Mistakenly Saving the Villain

Song Qingshi checked everyone's homework to determine their ability and level.

The ones selected by Yue Wuhuan are indeed good seedlings, and they are divided into subjects according to their proficiency. Everyone's grades are very good, not to mention Qingluan and Minghong, the two top students, that lazy-looking Rong Ye , There are also unique features, but his hobbies are not in medical skills and pharmaceuticals, but in mechanism manufacturing.

Yue Wu smiled and said: "Qingluan is smart and capable, when the lord was retreating, she took care of many troublesome things for me."

Song Qingshi understood his instructions, signaled Qingluan to come over, and checked her cultivation base, and found that the girl had already established a foundation, her spiritual root was of wood and water, and her aptitude was not bad, she nodded in satisfaction, determined to delay Put her by your side to have a look, if there are no problems in all aspects, then accept her as an ordinary disciple and hand her over to Yue Wuhuan as his deputy.

Qingluan prostrated herself on the ground and made a big salute.

Song Qingshi thought of the Acacia seal on her body, and turned to ask Yue Wuhuan: "Wanling marrow is just a medium, after being branded with the magic seal, it can cancel the same formation, right? Why didn't you solve this thing?"

Yue Wuhuan explained: "They are the Lord's people, and it is up to the Lord to decide whether to release the Acacia seal."

Song Qingshi said with a smile: "What's up with this shit? I'll untie it for her with the God's rosary."

Qingluan quietly raised her head, glanced at Yue Wuhuan, and dared not answer.

Yue Wuhuan said softly: "She probably didn't bring her with me, there's no rush for this matter, the Lord has just finished retreat, let's deal with it tomorrow."

Song Qingshi readily agreed, took Yue Wuhuan to see his mice and laboratory, and asked along the way: "You have done so many things in ten years, isn't it difficult?"

Yue Wuhuan wrote lightly: "It's nothing, the Lord doesn't need to worry about it."

Song Qingshi asked: "I remember that blood silkworm grass is needed to refine Xuehuasan. This material has long been extinct. How did you get it?"

Yue Wuhuan said relaxedly: "It's a fluke."

Song Qingshi did not suspect him, and sighed: "You are so lucky, I haven't found it after searching for many years."

Yue Wu smiled and said: "Since I met the Lord, my luck has been very good."

Hearing this, Qingluan had mixed feelings, couldn't help but her eyes were red, and she wanted to say something.

Yue Wuhuan noticed the change, and turned to give her a warning look.

Qingluan immediately hid her tears, and then swallowed all the words in her stomach.

Song Qingshi's life-saving grace to her was unforgettable, but the most important thing in her heart was Yue Wuhuan.

I still remember the first meeting when I was six years old...

In late autumn in the forest, a young man in Tsing Yi sat on a golden plane tree, holding a white jade flute in his hand, and playing the song "Phoenix Seeking the Phoenix".

The sound of the flute is lonely, lingering in the golden-red autumn scenery, as if it is struggling to find something.

The young man's phoenix eyes are gentle enough to overwhelm the beauty of the world, the wind blows, and the golden sycamore leaves and fiery red maple leaves seem to have turned into the hem of his clothes. He is like the most honorable phoenix in the world. The most beautiful music attracts the birds to come down and pay homage in order to win favor.

Skylark, yellow warbler, cuckoo, kingfisher...

More and more birds landed quietly on the tree and beside him, listening to the most moving music in the world.

Qingluan couldn't help approaching him, and stopped beside him with the birds until he lost himself.

According to the legend, Qingluan is the vassal bird of the phoenix, born to follow and submit to his light...

This feeling was indescribable, as if it was a memory engraved in her bones and blood, making her understand that this was the person she should be loyal to.

She hoped that he could find the color of happiness that was missing in the music.

She hoped that he could soar in the sky happily forever.

……

Later, Qingluan broke free from the shackles. Like a happy bird, she brought her child to Yaowang Valley. She had a lot of things to tell Yue Wuhuan, such as the question that person asked her, such as when that person got the box. expression.

However, the first time she saw Yue Wuhuan, she realized that this person had changed.

Yue Wuhuan was wounded, and he was so tired that he could hardly suppress the madness and anxiety in his eyes. He recognized her, but he didn't have any interest, and even had a faint disgust.He braced himself up and took them in patiently, just because it was the order of the Immortal King of Medicine.

His eyes are no longer gentle and kind. Although he patiently arranges the children properly, Qingluan can find that every order of his is cold, and every arrangement is thousands of miles away from others. , and then disappeared without a trace for several days.

Qingluan was sensitively aware that something bad might have happened in Yaowang Valley.

She immediately persuaded most of the children who still had delusions about the immortal journey to return to the mortal world, and for the few children who had nowhere to go, she took the initiative to take the responsibility of caring and teaching onto herself.

For a long time afterward, Yao Wang Xianzun retreated, and Yue Wuhuan became very busy, staying in the study and laboratory every day, hardly showing his face.Qingluan took the initiative to become a medicine servant, in charge of sweeping near the gate of Yaowang Valley during the day, and took the children to recite medicine books at night.

When she saw Yue Wuhuan again, Yue Wuhuan's face had been ruined, colorful and ugly.

Qingluan almost screamed in fright.

Yue Wuhuan smiled at her, and left Yaowang Valley with such a face.

Everyone was talking about it, thinking that he lost his face and would fall out of favor after the Lord's retreat was over.

Qingluan thought about that gentle immortal, shook his head, and had a vague guess in his heart.

Yue Wuhuan began to come back with injuries, big and small, knife wounds, sword wounds, all kinds of injuries.He didn't allow anyone to touch his wound, and he went to the pharmacy alone every time.During the recovery period, he read and studied crazily. After recovering from his injury, he would leave Yaowang Valley again, not knowing where to go.

He maintained the calmness of Yaowang Valley, and no one noticed the crisis hidden inside.

Qingluan realized that she had to do something...

For Yue Wuhuan, for Song Qingshi, for Yaowanggu, and for the children behind her.

No matter how weak her wings are, she must protect everyone from wind and rain.

On that day, Yue Wuhuan came back injured again. With determination, Qingluan sneaked into the pharmacy in violation of the ban, and she saw an unbelievable scene.

Yue Wuhuan sewed up his abdominal wound in the pharmacy. In order to stay awake, he did not use anesthesia. He bit a cork strip in his mouth, and then pierced his skin with needles and stitches layer by layer. Cold sweat, but only let out a few low muffled groans.

Yue Wuhuan noticed her prying eyes, quickly closed his robe, and asked in a hoarse voice, "Who?"

Qingluan closed her eyes sadly, and then slowly walked out from the dark place.

Yue Wuhuan drew out his sword and looked at the coming man warily.

Qingluan immediately knelt down, took out the rosary beads she had prepared from her bosom, and offered them with both hands.

Yue Wuhuan looked at the familiar red bead, and immediately understood what she meant, with a gloomy expression.

"I know that something happened to the lord, so I dare not inquire casually. I also know that Brother Wuhuan has concerns and dare not ask for trust, but Yaowanggu is Qingluan's only shelter, the only place for those poor children. A place of shelter," Qingluan's voice was very soft, but extremely firm, "So, please accept Qingluan's life, as long as the rosary is marked with divine thoughts, I will never go against your wishes, and I will never hurt the master, please Use me for anything..."

"Anything?" Yue Wuhuan couldn't help laughing after hearing such childish words, "Even if I am no longer the person in your heart? Even if your clean hands will be stained with blood? Even if you lose your life? Even if you fall Into a place of eternal doom?"

Qingluan raised her head: "Yes!"

Luanniao is always willing to surrender at the feet of the phoenix and follow the shadow in the sky all his life.

Although her strength is small, she is willing to do her best.

Yue Wuhuan looked at her for a long time, thought for a long time, and finally took the rosary and accepted this allegiance.

From that day on, Qingluan became Yue Wuhuan's most loyal subordinate. She handled many public and secret matters in Yaowanggu, and saw the cruelest side of Yue Wuhuan. Washing away the blood on the ground, from being so scared to vomit at the beginning to not changing her face; she helped Yue Wuhuan crazily transform Yaowang Valley, turning it into a huge spider web, controlling everything and trapping everything She tried her best to maintain a perfect surface image for Yue Wuhuan, pretending that nothing happened, preventing those children from discovering the truth, and preventing the Lord from waking up to find out that something was wrong.

However, these things are far from enough...

Yue Wuhuan pushed himself to the extreme every day, his whole body was covered in scars, and he hardly even had time to sleep.He crazily learns killing skills, crazily researches poisons and formations, crazily integrates all knowledge into his own bones and blood, overcomes thorns and thorns, calculates people's hearts, and calculates everything.

The most precious medicines are in the most dangerous places, every step is dangerous, and obtaining them requires a huge price.

Sometimes you succeed, sometimes you fail, and when you fail, you start all over again.

However, no matter how hard it was, he never stopped moving forward.

Qingluan is only responsible for the internal affairs of Yaowang Valley, most of the time he doesn't know where he went or what he did.

The only thing I know is that five years ago, Yue Wuhuan was in a coma and was carried back by the owner of the Yeyu Pavilion himself. Sixty percent of his bones were broken, and no part of his body was intact. He took a deep breath, still holding something tightly in his hand, unwilling to let go.

Qingluan could no longer be silent, she asked Ye Lin why.

After hearing this, Immortal Ye Lin couldn't help scolding: "The monk who established the foundation dared to go to the stage of life and death, he is really a madman who wants to die."

The stage of life and death is a dark gambling game in the fairy world, where the bet is on rare treasures and the lives of monks.

There are so many rich monks in the fairy world. They are tired of betting on cock and dog fighting, and finally they bet on people.

On the stage of life and death, there is no end to death, and the monk who wins in the end can take away one of the treasures in the game at will.

Although Yue Wuhuan has only one breath left, but if he is alive, he is the winner of the stage of life and death.

He got the blood silkworm grass that has long since disappeared in the fairy world.

Immortal Lord Ye Lin is a trustworthy person, he handed the blood silkworm grass and people to Qingluan, narrated the tragedy on the stage of life and death, and scolded: "Oh, although Immortal Xuanyu is a waste piled up with pills, But the monk Yuanying has spiritual power to suppress the monk who established the foundation, and he cultivated a vajra body. Ordinary monks can't even break the kung fu, so why attack? They just want Xuanyu Xianzun to torture and kill the old master Wuhuan for fun. How could a smart person like Yue Wuhuan fail to understand those people's minds? He was willing to die for the blood silkworm grass. For the sake of Yurong Gao's cooperation, I have prepared a coffin for him! What do you think Song Qingshi wants? How long will you be in retreat? Let the big baby who was rescued by 20 spirit stones do such a thing?!"

Qingluan said solemnly: "Please don't say such words."

In the fairy world, it is common for monks to retreat. Some of them can improve their realm and consolidate their retreat, while some can't break through their realm and retreat to study.In the Song and Qing Dynasties, he was extremely talented and concentrated in cultivation. A hundred years ago, he was close to Yuanying Dzogchen. He was a monk with a good chance to break through distraction. Now that the opportunity is approaching and the retreat is solid, no one suspects it.

Ye Lin sighed wryly: "I've never seen such a tragic stage of life and death. His hands and feet were severed, blood was everywhere, and he was lying on the ground unable to move. I was ready to have the coffin lifted. Unexpectedly, at the last moment, he took advantage of Xuanyu When the Immortal Venerable was complacent and relaxed, he shot the poisonous needle in the organ in his mouth into the gate of the opponent's waist."

Although the vajra body is invulnerable to swords and guns, there will be a cover, which cannot be cultivated, but can only be hidden.

Ye Lin knew the ending, and then reversed the process to make sure that Yue Wuhuan had already sensed Xuanyu Xianzun's thoughts and knew that he would be tortured and killed. He kept testing and showing weakness, found out where the door was, and deliberately waited until he was too injured to move. The opponent relaxes his vigilance, and then makes the final attack.

There is only one chance, and it is fleeting.

Yue Wuhuan shot without hesitation, the person who died was Immortal Xuanyu.

The stage of life and death was full of uproar, no one believed his own eyes, Ye Lin sold the coffin cheaply to the disciple of Xuanyu Xianzun, took the blood silkworm grass for Yue Wuhuan, hanged him with medicine, and then found a stretcher to send him Back to Yaowang Valley, explain the whole story clearly.

Before leaving, he told Qingluan thousands of times: "Forget it, don't cry. If he dies, just wait for the medicine king Xianzun to come out of seclusion, and settle the medicine money and escort fee advanced by Yeyu Pavilion. The goods must not be affected."

Qingluan suppressed the confusion in her heart and responded one by one.

She usually studies trauma, and occasionally she has dealt with some inconvenient wounds on her back for Yue Wuhuan.Before Yue Wuhuan left this time, he also had a premonition that he would be seriously injured, and had already left behind various treatment plans and medicines.According to the plan and what she had learned, Qingluan took care of all the injuries properly, except for the clenched hand that could not be opened, and she could vaguely see what seemed to be a white pebble inside.

Yue Wuhuan was in a coma for three days and three nights.

After waking up, he gently sniffed the smell of the stone in his hand, struggled to get out of bed, pushed away Qingluan's support, climbed step by step towards Fuling Palace, and then fell down again.The obscene gaze on the stage of life and death, Xuanyu Xianzun's obscene words made him terribly sick, and even the physical touch that Qingluan had to do for the treatment made him extremely uncomfortable.

The air was so dirty that he couldn't breathe, and his mind was full of chaos. He had to get back to that person quickly so that he could breathe comfortably.

Qingluan knelt down and said firmly: "Brother Wuhuan, I know something happened to the Lord, please let me help you to see him."

Yue Wuhuan turned his head slowly, half-closed his phoenix eyes, and looked at her with dangerous eyes.

Qingluan persuaded with difficulty: "You can't keep the secret alone, if you don't come down from the stage of life and death, what will the lord do?"

Yue Wuhuan fell into silence.

Qingluan continued: "You are dead, who else can save the Lord?"

"Yes, don't worry," Yue Wuhuan said in a weary and hoarse voice, "I used the life card to make a legacy. If I die, I will send a letter. He can easily find the location of the Lord... But, I I don't want to hand over the Lord to that person, so no matter how difficult it is, I can't die."

The lord's injury is too serious, and many prescriptions are needed, one by one to try, not every kind of medicinal material can be bought, and there is no time to find it slowly, he has no support, he can only rely on himself to grab, fight, and go. calculating.He knew he was betting his life, but he couldn't help but bet.

If the bet is lost, the legacy will tell Anlong about Song Qingshi's situation, this is the last way to survive.

Song Qingshi has lost the ability to resist, and all the remaining spiritual power is used to seal the poisonous fire in his body, anyone can do whatever he wants to him.Even with his eyes closed, Yue Wuhuan could guess what Anlong, a ferocious wolf, would do. Just thinking about that scene made him want to vomit.

On the stage of life and death, he lost a lot of blood, and his consciousness was blurred. He was holding his last breath by the content of the legacy array and the stone in his hand. Type, Anlong's unscrupulous actions will definitely eliminate him from Song Qingshi's mind.

He even felt that the past of Jinfeng Villa was not the most painful experience in his life.

To be forgotten by Song Qingshi is...

No matter how difficult hell is, he has to climb back, and no one is allowed to take away his lord.

……

Yue Wuhuan finally accepted Qingluan's proposal, not because he had absolute trust, but because he had gone through a life-and-death battle and realized that he was still in danger of being seriously injured and coma.

Qingluan finally helped him into the secret room, and saw Song Qingshi sleeping in the milky white liquid medicine and the simple furniture beside the bath.

Qingluan asked in disbelief: "Brother Wuhuan, have you been sleeping here?"

In the cold, damp and dark underground, normal people suffer from bone pain after staying for a long time, how can injured people bear it...

"He likes me to be by his side, otherwise he will be lonely." Yue Wuhuan lay down beside the bath, his tense body finally relaxed, the light in his eyes softened, all his soul was tied to the person in the pool, Did not leave a trace of himself.He took Song Qingshi's hand, smiled and kissed the wet back of his hand, and said in a lingering voice, "Qingshi, I got the blood silkworm grass, and I can try a new prescription."

"Qingshi, I'm still alive, I'm not sick..."

"Qingshi, it's spring now, may I plant some flowers and plants in your yard?"

"In the Qing Dynasty, they said that Biyulou had delicious peach blossom cakes. Shall we eat together later?"

"Qingshi..."

He talked endlessly to people who couldn't hear him.

He held that insensible hand, as if holding the whole world.

Qingluan exited the secret room quietly, no outsiders could be tolerated here.

In my memory, the song "Phoenix Seeking the Phoenix" on the sycamore tree has finally shed its last touch of color.

……

Qingluan recalled the ten years of suffering like a nightmare.

Now that Song Qingshi woke up, her nightmare also woke up, the heavy burden on her shoulders fell, and her heart relaxed.

She also understands the meaning of Yue Wuhuan, all the pain has passed, there is no need to make the Lord feel guilty and sad, looking forward, everyone's life will definitely get better and better in the future.

As for the relationship between the Lord and Brother Wuhuan...

Qingluan couldn't help laughing, she was going to worship the Moon God a few more times, praying for a good ending.

In the dim moonlight, there was a young man in red sitting in her courtyard seriously practicing playing the piece, which was also "Phoenix Seeking the Phoenix". Unfortunately, the young man had no musical talent, so no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't play well. I don't know where to go and don't go home.

The boy was a little ashamed, and glanced at her quietly.

Qingluan couldn't help laughing, sat beside him and listened quietly.

She wants everyone to be happy.