After being forced to whitewash the villain [Transmigration Book]

"What's the responsibility?" Shang Luo was puzzled.

Did he misunderstand something?

But Shen Jimo would be sad and blame himself, filled with guilt and felt ashamed to see Shang Luo, took his clothes and hurried out the door, "Yes, I'm sorry, I, I'll be quiet first."

"...?" Shang Luojing watched him leave, frowning slightly.

Shen Jimo felt that he was such a scumbag, he had a spring/dream about Feng Qiyu at night, and fell asleep in Shangluo after drinking the next day. The scumbags in other romantic dramas have never been as scumbag as him.

He slapped himself hard, walked aimlessly in the market, his eyes casually scanned the crowd of people coming and going before him, but he accidentally saw the man selling wontons all over the world looking for his own son Granny.

Shen Jimo felt that he was really destined to have a special relationship with her. No matter where he went, he could meet her.

After touching his empty stomach, Shen Jimo walked over slowly, and put a piece of silver by the side of Grandma's pot, "Grandma, bring me a bowl of wontons."

Grandma raised her head and saw that it was him, she smiled kindly, "We meet again."

Shen Jimo also smiled at him, walked to the shop and found a place to sit down, "I also think that I have a lot of fate with grandma!"

Grandma put the wontons in front of him, and took advantage of the fact that there were no customers at the meeting, she sat down opposite him, "How are you doing recently?"

"Everything is fine." Shen Jimo hadn't eaten since last night. He was so hungry that he stuffed wontons into his mouth while asking her, "Where is grandma? How are you doing recently?"

"Okay, everything is fine."

"Grandma, bring me a bowl of wontons." Just as the two were about to chat about family matters, Feng Qiyu's voice came from the side.

Shen Jimo looked up and saw that his face was not very good, so he hurriedly asked: "Did you sleep well last night?"

Feng Qiyu nodded and sat beside him.

"Then go back and rest after eating! I won't go out today."

"Okay." Feng Qiyu rested her head on one hand and looked at him quietly.

Shen Jimo looked a little embarrassed by him, raised his eyes to meet him, and was about to ask him if he wanted to share the bowl with him first, when Grandma came over with wontons.

She put the wonton in front of Feng Qiyu, "I kept you waiting."

Feng Qiyu nodded politely to her grandma, picked up the chopsticks beside her and started eating.

The meal was very silent and fast, Shen Jimo put down his chopsticks and looked at Feng Qiyu eating, and said: "When you go back, go and apologize to Master!"

The plot has developed to this point, and he, the author of the original work, doesn't know where the plot will go in the future, but he always feels that as long as they are still together, Feng Qiyu will still have a home, and it won't be like the previous life. Although he He got everything, but he didn't even have a place where he could really feel at ease.

Feng Qiyu paused when she heard the movement of her hands, drank the last sip of soup in the bowl, raised her eyes to look at Shen Jimo, and asked back: "Senior brother, have you ever thought about leaving Qingfengmen one day?"

"Ah?" Shen Jimo was taken aback by his sudden question, and frowned slightly, "Why do you ask this suddenly?"

"We can all be on our own now, didn't senior brother think about going out on his own?" Feng Qiyu stared at him closely, "Or do you want to stay in Qingfengmen for the rest of your life?"

Shen Jimo has never thought about this question. From the beginning to the end, he thought that his plot should end at this point. He never thought about it... But no matter what happens in the future, for him, Qingfengmen is the only one he has. home.

Looking at Feng Qiyu with a smile on his head with one hand, Shen Jimo reached out to help him wipe some soup on the corner of his lips, "Is there anything wrong with staying in Qingfengmen? You, Shangluo, Zhou Ling... and Master all There!"

Feng Qiyu frowned, slapped his hand away, stood up abruptly, took out a silver ingot from her bosom, and threw it on the table.

Knowing that he was angry again, Shen Jimo hurriedly chased after him. After running out, he didn't forget to turn his head and smile at Grandma, "Thank you for the wontons."

Feng Qiyu didn't intend to wait for him, instead she quickened her pace. Shen Jimo ran for a long time before catching up with him, and reached out to grab his arm, "Why are you running so fast?"

Feng Qiyu glanced at him sideways, didn't say anything, and didn't slow down.

Shen Jimo, however, held onto him and refused to let go. He raised his eyes to look at his side face, thought for a while, and continued: "If you want to go out and venture out by yourself, you can! A man's ambition is everywhere!"

Hearing this, Feng Qiyu's eyes turned cold, and she sneered: "Aren't you a man?"

Shen Jimo didn't care, "I'm old and old, and I can't compare with you young people." He let go of Feng Qiyu, and said with a chuckle: "But no matter where you go or what you do in the future, if one day you If you want to come back, I will wait for you at Qingfengmen, I will always be your senior brother."

Feng Qiyu paused, and gave Shen Jimo a meaningful look.

When the two returned to the inn, Shang Luo and Zhou Ling were already up.

Seeing the two of them coming back from the outside together, Shang Luo was a little surprised, "You guys are..."

Shen Jimo was about to explain, but Feng Qiyu was one step ahead of him, "I just came back from eating outside." After speaking, he pulled him up, "Didn't you say you were resting with me? Let's go."

When did he say he wanted to rest with him?

Shen Jimo had a question mark on his face. Before he could ask, Shang Luo narrowed his eyes and looked at them, "Didn't senior brother just say this morning... that he is responsible for me?"

Hearing this, Shen Jimo immediately shook off Feng Qiyu's hand, ran over and covered Shang Luo's mouth.

It's one thing to be responsible, but quite another to say that in front of so many people.

After warning Shang Luo with his eyes, he turned his head to look at Feng Qiyu, only to see him walking in front of him with a gloomy face.

"What did he just say? What is he responsible for?" Feng Qiyu looked at Shen Jimo with a gloomy expression, waiting for his explanation.

Shang Luo looked at the two with a smile, seeing that Shen Jimo was embarrassed, even if Shen Jimo let go, he didn't say much, and watched in a good mood.

Facing Feng Qiyu's questioning, Shen Jimo felt a little guilty for no reason, and didn't know how to explain it.

"Shen Jimo!" Feng Qiyu suddenly raised his voice, which startled Shen Jimo.

He looked up at Feng Qiyu, suddenly grabbed his arm, and pulled him upstairs, "I'll talk to you when I go back to the room."

After Feng Qiyu gave Shang Luo a cold glance, she went straight upstairs with Shen Jimo.

Zhou Ling looked at them and couldn't help laughing: "Some people will use voyeurism, and some will use blindness. It's still unknown who will win the game!"

Shen Jimo heard the words, and when he passed by Zhou Ling, he gave him a hard look.

Zhou Ling waved at him innocently, and followed up helplessly, but in the end, he couldn't get in, and was locked out by Feng Qiyu.

Feng Qiyu looked at Shen Jimo coldly, waiting for a reasonable explanation from him.

Shen Jimo hesitated for a long time, but he didn't know where to start.

So, drinking is a mistake, isn't it?

Seeing Feng Qiyu's face getting more and more ugly, Shen Jimo simply gritted his teeth and told Feng Qiyu what happened this morning, and at the end he gave up on himself, "Why am I so messed up!" His younger brother!

Feng Qiyu's attention was on the hickey mentioned by Shen Jimo, and she quickly reached out and grabbed his hand, and pulled off his clothes involuntarily, "Has he touched you?"

His eyes flicked across a few hickey marks on his body, but there were no more than when he left last night, so he was slowly relieved.

"Hello?" Shen Jimo was taken aback by his sudden movement, he struggled to push Feng Qiyu away, and put on his clothes, "Why are you taking my clothes off, you're sick."

Feng Qiyu looked at Shen Jimo with deep eyes, "When you got up this morning, did you feel uncomfortable?"

Since he can leave no trace after finishing, then Shangluo can naturally do it too, but if he has done it, he will definitely feel something.

"It's so uncomfortable." Shen Jimo didn't understand the meaning of what it said at all. He only thought that he was sick again, and after hurriedly getting dressed, he escaped from the room.

Outside the door, Zhou Ling took time to watch him come out in panic, and said with a joke: "Brother, the peach blossoms are here."

Shen Jimo glared at him again, "Go and eat your meal!" Then, he went downstairs and opened a room for himself.

Feng Qiyu came out from behind, Zhou Ling laughed again and said, "Senior brother who got to the mouth, flew away."

Hearing this, Feng Qiyu glanced at him coldly, "It's not all because of you."

"What's none of my business?" He has never thought of the big brother!But when he thought that it was indeed because of him yesterday that Feng Qiyu did not bring Shen Jimo back, and thus what happened today, he couldn't help feeling a little guilty, "Okay! I know I was wrong, I'll go back to the room and face the wall now." After finishing speaking , immediately slipped back to his room.

He really never expected that Shang Luo would commit himself to the elder brother for revenge.

Closing the door quickly, Zhou Ling looked at Qing Wan and Xiao Yao who were having fun on the bed, and patted his chest, "It's so dangerous here! It's time, we should run away." He looked at the bed Xiaoyao walked over and touched its snake head, "Xiaoyao! I'm leaving, will you go with us? Or stay with your father?"

The little snake didn't understand Zhou Ling's words very well, so he vomited a snake letter to him with his head held high, "Where are you going? Are you not with my father?"

"No, we're going to travel around."

"Does Qing Wan leave too?" It looked at Qing Wan reluctantly.

Qing Wan stared at it, slowly climbed up to Zhou Ling's wrist, and spat a snake letter at it, the meaning was not clear.

"Okay!" Xiaoyao looked at them in disappointment, and changed into a cat sitting on the bed, "I'd better stay with my dad!" She said and wagged her tail, "Goodbye, Qingwan."

"Goodbye."

In the next few days, Shen Jimo lived like a thief. No matter who came to him during the day, he would shut them out. If he was really hungry at night, he would come out to look for food.

In the blink of an eye, it was the seventh day, the wedding day of Senior Brother Penglai Pavilion.

This day was still the same as usual, someone knocked on his door early in the morning.

Shen Jimo thought it was Shangluo or Feng Qiyu, so he ignored it until the person outside the door said:

"Excuse me, is the person living in it Senior Brother Shen Jimo of the Xuanling Sect?"

The voice was a little familiar, and Shen Jimo immediately thought of the little disciple who handed him the wedding invitation. After calculating the time, he remembered that they came this time to attend the wedding.

Busily got up to open the door, but saw Feng Qiyu and Shang Luo standing behind the little disciple, and felt awkward again, but he couldn't, so he could only bite the bullet and invite them in.

The little disciple bowed to them politely, "Big brother invited me to pick up some of you to enter the Penglai Pavilion."

Shen Jimo returned the same courtesy, nodded lightly, "I'm sorry."

After the three of them left the inn, Shen Jimo realized that Zhou Ling was nowhere to be seen, and hurriedly looked at Feng Qiyu, "Where's Zhou Ling?"

Feng Qiyu frowned, took a piece of paper from her pocket and gave it to him, "Let's go."

Shen Jimo took it over and took a look, good guy, there are only a few hasty words:

——I went out to travel, don't read it, senior brother.

Shen Jimo: "..."

Before he recovered from the shock of Zhou Ling's departure, his shoulders suddenly fell again, and Xiao Yao rubbed his head affectionately on his face, "Dad, I haven't seen you for a long time, I miss you so much."

Although the cat on his shoulder is very docile, Shen Jimo will never forget the scene of it slamming and turning into a snake. When facing it, he still has a little fear.But the little snake is too small, and it can't be too obvious. It can only stiffen its body and smile at it awkwardly, "I miss you too."

Seeing this, Feng Qiyu at the side took Xiaoyao from his shoulder and hugged it herself, "It's okay, don't jump on him."

Although it seemed to be just a casual remark, it made Shen Jimo feel very at ease.

It was already noon when the little disciple led them into the Penglai Pavilion.

At that time, the Penglai Pavilion was already full of guests. Shen Jimo glanced casually, and saw several familiar Taoist uniforms. They should all be from the sect that participated in the cultivation conference last time. Looking around, there were quite a few people , must have invited most of the people in the comprehension world, this ostentation is really not small.

He watched the crowd of people coming and going with great interest, thinking of his original purpose, and consciously or unintentionally looking for the red figure.

However, there were too many people, and he couldn't find them at all.

Forget it, when the auspicious time comes, they will always pay homage, right?See you later!

Thinking of this, he relaxed again, found a place at random and sat down.

Feng Qiyu was not interested in this kind of scene, so she found a nearby place to live, and silently looked at the crowd.

Shen Jimo had nothing to do, so he wanted to tease Feng Qiyu, so he asked him, "How do you feel about your ex-girlfriend getting married?"

Although Feng Qiyu couldn't understand what he said a little bit, but judging by his teasing expression, she knew that it must be something bad, so she said, "I don't feel it."

"Well, I didn't feel right. I will meet someone better than her in the future." When he looked into the crowd again, he finally saw the red figure, but it was the bride, not the groom.

Excitedly pulled Feng Qiyu, "Oh, let's go and have a look, and feel happy."

Feng Qiyu laughed when she heard the words, "Why don't senior brothers get married by themselves? Wouldn't it be more festive?"

"Me? Forget it! It's better to count on you than to count on me." Shen Jimo didn't hear what he meant, but suddenly realized that he had been here for so long and why he didn't see Shang Luo, he immediately tightened his heart and looked at Feng Qi Yu, "By the way, where is Shangluo? Have you seen him?"

Feng Qiyu shook her head, "He's not a child anymore, he won't get lost, you...don't worry."

This also makes sense.

Rekindling his interest, Shen Jimo pulled Feng Qiyu and squeezed into the crowd, "I'd like to see who this legendary elder brother is."

Finally squeezed into the front row of the crowd, he looked at the groom carefully, silently comparing with Feng Qiyu in his heart.

In terms of legs, it is not as long as Qi Yu from his family, in terms of face, it is not as good-looking as Qi Yu from his family, in terms of cultivation... He used his spiritual power to feel it, um... even he is not as good as him.

To sum up, Qian Xiyue is blind.

Disappointed, Shen Jimo had no other interest, "Okay, let's go back after we finish the wedding wine!"

Feng Qiyu nodded in agreement.

Shen Jimo actually didn't like this crowded place, so he ate a little casually and planned to leave, but the legendary elder brother came towards them with a wine glass in his hand.

However, what he was looking for was not himself.

Senior brother Penglai came to Feng Qiyu, poured a glass of wine for Feng Qiyu with a smirk, and then handed it to him, "This cup of respect to Feng Qiyu is only fulfilled by thanking Feng Qiyu for his kindness of not marrying." Me and Xiyue."

Feng Qiyu raised her eyes and glanced at him lightly, without saying a word, she drank the wine in the glass in one gulp.

Senior Brother Penglai finished toasting Feng Qiyu and turned to Shen Jimo, "This is a cup of respect to Senior Brother Shen, thank Senior Brother Chen for coming all the way to cheer on his disciples." He poured a glass of wine and handed it to Shen Jimo.

Shen Jimo took the wine, but hesitated a little.

He suffered too much from this wine in the past few times, and now he absolutely dare not touch this thing again.

Feng Qiyu seemed to see his thoughts, and reached out to take the wine in his hand, "My brother doesn't know how to drink, so I'll drink it for him."

Shen Jimo looked at him gratefully.

Brother Penglai didn't mind, he praised Feng Qiyu a few words, and then looked at Shen Jimo, "By the way, I have prepared a fireworks show for Xiyue tonight, and I ask Brother Shen to stay and accompany us Enjoy the beauty of this fireworks."

This……

He still wants to go back first!

However, at the wedding, he was not good at brushing off other people's face, so he could only reluctantly nodded, "Definitely."

With his affirmation, Big Brother Penglai left with a smile on his face, and went to entertain other guests.

After dinner, the front hall was noisy, and Shen Jimo was bored. He walked around Penglai Pavilion for a few times by himself, and finally waited until it was getting dark.

When he came to the front hall again, Feng Qiyu was already waiting for him in the front hall, and Shang Luo, who had been missing for a day, also came back.

Shang Luo smiled at him, "Brother."

"Where have you been?" Shen Jimo frowned indistinctly.

"Curiosity, I went around Penglai Pavilion."

"Oh..." Shen Jimo shouldn't have him, so he sat in the middle of the banquet and finished his dinner, then followed the instructions of Penglai's disciples and came to a high tower.

"The higher you stand, the clearer you can see the fireworks. Brother, let's go up a few floors!" Shang Luo seemed to be a little interested in the fireworks show, with a slight twinkle in his eyes.

Shen Jimo is the favorite of the cubs, so he would not refuse the request of the cubs. He nodded and followed them up against the wind, to the penultimate floor of the tower. The reason why he didn't go to the first floor, It was because the bride and groom were on that floor, and he was afraid that if he went, Qian Xiyue would be embarrassed when she saw Feng Qiyu.

This Penglai hospitality is really very polite, even if it is a fireworks show, tea rooms are set up between the towers on each floor for others to drink tea and have fun.

Shen Jimo found a seat by the window and sat down, and poured a cup of tea for each of them, "It should start right away! Shall we have some tea first?"

Shang Luo nodded, and sat next to Shen Jimo happily.

Feng Qiyu frowned imperceptibly, staring at the two people who were too close.

Shen Jimo didn't pay attention to these small details, and drank the tea in the cup in one gulp, only to hear a "bang" outside, which was the sound of fireworks exploding in the sky.

Shang Luo seemed a little excited, and took Shen Jimo's hand, "Look, brother."

It looks like I'm back in my childhood.

Shen Jimo chuckled, and looked around that day, and saw the bright red fireworks exploding in the sky like red lotuses in full bloom, and then falling slowly, it was too beautiful to behold.

"It's quite beautiful." He looked at the fireworks, his eyes flickered slightly.

He suddenly thought of the scene of setting off fireworks at home every Spring Festival. At that time, he was still young and dared not set off alone. It was his father who encouraged him, gave him a stick of incense, and asked him to light fireworks.Later, my father was always very busy, and he didn't even have time to accompany him to set off fireworks during the Chinese New Year, so he could only set off by himself.Whenever he sees the gorgeous fireworks exploding in the sky, he always thinks of his father.

With a "bang", another cluster of fireworks exploded on the horizon. This cluster of fireworks is different from other fireworks. It did not fall quickly after exploding on the horizon, but slowly merged into a line on the horizon, which is' A hundred years together'.Another cluster of fireworks exploded in the sky, and they gathered together to form "grow old forever". After that, many such blessings were blasted out one after another.

At this moment, even Shen Jimo had to admire this Penglai senior brother, who really spent a lot of effort for Qian Xiyue.

The fireworks exploded in the sky for an hour, and everyone was in high spirits. Seeing that it was coming to an end, the last sentence:

——Xiyue I love you

finally bloomed in the sky.

It seems that the ancient people were not inferior to modern people in terms of romance.

Shen Jimo chuckled, and when he looked at the sky again, he saw the red Xiyue I love you five characters blooming in the sky, which had not dissipated for a long time. When he was thinking about what the fireworks were made of, the blood The red fireworks immediately fell from the sky, leaving scarlet everywhere they went.

That is……

Before he could see what it was, suddenly, countless men in black appeared from the sky. They were all dressed in black robes, covered their faces with black scarves, had chains on their hands and feet, and a tattoo of a flower on the back of their right hand. Red plum imprint.

These people are...

Deadpool?

Shen Jimo turned his head in disbelief and looked at Feng Qiyu, only to see that Feng Qiyu was also looking up at him with a serious expression on his face, but after a while, there were shouts and wailing all around.

How could there be a Deadpool?

Before he could think about it too much, dead servants came from the windows on all sides and attacked Shen Jimo.

Shen Jimo was startled, and with five fingers he wanted to summon his sword, but he was so lonely that he forgot that he had given the sword to someone else.In desperation, he could only fight with his bare hands. Unexpectedly, as soon as he used his spiritual energy, he suddenly felt a suffocation in his chest, a sweetness in his throat, and suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Senior brother!" Seeing this, Feng Qiyu and Shang Luo opened their mouths in unison, rushing straight to him from both sides.

Shang Luo finally caught the fainting Shen Jimo one step faster than Feng Qiyu, hurriedly shook Shen Jimo, and said anxiously: "Brother, are you alright?"

There was a fishy sweet smell gushing out of his throat, Shen Jimo forcibly swallowed this feeling, supported Shang Luo to stand up slowly, and looked around, but saw that many people were in the same shape as him, some with shallow cultivation, and then He lost his life directly, and those with higher cultivation bases can last for a while.

This is how the same thing?

Shen Jimo looked around, busy looking for Feng Qiyu's trace.

In the original text, only Feng Qiyu's succubus blood can raise dead servants. Why does Feng Qiyu in this life have already been cultivated by him to be the leader of the cultivation world, and these dead servants will appear again?

Not far from him, Feng Qiyu frowned tightly, holding a sword in one hand and making a tactic with the other, fighting against a dead waiter.

Xu Shi felt Shen Jimo's gaze, and after a sweep, he turned his gaze to Shen Jimo again.

Looking at each other, Shen Jimo's heart is very complicated.

If Feng Qiyu has been lying to him, even if he can't find out, it's impossible for the system to find out, right?

What went wrong?

Shen Jimo's mind was already in a mess, and he didn't even notice that someone was attacking behind him. Shang Luo had to wrap his arms around him to prevent him from falling, and fight other deadpools with the other hand, so he had no time to care about other things.

The pupils of Feng Qiyu's eyes shrank, and he quickly released his spiritual energy to shake away all the dead servants around him, and then threw the sword at Shen Jimo.

Shen Jimo wanted to reach out to pick it up, but at this moment, he was so poisoned that he didn't even have the strength to raise his hand.

He watched as Ban Mo flew towards him, and at the moment when he was about to pierce his body, he suddenly flew upwards and stabbed the dead waiter behind him with a sword.

There was only a muffled hum, followed by the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground.

Feng Qiyu flew over, supported his shoulders, and pushed Shang Luo away, "Get out." Then she hugged Shen Jimo in her arms, "How is it?"

Shang Luo was staggered by his push. He wanted to argue with him, but more dead servants attacked him. In desperation, he could only let go of his personal grudges and deal with those dead waiters first, and beat Shen Jimo to death. Give it to Feng Qiyu.

Shen Jimo looked up at him, just about to speak, but suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood, which stained Feng Qiyu's clothes.

His little boy loves being clean the most. He must be angry if he gets his clothes dirty like this?

He stretched out his hand, wanting to wipe the spit out blood for him, but felt that his eyes were getting darker and darker.

It seems...he could not escape the death of Huang Quan after all...

Feng Qiyu hugged him anxiously, "Brother, wake up, don't sleep!"

During this period, a dead waiter attacked him, he raised his head suddenly, hugged Shen Jimo tightly in his arms, and said two words silently, the dead waiter's eyes turned red, and he slowly retreated to the window.

Deadpool retreated, and the surroundings were in a mess. Shang Luo finally had time to look at Shen Jimo's situation, but before meeting Shen Jimo, Feng Qiyu gave him a cold look, "Get out."

Shang Luo frowned, didn't step forward, but didn't show weakness, "If you want him to die, you can just hold him like this until dawn." But at this time, it wasn't the time for them to argue, for Shen Jimo, he still gave in Ruan, glanced at the teacup by the table, walked over, dipped Shen Jimo's unfinished tea with his fingertips, put it under his nose and smelled it, then frowned and looked at Feng Qiyu, "It's Soul Eater Pill." .”

Feng Qiyu was taken aback when she heard the words, and slowly lowered her eyes to look at Shen Jimo in her arms.

Soul Devouring Pill is a very precious poison of the demon race. It needs to be brewed from the blood of the succubus and one hundred kinds of the most poisonous poisons in the six worlds. Only one can be refined every thousand years. It is specially used to deal with the cultivators. Those of these upper realm monks in the world are colorless and odorless, and just a little bit can devour their spiritual power. If they want to force their spirits, the poison will break out and kill people instantly.

Why is it Soul Eater Pill?

Feng Qiyu held Shen Jimo's hand tightly, and Shen looked at Shen Jimo.

"I'm going to send a sound transmission to the master now, to see if he can save the senior brother." Shang Luo stretched out his hand to make a tactic as he said.

"No need." Feng Qiyu closed her eyes, then slowly broke away, looked at Shen Jimo softly, slowly picked him up, and came to Shang Luo, "Take him back to Qingfengmen quickly, and find a way to let Luo ...Let Master continue his life, I... Come as soon as I go." He never took his eyes off Shen Jimo's face while speaking.

Shang Luo reached out to take it, and stared at him blankly, "What... do you want to do?"

Feng Qiyu looked up at him and frowned, "It's none of your business, it's enough for you to do your own thing." As he said that, he turned around, walked to the window sill, and looked back at Shangluo, "You must Continue his life until I come back, otherwise..." He suddenly turned his eyes cold, "I will kill you."

Shang Luo was not afraid of his threats, but this was not the time to quarrel with him. For the first time, he nodded towards Feng Qiyu.

After Feng Qiyu got the answer she wanted, she looked at Shen Jimo again, then jumped lightly and jumped off the tower.

After Feng Qiyu's aura completely disappeared, Shang Luo withdrew his eyes from the window, looked down at Shen Jimo in his arms, and softened his brows.Seeing the blood on the corner of his lips, it reached out to wipe it off for him, then lowered its eyes, "Brother, don't blame me."

Shang Luo took Shen Jimo back to Qingfengmen overnight. When Qingfengmen arrived, it was still dark. Because of the emergency, he gave Luo Qingchen a sound transmission technique a long time ago, so when he entered the Immortal Residence, he was not affected by anyone. The barrier of the enchantment, even Luo Qingchen stood at the door and waited for them.

Luo Qingchen frowned and looked at Shen Jimo in Shang Luo's arms, and brought him into the Immortal Residence with a wave of his hand, then looked at Shang Luo, "Leave the rest to the deity, you go back first!"

Shang Luo was a little worried about Shen Jimo's condition, frowning and reluctant to leave, "I..."

"He will be fine, you go back first!" After finishing speaking, Luo Qingchen stopped talking, swung his whisk, turned around and entered the Immortal Residence, and then opened the barrier of the Immortal Residence.

No matter how unwilling Shang Luo was, he couldn't get in at this moment, so he could only sigh softly and leave Shenxianju.

After returning to Ewha House, the formerly bustling Ewha House was abnormally cold at the moment, he just went out for a while, and when he came back, he was the only one left.

Shang Luo looked up at the pear tree in the courtyard, it was already autumn now, without the blessing of magic, the leaves on this tree would have almost fallen off, falling to yellow leaves all over the ground.

"What will you do next year today?" He slowly said to Li Shu.

For a long time after that, Shang Luo went to Shenxianju every day, but the result he got was always being rejected. This is like Shen Jimo who had been running to Shenxianju many years ago when Luo Qingchen was going to retreat. ah!

With a chuckle, Shang Luo returned to Lihuaju, and looked at the courtyard again, and there was another field of leaves.

Is this the first time?

He couldn't remember clearly, so he counted the days carefully and found that, in fact, only a month and a half had passed.

Luo Qingchen kept preventing him from seeing Shen Jimo, but it made him even more worried.

On this day, Shang Luo made up his mind to see Shen Jimo, so he got up early in the morning and came to the Immortal Residence, but unexpectedly, he saw the figure he hadn't seen for a long time.

It's Feng Qiyu.

After more than a month, he seemed to be a little different, and he seemed to be the same as before. At this moment, he was standing outside the Immortal Residence, waiting for Luo Qingchen to meet him. When he saw Shangluo, he didn't say hello, and didn't blink Looking at the fairy house.

After a while, the enchantment of Shenxianju opened, Feng Qiyu was overjoyed and rushed in, while Shang Luo, who had been tense for more than a month, slowly let go.

Feng Qiyu followed Shen Jimo's breath to find Luo Qingchen's room, saw that Luo Qingchen who was sitting beside him was too late to salute, so she sat on the side of Shen Jimo's bed, took out a pill from her bosom, and fed it In Shen Jimo's mouth.

Shen Jimo couldn't swallow, and he didn't avoid suspicion. He immediately leaned down, aimed at his lips, and pushed the medicine into his throat. He didn't let him go until he confirmed that Shen Jimo had swallowed the pill.

Luo Qingchen sat and watched, without reprimanding or stopping him, only waited for him to finish all this, and slowly got up with a flick of the whisk.

Feng Qiyu knew that he was about to cast a spell, so she immediately stepped aside and stared at the person on the bed.

Luo Qingchen used the spirit as an intermediary to cast spells all over Shen Jimo's body, forcing out all the venom that had already invaded his internal organs.

This is a long process, and Shen Jimo is conscious during this process. The feeling of forcing poison from the internal organs is really uncomfortable. The pain is so painful that Shen Jimo can't help but breathe out softly even unconsciously. .

It wasn't until the sun set and night fell that the spell was completely over. At that time, Shen Jimo was fine, but Luo Qingchen couldn't stand anymore.

Seeing this, Shang Luo hurried forward to support him, "Master, you..."

Before he could finish his sentence, Luo Qingchen made a stop gesture to him, "Go and see your senior brother."

Shang Luo was still a little worried when he heard the words, and after supporting Luo Qingchen to sit aside, he went to look at Shen Jimo.

On the bed, Shen Jimo frowned and slowly opened his eyes. What he saw was still the snow-white gauze.

It seems that he... still hasn't been able to go back!

He got up slowly, but he was a little weak, as if his whole body was falling apart, he couldn't exert any strength at all, and seeing that he was about to lie down again, he supported him with both hands, and gently dragged him up.

Feng Qiyu's tenderness is like water, and her movements are so light that it seems that if she uses too much force, she will break him, "Senior Brother." He called him softly, "How do you feel?"

Although it is gratifying and congratulatory for the cub to care about him, but... what is wrong with such a gentle and watery appearance?

Shen Jimo couldn't help shivering, and looked at Feng Qiyu as if he had seen a ghost. Although he was powerless, he tried his best to shrink back into the bed, "You, you, you, you, you must be possessed by a ghost!"

Usually, if he said this, Feng Qiyu would definitely scold him.But this time, unexpectedly, not only did Feng Qiyu not hate him, but her eyelashes wet, and she hugged him into her arms, "It's a good thing you're fine, fortunately you're fine."

Feng Qiyu put her head on Shen Jimo's shoulder, Shen Jimo couldn't see his expression, but the wet touch on his shoulder made him startled.

He slowly put his arms around Feng Qiyu, and asked in disbelief: "Qi Yu, are you... crying?"

Feng Qiyu didn't say a word, she buried her head on his shoulder for a long time, then raised her head, still with her usual frivolous appearance, she slightly curled her lips and said: "Do you think it's possible?"

Shen Jimo breathed a sigh of relief, raised his head and straightened his messy bangs, "Yes, how could you cry for me!"

Feng Qiyu slowly lowered the corners of her raised lips, although her face was cold, she also breathed a sigh of relief.

Only now did Shen Jimo have the time to look at others, seeing Luo Qingchen's face was extremely pale, his heart immediately tightened, and when he thought about it, he felt powerless for a while.

Luo Qingchen knew what he was going to say, waved his hand, slowly closed his eyes and said: "This deity just spent a lot of spiritual power, and it will be fine in a few days, you don't have to worry," he slowly opened his eyes, looked To Shen Jimo, "I'm exhausted. If you have nothing to do, you can step down."

Shen Jimo still wanted to care about him, but the master issued an order to expel the guest, and he saw that the master was indeed very tired, so he couldn't say much, and finally lay down on the bed and saluted him, "The disciple then retreated." Get off, master, rest well, and the disciple will come to see you tomorrow."

Luo Qingchen nodded lightly.

However, that being said, he withdrew, but...he really couldn't go down the mountain alone!Just when she was about to cast a look of help to one of the two, Feng Qiyu took the lead in reaching out to lift him up from the bed.

Shen Jimo reflexively stretched out his arms to wrap his arms around his neck. After realizing it, he was a little embarrassed. For a while, he didn't know whether to continue holding on or let it go.

Feng Qiyu looked down at him, blinked slowly, at such a close distance, Shen Jimo could see Feng Qi clearly