Mistakenly Saving the Villain

The Lord crawled on the bed every day, and Yue Wuhuan thought of many ways...

First of all, for various reasons such as the cold weather would make his stomach uncomfortable, etc., he coaxed him to change back into ordinary single clothes, the tightly wrapped ones.Secondly, when he fell asleep and turned over, he first stretched out his right hand to make his hand a pillow, or turned his back sideways to prevent large-scale contact, and finally cooperated with "locking love" to suppress desires, and barely reached a normal state.

Although Yue Wuhuan had a bad sleep, he didn't think about driving Song Qingshi away, or laying an extra bed next to him, because he felt that the way Song Qingshi hugged him tightly while sleeping was very similar to that in the illusion, which made him a little happy The illusion, feeling that the other party likes oneself, would rather be so painful and happy.

Song Qingshi felt that the two men slept on both ends innocently, where did the messy thoughts come from?He often slept with his cousins ​​during the summer vacation in elementary school. When he went abroad in junior high school, he could only sleep in a double bed room with his senior because he didn’t book a twin room. Sleep well experienced, no problem at all!

He will prove to Yue Wuhuan that a good man will never attack at night!Hope he can dispel his distrust of men!

Yue Wuhuan got used to him sleeping a little bit, that is, he developed the habit of taking a bath every morning...

Song Qingshi smelled himself and wondered if his body was not clean enough, so he took a few more baths and put some spices in the bathtub, trying to make his body smell good, so as not to be disgusted by his roommate's sensitive nose.

Ten days later, the messenger bird of Yeyu Pavilion, which Song Qing had been waiting for for a long time, finally arrived.

After reading the information in the jade slips, he thought for a long time, and went to find Yue Wuhuan, hesitantly said: "Ye Lin wrote to me, I have some ordered goods that I have to pick up in person, and I need to go out for a few days, can you Can't take care of the mice at home for me? They are now in the breeding period, and I don't feel relieved to hand them over to the medicine servant..."

"My lord must go out for some important things." Yue Wuhuan immediately understood what he meant by these words, "I will take care of myself, use 'love lock' to control my illness, take medicine on time, and never let me go. You have worries. If there is any problem, I will use the messenger bird to notify you in time."

Song Qingshi breathed a sigh of relief, picked a few veteran medicine servants who had reached the foundation building level, looked at Yue Wuhuan for him, and then activated all the poison formations in Yaowang Valley to prevent foreign enemies from invading. I made a life card and kept it to let him know his safety at any time, so as not to worry about not being able to sleep.

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Nanchuan, misty mountains, like empty peaks.

In the Song and Qing Dynasties, the immortal beasts descended and looked carefully. They saw smoke, clouds, mountains, flowing water, splashing waterfalls, surrounded by clouds and mist. It looked a bit like a fairy, but there were no fairy towns stationed in the vicinity for thousands of miles, only a few mortals. The small villages gathered here mean that there are no spiritual veins and secret realms, and there are no high-value spiritual plants and animals. It is an abandoned place in the fairy world.

What a great place to choose from...

The angrier Song Qingshi became, the colder his expression became.

Ye Lin sent a letter to inform that Xie Que hid back to the sect he established. This place called Yanshan Gate is also the place where Yue Wuhuan grew up.This group of children from the mortal world was tricked into living in this abandoned place since they were young. They thought it was a blessed place. They could not communicate with outsiders. They practiced the lowest skills, learned completely incorrect knowledge, and listened to every word and deed. Thanks for the brainwashing.

What cultivators need to pay attention to appearance, what cultivators need to pay attention to posture, why Yanshanmen needs to enter the Tao with joy, why they need to take care of their hands, and why the master loves them the most so he is not willing to suffer a little physical injury!

Xie Que is good at lying and acting, almost seamless.

Yue Wuhuan once had the opportunity to appear in front of the original body, but the original body did not discover the true face of Xie Que, and missed the opportunity in vain.

Although no one blamed him for this, Song Qingshi felt the same for everything that happened to the original body, and felt that it was no different from what he had done. As long as he thought about it, he would regret it. The teacher of the resentment system did not travel to that time and severely woke him up. The idiot who refines medicine, smokes the kind to death!

Yue Wuhuan didn't care about it, he said that he didn't even see it, how could he blame the Lord for his kindness to detoxify and save him?

"Actually, there were several opportunities for me to discover the truth," Yue Wuhuan recalled the past, also a little puzzled, "But every time I missed it inexplicably, many things coincided so unbelievably, it was like fate that brought me this catastrophe .”

In short, it was Xie Que's fault!

Song Qingshi waved his hand, and the spiritual energy controlled dozens of dragonflies and butterflies, attached with divine thoughts, and used the eyes of the insects to find the missing location.

This is a little trick he learned from An Long before, and it can make it harder to detect his own spiritual sense. At that time, An Long was just a monk who established a foundation. He wanted to use this method to manipulate snakes to scare people in his bathroom. After coming out of this self-created Gu technique, he improved it a bit, and it is quite easy to use.

He walked all the way to control the insects, and countless butterflies and dragonflies flew to Yanshan Gate.

The panorama of Yanshan Gate came into view, there were ten houses with blue tiles and white walls, many flowers and trees were planted outside the courtyard, some chickens, ducks and geese were raised, and were taken care of by mortal servants.There are also a few cute puppies in the yard, lazily lying under the tree basking in the sun.This dog looks ordinary, but it is actually a spirit dog. It is best at tracking people, and it should be used to prevent slaves from escaping.

Song Qingshi hid his breath, sat on the flower tree outside the courtyard, and observed the situation in each house with the eyes of countless flying insects.There are about [-] children raised by the Yanshan Sect, ranging in age from six to seventeen or eighteen years old. They all wear neat blue Yuelan uniforms, similar to ordinary disciples of the Immortal Sect. Flying, looking very good.

They got along very well with each other. The eldest disciple led the younger disciples to do their homework. On the training ground, there was a sixteen or seventeen-year-old sunny boy who was helping the newbie to do stretching and told him the importance of body flexibility in body training. sex.Under the flower tree, a twelve or thirteen-year-old girl was teaching another cute-looking girl of the same age to recite books. The two seemed to be friends. The cute girl couldn’t recite the book no matter what, and the girl tapped her on the head bitterly. , complaining that no matter how stupid she is, she will be at the bottom of the exam, and I don't know how the master fell in love with her.The cute girl immediately acted like a baby with tears in her eyes, pear blossoms brought rain, and instantly made her friend lose her temper... In the kitchen, there was a beautiful boy of eight or nine years old who was playing a prank, trying to steal steamed buns.

Everyone is happy, as if they are in a paradise without any suffering.

They are carefree waiting for the portals of hell to open.

Song Qingshi was a little lost in thought...

Finally, Xie Que appeared, he came over and caught the boy who was stealing food, and brought him back to the study for education.

Song Qingshi immediately let a butterfly stick to the window of the study.

In the study room, there is a frail young girl who is copying a book, stroke by stroke, the handwriting is like green pine and green bamboo, quite famous.Xie Que brought in the boy who was stealing food, handed it to the girl, and asked her to copy the books for punishment, the girl complied submissively, and taught the boy to practice calligraphy.

Xie Que sighed: "You impatient monkey, can't you learn from Senior Brother Wu Huan? When you were your age, Senior Brother Wu Huan already had a good handwriting and memorized all the books in the collection."

"Let me learn from Senior Brother Wuhuan every day, and praise Senior Brother Wuhuan every day," the boy was extremely stubborn, and immediately retorted, "Senior Brother Wuhuan has been practicing in the famous school for so many years, and I have never seen him come back to visit the master! It can be seen that he is also a no-no Conscience!"

Song Qingshi was stunned for a moment, carefully looking at the boy's appearance, he found that his eyebrows and eyes were extremely beautiful, and his appearance was three points similar to Yue Wuhuan's, but the eyes were not phoenix eyes, but big almond eyes.His temperament is also different from Yue Wuhuan's elegance, and he looks more like a wild and unruly cat when he barks his teeth and claws.

The girl knocked on his head and reprimanded him, "Don't talk nonsense."

"Yes, yes, it's the master's fault. I forgot that you are different from Wuhuan." Xie Que looked at him carefully for a while, and didn't think he was disobedient. Promising."

The boy named Minghong lowered his head embarrassedly: "Hong'er is a little beggar, thanks to Master who picked him up and took good care of him, he is what he is today. Hong'er likes Master the most, and I will not let Master down."

Xie Que touched his head and praised: "Then Master is waiting."

The teacher is kind and the apprentice is filial, harmonious and harmonious.

Song Qingshi couldn't bear to hear it. He didn't want to affect others, so he directly sacrificed his natal magic weapon. Two lotus flowers composed of red lotus profound fire and underworld ghost fire bloomed in his palm. He lifted his palm up, and the mysterious fire red lotus was sacrificed High in the sky, it rapidly grew larger, enveloping the entire study, forming a barrier of flames that did not allow anyone to enter or exit.Then Song Qingshi held the Youhuo Heilian and stepped into the study step by step.

Seeing this scene, Xie Que was terrified and backed away again and again. After seeing who was coming, he trembled and laughed and said, "How could the Immortal King of Medicine have time to come here... It's been more than ten years since I left the Valley of the Medicine King. Xie Que is right Immortal Venerable's detoxification grace is in my heart, today Immortal Venerable came to the door, I don't know what is important, as long as Xie Que can do it, I will never refuse..."

Seeing that the situation was not good, the girl hurriedly dragged Ming Hong to retreat behind her master.

The dark fire black lotus bloomed, and several points of poisonous fire wrapped around Xie Que's face. Amidst the screams, the flesh was quickly corroded, and the bones were deeply visible.

Song Qingshi said coldly: "You don't need this face."

Xie Que was rolling all over the floor in pain. He had been hiding from the Songhe Gate for a long time and hadn't been out for a long time. He had recently reached an agreement with the Songhe Gate. It was said that Jin Feizhi had moved his true feelings towards Bai Zihao. Elder He was always flirtatious. The illegitimate child is not one.Jinfeng Mountain Villa paid Songhemen a large sum of compensation, promised to treat Bai Zihao kindly, and not treat him as a slave, which relieved Songhemen's anger.He also returned the money for selling Bai Zihao, and sent a beautiful slave to Elder He to make amends, ending the matter.

Busy, not paying attention to too many nosy things.

Although Yue Wuhuan is his most expensive commodity, it was ten years ago, and now it is just a discarded thing, not worthy of attention.Although he heard that Yue Wuhuan was taken by Yaowanggu to be a medicine man after he was seriously injured, he didn't take it seriously.The only pity is that after raising so many beauties, they couldn't raise a second Yue Wuhuan.

Yao Wang Immortal Venerable came in a menacing manner, fearing that Yue Wuhuan coaxed him to find a place with smooth talk.

That kid was smart back then, and he had a lot of thoughts. He spent a lot of effort not to be found out, but now...

Xie Que grinned his teeth in pain, he prostrated himself on the ground, pretending to submit, his mind was full of thinking about how to argue.

"Bad guy! Don't hurt my master!" Seeing that his master was seriously injured, Ming Hong couldn't bear it anymore. He pushed away the girl who was blocking him, rushed up crying, threw himself on Song Qingshi's leg, opened his mouth and bit down hard, but even the magic robe couldn't bear it. It can't be bitten, and it makes a wailing sound like a puppy protecting its master.

Song Qingshi lowered his head, carefully looking at the child biting his leg and those angry eyes.

The girl screamed in fear: "Minghong! Come back!"

Xie Que stepped back step by step, and said with an apologetic smile: "The Immortal has misunderstood, and I can't bear to be unhappy. Back then... yes, it was Jinfeng Villa who took a fancy to that child and forced me to do it..."

With red eyes, Ming Hong couldn't hear the movement around him, and he kicked and bit hard on his own, trying to use his weak force to wrap the person in front of him and let the master escape.

This similar face gradually overlaps with the face in memory...

【Hong'er likes Master the most, I will not let Master down. 】

[Wu Huan likes Master the most, I don't want to embarrass Master. 】

Song Qingshi raised his head slowly, and said softly: "Back then, Wuhuan was like this..."