The Villain is Outrageously Beautiful

...to the north.

Meng Chongguang didn't know anything about the vicissitudes in Xu Xingzhi's heart, he just said to himself: "I don't know if it's true....Brother, do you think the Lord of Fengshan is lying?"

Xu Xingzhi could only tell him responsibly in his heart that the news was correct, because Lao Tzu did write that in the script.

Xu Xingzhi smirked until his face froze: "Did you fulfill his wish later?"

Meng Chongguang smiled and said: "How come? Killing him or something is just talking, and it is still useful for me to keep him."

...Xu Xingzhi decided that if one day his identity was unfortunately exposed, he would definitely wipe his neck with a dagger immediately, so as not to be tossed by the old goblin Meng Chongguang so that he could not live and die.

Soon, the old goblin, who may be a cat, fell asleep under his caress, curled up and hugged his knees, sleeping soundly like a kitten, the fluffy cloud hair loosened on his knees, It feels very good.

Xu Xingzhi's Lihuamu right hand stroked his hair, but his left hand grasped the handle of the dagger again, and slowly pulled out the sheath.

Meng Chongguang already knows the whereabouts of the next key fragment, is it time to kill him?

The sharp edge of the dagger was aimed at Meng Chongguang's brow.

A scarlet demon mark appeared there just now because of excitement, so Xu Xingzhi was able to find the position of the mark with ease.

Meng Chongguang slept defenselessly, with such a harmless face hiding under the black hair, it seemed that the place where he was sleeping peacefully now was the safest place in the world.

Xu Xingzhi poked his forehead, but he didn't wake up, he just muttered: "Senior Brother, Senior Brother."

As he recited it, he laughed foolishly, as if reciting this name would give him endless joy out of thin air.

...Xu Xingzhi finally lost the dagger, fell back, and put his forehead on the back of his hand.

Hold.never mind.

He is not a gentleman, but he can't attack the defenseless Meng Chongguang with such a face.

If he did such a thing, even if he returned to his original world, Meng Chongguang's face would always be in a dream.

Instead of that, he might as well wipe his neck with a dagger here.

Of course, Xu Xingzhi, who has always adhered to the concept of "better to die than to live", will not die so easily.

After putting away the dagger, Xu Xingzhi put Meng Chongguang on the bed without complaint.

He probably lost a lot of energy in fighting the enemy today, so it's good to get some sleep.

Seeing him sleeping so sweetly, he was even a little jealous, so he scratched his beautiful nose that seemed to be in danger: "...What a living enemy."

After finishing speaking, he planned to go out for a walk to relax.Who would have thought that just after he got up and took two steps away from the bed, Meng Chongguang gave a low "um" in a hoarse and magnetic tone, which made Xu Xingzhi's heart flutter and he looked back.

——Meng Chongguang's brows were furrowed, and his lips, which were still rosy just now, were drawn into a tight line.

Xu Xingzhi tentatively rubbed his eyebrows.

As soon as his fingertips touched Meng Chongguang, Meng Chongguang's expression relaxed strangely.

Xu Xingzhi smiled helplessly, put away his thoughts of going out, raised his legs to get on the bed, lay down beside him, and also closed his eyes.

... Meng Chongguang seems to be tired enough, it seems that only by his side can he sleep well.

Speaking of it, Meng Chongguang was taken home by the original owner since he was a child, and his attachment to the original owner is no less than that of his father and brother, which is not incomprehensible.

There was nothing left and right, Xu Xingzhi put his right hand behind his head, looked at the top of the bed, and remembered the insulting words of the animal skin man just now.

"I don't know who it is, it turned out to be Xu Xingzhi who killed his teacher and betrayed his way!"

"...The wolf is ambitious, has no morals, kills the teacher first..."

Everyone in the world thought it was Xu Xingzhi who killed his mentor, but the memory of the original owner told him that it was Meng Chongguang who went against the grain and killed his master in order to seize the artifact, and finally let himself take the blame.

However, Xu Xingzhi sees Meng Chongguang's current actions as very affectionate, and he doesn't look like this kind of person who is unscrupulous in order to seek things outside his body.

Xu Xingzhi thought, is it because the artifact is so precious that it confused his mind?

He turned over and lay down on his side, but felt that his heart was suffocated for no reason.

... The title of the original master's master seems to be "Mr. Qingjing".

The name turned upside down in Xu Xingzhi's mind, making him uncomfortable, and he felt like vomiting for a while.

He propped up half of his body, facing under the bed, wanting to vomit but couldn't.

Xu Xingzhi thumped his chest twice, and lay down again, the soreness and depression in his chest eased a bit.

Xu Xingzhi couldn't tell where this feeling came from, he could only comfort himself by saying that he was using the original owner's body, maybe it was because the original owner had deep feelings for Master, and thinking of him having passed away long ago, he was so depressed.

In line with the principle that one sleep can relieve thousands of worries, Xu Xingzhi fell asleep with his head covered.

When his breath gradually stabilized, Meng Chongguang opened his eyes again, turned over, gently held Xu Xingzhi in his arms, and stretched out his hand to caress Xu Xingzhi's chest.

The heartbeat inside was heavy and powerful, and the sound entered my ears.

Meng Chongguang took Xu Xingzhi into his arms from behind, and whispered in his ear: "Brother, don't be sad. Even if you want to kill me, I won't fight back. As long as you are happy..."

As he spoke, he sniffed Xu Xingzhi's earlobe like a puppy for a while, opened his mouth to hold his earlobe, and bit it lightly with his little tiger teeth.

Xu Xingzhi frowned and snorted, but didn't wake up.

That night, Xu Xingzhi had a strange dream again.

This time when he opened his eyes, he was on a high-rise building in Yaotai, holding bamboo slips and dressed in formal attire, as if he was about to preach Taoism.

Under the high platform, disciples gathered, and he saw one or two familiar faces. Meng Chongguang and Jiuzhideng had faded from their youthful appearance, and became handsome young men, kneeling on the futon and waiting for the lecture attentively. However, the two His eyes stared at him for a moment.

Meng Chongguang even shook hands with Xu Xingzhi who was on the high platform while the disciples were standing in silence and looking aside, and said hello.

A quiet and amiable voice sounded from behind: "OK, let's start."

Hearing this voice, Xu Xingzhi froze.

The scene here is completely different from that of the Deer Watchtower, and the uniforms of the disciples underneath are also uniform. They are all white cloud robes with wispy belts and tied hair.

...It seems that this place should be Fengling Mountain.

And the one who can order Xu Xingzhi, the great disciple, to start preaching, will it be the "Mr. Qingjing"?

Xu Xingzhi wanted to turn around, but his body didn't obey him. He unfolded the bamboo slips and began to teach, reading out the ancient characters one by one and explaining them.

Xu Xingzhi originally thought that this scene was so realistic that it should be the memory of the original owner, until a sticky and thick vine slipped silently into the bottom of his thick robe.

Xu Xingzhi felt his body slippery for a while, before he recovered, the fingers holding the bamboo slips tightened suddenly, and an exclamation rushed to his lips, which was sealed between his teeth again, and he swallowed it alive.

Seeing that Xu Xingzhi didn't dare to resist and call out, the tip of the vine became more presumptuous, making troubles and twists and turns, walking and flirting between Xu Xingzhi's legs, like a deer thirsty to drink, like a fish swimming in water.

Xu Xingzhi raised his eyes in a panic, but no one noticed his abnormality.

The disciples below all looked up at him, their eyes full of admiration and respect, and Meng Chongguang also mixed in, staring at him with shining and burning eyes.

Xu Xingzhi endured so much that his veins bulged, his fingers tightened and then loosened, he endured the pain, and his forehead was already glistening with sweat: "...the sky is yang and the earth is yin, spring is yang and autumn is yin, summer is yang and winter is yin, day is yang and night is yin... oh!! !"

...into... actually went in...

……right here……

The bell tied to Xu Xingzhi's wrist rang with the tension of his body. For a moment, he was numb all over, startled and angry, and the scriptures were stuck in his throat, unable to swallow.

Some disciples down there sensed something was wrong and looked up at Xu Xingzhi.

There was also a questioning voice behind Xu Xingzhi: "Xingzhi, are you feeling unwell?"

"Back to Master, no... yes."

Xu Xingzhi was sweating half of his body, he insisted on relying on his willpower to speak again, but his voice trembled slightly undetectably: "Up...upper yang and lower yin. Male yang and female yin. Father yang and son yin. Brother yang and brother yin. Changyang less Negative……"

He wanted to yell to stop, but he didn't know who to yell to, he still had to recite those serious Taoist texts, under such stimulation, his body became hotter and hotter, like a spider spit out soft silver threads, The vines took this opportunity to make a fuss, taking all the energy out of Xu Xingzhi's body.

He knelt with all his strength to the limit, and the stars in front of his eyes splashed, bright and dark for a while, and finally couldn't hold on anymore, and fell limply to one side.

After a few hours.

Meng Chongguang hummed a little song, came out of the room in a good mood, and washed his hands and face in the stream in the pagoda.

Zhou Wang happened to come out of Lu Yujiu's room, and upon seeing this, he greeted, "Brother Meng, are you awake?"

Meng Chongguang smiled and replied, "Yes."

After answering, he shook off the water droplets on his hands, turned and went back to the room.

Seeing his smiling face, Zhou Wang was stunned for a moment, until Zhou Beinan floated from behind her, and she sighed: "Uncle, I have been in the Wilderness for so many years, and I have never seen Big Brother Meng smile like this."

Zhou Beinan glanced at the closed door: "That's what he looked like before you ever saw him. He clings to his senior brother all day long, refuses to leave for a moment, and smiles at his senior brother like a sunflower."

Zhou Wang was curious: "Since Brother Xu came to Manhuang, the two of them have been staying in the room every day. What are they doing? I want to go in and have a look."

"Tsk." Zhou Beinan frowned, "Why do girls care about these things?"

Zhou Wang raised the bar: "When you taught me how to use a knife, you didn't say that I was a girl."

Zhou Beinan pulled out his ghost gun, intending to hit Zhou Wang on the head. Unexpectedly, Zhou Wang's legs and feet were smart, and he dodged in a few quick steps: "Uncle, how can you justify your two arguments? Senior brother Xu told me that the girl has to Looks like a girl."

Zhou Beinan rolled his eyes when he heard the word "Senior Brother Xu", "If Xu Xingzhi knows how to teach, how could he teach two good brothers with broken sleeves..."

In the middle of the speech, he knew that he had made a slip of the tongue, so he stopped and said nothing more.

Zhou Wang's interest was aroused: "Uncle, what is a broken sleeve?"

Zhou Beinan blushed slightly, and walked away as if he hadn't heard.

Xu Xingzhi was severely injured in the dream this time, and slept for most of the day. After waking up, he couldn't even get off the ground, and his feet were weak for two days before he could go out for a walk.

In the next few days, Meng Chongguang didn't mention the matter of going to Tiger Leaping Stream to grab the fragments, and Xu Xingzhi didn't know what to do. He simply hung out with wild people all day long, chatting, drinking, and throwing pots for fun. life is generally the same.

While playing around, Xu Xingzhi learned something that stunned him.

... He finally knew where Tao Xian's excellence was.

Tao Xian is actually a mortal with no mana.

Tao Xian was born with few words, so he was not bored to stay with Qu Chi, a demented person, all day long. He blushed and stuttered when he talked too much with others, so he seldom played around with them, so he was a mortal. The matter was told by Zhou Wang to Xu Xingzhi.

At that time, Zhou Beinan, who had just fallen into the wilderness, died tragically for some reason. Zhou Wang's mother collapsed after giving birth to Zhou Wang, and died on the spot.Zhou Wang was abandoned in the wilderness. When he was crying, he met Qu Chi and Tao Xian who also fell into the wilderness. The two buried her mother's body before picking her up and leaving.

If Lu Yujiu hadn't passed by later, saw Zhou Beinan's wandering and about to collapse soul, and collected his soul core into a talisman, Zhou Beinan might have turned into a solitary smoke in the wilderness.

From then on, Zhou Wang recognized Qu Chi and Tao Xian as godfather and mother.

According to her, her godmother Tao Xian was a mortal with no power to restrain her. She was able to live in the wilderness for 13 years because of Qu Chi's wholehearted protection.

When Xu Xingzhi heard this, he was quite surprised, and when he met Tao Xian in the tower, he chatted with him a few words.

Tao Xian twisted the hem of his clothes embarrassingly: "...That's right. I, I originally entered the Wilderness to take care of Senior Brother Qu, but now I want Senior Brother Qu to take care of me..."

Xu Xingzhi couldn't help asking: "Then what did you do before?"

Tao Xian asked in a low voice: "Senior Brother Xu, really don't remember? I, I used to be an opera singer." He added, "...Hua Dan."

The author has something to say: Brother (broken): Is this how you treat your father and brother?

Shigemitsu: Daddy wants a hug!

Brother: ... Get lost.