Mistakenly Saving the Villain

Song Qingshi took a brush and thought about how to write this letter for a long time.

He is a man of pure science. If he writes scientific papers, experimental data, or academic debates, tens of thousands of words is fine, but if he needs to express his feelings in private letters, he writes them dry, similar to work emails or official reports.

On weekdays, writing letters to Anlong are mainly research reports and experimental experience...

Now, he racked his brains, and finally wrote Anlong my friend at the beginning of the letter, and then concealed the matter of Yue Wuhuan's crossing the catastrophe. Written in a tone of voice, the words "Grace of Saving Life" are particularly black and thick, lest someone pretend to be blind, and finally thank him for worrying about his body, and ask him to stop dismantling the drug battle and walk the right way .

Song Qingshi finished writing and checked several times, and then asked Yue Wuhuan to help him see if there was anything he needed to add. After confirming that it was correct, he put it in the envelope. Got it, drew an Alaskan dog's head next to the name on the envelope to vent my anger.

Yue Wuhuan looked at the dog's head and said with a smile: "The relationship between the Lord and An Xianzun is very good."

He has long discovered that the interaction between Song Qingshi and Anlong is different from others. Although they may quarrel and fight, the bond between the two is much deeper than imagined.

After Anlong realized what happened to Song Qingshi, he attacked Yaowanggu crazily. He relied on formations and terrain to set up traps, and tried his best to hold him back. Song Qingshi himself didn't realize that he only gave Anlong a nickname, only Fighting with An Long, no matter how fierce the fight is, he will not turn his face.

This discovery is really upsetting...

Yue Wuhuan smiled and said, "You two are very good friends, right?"

"I don't know either," Song Qingshi and the original body's memories have been completely merged and put back together. He thought about it for a while, but he couldn't find a reference object in this regard. Seeing that Yue Wuhuan seemed to be very curious about this, he explained in detail Get up, "I was born with two kinds of spiritual fires. Before the foundation was established, I would lose control from time to time, especially the ghost fire, which is easy to hurt people..."

When he was young, he was adopted by a kind old pharmacist, and the two lived in the remote mountains far away from human habitation to grow medicine. Later, when the old pharmacist died, he read books and practiced alone. When he succeeded in building a foundation, he learned to control the spirit in his body After the fire, I finished reading the books at home.

He plucked up his courage and went down the mountain to make a living, wanting to see the world described in the book.

At that time, he was not good-looking, he was a little out of shape, there was no flesh on his face, but his eyes were very big, his hair was messy like withered grass, his words were not expressive, and he looked weird, so no one wanted to get close to him he.

He has been looked at too much with disdain, and he is also used to not talking to people proactively, which is annoying...

Later, he got the medicine king's inheritance and cultivated it into a golden elixir. He recovered and his appearance was not so ugly. With his first-hand medical skills, people gradually wanted to strike up a conversation with him, but he didn't know what other people said about beautiful women, beautiful things and beautiful things. , others don't understand what he means by pharmacy, toxicology and medicine...

There is no need to force others to accommodate you if you have different ways.

It is also very happy to be immersed in the ocean of knowledge alone.

"Everyone thinks I'm a weirdo," Song Qingshi said shyly, "Anlong is also a weirdo. He likes to play with bugs, and he always has all kinds of Gu bugs on him. Although I think bugs are very interesting, others seem to be afraid of them. , never interacted with him. When we met in a secret place, he wanted to scare me with a bug. I found that bug was very special and had medical value. I asked curiously and discussed some professional knowledge. As a result, he pestered me. I want to come to Medicine King Valley as a guest, so I agreed..."

Yue Wuhuan was full of interest and listened attentively.

Song Qingshi thought of the events of those years, and it was very funny: "I haven't been in touch with people for a long time, and I have a serious speech barrier. I can make do with discussing poison classics and pharmacology, but I always fail to express my meaning when I say other things, and I can hardly communicate with people normally... But An Long He is very smart and can always understand what I am thinking. Later, after the two of them got to know each other well, he began to play tricks to annoy me, or act in a confused fashion, forcing me to speak and swear... My highest record was to scold him for half a year. Non-stop for an hour... Now I talk much better, and I don't talk incoherently. I suspect that he did it on purpose, but he doesn't admit it, maybe I think too much..."

Yue Wuhuan said with a funny taste: "An Xianzun is really a wonderful person."

"Well, he often looks for rare medicinal materials and news from all over the world, and then takes me to collect them. He also taught me a lot of skills to distinguish malicious intentions and scare the enemy away," Song Qingshi said here, afraid that Yue Wuhuan would misunderstand that he would only Zhan An Long Cheap, explained, "I also found a lot of strange Gu worms and Gu raising materials to give him, taught him a lot of knowledge about medicine, made various medicines for him, and I also helped him when he encountered difficulties."

Yue Wu smiled and said: "Well, the Lord is the best." It was so good that people wanted to swallow it.

"I didn't have other friends before, and I don't know how other people get along with friends." Song Qingshi blushed when he praised him, and concluded, "Everyone says that Anlong and I are a strange combination. I think it's a good relationship. friend?"

Therefore, no matter how angry he was, he didn't have the idea of ​​burning the Alaska to death, and he would heal his wounds if it was severely beaten.

Yue Wuhuan understood the point: "Before?"

Song Qingshi said happily: "Now there is Wuhuan!"

He likes Yue Wuhuan the most, beautiful and smart, gentle and considerate, kind and well-behaved, understands everything, won't get angry with him casually, and won't make him angry, it's fine anywhere.

Yue Wuhuan's mouth became even more charming: "Are we good friends?"

Song Qingshi suddenly realized that he made a unilateral decision and hadn't consulted the other party's opinion, which is not good.He asked cautiously, "Can you?"

"Of course." Yue Wuhuan's vines wrapped around his feet again, tugged gently, the eyes under the mask looked closely at the person in front of him, and there was an indescribable ambiguity in his voice, "I love you His mind is the same as his..."

Song Qingshi's heart beat two beats faster when he watched him, and felt something was wrong with Yuan Ying, so he quickly recited pathology several times silently, controlled his emotions, and suppressed the changes in his heart.

He woke up this time and found that his Nascent Soul problem was a bit serious. His cultivation level, which was close to Dzogchen, had dropped a lot. Something went wrong?

His body in this world has no heart, so he chose the path of ruthlessness, without desire and emotion.

Since he practiced the Ruthless Dao, he failed in research a hundred or eighty times, and he didn't panic.

He also wondered if he was moved by Yue Wuhuan, but a man's love and desire are symbiotic, and he was sure that he did not have that kind of desire for Yue Wuhuan, and he dared not even think about it, for fear of causing the other party's psychological shadow .

The result of rational analysis may be that after knowing Yue Wuhuan, he was overjoyed and sad several times, and his mood was unstable, which affected his Taoist heart?

Song Qingshi thought about it, operated the Hanyujue, allocated part of the spiritual power from the Youhuo to protect the Yuanying, and controlled the passage. As long as the spiritual power was not used in large quantities, causing the dantian to dry up, the cultivation base would not collapse due to emotional fluctuations for the time being. He can slowly solve the matter. Anyway, Nascent Soul cultivator has a long lifespan, and there are many days. His patience is one of the best in the fairy world.

Seeing his sudden silence, Yue Wuhuan asked uneasily, "My lord, do you feel unwell?"

Song Qingshi shook his head with a smile, raised his hand and summoned a messenger bird to send the letter to Anlong.

The messenger bird flapped its wings and flew into the sky.

Song Qingshi looked at the birds, and suddenly remembered that the group of children he rescued at Xie Que hadn't been settled yet...

Yue Wuhuan heard him mention this matter, and said with a smile: "They were terribly frightened by the incident of the cauldron, and also learned that it is difficult for mortal bodies to travel to immortality, so most of them chose to go home. With the elixir and a few tricks of immortality in my hand, I can live well in the mortal world. The remaining six are homeless or unwilling to go back, so I decided to keep them, and I selected some talented medicine servants, about More than 30 people are studying medical skills and pharmaceuticals in the valley, and there are quite a few good seedlings among them who can become the experimental assistants of the lord."

Song Qingshi was overjoyed. He is not good at teaching people. Most of the things in the laboratory have to be done by himself, which is a waste of time. Later, Yue Wuhuan helped and realized the importance of assistants.He had long wanted to open a school and train a few smart assistants, but he fell asleep before he could do it.

Yue Wuhuan has a very high vision. The good seed he said is definitely better than the one he picked.

Song Qingshi enthusiastically put Anlong's matter behind him and wanted to visit the school.

Yue Wuhuan took out a robe customized according to the original style, and then put on a beautiful white fox fur outside, "My lord, it's spring now, and it's cold outside."

Song Qingshi pinched the soft fur on the white fox fur, looked at the fire protection circle in the fox fur, and liked it very much. Although he was not afraid of the cold, he liked to be close to warm things. I don't know how the little angel discovered this secret.

The natal pill fire showed its figure in the air and gathered into a red lotus.

Song Qingshi stepped on the red lotus, and accompanied by Yue Wuhuan, slowly flew out of the bedroom.

There was a scene I had never seen before. The courtyard with a few random trees was replaced by a colorful garden, with wisterias hanging down, peonies enchanting, peonies graceful, peach blossoms, pear blossoms, and apricot blossoms...

Almost all the most beautiful flowers in spring are gathered together, and the color distribution is patchwork, forming a perfect picture.

Originally there were only a few koi in the pond, but there were more cranes and mandarin ducks, crossing their necks under the lake rocks, chatting and chatting...

Song Qingshi looked back in shock, looked at the plaque on the top of the Fuling Palace, and was sure it was his bedroom.

Yue Wuhuan explained: "Because many places in Yaowang Valley need to be repaired, and the increase in personnel also requires new courtyards, so I made my own initiative and redesigned the scenery. If the Lord doesn't like it...you can restore it to the original..."

"I like it," Song Qingshi replied quickly, praising it sincerely, "It's very beautiful!"

Guben, the king of medicine, stationed an evil cultivator sect. In the Song and Qing Dynasties, it was discovered that the evil cultivators were using boys and girls to refine medicine, so they took action to exterminate this disgusting sect.Then he found that the terrain here is particularly good, suitable for the growth of medicines, and there are all kinds of pill furnaces for refining medicine, so he stayed and slowly rebuilt it into its current appearance.

Most of the houses and buildings were left by the evil sects of the past, and the additions were made in whatever way is convenient. The names were randomly picked up from the medicine books, and the aesthetics were never considered.

He is a science student and doesn't understand art design at all, but that doesn't mean he doesn't like pretty things...

He likes to wear white to show that his figure is not so thin. In fact, he prefers bright colors full of vitality...

The courtyard in front of him was so gorgeous that it was flamboyant, and everything was in line with his wishes.

Yue Wuhuan looked at his admiring eyes with satisfaction, and licked his lips that were a little dry due to desire, feeling extremely satisfied.

Just like that...these clean eyes were gradually stained with their own breath.

Until it becomes a habit and a part of life.

Inseparable again.

The author has something to say:

Emphasis: Wu Huan confessed~ (although it is a confession that I don’t want to be known by the other party)

Song Xueba: I never thought that I might be a victim.

Yue Wuhuan: I suspect that the Lord's desires are all on the white mouse spirit.