The villain master got pregnant after being whitewashed [Transmigration Book]

Ye Ling had a very long dream.

In the dream, he was hugged in the arms of someone drowsily, his eyes were dark, his body seemed to have lost consciousness long ago, his soul seemed to be withdrawn bit by bit, and the only thing left was exhaustion.

"Lord, do you really want to change your fate?"

"It's not changing fate against the sky, it's creating the world."

Two buzzing voices of discussion lingered in my ears, and the noise was disturbing. In the chaos, Ye Ling just wanted to get rid of the noise, and immediately lost consciousness.

When he opened his eyes again, he found that he had returned to the present world, just like everyone else, from a babbling baby to a young and ignorant boy on campus. Died in a bizarre car accident at the age of 33.

Strange to say, at that time he had just had dinner with his partner and was driving alone on an empty road when a truck that seemed to appear out of thin air broke into his sight and smashed the windshield of the car unexpectedly.

When I wake up again, it is the world after wearing the book.

Ye Ling opened his eyes, feeling a faint throbbing pain in the back of his head, slowly propped himself up, he looked around, looked at the familiar scene in the house, and understood it in his heart.

He got up and came to the door, raised his hand and pushed the door, and found that the wooden door had already been restrained by someone, no matter how hard he tried, it would not move.

The restraint is full of the aura left by Jing Xi, which is not covered up at all.

Then Yu Lian's words were true.

Ye Ling lowered his eyes, looking at the sachet lying quietly on the wooden table not far away, he felt a slight tingle in his palm, and a deep sense of powerlessness climbed into his heart.

Perhaps Yu Lian was right. He did have a protective heart for Jing Xi from the very beginning. He first felt sorry for the "injury" caused by the original body, but in the process of trying to make up for it, compromise and maintenance gradually became a habit.

It's no wonder that he became angry from embarrassment amidst Yu Lian's low growl, he couldn't deny that he couldn't hear what others said about Jing Xi.

Not to mention the sharp word "scourge".

With a wry smile, Ye Ling took out the wick and a wooden card from his chest, and rubbed his fingertips repeatedly on the rough surface of the card, his eyes darkened, as if he had made a decision.

At this time, someone knocked on the door three times, and the right guardian pushed the door lightly and walked in. Seeing Ye Ling looking at him calmly, with a pair of phoenix eyes that could almost read people's hearts, he said angrily: "The immortal is awake and needs to eat ?"

During the conversation, he opened the food box and placed it in front of Ye Ling, before he could take out the dishes one by one, a cold voice rang out in the room, "Jing Xi ordered you to look at me, so the killing of thousands of people is true. "

For some reason, compared to the moody Jing Xi, You Hufa is actually more in awe of the dull-looking man in front of him. The two sleeves are extremely spacious under his thin body, which makes people inexplicably think of the description "the two sleeves can come and go freely".

"The lord did not kill innocent people indiscriminately. The blood pool is full of enemies under the devil emperor who want to kill him." Protector You couldn't help but argue for Jing Xi, "The lord can't ask him to repay grievances with virtue."

Speaking of Jing Xi, the middle-aged man also sighed, "The Immortal Venerable, don't look at the Lord's face coldly. In this demon realm, including me, the Lord saved him. He treats us very well."

Ye Ling obviously didn't listen to these words, and frowned and changed the topic, "Apart from the bones of thousands of people and the blood sand lotus, what price does the refining of the blood pill cost?"

"...Honorable Master's half-body cultivation." Right Protector looked at Ye Ling's gloomy complexion for a moment, and immediately added, "However, Venerable Master said that these losses will be made up soon."

These words are at best to coax young children, but they cannot fool Ye Ling at all; Jing Xi is extremely talented, and her cultivation level before becoming a demon is no longer to be underestimated. The growth rate in the past three years is even more unmatched. Just throw it away, the accumulation of the past twenty years will take at least two or three years to recover.

Ye Ling felt as if she was held up high and unable to move, unable to advance or retreat, and could only be coerced by an invisible force and forced to move.

Completely lost his appetite, Ye Ling waved his hand to make the right protector retreat, felt a vibration in his chest, took out the jade slip in his arms, and heard Si Yao asking him how he was doing hoarsely.

Seeing people looking tired, Ye Ling didn't bring up yesterday's quarrel, but picked out a few trivial things to talk about, and by the way, asked how Xuanqingzong planned to deal with the matter of Xiandu.

I remember that Si Yao told him last time that Yunxi was as expected extremely angry with this arrangement, and even threatened that only by defeating him can he worship under Si Yao's sect.

"He has indeed been spoiled by me all these years." The man's originally resolute face sank slightly, "he is always playing with his temper at this age."

Looking at Si Yao's haggard face, Ye Ling faintly felt that this might have gone beyond the scope of playing with his temper, so he said cautiously, "After Yunxi's birthday, let's have a good talk with him."

"Yunxi clings to elder brother like this, he won't listen to what you say."

Hearing this, Si Yao smiled bitterly again, and talked with Ye Ling about his female disciple Xiang Yun who was always hanging around Yun Xi recently, the two were inseparable all day long, and they seemed to have a good relationship.

"Xiangyun has a good heart and a prominent family background, so he doesn't mind Yunxi's identity," Si Yao forced a smile, "It's just that Yunxi stayed with me for too long, and I can't imagine him marrying a wife and having children in the future."

After a night of absurdity, Ye Ling could no longer treat Jing Xi as just a disciple, and could not give Si Yao too much advice; the two had their own concerns, and ended the exchange after a few simple sentences.

"Where are the Yunxi people?"

Putting down the jade slips, Si Yao went out to greet the old and young standing in the courtyard. The old man was the elder Urawa of the older generation of the Xuanqing Sect, and standing respectfully behind him was the old man's apprentice Qiao Xi, who was also the elder of the whole sect after discussion. , the selected candidates.

Lan Xisheng had delicate features, was only seventeen or eighteen years old, and there was a ignorant immaturity between his eyebrows and eyes. He saluted Siyao timidly, but did not call "Master".

It is said to be a teacher, but in fact it is just to let the young man stay by Si Yao's side for a year and a half. After the dust settles, the young man can return to the elder's side without even calling for a master.

It's just that Yunxi reacted too much.

"Talking to Xiangyun outside the courtyard," Elder Puhe smiled naively, talking about the two in a very satisfied tone, "Xianglong Escort Bureau is also well-known in Jianghu, if Yunxi, a brat picked up by the river, can really marry someone back , Not only did Xuanqingzong follow Zhanguang, but his status naturally also rose."

"Xuan Qingzong's fame and growth has always been based on its strength," Si Yao frowned, as if dissatisfied with Elder Urawa's words, and rarely retorted:

"Besides, Yunxi is backed by me, the suzerain, so his status is lower than that of Xiangyun."

Si Yao strode to the door, saw Yunxi leaning on a fake rock, and a slender young girl beside him was laughing around him, suddenly an unknown fire rose in his heart, and he called out the young man's name loudly.

Yun Xiwen immediately left him behind, ran to Si Yao's side, looked at Lan Xi in the yard, his eyes darkened, "Master, do you need me?"

"I see that you are lazy now. Instead of practicing during the day, you go to chat with your classmates." Si Yao snorted coldly, and ordered, "I will punish you to go to my study and copy the meditation resolution ten times, and hand it in before sunset." Give me."

Jing Xi hurried all the way, and finally arrived at the foot of Tianshan Mountain before sunrise the next day. Amidst the white snow, there was no trace of ice and snow in the entrance of the snow mountain cave that suddenly appeared.

There are continuous mountains, and when you look around, there is only one entrance in front of you. The spiritual power in your palm ignites a flame, and Jing Xi enters the cave.

I never thought that there would be such a landscape at the foot of the Tianshan Mountain, which was rumored to eat people without bones left. With the raging flames burning in the palm, the young man narrowed his eyes and looked at the mottled traces on the dark cave wall, and walked forward quickly.

This stone road seemed to have no end in sight, and Jing Xi walked for half an hour before finally seeing a glimmer of light at the end of her sight.

There is no white snow as expected, and behind the endless darkness is a piece of green mountains and green waters; the young man looked at the whole golden wheat field in front of him, his eyes were in a daze.

There was a simple thatched cottage behind the wheat field. Jing Xi walked in and knocked on the door, but when no one answered, she pushed the door open and entered.

The simple and simple house is clean and tidy. It can be seen that the owner loves this place very much, and a lot of thought has obviously been spent on furnishing the home.

She yelled a few times and no one answered. She thought there was no one in the room. When she opened the bedroom curtain, Jing Xi looked at the unconscious young man on the straw bed and the anxious young man not far away, and paused.

Can the people here not hear him?

The fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy looked flustered, but his eyes were empty. He fumbled back and forth on the hangers in the house with his hands, and finally found a clean wet towel.

Standing on tiptoe to take it off, the young man took the towel and the wooden basin filled with water at his feet, and laboriously came to the bedside, carefully wiping the sleepy young man's face.

The young man was blind and couldn't see where the young man's wound was. The towel touched the young man's wound repeatedly, and only heard a few painful groans. In the end it fell on the boy.

"Just call me Ah Liang," the young man exclaimed, with a sweet smile on his face and a slight dimple at the corner of his mouth; he handed the young man a glass of water, and his clear voice rang out in the room, "I'm going to mow today." When I was eating wheat, I found you passed out in the field, so I carried you back."

"I have bad eyesight, so it's inconvenient to prescribe medicine for you, just wait until my elder brother comes back—"

Before the words were finished, a tall man came in through the door, opened the curtain and saw the wounded young man on the bed, a trace of surprise flashed in his deep eyes.

Ah Liang ran forward excitedly, hugged the man, dragged him to the bed, and kept gesticulating, "This man seems to be injured, big brother, please help me."

His face was too pale due to excessive blood loss, and his eyelids were slightly black and blue. The young man gritted his teeth and propped himself up, leaning on the side of the bed, looking repeatedly between A Liang and the tall man.

At the same time, the tall man with profound features also looked at him silently, his eyes full of doubts.

Only A Liang, who was blind, was busy back and forth in the room. He took out all the wound medicines in the house, and opened the cabinet again. His thin body dragged a solid cotton quilt to the bedside, and covered the young man carefully, lest he catch a cold and have a fever.

"Ah Liang, it seems that the sheep in the pen haven't been fed yet. I'll take care of it here. You can feed the sheep first, okay?"

The man looks tough, but when he talks to Ah Liang, his expression is extremely gentle.

Ah Liang didn't doubt that he was there, he nodded his head obediently and then backed out. Before leaving, he didn't forget to comfort the silent young man softly.

After the boy left, there was a dead silence in the room. The man silently cleaned and bandaged the wounded on the couch;

When everything was settled and the man was about to get up, the young man suddenly stretched out his slender wrist and tightly held the man's wheat-colored arm, his voice was dry,

"He gave you a pair of eyes, and you will be stuck here for the rest of your life, not going anywhere."

The author has something to say: Because the follow-up plot is involved, another short story will be interspersed here; it won't be too long, if you like it, you can start it, if you don't like it... just quickly cut off QAQ

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