A little padded jacket that accidentally turned into a villain

Even if the heavens want to take back the gift to him today, even if all forces gather to encircle Ruinqingya today, even if today he has to repeat the same mistakes of the previous life and die tragically, he will die without regret.

And Cheng Weiwan took advantage of the time when Meng Xianjue didn't react, his ears were red, and he knew that he had exhausted his courage for more than 20 years just now, so he would come to his senses, so he turned around and ran into his room, Three locks were put on the door.

At this time, he knew that they should calm down for a while.

After all this operation, he thought he had entered a safe place, but just when he calmed down and adjusted his breathing steadily, he raised his head...

Ling Siyao sat on the chair, looking at him with complicated expressions.

Cheng Weiwan jumped up in fright.

Ling Siyao obviously knew what happened outside, his expression was serious: "Cheng Weiwan, do you know what the choice you just made means?"

Cheng Weiwan calmed down and leaned against the door with a calm expression: "I will have to leave one day. I told him so irresponsibly now that I was just teasing him and just satisfying my own desires. I didn't want to be responsible at all, and I didn't think about my future with him at all, I'm just a scumbag."

Ling Siyao: "..." It's not necessary.

Cheng Weiwan scolded himself like that—Tong, Ling Siyao couldn't bear to say anything more, seeing that Cheng Weiwan understood all the truths, he just sighed: "Wanwan, have you ever thought about it, you want to complete the task and return to the In the real world, what will Meng Xianjue do when the day you leave?"

Cheng Weiwan looked at him stubbornly, but didn't speak.

Ling Siyao gave up completely: "Oh, I can't control you, you can do whatever you want, and just don't cry secretly when it's time to leave."

Ling Siyao saw that her own words could not have any influence on Cheng Weiwan, like a worried parent facing a child's rebellious period, she sighed heavily, shook her sleeves and left.

Walking to the door, Ling Siyao stopped suddenly, he turned his head: "I said, can you open the lock for me first?"

Cheng Weiwan: "..."

After sending Ling Siyao away, Cheng Weiwan didn't have the energy to lock the door, so he sat back on the bed and sighed softly.

He wanted to go home, worked so hard for so long, all he did was to get home.

In order to live with my aunt, and spend the remaining days with the old dog Duoduo.

But Meng Xianjue, he didn't want to give up either.

What he did—it wasn't his brain—what he wanted to do as soon as he slapped his head on a whim. He wanted to respond to Meng Xianjue.

He didn't want to watch the carnivorous beast hide its fangs any more, carefully watch his face and act.

He didn't even want to see Meng Xianjue sink down like this, and really become an evil ghost cultivator that everyone shouted and beat.

Cheng Weiwan stood up and breathed a sigh of relief, but suddenly felt the entire spirit ship descending rapidly, and finally there was a loud noise in the sky, which was the sound of the spirit ship rubbing against the ground.

There must be a way.

Cheng Weiwan was in a turmoil, temporarily put the confusion behind her, pushed open the door, and went to see the situation outside.

Meng Xianjue and Ling Siyao were standing in the middle of the small garden, looking up into the distance together.

Cheng Weiwan wondered when the two could get along in harmony, but in an instant, a huge, dark mountain came into view.

Back then when various forces suppressed the ghost sect, because they had grasped the weakness of the ghost sect, those so-called "righteous ways" seized this loophole and killed all the ghost cultivators who were stubbornly resisting. Those precious natural materials and earth treasures have also been looted. .

The original vast scope of the ghost sect was cut off - circle after circle.

If they had the ability to cut off the mountain and move it away, they wouldn't even be able to keep this piece of Meng's Villa.

Not to mention those inheritances.

When Meng Xianjue heard footsteps behind him, he turned his head away instantly, without any hesitation: "Wan Wan."

Ling Siyao rubbed her arm, feeling goosebumps on the ground.

Ever since Cheng Weiwan came over, he felt that the atmosphere around him had changed instantly.

Including the eerie aura that spread around Meng Xianjue's body all the time.

There was such an indescribable change that even pink bubbles appeared in the air.

Concerned that Ling Siyao was here, Cheng Weiwan didn't dare to do anything too outrageous, so she just blinked quietly at Meng Xianjue, then turned her gaze to look at the pitch-black mountain.

Ling Siyao pretended to be deaf and dumb, and automatically separated herself from the pink background of those two people.

The mountain peak stands there like a long sword with a pure black handle, the mountain peak is steep and precipitous, and the slope is almost perpendicular to the ground.

Cheng Weiwan had nothing to say, but didn't want to delay any longer, urged in a low voice: "It's getting dark, we might as well find a place to rest first, and we'll talk about everything until tomorrow."

The two had no objection, and Meng Xianjue collected the spirit boat and led them to Meng's Villa.

As for this pitch-black mountain, the original book used a lot of space to describe it.

Cheng Weiwan looked back at the peak of the mountain with sharp eyes, and her heart skipped a beat.

"Ghost sect is a place that eats people without spitting out their bones. Those who are born as ghost sect will become the stepping stones of the ghost sect's foundation after death. Since history can be traced, there has never been a ghost cultivator in the ghost sect who can heal his whole body. Retire. The dead soul mountain is slender and high, like a sword of warning erected here by Shura who returned from hell."

Cheng Weiwan thought of these descriptions of Guizong in the original book for no reason, and shuddered.

Another point is that Dead Soul Mountain is made up of stacked corpses of dead people.

Some ghost cultivators found corpses or ghosts with strange powers when they went out to practice, and they brought them back to the ghost sect and threw them on the mountain of dead souls, where they became part of the core of the ghost sect's power.

Therefore, in the limited history of Ghost Sect, Dead Soul Mountain became higher and higher visible to the naked eye.

Cheng Weiwan followed Meng Xianjue and jumped off the spirit boat. After landing, Meng Xianjue quickly turned around and grabbed Cheng Weiwan smoothly and quickly. Cheng Weiwan was just a little dazed, and followed Meng Xianjue's strength to land steadily.

Ling Siyao who followed behind Cheng Weiwan: "..."

The Meng Family Villa has been vacant for many years. In the year when Meng Xianjue abandoned ghosts and cultivated the sword, there were only a few ghost servants left in the Meng Family Villa. After so many years, those ghost servants are probably all gone.

The Meng Family Villa was ridiculously large, and the three of them walked through it as if they were walking through a piece of ruins.

Even so, Meng Xianjue sent someone to clean it up in advance, but it was much worse than the level of normal living.

Cheng Weiwan gasped, feeling that the Meng Family Villa had been damaged so much over the years.

The wall fell and everyone pushed, and after the Meng family fell, those who had been attached to the Meng family all turned their faces and tried their best to squeeze the last value of the Meng family.

Not far away, Wu Zhong came towards the three of them with no expression on his face, only Meng Xianjue was in his eyes: "My lord, my subordinates have already cleared out three rooms, and I will let you and the distinguished guest stay here tonight."

Meng Xianjue nodded slightly, without saying anything unnecessary.

On the contrary, Wu Zhong, he was keenly aware of the unusual atmosphere around him, maybe it was an intuition left over from the battle of life and death, but in the blink of an eye, his gaze fell precisely on Meng Xianjue's hand hidden under his wide sleeve .

Cheng Weiwan coughed twice, and was about to break free, when Meng Xianjue suddenly felt that Meng Xianjue was holding him back, the force was so strong that it made his knuckles ache.

"Lead the way."

Meng Xianjue glanced at Wu Zhong as a warning, Wu Zhong immediately understood that he was not sad to be beaten by the master, but just sighed.

Among the dragons and phoenixes among people like the Lord, there is nothing he cannot do.

He thought it was a girl that His Majesty learned from him that day, but he didn't expect...it was Senior Cheng.

If he had known that it was Senior Cheng, he wouldn't have dared to give the Lord such an idea if he lent him ten lives.

Your lord is really... so daring.

However, is it so useful to be bold?

Doubts flashed through Wu Chong's mind, but he vaguely remembered that it seemed that the word that described a young, promising, and fearless person was... that's the word.

Wu Zhong turned around and led the way for Meng Xianjue conscientiously.

The Meng Family Villa was severely damaged. Even though Wu Zhong had conveyed Meng Xianjue's order and started the task of repairing the Meng Family Villa, it would still take time to fully repair it.

By the time Wu Zhong arranged the room for the three of them, the sky was completely dark, and the three of them were exhausted from traveling and traveling. They casually ate a few mouthfuls of dinner and planned to rest.

Cheng Weiwan made a cleansing formula for herself, and lay quietly on the bed, unable to fall asleep for a long time.

With a dim and warm candle on the bedside, Cheng Weiwan stared at the jumping flames in a trance, sorting out the chaotic thoughts in his mind.

Too many things happened today, which gave him a sense of unreality.

He has been solo for more than 20 years. If you count the 100 years he has been here, then he is solo—more than [-] years, and today is coming to an end?

Cheng Weiwan patted his forehead, turned over again, and closed his eyes, it was Meng Xianjue's extremely surprised and flattered face when he said "I love you too".

It was as if his answer was a precious gift to Meng Xianjue.

Cheng Weiwan was so upset that she rubbed her head irritably, forcing herself to close her eyes and go to sleep.

After an unknown amount of time, Cheng Weiwan still couldn't fall asleep, just when he wanted to get up and go for a walk, he suddenly heard a very slight sound coming from the window.

Cheng Weiwan was startled, and only lamented that there were thieves in places like Guizong.

He heard the thief tiptoely jumping in through the window, his eyes were still closed, but his hand was already quietly touching the dagger under the pillow.

However, the thief didn't dig through the things in the house, but walked straight to the bed.

Cheng Weiwan: "..."

Cheng Weiwan thought blindly: Oh, it's not a hair thief, it's a flower picker.

I don't know what happened to Meng Xianjue, under the tense situation, he completely lost his usual level, and he didn't find out that Cheng Weiwan was pretending to sleep. He stood quietly by the bed, bending over bit by bit, Branded a superficial kiss on his lips.

When the point was over, Meng Xianjue was a little bit reluctant to leave, but felt...

The back of his neck was pressed against a slender forearm, and he couldn't get out.

Meng Xianjue suddenly opened his eyes.

His eyes were full of disbelief.

In the next moment, a pair of soft, warm lips pressed against his lips, and he pried open his teeth slightly jerky. He hesitated when he invaded, tasted a little, and then withdrew to leave, opened his eyes, red The glazed pupils were soaked in soft waves, and under the moonlight, they looked sly and cute.

"It's hard to come here, and you want to leave after a kiss?"

The person who said this had glowing red ears, pink clouds on his cheeks, and silver hair scattered all over the bed, like Liu Yinyuehui, and with just one glance, he easily invaded Meng Xianjue's heart and took root in it.

Meng Xianjue's breathing became heavy in an instant.

There was a bit of the fierce light in the eyes of a carnivore when it saw fresh flesh and blood.

Cheng Weiwan: "..."

broken.

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