Mistakenly Saving the Villain

On the day An Long came, Yaowang Valley had already made preparations to receive distinguished guests.

In Song and Qing Dynasties, they put on the cassock neatly in front of the mirror and checked their appearance carefully. Looking back, they saw Yue Wuhuan wearing a dusty cloth robe, similar to a medicine servant.Although ordinary clothes can't hide his beauty, his temperament is not suitable for such a simple color, but more suitable for a domineering and bright.

Therefore, Yaowang Valley has no money, and Phoenix has become a sparrow.

Song Qingshi secretly felt sad, determined to overcome social fear, and tried his best to bring back the investment of Wan Gu Sect.

There was the sound of birds singing in the sky, and Yaowanggu opened the fog and poison formation to welcome it.

Suddenly, there was a restless commotion from the medicine servants guarding the gate, and the commotion gradually spread into the valley, and a few timid medicine servants even fled in panic.

Yue Wuhuan raised his head and glanced coldly, the fleeing medicine servant immediately stopped in his tracks, thinking of the ruthlessness of this beauty who was trusted by the Lord, his face turned pale.

Song Qingshi was puzzled: "What's wrong?"

Yue Wuhuan submissively lowered her head again without answering.

Song Qingshi quickly understood what the medicine servants were afraid of.

The huge white snake spit out a letter and swam up from the steps. Its silver scales shone brightly in the sunlight, and its blood-colored eyes looked like demons appearing in purgatory.

The white snake raised its head, and quickly swam to Song Qingshi's feet, rubbed its head affectionately, and wrapped its tail around his feet.

Song Qing was overjoyed, knelt down and patted its head, and asked, "Is it Xiaobai? I haven't seen him for many years, how did he grow so big?"

Seeing that he recognized her, White Snake touched him with the letter, and the rubbing was even more joyful.

Yue Wuhuan wanted to step forward to stop him, but when he saw someone coming, he backed away.

"This bastard who eats inside and outside, I knew it liked you more," the tall shadow shrouded, and the deep and deep voice was full of helplessness, "Back then in the secret realm, you refused to accept Opteron as a spiritual pet, so it had to make do with it." After following me, I have great resentment, and I always want to go back to you."

"Don't be kidding," Song Qingshi said with a smile, "it's not suitable for Medicine King Valley, but more suitable for Wan Gu Sect."

500 years ago, Haolong was still a young snake and was injured in a fight with a big beast. The original body collected medicine and passed by, and healed it easily.It clamored desperately to follow, but was forced to Anlong by the original body.At that time, Opteron was only the thickness of a finger, but now it has become so big, and its scales are shining brightly, which shows that it was carefully raised by the local wealthy sect.

After Song Qingshi finished stroking the snake, he raised his head, suddenly bewildered.

The An Long in his memory should be a mischievous and youthful ordinary boy. The man who appeared in front of him now is more than 1.9 meters tall, with a dignified body, a tiger back and a wolf waist, wearing a tight black leather armor, and his right side exposed outside. Arms are full of tattoos of the five poisons, and the hideous poisons are entwined with bones, terrifying but attractive, making people unable to look away.He looks like a rebellious lunatic, his hair is cut very short, which makes his facial features even more sharp, his eyebrows are drawn into his temples, his nose is as high as a peak, his narrow eyes are like a beast that chooses to eat people, his thin lips are tightly pursed, and his whole body It exudes a dangerous atmosphere.

Years are a carving knife, which takes 500 years to be reborn.

Song Qingshi stared blankly for a long time, and finally found traces of the past on this face.

An Long also looked at him for a long time, and finally laughed, a sharp canine tooth appeared on his lips, the dangerous breath faded instantly, and he turned back to the bad boy who liked to play pranks back then, making the girls in Yaowang Valley bear it. I couldn't help but blushed and didn't dare to look more.

This familiar feeling made Song Qingshi slightly relieved.

An Long glanced around, bent down, and said quietly: "I thought you were angry with me and didn't want to see me again."

Song Qingshi seriously recalled the mischievous past of the bear kid: "I'm not angry."

An Long didn't believe it, and patted him on the shoulder, as if he wanted to change the topic.

The Wan Gu Sect is for body training, with great strength, his hand slapped Song Qing Shi faintly in pain.

"By the way, I heard that you brought back a..." An Long glanced at the crowd, and quickly locked on to Yue Wuhuan. After thinking about it, he didn't know what to call it, so he described it randomly, "Yes Is this little guy? It doesn’t look cute and cute like in the legend.”

Yue Wuhuan has long been used to the messy comments, his expression remained unchanged, he bowed to An Long in a proper manner, and continued to remain silent.

Song Qingshi was shocked.

An Long touched his chin and sighed: "It's so beautiful, but it's a pity that it's a man."

Even though he has taken over the Ten Thousand Gu Sect and cultivated into a Nascent Soul, he is still the bastard who spoke out before!

With a cold face, Song Qingshi skillfully dragged Anlong to the main hall, then sent Yue Wuhuan to feed the mice, and began to educate the guy in front of him.Although he wanted to invest in the Wan Gu Sect, he couldn't lose the bottom line, so he quickly sorted out the bastard's previous black history, and made a list of prohibitions for him, including not being allowed to flirt with the more unhappy, not being allowed to be more irritating There are 120 six rules and regulations, such as saying nasty words to Yue Wuhuan, not to speak foul language to Yue Wuhuan, not to touch Yue Wuhuan, not to break into Yue Wuhuan's dormitory, and not to force Yue Wuhuan to drink.

"Ancestor God," An Long was dumbfounded, and it took a long time to come back to his senses, "Is this man made of crystal glass?"

Song Qingshi tapped on the table and reprimanded skillfully: "No. 70, two articles, don't use strange words to describe him."

"Okay, okay," An Long was very happy to be scolded for some reason. He raised his hand in surrender, promising not to talk nonsense, and then asked, "What should I call him? What is his status in Yaowang Valley?"

Song Qingshi was stunned, he realized that this was a serious problem...

Yue Wuhuan's illness is psychological, and it is inconvenient to explain. He is a patient who needs to protect his privacy.Although he is the omnipotent secretary of Medicine King Valley, this profession is equivalent to a big housekeeper in the fairy world, and has no status.Therefore, he neglected to give Yue Wuhuan a proper identity.

Song Qingshi got up immediately and said to An Long, "Wait, I'll make sure."

After finishing speaking, he immediately walked out of the main hall, looking for Yue Wuhuan.

Yue Wuhuan had already fed the little white mice, but he knew that Song Qingshi had some words that were inconvenient for him to listen to, so he sat in the corridor not far away, reading a book and waiting patiently.

Song Qingshi hurried to Yue Wuhuan's side and asked, "Wuhuan, do you want to be my apprentice?"

Yue Wuhuan looked at him in disbelief, a little stunned: "My lord, why did you suddenly..."

"Anlong reminded me," Song Qingshi explained, "It's better for you to have a suitable status in Yaowang Valley. I haven't accepted any apprentices, so you can be my first disciple. In this way, whether you do things or meet customers, you will be more comfortable." It’s convenient. Of course, if you don’t want to, forget it, and I’ll think of another way.”

"I'm willing," Yue Wuhuan said anxiously, "the lord saved my life and taught me skills. I have long regarded the lord as a teacher, but I dare not ask for it." He took out a piece of black wood from his arms The engraved plaque with his own name on it was handed to Song Qingshi embarrassedly, "I secretly made my own fate plaque long ago, please accept it, the lord."

The life card is a must-have thing for the disciples of every sect. Walking in the fairy world, life and death are often unknown, so each school will use the disciples' hard work to make a life card and put it in a safe place. If the life card is broken, it means that the disciple will die.

Yue Wuhuan carefully said: "When I made it, I added a little magic circle. If I die accidentally, the life card will inform the Lord of the whereabouts of Wuhuan's body. Wuhuan hopes...that after death, it can be burned to ashes and cleaned up. I will be buried in the Valley of Medicine Kings to accompany you, is that okay?"

Song Qingshi was so moved that he said repeatedly: "Don't worry, I will protect you and never let anything happen to you."

Yue Wuhuan got up to pay respects to the teacher.

"Wait, I have a request," Song Qingshi hurriedly stopped him, and said in an embarrassing way, "Can I not be called Master? This name always reminds me of that guy..." He has been confiscating his apprentice for a long time, and he also has some grudges in his heart. What "Master" did seriously broke his bottom line, almost to the point of nausea. He didn't want the same title at all, and worried that Yue Wuhuan would have a psychological shadow on this title.

Yue Wuhuan understood his intentions, smiled and complied, and performed the apprentice ceremony again.

"I'll take you to pay homage to the master later." Song Qingshi happily went back to An Long with the fate card in his hand, and said triumphantly while showing him the token, "Yue Wuhuan is already my eldest disciple, isn't that a good status?"

An Long was too dazed to speak.

He had seen someone who recruited disciples quickly, but he had never seen one that was so fast. In less than three quarters of an hour, the first disciple of Yaowanggu was released.

It seems... the reason is that he asked a question?

God Ancestor, did he do something wrong?

Song Qingshi solved his worries and began to think about how to attract investment.I vaguely remember what my sister said, first let the investors eat and drink well, and have a good time, and then coax them to sign the contract.So Song Qingshi took Anlong to visit his laboratory, explained the method of bacterial cultivation in earnest, and invited them to experiment together.

Both Yuanshen and he like to express their welcome to friends in this way.

It's a bit weird, but it's true.

Ever since he entered the laboratory, An Long has been staring at him in a daze, both surprised and delighted, as if he wanted to make sure of something...

Song Qingshi looked a little strange and asked, "Is there something on my face?"

An Long asked cautiously: "Qingshi, did you really forgive me?"

There are so many stupid things done by rebellious teenagers, what else is there to hate?What's more, most of them can't remember clearly.

Song Qingshi said with a smile: "I forgive you a long time ago, I have already forgotten those things."

An Long's eyes were a little red, and he stared at him in disbelief: "Did you really forget?"

Song Qingshi affirmed: "I hate lying."

"Yes, yes, you never lie." An Long suddenly hugged him into his arms, buried him on his shoulder, and said softly, "Thank you..."

The mask of disguise was torn off, and the warm heart was pulled out.

He couldn't be happier.

Song Qingshi wanted to push it away, but there was warm wetness on his shoulders, he thought about it, and stood where he was.

An Long's voice was unspeakably hoarse:

"You don't know how much I regret..."

"I'm so glad to see you again."