The villain has a white moonlight

Qingyue's singing is melodious, the sky under the bright moon is faintly thundering, under the moonlight there is a drizzle, and the rain is getting bigger and bigger, moistening the cracked land, and in the fiery red flower sea, there are tender buds breaking through the soil and sprouting branches. After a while, it grew into a big and prosperous tree, with the breeze blowing, the branches and leaves rustled, and the flowers were so leisurely, those drought-tolerant Bianhua flowers raised their flower cups one after another, bathing in the long-lost rain and dew.

It has not rained in Jinling City for a long time, and this is the first rain since the long drought.

The dead tree on which the young man was leaning was also beginning to regenerate. He looked at the man dancing alone in the rain from a distance. The man's long silver hair tied in a blue crystal crown fluttered and his robe embroidered with clouds, air and sea patterns was not wet from the rain, and he was exquisite and gorgeous. The compassion on his face regained its gentleness when the rain fell.

It was a member of the Yuyi clan, Ji Wuxian was extremely sure that only members of that clan had this ability.

Legend has it that Yuyi Country is sparsely populated, and its citizens have extraordinary abilities. There are endless treasures in the treasury and rare magic weapons in the world. Few people take this book seriously. The Yuyi Temple was established to worship the Lord of Water, and most of the wishes that mortal cultivators asked for in the temple could be fulfilled. Therefore, various places in the Jiwu Dynasty competed to build Yuyi Temples, and worshiped the Yuyi Immortal with incense candles. There were more and more believers. The Luna Chasing Sect, which was created and respected by the royal family, was gradually neglected. Ambitious people even began to use Yu Yixian to form associations, intending to create turmoil and overthrow the dynasty.

This is a dangerous signal for the Ji Wu Dynasty, which is a political and religious one.

Before the Ji Wu Dynasty, there were frequent wars between the two realms of Xiujie and Mortal Realms. Ji Wuxian's grandfather unified the two realms. The dynasty went through three generations, and the territory continued to expand, becoming more stable and powerful. In the hands of his father, it was even more prosperous to the peak. It is time to prepare to expand the territory again.

Originally, the family that was favored by the gods lived in seclusion in Kunlun Mountains all year round and formed its own country without dealing with the outside world. The Jiwu dynasty did not lack gold, silver, treasures, and high-quality immortal artifacts. Small marginal countries are in the eyes.

But things are different now.

Ji Wuxian is very clear about his father's thoughts, but anyone who endangers the rule of the Ji Wu Dynasty, even if it is a real god, can't do it.

Since those ignorant people believe in the gods they think so much, killing the gods is the best way to shatter their beliefs.

The dancers have a noble and elegant temperament, and they don't look like ordinary Yuyi people.

He is currently injured, and the strength of this person is unknown. He has to report this matter to his father as soon as possible. If he can capture a valuable hostage before the war begins, he will undoubtedly gain the upper hand.

Fresh blood flowed from the shoulder bitten by the blood python. He tried to stand up and wanted to leave the place. It was dark before his eyes. Arriving at his side, while flying flowers danced lightly, a cold light thin sword rested on the side of his neck.

The young man's sword is fast, but there is no killing intent, maybe he just wanted to give a small warning to the person hiding behind the tree, but when he saw that it was a young man, a soft smile returned to his face: "Hey, so beautiful Little boy! I kind of like what to do?"

"Take it back and keep it up! Coo coo coo." A black bird flapped its wings and landed on the young man's shoulder. After saying happily, he turned his head to comb his black feathers.

"..." The young man never expected that the other party would say such a thing. The directness of what he said was almost naive, something he couldn't feel in the treacherous Ji Wu Dynasty.

They were so close that he could even smell the strange and pleasant fragrance of flowers and trees on the young man's body. When he met those clear and clean golden eyes, his heart beat extremely fast for a moment.

The young man withdrew the cold thin sword, and said with a little pity in his tone, "How did you hurt yourself like this!"

That person exuded a warm and charming aura, which made Ji Wuxian unable to help but want to get closer, but only the weak need to be pitied, and he should not be pitied by anyone.

The young man turned his head away, stuck his neck, and said coldly in a rough voice: "It's just a small injury. The blood python that injured me was hacked to death by me. That beast didn't get any benefit, and I chopped it in half." Then, he pressed the saber on his waist, raised his head and smiled evilly at the young man, "Do you know what kind of beast the blood python is? Ordinary people can't hurt it."

His mother's family was implicated for treason, he was a prince, and he was spared his life, but he was neglected and looked down upon since he was a child, and he was often in danger of dying. It was difficult for him to give up his vigilance against this kind of strange kindness and gentleness.

"Oh, then you are quite powerful." The other party said softly, "So how did you hurt yourself like this?"

Ji Wuxian stared blankly at the young man stretching out his hand to wipe away the wound on his shoulder, subconsciously took a step back, and pressed his back against the heather tree: "I said it was a minor injury, so don't worry about me."

"It's up to you." The young man fixed his shoulders with one hand and smiled.

The boy showed his two sharp teeth in a demonstration, his pupils turned dark red, and he wanted to break free, but he couldn't hold back.

It was the first time that he was treated so tenderly, but he felt forced. He was very conflicted, and he stopped struggling but gritted his teeth and stared at the young man stubbornly.

"Don't move, little hedgehog." The young man smiled.

"...???"

"Don't move! Little hedgehog!" The little black-feathered bird repeated like a parrot, cooing and laughing, "The thorns all over your body look like they are going to pierce you. A little hedgehog."

Your Highness?This one in front of you is the prince of the Yuyi Clan? !Ji Wuxian was startled.

However, at this time, he had no intention of reporting the other party's existence to his father at all.

"Such a serious injury, you must be in pain!" The young man inspected the wound and sighed softly.

Ji Wuxian avoided the gentle and pitiful gaze and shook his head.

"Why shake your head? If it hurts, you have to say it."

His wound was indeed in severe pain. After killing the blood python, he wanted to find a secluded place to hide. He was exhausted from running around all night, but he never thought that he would be cared for.

Ji Wuxian was really unable to move this time.

He didn't know why he was fixed there as if he had been enchanted, whether he was confused by the gentle smile on the mouth of the person in front of him, or whether he was overwhelmed by the gentle ripples in his heart when the warm fingertips touched the wound. I really can't move.

The young man's movements were very light, as if an invisible warm current flowed from the slender fingertips into the bloody wound, the silver light flickered, the wound was slowly healing, and the pain was gradually disappearing.

Ji Wuxian lowered his eyes, and his heart was already surging. This time, the murderous intention came from the palace where he lived, but the rescue came from the future enemy.

He has never seen his mother since he was born, just like a weed in the red wall, no one cares about it, no one cares about it, and he has never received even a little bit of kindness.

There is no place for him in the Chongwen Hall where the children of the royal family are studying, so he often stays in the corner and listens, standing for a long time. The masters turn a blind eye to this prince who is not eligible to enter, but some brothers have intentions or not. Embarrass him and make things difficult for him.

However, he is not a soft persimmon. When others throw hidden weapons, he retaliates with fists. The most recent time was when he beat his brother who was half a year younger than him in school until his nose was bruised and his face was swollen.

Because of this incident, the Chongwen Museum put him in confinement. Originally, this kind of fighting between princes is a common occurrence. Ji has no lineage. Most of them like to fight bravely and fiercely. It was also regarded as a kind of subtle training, but he was an unfavored prince, and he injured the only child of Mrs. Wan Nong, who was the emperor's favorite during that time, so he had to follow the rules.

Less than a quarter of an hour after being locked in the small dark room, before he had time to open the window to leave, Mrs. Wan Nong came and dismissed the others, leaning softly on the door, shaking a peony fan, and looking at him with slanted eyes .

Mrs. Wan Nong is a beauty. Although she is already a mother, her behavior has never been dignified. She is bolder and more coquettish than ordinary demon beauties who are bold and coquettish. She always has seductive eyes. Xian is disgusted.

"Xiao Jiu, you are too harsh. My brother is still lying in the hospital crying. As a mother, I am really sad and sad. Can you calm down next time? Hmm?"

"If you have time to educate me, it's better to take care of your son."

Mrs. Zi Nong raised her sleeves and covered her lips with a smile: "He is also your younger brother."

"So what? Next time I provoke him, I will still beat him up."

Mrs. Wan Nong approached him, bent down, and gave him a charming smile: "You child, if you treat me a little better, maybe I will consider giving you a chance to go out."

His pale fingers were like cold little snakes wanting to touch the young man's handsome face.

While Ji Wuxian was shocked, he acted faster than he thought.

He beat Mrs. Wan Nong violently.

Everyone in the palace was shocked, and they all thought that the Ninth Prince was crazy. First, he sent his favored younger brother to the hospital, and then offended his superiors, hurting Mrs. Wan Nong who had kindly visited him.

Before the father's heavy punishment came down, Mrs. Wan Nong graciously suggested that the drought in Jinling, let the Ninth Prince go to the disaster relief to make up for it!

On his first night in Jinling, he was ambushed in the annex.

It was a blood python with a curse mark, and the purple pattern on the blood python's forehead was very conspicuous, and he recognized at a glance that it was a spiritual pet raised by Mrs. Wan Nong.

This kind of cold-blooded spirit beast was usually very ferocious, but this time it seemed that he had been ordered to kill him.

No one paid attention to such a big commotion in such a big guest house.

Ji Wuxian snorted coldly, the other party had indeed made up his mind to kill him.

In a desperate battle, he won by a hair.

"Just relying on a beast, do you want to kill me?" When the blood python bit his shoulder and lifted it up in the air, Ji Wuxian looked at the gap and pierced the top of the skull from its lower jaw with his backhand, and then used all his strength to pierce its skull. The head is split in two.

The young man's spiritual power had already been consumed a lot before, and it was lost even more quickly after being bitten by the blood python, and he killed the python with the last bit of his strength.

He fell from a high altitude, lay limp on the ground for a while, and then went to a secluded place outside the city with the knife in his hand.

Until I heard the singing like fairy music, I came here like a ghost.

Met the person in front of me.

"What are you thinking? Teenagers are too preoccupied, and they tend not to grow taller." The other party's voice smiled and fell gently.

"Can you... can you take me away?" Ji Wuxian raised his head, looked at the person in front of him, and said these words without thinking.