Mistakenly Saving the Villain

Mo Yuan, Wuhuan and Feng Jun are the same soul, no matter what they become, they are all people they like.

Song Qingshi was a little worried at first, and wanted to ask Wuhuan what he thought of his past and present life. As a result, what he wrote was "I do" in the eyes of the other party. He found that this was another compulsory plot in the memory of Jianzun Mo Yuan, and there was no option to refuse. After thinking about it for a while, he decided to leave according to the feeling in his heart.

He will.

No matter it is in any world, any place, any appearance, he is willing to make a couple with Wuhuan.

They went back to Peach Blossom Valley. Song Qingshi opened the furnace and made seven Xuantian Taiming Pills. They took one tablet a day to slowly remove the epiphyllum, but they were not sure to what extent they would suddenly regain their vision, fearing that he could not bear it. Stimulated by the strong light, he first covered his eyes with a few layers of gauze, and told him not to be anxious after seeing things, and slowly untie the gauze after his eyes got used to it.

That evening, Wuhuan was practicing swords, and suddenly his eyes were dizzy for a moment, feeling that there are many gorgeous and fine shadows scattered in the sky. He stretched out his hand, picked up a soft and delicate shadow, gently touched it, and smelled it again. Sniff, finally confirmed that it is the peach blossom petal that accompanies me every day.

Qing Shi said that the peach blossoms in Peach Blossom Valley are very special, they are all red.

So, this beautiful color is red?

Wuhuan stood for a long time. After adjusting to the light, he slowly unwrapped the tulle from his eyes. He saw the gorgeous peach blossoms, the lush green grass, the dew on the leaves, and the forest. The bird that sings in time... He matched the colorful colors with the vocabulary in the book one by one, slowly distinguishing red, green, black, blue...

This is not a dream...

Because there is no image in the blind man’s dream.

Wuhuan rubbed his eyes and looked at the peach blossom petals in his hand. The ecstasy spread in his heart a little bit. He was eager to find someone to share the happiness he had never had before. He wanted to describe how beautiful the color of the peach blossoms are, and the feathers of sparrows. It is not pure gray, but a mixture of many browns and blacks. The trees all over the mountains are divided into many levels and are very beautiful, but he wonders if they can all be called green?

Most importantly, where is Song Qingshi? Should he be in pharmacy?

Wuhuan calculated the time, put away the sword, and rushed to the alchemy room, but the alchemy furnace was cold, and there was no one in it. He hurriedly released his spiritual thoughts, searched for his breath, and finally found the boy in the medicine garden by the river. The young man was sitting on the grass with his bare feet and wearing a half-old white robe. He devoted himself to handling thunderstorm vines. He pulled out the long and thin vine cores, wound them into a ball, and put them in a basket.

Over the years, he has been practicing smoothly, with nourishment and nourishment. Song Qingshi's body has long been restored to its original appearance. He relied on the fact that there were no outsiders in Peach Blossom Valley and Wuhuan's eyes could not see. His long hair casually scattered behind him, occasionally **** with a rope, and lived as he pleased.

Wuhuan stood behind him and watched quietly for a while.

After Song Qingshi finished the last bundle of rattan cores, he finally felt the scorching gaze behind him, turned around, and met the pair of brilliant phoenix eyes, just like a highly skilled painter adding the last stroke to a perfect scroll. , So that the beautiful phoenix came to life, truly had charm and temperament, illuminating the world's scenery.

His heartbeat was a bit fast, and then he realized that the other party had regained his eyesight ahead of time, and he was very happy. He wanted to congratulate him, but found that Wuhuan was looking at him with a strange look. He thought that his clothes were not dignified and his behavior was too weird. He picked up the basket and wanted to sneak back to change clothes.

However, when he passed Wuhuan, he was grabbed by his arm and dragged into his arms...

Wuhuan looked at the black and white eyes in his arms in disbelief. Isn't his boy ugly? How can it be so good-looking? Every place is poked on his heart, itchy, how can there be such a beautiful thing in the world? Could he have hallucinations after taking the medicine?

He lowered his head vigilantly, carefully touched the white and delicate skin, confirmed the touch, and then leaned on his neck, carefully sniffed the fragrance of the herbs on his body, confirmed the smell, and clasped his arms expertly, confirmed the feel, and then carefully. Song Qingshi carefully checked from head to toe again and again, and never let go of every place.

Song Qingshi’s outer robe was accidentally knocked off during the pulling. There was nothing inside except for the ice silk blouse that he wore when he slept. It was casually tied with a belt. The texture of the ice silk... touched and didn’t wear it. Like, how can you stop being touched by someone you like? He was quickly touched out of the reaction, unable to break free, and unable to stop him, so he stood on tiptoe, grabbed his neck, and whispered in his ear for the end.

"I'm sorry," Wuhuan finally realized that he had done something stupid, and quickly let go and explained, "I didn't expect you to look like this, just want to be sure..." He usually feels things by touching, and when he sleeps. I like to touch Song Qingshi to and fro, and I am used to it, but this time it seems to be too much.

Song Qingshi shook his head, saying that it didn't matter. His clothes were not worn well, they were light and thin, and clung to the body tightly. If every inch of the line was drawn out, the belt would be loosened. It was indecent... He took advantage of the lack of joy. Put it down, trying to untie the belt and tighten it again.

For so many years, the two stayed together every day, and he didn't shy away from such things as Wuhuan.

This time, when Song Qingshi just loosened his belt, Wuhuan realized that something was wrong. He glanced at the things under the scattered robe, first thought about what the man’s reaction to touch means, and then thought about the man. What does it mean to undress and undress in front of future Taoists...

Wuhuan understood in an instant, and grabbed the other's wrist excitedly and asked, "Qing Shi, do you... do you want me?"

Song Qingshi: "???"

"I'm so happy." Wuhuan happily kissed Song Qingshi's lips. For a long time, he felt the softness of the other party, and once again revealed the light of hungry beasts. The fire of desire burned uncomfortably. He confirmed that Song Qingshi did not strongly resist, and he expected it to be Yun. Yes, he picked him up, put it on the low tree next to him, took out all kinds of wrists he knew, and waited on him.

No matter when and where the Taoist couple wants, a good man can never say no.

He will work hard so that he can serve people as much as he wants.

Song Qingshi was dumbfounded for a long time, and finally came back to his senses, and found that the misunderstanding had been caused, and things started to go on. He didn't know how to explain, and he felt quite comfortable, so he made a mistake and made a mistake...

In the process, he found that being dumb was also quite troublesome, no matter what tricks Wuhuan wanted to play, how long he wanted to play, where to play, he couldn't bear it. He was always dizzy, except for crying or screaming, he couldn't speak, couldn't refuse, couldn't express his opinion, so he had to cooperate obediently and play whatever he wanted to play...because he was too obedient and obedient. , The tragedy of eating was staged again.

There is a kind of dissatisfaction, called Wuhuan, afraid that he is not satisfied.

Song Qingshi was almost broken.

...

Afterwards, the two formed a Taoist couple.

Daoluyin is a five-petal peach blossom-shaped imprint of the soul, branded on the back of the hand, the hand holding the sword and the hand of alchemy are clear at a glance.

Legend has it that this kind of imprint is branded between Dao couples. If the front edge is renewed in the next life, the brand will resurface when the couple is re-coupled, showing the bond between the past and the present. The deeper the bond, the brighter the color.

There are few successful examples, and there are only one or two records in the book.

"I want to imprison your soul by my side," Wuhuan went crazy in the night after he branded the seal of Daolu. He kissed the peach blossom on the back of Song Qingshi's hand again and again, and whispered the desire in his heart softly, "Qing Qing At that time, you don’t like others, don’t be nice to others, I am the only one who lives forever..."

Song Qingshi had been dying for a long time. He was in bliss, in a trance, couldn't hear what the other party was saying, only nodded.

"I like you," Wuhuan asked in his ear, "You don't want to find the man named Qu in the future, okay?"

Song Qingshi became sober, resolutely shook his head, and looked at him accusingly, saying: You promised to help me.

Wuhuan smiled: "Well, I will help you find someone."

Song Qingshi knew that he was a little bit minded, but there was nothing he could do. The mission of Jianzun Mo Yuan was to rescue Qu Yurong. Although he was sure that he would give priority to saving Wuhuan no matter how many times he came, he could not completely ignore the test papers. Right? Therefore, every time he went to a new place, he would ask Wuhuan to help him communicate, ask about Qu Yurong's whereabouts, try his luck, and see if he could find the test paper.

However, the world of cultivating immortals is so big that there is no internet communication, and finding someone is like finding a needle in a haystack.

Song Qingshi has been desperate to find all these years...

Wuhuan had been inexplicable, and couldn't understand why he was looking for this man named Qu Yurong. He had been in contact with Qu Yurong in Tianxianglou. He was an ignorant young master. He was said to have a pretty face, but he was extremely stupid. He would help count the money when he was sold. He was also very weak in character. He was beaten twice by the old bustard. Obedient.

The more Song Qingshi valued Qu Yurong, the more unhappy he was, but there was no flaw on his face, and he responded sweetly, but in his heart he hoped that Qu Yurong would never appear in front of Song Qingshi. Thinking about it now, he had already developed affection for Song Qingshi, and could not bear anything between them.

Now that the two have formed a Taoist couple, his heart is full of exclusivity, and he can't bear it anymore.

Wu Huan knew that Qu Yurong was a very special existence for Song Qingshi, and it made him very uneasy.

Song Qingshi even said strange things about this incident. He said that he was not from this world, and Qu Yurong was his task, and Qu Yurong had to be redeemed to complete the task.

Wuhuan is very sad. Although he is blind, he is not a fool. It is too much to play such ridiculous jokes on him, and if the task is Qu Yurong, then what is he? The wrong answer? Where will he go after completing the task?

He dullly didn't speak for many days...

Song Qingshi found him sad, thought for a long time, realized his mistake, and never made such a joke anymore, but he insisted on investigating Qu Yurong's whereabouts, saying that Qu Yurong is his friend. Now he is in trouble. Trying to save him, but asking him about other things about Qu Yurong, he stumbled and couldn't answer again. There were many loopholes, and there were lies and flaws everywhere. Just say that Qu Yurong is a very important person and needs to be rescued from the wicked, take care of him, relieve a strange psychological symptom called what is called, and let him live a happy life.

"A good friend?" Wuhuan thought for a long time, finally opened her face and smiled softly, "I will take care of it for you."

No matter who Qu Yurong is, I hope I will never show up...

This kind of thing is too troublesome to deal with.