[MTL, BG] Do You Know How to Conquer Villains?

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Ji Qingzhuo turned her head to avoid Shen Rongyu's gaze. She regretted a little. She should have taken a shower after applying the medicine, otherwise how could he smell it?

She whispered: "It doesn't hurt too much."

When being pinched by the candle moth, it was more of a suffocation feeling that was more uncomfortable. After she came back and applied the medicine, she felt much better, but there were a few red marks on the back of her neck that seemed not to have been touched. After applying the medicine, there is still a slight pain.

Shen Rongyu lowered his eyes and looked at Ji Qingzhuo's neck - a small section of her fair neck was exposed from the collar, with a bloodless paleness.

He knew that Ji Qingzhuo was not very good at taking care of him. When she was alone, she would endure any bumps.

Of course, he couldn't see it like this.

Although he himself was not afraid of illness and death, he felt that Ji Qingzhuo should be well protected because she was too fragile.

"Let me see," he said.

Ji Qingzhuo turned her back. She was unlikely to reject Shen Rongyu, not to mention that this was a sign of his goodwill.

She pushed aside her black hair that was hanging behind her head. The soft hair tangled with her fingertips and poured down, revealing a slightly bent neck. The convex spine was distinct, which made her look... A fragile beauty.

Although Zhu Mo was not strong enough to pinch her, her physical condition was already poor, so even a light pinch would leave scars. Ji Qingzhuo was also clumsy when applying medicine to herself, so she could only see it in the mirror. The bruises were covered with medicine, but there was still a little scar on the back of the neck that could not be seen.

Shen Rongyu had just come back from outside not long ago, but he deliberately controlled his body temperature, so his fingertips were warm. His fingertips penetrated Ji Qingzhuo's skirt and pulled it down a little, but his movements were gentle.

No one else would treat Ji Qingzhuo with such caution.

Ji Qingzhuo lowered her head, her hair falling from both sides of her face. Her face turned red, and even the tips of her ears were red. Shen Rongyu clearly saw her reaction.

She was always so shy. When he came close to her, she seemed to be steaming all over, which was actually a bit cute. He liked to see Ji Qingzhuo's reaction like this.

But his attention fell on the scar on Ji Qingzhuo's neck. Zhu Mo didn't use much strength. Her nails were not trimmed very short and the ends were a bit sharp, so the nails pinched Ji Qingzhuo's neck, leaving a trail. Marks made by fingernails.

Zhu Moth herself didn't expect that she could injure Ji Qingzhuo with such a light touch.

"Is it the candle moth?" Shen Rongyu asked her - of course, it cannot be ruled out that it is Meng Yaolan. Ji Qingzhuo should have met these two people today.

When Ji Qingzhuo heard his lowered voice, she nodded. The ups and downs of her neck made Shen Rongyu's fingertips explore a little deeper.

Her movements immediately paused, which is why she didn't want Shen Rongyu to know that she was injured. In fact, except when facing the red air flow during practice, Shen Rongyu was very polite most of the time, but when he approached her, It always arouses some special emotion in her.

This emotion made her cheeks flush, her heart beat faster, her breathing became ragged, and her body became hot.

She didn't know love, and she didn't know what it meant - contact with Shen Rongyu was almost the only time she had close contact with the opposite sex in more than 20 years.

Sometimes the atmosphere is just right, she gets close to him and is only familiar with his breath, and doesn't think there's anything strange about it.

But once she noticed his existence, she couldn't help but feel hot and her heart beat.

There was a feeling that she was too embarrassed to talk about, and Ji Qingzhuo didn't dare to think about it. Even as soon as her thoughts touched this feeling, she would be so shocked that her mind would immediately go blank.

Yes, she vaguely hoped that Shen Rongyu could get closer, like the red air current in the consciousness space, completely wrapping her in his arms.

Ji Qingzhuo's long eyelashes trembled slightly, and Shen Rongyu's voice came from above her head: "She should have been killed long ago." Now that

Zhu Moth is not dead, in the final analysis, Ji Qingzhuo is protecting her, for her... A ridiculous persistence.

This persistence seemed to Shen Rongyu to be stupid behavior, but to Meng Yaolan, it might be some kind of betrayal of humanity.

Ji Qingzhuo's voice was very low: "Xiaoyu, I am going to transform her."

This is also one of her promises. She will not break it, and she will persist until she can no longer hold on.

"I know." Shen Rongyu's hand was dipped in cold ointment and pressed on the back of Ji Qingzhuo's neck. He pressed down with his fingertips and used a little strength.

He was a little annoyed that Ji Qingzhuo didn't protect himself seriously: "You are the one who hurts."

"Evils cannot be tamed." Shen Rongyu's tone was light. He did appreciate Ji Qingzhuo's persistence, but he also knew What kind of existence is the devil?

"Yes." Ji Qingzhuo responded, her voice trembling because Shen Rongyu pressed her painfully.

Shen Rongyu twisted his fingertips and spread the ointment on the back of her neck to eliminate the pain. He remembered something and said, "Did you take out your umbrella again today?"

Ji Qingzhuo bit his words. Correct him: "Umbrella."

When Shen Rongyu heard this call - it was almost like calling him, his fingertips paused and his breathing became confused for a moment.

"Umbrella," he said.

"The evil spirit that turned into a black cat in the palace left, so I took it out to play with." Ji Qingzhuo said.

"Better put it away." Shen Rongyu thought of the strange feeling she suddenly felt while standing in the middle of the busy city.

"Okay." Ji Qingzhuo said.

Shen Rongyu treated all her untreated injuries. He didn't know the healing spells, so he could only use such primitive methods to treat her injuries.

Fortunately, Ji Qingzhuo's injuries were all minor. If she was seriously injured, he might not even... know how to take care of her.

Shen Rongyu thought that Ji Qingzhuo could not get hurt in front of him.

He retracted his fingertips, straightened Ji Qingzhuo's skirt, took a white handkerchief, and wiped his fingertips clean.

Ji Qingzhuo immediately sat up straight, her black hair hanging on her shoulders fell down, and she sat obediently.

Shen Rongyu didn't approach her again, which made her feel a lot more relaxed, mixed with a sense of reluctance.

This feeling of reluctance is dangerous, Ji Qingzhuo thought, but she couldn't suppress this emotion, so she could only try her best to ignore it.

She is a sensitive and vigilant person who finds it difficult to give away her emotions.

Shen Rongyu is always worried that she will be trapped in her feelings for him, but in fact, it is Shen Rongyu who is getting deeper and deeper into her feelings. Ji Qingzhuo has always maintained a distant calmness.

But now she felt that the barrier she had to protect herself was about to be broken by Shen Rongyu.

She was afraid of...the feeling of relying on someone, and she didn't want to be controlled by anyone.

Ji Qingzhuo tightened his cuffs, but Shen Rongyu hadn't noticed her little thoughts yet.

"Don't you want to know what I did when I left the palace today?" Shen Rongyu had actually been waiting for Ji Qingzhuo to ask, but she just remained silent, neither asking nor telling.

Ji Qingzhuo never cared about what he did from the beginning to the end. After Shen Rongyu asked, she came back to her senses and asked blankly: "What did Xiaoyu do?" This sentence,

He said it dryly as if he was completing a mission.

Ji Qingzhuo saw that Shen Rongyu was in good spirits when she came back and had time to bring herself new clothes. She thought Shen Rongyu had gone out to play in the palace.

——She won't mind her own business, but Shen Rongyu wants her to mind her own business. He wants Ji Qingzhuo to focus all her attention on him.

"Zhuozhuo is perfunctory with me?" Shen Rongyu really started to make trouble.

Ji Qingzhuo said: "No."

"So what did Xiaoyu do?" She repeated the question again, and this repeated emphasis made Shen Rongyu very useful.

He narrowed his eyes and said, "I'm going to lure the evil spirits lurking outside the city to the Lan family."

The black shadow was equally powerful as Meng Lian, and they were incompatible with each other, so what he did caused the two sides to fight, and both sides suffered losses.

Shen Rongyu knew that he did not belong to the camp of evil spirits or humans. He had a blood feud with both sides, so no matter which side lost, it was the result he wanted to see.

Ji Qingzhuo immediately asked, "You're not injured, are you?"

"Heiying thought I was a monk, and Meng Lian thought I was a demon." Shen Rongyu's voice was light.

A question arose from the bottom of Ji Qingzhuo's heart. She was suddenly very curious about the answer to this question, just like she wanted to understand Shen Rongyu.

"Then Xiaoyu...who are you?" Ji Qingzhuo now dared to ask Shen Rongyu his question.

Shen Rongyu's answer was beyond her expectation: "I am nobody."

The meaning of his words meant that he admitted that he was neither human nor demon.

But immediately, he remembered that he still had to maintain the image of his senior brother in front of Ji Qingzhuo.

He smiled and said, "I'm kidding you, of course I am a monk of the Xuanyun Sect."

Ji Qingzhuo stretched out her hand, and she hooked Shen Rongyu's little finger on her side. She said to Shen Rongyu seriously: " Xiaoyu, no matter who you are, I...I will..."

She stuttered again, because this sentence would sound ridiculous to Shen Rongyu.

"What's going on?" Shen Rongyu asked her seriously, his voice was steady and slow, as if a mountain stream was blowing by Ji Qingzhuo's ears.

This serious attitude gave Ji Qingzhuo courage. She took a deep breath and said, "I will protect you."

Shen Rongyu was not amused by her words. He only replied seriously: "Okay. "

At this time, he only felt that Ji Qingzhuo's protective desire was just some kind of comfort to him. He knew that she had this intention, but later he would not have thought that Ji Qingzhuo could say this, naturally There is also such ability.

- She never lies.

The next day, news came from the Lan family that Meng Lian, a monk sent by the Meng family, a family of immortal cultivators, was injured by a high-level evil spirit and became bedridden. When the eldest lady of the Meng family returned from the palace, she saw Meng Lian covering her arms and being injured by an evil spirit. The injured right arm was bloody.

Meng Lian temporarily lost the ability to move, and the situation of the black shadow was not good. His vitality was greatly damaged, and he fled outside the city, hiding himself and slowly recovering from his injuries, but he was reluctant to leave the Snow Capital.

Heiying knew that there was Ji Qingzhuo in the Snow Capital. He did have some paranoid pursuit of the "little fairy" who had saved him, but it had almost nothing to do with love.

——He is a demon after all.

When Ji Qingzhuo heard the news in the palace, she couldn't hold the hot tea in her hand. Shen Rongyu said it so lightly last night, but she didn't expect that as soon as he took action, the two ferrymen Both the monks and the demons in the tribulation period were seriously injured.

"I don't know what's going on, but something terrible has come out of the snow." The female official who came to collect next month's money patted her chest and said to Ji Qingzhuo with lingering fear.

"Miss Ning has to protect herself these days." The female officer said with concern.

Ji Qingzhuo nodded, thinking that the beautiful girl in front of her who cared about her didn't know that the initiator of all this was practicing swordsmanship in the yard behind her.

The author has something to say:

Xiaoyu (well-behaved): Take the initiative to explain what you did outside the palace, and wait for praise.