Turn the villain into a sweetie

"Master," Yu Bolan smiled at him, stretched out his hand to block the branch, "it's me."

Huai Mo was startled, as if he had just recovered, he took half a step back, still looking at him warily, like a frightened cat.

"Here you are," he handed over the sword, smiling nonchalantly as if he hadn't seen the corpse on the ground, "Look what I got for you?"

Huai Mo lowered his eyes slightly, seeing the sword in his hand, his eyes flashed with surprise, he took it, looked it up and down, then looked at Yu Bolan, and said slowly: "This is not my sword."

"I know it's not yours," Yu Bolan rubbed his nose, "Isn't the condition limited? I'll get you a better sword when the condition becomes available."

"Better?" Huai Mo narrowed his eyes, "Didn't we agree on Mao Mijian?"

"Yes, yes, it's Mao Mijian." Yu Bolan hurriedly agreed.

Huai Mo lowered his head, drew his sword out of its sheath, pulled a sword flower, raised his head and looked at him: "Where did you get it?"

[Di——The detected blackening value has dropped to: 67. 】

Yu Bolan breathed a sigh of relief, and was about to make a fool of himself: "This question, guess—"

I saw Huai Mo raised his sword "shua", and put it directly on his neck.

Yu Bolan: No, come again?

"Okay, okay, I admit defeat," Yu Bolan surrendered, after thinking about it, he decided to tell the truth, "This is what I exchanged with my supernatural power..."

"Gongfa," Huai Mo put down his sword, "Where did you learn the kung fu?"

Yu Bolan sighed, and said half-truthfully, "Because I traveled from another world, this exercise is my supernatural ability, and I brought it here myself."

Huai Mo looked at him for a while, then snorted coldly, and turned around: "What nonsense!"

Seeing that he breathed a sigh of relief, Yu Bolan took a step forward and looked at the corpses on the ground: "Who are they?"

"Duan's family." Huai Mo put away his sword.

Yu Bolan was surprised: "They found you?"

"That's natural." Huai Mo sat on the only remaining chair, lowered his eyes, staring at the ground, "They all came to catch me."

Yu Bolan stood behind him, looking from his angle, he could just see Huai Mo's slender eyelashes tied together, like two pairs of little butterflies.Huai Mo's cheeks are as white and delicate as beautiful jade, but the blood stains on his face are a bit unpleasant.

He pursed his lips, took out a spirit stone from his pocket, and transformed it into a silk handkerchief. He stretched out his hand and helped Huai Mo wipe his cheek: "Then what shall we do next?"

Huai Mo's complexion darkened, and he wanted to hide subconsciously, but when he was about to yell, Yu Bolan had already withdrawn his hand.

"Master, don't be stubborn," Yu Bolan's sigh came from next to his ear, "If you have a good face, you must make it look like a cat."

"You—" Huai Mo's eyes widened, and he was so angry that he stretched out his hand and was about to draw the sword, but Yu Bolan gently held it down.

"Master, calm down," Yu Bolan lowered his voice, "I'm not afraid of you, you can't scare me."

"I'll kill you! You bastard!"

"You won't kill me, master," Yu Bolan lowered his head and hooked his lips, "otherwise you would have done it long ago, and you are reluctant to part with that Mao Mi sword."

Huai Mo turned his head to the side, his eyes were slightly red because of his anger, and he hooked his fingers at Yu Bolan.

Yu Bolan froze for a moment, then realized that he was summoning Gu worms.

[Di--It is detected that the favorite value has dropped to -35, and the host's cultivation level has risen to: Mahayana. 】

[Di——The detected blackening value has risen to: 71. 】

OK, that's it.

Can't go too far.

In the original text, Duan Chunzi, the ancestor of the Duan family, was a Mahayana cultivator. In this way, he has the strength to compete with the Duan family.

It's just difficult... the love value that I finally saved up has dropped so much.

It's all because Huai Mo is too angry.

Following Huai Mo's movements, he fell to the ground and made a very painful look: "Um...Master."

Huai Mo looked at him expressionlessly, neither sadness nor joy in his eyes.

Seeing this, Yu Bolan rolled on the ground several times, and at the same time managed his expression so that he looked like he was in pain.

Tuanzi jumped up and down in a hurry.

Huai Mo still has no intention of stopping.

Cruel guy.

Yu Bolan sighed inwardly.

Just as he was thinking about how to proceed, there were three short and uneasy knocks on the door.

"Guest... Guest officer, the trembling voice of the innkeeper came from outside, "May I ask what's the matter?Suddenly such a big movement. "

Huai Mo's movements paused, and then he stopped persecuting Yu Bolan, nodded slightly, and said to the door: "It's nothing."

"But... what's the matter with such a strong smell of blood?" The boss was about to knock on the door again, but before he could use any force, the door fell down with a "boom".

The boss stood at the door, looked at the corpses all over the place, and suddenly turned pale with shock: "Kill, kill, kill! The city guard! Go find the city guard..."

Before he finished the second half of his sentence, he was knocked unconscious by Huai Mo's breath.

"So, what should we do now?" Yu Bolan staggered up from the ground, "Are you going to settle accounts with the Duan family?"

"They will come to me," Huai Mo murmured, "They can't bear this temper."

"Also," he paused, and glanced at Yu Bolan, "Did I wake you up?"

The corner of Yu Bolan's mouth twitched and was about to speak when there was movement outside the door.

"Hey, isn't this Brother Yu? How did you get bullied like this?" A joking voice came.

The innkeeper, who was supposed to fall down, twitched twice on the floor, then stood up in a rather stiff posture, and a young man in white flashed out from behind him.

"Yuan Liqi," Yu Bolan frowned, "You turned the boss into a puppet?"

"It's not just the boss," Yuan Liqi hooked his fingers, and the big man from before appeared behind him, "There's also this guy, I'll take care of it by the way, tell me, did I violate Haicheng's big taboo?" Ah, the second young master of the Duan family."

"You know me?" Huai Mo leaned on his chin with one hand.

"Sanchun Pavilion Yuanliqi," Yuanliqi saluted, stepped forward, and smiled at Yu Bolan, "I said Brother Yu, you really don't think about it, I'm really willing to pay a high price for it."

Yu Bolan took two steps back, stood behind Huai Mo, and ignored him.

Huai Mo held onto the hilt of the sword with one hand.Staring at him blankly: "People from Sanchun Pavilion? Why are you here."

"Okay, okay," Yuan Liqi waved his hand, "I know that our Sanchun Pavilion has a bad reputation, but now we have a common enemy, and that is the Duan family."

Yu Bolan narrowed his eyes.

Is there any relationship between Sanchun Pavilion and Haicheng Duan's family?This part is not mentioned in the original text.

In other words, the main part of the original text is only the face-slapping upgrade of the protagonist, and even Haicheng is just a brushstroke.

"The Duan family stole one of my things, and I want to get it back," Yuan Liqi said to himself, "The Second Young Master Duan must have done it for the former "Blood Boy". "

"boom--"

The turbulent sword energy rushed straight to Yuan Liqi, directly cutting the puppet in front of him into two.

Yuan Liqi didn't take it seriously, and clicked his tongue: "You really have a bad temper."

Yu Bolan nodded in agreement.

but……

Yu Bolan used up another spirit stone, transformed it into a handful, turned it around, and pointed it straight at Yuan Liqi.

Not everyone can tell about their own little ancestors.

"Don't get excited, both of you," Yuan Liqi laughed and waved his hands forcefully, "Then I'll just say it, how about our joint efforts, if this happened, the two of you must have become thorns in the eyes of the city defenders. It happens that I have a little property in Haicheng, you two can come and live there for a while, and let's discuss how to deal with the Duan family together, how about it?"

"Not much." The two replied in unison.

"How do I know, aren't you trying to trick us into making puppets?" Yu Bolan smiled, "I said, I don't really trust you."

After he finished speaking, he glanced at Huai Mo.

Presumably Huai Mo thought so too.

"I don't need help from others," Huai Mo said as he sat there straight, "I'll just stay here and wait for them to come over."

Yu Bolan: That's right, my little ancestor must be somewhat arrogant.

It's just this kind of energy, how can it make him feel more and more cute the more he looks at it?

Yuan Liqi bumped into a wall, looked at the two of them, opened his mouth, sighed, didn't say much, saluted, turned and left.

Before leaving, he left a piece of piccolo and threw it over: "If you two change your mind, please contact me through this."

Yu Bolan waved his hand, caught Piccolo, and looked at Huai Mo.

Huai Mo hung his head there, not knowing what he was thinking.

"What should we do next?" Yu Bolan put away the piccolo, "Master, are we really waiting here?"

Huai Mo didn't answer, but stood up, drew his sword out of its sheath, swung his wrist, and all the corpses on the ground turned into flames and disappeared.

"What is this for?" Yu Bolan narrowed his eyes.

"Set up the formation." Huai Mo only said these two words, and then began to dance the sword with one hand, gesturing around the room.

"Isn't the master a sword cultivator?" Yu Bolan tilted his head, "Will the sword cultivator still form formations?"

"Noisy."

Yu Bolan was amused by him again.

Huai Mo will really always surprise him.

"Do you need me to do anything?" Yu Bolan stepped forward and asked.

Huai Mo turned his head to the side, beads of sweat ran across his forehead, and he was slightly out of breath: "Lingshi."

Yu Bolan let out an "oh", hurriedly took out his pocket, and then froze.

The last high-level spirit stone...has just been transformed by him.

and many more!

He suddenly remembered something, took out his pocket, and happened to take out the flute that Yuan Liqi had just given them.

After hesitating for a moment, he activated his ability and converted the flute into a spirit stone.

So, looking at the fifteen high-level spirit stones in front of him, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Yuan Liqi, thank you.

You are such a good person.

"Ah, that's right," Huai Mo said suddenly, "You put away the flute that guy gave me, I can use it."

Yu Bolan shook the hand holding Lingshi.

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