Mistakenly Saving the Villain

The two wandered around and made their homes all over the world.

Later, Song Qingshi accidentally rescued an old sword master who was seriously injured by a traitor. The old sword master was surnamed Mo, and he was old. After he killed the traitor with bad behavior, he learned from the pain and decided to take in a new apprentice with good character...

He looked at Song Qingshi and Wuhuan, one blind, one dumb...

Silence is golden, swordsmanship does not need to speak, persistence and earnestness are all that is needed.

The old sword master chose Song Qingshi without hesitation. Although this child is small in stature, he looks obedient and honest.

Song Qingshi felt that this was the benefit of the formation method, so he studied very hard. After listening to the lectures, he carefully asked various questions with a pen and paper: How many degrees is a slanted sword? 45 degrees or 35 degrees?Does triangulation mean regular or oblique?What is the angle bisector?What is the data of accelerated orbit change?Inward first or outward first?which location?How many seconds each time?

After reading the paper full of questions, the old sword master thought for a quarter of an hour, and said with great pain: "I'd better teach the blind."

In the Song and Qing Dynasties, they were expelled from the school and continued to do research on medicinal herbs in desperation.

The old sword master was surprised to find that although Wu Huan couldn't see it, he was very talented. As long as he taught him once, he would never make mistakes again, and he could draw inferences from one instance, and his sensitivity was a hundred times better than ordinary people.The more the old sword master taught, the more delighted he became. He almost regarded Wuhuan as his own son, and taught him all he had learned in his life, hoping that he would realize the true way of swordsmanship.

This is the lifelong pursuit of every sword cultivator.

First cultivate the shape of the sword, then the intent of the sword, and finally the heart of the sword, break through all obstacles, and reach the pinnacle of the sword.

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In Peach Blossom Valley, time flies.

Wu Huan studied hard day and night. He practiced swordsmanship for ten years, accompanied by Song Qingshi, and practiced alchemy for ten years. With the help of the old sword master's contacts and funds, he collected a lot of materials and tried every means to make a sword. All kinds of precious elixirs expand the meridians of ordinary people for Wu Huan, assist in cultivation, and increase the speed of cultivation. For this reason, he delayed his own cultivation, and his progress slowed down a lot.

Wuhuan finally produced a golden pill.

Overjoyed, the old sword master changed his name to Mo Yuan.

Song Qingshi was stunned.

"I don't know where my original name came from. If someone finds out that it came from such a dirty place, I'm afraid it will hurt the reputation of Master." Wu Huan agreed, "From now on, I want to That experience is completely erased, and it draws a line from the past."

Although the town was small, he was not listed in Tianxiang Building to pick up customers, and his reputation was not big, but it was a disgraceful history after all, and his appearance was very beautiful, and he was unforgettable when he saw it.

Now that he has grown up and opened up, his appearance is even more beautiful. Even if he goes out to blacken his face with plaster, he will still meet male and female monks who want to ask for sex or courtship, and occasionally bully him. He turned the beast into a material for practicing swords or testing poison.

If he didn't change his name, if he became famous in the way of swordsmanship, but was recognized as his origin, wouldn't he be handing over the evidence to others?At that time, there will be rumors and rumors, and people's words will be scary.

Who would believe that a person who has been a servant is clean and clean?It will only attract unnecessary mad bees and butterflies, and it will only cause trouble.

Song Qingshi understood the thoughts of the old sword master and Wu Huan, and he tried to struggle: Can you change the name?

Although he has read the glorious history of Sword Master Mo Yuan in the book, and now he is also in the formation of Sword Master Mo Yuan, and seems to be walking a certain route, but he vaguely feels in the lost memory fragments, The ending of Sword Master Mo Yuan seems to be crazy? !

no!What an inauspicious name!

In the Song and Qing Dynasties, people used wooden boards to write and protest, and they were in a hurry, making communication very inefficient.

The old sword master was not only baffled, but also a little angry: "What do you think about my name? This is the name of my dead son! Is it ugly?!"

In the Song and Qing Dynasties, they stubbornly held up placards: Mo Zi, Mo You, Mo Mo, Mo Yu, and Mo Xiaohei.

The old sword master slapped him on the head and reprimanded him: "You might as well change your name to Moyu!"

Wu Huan was silent for a long time after listening to the name on the wooden sign, and said cautiously: "I think Mo Yuan is pretty good."

This matter is like Song Qingshi's inability to speak, it is a fixed plot in Mo Yuan Sword Master's memory, no matter how hard he struggles, it is useless, and Wu Huan's new name is quickly settled.Although Song Qingshi insisted on calling him Wuhuan, but he is dumb, and it is useless to call him anything...

Song Qingshi was stunned for many days, and finally, he tried his best to climb out of his depressed mood... The story of Sword Master Mo Yuan has already become history, and it is useless to be sad. If this is a memory, he wants to understand what happened If it develops to that point, let's see if we can reverse Wuhuan's ending in the illusion.

Whether real or unreal, he doesn't want to give up the hope of making Wuhuan happy.

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A good swordsman needs to sharpen his sword with the blood of a powerful enemy.

After Lao Jianzun passed away, Song Qingshi left Peach Blossom Valley with Wuhuan,

The world of cultivating immortals is very dark. One of them has a peerless beauty, and the other has a water-type single spiritual root suitable for making a furnace. Both of them are things that attract wicked people.The two met a lot of people with dirty minds, coaxed or cheated, robbed or robbed...all kinds of disgusting things.

Wu Huan's sword is getting sharper and more bloody, and her reputation is getting louder and louder.

In the Song and Qing Dynasties, he collected the materials of Xuantian Taiming Pill everywhere. He got purple spirit grass and bodhi stone, but there was no news about the inner pill of the ten thousand-year-old turtle, and he was very worried.

Wuhuan has long learned to distinguish the surrounding environment with his divine sense, and he doesn't care about his eyes anymore. His personality has become a lot more lively. He often jokes with Song Qingshi, likes to pinch his face and stomach, and weighs his weight before going to bed every day. Very satisfied, he will worry when he is light, forcing him to eat well.

When he was on the road before, he had heard many people dislike Song Qingshi for being ugly, and the old sword master often said that Song Qingshi looked thin and small, clumsy and unlovable.

Maybe... Song Qingshi is really not very good-looking...

However, he likes Song Qingshi's appearance!He hates others saying that Song Qingshi is not good!

He sulks at Master every time.

The old sword master slowly stopped talking.

Wu Huan didn't understand what kind of feelings she had for Song Qingshi, but the faint scent of medicine that lingered around her had already entered her heart, entangled and turned into an inseparable knot.He sometimes thinks very selfishly that Song Qingshi's appearance is not good-looking, and it's fine if no one likes it. He can like it alone and hide it alone...

However, this is not good. I will always be called ugly, and I will feel sad.

People say cats are cute when they are fat, but people will also become cute when they are fat, right?

Wu Huan worked very hard to make all kinds of delicious food, and wanted to make Song Qingshi a cute little fat man, but unfortunately Song Qingshi's physique was not up to snuff, and no matter how much he ate, he would gain a little fat, although his flesh and bones were well-proportioned and his body was soft , It feels good to hold and sleep, but it is far from the cute standard of chubby.

I don't know when, Song and Qing began to wear curtains or bamboo hats when they went out to avoid the crowd.

Wu Huan thought that he was inferior to his appearance, so he was even more worried, so he didn't dare to mention this matter, so he could only work harder on the duck-filling business after practicing swordsmanship, not only making sweets in different ways, but also looking for delicious food everywhere , coaxing him to eat two more bites, but he didn't chase after him with a spoon.

Song Qingshi was flattered, touched his chubby belly every day, and said: There is a kind of hunger, called Wu Huan, who feels that he is not full...

Stopping and stopping along the way, collecting medicinal materials and tasting delicious food, they finally found out the whereabouts of the ten thousand-year-old tortoise.

There is a cave in the Yueyan River, in which there is an old turtle who has lived for an unknown number of years, but there seems to be something weird in the cave, and many people who come out have mental problems.Wu Huan knew that Song Qingshi had been preparing medicines for his vision recovery, and he also wanted to see the most important person clearly. The two discussed it... Although Song Qingshi was a little worried, he estimated Wu Huan's age and the history of Sword Master Mo Yuan After recording, it was confirmed that it was not a problem during this period, so I decided to kill the old turtle and take the inner alchemy.

In history, Sword Master Mo Yuan was not blind.

Song Qingshi was quite confident about this action.

The two entered the water smoothly, but accidentally encountered two water monsters. During the entanglement, the water monsters were injured and set off huge waves. Wuhuan was sucked into the cave, and there was no news.Song Qingshi was entangled and dragged away by the tentacles of the water monster, unable to rescue him, so he was so anxious that he ignored it, released the ghost fire, corroded and poisoned one of the water monsters, and took away its water spirit beads to nourish his own soul. root material.

The two water monsters seemed to be partners, one died and the other was furious.

Water monsters are almost transparent in the water, elusive.

Song Qingshi was entangled by it for a long time, tossing until dusk, and suffered many injuries on his body, finally repelled the damn beast, and then rushed into the cave, looking for Wuhuan's whereabouts.

He saw Wu Huan sitting in a daze next to the messy tortoise carcass, covered in blood, and seemed to be in a daze, so he couldn't help being startled.

He walked over cautiously, and found that Wu Huan was covered with tortoise blood, and finally heaved a sigh of relief.

Song Qingshi patted Wuhuan's face and wrote on his palm: Are you okay?

"Qing, Qingshi?" Wu Huan seemed to have recovered from a nightmare, and grabbed his hand firmly, "I, my stone is still..." He talked and walked in disorder, breathing heavily, like Out of breath, he grabbed it so hard that he almost broke Song Qingshi's wrist, and he refused to let go no matter what.

Song Qingshi gasped in pain, seeing that his mental condition was not right, he did not dare to struggle, fearing that the stimulation would be more serious.

Wuhuan took advantage of the situation and dragged him into his arms, hugged him tightly, and rubbed him desperately into his body, as if he wanted to swallow him into his stomach and hide him, but he didn't know how to swallow him, so he tossed and tossed repeatedly.

Song Qingshi felt that his ribs were broken, and his tears were about to burst out in pain. He wanted to cry, but he didn't dare to cry.

I don't know how long it took, Wu Huan finally came back to his senses, remembering how to swallow it, he held up the face of the person in his arms, rubbed it, smelled it, then kissed his soft lips, opened his teeth, Stretch in and keep asking for more, whether it is emotional or physical, nothing can be left, all must be eaten, and it belongs to oneself, so that you can feel at ease.

He understood the desire in his heart and understood his feelings.

He is like a crazy beast, pressing every step of the way, begging, longing, encroaching, devouring, plundering...

The young man struggled for a while before giving up the resistance, panting in his arms, retreating step by step, taking whatever he asked for, almost handing over everything.

"Yes, I'm sorry," Wu Huan finally found out that this was reality at the last moment, sobered up, he restrained his desire to almost collapse, stopped before the big mistake happened, and redressed Song Qingshi , kept apologizing, "There is a strange formation here, which made me enter a nightmare, I..."

Song Qingshi wrote on the palm of his hand: What did you dream about?

Wu Huan was stunned for a long time, not daring to recall the illusion. After a long time, Fang said: "In the illusion, you died many times..."

Nightmare bites the heart array, digging out the most feared things in the heart.He would dream of falling in love with Song Qingshi every time, but in an instant, he would lose it, the smell of blood was everywhere, his warm hands became cold, and he lost his breath. He hugged the lifeless boy again and again, feeling I have nothing left, and the world is destroyed.

His breathing became rapid again, even though he knew it was an illusion, the pain was still unbearable.

Song Qingshi pulled him tightly, thought for a while, and reminded again in the palm of his hand: "Think about it, how did you find the flaw?"

"You in the nightmare, you don't have the scent of medicine on your body." Wu Huan remembered the flaw again and woke up again. He buried his head on Song Qingshi's shoulder, tightly grasped the warm hand, sniffed the faint fragrance, and sobbed Said, "So, I know it's a fake, you're still by my side..."

Song Qingshi knew that he didn't like being seen as vulnerable, so he didn't look down, but kept patting him on the shoulder to express comfort, and then used spiritual power to sort out his chaotic sea of ​​consciousness and stabilize his emotions.

Wu Huan repeated over and over again: "You are still..."

Song Qingshi hugged him.

After an unknown amount of time, Wu Huan finally recovered...

He raised his head in embarrassment, with red eyes, he handed the Wannian Guidan in his palm to Song Qingshi's hand, and asked hesitantly: "This is the last medicine of Xuantian Taiming Pill. Can I see you now?"

Song Qingshi nodded.

"Qingshi, if I succeed in regaining my sight, I won't be blind anymore... I am no longer a burden, I will work hard to become better, so, can I like you?" Wu Huan thought for a long time, and she can still speak eloquently He couldn't think of a better way to express it. Finally, he asked cautiously, "Qingshi, can I be your Taoist companion?"

In the madness just now, he had already exposed his aggressive nature, and he couldn't pretend to be a lamb.

He wasn't sure if the boy was willing to take it.

"Don't be afraid of me, and don't leave me," Wuhuan lowered her head and explained softly, "If you don't want to, we can also be like this..."

He is willing to restrain all nature.

As long as the boy can stay by his side, he can agree to anything.

Song Qingshi took his hand and wrote softly: "I am willing."

Wuhuan suddenly felt that the nightmare dissipated, and the whole world lit up.