The mortal villain dressed as an otome game

Spirit world.

Xingyue Pavilion.

The God Venerable traveled all the way in a storm without stopping for a moment, and sent Shi Yue back to the dormitory directly.

As soon as Shi Yue landed on her toes, she sat down in a daze, her temples ached sharply.

Fortunately, she was limp behind her, so it didn't matter if she collapsed by the bed.

She sat upright half-supporting her body in a daze, she couldn't slow down, she was spinning, her stomach was rolling, and her wrist was sore and painful from being pulled!

What is this for, she is not a fugitive criminal, why is she escorted back to the God Realm so fiercely and coldly?

If the god is really in a hurry, just leave her alone or it will be over, and he has to drag her back from the lower realm!

Shi Yue complained in his heart, silently rolled his eyes several times, but on the surface he behaved as usual, silent as a chicken.

However, the physical discomfort still made her pale, and her whole body was like soap bubbles, showing a fragile beauty.

There is nothing more lovable than a young girl's pure and innocent face.

No, just as the god was about to step away, he met Shi Yue's blue eyes.

Flickering, like a little beast that is forever fearless.

Xin Kui said that Xiaoyue's eyes are very similar to his.

The god didn't know what his eyes looked like, but he knew that he would never be able to shine like Xiaoyue, like a true and pure gem.

True and pure?

God, please keep your eyes open to see clearly, this is Shi Yue!

I don't know if it's because of Shi Yue's "white moonlight filter" in the eyes of the gods. Shi Yue's well-behaved expression of pain falls in his eyes, which is extraordinarily pitiful and touching.

Even, the deity would taste a trace of "young and fearless" from Shi Yue's slightly pursed lips.

There's nothing so fearless about it, Shi Yue is just simply not feeling well.

Shi Yue was so uncomfortable that she didn't want to speak, and the god was silent, and only looked at her carefully with those quiet ice blue eyes.

This time, he has time wasted.

God Venerable's eyes were full of pity, and his eyes fell on Shi Yue's wrist which was draped beside him.

There was an obvious circle of redness and swelling on her wrist, and specks of blood oozing out from under the skin.

Like a crawling snake, it climbed onto her slender wrist, which was shocking.

The god was stunned for half a second, and suddenly realized that he didn't care about Xiaoyue's feelings at all, and was dragging her back all the way!

Xiaoyue has just cultivated into the Immortal Physique not long ago, and her realm is pitifully low, but he still speeds up abruptly, pulling hard!

Immortal, how can you keep up with the speed of God?

If the god hadn't held her arm tightly, Shi Yue would have been left far behind.

But it was also because of his strength that Xiaoyue's wrist was swollen and oozing blood!

With guilt on his face, Shen Zun gently raised Shi Yue's wrist, and his icy voice was subconsciously soft.

"Xiaoyue, it's my fault that hurt you."

Xiaoyue already had injuries all over her body, why did he forget all about it?

Xiaoyue's injury, the demonic energy that passed her by, and Jinhe, who has no power, all things are messed up, and they are no longer under control!

The God Venerable, who has always controlled the way of heaven, finally unknowingly lost his sense of proportion when faced with more and more unpredictability.

There was too much turmoil in his heart, and the gods were defeated.

Shi Yue was suppressing the feeling of nausea and vomiting, and was distracted to deal with this dull and sensitive silver-haired old man.

She shook her head, and just about to open her mouth to answer, the medicinal soup rushed straight up in one go, squeezed through the esophagus, turned over the epiglottis, and finally...all gushed out.

There was a sore throat, Shi Yue quickly took out a handkerchief and wiped her lips.

The smell of medicine is strong, mixed with the smell of stomach acid, which is not very pleasant, and it is a bit spicy in the throat.

Shi Yue wrinkled her nose, not to mention, it felt a lot more comfortable to spit it out.

Looking up, her heart skipped a beat.

Well, it doesn't matter if you don't vomit, it all flows onto the holy robe of the deity!

On the blue skirt, there was a brown-green stain!

"Sorry, I didn't mean to..."

Not on purpose, but nicely done.

If he hadn't been dragging her wildly, she wouldn't have fainted until she vomited.

The bottom of my heart is dark, but I still have to do superficial work.

Shi Yue had already used the handkerchief herself, so she quickly took out a towel from the interspatial ring, and frantically wiped the dirt off the clothes for the deity.

It's just a medicinal soup, it's not difficult to rub, but I can't stand the nausea!

Fortunately, I didn't eat, otherwise it would be really embarrassing.

She wiped it again and again, with very weak strength.

"It's okay, it's just a piece of clothing."

The god interrupted Shi Yue's movements, and took the towel from her hand.

There was a faint smell of blood on it.

When I unfolded it, there were several bloodstains on the towel, thick and thin.

Shi Yue made a wry smile, and hurriedly explained, "This one is already considered clean, or father, you can wipe it with the towel in the room."

Tch, of course Shi Yue deliberately took the used towel to wipe the god's clothes.

She just wanted to remind the other party that she was still injured and couldn't stand those rough and tugging!

Besides, it's just vomit, there's no need to use clean towels, save as much as you can, and the towels are not blown by the wind.

If the god knew that he was not as good as a towel in Shi Yue's mind, he might faint from anger.

Fortunately, he didn't understand Shi Yue's little thoughts.

The god's pupils shrank slightly, "How did these bloodstains come from?"

Shi Yue lowered her head and explained in a low voice: "When I was in the Wolf Clan, I was afraid that the smell of blood would attract people to follow me, so I spit all the blood on the towel, and then hid it in the space ring, so that it would not be too heavy. taste."

Immediately afterwards, she took out several towels one after another, and there was no doubt that each towel was covered with blood.

Shi Yue explained in a rambling manner:

"I really don't have any spare towels, father, just take it easy, I'll wipe it for you in a clean place, it won't stain your clothes."

After saying that, she rubbed the towel with a guilty conscience, "It seems useless, your clothes are already dirty..."

I feel guilty?I pretend!

Under Shi Yue's tea ceremony performance, the trace of guilt in Shenzun's heart took root and sprouted like a small sapling, and suddenly turned into a towering tree, shrouding a deep shadow.

As a father, he is not qualified.

The God Venerable glanced at the bloodstains on several towels. He thought that Xiaoyue's injuries were not too serious, but seeing these bloodstains, he still couldn't stop feeling distressed.

It's hard to imagine that Xiaoyue would be afraid to vomit blood while avoiding pursuers in the lower realm!

Now, he didn't worry at all, and directly sent Xiaoxian from the Xingyue Pavilion to bring clear water for rinsing mouth and a pot of hot water.