Thank you villain for your favor [Transmigration Book]

When Wen Yuhuan pushed open the door of Linqing's room, Xiao Limo was wiping Luo Yuxiao's headless body with a cloth.

Not to mention Wen Yuhuan seeing this scene, even Mo Lianfeng couldn't bear it.

Xiao Limo is a face-loving person. Seeing Wen Yuhuan and Mo Lianfeng coming, he quickly turned his back to tidy up, then turned slightly and said: "It seems... the misunderstanding between you has been resolved?"

Looking at Xiao Limo's reddish eyes, Wen Yuhuan felt a little sour, and nodded hurriedly: "My life is thanks to Mr. Lan Xin's repeated rescues."

Xiao Limo quickly waved his hands: "Where... two people meeting each other is fate, and staying together is even more impossible."

Mo Lianfeng walked closer and looked at Luo Yuxiao's head on the bed and the rest of his body, which was already a little white, and said, "The souls of people who have been cursed with blood cannot enter reincarnation. When Master comes back, we might as well set up a spirit summoning formation. ... As long as Luo Yuxiao's three souls and seven souls are not eaten by evil spirits, he can return to his soul."

Xiao Limo looked at Luo Yuxiao on the bed, nodded and said: "Shen Xianzun also talked about the method of summoning souls, but... it's just that Luo Yuxiao's three souls and seven souls may have stayed in the world for a long time, in case... ..."

Seeing Xiao Limo like this, Wen Yuhuan hurriedly said: "Everything is still to be positive, just relying on Luo Yuxiao's disposition... I think the evil spirits will detour when they see him, even if they are ghosts, they are still leaders. The kind where a bunch of younger brothers cheat to eat and drink."

"makes sense……"

Xiao Limo's face turned slightly better when he heard Wen Yuhuan say that.

Seeing Xiao Limo's haggard face, Wen Yuhuan hurriedly said: "I'll go cook some herbal porridge, and when the master picks up Senior Mo, we all drink some to replenish our bodies and prepare to summon our souls."

"Let me do it!"

Seeing that Wen Yuhuan was about to go out, Mo Lianfeng hurriedly stepped forward to block Wen Yuhuan's way: "Let me do it, brother just rest."

After Mo Lianfeng said that, he went out without letting Wen Yuhuan follow him. Wen Yuhuan couldn't help but recall how Mo Lianfeng waited on him back then, and his heart was warm.

A person like Mo Lianfeng is definitely a good family man!

In a sense, he has found a treasure!

Sitting in front of the bed, Wen Yuhuan watched Luo Yuxiao's body being treated with care by Xiao Limo, even his waist-length black hair was tied up by Xiao Limo, and he was wearing a silver hairpin. He couldn't help saying: "Mr. Lan Xin ...What do you think Luo Yuxiao should look like?"

Xiao Limo raised the corners of her mouth slightly, and said softly like a spring breeze in May: "I guess...it should be narrow and long eyes. His pupils are very bright and clear... always smiling badly, with curved eyebrows, screaming People are so annoying but I can't bear to blame him. He is clearly a shrewd person, but sometimes he likes to play petty temper. It has something to do with the mental skills he has cultivated. People can see clearly."

This is a perfect interpretation of beauty is in the eye of the beholder. !

To find a man as perfect as Xiao Limo is like winning the Mark Six lottery, is there any reason? !

Luo Yuxiao must be reluctant to leave Xiao Limo like this.

It's like Shen Yunliu was reluctant to leave Linqing, willing to give up his position as president and come back to accompany Linqing.

Suddenly sensing a spiritual current moving in the distance, Wen Yuhuan couldn't help but look out the window, and saw the fairy Zhuo Zhuo Shen Yunliu who was holding a sword, and Lin Qing who seemed to be wrapped into a cotton ball stood beside him.

"Is Shen Xianzun back?"

Wen Yuhuan nodded at Xiao Limo: "Well, they are back."

Mo Lianfeng also pushed open the door at this time: "My father and master are back, just in time for some hot porridge."

Wen Yuhuan took a deep breath when he saw Mo Lianfeng excited.

What is this subtle tension all about? !

Before the few people with their swords landed in the courtyard, Wen Yuhuan, Xiao Limo and Mo Lianfeng rushed to greet them. Just as Wen Yuhuan was about to say something, he was stunned by the five slap marks on Shen Yunliu's face up.

Could this be the legendary... Uh, domestic violence is impossible?

Linqing Xu was a little uncomfortable being looked at by Wen Yuhuan's eyes, so he quickly took off his fur coat and cotton gown, and Shen Yunliu hurriedly went to pick it up.

Here, without waiting for Wen Yuhuan to call Senior Mo, he heard Yao Ji at the side say: "This is the person Feng'er said he liked that day."

Senior, why don't you speak so bluntly!

Just when Wen Yuhuan was blushing, Mo Lianfeng grabbed his left hand, stepped forward and said, "Father, mother, this is the brother I like, Wen Yuhuan."

Wen Yuhuan: "..."

As expected of Yao Ji's own son.

"Senior Mo..."

Wen Yuhuan let out a sigh before looking up. I have to say that the genes of this family are really wonderful, but if you look at them face to face, Mo Lianfeng looks more like Yaoji, especially those narrow and long eyes, which are born with Evil and charming, and Mo Shanhai's face, at first glance, is the kind of decent person with three courts and five eyes, but it is unexpected that he has a relationship with Yao Ji from the demon clan...

Well, since ancient times, heroes have been saddened by the beauty pass, but they are also a match made in heaven.

Poke the chrysanthemum and chicory upstairs, and the character design this time is finally more reliable.

Mo Shanhai nodded at Mo Lianfeng, looked Wen Yuhuan up and down, and said: "Your mother praised your brother like a flower along the way, and I also heard Linqing tell Shen Xianzun..."

Mo Shanhai seemed very satisfied with Wen Yuhuan, and said with a smile: "Feng'er and I have to thank you for taking care of the dog all these years, because Yao Ji's body has been getting worse day by day since giving birth to Feng'er, and I have no skills alone. Sending Feng'er to the Qingfeng Immortal School, I simply met you, otherwise he would have done something irreversible with his blood in his body."

Wen Yuhuan: "..."

I'm sorry for leading your son into a bend!

Although... probably because he is self-taught, he is destined to be a "successful attacker" with extraordinary talents [manual goodbye]

A group of people entered the house just now, Wen Yuhuan hastily pulled Shen Yunliu to the courtyard, and said in a low voice: "Master, I heard that you...can't go back because of Linqing?"

Shen Yunliu remained silent, but his face was rare and serious: "If I die like that, Linqing him... In fact, don't look at his arrogant appearance, he is actually very emotional."

The corner of Wen Yuhuan's mouth twitched: "So, is this the spur of love on your face?"

Shen Yunliu: "...Go, go, what do you know!"

Wen Yuhuan felt that this was actually an ending, so he said again: "By the way, master, Mo Lianfeng said that he would set up a soul-calling formation to help Luo Yuxiao regain his soul. How sure are you in this?"

Shen Yunliu thought it over and said: "That depends on Luo Yuxiao's desire for survival, but if his soul is attacked and turned into a crippled soul... then he will need to use a magic weapon for nourishing the soul, but in that case... It is estimated that it will take hundreds of years to revive his soul, and his physical body also needs the offering of Qianshan snow lotus to keep it alive, which is very troublesome."

Wen Yuhuan was also silent now, and it took a long time before he said: "It doesn't matter if it's 100 years or 200 years, it's still something to look forward to, it's better than Senior Shen Bing..."

"Shen Bing Sanren has already lost his soul... unless there is still a trace of his soul in the magic sword, but Shen Bing Sanren is no better than a natural monster like Ningyan. Surviving the sword, I think Ning Yan also knows this, otherwise, why would you obediently let you take the magic sword away, it can only be said that everyone has his own life..."

When Wen Yuhuan heard what Shen Yunliu said, he didn't have anything to say.

It's just that every time he thinks of the humble begging that was condensed in the cave that day, he feels particularly uncomfortable.

Mo Lianfeng brought up the medicinal porridge and first filled a bowl for Shen Yunliu. Without saying a word, Shen Yunliu picked it up, scooped up a spoon, put it near his mouth and blew it again, saying: "Come on, daughter-in-law, open your mouth..."

Lin Qing was immediately blushed, and after taking a hard look at Shen Yunliu, he ignored him. Shen Yunliu's spoon was almost reaching Lin Qing's mouth, so Yao Ji couldn't help laughing and said: "Ah Qing, aren't you looking forward to Shen Xianzun waking up every day and refuse to fall asleep, Shen Xianzun's arms are going to be sore..."

"Sister!"

Lin Qing gritted his teeth and shouted, but Yao Ji just smiled, and then Wen Yuhuan was able to see the classic romance between Yao Ji and Mo Shanhai.

Seeing this, Mo Lianfeng hurriedly picked up her own bowl. Wen Yuhuan didn't want to be so nasty, and he didn't want to be so passive. He put a spoon into Mo Lianfeng's mouth, and Mo Lianfeng's face was stuffed. A pair of clear eyes blinked at Wen Yuhuan, but the shy Wen Yuhuan was speechless.

Even though Xiao Limo was the only one left at the table to drink porridge alone, but he also looked like he couldn't eat his clothes. Wen Yuhuan felt that this was too miserable and inhuman. Just as he was about to say something, he heard Lin Qing say: "Call the soul with Luo Yuxiaobu Three people are needed..."

"I come!"

Wen Yuhuan and Mo Lianfeng spoke in unison, Wen Yuhuan looked back at Mo Lianfeng, and seeing Wen Yuhuan looking at him dotingly all day, Mo Lianfeng acted more righteously.

Wen Yuhuan couldn't help Mo Lianfeng staring at him like this, Mo Lianfeng caught Wen Yuhuan's left hand under the table lightly, and Wen Yuhuan couldn't shake it off.

He always felt that since Mo Lianfeng recognized him, she had become a girl in the late stage of love cancer, and it was hopeless.

Shen Yunliu glanced at Xiao Limo, and said: "Young Master Lan Xin... you just need to think about Luo Yuxiao later, and ask the soul in the eyes of the formation. If Luo Yuxiao has a heart for you, you still have three souls The seven souls will respond to you."

Xiao Limo looked at Luo Yuxiao on the bed again, and nodded firmly.

For some reason, Wen Yuhuan suddenly felt that Mo Lianfeng was holding him even harder. Wen Yuhuan knew that Mo Lianfeng was actually a delicate idiot pretending to be strong, so he rubbed the back of Mo Lianfeng's hand with his fingertips, afraid that he would think too much. to appease.

At this moment, Wen Yuhuan suddenly felt that everything he had done was worth it.

How unfortunate he was to become Nan Lianchen.

How lucky he was...to have met Mo Lianfeng.