You've never seen such a righteous villain [Transmigration Book]

chapter 61

This question is really difficult to answer.

He hesitated for a while, wondering: "Why don't I tell you about Shi Qingxu's recent situation first? Your apprentice is really amazing."

Shaoshu looked at him suspiciously: "Qingxu is tough and capable, I'm not worried about her, what are you hesitating about?"

It had been a long time since Lu Fengyi had been questioned like this by anyone. He was so angry that he rolled his eyes to the sky: "You've had enough, you've been jealous of me for more than 20 years, and it's not over yet?"

Shao Shu sneered.

Lu Fengyi had nothing to do with his narrow-mindedness, so he had no choice but to spurn him in his heart, and said, "Zi'an has been busy dealing with the tense relationship between the demon world and the cultivation world recently.

Shao Shu said "Oh", "Where's the little one?"

Lu Fengyi was even more perplexed, carefully observed his expression, and said carefully: "I heard from Zi'an's letter that my health seems not to be very good in the past year."

He understands Shao Shu's character, such a person who is so proud that he would rather die than live in vain, can stay in Lu Qianchuan's body for three or four years, which shows that he really likes this junior.

Sure enough, Shaoshu frowned immediately after hearing this: "I have raised snow ginseng with blood essence for two years, has the root cause of the disease fallen?"

Lu Fengyi couldn't tell, he nodded vaguely: "Maybe, since he moved your consciousness into the snow ginseng a year ago, I haven't seen him again."

Shao Shu pondered over what he said, his worried face changed, and his eyes were filled with anger: "You brat just threw me here and left? Didn't you see me for a whole year?"

Lu Fengyi sighed quietly: "It's alright brother, the blood was drained for two full years just to help you get a new body, it's enough benevolence and righteousness."

Shaoshu looked at him angrily. Lu Fengyi had never raised a child himself, so he didn't understand where the indignation of such an abandoned lonely old man came from. If you see him, you must give him a beating before talking."

Lu Fengyi disagreed: "It doesn't matter, you are also a small belly."

Suddenly there was another wave of waves on the calm surface of Xuehu Lake. Just as the disciples of Xuecheng saw the beam of light disappear, they each picked up the work in their hands. In a blink of an eye, they heard the junior brother who was running by the side of Xuehu Lake shouting: "No! Alright! The city lord is fighting a barefoot man!"

*

Wan Lingzong.

After Mo Chenyuan finished playing two minor tunes, Lu Qianchuan's breathing was already very long.He put down the jade flute, put his fingers under Lu Qianchuan's nose, touched the senior brother's forehead.

The heat has subsided a little, and his forehead is not so hot. Lu Qianchuan seems to be sleeping soundly, and there is no sign of nightmares.

He felt relieved, leaned over and kissed his brother's soft lips again, rubbing back and forth on it as if he couldn't kiss enough.

He thought that after staying in the dead zone for a long time, his heart had become as indestructible as the magic stone in the deepest part of the dead zone.

Unexpectedly, just looking back at him, he would be defeated.

He smiled helplessly, pecked Lu Qianchuan's earlobe again, then took off the white coat he was wearing, folded it squarely and placed it beside the bed, got up, picked up his black cloak, opened the door and walked in. In the snow.

Yan Zi'an was studying the current situation in the Demon Realm with frowned eyes, thinking about how to deal with the major sects in the cultivation world. Amidst the howling wind and snow, Mo Chenyuan knocked on the door and entered.

As if he had expected it long ago, he picked up the hot tea prepared on the table and handed it to Mo Chenyuan, and said in a gentle voice, "Asakawa is asleep?"

Mo Chenyuan nodded, took a sip from the teacup, and asked directly: "Eldest brother said he always had nightmares when he came in, does master know why?"

Yanzi curled up her fingers on the table for a moment, then stretched them out quickly. She shook her head and said, "Asakawa never told me these things."

Mo Chenyuan stared at him heavily.

Yan Zi'an looked at him calmly, feeling infinitely deep in his heart: This apprentice has really grown up, and this coercion is a bit difficult even for him to handle.

However, in a blink of an eye, Mo Chenyuan collected his vigor, and like all well-behaved disciples, he smiled and said: "It's the disciple who is being abrupt."

Yan Zi'an looked at his familiar yet unfamiliar face, hesitated for a while, and sighed softly: "Back then, in the demon formation, you sent me a voice through You Lan's Begonia, asking to enter the death zone of the demon clan. After all these years, I still I don’t know if I made the right choice back then.”

Mo Chenyuan said: "At that time, it was absolutely impossible for Master to save me. In this case, it is better to make a decisive decision. Putting aside my relationship with the sect, we can use this to complete our plan."

"It's just..." He stared at the tea leaf standing upright on the surface of the tea, and said slowly, "I thought that I would walk from the entrance of the devil world to the death zone by myself, but I didn't expect that senior brother would choose to help me in times of crisis." I give it a hand."

Yan Zi'an's hands trembled, Mo Chenyuan's slightly sarcastic smile appeared in his eyes, and he didn't know how to answer.

For so many years, he never thought about why Lu Qianchuan made such a sudden decision back then.

Mo Chenyuan lowered his head and took a breath. After seeing the tea leaves sinking into the bottom of the cup, he showed a happy smile on his face, and said casually: "Eldest brother still doesn't know our plan at that time, so that's fine."

Yan Zian looked at him guiltily, and sighed softly, "I've never leveled a bowl of water before."

Mo Chenyuan didn't care much, and comforted him instead: "Master, don't feel guilty, I'd rather keep him in the dark."

As early as five years ago, Shi Qingxu visited Wanlingzong and exchanged the magic primrose for the secret help of the suzerain of Wanlingzong.

Since then, Yan Zi'an had the idea of ​​secretly invading the Demon Realm.

Taking the cooperation with Shi Qingxu as an opportunity, they buried a lot of hidden clues in the Demon Realm King Capital. However, this kind of matter should not be publicized, and only him, Qin Yufeng and Mo Chenyuan knew about the entire Ten Thousand Spirits Sect.

Due to his and Qin Yufeng's identities, there were always many eyes watching their actions, and many things were inconvenient to do by themselves, so they handed over most of the tasks to Mo Chenyuan.

The first time Mo Chenyuan took over such a difficult task from his master was just one month after his apprenticeship ceremony, at the age of 16.

However, as time went by, they gradually found that those dark lines could not achieve the expected effect.

Luo Huayin is suspicious by nature, and he is extremely cautious in employing people. Their secret line is at most a small staff member next to Luo Huayin's demon generals, and it is extremely difficult to climb to the position of confidant.

After this plan failed, they gave up attacking from within Luo Huayin's camp, and instead focused on other demons who hadn't clearly stood in line.

Most of these demons do not have very fanatical believers, and a large part of them were once fans of the demon king Shaoshu. However, after Shaoshu's whereabouts were unknown, they who admire power did not believe in Shi Qingxu, who had no actual achievements. The princess of the Demon Race refused to join Shi Qingxu's camp, and at the same time she didn't like Luo Huayin, who used tricks to gain power, so she chose to wander around the Demon Realm, dawdling around.

Once someone with absolute power appears, they will most likely choose to join that person's camp, so that the entire demon world will form a three-legged situation, depending on whether two parties are willing to cooperate.

But this person must not only have absolute power, but also be recognized by the demons. Looking at the entire cultivation world, they can't find someone who fully meets the requirements.

Until the mutation suddenly appeared in the Fumo Formation.

Five years of painstaking efforts, now Mo Chenyuan has assembled the idle demons who were originally a mess into a mighty army. He hit it off with Shi Qingxu, and the two of them twisted into a powerful whirlwind, sweeping away Luo Huayin's face. lose.

Having said that, Yan Zi'an spent three years and still couldn't figure it out. What method did Mo Chenyuan use to trigger the subduing demon array at the last moment?

Hearing his question, Mo Chenyuan shrugged indifferently: "Because of a snake."

Yan Zian was startled: "Snake?"

Mo Chenyuan explained: "Back then, my senior brother and I strayed into the illusion created by Luo Huayin. He meant to lock us in it for the rest of our lives. When we were close to death, I drank the blood of one of his pet green pythons."

Yan Zi'an thought for a moment, then took a deep breath: "I heard people say that Luo Huayin raised a green python which is the most poisonous in the devil world. That python is extremely powerful in fighting, and it is highly poisonous from the beginning to the end...you Drank its blood?"

Mo Chenyuan recalled the memory of being crushed and beaten, fiddled with the teacup, and said: "At that time, the senior brother and I were already at the end of our strength. Considering the level of that green python, it is more than enough to enhance the skill in a short period of time. I I didn't think of any other way, so I squeezed a little bit of its blood. But I'm also invulnerable to all kinds of poisons, so that bit of toxicity is nothing to me."

Yan Zian took another breath.

Mo Chenyuan spoke lightly, but he felt more and more that he was extremely incompetent as a master.

He still wanted to speak again, but Mo Chenyuan raised his hand to refill him a cup of tea, and said first: "It's all in the past, there is nothing to say."

It's just that, in order to save people, he risked his life and drank those mouthfuls of blood. Later, another disaster was caused by the poisonous blood, but it was that person who personally destroyed all his hopes.

He had already made up his mind at that time, knowing clearly that at such a time when there was no time to spare, everything the elder brother did was for the sake of the sect, but he still had a glimmer of hope, hoping that that person would stand up and say a word for himself.

Just one sentence.

*

Lu Qianchuan woke up faintly in his room, stared blankly at the top of the bed for a while, but still didn't realize that Jinxi was He Xi.

He propped up the bed board and sat up, just pressing a layer of soft cloth that didn't look like a mattress under his hands.

It was a neatly folded white shirt, and he could tell at a glance that it was a style often worn by disciples of the Wanling Sect.

Lu Qianchuan was stunned for a while, and there was a "boom" in his head, and he woke up suddenly.

Why are Mo Chenyuan's clothes here?

His head still hurts, not the sharp pain that he often feels after nightmares, but a kind of swelling pain similar to that of drunkenness.

He patted his forehead with his hands, and his memory stayed on taking Mo Chenyuan to see the suzerain, and then there was a long blank.

Well, I drank the fragments again.

Lu Qianchuan felt sad for his drinking capacity.

He hugged the quilt in a daze for a while, but still couldn't find out what happened before going to bed from the depths of his memory, so he could only stare blankly at the white coat, and muttered softly: "Little brother, why did you find it from the closet by yourself?" ran out?"

A gust of cool wind suddenly blew in from the outside, bringing a brief chill. He was shocked by the blowing. When he looked up, Mo Chenyuan was wearing a thick cloak in his hands, and his black hair was covered with snowflakes. There is a bit of moist melancholy in the dragon's hot air.

He didn't go inside either, he just stood at the interface between the outer room and the inner room, squeezed his throat and said, "Because I miss senior brother, so I couldn't wait to run out."

Lu Qianchuan: "..."

Speak well, please.

He looked at Mo Chenyuan, who had put away his sharp and sharp clothes, in a daze for a moment, and asked in puzzlement, "I've become a big brother again?"

He clearly remembered that he was "Mr. Asakawa" before.

Mo Chenyuan felt that the cold air on his body was almost gone, he stretched out his hand and hung the cloak in his arms aside, walked to Lu Qianchuan's bed, sat down unceremoniously, with little stars shining in his eyes , and asked in a friendly tone: "I heard from Master that after I left, Elder Brother couldn't sleep all night because he missed me, right?"

A bit of obvious embarrassment flashed across Lu Qianchuan's face, and he turned his face away slightly: "Why did Master tell you this?"

Mo Chenyuan raised his eyebrows, the stars in his eyes became brighter and brighter, he pressed closer to his face, and continued his efforts: "I also heard that the big brother once had a high fever and called my name in his dream, didn't he?"

Lu Qianchuan's tongue was about to get knotted, and he looked at him like a salted fish who had lost his dream. After a while, he recovered his voice: "This is a misunderstanding..."

"Oh——" Mo Chenyuan asked for a long voice meaningfully, "But I believe that, thinking about it every day, dreams at night."

Lu Qianchuan shook his head deeply: "Impossible, I never imagined you smiling at me standing in the sea of ​​corpses."

Mo Chenyuan: "..."

It turned out that he did this in the big brother's dream.

The Demon Monarch was stunned for a moment, he murmured for a long time, but he still didn't give up: "Have you never dreamed about anything else about me?"

Lu Qianchuan pondered for a moment, then answered in a hoarse voice: "Either you are covered in blood, and you pulled the corner of my clothes and told me not to leave you."

Mo Chenyuan: "..."

He's really, really humble.

But he imagined the scene, and felt that he couldn't refute it.

The two were silent for a long time, Mo Chenyuan stood up a little discouraged, brought a bowl of black soup from the small kitchen, and handed it to Lu Qianchuan: "Drink the medicine first."

Seeing Lu Qianchuan hesitate, he threatened sullenly: "Two choices, either you drink it yourself, or I will feed you with blood all over your body and a smile on your face."