The villain host is the boss

Chapter 300 Immortal Venerable, Double Cultivation 24
"No, no need..."

Hearing her words, Ji Ye was terrified. He quickly stepped back, away from Yun Xi, and waved his hand to refuse.

After a pause, it seemed that he realized that his reaction was a little too big, so he explained, "I don't need to bother Master with such trivial matters, I just do it myself."

"OK then."

Seeing him like this, Yun Xi had no choice but to stop.

Then, Ji Ye took a deep breath, calmed down and quickly tore off his belt, took off his shirt, and climbed onto the bed.

His chin rested on his arm, his fingers curled up tightly.

When Yun Xi walked over, he saw several sword marks on his back, criss-crossing and dripping with blood, which looked quite serious.

Yun Xi frowned, she pulled up the corner of her clothes and sat on the edge of the bed, took out a handkerchief, and went to clean up the blood around the wound first.

"Does it hurt?"

She made a soft sound, and the movements of her hands were even lighter, as if a feather was sweeping, with an indescribable tenderness.

Ji Ye felt his ears go soft, and his whole body felt hot. He unconsciously moved his fingers and said in a low voice, "It doesn't hurt..."

How could the scars scratched by sword energy not hurt?
It's just that her movements were too gentle. At this moment, he ignored all the pain.

Hearing this, the veil in Yun Xi's hand stopped, she looked at his side face, and couldn't help but lose her mind for a while, what a little idiot...

……

Night, hazy and charming.

The moonlight shines brightly on the earth.

Listen to Xuefeng and watch Huating.

Mo Qianjue sat on the bench in the pavilion, holding onto the railing with one hand and the wine jar with the other, and swiped with his head up. The wine flowed down the corner of his mouth and into his clothes.

Around the pavilion, there was a strong smell of alcohol.

He pulled his sleeves, wiped his face fiercely, thinking of the woman in white clothes like snow in his memory, his eyes became sore.

During this period of time, he read ancient books every day, trying to find records similar to her situation, to resolve the problems she encountered, and to make her return to her former appearance.

However, nothing was found.

Unwillingly, he went to find Master, but what Master said to him was similar to what she said.

The master said, she probably won't be able to change back again, let him let go, and concentrate on cultivation from now on, don't need to be distracted by this matter anymore.

He still doesn't believe in evil, how can she not change back?
So, he went to the Haotian faction again, went to the headmaster of Haotian, and asked to read the Haotian book. It is said that the Haotian book is a divine book left by the upper plane. Ability.

This was his last hope, so, relying on the little relationship he had, he pestered Master Haotian hard, and Master Haotian was annoyed by him, so he agreed to lend him the Haotian book.

The Haotian Book is indeed an incomparably miraculous divine book, which records many things that he has never heard of, but there is still no record of her situation.

After reading the Haotian book in three days, all his hopes fell through.

The white moonlight in his heart was really completely shattered, and she could never return to her former appearance, which made Mo Qianjue extremely painful.

After he came back, he blocked Tingxue Peak and retreated to drink away his worries.

"Sister Fairy..."

Mo Qianjue leaned against the vermilion pillar, closed his eyes tightly, and in his mind, all the images he saw at the beginning of that year.

That year, outside Luoyan Pass, there were long banyan trees and clusters of wild flowers, and countless tightly wrapped dead men surrounded him, approaching him little by little with knives.

At the very moment, a domineering and beautiful sword aura swept over. The sword aura was like the shadow of the moon, and it seemed to be covered with frost flowers. In a blink of an eye, all the dead soldiers who were swept away fell to the ground without serious injuries.

He was taken aback, looked up, and saw a woman in white clothes like snow, stepping on the spirit sword, flying lightly in the air.

Is this a fairy in the sky?
He stared at her blankly, forgetting everything.

"Little guy, I think you are destined to be a fairy, why don't you follow me to cultivate a fairy, how about it?"

The stunning face, the clear voice, the eyes as pure as glass, just one look, made him sink, so he nodded without hesitation.

Regardless of her future or world affairs, she followed her to the Heavenly Sword Sect without hesitation, cut off all the shackles of the world, and embarked on the journey of cultivating immortals.

Suddenly, a familiar scent came, and the drunk Mo Qianjue sniffed vigorously, his limp body stood up.

"Sister Fairy..."

He sniffed the fragrance vigorously with his nose, and searched for the source of the fragrance in a daze, then he bumped his head into a soft and fragrant embrace.

here it is...

Mo Qianjue narrowed his eyes and let go of the wine jar in his hand.

With a bang, the wine jar fell to the ground, rolled out along the bluestone of the pavilion, and rolled into the garden, but he didn't care.

With his free hand, he hugged the soft and slender waist in front of him, and plunged his head into her arms.

"Xian, sister fairy, no, no, it's senior sister, senior sister, have you come to see me?"

Xu was so drunk that his voice was a little slurred. If you didn't listen carefully, you probably wouldn't be able to hear what he said.

However, Mu Ruoxi cared too much about him, so she heard his words verbatim.

When he heard him hugging her and calling her senior sister, Mu Ruoxi's beautiful face twisted instantly, and raging anger appeared in her eyes.

She's not that ugly, she's not that damn ugly...

Why are you all drunk and still thinking about that ugly monster?
What's wrong with that ugly monster?

Mu Ruoxi clenched her fists tightly, resisting the urge to push him out, she took a deep breath, and silently recited the meditation formula.

After a while, he finally calmed down.

She touched Mo Qianjue's head with one hand, and sighed softly, "Brother Qianjue, I am a dual-line spiritual root, and now, I will soon break through to the golden core stage. In terms of appearance, the entire sect will , and no one can match me, why can't you see me?"

Thinking of how he always rejected her for thousands of miles on weekdays, Mu Ruoxi felt extremely uncomfortable.

She was all about him, but he didn't even want to give her another look. Instead, his mind was full of that ugly monster Yun Xi, and he even didn't hesitate to drink for that ugly monster Yun Xi.

Look at how much wine you drank?
She was so drunk that she couldn't even recognize anyone, and even recognized her as that ugly monster Yun Xi, Mu Ruoxi stretched out her foot and kicked the empty wine jug beside her, deep disgust appeared in her eyes.

"Senior sister, you don't even know how much I like you. When we first met, your appearance..."

Mo Qianjue seemed really drunk, hugged Mu Ruoxi and began to confide in his feelings.

After hearing his words, Mu Ruoxi's face twisted instantly, and she was angry and unwilling.

(End of this chapter)