The self-help daily life of the villain who wears books

Chaofeng Palace.

Luo Zhizhou was watering the flowers with psychic liquid, and the sunlight outside was just right, reflecting her side face and her right hand holding the porcelain bottle through the wide open window.

The porcelain vase made of white jade reflects the sun's light and looks even more lustrous. Holding the porcelain vase with her slender white hands, she pours the spiritual liquid on the roots of the flowers. The flowers in front of her are blooming luxuriantly. Luo Zhizhou shows a satisfied expression. Started to move to the next pot of flowers.

Just as the spiritual liquid was about to pour out, she felt a pain in her chest, and her hand trembled, and the porcelain bottle fell to the ground.

"Clap!"

A crisp voice sounded, but Luo Zhizhou looked at the door with a helpless face, and panic gradually rose in his eyes.

Ah Yi, something went wrong...

Qianyuan Hall.

Sure enough, he was bewitched by ghosts!

In No Vain, Ji Feiyi was about to be stabbed in the heart by "Luo Zhizhou" without any precautions. Staring at this picture, Chongyue frowned, very dissatisfied with her situation of being controlled by others.

His cold and stern eyes are as dark as the night, he pays close attention to the changes in the picture, and secretly pinches the sword with his right hand, ready to take people out of the picture at any time.

The scene changed in a blink of an eye, and the sudden appearance of Xingmi shattered the person in front of him to pieces. Ji Feiyi, who was clutching her chest, had dark red eyes, surrounded by a fierce aura, like a ghost in hell.

Anyway, I was not disappointed!

Putting down the hand pinching Jue, his brows stretched out again.

Ji Fei in the picture glanced at this side without any trace, and continued to look for the exit of the illusion as if nothing had happened.

At the critical moment just now, she relied on her physical instinct to avoid it. Although the sharp blade pierced deeply, it missed the vital point. She also regained her sanity in the double pain of body and spirit, and remembered why she came here.

Knowing that this is an illusion, the next moment is to make a decisive move.

It's just a phantom, and it's not your turn to ask the blame!

Ji Feiyi's figure shuttled in the blue cloud sky, which was built according to her memory, and every brick and tile was very familiar.Every time she took a step, there would be a dull pain from the wound. She didn't treat it right away, just to make the wound last longer, so as to cover the wound in her heart.

Soon, she found the way back to reality.

When she walked out of the illusion, she couldn't help but think: It turns out that it is not only fearlessness that can get rid of vain intentions, but also illusory obsession can be broken if the obsession is deep enough to the extreme.

Chongyue looked at the disciple who appeared in front of her with injuries, looked at the location of her injuries, and whispered: "Not satisfactory." As her evaluation of her performance in the picture.

"Yes." Ji Feiyi accepted it, saluted very humbly, and said respectfully: "The Daoist Companion Ceremony?"

Stop talking and remind the other party what the two of you discussed.

The man lowered his eyes and leaned on the seat made of jade, his red clothes fluttered slightly with the wind, he raised his eyes for a while, and spoke like a gift.

"Bring your immortal cultivator over tomorrow, and I will predict an auspicious day for you."

Ji Feiyi's heart was overjoyed at first, then sank, it was the last step, and she had to be more cautious, not to make any mistakes.

With a calm expression on his face, he said goodbye to Mozun, and all kinds of thoughts were flooding in his heart, until he saw Luo Zhizhou guarding the gate of Chaofeng Palace, his heart suddenly settled down.

The person with a look of anticipation wrote the word anxious on his face, Ji Feiyi was still wondering what happened to her, and the next moment, she was embraced by the figure who rushed forward.

"What? Who bullied you?"

"Ayi, are you alright?"

The two spoke at the same time, and when they heard each other's words, they looked at each other and smiled.

"I'm fine. When I was watering the flowers, my heart palpitated. I'm afraid there's something wrong with you?" Luo Zhizhou spoke first, and her eyes circled around the other party's undamaged clothes and unchanged face.

This is not good for monks. Even if they are injured, they won't be able to tell after taking the elixir.

"What can I do? I just go to my adoptive father to discuss the matter of the Daoist Companion Ceremony."

"Did the Mozun make things difficult for you?" Even though the other party pretended to be casual, Luo Zhizhou looked at her with doubts.

Ji Feiyi shook her head lightly, and said the relatively good result: "The adoptive father asked us to do fortune-telling tomorrow."

Seeing the smile on Luo Zhizhou's face, Ji Feiyi followed suit with a chuckle, but quickly calculated in her heart, whether there was anything missing in the preparation to meet the demon king.

Luo Zhizhou's true identity must not let Mozun see the slightest clue.The value of an ordinary disciple and a power in the fusion stage is completely different, and it is a power in a weak stage. If it is discovered, the consequences will be disastrous.

……

Tonight's night is not destined to be peaceful.

The bright moon hangs high, and the people in the house are meditating.

The moonlight wrapped around Ji Feiyi's body like a tulle, and suddenly her brows tightened, thin cold sweat covered her forehead, and the expression on her face became more and more ferocious. Finally, she couldn't bear it anymore, opened her eyes, and a mouthful of blood followed spit out.

Her practice went awry and had to be suspended.

Thinking of the reason for the trouble, Ji Feiyi wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, and a trace of helplessness leaked from her lowered eyes.

When she was practicing, she was most afraid of being distracted, but at a critical moment, the scene of being stabbed during the day suddenly appeared, which strongly disrupted the operation of her exercises.

She had miscalculated how the vision had affected her.

Ji Feiyi sighed, and the lingering panic enveloped her heart, prompting her to find the source of everything.

Luo Zhizhou was awakened by someone touching him.

Feeling a pair of hands moving across her face in her sleep, she wanted to wipe away the hands that disturbed her dream, and opened her eyes impatiently.

When I saw Ji Feiyi sitting on the edge of the bed, it was unexpected and expected, but most of the impatience dissipated.

"What's swollen?" She propped up her weak body, her words were still a little vague.

She doesn't know what's going on now, but the other person doesn't look normal at all.

Ji Feiyi's figure was hidden in the faint moonlight, giving her the feeling of a little beast that suddenly shed its hard shell and fell into a short period of weakness, showing some helplessness in her whole body.

"I'm afraid I stole you, and I will return it one day." Ji Feiyi's hand had already been put down, but her eyes were glued to her lover.

"You stole it in the first place!" Luo Zhizhou resisted the opponent's low pressure, and smiled to comfort him: "I, the little fairy whom everyone loves, was stolen by you, and now the little fairy's heart is on you. body, you have not gone back..."

The rest of the words were swallowed up in a fiery kiss.

After the kiss was over, Luo Zhizhou leaned on her shoulder to pant, not seeing the other person's eyes flickering at her, as if he was thinking about how to tear her apart.

"Do you remember the double cultivation technique?"

Ji Feiyi's crisp voice was a little hoarse at this moment, she was trying her best to restrain herself, not to scare the person in front of her.

Luo Zhizhou, who was still a little dizzy, nodded subconsciously. The volume of double cultivation skills was full of pictures and texts. Although the villain in the picture was only better than the stickman, it was enough for her to understand.

"How about a trial in advance?"

Her tone was exceptionally soft and seductive.

Like a gust of cool wind blowing, Luo Zhizhou's mind instantly cleared up. She raised her head and looked at the person in front of her. Those deep glazed eyes reflected her, and the figure inside trembled slightly with the surging water waves. It was the owner's restless heart, without hesitation, she simply replied: "Okay!"

Do happy things with your lover, why not do it.Luo Zhizhou wanted to see the attitude of the other party when he proposed to hold the Taoist Couple Ceremony before, and whether he had seriously considered each other's future.

After all, there is no shortage of dual-cultivation people in the devil world, most of them only want to enjoy themselves in time, and very few of them stick to one end.

What Ji Feiyi did made Luo Zhizhou understand that she wanted to go to the future with her, but for some reason, she was so uneasy, as if she was afraid that she would run away.

She is willing to give her a reassurance.

As soon as the words fell, he was hugged tightly by the other party.

Hearing that good word, Ji Feiyi seemed to have a thousand words in her heart but couldn't say it. She could only hug him tightly, with Luo Zhizhou's unique fresh breath lingering at the tip of her nose, she thought——even if the person in her arms is really She is willing to stab her once, and she will have no regrets after a thousand stabs.

Tonight's second half of the night is a good night's sleep.

Ji Feiyi changed her mind again, she didn't want to be with the other party hastily, she wanted to wait until the day of the Daoist Companion Ceremony, she knew that Luo Zhizhou attached great importance to this ceremony.

For this, Luo Zhizhou felt empty, but she was soon entangled in sleepiness, too lazy to argue with the other party, yawned, and muttered: "Then I'll go to sleep."

Lie down again in her warm little bed, ready to meet Duke Zhou, but when her side sank, it was Ji Feiyi lying down next to her.Before Luo Zhizhou fell asleep, he was still thinking about the person who practiced every night, and it was rare to sleep with her today...

As she fell asleep, she didn't know the person next to her pillow. After looking at her for a long time, she gently held her hand and interlocked her fingers.

The two fell asleep together for the first time, and Ji Feiyi tightly held Luo Zhizhou's hand, falling into a dream that she hadn't experienced for a long, long time.

Her brows were stretched, and the corners of her lips were slightly raised. It was obvious that this was a sweet dream.