The Villain is Outrageously Beautiful

Xu Xingzhi fell in the arms of Jiuzhideng, his upper body was stripped of his clothes, and all fell to his waist. Beads of sweat slid down his muscle lines, but his body temperature was gradually losing.

He whispered: "...the Silver Ring Snake Seal."

The ghost clan of the Song Crow Country has always been good at array spells, including the "snake seal" move. The "snake seal" is further divided into the golden ring snake seal and the silver ring snake seal.The light of the former is light blue, while the body of the middle one is scorching hot, and the meridians will be burned by fire; the silver-ringed snake seal is the color of fire, once it is hit, the whole body will be as cold as ice, and the blood will freeze.

Although Xu Xingzhi drove his spiritual power to suppress it when the curse seal entered his body, the ghost cultivator obviously did his best in this blow, no matter how hard Xu Xingzhi tried to force him back, he would still inevitably suffer from a cold prison suffering.

There is another characteristic of this method, which is very strange: once the curse seal is formed and the target is locked, it must be penetrated into the target's body. Even if Xu Xingzhi kills the ghost cultivator in time, the curse seal will still fall on Jiuzhideng's body .

Only by suffering this for him, can Jiuzhideng escape the catastrophe.

Jiuzhideng's throat was slightly choked, regretful and regretful: "Brother, I shouldn't be so careless..."

"What's the use of saying this now?" Xu Xingzhi gritted his teeth, held on to Jiuzhideng's shoulders, gasping for breath, and his lips were faintly purple, "Why take off your clothes? Put the clothes on for me it is good."

Meng Chongguang couldn't restrain his emotions, and a faint brilliance appeared in the palm of his hand: "Brother, you lie here well, and I will cast the spell for you..."

Xu Xingzhi got up half of his body, and slapped Meng Chongguang's hand away: "Let Zhou Beinan know that I was injured because of this little guy? I must be ridiculed by him for the rest of my life!"

Jiuzhideng's body shook, as if he had realized something, he bit his lips and remained silent.

Meng Chongguang clenched his teeth: "Brother, don't you care about your body at all?"

Xu Xingzhi was uncharacteristically, and it was rare to be so resolute: "Where is there so much nonsense? Put the clothes on for me! Remember them all for me. No one is allowed to tell others about my injury. Just let it go Already!"

Just now, the sound of the altar exploding was shocking in this confined space. Just as Xu Xingzhi put on his belt, Zhou Beinan flashed out from a passage with a Danyang Peak disciple: "...What was that sound just now?"

Xu Xingzhi tried his best to lean against a slightly larger altar stone, crossed his legs and said, "I forgot to take away the Gu worms of the ghost clan, so I scared me."

Zhou Beinan laughed loudly: "Xu Xingzhi, you are not afraid of gods and ghosts, why are you so afraid of bugs?"

Xu Xingzhi leaned back and said disdainfully: "If you, Young Master Zhou, were almost eaten by ants when you fainted from illness when you were young, you might be more afraid than me."

Zhou Beinan didn't want to remind Xu Xingzhi of his childhood, so he coughed lightly, slightly suppressed his smile, and changed the topic: "Why is your complexion so bad?"

Xu Xingzhi asked back: "Don't you think it's strangely cold here?"

Zhou Beinan said contemptuously, "You are so false."

Xu Xingzhi casually picked up a stone and threw it at Zhou Beinan: "Go away. If you have time to argue with me, why don't you go and see if there are any fish that slip through the net."

After some searching, the group confirmed that none of these troublesome ghost cultivators survived, and all of them were wiped out. A total of 37 corpses were sealed by Wen Xuechen with a few talismans and burned, so that their souls could be reincarnated cleanly.

...no one noticed that one of the bodies was missing.

Baimajian deep mountain depression.

The corpse of Guixiu who had just injured Xu Xingzhi was dragged to the mountain.

It was already dark, and several vines crawled out from the depths of the damp dense forest, entangled and tied the corpse of the ghost cultivator like a swimming snake, and tied it into a rice dumpling.

Afterwards, snow-white fine foams began to appear on the surface of the vines. The dead ghost cultivator lost his skin at first, and soon exposed his fragmented bones from the burning.

Within a quarter of an hour, he was destroyed to the point that not even his bones remained.

After the body died, a ray of light slowly rose from among the vines.

That is the soul core that everyone will have.After the body dies, if the soul is still there, it can be reincarnated by it.

And a vine shot out like lightning, grabbed the soul core that had been floating in the air, and with a click, crushed it to pieces.

Since Xu Xingzhi deliberately concealed his injuries, no one noticed the clues. He continued to laugh and laugh all the way back, and even Yuan Ruzhou, who was always careful, didn't notice anything unusual.

After returning to Fengling Mountain and returning to report to his master and uncle, Xu Xingzhi was so cold that he lost consciousness, but he was still conscious. When he walked back to his room, he still did not forget to call a few familiar juniors. Say hello.

As soon as the door was closed, Xu Xingzhi felt exhausted.

Behind his house there is a hot spring pool that is hot all the year round. Xu Xingzhi undressed and walked slowly towards the pool, leaving behind a leaking white robe, a hanging belt, and kicked brocade shoes along the way.

Walking to the edge of the pool, he shook his hands and poured out a few medicinal pills from a gourd hanging by the edge of the pool, without counting how many, he threw them all into the pool.

The water in the pool immediately turned milky white, the heat wave rolled over, and the smell of medicine was overwhelming.

Xu Xingzhi plunged his head into it, soaked in it, and let the medicine spring steam through his whole body.

However, probably due to the long delay in the treatment, when Xu Xingzhi crawled out after soaking in the spring for an entire hour, his body was still cold, and his bones were so cold that they ached.

He cursed to hell, knowing that his body would not get better anytime soon, he simply wiped off the water stains on his body, and walked out naked.

After soaking in the hot medicine spring for a long time, Xu Xingzhi's head was a little dizzy, so when he returned to his room, he didn't even notice that the clothes he threw all over the floor were all hung back on the hooks.

...until he saw clearly that there was a cute big dumpling lying on his bed.

The man pulled his quilt and wrapped himself into a fluffy soft ball.

Xu Xingzhi guessed who it was at a glance.

... After all, there are not many people who dare to enter the house in broad daylight and dare to lift his quilt.

He pulled off the nightgown that was hanging on the rack, and wrapped himself up: "Chongguang?"

A pretty, sweaty little face emerged from under the quilt.

His voice was soft and sweet, like maltose sold on the street for three cents a catty: "...Brother, I'll warm your bed."

Xu Xingzhi made a sound, walked over and caught him out: "Who told you to go to my bed?"

"Senior brother's hands are so cold." Unexpectedly, Meng Chongguang didn't answer his words at all, put his hand to his lips, and breathed twice, "I will warm my senior brother."

Xu Xingzhi was stunned for a while, his face became slightly hot, and he pulled his hand back: "...Don't do this for me. Go back and go back to your room to sleep."

Meng Chongguang said, "I won't go."

Xu Xingzhi went to pull his arm: "Get up. If the uncle goes to the disciple hall to check the room..."

Before the words fell, Meng Chongguang grabbed Xu Xingzhi's wrist, yanked hard, and pressed back, pushing Xu Xingzhi down on the bed!

Xu Xingzhi didn't know where the strength of his body, which had always been weak and could collapse in the wind, came from.Perhaps it was because he had just been cursed and his body was a little weak, but he was so suppressed that he couldn't struggle, even if he freed his wrist from Meng Chongguang's hand, he couldn't do it.

Another slender and beautiful hand took advantage of the situation to cover Xu Xingzhi's eyes, blocking the candle light in the room.

Xu Xingzhi exerted all his strength, but he couldn't move at all. He only felt that there was a Mount Tai on his body, and he almost couldn't breathe.

Meng Chongguang's voice came steadily from above, as gentle and soft as ever, and he couldn't even tell that he was exerting force.

He unreasonably made a request: "From today onwards, I will move into my brother's room."

He said: "I want to watch over my brother, and I can't let my brother get hurt again."

He added: "I used to think that senior brother could do everything, but I was too slack. This time, I didn't notice and hurt senior brother. I guarantee that such things will never happen in the future."

Xu Xingzhi gradually stopped trying to break away from Meng Chongguang, and listened to his words.

Meng Chongguang muttered to himself for a long while, but found that Xu Xingzhi was not moving, and couldn't help panicking. He immediately climbed off Xu Xingzhi's body and let go: "...Senior brother?"

Xu Xingzhi got up silently, moved his neck and shoulders, adjusted the scattered nightgown above the waist, and stood up.

In a panic, Meng Chongguang walked to the bedside on hands and knees to pull his belt: "Brother, please take care of me..."

With a pull, Xu Xingzhi was almost stripped by Meng Chongguang on the spot: "Hey, hey, let go."

With a little soft nasal voice, Meng Chongguang said aggrievedly: "Brother..."

Xu Xingzhi looked up to the sky and sighed: "...Where do you think I am going? I will go to the disciple hall and bring your quilt!"

Meng Zhongguang's eyes lit up, he immediately let go obediently, and knelt on the bed: "Really?"

"I live alone in such a spacious hall, and I'm really bored." Xu Xingzhi said, "You move here, and I have someone who can chat to relieve boredom."

Meng Chongguang's cheeks were flushed with excitement, and he was about to go down to the ground with bare feet: "Senior brother is unwell, I'll move it."

Xu Xingzhi pushed him back under the quilt: "I'll go. There must be an explanation from the uncle, you go and say, will the uncle let you go easily?"

After saying that, he tapped Meng Chongguang's forehead lightly, "...Stay here and warm my bed obediently."

As soon as these words came out, Xu Xingzhi felt that something was wrong, but it was difficult to tell what went wrong for a while.

... It's like he doesn't know why he agreed to Meng Chongguang's rude request in a daze.

He just felt that after getting along for so many years, it seemed that it was not unacceptable to be inseparable from Meng Chongguang during the day and to live in the same house at night.

He quickly changed into his travel clothes, turned around after hitting the screen, and said while fastening his belt: "You go to sleep first, don't wait for me."

Meng Chongguang huddled under Xu Xingzhi's quilt, and whispered obediently: "Brother, the moonlight outside the window is too bright, Chongguang can't sleep."

Xu Xingzhi had no choice but to raise his hands and form a magic circle, and a dense fog immediately formed outside the round window.

He seems to have made a cage out of this fog barrier, enclosing the moon in it, and softening the moonlight into a ball of fluffy light.

"Is this okay?" Xu Xingzhi asked.

Meng Chongguang nodded lightly, pulled the quilt to cover half of his face, and muttered: "...the moonlight outside the senior brother's hall is more beautiful than other places."

"Sweet mouth." Xu Xingzhi laughed at him.

When Xu Xingzhi was about to go out, Meng Chongguang said from behind: "Add two more clothes before going."

Xu Xingzhi said: "No need."

As soon as he opened the door, Xu Xingzhi shuddered in the face of a bone-piercing autumn wind. He only felt the palms and soles of his feet were so cold that he had to close the door immediately, found a coat trimmed with wind feathers, pushed the door and walked out .

The door was carefully covered, but Xu Xingzhi didn't go to the disciple hall immediately.

He walked around the curtain belt corridor that wrapped around the main hall, and walked a few more steps. Sure enough, under the window, he saw the thin and indifferent nine-branched lamp sitting with his knees hugged.

There are dozens of bottles and jars in front of him, all of which seem to be medicinal pills used to treat cold poison.He was sitting under the window outside his hall, the warm light from inside the house passed over his head, and the cold moonlight dragged his shadow long and long.

... He was in a daze for a rare occasion, and was even unaware of Xu Xingzhi's arrival.

As early as when Xu Xingzhi was pressed on the bed by Meng Chongguang, he felt that there was a third person outside the hall.

Looking at Jiuzhideng's appearance, if he didn't come out to look for him, he might have to sit outside until dawn and would not knock on the palace door.

... These two children are really not worrying about competing with each other.

Xu Xingzhi tightened the belt on his chest, and called out to him: "...Little lamp."

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