Mistakenly Saving the Villain

The first birthday celebration was too hasty.

Song Qingshi was very embarrassed. In the past, when he celebrated his birthday, there would be a grand family party at home, with a three-tiered birthday cake, chocolate desserts brought in by air from abroad, and gifts piled up like mountains, especially for his sister, who liked to give them by the dozen every time. He gives gifts, ranging from computers, designer clothes to medical equipment.His mother holds special concerts for him every year, and his father likes to donate money to charity in his name, and even donated a laboratory building to the school as a birthday present in his name.The chef at home will make longevity noodles for him, the nanny will give him a doll made by himself, and the servant will draw a cute greeting card for him, wishing him well.Even in the last year of lying on the hospital bed, his birthday celebration was a hundred times better than the current one.

No cakes, no delicacies, no greeting cards, no expensive gifts...

The Wanlingsui is used to remove the Acacia Seal, which is something that has been agreed a long time ago. Xie Que's soul is ugly and disgusting, and it is not worthy of being called a gift at all. The wooden box is also Yue Wuhuan's own thing. He just added some Gems, mortal gems are worthless in the fairy world, they can only be regarded as toys to coax children.

The more Song Qingshi thought about it, the more he felt guilty, so he hurriedly put a few more fireworks in the sky, trying to decorate the atmosphere that a birthday party should have, and then took out a big... birthday peach from the mustard bag.

"They said they would eat this for their birthday," Song Qingshi lowered his head in shame, his voice getting smaller and smaller.He went to pastry shops in several cities before he realized that there is no such cake in the fairy world, and it is too late to order it.Seeing that he is a Nascent Soul cultivator, the owner of the pastry shop did not dare to refute his unreasonable request, and recommended this longevity peach, saying that it was for birthdays, and the effect was similar to cakes.

He also couldn't find a suitable birthday candle, so he simply lit a small red lotus flower on it with his own Danhuo, and handed it to Yue Wuhuan, "You can make a wish, and then blow out the flame on it, and the wish will come true." It will come true."

Yue Wuhuan had never heard of such a custom, he smiled and took the birthday peach: "Will it really come true?"

"Yes." Song Qingshi replied firmly. This is because his parents taught him to make a wish when he was young. He made a wish every year to have a healthy body. Beginning of life, after all, one's own wishes are realized.

Seeing his insistence, Yue Wuhuan obediently closed his eyes: "I hope to celebrate my birthday with the Lord next year."

"You can't say your wish, you have to say it silently in your heart." Song Qingshi realized that he forgot to tell him the important rules, so he hurriedly stopped him, "You can make another wish."

It would be easier if I didn't have to say it out loud...

Yue Wu laughed, silently made an impossible wish, and then gently blew towards the red lotus on the longevity peach.

In Song and Qing Dynasties, at the moment when the red lotus swayed, the flame died down.

All of Yue Wuhuan's wishes, he wants to help him realize...

"This year's birthday party is too simple," Song Qingshi promised seriously, "Next year I will hold a grander one for you. I will study how to bake a cake. I will make a big birthday cake with white cream and jam. Put your name on it. I will also buy you more beautiful gemstones as gifts, and set off real fireworks..."

Yue Wuhuan looked at him for a long time, and tentatively asked, "Will you accompany me every year?"

Song Qingshi did not hesitate: "I will accompany you every year!"

Yue Wuhuan has already determined that Song Qingshi doesn't like to lie, and every word he utters counts, so this promise means that he can stay in Yaowang Valley forever, stay by his side, and become the most important person step by step.Ecstasy spread in his heart, covering the dark shadows, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help curling up. He hadn't been this happy for many years.

He seemed to have returned to those happy days when he was a child, and he couldn't stop laughing.

Song Qingshi's heart suddenly moved slightly, remembering what Qingluan said:

[Brother Wuhuan has the most beautiful smile, as if the sky is full of brilliance falling on him, so dazzling that you can't move your eyes away. 】

It turned out to be true, he looks so pretty when he smiles...

Even if all the stars in the sky add up, they can't take away the slightest brilliance.

He couldn't move his eyes...

The phenylethylamine in the body is increasing, and the ability to think calmly is being lost, causing the heart to beat a little faster and the face to feel a little hot.What's this?This is not the emotion a doctor should have towards a patient.Song Qingshi calmly took a deep breath, trying to calm his breath and adjust his emotions. Suddenly...he felt the strong Nascent Soul in his body move violently, and the spiritual energy began to become chaotic, which disturbed his dantian a little uncomfortable.

What hidden disease does this body seem to have?

Song Qingshi held back his discomfort, controlled his emotions, forcibly suppressed Yuan Ying's abnormal movements, and temporarily calmed down his breath.He found that Yue Wuhuan felt relaxed after the Acacia seal was lifted, and the spiritual power in his meridians was flowing wildly, showing faint signs of foundation building, so he quickly stuffed a elixir to help him meditate and adjust his breath.

Building a foundation is not difficult for Yue Wuhuan.

Song Qingshi stood by, checking his body while waiting for his result.

He spent more than half an hour checking himself inside and out, eliminating all kinds of toxins and other influences, but he couldn't find the reason for the Nascent Soul's abnormal movement, and he was troubled in every way.

At this moment, Yue Wuhuan opened his eyes. The foundation building was completed. The heaven and man sensed it, and his heart was moved. He slowly looked towards the sky and drew out his long sword cautiously.

Song Qingshi raised his head belatedly, and found that the sky had changed at some point. Rolling black clouds covered the stars, and a vortex of lightning currents formed in the clouds. He couldn't believe his eyes: "This is... Jieyun ?”

The way of cultivating immortals goes against the sky.

Thunder Tribulation is a life-and-death test for monks from heaven, and it is also a chance to stabilize their cultivation and temper their bodies.

The Song and Qing dynasties had undergone this test when they were both at the Golden Core and when they conceived a baby, and they were no strangers to it. However... such a thing as building a foundation and needing to go through a thunder calamity is unheard of in the fairy world!Building a foundation is just the first step in entering the Immortal Sect. Almost all the monks of the Immortal Sect can achieve it. How can it be tested by the Thunder Tribulation?God got it wrong, right? !

Yue Wuhuan had never seen such a thing in his first foundation building, so he didn't have any equipment for crossing the catastrophe.

The first thunder light fell, and its intensity was comparable to that of the Jindan Transcendence Tribulation.

Yue Wuhuan greeted each other with his sword, the long sword stabbed out without hesitation, and the sound of phoenix crowed in the air. The sword light and thunder light intersected, breaking up the raging sky thunder, and then guiding it to him bit by bit, using the newly built Ji's body was lifted abruptly.The corners of his mouth were bloodshot, looking at the thunderclouds still rolling in the sky, his eyes were full of hatred.

This is no ordinary Jieyun, it is God's malice towards him.

The second thunder light fell, and it was even stronger.

Song Qingshi desperately found out all the magic weapon pills and defensive charms in the mustard bag, and threw them all to Yue Wuhuan, hoping to hold back Tianlei.Immortal refining pills can temporarily increase cultivation, heart-protecting pills can protect the heart veins, and body-refining pills can quickly repair the body... Regardless of the value, whether it is a collectible or not, at this moment, it doesn't matter at all...

Yue Wuhuan quickly set up a defensive array, and with the help of the magic weapon, he met the thunder.

The third thunder...

The fourth thunder...

The fifth thunder light...

The sixth thunder light...

This is the Nine Layers of Thunder Tribulation...

Following thunderstorms, Yue Wuhuan's long sword shattered, and all the magic weapons were destroyed, leaving only the medicine pill and formation to suffer.His body was badly injured by lightning, but he smiled crazily at the sky: "If you want to ruin me, then come! If you want to destroy me, then come! I'm waiting for you!"

Song Qingshi's Nascent Soul moved more and more violently, the pain made him gasp, but he didn't dare to take his eyes off, the more unhappy he felt.

The seventh thunder...

The eighth thunder...

All the formations had been destroyed, and Yue Wuhuan fell to the ground again, covered in blood, and he still wanted to get up tenaciously and continue to fight.However, the calamity cloud in the sky became stronger again, and the furious thunder light rolled in the cloud, converging into the strength that only the Nascent Soul can survive the calamity.Yue Wuhuan finally realized that in this thunder disaster, God never intended to give him a chance of survival...

He must die today.

"Why?" Yue Wuhuan looked at the thunder in the sky and muttered to himself, "In your eyes, am I not even worthy of life?"

No matter how hard he struggled with his cultivation base, he couldn't resist the strongest blow of Nascent Soul's Crossing Tribulation.

The intensity of this thunder catastrophe has broken the laws of heaven and earth, there is no one before, and there will be no one after.

Yue Wuhuan suddenly understood everything, he smiled and asked the thunder cloud in the sky:

"Thunder robbery who does not hesitate to break the rules of heaven, this is not hatred..."

"You have a reason to kill me during the foundation building period."

"Haha, aren't you afraid of me?"

"..."

The sky became furious with embarrassment, and roared to rain down the violent thunder.

Yue Wuhuan propped up his body with his last strength, looked at Lei Guang resentfully, and waited for death to come.Looking back on his life, he didn't know what he had done wrong. He deserved to be targeted again and again by the heavens. Not only would everything be destroyed, even his life would not be spared.He managed to crawl out of hell, and the little bit of warmth he got would be taken away in an instant.

He is not afraid of death...

He just regrets that next year's birthday cannot be spent with the Lord...

Suddenly, two flaming lotuses, red and black, bloomed in the air in front of him. It was Song Qingshi who flew into the air and blocked the thunder disaster with his natal magic weapon. He had long realized that something was wrong with this thunder disaster. The cultivator intervening in the Thunder Tribulation will make the Thunder Tribulation stronger, and will lose the opportunities and benefits brought by the Thunder Tribulation, so he can only wait until the final blow, when the thunder light takes shape, and then intervene.

However, he never imagined that the final thunder tribulation would become the strength of Nascent Soul Crossing Tribulation, or even stronger.

The two lotus flowers were torn into pieces, and the magic weapon had already been exhausted.

He could only block the thunder with his body...

The cassock made of silkworm ice silk was destroyed, Yuanying was severely injured, and the left half of his body was burned until he lost consciousness.He fell powerlessly from the sky, like a very light leaf, and floated into Yue Wuhuan's arms.

The rules of heaven and earth were reshaped, and Jieyun dispersed unwillingly.

Yue Wuhuan desperately hugged the person in his arms, no!This is not the ending he wanted!

"Lock Love" couldn't control his collapsed emotions, and his breathing began to flutter.

Song Qingshi realized something was wrong, he struggled, exhausted his last strength, trying to make a sound from his burnt throat: "Don't, don't be sad..."

Wuhuan, did you hear that?