This host can deal with it, let her be a villain, she really does

Chapter 85 Passionate but always ruthless, I feel like I can’t laugh (3)

The immortal in white clothes and black hair frowned slightly and scolded coldly, "Nonsense."

"Ah" the woman stood up weakly and bonelessly, and her eyes fell on the dirty boy. To be precise, it was not on the boy, but on the hands they were holding.

Xinxi relied on the fact that Shen Yue could not see him and looked at the boy as if he were looking at goods.

But he said happily: "Where is this poor child? He looks so lovable. Why don't you give it to me, senior brother?"

The boy looked at the woman with dark eyes, but hid behind Shen Yue as if in fear, and said intermittently, "No."

After saying that, he shrank back behind Shen Yue, his thin body trembling slightly.

Shen Yue's eyebrows became colder and colder, "Xinxi, he is not a toy."

Xin Xi's expression turned cold, but her voice was still sweet, "Senior brother, don't be upset, if you don't give it to me, I won't take it!"

The boy tilted his head and looked at the woman with terrifyingly dark eyes.

The paper crane flew onto the woman's white finger. I don't know what she said, but the woman left without staying too long.

Generally, Xin Xi handles all the big and small matters in the sect, while Shen Yue spends most of his time practicing.

A disciple wanted to take the boy down to take a bath first, but the boy tightly grabbed Shen Yue's sleeves and hid behind her and refused to let go.

The disciple stood there awkwardly with his head lowered.

Shen Yue wanted to pull him in front of her, but the boy huddled tightly behind her, not daring to come out.

Shen Yue felt helpless, waving the disciple to leave, and personally took his hand to the bath.

The boy's entire body was submerged in the warm water, with only his head outside. His extremely dark eyes were always fixed on the immortal in white who had his back turned to him.

He was afraid that the immortal in front of him would disappear in the blink of an eye, and then return to his nightmare-like life.

Until I washed my body, put on a silky and soft light blue robe, and ate a rich meal, everything here was like a dream.

Shen Yue sat on the soft couch, her sleeves still being pulled by the young man. She said calmly, "What's your name?"

The boy is very thin and has dark yellow skin, which makes his dark eyes look even more unflattering.

He spoke intermittently and sounded very difficult: "I, I don't know."

No one has ever called his name. He has been an abandoned existence since he was born, living a life worse than a pig or a dog. The people he is called the most are just a little beggar and a little bastard.

The immortal, whose eyes were covered with white cloth, was stunned for a moment. His long, snow-white hands fell on his rough hair, and his voice was cold: "It doesn't matter, from now on you can call me Rong Hua."

System: [What route are you going to take?]

Shen Yue: [Just follow the plot.]

The original owner is not a good person. In her original plot, she is not really good to the villain. The reason why she keeps the villain by her side is also because of the prophecy. She knows that the villain has two demon bones, and the best way is to stay with her. It is safe. The reason why the villain is not killed is because the demon god cannot be killed at all. Even if he is killed, he will still be reincarnated. You cannot kill people every day.

But the original owner only wanted to practice, and she didn't care about the life or death of the villain.

The boy subconsciously rubbed her hand, a hint of admiration flashed across his dim eyes.

"good."

Shen Yue took him to the side hall and asked the boy to lie on the bed obediently and cover himself with a quilt.

After placing him, Shen Yue originally wanted to get up, but the boy's sleeves were tightly grasped by him, and he never let go.

Shen Yue was helpless, but still sat by the bed and stayed with the boy.

When she heard the boy's gradually calming breathing, Shen Yue stood up very lightly and gently pulled back her sleeves.

As soon as he came out, the disciple guarding the door came forward and saluted: "Master, Elder Ye is waiting inside."

Shen Yue nodded lightly.

The disciple quietly raised his eyes, and could only see the immortal with his eyes covered with white cloth walking past him. His profile was cold and beautiful, his steps were slow and elegant, and he could not tell that he was blind at all.

With a flash of thought, the disciple quickly lowered his head, not daring to take another unbridled look.

Elder Ye was drinking spiritual tea when Shen Yue arrived.

Elder Ye was a kind-looking old man. He drank the tea in his hand calmly. After finishing the drink, he said, "I heard you brought someone back."

Shen Yue sat up straight and hummed softly.

"The natural aptitudes that attract your attention are quite good. You are already a grown man, and it is time for you to become an apprentice and make your Zinqing Palace lively and lively."

"That's exactly what I meant."

Her skin was sickly pale, and her brows became colder and colder.

Elder Ye felt very powerless, but there was nothing he could do. He talked about accepting disciples here and left.

Shen Yue went directly to the bedroom and sat cross-legged on the bed to practice.

There was a gentle sobbing sound coming from the side hall, and Shen Yue heard it immediately. She could not see it with her eyes, but her ears were very keen.

The spiritual energy slowly retracted, and Shen Yue stood up and walked out.

"Master, he has been crying. Disciple should not know what to do." The disciple looked embarrassed. He had never taken care of a child before, so when he saw the boy crying, he became confused.

Shen Yue waved for him to go out first, strolling beside the bed and groping for the quilt.

As soon as Rong Hua saw Shen Yue, she grabbed her sleeves. She wasn't crying, she was just sobbing, which sounded pitiful and cute.

"Don't cry."

Snow-white fingers wiped his tears with gentle movements, as if treating a treasure.

After all, he is still just a child, but it is a pity that he became crooked when he grew up.

The boy rubbed his face helplessly on her hand, and spoke with a thick nasal voice: "I'm afraid..."

Shen Yue's cold eyebrows softened slightly: "I'm here."

"Don't leave, I'm afraid of being alone, okay?" The boy's face was full of tears, his eyes were red, and he felt a little more energetic.

"good."

After all, he was still a child of five or six years old, and he fell asleep again soon after.

This time Shen Yue did not leave while he was sleeping, but sat beside the bed and watched over him.

Rong Hua had never slept so well before. He was covered with a soft and fragrant quilt, wearing silky fabric clothes, and a soft and fragrant pillow was pillowed under his head.

Suddenly like a dream.

He was reluctant to open his eyes now, but the silky fabric in his hand made him slightly stunned.

He opened his eyes suddenly and saw that he was holding a corner of the snow-white cloth in his hand. Looking up along the white cloth, he saw the immortal with his eyes covered with white cloth.

His breathing gradually became lighter, the tip of his nose suddenly became sore, and tears flowed silently. He did not dare to cry loudly, because he was afraid that the immortal would find him annoying.

The immortal looked cold, but he was so kind to him. No one had ever treated him so well.

--but

Will the immortal always be so kind to him?

"Are you awake?" A cold voice interrupted the boy's thoughts.

Rong Hua hummed obediently, then got up from the bed, sat on his knees, and looked at Shen Yue's level.

I'm so afraid that half of the update will be blocked, woo woo woo

(End of chapter)