Turn the villain into a sweetie

Seeing Huai Mo stop, Yu Bolan thought secretly that there was something going on in his heart, so he hurriedly hit the iron while the iron was hot: "It's done, even if you kill me, brother, it's useless, why don't I take brother to find the Excalibur, brother, do you know Mao Mijian?"

Huai Mo looked at him for a long time, frowned and thought for a long time before slowly opening his mouth: "The head of the four great swords."

"That's right," Yu Bolan nodded, "It's that sword that I want to take Xiongtai to look for."

Huai Mo walked up to him, looked down at him, and said in a cold tone, "Where is Mao Mijian?"

Yu Bolan's tone rose slightly, recalling the plot in the book: "Zetian Mansion, the center of the Broken Dream Secret Realm."

Huai Mo paused, then lowered his body: "What did you say?"

"The Secret Realm of Broken Dreams has been closed for thousands of years." Seeing that he was interested, Yu Bolan breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly explained, "The next time it will be opened is undecided, but it should be in the near future. I am very sure, Mao Mijian is there, and I also know how to crack the mystery of the secret realm."

"But how do I know?" Huai Mo squatted down slowly, put his hand around his neck, and exerted a little force, "You didn't lie to me?"

No, come again?

Yu Bolan simply gave up struggling, and closed his eyes directly to wait for death, but after waiting for a long time, the expected suffocation did not appear for a long time, and what was replaced was a blocked feeling in the throat.

He clutched his neck violently and retched: "You... What did you eat for me?"

Huai Mo let go of him, stood up, and turned around: "Gu worm."

Huai Mo had suffered all kinds of betrayal and humiliation, so naturally he would not trust anyone easily.

[Congratulations to the host, the current blackening value of the target task is: 73, and the collapsed state has been lifted. Due to the decrease in the favorite value of the task target, the host's current cultivation level is: Mahayana. 】

Yu Bolan pursed his lips, lowered his head slightly, put his finger on his throat, and activated his ability. On the other side, he still asked with a painful face, "What Gu worm?"

"Simei," Huai Mo replied, without the slightest ups and downs in his tone, "Once you think wrongly, the Gu poison in your body will explode, and the Gu insects will quickly eat your internal organs, and you will suffer the pain of heart-biting pain." Die of pain."

"I found this Gu worm in the extreme north." His tone was calm, but full of warning, "There is only one in this world, there is no antidote, so don't have unrealistic ideas. "

"If I find the Mao Mi Sword for you, will you detoxify me?" Yu Bolan asked.

"I said it," Huai Mo repeated blankly, "there is no antidote."

Yu Bolan paused slightly with his hand on his throat, his expression a bit complicated.

It wasn't because he was afraid of this Gu worm, but because he transformed the Gu worm the moment it entered his body.

Transformed into a Daniel chocolate diamond candy, the aftertaste is quite good.

He can really spoil things. In one day, he destroyed two unique treasures in the world.

He touched his nose and sighed.

However, we can't let Huai Mo know about the Gu worm. According to this guy's temperament, once he knows that he has lost control, he might be able to tear him apart.

When he was thinking about something, the dumpling in his arms twisted, as if worried about him.

He looked at the panda cub, and then remembered. He looked at Huai Mo, raised the dumpling in front of him, and smiled: "Don't you look at it? It's your sword."

Huai Mo turned his head, leaned back, frowned, his face full of impatience: "No need—"

He was half-sentenced when he suddenly stopped.

Tuanzi looked at him, danced happily, opened his mouth and shouted: "Mom, hug—"

"Mythical beast..." Huai Mo was unmoved, just looked at it, his eyes flashed with shock, his lips trembled slightly, "How could this be?"

"What kind of beast?" Yu Bolan was taken aback, and looked at the dumpling, "You say this panda cub is a mythical beast?"

"Sword spirit," Huai Mo's eyes darkened, "That sword has a sword spirit."

Yu Bolan paused, and then understood.

Ganqing Panda Cub was transformed by a sword spirit, and that sword became Panda Cub's divine animal bloodline.

I didn't expect that the ability I activated in a hurry would have unexpected gains.

"Then it's fine," Yu Bolan smiled at him, feeling a little guilty, "It shouldn't be a loss to exchange a divine sword for a divine beast... right?"

Huai Mo's eyes were deep, he looked at the dumpling quietly, and then glanced at Yu Bolan: "Your cultivation level is not yet established, what did you do to it?"

Yu Bolan was taken aback for a moment, and then understood that it was the system that covered up his cultivation.

"Maybe it's because my cultivation method is quite special," Yu Bolan expected him to ask such a question, and said nonsense, "Well, this is a very strange cultivation method, which has been lost. I brought it out of my mother's womb, and others have also learned it. Won't."

Huai Mo's eyes darkened, he lowered his eyes, and didn't ask any further questions.

Yu Bolan slightly raised his eyes and looked at Huai Mo. Although the person in front of him threatened his life and had a bad temper, he had to admit that Huai Mo was the most beautiful person he had ever met.

The beauty's downcast eyes are really lovable.

"Look again," Huai Mo's tone was serious, and he slapped him angrily, "I just gouged out your eyes."

Yu Bolan quickly turned his head to avoid it, but he was still a step too late, and his cheek was scratched by the breath.

"I'm sorry, brother," Yu Bolan lowered his head, but the corners of his mouth were raised, "I was the one who was abrupt."

Huai Mo turned around and left, his voice still as piercing as ice: "You have no right to call me brother, from now on, I am your master, and you are my slave, if you lie a little bit, I will definitely It will make your life worse than death."

He paused slightly, turned his head, and ordered Yu Bolan: "Follow."

Holding the little panda in his arms, Yu Bolan followed Huai Mo bitterly, walking hard on the path in the forest.

They looked like a pair of orphans and widows who were abandoned by a heartless man.

They didn't know how long they had been walking in this forest, Yu Bolan only felt a dull pain in his chest that had been kicked by Huai Mo before.He tried to lift his spiritual power, but it was useless.

"System system," he tried to tap the system, "how do monks usually mobilize spiritual power to heal injuries?"

The system does not respond.

Yu Bolan sighed, raised his head, only to see Huai Mo walking in front of him without looking back, without any intention of pausing.

He was still suffering from internal injuries, and he probably wouldn't last long after walking like this.

"Brother...Brother," Yu Bolan finally said, "Where are we going?"

Huai Mo turned his head slightly, his tone was still cold: "Call me master."

The corners of Yu Bolan's mouth twitched, but he still smiled and drew out the tone: "Master—human."

Huai Mo didn't turn his head back, he spat out two words like gold: "Seek revenge."

Seeing that he was relieved, Yu Bolan leaned against the tree, slid to the ground, covered his mouth, and coughed up blood: "If I don't become the master, if I continue walking, I will die on the way."

Hearing this, Huai Mo finally stopped in his tracks, turned around and looked at him with disgust in his tone: "Useless things."

[Beep——It is detected that the favorite value has dropped, and the current favorite value is -40]

Ah this...

Yu Bolan was a little helpless, and could only try to explain: "Master, you kicked me with an internal injury before, and I went on the road without adjusting my breath... Or do you have any healing medicines or walking aids, master?"

Huai Mo lowered his head and remained silent.

Only now did Yu Bolan come to his senses, wishing to give himself a slap in the face.

How could he forget that Huai Mo is a swordsman.

Jianxiu has a straight personality and a two-faced personality. All his money is used to raise swords. He loves swords like his life.

But casual cultivators like Huai Mo are probably really poor and penniless.

Thinking of this, Yu Bolan couldn't help feeling a little guilty, and rubbed the dumpling in his arms carelessly with both hands.

The atmosphere was a little awkward.

Huai Mo stood there, silent for a moment, and suddenly said slowly: "I could have flown with the sword."

For some reason, Yu Bolan could hear a trace of grievance in his cold tone.

He sighed, softened his tone, and said soothingly, "Okay, it's all my fault. Didn't I promise to make up for it? I will definitely lead you to find the Excalibur."

Huai Mo lowered his eyes and said nothing.

At this moment, the ground suddenly shook twice, and the trees in front trembled violently.

Huai Mo turned his body sideways and put on a guarded look.Yu Bolan also stood up from the ground, staring at the direction of the vibration.

"Monster?" Yu Bolan asked.

Huai Mo turned his head and made a silent movement.

Yu Bolan shut up obediently, but felt something was wrong.

Even if it was a monster, the movement was too loud.

A black shadow suddenly jumped out, Huai Mo's eyes were sharp and his hand was quick, and the black shadow landed on the ground. Yu Bolan leaned over to look, and saw that it was an enlarged version of a bat.

"Just one?" Yu Bolan raised his eyebrows, "This is too..."

Huai Mo directly covered his mouth.

The vibration in the distance has not stopped yet, Huai Mo's expression is ugly.

However, Yu Bolan was distracted by other things at this time.

Huai Mo's hands are very cold, with long and fair fingers, and there are calluses left by holding swords all year round on the tiger's mouth, but they are not rough at all, but reveal a faint fragrance, which is fascinating.

Yu Bolan secretly complained in his heart, what is a big man doing so fragrant?

Huai Mo suddenly pushed him hard, regaining his mind. He was about to say something when he heard Huai Mo utter a short but powerful syllable: "Run!"

When he came back to his senses, Huai Mo had disappeared.

Yu Bolan was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously looked back, only to see that all the trees behind him were broken, and a large number of monsters rushed towards him.

His pupils trembled, and he turned around and ran away.

It's a beast tide! !

He put the panda cub on his shoulder and said while running, "Tuanzi, hold on tight, don't fall!"

Tuanzi responded in a childish voice: "Okay——"

Yu Bolan dexterously shuttled among the branches like an ape, always able to find a foothold before the beast tide arrived. He landed steadily on a tree after a few ups and downs. The beast tide was heading in the opposite direction rush.

"Good luck." He wiped the sweat from his brow and stood upright on the tree. "It doesn't look like it's coming for me."

etc!What about Huai Mo?

He frowned, lowered his body, and looked at the place where the beast horde gathered, only to see a black figure struggling through the beast horde, unable to cope.

Isn't that person Huai Mo?Is the beast tide heading towards him?

Yu Bolan suddenly felt bad. Huai Mo lost his sword because of him, and his combat power plummeted. At this time, facing the siege of the beasts, he seemed to be struggling.

He looked around, thought for a while, broke off a branch that was as long as an arm, rounded his arms, and shouted: "Catch it!"

Huai Mo turned his head sharply, stretched out his right hand, and firmly caught the sword. With a wave, he drew a sword flower, and a "sword energy" directly drove back a wave of beasts.

As expected of a sword cultivator, even if he holds a branch in his hand, he can still play like a tiger.

"Dad! Dad!" Tuanzi's voice brought him back to his thoughts. He turned his head and saw Tuanzi eagerly grabbing and pulling him, his voice was crying, "Hurry up and save mom!"

"Don't worry, he won't die." Yu Bolan patted it reassuringly, and then put his hand on the tree beside him. The tree gradually disappeared, and he jumped onto another tree.

He poured spiritual power into his hands, raised the newly transformed Gatlin in his hands, and smiled at the corner of his mouth: "Let him suffer for a while—who made him hurt me?"