Turn the villain into a sweetie

Chapter 62

Ruan Xi finally took the two of them up to the second floor.

He San originally wanted to leave, but after hesitating for a while, he decided to follow.

Just to join in the fun.

Along the way, he also met many monks guarding the Wuji Hall, but seeing that Ruan Xi was leading the way, he didn't say anything.

Yu Bolan and Huai Mo also lifted their disguise on the way.

But most of these monks have not participated in the events of those years, so they did not recognize Huai Mo.

On the other hand, He San, seeing the original appearance of the two, was surprised in his eyes.

But didn't say much.

Several people came to Yuan Liqi's room.

Before pushing the door open, Ruan Xi stopped them and knelt down in front of them with a "plop".

Huai Mo and Yu Bolan looked at each other, neither of them spoke first.

"I know he was wrong," Ruan Xi lowered his head, "but I still want to ask you to forgive him."

silence.

"I know this sounds unreasonable," Ruan Xi raised his head, a tear fell, "but...he also has a reason...he can't help it, please don't kill him..."

"Oh, unreasonable?" Yu Bolan looked at her condescendingly, "You also know that your request is unreasonable?"

"But you..." Ruan Xi looked up eagerly, "Aren't you all well? He didn't cause any harm to you!"

Huai Mo frowned, unwilling to listen to her anymore, so he drew his sword expressionlessly, pointing the tip at her neck.

"Only we die?" Huai Mo said, "You guys are called success?"

Ruan Xi stopped talking.

Huai Mo snorted softly, put away his sword, turned around and opened the door.

Yu Bolan followed.

As soon as he entered, he saw Yuan Liqi sitting slumped on the ground, covered in blood.

"What a mess," he said.

"It seems," Huai Mo added, "you said a lot of things you shouldn't have said."

"Hey, it's you..." Yuan Liqi raised his head with some difficulty, "You look pretty good..."

The two did not speak.

"It seems... Dao An's old thing should have failed," Yuan Liqi continued, "That's right... I was also dazzled..."

"Tell me," Yu Bolan looked at him, "What did you say to Dao'an?"

"Actually... I don't know what's going on with you," Yuan Liqi coughed twice, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and grinned, "I just told him something about you, and you want to destroy Xuantianzong, that's all."

After a while, he said, "Furthermore, didn't you tell me anything?"

"You should be on guard against me. If I fail to protect you, I will backstab you."

"Indeed, we don't trust you," Yu Bolan said noncommittally, "You are right, and you have shown with your actions that you are not worthy of trust."

"That's right, that's how I am..." Yuan Liqi smiled wryly, "But what can I do...the old man's offer, I really can't refuse..."

Yu Bolan frowned: "What condition?"

"He said that he would help me revive Azhu," Yuan Liqi's eyes were a little blank, "but now, he's dead... then my Azhu... what about Azhu?"

Yu Bolan shifted his gaze to the puppet behind him.

"Oh," Huai Mo sneered, "Just listen to Dao'an's words, and you dare to believe it?"

Yuan Liqi's eyes were straightened, as if he didn't hear what he was saying.

"Young...young master?" Ruan Xi walked in at some point and looked at him worriedly.

"How did Daoan say he was going to resurrect your puppet?" Yu Bolan asked a lot.

"Formation," Yuan Liqi raised his eyes, and a gleam of light flashed across them, "He said...he would use the power of the sect's great formation to help me call back Azhu's soul...he, he even fought with me Swear!"

"Is the Zongmen Great Formation?" Huai Mo looked at him, "How did I not know that the Zongmen Great Formation still has the ability to summon souls?"

Yuan Liqi was stunned for a moment.

"Don't be fooled," Yu Bolan ruthlessly pierced his fantasy, "It means that it is impossible for the Zongmen formation to revive your puppet, and you were used by Daoan."

Yuan Liqi didn't speak, but stretched out his hand, and slowly touched Qingzhu's cheek behind him.

"If you are deceived...be deceived..." Yuan Liqi tilted his head with some difficulty, looking at the puppet behind him, "That's right... even A Zhu can lie to me."

"Kill me," he slowly raised his head, his eyes flashed with tiredness, "I betrayed you... According to your way of doing things, you shouldn't keep me."

"I only have one request." He stretched out his hand with some difficulty, "Bury me and Azhu together, I don't have to separate from him..."

Neither of them moved.

After a while, Huai Mo turned his head and looked at Yu Bolan: "Alan, what should I do?"

Huai Mo is not good at dealing with this kind of thing, or in other words, he is not very good at dealing with people.

According to the past, he would directly kill the opponent with a knife in his hand.

but now……

For some reason, he suddenly didn't want to show his cruel side in front of A Lan.

Although Alan should have seen it before...

Yu Bolan touched his chin with one hand and thought for a while.

He is not a saint, but he is not hard-hearted either. After all, he has some sympathy for the pair of fateful mandarin ducks in front of him.

But it would be unreasonable to let him go like this.

He thought for a while, and then said: "I won't kill you."

Yuan Li Qi paused: "What did you say?"

"I said, we won't kill you," Yu Bolan lowered his head, "We plan to save your life."

Then he turned his head and looked at Huai Mo: "Is it okay?"

Huai Mo naturally had no objection, and nodded obediently.

"Aren't you going to kill me?" Yuan Liqi pursed his lips, "It's really strange."

"To a certain extent, you can be regarded as helping us," Yu Bolan continued, "If we hadn't told Daoan about us and let him come to the formation by himself, we would not have solved him so easily."

Yuan Liqi didn't speak.

"Besides, with your ability, it would be a pity to kill it," Yu Bolan squatted down, "It's better to use it."

"It's a pity?" Yuan Liqi said weakly, "What's the pity? Azhu is not here, and I... don't want to live anymore."

"It's absolutely unnecessary," Yu Bolan touched his chin with one hand, "You're still alive, maybe one day, you'll have a way to call back your soul and bring back your Azhu."

"I'm here...just short of some assembly line workers, I see your puppetry..."

Yuan Liqi:?

Yuan Liqi had a bad feeling.

"I'm sure," Yu Bolan thought clearly, and slapped his head, "You come to my place to work and pay off your debts."

Why didn't he think of it sooner.

Yuan Liqi's puppet technique, one person can support a team, and the production does not require much technical content, the puppet is more than enough.

Isn't this a ready-made, tender and fresh little leek?

Yu Bolan's eyes lit up.

"You don't need to ask, I need your puppet technique," Yu Bolan smiled, "After the matter here is over, you don't need to know Sanchun Pavilion anymore, why don't you come with us to Haicheng?"

"Hai... city?" Yuan Liqi repeated these two words.

"Huai Xiaomo," he turned his head and looked at Huai Mo beside him, "Can you take out the Gu worm in his body first, and then plant a controlling Gu worm in him?"

Huai Mo nodded, took a step forward, leaned down and pressed his fingers against Yuan Liqi's forehead, exerting a little force.

A small black bug crawled out of Yuan Liqi's mouth.

Huai Mo stretched out his hand expressionlessly, caught it, and crushed it into powder.

Then turned around and looked at Yu Bolan.

Yu Bolan understood, took out the spirit stone, transformed them into a little black bug, and handed him to Huai Mo with a look of horror.

Tsk... I really can't stand this kind of bug.

Yu Bolan supported his forehead.

The moment the worm left his body, Yuan Liqi felt the pain in his body disappear.

The next moment, another bug appeared in front of his eyes.

He shrugged helplessly, took the bug, and swallowed it without changing his expression.

"Is this all right?" He raised his head and smiled at the two of them.

Yu Bolan nodded and turned around: "Let's go."

Yuan Liqi staggered to his feet, and Azhu quickly reached out to help him.

He smiled at A Zhu, then leaned on him, and limped after him.

The Promise Hall finally returned to calm.

His master is also gone.

Yu Bolan and Huai Mo came to the peak of Hesan.

"It's all over," He San said, "It's time for you to undo my daughter's curse."

Huai Mo looked at her, nodded, and followed her in.

As soon as he entered, he saw Lingxue lying on the bed.

"I'm afraid she will move around," He San's voice came from behind, "so I put a sleeping spell on her."

Huai Mo nodded, ignored her, bent down, condensed his spiritual power, took out the Gu worms in Lingxue's body, and crushed them into powder.

"Okay," he said.

He San nodded, stepped forward, checked, and heaved a sigh of relief.He asked again, "What are your plans for the future?"

Huai Mo paused, looked at Yu Bolan outside the door, and after a while, said, "I will go wherever he goes, and I will be with him."

"I really didn't expect," He San muttered, "You can find a Taoist companion."

Huai Mo didn't speak.

"Be mild-tempered, don't be so fierce all the time, talk more," He San folded his arms and leaned to one side, "This is a good medicine to maintain the relationship."

Huai Mo still didn't speak.

"I plan to compete for the position of the Xuantian Sect's suzerain," He San looked out of the window with a somewhat melancholy tone, "It can be regarded as fulfilling my husband's wish."

Huai Mo looked at her.

"When he died, you hadn't come to Xuantianzong," He San thought in a broken voice, "At that time, he was also the elder of Xuantianzong."

"I'm not in the mood to listen to your past love history." Huai Mo interrupted her.

"Okay, I get it," He San smiled, "As for those guys who bullied you before, I'll take revenge on you."

Huai Mo froze for a moment: "Why..."

"To tell you the truth," He San looked at the sky outside the window, "I also sincerely regarded you as my apprentice... It's just that I'm not capable, and I can't protect you."

"That guy, can you?" she asked, "Can he protect you?"

"I don't need his protection," Huai Mo said, "I will face it with him."

"I see..." He San smiled, seeing that Huai Mo wanted to go out, he added, "I wish you happiness."

Huai Mo paused for a moment, and left without looking back.

After going out, he buried his head in Yu Bolan's arms, and slightly curled his lips.

The sun is also gradually setting.

The dumplings were still squeezed in the middle, looking pitiful.

The author says:

Changed a new pen name (scratching head);

Volume [-] is done!