The villain is a disaster [Rebirth]

To Feng Chiling, this "Brother Immortal" is meaningless and just a mockery.

How can a person who has become a demon be able to ascend to immortality, and how can he be accepted by the Dao of Heaven.

Feng Chiling leaned against the tree trunk and sat on the ground weakly.Even if the upper half of the face is covered by a silver mask, it is still difficult to completely hide that charming face.Moreover, he was affected by the strange poison at this moment, and his body could not move.

Rumo's black hair was messily scattered behind him, his collar was slightly open, and cold sweat flowed down his forehead along the contours to his chin, and finally dripped into the clothes and disappeared without a trace.

Feng Chiling's complexion was so pale that it was almost transparent, but her lips were getting brighter and redder. The contrast was huge, but she was still beautiful.

There was a slight slit between those two thin lips, panting secretly as if unbearable pain.

The arrogance and indifference of the past are now completely fragmented. No matter how you look at it, you look like you are being slaughtered.

And this appearance was being watched by Jing Wuyou who was looking at him the whole time.

Jing Wuyou's eyelashes trembled unobtrusively, he stared at the suffering person in front of him without blinking, gradually withdrew his playful smile, and asked softly, "Are you feeling bad?"

Feng Chiling closed her eyes, as if she didn't want to talk to him.

Jing Wuyou immediately turned cold, and said in a deep voice, "Don't you have anything to say to me?"

Feng Chiling's voice was so hoarse that she couldn't hear the original tone, and said: "I don't know you."

"In my opinion, the mask you wear on your face is just deceiving you." Jing Wuyou smiled ferociously, "No matter what you change into, whether it's a spirit stone or a mask to cover up your face, I will recognize you. Even if you turn into ashes , I can recognize it too."

After finishing speaking, he slapped the mask on Feng Chiling's face onto the snow beside him.

The red light on his forehead appeared and disappeared, Jing Wuyou stared at Feng Chiling's eyebrows for a moment, gave a heavy "tsk", and suddenly reached out and grabbed his arm, so strong that Feng Chiling couldn't help but frown. Mei Yu, and then heard the other party's scolding: "They are already hundreds of years old, and they don't even have any precautions. They fell into the trap of some villains so easily! Feng Chiling, can you be human?" Take it easy!?"

Feng Chiling tried to break free from his hand, but all the strength in her body seemed to be completely drained, and she couldn't use it at all.Unable to move, he could only take advantage of the quickness of his tongue and retort: ​​"Let go! What does my business have to do with you!? I said I don't see you, but I don't want to see you. Why are you still here!?"

Before the words were finished, there was a pain in his wrist that was like a broken bone. Feng Chiling couldn't bear the pain, and bowed his head forward with his body weight. Jing Wuyou grabbed his wrists and was forced to stretch them flat in mid-air.

With his current perspective, when he looked up, he could clearly see Jing Wuyou's extremely distorted or angry or ferocious face because of his words.

"Do you know how I survived for the past 100 years?" Jing Wuyou drank in a low voice, then paused, he leaned down slightly, and leaned against Feng Chiling's crystal-like jade earlobe, "I I was thinking about how to mess up your pretty face, listening to you crying and shouting that you regret what you said to me."

Feng Chiling raised her head and stared at him, thousands of cold lights swept across her eyes, and shouted: "Idiots are talking about dreams!"

Jing Wuyou tilted his head to admire his appearance of wanting to struggle but being unable to struggle, he smiled angrily, and said, "Hmph, why did you help Luo Chen just now? Do you know him?"

Feng Chiling turned her head away, neither looking at him nor answering.

Jing Wuyou said to himself: "Just because there is a word Luo in his name, do you think that he might have some relationship with Master? If you really think so, then it's a pity, I can only tell you that he is not It's not Master, because there is no trace of Luo Xiao's soul in this world, you should only know that."

Feng Chiling: "Shut up...cough cough cough cough cough cough..."

A smell of rust rushed up his throat, scarlet blood sprayed on the snow, Feng Chiling almost fell down, was dragged by Jing Wuyou's abdomen with one hand, and then used both hands, one hand wrapped around his back , grabbed the frozen knee with one hand, hugged it horizontally, and hugged it easily in his arms.

If it was said that Feng Chiling's head was buzzing before and her sanity was not clear, then now she is completely awake.

When the other party picked him up, a 1.8-meter adult man, the whole series of movements were smooth and effortless.Feng Chiling slammed her face against her chest that was as hard as a rock, her eyes were straightened, and she roared: "You... put me down!!!"

His legs, which had already been numb from the cold, began to kick up indiscriminately, and his hands were not safe, staring at his collar, scratching and hammering, trying to vent his anger.

Jing Wuyou glanced at him unkindly from the corner of his eye. Immediately, Feng Chiling inexplicably felt that his eyes were looking at a child who was playing with his temper. His breathing was slightly stagnant, and he immediately stopped his movements, and threatened with a black face. : "I'm warning you, if you don't put me down immediately, you will surely die an ugly death."

Jing Wuyou casually tugged on the crooked skirt of the clothes pulled by the person in his arms, as if laughing for a while, and began to walk in a distant direction.

Feng Chiling said: "Wait, that person..."

Jing Wuyou followed his line of sight, coldly glanced at Sheng Rongxuan who was paralyzed on the snow, and after thinking for a few seconds, continued on his way: "He has already been beaten so hard by you, Soul Devouring Gu is only for people with spiritual power. It still has a healing effect, and with your inhumane kicking method, few people can stand it. I will take it back later and hand him over to Jing Siyuan to deal with, and you can leave this matter alone from now on."

As Feng Chiling listened, the drowsiness gradually came to the fore. He held his eyelids tightly to prevent himself from falling asleep, and muttered to himself: "I don't want to worry about it..."

Jing Wuyou: "I can't die, it doesn't matter if I sleep for a while."

Feng Chiling: "..."

·

When Feng Chiling woke up again, she was already in the wooden house, surrounded by old furnishings, but still maintained the appearance of a hundred years ago.

Outside the wooden house, in the snow, a person's footprints fell along the way.He lay alone on the clean mat, with his eyes closed, curled up, shivering from the cold.

Suddenly, there was a faint warm light on the eyelids, Feng Chiling opened his eyes, and the firewood was burning within a certain distance from him, Feng Chiling stared at the fire, and said calmly: "You are not afraid of setting the whole house on fire. ?"

Jing Wuyou sat cross-legged beside him, and said with a half-smile, "This wooden house can be safe even when struck by a thunderbolt, so why worry about a mere spark?"

The bleak wooden house instantly warmed up.

With the warmth of the light, Feng Chiling's body seemed to relax a bit. By inadvertently raising her eyes, she saw that the firelight reflected half of Jing Wuyou's face like warm jade, and the face that was filled with hostility before suddenly softened. Quite a lot.

He didn't look away immediately.

Jing Wuyou rolled her eyes and glanced at him suddenly, Feng Chiling immediately closed her eyes and squirmed her lower body, the movements of her limbs seemed uncoordinated, especially unnatural.

Jing Wuyou raised his eyebrows and smiled, "What are you doing?"

Feng Chiling said: "I'm numb from lying down, I want to change my position."

Jing Wuyou wanted to leave: "I'll help you."

Feng Chiling shouted: "No need!"

"..." Jing Wuyou's sharp facial features revealed a trace of softness, he stared at him expressionlessly, and after thinking for a few seconds, he suddenly asked, "Are you still cold?"

Feng Chiling looked at him weakly.

Then, Jing Wuyou said indifferently: "Then take off your clothes."

Feng Chiling: "..."

Seeing him not moving, Jing Wuyou repeated: "Take off your clothes."

Feng Chiling thought she heard it wrong: "...Huh?"

"Ah, what, your clothes were already wet from being soaked in the snow before, and sticking them to your body will only make your body colder."

After finishing speaking, he was about to get up and go forward to take off his clothes himself.

Feng Chiling quickly wrapped herself tightly, with a panicked expression, and said in a hurried and unsteady tone: "Wait, are you going to let me be naked?"

At this time, Jing Wuyou's hand had already touched Feng Chiling's belt, and he said to himself: "It seems that I'd better help you take it off."

"Wait!! What are you doing?"

Looking at Jing Wuyou's face, Feng Chiling realized later: "Ah... I understand, you don't want to use your body to protect the heat for me, hahahahahaha..."

Thinking about it, he found it impossible.

Unexpectedly, Jing Wuyou replied calmly: "That's right."

Feng Chiling: "..."

Feng Chiling: "Goodbye."

After finishing speaking, he was bound to crawl and crawl away, but in the end, things backfired, and Jing Wuyou who was behind him dragged him back to the original place with one leg, and lay down on the mat.

"Be honest, this is related to your life. Although there is no hot water here, this method can make you feel much better. After the toxins in the body subside, think about soaking the body in hot water to detoxify."

Feng Chiling turned around and asked, "How do you know so much..."

Jing Wuyou squinted at him: "Because I was poisoned by that bastard decades ago."

When Feng Chiling was distracted by it, Jing Wuyou had already taken off his coat, and said with a half-smile: "They are all men, what are you afraid of, are you still worried that I will do something to you?"

After being stunned for a while, Feng Chiling's earlobe turned red imperceptibly, and slowly pushed his hand away, explaining incoherently: "No, I just... don't like people touching me... don't touch me .”

"I know you don't like physical contact." Jing Wuyou pressed Feng Chiling's two arms with one hand, and undressed him methodically with the other, "But bear with it."

Feng Chiling kicked him, but was stopped by him.

Jing Wuyou warned in a cold voice: "Be honest while I don't want to do anything to you now!"

"Go away, you motherfucker! Don't let me get carried away!!"

·

After taking off, Feng Chiling squatted in the distance with her knees in her arms. Jing Wuyou took out a thin summer blanket that was originally spread on the bed, hugged his body, then walked to the side, and began to care for herself. Take off your clothes.

Feng Chiling's eyelashes trembled slightly, and her vision was blurred. Those beautiful eyes could only faintly reflect the outline of the other person's figure. He asked, "What are you doing?"

After asking, he didn't change his movements, and still maintained his original posture.

I only heard the voice from the front: "Take off your clothes, otherwise how will you help you control your body temperature...why are you looking at me all the time?"

Hearing this, Feng Chiling silently shifted her gaze away, gathered the blanket around her body, stared at the floor and said nothing.

Jing Wuyou took his awkward reaction into his eyes, turned around, and smiled helplessly and bitterly.