Mistakenly Saving the Villain

Song Jincheng’s parents rushed to Tianwumen. They had known the identity of Yaowang Xianzun under the notice of Mr. Yue. When they saw Song Qing, they performed three prostrations and thanked the grandpa for saving their lives. The noisy bear kid caught him back.

Song Qingshi finally knew the identity of Mr. Yue, a bit dazed, but how about he could take Yue Wuhuan? My own Taoist couple, super master of God, must rest assured that the person spoiled on the tip, choose to forgive him no matter what he did...

Most of the wounded patients in Tianwumen were not in serious trouble. A few seriously injured patients were brought back to Yaowanggu for treatment by Song Jincheng's parents. Yu Wenyu felt uneasy about his friends. Ben followed, but was beaten by his father again and sent to practice.

Song Qingshi instructed Mrs. Nian not to forget to give him papers, and then took the research babies in the cage, and took the boat back to the top of Immortality with Yue Wuhuan.

He wanted to go to the endless abyss to see An Long’s situation, but after An Long’s madness, his feelings for him were all replaced with murderous intent. He was irrational and unable to communicate. His appearance would probably stimulate An Long’s emotions and change things. Push it to a worse point.

Fortunately, Yue Wuhuan followed him for many years of medical research, and developed a good experimental habit. He recorded Anlong's demonization process with a shadow symbol array and text, and kept it in the archives of the top of the immortal.

Song Qingshi was full of praise for his reliability.

At night, the ship approached the top of the immortal. Under the guidance of Yue Wuhuan, Song Qingshi sat by the window and looked out, but saw thousands of lights on the cliff, connected with the sea of ​​stars in the sky, reflecting the palace made of gold and white jade and the flowers and trees inlaid with precious pearls and jade. , Composing the dazzling beauty, just like the most fantastic dreamland.

He admired happily for a long time, feeling that there would be no shortage of research funds. Suddenly he found that these beautiful lights were something wrong. Looking carefully, there was a painful soul struggling in each lamp, all soul lamps?

Song Qingshi asked in shock: "What are these souls?"

"Don't mind, they are all inexcusable rubbish, I put them here day and night to torture, it will make the mood more happy," Yue Wuhuan embraced him from behind, and asked with a smile, "You gave me the gift back then. I put the soul lamp in it too, is it beautiful?"

Song Qing was silent for a long time, and whispered: "Three thousand years ago, the soul lamp has not gone out yet..."

He once sent two soul lamps to Yue Wuhuan to vent the anger in his heart, and he made a promise. If Yue Wuhuan can let go of the pain and stop self-torture, he will extinguish the soul lamp and completely destroy the sinful soul. Let everything start again.

There are hundreds of thousands of soul lamps, each of which represents the resentment in Yu Wuhuan's heart, the hatred of the world.

The more soul lamps, the more resentment and the deeper the hatred.

For so many years, he hasn't put down a single lamp...

"How can you forget those things?" Yue Wuhuan smiled softly, "As long as I am still alive, the soul lamp will never go out, and the hatred will never disappear."

Song Qingshi hesitatingly asked: "Forever?"

The more Wuhuan replied with certainty: "Forever."

Song Qingshi was silent again.

"Don't worry," Yue Wuhuan saw that he was not in a good mood, lowered his head and kissed his lips, and comforted, "This world is too dirty. There is nothing clean except you. The air is full of stench and garbage is everywhere. It’s not worth starting over."

Song Qingshi thought for a long time and nodded obediently.

...

The dharma ship stopped, and the monks at the top of the immortal peak received the news. They all brought heavy gifts and wanted to meet the priests of the gods. The lovebirds also diligently suggested that they wanted to hold a grand ceremony for the priests and tell the gods to the whole world. The favor of the Queen of God.

Yue Wuhuan knew that Song Qingshi was afraid of being watched by strangers and did not like the ceremony, so he accepted gifts for him, rejected all suggestions, and solemnly urged: "The Medicine King Xianzun is a man, and you must never call him a **** queen."

He retrieved the memories of his previous life in Mo Yuan's formation, knowing that Song Qing paid special attention to his masculinity. He felt that the two were same-sex couples, and the posture on the bed had no symbolic meaning.

Once a foolish fool called Song Qingshi's wife of Jianzun's family. He couldn't speak. He was so aggrieved that he hadn't eaten for three days, and he kept reflecting on how he looked like a wife's face.

In short, **** empress, daughter-in-law, and wife are all forbidden words.

It is absolutely not possible to presuppose it during Song Qing's time.

Yue Wuhuan carefully listed 56 new prohibitions and distributed them to the subordinates of Top of the Immortal, including not to disturb Song Qingshi’s research, not to touch experimental equipment, not to watch Song Qingshi, and not to talk to Song Qingshi casually. No misnomer, etc...

Opteron couldn't understand, and he had no brain to support: "Mother is right!"

Everyone is a little confused...

The Immortal Summit had already prepared the laboratory, Yaowanggu also sent an excellent assistant, and Song Qingshi never came out when he fell in.

He used instruments to analyze the structure of the filthy demon, and also studied various toxins useful to the filthy demon, dissected several corpses, and observed the disappearance of the corpses. Then he commissioned Yue Wuhuan and Tiangong Pavilion to design a completely sealed transparent space, put the filthy demon **** by the blood king vine into it, inject lethal toxins, and wait for the demon to decompose and observe what the body will decompose into and disappear. Where to go……

The average disappearance time of monster corpses is twelve hours to twenty-four hours.

The corpse of the monster in the sealed space lasted for 72 hours before disappearing, and the speed slowed down significantly.

Song Qingshi found it very interesting, and decided to set up the sealed space more comprehensively, and add the formation method to isolate the breath, to eliminate all interference factors such as spiritual power, energy, smell, and magnetic field.

Whether it is a sealed space or an isolated formation, it is a high-end magical tool design. The two are superimposed to make a transparent large-scale magical tool, and it must be strong enough to prevent the evil spirits from escaping. The difficulty factor increases geometrically. Tiangong Pavilion The pavilion master took his apprentices every day, racking his brains, constantly discussing and researching, and the submitted plan was beaten back several times by the gods, and his hair was pale.

While waiting for the successful production of the artifact, Song Qingshi buried his head in the pile of books.

He has left this world for three thousand years. There are so many new and interesting things in the world, and new developments in medical skills. Some of the problems that he could not solve before, new medicinal materials and research programs have appeared. He can't read books, sleep, sleep, and eat, and his mind is full of learning and research topics.

Song Qingshi sighed: "If the effects of Fushousha were discovered earlier, we would not have to work so hard to find ten thousand-year-old tortoises."

When Yue Wuhuan retrieved his memory for him, he once said that the three of them once again entered the bottom of Yueyan Lake and were attacked by water monsters, triggering the nightmare heart-devouring formation. After breaking the formation, they found the traces left by Sword Master Mo Yuan. And Phoenix blood.

When Song Qing thought of this, he felt wrong. When Yue Wuhuan and him went to Yueyan Lake to kill the old tortoise, they had not yet received the Phoenix blood, and the swordsmanship was not so clever...

Could it be that after his death, Yue Wuhuan went to a nightmare to bite his heart?

Song Qingshi asked questions.

"Yes," Yue Wuhuan was also quite uncomfortable with the memory of the previous life, "I was a little mad and irrational at that time. After you left, I missed you too much, so I returned to the nightmare and heartbreaking... Although the formation will make me relive the nightmare of losing you time and time again, at least I can see you in my dream and enjoy a short happy time."

Song Qingshi didn't know what to say, he held Yu Wuhuan's hand tightly, indicating that he was still alive.

"This is a bit ridiculous," Yue Wuhuan laughed at himself, "I can't come out of the nightmare, and my mind is not so clear. I gradually got used to it. After the formation can't weave the nightmare that can torment me, I will Driven out of the formation, I can't get in again. I furiously attacked my heart, slashed a few swords in the formation, vented my hatred, and then lost my soul. I somehow lost the Phoenix blood and the note you wrote."

Song Qingshi was puzzled: "Note?"

Yue Wuhuan thought for a while: "After you are demonized, you seem to realize your own destiny... You wrote no solution on the paper. At the last moment... you put the note into my hand and let me keep it. I kept searching for answers, and finally saw the secret before I died, and there is no solution to the tiger's support."

Song Qingshi felt that Mo Yuan's real memory and the experience in the circle were still somewhat different, he wanted to know the difference between the two.

"The events and experiences are the same, and the details are slightly different." Yue Wuhuan thought about it carefully. "At that time, you not only couldn't speak, but you were a bit dazed in doing things, far less clever than you are now. When we first met, You gave me medicine, and I beat you to the blood with a stick. You stood there stupidly, crying with pain, but didn't know to avoid..."

At that time, Song Qingshi was like a stone. He didn't understand any human's sophistication, didn't understand happiness, anger, sorrow, and talk. He is very stubborn to accompany Wuhuan, stubbornly teaching literacy, and stubbornly helping people with illnesses.

The more Wuhuan said: "During the journey, I taught you a lot of ways to live among people. You study hard, work a little more flexibly, and gradually change your personality. I remember that you even had good food at that time. I haven’t eaten it. It’s very pitiful. I made you sorbet for the first time. You wrote a lot of words in my palm, saying it’s the best food in the world. Every time you talk to a patient, I change it for you. In terms of words, I'm afraid that you will be too straightforward and be beaten by your family. You don't understand, thinking I'm wrong, and pulling the corner of my clothes desperately...

There are painful memories in the memories of previous lives, but there are also many interesting and happy memories, and I can’t say enough.

Song Qingshi leaned on Yue Wuhuan's shoulder, listening a little attentively, and suddenly felt a hazy feeling in his heart.

"No Huan..."

"how?"

"I suspect that you made me what I am now."

"Don't say silly things."

"Maybe, I was born for you?"

"Then I'm not welcome."

"..."

In the early morning of the next day, Song Qingshi got up with a sore back and a sore back. Last night, he was more upset, or you're welcome, and he branded him personally. As a result, he tossed all night. Now he is covered with traces and his voice is a little hoarse. Determined to train well, otherwise the future will be difficult...

The less joyful he ran to deal with official duties, let him lie in bed for more rest.

Song Qingshi lay on the bed and read a book for a while.

When he passed the garden, he suddenly heard crying from the pool...

Song Qingshi walked over and took a look, and found that it was a very beautiful girl with messy hair, disheveled clothes, and no shoes and socks. She seemed to have just got up from the bed, sitting by the pool with the embroidered kerchief in her hand, facing the reflection in the water. , Weeping in the wind, I see pity.

There was a scratch on the slightly exposed collarbone, and there were some bruises on her arm.

Song Qingshi’s mind was full of research babies, and he walked over without thinking about it. After walking not far, he felt that something was wrong. He quickly stepped back and looked at the scars on the girl’s body and arms, and found that they were all bedspreads. The pinch marks and scratches left by very fierce tactics, and the deep bite marks on the neck!

He and Yue Wuhuan two big men, no matter how crazy they play, they can't make this kind of injury.

What violence happened to this girl? She looked at the reflection in the water so focused, wouldn't she want to drown herself in the water?

Song Qingshi was a little panicked, he was ready for rescue and approached quietly.

The girl noticed his existence, turned her head, looked around with red eyes, and asked: "Who are you? What do you want to do?!"

"I'm new here," Song Qingshi asked cautiously, "Why are you crying here?"

"I upset Brother Zihao," the girl cried more pitifully when she heard the sadness, her words were a little messy, "Last night was Brother Zihao's birthday, I made a new set of clothes for him, and I followed everything. He, following him, he finally slept with me... This morning, he lost his temper for some reason and drove me out again, saying that he would break up."

Song Qingshi felt incredible. How could such a beautiful and virtuous girl be abandoned?

The girl cried out of breath: "I did something wrong. Brother Zihao can beat and scold as much as he wants, I don't want to break up..."

Song Qingshi was even more sluggish: "Is he still beating you?"

The girl nodded aggrievedly: "Well, it's not good for me to be beaten, and it should be right for Brother Zihao to be angry..."

Song Qingshi was angry. This is typical emotional manipulation, right?

There is a scumbag who can domestic violence in the top of the immortal? !

He must quickly tell Yue Wuhuan and immediately clear the door!