A Sick Beauty Daoist Couple Dressed as a Villain

At this moment, Gong Fuyu was lying sideways on the gorgeous soft couch, her thin shoulders were half exposed, her head was lowered as if she was rubbing medicine.

Seeing this, Shen Qingtang's heart skipped a beat, but he still pretended to be calm and walked forward, whispering: "Master, I'm back."

Gong Fuyu snorted without raising his head: "I think you wish your master would die early."

Shen Qingtang said helplessly: "Master, you are joking, I am a third-level qi practitioner, and I am not enough for Master and Elder Li—"

"Don't mention him!" Gong Fuyu suddenly became irritable for no reason.

Shen Qingtang fell silent immediately, and seriously admitted his mistake: "Yes, this apprentice offended."

Gong Fuyu's long and narrow peach eyes glanced at Shen Qingtang, at this moment he lazily hooked his fingers and said, "Apprentice, come here."

Shen Qingtang walked forward as he said.

At this moment, Gong Fuyu gestured to him for the bottle of wound medicine on the table and said, "Help me, master, give me the medicine."

Shen Qingtang was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect Gong Fuyu to make such a request, but soon, he lowered his eyes meekly, picked up the bottle of wound medicine, and walked towards Gong Fuyu.

At this moment when he got closer, Shen Qingtang saw a bloody scar on the side of Gong Fuyu's snow-white shoulder. Judging from the shape and appearance of the wound, it should be injured by sword energy.

Shen Qingtang couldn't help pursing her lips, thinking how could this Li Changfeng be so ignorant of pity and sympathy?

But thinking about Gong Fuyu's angry attitude just now, Shen Qingtang still didn't say anything, but carefully picked out the ointment with his fingers, and slowly applied it to the wound on Gong Fuyu's shoulder.

Shen Qingtang lowered his eyes at this moment, his long eyelashes fluttered slightly with his breathing, but his expression of applying the medicine was meticulous, his thin lips were pursed, and under the light of the night pearl, his whole body was as gentle and white as a fairy.

Gong Fuyu was enduring the pain at first, but when he looked at Shen Qingtang twice, his heart fluttered slightly, and he came over and sniffed, wanting to see if Shen Qingtang's body was really so fragrant.

When he saw Shen Qingtang for the first time, he thought that this child must be a short-lived epiphyllum, why is he so fragrant, white and soft?

As a result, when Gong Fuyu got closer, his brows frowned involuntarily.

Then he grabbed Shen Qingtang's hand that was applying the medicine to him a little angrily, and said in a deep voice, "It smells like a man, what did you do with that dead apprentice Li Changfeng?"

Shen Qingtang was suddenly grabbed by Gong Fuyu's wrist, and was surprised for a moment, but after listening to Gong Fuyu's words, she came back to her senses.

At this moment, Shen Qingtang couldn't help but smiled and said: "Master, Lan Ting is not the only stinky man, isn't there a lot better in Hualou just now?"

Gong Fuyu:?

"You have a sharp mouth, but you have learned to quibble."

"Master, it's done." Shen Qingtang no longer answered Gong Fuyu's words, but gently withdrew his hand and covered the medicine bottle.

Gong Fuyu was stunned for a moment, and looked down at the wound on his shoulder, there was indeed a thin layer of ointment applied there, and the miraculous thing was that there seemed to be a layer of green aura on the ointment.

"what is this?"

Shen Qingtang smiled: "It's a little bit of my spiritual growth power, and it should be good for Master's wound healing."

Gong Fuyu snorted, his face turned pale, and he stretched out his hand to pull up the clothes on his shoulders: "This is more or less the same."

At this time, Shen Qingtang glanced at the hourglass not far away, and said softly to Gong Fuyu: "It's getting late, Master, let's rest early."

Gong Fuyu's eyes moved, and he glanced at Shen Qingtang meaningfully, but seeing Shen Qingtang's gentle and obedient appearance, he still didn't say much after all, and simply waved his hands and said: "Okay, go, go, you know You don't want to mess with me."

Shen Qingtang smiled slightly: "Master was joking."

But before leaving, Shen Qingtang personally brewed a pot of hangover tea for Gong Fuyu, and changed the incense in the incense pot in the house again, replacing the rich and fragrant fragrance in the daytime with a light one. Anshenxiang.

Only then did he leave quietly.

Gong Fuyu lay on the couch with her head up, her eyes slightly closed, she seemed to be asleep, but she was actually still awake.

He knew Shen Qingtang's every move.

When Shen Qingtang left, Gong Fuyu opened his eyes, and inexplicably curled the corners of his lips—this little apprentice is really cute.

It's just that Li Changfeng's incomprehensible dead ghost apprentice has been taken advantage of.

Thinking of this, Gong Fuyu's face suddenly became stinky again, he snorted, rolled up the quilt, covered his face, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

·

next morning

After waking up, Gong Fuyu looked at the sore medicine and a new dress on the coffee table in front of him, his face was frosty.

At this time, he looked at Shen Qingtang in front of him and asked, "Do you dare to accept what Li Changfeng sent? He almost killed me yesterday, so you didn't beat him up for me?!"

Shen Qingtang lowered her eyes and smiled helplessly: "Elder Li didn't come, this was sent by Lan Ting."

Gong Fuyu was startled, and then became even more angry for no reason.

Seeing Shen Qingtang's calm and gentle appearance, he suddenly jumped up violently, and said, "Get out of here!"

After getting along with each other for the past two days, Shen Qingtang also had a better understanding of Gong Fuyu's temperament, so she was not afraid at this moment, bowed slowly to Gong Fuyu, and then really withdrew.

When he came out, Shen Qingtang vaguely heard the sound of smashing things coming from the room.

At this time, he couldn't help touching his ears, feeling very helpless.

No matter how stupid Shen Qingtang is, after seeing this, he can vaguely guess now, especially when Qin Yi came to see him today and told him that Gong Fuyu was Li Changfeng's disciple before, and Li Changfeng was still Forcing disciples.

Originally, Li Changfeng promised to only accept Gong Fuyu as one, but Gong Fuyu later betrayed the teacher himself.

As for the reason, Qin Yi didn't know, and didn't ask too much. He said this to Shen Qingtang to let Shen Qingtang pay attention to Gong Fuyu and not to be tricked.

From Qin Yi's mouth, it was Gong Fuyu's ungratefulness, but from Shen Qingtang's point of view, it was another story.

Sword cultivators really don't have a heart.

Moreover, as expected, they did not read the script.

Thinking of this, and hearing the sound of Gong Fuyu continuing to smash things in the room, Shen Qingtang was silent for a while, walked aside, released his spiritual consciousness into a few white jade puppets, and made sure that Gong Fuyu would be taken care of later. He went out first.

Now that he knew that Lin Jinyu was wearing books, he had to go get something first.

Otherwise, there will be endless troubles.

As for the master Gong Fuyu, it's better to come back later to coax him.

·

Taking the disciple order given to him by Qin Yi, Shen Qingtang went to the library pavilion of the Qingyu Sword Sect.

In the original book, Lin Jinyu found a broken jade slip in Zangshu Pavilion, and finally counterattacked and became a master among masters.

Shen Qingtang thought, even if he didn't need this jade slip, it's better not to fall into Lin Jinyu's hands.

The book collection pavilion of Qingyu Sword Sect is called Langhuan Pavilion. The bookshelves in Langhuan Pavilion are all carved from sapphire and are about several feet high. All books are sealed in corresponding cabinets. Just enter the corresponding category in the disciple order , the corresponding cabinet will be opened automatically for your convenience.

Kind of like modern auto-retrieval, but more advanced.

At this time, Shen Qingtang entered the category of Lingzhi in the disciple order, and soon, many cabinets were opened, and jade slips floated down one by one.

Shen Qingtang looked at it carefully from beginning to end.

But I read it again, no, I read it again, still no.

Shen Qingtang couldn't help but slightly frowned.

Just as he was wondering if he had misremembered the classification of the residual book, an outer disciple who was in charge of cleaning the Langhuan Pavilion glanced at him curiously and said, "Senior brother also came to look for books about Lingzhi?"

Shen Qingtang's eyes moved: "Apart from me, is there anyone else looking for me?"

The outer disciple smiled helplessly: "A senior brother surnamed Lin came here in the morning. After searching for a long time, he didn't seem to find the book he wanted. He almost got into an argument with us, thinking that we lost the book. I I just find it strange, isn’t the book about Lingzhi all about farming? Our Jianzong is not good at this, so why not hide that kind of book, that brother is really weird.”

Shen Qingtang's heart skipped a beat when she heard this - so Lin Jinyu didn't find it either?

But on the surface, Shen Qingtang didn't say anything, just smiled and said: "Perhaps this senior brother made a mistake in the classification."

The outer disciple scratched his head: "It's possible, how strange."

At this time, Shen Qingtang calmly and casually took out two volumes from the jade slips in front of him, and said to the disciple: "I have borrowed the books, Junior Brother, please do your work first, I should go too."

The outer disciple was startled, and hurriedly said: "Senior brother, let's go!"

Shen Qingtang nodded, put away the jade slips, turned and left.

However, when Shen Qingtang walked to the door, he thought about it for a while, and finally turned his head and turned back, borrowed several jade slips related to spells, and then left.

After Shen Qingtang left, a figure dressed in white quietly walked out from behind a row of huge bookcases in the Library Pavilion. His eyes were cold, and he watched Shen Qingtang's leaving back, with a trace of murderous intent flashing on his face.

It turned out that it wasn't Qin Yi who knew the plot, it was him...

If that's the case, it's much easier to do.

·

Shen Qingtang was not in a hurry to go back, but went to the mission hall again.

Although he is now paying homage to Gong Fuyu, he won't be short of money, but he thinks it's better to get to know the various parts of Jianzong first.

However, as soon as Shen Qingtang entered the mission hall, she saw Qin Yi standing in front of the notice board selecting missions.

Shen Qingtang frowned slightly, and immediately walked forward.

Qin Yi is only at the seventh level of qi training now, why did he come to take up the task so soon?Isn't this fatal?

Or is it that Li Changfeng is really so poor that he can't afford to support his disciples?

The tasks are divided into four levels: Heaven, Earth, Xuan, and Huang. According to Qin Yi's current status, he can accept tasks of the three levels of Earth, Xuan, and Huang.

But this is the Qingyu Sword Sect, not to mention the prefecture level, even the missions of the Xuan and Huang levels are not easy, and...the rewards are not high.

Qin Yi was slowly scrolling through the pages when suddenly, a long white and slender hand quietly pressed on the back of his hand.

Qin Yi's heart skipped a beat, and when she turned around, she met Shen Qingtang's beautiful and worried eyes.

But immediately, Qin Yi frowned, and said in a deep voice, "Why did you come here? Gong Fu... isn't the headmaster very rich, so he won't treat his disciples badly?"

Shen Qingtang glanced at Qin Yi, and said displeasedly: "I'm just curious to take a look, but you, who are so short of money, have to accept the task just after entering the door?"

Qin Yi was silent for a moment, and said helplessly: "My master is a very nice person, but I really don't have any money. I want to take on some tasks and buy some materials so that my master can help me forge swords."

Shen Qingtang: ...

Immediately, Shen Qingtang frowned and complained: "It's not that we didn't bring money from home, how much do you want?"

Qin Yi looked at Shen Qingtang, was silent for a while, and then said: "One thousand middle-grade spirit stones."

Shen Qingtang's hand touching the storage ring stopped immediately.

One thousand mid-grade spirit stones? !

He suddenly understood why sword repairers are so poor...

All the belongings he brought from the Shen family were only five hundred middle-grade spirit stones, and if it was just for eating, drinking and flowers, it would be enough for him to spend at least two years in the Qingyu Sword Sect.

As a result, Qin Yi needed a thousand middle-grade spirit stones to cast a sword.

good guy...

Seeing Shen Qingtang's expression, Qin Yi's eyes moved slightly, but he suddenly smiled lightly: "But I just saw a task that is very suitable for me, once every three days, five middle-grade spirit stones at a time, it must be soon. I can save money."

Shen Qingtang was startled: "What mission?"

Qin Yi stretched out his hand, fiddled with the mission card, and a prefecture-level mission floated out.

Shen Qingtang took a closer look, and saw that it was a task to feed the fierce beasts behind the Qingyu Sword Sect.

Shen Qingtang understood instantly, but then he couldn't help being a little worried - this task is indeed suitable for Qin Yi, but will Qin Yi's identity be exposed because of this?

And the difficulty of the task is at the prefecture level, which means that this task is actually not easy.

Qin Yi saw Shen Qingtang's thoughts, and comforted him at this moment: "It's okay, let's try it first, if it really doesn't work, it's a big deal not to answer—"

"Junior Brother, let me remind you that eight out of ten people who take this task are injured or disabled. You'd better not take risks."

At this moment, a mature voice sounded behind the two of them.

When the two turned their heads, they saw a middle-aged monk who was also dressed as an inner disciple of the Jade Sword Sect.

"Then what about the remaining two?" Shen Qingtang couldn't help asking.

The middle-aged monk rolled his eyes: "Dead."

Shen Qingtang: ...

At this time, the middle-aged monk glanced at Qin Yi, who seemed to be unbelieving, and said: "The beast in the back mountain is not an ordinary monster. It is a hybrid of dragon and snake. It is infinitely powerful and extremely fierce. Even if you are a beast Don’t worry about your family background, understand?”

A hybrid of Jiao and Snake?

When Shen Qingtang heard this sentence, she immediately ignored the following words automatically, her heart skipped a beat, and she immediately raised her eyes to look at Qin Yi.

Qin Yi and Shen Qingtang looked at each other, and they immediately understood each other's meaning.

The author has something to say: Fifty Little Red Packets

Qin Yi: I went to meet relatives.