Quick Travel: Save the poor little villain

Deep in the bamboo forest, sword energy flows with the morning mist.

Xie Qingmo's figure shuttled among the green bamboo shadows, his white clothes fluttering and his sword shining like snow.

But at this moment, he was no longer the only one in this silent bamboo forest.

Jinchen found a bamboo and sat on it, pinching a freshly picked bamboo leaf with his fingertips and putting it to his lips.

It was still the same intermittent, oddly tuned whistle, without any pattern, but Xie Qingmo found that he had begun to get used to it.

As the cold sword moves were swung, the discordant sound of the leaf flute became the background, blending in with the rustling of bamboo leaves and the sound of the sword breaking through the air.

The sword intent flowed, and Xie Qingmo was immersed in it.

Suddenly, a sharp yet light breath cut in silently.

Jinchen's figure appeared in front of him like a ghost, with his fingers like swords, and his fingertips condensed with the sword spirit that originated from Xie Qingmo but subtly complemented him.

The two sword intentions collided, blended, and complemented each other.

Xie Qingmo felt that his stagnation suddenly cleared up, and his sword moves were performed with more tacit understanding than usual.

Of course, most of the time, Jinchen is not always so serious.

When Xie Qingmo concentrated on the circulation of sword energy, the sword energy at his fingertips suddenly shifted and flicked towards the end of the headband that tied Xie Qingmo's hair.

A strand of inky hair was gently lifted by the sword energy and brushed against Xie Qingmo's smooth neck.

The sword stopped suddenly.

Xie Qingmo turned his head and glanced at the culprit with cold eyes, but he did not show any real annoyance.

Jin Chen met this gaze and smiled even more wantonly, "You need to rest, Xie Qingmo."

The lines at the corners of Xie Qingmo's lips softened a little. He turned his wrist, and the tip of the sword formed a tiny sword flower, pulling the falling hair back behind him.

The bamboo forest remains the same, and when the wind blows, the bamboo leaves rub against each other, making a rustling sound.

Jinchen thought Xie Qingmo had heard it, and was about to go to the stone bench to rest, but suddenly he stopped, and the sword tassel that had turned into a headband was taken away by Xie Qingmo.

Jinchen, whose face was covered with hair, said: "..."

It was rare to see the sword spirit being humiliated, Xie Qingmo chuckled and hung the sword tassel around Jinchen's waist, "It's a good idea to reciprocate."

[The villain's heart rate is detected +3, totaling 3! 】

Day after day, half a month passed quickly.

With Jinchen's sometimes focused guidance and sometimes naughty harassment, Xie Qingmo's sword intent became more and more smooth and perfect, as if a dusty pearl had been wiped clean of dust, revealing its inner brilliance.

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At dawn, Yun Che returned to Tianyan Sect.

This trip down the mountain to eliminate the monster took more than half a month. Although I suffered some minor injuries, I finally accomplished my mission.

“Big Brother!” Xing Yan came up to him as soon as he entered the mountain gate, staring at the storage bag on his waist with sparkling eyes, “I heard that you killed that hundred-year-old tiger monster?”

Yun Che smiled and rubbed his third junior brother’s head, then took out a few glowing spiritual herbs from his storage bag, “This is the Moonlight Grass I promised to give you, use it to make pills.”

After distributing the spiritual herbs to other fellow disciples and sisters, he finally took out an exquisite jade box from the innermost layer.

In the box lay a magical herb with starlight flowing all over its body, and the edges of its leaves were glowing with a faint silver-blue halo.

"Big Brother, this is..." Fourth Junior Sister Lan Yi came over, her eyes slightly widened.

“Starlight Grass.” Yun Che said softly, “It grows on the cliff near the tiger demon’s lair. You can only find one plant in a hundred years.”

He closed the jade box carefully and said, "I'll give it to my second junior brother."

Just as I turned to leave, my sleeve was gently grabbed.

Liu Qingcheng stood behind him without knowing when, his eyes slightly red, "Big Brother, can I, can I go with you?"

"I really miss my second brother..."

Yun Che paused.

Ever since Xie Qingmo took refuge in the mountains, Liu Qingcheng had never taken the initiative to visit him.

Today's abnormal behavior made him feel suspicious.

But seeing his junior fellow apprentice brother about to cry, that little doubt was diluted by habitual pity.

"Qingcheng, you..."

“I know Second Senior Brother doesn’t like me.” Liu Qingcheng lowered his head, and a tear fell on the back of Yun Che’s hand. “But I really want to apologize to him… Senior Senior Brother, can you just take me there once?”

That tear seemed to weigh a thousand pounds.

Yun Che sighed secretly, but finally nodded.

"Okay. But you have to remember, if Qing Mo doesn't want to see you, we will leave immediately."

Liu Qingcheng burst into laughter, but his fingers secretly clenched something in his sleeves.

The two walked along the bluestone path towards the back mountain.

The closer they got to the bamboo forest, the slower Yun Che's steps became.

He hadn't seen his second junior brother for a long time, and he couldn't help feeling uneasy.

When was the last time they met? It seemed to be half a year ago, when Qing Mo and Liu Qingcheng had another quarrel.

"Big Brother?" Liu Qingcheng's voice brought him back to reality, "You don't look well."

Yun Che shook his head and raised his hand to knock on the wooden door of the bamboo courtyard.

When the familiar white figure appeared behind the door, his throat suddenly tightened, "Second Junior Brother, I... we came to see you."

Xie Qingmo was sitting on a stone bench wiping the Chen sword.

He raised his eyes and saw the tall figure of his senior brother Yun Che appear at the door, holding a jade box filled with spiritual energy in his hand.

However, the slender figure following closely behind Yun Che instantly chilled the gentle aura around Xie Qingmo.

The Chen sword at his waist also hummed very slightly, and Jinchen's breath disappeared without a trace.

Xie Qingmo stood up and simply nodded to Yun Che, "Big Brother."

Yun Che took a few steps forward and handed over the jade box in his hand. “Qing Mo, I got some Starlight Grass when I went down the mountain to kill monsters this time. It is quite helpful in nurturing sword will. This is for you.”

The jade box was opened, and spiritual herbs lay inside, with pure and majestic spiritual energy.

"Second senior brother!"

As soon as Yun Che finished speaking, Liu Qingcheng couldn’t wait to stick half of his body out from behind him, his voice full of tears, and his eyes instantly turned red.

"Big Brother, he...he specially picked the best one for you! I...I didn't even want my share. I just wanted to follow Big Brother to see you and apologize to you..."

As he spoke, he carefully stole glances at Yun Che’s expression, his fingers nervously twisting the corners of his clothes.

As if afraid that the eldest senior brother would blame Xie Qingmo for not appreciating his kindness, "I know, second senior brother, you are still angry with me, I..."

Xie Qingmo's brows were instantly locked, and a familiar feeling of irritability and coldness surged into his heart.

[Zero, use the protagonist aura weakening card. ]

[Received~ Weakening card is in effect. It can be triggered by the dialogue between the villain and the protagonist. It will gradually become stronger over time~]

At this time, a playful voice sounded directly in Xie Qingmo's sea of consciousness.

"Xie Qingmo, don't be angry."

Jin Chen said lazily: "Learn from me and make Xiao Bailian angry to death."