The villain master does not believe that I love him

When she stepped into Xuezhou Town, Ling Xinglan was still wearing that gorgeous wedding dress, with red lips and white teeth, disheveled hair, like a lost bride.

The mortals around looked at him curiously, whispering non-stop. They thought they were speaking in a low voice, but with Ling Xinglan's five senses, they could easily hear him.

"This bride didn't escape marriage, did she..."

"Which family's bride has escaped?"

"Look at this dress, it's priceless, it can't be a concubine newly received by some high-ranking official..."

It's not that Ling Xinglan is too effeminate, but that his gorgeous clothes are indeed more likely to cause misunderstandings. The common people dare not get too close to this weird bride, and just sneak a few glances from the side.

Ling Xinglan didn't know where he was going, so he just meditated under the tree on the side of the street and took the spirit. Before he could take the spirit for a long time, a little boy hurried forward and threw a copper coin in front of him with a bang.

"Uh, thank you kid for your kindness, but I don't need it."

Ling Xinglan reluctantly picked up the copper plate with a smile.

He couldn't believe it. He had been in this world for hundreds of years, and he had never seen any rare treasures. In the end, he fell into the mortal world. Even a child couldn't see his downfall, so he gave a copper coin as alms.

The little boy blinked his eyes: "Beautiful sister, are you lost? Where's your family?"

"First of all, I'm a man, and secondly, I'm not lost, I just rest here for a while..." Ling Xinglan murmured.

"Then why are you wearing a wedding dress?"

Ling Xinglan cupped her face and said helplessly, "Because I'm getting married."

"What about your groom?"

"Oh, here it is."

Following the direction of Ling Xinglan's finger, the little boy saw a blue egg, the size of two palms, which was a little bigger than when Ling Xinglan just snatched it.

"Beautiful brother, you actually want to marry an egg?!"

The little boy was terrified, and looked at the monster in horror: "This is a monster?! He forced you to get married?"

Ling Xinglan: "..."

Although, he wondered if the master's luck was too bad, why would anyone think him a bad guy, even if he is just a small helpless egg, could this be the difference between the fate of the villain and the fate of the protagonist? ?

"Xiao Can, don't disturb brother, come back with me!"

At this time, the little boy's mother appeared, and hurriedly pulled Xiao Can away from Ling Xinglan's side, as if he was some shady dirty thing.

Ling Xinglan understood the mother's attitude very well. His current attire was indeed weird, and it was normal to be wary of him because he was eager to love his son.

In other words, after Lin Hexuan turned into a demon egg, he said goodbye to his past happy and comfortable life. Not only was there no one in the mortal world who could take him in, but also no one in the world of comprehension or demons was willing to take him in.

Ling Xinglan has calmly accepted that the next time will be hiding and facing all kinds of searches and pursuits. Since he has received so much care from Lin Hexuan in the past, it is okay to suffer for him and his master now.

So he stood up, hugged the gradually cooling demon egg, and prepared to change to another place to meditate on Na Ling.

His calm departure made the mother feel embarrassed, and suddenly said behind him: "If the young master is stalked by evildoers, why not go to the top of the mountain to seek rescue from the immortals above. There is a fairy palace built with carved railings and jade on the top of the mountain. The celestial beings living inside will definitely help you."

Ling Xinglan was stunned suddenly: "You said Immortal Palace...is this Xuezhou Town?"

The other side nodded.

Ling Xinglan's eyes lit up suddenly, and he looked towards the top of the mountain.

In this world, there is another shelter and a paradise that belongs to him and his master, and that is the Xuezhoulan Mansion on the top of this mountain.

"Young Master, Young Master? What's wrong with you?" Seeing Ling Xinglan's staring eyes in a daze, the woman asked worriedly.

The young man in red and black hair smiled slightly: "It's okay, I just remembered that I am the immortal on this fairy mountain."

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If someone had told Ling Xinglan two months in advance that he would only be able to hide in the Xuezhoulan mansion and eat fish every day, he would definitely not believe it, but now he has to bow his head realistically.

Ling Xinglan first activated the defensive circle outside Xuezhou Lan Mansion, locked himself inside, to ensure that he would be the first to know when outsiders came, even if there was a comfortable palace in Lan Mansion, he did not dare to rest assured to live Inside, instead, he randomly found one of the many single rooms provided for the servants, and made do with it.

The most important thing now is that the demon egg in his arms is gradually losing its proper temperature.

"Master, master, your balls are not so fragile..."

This monster egg is really icy cold, and it will even freeze immediately when placed in the water. Ling Xinglan had no choice but to hold it in his arms, while warming it with the temperature of his own heart, while injecting a lot of spiritual energy, and he himself had no spiritual energy because of his lack of spiritual energy. Protecting his body, his whole body felt as if he had fallen into a cellar of ice, and even the breath he exhaled was dark white, and before he knew it, ice balls formed on his eyebrows.

"It's so cold...so cold..."

"Master, Huhu, are you as cold as me now?"

"Lin Hexuan, you idiot, if you can understand my intentions, I would hide here and suffer from the cold. Believe it or not, I will immediately make you into a hot spring egg, the kind that will flow!"

Ling Xinglan stood up suddenly. It wasn't that he really planned to put his words into action and make the demon eggs into a dish, but that the aura in his body had bottomed out, and if he didn't accept the spirit, it would hurt his cultivation. foundation.

"I knew I would bring some pills with me, but now I don't have anything, how can I quickly replenish my spiritual power?"

I used to want as many things as I wanted, but I couldn’t even take out a bottle. If it was an ordinary person, he would have compromised and succumbed. Even if he was better, he would feel wronged. Ling Xinglan didn’t show any complaints or regrets. I just hope that Lin Hexuan will be more sensible after his resurrection, and stop making trouble for him (this seems to be a complaint).

Xuezhou Lan Mansion is an unattainable fairy palace in the eyes of ordinary people, but in the realm of cultivation, it is also a better cave, far inferior to the resources of Changlin Xianshan, let alone Ling Xinglan after getting this cave. I've only been here once, and I don't have any supplies at all. The last time I came here, I just fried fish with Helian Cuisheng...

"By the way, fish!"

The most famous thing about Xuezhou Lan Mansion is that there are a lot of Yintian cod in the snow lake outside the cave mansion, which contains nourishing aura and is an excellent material for cooking fairy dishes. in the warehouse.

Ling Xinglan hugged Eggy and walked to the warehouse. Sure enough, there were more than 2000 Yintian cod, frozen into popsicles, stacked inside.

"Then eat fish to replenish the spirit, wait until the limelight passes, and then go out and find other ways."

Yintian cod must be delicious, the meat is delicious and full of aura, but no matter how delicious the food is, it can't be eaten every day, every meal, and Ling Xinglan doesn't have any seasoning, and there is no good chef like Cuisheng. Yi, white boiled fish, white grilled fish, I will get tired of eating, and I will feel sick after eating for a few days, but I have to eat as much as possible to replenish my spirit...

Ling Xinglan really felt that he had eaten all the fish for his whole life here, and would feel like throwing up if he smelled a little bit of fishy smell in the future. It seemed that if he had the rest of his life, he would basically be insulated from all kinds of grilled and steamed fish.

But even so, the demon egg has not cooled down temporarily, and with the injection of spiritual energy, it gradually increases in size, and it seems that there is still a long way to go before breaking the shell.

When Cuisheng came here with Jing Tianxin, it was already ten days later.

Seeing the two of them, Ling Xinglan opened the defensive barrier, his face was extremely pale, and he lost a lot of weight, as if a sudden gust of wind would blow him away.

The most terrible thing is that Jing Tianxin thought that Ling Xinglan must have suffered a lot recently. Seeing that there is a snow lake outside the cave, and the fish in it are good, he caught two and asked Cuisheng to help bake two. .

"Xing Lan, you've suffered a lot these past few days, come here, I'll treat you to grilled fish—"

But before he finished speaking, Ling Xinglan suddenly covered his mouth and retched a few times.

Jing Tianxin:?

Jing Tianxin: "You—"

"It's okay, Senior Brother Jing. I just ate too much fish and I'm a little bored. Let's go in first. It's not suitable to stay here for long." Ling Xinglan said calmly.

Cuisheng looked at him worriedly, feeling extremely distressed: "My lord, why are you doing this? It's just a monster. Even if it is revived, the ancestor will not be able to return to the position he once enjoyed. So why are you so persistent? ah."

Ling Xinglan sighed faintly, for what, of course it was for his master, his Taoist companion, his Lin Hexuan.

But this time before he had time to explain, Jing Tianxin spoke first.

"Cuisheng, I think we all misunderstood before, Xinglan... really likes Lin Hexuan, otherwise, he wouldn't have stayed by Yidan's side until now."

Ling Xinglan hurriedly said: "Brother Jing, thank you—"

"Don't rush to talk, I haven't finished yet."

Jing Tianxin looked at him like a big brother: "I heard from the elders in Changlin Xianshan that if you want to revive this egg, you have to keep injecting spiritual energy from zero to the Mahayana stage. Do you think you can do it? No one in this world can do it alone."

"You said you were alone." Ling Xinglan wanted to wait until there were not so many people looking for them, so it would be okay to ask a few of Lin Hexuan's former monster clan subordinates for help.

Jing Tianxin misunderstood what he meant, thinking that Ling Xinglan was begging himself to help save Lin Hexuan.

"Do you think I will help you do such a stupid thing? There should be a limit to obsession, Ling Xinglan!"

He frowned, his voice was sudden and severe, and he showed the demeanor of a demon lord. Cuisheng on the side was startled and trembled. Jing Tianxin turned his head and asked him, "What do you think, Cuisheng?"

Unexpectedly, the baby-faced cultivator who looked weak and deceitful raised his hand weakly: "I am willing to help the young master. Since the young master really likes the master, then I will save him no matter what I say."

It can be seen that Lin Hexuan's previous judgment on Cuisheng was completely correct. This guy is indeed a Ling Xinglan faction through and through. If he doesn't lock him up, he will do whatever Ling Xinglan says, or don't ask Ling Xinglan to bring it up, as long as he wants to. , Cuisheng will try his best to achieve it.

Jing Tianxin glared at him: "Leave him alone, I'll tell Changlin Xianshan about this right away, and see how you mess around."

"Brother Jing, Jing Tianxin, stop!"

Ling Xinglan naturally went to stop him immediately.

"Get out of the way, I won't let you seek your own death! Be with Lin Hexuan and we will never recover!"

Jing Tianxin opened Ling Xinglan with his palm. He used extremely light force, but he heard Ling Xinglan groan, and fell to the ground so simply.

"Xinglan, what's wrong with you? Why did you become so weak?"

Jing Tian looked at his palm in disbelief.

Under normal circumstances, it would be impossible for him to beat Ling Xinglan like this with one palm. Even if he loses his aura, an ordinary person who has been practicing swords all year round will not fall down with just one push.

"What's the matter with you? Is there something you're hiding from me?"

Seeing a stream of blood flowing from the corner of the extremely weak young monk's lips, Jing Tianxin hurriedly stepped forward to help him up.

Cuisheng saw Ling Xinglan's appearance of being so weak that he was about to die in an instant, his eyes were red: "My lord, don't scare Cuisheng, what's wrong with you, are you sick? Are you injured?"

Ling Xinglan wiped the blood from the corner of his lips, and let out a breath after making sure that the demon egg in his arms was fine.

His breath was cold, like a corpse.

"I, I'm fine, Brother Jing, you don't have to worry about me, as long as you don't tell Changlin Xianshan about me—"

"Is that what you said it was all right?"

Jing Tianxin opened his sleeves, and saw that Ling Xinglan's wrist was covered with hideous and fresh wounds, and the other wrist was also in the same situation, cut so deep that almost the bones could be seen.

Blood... Ling Xinglan is a fool, he doesn't have enough aura, so he uses blood!

"You, why are you so stupid! How can you use your own blood to water a demon egg whose life and death are unknown! You, you are really going to piss me off!"

Jing Tian's confidence was so painful that he wanted to shake Ling Xinglan's head so hard, but now he didn't dare to do any hasty actions to Ling Xinglan again. He got up from the ground.

Ling Xinglan just smiled: "I'm sorry, I probably can't stop doing such stupid things."

Cuisheng really cried, and he said to Ling Xinglan while wiping his tears: "Don't do this, young master, you are the treasure of Changlin Xianshan, the star of Master Master, you shouldn't suffer like this, if you don't have enough spiritual power, Use mine, don't abuse yourself again."

Jing Tianxin paced back and forth a few times, suddenly looked at the sky, then at the master and servant who were deeply in love with each other, and couldn't help but sigh helplessly.

"I really got you."

After speaking, he stepped away.

Ling Xinglan stared at Jing Tianxin's back, and murmured: "Brother Jing, where are you going..."

Jing Tianxin looked back at him, and suddenly showed a comforting smile, which was very warm, at least in the eyes of Ling Xinglan, who had exhausted his spiritual energy and lost too much blood, his body was suddenly infected and warm.

"I'll go back to the Ten Directions Demon Realm and take some of Ting'er's blood. I hope the blood of the protoss will be useful to Lin Hexuan."

"Brother Jing..."

How are you so nice.

Ling Xinglan blinked hard, so as not to let the tears fall from his eyes.

In fact, he also thought about using Helian Ting's blood, but now that Helian Ting is Brother Jing's wife, and she is pregnant with their flesh and blood in her belly, he should not let her step into this mess .

But... that is the blood of the pregnant gods, which is more powerful than the blood of the gods in the original book. In the novel, Lin Hexuan was healed by the blood of the gods. Now, can he still go back to the plot and use this blood to resurrect?

Jing Tianxin stared at him for a while, and finally his heart softened. He walked back and stroked his hairy head. Sure enough, Ling Xinglan's hair didn't feel as good as it used to, and he had to make it up slowly in the future.

"I'm just looking at your face, wait for me, within five days, I will definitely come back."

Jing Tianxin didn't know that resurrecting Lin Hexuan would be a big trouble, but he could see that if Lin Hexuan didn't live, Ling Xinglan would not be far from death.

Whether Lin Hexuan will be the Yao Zun or Dao Zun after his resurrection is in Ling Xinglan's mind. I hope that at that time, he will not disappoint the boy who has been waiting so hard.

The author has something to say: The plot circle is back, so happy, bang bang bang.