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

The cave was pitch black, and you couldn't see your hand in front of you. But compared to the black fog of the Demon Abyss, this was nothing. It was just pure darkness without any light.

A cluster of flames burst out from Song Ji's palm and he walked in.

The bright fireworks illuminated the cave, which was extremely humid. Snakes, rats, insects and ants were crawling in the darkness. They fled in all directions when they were touched by the flames.

Spider webs were everywhere, densely packed together, and there were more and more of them as you went deeper, even blocking the way forward. But once the fire started, they all disappeared.

The deeper Song Ji walked into the place, the more he felt that it was like a complicated maze. As he walked, he actually got lost. If he went deeper, he was afraid that he would not even be able to find the way out.

Unexpectedly, this cave looks not very big from the outside, but it is very large inside, with many passages connected in all directions. It is not easy to find the evil cultivator hiding in the depths.

Song Ji wanted to teleport but didn't know where to teleport, and said in distress: "You are quite good at hiding, so I will let you live a few more days."

He quickly left the place and returned to the entrance of the cave. He formed seals with his hands to seal the place and prevent the demon cultivator from escaping.

Song Ji thought that maybe Shi Biao, the bandit leader, knew something, so they could capture him and ask him.

At the same time, an uninvited guest came to the village.

She was a graceful woman with a gold hairpin on her forehead, a thin white gauze covering half of her face, and a white fairy dress with golden bird feather patterns embroidered on the cuffs and neckline, highlighting her noble status.

"Is he from Fengling Sect? Judging from his attire, he is an inner sect disciple. His status is not low, and I think his cultivation is also not low."

"But what is she doing here? Fengling Sect shouldn't have any missions that require an inner sect disciple to come here."

Lin Qingbai held his chin with his hand and asked in confusion.

Song Ling'er was standing next to him, and she didn't understand any of this either.

Song Ling'er was holding a steamed bun made by Song Ji. She took a bite to calm herself down, and said with a silly expression, "I don't know."

But she knew that the woman in front of her with an immortal appearance was definitely more powerful than her. She didn't know what she wanted to do by gathering so many people together, even the bandit leader Shi Biao showed up.

Now Shi Biao was talking to the woman in a servile manner, but no one knew what he was talking about.

Song Ling'er approached Lin Qingbai and asked in a low voice: "Who is she? She is so beautiful. Can you hear them talking?"

This was the first time she had seen such a beautiful woman since she came to the world of immortal cultivation. Although she was wearing a veil, the veil was so thin that it looked as if she was not wearing any, and it could not hide her beautiful face at all.

Lin Qingbai shook his head and said, "How could I hear it? I have no cultivation. Didn't you notice that there was a barrier around those two people? It's normal that we couldn't hear the sound. That woman didn't want us to know."

He stroked his chin and said, "But that woman is really beautiful. It's the first time I've seen such a beautiful woman. She's much prettier than you."

Song Ling'er's face fell, and she said unhappily, "Don't flatter one and trample on the other."

Lin Qingbai said "Oh" and glanced at Song Ling'er, then glanced at the woman in the white dress not far away, and muttered: "She is indeed not as pretty as her, I'm just telling the truth..."

"you--"

Song Ling'er was getting angry when Song Ji suddenly appeared.

Her attention was immediately drawn to Song Ji. She saw Song Ji step into the barrier easily, and then the three people started chatting.

Song Ling'er and Lin Qingbai, who were standing aside, were completely ignored.

Song Ling'er: "Do you know what the three of them said?"

Lin Qingbai: "If I knew, I wouldn't be standing here with you like an idiot."

Song Ling'er: "Then what do you think is the relationship between the three of them?"

Lin Qingbai: "I don't know, I won't guess."

He wouldn't waste time guessing about such boring things.

Song Ling'er asked again: "Then what do you think we are doing here? Are we here to be decorations for them?"

She looked around and saw that all the bandits in the village were standing there, including the cooks and doctors. It looked like a grand scene, but she didn't know what they were doing.

Regarding this question, Lin Qingbai answered honestly: "I don't know either."

If he knew the reason, he wouldn't be standing here stupidly with these people.

"When the time comes, ask Song Linbei. Didn't you get married to him? He can't hide it from you, right?"

Lin Qingbai gave pertinent advice.

But Song Ling'er said "Ah" and asked back: "How can I ask him? What if he doesn't want to say it?"

Hearing this, Lin Qingbai made a "tsk" sound and signaled her with his eyes to look at the woman among the three people inside.

Song Ling'er looked over obediently.

She didn't understand what he meant: "What's wrong?"

"Question! Question!" Lin Qingbai held his forehead and said, "Your husband stood and chatted with such a beautiful woman, leaving you, his wife, aside and not caring about him... You make trouble for him, and then use this incident to ask other questions."

Song Ling'er suddenly realized and asked, "What if he refuses to answer?"

Lin Qingbai said helplessly: "Are you a woman? You wouldn't do such a thing. If he is willing to answer you, just ask him if he has done anything to offend you. Anyway, he is just being unreasonable, and he will definitely give you an explanation."

Song Ling'er suddenly realized, it's just... being unreasonable?

She seriously corrected him, "This is not unreasonable. I don't need to find reasons to do things. I just do it when I want to. How can it be called unreasonable?"

Lin Qingbai: “…”

It was obvious that she knew how to be unreasonable.

Little did she know that in Song Ling'er's heart, she still had the thoughts of a devil. The devil itself did not exist so it had to find a reason to make trouble. If it wanted to make trouble, it would just make trouble. Why did it need to find a reason?

While the two of them were chatting, the three people in the barrier also ended their conversation.

The barrier disappears.

Song Ji spoke first: "You go and see Miss Yingxue off the mountain. I have a wife to take care of, so I won't accompany you."

After saying that, he walked towards Song Ling'er, put his arms around her and walked away in a swagger.

The bandit leader Shi Biao, to whom he gave the order, responded with a loud "yes", then bent over and pointed at the entrance to the village and said, "Miss Yingxue, please come in."

Lin Qingbai, who was ignored by everyone, started to think.

Snow?

Feng Ling Sect...

His eyes suddenly lit up.

Isn’t the name of the Fengling Sect’s leader’s precious daughter Jiang Yingxue?

Moreover, this girl is extremely intelligent and has reached the Spirit Transformation Stage at such a young age. I think it won’t be long before she will be able to transcend the tribulation and ascend to heaven.

If I have her help, wouldn't it be easy for me to destroy this bandit nest? Wouldn't it be easier than finding a way from the stupid Song Ling'er?

Lin Qingbai's eyes changed slightly and he followed.

……

the other side.

Song Ling'er, who was taken away by Song Ji, had not yet started to act unreasonably before Song Ji closed the door and honestly confessed everything.

"My dear wife, please don't misunderstand me. I have nothing to do with that woman. I am not familiar with her at all. I just saved her when I was trying to kill the evil demon. Who knew she would fall in love with me because of this? I don't like her at all!"

"I don't know where she got the information. She actually knew that I came here and asked the bandit leader to call all of you out, fearing that I changed my appearance and hid here. In fact, all this was just her wishful thinking."

"In my eyes, there is only you, my little wife. You are much prettier than her, and I only like you."

Song Ling'er didn't need to ask, she knew everything she wanted to know.

Just as she was trying to find fault, Song Ji raised his hand and swore, "I have just talked to her and told her to give up that idea. I only like my young wife in this life. I can swear! If I really do something to let you down, I will be struck by lightning and die a miserable death!"

Okay, now Song Ling'er's mouth is completely blocked.

Song Ling'er thought that Lin Qingbai's idea was really bad, both bad and useless.

Before she had time to get into the right mood, Song Ji broke the atmosphere.

Song Ling'er had an indescribable feeling now, like a child who was planning to make a scene to ask her parents to buy her candied haws, but before she even started to make a scene, her parents thoughtfully bought the candied haws and handed them to her.

She could only say dryly: "Well, I believe you."

"By the way, wife, are you still angry with me for that day?"

Song Ji held her hand and pretended to be pitiful and said, "You know, I lost my parents when I was young, and no one taught me many things, so I..."

Before he could finish his words.

Song Ling'er interrupted him: "Okay, I'm not angry anymore, I understand you."

Song Ji succeeded in playing the victim.

Song Ji was secretly happy in his heart, but he still had to pretend on the surface. With tears in his eyes, he said, "I knew that you, my little wife, are a gentle and considerate person."

Then he leaned into Song Ling'er's arms softly and said weakly, "My dear wife, the floor is so cold. Can I sleep on your bed? Ahem..."

He coughed twice with his hands covering his lips, then covered his mouth, then coughed several more times with muffled sound, pretending to be pitiful.

"I may have caught a cold, but it shouldn't be a problem. My dear wife, please stay away from me. I won't affect you. I'll just continue to sleep on the floor, cough cough..."

Song Ji pretended to stand up, but before he was halfway up, he fell back into Song Ling'er's arms and coughed deliberately.

Seeing how weak he was, Song Ling'er felt sympathy for him: "How about you tonight..."

"Okay, I'll sleep with you tonight!" Song Ji immediately agreed.

Song Ling'er was confused. No, she hadn't finished speaking.

Before she could react, Song Ji changed from the person being hugged to the person hugging her, hugged her and gave her a big kiss.

He smiled and leaned on Song Ling'er's shoulder, saying lovingly: "I know that my little wife loves me the most!"

Song Ling'er, who did nothing and said nothing, looked confused.

"Oh, my dear, I have something to do these days. I may not be able to accompany you during the day, but I will accompany you at night. If you want to see me, just ring the bell and I will definitely show up."

Song Ji used his hand to move the bell tied around Song Ling'er's waist, injecting some fairy energy into it.

Song Ling'er shook her head curiously, and after hearing the sound of the bell on her waist, she heard another bell sound.

She looked over and saw the bell in Song Ji's hand.

"Eh? Why do you have a bell too?"

Song Ling'er reached out, took the bell from Song Ji's hand, shook it, and felt it was very novel. It was another bell she had never seen before.

Song Ji looked at her with a gentle gaze and a smile as he explained, "This is a fairy bell. It can be used for tracking and sending messages. Now I have tied it to your bell with fairy power. You can shake your bell to call me at any time."

Song Ling'er took off the bell from her waist and touched it with his fairy bell. She asked curiously, "Can I call you over even if I'm fine?"

Song Ji nodded.

He said, "You can see me anytime you want."

Song Ling'er returned his fairy bell to him: "Where did you get this fairy bell?"

Song Ji said indifferently: "A dead thing gave it to me."

Afraid that Song Ling'er would continue to ask, he added: "That person is not important."

"My dear wife, if you like, I have many bells here, and I can give them all to you."

Song Ji waved his hand, and a hill of bells appeared on the ground, which was dazzling to look at.

Song Ling'er exclaimed "Wow!" It was the first time she saw so many bells, big and small, and each one looked different, with so many varieties.

She went over and picked up a bunch of them, then asked, "Where did you find so many bells?"

Song Ji smiled and said casually, "I collected some when I was bored, and thought that when I see you one day, I will find a reason to give them all to you, so that you won't be embarrassed to ask others for a bell you like in the future."

He pointed at the bells and said, "There should only be these bells in the world of immortal cultivation at present. There are no bells that I haven't seen. If you see a new bell you like in the future, just tell me. I will shamelessly get it for you."

Song Ling'er flipped through the collection casually and felt that the number of bells was frightening. It seemed that no one in the world of immortal cultivation had so many different bells like him.

She asked, "Have you been looking for a long time?"

Song Ji shook his head: "Not long ago, I saved it all in my spare time, it didn't take much time."

Song Ling'er went over to hug him, kissed his face, and said happily: "Thank you!"

She was not a fool, so how could she not see that Song Ji was lying? With so many different bells, it was impossible for him to do it unintentionally. It was obvious that he put a lot of effort into it and he had deliberately looked for it.

These bells are all well preserved and show no signs of use, which shows that Song Ji doesn't like playing with bells at all and just puts them away as soon as he finds them.

Song Ji smiled and said, "As long as you like it."

He originally found them for his wife, thinking that if he really could not enter the Demon Abyss, he would throw these bells in one by one to please his wife.

See your wife once a day for one bell, don't give it all to her at once, or you might miss her later.

Song Ling'er was immersed in joy and completely forgot to ask Song Ji what he was going to do during the day. All she could see was the bell he gave her.

She thought that when she took these bells back to her grandma, she would definitely be very happy!

……

Since Song Ji successfully pleased his wife, he naturally received a reward from her at night. He went to bed smoothly and no longer had to sleep on the floor, saying goodbye to the life of sleeping on the floor.

However, the real demon in the cave will always be a hazard if it remains, so it must be eliminated as soon as possible.

Afterwards, Song Ji thought so as he held his soft little wife nestled in his arms.

So the next day, he asked Shi Biao to lead the way and they went to the cave together.

Because Shi Biao said he knew the way.

Coming to the stone cave again, Song Ji could still feel the demonic energy of the real devil in the cave, but it was a little unstable, and Shi Biao's expression was also a little subtle.

This isn't quite right.

The fireworks in Song Ji's palm flickered, and his face flickered as well, his eyes lingering on Shi Biao who was leading the way in front.

"Immortal, we are almost there. The deepest part of the cave is ahead."

Shi Biao pointed to a cave in front and said with a simple and honest look on his face.

Song Ji responded indifferently and followed him into the cave.

As soon as the two stepped in, there was a loud noise behind them, and a stone door appeared, directly blocking the entrance of the cave.

Shi Biao said in horror: "My Immortal! You may have accidentally stepped on some mechanism that caused this stone door to appear... This is the end, we may be trapped here to death!"

"Oh."

Song Ji said indifferently, "If you die, then die. I won't be the only one to die anyway."

Shi Biao flattered: "How can my life be compared with your life, immortal?"

Song Ji was a little annoyed. He put away his usual playful smile and his brows became sharp.

"Okay, stop pretending."

"Has anyone ever told you that your acting is really bad?"