The Villain is Outrageously Beautiful

When 15-year-old Wen Xuechen first met 13-year-old Xu Xing, he hated him very much.

It can be said that since he was born, he has never seen such a disciple who disrespects his elders and behaves like a wave.

Even when he was seriously ill, Xiao Wenxuechen had two butlers around him to take care of him day and night, and he used ice jugs and jade bowls to drink medicine; after entering Qinglianggu, he was treated differently by his master Fuyao because of his outstanding talent, and he was dismissed after three years. He was promoted to be the first disciple under his seat.

Qinglianggu respects elders, and there is a clear distinction between high and low. There are Qinglianggu disciples who have practiced for more than ten years and have not achieved any achievements. When they see Wen Xuechen, they have to politely call Senior Brother Wen.

Before meeting Xu Xing, Wen Xuechen had never had contact with anyone from the market.

One day, Lord Fuyao ordered him to go out together with Xu Xingzhi, the head disciple of the new Lord Qingjing of Fengling Mountain, to arrest a ghost cultivator who was running around at the junction of Fengling Mountain and the area under the jurisdiction of Qingliang Valley.

When Wen Xuechen walked out of the mountain gate with two juniors, leaning on a nanmu walking stick, he saw two young disciples dressed in Fengling Mountain waiting in front of the gate, but Xu Xing was nowhere to be seen.

He frowned slightly: "Where is Feng Ling Xu Xing?"

"……Hey."

Wen Xuechen turned his head in response and looked at the stone tablet at the entrance of Qingliang Valley.

The young man sat on the top of the stele, with one leg hanging down, and the morning light in the afternoon cast a light pale gold on his body.

The young man held the mouth of the jug and raised an extremely flamboyant arc: "I'm here."

Wen Xuechen's face darkened, but he did not comment on his actions.

He has always been well-bred.When encountering unaccustomed behavior, if he is from the same sect, Wen Xuechen would have to admonish him, but Xu Xingzhi is at the same level as him, since he doesn't like him, he just doesn't want to look at him, so as not to embarrass himself.

However, when he met the ghost cultivator who wanted to be arrested, Wen Xuechen's self-cultivation and demeanor disappeared completely, and he impulsively left all the accompanying disciples behind, chasing after him to the death.

That ghost cultivator's strength is average, but his legs and feet are really good. When Wen Xuechen chased him into a stretch of mountains, his blood was already retrograde, his lips were purple and pale, and his heavily burdened heart hit his ribs, making a terrible sound The bang bang.

Even so, he still refused to stop until a huge force came from behind and locked him tightly in his arms.

Xu Xingzhi, who followed him, said loudly: "You don't want to die?!"

Wen Xuechen slammed Xu Xingzhi's ribs and waist with his elbows like a madman, and he took it all without saying a word, and then put his palm on the back of Wen Xuechen's head, suddenly mobilizing his spiritual power.

Wen Xuechen suddenly felt dizzy and fell forward, unconscious.

When he woke up again, Wen Xuechen was in a cave, wearing Fenglingshan's plain robe.

Xu Xingzhi squatted at the entrance of the cave, folded a pile of wet firewood, dried it with spiritual power, and added firewood to warm the fire.

Noticing that Wen Xuechen got up, he yelled, "Are you awake? You run so fast, Qinglianggu and our two disciples from Fengling Mountain can't catch up with you."

Just as Wen Xuechen was about to speak, he felt an unbearable pain in his heart.He bent down and swallowed the pain forcefully: "What about others?"

"The ghost cultivator?" Xu Xingzhi threw up and caught a golden bell in his hand, "...it should still be in the mountains. Master gave me a magic weapon before leaving. Even within a mile, a butterfly can be caught in a net. I have just used it to seal off the mountains within a hundred miles. Although our disciples cannot enter, neither can that ghost cultivator escape. Wait for you to take care of it As for the body, we will search the mountain slowly, and we will always be able to find him."

Wen Xuechen didn't say a word, he supported the stone wall to stand firm, leaned on a cane with one hand, and supported the wall with the other hand, and staggered out.

Xu Xingzhi was young and already had long hands and long legs. Seeing that the situation was not good, he leaned his back against one side of the cave entrance, stepped on the stone wall on the other side with his left foot, and blocked Wen Xuechen's way with his leg.

"Where are you going?" Xu Xingzhi asked him.

Wen Xuechen didn't even look at him, and said coldly: "You don't need to worry about it."

Xu Xingzhi pushed him back: "It's not too late to find that ghost after resting. My master said, you have a heart disease, and I need to take good care of you."

Wen Xuechen asked back in a stern voice: "Then do you know how my heart disease came from?"

As early as when Wen Xuechen lost his composure, Xu Xingzhi knew it in his heart: "Is it that ghost cultivator?"

"My parents were killed, I saw it with my own eyes." Wen Xuechen bit every word with hatred and pain, "He just fell in love with the Han Chanyu worn by my father when he passed by my alms shed."

"He sneaked into my house, took out my father's heart, and insulted my mother. My mother hid me under the bed before he came in, and I just escaped death. ... Later, my mother's blood flowed from the bed , dripped on my face.... He did this only for such a piece of jade worth only a thousand taels."

Xu Xingzhi gasped: "... Qianliang."

Wen Xuechen glared at him.

Only then did Xu Xingzhi realize that what he said was too inappropriate, and hurriedly raised his hand to express his apology: "Sorry, I haven't seen the world."

"Don't stop me." Wen Xuechen didn't want to talk to Xu Xingzhi anymore, and there were blue veins on his forehead.

"You are so weak that you will die if you meet him." Xu Xingzhi said directly, "...I'll go."

Wen Xuechen raised his cane, and struck Xu Xingzhi's left calf on the bone facing him.

Xu Xingzhi accidentally received such a blow, his face turned blue from the pain, and he jumped several times with his legs hugged.

Wen Xuechen ignored him and passed him out of the cave.

Xu Xingzhi was not angry either, he jumped on one foot and chased after him: "Hey, hey. Let's go together."

Wen Xuechen was no longer able to control the sword soaring into the air, so he could only walk through the mountains and forests, looking for the whereabouts of the ghost cultivator who killed his whole family.

Xu Xingzhi followed behind him, while carefully avoiding the ants and insects under his feet, he talked to Wen Xuechen: "You are tired from walking, do you want me to carry you?"

Wen Xuechen forcibly controlled her disordered breathing, and said coldly, "No need."

Xu Xingzhi spoke again: "Hey, you have a lot of white hair."

Wen Xuechen was a little impatient.

Since suffering from heart disease, his hair has been dyed a little frost, and he has never dared to be so rude to mention his gray hair to his face.

Xu Xingzhi muttered: "The white hair is three thousand feet long, and the fate seems to be long....Wen Baimao, why do you have to suffer so much?"

Wen Xuechen stopped in his tracks, thinking he had heard it wrong: "...what did you call me?"

In order to avoid the ants jumping around, Xu Xingzhi replied without raising his head: "Wen Baimao."

Wen Xuechen shot straight at Tianling Gai with an unknown fire, but he still managed to endure it before the attack: "...I am older than you."

"So what?" Xu Xingzhi said, "Fatty Zhou from Ying Tianchuan is also two years older than me."

...Wen Xuechen doesn't want to talk to Xu Xingzhi anymore.

For the first time, he had the experience that his heart ached when he talked too much.

Xu Xingzhi seemed to have sensed Wen Xuechen's emotions, so he stopped talking to him and walked in front of Wen Xuechen.

While clearing the way with a branch, he said brokenly: "I will not be angry when others are angry, and there is no one to take care of me when I am angry. If I am angry to death, who will be happy? Besides, it is painful and laborious..."

The enemy family is right in front of you, but you can't find it everywhere, Wen Xuechen was very upset, and hearing Xu Xingzhi's words pointed out, he finally couldn't bear it: "Shut up!"

Xu Xingzhi was a little confused by the yelling, looked back at him, and explained: "I just want to tell you not to be angry, it's not good for your health."

Of course Wen Xuechen knew that Xu Xingzhi was not malicious, but at this time his temper was already aroused, and he simply vented his anger on Xu Xingzhi: "What does my body have to do with you? Who are you? Are you worthy to take care of me?"

"Why are you angry at me?" After all, Xu Xingzhi is also a teenager at heart. After hearing this, he mercilessly turned back, "If you are really unhappy, you can hit a tree."

Wen Xuechen gritted his teeth and stared at Xu Xingzhi: "If your family members die in front of you, you will naturally know how I am feeling now!"

Xu Xingzhi paused, stood with his back to Wen Xuechen for a while, then walked forward without saying a word, and in a blink of an eye, he threw Wen Xuechen away by several feet.

When Wen Xuechen admonished the junior disciples in Qingliang Valley, no one dared to disobey him. Now Xu Xingzhi, who is younger and younger than him, not only speaks rudely, but also refuses to be disciplined. Grasping the cane by the waist, he threw it fiercely towards Xu Xing's back, hitting his shoulder blade.

The nanmu cane was extremely heavy, and Xu Xingzhi didn't guard against Wen Xuechen. Under this blow, he knelt down directly, covering his shoulders.

Wen Xuechen didn't expect to hit him, and when the blood in his brain was about to ebb, Xu Xingzhi reached out to pick up his crutch, got up, slammed his knee hard, and the crutch split in two.

Xu Xingzhi didn't even look at it, he threw the broken nanmu crutches into the nearby cliff, and then walked away.

Wen Xuechen was so angry that he almost vomited blood: "...you!"

Wen Xuechen couldn't walk even more without his cane.

Because of recalling what happened back then, and had another quarrel with Xu Xingzhi, Wen Xuechen felt more and more uncomfortable in his chest as he walked.

Not half a mile away, he leaned against a peach tree, fumbled his hands and took out the pain-relieving and heart-healing elixir from his bosom, and after swallowing the medicine, he lost his strength and fell asleep.

...he was awakened by the jolt.

When he woke up, Wen Xuechen was lying on someone's back.The sky has turned from evening to midnight.

They were leaving the mountain range with their swords, and the golden light that had just shrouded the mountain range had disappeared.

Wen Xuechen became anxious, and grabbed the shoulder of the person in front of him: "Stop!"

Xu Xingzhi, who was carrying him on his back, was pinched in such a way that he almost fell off the sword, and he gasped in pain: "Damn you, let go!"

Only then did Wen Xuechen realize that it was Xu Xingzhi who was carrying him behind his back, and what he was pinching was exactly where he was hit by his cane.

And Xu Xingzhizhou obviously had more than one injury on his body, his waist, legs, and chest were scorched by will-o'-the-wisp burns, and some hemostatic herbs that could be found in the mountains and forests were simply applied on the back of his neck, but he was tossed by Wen Xuechen who woke up , the herb dregs rustled down, revealing a shocking knife wound,

Wen Xuechen's expression froze: "You are..."

"It's just in time for you to wake up." After Xu Xingzhi recovered from the pain, he picked the nearest small hill, stopped the sword and fell, put Wen Xuechen down from his back, and fumbled in his sleeve again, and took out the golden clock : "I captured that bastard for you, and locked him up in this golden bell."

Wen Xuechen stared at the golden bell he handed to her in astonishment, and it took a long time before she uttered a voice: "You..."

Xu Xingzhi scratched his hair: "This thing is very cunning, and it took me a lot of effort to capture him alive. After capturing him, I have sealed all the big holes in his body. Even if you look like you now, it is enough to slowly kill him. him."

"Why do you want to capture him alive?" Wen Xuechen found that his voice was trembling unnaturally, "Master said that if he refuses to subdue the law, he should be killed."

Xu Xingzhi handed the golden bell to Wen Xuechen again, with a relaxed tone: "I think, if I were you, I would definitely want to kill him personally for revenge. Well, he is here, if you want revenge, take it."

Wen Xuechen was speechless for a moment.

The bruised Xu Xingzhi held the golden bell in his hand and looked at him with a heartless smile.

After a long while, Wen Xuechen said: "Since he has been arrested, I can no longer avenge him personally.... Escort him back to Qingliang Valley."

Xu Xingzhi wondered: "Why?"

Wen Xuechen: "This is the rule."

"What's the rule?" Xu Xingzhi threw the golden bell into Wen Xuechen's arms, and Wen Xuechen was forced to catch the golden bell, "It's the rule to kill people for their lives. I have the right to ask you, whether killing him will make you feel better ?”

"My parents can't come back to life..."

Xu Xingzhi said: "Who asked you this? What I asked is whether you can feel better in your heart?"

Wen Xuechen pondered for a moment, then nodded slightly.

"Then go." Xu Xingzhi pulled Wen Xuechen's shoulders, turned him around, and pushed him on the back again, "...I'll give you an hour to toss him slowly. How can you vent your anger? How to toss."

Wen Xuechen found that he had only been with him for half a day, and he was already used to Xu Xingzhi's slick tone as a common man.He laughed and said, "...How can I torment him for so long."

Xu Xingzhi sat down on a nearby rock: "Don't tell me that when you were having nightmares, you didn't think about how to cut this man into pieces."

He regretted again: "...If I could catch the ghost cultivator who killed my mother, it would be too little to torment him for a day and a night. Unfortunately, I was too young to see the ghost cultivator at the time."

Wen Xuechen's face changed slightly, remembering what he had accused Xu Xingzhi of during the quarrel with Xu Xingzhi.

"If you have family members who die in front of you, you will naturally know how I am feeling now!"

His throat was slightly choked, and he gritted his teeth several times, but he still couldn't say "thank you".He reached into his bosom, took out a medicine bottle containing wound medicine from his bosom, and threw it into Xu Xingzhi's bosom with a wave of his sleeve: "It's for wound healing."

Xu Xing was taken aback for a moment, and then laughed loudly: "Thank you!"

Wen Xuechen's cheeks were slightly red: "Why bother to say thank you."

"You are a nice person." Xu Xingzhi took off the cork, sniffed it, and said in surprise, "Is it Baihui Dan? I heard that in the mortal world, one is worth a hundred gold..."

Wen Xuechen interrupted him in a cold voice: "Don't hide it and sell it."

After being punctured, Xu Xingzhi coughed twice, and said seriously: "Who said it will be sold, but this thing is really precious, you are really willing to use it for me."

"It can be seen that you hold grudges very much." Wen Xuechen turned away and argued with an indifferent face, "I don't want to be skinned and cramp in your nightmare."

Xu Xing was stunned, touched his injured shoulder, and immediately laughed: "Don't worry, I never remember overnight revenge, and usually report it on the spot."

Wen Xuechen: "..."

Xu Xingzhi said happily: "When you hit me, I broke your crutches, and I had already taken revenge at that time. After I captured Guixiu and came back, I found that you were stunned by my anger. I still feel very sorry Yours, hahahahaha."

Wen Xuechen: "..."

He didn't argue any more that he fainted because of a heart attack, he turned and left with the golden bell in his hand, hiding in the forest.

The screams rang out among the small hills for a long time, so Xu Xingzhi let him toss about. After taking the medicine, he used the branches to write pictures on the ground.

It wasn't until dawn that Wen Xuechen walked out of the woods with bloodstained hands.

When handing the golden bell back to Xu Xingzhi, he noticed what Xu Xingzhi drew on the ground: "...What is this?"

Xu Xingzhi held a piece of grass in his mouth, and when he saw Wen Xuechen coming out, he said excitedly: "You came just in time.... Let me think about it, your heart disease is so serious, and it is hard to walk outside. I will make a stage for you when I return to Fengling Mountain A wheelchair will make it easier to travel in the future.”

Wen Xuechen's heart moved slightly: "...you..."

Xu Xingzhi said bluntly: "Don't make that expression, I didn't do it for you for nothing.... Help me get some Baihui Dan, it's really useful. You see, my shoulder doesn't hurt anymore. "

He squatted there, stretched his arms and turned them in a big circle, then looked up at Wen Xuechen, with a smile on his lips and light in his eyes, his young face looked extremely bright and pure under the morning light.

Wen Xuechen smiled along with him unconsciously: "Okay, I agree....Go back."

Xu Xingzhi didn't get up, and pointed to his shoulder: "Since the injury is healed, come up quickly." The smile in his eyes had a strange sense of warmth, "...I will carry you home."

The author has something to say: Today is the memory session of Xiaowen Baimao and Xiaoshixiong~

On the second day when Shigemitsu was away, I missed him√