[Rebirth] The Evil Never Suppresses the Righteous

Mo Qingchen looked at Tang Boyong in front of him with an unfriendly expression.

Tang Boyong said, "I saved your life, at least you have to show something?"

"What do you want?" Mo Qingchen said, "Your purpose."

"Oh... do I just have a bad face?" Tang Boyong said distressedly, "I, the most beautiful man in the cultivation world, is so unattractive..."

Mo Qingchen suppressed his anger and said impatiently, "Why did you save me?"

"You look good." Tang Boyong said without thinking, "The face is beautiful and the skin is smooth, and it feels good to the touch."

As Tang Boyong finished speaking, Mo Qingchen sat up abruptly, and Mo Qingchen took a sharp breath from the wounds on his body.

Tang Boyong exclaimed, "Oh, don't get excited, don't get excited, if you think it's unfair, I'll let you touch it back, don't get angry...it's bad for your health."

When he said this, Mo Qingchen's face became gloomy, and he raised his hand and punched Tang Boyong. Mo Qingchen realized that he really didn't have a trace of magic energy. This punch was like a mosquito bite to a cultivator.

But Tang Boyong shouted as if he was being stabbed, "Beat someone, beat someone, beat the savior, there is no reason, humanity is lost, morality is lost..."

The veins on Mo Qingchen's forehead were throbbing, and for the first time, Mo Qingchen had the urge to pass out quickly.Glancing at Tang Boyong and Mo Qingchen, he gritted his teeth and said, "Stop shouting."

"Ah... you won't be allowed to shout when you hit someone, it's inhumane..."

"Shut up!" Mo Qingchen covered his head and said, "You, get out!"

"I sat on the chair all night and you lay down all night." Tang Boyong complained, "Let me go out now!"

Mo Qingchen "..."

"You are so cruel..." Tang Boyong said with a mournful face, "Female beauty..."

"I'll go out." Mo Qingchen threw off the quilt and was about to get out of bed, but Tang Boyong pressed him and pushed him back.

Mo Qingchen took a deep breath and said, "What on earth do you want?"

"...I took something from you." Tang Boyong blinked at Mo Qingchen and said, "Half a ganoderma lucidum in your arms."

"..."

"I can't compensate you." Tang Boyong said pitifully, "Would you like it? I'll use my body..."

"I'll send you off." Mo Qingchen waved his hand and said, "You saved me, it's even."

"How can this be evened out?" Tang Boyong said aggrievedly, "Do you know how hard I worked to save you?"

"What do you want?" Mo Qingchen gritted his teeth and said, "Tell me all at once."

Tang Boyong stroked his chin and thought about it seriously, and after Mo Qingchen's face softened a little, he said lightly, "I haven't thought about it."

"..."

"I'll tell you when I've figured it out." Tang Boyong tilted his head and smiled, "Then for the next days... let's be friends."

Mo Qingchen's face was livid, and he glanced at Tang Boyong, who was smiling brightly in front of him. Mo Qingchen felt dizzy for a while, and was holding his forehead. Mo Qingchen was about to speak when he heard Tang Boyong apologize, "beauty, don't be angry...beauty, don't be angry..." ..."

With a thought in his heart, Tang Boyong stared at the fallen Mo Qingchen, blinked his eyes and Tang Boyong slowly put away the smile on his face.

Stretching out his hand to issue a message talisman, Tang Boyong frowned and thought about it, then shook his head.

Looking down at Mo Qingchen's slightly frowned eyebrows, Tang Boyong stared at him for a moment and couldn't help but sigh.After covering Mo Qingchen with the quilt, Tang Boyong muttered, "He looks so good-looking, why is he so fierce..."

After tidying up the tables, chairs and benches around him, Tang Boyong glanced back at Mo Qingchen, then turned and left.

Mo Ruoxie looked at Mo Qingchen who was lying on the bed in a slightly complicated mood. With Tang Boyong's character... how did Mo Qingchen get along with him...

Here, Mo Qingchen was lying on the bed and couldn't move, while on the other side, Tang Boyong, who had gone out, was leaning against a tree in distress and said in frustration, "You also said that I am a liar..."

Glancing around, Tang Boyong slapped his forehead and said, "By the way, I haven't tried to make the demons turn from evil to righteousness. This time I have a chance to try it out."

Thinking of this, Tang Boyong happily ran away again.

When Mo Qingchen woke up again, he didn't see Tang Boyong's face in front of his eyes, he was relieved for some reason, and Mo Qingchen sat up slowly.

But as soon as he sat down outside the door, there was a sudden noise. Mo Qingchen's face darkened and he turned his head, only to see the door being opened from the outside with a 'bang'.

Seeing Tang Boyong running towards him with two pheasants in his arms, Mo Qingchen gritted his teeth and had twitching veins on his forehead.

"Beauty, are you awake?" Tang Boyong said in a hurry, "I caught two pheasants for you to mend your body, ouch, ran away..."

Looking at a pheasant running towards him, Mo Qingchen couldn't hold it back. He threw off the quilt to cover the pheasant fiercely. Mo Qingchen gritted his teeth and said, "What the hell do you want to do!"

"Ah?" Tang Boyong turned his head in a daze, looked at Mo Qingchen scratching his head and said, "No... why not, I just... want you to eat chicken..."

"Listen." Mo Qingchen said with restraint, "I don't care about you. Whether I live or die has nothing to do with you. Now... let me get out of here."

Tang Boyong looked at Mo Qingchen and shook his head, "This can't be done..."

A vein appeared on Mo Qingchen's forehead.

"I won't harm you." Tang Boyong raised the pheasant in his hand and said, "I'll give it to you."

Mo Qingchen stared at the pheasant in Tang Boyong's hand without saying a word.

But at this moment, a few pheasant crows came from under the quilt behind Mo Qingchen. The pheasant that was covered before got out from under the quilt at this moment. Before Mo Qingchen turned around, the pheasant was Jumped up violently.

After stepping on the top of Mo Qingchen's hair with one paw, the pheasant pounced on Tang Boyong again, and after messing with Tang Boyong's hair, the pheasant let go of its claws and ran away with a 'cuckoo'.

There was silence all around, Mo Qingchen stood there with a dark face, Tang Boyong looked at a chicken feather in Mo Qingchen's ear and apologized tremblingly, "Yes... I'm sorry... Sorry..."

"You go." Mo Qingchen pointed at the door and said, "Or I go."

"I'll go, I'll go." Tang Boyong took a step back holding the pheasant and said, "Don't be angry... can't I go..."

Mo Qingchen didn't speak, Tang Boyong quickly withdrew and closed the door gently.

When there was a light knock from the door, Mo Qingchen took a deep breath, then turned around and sat back on the bed.With his right hand resting on his forehead, Mo Qingchen finally calmed down and Tang Boyong's voice sounded outside the room again.

"Beautiful...beautiful..." Tang Boyong said, "Then...that chicken...I cooked one...do you want to eat it..."

Mo Qingchen raised his head slowly, and Tang Boyong, who was outside the house, looked at the open door in front of him and flattered him, "Beauty, don't be angry, okay? I'm wrong..."

"What's your name?"

"Ah?" Tang Boyong was taken aback, pointed at the tip of his nose and said stupidly, "You...you ask me?"

Mo Qingchen remained silent.

"My name is Tang Ling." Tang Boyong smiled and said, "Beauty, do you want chicken?"

"Don't call me that." Mo Qingchen turned around and said, "Also, I won't eat."

"Then what do I call you?" Tang Boyong said, "Beauty, what do I call you?"

Mo Qingchen paused for a moment, then said lightly, "Han Ji."

"Hanji?"

Mo Qingchen slammed the door of the room with a 'bang'.

"Han Ji?" Tang Boyong touched his chin and said softly, "It sounds familiar."

In the end, Mo Qingchen drank a bowl of chicken soup.I have to say that the food made by Tang Boyong... is really unpalatable.

Looking up at Tang Boyong across the way, Mo Qingchen was in a good mood.For nothing else, just Tang Boyong's painful expression could make Mo Qingchen feel at ease for several days, pushing the bowl in his hand aside, Mo Qingchen stretched out his hand to grab a grape and said calmly, "Is it delicious? "

"It's... just enough." Tang Boyong said with a smile while biting the chicken in his mouth, "What I made... how can it not taste good?"

"It's delicious, finish it all." Mo Qingchen glanced at Tang Boyong and said, "Is it so delicious? I think you are so happy that you are going to cry."

Tang Boyong wept silently in his heart, it was really unpalatable...

"You said you let me go when I recover from my injury, is that true?" Mo Qingchen raised his eyebrows and said, "You mean what you say?"

"One word from a gentleman, four horses are hard to follow." Tang Boyong said with a mournful face, "Han Ji...I'm full."

"Oh." Mo Qingchen opened the book next to his hand.

"That's a short story book..." Tang Boyong looked at the book in Mo Qingchen's hand and said, "Is it good?"

"It's okay." Mo Qingchen turned a page and said, "The writing style is a bit poor."

"That's what I wrote."

"..."

"Let me tell you, the beauty that came out of it..." Tang Boyong touched his face and said shyly, "I wrote it according to you."

"..."

"I wrote the hero in it according to myself." Tang Boyong covered his face and said, "I'm currently writing about the indescribable relationship between the hero and the beauty... Do you want to see it?"

"……you go."

Standing outside the door again, Tang Boyong muttered, "Is my writing that bad..."

"Han Ji, tell me, is my writing really bad?"

"To shut up."

"Han Ji, where do you want me to live at night? Can you sleep alone?"

"roll!"

"Ah, ah, my heart hurts so much, why don't you let me in."

"……you go."