Mistakenly Saving the Villain

"Wuhuan, I like you."

"Wuhuan, I like you."

"Wuhuan, I like you."

Song Qingshi hated himself for not liking poetry and songs, and for not preparing a romantic proposal line. At this important moment of expressing his heart, he actually repeated boring words like a repeater.In another world where the information is exploding, a good-for-nothing suitor like him would not be wronged by being dumped a hundred times by gods and goddesses.

Yue Wuhuan listened to the voice that he didn't even dare to imagine in his dreams, and all kinds of happy scenes in the illusion appeared before his eyes again.

The young man once said this sentence while watching him practicing sword in the sky.

The boy once said this while cooking with him in the backyard kitchen.

The young man had said this while accompanying him on an adventure in the secret realm of the Devil's Nest.

The boy had been lying under him and said that over and over again.

His clear eyes were filled with his figure.

only he...

Who is the boy in front of him?Is it a boy refining medicine who lives alone in the mountains?Is it the Medicine King Immortal Venerable from Medicine King Valley?

They are both Song Qingshi, people they like...

Illusion and reality can no longer be distinguished, turning back and forth in his mind, the love gradually loosens, he doesn't want to control this sweet taste, he really wants to drown in this moment, and keep the good feeling forever.

However, Song Qingshi hugged his waist tightly, he couldn't sink down, he couldn't die...

Yue Wuhuan's breathing became chaotic, he tightly covered his face with both hands, his sweet words were like sharp knives, cutting open his heart, digging out the crazy and paranoid emotions inside, so that he could no longer hide his true colors.

Song Qingshi still persisted: "Wuhuan, I like you."

Yue Wuhuan's laughter gradually leaked from between his fingers, terrifying and depressing.

He raised his head slowly, stared at the person in front of him, approached gradually, stopped on his lips, gasped and said: "Qingshi, I'm not as good as you think, everyone says I'm crazy."

Song Qingshi stopped confessing, and replied: "I know."

"You don't know," Yue Wuhuan's voice became more and more confused, "Because I don't understand why my emotions are different from others, I want to monopolize you, imprison you in the Valley of the Medicine King, and forbid you to contact the outside world. I want to destroy all the things I don’t like in the world and change the world to what I like... Qingluan said it was wrong, everyone said I It's wrong, but I can't feel what's wrong, maybe I'm really crazy. In the Qing Dynasty, you can't form a partner with a madman, and I might hurt you without knowing it..."

Song Qingshi calmly said, "You're not crazy, you're just sick."

"Sick?" Yue Wuhuan was stunned, he thought for a while, and frantically resisted, "No, I'm not sick. I don't have any discomfort. Whether it's cultivation or dealing with things, I'm doing very well..."

Song Qingshi gently placed his palm on his chest, and said softly, "Wu Huan, your heart is sick."

Yue Wuhuan covered his hands with her own, lowered her head and asked, "My heart?"

The heartbeat is accelerating, the body is hot, as if calling for something.

Song Qingshi raised his head: "Does it hurt every day?"

Yue Wuhuan looked at him for a long time, and finally nodded: "It hurts."

Song Qingshi hugged him into his arms, patted him, and comforted him softly: "Don't be afraid, I will hurt with you."

In this gentle embrace, Yue Wuhuan finally let go of all his defenses, exposed his fragility and pain, and sobbed: "Qingshi, I will take good care of it, whether I take medicine or acupuncture, I am very good... you Don't give up on me, okay?"

The strings he uses to maintain his sanity are countless of the most delicate spider threads, which will break at any time and be completely destroyed.

He needs a new pillar to support himself to live.

Song Qingshi said without hesitation: "I will never give up."

Yue Wuhuan asked softly, "What do I need to do?"

"Treatment needs to be tried many times, and you may fail, suffer, or despair," Song Qingshi held his face, looked into his eyes, and begged with all his strength, "No matter what the situation is, please don't give up, okay?" ? As long as you persevere, even in desperate situations, luck will come.”

Yue Wuhuan asked, "Lucky?"

He thought of the Blood King Vine again, and the lucky encounter at the Immortal Peak.

Song Qingshi felt something in his heart and knew that he couldn't go on.

He believed that Yue Wuhuan was smarter, and at that time, he would figure it out.

……

Song Qingshi was extremely happy, and the person he liked finally agreed to his marriage proposal.

Yue Wuhuan was very entangled afterwards. He has a strong character and feels that he can do everything by himself when he proposes. However, Song Qingshi seems to have a soft temper, but he is actually very stubborn, especially for the things he is looking for. , he felt that Song Qingshi had a strange understanding of the relationship between men, so he tentatively asked the person on the blood king vine on the bed.

Song Qingshi came back to his senses in a trance, took a breather, and spent a lot of time trying to make Yue Wuhuan understand the current situation.

He understands what danmei is: Domineering is attacking, beautiful is receiving, and Gong is responsible for favoring.

The same is true in the storybooks of the world of cultivating immortals, the strong side will favor the weak side.

He is a dignified Nascent Soul cultivator, a domineering boss!Yue Wuhuan is unparalleled in the world!Moreover, he lives a simple life, doesn't like to dress up at all, works steadily and reliably, and likes to take care of others, of course he is Gong.Yue Wuhuan is flamboyant and flamboyant, with temperament and taste, and has various physical problems that need to be taken care of, of course it is Shou.

Although there are some discrepancies in the details of the two people's work and the script, the main reason is that he feels sorry for Yue Wuhuan's psychological shadow and acts as the bearer, but he works hard to pamper Yue Wuhuan and make him happy.

Song Qingshi felt that he was a good attacker.

Yue Wuhuan immediately understood where the mistake was, and wanted to correct it, but seeing Song Qingshi's traces and cute appearance, he immediately swallowed all the words in his stomach.Anyway, he doesn't have a reputation in this area, and he has enough advantages in bed, so it's better to protect the other party's self-esteem.

The two harmoniously established the relationship of "attack and accept".

Yue Wuhuan no longer objected to taking medicine and treatment, she was obedient and obedient, and once again regained the good patient appearance when she first entered the valley.

Song Qingshi's treatment went much better, and he tried various decoctions to calm his emotions and help sleep every day. He found that after venting his desire for joy, the nightmares at night were greatly reduced, and he slept much more peacefully.He couldn't find any medical examples of this, so he could only classify it into behavioral therapy in psychology.

He will try his best to do anything that has a curative effect on Yue Wuhuan's condition, including climbing out of bed every day.

His attitude towards this kind of thing is very frank, he has no messy evil thoughts, and regards it as a normal physiological need.

Yue Wuhuan was affected by his attitude, his psychological burden became smaller and smaller, and he gradually let go of his instincts, playing more and more crazy.

Song Qing felt pretty good.

Yue Wuhuan helped to make a lot of cultivation pills and powerful painkillers. He couldn't bear the pain of the Nascent Soul every day in Song Qingshi, so he suggested that he destroy the Dao in advance and leave the rest to him. He used to guard Song Qingshi when he was unconscious After passing through the Valley of the Medicine King, he is familiar with the way, and can be responsible for the refining of elixir, block the Valley of the Medicine King with poisonous mist formations and organs, help Song Qingshi concentrate on cultivation, reshape the golden elixir as soon as possible, and get out of the predicament.

"You can retreat," Yue Wuhuan persuaded, "I have no problem alone."

Song Qingshi smiled and said, "No hurry, there are still many things to deal with."

Yue Wuhuan insisted: "I'll handle it."

"Don't panic," Song Qingshi thought for a while and asked, "Wuhuan, can you help me make some poison puppets? Put all the poisons and traps that can be used, the more powerful the better. I want more Defensive talisman, attacking talisman, sealing talisman... In addition, I also want a batch of ordinary black dead butterflies, the more the better. I also want to order a new vestment in Tiangong Pavilion, the price does not matter, the best Okay, make up for my weakness in close combat."

Yue Wuhuan hesitated.

Song Qingshi quickly explained: "I don't want to be bullied."

Although his cultivation level has fallen to the initial stage of Nascent Soul, it can be seen that the strength of the immortal world is not simply divided, otherwise everyone does not need to fight, just put on the cultivation level, whoever is higher wins, wouldn't it be better?He went out to walk during the foundation building period, and encountered countless dangers. If he had put his life on the level of his cultivation, he would have died a hundred times.

He is a casual cultivator, has no rules, strange tricks, poisonous talismans, learns everything, uses everything...

He has thoroughly studied every type of poison in "Nie's Poison Classic", and he is proficient in every type of organ talisman.

Who developed Poison Puppet?Who designed the poisonous fog array?

Armed to the teeth, who can bully him?

Yue Wuhuan thought for a while, and understood: "Bihai Building sold a Lingyin Biyue Clothes a while ago, a rare top-quality product, I will take it at any cost, and then send it to Tiangong Pavilion for modification. If there is a suitable utensil, I will buy it for you, and then I will ask Yeyu Pavilion to send me a batch of undisputed corpses to be made into poison puppets. Yaowanggu favors, you have to use some skills to pay off the debt, right? I have a lot of stock in Black Death Butterfly, I will give it to you later."

Song Qingshi was very satisfied.

He patted his chest and promised: "I will make a new black dead butterfly and give it to you as an engagement gift!"

Yue Wuhuan hesitated for a moment, then uncomfortably took out the Phoenix Blood necklace. He had already completed the soul circle on the necklace, and wanted to secretly hang it around Song Qingshi's neck, locking him as his own forever.Now he is facing up to his own psychological problems, suspecting that this is a pathological approach, and has not taken action for a long time.

He decided to ask Song Qingshi for his opinion: "Phoenix blood is helpful for cultivation. I want to give it to you as a gift. There is a soul imprint on the gem. I don't know if there is any problem. If it is not suitable, I will remove it and change it to... "

Yue Wuhuan reluctantly stopped speaking, he didn't want to make any changes.

The Blood King Vine was wrapped around Song Qingshi's feet, shaking gently.

He was a little scared... If Song Qingshi was not tied up and kept by his side, happiness would disappear.

He also doesn't want to have only this life, he hopes that Song Qingshi's next life, and the next life, will belong to him, and then he will be together cleanly, no longer crazy, no longer painful, pampered, loved, just Like in the illusion, there is no mess.

As long as the phoenix blood is not destroyed, he can use the soul imprint to find someone.

"The design is very complicated, using a lot of precious materials, right? A masterpiece of genius," Song Qingshi admired the formation for a while, put it on happily, and put it inside his clothes. "Thank you, I like it very much."

Yue Wuhuan breathed a sigh of relief, this matter is not sick.

He was a little pity, the Phoenix blood was given to him by Song Qingshi back then, and it was not sincere enough to use it as an engagement gift, and he was a little annoyed that in those ten years, he devoted himself to medicinal materials and didn't pay attention to the beautiful things, and the gems he collected paled in front of the Phoenix blood , Can't send it out.

The money from Yaowang Valley belonged to Song Qingshi, and he was just in custody, so it would be inappropriate to use it to buy gifts...

The more unhappy, the more thinking, the more entangled.

Song Qingshi understood his intentions, and suggested with a smile: "Aren't you going to breed special mice soon? I like that."

Yue Wuhuan asked hesitantly, "Do you want a white mouse as an engagement gift?"

Song Qingshi was very happy: "Yeah!"

Yue Wuhuan's ears were reddish, and he lowered his head and said, "I'll take good care of it, and when I raise the special mice, I'll... make a couple, okay?"

Song Qingshi smiled and said, "Good!"