A little padded jacket that accidentally turned into a villain

After running around all day, Ling Siyao and Cheng Weiwan were a little tired, Meng Xianjue's arm condition was not optimistic, Ling Siyao checked him and immediately suggested to find a place to rest overnight.

Meng Xianjue finally raised his head this time, the darkness in his eyes was thick and deep, and he stared at him motionlessly.

Ling Siyao was taken aback, and subconsciously tightened her hands, causing Cheng Weiwan to hiss.

Meng Xianjue looked away, simply sat down where he was, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

At this time, Cheng Weiwan suddenly spoke to Ling Siyao: "This place is not bad, and it is not easy to be found out of the shelter from the wind, let's heal his injuries first..."

Cheng Weiwan didn't say a word, he was really worried about Meng Xianjue's situation.

If spiritual energy and ghost energy coexist in the body, although the power emitted is infinite, it is like water and fire that cannot tolerate each other. If they cannot tolerate each other, both sides will suffer.

Meng Xianjue's wounds couldn't heal for a long time, which must be the reason why ghost energy and spiritual energy exist in his body and mutually repel each other. Even if there is spiritual energy attached, the flow of ghost energy will also inhibit the influence of spiritual energy. Qi competed for control of the body in the Lingfu, so Meng Xianjue's injuries would most likely become more serious.

Ling Siyao saw through Cheng Weiwan's worry, raised his eyebrows, turned around to pick up dry branches on the ground, avoiding the angle that Meng Xianjue could see, and said in a low voice: "He is not your task target anymore, you still care about him so much What is he doing?"

Cheng Weiwan lowered his furry head, the tips of his ears twitched, and didn't speak any more.

Ling Siyao said: "Your task is to find out the messy data flow, no longer to accompany Meng Xianjue and let him dominate the world, no, you even found the wrong male lead, Cheng Weiwan, you are completely There's no need to..."

Cheng Weiwan breathed a sigh of relief, and said quietly: "I just think he is pitiful, if he leaves at once... I still feel a little bit reluctant, don't blame me, I have my own sense of propriety."

Ling Siyao looked at him for a long time, then picked up a bundle of branches, and said, "Wan Wan, you have to remember that your goal is to go home, not to stay in this world."

Cheng Weiwan was in a daze for a moment, then suddenly realized that the word "going home" had become his extravagant hope, and it was impossible to move even a single step.

Ling Siyao stopped talking, just dutifully lit the fire, grilled the meat, and made more preparations for the coming of the night.

Cheng Weiwan urged him from the side: "Ling Siyao, hurry up, let's heal Meng Xianjue first."

Ling Siyao accepted her fate, worked tirelessly to burn the fire, cleaned her hands, and walked to Meng Xianjue's side.

Meng Xianjue felt someone approaching beside him, so he lazily raised his eyelids, and when he saw Ling Siyao, his body subconsciously straightened, his lips were tightly pursed, and although his eyes were less guarded, they were definitely not friendly.

Ling Siyao laughed dryly: "I'll heal your wounds."

Only then did Meng Xianjue turn his head away, hiding the confusion in his eyes.

He didn't remember that there was a person named Ling Siyao around him in his last life, nor did he remember that he had seen this person in other places. The purpose of being around, as Ling Siyao said, was simply to heal the scarlet gold beast's injury and he followed him, he didn't believe it.

And he always felt that there was something unfathomable hidden in Ling Siyao's smiling eyes.

If he can take this person for his own use... Meng Xianjue lowered his eyes and didn't show anything.

Neither Ling Siyao nor Cheng Weiwan knew what was going on in Meng Xianjue's mind, Ling Siyao carefully tore off the cloth that wrapped Meng Xianjue's wound, and the moment he saw the wound, he unconsciously gasped.

The flesh and blood of the entire right arm has almost rotted away, and the white arm bones can be seen in some places with deep wounds. Ling Siyao has seen strong winds and waves, and can manage her expression. Cheng Weiwan was frightened and backed away again and again , a short scream came out of his mouth, and even with four short legs on the ground, he was almost unable to stand still.

On the other hand, Meng Xianjue looked calm, as if it wasn't his hand that hurt, nor was he the one being watched.

Ling Siyao frowned, he pretended to look at it for a long time, then paused his gaze, as if he had encountered some problem, his whole face was about to wrinkle, he pretended to lower his head in thought, and then gave Cheng It's not too late to report.

"It's late, we might be done."

Cheng Weiwan was worried, and hurriedly said, "How is it?"

"..." Ling Siyao was a little afraid to say, "I can't cure it."

"Aren't you the system, just clear the data, or restore the data when he was not injured, Ling Siyao, don't scare me."

Ling Siyao wondered: "That's true, there are indeed props for formatting data in the mysterious store, but..."

Cheng Weiwan had an ominous premonition in his heart, tremblingly said: "Just what?"

Ling Siyao was a little shy: "I don't have enough points, I can't afford it."

Cheng Weiwan just wanted to kill this idiot who was still shy at the critical moment: "Then what should I do?"

Ling Siyao took a cautious look at Cheng Weiwan, and said, "Maybe there is no other way..."

The two were talking, and had no time to care about the situation outside the system space. When they came back to their senses, they felt Meng Xianjue moving against the wind, his injection unsheathed, and cold light shining everywhere.

Cheng Weiwan looked up hastily, only to see Meng Xianjue wrestling with a man in a black cloak.

The whole body of this person was wrapped up extremely tightly, and he wore a ghost mask on his face, leaving only a pair of eyes, making it impossible for people to tell his identity.

This man in black is quite powerful, he can evenly compete with the seriously injured Meng Xianjue.

——Now Meng Xianjue is injured, otherwise Meng Xianjue would be much worse.

Cheng Weiwan silently added in her heart.

Meng Xianjue held the knife in his left hand and was in the midst of fighting the man in black, but he didn't know whether it was because he was injured or because he hadn't had a good rest these days. Some rush.

Although Meng Xianjue's expression was not obvious, the knife in his hand began to feel unsteady.

Cheng Weiwan pursed her lips, looked at the two people in the fight with a little worry, and urged Ling Siyao from time to time: "Is there anything you can do?"

Ling Siyao simply stopped pretending and rolled her eyes: "No."

Cheng Weiwan was so angry that he wanted to hit Ling Siyao again.

Seeing that Meng Xianjue was already at a disadvantage, Cheng Weiwan subconsciously wanted to leave his body and take on a human form, but was stopped by Ling Siyao: "You have already left your body once, and your mind and soul are unstable. Be careful once and you will be directly trapped in this world and cannot get out."

Cheng Weiwan's eyes were already glued to Meng Xianjue, who was gradually losing the wind: "Then what should we do? Meng Xianjue was injured, what if he was killed by that masked man? This is Huanyan Holy Market, killing people There are often treasure hunts..."

"Cheng Weiwan, he is Meng Xianjue, not the hero, so it doesn't matter if he dies."

It doesn't matter if you die.

Cheng Weiwan calmed down in an instant, swallowed everything she wanted to say, and looked at Ling Siyao motionlessly.

Ling Siyao was so calm that he persuaded Cheng Weiwan earnestly: "This is just a world made up of a novel. Cheng Weiwan, Meng Xianjue is just a supporting villain, and it makes no difference if he dies sooner or later. , unlike the male protagonist, if he deviates from the normal timeline, it will cause the world to collapse... Cheng Weiwan, do you understand what I mean."

Cheng Weiwan raised his neck and looked at Ling Siyao, he realized that Ling Siyao was not joking, but really thought so.

Cheng Weiwan felt that she could completely understand Ling Siyao's thoughts.

Ling Siyao only regards everything in this world as a novel. He believes that these people and things are far from real.

It's just a supporting role, it's just an illusion, it's just a novel, if it dies, it dies, if it's gone, it's gone.

Cheng Weiwan suddenly felt sad, he really wanted to refute Ling Siyao's words, but found that before he had a car accident and experienced all this, he thought so too.

Novels are always fictitious, and movies or episodes are made up by people. The dead people and destroyed cities are just the structures created by the flash of inspiration in the mind of the person who wrote the pen.

But when he came here, he realized that he was wrong.

He even started to like it here.

People and cities, flowers and vegetation, all of these are real.

Moreover, Meng Xianjue is a real person.

A person of flesh and blood with independent personality and individuality.

Whether he was angry with Meng Xianjue, didn't want to talk to Meng Xianjue, or felt sorry for Meng Xianjue, these were not reasons for him to watch a real person be wiped out.

Cheng Weiwan suppressed the uneasiness in his heart, his eyes flashed with stubbornness, he paused every word, and said to Ling Siyao: "I want to save him."

It doesn't matter if it's just a villain, or just a paper man, but now, in his view, Meng Xianjue has emotions, bleeds, and sadness, and is a living person.

Ling Siyao sighed lightly: "Do you really want to save him?"

Cheng Weiwan nodded without hesitation.

Ling Siyao had no reason to reject Cheng Weiwan, so he gritted his teeth and used the few remaining points to buy a spiritual power boost card for Cheng Weiwan.

The surge card took effect instantly, and Cheng Weiwan got the effect of this card, his whole body swelled up rapidly, as if he had been blown out of air, to the point where he was indomitable.

It is the body of a red gold beast, with its head touching the sky, its back broad and wide, its limbs thick and powerful, and it can go straight up three thousand miles in one leap.

Ling Siyao was a little dumbfounded, apparently she didn't expect the Red Gold Beast's body to be so majestic.

The red gold beast held its head high, its silver-white fur was smooth and soft, and it flew in the wind. Its blood-red eyes were as big as copper bells, and it was fixed on the masked man.

Ling Siyao warned Cheng Weiwan from the rear: "The masked man obviously doesn't want Meng Xianjue's life, you observe his ways carefully, he just wants to take away Meng Xianjue's spiritual pouch..."

Cheng Weiwan nodded and said: "I know, I think the way he moves is undoubtedly Zhang Chengcan."

As soon as the words fell, both Cheng Weiwan and Ling Siyao showed contemptuous expressions at the same time.

If the masked man is Zhang Chengcan, then Zhang Chengcan's face is too... ugly.

Talking with others is just a trick to grab Phoenix's courage, dare not refute on the face, or take advantage of people's unpreparedness, and Meng Xianjue is seriously injured at this time, if Zhang Chengcan hadn't planned all this, it would be too coincidental.

Cheng Weiwan's eyes widened and he brazenly joined the battle.

Zhang Chengcan obviously didn't imagine that there was such a beast as the Chijin Beast. He was confused for a moment, but he quickly realized that the weapon in his hand didn't stop for a moment, and counterattacked meticulously.

Cheng Weiwan was not used to his huge body, although he possessed shocking power, but after he fought Zhang Chengcan for many rounds, he found that Zhang Chengcan had found his weakness.

He has strong spiritual power, but he can't use it for the time being, he can only bite or grab with brute force, he has no agility at all, but Zhang Chengcan moves quickly after overcoming the surprise and fear in his heart, Cheng Weiwan is helpless.

But Meng Xianjue supported his right arm, lifted the knife and stepped back half a step, his face pale and ugly.

Cheng Weiwan was anxious and didn't pay attention to it for a while, but his eyes kept drifting towards Meng Xianjue. Finally, Zhang Chengcan seized the opportunity and stabbed his sword into the abdomen.

The roar of a huge beast resounded through the sky, and the frantic wind swept up a few drops of blood that were not too late to land on Meng Xianjue's arm...

But in just one breath, the bright red blood dripped into the festering flesh. The wound on Meng Xianjue's arm was healing at an astonishing speed. The flesh grew back, and the pain gradually disappeared. Confusion gradually appeared on Meng Xianjue's face. .

The skin grows and recovers in a short period of time.

Ling Siyao opened her mouth wide, her face full of disbelief.

The blood of the red gold beast has such great functions.

Meng Xianjue lowered his gaze, and the light in his pupils made it hard to distinguish his emotions.

In a few breaths, his right arm has healed completely, the skin is smooth and white, and half of the scars are gone.

Not far away, Zhang Chengcan, who saw this scene, had a fiery light in his eyes.

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