Mistakenly Saving the Villain

Chapter 50 Desire Fire

Yue Wuhuan listened to the words of the Red Dragon Sect disciples, and began to think about the fact that the participating faction was destroyed by Gu worms.

Ever since he realized someone’s covetous heart for treasures, Wangu Sect has become his focus. With the help of daily deliberate collection and the help of Yeyu Pavilion, he has hardly missed any information.

Wanjiao Sect ruled Xilin, possessing several spirit stone mines and rich secret realms, enjoying the worship of 18 cities.

The Xilin people are sturdy, bloodthirsty and combative, and the strong are respected, and they don’t taboo against the cannibalism of the same race.

Anlong is the most genius Gu master in the history of Wan Gu Sect. He became the Queen of Gu, and he used **** methods to suppress those who were not convinced, and obtained a seemingly peaceful surface, but there are still many forces inside, like a series of poisonous Gu. The worms are packed in a Gu raising pot named Xilin, swallowing each other, ready to breed a new Gu King at any time.

They like destruction and captivity, but they don’t like to occupy or build new territories for a long time.

The intricate relationship of Wan Gu Sect has brought a ray of life to Wang Gu’s medicine.

Yue Wuhuan was worried that An Long would take the opportunity to mobilize the power of Wan Gu Sect to attack the Medicine King Valley, completely destroying and engulfing the territory and power after he noticed Song Qingshi’s accident. Song Qingshi and preparations for the retreat of some resources.

However, Anlong did not.

He chose to conceal this matter, instead of relying on the power of the Myriad Gu Sect, he went into the formation alone, and he did not hesitate to do everything he could.

This means that even if he hurts himself, he is not willing to bring the slightest risk of destruction to Yaowanggu.

Yue Wuhuan carefully investigated all of his scandals and found that they were all false. Even the female nun who made trouble at the gate of Yaowanggu was just a temporary puppet controlled by Qinggu, in order to lead Song Qingshi to meet with Yaowanggu.

He looked like a hungry wolf greedily gazing at its prey. He was afraid of something and didn’t dare to get too close. He kept a certain distance and kept trying to find a suitable position.

Such feelings do not know where they started, but they endured the horror to the extreme, with a little disturbing aura.

This is by no means an ordinary love, there seems to be a strange crazy factor in it.

No matter what this feeling is, it’s disgusting…

Why is this world so disgusting? The air is full of unpleasant scents, and it can’t be cleaned no matter how you wash it.

Why do humans have desires in their likes? Isn’t it good to live simply like the Lord?

With so many dirty things in the world, why do you have to stain his only clean baby?

The Lord has woken up and is very happy, but he can no longer hide in the secret room, and he needs to take good care of him in another way.

Anlong, the evil wolf, has long been useless, and the danger is getting bigger and bigger. Judging from the analysis of past events, it seems that he has been trying to get the Lord to resuscitate, walk out of the Valley of Medicine Kings, and understand the taste of seven emotions. This kind of thing is never allowed. His lord should always be like a piece of white paper, properly placed in the Valley of the King of Medicine, and not be contaminated by anything despicable, including himself…

Hateful, too hateful…

The more Wuhuan’s nails unconsciously grasped his wrists, scratching blood stains on his skin.

The pain keeps his mind sober.

He had conceived many ways to kill An Long, but after the Lord woke up, he realized that this was far from enough. Although the Lord himself did not notice, he values ​​this friendship very much. If An Long dies, it will become a regret in his heart. The dead friend will become more and more perfect in his memory, staying in it forever, and never leave again. .

He will never be able to clear this memory, clear this person…

Originally thought that this matter had fallen into a dead end, the death of Guiyuan Xianzun gave him a new opportunity.

Most killings are for profit, love, hatred, anger, revenge, or silence.

Participants are stationed in Nanshan, operating Huajie Liuxiang and gambling shops, and have no conflicts of interest with Wanjiao Sect.

Although Guiyuan Xianzun is a morally corrupt trash, he bullies the soft and fears the hard, and never provokes the strong. King Xilin Gu has a fierce reputation and obvious characteristics. It is impossible for him to provocate An Long’s head without long eyes, so hatred and revenge are unlikely. The participating faction has never heard of any famous treasures…

This thing feels like silence.

What happened ten years ago? Does Anlong need to silence his mouth to such a point?

Yue Wuhuan endured the nausea and passed all the memories of Guiyuan Xianzun in his mind…

Suddenly, he was stunned.

He remembered that the day when he first saw Song Qing, he was with Guiyuan Xianzun. At that time, he was tied to a tree and blindfolded, so he couldn’t see anything. In addition, his cultivation was abolished, so he couldn’t be like an ordinary monk. That way, from time to time, I used my spirit to check my surroundings and hear the sounds in the distance.

At that time, he took the medicine, and the effect was not effective, so his brain was a little confused and he couldn’t concentrate, but vaguely remembered that Guiyuan Xianzun had stopped, as if he had discovered something, he laughed casually: “I didn’t expect this person to actually It’s so ridiculous.”

Because of this sentence, he went to see what happened afterwards and met the best person in the world…

He hated the dirty marks left by that beautiful encounter so much that he deliberately avoided this memory and didn’t want to think about it.

At that time, he saw Song Qingshi lying on the ground with no breath, his body was clean, there was no fighting, no blood, and no traces of violence, so he thought it was an accident or a sudden illness, so he wanted to call Human, but didn’t go far, I saw Song Qingshi get up again, stumbled into the river, weeping inexplicably…

He thought he had read it wrong, so he didn’t think much…

After the two got acquainted, he asked Song Qing while listening to him. The answer was that there was some problem with his soul at the time, and he lost the memory of the time before the coma. After waking up, he was very confused and behaved at a loss.

Later, he also confirmed that the souls of Song Qingshi showed signs of reintegration after separation. This situation is called the separation of souls. Although rare, there are similar records in ancient books. The Great Power of Crossing Tribulation will even take the initiative to separate the souls and go to the three thousand worlds to experience, so He didn’t think much.

Now that I think about it, maybe there is something weird in it?

Could it be that what Guiyuan Xianzun said was ridiculous not referring to Song Qingshi?

What happened that day that needed to kill people?

Yue Wuhuan suddenly thought of something interesting, all the clues were connected, his eyes lit up, and his whole body was excited. He found the opportunity to remove this person from the Lord’s heart. By then, he would change all the good things. Reminiscences, replace friendship with hatred… No, hatred doesn’t work either, it’s better to forget them all.

No hurry, take your time…

He will put on sheep’s clothing and pretend to be docile and harmless.

As long as you don’t do disgusting things, don’t touch the restricted area, don’t defile him…

In this way his treasure will never be injured.

…

When Song Qingshi studied, he kept improving and never missed any detail.

He tossed Yanyun Xianjun so hard that he finally unlocked many new tricks, such as chatting with the apprentice, drinking with the apprentice, shopping with the apprentice, telling bedtime stories with the apprentice, etc…

In the end, Xianjun Yanyun didn’t know what he was talking about. Anyway, he even said about changing diapers and feeding goat milk to his apprentice…

Song Qingshi rigorously compared the age divisions of the two apprentices. He wanted to delete these unused skills from his notebook, but after thinking about it, what if he becomes less happy in the future and accepts a three-and-a-half-year-old apprentice? It is better to keep it prepared, otherwise, what should I do if I can’t change the diapers of my disciple and become useless?

Suddenly, he heard Yue Wuhuan’s knock on the door, and quickly hid his notes, reopened the Fu Zhen Shu, pretending to read it carefully.

Yue Wuhuan came in with a bowl of sweet soup.

During this trip, his habit of cleanliness has become more serious, and he has developed to the point where he dislikes the dirty food outside. Every time he enters the restaurant, he not only needs to use his own tableware, but also prepares a full set of tableware for Song Qingshi. Moreover, his appetite is always not very good. He can’t take a few mouthfuls at each meal. Most of them rely on bigudan to solve his physical needs. Song Qingshi was afraid that he would be uncomfortable eating outing food, and he didn’t dare to eat out.

Yue Wuhuan said that he had caused trouble to the lord, so he was very attentive to the research of cooking. However, he would make all things that Song Qing was interested in, whether it was snacks or big dishes, and he would make them more exquisite than the ones sold outside. It is delicious, and will slightly increase the sweetness, so that the food is more in line with the taste of the Song and Qing Dynasties.

Song Qingshi’s stomach was accustomed to lawlessness. Not only did his taste become more and more critical, but also his hygienic addiction became worse. Every time he saw street vendors handing food to customers, he felt uncomfortable. It’s better to be clean and hygienic by his own little angel. eat.

An Long couldn’t drag Song Qingshi to eat messy things with him everywhere, so he was extremely depressed.

Song Qingshi happily took the sweet soup, tasted it, and narrowed his eyes with satisfaction. He thanked him and praised: “It’s still your cooking skills, I can’t get used to food outside.”

“The things outside are not clean,” Yue Wuhuan smiled softly, “The Lord will only eat what I make in the future.”

Song Qingshi continued to accept the kindness he handed over, and liked everything. He happily ate the sweet soup, and became more determined in his heart to find ways to increase his feelings, and try to keep him from being discharged from the hospital after he recovered. Physician. Even if he is successful in cultivation, he doesn’t want to stay in the Medicine King Valley in the future, and he wants to go out and wander around, he can also go out to accompany him!

He wants to be a mentor, friend, family member with Yue Wuhuan…

However, my heart is empty, and I always feel that I have made a mistake or overlooked something, but I don’t understand it.

This feeling disturbed him.

Yue Wuhuan smiled and asked, “Where did Brother An go? I haven’t seen him in these two days.”

“Huh?” Song Qingshi raised his head in the sweet soup. He never thought that Yue Wuhuan cared more about Anlong’s whereabouts than he did. Does this mean that the friendship between the two began to sprout after the adventure? Are the things in the script really so useful? He replied with emotion, “Don’t worry, he is obsessed with insects and poisons. He often goes to catch insects in the mountains. If he encounters something of interest, it is common not to come back for ten and a half months. We can go to Nanhai City and wait for him first.”

The more Wuhuan is still worried.

Song Qingshi comforted: “He is a cultivator Yuan Ying, so fierce, no one will make him think.”

Yue Wuhuan nodded and said, “I think too much.”

“That guy will only cause trouble,” Song Qingshi thought for a while, and seriously told him, “Don’t run around like him, follow me.”

Although the little angel has become stronger now, she is still a beautiful and gentle beauty. The poisonous and blood king vines are all things for self-protection, which are uncountable. The little angel has suffered enough grievances for him over the years. After he wakes up, he must watch it carefully and can’t be bullied by bad guys anymore.

Yue Wuhuan understood his thoughts and couldn’t help straightening the messy hair on his head. He smiled and said, “Okay.”

Why does the Lord always trust him so much, so blind…

Just step into his trap and act according to his will.

Yaowanggu is completely controlled, financial materials are controlled, living habits are changed at will, everything is being carried out in the way he wants, no matter what he says, he will be trusted, and what he does will not be questioned…

Is it too simple? Unbelievably simple…

He lay on the table and looked at this man intently, a little uneasy, always wanting to try again.

Song Qingshi spotted his probing gaze and couldn’t help asking: “What are you thinking?”

Yue Wuhuan asked in a low voice, “My Lord, I’m thinking… You never seem to be angry with me?”

Song Qingshi thought for a while and replied with a smile: “You haven’t done anything that makes me angry.”

As soon as he finished his words, he found a few blood king vines quietly stretched out, around him, swimming slowly, and then more and more branches formed an airtight cage, the tips of the vines were tentatively Touching his waist and hands and feet, he was about to move… as if he was about to pounce on him at any time, restraining him.

Song Qingshi looked at the vines flying all over the sky and asked hesitantly: “What’s the matter?”

“What if I did?” Yue Wuhuan found that he cared more about the answer to this question than he thought. He asked half-jokingly, “If I was not what you imagined, I did something that would make you angry? You? Will you hate me?”

Song Qingshi never considered this issue. He thought about it for a long time, and suddenly smiled…

“No,” he squeezed the face under the golden mask of Yue Wuhuan, then jokingly messed up his neat hair, and said happily, “No matter what Wuhuan does, I won’t be angry, no I hate you.”

Yue Wuhuan was stunned, and the vines all over the sky slowly recovered.

He sighed: “You don’t understand anything…”

For ten years, when he looked at the sleeping people, he had also thought about the tender and sweet love in the phantom Gu. But every time he closes his eyes, he will dream. In the dream, he is a beast whose head is out of control. He is irrational and only wants to possess, control and dominate. He will do a lot of excessive things madly, take revenge and take a lot of himself. The unbearable things are all poured out on the person I like, relying on his ignorance, will not resist but do whatever he wants, demanding and venting…

The effects of the drugs are gone, his desires are still stronger than normal people, and terrible than normal people, this may be natural.

Obviously suffering, knowing how disgusting it is to endure those things, but still want to do to the person you like, how shameless is this?

Therefore, he doesn’t want to sleep or dream.

How happy the dream is, the more disgusting the dream wakes up.

But it doesn’t matter, he will restrain, even if it is using drugs, he will suppress this instinct and will not stain him…

He just wants to be a warm and comfortable nest, put him in it well, take good care of it, isolate all the dirty things in this world, and then live together happily without worry. He is willing to do everything for him, so that he is the only one in these clear eyes, and there is no room for other messy things in his heart.

He will hide well and not be found in the darkness in his heart.

Yue Wuhuan lowered his head slightly, and decisively extinguished the fire of desire…

“Wuhuan, did you do something?” Song Qingshi felt that he seemed unhappy, so he leaned over carefully, patted his shoulder, and comforted again, “Don’t be afraid, no matter what you do, I won’t be angry.”

The light medicinal scent entangles, bringing a feeling of dry mouth and tongue.

Yue Wuhuan buried him on his shoulders and muttered: “No, I can’t do anything…”

The author has something to say:

Melancholia Jiao from another family wanted to take Su back to drive in a small black house.

Wuhuan’s Melancholia Jiao wants to bring Su back to a small black house and prohibits driving.

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