Surprise! The popular villain is actually Long Aotian's wife

(Read the previous chapter first)

(Currently these few chapters are all memories, memories of Yue when he was sleeping)

(When the child grows up, he will always think of his cute appearance when he was little)

(mainly connected with the following content)

Just let him make a fuss, how can this little clingy kid cause any trouble?

When meteorites land, they carry heavenly fire with them. This heavenly fire is difficult to remove, and even after landing, it still burns fiercely and is difficult to extinguish.

Qi Wu Yue calculated with his fingers and predicted that it would rain in three days.

Rain comes from the sky, so it is naturally heavenly water.

When water falls from the sky, the power of the heavenly fire will be reduced by at least half.

Therefore, many sword cultivators who came to obtain meteorites were waiting, waiting for the rain to fall, and taking the opportunity to try to get the meteorites.

Southern Xinjiang has built a circle of inns around the fallen meteorite, charging exorbitant prices. You can stay there if you want, or not. If you don't stay there, you'll be left outside to feed the insects at night.

The dark side is blatant and unconcealed.

The sword cultivators stayed in the expensive inn and hoped for rain, cursing and swearing. They had to curse secretly and did not dare to speak loudly.

Qi Wu Yue moved into the unique and luxurious Tianzi upper room with a little snowflake that was having a quarrel with him.

The Eighteen Holy Attendants always work in shifts.

This time, Eleven and Seventeen followed.

Seventeen is a sword cultivator, so the meteorite is naturally useful to her, so she came. (The one who peels sweet potatoes into handicrafts)

Eleven is a lazy and unreliable person who is not serious about cultivation and is good at tinkering with all kinds of strange and weird poisonous insects.

Shiyi Mian, whose real name is Qingyu.

He is lazy and gluttonous, waiting for death, and is not willing to practice. Among the eighteen holy servants, he has the lowest level of cultivation. (The one who peels sweet potatoes like a dog)

She had recently trained a poisonous insect to pretend to be lame, so every day she was keen on using her poisonous insect to pretend to be lame to offend the sword practitioners coming and going downstairs.

Although this guy has no ambition and only wants to enjoy his retirement and wait for death, he is indeed one of the Five Veins Saint Maidens.

Her natal poisonous insect is a centipede.

Variety: Ruby Beauty Emperor.

Her name is Yu Yu.

The characteristic is that there are too many legs to count.

The centipede pretended to be lame, which was unbelievable and he did it with ease.

She was looking around the inn, and when she saw someone with some nice clothes and magical tools, she bumped into him.

Yu Yu fell out of her sleeve with great acting skills, broke one of the centipede's legs, and lay on the ground pitifully with one of its legs limping.

Eleven rushed over again, crying and shouting, picked up her Yu Yu, and cried while wiping her tears.

"My Yu Yu~ My poor little Yu Yu~"

"Oh my god, my legs are broken!"

"You bastard! You have to compensate me for Yu Yu's leg! You have to compensate me for Yu Yu's medical expenses!"

The swordsman who was hit by a scam was really scared in his heart. He bumped into someone and broke the centipede's leg.

No compensation? This is southern Xinjiang.

The leg that was broken was actually that of an imperial-level poisonous insect.

No matter from which perspective...it is better to lose money to avoid disaster.

After all, if you don't take good care of this big insect's legs, you might be fed by someone who holds a grudge. What if you attract a group of centipede brothers to bite you in the middle of the night...

Spending money can ward off disasters. Spending money can ward off disasters.

The swordsman solemnly stuffed a bag of spirit crystals into Eleven's hands and repeatedly instructed: "Buy more bone-replenishing spirit medicines and give them to this...centipede queen. Take good care of her legs and try to grow more legs."

Eleven snapped his fingers, tapped the sword cultivator with his hand, and raised his eyebrows: "Young man, be sensible and sensible."

"Come on, Yu Yu, shake hands with someone."

Not to mention, Yu Yu’s acting skills are really great when she pretends to be lame.

He blackmails everyone he encounters.

"Sister, you've blackmailed me twice! Can you find someone else to blackmail me?" This is a devastated swordsman.

Eleven crossed his arms: "What are you talking about! Doesn't it cost money for us Yu Yu to raise our legs?"

Yu Yu nodded her little head.

Eleven said angrily: "I tell you, the one that was lame that time was the ninety-eighth leg, and the one that is lame now is the one hundred and sixty-fifth leg. They are different, you have to pay for it!"

Eleven took the centipede and went around trying to scam people, while Seventeen stayed beside Qi Wu Yue with a cold face and a sword in his arms.

Seventeen had a cold face, Lingzi had a cold face, and there were two other cold faces beside them, one big and one small.

Qi Wu Yue: Tsk, it's really boring to watch. It's not as interesting as watching a centipede scamming someone.

At night, although someone didn't speak, he still slept with his brother.

He had a delicate and cute little face and was climbing on the bed.

Not only did she climb into bed as usual, but she also snuggled into Qi Wu Yue's arms as usual.

Then he turned over and faced away from Qi Wu Yue.

Qi Wu Yue: ...

She slept while sticking to him, but turned her back to him awkwardly.

Qi Wu Yue: Haha, you are so beautiful.

So I pretended to kick him off the bed accidentally in the middle of the night.

If you have the ability, sleep in separate beds.

Lingzi silently got up from the ground and climbed onto the bed by turning over her legs.

Repeat the above steps again, snuggle into Qi Wu Yue's arms, then turn over and turn her little butt towards Qi Wu Yue.

It fully illustrates what it means to have backbone, but not much.

Qi Wu Yue: ...

Kick again.

Lingzi: Still got up silently, patted his butt, and prepared to climb into bed.

Just when Lingzi was about to climb into bed again, Qi Wu Yue opened his eyes and looked at him with a smile.

Lingzi: “…”

Halfway through climbing onto the bed, his legs silently slid down.

He changed the direction to go to bed where Qi Wu Yue couldn't see him.

There was a slight sound of clothes rubbing against each other, and a sudden heat was felt behind my waist.

He stuck to Qi Wu Yue's lower back.

Noticing that he was about to turn over again, Qi Wu Yue gritted his teeth: "Don't point your butt at me."

Someone's movement to turn over suddenly froze.

He stopped moving.

After a long time, Qi Wu Yue felt a heat at the back of his waist, and his tears wet his thin inner garment.

Really, he feels so aggrieved.

Qi Wu Yue stood up, brought the person to him, and lowered his eyes to look at the sobbing little crybaby: "Why are you crying?"

"You can tease me for days just to tease a child. You've really become very capable."

"Since you have a backbone, you said you won't bite me anymore, won't pinch my face, and won't pay attention to me. Isn't that a good thing? Why are you crying?"

Someone had tears hanging on his eyelashes, and as he dropped little pearls, he looked pitiful and said with reason, "I just didn't let my brother bite me for three days. Now it's over, you can bite me now."

Qi Wu Yue laughed: Oh, you are still checking the days and making trouble according to the time.

He leaned back on the soft pillow, lowered his eyes nonchalantly, and stroked the folds on the edge of his sleeves.

"Oh, but I don't want to bite it."

"As you wish, I won't bite you again."

Looking at someone's heartbroken expression, he continued to add slowly: "I don't pinch my face anymore. It's probably because I haven't pinched it in the past few days. I don't think about it anymore. I guess I gave up this habit unconsciously."

It is conceivable how powerful these words are. To Lingzi, it was like a bolt from the blue.

“No…No…”

The little pearls on Lingzi's neck fell down, her round phoenix eyes were moist, the tip of her little nose was red, and tears fell one by one.

Qi Wu Yue was indeed soft-hearted.

Softened by crying.

He is indeed a man who is soft-hearted and will not tolerate tough situations. If you confront him, he will fight you to the end. But if you give in, especially to such a pitiful tearful attack, he will unconsciously soften his heart.

Besides, Qi Wu Yue was just angry that he didn't let her pinch his face.

This is the greatest pleasure for the Southern Emperor.

Don't pinch me! And take his hand away!

Oh, sure.

Qi Wu Yue seemed to be sneering calmly, but he was actually sulking.

Now someone was crying and begging for forgiveness, not only holding his hand and letting it be pinched on the face, but also crying so sadly.

The poor little thing is really unbearable to look at.

I feel soft-hearted after watching it.

"Brother, hold me, brother, hold me~"

When someone was a child, he was very good at dropping small pearls.

He has a very good eye shape, a delicate and sharp bridge of the nose, and the depression formed by the eye sockets and the bridge of the nose is perfect for storing tears.

The lower eyelids and even the inner side of the fundus are easily red, giving a feeling of sadness as if they are about to bleed.

The flooding water light blurred the phoenix's eyes, both of which were moist, red and bright.

Her eyelashes are long and straight, hanging down like a small fan.

Her eyes were filled with tears, she opened them sadly, little pearls fell one by one, and then her eyelashes covered her eyes.

The tears may even slide and drip along the eyelashes.

His long eyelashes were hung with little pearls, and when he blinked dazedly and pitifully, the little pearls fell to the ground.

Nangong Ling saw the little clingy girl cry so beautifully once and exclaimed wow.

sighed.

She looks so stunning when crying at such a young age. If she were unfaithful in love, she would bring harm to so many people in the future.

Moonfall: Why is it called a disaster?

In fact, what she meant was that there were few people in southern Xinjiang who were loyal to their lovers, and the Gu girls called it the pursuit of normal freshness.

Yueluo has a strange naivety about emotional common sense, or even paranoia.

Nangong Ling misunderstood, so she tried to explain to her: "This is hard to describe. How can I put it? It's Xiao Ling'er's eyes, full of affection."

Although Yueluo must not understand what deep love is.

Yueluo said bluntly, "No way, he usually thinks you are just like a noisy sparrow."

People with simple minds often have the most sensitive perceptions.

Nangong Ling: ...

Yueluo frowned and thought, "It seems that he only acts so much when he is looking at the emperor."

Return tea.

She could always vaguely sense that a certain seemingly well-behaved little clingy creature actually had something...ambitious in mind.

He has a very similar yet not identical obsession with her and a fanatical love for the emperor.

However, compared to Yueluo who would be very happy and satisfied as long as she could see Huang, his possessiveness was stronger.

Therefore, the most obvious manifestation is that he wishes he could stick to the emperor for twelve hours.

Yueduwei, a simple, natural and straightforward tea, is designed to break the mind of a certain green tea girl.

But Qi Wu Yue couldn't see it.

Someone's little pearls fell, each one crystal clear, hanging on the eyelashes, about to fall.

For a moment, words like “pitiful and charming”, “silent”, and “loving eyes” seemed weak compared to this one.

Qi Wu Yue couldn't help but feel completely soft-hearted and hugged him in his arms.

Lingzi nestled in the crook of Qi Wu Yue's neck and cried, making his fair collarbone wet, as if she had suffered some great injustice and was complaining.

"She bit her brother's hair, so I want to bite it too."

He buried his face in Qi Wu Yue's fragrant silver hair.

The beautiful silver hair is cool, smooth and fragrant, more pleasing to the eye than any shark gauze or satin.

Qi Wu Yue let him act like a spoiled child, but couldn't help but complain: "Are you a little too jealous? Hmm?"

"She's only one month old. She doesn't know anything. She bites anything she catches. You're already seven years old—"

Before he could finish his words, someone started crying and accusing.

"I'm seven years old now and my brother doesn't like me anymore. You really like the younger one more!"

"You really do prefer younger children's faces."

"I've grown up, my face isn't easy to pinch anymore, and my brother doesn't like me anymore. My brother doesn't want to pinch my face anymore, right?"

Qi Wu Yue: I still think about it.

But to be honest, I felt better when I was a kid...

But what could he say? Qi Wu Yue said helplessly: "Bite it, bite it. She has bitten it before, so you should bite it too."

The child is so petty and always quibbles over every penny.

If it wasn't fair, he would keep crying like this.

As soon as these words were spoken, someone stopped crying and slowly moved closer to the silver hair that fell beside Qi Wu Yue's earlobe.

The small white earlobe is faintly visible among the hair.

He pursed his lips and leaned on his brother's shoulder, his delicate little face nestled in the silver hair.

My brother’s hair is slightly cool, and its color and touch are different from those of ordinary people. It is like silver hair, smooth as water, and has the luster of a waxing moon.

He touched and felt it bit by bit from his lips.

The silver hair slowly stroked along the lip line, feeling itchy.

The cool hair aroused the heat of his lips, and saliva was secreted unconsciously. He stretched out the tip of his tongue to trace along the silver hair, and the strand of hair he licked was stained with wet stains.

Unable to resist wanting more, he opened his mouth and took more of Qi Wu Yue's silver hair into his mouth, biting on it and absorbing the fragrance.

There was obsession in the phoenix's eyes.

It smells good, and there is a pleasant aroma between the wings of the nose.

Qi Wu Yue was a little worried that his hair would be messed up by him, so he stretched out a hand, grabbed Lingzi's head, and tried to pull him off.

The man was pulled away from his shoulders, but he was still holding a lock of his silver hair in his mouth, biting his hair like a puppy, looking at Qi Wu Yue with innocent eyes.

I don’t know how much hair he bit into his mouth, his cheeks were bulging.

He blinked, then watched Qi Wu Yue chew twice.

Qi Wu Yue narrowed his eyes unkindly: "Are you eating cold dishes here?"

Someone hugged Qi Wu Yue's neck and stuck close to him again. He exhaled soft breath from his nose and hummed like a puppy, with a hint of pride in his voice.

"Brother said he would give it to me to bite~"

So you can’t go back on your words.

Qi Wuyue admitted that his hair was quite effective as a cooling mat. In the summer, it was cool and smooth when spread out, which was a great way to avoid the heat.

But if you bite...

He didn't understand what was so biting about this thing.

Will it taste good?

I really don't understand why there are people who are so clingy these days who are willing to fight for it.

The hot little head on his shoulder arched back and forth, biting his hair and sticking to him like a melting rice cake spirit.

Qi Wu Yue kind of wanted to spank his little butt.

"Are you a puppy? You can chew something and hold it in your mouth for a long time."

Lingzi originally wanted to say softly that he was his brother's puppy.

As a result, Qi Wuyue's next sentence was:

"Just bite it twice, your saliva is all over my hair."

The fantasy that had just risen in his mind was shattered to pieces by this sentence.

He was in high spirits, but his brother was in a dilemma... there was his saliva on his hair.

Lingzi's heart broke into pieces: He dislikes my saliva!

He even used his fingers to wipe the saliva of that little annoying girl, and he didn't even despise her!