The Villain is Outrageously Beautiful

Xu Xingzhi couldn't hear the next words clearly.

The plant fragrance penetrated along his seven meridians and eight veins, softening his hands and feet, and Meng Chongguang's whispers in his ears turned into a pool of spring water, causing him to fall asleep unconsciously.

He had another strange dream.

In the dream, he turned into a fish, lingering with a bait.The bait was soft and warm, as if it had come alive, carefully kissed on his tail, Xu Xingzhi was not hungry, he just circled and played with it, letting him rub on his scales.

When he turned around, the bait had stretched out countless tiny tentacles, sucking his body and dragging him into the endless abyss.

Xu Xingzhi wanted to struggle, but the tentacles were soft and tough. He was soon entangled to the bone, and was dragged into a clump of soft coral by the tentacles.

Xu Xingzhi woke up with a start, his waist and knees were sore and soft, and his lower abdomen felt a burst of pain.

Xu Xingzhi put his hands on his stomach, as if he could still feel the soft whiskers bumping and bouncing inside.

... He had already returned to the bedroom at some point, lying on the bed, his feet were shackled and unable to move.

And Meng Chongguang hugged his waist tightly from behind, sleeping very sweetly, and the hot wind blew on Xu Xing's back neck, which was very itchy.

It seems that after I fainted today, I took the initiative to talk to Meng Chongguang, and half-truthfully explained my intention to come to the wilderness. Meng Chongguang thought that he was showing his favor, and the old account between himself and him had been written off. Dare to be so presumptuous.

As usual, the sky cannot be seen outside the window.

Xu Xingzhi wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and let out a long breath.

Meng Chongguang heard a little movement, and unconsciously tightened his arms: "...well, senior brother..."

Xu Xingzhi was so strangled by him that he tried to take his hand away, but Meng Chongguang's arm looked slender, but it was like steel made horizontally, and he pulled it for a long time without moving.

Xu Xingzhi had this kind of immobility experience in his dream just now, and now he experienced it again, and it feels really bad.

He turned over in the shackles with difficulty, trying to push Meng Chongguang away from the front.

While he was turning around, Meng Chongguang hugged Xu Xingzhi tightly and moved forward.

... Xu Xingzhi's lips brushed against a soft place.

The rubbing of the lips made Meng Chongguang suddenly open his eyes: "...Brother?"

Xu Xingzhi was a little embarrassed, with his arms across Meng Chongguang's chest, and pushed him back: "I can't breathe."

Meng Chongguang took the initiative to stick his forehead: "Don't you like this, brother?"

Xu Xingzhi: "..."

Brother, please respect yourself.

Meng Chongguang has a pure face: "This way, brother won't be cold."

Xu Xingzhi is indeed very afraid of the cold. Meng Chongguang hugged him so tightly, except that he couldn't move, but it was really warm.

Meng Chongguang's body temperature is neither hot nor cold, just right, ironed and comfortable, like a winter coat cut too small, wrapping Xu Xingzhi inside with nowhere to escape.

However, since Xu Xingzhi didn't like restraint, Meng Chongguang relaxed the muscles of his arms and said, "Brother, sleep a little longer."

Xu Xingzhi finally lay down more comfortably. He moved his sore waist slightly, squinted his eyes and looked at the top of the bed.

Xu Xingzhi didn't close his eyes, Meng Chongguang looked straight at him: "Why don't you sleep?"

Xu Xingzhi: "...there is light outside."

There is no sun in the wilderness, only a disc of light that hangs on the western sky all the year round, like the moon, but the light is so cheap that it looks like a piece of fruit candy that will melt at any time, so there is no day and night in the wilderness, from morning to night. It's all gloomy, with light, but not too strong, time seems to be frozen in the cloudy evening forever.

The rubbing of the corners of his lips just now made Xu Xingzhi wake up a lot, and now there is no sleep atmosphere at all, although Xu Xingzhi is tired, he has no desire to fall asleep.

After a while, the light in the room disappeared little by little until it was completely swallowed up.

Xu Xingzhi was surprised. When he turned his head, he saw the vines crawling and rustling, forming a dense plant net by the window, smashing the light outside the window inch by inch, and isolating it from the outside.

The room sank into deep darkness.

Meng Chongguang lowered his voice and asked cautiously: "Brother, is this okay?"

Xu Xingzhi could no longer see Meng Chongguang's face clearly, but his flattering voice like a puppy made him feel a little softer; "It's good."

Meng Chongguang's voice was soft: "Am I good?"

Xu Xingzhi almost laughed out loud: "It's okay."

Meng Chongguang begged: "Then... can senior brother hug me?"

Xu Xingzhi: "..."

"Just a moment." Meng Chongguang babbled, "Take it as a reward..."

Before the words fell, he was embraced by Xu Xingzhi with one hand, as if he was afraid that he would think it was a fake, Xu Xingzhi patted him on the back with his left hand.

Xu Xingzhi's body was cold, and when his left hand touched his back, the cold temperature made Meng Chongguang shiver, and the place touched was paralyzed for a moment, and then burned like a flame.

He froze in place, surprised and delighted.

Xu Xingzhi didn't know why he hugged him up, but he vaguely felt that if he didn't hug him, Meng Chongguang would think wildly again, and then he would make a fuss again, talking about things with nine lamps, and it would be endless.

He ordered softly: "Don't make trouble. Sleep."

Meng Chongguang didn't speak, grabbed Xu Xingzhi's front, just buried his head in Xu Xingzhi's chest without making a sound, really like a small domestic animal.

Xu Xingzhi didn't feel annoyed by being rubbed close to his body like this. On the contrary, he felt a little drowsy after being rubbed against him, and fell into a deep sleep within a quarter of an hour.

When Xu Xingzhi fell into sleep, Meng Chongguang came out of his arms, held his hand very lightly, let his palm stick to the top of his hair, rubbed it actively, and squinted his eyes comfortably .

... the head, the back, the shoulders, the cheeks.No matter where it is on the body, as long as the senior brother touches it, he likes it very much.

And Xu Xingzhi dreamed of Xiao Meng Chongguang again.

In other words, it was the original owner's memory that broke into his mind again while he was sleeping, and the memory continued to unfold from the previous breakpoint.

...noticing that the jade on the neck was abnormally shiny, when he came to Taihua Mountain, Xu Xingzhi's legs were still weak.

Thinking of the scene of arthropods wriggling in Wen Xuechen's palm, Xu Xingzhi's back kept getting goosebumps.

But when he saw the disciples of the dragging soldiers dragging their armor and rushing towards them, he lost all thoughts, rushed forward with a few strides, and grabbed a disciple of Fengling Mountain who was dressed in white like him: "What happened?" What's wrong?"

When those disciples dressed in different costumes from different families saw Xu Xingzhi, they rushed towards Xu Xingzhi like a little beast seeing a mother beast, and surrounded Xu Xingzhi right in the middle.

The disciple was so panicked that his lips were pale and his face was blue, and he couldn't stop shaking: "Brother Xu... Xu... Xu..."

Xu Xingzhi grabbed his front and slapped his head with a fan: "Speak!"

The disciple was crying, his knees softened, and he was almost hanging on Xu Xingzhi's body: "We only want to take the faded scales of Fat Yi...I didn't expect to wake it up..."

Xu Xingzhi frowned.

Taihua Mountain is as high as thousands of feet, and there are strange beasts living in it. It has six legs and four wings. It feeds on blood. It sleeps all year round, but is extremely sensitive. Those who can't be killed.

A frightening roar of strange beasts came from the forest, the sound was like thunder, a row of trees fell rumblingly, flying dust and smoke, and the collision of surging spiritual energy caused these young outer disciples to fight against each other, and none of them dared to speak.

Xu Xingzhi roughly counted the people, and asked: "Is there anyone else in the forest? How many of you have come to fetch the scales?"

The disciple looked around: "It seems that there is one person missing, he, he said he wants to be the queen..."

Xu Xingzhi's face changed suddenly: "Didn't I tell you that if you offend the strange beasts, you should run away quickly? Were these ancient monsters casually beaten by you outer disciples?"

He harnessed the aura, and with the wind under his feet, he rushed straight towards the forest.

Approaching the center where the spiritual power exploded, Xu Xingzhi saw a young disciple dressed in Qinglianggu, who was being grabbed by a claw of the six-legged and four-winged giant snake.

Fat Yi's body is covered with shiny and sharp scales, the plump snake's head is raised high, and small flames can't stop blowing out from his nostrils.

It aimed its huge snake mouth at the struggling teenager.

Seeing that the young man was about to be lit by Fei Yi as a candle, Xu Xingzhi took two steps in the void, and threw out the folding fan with one hand like lightning.

The folding fan turned into a three-pointed and two-edged sword in the air, stabbing fiercely at the back of Fatty's head.

The moment the tip of the knife touched Fei Yi, it shattered into several pieces with a clang.

Fei Yi's carapace was sharp all over his body, this blow was of course nothing, but it was enough to attract his attention.

Xu Xingzhi turned his right hand over, and all the severed knives returned to his hand, forming a folding fan.

In a few moments, Xu Xingzhi stepped on Fat Yi's giant head boldly and arrogantly, stomping its head down, and then he sprinted down along its sticky and disgusting back. After running a few steps and calculating the seven-inch position, the folding fan turned into a sausage sword again.

Xu Xingzhi mobilized his whole body's spiritual power, and with a swipe of his sword, he cut off a large piece of flesh from the seven inches of his fat left!

Fei Yi yelled in pain, and naturally let go of his claws, and came to bite Xu Xingzhi.

The young man fell from the fat claws, Xu Xingzhi saw that he was about to hit a rock, the Yuchang sword instantly turned into white silk, and was thrown out like an arrow, just wrapped the young man tightly from top to bottom, and then pulled back, he was treated as a rice dumpling The wrapped boy flew up and crashed directly into Xu Xingzhi's arms.

Now that the person has been rescued, there is no need for Xu Xingzhi to entangle with this monster.

He carried the boy with him and flew forward.

Seeing the red and the pain, Fat Yi would not give up easily, he roared and chased after him.

It looks clumsy and fat, but it runs as fast as thunder. Every time it takes a step forward, Xu Xingzhi is shocked to the point where his blood surges.

...so fucking difficult.

Xu Xingzhi was racking his brains to think about the way to get out, when he felt an abnormal power fluctuation coming from his arms.

Fat Yi behind him suddenly roared sharply.

Xu Xingzhi looked intently, and saw a rotten bone tiger with only half of its body emerging from the ground, biting Fat Yi's tail desperately, and even though Fei Yi bit it to pieces, it remained unmoved.

The appearance of this weird bone tiger bought them time to escape.

Xu Xingzhi was startled, he could not help but lower his head and look into his arms.

The boy in his arms was wrapped in white silk so that only one pair of eyes remained, but those eyes were blue-green like a fox ghost.

Several places in the white silk had been stained with blood from the wound on his body, but he still gritted his teeth and drove the bone tiger, which had been dead for an unknown amount of time, to let it cling to Fat Yi desperately, and never let go.

...He was emitting a ghostly aura that couldn't be clearer.

Xu Xingzhi didn't have time to stop and take a breath until he was out of Feiyi's hunting range.

He removed the white silk from the young man's body, turned it into a bamboo tube, and went to draw some water from a clear stream.

The young man's injuries were not serious, and he wasted too much. At this moment, he couldn't move even an inch away from Xu Xingzhi.

After recovering from the last fight just now, the young man knew that he had absurdly activated the magic power of the ghost just now and exposed his identity. into the chest.

Xu Xingzhi handed him the water canister, and asked straightforwardly: "Are you a ghost cultivator? A descendant of Mingya Kingdom?"

The boy didn't dare to pick it up, nor did he dare to make a sound.

Xu Xingzhi said calmly: "As far as I know, the Song Crow Kingdom was destroyed six years ago."

The boy was so nervous that he was about to cry: "Brother Xu..."

Xu Xingzhi didn't give him any room for buffering: "As a descendant of the ghost clan, why did you enter Qingliang Valley? What are your plans?"

The injured boy slipped to his knees in panic, and raised his face: "Senior brother Xu, I didn't mean to sneak into the fairy sect... I just lost my parents and I have nowhere to go. Talented outer disciple, I just..."

The boy had a cute baby face, and when he pursed his lips, there was a deep dimple on one side of his cheek.At this moment, his eyes had turned from light blue to black, round and full of pure panic.

From his actions just now, Xu Xingzhi judged that this is just a little ghost who has just practiced a little bit of ghost clan skills, and it is very likely that a human and a ghost were born with a mixed blood, and the twin-vein fetus bred can be one body and two cultivations. He can not only practice the strange magic of the ghost clan, but also practice the magic of the righteous way.

Probably because of his special physique, the Qingliang Valley that accepted him did not find any abnormality.

Just now he served as the queen for the disciples who offended Fat Yi. Although this move was tantamount to being a car with the arms of a mantis, it was quite stupid, but because of his loyalty, Xu Xingzhi didn't have much ill feeling towards him.

He bent down and asked in a calm tone: "No hurry, speak slowly. Tell me first, what's your name?"

The young man bit his lip, his voice was barely audible: "Lu...Lu Yujiu..."

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