Really not a villain

Dead silence.

Falling into this ambiguous position twice in one day, Mu Jiangling's ears felt soft and hot involuntarily, and he finally recovered his voice: "You...you told me to leave in the tower, with evil intentions..."

"Is it?"

"Well, can you please speak well..."

"I can't." Ying Chen lay on his shoulder, maybe it was because of his injury, his voice was a bit lazy, "I don't have the strength to speak loudly."

Mu Jiangling was choked up by this reason and had nothing to say, so he simply gave up struggling.

It's just a hug, and it won't lose a piece of meat.

He continued: "Since you are immortal, even Jiaolong can't do anything to you. If I really leave, after a few days you get out of trouble, it can be regarded as the agreement has been broken. With your ability, one After a month, it should be easy to take away the Sanqingguo without anyone noticing. Then I have suffered a great loss, and there is no place to cry, you really..."

He thought for a long time before uttering a word: "The mind is vicious."

Ying Chen: "Oh."

Mu Jiangling: "Oh what, let me tell you, next time you plan on me like this, I, I..."

He asked me for a long time, but he couldn't figure out why, so he said dejectedly, "I can't do anything about it."

Ying Chen: "But you didn't leave."

With a slightly doubtful tone, he raised his head and said slowly, "It shouldn't be."

At that time, Mu Jiangling didn't know that he was "immortal and immortal", so he had no reason not to leave.

Without the support of Mu Jiangling's shoulders, he was a little shaky, as if he would fall down in the next moment.

too close.

Mu Jiangling was afraid that he would hit his face directly, so he hurriedly supported him, and said helplessly, "I just didn't go, and I didn't go, maybe I'm stupid, or I'm in a good mood, why are you asking the bottom line like this? Is it normal for me to leave you and run away? Even if most mortals are like this, you are still a god, since you are a god, you have seen all kinds of vicissitudes in the world, and see one or two different ones, why should you be surprised?"

Ying Chen was thoughtful: "...not bad."

Let him think about it, Mu Jiangling checked his body roughly, except for some bumps and scratches, it was a troublesome internal injury, a burst of fatigue hit him, and he yawned continuously: "I'm sleepy, do you want to sleep for a while, sleep until night?" Just pick up some clothes in the city to change. Originally there were a few changes of clothes in the package, but unfortunately Taoyuan Township discovered my traces, and it was estimated that they were taken away by the innkeeper."

Ying Chen said: "Go to sleep."

Mu Jiangling didn't feel that there was anything wrong with these words, so he leaned against the tree next to him and fell asleep until the sun went down.

I slept very well this time, and after waking up, I didn’t feel dizzy or stuffy in my chest, and my Qi and blood flowed smoothly, but——

He got up, feeling extremely confused: "How could I sleep in your arms?"

Ying Chen: "You fell asleep by yourself."

But, even if the two were sitting next to each other under the tree, and I dishonestly fell towards Yingchen, I should be pushed away, right? !Mu Jiangling suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and suddenly realized: "You fell asleep, no wonder you didn't notice."

Ying Chen: "..."

Mu Jiangling patted off the grass clippings on his body, and said happily: "Let's go get some clothes and come back. Remember to pick the big mansion to start with. There are a lot of moldy clothes on the bottom of the box in that kind of place. If you miss one or two pieces, you can't see it at all." come out."

Ying Chen: "..."

Mu Jiangling continued to talk unconsciously: "I knew I would go to the city for a couple of laps first, and now I would be a bit sneaky, maybe people would find out. Hey, first the Jiaolong and then the Immortal Gate. I have a lot of things, have I been unlucky recently? Well, tell me, if the shopkeeper of the cloth shop was more nimble, would my clothes be ready and put there..."

Ying Chen couldn't bear it anymore and picked him up: "Go to the inn."

Mu Jiangling was talking happily, but he choked up when he heard this, and then he struggled desperately, crying and howling: "Why are you sick again! The inn! Can you go there?! Let me go, let me go! Help! I I don't want to die yet!"

Ying Chen said coldly, "Noisy."

"I'm not going! Taoyuan Township has already notified the entire Xunyang City! If I go to a place like an inn, I'm not looking for death!" Mu Jiangling was shocked and afraid, but he couldn't break free. He was furious for a while, and suddenly covered his mouth. His face turned pale in an instant, and blood dripped from his fingers.

Seeing this, Ying Chen immediately put him down.

He half-kneeled on the ground, clutching the hem of his clothes tightly, with a sluggish expression, bloodshot eyes on the corners of his mouth, trembling lips, and said weakly: "Stop messing around, I beg you."

In the next moment, the world was spinning, and he was hugged horizontally, staring into a pair of panicked eyes, speechless.

Ying Chen looked down at him, wondering if the setting sun had fallen into his pupils, a soft light shone in his amber eyes, and he comforted him, "It's all right."

"Oh..." Mu Jiangling replied blankly, suspecting that he was still in a dream.

The twilight coated Ying Chen's face with a layer of soft and warm light, which was hazy, fuzzy, and fleeting.It's like a flower in a mirror and a moon in water, which will shatter when touched.

Nothing, no—no what?

Mu Jiangling thought for a moment, then smiled.

Things you can't figure out will only increase your troubles, so forget it.

The innkeeper turned a blind eye to the embarrassment of the two, and said politely: "Guest officer, are you staying at the inn?"

Until he followed the waiter into the room, Mu Jiangling was still muttering: "He...didn't recognize us? Didn't he stay in this inn before...you don't need to say it! You are a god, you are omnipotent, I know it! "

Because of the wound on his body, he didn't take a bath in the bathtub, but wiped it carefully three times, not even sparing his hair, applied medicine to the wound, bandaged it tightly, and then wrapped it in a bath towel and went out.

He really didn't want to touch the pile of dirty clothes thrown on the ground.

As for what to wear tomorrow...

Before it was his turn to worry, Ying Chen pushed open the door and came in, throwing a pile of new clothes at him.

"Where did you get the clothes???"

"Buzhuang."

"Hiss—" Mu Jiangling took a deep breath. He was so dignified that he was reduced to sneaking around? ? ?Sin, sin, sin sin.Uh, although I originally wanted to drag him along, to see what happens then.Looking through the clothes in his hands, he found that there were brocades and brocades for men and women, and he probably brought all the ready-made clothes in the cloth shop.

"Well, I'm fine. For you, these clothes don't fit you very well." He shook off one, gestured to Yingchen a few times, and found a bag of sewing from the box, "Let me help you change it, soon." Yes. You go take a bath first, it’s covered in blood, thank you for being able to bear it until now. Well, it’s better not to take a bath if you have a wound, oh, you’re probably already healed, then you’ll be fine.”

After nagging for a moment, he raised his head: "Why don't you go?"

"went."

Ying Chen washed very quickly, and when he came out, Mu Jiangling was sitting cross-legged on the bed, with a loose coat casually draped over his body, his wet hair hanging softly by the side of his face, holding a needle in one hand, and carefully mending the sleeves.

"Hey, are you ready to wash? I haven't..." It doesn't matter if you don't look at it. When he looked up, he poked a needle in his hand and screamed, "Why don't you wear clothes?! Don't, don't, don't come here!!!! You are a god playing hooligans!!!!!! Stop and hear you!!!!!!!"

Ying Chen stopped: "The clothes are with you."

"That's not the problem!!! Don't come here!!! Wrap me in a towel!!!!"

The howling was so horrific that Ying Chen couldn't bear it and picked out a black robe to put on.

The world finally quieted down.

Mu Jiangling picked up the scissors and cut the stitches with a click, while looking at Ying Chen who was sitting opposite him with lingering fear.

Ying Chen: "?"

Mu Jiangling: "Well, even though gods don't take mortals seriously, since you've been in the mortal world for so long, can you take into account the feelings of 'fragile mortals' a little bit?"

Ying Chen was puzzled: "Why were you afraid just now?"

Mu Jiangling spewed out a mouthful of old blood from his shocking description: "Afraid??? Who is afraid???? I was frightened by your shamelessness!"

Ying Chen: "That's not fear."

"..." Mu Jiangling thought hard for a long time, and decided to give up discussing this issue, "Yes, that's right, I'm afraid."

"why?"

This is still getting to the bottom of it!There is no end!

Mu Jiangling was angry: "So many words, I won't change your clothes!"

Ying Chen was very calm: "Oh."

etc.He thought dully, if he didn't have clothes, this guy, maybe maybe—— would really go out like this.He blurted out: "No, no!"

"What doesn't work?"

Mu Jiangling burst into tears: "Where is your good temper, which is usually taciturn and cherish words like gold? I have finished changing this one at hand, so hurry up and put it on. The coat will probably take a bit of work. If you don't talk, I will be distracted." .”

"Oh." Ying Chen put on his underwear, and continued to focus on the needle and thread in his hands, "I'm just curious."

Mu Jiangling said casually, "What are you curious about?"

"Curious, you."

Mu Jiangling's hand trembled and stuck on his finger again, the pain made tears flow out.He sucked his injured finger and said vaguely, "Me? Uh..."

He pondered and pondered, but still couldn't figure out what Ying Chen meant, so he blinked his eyes, looked at Ying Chen obediently and innocently, and pretended to be stupid: "What do I have?"

Ying Chen stood up, wearing an ordinary undershirt in an insolent, imposing manner, and following his glance, the room suddenly became colder by three points.

Mu Jiangling bit his lip, and stepped back carefully.

He walked to the bed, took all the clothes, and even the needle and thread in his hand.

Mu Jiangling: "?"

Ying Chen: "You are injured, it's time to sleep."

Mu Jiangling: "Oh..."

Ying Chen: "Hot pot."

Mu Jiangling: "..."

Eat, eat, know to eat.

A little touch that suddenly rose in my heart, before it had time to ripple, it shattered into dregs.