The Villain is Outrageously Beautiful

Before the words were finished, the Fengling disciple who ran out to report the message was swept away by a palm wind from behind, and fell a few steps in a fluttering manner, almost jumping over the guardrail on the second floor and falling downstairs.

With a pale face, Meng Chongguang ran barefoot from the swaying lights, looked around, saw Xu Xingzhi who was safe and sound, and finally showed a rescued expression, struggling to run towards him.

Holding Xu Xingzhi firmly into his arms, and confirming that it was not a phantom, Meng Chongguang's lips were faintly bloody, he buried his head, and drilled his head into Xu Xingzhi's chest like a calf.

The more he loves, the more Meng Chongguang doesn't know what to say, he just wants to drill a hole in the heart of the person in front of him and live in it.

Xu Xingzhi reached out to caress Meng Chongguang's back.His back was wet in a large area, and the hot sweat steamed his clothes and hair, and a thin layer of mist covered his eyelashes, making him look limp and deceptively weak .

In the next second, Meng Chongguang, who was "weak and deceitful", exerted all his strength, picked up Xu Xingzhi by the waist, and carried him into the house, leaving a group of people in a daze.

After hearing the commotion, Yuan Ruzhou, who was wrapped in a long and floor-length nocturnal cloak, came out of the tea room on one side.

This outfit was bought by her in the wilderness, and now she puts it on, like a shadow in the dark night, no bones are visible, only a woman's gentle and gentle voice comes from under the hood: "Okay Alright, let's all go away."

To this day, everyone still doesn't know that this bone is the brilliant Yuan Ruzhou back then, and even the Fengling disciple who was struggling to come back from the edge of danger doesn't know who this person is, only that all the senior brothers treat her well. Very good, I also respected her a bit more, bowed to her before leaving.

After the crowd dispersed, Yuan Ruzhou creaked to Zhou Wang's side and sat down quietly.

Zhou Wang called her "Senior Sister Yuan", and she smiled lightly, her laughter sounded like a quilt soaked in the sun in winter, warm and reassuring: "If you can't sleep, I will sit with you sit down."

Zhou Wang remained silent, leaning his head on Yuan Ruzhou's shoulder.

Yuan Ruzhou stretched out his hand, the gloved bony fingers seemed to have grown soft flesh, and carefully traced Zhou Wang's confused eyebrows and eyes: "Aren't you sick?"

Zhou Wang shook his head.

In this world, everyone has changed.

The uncle was in a daze for a long time, the aunt was thinking about his Qingliang Valley, Tao Xian and the Guangmen who sent them out melted together, and Qu Chi simply became another person she didn't recognize at all.Only this warm bone is still the same as before.

Zhou Wang whispered: "Senior Sister Yuan, I want to go back to the wilderness."

Yuan Ruzhou knew that this was a child's talk, so naturally he would not blame her, and just quietly held her hand.

Zhou Wang also knew what he said was nonsense, so he lowered his head and smiled sullenly.

In just one day, she knew what life and death are, and her 13-year-old heart finally filled her heart.Thoughts urge people to mature quickly, and Zhou Wang figured out many things that she had vaguely thought about before but never really understood.

But after she figured it out, she turned cold from the bottom of her heart: "...Sister Yuan, I'm afraid."

"I know what uncle wants to do, and I also know what godfather and Senior Brother Xu are going to do." Zhou Wang said in an almost begging tone, "But I also understand how dangerous it is to do such a thing. I hope nothing will change , is this not good?"

Yuan Ruzhou said softly: "Ah Wang, for us, the world has changed once 13 years ago. We hate 'change' a hundred times more than you. If everything remained the same back then, you would have a serious, A father who forces you to learn formations and etiquette all day long, and a gentle and amiable mother who will help you to be lazy. You will have two godfathers. Brother Xu and Brother Qu will definitely fight over who is the big godfather and who is the little godfather ;Of course, senior brother Qu has a gentle temperament, and he can't compete with your senior brother Xu..."

Zhou Wang was fascinated by Yuan Ruzhou's eloquence.

"You will know a lot of elders, Mr. Fuyao loves chess, Mr. Qingjing is addicted to alcohol, my master Mr. Guangfu...loves murderous people; your uncle will hold you around and show off his beautiful niece to others, who said you are not beautiful? I'm going to roll up my sleeves and fight with others; as for you, Brother Meng..." Yuan Ruzhou said with a smile in his voice, "You don't know, he used to be such a naive and beautiful child, he didn't have any worries....You still I will know Tao Xian and Lu Yujiu, although they may not be as familiar as now, but at least they are well."

Zhou Wang heard her tell everyone, and couldn't help asking: "What about you, Senior Sister?"

Yuan Ruzhou suddenly stopped speaking.

"I've heard them talk about you, about you..."

Speaking of this, Zhou Wang realized that he asked too deeply, and before he had time to avoid the topic, Yuan Ruzhou held her hand and said calmly, "If that happens, you will definitely not recognize me."

Zhou Wang's mood fluctuated for a while: "Senior Sister Yuan..."

Yuan Ruzhou had accepted the reality as early as the first time he was exposed to water after the bones had been transformed, and now it doesn't itch or hurt when someone mentions it face to face.

After 13 years, I will get used to any injury.

She bit off her glove through the veil, revealing a frost-washed bone hand.

"Yuan Ruzhou has lost his appearance, his flesh and blood, and only a handful of bones are left, and he is still Yuan Ruzhou." Yuan Ruzhou stroked Zhou Wang's hair with his bony hands, and said, "I'm not afraid of anything now, I'm just afraid of being scared." people."

The more Yuan Ruzhou said so, the sadder Zhou Wang felt, and the depression shrouded in his heart finally wiped away some haze: "Senior Sister Yuan, I will avenge you."

"The hatred is mine, and I will repay it myself." Yuan Ruzhou paused, and then asked her, "Did you hear the news that some of the disciples came back today?"

Zhou Wang was dumbfounded.

She did hear it, and that's why she felt that revenge was useless, and that it was better to live in the wilderness, but after hearing Yuan Ruzhou's words just now, Zhou Wang was shaken again.

"No matter how well Nine Branch Lamps govern the present world, we will never forget what method he used to overthrow the Four Gates. Since he can take it away, we have the right to take it back at any time....Besides, no matter what, we are still alive, But so many people died in 13 years. If the living don’t have an answer to the dead, they will live their whole life stepping on their bones.... We don’t want to live like that, and we shouldn’t live like that.”

Speaking of this, the confusion in Zhou Wang's eyes gradually peeled off, revealing a clear and firm wave of light.

Yuan Ruzhou held her hand tightly, and her voice became low and soft: "After everything settles down, if Ah Wang still can't adapt to the present world, I will accompany Ah Wang back to live in the wilderness. How about it?"

Before Zhou Wang could say anything, the young guy who was resting in the backyard downstairs was wearing thick clothes, rubbing his eyes in confusion, and walked out of the backyard, and asked the two women sitting side by side on the stairs: "Just now, what is wrong with you?" What's the matter? Did you hit the cup?"

Yuan Ruzhou raised his voice and replied: "Sorry, it was careless. We will pay the money."

In the darkness, only hearing this gentle voice like water, the young man seemed to have been splashed with snow water and washed his face. When he woke up, his face was numbly reddened, and he turned back to the room. He also stared at the roof and thought for a long time.

What a beautiful woman that must be, to deserve such a voice.

When he was wandering in his mind, he suddenly heard a knock on the door of the teahouse, duk duk, duk duk, very gentle.

A teahouse is not a hotel for lodging, and there is no reason for it to reopen after the Shangban is closed.However, the young man was still thinking about the woman on the stairs, thinking that he might catch a glimpse of her when he answered the door, so he felt infinite joy in his heart, held the still smoking candle in his palm again, and walked straight to the door.

He walked to the door and found three figures of different heights standing side by side outside the door, but the woman in the cloak who caught his imagination just now had disappeared together with the little girl.

The young man immediately became disappointed, and lost patience with the visitors outside the door: "Knock what, it's in the middle of the night. This is not an inn, you have to rest, the intersection ahead is south!"

The gentle young man who knocked on the door responded, "I settled here before..."

The people accompanying him obviously didn't have such patience, they happily knocked on the door loudly: "Xu Xingzhi! Xingzhi! It's me!"

Upstairs, the lights were half-dimmed, the moon was half-bright, the door was closed, and spiritual power was applied, Xu Xingzhi naturally didn't hear any noises outside.

After being moved to the bed by Meng Chongguang, the man entangled him like a cat, rubbed against him unreasonably, and made trouble with him, causing Xu Xingzhi to kiss him several times before he was able to settle down.

He put his arms around Xu Xingzhi, as if his life had materialized, lying in his arms.

Xu Xingzhi knew that there were many unlucky things in his nightmares, and he went crazy at this time, probably because of the nightmares.

Fortunately, after returning to the present world, the qi of the heavenly spirit connected with him again, with this benefit, at least when his mood fluctuated, he no longer had to suck blood.

In order to comfort him, Xu Xingzhi pinched Meng Chongguang's earlobe, kissed and kissed on those soft lips, tasted and tasted, until it was warmed there, he put his forehead against his brow, and asked: "Have you been looking for Tao Xian's soul core for so long?"

Meng Zhongguang lowered his head: "I can't find it... I dare not come back."

These words gave Xu Xingzhi some hope: "...found it?"

Meng Chongguang hesitated for a moment before spreading out his palm, and with a urge, a thin light floated in his palm, as thin as fireflies and as light as dust. It's a hundred times brighter.

This matter is not beautiful, Meng Chongguang dare not complain about his hard work, let alone mention that he almost exhausted his spiritual power, turned into thousands of vines in the cracks, weaved a dense tree net, groped inch by inch, That's why I got such a small ray of remnant soul.

Meng Chongguang tightened his robe carefully, and asked, "Do you want to give it to Senior Brother Qu?"

Xu Xingzhi held the shield, his heart ached.

Such a small wisp of remnant soul, unable to speak, has lost consciousness, if there is no place to stay, it will completely crumble into ashes in less than three days.

...Tao Xian was equally fragile before and after his death.

Xu Xingzhi sighed: "Let's store it like this first."

... When Qu Chi comes back, discuss with him again.

After making up his mind, Xu Xingzhi lowered his eyes and saw Meng Chongguang who was about to cry with tears in his eyes, and was startled: "Hey, what's the matter?"

Meng Zhongguang's eyes melted with mist, and he grabbed Xu Xingzhi's clothes, and said nonuo: "Brother, I know I was wrong again this time...don't go, I'll change it, right away."

This matter was originally led by Tao Xian. Although Meng Chongguang had some nasty little thoughts, it is justifiable when you look at it carefully. Xu Xingzhi wanted to make Meng Chongguang aware of his mistake, but seeing him like this still couldn't help feeling distressed and uncomfortable, so he had to maintain Looking at the last bit of cold noodles, he gently poked his forehead with his finger: "What did you change?"

"Woo..." Meng Chongguang held back a sob, wiped his tears and obediently admitted his mistake, "I will never make my own decisions anymore."

A few strands of hair that were wet from nightmares were scattered on his face, like the whiskers of a kitten.

Xu Xingzhi lifted his messy hair and put it behind his ears, his tone was a little harsh: "I'm always crying, why? Do you think my brother will feel distressed?"

Of course Meng Chongguang shook his head immediately.

Xu Xingzhi held his sweaty cheeks, kissed each other on the left and right, his voice became hoarse, and mixed with infinite warmth and sweetness: "...you are right."

Meng Chongguang was hit head-on by such love words, and his heart almost melted. Just as he was about to say something, someone knocked on the door suddenly.

Meng Chongguang, who was full of waiting for more warm words, was so angry that he gritted his teeth immediately, and stared at the door with tears in his eyes, which made the Fengling disciple who came to report the letter tremble with fright, and swallowed his saliva to find some strength to speak : "...Brother, outside...someone is here."

Xu Xingzhi turned over and sat up: "Who?"

The disciple's expression was quite indescribable: "Xu...you, you should go and see for yourself."

In the middle of the night in the Green Bamboo Hall, the nine-branched lamps were looking through the quarterly reports submitted by the various sects, reporting the disciples who selflessly cultivated forbidden arts, and whether there were ghosts and ghosts who harmed the world.His lonely shadow is projected on the wall, lonely like a ghost that has been dead for many years.

In the extreme silence, he suddenly had some desire to talk, and wanted to find someone to talk to.

So, he buried his head between the green lantern files, and casually called out: "Wen Xuechen. Wen..."

The voice stopped abruptly.

Nine Branch Lamps sat among the ink-scented clumps of bamboo, burst into a wry smile of self-sarcasm, and immediately called out: "Come here."

A demonic disciple dressed in Fengling Mountain's costume pushed the door open and entered: "The Lord of the Mountain?"

Jiuzhideng asked: "Wen Xuechen hasn't returned from the wilderness yet?"

The disciple shook his head.

Jiuzhideng gave up the idea of ​​talking to others, after all, he had nothing to say with the demon disciples: "Go down."

But that disciple came in with something to say: "Shanzhu, there are people from Danyang Peak, saying that two disciples went out to carry out investigation missions and died inexplicably in Qingliang Valley. Now that the corpses have been dragged back, you Do you want to check one or two?"