I became a villain master, but I conquered the heroine

The year I was kicked out of the Gu Mansion.

In the cold winter, heavy snow flakes were flying in the air, and the biting cold wind was whistling, violently shaking the solitary tree in the yard.

Large flakes of snow pressed down on the tree, and its branches were covered with thick snow.

The young Gu Xi and her mother Yun Qianyun lived in that shabby little house. Due to poverty, they had no charcoal fire in the winter.

The cold wind blew in through the leaky walls and broken windows, making people shiver. The mother and daughter had no choice but to snuggle together.

Little Gu Xi was shivering from the cold, his face was pale, his hands were covered with frostbite, and he curled up into a ball.

“Cold…cold…”

"Mother, Xiaoxi is so cold..."

The icy-cold air cut through the skin like a knife, like a sharp arrow, penetrating every pore, as if to freeze every inch of the skin.

It felt like being in an ice cellar, or like falling into an ice cave. It was freezing cold, without a trace of warmth in the body, only the biting cold.

Yuan Chu, who was sitting beside the bed, only saw Gu Xi looking uneasy and mumbling something, but he couldn't hear it clearly.

Yuanchu frowned, leaned over and listened carefully in confusion, and only then did he vaguely hear the word "cold".

Then he immediately raised his hand to feel her body temperature, and Yuanchu said inwardly: "Not good."

She immediately realized that it was because her disciple lost his spiritual power to protect his body on the snowy mountain, which caused the cold air to enter his body. She had no reaction before, but now it had an attack.

Feeling that Gu Xi was in great pain and fear, Yuan Chu comforted her softly, "Don't be afraid, your master is here."

After Yuan Chu said these words, she helped the person up from the couch, and she sat cross-legged behind Gu Xi. She stretched out her hands and made a palm, and stroked Gu Xi's shoulders to his back.

Yuanchu used his own spiritual power to try to force the cold out of his little disciple's body or melt it away in her body.

This lasted for more than an hour, and was extremely exhausting due to the continuous supply of spiritual energy.

A bead of sweat broke out on Yuan Chu's forehead and his chest began to ache slightly. Gu Xi was not feeling well either, and his whole body was shaking with cold.

Wutongmu looked at this scene, feeling guilty, and thought to himself:

I should have taken it easy and not been so overbearing. However, this girl's pure spiritual power smells so good that I couldn't help licking my lips...

Never mind, she is not an unreasonable person, I will find a chance to compensate this little girl later...

In the end, the last trace of cold air was forced out. Yuan Chu withdrew his hand and immediately supported the little disciple who was about to fall down after losing his support.

Yuanchu held Gu Xi in her arms, with Gu Xi's head against her shoulder, and then slowly laid her flat.

Gu Xi, who had regained some consciousness, fluttered her eyelashes. A halo appeared in her eyes, and there was a blurry figure under the halo.

Her eyelashes blinked once, twice, but her eyelids were too heavy and finally closed together as if they had been constantly being controlled.

Gu Xi closed her eyes drowsily, and her remaining consciousness made her feel that she was in a soft and warm embrace. At this moment, she had only one thought in her mind: Could it be the Master?

Yuanchu felt mixed emotions as she laid the person flat on the couch. She glanced at the person whose breathing was gradually becoming steady, then took the quilt and tucked her in.

Then he stood up, covered his chest, let out a long breath, and said, "Sleep well." Then he walked out of the room.

Yuanchu walked to the stone bench in the yard and sat down. He raised his hand to pour himself a cup of tea, raised it to his mouth, and sighed deeply.

It is a very eventful time now. If she had arrived a step later today, the consequences would have been disastrous. The little disciple is really having a hard time!

If it is a blessing, it is not a disaster. If it is a disaster, it is inevitable. What is coming will come. Now we can only take it one step at a time.

It was not until the next morning that Gu Xi woke up from his coma, with a tearing feeling in his head.

She gradually pieced together her fragmented memories, supported herself on the bed with one hand and slowly straightened up and sat up.

Before my mind could regain clarity, I heard a girl's voice as clear as a silver bell: "Hey, you finally woke up."

Gu Xi looked towards the source of the sound and saw only a paulownia tree standing in the air. The sound seemed to come from it.

"No need to look, it's me." Seeing the doubt in Gu Xi's eyes, she spoke again. Then she flew in front of Gu Xi and shook left and right twice.

Looking at the paulownia tree that flew in front of him, Gu Xi's eyes were filled with more doubts, "Are you talking?"

"Hahahahahahaha...what else? Is there someone else in the house?" The girl felt amused. What a terrible dialogue.

Gu Xi understood, turned his head away, with a dull expression on his face, and thought with a little disgust: You are not a human either.

Then she thought of something, frowned again, and fell into deep thought, observing its appearance.

It looks very much like the wooden stick given to him by the senior who saved him in the secret realm, only slightly different in appearance.

But my master told me before that at that time, she detected that the piece of wood had no spiritual power, but now it has its own consciousness, so it must be the existence of a spirit of the weapon.

Combined with the fact that her cultivation had not improved at all in the past few days, and the spiritual power she had gained through hard practice had all disappeared, and she also felt dizzy from time to time, she immediately made a judgment and guess.

Gu Xi's expression tensed, and he quickly raised his right hand to hold it. The Wutong wood was startled and immediately tried to break free, but Gu Xi held it tightly, with veins bulging on his right hand, refusing to let her escape.

The girl screamed: "What are you doing?"

Gu Xi quietly felt the way it struggled under his hands, and after a long while, he said with the corner of his mouth: "These days, it is because you have been devouring my spiritual power that my cultivation has not improved at all?"

Oh, she was discovered so quickly? This little girl is quite perceptive. So what?

"Humph!" The Wutong tree was not convinced and said in a loud voice: "It's just a little bit of your spiritual power. Why are you so stingy?"

Gu Xi curled her lips and smiled coldly, "Are you sure it's just a little bit?"

The girl suddenly felt something was wrong and said, "Just a little bit."

"Hmm?" Gu Xi glanced at her sideways and increased the strength of his right hand holding the paulownia wood.

The girl finally compromised and said in a flattering manner: "Okay, okay, I admit that there is a little bit."

Hearing this, Gu Xi let go of her, and the Wutong tree flew away, flying far away from Gu Xi.

She didn't expect that this little kid could be so cruel and violent, and had no mercy on women at all.

Although her true form is just a piece of wood, she is still a beautiful girl after all!

Watching it flee in panic, Gu Xi said calmly: "Tell me, why did you want to devour my spiritual power?"

"Hmm... um... well..." If Wutongmu had a human form, he would definitely be scratching his head, trying to make up some reasonable excuse to get away with it.