Mistakenly Saving the Villain

Song Qingshi asked puzzledly: "Feng Jun feels like a nickname?"

"It's a nickname." The red-dressed girl who claimed to be Fengjun gently pulled his sleeves and replied aggrievedly, "I vaguely remember that my mother called me this way, but my head hurts and I can't remember goodbye. That's..."

Song Qingshi felt that Fengjun's head injury would not be so serious that it would affect his memory, but when he thought about the unreasonable amnesia symptoms in his head, he hesitated again. Maybe in this world of immortality, partial amnesia is a common thing?

Feng Jun has a strange background, his looks and temperament make him have an inexplicable favor, and the smell on his body is sweet, and he even has the urge to hug people back to be loved.

Song Qingshi tried hard to think about it. His memory is full of medicine and research. He has never had such a strange idea of ​​a girl. No matter how beautiful he is... Is it possible that the memory he lost includes a major change in temperament, he did it? A lot of despicable things?

Suddenly a vague segment flashed in my mind.

He seemed to have pressed some beauty in the middle of the night, and kissed him regardless of resistance? The beauties are almost crying...

This is the standard act of apprenticeship, right?

Song Qingshi was a little panicked...

Feng Jun lowered his head and glanced at Song Qingshi's face secretly from time to time, as if thinking silently. Next to him, Song Jincheng had already knelt in front of Mei Se, and said countless nonsense, patted his chest to ensure that they were good people.

Song·Unconscious·Qingshi became more guilty as he listened, stood up straight, and tried to pretend that he was also a gentleman.

The red fairy bird on his shoulder flew away at some point.

Suddenly, there was the sound of the branches being crushed in the mountains and forests, as well as the sound of exhalation.

Feng Jun's face quickly turned pale, and when he grabbed Song Qing, he shouted, "Run away!"

Song Qingshi also noticed a strange voice and asked, "What is this?"

"It's a snake, a snake monster," Feng Jun was trembling with fear, "I remember, I was chased by this snake monster, and then fell off the cliff, you run..."

Yaowanggu raises a lot of poisonous snakes and takes poison to make medicine. The apprentices are all capable of catching snakes.

Song Jincheng was not afraid. He took out the sword from the mustard bag and blocked it in front of the beauty, and said majesticly: "Don't be afraid, the mere snake demon, let's see how the young master cleans it up!"

In the woods, a huge white snake came out with silver scales covered with moss, and the eyes were like red lanterns. He was spitting out letters several meters long, staring at the cliff, and using the letters to probe the smell in the air, he gradually became excited. .

Song Qingshi was not afraid of snakes, but he had never seen such a horrible snake. Looking at the big mouth that can swallow an elephant's blood basin, he was a little panicked: "Jincheng, are you sure you can clean it up?"

The sword in Song Jincheng's hand was trembling, his legs were trembling, and tears fell unconvincingly.

Feng Jun carefully looked at their expressions and suggested: "Shall we run away?"

"Run!" Song Qingshi made a decisive decision and issued a retreat command. He ignored Fengjun's thoughts, picked up Fengjun, carefully put on the spirit horse, and then jumped up, holding Fengjun tightly in his arms with one hand. In, avoid falling, use the other hand to ride the horse and whip, and escape from the hunting ground of the snake monster at the fastest speed.

Feng Jun embraced his waist, buried him deeply in his arms, smelling the fragrance of the herbs, shaking with excitement. He liked Song Qingshi's reaction so much, the feeling of being protected like a treasure.

Seeing him trembling, Song Qingshi comforted: "Don't be afraid, I will definitely save you."

Feng Jun took a deep breath, controlled his emotions, and said softly: "Yeah."

Song Jincheng also jumped on the horse and fled frantically, only hating the horse for not having eight legs.

Three thousand years ago, after An Long entered the devil, he cancelled the spirit beast contract with the white dragon and threw it to the mountains and forests. Nirvana at the pinnacle of immortality, after Yue Wuhuan was reborn as a god, he considered that this white snake was Song Qingshi’s favorite. The beast fights, tempers his cultivation, and enhances his combat power. Now, Opteron has become a well-known great monster in the world of immortality.

Opteron lacks IQ, and doesn't understand what Yue Wuhuan is doing. He is tortured enough and just wants to go to hibernation.

Yue Wuhuan always lied to it: "If you are obedient, and come back in time, you will be accepted as a pet."

Opteron believed this promise, and insisted on **** training very hard, working hard to work hard for Yue Wuhuan.

He has a dream to be the best pet snake in the world.

Yesterday, Yue Wuhuan came over and asked it to make some wounds on his body with divine power, and he obediently did so. Looking back, it suddenly felt something wrong. Although the body of the **** is very difficult to hurt, he can hurt himself by himself. Why do he have to ask himself for help? Could it be this wound, if it is caused by self-harm, will it be discovered? Who has such great ability to distinguish between self-harm and injury?

Opteron felt that he hadn't been so clever in his life. He sniffed the smell secretly, hiding his breath, and followed Yue Wuhuan to the Black Goose Mountain.

Sure enough, Song Qingshi is back!

Opteron discerned the smell, became excited, and wanted to rush to act like a baby, but Song Qingshi actually ran away under the instigation of Yue Wuhuan, even without the hug of reunion after a long time. It has no concept of human gender. In recent years, I have seen various incarnations of Wuhuan. I don’t think there is anything strange about women’s clothing, so I didn’t notice...

The more Wuhuan looks like this, he must be the evil demon girl in the drama! Provoking his relationship with Song Qingshi's main pet!

Opteron was desperate and indignant, chasing like crazy...

Song Jincheng was so frightened that he cried, thinking that he was going to become a snake-belly delicacy, and he wailed: "I am an unfilial son, let my parents send white-haired people to black-haired people!"

Feng Jun said quietly: "They just have another one..."

When he bid farewell to Qingluan, he promised to take care of her children and grandchildren. Unexpectedly, Qingluan's heirs were thin, and now only the idiot of Song Jincheng remained. Song Jincheng's mother was born in an immortal gate and had already formed a golden pill. If she was killed, Qingluan's bloodline would be broken, and there was no substitute.

He hesitated very much...

Now, the idiot has become Song Qingshi's lifesaver, and it is harder to kill. Or, in the future, I will return to Yaowanggu, put him in the back mountain, and get rid of this stupidity before he is allowed to come out to see people?

Feng Jun was lying on Song Qingshi, abandoning the sound of ghost calls next to him, and carefully planned...

Song Qingshi suddenly found that the girl's chest was almost as flat as her own. When she first carried it, she felt as if she weighed a hundred or dozens, and she didn't know where the meat was hidden. She always felt unreasonable...

He was a little curious, but he didn't dare to ask or think about it. My sister had said that these were restricted areas for girls. If they asked, it would be harassment and would be killed.

Song Qingshi thinks more and more, and loses confidence in his own behavior.

Two spirit horses fled wildly in front, and a giant snake chased wildly at the back, running three hills. In the end, the red fairy bird flew up, gave the stupid snake a paw, and slapped it wildly, finally releasing the chasing scene.

Lingma was so tired that she foamed at her mouth, almost pouting.

A small town appeared in front of him. Song Qingshi saw that the sky was dark, and took everyone to find an inn to rest. This town is located on the main road of transportation, although it is small but prosperous. Song Qingshi handed the Lingma to the inn Xiaoer, taking advantage of not short of money, instructed the Xiaoer to go to the drugstore to buy some rejuvenating herbs, and feed it to the Lingma...

The innkeeper said with a smile, "We still have two rooms."

Song Qingshi seized the opportunity to show the demeanor of a gentleman: "Two men and one girl, two rooms are completely fine, just squeeze Jincheng and I."

Song Jincheng also patted his chest to ensure that he would not take advantage of girls.

After hearing the arrangement, Feng Jun was stunned for a moment, then smiled softly and said that he wanted to go to the kitchen to find some food for everyone, and then walked slowly, rolling up his long hair and putting on a pair of tulle gloves. After about three quarters of an hour, several monks rushed down, their faces were pale, and they stumbled and said that they would go for penance. No more money...

The innkeeper looked at their expressions and almost thought he was haunted.

Song Jincheng said that he was not short of money and did not want to squeeze the room with a man. Song Qingshi took the opportunity to change the three rooms that were connected together. Fengjun Shishi dragged his skirt back, holding a bowl of sweet soup and handing it to Song Qing, expecting: "The kitchen materials are not enough, so I can only simply cook some food... I haven't made it for a long time, some hand-made, you Don't dislike it."

Song Qingshi felt that his dark golden eyes were filled with stars, more charming than food. After hesitating, Feng Jun had already smiled and picked up the spoon, blew the heat, and put the sweet soup directly into his mouth. The movements are flowing and flowing, as if they have been rehearsed countless times.

The sweet soup conveyed a touch of honey on the tip of his tongue. This kind of taste memory engraved in his bones once again disturbed Song Qingshi's mind. He stared blankly at the full smile of the girl in front of him, his ears were a little red, and his heart was a little flustered, thinking Refusal, but his foot was slightly hooked under the table...

Feng Jun smiled: "Don't refuse me."

His voice is gorgeous, with an indisputable taste in tenderness.

Song Qingshi couldn't refuse any request from him, and obediently withdrew his hand.

Feng Jun stretched out a spoonful of sweet soup again, and smiled and said, "Sit down."

Song Qingshi sat reflexively and opened his mouth obediently.

Song Jincheng was depressed: "Where is my share?"

Feng Jun glanced at him, gently turned his gaze away, and said calmly: "Let the people in the kitchen do it for you."

He continued to eat sweet soup while feeding Song Qing with a smile, as if he was the only one in his eyes.

Song Jincheng looked at the goddess with affection in his eyes, and at Song Qing, whose ears were red and drinking soup, why didn't he understand the goddess' wishes? He was so jealous that tears were about to come out. Is Song Jincheng not handsome enough? Or is the character not good enough? Why doesn't every goddess like the sunny and handsome boy? Only like a soft and honest little white face? Is he too late to change his image now? When he saw Yu Wenyu, he wanted to grab a friend to drink, crying and crying, and on this painful and long single road, the two went hand in hand and walked on...

He turned his grief and anger into appetite, and let the innkeeper served eight dishes, ate them hard and hard.

...

Opteron was learning from it.

Although the former owner and Yue Wuhuan have both commented on it, saying that the IQ in the brain has been replaced by physical strength, but after so many years, its IQ has been slowly increasing, at least it has been understood, and followed. The master’s trash has no future and can never win favor. You must learn from Yue Wuhuan to have a chance to win favor.

Therefore, when it can change its human form, I decisively chose to blend Yue Wuhuan and Song Qingshi's appearance together, turning it into a three-year-old boy, with long black hair, golden phoenix eyes, and white face, super cute. ,Super beautiful! It is definitely the cub that humans love and love!

Then, he also referred to human social relations and found a way for Song Qingshi to adopt it.

Seeing that the bird was flying far away, the white dragon quietly came out of the hiding place, turned into a human form, concealed a demon, entered the inn, sniffed the smell, and found Song Qingshi and others who were eating, and it turned into the more Wuhuan incarnation. The terrifying breath rushed forward without fear, holding Song Qingshi's thigh, crying:

"father!"

The chopsticks in Song Qingshi's hand were all frightened.

Feng Jun put down the bowl heavily, went over with a calm face, and tugged at its ears to teach: "How does this kid talk?"

Opteron was so painful that tears came out. After thinking about the human relations network, he flattened his mouth and tried to compromise:

"mother……"