The villain master is too difficult [Transmigration Book]

The next day.

Chu Wuyue turned over in a daze, then took a deep breath, recalled her memory, and completely woke up.

He was sore all over, slowly opened his eyes, and was immersed in Qin Feiyuan's dark red and strange eyes.

Qin Feiyuan tightened the arm that was tightly bound around Chu Wuyue's waist, and leaned over to touch his forehead, and said in a hoarse voice: "Master, will you still be sleeping for a while?"

Close breathing blends, intimate.

In an instant, Chu Wuyue recalled the intense situation yesterday, her old face blushed, "No, there's no need." She was so ashamed that she stumbled even when she spoke in a calm and cold voice.

Hearing the words, Qin Feiyuan's eyes darkened, and he moved closer, and sipped lightly on Chu Wuyue's lips, like a dragonfly touching water, and left as soon as he touched it, Chu Wuyue didn't avoid it in a daze.

After Qin Feiyuan finished kissing, his earlobes were as soft as white jade, red to the point of bleeding, and his face became hotter and hotter.

Qin Feiyuan glanced at the bright red floating on Chu Wuyue's ears, and smiled muffled, causing his chest to vibrate slightly.

"..." Chu Wuyue felt inexplicably ashamed and annoyed, he raised his eyes to look at Qin Feiyuan, pursed his lips and said nothing.

Seeing this, Qin Feiyuan suppressed his smile, blinked his eyes obediently and innocently, then lowered his head and put it next to Chu Wuyue's ear, restraining his emotions and hugging him in his arms.

He said in a deep and hoarse voice: "Master is tired, then rest for a while and get up again."

Having said that, Chu Wuyue felt the fatigue coming from his whole body again, and his legs were still faintly weak when they were slightly bent.

He didn't make a sound, but silently grabbed Qin Feiyuan's skirt, and quietly hid his face away.

moment.

Chu Wuyue noticed that Qin Feiyuan's powerful palms were covering his lower back. He froze and dared not move even if he was tense.

However, Qin Feiyuan's hand rubbed slowly on his lower back, light and heavy, which made Chu Wuyue tremble all at once, and instantly deepened his impression of last night.

He hurriedly held Qin Feiyuan's fidgeting hand, and said in a low voice, "...don't." His current body couldn't bear it once.

Qin Feiyuan smiled and said: "What is Master thinking, the disciple is just helping Master to get rid of fatigue."

As soon as the words fell, Chu Wuyue felt a little bit of spiritual power in Qin Feiyuan's palm, which penetrated warmly into his lower back and walked on his body, which relieved a lot of soreness and made him feel very comfortable.

"..." This kind of behavior is so bad that Chu Wuyue has reason to suspect that Qin Feiyuan did it on purpose.

He uncomfortably let go of Qin Feiyuan's hand, and then he felt ashamed, so he took a bite of Qin Feiyuan's neck in retaliation, and when he succeeded in hearing Qin Feiyuan's muffled groan, he subconsciously He let go of his mouth in distress, looked down and saw the two rows of neat teeth marks on Qin Feiyuan's neck, and was in a daze for a moment.

Then when Chu Wuyue reacted, Qin Feiyuan turned over and bullied her.

Immediately afterwards, Chu Wuyue was shrouded in shadow, her lower lip was bitten presumptuously and restrained lightly, and there was a tingling sensation as fine as a needle.

When the two separated, Chu Wuyue pressed against Qin Feiyuan panting lightly, and said, "Enough is enough, don't come again."

"Master..." Qin Feiyuan stopped as he said, leaned over and buried in Chu Wuyue's shoulder, took a deep breath, rubbed it again, and said in a hoarse voice, "I feel uncomfortable being teased by Master, Master!" But so ruthless, he pulled away and left."

Chu Wuyue was speechless, and had to say that Qin Feiyuan was not only good at other things, but also very good at turning black and white.

Fortunately, Qin Feiyuan also knew that Chu Wuyue hadn't recovered his cultivation, so he really couldn't bear it, so he hugged Chu Wuyue tightly and remained silent for a long time. After calming down, he continued to rub Chu Wuyue's waist, slowly Slowly infuse spiritual power, wander in Chu Wuyue's spiritual veins, and dredge them.

Chu Wuyue tensed up for a while, but the process of walking through the spiritual veins with warm spiritual power was so comfortable, he unknowingly relaxed, sleepiness hit him, and he closed his eyes and fell asleep again.

It was a light sleep.

It didn't take long for Chu Wuyue to wake up again, and the sense of fatigue on her body has faded a lot, at least she can't see anything abnormal when she walks around the ground.

It's just that after putting on the coat, Chu Wuyue noticed that there were spots of red marks on her neck, extending all the way into the collar, making people know what happened at a glance, very ambiguous.

Even if this trace is covered with powder, it cannot be covered.

Even though he had recovered a little spiritual power, in his current state, it was still impossible to open the former spiritual pouch, it was impossible to find clothes, and he couldn't even pinch out the dust removal formula, so he asked Qin Feiyuan to help him remove these traces.

However, when Qin Feiyuan heard it, he looked around and said it again, with a guilty look, which made Chu Wuyue speechless and silent, staring at Qin Feiyuan with pursed lips, and said, "Did you do it on purpose?"

"Master..." Qin Feiyuan looked back pitifully, without speaking, with his hands behind his back, drooping like a defeated wolf king.

Watched for two seconds.

"That's all." Chu Wuyue sighed in a low voice, and compromised: "You don't have to remove it, but you have to cover it with a collar."

It's too rude to let other people see him like this.

Hearing this, Qin Feiyuan immediately smiled and said, "Okay."

Qin Feiyuan pulled out a fur collar and put it on Chu Wuyue, with reluctance in his eyes, but he still carefully arranged the fur collar for Chu Wuyue to cover the marks on his neck.

His eyesight has recovered, and next step Chu Wuyue plans to open the letter from Aunt Sister, but the altar cave is dim, with only a few lamps lit in the corner, so he can't see clearly, he plans to go outside.

Qin Feiyuan was thinking that Chu Wuyue hadn't eaten when he woke up, so after leaving the altar, he went to make some food for Chu Wuyue.

After the altar came out, there was a secret door behind the main hall of the Demon Palace. Chu Wuyue stood in front of the secret door and watched Qin Feiyuan leave before pushing open the secret door to the main hall.

The secret door leads directly to the inner hall.

The decorations are all available, different from the simplicity of Qinglan Xiaozhu, here everything is the best, gold and black are mixed, the screen or a few pillars standing in the hall are inlaid with a few precious stones inadvertently , showing low-key luxury.

Chu Wuyue noticed the two swords hanging on the wall, and he recognized them at a glance. One of the two swords was his natal spirit sword, Shuang Jiang, and the other was a wooden sword, which he threw to Qin Feiyuan back then. a handful.

The natal spirit sword was connected to Chu Wuyue's sea of ​​consciousness, and when Chu Wuyue walked in, Shuang Jiang also recognized him, sticking to the wall and shaking slightly, making a slight 'buzzing' sound.

But now he has only recovered less than [-]% of his spiritual power, and it is basically impossible for him to take back Shuang Jiang, maybe he is even struggling to hold Shuang Jiang.

After thinking about it, Chu Wuyue stretched out her hand to stroke Shuang Jiang to calm her down, and then glanced at the wooden sword hanging beside her.

Quite sigh.

When he threw the wooden sword to Qin Feiyuan back then, he treated people like cubs. Who would have thought that it would develop to this point today.

Chu Wuyue smiled and took two steps, wanting to take another look, but at this moment he tripped over something and almost fell.

Fortunately, Chu Wuyue supported the wall next to her in time, stabilized her body and stood still, then lowered her eyes to look at the ground.

But he saw a half-open picture scroll, only one corner was visible, and he could see the hem of the clothes, so he could barely guess that the picture was a person.

While Chu Wuyue was puzzled, she raised her eyes and saw that besides the half-open scroll, there were some rice papers that had been hastily rubbed and thrown on the ground, and there were torn pieces of paper that stretched all the way, all randomly scattered on the ground, and were thrown on the ground. The screen separates the outer hall.

He couldn't help but recall a painting he picked up in the hall two days ago, and vaguely saw a blurry figure on it.

Chu Wuyue picked up the half-spread painting on the ground, and slowly spread the painting while walking towards the outer hall.

In the painting, a jade table stands horizontally. Behind the table is a person wearing a silver-white robe, with a body like a zhilanyu tree, leaning on the side of the table with his forehead propped up, drowsy.

"..." Chu Wuyue was slightly stunned, isn't this exactly what he looked like when he was drunk?He has rarely been drunk a few times, and he did not expect Qin Feiyuan's paintings to be so vivid.

Chu Wuyue moved her eyes away in a complicated mood, but unexpectedly raised her eyes and inadvertently caught a glimpse of the scene in the empty hall, and immediately froze in place.

The breeze blows from outside the hall, blowing the paintings hanging on the pillars, beams, or walls, and blowing them up and down.

The papers on the ground flew and piled together, rattling in the silence.

Chu Wuyue was speechless for a moment, only shocked.

For the past two days, his eyes were blurred, and he always kept his head down to look at the road, but he didn't realize that there were so many paintings hanging beside him.

Every painting is very exquisite, depicting every action he has made, including some trivial things he has forgotten, so detailed that even Chu Wuyue can't remember whether he has done such behavior.

Chu Wuyue was silent, and slowly put away the painting in his hand. When he raised his hand, the long sleeve slipped off. He saw the red rope wrapped three times around the wrist of his right hand.

He sat down on the steps under the golden chair, with an inkstone beside him, a brush he left behind, and a half-drawn picture.

The painting is a semi-transparent screen, and behind the screen is only a complete picture of him, and the others are only painted as simple black shadows.

Chu Wuyue recognized him in the painting, holding a ruler in his hand, with a cold expression, as if he was reprimanding someone.

It was the scene of Xianzong admonishing the sword-wielding elder and Feng Ze when someone assassinated Qin Feiyuan and the truth was found out.

It turned out that Qin Feiyuan woke up at that time.

wrong……

Chu Wuyue thought quietly: Could it be that Qin Feiyuan started thinking about it then?But at that time, Qin Feiyuan didn't have the memory before the world reset, he was still a child...

Not right either.

Chu Wuyue woke up in time, Qin Feiyuan was already nineteen when the Immortal Sect made a big move, it was because he was old and had lived a long time, that's why he felt that Qin Feiyuan was still a child, but in fact he was not young anymore.

"..." Chu Wuyue always felt that he could dig out a lot of secrets from this painting, so he followed the paintings on the pillars and looked all the way.

It's a pity that the hanging paintings are all normal, Chu Wuyue failed to dig out anything, just when he was a little regretful, he accidentally found a painting tube beside him.

There are three rolled paintings inside.

Just opened it up and took a look.

Chu Wuyue's face burned immediately, and she hurriedly picked up the scroll, put it back into the painting cylinder and arranged it again. Afterwards, she felt that something was wrong, and wanted to destroy the corpse and trace, so she burned the painting. However, at this moment, Qin Feiyuan came back up.

Qin Feiyuan came in with porridge and a plate of snacks, and said: "Master is not in good health yet, I am sorry for Master to eat lightly."

He saw Chu Wuyue standing tall next to the golden chair and placed the side of the painting tube, his eyes were dark but he looked up at Chu Wuyue without changing his face, and said in a low voice: "Master, come and taste this porridge Sweet or not."

This was probably the most tasteless meal Chu Wuyue had ever eaten.

Sitting down with Qin Feiyuan in the long table, he ate a few mouthfuls of porridge in silence, but he didn't taste the sweetness of the porridge, but he felt restless after eating.

He wanted to destroy those three paintings.

Qin Feiyuan's spiritual sense never left the main hall or Chu Wuyue for a moment. He naturally knew what Chu Wuyue saw, but he didn't take the initiative to mention it. He just quietly watched the master's ears turn red, and his lips The corner hooks up a radian.

Finally Chu Wuyue couldn't help it, he put down the half-eaten porridge bowl, and said to Qin Feiyuan: "Feiyuan..."

"Huh?" Qin Feiyuan responded.

"Those three paintings..." Chu Wuyue thought about it and suggested, "Look, can you burn them?"

Before he finished speaking, Qin Feiyuan looked a little depressed, and said: "Master, don't you like these paintings?" Then he said weakly: "Then I will burn them all."

"Don't!" Chu Wuyue stopped Qin Feiyuan in time, he pointed to the painting tube and said, "I'm talking about those three paintings, not all of them."

Qin Feiyuan looked straight at Chu Wuyue, and said in a low voice with a hoarse voice: "But Master, when I can't find you, I can only sleep with them in my arms...can you stay?"

"..."

Although Chu Wuyue had seen through Qin Feiyuan's tricks a long time ago, he still couldn't see Qin Feiyuan's pitiful and aggrieved appearance, and his heart softened immediately.

He turned his eyes away and didn't look at Qin Feiyuan, so as not to be distracted, but his attitude was not too tough, and he backed down and said, "Just keep one pair."

After saying this, Chu Wuyue picked up the porridge bowl again, and ate the porridge in a concealed manner, pretending not to see Qin Feiyuan go to clean up the painting.

There are many paintings hanging in the hall, and there are also many waste papers. Qin Feiyuan didn't use the dust-removing formula, so he took off one by one and rolled them up into the spiritual bag.

When he finally chose the three paintings in the painting tube, Qin Feiyuan hesitated for a while, and the bright red flames danced on his fingertips, but he hesitated to let go.

In the end, one pair was selected and the other two were burned.

Chu Wuyue couldn't bear curiosity, she looked sideways quietly, and secretly glanced at which painting Qin Feiyuan left behind...

This glance was like a needle prick, Chu Wuyue quickly looked back, but the hand holding the bowl was not so calm, pinching the fingertips on the edge of the bowl so hard that the nails turned white.

After packing everything up, Qin Feiyuan sat back beside Chu Wuyue as if nothing had happened, and continued to stare at Chu Wuyue with deep eyes until Chu Wuyue finished eating. He took out a handkerchief and wiped the corners of Chu Wuyue's mouth carefully. It is meticulous.

Chu Wuyue has always known that Qin Feiyuan lacks a sense of security.

Just now he took a look around the main hall, and most of the things placed there are closely related to him, and when he was in Zhao'an Town, Qin Feiyuan tied the red thread around his wrist three times, all of which proved that Qin Feiyuan Yuan is afraid of his disappearance.

There is one person who has been thinking about him so far, and Chu Wuyue said that he is not moved, that is a lie.

After wiping her mouth, Chu Wuyue took the initiative to lean over and hug Qin Feiyuan, put her chin on his shoulder, patted his back lightly, and called out in a low voice: "Feiyuan."

Qin Feiyuan was so overwhelmed by Chu Wuyue's sudden initiative and joy again, he was at a loss for a while, and finally hugged him back cautiously, and replied: "Master, I am here."

The author has something to say: come, come, Jimeis, come in the chicken coop. (There are two updates in the evening)

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The bib has the same name as the pseudonym.

Unexpectedly, I can fish for one night after locking [-]. I save some manuscripts so as not to fish again at night. The efficiency is not high and I can’t even post a fart.

PS: I was a little flattered to see some readers calling me a teacher. It is possible but unnecessary (no other meaning) and I feel that I have not taught anything and I am not worthy of being called a teacher... (maybe you can just call me a teacher) , I can’t, I will think more.)