You've never seen such a righteous villain [Transmigration Book]

Lu Qianchuan has always been a gentleman who knows the current affairs, so he picked up the medicine bowl and drank it down in one gulp.

He was really frightened by Mo Chenyuan, who was covered in blood and still smiling strangely.

There was an obvious sense of disappointment on Mo Chenyuan's face.

He took the medicine bowl that Lu Qianchuan emptied, with an unpredictable expression: "How is senior brother going to compensate me?"

He just asked casually, wanting to get some benefits from Lu Qianchuan. Unexpectedly, Lu Qianchuan sat up straight in an instant, locked his light glass-colored pupils tightly, and said seriously: "You tell me the truth. Why was the magic circle touched?"

Mo Chenyuan pursed his lips tightly and remained silent.

When he was in the dead zone, he had imagined countless times that when he went out, he must break apart the cause and effect, smash up and tell Lu Qianchuan everything, and then appreciate Lu Qianchuan with a happy smile of resolving years of grievances. Asakawa had a panicked expression full of guilt.

However, when this day really came, he couldn't bear to speak at all.

Mo Chenyuan put the empty bowl aside, and said calmly, "It's nothing, just a little accident."

Lu Qianchuan leaned against the head of the bed, watching his calm expression when he brought up the past, a little hesitation and struggle in his light glass-colored pupils, and finally backed down and said: "When you want to talk, you can tell me .”

Mo Chenyuan slightly bent his mouth, and his red eyes flickered with certainty inexplicably—he might never want to say it.

He tucked the corner of the quilt for Lu Qianchuan, his brows curved into a gentle arc, and his voice brought some warmth in the warm room: "I may take them away tomorrow, you take good care of your illness, don't send me away."

Lu Qianchuan was in a state of doubt, still stunned: "You don't blame me?"

Mo Chenyuan curved his lips into a smile in an inscrutable way, got up and opened the door of the low cabinet beside him, and skillfully took out a pillow from inside, and said calmly, "I don't blame you if I share half of the bed."

Although Lu Qianchuan felt that his attitude had changed a lot before and after, he was secretly pleased that their relationship was not as stiff as it was at first, so he moved into the bed as he said, giving him half of the space.

Mo Chenyuan turned his hand to close the cabinet door, glanced around in the cabinet, and paused.

He fumbled casually, and grabbed five or six exquisitely crafted sachets and purses from the low cabinet, and held them in a big ball in his hand.

And these are just the tip of the iceberg compared to the whole cabinet. He glanced at the low cabinet full of these handmade products expressionlessly. out of shape.

Lu Qianchuan didn't expect that he would be found so easily in the cabinet he piled up randomly, so embarrassed that he didn't know where to put his hands and feet, and explained embarrassingly: "It's all sent by my juniors. here."

What lingered in Mo Chenyuan's breath were all kinds of aromas from the sachets, which made him wish he could burn these young girls' feelings, and said coldly: "I don't work hard all day long, it's kind of nice to give you these things."

Lu Qianchuan nodded in agreement: "Exactly, I have already taught them a lesson."

Mo Chenyuan stared at those gifts for a moment, then turned his head slowly, his eyes were indescribably strange: "You... reprimanded them?"

Lu Qianchuan's expression remained unchanged, and his eyes showed the distress of being a big brother: "I didn't reprimand them, but I told them to concentrate on cultivation and not waste time on unimportant things."

After finishing speaking, he looked at Mo Chenyuan with some doubts: "Why?"

Mo Chenyuan quickly threw all the little thoughts of those girls back into the cabinet, kicked the door of the cabinet, and said in a calm tone, "It's nothing, this is very good."

He walked a few steps with the pillow in his arms, then suddenly thought of something, turned around and went back to the cabinet, opened the cabinet door and rubbed it around, almost poking his head into the cabinet.

Lu Qianchuan was even more puzzled: "What are you looking for?"

Mo Chenyuan searched for a long time but found nothing, his tone suddenly became cold: "I haven't seen the few I gave you, have you thrown them away?"

His calmness just now was eaten by dogs in an instant, his crimson eyes showed undisguised anger, his face sank like water, and he felt an indescribable sense of oppression when he looked at Lu Qianchuan.

Startled by his sudden temper, Lu Qianchuan subconsciously replied: "Your things are all hanging in the closet. I put them together for the convenience of matching clothes."

Mo Chenyuan was obviously stunned for a moment, the storm in his eyes receded immediately, and little stars appeared again: "You only left the one I gave you in the closet?"

Lu Qianchuan nodded truthfully.

He has always been nostalgic for the old, and he got used to wearing the accessories made by Mo Shenyuan for him a few years ago, and he is unwilling to change when he has new ones, so he simply puts the ones he likes neatly in the closet, and wears them every now and then. .

I don't know what words he said to coax Mo Chenyuan to be satisfied. This cloudy and uncertain demon lord closed the cabinet door lightly, climbed into the bed happily, lay down beside him like a wolf with a big tail, held his hand, and said softly Said: "If you like it, I will make some more for you."

Lu Qianchuan slept all afternoon and was not very sleepy. He stretched out his hand and gave him half of the quilt to make sure that his whole body was covered tightly. Then he lay back in the bed and said helplessly: "You see, I still have so many."

Mo Chenyuan snorted coldly, determined to win: "My skills are better than theirs."

Lu Qianchuan didn't want to get entangled with him, so he closed his eyes and fell asleep: "It's up to you, but those few are not broken yet, I don't want to change them for the time being."

Mo Chenyuan stared at his peaceful sleeping face, and muttered in a low voice: "It's best not to change."

He got up tomorrow and threw all those things out and burned them.

*

Early the next morning, Lu Qianchuan smelled a faint smell of burning spices. He slept late yesterday, and when he was dizzy in the morning, he turned over and didn't care.

When he woke up and got up, there was no one beside him. On the low table was a bowl of steaming millet porridge and a few light dishes. On a piece of white paper, there were a few big characters flying and dancing——

"Huo Liuli has a limited time limit, so eat it while it's hot."

The pen is sharp and sharp, and it is really beautiful.

He picked up the porridge bowl, and sure enough, he saw a few broken fire glass crystals under the bowl. He was moved and regretted for a moment, and he kept sighing in his heart that Mo Chenyuan, a prodigal son, was such a waste.

But the left side of the heart did feel a burst of warmth.

*

Demon world, the main hall of the palace.

Shi Qingxu wore a black outfit, and a lifelike golden dragon hovered above the pure black cloak.

She discussed the siege strategy with several demon generals for several days, and after saying goodbye to them one by one, she looked up and saw Mo Chenyuan walking in with a happy face.

Several demon generals saluted Mo Chenyuan and quickly walked away, leaving only the two of them standing in the hall.

Shi Qingxu looked at the unconcealable joy in the corners of his brows and eyes, and rolled her eyes angrily: "What good happened in the human world?"

Mo Chenyuan: "What's the matter with you?"

Shi Qingxu's slender and white fingers gently curled the ends of her hair, Gu Panshenghui: "Say it out, so I can find something to say that makes you unhappy, and I will be happy if you are unhappy."

Mo Chenyuan retorted: "Then I still prefer me to be happy and you to be unhappy."

The two have been working together for almost a year, and the atmosphere of getting along has not shown any signs of easing up. Every time they meet, they have to carry guns and sticks, which makes all the demon generals miserable.

Shi Qingxu rolled her extremely gorgeous eyes, picked up a tightly sealed small black box on the table, and said solemnly: "Seriously, take a quick look at this."

Mo Chenyuan took it casually, and there was a triple demon lock on the box, even he would have to work hard to open it: "What is this?"

Shi Qingxu said: "The matter you asked someone to investigate secretly has the result. I can't open it myself, so I can only wait for you to open it."

Mo Chenyuan glanced at her nonchalantly, ignoring the hidden meaning of "If I could open it, I would have read the secret by myself" hidden in her words, and unhurriedly applied one after another demonic energy on the box.

The two of them worked together, and it still took a long time for the small black box to make a crisp unlocking sound.

The two looked at each other, and Mo Chenyuan opened the lid of the box, intending to take out a few white papers inside.

Shi Qingxu pressed his hand: "Wait a minute."

When she moved her fingertips, a small black dragon appeared on the top of her light white finger. The little dragon circled around her finger in a naive manner, like a very thin wire, and spontaneously got into a very hidden and invisible small dragon in the box. in the crevice.

After Xiaolong entered for a few breaths, there was another crisp "click" from the box.

This time it was really unlocked.

Mo Chenyuan took out a few blank sheets of paper with no words inside, and slowly poured spiritual power into them, and densely packed small characters gradually appeared on the blank sheets.

The two read it one by one, and after reading the last word, Shi Qingxu's face lost all color, she covered her mouth in surprise, her big black eyes were full of panic, she looked at Mo Chenyuan without blinking .

On the surface, Mo Chenyuan was much calmer than her, but there was a storm in his heart.

They only guessed that Luo Huayin's series of unreasonable actions must have a purpose, but they didn't expect the truth of the matter to be like this.

Shi Qingxu snatched the letter paper in his hand, a strand of hair fell to her eyes, she didn't care about it, she just turned over and over again the three pages full of words, muttering in her mouth: "It's impossible, how is it possible."

Mo Chenyuan's heart was beating like a drum, and his chest heaved for a while. With her turning, his blood flowed into his mind wave after wave, converging into a shock and haste that he had never experienced before.

Shi Qingxu organized all the information into a set in her head, her face was as pale as paper, and she looked up at Mo Chenyuan in a daze: "If these are true, then..."

Mo Chenyuan's face sank like water, and he snatched the letter from her without hesitation. A black flame ignited in his hand, and several letters that recorded shocking secrets were instantly reduced to ashes.

"These are not true." Mo Chenyuan stared at Shi Qingxu closely, as if as long as she said "no" one more word, the companionship of this year would not be able to stop his killing intent.

He clenched his hands into fists, the veins on the back of his hands were bulging, and his voice was full of calm before the storm: "You just need to remember, none of this is true."

Shi Qingxu stared at him blankly for a while, then raised her hand to brush the black hair that fell to the side of her face behind her ears, followed the etiquette of a demon clan showing loyalty to a demon king, and said in a solemn voice: "I understand."

*

At the same time, Shao'an lived in Wanlingzong.

Swallow sat in front of the desk, holding the letterhead that had just been untied from the pigeon legs in Syracuse.

On the top, three big characters "the old friend returns" were written in bold strokes.

Other than that, nothing else.

Yanzi sat quietly for a while, her eyes glued to the three large characters whose original shapes would never be discernible by ordinary people, and a smile suddenly appeared on the corner of her mouth.

It wasn't until water droplets fell on the letter paper that he raised his hand to touch the tears winding down his cheeks.