Mistakenly Saving the Villain

Song Qingshi's spirit was extremely exhausted, he fell asleep, lying in Yue Wuhuan's arms, like an octopus, fearing that the other party would disappear, he clung tightly and clung to him.

Yue Wuhuan once again tasted immobility. Fortunately, the medicine worked well and it was not too difficult.He wanted to try to turn sideways to adjust Song Qingshi's comfortable posture, but then he found that his waist was entangled and would press the opponent's arm no matter how he moved, so he had to keep it as it was, and used the blood king vine to drag the quilt over to cover it.

The lord is so clingy that he can't bear it at all...

Yue Wuhuan gently untied the hairband for the person in his arms, loosened his long hair, and the soft black hair fell down, mixed with his long hair that had already been let out, and could not be distinguished from each other.

He was playful, and while Song Qingshi didn't notice, he quietly picked up a strand of long hair, then braided it with his own hair, tried to tie a loose knot, admired it for a while, and hid it in his hair for later. I'll tear it apart when I wake up tomorrow morning.

The luminous beads are closed, and the green gauze curtain is closed.

Yue Wuhuan stretched out his arms and hugged the defenseless person in his arms, sniffing the scent of medicine that reassured him, reminiscing about those frantic and sweet kisses, he felt an unreal feeling of happiness.

This is exactly what he craves most.

Accompanying each other closely, only seeing each other, but not crossing the boundaries.

The lord's ruthless Dao heart is stable, which means that no matter what he does, he will not touch that aspect of emotion.

Yue Wuhuan couldn't help laughing self-deprecatingly. He was already a monster raised by Fengyue. He knew very well that his body and beauty could easily arouse men's desires. He had seen all kinds of ugliness. He understood what the other party wanted in his heart.He was used to it by training, so he inadvertently used provocative techniques in the kiss, and it was too late when he found out. Fortunately, Song Qingshi was unmoved and was not aroused by the body sensation that he shouldn't have.

Song Qingshi's kiss was the simplest kiss, like a child asking for candy.

People like him can feel the sweetness inside...

What if the Lord's ruthless way is moved?

Yue Wuhuan thought about it, he felt that he didn't know enough about Wuqing Dao, and he needed to collect relevant information and study it carefully.

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Song Qingshi got up in the morning and found that he had been suppressed all night. He was a little embarrassed and gave a good morning kiss. Then he got up and washed in a hurry, and ran to the research room, full of energy, to start a new round of toxicology research.

Black Death Butterfly is highly poisonous by contact. When Nie Duzun refined the poisonous spirit stone, there was no way to get rid of the impurities better.Now that he has better purification methods and techniques, he can increase the poison of the poisonous spirit stone by five times, and then adjust the auxiliary materials affected by impurities, and it is very likely that he will get a poison that can kill the distracted monk.

The refining of poisonous spirit stone is very dangerous.

Song Qingshi didn't dare to let his assistant touch it casually. He experimented again and again in the laboratory alone, and made more than a dozen versions of petri dishes to breed the flower insect fungus that assists the diffusion of toxins. Combined, the Black Death Butterfly is considered a success.

Yue Wuhuan sent Blood King Vine to check on him a few times, seeing that he was engrossed and had no time to care about him, so he gave up.

He still has a lot of things to do. In addition to the internal affairs of the ledger, he also needs to strengthen the poisonous fog array, make more poisonous puppets, and design the Yaowang Valley as a fortress with copper walls and iron walls as much as possible.

The fusion of more than a dozen petri dishes failed, either because the flower worm fungus lost its effect, or the toxicity of the poison spirit stone was reduced...

Song Qingshi made a record of failures and was depressed for three quarters of an hour.

It was dusk when he came out of the laboratory.He rubbed his tired eyes, went to the school, and saw Qingluan leading his apprentices to do alchemy research, as if he was experimenting with a new formula.

Unfortunately, her experiment also failed, black smoke and stench came out of the pill furnace.

Qingluan was silent for a moment, and asked Rong Ye to record the failure process and results.

Rong Ye looked at the sky and said aggrievedly: "Sister Qingluan, everyone is hungry, why don't you go eat first."

Qingluan refused: "Make a record first."

Rong Ye didn't understand: "Anyway, the results are all wrong, why do you need to record them? Look at this notebook, it's all wrong, wrong, wrong, at least seventy or eighty times, does it make sense?"

Minghong said at the beginning: "This is what the Lord ordered to do. Every time you test, no matter whether it is right or wrong, you must write it down."

"The Lord must be very powerful," Rong Ye heard that it was Song Qingshi's confession, and he didn't dare to refute it anymore. He lamented while recording in frustration, "We are too stupid and always fail. If I want to recruit apprentices, I have to hide this notebook so that my juniors and younger sisters can’t see it, otherwise it’s useless to make fun of us.”

Qingluan was about to speak, but when she saw Song Qingshi walking in from the door, she quickly saluted.

The children stopped playing and stood upright.

Song Qingshi took the notebook in Rong Ye's hand with a smile, and flipped through a few pages: "Mistakes can't be hidden, they have to be kept in the laboratory and kept forever, so that when we study this drug in the future, we can eliminate the wrong plan... ...Including all the experiments you have done before, all the data must be preserved, and we must figure out why it failed."

Rong Ye blushed, and murmured, "Including the time I made the pill furnace?"

"Well," Song Qingshi said with a smile, "this way everyone will know that Danhuang cannot be used in refining Huichun Pill, otherwise it will fry the furnace."

Rong Ye suddenly understood a little bit, but he still didn't think thoroughly enough.

"Don't be afraid of failure." Song Qingshi looked at Qingluan's experiment table and confirmed that there were no mistakes in the process. "In medical research, failure is the most common thing. Many people are failing, failing hundreds or thousands of times." . . . success is luck."

Rong Ye asked cautiously: "My lord, will you fail too?"

Song Qingshi couldn't help laughing: "Do you know Shouxin Dan?"

"I know!" The children rushed to answer, their faces full of admiration, "This is the elixir developed by the Lord in the early years, and it has a miraculous effect on heart damage! Everyone said that the appearance of this elixir shocked me The world of cultivating immortals has changed the treatment method for heart trauma, so the lord is known as a genius alchemist."

Rong Ye's peach blossom eyes are full of admiration: "The Lord is a genius in the first place, we are still far behind."

"You're wrong," Song Qingshi told him with a smile, "I failed three thousand six hundred and seventy times in the development of Shouxin Pill."

Rong Ye was stunned.

"The No. 20 nine rows in the library, and the more than 600 records piled on the top, are the records of my failures in those years. I have done such things as frying alchemy stoves many times," Song Qingshi recalled the interesting things in the past, I couldn't help laughing, "In the end, I dozed off and accidentally dropped oxalicine into the formula, which made it successful."

He knows his IQ. Although he is a little smart, he is still far from a genius. He can only work hard and keep trying.

"Don't be afraid of failure," Song Qingshi saw Yue Wuhuan approaching from the peach blossom forest, the smile in his eyes became gentler, "Every failure is to eliminate a mistake, as long as you don't give up, you will always find the right answer .”

Seeing that he was about to leave, Rong Ye couldn't help asking: "My lord, will you still fail now?"

Yao Wang Xianzun is already a Nascent Soul cultivator, the No. 1 doctor in the world, and everyone says that there is no elixir that he can't make, or a patient who can't be cured.

Song Qingshi stood at the door and turned his head: "I have been failing all the time."

Under the golden light at dusk, the tenderness towards that person on his face has not had time to withdraw, and it falls into everyone's eyes, as if seeing the most beautiful feelings, which makes people yearn for and envy.

Song Qingshi walked towards Yue Wuhuan, and the two left talking and laughing.

Rong Ye looked at Yue Wuhuan, and thought of the beautiful shark bead again. Now this bead has been tied to the new jade pendant around Yue Wuhuan's waist. The jade pendant is also the best dragon jade, as white as cream, There is a golden pattern in the middle, like a golden dragon hidden among the clouds, and it also carries a faint water-type aura, which can nourish the wood-type meridians.

Last night, Immortal Wuhuan rested in Fuling Palace?Changed to a new jade pendant today?

Sister Qingluan always said that Immortal Elder Wuhuan and Venerable Master are not in that kind of relationship, so please stop talking nonsense.Both Minghong and Qingyun believed that Sister Qingluan said that Immortal Elder Wuhuan and the Lord were talking about academics, doing math problems, and studying formations in the bedroom... Sometimes because it was too late, they were too lazy to go back and change their beds, so they slept in the bedroom. Together.

He had implicitly demurred.

Minghong didn't understand at all: "What can two big men do?"

Rong Ye was almost dizzy: "Have you forgotten that you were almost betrayed?"

"How can there be so many masculine guys in the world? We don't have such messes in the Valley of the Medicine King," Ming Hong is a typical example of forgetting the pain when the scars heal. He thinks of those disgusting things, his face turns black, and he resolutely defends his benefactor. Virtue, "Our Lord is definitely not that kind of person! He won't do disgusting things to Brother Wuhuan!"

The corners of Rong Ye's mouth twitched...

There are actually several same-sex couples in Yaowang Valley, but Minghong can't see them all, and thinks they are buddies when he sees them.Even Rong Ye himself is inclined towards men, and from time to time someone will show his favor to him.So he doesn't like to go to the big bathhouse used by the medicine servants to take a bath, and he doesn't like to be looked at by others.Minghong was unaware of his friend's orientation, not only ran to the big bathhouse without hesitation, but also asked him several times, saying that soaking in the hot spring was comfortable...

If he didn't know that this guy looks cold, but he is actually an emotional fool, he might have misunderstood.

He Qingyun once said that someone once had thoughts about Ming Hong in the bathhouse, intending to take advantage, and then Ming Hong mistakenly thought that the other party was provocative, and coupled with some disrespectful words towards Qingluan in the other party's mouth, he dragged the person out and beat him up After a beating, he didn't get out of bed for half a month. From that day on, it seemed that no man wanted to hook him up, but there were many more girls in the medicine servant who had a crush on him.

Why are all his friends idiots? !

Rong Ye felt heartbroken...

He decided to rely on himself.

During Yao Wang Xianzun's retreat, Yue Wuhuan was in charge of all the resources. He could see that Yue Wuhuan was not interested in women, so he thought about hooking up, at least for some cultivation pills.However, Yue Wuhuan's grimace really scared him, and he couldn't make up his mind. In addition, Sister Qingluan was madly adding homework to them during that time, and he couldn't finish what he did, so he rested his mind.

He knew that Yue Wuhuan was extremely smart and capable, and he was trusted, so he didn't expect to receive the same treatment.

He just wanted to trade his beauty for some benefits to complete the foundation building...

If he could become a real monk, wouldn't his mother call him a dead man?

Rong Ye was distracted.