicious.

They seem to be very afraid of Miss Luo…

Yun Qiluo narrowed her eyes.

Informed by Mo Yulan, Su Renzong also knew the current identities of the two of them.

He almost jumped off the chair in fear.

Eastern Saint?

That’s a capable warrior under the Demon Empress!

The Netherworld Rakshasa Sect was able to erode three Regions, and four saints contributed greatly.

Now the strongest saint of them was sitting in front of him?

“This…”

“Saint Yu, there is a question that I don’t know if I should ask.”

Su Renzong hesitated.

Yu Jiao Long nodded, “Uncle, it’s okay to ask.”

Su Renzong swallowed his saliva and said carefully, “You are also here to fight for the position of the Main Wife?”

Yu Jiao Long: “Ha???”

Tea splashing.

The teacup in Yun Qiluo’s hand turned into shards.

She took out a handkerchief and wiped her hands, then smiled, “It’s okay, you keep talking.”