Travel through time and become a villain: Heroine, don’t come over!

Outside Liu Mansion, there is an inconspicuous small wine stall.Liu Jiuzhen was drinking tea with Liu Hu.

Putting down the tea cup, Liu Jiuzhen's dissatisfied voice came: "Is there something wrong with you? You woke me up in a hurry so early in the morning just to drink this cup of tea?"

Liu Hu: "Master, don't be angry. Aren't I worried about the young master's wound?"

Liu Jiuzhen's face darkened: "The wound has opened again?"

Liu Hu: "Not yet?"

Liu Jiuzhen sighed softly: "Which lady is it today?"

Liu Hu: "Mrs. Ye."

Liu Jiuzhen breathed a sigh of relief: "Oh, it's okay."

......

Liu Wuyou was not in a wheelchair today, but was sitting on the back of the little donkey Ma Hu.

I don't know if it's because he's been attending a lot of private lessons recently, but Liu Wuwu can clearly feel that the little donkey has lost some weight.

From a donkey fatter than a pig, to a donkey as fat as a pig.

The poor little donkey pounced on Liu Wuwu as soon as he saw him.With tears in his eyes, he recounted his recent tragic experience.

It's a pity that Liu Wuyue couldn't understand the donkey language, so he only thought it was praising him for being handsome.

As for Ye Mengmeng, who was sitting behind Liu Wuwu, she remained silent.

Liu Wuwen didn't know how to speak.

Ye Ming must die, this is Liu Wuwu's bottom line.

Ye Mengmeng is Ye Ming's biological sister.In other words, Liu Wuwu is Ye Mengmeng's quasi-brother-killer.

Sleeping with the enemy's sister?It always sounds like something is wrong.

After sorting out his thoughts, Liu Wuyue said as tactfully as possible: "That...Mengmeng. How about we make peace with each other."

Ye Mengmeng cried: "Brother husband, please don't divorce me. As long as I can stay in Liu Mansion, I am willing to work as a horse for you. I don't want to go back to the Ye family, and I don't want to die. Wuwu... "

Liu Wuwu frowned, he also knew about Ye Mengmeng.

In the original novel, Ye Mengmeng has always been a little transparent.It only appeared once when Ye Ming destroyed the Ye family.

In order to highlight the rationality of Ye Ming's massacre of his relatives, Liu Wuwu described Ye Mengmeng as very miserable.

She is in her twenties, an age that should have been like a flower.But Ye Mengmeng...

Bald, gray hair, whip marks all over his body, and even his left eye was forcefully gouged out... These injuries were all caused by the Ye family.

Yes, as an author.Guoliu Wuwu also has to carry part of it.

But Ye Mengmeng is different from Long Xiaorou, she is Ye Ming's biological sister.

Liu Wuwu is not a bad person, but he is definitely not the Holy Mother.

If the brother-sister relationship between Ye Mengmeng and Ye Ming breaks out one day, cut off Liu Wuwu's head while he is sleeping and give it to Ye Ming to play as a ball.

Didn’t Liu Wuyue die unjustly?

Life is not an idol drama. In reality, it is best to avoid the bloody plot of falling in love with your enemy's sister.

Liu Wuwu: "How about...I send you to the Taixuan Saint Sect?"

Ye Ming was a bit of a beast as a human being, but he was not so beastly as to murder his own sister.

Ye Mengmeng shook her head without hesitation.

"Ye Ming is a man who is arrogant but has no plans. He gets carried away when he is proud and violent when he is frustrated. He is unsentimental and selfish. He conquers heaven and earth and conquers his parents. No one close to him will end well."

"If my husband sends me to the Taixuan Sect, I will die without a burial place within three years."

Liu Wuwu was stunned.

Isn’t this description too accurate?

This truth actually came from the mouth of a thirteen or fourteen-year-old child. This Ye Mengmeng is probably not a simple person.

After much thought, Liu Wuwu decided to send Ye Mengmeng to Tianji Pavilion in the Central Continent and asked Tianjizi to take care of him.

For Liu Wuwu, as long as he could send Ye Mengmeng away, everything was easy to discuss.

Ye Mengmeng was even more satisfied.

It's not like she really likes Liu Wuwu, so everyone is naturally happy to be able to use the Liu family as a platform to stay away from the Ye family.

Ye Mengmeng had a very happy day.

There is no need to live in fear, no need to worry about being hungry tomorrow, and more importantly, she has a future.

The next day

When leaving Dugu City, Ye Mengmeng knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times to Liu Wuwu.Because he exerted too much force, his forehead was bleeding.

Liu Wuwu wanted to help her stand up, but Ye Mengmeng refused: "Brother, I will never thank you for your kindness. Today's kindness is like rebirth. If it is useful in the future, I will use my place. I will never regret it, but I will repay you." kindness."

The atmosphere is here, it seems unreasonable not to give something away.

Liu Wuwu reached into his pocket, took out a storage bag, and handed it to Ye Mengmeng.

"There are twenty thousand spiritual stones here."

Ye Mengmeng was about to refuse, but was interrupted by Liu Wuwu.

Liu Wuwen: "You are still my wife in name. If I don't spend money to support you, I'm afraid you will be scolded to death by the female boxer."

Ye Mengmeng: "Female boxing?"

Liu Wuyou waved his hand, not bothering to explain: "They're just a group of insignificant people, don't take them seriously."

Watching Ye Mengmeng disappear into the distance.

Liu Wuwu squatted on the ground in pain, covering his chest, almost crying.

He was even chanting: "Don't go, please don't go."

Twelve had never seen Liu Wuwu like this before, and he was so distressed that he almost cried.

"Master, how about I go and get Madam back?"

Liu Wuwu waved his hands, crying.

"That's all, the spiritual stones sent out are like the water poured out. Please give me a break, I feel so sorry for you. This is a total of [-] spiritual stones. I am really a prodigal son..."

twelve:"......"

The sixth person who co-wrote this story is not feeling sorry for people, but for money?

......

Without money, Liu Wuyou always felt empty in his heart, as if he was missing something very important.

He lowered his head and looked at the horse's house. The old donkey was eating grass leisurely.No, I can't be the only one to be sad.

Liu Wuwu patted Ma Hu on the back.

"Stop eating and look up. I want to check your recent lessons."

Ma Hu: "Oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo ( (checks). Are you too lazy to eat farts?)"

Liu Wuwu frowned and pulled Twelve over: "You will be the translator."

Twelve nodded helplessly.

The following is the conversation between Liu Wuwu and Twelve after translation.

Liu Wuwu: "What have you learned recently?"

Ma Hu: "I recognized the Chinese characters and also learned to compose poems."

Liu Wuwen: "You know a few words, but what poems did you write?"

Ma Hu: "I know Yi Er San, and I can write about heaven, earth and people. After thinking about it for three days and three nights, I wrote a very satisfying poem called "Yong Snow"."

Liu Wuwu: "Oh, tell me."

cough......

Ma Hu first cleared his throat, then shook his head and muttered: "One piece, two pieces, three or four pieces, five pieces, six pieces, seven or eight pieces, nine pieces, ten pieces, eleven pieces, all of them were lost if they fell into the ditch. Boss, how are you, not bad. Bar?"

Liu Wuwu curled his lips: "It's a good thing you weren't born in the Qing Dynasty, otherwise you would definitely be made into a donkey meat hot pot."

"Little donkey, you have improved a lot intellectually. What about morally? Don't you have anything to say?"

Ma Hu nodded: "The teacher said it. Kill people and set fire to gold belts, build bridges and repair roads without corpses. As a human being... No, as a donkey, you should be ruthless. If you don't like it, just chop it to death. Cut the grass." If you don't remove the root, the spring breeze will blow and it will grow again, and the wildfire will burn your whole family to death. Anyway, just one word, and it's over."

Liu Wuwu wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"Twelve, go back and hang up Mr. Private School and give him a good beating. What the hell did he teach you?"