Villain, be good! I'm here to give birth to a baby [Quick Wear]

Shi Biao was stunned.

He couldn't figure it out for a moment. Was the immortal robbing him?

He, a bandit leader, was robbed?

Was he a bandit or was he the other party? Shouldn't an immortal be a noble person who is clean-handed and untainted by the mundane world?

"Oh, right. Seeing how festive the decorations outside are, today should be the day for you to choose your bride, right? How about this, I'll be a good person to the end, and you just hand over the money obediently, and I'll help you choose your wife as well. What do you think? Isn't it fair?"

The young man in white's words made Shi Biao's mind even more confused. Not only was he unable to turn around, he also fell directly into the ditch and couldn't get out.

Is this immortal going to rob his wealth and then rob his woman?

Seeing that no one spoke, the young man in white frowned: "Why, do you think it's unfair?"

Shi Biao came back to his senses, and with his bruised and bloody face, he smiled flatteringly, "Fair, fair, especially fair! I obey, I admit it!"

The young man in white nodded with satisfaction: "That's right. I hate forcing people to submit. Can't we just talk it out? Why bother to use force? It hurts the relationship."

"Be fair and just. Just give me all your things. After all, I'm not someone who doesn't want anything. Why would I leave anything for you?"

Shi Biao: “…”

For the first time, he felt that the immortal cultivators were more like demon cultivators than he, a demon cultivator. Aren't they simply relying on their higher cultivation levels to rob him?

But he didn't dare to resist, so he could only obey and give all the money in his village to the other party. Some valuable treasures were also taken away by the other party.

If you don’t know him, you might think he’s a bandit leader pretending to be a good man and helping poor monks.

……

When Shi Biao led the young men in white to search the village for their valuables, many of the younger brothers in the village began to discuss in whispers.

"Hey, what's wrong with our village chief? Why is he running around the village with a pretty boy? And that pretty boy even dared to put the village chief's favorite Blue Moon Sword into his storage bag in front of the village chief. Isn't he afraid that the village chief will get angry and chop him down?"

"I don't know. Anyway, judging from the village chief's expression, he shouldn't dare to be mean to that pretty boy. The village chief chooses a bride every year, and every year he chooses a bride. This year, the brides offered by those villages should be arriving at the village soon, but the village chief is trying to please a pretty boy. Do you think there is a possibility? I mean it's possible that the one our village chief likes is... Do you understand?"

"I don't really understand. That pretty boy is good-looking, but I don't think the village leader would suddenly fall in love with a man, right? And he loves this man so wholeheartedly, so madly and insanely... That pretty boy is about to empty our village of everything."

"..."

The small bandits in the village had many different opinions and made wild guesses in various directions. It was not until the brides entered the village that they stopped discussing the abnormal village chief and the pretty boy beside him today.

Song Ling'er was mixed in with these brides. Only after the doctor felt her pulse was she allowed to follow the bride in front of her into the village. She felt that there was something strange in this bandit's nest.

What exactly is strange about it?

She looked left and right, but didn't see anything valuable in this bandit's den. She went into a yard where the brides were housed, but there was nothing valuable there either. It looked very shabby, and even the bowls they were given to drink water from were broken.

Are all the bandits so poor nowadays?

Song Ling'er didn't understand. She had always thought that being a bandit who robbed and raped people would make one very rich. But now it seems that the reality is very different from what she thought.

After arranging the brides in the yard, the bandits locked the door and left, because the village chief would choose his brides at night, and now they wanted to tell the village chief the doctor's pulse diagnosis results.

After the bandits left, one of the brides inside suddenly started crying. With one bride taking the lead, the brides started crying one after another. The crying was so loud that it hurt Song Ling'er's eardrums.

At this time, someone pulled Song Ling'er's sleeve.

Song Ling'er turned around and asked in surprise, "Why are you here?"

Because the person who came was Lin Qingbai, who was disguised as a sedan bearer.

Lin Qingbai covered her mouth and whispered, "Shh, keep your voice down, I came here secretly."

"I don't know what's going on with these bandits today. They're all chatting one by one. They seem to be talking about something like the village chief falling in love with a man? It's weird."

So it was easy for him to climb over the wall and sneak in.

"Ah? That bandit leader likes men?" Song Ling'er said regretfully, "If I had known earlier, I would have let you be the bride. I'm not a man."

Lin Qingbai resisted the urge to roll his eyes and explained, "That bandit leader definitely can't like men. It's just that those bandits are talking about this matter today for some reason. Maybe it's because there's a handsome young man next to the bandit leader?"

"Handsome? Young man?"

Song Ling'er scratched her head. She felt like she couldn't understand what the other person was saying.

Seeing that she was confused, Lin Qingbai quickly said, "Don't worry about that young man. I saw him on the way here. He looks good and is of decent height, but his overall body size is not even half that of the bandit leader. The bandit leader could knock him away with one punch. There is no point in just looking at him. He is not worth our attention."

Song Ling'er: "Oh."

Song Ling'er: "Who should we focus on then?"

Lin Qingbai said without hesitation: "That must be the bandit leader."

Song Ling'er nodded and asked, "Then why did you come to see me?"

Lin Qingbai blushed for no apparent reason and stammered, "I'm here to give you something good."

good stuff?

Lin Qingbai took out a book from his arms and gave it to her. Song Ling'er took it ignorantly and opened it.

Her face suddenly flushed, and she threw the book far away, hesitating even more than Lin Qingbai just now: "You...I...you...are shameless!"

Lin Qingbai went over to pick up the book, forced it into her hands, and said with shame, "Take a closer look. The bandit leader looks tall and strong. You two will sleep together tonight... If you learn this, you will get hurt less."

"I do not want!"

Song Ling'er rejected him straightforwardly.

She said seriously, "I'm not really going to marry him, so I won't learn this."

Seeing that he was still so naive, Lin Qingbai advised earnestly: "You are just a small Foundation Establishment cultivator. You can't deal with that bandit leader at all. If you don't obey, you will be the one who will suffer. Which bandit is playing the gentleman game with you? If you don't want to be touched, they will really not touch you? You should learn something and suffer less."

Song Ling'er still refused: "I won't learn. I have someone I like, and I won't really marry him. My body is only for the person I like!"

She is a very principled person!

Now it was Lin Qingbai's turn to be surprised: "Who do you like? Since you have someone you like, why didn't you tell him earlier that you wanted to stay pure for him? Why didn't you refuse my suggestion that you pretend to be the bride?"

Song Ling'er said honestly: "Because you said it was pretending, then it's fake." Why would you reject something that's fake?

Lin Qingbai covered his face and said helplessly: "My sister, when I said pretending to be a bride, I meant you being a 'fake' bride, not you being a 'fake couple' with that bandit leader."

To put it simply, except for the identity of the bride, which is fake, everything else is real.

Song Ling'er didn't care, she insisted: "Anyway, I don't want to really get married."

Lin Qingbai rubbed his brows, his face sad: "It's too late, what's the point of you saying it now? Unless the bandit leader didn't choose you."

He suddenly raised his head and asked, "Do you think it would be useful if I scratched your face now?"

The answer is obviously no.