Mistakenly Saving the Villain

The author of "Three Brothers Fighting Tiger" is called Xunfang Zhenren. It is currently published in the third volume, to be continued.

The content of the story is: When a kind-hearted and lovely Fu Xiu first came out of the cottage, he met the cold-bellied sword repair and the turbulent demon repair in the secret realm. The unpleasant opponent becomes a good brother, and then the heroes fight righteously and go through the rivers and lakes.

Xunfang’s writing style is excellent, and he tells this simple adventure story ups and downs, with enchanting beauties, treasures and animals, and man’s romance everywhere, each character is portrayed like a life, and the three of them are fully relieved. , The plot of Jiu Yan Huan is even more heroic.

Song Qingshi was nestled in the quilt, playing with luminous beads, ignoring the vines that were tight on his feet several times to urge him to sleep, and he couldn't stop watching.

He finally understood the joy of reading the script.

In the story, Fu Xiu was seriously injured in the hands of Yaohu, Jian Xiu rescued in blood, on Changfeng Mountain, ten thousand swords were sent out, tormented to the heart...

Song Qingshi was very nervous when he saw something cold and moist on his feet. He lifted the quilt and found that it was Opteron who had crawled over, trying to bite off the obnoxious Blood King Vine and occupy his own territory back.

Its teeth were extremely sharp, and it abruptly pulled the Blood King Vine out of several wounds.

"Don't make trouble," Song Qingshi hurriedly separated the Snake Tooth from the Blood King Vine, and then picked up the Haolong, and taught, "This is not a rope, so you are not allowed to bite."

Opteron immediately wrapped his waist, went around a few times, then snuggled against his chest, and refused to leave.

"You are heavier than before," Song Qingshi was angry and funny, "Forget it, you are allowed to stay tonight." Then he shook his foot and ordered, "No joy, don't tie it so tightly, I'm fine."

The Blood King Vine slowly loosened, and continued to gently loop around the ankle.

Song Qingshi didn't understand why Yue Wuhuan didn't place the Blood King Vine on the head of the bed and had to wrap it around him. But during the day when I asked, the more Wuhuan’s expression was embarrassed, and he wanted to stop talking. He guessed that he was in a coma for ten years, and the more Wuhuan got used to taking care of him. Now he is separated and feels uneasy, so he wants to use the Blood King Vine to act like a baby .

Even if your little angel is a little quirky, he should be spoiled.

What does a mere Blood King Vine count? Even if he wants to entangle seven or eight roots, it's okay!

Song Qingshi patted Haolong's head and continued to read the storybook. He was excited. He even got out of bed and got the notebook and charcoal pens. He carefully marked the key points and made notes. While taking notes, he said his thoughts to Haolong: "This The characters in the storybook are written so well and are very close to the status quo. I think that the more unhappy is a kind and lovely rune, Anlong is a turbulent magic repair, I am a cold-bellied sword repairer! Everyone starts from the contradiction. , Don’t fight and don’t know each other, then take a risk..."

Yue Wuhuan who eavesdropped on the Blood King Vine: "???"

An Long who eavesdropped on Opteron: "???"

Song Qingshi quickly determined his future direction. He wanted to drag the two of them out to take an adventure together, and use all kinds of interesting things during the journey to deepen their brotherhood. He remembered that Nanhai City, not far from the Valley of Medicine Kings, was now having a flower festival. Although Nanhai City was small, it was rich in beauties and spirits. It was right for Anlong’s appetite. There were often marine merchants bringing precious gems for sale, which was suitable for the more unhappy. His hobby is still in full bloom of Aconitum, he can buy some medicinal materials along the way.

Going to such a good place to play, even if the plan fails, everyone will not be unhappy, right? Of course, before going, he had to let the two of them look at the script and feel what the deep brotherhood is, so that he can understand his painstaking efforts.

The next day, Yue Wuhuan accepted the script wisely and sensibly: "The Lord said it is good, it must be good."

"I've read this book a long time ago," An Long thought about what he had heard yesterday. After thinking about it all night, he was puzzled and could not help but ask, "You think I am like a magic repair. , Why is he Fu Xiu and you Jian Xiu?" How kind and cute is this evil evildoer? When his family was Xiaoqing, where did he get cold and black?

Song Qingshi confidently said: "Because Jian Xiu is the oldest and is responsible for doing things, he is the older brother; Fu Xiu is the youngest and needs care, and is the younger brother. Among the three of us, I am the oldest, you are the second, and Wuhuan is the youngest. Isn't it right?"

His answer is logical and well-founded.

An Long couldn't find a point that could be rebutted...

"How do you know these things?" Song Qingshi noticed a flaw in his words and realized that this guy was asking him what he said when he was alone in the middle of the night. He thought for a while, grabbed the Opteron, checked it, and caught a small bug in the scales. He was so angry that the pill fire rose in his hand, and he slammed it against Alaska, "You want to eavesdrop on my dreams again!"

He had done this before, not only peeking at him to sleep! Also laughed at him sleeping and hugging the quilt! Dream Talk Back to Medicine Sutra! Said that we should hold something warm! Such as the embrace of a man!

He is not a girl, so what does he hold a man for?

This is obviously mocking him for being like a woman!

Song Qingshi wanted more and more anger, and the red lotus in his hand burned more and more. Anyway, there are still some days before departure. He didn't mind letting Alaska accompany him to heal his injuries!

An Long was burned with his head in his arms. He turned around and saw Yue Wuhuan standing beside him like a okay person. He immediately testified: "He also eavesdropped! Why only burn me?!"

Yue Wuhuan put down the script in his hand and said with a smile: "I have already reported to the Lord about the blood king vine."

"You still want to take others into the water!" Song Qingshi retorted when he saw that he had no repentance. "I am inconvenient, and Wuhuan left the Blood King Vine for the convenience of taking care of me. You let Xiaobai overheard. What is it for?"

An Long's grievance: "I heard that you slept with this guy every day before the accident..."

"You haven't slept before!" Song Qingshi's grievance to him was inexplicable. "You were seriously injured in the Medicine King Valley and could not move. Didn't I also take care of you by your side? It's because you didn't sleep well and your injury was a little better. Just click and drill around, so I changed to two beds."

Isn’t it a matter of course for a seriously ill patient to accompany a bed?

He choked with An Long's stomach full of words, and he just hated the black history when he was young and ignorant, and he couldn't turn it over.

Song Qingshi doubted again: "Why do you know that I slept with Wuhuan?"

An Long's eyeliner in the medicine king Gubu has been completely removed by Yue Wuhuan over the years, causing him to never receive Gu Zhong news again. However, this kind of thing must not be let Song Qingshi know, otherwise he can't explain it after being asked thoroughly, and it is likely to be blacklisted and expelled from the valley.

Song Qingshi's eyes became more and more suspicious, and the pill fire in his hand was looming.

An Long made a decisive decision and dragged him by the side, pretending to be more unhappy: "He said it!"

Yue Wuhuan glanced at him and smiled.

"After we shed our suspicion, we talked very much, and accidentally brought up this topic," An Long's face was sincere, but the force on his fingers was so heavy that he almost smashed the less joyous shoulder blades, with heavy threats, but he begged in his mouth. Said, "I misunderstood you and thought you were doing something interesting behind me, so I sent Xiaobai to eavesdrop, right, brother Wuhuan? Didn't we say yes?"

Song Qingshi was a first-class post-mortem master, and there was almost no cause of death that could not be found.

He is good at Gu, and the more Wuhuan is good at poison, it is difficult for the two of them to conceal their killing methods.

No one wants to anger Song Qingshi, or leave any black spots...

The monk has a long life span, and he doesn't want to fight for the day, even if he wants to eat the other party's meat, he must choose the right time to start. Otherwise, even if you kill the other party, but leave a black history, the murder will become meaningless, and it will cause Song Qingshi's suspicion. If it is traced down, it is likely to reveal other secrets.

They have many secrets in their hearts...

An Long knew that Yue Wuhuan had the same idea, so he took the initiative to show his favor and tolerate himself.

He was even more cautious than himself, never showing the tail of a poisonous snake.

"An Xianzun is right." Yue Wuhuan knew his mind and didn't care about the pain in his shoulder at all. He went down the ladder and rounded up the lie for him. Xianzun still remembers that I am now in a very good condition. I no longer need the Lord to accompany him in bed, let alone do interesting things with the Lord in bed. Please An Xianzun not to do such things anymore."

Song Qingshi was inexplicable: "What else can you do in bed besides sleeping and reading?"

The less joyous and spoiled said: "The Lord said it is extremely true."

An Long looked helplessly at his clear eyes, the full of anger in his stomach disappeared for some reason, and his anger at Yue Wuhuan also faded a lot. He shouldn't have any hope for this idiot who cultivates ruthless Tao. Even a peerless stunner like Yue Wuhuan can't provoke his desires in bed, probably it's really hopeless...

I want him to understand these things, I'm afraid it's like what he saw in the phantom before, forcing, intimidating, controlling...Use various means to instill these things forcibly, forcing him to experience and go. Taste the taste of desire, the green buds can slowly bloom into a beautiful posture.

He thought of the illusion scene, almost couldn't help but want to show his fangs and tear this clean person to pieces...

But, absolutely can't do this, it will hurt him...

Can't make mistakes...

An Long closed his eyes lightly and restrained the evil thoughts in his heart. He could no longer ruin everything that was hard-won.

"An Xianzun," Yue Wuhuan's gentle voice awakened him, "Are you going to travel with the Lord to Nanhai City?"

An Long opened his eyes and looked at Song Qing with a look of expectation. He smiled and showed the corners of his mouth: "You are going, I will naturally go."

Song Qingshi has practiced for nearly a thousand years, at least nine hundred years of residence, and most of the remaining 100 years are still gathering medicine in the mountains and secret realms. The number of times to accompany him out to go out is countless, and it is the first time that he actively invites him to go with him. If he doesn't go, wouldn't he give up the great opportunity to this evildoer?

An Long smiled and draped Yue Wuhuan's shoulders: "Little brother Wuhuan, what's the relationship with us? Don't call me Xianzun, call me Big Brother."

Yue Wuhuan nodded slightly and said with a smile: "Brother An."

Song Qingshi was overjoyed, and suddenly felt that the relationship between the two was not as bad as imagined, and the future was promising. He has to arrange the itinerary of this trip well, ask Ye Lin to find out more about the food, wine and beauty of Nanhai City, find more interesting things, chat more, maybe they will find each other's advantages when they come back from the trip, and completely relieve their happiness. Knot.

Everyone is a tyrant, so what can you fight for? Isn't it good to learn together?

The author has something to say:

Song Xueba will use his own power to pull this story in the direction of standard brotherhood.

Tanmei a woolen yarn! Isn't it good to be a brother?

Song Qingshi: "Come on, let's sing Zhou Huajian's "Friend" together~"

PS:

The author couldn't help but vomit: "Qing Shi...Seven or eight blood king vines are entangled, you are afraid that you will cry so much."

Song Qingshi: "???"