On how to turn a kind protagonist into a black lotus

"What..." Wan Niang felt a little doubt in her heart, but after thinking for a moment, she guessed that Bai Zhaojun might have said that on purpose.

She took out a pill from her sleeve, "Don't think I'm easy to deceive, since you don't care about him, it doesn't matter if he dies!"

It took her ten years to refine this elixir. It is extremely poisonous in the world, and it will definitely kill you if you eat it.

"You can't live if you kill him. If you let him go, I will let you go too." Bai Zhaojun slightly moved his hand behind his back.

"Stop talking nonsense! Take out the treasure, or even if I die today, I will make him last for me." Wan Niang's expression suddenly became fierce, and the elixir came straight to Chu Qingming's mouth.

"Why bother, I said I can't threaten him anymore." Chu Qingming looked at Wan Niang with a calm expression.

"Shut up, shut up! Liu San—" Wan Niang turned her head and was about to shout, but she suddenly stopped, there was only a broken arm left on the grass, where was the figure of the Patriarch of the Liu family?

"You, what did you do?" Wan Niang showed horror in her eyes, pressing Chu Qingming back step by step.

"The deity is right in front of you, what can you do?" Bai Zhaojun smiled, but his eyes were cold.He slowly raised his steps, approaching Wan Niang little by little.

"Don't come here, don't come here!" Wan Niang seemed to be out of her mind, "I want him to die, and I want you to regret it forever!"

As she spoke, she slapped Chu Qingming's back with her palm, and stuffed the pill into it the moment he opened his mouth.

At the same time, a huge black and red snake appeared behind him, swallowing her in one bite.

The giant snake's golden animal pupils looked clearly, and then burrowed into the woods.

Bai Zhaojun walked towards him a few steps, "Can you still spit it out?"

"It melts in the mouth." Chu Qingming shook his head, then looked at him with a smile, "Bai Zhaojun, if I really die, will you regret it?"

-

Winter in Dead Mountain always comes very fast, the peak of the mountain in the distance has been covered with snow, only the pine forest is still green.

As night fell, the Fuhong Hall was brightly lit.

"My lord, do you want to burn the stove more vigorously?" The waiter picked up the charcoal fire and asked aloud.

"Enough is enough, you'll be sweating all over again." Chu Qingming leaned against the bed, stopped him with a faint smile, and said, "Go down first."

"Yes." The waiter bowed, turned around and walked out of the curtain, just in time to see Bai Zhaojun entering the door, and bowed again, "My lord."

"Hmm." Bai Zhaojun took off his fox-fur cloak and asked softly, "Are you asleep?"

"Still awake." The waiter took the cloak that was still covered with fine snow, and took it to dry.

Bai Zhaojun lifted the second curtain, and only went to the bed after all the wind and snow breath from his body had dissipated.

"How is it?" Chu Qingming asked.

"Fortunately, an armistice agreement has been reached. From now on, people of the evil way can show their identities openly. If there is any trouble, they will be sent to the Fuhong Temple for punishment, and they will never go to the place of the righteous way. Representatives of the righteous way will come tomorrow. Sign the agreement." Bai Zhaojun replied.

"It's good." Chu Qingming held his somewhat cold hand.People in the evil way have always wanted an upright identity, and now they have achieved their wish.

"Is your body okay? Is that medicine really not effective for you?"

"Really, if it works, then I'll go to hell." Chu Qingming smiled, "By the way, can I come with you tomorrow! I've been in the palace these days, and I'm almost suffocated."

"It's cold outside." What Bai Zhaojun hinted at was naturally the last time he suffered from a cold for half a month.

"That was the only time I was fine, and my illness only looks serious, but it's nothing at all." Chu Qingming adopted a stalking strategy, "Take me there! Please."

"Go to bed first, we'll talk about it tomorrow." Bai Zhaojun lay down beside him, tucked him in the corner of the quilt, raised his hand, and the candle light stopped.

Chu Qingming leaned against his arms, smelling the faint fragrance, and fell asleep after a while.