The villain does one good thing every day

With his mind full of the bloody street today and the Quan family's courtyard full of dead bodies, Yu Yao almost subconsciously grabbed Ling Xing by the collar, with veins in his hands bulging, and grabbed him fiercely: "You Mom could have..."

Ling Xing looked astonished and puzzled, even a little ignorant.

But Yu Yao immediately calmed down again, let go of her hand, turned her head away and said to herself: "It's not you...it's not you...it's none of your business...it's not your responsibility..."

He also used one hand to smooth Ling Xing's collar, his hand trembling a little.

Ling Xing looked at him, but finally did not reply.

Yu Yao didn't say a word, trying to calm herself down.No matter what he wanted to say just now, he has no interest in opening his mouth now.Yu Yao turned back dejectedly, and walked towards where she came from.

When they returned to the backyard, Quan Zhongtian was alone, standing at the door of Yu Yao with a lamp, waiting for them anxiously, there was no one else around.

Yu Yao looked up at him: "Woke you up?"

Quan Zhongtian shook his head: "I didn't sleep." He glanced at Ling Xing who was following behind, moved closer to Yu Yao, and suppressed his voice, "Just now...is that right?"

Yu Yao nodded.

Quan Zhongtian's expression changed, and he asked again, "Are they all dead?"

Yu Yao nodded.

Quan Zhongtian breathed a sigh of relief.

Yu Yao was still dejected, with his shoulders hanging, walked past Quan Zhongtian, and was about to go back to the yard, but was grabbed by Quan Zhongtian.

Quan Zhongtian looked at him, and with a tone that tried to control his calm, rubbed into his hoarseness, he asked, "I have something to discuss with you."

Yu Yao stopped in her tracks, turned her head to look at him, knew what he was going to say, pursed her lips, and replied, "Do you have to discuss it?"

Quan Zhongtian's hand shaking when grabbing him: "Please."

Yu Yao moved away to make room for him: "Please."

***

Yu Yao entered the room and sat on the chair, lowered her head, and pointed to the teapot: "If you want to drink tea, pour it yourself, I..."

Before he finished speaking, Quan Zhongtian had already stood in front of him and knelt down straight.

Yu Yao flicked up: "What are you doing!"

Quan Zhongtian saluted and said: "Is there any way you can save Xianglong Town and Beihai, please let me know!"

Yu Yao stretched out his hand and pulled Quan Zhongtian, but he didn't pull, he froze in place, and spread his hand: "I don't. You should get up first."

But Quan Zhongtian did not move.

Yu Yao said a few more words in a good voice, but did not get any reaction from Quan Zhongtian. As he said more and more, his emotions gradually lost control.

He walked around the room anxiously: "I can't help it! Who said I can do it! Fart! I can't help it!"

Quan Zhongtian widened his eyes, resolutely and firmly: "You have!"

Yu Yao waved his hand: "I don't have one!" He went to squat down next to Quan Zhongtian, "What do I have? I don't have anything! I have to be helped down the fucking stairs, what do I have?!"

He stood up again and walked around the room, "What can I do?! I want to say hit, fuck it, can you beat it?! What can I do, I will kneel down for you good?"

Yu Yao walked to Quan Zhongtian's side again, knelt down and approached his ear, but the volume did not decrease: "Where are you going? Third-class demon, third-class demon. How many people died today?"

Quan Zhongtian still knelt straight: "I know who you are."

The irritable Yu Yao stopped suddenly, and he froze in place, looking at Quan Zhongtian in a daze.

The man kneeling on the ground said, "You are from the Seven Gold Sect."

Yu Yao continued to ask: "And then?"

Quan Zhongtian looked at him: "Isn't that enough? The Qijin sect is determined to guard the North Sea, and the Qijin..."

Yu Yao lowered her head dejectedly, her tone full of helplessness: "I want to do the same, come to be a savior. Appear in front of people who are about to die in the desert, and say with golden light, 'I'm here to save you, this is for you water'. But here I am, I appear in front of the person who is about to be dried to death, and I have no water in my hand. How can I say that I am here to save people?

Or it's just like you, where the responsibility is, the shot is taken for granted, it's only right and proper.The person who should appear in front of the dead is you, what right do I have to take your place empty-handed - I don't have water in my hand. "

Yu Yao sat on the ground: "It's not that I don't want to take care of it, it's not that I don't care. I also want a way, and I just want to find a way. Now Beihai is isolated and helpless, it's all because of me. If I want to save face, I can't be reckless." I can’t go to Tongtian to listen, I’m already exhausted, I don’t know what the higher-ups think. If they see me, they will punish you? Who can explain this reason?”

He babbled about his worries, and the 80 years of mortal world had made him think a lot.

And Quan Zhongtian was completely stunned. He thought this person was a scattered disciple of the Seven Gold Sect, but he didn't expect it to be the former glory and shadow of Beihai.

Whether it is glory or shadow, Beihai should come out.But Quan Zhongtian was not sure for a while, whether to strangle him or worship him again.But in the end he figured it out, and he didn't move.

Yu Yao had talked enough, and it would be useless to talk too much. He slumped on the ground, leaning on the chair leg, and shook his head at Quan Zhongtian: "Go back."

Quan Zhongtian didn't push and stay, stood up, patted the dirt on his body, lit the lamp for himself again, and smiled.

"Savior Convenience is convenience, and things will be simple."

"Simple things are not for us." Quan Zhongtian straightened his clothes, turned to look at Yu Yao, "There is an early train to leave at Maoshi, and the old fairy has a smooth journey."

After saying goodbye, he turned and opened the door, entering the night.

Yu Yao raised her head to watch him leave.

***

The morning bell has already struck, and the birdsong can't wait to start hanging their voices.Those who get up early have already started to mend their lives, and Xianglong wakes up earlier than usual after the catastrophe.

Quan Zhongtian was still ticking off the reported loss slips one by one, and the official sat opposite him, yawning while reviewing the slips.

Quan Zhongtian handed it to the official envoy after drawing one line: "This is from Xijiang."

The envoy took it over and rubbed his eyes: "Take a break, I haven't slept all night."

After hearing this, Quan Zhongtian stopped writing, and thanked the official envoy: "Thanks for your hard work, ambassador."

The envoy waved his hand: "No, you should take a break too." He asked someone to make a pot of strong tea.

When the tea was served, the envoy poured it for the two of them: "This time, it is thanks to the people of the Quan family who killed the monster in the Western Regions, and they are the most credited."

Quan Zhongtian was not in the mood to drink tea: "This time Fusi should believe it. The matter of Bu Jun..."

The envoy raised his hand and interrupted his next words: "The matter of the cloth army is not a matter of a day or two, there is still a reporting process."

Quan Zhongtian didn't respond.

The official envoy pushed the poured tea towards him as if to comfort him: "But the arrangements for the support of food and medical centers have been made, and the neighboring towns are ready."

Quan Zhongtian cupped his hands again: "Thank you, the official."

The envoy smiled in satisfaction, and when he wanted to say something, there was a burst of noise outside.

A shout mixed with joy: "Quan Zhongtian, come out!"

With such a rude name, Quan Zhongtian couldn't think of others.

He put down his pen, pushed the door open, and saw Yu Yao rushing in excitedly, with black and swollen eye circles, unchanging clothes, and even some wounds that he hadn't noticed yesterday were bleeding.

But none of that matters.

Yu Yao quickly walked up and grabbed Quan Zhongtian's arm: "I have an idea."

Quan Zhongtian, who originally wanted to introduce Yu Yao to meet the envoy, didn't care much, so he hurriedly closed the door and walked back to find a place to talk.

They hadn't gone far, seeing that there were fewer people, Quan Zhongtian immediately asked, "What's your idea?"

"I thought about it all night, and the method of dispelling the irrigation is in Beihai. When we fought in the Western Regions, there was an immortal official who played formations very well. He seemed to be some kind of general before he became immortal. We used his formations at that time. I have captured a divine beast, so I don’t know if it will be effective against rebuke, but I can give it a try.”

Quan Zhongtian asked: "Where is this person now?"

Yu Yao replied to him: "One year before I was exiled, he voluntarily retired from immortality, abolished his cultivation, and went back to East Lake to live an ordinary life. For his meritorious service, he was rewarded with a hundred years of life. What an accident, he should still be in East Lake now. I don’t know him very well, but I know that there is a temple dedicated to him in East Lake. He also guarded East Lake. Even if he returned to the dust, he would not be too far away from his temple. one trip."

Quan Zhongtian made a decisive decision: "Okay. Let's go. Who will you take?"

Yu Yao hesitated for a moment: "With the level of monsters attacking, I can't take away too many people. That hero Yan from last time, come with me."

Quan Zhongtian nodded and said: "Let Wuyong come along, there is a helper on the way."

Yu Yao agreed, and anxiously went to pack her luggage, then turned around and asked, "Zhongtang, can you defend Xianglong Town?"

Quan Zhongtian stood up straight: "Yes."

Yu Yao turned around and was about to leave, but saw Ling Xing passing by, before he could speak, Quan Zhongtian stopped Ling Xing.

Quan Zhongtian pulled Yu Yao over: "Take Sansha with you?"

Yu Yao looked at Ling Xing, then at Quan Zhongtian: "They don't listen to me."

Quan Zhongtian frowned, greeted Ling Xing, and pushed out Yu Yao: "Xie Xing, would you like to go out with your master?"

Ling Xing stopped, turned into the door, folded her arms, and looked at the two of them inscrutablely with a smile.

Quan Zhongtian's push almost pushed Yu Yao to Ling Xing's side. He even surprised himself when he finished pushing. He didn't expect it to be so easy to push. It seems that he really has no skill.

Yu Yao was a little embarrassed and quickly stood up straight.

Quan Zhong took a step forward: "Don't forget, you live and die together, and if anything happens to him, you can't escape."

Ling Xing turned to look at Yu Yao, obviously answering Quan Zhongtian's question, but leaned in front of Yu Yao's face, staring closely at Yu Yao's eyes: "Do you think I care about this?"

Quan Zhongtian was almost angry, he clenched his teeth.

Yu Yao and Ling Xing looked at each other, watching the hatred gradually welling up on Ling Xing's young face, reshaping their silence on the edge of the cliff, Ling Xing's voice was deep and steady, beyond his age, with persecution Sensation, ringing beside Yu Yao's ear, rumbled with echoes, hiding too much emotion, making Yu Yao's auricle seem to be licked.

Ling Xing was about to leave after finishing speaking, but Yu Yao spoke.

"Come with me, stay with me."

Lingxing looks at him.

"You will know whether I am him or not. If I am, you can do it. There are so many people who hate me. If you are close to the water, you will die at the hands of others. Are you willing to die? If it is not for revenge, you will live What are you doing?"

Ling Xing shook for a moment, because she had been accurately guessed.

He didn't speak.

Yu Yao raised her hand, patted Ling Xing's shoulder, and laughed enthusiastically: "Boy, I'll give you a chance, first come, first served."

After speaking, he put his hands behind his back and walked away gracefully.

Quan Zhongtian watched the situation nervously.

Ling Xing stood there for a long time—I don't know how long.

He also took a step and followed.