Ma'am, please be merciful [Rebirth]

Fu Qingyu's bright eyes also suddenly darkened a bit, and she lowered her head in frustration, not knowing what to say.

"Qingyu?" Jiang Ruo seemed to be aware of Fu Qingyu's depression, caressing Fu Qingyu's scattered sighs with her palm and sighing: "It's late at night, let's rest early."

"En." Fu Qingyu replied with a slightly nasal voice, and then wrapped herself in the quilt and looked sideways at the wall, not daring to look back at Jiang Ruo.

I'm afraid that I've done something wrong again, if Jiang Ruo hates me, maybe I won't live with her again in the future.

The more I think about Fu Qingyu's eyes, the more moist they are. There used to be Fu's mother and Fu's family, but now there is no one in the world except Jiang Ruo.

If it takes longer in the future, Jiang Ruo will definitely feel that he is weak and useless, and will always make her worry.

If this continues, I can't be with Jiang Ruo forever.

Fu Qingyu, who hadn't slept all night, had dry eyes, and he didn't dare to move around, for fear of disturbing Jiang Ruo's purity.

The weak sunlight illuminates the whole room through the window, and Jiang Ruo who is beside him leaves quietly.

It wasn't until the door was closed again that Fu Qingyu turned around secretly, reached out and hugged Jiang Ruo's soft pillow carefully in his arms.

This soft pillow is also faintly mixed with the fragrance of medicinal herbs. Fu Qingyu used to find it very uncomfortable, but now he likes it closely.

It's just that Fu Qingyu didn't stay in bed like in the past, but got up quickly and changed the clothes that Jiang Ruo put aside.

Although she was still dressed in a red dress that looked like maple leaves, it was just that it was very complicated to wear, which took up a lot of Fu Qingyu's time.

After simply tying up her hair and washing up, Fu Qingyu went to the forest in the past by herself, which is the place where she usually practiced.

In the dense fog in the forest in late autumn, Fu Qingyu moved through the bamboo forest sensitively. Although the newly learned invisibility technique was barely feasible, the transformation technique was very rare.

Fu Qingyu, who turned into a small grass, tried to hide herself in the grass, and usually couldn't hold it for a stick of incense.

Fu Qingyu made up his mind to survive for half an hour, but suddenly a centipede was driving towards this direction.

Seeing this kind of thing, Fu Qingyu wanted to jump away, but Fu Qingyu forgot that he was a grass that couldn't move.

It's hard to drive this centipede closer, but unexpectedly, this centipede seems to be possessed by a demon, and it goes straight to Fu Qingyu's side, it's like seeing a ghost!

The dog would jump over the wall when it was cornered, but Fu Qingyu, who was a grass, didn't care about the camouflage, so he jumped up the tree.

It's just that the scene looked a little weird, I saw a green grass standing on the branch of the tree.

But the centipede suddenly raised its head, as if understanding human nature, looking towards Fu Qingyu, it was extremely terrifying.

Fu Qingyu trembled subconsciously, this centipede has become a spirit.

Suddenly, the centipede turned into a wisp of green smoke, and it turned out to be a young man in Taoist robes, whose appearance was somewhat familiar.

Isn't this the shameless person who peeped in the cold pool?

"Yo, I didn't expect there to be a little demon in this mountain." The young man smiled with calculations in his eyes, "I asked you, is the beauty in the mountain still there?"

He still misses Jiang Ruo, this person deserves a serious beating!

However, this young man's cultivation level should not be low, after all, Fu Qingyu found it a little difficult to transform into a grass, let alone transforming into an animal, that was even more difficult.

Fu Qingyu sized up the young man, deliberately changed his voice and replied: "The people in the villa are all powerful, do you dare to go?"

The young man smiled and said, "Why don't I dare?"

"I'm not afraid to tell you, I have been in that villa, and there is a little beauty there, who looks like a fairy."

Little beauty?

Didn't he mean Jiang Ruo?

"What little beauty? That woman in Tsing Yi is a great beauty, you still look like her junior." This is not an exaggeration of Fu Qingyu, if Jiang Ruo's cultivation base is so advanced, he should have practiced for many years.

But the young man responded disapprovingly: "Although the woman in Tsing Yi is beautiful, it is a pity that she is too cold. Besides, she is the person whom the master likes, so I dare not covet her."

Master?

The more Fu Qingyu listened, the more she felt strange, so she asked: "Then who is the little beauty you're talking about?"

"She looks good, even when she is angry, but it's a pity that she was disturbed by the woman in Tsing Yi last time and it was too late to ask her last name." The young man was still full of regret.

But Fu Qingyu suddenly understood the time he was talking about spying on her, and she was so angry that she wanted to hit someone.

Perhaps the sun was getting brighter, and the dense fog in the forest had dissipated a lot. The young man jumped to the tree trunk, looked at the Huoling City at the foot of the mountain and sighed: "You little monster, don't look at me, I'm so talented. It’s been a while since I’ve cultivated it, did you ever hear about the ghost incident in Huoling City?”

Haunted?

Fu Qingyu only thought that this young man must be talking nonsense. Although he had stayed in Huoling City for two lifetimes, although he didn't live long, the only haunted incident was probably the death of Fu Ding.

Suddenly, his head twitched, and Fu Qingyu looked at the young man with his eyes, thinking that this might be the young Taoist priest who pretended to be a fool?

But ordinary people can't live so long.

It's just that the more you look at Fu Qingyu, the more familiar it becomes, so he slowly flew up and looked at the young man.

"You little monster, do you suspect that what I said is false?" The young man flicked his fingertips and Fu Qingyu said contemptuously: "It's just a grass, I'm afraid you didn't have spirituality at that time, so naturally you didn't know what you said back then. The weird things that happened in Huoling City."

About Fu Ding back then, Fu Qingyu also sent someone to investigate in detail, but Jiang Ruo didn't want to disclose it, and then it was left alone.

Just thinking of the appearance of Fu Ding's corpse, Fu Qingyu still felt uncomfortable, it was really scary.

"I heard that all the corpses of the dead people in the city disappeared. Could it be called some kind of ghost thing?" Fu Qingyu carefully flew around this person and asked.

The young man cleared his throat, and said proudly: "You little monster doesn't know anything. That Fu Ding is dead but not stiff, and he walks upright at night, which seems to be a harmful thing. If it wasn't for me , I am afraid that the people of Huo Ling City have long since died."

Uh... this guy is really good at bragging.

Fu Qingyu deeply doubted how she could have believed him so stupidly.

"But how did I hear that there was a little Taoist priest who was scared out of his wits and quickly escaped from Huoling City?"

"You must have heard wrong, how could I be that little Taoist priest." The young man said with dodgy eyes.

The forest was quite quiet, except for the occasional chirping of birds, there was almost no other sound. Fu Qingyu also knew that she might not be able to last long in transformation, and wanted to leave without wanting to be entangled by this young man.

The young Taoist priest suddenly stretched out his fingertips and tugged at the grass, his eyes were full of malicious intent and he said, "It's a pity that there are so many magic circles in this villa, I can't even sneak in."

Fu Qingyu felt a little uncomfortable and hurriedly said, "What do you mean?"

"You are the spirit grass of this mountain, so it is not considered a foreign thing. The magic circle should not be able to work on you. If I eat you, maybe it will reduce the possibility of being discovered."

This person is so insane that he eats grass!

"My cultivation base is so weak, I'm useless if you eat it, why don't you let me enter the magic circle to find out the situation for you?" It's a pity that he came out tight, without a sword, and it's really unfavorable to catch him now.

The young man seemed to be quite satisfied and nodded, suddenly, as if he was reciting some spell silently, a ray of light fell on Fu Qingyu's side.

Fu Qingyu tried to resist, but found that there was no response. Instead, her heart hurt tightly, and she hurriedly asked, "What are you doing to me?"

"It's a poisonous curse. I have eaten a lot of monsters to achieve my current cultivation. Don't think you can fool me, little monster. If you can't appear here tonight, you have to think about the consequences."

Eat demon?

What kind of practice is this? It's simply a sorcery. You actually rely on eating monsters to increase your practice. No wonder the little Taoist priest who didn't understand anything back then is so powerful.

As soon as he let go, Fu Qingyu immediately disappeared and hurried back to the villa.

And Jiang Ruo was in the stone pavilion, and he could still see the food placed on the stone table from a distance, although Fu Qingyu didn't need to eat according to ordinary people's food in his cultivation now.

However, Jiang Ruo would still arrange a meal for Fu Qingyu every day at least according to his old habits.

Fu Qingyu wanted to get closer quickly, but the skirt was really troublesome, so she had to stretch out her hand to lift the hem of the skirt slightly, and speed up her pace a little.

"Qingyu came just in time, and the porridge and rice are still warm." Jiang Ruo reached out to hold the porridge and handed it to Fu Qingyu.

The warm sunlight in the forest happened to fall into this square pavilion, and it was warming the body. Fu Qingyu stretched out his hand to pick up the porridge, only to find the dark purple mark on the palm of his hand.

So he hurriedly held the porridge bowl, holding the wooden spoon tightly in his right hand, Fu Qingyu lowered his head and drank the porridge, for fear that Jiang Ruo would notice something.

Jiang Ruo was already troublesome in the first place, but this time, he couldn't drag her down any more, Fu Qingyu thought in his heart.

It's rare for the two of them to be quiet now, Jiang Ruo glanced over Fu Qingyu several times, but didn't make a sound.

When the porridge bowl was bottomed out, Fu Qingyu wiped her mouth with a handkerchief beside her, then got up and said, "I'm going to practice."

"Why are you so hardworking all of a sudden today?" Jiang Ruo said hesitantly, "Cultivation is not a one-day achievement, so you don't have to rush it."

Fu Qingyu clenched her sleeves tightly, and replied as calmly as possible: "Well, I know, but I still want to be better."

Fu Qingyu turned around and left and ran into the pharmacy where Jiang Ruo often stayed. There were many rare herbs in it.

Maybe that would be effective enough to cure some poisonous curse, so Fu Qingyu drank some of the bottles and jars placed on top of it.

But until the evening approached, apart from Fu Qingyu being a little full from eating, the mark on his palm did not disappear.

Fu Qingyu made up his mind to fight that man to the death with his sword, but should he tell Jiang Ruo about it?

The sky got darker, so Fu Qingyu hurried out of the pharmacy, Jiang Ruo was still in the pavilion, as if there was nothing else to do all day long.

There were stars twinkling in the night sky, but there was only one dim light in the stone pavilion.

Jiang Ruo's face remained the same as when he first met him, and Fu Qingyu's appearance didn't seem to change anymore, as if he had lived forever.

In the past, I heard that there were often kings seeking longevity in the scriptures. Fu Qingyu only felt that it was miraculous, but when he really experienced longevity, he felt that longevity seemed to be accompanied by loneliness, just like Jiang Ruo who seems to have no sadness or joy now. .

"Ah Ruo, why don't you go back to your room to rest?"

"I'm waiting for you."

Fu Qingyu was taken aback for a moment, thinking that Jiang Ruo had found something unusual, so she was a little guilty and didn't dare to look at her, she just lowered her head and looked at the shadow that fell on the ground.

Jiang Ruo's back is as straight as a ruler. The old master used to use that guy to scare people. Fu Qingyu is not afraid of the old master, but he respects Jiang Ruo from the bottom of his heart.

"I want to review the exercises today, so I won't go back to the room with Ah Ruo."

"Okay." Jiang Ruo replied hesitantly, then got up and walked closer, looked softly at Fu Qingyu and said, "Let's go to the city with you tomorrow."

"it is good."

After the Tsing Yi disappeared into the long corridor, Fu Qingyu quickly turned to the bamboo forest. The forbidden technique near the villa is not the same as Jiang Ruo's forbidden technique in the room.

Fu Qingyu had seen Jiang Ruo cast a spell with his own eyes, so he naturally knew that this forbidden spell didn't necessarily need to be broken, and he could come in and out freely.

It's just that you have to be careful to avoid being discovered by Jiang Ruo. For this reason, Fu Qingyu was very cautious and waited for an hour on purpose.

After turning into a grass, Fu Qingyu held his breath and chanted the mantra silently, and floated out of Huoling Mountain Villa with a gust of wind.

The young man who entered the bamboo grove seemed impatient to wait, and said dissatisfiedly, "If you don't come again, I won't be impatient."

Fu Qingyu quickly responded, "I don't have enough demon power, and I've been poisoned by you, how can I be quick?"

The young man raised his eyebrows and said, "Let me ask you, are the eyes of that woman in Tsing Yi still red?"

"I didn't dare to get close, I didn't see clearly." Fu Qingyu felt that this person was definitely not acting out of good intentions, so he must not be credulous.

And for Jiang Ruo's affairs, Fu Qingyu was especially concerned.

"Hey, you get rid of the poison first, I'm afraid that if I really lose my soul later."

"You really have no guts, you little monster." The young man lightly swiped the spell with his fingertips but stopped suddenly, and said with a slight frown, "But if I break the spell for you, wouldn't it be bad for the teacher if you revealed my whereabouts?" matter of respect."

Fu Qingyu said helplessly: "I'm just a little demon, what kind of trouble can I make?"

The young man's eyes were full of horror, obviously extremely fearful, and he hurriedly whispered: "You little monster, but I don't know how powerful Master is, her palm is enough to turn me into a ball of ashes."

"Then who is your master?" Fu Qingyu inexplicably felt that this master might not be a simple person, and might be more difficult to deal with than that master or that green bamboo.

"Her old man's name, how can I tell you this little demon?" The young man looked at Fu Qingyu contemptuously and said, "Even the leader of that party's demons can only bow his head in front of her old man."

Hierarch, why does this name sound familiar?

The banshee in black suddenly appeared in my mind, and I couldn't help but feel a tight headache.

Sure enough, you should step up your practice.

Fu Qingyu leaned lightly on the branch beside him and said: "Then I, a little demon, are even less afraid. Why are you afraid of me?"

The young man was very pleased with the compliment, he chanted the mantra silently, and pointed at Fu Qingyu lightly.

It seemed that the discomfort suppressed in my heart dissipated immediately.

"Hey, little demon, you have to keep your mouth shut, I can easily crush you to death." The young man threatened.

"That's not necessarily the case." Fu Qingyu transformed into a human form, and the sword came out of its sheath and was aimed at his life.

The young man had no choice but to let go, looked at Fu Qingyu in surprise and sighed: "You are actually that little beauty."

Fu Qingyu frowned slightly and said: "No matter how nonsense you talk, I don't mind making you speechless in the future."

"Don't! I just didn't know Mount Tai with my eyes. I mistook Mingyu for clam beads. I was really blind."

This man is really annoying.

"Let me ask you, who is your master?"

"Actually, I don't know the real name of Master, but she has a high level of cultivation, and what's even more frightening is that she seems to be a dead bone, killing people extremely viciously." The young man replied sincerely:

"But little beauty, my master seems to be very concerned about your big beauty. I advise you not to be an enemy of your master, otherwise I will be so sad."

"Shut up!" Fu Qingyu's sword pointed straight at his neck and whispered: "Does your master want me to die?"

"That's not the case, Master just wanted me to inquire about the color of that beautiful woman's eyes."

Is the color of Jiang Ruo's eyes important?

In fact, Fu Qingyu was also a little worried, after all, Jiang Ruo was very scary that night.

Just when Fu Qingyu was thinking seriously, the young man under the sword suddenly turned into a wisp of green smoke and disappeared before his eyes.

Fu Qingyu was full of vigilance, but suddenly countless formations appeared in the forest, like a big fire.

Apparently he touched Jiang Ruo's formation on Huoling Mountain, but he couldn't escape, but he suddenly appeared behind him and said with a smile:

"I can't help it. If you take the little beauty back to do business, you can also avoid the punishment of the master, right?"

You can't believe a word of what this man said.

Fu Qingyu swung his sword vigorously, but unexpectedly, Jiang Ruo appeared even faster, and the young man's arm holding Fu Qingyu fell aside.

Thick blood filled his nose, Jiang Ruo lightly squeezed the fallen leaves with his fingers, and looked at the young man with bloodshot eyes full of murderous intent.

"My hand!" The young man lying beside him in agony was very pale.

Jiang Ruo had already fallen aside, wrapped his arms around Fu Qingyu, looked at him like a cold arrow and asked, "Who sent you here?"

As if just coming out of the cold pool, Fu Qingyu couldn't help feeling that the cold air permeating Jiang Ruo's body was a bit freezing.

The young man didn't have the arrogance at all, his complexion turned from pale to blue, it was really weird, like an old and not decayed corpse, so he was somewhat similar to that Fu Ding.

"What's wrong with him?" Fu Qingyu asked with some fear.

Before he finished speaking, the young man suddenly ignited his flame, but it turned into a dead bone in an instant.

Jiang Ruo said with a serious expression: "Someone set a spell in his body. Once he is useless, he will be destroyed immediately. It is a vicious exorcism."

"Exorcism? But he was clearly a living person just now."

"It's just an illusion. He had already died outside Huoling City back then. That man just thought that the dead are always better at keeping secrets than the living."

Fu Qingyu still can't accept that there is such a powerful illusion in the world, one can imagine how powerful that person is.

Master, maybe it's the big bone monster, maybe even staring at this side from the dark all the time.

"Let's go back." Jiang Ruo hugged Fu Qingyu and turned around, but entered the villa in the blink of an eye.

The closed door blocked the cold wind outside the mountain, but worries about Jiang Ruo became more and more serious.

"You can think about it on this wall tonight." Jiang Ruoqian said while drinking tea.

Fu Qingyu didn't come back to his senses for a moment, and looked at Jiang Ruo, only to realize that Jiang Ruo's expression had never been so serious.

Because he left the villa privately?

But why didn't Jiang Ruo ask himself the reason?

"En." The room was too quiet, and Fu Qingyu didn't know how to break the silence, so he had to agree.

Just like this all night until dawn, Jiang Ruo never left. Looking at the white wall, Fu Qingyu felt that his bones were stiff, but he dared not move.

Until Jiang Ruo on the other side said: "Do you know what's wrong?"

Fu Qingyu hurriedly turned her head to the side, strode stiffly, approached and knelt aside and said, "I shouldn't have left the villa secretly."

"Just this?"

"do you have anything else?"

Jiang Ruo looked at Fu Qingyu with cold eyes and said, "I don't know when you learned to lie."

The cold wind hit Fu Qingyu fiercely, and this is probably what Jiang Ruo really looks like after knowing him for many years.

Because of this sudden incident, the two of them did not go down the mountain even in winter.

The heavy snow turned the entire mountain forest into plain white, and occasionally Fu Qingyu could even see that the road leading to the mountain was blocked by ice and snow when he went to the eaves of the villa.

In the past, Fu Qingyu even asked people to repair the way up the mountain, but later on, no one took care of it, and even the suspension bridge connecting the two dangerous places was already in dilapidated condition.

The waterfall in summer has also been frozen now, and the stone pavilion is more and more like a secret place in the mountains, where Jiang Ruo is usually there when he has nothing to do.

The flower garden is still like spring all year round, and there are even butterflies. This is Jiang Ruo's formation.

The hustle and bustle of Huoling City can still be vaguely seen from the eaves of this high place, and there seem to be red lanterns hanging on the tall building, apparently to celebrate the coming of New Year's Eve.

But in Huoling Mountain Villa, apart from plain white, Fu Qingyu could hardly make other colors.

At the beginning, Jiang Ruo could dress up the Huoling Mountain Villa very festively with a wave of his hand, but Fu Qingyu didn't have such magic.

And now Jiang Ruo hasn't spoken to Fu Qingyu for a long time.

The cold wind is raging in the mountains, shaking the snow on the branches, hovering in the valley like flying.

Fu Qingyu couldn't help being envious, at least they were free.

But Jiang Ruo seemed to be trapped in this Huoling Mountain Villa, and all she did was to protect herself.

Often thinking of these, Fu Qingyu would feel very guilty. With Jiang Ruo's cultivation, she can go anywhere, but she chooses the safest way.

It's just that such indifference really made Fu Qingyu's heart feel tight, even Fu Qingyu would rather Jiang Ruo scold him than ignore him like this.

But how can we ease the relationship with Jiang Ruo.

Fu Qingyu squatted on the eaves alone, letting the strong wind and snow fall on her body, staring at the stone pavilion with silly eyes.

When she regained her composure again, Fu Qingyu realized that she had almost become a snowman. When she was about to get up, her foot slipped and she suddenly fell from the tall building.

Fu Qingyu's limbs were frozen, his head was still a little unresponsive, but his whole body was suddenly embraced.

Naturally, this embrace was all too familiar, and Fu Qingyu stared at Jiang Ruo without daring to move her eyes, for fear that if she made a sound, it would be a dream.

Jiang Ruo lightly touched the snow on Fu Qingyu's hair with her fingertips, touched her brow slightly but didn't speak, and wanted to take back Fu Qingyu's hand.

Fu Qingyu embraced Jiang Ruo with both hands, which was rare and quick to react, and closed his eyes tightly, pretending to be a comatose person.

It's just that he forgot that a comatose person doesn't have the strength to hold on to it and not let go.

"Next time, I will definitely not let you off lightly." Jiang Ruo sighed softly beside her ears, and then Fu Qingyu was hugged tightly.

As if hallucinating, Fu Qingyu frowned, and answered with raised lips: "I promise there will be no next time."

It turns out that being hugged by Jiang Ruo is really warm.