What should I do if the salted fish cannon fodder mistakenly raised the villain as a cub?

Song Xianzhi couldn't believe that Shen Duo did such a thing to him.

When he returned to the inn with the man who passed out again, he was still in a daze.

Her lips twitched and hurt, and the scorching heat seemed to be still at that moment.

Most of the practitioners entered the room to practice, and there was no one in the inn at the moment.

Song Xianzhi carried the man up the stairs quietly, then found an empty room at random, and quickly threw the man in.

The body hit the floor with a bang, which seemed extraordinarily huge and dull.

Shen Duo snorted secretly, but did not wake up.

Song Xianzhi didn't care too much, turned around, closed the door and ran, afraid that this person would wake up again in the next second.

Dizzy, he found a room, Song Xianzhi touched the bed, fell down and lay down.

There is no burning lamp in the house, only the moonlight pouring down from the small window, dyeing the world into a dark grayish white.

Song Lianzhi was lying on the bed with his ears buried in the pillow, his face was burning hot, even if the back of his hand was iced, it was useless.

The picture just now seemed to be nailed in his mind, and it kept playing in front of his eyes in a loop. Apart from being disturbing, it also brought countless heartbeats.

Song Xianzhi bit his lower lip, rolled around on the bed, trying to dispel these images, but no matter what he did, he couldn't feel at peace.

At this moment, Shen Duo's various appearances rushed to appear in his mind.

Thinking that he has lived for 25 years without even holding a girl's hand, but today a man forcibly took away his first kiss!

This makes him how to face his own brain mother in the future!

Song Xianzhi was so angry that he beat the bed, took a step back, and the more he thought about it, the more angry he became.

After a while, Song Xianzhi became more and more irritable, so he could only sit up and force himself to meditate.

These days, he didn't practice much, and now that he entered the spiritual sea, he was still not used to it.

Linghai is empty, with endless sky and large green bamboo forests in sight. Only not far away, there is an inconspicuous miniature courtyard.

Thinking of the little Yuanying who lived there, Song Xianzhi's mood relaxed accordingly.

After not coming for many days, the little Yuanying has carried out a lot of work, and has almost repaired his residence, which is almost the same as the small bamboo courtyard of the Qinghe Sect.

Song Xianzhi walked a few steps quickly, then squatted down in front of the main house, raised his hand, and gently lifted the roof of the small house.

Sure enough, the little Yuanying was sleeping on the bamboo bed covered with a small quilt.

The small head was buried between the pillow and the quilt, and only the round top of the hair was exposed.

Song Xianzhi saw the bulge, which was only as big as one of his fists, and couldn't help laughing, teasingly said: "Hey, I slept so early, get up and practice kung fu with me."

As she spoke, she reached out and poked his buttock habitually.

Little Yuanying shivered for a moment, and slowly stretched out two small hands, pinching the corner of the quilt, revealing only a pair of round eyes, looking at him.

Song Xianzhi: This familiar movement is indeed his...

However, the normally active little Nascent Soul is very abnormal today.

Song Xianzhi noticed his abnormal pink skin and moist eyes, he was startled, and hastily stretched out his hand to tear the quilt off his body.

The small piece of cloth was torn to the ground, Song Jianzhi held the clothes on the back of the little Yuanying, put it in front of his eyes, turned it over and over several times, but he didn't find any injuries.

"What's the situation? Someone bullied you?" He asked suspiciously, but as soon as he finished speaking, he realized that he was stupid. He was the only one in this spiritual sea. Who else could bully him?

Besides, their five senses are connected, if he is hurt, he can feel it too.

Xiao Yuanying covered his face with his small hands, and shook his feet vigorously, signaling for him to come down.

Song Xianzhi put the man back thoughtfully, then lay on the ground, resting his chin in one hand, fiddled with Yuanying's arm twice, and asked, "Are you sick?"

Little Yuanying sat on the ground with his legs spread apart, covering his face and refusing to speak, and dodged his hand very arrogantly.

"Hey? You little brat..."

Song Xianzhi stretched out his hand to flick the villain's butt: "Quickly tell me, what's the matter?"

Little Yuanying groaned twice, shook his body left and right, and then slowly put his hands down.

Seeing its abnormally red face, Song Xianzhi sighed again.

Little Yuanying bit her lip, and aligned her two index fingers in front of her, then said slowly, with a bit of resentment in her voice: "Who told you...you, don't push him away..."

"Humph!"

The smile on Song Xianzhi's face froze instantly, and a few seconds later, a suspicious blush appeared on his face.

This is so meow, Shen Duo is everywhere, right...

"This, this can't be said to be my fault!"

"It's all him...he's too strong, and I can't break free!"

Song Xianzhi was only stunned for a moment, and then immediately opened his mouth to defend himself, but he felt a little lacking in confidence when he said it.

Little Yuanying got up when he heard the words, grabbed one of his fingers, pinched it, and said in a low voice and mysteriously: "But..."

Song Xianzhi pricked up his ears: "But what..."

Little Yuanying twisted the hem of his clothes with one hand, and suddenly showed a shy smile, his ears were so red that they were a little lavender.

Alarm bells rang in Song Xianzhi's heart.

He had a hunch that this little guy would never be able to hold back any good farts.

However, before he had time to stop, the little Yuan Ying spoke, his voice piercing his ears like a magic voice.

"However, I think it's still, quite comfortable..."

……

You must know that the meaning of Yuanying is the meaning deep in the heart of its owner.

Song Xianzhi was so startled that he backed away again and again, rolling and crawling out of Linghai.

Sleepless all night, tossing and turning.

The next day, at dawn, Song Xianzhi went out with two dark circles under his eyes.

Qinghe Sect didn't seem to plan to directly attack the Jing family, but was negotiating with them in advance.

After all, there are many disciples of the Jing family, and many of them are pillars and kind-hearted people, so it is inconvenient to just kill them all indiscriminately.

Now that the outcome of the negotiations is still unknown, they can only stay in this town, wait and see what happens, and wait for the deployment.

Late last night, Song Xianzhi didn't disturb other people.Today, he woke up early and caught the sleepy doctor Wang Yingzi over.

This time, he didn't talk nonsense, he just knocked people out, packed them up and brought them back.

Wang Yingzi had well-developed tear glands, and was so frightened that he burst into tears. Shen Duo frightened him yesterday, but before he could fully recover, when he saw Song Xianzhi's face, he knelt down and hugged his thighs and cried.

Song Xianzhi kicked him impatiently: "Stop talking nonsense, I'm not interested in you, quickly treat someone..."

As he spoke, he directly picked up his collar and threw him in front of Guan'er's bed.

He is now in an irritable mood, and he has no intention of talking to him at all.

Wang Yingzi nodded frantically, and knelt on the ground to feel the pulse of Guan Er who was sleeping soundly.

Guan Er slept for about a day and a night, and still didn't show any signs of waking up. Fortunately, the tail behind him was active, and would occasionally wag a few times lightly.

As soon as Wang Yingzi got his pulse, his whole person seemed to have changed his temperament. He looked a lot more serious and calm, and he pursed his lips quietly.

After a long time, the hand of Song Zhizhi was sweating, Wang Yingzi finally withdrew his hand, turned to him and said, "It's just that I was too tired and fell asleep."

Song Xianzhi was relieved.

"but……"

Song Zhizhi raised his heart again.

"He is a demon. I don't know much about it, but I feel like something is missing in his body."

"It's not that harmful, but it's a little strange..."

"He may know it himself. When he wakes up, Venerable, you can ask him again..."

Song Xianzhi replied: "Okay, do I need to take medicine?"

Wang Yingzi shook his head, knelt on the ground, looked at him with bright eyes, and said with a smile, "Then... can I go now?"

Without saying a word, Song Xianzhi kicked the man out with his obscene clothes on.