Turn the villain into a sweetie

The monsters have gained a lot.

Yu Bolan could only suspend his thoughts for a while, and went forward to count the ores and herbs brought back by the demons.

"Yu Lin, remember," he ordered while nodding, "Most of these things will be left to you in the future."

"Remember to check the market price," he said.

Yalin stepped forward, nodded slightly, and nodded.

Huai Mo, who was setting up the formation, glanced at them.

After finishing sorting the goods, Yu Bolan straightened up, made some calculations, and handed the Lingshi to Granny Mole according to the market price: "You should share it with them."

Granny Mole bowed her head respectfully and took it.

After handing over the Lingshi, Yu Bolan became poor again.

He first put the goods brought back by the monster into the storage bag, sighed, straightened up, and looked at the leader of the team, the monster.

It is a middle-aged frog monster.

"Did something happen today?" He asked the monster, "Did someone use a space talisman?"

The leading frog demon was stunned, and shook his head: "No, benefactor, everything is quite normal today."

"Be careful," Yu Bolan frowned, "Recently, your demon species...may not be safe?"

"Croak?" The frog monster opened its mouth wide.

"In this way, from tomorrow onwards, those who want to go out can go out," Yu Bolan thought for a while, then sighed, "Those who are afraid of accidents can choose not to go."

"How did this happen?" The frog demon said quickly, "Everyone finally found a way to earn spirit stones."

"He said it all," Huai Mo's clear voice suddenly came from behind, "it was voluntary."

Hearing this, Yu Bolan looked up, only to see Huai Mo turning around from the wall, holding a sword flower with one hand, put away the sword, and walked over.

"You can go if you want." He glanced at the frog and walked to Yu Bolan's side.

The frog lowered its head, answered, turned and ran away.

"Are you done?" Yu Bolan looked at Huai Mo, smiled, and stretched out his hand to brush the hair on his forehead behind his ears, "Are you tired?"

Huai Mo froze for a moment, turned his head away, took a deep breath, and then looked at Granny Mole.

"The formation is finished," he said, "Cultivators at or below the out-of-body stage cannot break through."

Out of body period...

Yu Bolan became even more depressed.

I am now in a small out of body period.

Granny Mole nodded and saluted, "Thank you, benefactor."

Huai Mo ignored her, but turned his gaze to Yu Bolan.

But he saw Yu Bolan's unlovable face.

"What's wrong with you?" Huai Mo frowned, stepped forward, looked up at him, "Are you not satisfied?"

"No, no," Yu Bolan came back to his senses, smiled at Huai Mo, and rubbed his head, "Huai Xiaomo did a great job, thank you for your hard work, you have helped me a lot."

Hearing what he said, Huai Mo's expression softened slightly.

But after a while, he frowned again: "But I can't stop that Anze..."

"Go back and talk," Yu Bolan interrupted him suddenly, took his hand, and said to Granny Mole, "Let's say goodbye first, Granny."

Granny Mole returned a salute, smiled and nodded at them.

The two turned and left.

Yalin followed.

"Yu Lin," Granny Mole called her suddenly, "don't be impulsive."

Ya Lin paused, did not look back, and followed.

Granny Mole sighed.

The two returned home.

"What's wrong with you?" As soon as he entered the room, Huai Mo took off his disguise and immediately asked Yu Bolan, "You just started, something is wrong."

Yu Bolan also took off the disguise, thought for a moment, and suddenly said: "From now on, you don't need to change your appearance when you go out."

Huai Mo frowned: "What?"

Yu Bolan hooked his lips: "I thought about it just now, and suddenly felt that it is unnecessary."

"I originally wanted to take it slow and keep a low profile." Yu Bolan turned his head to look at him, "I can't do it now, I don't have enough time."

"Why is there not enough time?" Huai Mo frowned impatiently, "You explain clearly to me."

"It's no big deal, it can be resolved," Yu Bolan said "tsk", and suddenly stepped forward, holding Huai Mo's face with both hands, "Don't worry, don't worry."

Huai Mo looked at him with a sullen face, pursed his lips and did not speak.

"Can I kiss you?" Yu Bolan smiled at him, with a rising voice, "I just held it in for a long time."

Huai Mo blushed: "You are presumptuous!"

That being said, he still didn't break free and stood there obediently.

"Is that okay?" Yu Bolan started to tease him, "Just give him a kiss."

"You..." Huai Mo gritted his teeth and looked at him. After a while, he slowly closed his eyes, "There's so much nonsense."

Yu Bolan hooked his lips, put one arm around his waist, and covered him.

Huai Mo was startled, as if frightened, he opened his eyes, their eyes were a little empty, then he realized something, and closed them again.

He began to respond awkwardly.

Maybe it was because the two were too close and squeezed into the dumpling, and the dumpling poked out a small head from the cloak: "Dad—"

Yu Bolan immediately freed one hand, and quickly threw the dumpling onto the bed behind him.

Then he continued to hug Huai Mo and continued to kiss.

Tuanzi looked at the two entangled with each other, dumbfounded.

"Hmm..." After an unknown amount of time, Huai Mo hummed lightly, and Yu Bolan left him.

Huai Mo blushed so badly, his eyes were a little wandering at this moment, and he hadn't recovered yet.

Yu Bolan looked at him, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, and then, while he wasn't paying attention, he leaned down and gave him two mouthfuls on his left and right cheeks.

These two strokes were regarded as a wake-up call for Huai Mo.

"You..." Huai Mo stared straight at him, "Didn't you just say it..."

"I'm cheating," Yu Bolan still put his arms around him, and hugged him tightly, "Just kiss."

Huai Mo lowered his head.

"You're shameless," he said.

Yu Bolan looked down at him for a while, smiled, then let go of him, leaning back slightly.

Well, it's ok, and enough is enough.

But just when he was about to talk about something serious, Huai Mo suddenly raised his head, leaned over, gently wiped his cheek with his lips, and dropped an unseemly kiss.

Yu Bolan froze for a moment, then the corners of his mouth uncontrollably curled up, and the depression in his heart disappeared a lot.

"Happy now?" Huai Mo withdrew his body, stood up straight, and looked at him indifferently.

Then he said, "Do you like...and me...?"

"What?" Yu Bolan, who was immersed in the pink bubbles, didn't hear clearly.

"It's nothing," Huai Mo coughed lightly, "it's nothing."

"Okay, it's time to talk about business," Yu Bolan restrained his emotions, cleared his throat, and finally couldn't hold back, "Can I hug you and talk?"

Huai Mo: ...

"No." Huai Mo's face darkened.

Yu Bolan smiled.

After thinking for a while, he decided to get straight to the point: "Do you know... Ji Ang?"

Ji'ang is the name of the main character in the original text.

Huai Mo's face changed, and he suddenly looked up at him, his expression suddenly tensed.

"I know, I know, don't be angry," Yu Bolan saw him like this, and couldn't care less, she hurried forward, put her arms around him, and patted him on the back, "Listen to me, Huai Xiaomo, listen to what I have to say."

"Why do you know him..." Huai Mo clenched his fists, closed his eyes slightly, bit his lips, his body trembling, "Are you the same as them..."

In the original text, the protagonist Long Aotian often framed Huaimo for the secret treasure of chance.

"Are you also here to play tricks on me?" Huai Mo opened his eyes "shua", "Like them, come to see my jokes?"

If it is true...then he...

Blood oozes from Huai Mo's lips.

But he... has already fallen into it.

"Stop, stop!" Yu Bolan couldn't stand it anymore, quickly cupped his face and opened his mouth, "Don't think about it, Ji An is my enemy, I'm with you, Huai Xiaomo, remember Stay here."

Huai Mo is the villain in the book, and the protagonist Ji An is his enemy.

As Huai Mo's...boyfriend, it is reasonable for him to say that Ji An is also his enemy.

"Ah yes, don't forget." Seeing Huai Mo still staring at him, Yu Bolan hurriedly said, "Isn't your Gu worm still in my body? Think about it, don't Don't worry, I won't hurt you."

"Then tell me," Huai Mo paused, "Why do you know him?"

Yu Bolan frowned.

He didn't want to lie to Huai Mo.

"Can I say it?" He asked the system, "Say your existence."

"It's best not to," the system replied, "This violates the rules of the world, and I can't say what will happen. I will bear the consequences."

Sure enough... can't you say it?

"Ah, because he killed my whole family." Yu Bolan started talking nonsense.

"Ah." Huai Mo was dumbfounded.

Yu Bolan was expressionless: "Yes, he killed my whole family, and before he left, he said something like "Don't bully the young and poor", and then he reported his name, because of him, I was homeless and had to go to Yuan Xizong worked as a small handyman. "

"He is my enemy."

Justified and convincing.

Huai Mo was stunned for a moment.

Reminiscent of Ji Ang's character, it is indeed possible to do such a thing.

"But..." Huai Mo looked at him, "He probably doesn't have this ability."

How could such a small Golden Core cultivator have such great ability.

"That's exactly what I want to say," Yu Bolan felt relieved when he saw that he had stabilized, "You know, Luo Lingjiaman? Huai Xiaomo."

Huai Mo frowned, shook his head: "I don't know."

"Luolinga vine is a weapon outside the plant," Yu Bolan slowly explained, "It's purple, with spikes, and a kind of vine with runes on it."

Huai Mo lowered his eyes and remained silent, as if thinking of something, he suddenly raised his head.

"That day, there was such a vine wrapped around Ji An's wrist," Yu Bolan said slowly, "this bloodthirsty vine."

Huai Mo opened his mouth: "Anze..."

"You noticed it too?" Yu Bolan smiled at him, "The wound on Yang An's wrist is exactly the same as what I saw back then."

"Yang'an was killed by Luo Lingjiaman."

"Luo Ling Jia Man is in the hands of An Ze."

"Ji'ang, has the same Luo Linggaman as Anze."

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recovery day