I overturned after dressing as a villain master

Sima Xun was hidden in the crowd, unable to see his face clearly, Nuo'er knelt on the ground with a plop, and began to cry for grievances.

Fu Suihan wanted to speak, but Fu Rubai grabbed his sleeve: "Sister, my master must know what's going on, give him some time."

Fu Suihan nodded, and stood aside silently.

Seeing that Sima Xun was indifferent, Le Yuanxing pondered for a while, and said, "To be precise, Nuoer killed Mr. Fu, and Sima Xun is at most an insider."

Nuo'er's expression relaxed when she heard the words, and her voice of grievances became much quieter.

Le Yuan walked in front of Nuo'er, and said in a deep voice: "Nuo'er, you just said that Mr. Fu is good to you, but is it true?"

Nuo'er muttered for a while, and said in a trembling voice: "It's true, Mr. Fu often sends rouge and gouache to slaves. Slaves, slaves, how could you kill him?"

Le Yuanxing continued: "What do you think of Mr. Fu?"

Nuo'er's body lying on the ground suddenly began to tremble, and her tone of voice couldn't be told whether it was anger or fear: "Of course it's...excellent, he's dead, slave...very sad."

"Oh?" Le Yuanxing looked at Nuo'er inscrutablely, "You think Mr. Fu is very nice. Does Sima Xun know about this? If he knew, he would definitely be jealous."

Nuoer suddenly raised her head: "What did you say?"

Le Yuanxing lowered his head and whispered, "Fu Mingxuan is nothing, he bullied you, so you killed him..."

Le Yuanxing didn't want too many people to know Nuo'er's miserable experience, so he deliberately lowered his voice to an extremely low level, and the people around him pricked up their ears, and they didn't know what Le Yuanxing was talking about.

Nuo'er's complexion was already pale, and her thin and thin body was like withered and falling petals. Le Yuanxing couldn't bear it and didn't say any more.

Mo Hanqing suddenly stepped forward, looked at Nuo'er, and said impatiently: "Little girl, kill as soon as you kill, you have to pretend to be a demon doing it, and I made such a trip early in the morning, it's really not good."

Nuo'er was already half-souled by Le Yuanxing's words, and now Mo Hanqing came to scold her again, and she was not far from collapse, but she still gritted her teeth and persisted, because...there was a person in her heart that she wanted to protect.

After a long time, Nuo'er wiped away her tears, stabilized her mind, and said calmly: "Fu Mingxuan dirty my body, I hate him, so I killed him."

Le Yuanxing glanced at Sima Xun from the corner of his eye, and saw that he lowered his head, clasped his hands in front of him, his veins were bulging, and he was obviously struggling and enduring.

Mo Hanqing didn't have Le Yuanxing's thoughts of sympathizing with the fragrance and cherishing the jade, and just now he was holding his breath in his heart, kicked Nuo'er down suddenly, and shouted: "You have no cultivation base, how can you fake the death of a demon murderer? Speak! Accomplice who is it!"

Nuo'er clutched her chest, got up slowly, and said with a dull expression, "There are no accomplices."

Mo Han didn't believe it, and wanted to kick Nuo'er again, Le Yuanxing grabbed him, frowned and said, "What are you doing?"

Mo Hanqing shook off his hand: "Are you feeling distressed again? That's right, you are a pervert."

Le Yuanxing: ...

Mo Hanqing snorted, turned his head, and cast all his anger on Nuo'er, pointing at Sang and scolding Huai: "Little girl, you can say good things about such a thing as Fu Mingxuan, are you blind?"

Nuo'er smiled sadly, she had already decided to take the blame for him, so there was no need to hide her hatred for Fu Mingxuan, she rolled up her sleeves, her white arms were covered with whips, it was shocking to see.

She smiled miserably: "Fu Mingxuan is a bastard. He defiled me and abused me. I wish I could eat his flesh and drink his blood!"

Mo Hanqing shook his fan, and said coldly: "You can only blame yourself for wanting to reach the sky in one step."

Nuo'er said angrily: "I didn't! It's just that he is a noble son of the Fu family, and I'm just a slave, what can I do!"

Mo Hanqing said indifferently: "You don't know how to shout, you don't know how to shout? You don't know how to tell the head?"

Le Yuanxing frowned when he heard the words, the surname Mo was not only thick-skinned, but also hard-hearted.

"Enough!" Sima Xun finally walked out from the crowd, "Fu Mingxuan was killed by me."

Mo Hanqing glanced at him, closed his fan, and said with a smile: "That's right, I said that this little girl must have a helper in cultivation."

Nuo'er said sadly: "Brother Xun! What nonsense are you talking about!"

Sima Xun helped her up, kicked her to wipe the blood from her mouth, smiled softly, and said, "Nuo'er, I can't make the same mistake again and again. You said that even if we die, we will be together."

Nuo'er hesitated to speak, but after a long time, she smiled bitterly and said, "Brother Xun, why are you bothering, you should have a bright future."

Sima Xun looked at Nuo'er and laughed at himself: "Just now, I saw you bear the crime for me, and I realized that I don't need any future, I just want to protect you."

Nuo'er burst into tears when she heard the words, and cried loudly in Sima Xun's arms.

Mo smiled affectionately and said: "Sima, what kind of inspector, is he in a hurry to live and die together? Why didn't you stand up and protect your woman just now? Hey, and this little girl, are you stupid, wanting this kind of man? "

Le Yuanxing: You talk too much.

In fact, when Nuoer came out to frame Xu Xinhen, Le Yuanxing vaguely felt that the maid was the murderer, and thought of the words of the little girl in the hot spring yesterday, so he contacted Sima Xun.

But Sima Xun was indifferent to his testimony, so he had to use Nuoer to force Sima Xun to plead guilty.

It's just that he didn't expect Mo Hanqing to intervene and make the scene so embarrassing.

Nuo'er raised her head from Sima Xun's arms, her face had already put on a sweet smile, she remembered their first meeting.

That was a year ago, on a snowy day, the head of the sect summoned the best of the younger generation of disciples for a test.

She stood beside the head of the sect, and when she looked up, she saw a handsome disciple looking straight at her.Xu Shi was too focused, and he, who was the most outstanding in his cultivation base on weekdays, became the last one in that test.

At first she was embarrassed and annoyed. She thought this man Meng Lang was really hateful.But then somehow the two of them interacted more and more. When she was ordered to do something, he was always the disciple who accompanied her; when she came home late, he would secretly follow her and take her back to the room silently; Wanting to see Yanhuo under Wanxue Mountain, Yanhuo put it in front of her door the next day.

At the age of first love, there is no girl who will not be moved by such a gentle and handsome man.Finally, on a moonlit night, she held his hand.

The emotions couldn't be concealed, and many people in the sect saw the clues. Fortunately, everyone said that they were a perfect match, and they were all happy for them.

At that time, Nuo'er also felt that this was her lifelong lover, and she even planned to ask the master to allow her to practice Taoism, so that she could have the same lifespan as him.If two people join hands, there is no fear of a long life.

But the good times didn't last long, and Fu Mingxuan, who had been on patrol for three years, returned to the Changchun School.This dude was out to make troubles, bully men and women, and do all kinds of evil. When he saw Nuoer's attractiveness, he tricked her and took her by force.

Nuo'er wanted to die, but Fu Mingxuan threatened her with Sima Xun's future and life. She had no choice but to compromise.

But later Fu Mingxuan became more and more over the top, and started beating her after drinking, and he was very ruthless, often whipping her until she was dripping with blood before stopping.

Although Fu Mingxuan could use spells to heal her wounds, she was a mortal. Even though the wounds were healed, there were still many scars, which could not be hidden at all.

Nuo'er was physically and mentally exhausted. On the one hand, she had to deal with Fu Mingxuan, and on the other hand, she had to cover up in front of Sima Xun.

In the past, Sima Xun didn't exceed the etiquette, at most he would just hold her hand and giggle, but now even her wrists were covered with scars, she was really found, so she avoided Sima Xun time and time again to hold his hand.

Sima Xun was worried and strange. He couldn't sleep at night because of his worries about gains and losses. He got up in the middle of the night and knocked on Nuoer's window, only to find that Nuoer was not in the room at all.

He sat in Nuo'er's room all night. The next day, Nuo'er was so exhausted that he opened the door disheveledly, and saw Sima Xun who looked like a stone statue.

Sima Xun was extremely angry and suspicious at first, but when he looked up and saw Nuoer's expression, his heart was suffocated, and he asked, "Nuoer, did something happen?"

Nuo'er heard her lover's words, held back the grief in her heart, and still smiled and said: "What can happen."

Sima Xun: "Then why didn't you return all night?"

Nuo'er bit her lip and said with a wry smile, "It's the head who left me to serve by my side."

Sima Xun's face turned cold, and he said in a deep voice: "Why did you lie to me! Why did the head waiter have his hair crooked and his clothes wrinkled!"

Nuo'er persisted: "I really...really didn't lie to you."

Sima Xun looked disappointed, turned and left.

Nuo'er wanted to stretch out her hand to pull it, but saw the fresh scar on her forearm, hesitated for a moment, then asked Sima to patrol out the door.

After that day, Sima Xun ignored Nuo'er, and Nuo'er was so sad that she washed her face with tears every day, and became more and more haggard.

Yesterday, Sima Xun finally couldn't bear it, and wanted to take a sneak peek at Nuo'er under the pretext of going to work.

He knew that Nuo'er was accompanying the head of the sect to entertain the master of the second lady, so he waited in the shadow outside the flower hall, waiting for Nuo'er to come out.

While waiting for Nuo'er, scenes of the two getting along flashed in front of his eyes. His Nuo'er was so kind, she would definitely not betray him.

After a while, Nuo'er really went out, holding the corner of her skirt and walking very fast.

Just as Sima Xun was about to make a sound, he saw Fu Mingxuan chasing him out.

Fu Mingxuan grabbed Nuo'er's arm, and Nuo'er broke free a few times.Fu Mingxuan went to touch Nuoer's face again, Nuoer ran away, Fu Mingxuan chased after him with a smirk, restrained the struggling Nuoer, and dragged her away.

Sima Xun felt like being struck by lightning, and felt that he was immersed in an abyss, sad, angry, shocked, and couldn't breathe.He wanted to chase and break Fu Mingxuan's annoying arms, but his legs were filled with lead, and he couldn't move.

He stood there stupidly until Fu Mingxuan and Nuo'er returned, but he didn't have the courage to take that step.

He hated his own cowardice, and also mourned what happened to Nuoer. After an unknown amount of time, he staggered out of the shadows. After walking a few steps, his whole body seemed to be exhausted. He could only hold on to the stone bench by the roadside, Sitting up, he started to daze again.

Later, Fu Suihan asked someone to take Le Yuanxing master and apprentice to the hot spring, and he happened to be outside, so he was called over.

Along the way, he was taciturn, thinking about his own thoughts, and left without sending the guests.He went around to the kitchen to steal a jar of wine, went back to his room and drank it alone, feeling sad in his heart, drinking one after another, and the jar quickly ran out.

In the evening, the disciple who lived with him in the courtyard returned and told him that Fu Mingxuan had a conflict with the disciples of the Wentian Sect, and was arranged by the headmaster to kneel in the ancestral hall as punishment.

The location of the ancestral hall of the Changchun School is very remote, because it has a long history and there are some legends about ghosts and ghosts. Except for daily cleaning and annual worship, no one dares to approach it at other times.

Thinking of the recent incidents of evil spirits, he changed his mind, took advantage of the strength of alcohol, and quietly went to the ancestral hall in the dark.

Fu Mingxuan, that scum, was already lying on the ground and fell asleep, with a smile on his face, wondering if he was also bullying Nuo'er in his dream.

Thinking about it this way, the anger opened like a flood, and it was out of control. With luck, his whole body was cultivated, gathered in the palm of his hand, and pressed on the top of Fu Mingxuan's head.

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The author has something to say:

I really like to speculate...

Maybe there will be two more nights