The villain is whitewashed: the heroine regrets it

Many times things don't always go in a good direction. Quan Ning naively thinks that as long as she is patient and obedient enough, Long Yuanzhao will fall in love with her sooner or later.

She can wait... She has hundreds of years to wait for Long Yuanzhao to look back!
Sadly, Quan Ning didn't know that Quan Dan forcibly snatched her relationship with Long Yuanzhao. Long Yuanzhao seemed to have a fishbone stuck in his throat. At this moment, he could treat Quan Ning politely. , is already the result of good cultivation.

And in their unstable relationship, An Zhiqiu is like a forked laurel branch, deliberately trying to make trouble, to disturb the peaceful and long night.

The house that Long Yuanzhao rented for An Zhiqiu was in the suburbs. The green grass, fences, and turbulent streams formed a beautiful picture scroll. There were a few pale yellow clouds in the sky as clear as rain, as if dizzy. Open ink dots.

In a corner of the garden in the room, there are lush piles of various flowers and plants. The person who planted these plants must not be a master gardener, because these colorful flowers are extremely noisy, but in An An, who has a low level of education and aesthetics Zhiqiu's eyes are exceptionally good-looking.

It can only be said that it is a coincidence!Her aesthetics are not as good as those of the seductive banshee who advocates luxury.

This place is far away from human habitation, except for the voice of the landlord next door calling her daughter for dinner, the only thing left is the cuckoo who only comes to disturb in the early morning.

Generally speaking, the house that Long Yuanzhao found is a secluded and excellent healing place.

An Zhiqiu's legs no longer hurt. They are like congealed stones, stiff and uncontrollable. Even if they are beaten hard, they will only feel a little sensation.

"Hey!" An Zhiqiu was sitting on the bed, her black hair draped over her chest like smooth satin. Although she was still a little sad, she finally accepted the result slowly.

She stared longingly at her soft, white hands. If she lost a pair of legs, she would lose them. As long as she had these hands, she could still kill Long Yuanzhao.

The skill An Zhiqiu practiced is called Gufeng Poison Claw, which is very similar to the Devil Emperor's Amethyst in that it can materialize spiritual power into a weapon. However, compared with the ever-changing Amethyst, Gufeng Poison Claw is only Can cover the palm of your hand.

The poisonous claw it transforms has various effects such as hallucination, spiritual power dispelling, poison killing, etc. Logically speaking, its ability is already very powerful, but it is obviously inferior to the purple crystal that ignores all defenses by more than one level .

The maid Xiaohong that Long Yuanzhao hastily found is very incompetent, she is lazy, cunning and rude, she always likes to stay in her room on weekdays, An Zhiqiu will not be sympathetic until she shouts something until her voice is hoarse Walk in reluctantly.

The maid Xiaohong will never do things for An Zhiqiu cleanly when she enters the house. She always drags her pair of shoes that are one size bigger, and comes to An Zhiqiu with a patter, and then leans sideways. He glanced at it, and finally asked with three points of contempt and four points of impatience: "What orders does Miss Zheng have?"

An Zhiqiu felt goosebumps all over her body when she heard Xiaohong's "baji" and "baji" stomping on shit, and seeing her contemptuous expression, she really wanted to smash her celestial cap with a palm.

It's a pity that An Zhiqiu had to swallow his anger if he wanted to maintain his kind, innocent, and sloppy personality.

In fact, the reason why Xiaohong hates An Zhiqiu so much is because of An Zhiqiu's beauty. From the very beginning, she thought that An Zhiqiu was Long Yuanzhao's concubine raised here. , You deserve to be paralyzed.

She hates that Long Yuanzhao likes a disabled woman who doesn't like her own health. If she can get Long Yuanzhao's favor, then she can soar into the sky in Star City.

The landlord who lives next door is a 50-[-]-year-old very enthusiastic aunt. When she saw An Zhiqiu who broke her legs for the first time, her heart ached.

Faced with Long Yuanzhao's request to rent a house, the aunt wiped her wet eyes with her slightly fat hands, and agreed without even discussing the price.

So when An Zhiqiu really moved in, she would often bring her youngest daughter to visit, gossip about her parents, and be dissatisfied with her gambler husband.

An Zhiqiu was like a puppet, staring at a pair of empty eyes. She didn't understand why she listened to these words at such a young age. She felt like she had become an aunt's trash can, but she couldn't close the lid yet!
However, An Zhiqiu also took the opportunity to ask some news about Long Yuanzhao from the aunt. Every time the aunt talked about Long Yuanzhao, she always said in an admiring tone: "Elder Long is a good man!"

"Different from those disciples of the Supreme Sword Sect whose eyes grow to their foreheads and are invincible, Elder Long is approachable and willing to help us."

In An Zhiqiu's perception, Long Yuanzhao's image is very weak, he is the hateful minion of Quan Dan.

She didn't know that Long Yuanzhao used to be an idiot of sword cultivators, and she didn't know that Long Yuanzhao was inseparable from Xingcheng sword cultivators. Hearing these words from the aunt, Long Yuanzhao became blurred in her mind. She was a little afraid of this change, because only Long Yuanzhao was a pure villain, and she would not have any psychological burden to kill.

That evening, before the sunset had completely set, the last smear of golden afterglow sprinkled on the green grass. Long Yuanzhao finally finished his affairs in the Supreme Sword Sect. He did not return to the Mansion of Quan, but came to visit An Zhi Autumn.

He gently opened the door, and with a casual glance, he saw Xiaohong squatting in the corner and yawning. Long Yuanzhao didn't know what Xiaohong did to An Zhiqiu, so he said gently: "Xiaohong, Miss Zheng has gotten better recently."

Xiaohong was awakened suddenly, she saw that it was Long Yuanzhao who was coming, her body was stretched straight, her feet did not dare to move half a bit, for fear that the "baji" sound would anger the powerful Long Yuanzhao.

"Zheng...Miss Zheng just took the medicine not long ago, and she is resting in the room at the moment."

"Oh!" Long Yuanzhao responded lightly, and then slowly walked towards the back room. He came to the door and did not rush in, but asked politely, "Miss Zheng, is it convenient for me to go in now?"

An Zhiqiu was staring at the wall intently, and there happened to be a gecko on the wall that was about to prey on flies, when Long Yuanzhao's voice came in at a critical moment.

She hurriedly lay flat on the bed, pulled the quilt, put on a dignified and elegant attitude, and replied softly: "Elder Long, come in!"

With a sound of 'squeak', the wooden door was pushed open, and Long Yuanzhao's handsome appearance came into An Zhiqiu's eyes. No matter how many times he looked at An Zhiqiu, he would sigh with a sigh of being a beautiful woman and a thief.

"Miss Zheng, is your injury better? Will the medicine I found for you some time ago be useful?"

Long Yuanzhao's tender concern warmed An Zhiqiu's heart. Even her own sister had never cared about her so much, but when she thought that Long Yuanzhao was the villain who destroyed the Qingfengmen, An Zhiqiu's heart felt warm. That good feeling disappeared in an instant.

The hatred in her eyes flashed past, and then she changed into a weak look and said, "It seems to be of no use."