The Villain’s Host is a Boss

   Chapter 300 Immortal Venerable, double cultivation 24

   "No, no..."

   Hearing her words, Ji Ye was so frightened that he hurriedly stepped back a few steps, away from Yun Xi, and waved his hand to refuse.

   paused, seeming to realize that his reaction was a little too big, so he explained, "I don't need to trouble Master for such trivial matters, I'll just do it myself."

"okay then."

   Seeing him like this, Yunxi had no choice but to stop.

   Then, Ji Ye took a deep breath, and quickly ripped off his belt, took off his shirt, and climbed onto the bed.

   His chin rested on his arm, his fingers curled up tightly.

   Yunxi walked over and saw several sword marks on his back, crisscrossed, blood dripping, and it looked quite serious.

   Yunxi's brows furrowed, she pulled up the corner of her clothes and sat beside the bed, took out a handkerchief, and went to clean up the bloodstains around the scar.

   "Does it hurt?"

   She whispered softly, and the movements in her hands were as light as feathers swept across, with an indescribable tenderness.

  Ji Ye felt a softness in his ears and a heat all over his body. He moved his fingers unconsciously and said in a low voice, "It doesn't hurt..."

  The scars scratched by the sword energy, how can they not hurt?

   But, her movements were too gentle, and at this moment, he ignored all the pain.

   Hearing the words, the handkerchief in Yun Xi's hand paused. She looked at his profile and couldn't help but lose her mind. What a little idiot...

  …

   Night, hazy and charming.

  The moon shines brightly on the ground.

  Listen to the snow peaks and watch the flower pavilion.

  Mo Qianjue sat on the bench of the pavilion, holding the railing in one hand and the wine jar in the other, and raised his head to drink, the wine flowed down the corner of his mouth and into his clothes.

   Around the pavilion, there was a strong smell of alcohol.

   He pulled his sleeves and wiped his face fiercely. Thinking of the woman in white clothes like snow in his memory, his eyes became sore for a while.

   During this time, he read ancient books every day, trying to find records of a situation similar to hers, to resolve the problems she encountered, and to make her return to the way she used to be.

   However, he always found nothing.

   He was unwilling to go to Shizun, but what Shizun said to him was very similar to what she said.

  Master said that she probably couldn't change back, so let him put it down and concentrate on cultivation after that, and don't need to be distracted by this matter.

   He still doesn't believe in evil, how can she not change back?

So, he went to the Haotian School again, went to the Haotian headmaster, and asked to read the Haotian Book. It is said that the Haotian Book is a divine book left by the upper planes. It records all kinds of anecdotes and strange things. Ability.

   This was his last hope, so he relied on a little relationship in the past to entangle Headmaster Haotian.

   The Haotian Book is indeed an extremely miraculous divine book, which records many things that he has never heard of, but there is still no record of her situation.

   After reading the Haotian Book in three days, all his hopes came to nothing.

   The white moonlight in his heart was really completely shattered, and she could never return to the way she used to be, which made Mo Qianjue extremely painful.

After    came back, he blocked Tingxuefeng, retreating and using alcohol to relieve his worries.

   "Sister Fairy..."

  Mo Qianjue leaned against the vermilion pillar, closed her eyes tightly, all the images she met at the beginning of the year in her mind.

   In that year, outside Luoyan Pass, there were many banyan trees, wild flowers, and countless wrapped dead soldiers surrounded him, approaching little by little with knives.

   At the critical moment, a domineering and beautiful sword qi swept over. The sword qi was like the shadow of the moon, and it seemed to carry frost flowers. In the blink of an eye, all the dead men who were swept down fell to the ground and could not afford to be seriously injured.

   He was taken aback, looked up, and saw a woman in white clothes like snow, stepping on the spirit sword, flying in the sky.

   Is this a fairy in the sky?

   He stared at her blankly, forgetting everything.

   "Little guy, I think you have a lot of immortal fate, why don't you go to immortal cultivation with me, how about it??"

  Stunning face, clear voice, clear eyes like Liuli, just one glance made him sink, so he nodded without hesitation.

   Regardless of future or world affairs, he followed her to the Heavenly Sword Sect without hesitation, cut off all the ties of the world, and stepped into the journey of immortality.

  Suddenly, a familiar scent came, and the drunk Mo Qianjue sniffed hard, and his sore and weak body propped up.

   "Sister Fairy..."

   He sniffed the fragrance hard, stumbled to find the source of the fragrance, and then his head slammed into a soft and fragrant bosom.

   is here...

   Mo Qianjue narrowed her eyes and let go of the wine jar in her hand.

With a bang, the wine jar fell to the ground, rolled out along the bluestone of the pavilion, and rolled into the garden, but he didn't care.

   With his free hand, he wrapped his arms around the soft and slender waist in front of him, and plunged his head into her arms.

   "Xian, Sister Fairy, no, no, it's Senior Sister, Senior Sister, have you come to see me?"

   Xu was so drunk that his voice was a little unclear. If you didn't listen carefully, you probably wouldn't be able to hear what he said.

   However, Mu Ruoxi cared too much about him, so he heard his words word for word.

   When he heard him hug her and call senior sister, Mu Ruoxi's beautiful face was instantly distorted, and anger appeared in her eyes.

   She's not that ugly, she's not that **** ugly...

  Why are you drunk and thinking about that ugly monster?

   That ugly monster, where is it?

   Mu Ruoxi clenched her fists tightly, resisting the urge to push him out, she took a deep breath, and silently recited the meditation formula.

   After a while, he finally calmed down.

She touched Mo Qianjue's head with one hand and sighed softly, "Brother Qianjue, I am a dual-line **** and spiritual root, and now, I will soon break through to the Golden Core Stage. In terms of appearance, the entire sect , and no one can compare to me, why can't you see me?"

   Mu Ruoxi felt extremely uncomfortable when he thought of how he would always reject her for thousands of miles on weekdays.

   Her heart was full of him, but he was reluctant to give her even one more look. Instead, his mind was full of the ugly Yun Xi, and he even hesitated to drink for the ugly Yun Xi.

  Look how much alcohol is this drinking?

   She was so drunk that no one could recognize her, and recognized her as the ugly Yun Xi. Mu Ruoxi stretched out her feet and kicked the empty wine jar beside her feet, with deep disgust in her eyes.

   "Senior sister, you don't even know how much I like it. When we first met, you looked like..."

   Mo Qianjue seemed to be really drunk, and started to reveal her feelings while holding Mu Ruoxi.

   After hearing his words, Mu Ruoxi's face twisted for a moment, her heart was angry, and she felt unwilling.

   (end of this chapter)