Rescue the Paranoid Villain boss[Quick Transmigration]

Shi Qingyi's courtyard is located in the valley of Fuxi Mountain, with bamboo forests and streams, and the wall on the east side is covered with brocade, a lush clump stretching to the end of the line of sight.

That was the price paid by a little demon for seeking medical immortality to save people, leaving behind a part of its body, which never withers in four seasons and never perishes.

The wooden door opened automatically before the Immortal Doctor pushed the door. Lush medicinal herbs and flowerbeds adorn pavilions and pavilions. The body of the dragon is more than a hundred feet long. Fold the flower garden where the medical fairy is extremely precious.

The hedgehog waited tremblingly for the Immortal Doctor to get angry, but the people who usually regarded these medicinal herbs as treasures passed by as if they didn't see them at all.

The little demon's brow was sweating, and the lord was unpredictable, and it would be miserable when the black dragon woke up.

"Where does your lord want to place her?" The little demon pushed aside the clouds and mists covering the sky, and quietly turned to look at the fairy in white.

Except for one real owner, most of the rooms in the valley are vacant, and there are ancient medical books and some rare herbs collected by the medical immortals.

Shi Qingyi lowered her eyes and pondered for a moment, then walked towards a wooden house with the black dragon in her arms. It was an empty courtyard. Three years ago, she had deliberately tricked the black dragon into this place.

The little demon was embarrassed for a moment when he entered. The wooden vine demon scratched the small flower on his head with his paws, and pressed the door obediently.

Shi Qingyi: "..."

I just want to sprinkle a handful of soil for what I have done, and bury myself!

This empty courtyard is decorated with lanterns and festoons, and two vermilion happy characters are crookedly pasted on the old rattan wall. Only two years have passed, and the original appearance has been eroded by the years.

The clumsy black dragon can only kill people and fight in all directions, but her sweetheart is a medical fairy who saves lives and heals the wounded. On the eve of her wedding, she also learned from the human race to decorate the new house, and wanted to prepare a better nest for her sweetheart. She was uneasy and full of expectations.

Well, then I got my heart ripped out on the wedding night in the bridal chamber.

People will die if they live in this place, right?At that time, a person who stimulates the entire mountain will be caught into a deep pit by the furious dragon clan.

Shi Qingyi fell into a long silence, and unconsciously hugged the unconscious black dragon in his arms, but finally just closed his eyes, took two steps back, turned around and left.

Xiao Yao followed confusedly, but the Immortal Doctor who had always calmly looked at everyone as if they were joking walked faster and faster, as if something was chasing her behind.

The buildings on Fuxi Mountain are luxurious, with pavilions, towers, pavilions and winding paths leading to secluded places. The monsters and humans who can't afford to make the Immortal Doctor feel tempted can only sell their time and serve as servants in this valley for her to drive.

The black dragon was carried all the way into the small building of the Immortal Doctor, and blood snaked all the way from the outside, staining the exquisitely carved spirit jade.

"Prepare the medicinal bath, and go get the best elixir." The Immortal Doctor stepped into the door, his voice was cold and untouched by the temperature, but he became inexplicably anxious, "Go and prepare a sharp knife."

sharp knife?Are you going to eviscerate a dragon?The little demon seemed to have realized something and stood in front of the closed door and replied: "Don't worry, my lord, I will definitely find a sharp bone-eviscerating knife!"

Shi Qingyi: "..."

Would she believe me if I said that I really didn't want to peel her bones and make soup?

The system was silent for a while, then cautiously: "Or else, why don't you ask?"

The medical fairy lowered his eyes and glanced silently. Heilong's face was as pale as snow and stained with blood, and his eyelids trembled silently in the interlaced light and shadow.

Subtle, as if no one noticed at all—

Shi Qingyi was silent, and put her on his bed. Immortal doctors like luxury, and the bed is covered with the softest fluff of the thousand-year-old fox demon. Once a person sinks in, it becomes a depression, surrounded by warm fine fluff. .

A warm hand brushed away the blood-stained hair on her forehead, and a warm aura slowly flowed into her body.

Relying on perseverance and overwhelming hatred, the Dragon Clan did not dare to fall asleep, and tried their best to stay awake.

Maybe the next time I wake up, there will be a certain organ missing, or, I won’t be able to wake up again——

"Go to sleep." Immortal Yi's voice was still cold, and seemed to have an imperceptible gentle sigh, and she finally fell asleep with resentment in her heart.

The spiritual power is familiar. Shi Qingyi's body is the remote vanilla on the Fuxi Mountain. She has not practiced for a long time, but it has only been a hundred years. The most original inner alchemy is only a little bit. Rescued from the family.

At that time, the seriously injured Dragon Clan noticed that someone was inputting spiritual power, and began to ask for it without restraint. The man let her suck it. When she finally regained some strength and suddenly opened her eyes, the beauty in white beside her was too weak to maintain her human form, and she was on the verge of collapsing. fell into her arms.

She caught that frail girl in such a daze, the Immortal Doctor was rebellious outside, but her body was terribly soft, like a delicate flower that would shatter in her hands at the touch of it.

No one was willing to save her with their lives. According to Heilong's original vicious character, he should have killed her immediately and absorbed her soul, but Heilong didn't. She just hugged the girl helplessly.

It's like hugging a spring breeze that will be blown away at any time.

A half-immortal flower saved a dragon, and later that dragon raised a flower and took good care of it.

Yao vanilla is precious, lost her cultivation and can't be transformed into a human figure crooked in layers of veils, her beautiful and refined brows and eyes were slightly frowned because of discomfort, shaking her heart softened after just one glance.

The most murderous dragon striker of the demon clan, the rock-hard demon dragon at the center of the legend, finally turned into soft fingers.

She used to squat in front of her soft couch and hold the pale and cold fingers of the Immortal Doctor, only dared to hold one lightly, and then continuously gave her 300 years of internal strength.

The Immortal Doctor struggled for a while, and said in a weak voice, "Don't..."

The stupid dragon didn't dare to let go, he held back for a long time before he dared to speak, and said in a muffled voice, "I voluntarily."

She pretended to be pitiful once, so she took away the cultivation level that the magic dragon had worked so hard for several years without any effort.

Countless cold and summer, autumn harvest and winter storage, battles and fights, none of them made her frown.

Shi Qingyi really had a good plan. He exchanged 100 years of cultivation for 300 years. I don't know what he wants this time?

Before falling asleep, the black dragon thought sarcastically that Shi Qingyi had better kill her now, otherwise when she came back to life, she would have to impose Shi Qingyi on her sooner or later. All the painstaking efforts, will be returned a hundred times and a thousand times——

After confirming that Heilong had completely fallen into a deep sleep, Shi Qingyi dared to take off the clothes on her body, and just glanced at her eyelids and jumped.

The dragon clan's self-healing ability is already the strongest in the three realms, but even so, it can't cover her body's injuries. There are two holes below the collarbone that are stained with rust and blood. She is too weak to maintain her human form. Under the broken waist is a dragon's tail.

The dragon scales that were once pitch-black and bright have faded, and the lower half of the tail is even more horrible. Half of the flesh and blood have been removed, leaving only a white skeleton.

She suddenly remembered that it was not just this time, because of the dragon's super self-healing ability, she would cut a piece of flesh from time to time to test the medicine, and then cut it off when she grew some flesh.

So day after day, year after year—

... This is not abnormal, I am sorry that I have worked so hard to do the task.

She sighed, and finally wiped her face with a Jinpa bit by bit.

In fact, Yaoluo is very good-looking, not weak and weak, but too thin, looking a little cold, with a layer of ferocity between his eyebrows and eyes, showing a deep resentment.

Shi Qingyi looked at it for a long time, and finally reached out to rub the space between her eyebrows.

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It was already evening when I woke up, Fuxi Mountain was close to Fusang. At sunset, a large area of ​​the sunset was reflected on the Heishui River, and even the whole Fuxi Mountain was covered with a layer of warm twilight.

The white gauze overlaps and shadows are indistinct, and the fairy in white outside the curtain holds a book and looks at the kneeling little thorn demon.

Everyone knows that Immortal Fu Xiyi has a weird and unpredictable personality, and he doesn't know what will happen to him this time. The little thorn demon's leaves curl up in fear, and the flowers wither early.

"I said stop, why did I have to whip the second time?"

Her voice didn't have any ups and downs, it was as lingering as a clear spring, and when it rang in people's ears, it made people's hearts move inexplicably.

The little thorn demon hugged her head and muttered: "I, I thought you wanted to skin her, so—"

So be confident.

"It used to be like this..."

Shi Qingyi's eyelids twitched, but he couldn't hold back the incense in his heart for this little demon.

After shaking and finally running out to kill the Quartet, his mind was already distorted, and he directly leveled the entire Fuxi Mountain. All the monsters on the mountain were sentenced to death by soup, dripping, gouging out their eyes, and gouging their hearts...

Shi Qingyi slapped the medical book on the table, and said in a cold voice, "If I don't exist in the future, I won't move with a whip."

"Go and receive the punishment yourself, two hundred lashes, not one lash less."

The little thorn demon escaped unharmed, and ran out scrambling and crawling. The medical fairy lifted the veil and walked into the inner room, and pretended to sleep with his eyes closed. Rolled her eyes.

Let the dragon can't help but clench his five fingers quietly, is it finally coming?Peeling or Cramping?She knew that it was impossible for Shi Qingyi to rescue her from the depths of the abyss with such kindness!

Trapped by the Immortal Lock for too long, his vitality was severely injured, and only a little spiritual power could be used on his body. The corners of his mouth were so tight that he swayed, and he was desperate to die together, or to endure this heart-piercing pain for a while——

After a long time, she finally clenched her palm tightly.

As long as you don't die, you still have a chance, and you still have a chance to turn defeat into victory.

She resignedly waited for the pain to fall on her scarred body. Her heart had already sunk to the bottom of the sea, but her body that had tasted all the pain was trembling subconsciously.

Shi Qingyi probably understood what was going on in her head, and Heilong was lying flat on the bed, already in a desolate gesture of heroic sacrifice.

Speechless for a moment, she stretched out her hand and pulled away the thin clothes that had just been put on her. Her tone was still slightly cold, but when she listened carefully, she could hear some comforting tenderness, and explained: "It's just picking off the rotten flesh on your body. It doesn't hurt."

The black dragon's eyelashes trembled, and when he was about to show a mocking sneer, the curtain of the outer room was pulled open, and a thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl in white clothes broke in, with fluffy white ears on her head, and innocent and innocent eyes.

"Qing Yi, sleepy, sleeping..."