Mistakenly Saving the Villain

Outside the door, there was a flustered knock on the door.

A young disciple of the Scarlet Cloud Sect ran to announce: "Someone is coming from Jinfeng Villa, please see the Medicine King Xianzun. This is a gift list."

Song Qingshi almost squirted out the sweet soup in his mouth. He watched uncomfortably at the gloomy and unhappy face, wishing to swear by the heavens.

He really has nothing to do with that **** martial art! Don't want to have any relationship!

However, Jinfeng Villa is a very famous existence in the immortal realm. The disciples of the Scarlet Cloud Sect have not seen many worlds. Seeing the piles of gifts, they were shocked and frightened. Wherever they could think about it, they ran directly to report, as if they had acquiesced in medicine. Wang Xianzun was staying in the martial arts as a guest, and the gift list and the greeting card were delivered to him, and he did not give him a chance to excuse him at all.

Song Qingshi glanced at the gift list with a cold face, and saw a large pile of strange flowers and plants on it, all poking in his heart, making it itch to death.

No, for the little angel, he must reject that bunch of **** fiercely!

Song Qingshi sadly returned the gift form, pretending that he hadn't seen it, and said angrily: "No!"

Yue Wuhuan glanced at the greeting card and said, "It's okay to see."

Song Qingshi's angry face instantly broke his merits. He turned his head and looked at Yue Wuhuan in disbelief...

Yue Wuhuan took the gift form again from the Scarlet Cloud Sect disciple, looked at it, and smiled: "Everyone is here, so you have to figure out what's going on? You can go to prepare a meeting place, can you go to the flower hall? "

When the disciples of Chiyunzong saw that they had accepted the greeting card and the gift list, they repeatedly agreed and left in a hurry.

"Why do you want to see those people?" Song Qingshi was anxious, pulling Yue Wuhuan's sleeves, and asked incoherently, "They are all beasts, I hate them, I just can't beat them now, I can't beat them and burn the broken place. ..."

"Lord, please rest assured," Yue Wuhuan opened the greeting note and said with a smile pointing to the name. "The person who came is not Jin Feiyu, but the slave named Bai Zihao. No, now he should get rid of his slave status. It is the treasure on the apex of Jin Feizhen's heart. In order to protect him, Jin Feizhen was bitten by the wolves in the Secret Realm of Extreme Flame. It is said that after some time, the two of them will be married."

Song Qingshi felt that the name was familiar, and after thinking about it for a long time, he remembered that he was the boy in white clothes he had seen in Langgantai.

The Blood King Vine wrapped around his wrist again, and shook it coquettishly.

"That guy is not a bad person," Yue Wuhuan said with a smile, "My lord, go and see him, I'm curious about what he wants."

Song Qingshi had no resistance to the little angel's request, and he had to agree to it no matter if he was unwilling...

Yue Wuhuan tidyed up the messy hair on his head, put two cleansing curses on the vestments, and took care of the dignity that Yaowang Xianzun should have, and then eagerly urged him to go to the flower hall to meet the guests, and he put the root blood king. Teng quietly followed behind, investigating the situation.

Song Qingshi went to the Flower Hall aggrieved, and then assumed the state when the experiment was interrupted. He sat on the armchair with a displeased face, tapping the table with his fingers impatiently, hoping to convey the meaning of not wanting to listen to nonsense.

The disciples of the Scarlet Cloud Sect led the Jinfeng Villa into the Flower Hall.

After Song Qingshi saw the incoming person, he was still slightly stunned.

In his mind, Yue Wuhuan will always be the number one beauty in the world, but this boy of Bai Zihao still left a deep impression on him, just like the bright and bright moon, although it is not amazing, it will make the sight unbearable. Stay on him. Today's Bai Zihao has a more refined appearance, with a little more indescribable charm on his body, just like a flower that has been raised, trimmed at will, and then inserted into the most beautiful form in a vase for people to enjoy.

Although he is still pretty, he seems to have no reluctance towards life...

Jin Feizhen is true love for him, from being a slave to the owner and the clerk, it can be regarded as a step up to the sky, and it is an existence that everyone in the immortal world envy.

Song Qingshi felt strange and uncomfortable.

Knowing that he doesn't like turning around, Bai Zihao bowed his way and asked directly: "I heard that the medicine king Xianzun has won the spirit orb of the Wannian Water Monster. Jinfeng Villa wants to ask for one. I don't know if I can cut love?"

In addition to making clear water powder, the water spirit pearls can also heal and suppress fire-attribute injuries, with miraculous effects.

Bai Zihao is the spiritual root of water, but he didn't directly ask for the clear water, but for the water spirit pearl. Obviously, he didn't ask for it for himself, but for Jin Feizhen's garbage beast.

Song Qingshi was furious in his heart, but couldn't think of what to scold, so he simply walked away.

Bai Zihao knew that he had a perverse personality and behaved differently from ordinary people, but he never thought that he would be able to find the Water Spirit Orb immediately. He retreated and went to live in a nearby town, planning to spend a few more days slowly. He is good-looking, has a better personality, is quite friendly, has a loose hand, and quickly regained several stupid disciples of the Chilong Sect, confided in the news, and had occasional encounters with Song Qingshi from time to time.

Song Qingshi is very responsible for the patient, and he must confirm that his condition is stable before he enters the recovery stage.

Immortal Monarch Yanyuan is not a talented monk. His life is old and his physique is not good. In addition, he has a variety of hidden diseases accumulated in the past, so his condition is a bit recurring. Song Qingshi decided to stay for a few more days for the sake of teaching his apprenticeship. He decided to leave after confirming that his condition was not hindered.

Now, Bai Zihao makes him want to leave...

Song Qingshi went to Yue Wuhuan and complained: "That animal Jin Feizhen should already know that you are my apprentice? Why does he have the face to come to me for the water spirit pearl? You can rest assured that I will never give it to that guy! Please..."

Yue Wuhuan suddenly said, "Give it to him."

Song Qingshi didn't come up in a breath and was almost choked to death again. He hurriedly pulled the kind little angel and took the posture of a loyal minister to persuade the emperor to faint the emperor, and remonstrated, "No joy, don't repay your grievances with virtue."

"I didn't mean that," Yue Wuhuan realized that he had misunderstood, and explained quickly, "Jin Feizhen deliberately sent Bai Zihao to ask for the water spirit pearl. Bai Zihao...had the same background as me. Not only did he have no enmity, but also a little bit. Friendship. He is a kind-hearted person. He has pleaded for me and sent medicine, so I don’t feel bad about him."

Song Qingshi was stunned for a moment: "But, he asked for Jin Feiyu."

"If you can't ask for the Water Lingzhu to go back, he will definitely be punished," Yue Wuhuan sneered. "Jin Feiyu has a lot of evil tastes and tricks in punishing people, and he won't feel pity for the object. The Lord should have also discovered that The scars on Bai Zihao's neck and wrists? If you use his spirit to detect it, there should be more on his body, so he has to ask for it, dare not ask for it, otherwise it will be very difficult to go back."

Song Qingshi didn't understand: "Didn't Jin Feizhen like him, do you want to make a couple with him?"

Shouldn't the Taoist priest take good care of it? Are you not allowed to accept even the slightest grievance?

The more Wuhuan smiled: "Jin Feiyu likes him as much as him, but as me if he doesn't like it."

The difference between the two is just being ruined by one person and being ruined by many people.

Song Qingshi understood, and was disgusted by the animal. He didn't know what to say, and felt a little nauseous.

"There is no need to care about him, he is just a poor man who can't help himself," Yue Wuhuan thought about the sheepskin on his body. When he talked about Bai Zihao, he showed a bit of mercy on his face, but his analysis was extremely rational. "The injuries in the Secret Realm of Extreme Flames can be cured even if you don't use Lingzhu, but it will be very troublesome, and you will suffer a lot of pain. Jin Feiqi sent me and I have an old Bai Zihao to bring a heavy gift to ask for medicine, and he also showed good intentions. Meaning. Since we are not sure to be an enemy of Jinfeng Villa now, we might as well accept this generous gift and respond with sincerity so as not to increase the misunderstanding..."

The slaves sent by Jinfeng Villa are favored and have a better future. It happens occasionally. No matter how much they toss about from mortal origin, they can't get over any big storms. They have never brought any trouble. The Medicine King Valley has nothing to do with the world, let alone. It's worth keeping in mind, but the more Wuhuan has tossed over the years is too much to be ignored.

Although he did not touch anything about Jinfeng Villa for the sake of the Lord's safety.

However, Jin Feizhen still had some suspicions about Yaowanggu, and this time seeking medicine should also be a test of Song Qingshi's attitude.

If you don't deal with it well, you will have endless troubles.

Song Qingshi calmed down and wanted to understand the truth, but he just wasn't reconciled...

If you are not reconciled, you must work hard and turn grief and anger into motivation.

"When I went back this trip, I stopped several drug trials that I had originally planned." Song Qingshi took a deep breath. He decided to temporarily abandon his hobbies and study more important things. "I once pondered the "Nie's Toxic Classics". ", the Flower Dove Poison and the Black Death Butterfly inside have a lot of room for improvement. I want to try to make a poison that kills the distracted monk, you help me..."

He must study toxicology carefully, kill the beast of Jin Feizhen, and avenge Yue Wuhuan!

"Okay, I'll help you, this time I will go to Nanhai City to buy some poisonous grasses by the way," Yue Wuhuan looked at his puffed expression, couldn't help poking and teasing, "Master, don't be angry, This is not something worth taking in your heart. I will give the Water Spirit Orb to that guy for you. After all, you have known each other, and have been parting for many years, and want to say a few words about the old."

Jinfeng Villa is far less important than Medicine King Valley, and hatred is not as important as the immediate purpose.

He has something to ask that stupid boy.

...

Song Qingshi was uneasy about Jinfeng Villa. Although Bai Zihao seemed harmless, there were still many masters who came with him to protect him. Yue Wuhuan said that Jin Feizhen should have specially arranged it. There is no disgusting person he knew before, but what if there is a fish slipping through the net?

He was determined to follow his side to protect, and he would not leave.

The less joy there is no way to take him, so he has to wait in the town.

Bai Zihao lived in the yard where they lived a while ago, so it was not hard to find.

Song Qingshi sat on a nearby tree, checking the safety of Yue Wuhuan with his divine mind, while staring at the clouds in the sky in a daze. After a while, he was pulled back to Hongchen by the noise.

At dusk, the villagers who had worked for a day started to go home talking and laughing. The cowherd boy sang love songs and molested the girl who had returned from plucking the lotus. Then the girl smiled and smashed his face with a lotus flower. The two village women quarreled by the river, full of foul language, but it didn't take long for them to reconcile inexplicably.

Song Qingshi secretly memorized a few curse words, and thought it might be useful to curse Alaska in the future.

On the ridge, a farmer came happily carrying a wild deer, and kept greeting his friends: "The game I picked up at the foot of the mountain, you bring some good wine and food in the evening, we will not be drunk or go home." Joyfully, they shouted ovations, and they stretched out their hands to touch the fat deer.

Song Qingshi looked at the deer and was stunned.

He immediately jumped off the tree, rushed to the vicinity, snatched the deer over, and the red lotus profound fire in his hand rose and burned to ashes.

The farmer looked at him with an expression of seeing a ghost.

Song Qingshi stumbled and explained: "This, you can't eat, you can't touch..."

Before he could finish his words, the farmer scrambled to flee.

Song Qingshi hurriedly grasped the farmer, the underworld in his hand rose from the underworld, and went around twice before letting go.

The farmer was scared to urinate, cried bitterly, and kept kowtowing: "Pray for immortality for your life."

Song Qingshi was a little anxious, and all the words were held in his chest again. I don’t know how to say it. He turned the matter a few times in his mind, organized the language, and prepared the draft. When he could explain the matter clearly, the farmer was already Fleeing, the surrounding villagers also fled.

"This deer... died after eating poisonous weeds. Its fur and meat are highly poisonous..."

"I just want to detoxify you..."

"Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you..."

Song Qing stood dazedly by the side of the road, facing the empty road, saying things that no one could hear.

He stood for a long, long time, thought for a long, long time, then released his divine mind, controlled countless insects, found the piece of weeds with familiar toxins at the foot of the mountain, cleared it, and then checked around...

Finally, he returned to the tree and quietly looked at the clouds in the sky.

The cloud is really pretty.

He felt a little bit more unhappy, and a little sad...