Mistakenly Saving the Villain

Early in the morning, the messenger bird came back with a Dharma ship pulled by a dragon elephant beast.

Song Qingshi signed a transportation contract with the Fairy Beast Gate, confirming that Qingluan and the children all boarded the ship, flying the Fairy Beast high in the sky, looking down at the deserted Yanshan Gate, the mysterious red lotus in his hand bloomed again, igniting a raging fire and burning. This evil cave.

The flight speed of the French ship is slow, and it takes about three days to reach Yaowang Valley.

Song Qingshi muttered the more joyless, with an arrow at home, he carefully confessed a few words to Qingluan, and left first.

He landed in a few cities on the way, and spent a lot of time, so he hurriedly hurryed, and when he returned to the Valley of the King of Medicine, it was the end of the sea. He counted the time, afraid that it was too late, and hurriedly wanted to find someone, but saw that Yue Wuhuan had appeared in front of him.

Song Qingshi breathed a sigh of relief: "I thought you were asleep."

Yue Wuhuan smiled and said: "The Lord said that I can't sleep when I come back today, so I am waiting for you here."

"It's fine if you don't sleep, come with me." Song Qingshi didn't think much, and hurriedly dragged him onto the fairy beast and flew into the air.

Yue Wuhuan was a little confused by his operation, and comforted: "Master, the mouse is okay, and the Zhuangzi outside is okay."

Song Qingshi said happily: "I want to take you to a beautiful place."

He drove the fairy beast and flew to Xinyi Mountain.

Xinyi Mountain is the highest peak of Yaowang Valley. There are no people on weekdays and it is very quiet. There is Du Ruoting on the top of the mountain. Song Qingshi occasionally sat in a daze in a pavilion, watching strange flowers and weeds in spring, Feiquan Waterfall in summer, red leaves in the sky in autumn, and snow-capped in winter. All the scenery is half-concealed in the mist, which is so beautiful. At night, this is the only place in Yaowang Valley where there is no fog, and it is the best place to see the sky full of stars.

He had long wanted to bring Yue Wuhuan to play here, but he was delayed by various things.

The weather is clear tonight, the stars are just right, and it is best for celebration.

Yue Wuhuan followed Song Qingshi into Du Ruoting hesitantly and sat on a long stone bench. Then Song Qingshi smiled and sat next to him. The two of them were close together. He felt that his heartbeat was a bit fast and his thoughts were mixed, as long as he had this People are around, even if the galaxy is vast and picturesque, they can't enter his eyes.

Song Qingshi flicked his fingers, lit Du Ruoting's lantern, enveloped the two of them with candlelight, and told him earnestly: "I have three gifts for you."

Yue Wuhuan immediately guessed one of them, and his heartbeat was a little fast.

Song Qingshi took his hand, slowly unfolded it, put a golden star-like stone into his palm, and then tightly grasped his hand, connecting the two palms with the stone.

Yue Wuhuan saw countless treasures, and immediately recognized the preciousness of the stone, and did not dare to say: "This is...the essence of all souls?"

He finally knew the whereabouts of the two hundred thousand spiritual stones. This gift was so expensive that he didn't know what to do...

"Well, you close your eyes and relax. There is only a little pain." Song Qingshi asked him to take out the rosary beads, gave a few words happily, and then used his spiritual power, carefully intertwining countless spiritual threads on the quintessence of spirit. Form a rune, and then use the quintessence of the spirit as a medium to extradite these spirit thread runes to the depths of the more Wuhuan divine soul, pounce on the chains that imprison the soul, and chop them one by one.

Yue Wuhuan's hands were very hot, and his back became very hot, as if there was a gentle fire burning, burning the mark of the livestock that had ruined his dignity little by little. The place after the flame was refreshing and indescribably comfortable. At the moment when all the chains were cut off, the rosary beads turned into powder, and he suddenly felt that his soul was relaxed. The spiritual power in his dantian was growing crazily. He wanted to break through the bottleneck formed by the narrow meridians, and quickly circulated for two weeks. Fang The breath calmed down.

He opened his eyes and couldn't believe that he just got rid of the imprisonment of longing and thinking like this, like a dream...

Song Qingshi let go and asked excitedly: "Is it a success? Let me see, okay?!"

Yue Wuhuan took a deep look at him, slowly opened his clothes, and turned around.

The enchanting mark spreading on the back has completely disappeared, leaving only a small red phoenix birthmark, printed on the left butterfly bone, revealing its original appearance.

Song Qingshi poked Xiao Fenghuang and said in surprise: "Your birthmark is very cute."

"Yeah." Yue Wuhuan felt that his ears were a little hot. He was afraid of being seen by the other party. He quickly put on his clothes again, lowered his head, and controlled his cheeks not to turn red with "locking emotion", and tried to make himself look natural. Some, adjusted his breathing a few times, and then stood up and bowed to Song Qingshi cautiously.

He didn't say any more words of thanks, because some kindness can no longer be expressed in words, and it takes a lifetime to repay.

"Don't thank you, I'm embarrassed, I'm embarrassed that I promised you that it has been delayed for so long," Song Qingshi pulled him up and said with a smile, "I still have a gift for you, you will like it. "

In the mustard bag, a soul lamp was taken out, and a painful soul was constantly struggling in the faint blue flame in the lamp.

Yue Wuhuan took the lamp, saw the appearance of his soul, and opened his eyes in disbelief: "Is this Xie Que?"

Song Qingshi nodded: "I killed him and locked his soul in this lamp."

The cultivators of the immortal world will hate those who have a deep hatred, and will use the soul lamp to constrain their souls after death, so that they cannot be easily freed.

Yue Wuhuan's breathing hurried again: "Why?"

"He is your hatred and the source of your pain," Song Qingshi considered his words for a long time and slowly explained, "I am a dull person, who always can't understand other people's intentions. This is to relieve your hatred, how to torture you. Anyway, if you want to let go of your pain and hatred one day, just smash this lamp and let me know what you want..."

Yue Wuhuan stunned and said: "My heart?"

Song Qingshi smiled and said, "Break off the shackles of the past and have the best life."

The more Wuhuan looked at his smile longingly, and tightly grasped the soul lamp in his hand, only feeling that he could not let go of this hatred in his life.

Song Qingshi was embarrassed and said: "Jin Feizhen should also be killed, but his cultivation is similar to mine. It is rumored that there are distracted monks behind Jinfeng Villa. I am not sure now..." He has calculated many times, but Jin Feizhen is rich and rich. There are countless magic weapons in your body. Although you can use poison to attack secretly, the success rate is very low. He was not afraid of his death, he was afraid that the King of Medicine Valley would fall into the hands of Jinfeng Villa after his death, and Yue Wuhuan would be brought back to the magic cave again.

"Don't attack Jin Feizhen!" Yue Wuhuan grabbed him and said anxiously, "I have seen with my own eyes that there are indeed distracted monks in Jinfeng Villa, and there are three. Jin Feizhen has a body to resist toxins. The magic weapon is quite restrained to you. The Lord killed Xie Que for me and it was enough to relieve my hatred. Don't take any risks."

"Well," Song Qingshi casually poked the soul in the soul lamp, making him more painful, "If you are not happy, bully him to play and decompress the artifact."

Yue Wu Huan glanced at the soul lamp with a smile, and whispered, "Okay."

He likes this gift so much, he will take good care of this lamp and take care of it every day, so that it will not be damaged in the slightest.

Song Qingshi scratched his head and said embarrassedly: "The last gift is a bit simple."

"I'm very satisfied." Yue Wu Huan looked at him with a smile, and couldn't think of what else he needed.

Song Qingshi carefully took out an old wooden box engraved with a bird pattern and placed it in front of him.

Yue Wuhuan was stunned, he reached out tremblingly and took the wooden box...

When he was a child, he dreamed of collecting the most beautiful gems in the world.

This wooden box was made by his brother when he was six years old. It contained gems given by his parents and brothers, as well as beautiful stones after he came to the immortal world. He collected a box full of them, and he was afraid that everyone would laugh at it naively, so Don't dare to be known. Later, he was sold into Jinfeng Villa and lost everything, and the wooden box disappeared. He perished in **** every day, and he had forgotten his preferences.

He never thought that he could see this wooden box again in his life...

Yue Wuhuan gently stroked the clumsy carving on the wooden box and opened the lid.

The wooden box was filled with a box of gems and stones, including pearls, sapphires, rubies, diamonds... and the beautiful stones that I picked up on the mountain or by the river. He picked up these beautiful gems one by one, put them down one by one, and finally put a white round pebbles in his hand and examined them carefully.

"I don't have money," Song Qingshi was ashamed of the poverty of Yaowanggu, "I saw a lot of gems from the fairy world in the city. They were very beautiful, but they were too expensive for me to buy... so I only bought these. The gems in the room, well, somehow put together a box. I will definitely give you better-looking ones in the future..."

He felt a little frustrated. He felt that these gems were not worthy of the more unhappy beauty, he should buy Fire Stone or Blood Jade.

However, the money Xie Que grabbed from there was going to be used to pay the bills of Yeyu Pavilion and Tiangongfang. He didn't have much pocket money left, so he took out all of it and only bought these...

Song Qingshi stumbled and said, "I'm sorry, when I make money, I will buy you a better one."

"I already have the best." Yue Wuhuan suddenly stretched out his hand, took him into his arms, and hugged him tightly.

He recognized that the white pebble came from the river in Ruoxu Peak, and there was a slight dampness on it, which was put in recently. Such a white and round stone is not easy to find. There is still a little mud in the corner of the Lord's clothes. It must be a long, long time to find it after standing in the water. "Love" wriggled around his neck, absorbing emotions frantically. He piously kissed Song Qingshi's forehead, vaguely made a voice that the other party could not understand, and said that he could not express his love, "I want to give it to you," I'll give you all..."

The first gift, I would like to give you my body...

The second gift, I would like to give you my soul...

The third gift, I would like to give you my heart...

I am yours, always yours...

...

Song Qingshi counted the time, raised his hand, countless profound fire red lotus blooms in the air, overlapping and overlapping, like brilliant fireworks, illuminating the entire valley, as if to constitute the most gorgeous celebration. Standing under the fireworks, he raised his head with a smile, and sincerely gave his best wishes:

"No joy, happy birthday."