The Villain is Outrageously Beautiful

After running for thirty miles with someone on his back, Xu Xingzhi was really tired, so he simply wrapped the chain around his arm, tidied up, rolled into bed and fell asleep.

With my crippled hand, it is difficult to hold chopsticks and bowls. Assassination is such a delicate job, it seems that I have to find another time.

After Xu Xingzhi fell asleep, the bamboo door was quietly opened from the outside again.

Meng Chongguang walked in slowly from the outside, he had already changed a piece of clothes.

Gejin single-clothes, white clothes better than snow, dragon and cloud patterns embossed on the lapels of the clothes, ink-painted patterns on the back hem, beautiful crown, and a long misty ribbon on the hat, making his hair black and ink like clouds .

But his cloak was still the scorched black and blood-stained robe.

He knelt down beside the bed silently, pulled Xu Xingzhi's right hand, put his pillow on it, and looked sideways at the sleeping Xu Xingzhi.

Meng Chongguang's eyes carefully lingered over his tight lip line, full Adam's apple, and heaving chest, nervous, apprehensive, and panicky, as if he was looking at a vase that might shatter at any time.

I don't know how long he watched like this, he seemed not sure that Xu Xingzhi was still alive, his fingers slowly moved up Xu Xingzhi's body, rubbed off the thin layer of clothes covering his body, and touched his heart with his fingertips, feeling A powerful heartbeat under the skin.

Boom boom, boom boom.

Meng Chongguang showed a satisfied and moved smile, and whispered in a low voice: "Brother, you are back, you are home..."

Following the whisper, Meng Chongguang's breathing gradually became unsteady.

The corners of his eyes were bloodshot, the originally clear pupils were gradually stained scarlet, and the cinnabar traces at the ends of the eyes and the center of the forehead were faintly revealing a terrifying vermilion light.

His fingers also trembled violently, and the nails gradually elongated.Seeing that Xu Xingzhi's heart and skin were about to be uncontrollably scratched, Meng Zhongguang resisted, and quickly withdrew his hand, tightening his wrist.

Five wounds that were as deep as the bones were scratched on his wrist, and after seeing the blood, the blood in his eyes faded slightly.

Xu Xingzhi's eyelids moved slightly, as if feeling something.

Meng Chongguang refused to stay here any longer, barely sealed his air door, took off his robe with the last bit of reason, covered Xu Xingzhi's body, and then turned and walked out.

The moment he walked out of the bamboo door, Meng Chongguang almost bumped into someone.

Zhou Wang frowned, and stretched out his hand to help: "Brother Meng?"

Meng Chongguang refused her support, and after panting, he asked in a cold voice, "What's the matter with you?"

Zhou Wang was used to seeing Meng Chongguang's illness, and knew that if he was emotionally disturbed, he would definitely go berserk and run wild, and he had to drink blood to cure him.

Fortunately, even when Meng Chongguang was extremely frantic, he kept his bottom line and never attacked them, so Zhou Wang was not afraid of him, and replied neatly: "This is the first time I saw Senior Brother Xu, and I want to talk to him." .”

Meng Chongguang pressed his frantically beating heart tightly, and said, "Brother is still sleeping, you stay outside and wait until he wakes up."

Zhou Wang cupped his fists: "Yes."

Watching Meng Chongguang staggering out of the huge bronze gate of the tower, Zhou Wang turned his face, whistled, and pushed directly into the gate.

Xu Xingzhi was awakened by the sound of pushing the door, and when he turned over and sat up, the coat covering his body also slipped off.

He was born with a cold body, and he forgot to cover the quilt before going to bed, and the front was opened for some reason, and after sleeping, his hands and feet were already icy cold.

He shivered, and before he had time to think about who covered himself with the robe, he first wrapped the still warm robe into his arms to keep warm.

Zhou Wang asked, "Cold?"

"A little bit." Xu Xingzhi rubbed his palms while looking at Zhou Wanglai.

She had already taken off the two giant knives, and she was wearing a poorly textured red dress, but she was born with crimson lips and snowy skin, which really seemed a bit unkempt and unkempt.

Noticing Xu Xingzhi's gaze, Zhou Wang laughed: "My uncle is right."

Xu Xingzhi: "???"

Zhou Wang folded his arms and said with a smile: "Meng Lang, surnamed Xu, is wanton and has no integrity at all. He can't walk when he sees a woman."

Xu Xingzhi: "... What else did he say?"

Zhou Wang said: "He said that if you dare to have ill intentions against me, I will goug out your eyeballs."

...Xu Xingzhi was wronged.

Xu Xingzhi loves beauty, and he likes to look at girls regardless of height, fat or thin, but he almost never has the idea of ​​being obscene, let alone a child as young as Zhou Wang.

Xu Xingzhi shrugged his shoulders and said frankly: "Beauties are born in the world, they are treasures, and if you look at them, you will miss one. Today's beauty is not the same as tomorrow's beauty. It is a meritorious deed for me to look at it a few more times. How can I count it as Meng Lang?"

Zhou Wang: "..."

Speechless, she saw Xu Xingzhi's left hand tied to the head of the bed, and she finally regained her mental balance, revealing the gloat of "you deserve to be locked up".

Xu Xingzhi was not angry at all, holding a fan in his left hand, he tapped her forehead familiarly: "Yes, this is just like a child, with a straight face, old-fashioned, outrageous."

Zhou Wang was stunned by his knock, and looked at him while covering his forehead.

She obeyed Zhou Beinan's order, and wanted to get something out of Xu Xingzhi's mouth, but Xu Xingzhi took the lead in her words

Xu Xingzhi asked her: "Your name is Zhou Wang? Zhou Beinan is your uncle?"

Zhou Wang only felt that this person was interesting, and he became a little curious.She imitated the man's sitting posture, raised one leg onto the kang, and leaned against the carved wooden railing at the head of the bed: "Yes."

Xu Xingzhi estimated her age: "Come in with your uncle?"

Zhou Wang: "Almost. It's been 13 years."

If he is in front of other people, Xu Xingzhi has to pay attention to his words and deeds, but when he is around this girl, he doesn't have to be restrained.

After all, she had never met herself before, and even if she had heard Zhou Beinan talk about herself, she probably only had a half-knowledge of it.

If it is possible, Xu Xingzhi might be able to ask her something about Manhuang.

He asked, "Why are you imprisoned in the wilderness?"

Zhou Wang stared at Xu Xingzhi, and raised his eyebrows slightly: "My uncles think I'm too young, so they won't tell me in detail... Besides, don't you know how we got in, Senior Brother Xu?"

Xu Xingzhi: ... oh well.

Still a pretty smart girl, not easy to fool.

Talking to smart people naturally requires a different way. Xu Xingzhi opened the fan and slapped himself a few times: "I just didn't expect that they would not let the children go."

Zhou Wang twitched his lips, opened his palm, and played with the callus marks on his palm: "I was not born when I entered the wilderness. After my mother and uncle were exiled to the wilderness, my uncle lost his life protecting my mother. If I hadn't met Uncle Lu, fixed my uncle's soul core in his talisman, and distributed the essence to him, my uncle's soul would have been scattered long ago."

Xu Xingzhi frowned slightly: "How did Zhou Beinan die?"

Zhou Wang replied, "He forgot."

Regarding this point, Xu Xingzhi didn't find it strange.

Ghost cultivators mainly attack by manipulating corpses and ghosts. As one of the ghost cultivators, Lu Yujiu obviously belongs to the latter, and ghosts can be roughly divided into bright ghosts and dark ghosts.

Ghosts who can remember the past are called "wisdom ghosts". Their spiritual platform is clear and clear, and their power is the same as before life. They were powerful before life and equally powerful after death.

Those ghosts with vague memories are collectively called "dark ghosts".When they died, part of their souls had been damaged, lost, or were still attached to the remnants of their lives and had not been freed, so they were chaotic and dissociated from the world, and their power would be greatly reduced compared to before they were alive.

The only reason for the ghost to become a "dark ghost" is that his death was so tragic that his soul was broken, his five souls were split, and he was so painful that he didn't even want to recall his own death.

It's hard for Xu Xingzhi to imagine what happened back then.

According to the scattered memories of the original owner, the orthodox path is divided into four gates, and each of the four gates guards a creation artifact.

Qingliang Valley guards the "Taixu Bow", Ying Tianchuan guards the "Hateful Mirror", Danyang Peak guards the "Chengming Sword", and Fengling Mountain where the original owner is guarded is the "World Book".

Meng Chongguang is a heavenly demon, and it is reasonable to be exiled after being deprived of the artifact. However, Zhou Beinan is the son of the island master of Ying Tianchuan, why did he want to steal the artifact with his sister?

Why is this necessary?

When Xu Xingzhi's heart turned back and forth, Zhou Wang suddenly asked: "Brother Xu, what happened to your right hand?"

Xu Xingzhi looked at his pear tree right hand, which had the skylight opened, and said with regret: "You mean this hole? It was stabbed just now."

Zhou Wang couldn't help laughing: "Who asked you about the hole? I asked why your hand was broken?"

...Yeah, why?

To be honest, Xu Xingzhi himself can't remember clearly.

It seems that he himself was too naughty when he was five years old. He accidentally cut off the whole palm of his hand with a wheat knife while playing. The blood flowed profusely. He suffered a serious illness and had a high fever for three days. .

Fortunately, God also left him a hand, which is not too bad after thinking about it.

However, when mentioning his right hand, Xu Xingzhi couldn't help but think of the scene where his father took care of him with his clothes on when he was injured.

I am now in the wilderness, and I don't know how time passes outside, how my father and sister are doing now.

Thinking of this, Xu Xingzhi couldn't help being distracted, but he didn't want to answer in detail, so he simply said in one sentence: "...It's hard to say."

Zhou Wang asked the second question: "You have been outside for so many years, have you ever visited your elder brother Xu Pingsheng?"

……Um?

As soon as this question came up, Xu Xingzhi was basically sure that this little girl was really sent by Zhou Beinan to tell her story.

The most troublesome thing was that he searched through his memory, but he couldn't find the memory of the original owner's brother.

Whether there is such a person is still a question, how should he answer?

If he followed her words, would he fall into the trap of her words?

In a few moments, Xu Xingzhi had a way to deal with it.

Xu Xingzhi stared into Zhou Wang's eyes, and said word by word: "I don't have an elder brother."

Zhou Wang frowned at this answer: "But..."

Xu Xingzhi interrupted Zhou Wang's words in a rare and forceful way, and lay back, holding his head with one hand, with an indifferent expression: "I don't have any elder brothers."

Zhou Beinan, who was mobilizing his spiritual consciousness outside the tower and listening to the conversation between the two in the room, raised the corners of his mouth sarcastically: "When Xu Xingzhi got something good, he always thought about his brother in every possible way. Now he finally Knowing that his brother is not a good thing."

The ghost-faced youth Lu Yujiu's answer was even simpler and rude: "Xu Pingsheng was a bastard. Brother Xu deserves to deny him."

Zhou Beinan pressed his ear and gave an order to the other end: "Ah Wang, ask him why he came to Manhuang? Who sent him here?"

However, before Zhou Wang asked, Zhou Beinan heard Xu Xingzhi lazily say: "Zhou Beinan asked you to ask me, right?"

Now that he was found out, Zhou Wang didn't hide any more, and asked directly: "My uncle is justified in his suspicions. It has been 13 years, and no one has seen you, and no one has found out about you. After many years, Why did you suddenly enter the wilderness?"

Xu Xingzhi hooked his fingers to Zhou Wang: "Come here, I will tell you quietly."

Zhou Wang naturally listened to it.

Xu Xingzhi rolled his eyes, and found a glimmer of light in the stone earring on the right side of Zhou Wang.

With quick eyesight and quick hands, he pinched off the earring, and squeezed hard with his fingertips.

This earring was transformed by Zhou Beinan's spiritual consciousness, and it went straight to his ear canal. How could it stand such a kneading? He was like a cat whose tail had been stepped on. He jumped up, covered his ears and cursed in pain: "My surname is Xu. Yes, I'll fuck you!"

Xu Xingzhi: "Hahahahaha."

On the other side, Zhou Beinan's face turned blue, he pinched his fingers and patrolled the lines: "You wait for me!"

In an instant, the earring on Xu Xingzhi's palm turned into a spider as big as a compass.

Xu Xingzhi's smile gradually became dull.

It wasn't until the spider's hairy legs began to wriggle between his fingers that he flung his hand away with a horrific scream.

Now it was Zhou Beinan's turn to pat his thigh and laugh wildly: "Hahahahaha."

Xu Xingzhi was covered with goosebumps, pulled the gold chain and retreated to the end of the bed, trembling with fright, his bones were crisp from the inside to the outside, and the cracks in the bones seemed to be full of small bugs, making him uncomfortable He is going to die.

At this moment, the bamboo door was swung open again.

Meng Chongguang rushed in in panic: "Brother?? What's wrong???"

Before Xu Xingzhi could answer, he saw the spider crawling up the bed along the legs of the bed, moving its thin legs.

With a buzzing sound in his head, he jumped out of the bed and threw himself directly into Meng Chongguang's arms, hanging his feet off his neck, tears were about to come down: "...Bugs!! There are bugs over there!! !"

The author has something to say: Brother: Who can help me slap the bugs to death, even the lives of people are yours.

Chongguang [shoot to death]: Brother, look...

Brother: Go away!Don't touch me with hands that have beaten worms! !

Shigemitsu: ...QAQ