Mistakenly Saving the Villain

In the middle of the night, Yue Wuhuan sat in the Zixuan Hall and looked through the materials sent by Yeyu Pavilion. The more he looked at it, the more interesting he became, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but smile.

In recent years, Yaowanggu has become a cooperative client of Yeyuge. He often purchases a large amount of information and materials. Yue Wuhuan is good at analyzing hidden clues in unimportant things and gaining great benefits. Yeyuge found that he has accurate judgment and cooperated. Several times, he made a lot of profit, and then he was listed as a high-quality customer. Whether it was collecting information or inquiring about intelligence, he was given priority to complete. By the way, he also included additional heads to actively inform the interesting things that happened in the Xiuxian world.

If the information is too trivial, Qingluan will initially check the content, classify and file, and then submit it.

There was a lot of ruthless news in the information sent by Ye Yuge this time.

Qingluan looked a little strange, and after thinking about it for a long time, the more Wuhuan was far from when he needed to consider Dao Xin, his character would not care what other people’s Dao Xin was... If he wanted to kill any ruthless Dao Yuan Ying The cultivator will collect a lot of personal information in advance in a targeted manner. This time there is a lot of information, but there is no targeted target. It doesn't feel like killing, it's more like caring.

The only Nascent Soul monk that Yue Wuhuan cares about is the Lord...

Is it true that the master is the ruthless Tao?

Qingluan was frightened by her guess. She thought about Song Qingshi’s character and felt that she might have thought too much. She tried to confirm: "Brother Wuhuan, this...isn’t the Taoist heart of the Lord? I don’t think it’s the same, Lord Lord. The character is very good, and it’s very nice to everyone."

Yue Wuhuan glanced at her and said with a smile: "It's his Dao heart."

Qingluan felt stunned. No matter how ignorant she was about cultivating Taoism, she also understood that the ruthless Tao could not be lustful. The lord obviously seems to like Brother Wuhuan very much, and the two have a very good relationship. If the lord’s Taoism is ruthless, then...what should I do about this? Can it be saved?

She looked at Yue Wuhuan's relaxed appearance, and smiled with difficulty: "Has Brother Wuhuan found a solution?"

"No, this is the attitude of the ruthless monks in the world of cultivating immortals to their feelings," Yue Wuhuan picked up the materials and read, "3,200 years ago, a real man killed his wife in the New Year to testify, because the two had once It was a couple of gods and relatives, which caused a sensation. One thousand and eight hundred years ago, Mrs. Yue killed her husband and son in order to repair the ruthless way, breaking through distraction, and controversial; fourteen hundred years ago, the sword repaired Xuefeng and killed his wife Demonstration, the wife escaped from birth, fought with each other for life, and finally both died in Guiling Lake..."

Yue Wuhuan talked about the deeds and endings of those ruthless Taoist monks one by one.

On the road of cultivation, cruel fights are everywhere, and love is something you can give up at any time.

The cultivation world generally believes that it is necessary to cut off the red dust to cross the catastrophe and ascend, so the ruthless Tao is easier to cultivate the Dharmakaya than other Taoxins. Even though it is necessary to cut the love thread and suffer all kinds of sufferings, there are still many cultivators who consider themselves geniuses willing to try cultivation.

According to the statistics of Yeyu Pavilion, 40% of Ruthless Taoist monks have never touched their hearts, and 60% of Ruthless Taoist monks have a lover before practicing, or they meet a loved one after practicing, all of them choose to kill their husbands or kill their wives. Tao, 20% of them were unsuccessful and were avenged and killed by the lover or the lover's teacher.

There are no good endings.

Qingluan had seen Yue Wuhuan’s crazy feelings for a long time, and she could also feel Song Qingshi’s difference to Yue Wuhuan. She thought that there were some psychological problems between the two, and she needed to develop the relationship slowly, but sooner or later. It will be a matter of course and a matter of course. Now that she knew that the master had cultivated the ruthless Tao, and looking at the fate of those ruthless Taoist monks and lovers, she could hardly imagine the outcome of the two.

Yue Wuhuan's techniques and poison were all taught by Song Qingshi.

Song Qingshi's physique is not afraid of any toxins, he knows the weakness of the poison puppet, and the flames restrain the blood king...

He wants to kill the more unhappy, easy.

Qingluan became more worried as he thought about it, and asked urgently: "Brother Wuhuan, what if the master kills you?"

"Ha, he killed me means tempest. I don't know if he would cut my heart with a scalpel? Use poison to melt me ​​completely? Or burn me clean with a low fire?" Yue Wuhuan thought about these stimuli. Suddenly the whole person became excited, and he eagerly said, "This is the relief I dream of, the bliss in the world..."

With love and death, he can be freed from the sea of ​​desire and will never suffer anymore.

He can also use his life to help the people he likes to prove the Dao, making Dao heart firmer.

There is such a good thing in the world?

Qing Luan looked at his happy expression in disbelief, took two steps back and stumbled out of Zi Xuan Tang:

"Mad, all crazy!"

...

The more Wuhuan had never forgotten it, he burned Ruthless Dao's materials after reading it. Qingluan had already been educated very well by him, and he never said anything that shouldn't be said. Song Qingshi concentrated on research and ignored his chores. Recently, he was crazy about alchemy and made a lot of low-level pills. He was so busy that he should have no time to pay attention to the mess.

Recently, he has been sleeping with the Lord every day.

After the Lord discovered the secret that he sleeps and hugs people in disorder, and he does not resist, he becomes more clingy, and said that he is like a stove. Every night, he must take depressive drugs in advance to control his desires to avoid embarrassment. He felt that he couldn't go on like this and he should refuse, but every morning, he saw the person in his arms get up in a daze and give a good morning kiss, like a newlywed Yaner, his mind would become blank and he didn't want to say anything.

The consumption of medicines is getting faster, and the body is getting used to the effects of medicines and needs to increase the weight.

The side effects of Tianxin Bamboo will slowly accumulate and eventually cause serious damage.

The more unhappy you have no choice, and don't care about the consequences. He walked into the medicinal material library again, ready to take the Tianxin bamboo out, readjust the weight, and make a new medicine. However, he found that all the Tianxin Bamboo in the drawer had disappeared. Knowing that this was a medicinal material that was extremely difficult to acquire, he was a little anxious, and hurriedly returned to the Fuling Palace.

Song Qingshi had finished washing up long ago, lying on the bed and reading, waiting for him to come back to sleep.

Yue Wu Huan asked with a smile: "My Lord, I found that some uncommon medicines in the medicinal material library are missing."

Song Qingshi raised his head and replied: "I recently practiced Pill Qi Yin, Expanding Vessels, and also practiced the Spirit Gathering Pill and Ding Ling Pill for you... Then I also practiced the Wangchen Pill set by Elder Cui of the Moshan Sect. I've been dragging the stuff for a long time, and you will send it to him tomorrow."

One of the main materials of Wangchen Dan is Tianxin Bamboo.

Elder Cui has a violent personality and a killer heart. He is worried that he will be robbed by the demons when he breaks through the distraction. Wangchen Pill is the best medicine for restraining the desire of the heart demon. If Elder Cui can't survive the heart devil catastrophe, he will die. If the catastrophe is successful, the distracted monk can easily solve the side effects.

Song Qingshi likes to research. He sells the research products, but rarely accepts special order of pill. Sometimes someone pays a big price or strange flowers and weeds. He finds Yeyu Pavilion as an intermediary and asks Yaowang Xianzun to make medicine. He depends on his mood. Decided to pick up or not.

Now Yeyuge's orders are in Yue Wuhuan's hands.

He doesn't remember having ever seen Wangchen Dan.

When Song Qingshi faced the question, he said confidently: "He didn't remind me about what he promised two hundred years ago, so I forgot."

Elder Cui was framed in the martial arts, his wife was scattered, his cultivation base plummeted, and his life was extremely desolate. He knew that he was unable to fulfill the reward he had promised Song Qingshi that year, and he dared not ask for medicine. Song Qingshi still remembered this in his heart. He originally planned to wait for him to return to Yuanying Dzogchen before practicing. Now he just needs to find a reason to consume the Tianxin Bamboo, so he does it in advance. He felt embarrassed to use other people as an excuse and gave two bottles of Gathering Pills.

Anyway, he ran out of Tianxin Bamboo! No more!

Song Qingshi tentatively asked: "Are you missing any medicinal materials?"

"It's nothing," Yue Wuhuan couldn't tell the reason why he wanted to use Tianxin Bamboo, and could only vaguely said, "I just saw that the drawer holding Tianxin Bamboo was empty, and I was a little puzzled. Since the Lord used it...I Please find Yeyu Pavilion to replenish some more goods later."

Song Qingshi had fallen asleep for so many years, and he had changed a lot of things in the medicinal material library, so he shouldn't care about this little thing.

The more Wuhuan thinks about the next days, it is extremely suffering...

Song Qingshi took advantage of his hesitation, dragged him directly onto the bed, expertly gave a goodnight kiss, and then slid down slowly, sniffing the very weak smell of medicine between his neck, he was rolling in the pile of medicines For nearly a thousand years, no one in the world of cultivating immortals can do anything about their familiarity with medicine.

From the missing Tianxin Bamboo, he roughly calculated the amount Yue Wuhuan needed to refine this pill, and then deduced the amount of the pill.

If the more Wuhuan takes it every day, there should not be much left.

Song Qingshi felt that Yue Wuhuan had a strange heart demon, and he didn't want to let others know, and didn't understand other ways to restrain the heart demon, so he chose this pill with endless troubles. Heart devil attacks are gradual and will not reach the peak immediately. He wants to observe the situation first and prescribe the right medicine.

He happily rolled into Yue Wuhuan's arms...

Hold the things you like tighter so that you won't lose them.

Yue Wuhuan felt that his whole body was hot and hot, and being locked in love could restrain his love and ambition, but could not control the instinctive reaction of his body. Tianxinzhu’s medicine is insufficient, the effect of the medicine is fading, and the bliss brought by the ruthless news continues to challenge the shackles in his heart. As long as he thinks of the beautiful scenes that may be killed afterwards, the beasts in his body begin to clamor and make him I want to enjoy the madness and happiness of the body regardless of it.

Can't...

The Lord will be hurt.

Yue Wuhuan gently picked up the blue silk next to him, kissed it on his lips, restrained the tremor caused by extreme excitement, and constantly persuaded himself to give up this terrible idea. The body's reaction gradually increased, his breathing became heavy, but Song Qingshi unsuspected as usual, got into his arms obediently.

He had long discovered that Song Qingshi's skin feels very good, just like flawless warm and beautiful jade. The body of the water system spirit root is softer and more sensitive, and it is very suitable to bear these things. It is said that it can bring great happiness to a man. Qing Shi said that he would cry easily when he is excited, I don’t know...

Yue Wuhuan bit the back of his hand fiercely, biting out a few heavy blood marks, trying to restrain the random thoughts brought by desire with pain.

It's disgusting, nasty, and disrespectful!

How could he have such nasty thoughts about people he likes? !

"What's the matter?" Song Qingshi smelt the smell of blood, and immediately woke up and found that something was wrong. He turned over in a daze and crawled onto Yue Wuhuan, trying to see where the injury was, but his abdomen was hard. For hard things, he thought for a while, and then looked at the embarrassing expression of Yue Wuhuan, woke up, and quickly understood what was going on.

They are all men, he understands.