But Shixiong Doesn’t Want To Be A Villain!

When he woke up again, Bai Fanlu found that he was sleeping on a soft bed.

Only when he moved his fingers, he was held by one person, "Lin Qiu."

It was Mu Yunhe. As soon as Bai Fanlu wanted to sit up, he felt strange pain in his body, and his legs felt sore.

All the things before the coma were like playing a movie and quickly replaying it in his mind. Bai Fanlu suddenly remembered what had happened, and his face exploded with a bang, he quickly withdrew his hand from someone and retracted into the quilt.

Just listen to Mu Yunhe's low laugh, "Are you shy?"

Bai Fanlu silently said, "..."

Mu Yunhe reached out to touch his forehead, "Fortunately, the fever is gone."

Hearing the fever subsided, Bai Fanlu was in a daze. After a brief flash of consciousness, Mu Yunhe took his shoulders, gently lifted him up, and pressed a glass of water to his lips.

I felt my throat dumb, and I drank it quickly.

"anything else?"

Bai Fanlu shook his head. Mu Yunhe put him down again, got up and put the cup, then went back to the bed and sat down.

"This is the inn in Wenquan Town. It is only two days away from Hengchang. I have asked someone to bring a letter back to the palace. Your body is weak. Let's stay a few more days before going back. Don't worry."

When Mu Yunhe said time, Bai Fanlu suddenly remembered a big event!

"Is it your birthday today?"

Mu Yunhe didn't expect that his first sentence was to confirm this first, "You fell asleep for a day and a night, my birthday has passed yesterday."

Bai Fanlu's voice trembled suddenly, "...over?"

What about the robbery that day? Why didn't the robbery come? How could he still be in the chess game?

"What happened to you when I was asleep?" Bai Fanlu asked again in disbelief.

His suddenly dignified expression and tone made Mu Yunhe nervous.

"Lin Qiu, what's the matter with you? I brought you to Hot Spring Town and stayed here forever. Nothing happened."

Nothing happened? How can this be?

Bai Fanlu asked, "...The Taoist priest didn't mean that you will encounter life and death matters when you are born..."

Mu Yunhe suddenly said, "So you are worried about this. He said that it was the 22nd birthday. I was only 21 years old yesterday. Besides, if I became a relative, it should be resolved..."

Bai Fan's road surface was slightly dark, and he found that his words were missing, "Did you just say that you are twenty-one years old?"

"That's right." Mu Yunhe smiled, "You forgot, we've been in harmony."

"But you clearly said..."

Bai Fanlu suddenly realized that at that time, he asked Mu Yunhe when he was born, but he did not ask how old the other party was. He thought he was asking by default how long it was before him.

The process of combining Bazi can indeed be seen, but because Bai Fan didn't know the geometry of the year and had a preconceived impression, he didn't even want to confirm it.

But

"Since you still have more than a year before the Taoist priest said that life is a matter of life and death, why is the princess so anxious to let us get married?"

"Huh?" Mu Yunhe hadn't understood the matter too much.

From his reaction, Bai Fanlu basically believed that Mu Yunhe didn't intend to deceive him with such a big thing. After all, he once said that if he didn't want to, he would give himself more time to cultivate feelings.

Slowing down his tone, Bai Fanlu said, "I asked you when your birthday was that day. I actually wanted to ask how long you are before your 22nd birthday..."

"..." Mu Yunhe was a little dazed for a while.

"You also said that if I don't believe me, ask the princess, otherwise she won't be so anxious. I think there are really only more than 20 days left."

This oolong made a fuss... Bai Fanlu suddenly felt powerless.

Mu Yunhe was silent for a while, "My mother has always been anxious. After all, she was relieved if she had decided one day earlier. She probably didn't know that you had misunderstood..."

Bai Fanlu sighed. After all, he blamed himself and didn't confirm a few more words.

But Bai Fanlu's sigh made Mu Yunhe's heart slightly twitched, "Lin Qiu, if you had known that I had more than a year, would you not agree to it?"

Bai Fanlu was taken aback for a moment. The answer was obvious. If he had known that there was still a year, he would not have agreed to get married so soon.

But at this moment, he couldn't say the answer.

"It turns out that you are really just for that prediction..." Mu Yunhe's voice sounded lonely.

Bai Fanlu wanted to say no, but it really was at the beginning.

Now that the two people have just communicated with each other, and the closest relationship has occurred, it is obviously unnecessary to entangle these.

One year is one year, Bai Fanlu thought. After spending a year to get along with each other, he will have to face those fairy and demons disputes after returning. This year's ease can be regarded as earning, and he should feel fortunate that it is.

"A Zhan..."

"I see!"

As soon as he called, he was interrupted by Mu Yunhe, "I know what you mean, needless to say."

When Bai Fanlu heard that this was a prelude to misunderstanding, he didn't wait for him to explain, Mu Yunhe stood up abruptly, "I'll go to the back kitchen to see if the porridge is finished, you take a rest first."

"A Zhan! I am not—"

The door slammed shut, and Bai Fanlu lost his mind with this sound. He realized the seriousness of this matter.

With Mu Yunhe's stubborn temperament, I am afraid that I really want to get into the horns, thinking that what I said and did the night before was for his birthday.

Bai Fanlu wanted to catch up with the man, but couldn't sit up. He was about to turn over by the bed.

Suddenly the door opened with a creak again, and Bai Fanlu said in surprise, "A Zhan, you are not allowed to go, come over and listen to me."

Mu Yunhe saw him leaning on the bed, unable to move. He couldn't stop his distress. He walked to the bed and held the hand extended by Bai Fanlu, "I'm not going."

He said dullly, "If I really want to leave, I won't be back so soon. I... I'm actually at the door and didn't go anywhere."

Bai Fanlu was amused by him, and his heart suddenly warmed up again, this idiot, sometimes he can be very stupid sometimes.

"Do you think I agreed to be with you because of your birthday."

"Yes." Mu Yunhe answered unambiguously.

"You are actually right to say that," Bai Fanlu felt that the hand holding him suddenly tightened, and couldn't help sighing in his heart. Do you pay this?"

As a man, he is willing to marry as a women's clothing or even succumb to others. Now he has everything in it. Isn't that enough to prove it?

Mu Yunhe was still in a daze, as if he hadn't realized it yet.

It is rare for Bai Fanlu to take advantage of his words. At this time, he patted his shoulder, pretending to be gentle and said, "Good brother, you are still too tender."

He said that he laughed in a good mood, and unexpectedly caused the unspeakable pain of his body, he suddenly gasped, and Mu Yunhe seemed to be relieved.

"Did you just molested me?" he asked.

"Is there?" Bai Fanlu pretended to be stupid in the quilt.

"Yes!" Mu Yunhe leaned forward with anger, rubbing and biting at the awkward mouth, until he gnawed it up and swollen to relieve his previous suspicion.

Bai Fanlu was warmed by the kiss, and smiled, "This will turn fighting into a jade silk? I thought that such a competitive and competitive person, Mr. Mu, must be frustrated for a while?"

Mu Yunhe said on his lips, "Turn fighting into jade silk?"

He stroked his hand on the waist of Bai Fanlu, "When you have the strength, it is better for us to turn the jade silk into a fight."

"..." The little prince who opened the meat has matured and is really not easy to mess with.

"What happened to your shoulder?" The subject changed.

"It doesn't matter, I can do it with one hand..."

Then, Bai Fanlu was forced to realize that his hand was "how possible".

But at any rate humanity still exists. In his repeated accusations, someone is finally willing to end this sweet punishment.

After feeding Bai Fanlu to the porridge, and then "semi-forced" to give him medicine, Mu Yunhe was content to embrace his shameful daughter-in-law, and the two nestled together to make up for sleep.

After sleeping in a coma for a day and a night before, Bai Fanlu was completely unaware and had no dreams. This time he fell asleep again, and new dream signs appeared faintly.

Just before that dream, Bai Fanlu heard the system reminder.

Didi: "There is a new message that the brain has not received. Do you want to read it again?"

Bai Fanlu remembered that he had heard strange sounds before he fell into a coma. It turned out to be a system, so he chose yes.

Didi: "Congratulations on reaching the hidden event ‘Grass Smoke and Light Rain’, and getting the reward ‘Puppet·Mirror’."

Didi: "80% of the progress before the incident was disturbed by abnormal energy, and it has been completely erased. Now it is 100% covered by the new progress. You can spend ‘reader’s brain’ fragments × 3 to detect abnormal energy sources. Is it implemented?"

Abnormal energy? Bai Fanlu chose yes as soon as he heard it.

Didi: "Judging the source of interference energy,'Ancient Mirror·Not Dust'."

Is it really this?

Bai Fanlu had previously guessed whether his blank memory was obliterated by dust, but he remained in suspicion, and there was no direct evidence to prove it.

So this means that 80% of the hidden event "Grass Smoke and Light Rain" was originally completed, because it was not the dust that wiped out all the memories related to mirroring, so the 80% was gone.

It must be directly related to the mirror image that once existed.

Bai Fanlu asked in his heart, what exactly is this hidden incident? It's hard to tell from a poem alone.

System: The event review is allowed to view the completed event. Do you want to review it now?

Baifanlu is a natural choice.

Faster than the video website, no need to wait for loading, clear pictures began to appear in my mind, but as soon as the progress bar reached 1%, Bai Fanlu called an emergency stop.

Fortunately, this system is pretty smart, and the brakes are fast.

It's just that the images in his mind that feature him and Mu Yunhe as the protagonists are already lingering. Bai Fanlu blushed and asked, "Are you sure it refers to this kind of thing?"

Didi: Unable to recognize this problem, please ask again.

Bai Fanlu took a deep breath. Okay, he understands. Although this poem is very euphemistic, now that the words "grass, smoke, light and rain" are linked, it is not a simple description of scenery.

Therefore, 80% of the previously completed memory is not erased by dust, Yun Zhan and the obliterated mirror image, and 100% of him and Mu Yunhe...

Bai Fanlu can basically infer that something happened to him and Yun Zhan in that period of memory, but they didn't complete the process.

This sudden guess made Bai Fanlu distraught. He had accepted the fact that he had an unusual feeling for Yun Zhan, but what he didn't expect was that they might have been very close, but all those memories were gone.

what is the reason behind the scene? Bai Fanlu was eager to find out the truth.

He suddenly remembered, "What is ‘Puppet·Mirror’?"

Didi: "'Puppet·Mirror Image', a rare type of puppet in the world, can enter any mirror instead of the owner to spy on the inner world. It needs to be manipulated by puppet technique. The difficulty of manipulation depends on the strength of the mirror soul."

Bai Fanlu, "What is Mirror Soul?"

Didi: "The guardian of the mirror, someone who must be defeated to break through the mirror world."

Bai Fanlu probably understood that to use this puppet, he must first be able to use puppet skills, and secondly, he must have sufficient strength.

And the original owner of the puppet technique will only be able to cultivate after he becomes the demon venerable. Does he also have to do this to cultivate it?

There is no puppet technique in the fairy world, only the devil world has...

Bai Fanlu was thinking about it, and suddenly heard someone say, "Where does your power come from?"

It's clearer, it was Qi Zhao's voice, "Why do you suddenly have such evil mana in your body? And the person today, is you controlled? Is this..."

"It's just a puppet."

Mo Jiuli's voice was faint, as if saying that the weather today is fine.

Bai Fanlu knew that he was in a dream again, and he heard Mo Jiuli talk about "puppets", so he quickly held his breath and listened to what the two were talking about.

It's just that the surrounding mist is squishy, ​​and it's a bit stuffy. Where are they?

There was the sound of water, Mo Jiuli walked down the jade steps and sat by the side of a round pool with his legs submerged in the water.

"I'm going to take a shower. If the gods have nothing else to do, please avoid them."

Qi Zhao didn't leave. Instead, he strode to the side of the pool and stretched out his hand to explore, "The hot spring of the sun is specially designed to suppress evil spirits, A Li, what are you doing?"

Qi Zhao held Mo Jiuli's shoulders with his palms. He was now only wearing a thin silk shirt, with a belt tied around his waist, and the placket was half-opened at his lower abdomen to close it.

Unlike the indifferent and alienated temperament before, Mo Jiuli today has a vaguely more...unspeakable sense of charm.

It's just that what I said is still cold, "What am I doing, doesn't seem to have anything to do with the gods?"

Mo Jiuli closed his clothes silently, turning sideways as if to avoid.

However, Qi Zhao's hand still stayed on his shoulder, seeing his tone of displeasure, he planned to let it go, but suddenly moved his palm.

"Ali, what's going on? You—"

Mo Jiuli said solemnly, "Let go..."

This voice was strong and dry, and even Bai Fanlu could hear something wrong, and he still vaguely felt that there seemed to be some unusually familiar aura fluctuating in Mo Jiuli's body.

To the yin to the cold, like a poisonous snake...

Qi Zhao buckled Mo Jiuli's left wrist, seeming to be checking his pulse.

At the same time, Bai Fanlu felt that if there was a gurgling flow of heat in the surrounding air, it was gentle but irresistible, and it instantly dissipated most of the icy air surrounding Mo Jiuli.

The two people did not know when they turned into a cross-sitting posture, Qi Zhao held Mo Jiuli's shoulder with one hand and his left wrist with the other.

And through the cloth on his shoulders, Qi Zhao's palm was shining as if he was about to burn, and his body was also covered by a red halo.

Mo Jiuli silently faced Qi Zhao, and a dark purple mist was slowly forming between the five fingers of his right hand.

Bai Fanlu watched Mo Jiuli's movements, and for some reason he had an illusion that he was about to give Qi Zhao a palm.

The sound of the spring water surging from the ground is very clear and shallow. The whole hall is extremely quiet, and the needles fall can be heard. The low curtains around the hall are blown up by the night wind, swinging, sometimes violently and sometimes soothing.

Following the pulse of the wrist, there was still a steady stream of divine power pouring into Mo Jiuli's body.

Bai Fanlu seemed to be able to see them spreading from the Quartet Meridians to all parts of his body, making his whole person seem to be wrapped in Qi Zhao divine power, embracing him in an airtight.

Mo Jiuli struggled to stand up.

"Don't move! Don't kill me?" Qi Zhao groaned.

Mo Jiuli was about to refute, staring at Qi Zhao, and then quickly turned his head to avoid it, without any other actions.

After a while, Qi Zhao finally let out a long sigh, "You fellow, obviously your body hasn't recovered, so you still have to do your best."

Mo Jiuli said, "Be more nosy."

"Forget it, you don't want to say anything, just protect you from the left and right gods."

Mo Jiuli seemed to glance at Qi Zhao, without saying a word.

Qi Zhao leaned back slightly, took a bunch of half-wet hair on Mo Jiuli's shoulder, and rubbed it in his hand.

The aura, not only the clothes, but also the hair is thoroughly dried, making it extremely soft and smooth.

"Well, the hair is already so long..." Qi Zhao sighed and couldn't put it down.

Mo Jiuli automatically ignored his nonsense and turned his head slightly, and the bunch of hair slipped away from Qi Zhao's hands.

"I just thank God for helping me."

"Thanks? Haha! Then you are going to talk about how to thank me?" Qi Zhao put his chin on, obviously asking deliberately.

Mo Jiuli was unmoved, "The gods are joking, there is nothing in the world that the gods can't ask for, and you still need to give a gift in the lower area? Besides, the gods must also know very well, even if you don't help, I will I have the ability to save myself."

Does this count as a demolition of a bridge across the river? Bai Fanlu thought.

However, Qi Zhao still smiled, "Dare to do what you want, is it unnecessary for me to save you?"

"About that."

"quibble--"

Unexpectedly, Qi Zhao suddenly pounced on him, Mo Jiuli drew sideways.

Qi Zhao wasn't a fuel-efficient lamp either. He quickly leaned over with his left hand, grabbed Mo Jiuli around his waist, and then forcefully followed the bully and restrained him under him.

Mo Jiuli was taken aback, "You..."

Qi Zhao said with dissatisfaction, "Ali, I have been waiting for you for a full month, but you are not doing well, but you want to repeat the same tricks, and you want to leave after you use it?"

Mo Jiuli snorted coldly, "So what do you want?"

Qi Zhao didn't answer immediately. He lowered his head slightly and looked at Mo Jiuli. The white and jade skin was lined with black and shiny hair. The two formed an extremely sharp contrast.

"It's beautiful!" Qi Zhao smiled.

Mo Jiuli seemed to be taken aback, as if he had only realized what he was referring to, "...I'm not a woman, so I shouldn't be careful of these two words. I advise you to be careful when you speak."

Qi Zhao shook his head and laughed twice. The laughter was low and casual, as if he was still in the mood. He got closer to Mo Jiuli, even the tip of his nose almost touched his earlobe.

"Well, it's still very fragrant..."

Bai Fanlu beats a drum in his heart, is this a molestation?

However, this is not over yet. Qi Zhao is now condescending and occupying a favorable position. His hand is still holding Mo Jiuli's wrist, which is about to control his veins.

In short, Mo Jiuli just lay still, as if he had been tapped on an acupuncture point.

Beside the two of them, Qi Zhao's hair fell down and overlapped with Mo Jiuli's hair spreading on the ground. A few strands of deep purple were faintly hidden in the deep black, which looked gleaming.

Qi Zhao was also looking at the hair, "Ali, do you think our hair is tangled together now, what do you think it looks like?"

"..."

"Does it look like... knotted hair?"

Bai Fanlu smacked his tongue secretly, feeling that the atmosphere was not very good.

Sure enough, Qi Zhao's figure shook the next moment and was thrown out toward the center of the pool.

In the splashing water, Emperor Zhaohe, together with his dreamy bubbles, plunged into the bottom of the pool.

When he came out again, he yelled, "Okay, Mo Jiuli, now you know how to deal with me if you have some evil spells? You treachery!"

Mo Jiuli sneered, "Ghost?"

"Isn't it just a guilty man!" Qi Zhao wiped his face and said, "You swear to each other with me last night, and you are going to murder your husband today!"

Hearing this "murder of his husband", Bai Fanlu almost didn't laugh. This Qi Zhao was startled to compete with Mu Yunhe.

Mo Jiuli also laughed angrily, "When will I swear to each other with you, why don't I know?"

"Just last night, you said how you will be in your next life, and I said how I will be in my next life, dare you not admit it?"

"..." Mo Jiuli really didn't deny it.

Bai Fanlu was a little curious, what did they say in the next life? But it's a pity that Mo Jiuli didn't take this stubble, so he gathered his clothes and got up to leave.

Qi Zhao laughed in the back, "You dare to leave now, you just said that you recognized me."

Mo Jiuli only paused for a while, still moving out.

And Qi Zhao didn't give up, and shouted behind him, "Anyway, in your next life, you want to be a painter, and your name is Mo. What about me..."

In the end, the voice was slightly lax.

Bai Fanlu felt that the dream was about to dissipate, but he heard the ink word, and his heart trembled.

However, there is still something to come.

In the ethereal hall, water vapor followed Qi Zhao's deep voice one after another, and every drop of water seemed to have that echo.

He said, "The body of pure yang, the **** of the most pure, this is the name you gave me, and the water is very clear, and it is ‘Cham’."

"You are Mo, I am Cham, A Li, I remember."

"I will look for you in my next life, you can't even think about running away!"

"Have you heard? Don't think about it!"

The author has something to say: Bai Xiaolu: It turns out that my name comes from Yungou Zhan: It turns out that my name comes from this way +1

Bai Xiaolu: Not so much

Yun Gouzhan: Not that much +1... No! Of course it would be good if the brother took it!

Author: …In short, I have no melons in the rain (Looking to the sky)