villain love rule

On the way back, Fan Shengyi briefly told Daddy Gou'er about his and Yao Ming's background.

Seeing how powerful the two are, Father Gou'er knew that they were not ordinary people, so he deliberately took a detour, bought wine on credit, and returned to the house.

Sister Shen came out of the kitchen, and when she saw them coming back with happy faces, she was [-]% sure in her heart: "What's the matter! Can it be cured?"

"Young Master Fan is simply a miracle doctor!" Daddy Gou'er laughed, "When we went to see him at first, Mr. Qu closed his eyes. After Mr. Fan went to see him, he was able to sit up!"

After Sister Shen heard this, her eyes widened. She had never seen such a miraculous thing. Before, she heard the only old doctor in the village say that Mr. Qu had tuberculosis. From her understanding, There is no cure for tuberculosis.

As soon as Fansheng saw Sister Shen's surprise, he took the initiative to explain: "Mr. Qu has depression in his heart and lungs."

Sister Shen shouted, "Isn't it tuberculosis?"

"What have you seen?" Father Gou'er smiled, and when he was about to say the next sentence, he suddenly wrinkled his face and sucked in his nose vigorously, "What's the smell?"

Sister Shen yelled, and then ran into the kitchen like the wind.

The dog's father sighed helplessly, and let the dog play while he walked into the hall with Fanshengyi and Yaoming, and talked about what he had just said.

"The land of more than a dozen families here is rented from Mr. Qu..." Daddy Gou said, "Mr. Qu is the youngest son of Mr. Qu's family. I don’t have any of my gentlemen, it really shouldn’t be. After two days, he brought Brother Yan and the two of them came here.” He said, he boiled three teacups with hot water, and set them up in front of the three of them one by one. .

Daddy Gou said: "Mr. Qu built a school with the money, found two literate people, and copied a few books for the children. Brother Yan came to tell us that anyone who wants children to read and write must You can go to school."

Fan Sheng agreed, "Mr. Qu has really done a great good deed."

The dog's father nodded: "Yes, even though we can't read, we can't let our dog only know how to grow crops with his head down all his life."

Fansheng felt even more at ease. Most of the people I met before did not have such a mind. Parents and teachers are all responsible for allowing their children to go to school.

He smiled, nodded and said: "You are right, big brother has a broad mind and broad vision, which really makes my younger brother admire."

"Cough..." Daddy Gou scratched the back of his head, his dark skin burned by the sun was smeared with embarrassment, "I don't understand these principles, Mr. Qu told us this."

The two were talking, and Sister Shen began to serve dishes on the table, with a smile on her face, and asked, "What are you talking about, you are so happy."

The dog following behind was holding a plate larger than his face in both hands, looking ahead cautiously, but did not forget that there was a stool beside him.

When he was holding the plate and putting it on the table, he kicked his right foot so hard that he couldn't support the table with both hands, and he was about to fall backwards.He closed his eyes, grinned and waited for his ass to bloom.

At this moment, Yaoming made a quick move with a blank face, and easily took away the plate;

Press your right knee against the dog's waist to stabilize him.

"Ah!" Gou'er raised his head and saw Yaoming's face, and cried again in fright.

Sister Shen hurriedly pulled the dog up, and said aloud: "What's it called! Hurry up and thank you, Uncle Yao!"

Yaoming frowned, his face became embarrassing.As soon as Fansheng stretched out his hand to cover the corner of his mouth that could not be suppressed, he looked forward to Yaoming's next performance.

The Gou'er family didn't realize it. In their eyes, Yaoming always had an unchanging expression, and no one could see his current mood.

Gou'er rubbed the hem of his clothes with both hands, fearful and grateful: "Thank you, thank you Uncle Yao."

Yaoming kept a straight face, and gave a casual "hmm", but Fansheng saw his discomfort, so he made a relief, "It's okay, it's just a trivial matter."

The dog shrank behind Sister Shen, looking at Yaoming timidly.Yaoming also looked back at him, one big and one small, their eyes met.

In the end, the dog was afraid of Yaoming's intimidating power, and sat beside Fan Shengyi, obediently waiting for all the food to be served.

The dog father looked interesting, and said: "If Mr. Yao came to discipline him, I don't know how well-behaved he will be."

Yaoming frowned again, he realized that he really didn't fit in with the people here, no matter who spoke, he couldn't help but shoot.

When Sister Shen brought the last dish to the table, she happened to hear these words, wiped the water stains on her hands with her apron, and agreed: "That's right, if Mr. Yao sits there, no child in the village would dare to mess around. "

Fan Sheng held back his smile and nodded: "The benefits of loving a straight face."

Yaoming raised his head and glanced at Fansheng, then picked up the wine glass silently.

The four of them ate and drank, and the lunch time was soon over.Daddy Gou'er blushed from drinking, obviously enjoying himself, stood at the door and whispered to Fan Sheng: "Mr. Fan, from now on, the village will need you two to take care of it."

Yaoming stopped the dog's father halfway, and Fansheng said sincerely: "It's just a small matter."

Yaoming said indifferently: "We are going back."

Gou'er Daddy was already used to Yaoming's decisiveness, seeing his unsightly face, he didn't try to persuade him anymore, he just nodded and sent the two of them away.

At noon, everyone in the village was resting at home after lunch, and there were only Yaoming and Fansheng in the narrow alleyway, just like a dark yellow chessboard with only two pieces, one black and one white.

The two went back to the house at the end of the village in silence. When Fansheng saw Yaoming's displeasure, he pursed his lips, and when he was making a draft in his stomach to ask, he didn't expect the person opposite to speak first.

"You really want to help the people in this village?"

As soon as Fansheng heard the words, Chao Yaoming expressed the plan in his heart: "The time of the human world and the demon world are different, we can still live here for a while."

"Let me ask you..." Yaoming sat in the courtyard, half-raised his head and said, "Are you sincere and want to help them?"

Seeing that Fan Sheng couldn't get around, he had no choice but to nod honestly.

Yaoming gasped, followed by the loud sound of the stone mill exploding in the courtyard.

As soon as Fan Sheng stood in the courtyard, there was no fear in his eyes, only worry: "Don't do this, Yaoming."

"Do you think they admire you?" Yaoming grabbed Fan Shengyi's shoulders, with a suppressed angry voice out of his throat, "They just think you are useful!"

"Do you think my mother was killed by the Demon Lord?" Yaoming said coldly, "Wrong! She was forced to death by the gossip in this village!"

Fan Sheng constricted his pupils and swallowed, not knowing how to react for a moment.

""A whore who came from nowhere, fled here with a wild seed", hahaha! "

Yaoming laughed wildly, he repeated what he heard in the past, like a sharp blade, cutting the hearts of the two of them every moment.

"Yaoming, no one here has said that now." Fan Shengyi said.

Yaoming sneered, as if he had expected him to say something like this: "They are their descendants, they should pay for their lives."

Fan Sheng calmly said: "Yaoming, you don't want to kill innocent people, right? If you really hate them, you would have done it before I left."

Yaoming threw off his hands, and the flame knife in his hand stretched out immediately, the magic fire roared in the air, screaming out the anger in the master's heart.

Fansheng had no time to stabilize his figure, he stumbled and hugged Yaoming's waist, and hugged his back tightly: "Don't complain, okay?"

The blazing knife disappeared in the air, and the scorching temperature receded, but Fan Shengyi still felt the devilish energy lingering around him, and he tightened his arms around him: "Are you okay?"

Yaoming forcefully opened Fanshengyi's hand, and the two could clearly hear the sound of bones intertwining.

Fan Shengyi wished to embed himself into his body, calling Yaoming who was trapped in the demon again and again: "Yaoming."

One click, two clicks... For No. 18, Yaoming finally gave up his intention to fight Fan Shengyi. His big hand covered the back of Fan Shengyi's hand. Ming, just about to relax his hands, the man who was surrounded suddenly exerted strength, clasped Fan Shengyi's joints with his backhand, and lifted him upwards.

Fansheng was thrown out and his back hit the wall, but before he recovered, Yaoming had already appeared in front of him.

"Yao... um!" Fan Shengyi's neck was strangled by Yao Ming, he felt the veins on the man's arm, but he didn't hear the sound of the larynx breaking.

Yaoming lowered his head and pressed against Fanshengyi's forehead, so that he could clearly see the anger in his eyes: "Why! Why don't you stand by my side!"

Fansheng grabbed Yaoming's wrist with both hands, knowing that he was furious at the moment, and did not resist fiercely: "Yaoming, it has been a hundred years, and now there is another dispute, which is nothing more than adding innocent dead souls."

"Shut up!" Yaoming shouted angrily.

Fan Sheng pursed his lips, and after deliberating for a while, he said, "Didn't you bring me here to understand the happy knot?"

Yaoming roared and raised his fist.

As soon as Fansheng closed his eyes and turned his head to the side, he was ready to accept everything in his heart.If beating himself up can get him out of the magic barrier, that's all the better.

But - the expected fist did not land on his face, but brushed his cheek and hammered against the wall.

As soon as Fansheng opened his eyes, he was about to check Yaoming's injury, but the man grabbed his waist and pinned him to his chest.

"You..." Fansheng opened his mouth, and was kissed by Yaoming, as if he had exhausted all his strength in this life, the pain was so numb, Fansheng closed his eyes as soon as he resigned to his fate, his hands slowly slipped down, and Hug Yaoming's shoulder from back to front.

The man freed from resentment vents all his violent emotions on the man who brings him back to life.

Suddenly, there was a wet feeling on his face. When Fan Sheng opened his eyes, he thought he saw the gloomy sky, but he didn't expect it to be a fragile sight.

Yaoming's eyelashes were covered with drops of water, Fan Sheng stroked his forehead hair, and sighed softly: "This is good."

"You..." The words that were about to come out were swallowed back, Yaoming waited for Fansheng to help him wipe away his tears, and said vaguely, "Why?"

Fan Sheng held Yaoming's cheeks, and gently kissed his eyelids, but did not say an answer.He knew in his heart that if he said this, it would definitely cause waves.

Only then did Yaoming come to his senses, pressing Fansheng to see the wound on his neck.

As soon as Fansheng brushed his hand away, he smiled and said, "I'm fine, I just suffered from this stone mill."

Yaoming looked at the stone mill that had been shattered into stones long ago, his face was slightly hot: "Things that are not needed."

After finishing speaking, he stretched out his hand and gestured in the air. Fan Sheng looked curiously at Yao Ming when he saw the enchantment-like thing in the wall disintegrate.

Yaoming lowered his head to deal with the stones, and explained in a muffled voice: "After I came back from the Demon Realm, I created an enchantment here, and no one can tear down this house."

As soon as Fan Sheng understood it, he went over to help him deal with it: "If you can't let go, let's get out of here."

Yaoming shook his head, didn't speak, and returned to his previous indifferent expression.He picked up the huge stone and walked outside, this time Fan Shengyi didn't stop him.

Fansheng looked at Yaoming's back quietly, he should be given some time, he needs to calm down by himself.As soon as Fan Sheng sat in the courtyard, he half-closed his eyes and looked at the sky.

Why, Yaoming's expression of anticipation and fear emerged in his mind.

The answer that I almost said didn't scare me.

He has traveled in the human world for hundreds of years and has not experienced "love", but he has feelings for the demon who should be opposed to him.

Beads of sweat appeared on Fan Shengyi's forehead. He grabbed his collar and took a big breath of fresh air.

Wrong or right.

Confusion, or epiphany.

Liberation is also an obstacle.

Fan Shengyi's mood became extremely chaotic, even the color of the sky seemed to be unclear.

"Young Master Fan, Young Master Fan?"

At this time, a person's shout sounded in his ears, awakening Fan Shengyi who was almost in the mist.

Fan Shengyi frowned slightly, looked at the person standing at the door, a little surprised: "It's you?"