The villain master dressed as the heroine

The kiss was very light. Tang Muzhi held her face and licked her lips little by little, which tasted like salty tears.

Chu Tingyu didn't make any movements, just let her kiss, perhaps because the inner alchemy in his body was her, his chest trembled.

Tang Muzhi lightly pecked Chu Tingyu's lips twice, and said slowly: "I'll give you the inner alchemy, so that my guilt can be slightly alleviated..."

"In the past five days... I just hate you for killing my junior sister, and you treated me that way before, but now Zhao Lan has told me the truth, and I feel for you in my heart..." Seeing her crying all the time, Tang Muzhi took the trouble Stopping the tears on her fingertips for her, "In my heart..."

Chu Tingyu remained silent, and Tang Muzhi stopped talking. He hugged her tightly and kissed her neck lightly.

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Chu Tingyu clutched the quilt tightly, there were faint beads of sweat on the side of her snow-white cheeks, the place...was too terrible, she couldn't help but push Tang Muzhi, but Tang Muzhi held her hand firmly and stuck it to her heart, He whispered slowly: "My inner alchemy is with you...don't lose it."

Chu Tingyu closed her eyes, her ears were filled with her own rapid breathing, this time Tang Muzhi not only threw out her little clothes, but also threw out her own, she lowered her head a little, and looked from Chu Tingyu's slender and white neck Kissing all the way, murmured: "To this day, I don't know what to call you...Master? Or Tingyu?"

"Do you want to lie on top of me?" Seeing that she was silent, Tang Muzhi turned over, pulled Chu Tingyu over, and brushed the broken hair around her ears.

Chu Tingyu opened his eyes half asleep and half awake, with a hint of water in his pupils, but finally kept silent.

Tang Muzhi didn't force her, just pressed and rubbed slowly like that, watching Chu Tingyu slowly turn into a puddle of soft wax oil like a burning candle, and collapsed beside her.

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In the middle of the night, Chu Tingyu slowly lifted a corner of the quilt, removed the hot hand on her waist, and sat up.She picked up the clothes on the ground, put them on one by one, and sat on the edge of the bed again.

At this moment Tang Muzhi was already sound asleep, Chu Tingyu looked back at her, then stood up and walked slowly towards the dancing candle.

The flickering oil lamp was still on the table, Chu Tingyu lowered his eyes to look at it, as if seeing his own old light and shadow in the dancing candlelight.

She cried and begged her mother not to leave, she met Zhao Lan, she chose to let go of the child from the Tang family, and she took an apprentice in Beiqing Mountain...

This incident was very clear, Chu Tingyu looked at it in a daze, and pressed his heart again after a while, there seemed to be something slowly trembling there.

Chu Tingyu closed her eyes and stopped thinking. She raised her fingertips and overturned the oil lamp without hesitation.

In an instant, the fire licked the entire table, Chu Tingyu took two steps back, only indifference remained in his eyes.

Three years later.

The city was bustling with excitement, street vendors were yelling and selling some gadgets, and several immortal masters from Beiqing Mountain brought their disciples out to practice again.

Holding the folding fan in one hand, Zhao Lan touched the head of a young disciple with the other, and said, "You've made Elder Qin Qi angry again, haven't you?"

The little disciple hummed aggrievedly.

Zhao Lan covered half of his face with a folding fan, and said with a sly smile, "You ask Elder Xie Tang to intercede for you, it will be useful to keep it..."

Xie Tang glared at Zhao Lan, pulled the disciple to his side, gave him a few copper coins, and said softly, "Go and buy candied haws."

The disciple didn't feel wronged anymore, and ran away happily with the copper coins.

Zhao Lan was stared at by Xie Tang, a little embarrassed, he patted Xie Tang's shoulder, "Tang'er, are you kidding..."

Suddenly, the little disciple who was running to buy candied haws seemed to be tripped by something. He was unstable and was about to fall backwards. A hand suddenly supported him, and at the same time a soft voice came: "Be careful."

The little disciple looked up and saw that the person supporting him was a girl, wearing a red dress, she looked quite good-looking, with a pair of dark eyes shining, she said: "Your copper coin fell on the ground."

The little disciple quickly picked up the copper coins on the ground, and whispered, "Thank you."

The old man selling candied haws saw the visitor and said with a smile: "Miss Tang, are you here to buy candied haws again today?"

"Yeah." The girl smiled and said in a warm voice, "I used this trick to make her happy the day before yesterday, and it worked."

The old man picked a big one and handed it to her, and the girl gave the copper coins, and then left quickly.

Xie Tang and Zhao Lan just came here, and the red dress disappeared around the corner in an instant. Xie Tang couldn't help frowning when he saw it, feeling that the back was very familiar.

Xie Tang turned to Zhao Lan and said, "Senior Brother, that one just now was..."

Zhao Lan saw it too, his eyes were clear, he closed his folding fan, and answered after a while, "Maybe someone I know."

"Look at that back...is it Tang Muzhi?" Xie Tang couldn't help guessing, "But she didn't follow Tingyu before..."

Zhao Lan said: "Cultivators can't escape a fire, either they really want to die, or..."

Speaking of this, Zhao Lan stopped talking.

Three years ago, when Zhao Lan was going to pick up Chu Tingyu, he found out that there was an inexplicable fire there that night, and everything was burned to the ground. Several charred corpses were dragged out of the burnt house, but their faces were unknown. Can't tell.

Zhao Lan buried all the corpses and did not speak for several days.

He didn't know whether Chu Tingyu was alive or dead, and he couldn't guess.

In a simple small courtyard, gray cooking smoke wafted from the back of the house. Chu Tingyu was lying on a rocking chair under a tree, closing his eyes and resting his mind.

In front of him was a worn-out wooden table, on which were placed two bowls of porridge, a side dish, and a bunch of washed grapes.

Suddenly, the wooden door creaked, and someone came back.

Chu Tingyu still had his eyes closed, the light in front of him was blocked, a cold fingertip rubbed against the side of his face, Chu Tingyu opened his eyes, and saw Tang Muzhi standing in front of him holding a bunch of candied haws.

"Have you eaten yet?" Tang Muzhi looked at the porridge on the wooden table, and went down half a bowl.

"En." Chu Tingyu replied lazily, turned over and wanted to continue lying down.

"Get up, I'll take you to play in the city later." Tang Muzhi grabbed the white hand and shook it.

"I don't want to go, I'm tired." Chu Tingyu pushed Tang Muzhi's hand away, pointed to the rice on the table lightly, and said, "Let's eat first."

Tang Muzhi lowered his head and kissed her forehead, "Well, then you can sleep for a while."

It took three years for the two of them to untie their knots. In the past two years, Chu Tingyu never took the initiative to talk to him. Tang Muzhi knew well about the fire, but he didn't know why Chu Tingyu was still willing to talk to him. They have tortured each other for many years, but it was worth it when they opened their eyes and saw her by their side.

She was afraid that Chu Tingyu would not be able to get over the hurdle in her heart, but seeing her dull and indifferent expression all day long, she felt that it would be good to warm her up slowly.

Tang Muzhi put the candied haws on the corner of the table and was about to eat. She tasted a piece of pickled vegetable and said, "Very crunchy."

Chu Tingyu said lazily: "Well, if it's not enough, there are more in the room."

After a meal, the sun was high, Tang Muzhi shook her, and said, "Go back to your room and sleep, it's too hot."

Chu Tingyu opened his eyes, nodded slightly, and was led into the house by her.

The furnishings in the room were also very simple. Chu Tingyu lay on the bed, feeling extremely sleepy, so Tang Muzhi found a fan to fan her gently.

"Listen to the rain?"

"Huh?" Chu Tingyu slowly opened his eyes.

Tang Muzhi smiled, "It's okay, I just called you."

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