Quick Wear: The Villain is a Little Pitiful

Tong Xiyuan only felt the front of his palm numb for a moment, as if he had hit something smooth.

He raised his head little by little and saw clear red marks of five fingers appearing on the area where Fanhe's chin and neck were connected.

"..."

The two were silent for a long time, and Tong Xiyuan swallowed his saliva and said, "Sorry."

He didn't want to hit anyone. Although people who did bad things should be punished, Tong Xiyuan didn't have a hobby of hitting people. The biggest punishment he could think of was to never talk to Fan He again.

But now, a trace of regret emerged on Tong Xiyuan's face. The always arrogant Palace Master was slapped in the face. He would not be so angry that he would do something he could not bear.

But he waited for a long time, but Fan He did not attack.

Tong Xiyuan was stunned for a moment, and moved his wrist, but as soon as he moved, he was held tightly by the other party.

Fan He lifted his eyelids and looked over. There was a hint of grievance in the complex emotions in his eyes. He bit his back teeth and asked, "Yuan Yuan, do you hate me so much?"

He just wanted to keep the boy by his side forever, but how could he make the other party so disgusted?

Tong Xiyuan opened his mouth and explained: "No..."

"No what?" Fan He interrupted him, "You don't like me now, you like me before, the Xuan Zhi Dao Zun who cares about the people of the world, right?"

Tong Xiyuan didn't expect him to think so much, and didn't expect him to be so bothered. In Tong Xiyuan's eyes, no matter who it was, they were all the same, just people with different personalities. Just like in every world before, men's personalities would be different.

But in this person's eyes, the two identities seemed to be clearly distinguished, to the point where they must be a life-and-death struggle.

Fan He lowered his head, bit Tong Xiyuan's slightly open lips hard, and said unwillingly: "It was obviously me who met Yuanyuan first."

He shouldn't have personally sent the young man up the Lingxiao Sect's ladder, and personally sent Tong Xiyuan to that hypocrite.

Tong Xiyuan felt pain on his lips, and he grabbed his collar and said, "Don't bite."

It would be very troublesome if bleeding occurred. Tong Xiyuan had been paying attention in the previous days and never let Fan He succeed.

But now that he had said this, Fan He bit even harder, "You don't allow this or that, I'm still too indulgent to you."

"Well!"

Tong Xiyuan closed his eyes in pain. When the faint smell of blood spread on his lips, he felt a weight on his shoulders and Fan He fainted.

Tong Xiyuan was silent for a moment, then helped the man to lie down on the bed.

【What happened to your husband? 】

The system's voice suddenly appeared, startling Tong Xiyuan. He calculated the time and asked in confusion: [Jiu Mei, why did you come out? ]

[Yuanbao, I've been in the small dark room for more than a month, okay? The supervisory system got annoyed and kicked me out.] 999 gritted its teeth and waved its nonexistent fist, officially forging a feud with the supervisory system that was showing off its power. It looked at Fan He lying on the bed and said in surprise: [Yuanbao, did you hit your husband in the face?!]

Tong Xiyuan nodded hesitantly, "I guess so."

999 was amazed. When he thought of what Fan He had done before, he said directly: [Sure enough, the naughty kid still needs to be beaten before he will behave. ]

Tong Xiyuan: [……]

He touched his lips and thought to himself, it seems that I haven't become more obedient.

However, now is a good time for him to leave.

Tong Xiyuan looked at Fan He again, picked up his sword, left the Netherworld Palace, and flew towards the Lingxiao Sect.

He returned to Lingxiao Sect to discuss the matter of saving people with Lu Zhihan and others, completely unaware that Fan He had been in a coma for nearly ten days this time.

In the realm of nothingness, two souls are opposed to each other.

The pure black shadow standing opposite sneered, "I thought you were dead, but it turns out you were hiding in my body to practice."

The white figure was sitting cross-legged, in a secluded posture. Upon hearing this, he opened his eyes and looked over. His expression did not change, and he raised his hand and pointed to the open space in front of him.

The shadow paused and sat down. "Why, are you planning to devour me?"

Bai Ying clasped his hands together and used his skills in the void. "It's not swallowing. You and I are one. Why should we embarrass him?"

Two figures floated in the air and began to spin rapidly like the Bagua diagram, leaving only black and white phantoms in the air that were indistinguishable from each other.

Ten days later.

Lingxiao Sect.

Tong Xiyuan and Lu Zhihan supported the bruised and battered leader back from the left and right, and only after they used their internal energy to heal his wounds did they finally calm down.

"Uncle Tong," Lu Zhihan bowed to Tong Xiyuan gratefully, "It's all thanks to you that we were able to rescue the headmaster and the other sect members this time."

Tong Xiyuan felt ashamed and waved his hand, saying, "I just helped a little."

To be honest, it was his face that gave him the advantage. When the demon cultivators saw that he was the one who came to save people, they didn't dare to fight him, so Tong Xiyuan and his companions were able to easily rescue the cultivators who were tortured and imprisoned by the demon cultivators.

However, Tong Xiyuan sighed, he did not go there in time enough, and many people died tragically.

Because of this, he became more determined not to look for Fan He.

999 sighed with him and chanted: [There are always beautiful women in the world. ]

Tong Xiyuan touched the small chain on his wrist helplessly, [Ninth sister, I am really in a dilemma.]

He could accept that Fan He was a little bit bad, but he could not accept that he was completely bad.

"Junior Brother Tong," the head of the sect, who had recovered most of his strength, glanced at Tong Xiyuan's expression and asked tentatively, "How is Dao Zun doing?"

In fact, everyone can guess it without asking, but now no one can beat Fan He, and everyone puts their hopes on Tong Xiyuan.

Tong Xiyuan shook his head, and heard the master and others sighing.

He sat on the chair and thought for a long time, then finally looked at the headmaster and said, "Using me as bait, maybe..."

A hint of expectation appeared in the headmaster's eyes, "How?"

Tong Xiyuan gritted his teeth and said, "Kill him."

The villain Liu Wushang in the world information is no longer a threat. As long as the two protagonists can stay alive, it doesn’t seem like a big deal for him to leave with Fan He.

The head of the sect was shocked for a moment, then nodded under Tong Xiyuan's firm gaze.

Within three days, the upright cultivators who had recovered most of their cultivation through various elixirs and spiritual herbs gathered in Lingxiao Sect and raised the banner of fighting against the devil.

Before leaving, Tong Xiyuan found the leader of the Baihua Sect. He looked at the graceful woman in a white veil in front of him and said apologetically, "I apologize to you on his behalf for what happened before."

"What?" The leader of Baihua Sect glanced at him, and after meeting Tong Xiyuan's gaze, he was stunned for a moment and asked in confusion: "Why apologize?"

Although she was almost ambushed by the group of evil cultivators due to her carelessness, fortunately, the left and right protectors of the sect arrived one after another and worked together with her to defeat those evil cultivators.

Tong Xiyuan stuttered, "Those demon cultivators before... you are a woman..."

"???" The Hundred Flowers Sect leader blinked quickly, and after figuring out what he was thinking, he laughed and said, "Those demon cultivators are indeed hateful."

Tong Xiyuan looked at her, with a trace of pity in his eyes.

The leader of the Baihua Sect continued, "As a woman, I can only scare them to death. As a woman, I cannot do anything more cruel."

Tong Xiyuan's reluctance froze. How could this be different from what Fan He had told him?