Mistakenly Saving the Villain

In the middle of the night, Qingluan quietly came to Zixuan Hall.

Zixuan Hall is an old study not far from Fuling Palace. Because it was too small, it was abandoned by the Immortal King of Medicine. It was only used for storing sundries. , which handles housekeeping here.

Yue Wuhuan was sitting at the desk reading the letter, the corners of his mouth under the golden mask were smiling happily.

However, after making many misjudgments, Qingluan no longer dared to use his expression to guess what Yue Wuhuan was thinking in his heart. There might be a cold murderous intent behind the smile, and the anger might just be an illusion for calculation. The image I want to show you, and the madness occasionally revealed is the truth.

No one dared to face his madness.

Qingluan saluted nervously, and stood obediently, waiting for new orders.

The Blood King Vine roll brought a small wooden box, and inside the small wooden box was a god's rosary that had never been used.

Qingluan took the rosary, and she knew that Yue Wuhuan didn't need to rely on it to control people's hearts. She kept it for her loyalty. treasures.All dangers have been removed by him, everything is under control, and no secret can escape his eyes.

Yue Wuhuan raised his head, saw that she was still standing there, and asked in a low voice, "Is there anything else?"

Qingluan thought for a while, and answered cautiously: "What should I do with An Xianzun? Brother Wuhuan, please tell me."

She knew what was going on in the poisonous fog formation, and also knew the root of An Long's rage, so she was very disturbed.

Yue Wuhuan put down the letter in his hand: "Receive as a distinguished guest."

Qingluan tactfully stated her worries: "An Xianzun is coming in a menacing way, it doesn't seem like a good stubble."

Yue Wu laughed: "Are you afraid that he will kill me?"

Qingluan lowered her head, not daring to answer.

"You think An Long is too simple." Yue Wuhuan treated this loyal and capable subordinate with a little patience, "The succession of the Wan Gu sect is like refining Gu. After the master of the sect dies, the nine direct disciples will fight each other , until the last person can get the inheritance of the Wugu God. He was the last to start, but he succeeded in killing eight brothers from the same sect. Hold it firmly in your hands."

Qingluan shuddered when she heard this, she couldn't accept this kind of fratricide.

"So, a person like him won't act on his will," Yue Wuhuan analyzed, "If he breaks into the Valley of the Medicine Kings and kills people, and if he kills me, a personal disciple, it means that the face of the Valley of the Medicine Kings will be trampled on. On the ground, the lord must not let it go. He was poisoned at the time and was at the end of his strength. Is it necessary to anger the lord at this time and die with me?"

Qingluan muttered to himself: "But, the lord has removed his poison..."

She wasn't stupid at all, and she suddenly figured it out, since An Long didn't do anything when he came with anger, he wouldn't do anything after his anger calmed down.

"If you want to kill me, when can't you kill me?" Yue Wuhuan shook his head and sneered, "There are so many strong people in the fairy world, why do you need to do it yourself? Wouldn't it be better to spend money to buy your life? First show weakness and be good, and let go of the Lord's heart Prevent, detoxify, and then attack secretly after leaving, or hire a killer. If I were him, I would definitely do this..."

Afterwards, the killer can be removed, and the head of the killer can be used to please the Lord.

Why not kill two birds with one stone?

Just like when the Lord woke up, he also gave up the mechanism and formation to deal with Anlong who broke in, and stopped the poisonous puppet who had ambushed. There is no need to make the Lord unhappy for these trivial things, and ruin the good mood of the reunion.

Yue Wuhuan shook his head regretfully: "An Long is a smart man..."

The Blood King Vine wrapped around the lord's feet was still moving, obviously worried about this matter, he couldn't fall asleep after tossing and turning.Since the Lord is so worried about their "misunderstanding", he must "untangle".He originally thought of several ways to provoke An Long to kill people in Yaowang Valley, but now he had no choice but to give up.

Pity……

Before Qingluan left, he hesitated and asked again: "Brother Wuhuan, aren't you afraid of danger?"

"I'm afraid, I'm afraid of death," Yue Wuhuan thought of this interesting thing, and couldn't help laughing, the deep laughter was in the quiet darkness, with suppressed madness, "If you encounter danger, the Lord will I will be very worried, and will follow me day and night to protect me."

Such a life is really exciting.

Seeing his smile, Qingluan couldn't help shivering.

……

In Fuling Palace, Song Qingshi tossed and turned, sighed all night, but couldn't solve this life-and-death problem.

He wouldn't naively expect the two of them to let go of their past and become friends, but only hoped that the two would not fight for their lives.

Even so, it is still difficult...

An Long always retaliates, and never forgives others. He often does things in a way that is obedient, and if he agrees to himself, he will turn his head and kill Yue Wuhuan. If he kills Alaska first, it will be too late.Yue Wuhuan is a little angel who is willing to endure anything for him, and he was inexplicably hit by the Heart-eating Gu, so he must be holding fire in his heart, otherwise he wouldn't have returned with bone drunk.

He can't wrong the obedient and well-behaved, so that he can't fight back when he is beaten or scolded, can he?

The master is responsible for the disciple's mistakes, not to mention the disciple's mistakes, which cannot be admitted.

He might as well let An Long beat him up to vent his anger...

He is a Nascent Soul cultivator, so he is more resistant to beating than Yue Wuhuan.

Song Qingshi thought for a long time, and felt that this unreliable plan would not succeed. He wondered if he could use something good to impress An Long and make him give up his hatred. Nothing to get out of it...

The next day, he struggled to get out of bed, and found that Yue Wuhuan hadn't come, so he washed up briefly under the service of the Blood King Vine, and decided to go to Anlong to have a showdown, to see what price he would have to pay to make him let go of this matter completely , If it doesn't work, you have to make defensive preparations.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he walked to the garden, he saw An Long and Yue Wuhuan sitting in the pavilion playing chess. The two were talking and laughing, and the atmosphere was very good.

Song Qingshi rubbed his eyes, feeling that life was like a dream.

Yue Wuhuan glanced at his messy hair, bowed his head in salute, and said with a smile: "I should have gone to serve the Lord first this morning, but An Xianzun asked me to play chess."

"You pulled me first?" It was An Long who stared at the chessboard, thought for a while, and finally made a move, "It's your turn."

Song Qingshi walked over suspiciously, looked at the chessboard, An Long held black pieces, Yue Wuhuan held white pieces.He is not good at Go, he can only see that the two dragons are strangled together, and the black dragon has a slight advantage.

An Long asked enthusiastically: "It's no fun to play for nothing, shall we bet on the lottery?"

Yue Wuhuan asked with a smile, "What does An Xianzun want to bet on?"

"You are not allowed to gamble in Yaowang Valley!" Song Qingshi was killed every time he played chess with An Long. Knowing his chess skills, he was afraid that this prize would make the little angel suffer, so he answered in advance, "If you lose, put a note on your head." !"

He saw his brothers playing cards like this!

Both of them stared blankly at him...

Song Qingshi made a firm decision: "This is my home! I have the final say!"

He sat between the two of them, lying on the stone table. He didn't like to watch chess, and he watched the black and white chess absently. His mind was full of guessing whether Alaska wanted to lie to him again?Is Yue Wuhuan afraid that he will be worried, and is hiding something?

The chess game changed suddenly.

The black dragon was led into a trap and was about to be strangled by the white dragon.

An Long looked at his method of setting traps, just like in a poisonous fog formation, every step seemed harmless, and when he thought he had the upper hand, the hidden ultimate move showed its fangs.There was an unknown anger in his heart, and the more he thought about it, the more angry he became, and his eyes added a bit of murderousness.

Yue Wuhuan sensed the murderous intent and smiled at him.

Song Qingshi looked at Anlong vigilantly, and warned: "No cheating in chess!"

"Your apprentice bullied me," An Long rolled his eyes, pulled him over, put him aside, and said cheerfully, "We brothers have the same blessings and share the same difficulties. Since it was proposed by you, I lost Put the note on your forehead!"

Song Qingshi originally wanted to make him happy, so he agreed casually.

Yue Wuhuan was stunned for a moment, and the chess piece in his hand turned around.

The two fought for more than half an hour, and the battle was fierce. In the end, the black dragon narrowly defeated the white dragon's son-in-law...

Song Qingshi was a man who kept his word, he took a small red note and walked towards Yue Wuhuan: "Where do you want to post it?"

Yue Wu smiled and said: "No matter where the Lord is posted, I will be happy."

"Okay," Song Qingshi thought for a while, but he didn't want to stick it on the mask, so he decided to stick a cat's whiskers for him, "I'll put it on for a better look."

He leaned closer to Yue Wuhuan's face, trying to find the best position.

Yue Wuhuan moved back and forth, laughing non-stop: "My lord, it's a little itchy."

Song Qingshi posted it crookedly, and it didn't look pleasing to the eye, so he quickly tore it off and pasted it again: "Don't move around."

An Long looked at the shameless evildoer on the left, and the mindless fool on the right. Hearing some flirtatious words, he was so angry that he wanted to eat the chess piece!He has never talked about feelings with others before, and he doesn't know about Fengyue, so he never thought that he could still play like this!This is a big loss!

Song Qingshi pasted up the note and asked his doubts: "What's wrong with you two?"

An Long withdrew his anger in an instant, and said cheerfully: "We don't know each other if we don't fight. Heart-eating Gu and bone drunk are considered even."

Yue Wuhuan bowed again and said, "An Xianzun's magnanimity makes Wuhuan admire him."

"Forget it, I don't blame you," An Long waved his hand, and said generously, "You were trying to save Shi, but I was thinking wildly and recklessly."

Yue Wuhuan smiled and said: "An Xianzun is also here to save my lord, if he had known your intentions earlier, Wu Huan would have opened the gate of the Yaowang Valley to welcome him."

An Long praised: "It's amazing that you can have such scheming at such a young age."

Yue Wuhuan boasted: "It was An Xianzun who showed mercy and let me escape by chance."

The two came and went, laughing endlessly, like friends who hit it off at first sight.

Song Qingshi became a normal person by the side...

He became more and more aware of his lack of emotional knowledge, and decided to make up for it.

In the Song and Qing dynasties, when they encountered things they didn’t understand, they used to look for answers in books. However, there were no such things as human relationship studies, psychology, or dating encyclopedias in the fairy world, and there were no similar books in Yaowang Valley. What should I do?

He pondered for a long time, and suddenly remembered that the most emotional descriptions in this world are the scriptures, maybe he can refer to them.

So, he wrote a letter to Ye Lin, enclosing a high-grade spirit stone, asking him to find some scriptures about men's friendship, which must be close to life and sincere.

Ye Lin was the quickest when collecting money to do things. He immediately sent his bedside script to Song Qingshi, boasting that it was the best-selling script in recent times, and the description of brotherhood in it was wonderful. It's heart-wrenching, and people can't stop watching it, and they can't put it down.

In the Song and Qing Dynasties, they picked up "Three Brothers Fighting Tigers" sent with the letter like a treasure.

He was very satisfied with Ye Lin's handling ability.

The author has something to say:

The acting skills of the three:

More Unhappy: Oscar Winner

An Long: Domestic actor

Song Qingshi: My kindergarten once performed a tree on the stage!