The villain wants to brush the favorability

It is said that "Two Supremes" Jiang Haochuan has been going smoothly for many years. Although in recent years he has gradually embarked on the tragic path of being abused, there has been no one who can abuse him for many years: To be precise, Ever since he heroically eliminated his mortal enemy, the Great Devil, more than a hundred years ago, Jiang Haochuan has never felt such severe pain again.

Qinghe's special skill "Soul Locking Soul Chain" only damages the soul but not the body. It is really suitable to deal with Jiang Haochuan who has changed his soul-this big carrot first despises "Mo Venerable's domesticated" The IQ of "Fu Xing" has also mentioned the seven wives in his harem, and he even derogated Qinghe's wives who are far inferior to him: such a little bastard who has no winks and his mouth is not close. Lesson" is also a matter of course.

——The chains tied to his body glowed golden-red, and a pain that seemed to spread from the depths of his soul hit his whole body. Jiang Haochuan only felt that his poor self was being tortured by Ling Chi, even though he didn't have any scars on his body, But the strong mental shock made him unable to even pass out from the pain, so he screamed terribly, his face was covered with tears, he collapsed on the ground and trembled all over.

When Reverend Daoxuan came with his sword, he happened to see this scene - the old man staggered and fell off the flying sword.

Dumbfounded is no longer enough to describe his astonishment, Master Daoxuan looked at the expressionless Qinghe holding the chain in his hands in disbelief, with heart-piercing cries echoing in his ears, he rubbed his eyes vigorously, He murmured in a low voice: "I must be dreaming..."

"I also hope this is just a dream." Qing He replied lightly, feeling that the lesson was almost done, he stopped instilling spiritual power into the chains.But Qinghe still didn't take back the chain, but continued to tie Jiang Haochuan. His attitude towards this guy was almost like taking a prisoner.

This live broadcast of domestic violence obviously had a great shock and impact on Master Daoxuan. He drooped his eyebrows and looked at Jiang Haochuan, who was curled up on the ground, sobbing, and his body was still trembling and twitching at intervals. He felt embarrassed and couldn't bear it. Said: "What's the matter, you two quarreled? Let me tell you, you always hurt him very much. If he gets hurt, you will feel even more uncomfortable. Is there anything you can't sit down and talk about... Could it be that he has a red apricot?" wall?"

Reverend Daoxuan really couldn't understand why this sticky, sweet, model husband and wife in the cultivation world who were so tired that he kept losing his teeth all day suddenly turned against each other?Looking at Qinghe's indifferent yet veiled expression of helplessness and pain, and looking at Jiang Haochuan's frightened expression mixed with hatred, Reverend Daoxuan can only think of the possibility that "the red apricot is out of the wall"—— But that is the most unlikely situation. To what extent does Jiang Haochuan love Qinghe?That kid even eats his old man's flying vinegar, and his reputation as a jealous husband has spread all over the world, which has added a "new rule" in the cultivation world: If you are lucky enough to meet their husband and wife, don't look directly at their appearance. Mo Chengyuan, the beautiful and beautiful Venerable Burning Heaven, otherwise he would definitely anger the "Valentine of the Fortune Sword" Jiang Haochuan... Well, any Venerable of the Fortune Sword is nonsense. In fact, no one would call Jiang Haochuan's shabby title. Everyone is used to calling him Mrs. Mo.

Reverend Daoxuan became more and more confused as he thought about it, and couldn't help wandering. Qinghe ignored him, but stretched out his hand to pull the miserable Jiang Haochuan up from the ground, brushed away the messy hair covering his face, and patted him. That little cat-like face said calmly: "In the future, remember to think carefully when speaking, and tell me now, who are your seven wives?"

Although this flower-hearted big radish looked miserable and distressed, he was not injured at all.Qinghe was still very measured when he attacked, he just wanted to bluff the opponent and suppress this guy's arrogance in order to get more information, and he wasn't really using this guy as his punching bag—no matter what Be it good or bad, as long as this person is still called "Jiang Haochuan", Qinghe will not be cruel to him.It's a pity that this philandering radish didn't appreciate it at all. He stared at Qinghe with big fire-breathing eyes, gritted his teeth, and didn't say a word.

"Pfft, seven?!" Daoxuan Daoxuan was so startled that he was about to spit out a mouthful of old blood. He looked Jiang Haochuan up and down with a strange look, and said, "I really can't see it, you have such a small body. With such high combat power, could it be that Qinghe can't satisfy you?"

Jiang Haochuan's mood immediately changed from humiliation and injury to shame and anger, his face was pale and pale, his eyes swept back and forth between Qinghe and Daoxuan, and he said in a hateful voice: "Why are you annoying villains not dead yet? Is God blind?"

Never expected that Jiang Haochuan would say such unkind words, Master Daoxuan was speechless in astonishment, Qinghe's expression darkened, and he said coldly: "Thank you for reminding me, originally I forgot that you had such an embarrassing experience." The annoying side... You must not be too gentle when dealing with someone like you who owes a lesson!" His family Fuxing was beaten by him when he was stupid, let alone this guy?As soon as the words fell, Qinghe tightened his grip on the chain in his hand, and began to carry out "domestic violence" again, while Jiang Haochuan paid a painful price for his mouth again, and it was worse than the last time. Rolling on the ground, crying out of tune.

"Stop, stop!" Reverend Daoxuan couldn't stand it any longer, and kept yelling to stop, "What the hell is going on, let's explain clearly before doing anything, like you... It seems that you have suddenly changed from sweet lovers to life and death lovers. Enemy, it's too exciting, my old man really can't bear it!"

Qinghe stopped his hands, looked at Jiang Haochuan who was in a mess with deep eyes, finally sighed softly, and said: "When I woke up, the Taoist companion next to my pillow changed his soul inexplicably. I was already in a bad mood, so You'd better stop talking nonsense to make me angry, otherwise you will suffer."

Jiang Haochuan moaned and chirped a few times, and slowly got up from the ground, still very unconvinced.But he also knew that the tragic self was under the eaves and had to bow his head, so he obediently kept silent and stared at the back of his feet... No matter how fierce the eyes and expression of this big turnip are, Qinghe's heart softened a bit with his wronged appearance, even Reverend Daoxuan showed a sympathetic look, and kept winking at his old friend.

Shaking his head helplessly, Qinghe stopped torturing this guy, and explained the cause and effect to the bewildered Master Daoxuan.

"Boy Jiang from another world?" Reverend Daoxuan blinked his eyes, and glanced at Jiang Haochuan several times with even more strange eyes. He had many, many questions to ask, and his whole body was filled with curiosity, but Seeing that the two people in front of him were always on the verge of being angry at any time, Master Daoxuan finally said thoughtfully: "Then what are you going to do? No matter how hard you try... it won't solve the problem, right? Unless you don't want to I want your wife."

Qinghe was silent for a while, then raised his hand suddenly, and saw the chain on Jiang Haochuan's body slipping away like a spirit snake, leaving only a small piece tied to his wrist, which could not be seen once his sleeve blocked it.

"I'll take him for a stroll in the city, and I'll be back later... He's going to go through a catastrophe today." Qinghe cast several spells in a row to tidy up Jiang Haochuan's appearance, then hugged him horizontally, stepped on the flying The sword went away with a "whoosh".

Reverend Daoxuan stood in place watching the model husband and wife in the cultivation world go out shopping after the domestic violence, his small eyes rolled around, and finally he held his belly and laughed loudly "puhaha".

Pingyao City is more prosperous than Jiang Haochuan remembered. He didn't know what kind of medicine was being sold in the gourd of the big devil, and he was suffocated, so he let the other party lead him into the city and came to the bustling street .

Although Qinghe and Jiang Haochuan are not in a good mood, they still have to restrain themselves in public, so they seem to be a loving couple holding hands and shopping, and both of them have a more important identity: Topics.

As the patriarch of the Transcending Tribulation Period, Jiang Haochuan has clear ears and eyesight, and naturally all kinds of discussions on the street cannot escape his ears. He listened as he walked, and the more he listened, the more uncomfortable he became, and he wished he could dig a hole and bury himself——

"Oh, buddy, you are so lucky. You can see Venerable Mo and his wife shopping on the street when you come to Pingyao City for the first time. Those who kept running here a few years ago didn't get to see the true faces of the two of them. It's a pity."

"Luck is indeed good, but I don't dare to glance over there... Isn't it said that Madam Mo is extremely jealous, you should also restrain yourself, is it really okay to point and point like this? Don't get into trouble."

"Hey, it's not that exaggerated. Rumors like to demonize people. Only naive rookies will believe it. In fact, Venerable Mo has a good temper. Although Mrs. Mo is indeed jealous, but when you look at his man, he is at best I will stare at you a few times, unless you dare to drool at Venerable Mo... Ahaha, then don't say you know me."

"Really? Then I just read it... Wow, Venerable Mo is indeed a stunning beauty. No wonder, if I were Mrs. Mo, I would definitely be more jealous than him!"

"Hey, restrain yourself, why are you bolder than me?!"

"Hey, those who are bold and timid, to be honest, I think I am a bit more handsome than Mrs. Mo, do you think I should come over and strike up a conversation? If I can get Venerable Mo's favor With support, I might be able to become the Patriarch of Crossing Tribulation within a hundred years."

"Pfft, stay away from me, I don't know you..."

"..."

Along the way, listening to all kinds of gossip, Jiang Haochuan finally understood what kind of image he was in the eyes of everyone: he was very lucky, got a wealthy son-in-law, and the jealous Mrs. Mo... Well, although there are still things like high strength, Talk about loyalty, nostalgia, dedication and virtuousness, etc., but what Jiang Haochuan hears the most is how he and the great devil are inseparable and inseparable, how the husband and wife teamed up to laugh proudly in the cultivation world, and how many spiritual stones they have. It is really enviable that it can be used to fill the sea.

At the beginning, Jiang Haochuan was disgusted and repulsive towards these rumors, but as he listened, he thought that in the original world, the world's evaluation of him was mostly a genius for cultivation, a romantic, and a person who enjoys the same Blessing... From a comparison, I really don't know which of these two evaluations is better.But Jiang Haochuan's heart is clear, his life is actually not as happy as in the legend, all kinds of contradictions gradually surfaced during the long-term relationship, and his wives eventually drifted away from him one by one.

So how much of the rumors in this world are true or false?Those sweetness and happiness... are they all real?

Subconsciously turned his head to look at Qinghe, that perfect side face almost didn't blind Jiang Haochuan's eyes, which made him have to admit that, as a member of the Visual Association with no lower limit, he might really meet this stunning Men messing around... Ah, bah, Jiang Haochuan spat at himself in the bottom of his heart: Should he be with a man who is extremely beautiful, but is domineering, powerful and downright bad, or should he be with seven gentle, beautiful and beautiful men? Women spend their lives together?Normal men know how to choose, okay?

Wait, in fact, those seven women are not so gentle and beautiful, and they are no longer willing to spend their lives with him... Thinking of this, Jiang Haochuan's expression twisted: God, does he have a third choice?Is it okay to live alone? !

Just when Jiang Haochuan was struggling in various ways, something happened that distorted his expression even more——Qinghe took him to a luxury restaurant in the center of Pingyao City, and as soon as he entered the store, the boss threw them both He went up to the supreme private room, and said with a smile: "Madam's complexion is a little less rosy, do you want to come to two cranes to make up for it?"

Hey, what's up with this "old-fashioned" tone? !The corners of Jiang Haochuan's mouth twitched uncontrollably, while Qinghe nodded calmly and said, "Roast one, stew the other in soup."

The restaurant owner left cheerfully, and Jiang Haochuan's complexion became even worse. He moved his wrist, which was tightly bound by the chain, and said with a bad attitude, "What the hell are you doing?"

Qinghe pulled Jiang Haochuan to sit down at the table, and sighed softly: "I'm going to accompany you, we were not very calm just now..." He looked at each other sincerely, and continued: "Actually, from the beginning I was This means that there is no need for conflicts between us. The two worlds are very different. I am not your enemy, and you are not my Taoist companion. If you want to go back, I also hope that my Taoist companion can come back. Our goal It's consistent, right?"

"You treated me so badly, and it's over if you invite me to dinner? Are you kidding me!" Jiang Haochuan resisted the beauty trick by turning his head away, and said in a firm tone: "I'm not in a hurry to go back anyway. It’s no big deal to do things for selfishness once in a while.”

Qinghe was startled for a moment, then smiled wryly and said: "That's right, I misunderstood, when he was quarreling with me in the past, as long as you got him a few cranes to eat, he would be happy soon, but you are not him, It's not so easy to coax... What do you want, beat me hard?"

Jiang Haochuan really didn't want to admit that the slightly sad expression and sad tone of Mo Mo had hit his weakness, but that was the truth, so he gritted his teeth and his face changed many times, but finally he didn't say that sentence - "That's right , I just want to beat you, and I want to kill you!"

Alas, Jiang Haochuan thought silently: He is a good person, it is better not to do things that destroy the relationship between husband and wife. Indeed, as the big devil said, there was no entanglement or enmity between them. As for the previous torment...

At this moment, the owner of the restaurant brought in the golden charcoal-grilled cranes and the fragrant crane soup at the right time, extinguishing Jiang Haochuan's anger that was about to rekindle. As soon as he vented his enthusiasm, his fighting spirit naturally dissipated, and he pursed his lips and said: "That's how it is. Anyway, I have never eaten cranes, so I should try something new."

Qinghe was surprised and said: "You have never eaten cranes before, so what is your favorite food?" He paused, leaned back on the chair, and said casually: "I just asked casually, you It doesn't matter if I don't want to say it. Because I have been devoting myself to exploring all kinds of delicacies to satisfy my wife's appetite, but no matter how rare the monster is, he will get tired of eating it a few times, only the crane will never get tired of eating it... ...Your tastes should be the same, so I'm a little curious, but you probably aren't in the mood to communicate with me, so just pretend I didn't ask."

Jiang Haochuan was dumbfounded when he heard the words, and he didn't know what it was like. He suddenly remembered that a long time ago, he was obviously a foodie, but until now, he had forgotten his appetite for hundreds of years: the person who first set foot on the road of cultivation At that time, it was Bigu Dan who solved the stomach problem; later, he didn’t need to eat at all when his cultivation base was high, and his wives didn’t have this idea either. It was unnecessary and would lose his identity... As time passed, he had completely forgotten what he was like before.

Feeling inexplicably sour, Jiang Haochuan ate wildly for a while, as if venting, and swept away the huge plates and soup bowls. When he realized it, his stomach was bloated as if he was pregnant with a cub... Qinghe stretched out his hand in a funny way Go to help this guy rub his belly, and say: "You really still like to eat cranes the most, and you can't stop talking when you are so full."

Habitual thoughtfulness cannot be fooled. Feeling Qinghe's extremely natural movements, Jiang Haochuan felt a little uncomfortable, but also enjoyed and looked forward to it, so he simply leaned his head on the back of the chair, stretched his limbs and posed A lazy old man: just treat it as part of the apology, and serve after the gentle and caring "eat"...

Seeing this situation, Qinghe raised his eyebrows, but didn't point it out, and the movements of his hands became softer and smoother.Jiang Haochuan closed his eyes comfortably, and in the chaos, he suddenly had a strange thought: If the big devil who was hostile to him in that world could also make amends to him like this, in fact, in the future It's not that he can't forgive the other party because of his good temper, why should they fight to the point of life and death... It's a pity.

For some unknown reason, Jiang Haochuan, who fell asleep, was suddenly awakened by a strong premonition of catastrophe. He stared blankly at the bed curtain and ceiling above his head, and murmured, "Was that just a dream?" The delicious taste is obviously so real, and the gentle and considerate movements of the beauty...

"Achuan?" Qinghe has been leaning halfway on the bed and looking at the sleeping face of his sweetheart. Seeing that Jiang Haochuan woke up, he hurriedly called out, but saw that the other party showed a surprised expression. Too much intimacy, Qinghe couldn't help being a little disappointed, and explained lightly: "Just now you fell asleep after eating, I thought you were going to change your soul again, so I took you home."

I can't tell the reason, but Jiang Haochuan felt uncomfortable with Qinghe's disappointed expression, so he abruptly changed the subject, "You didn't fly back with me in your arms, did you? Wouldn't that make everyone in the city feel uncomfortable? I’ve seen it all!” Imagine a little bit of the expression of the restaurant owner and the comments of passers-by, and he has a strong urge to blush.

Qing He nodded casually, "It's not a big deal, and it's not the first time."

Jiang Haochuan choked, touched his nose, changed the subject again and said: "My catastrophe is coming soon..."

Qinghe nodded again, half-supporting and half-embracing Jiang Haochuan to leave the bed, personally put on some extraordinary body-protective clothes and a bunch of odds and ends for Jiang Haochuan, and then led this flower-hearted big Radish walked out of the blessed land of no demons, and Yu Jian came to a mountain platform not far away, "You go over and sit, I will activate the magic circle, there is nothing terrible about the catastrophe, don't be nervous." Kind of comforting.

Jiang Haochuan followed his words, and it wasn't until this moment that he realized that the chain that was tied to his wrist was gone.His mind was muddled, and it was difficult to concentrate, which made Jiang Haochuan smile wryly: With his current dilapidated state, it's no wonder he survived the catastrophe, right?Hey, forget about breaking the jar.

Sitting and blowing the cold wind for a while, Jiang Haochuan just felt a little bit awake when he trembled all over, closed his eyes and sank into the dreamland of inner demons.

Seeing this situation, Qinghe who was standing aside frowned, because the husband and wife had the cloak of congealing light, so the magic circle arranged on this platform was mainly used to resist the thunder disaster, and it was of no help to resist the heavenly disaster of the heart demon ...Forget it, no matter how much it is, anyway, the heart demon will not hurt his wife's body, and the soul of that guy is not within the scope of Qinghe's worry. Thinking of this, his brows slowly loosened up.

As for Jiang Haochuan, the big radish with a heart, he was staring at the scene in front of him dumbfounded at this moment: this place is not so much a dreamland of heart demons, but rather the sea of ​​his memories—isn’t that mortal boy in black and brown coarse clothes Was it himself who was immature many years ago?

This is the foot of the mountain on the side of the Xuanji Mountain Gate. A young man who is not afraid of tigers is confronting two greedy outer door deacons, and then they started fighting, and then he killed someone...

Then, a lavender sword light shot over, and the dazzling tall, rich and handsome stretched out his hand to the grassroots boy.

——It turned out that all the differences started from here.