After being forced to whitewash the villain [Transmigration Book]

Feng Qiyu hugged him, put her hands on his waist naturally, and with only a light force, she untied the knot of the belt.In an instant, the layers of the placket on the chest spread out and floated in the water.

The blind date between skin and water made Shen Jimo more comfortable. He looked at Feng Qiyu in front of him in a daze, and murmured: "Qi Yu, Qi Yu..."

Feng Qiyu twitched suddenly, and slowly pulled him away, with an inexplicable light flickering in her eyes.Under Shen Jimo's teasing, he had already reacted. Looking at the distracted person in front of him, his heart throbbed even more. He asked him hoarsely, "You...know it's me?"

Shen Jimo ignored his words, but proved it with actions. He leaned forward again, kissed the corner of his lips, and called him over and over again, "Qi Yu..."

Feng Qiyu was overjoyed in her heart, hugged him into her arms again, and couldn't wait to take off his clothes for him.

"Oh? In the middle of the night, even if you are talented, don't you have to be jealous of others?"

Suddenly, a teasing voice came from the side, and Feng Qiyu was so startled that he immediately pressed Shen Jimo into his arms, turned around and blocked him behind her, and looked coldly at the source of the sound.

In front of the door not far away, Zhou Ling crossed his arms and leaned against the door leisurely, looking at them with a half-smile.

Facing Feng Qiyu's unkind eyes, Zhou Ling didn't care, pointed at the door instead, and said with a smile: "Go back to the room and do it, don't do such things in the water we drink every day."

Although it was not a bad word, Feng Qiyu still felt very unhappy when something good was interrupted. He raised his eyebrows and looked at Zhou Ling. He had no intention of getting up, but sneered, "What if I say no?"

"Of course I..." Before he could say the four words, another extremely cold voice interrupted him, "Why do you say no when you are in danger?"

Hearing this voice, Feng Qiyu immediately frowned, he slowly turned his eyes away from Zhou Ling, looked at Shang Luo who appeared in front of the door at some time, and suddenly smiled, "Just because... He patted the water in the pool and waved it casually. The water immediately turned into thin needles and attacked Shangluo, "I think."

Shang Luo stood still in front of the door, and when the ice needle was thrown in front of his eyes, he slightly moved his eyelids, and the needle instantly turned into drops of water, and fell on the ground again.

He walked forward slowly, looked at the two people in the water with deep eyes, and shouted sharply: "Senior brother."

Shen Jimo is still confused, his body is very hot, only the cold touch close to his body can relieve the fire in his body, he searched for this touch and slowly moved up until he found the soft lips again, without any trace of warmth. Posted it without hesitation, "Qi Yu..." He called him, very emotionally.

Feng Qiyu was delighted in her heart, held Shen Jimo's face again in front of Shang Luo, kissed him forgetfully, and at the same time raised her eyebrows at Shang Luo provocatively, as if to say, did you see it?He is voluntary.

Anyone who saw such a confused expression would know that there was something wrong.

Shang Luo frowned tightly, walked to the pool and stood still, and said again in a deep voice: "Senior brother."

Shen Jimo seemed to have never heard of it, and still kissed Feng Qiyu forgetfully, as if there were only two of them left in this world.

Shang Luo finally couldn't help it, and looked at Feng Qiyu viciously, "What medicine did you give him?"

After the kiss, Feng Qiyu picked up Shen Jimo and let him sit on her lap, looked at Shang Luo calmly, and smiled mockingly, "I wouldn't do such a despicable thing." Then she buried her head on Shen Jimo's neck again In the meantime, there is no taboo that there are others here.

Shang Luo couldn't bear it anymore, a cloud of spiritual energy gradually gathered in his hands, and he patted Feng Qiyu without hesitation, "Let go of senior brother."

Now that they have already started, it is almost impossible to continue.

"Tsk..." Feng Qiyu gave a light tsk in displeasure, and stood up holding Shen Jimoxuan, quickly pulled up his clothes, landed in front of Zhou Ling, and pushed Shen Jimo towards Zhou Ling without looking at him , "You know what to do." Then he summoned his sword and attacked Shangluo.

It was he who made the first move, so he naturally didn't need to show mercy.

Shang Luo also had the same idea, summoned his saber, and started fighting with him.

The Pear Blossom House is not big, and the two of them couldn't do anything in the courtyard, so they flew out with their swords in hand, and went straight to the bamboo forest in the back mountain.

Seeing the figure of the two leaving, Zhou Ling couldn't help shaking his head, "Tsk tsk tsk... The cooked duck made him fly. Brother Shang is in a bad situation this time." He looked down at Shen Jimo in his arms , his eyes accidentally caught sight of his open front chest, he couldn't help swallowing his saliva, and slowly looked away, "Do not look at evil."

Shen Jimo, who was in the chaos, didn't know the current situation. He only felt that his body was hotter and hotter after leaving the water.He climbed onto Zhou Ling, instinctively rubbed against him, and murmured, "Linger Linger..."

Zhou Ling was amazed, "I can tell who is who without realizing it!"

Shen Jimo couldn't listen to his words, and only wanted to seek that cold place.

Zhou Ling was so moved by his rubbing, but in the end he didn't have the heart to tease him anymore, so he grabbed his pulse.

"I thought why did that snake call your mother? That's how it is." He looked at Shen Jimo in surprise, then smiled, grabbed his chin, and fed a pill into his mouth, "OK Go to sleep! When you wake up, nothing will happen."

There were physiological tears in the corners of Shen Jimo's eyes. He half-squinted his eyes to look at him. The heat from his body gradually faded away. Finally, he couldn't bear it any longer. He slowly closed his eyes and lay on Zhou Ling's body.

Zhou Ling reached out to catch him, hugged him horizontally, and returned to the bed in his room, then brushed the broken hair on his forehead for him, and chuckled lightly: "In the future, you can bear some." Said After that, he didn't stay any longer, turned around and walked out the door, closing the door for him by the way.

He looked at the full moon in the sky and sighed helplessly, "Let's fight! Anyway, in the end, you two will die, or he will die."

When Shen Jimo woke up early the next morning, he had a splitting headache, especially his throat, which seemed to be on fire. He coughed lightly, and when he was about to get out of bed to pour himself a glass of water, a puff of white smoke came out of the window. floated in.

This is Song Ziyu's transmission skills.

Shen Jimo held it in his hand as usual, and when he opened his hand again, the puff of smoke turned into a line of small characters, which appeared in his palm.

Three months later, Yulongmen, practice the truth and discuss the sword.

Here comes the moment he's been waiting for so long!

Shen Jimo was so excited that his hands began to tremble. He got up and poured a cup of cold tea and drank it all. Then he opened the door and saw the three cubs doing their own things in the courtyard. He cleared his throat passionately. With a mysterious smile, "On the third day of next month, Yulongmen will discuss swords, you all have to make good preparations."

The three of them were startled when they heard the words. Although they didn't express much, Shen Jimo saw the faint expectation in their eyes.

He walked up to Shangluo and patted him on the shoulder, "From today onwards, we will adopt the method of sparring to improve our swordsmanship." Then he turned to Feng Qiyu. I still feel a little guilty towards Feng Qiyu, so I can't help but dodge when I look at him, "You two are equally skilled in swordsmanship, and you are the most suitable for sparring. You can learn from each other and improve each other in sparring."

Feng Qiyu's eyes flickered slightly, and she stared straight at him, "Okay, I will definitely ask Brother Shang for advice." He intentionally bit the word "ask for advice" very hard.

Not to be outdone, Shang Luo smiled gently at Shen Jimo, but looked at Feng Qiyu coldly, "Then senior brother will not be polite."

Even the nervous Shen Jimo could feel the tense atmosphere.

He looked at Feng Qiyu with some doubts, then at Shangluo, moved his lips, but didn't ask.

After all this kind of thing!Even if he asked, he probably wouldn't be able to ask anything.

Bringing the three of them to the purple bamboo forest in the back mountain, Shen Jimo sat on the boulder beside him like a superior, watching Shang Luo and Feng Qiyu practice against each other.

At this point in the plot, for him, cultivation is actually not that important anymore.At this moment, the cultivation of the villain is the most important thing to him.

Seeing Feng Qiyu's every move against Shangluo, Shen Jimo nodded in satisfaction, and at the same time called the system that was about to rust.

"How much do you think Qi Yu's victory will be in this sword debate?"

The system was silent for a moment, and with a ding sound, a character combat power table was rolled out in Shen Jimo's mind, "According to the current ranking of the combat power of the characters in the cultivation world, apart from the protagonist and the heroine, the biggest threat to him is the sword Lu Yao, the chief student of the Heart Sect, and Li Ye from Mingyue Tower are here." It paused, and continued: "And you."

"Me?" Shen Jimo was a little surprised, "I'm just a fighting scum, how can I be his threat." Even if he is really strong enough to fight the villain, he will never win the villain!

Looking at the combat power ranking list again, Shen Jimo sighed softly, "Looking at the situation, it should be the two of them in the final battle!" As he spoke, he looked at the two people who were training and sighed again in one breath.

The strength of the two of them...he really doesn't know who is stronger...

"Well……"

While his thoughts were flying, a muffled groan brought him back to his senses.

Shen Jimo hurriedly looked towards the source of the sound, but saw Feng Qiyu clutching his chest at the moment, frowning tightly, looking very painful.

With a sudden tightening in his heart, Shen Jimo quickly jumped off the boulder and came to Feng Qiyu, "What's wrong? Did Shang Luo hurt you?"

Shang Luo frowned slightly upon hearing this, "Brother, I don't have one."

Shen Jimo didn't bother to look at him, he focused on Feng Qiyu, and helped him up from the ground, "Can you walk?"

Feng Qiyu frowned and shook her head.

It seems that the injury is quite serious!

Shen Jimo frowned immediately, unable to do so, he could only reach out to pick up Feng Qiyu, and quickly flew down the mountain.

"Senior brother." Shang Luo wanted to grab him, but he was in vain. Seeing the back of the two leaving, he couldn't help clenching his fists.

Seeing this, Zhou Ling chuckled, "You obviously have better cards than him, but why do you always lose to him?"

Shang Luo felt resentment in his heart and didn't want to talk to him. He slowly closed his eyes and sneered, "You obviously have the same feelings as me, but why do you always stay out of it? Don't you think there is one more him? Can the ending be changed?"

Zhou Ling smiled when he heard the words, "Maybe?"

The author has something to say: dio is not here!After discussing the sword~hehehe~