You've never seen such a righteous villain [Transmigration Book]

Luo Huayin was almost responsive to his requests, except that he was stingy about "going out".

Mojun turned his wrist, instead holding his hand that was as smooth as fine suet white jade, and slowly rubbed it gently.The dark green in his eyes was too rich, so deep that Lu Qianchuan couldn't see through his thoughts.

There was still a five-point gentle smile on the corner of Luo Huayin's mouth, and his voice was extremely gentle: "There is a mother in the house, why don't you stay here?"

Lu Qianchuan froze for a moment, then looked at the picture of a beauty hanging on the wall.

The beauties on the wall are lifelike, and they always have a gentle smile that overwhelms the country and the city. When he saw this painting for the first time, he was also shocked.

But no matter how vivid and nostalgic, a portrait is a portrait after all, and no amount of shock and nostalgia can match the warmth conveyed by a real person.

Lu Qianchuan lowered his eyes to hide the turbulent emotions in his eyes, and his voice was deliberately soft: "I feel a little stuffy after staying in the room for a long time, and I want to breathe the air outside."

It has become a habit for him to pretend to be cold, and he has a natural repulsion to "serving softness", but now he has no spiritual power to accompany him, nor does he have a spiritual sword to assist him, so all he can do is pretend to be docile and wait. Luo Huayin relaxed his vigilance so that he could run out of this cage-like place.

In this room, all he could see was Shao Shu's portrait on the wall, and Luo Huayin who came to accompany him after a day's work.

Even the servants who should have had never appeared in front of him because of Luo Huayin's orders.

A room with dim light and no strangers, except that the environment and furnishings are much better than Tianshui Tower, how is it different from the prison where the sun is not seen?

Thinking that this was the room that Shao Shu lived in, and that his mother had lived in such an environment for a long time, Lu Qianchuan felt a resentment that could not be concealed.

He had a vague feeling that Luo Huayin's attitude towards him now was the same as Bei Mingjun's attitude towards Shaoshu back then.

Gentle enough, watertight enough, wishing to hold all the beautiful things in the world in front of his eyes, but turn a blind eye to what he really wants.

With such an attitude, when I saw him for the first time, I still felt warm and frightened, a feeling of being flattered in the palm of someone's hand, but now I just feel boring and disgusting, wishing that Luo Huayin would quickly dislike him, sleeping in the wilderness alone would be better than here It's far better to be a canary without spiritual power.

The two were relatively silent for a long time. Lu Qianchuan became more and more uneasy because he didn't hear Luo Huayin's reply. Just when he was about to ask again, Luo Huayin suddenly said, "Where do you want to go?"

Lu Qianchuan was slightly taken aback. He was not familiar with the place here, so of course he had no destination at all. He said that he wanted to go out just to find a chance to escape from here.

Seeing that he didn't answer for a while, Luo Huayin leaned closer to him, and said in a friendly tone, "If you don't know where to go, why don't you just stay in the room, okay?"

Lu Qianchuan's heart skipped a beat, he shook his head resolutely, and quickly added: "Just go outside for a stroll."

*

Lu Qianchuan stood in front of a sea of ​​flowers, the colorful flowers bloomed tenderly, the breeze brought a light fragrance of flowers to his face, and the green willow branches brushed his face very lively, a little itchy.

After so many days in the Demon Realm, he finally felt the freshness and vibrancy of life amidst the lifelessness.

Luo Huayin looked at his obviously happy side face, and sighed quietly: "You really like this place."

Lu Qianchuan lost his mind for a while under the sun, and when he heard him say this, he subconsciously replied: "Mother likes this place too?"

Luo Huayin seemed to be afraid that he would get lost, so she held his hand tightly, led him to an imperceptible path among the sea of ​​flowers, stretched out her hand to brush away the flower branches blocking them, and there was a bit of tinge in her voice. Lighthearted: "She likes it very much, every time she comes here, she will be happy for a long time."

Lu Qianchuan secretly slandered: "I have lived in that kind of room for a long time, and anyone who comes here will be happy for a long time."

It was really hard for him to imagine what kind of hopeless life his mother lived here.

Dazzling with flowers, Luo Huayin walked forward, pointing to some places, and introduced to him what their mothers did there.

Lu Qianchuan listened absent-mindedly, and kept running his spiritual power in secret, slowly sending the few spiritual powers in his body into his dantian.

He didn't have much interest in the stories of his mother's life here. The more he heard those stories, the more he could empathize with the depression and melancholy that his mother was trapped in this world.

The demon princess Luo Huayin spoke of was not as happy as the country woman he remembered doing the cooking and laundry every day.

Lu Qianchuan pouted secretly, seeing Luo Huayin's appearance immersed in memories and unable to extricate himself, he couldn't tell what it was like.

For him, the past full of good memories was bought with years of patience and melancholy from their mother.

Taking advantage of Luo Huayin's strength in holding him down, Lu Qianchuan's eyes lit up, and a very tiny blue spiritual flow slowly flowed out from his fingertips.

If his spiritual power had not been sealed, with his strength, he should be able to draw with Luo Huayin.Although now because of the limitation of spiritual power, he can't fight Luo Huayin wantonly and happily according to his heart, but he is still sure to avoid Luo Huayin's eyes and ears and send a letter quietly.

The spiritual flow flashed through his hands at an extremely fast speed. Lu Qianchuan remained motionless, carefully observing Luo Huayin's expression, seeing that he was still looking sad and melancholy in memory of the past, and the corner of his mouth slightly raised a tiny smile radian.

Luo Huayin regained consciousness from the memories, turned around and saw Lu Qianchuan staring at him intently, his face seemed to be much softer than usual, he couldn't help being taken aback, then restored his gentle smile, and asked in a low voice: "Do you like it?"

Lu Qianchuan didn't know whether he was asking whether he liked to come out or to like here. He just sent the news, and when he was in a bright mood, he nodded without hesitation, with a smile in his eyes, which made the red plums more colorful.

Luo Huayin moved close to him, and their porcelain-white faces were about to touch each other. He heard Luo Huayin say in his ear: "Then I will bring you here next time."

Lu Qianchuan nodded meekly, thinking in his heart: "Next time, you should come by yourself."

He no longer wants to play house with the mental patient.

The two returned to the house where Lu Qianchuan had been living. When they walked to the door, Luo Huayin raised his hand calmly. Lu Qianchuan caught the flashing green light above the door with sharp eyes.

really.

This room was enchanted by Luo Huayin, not to mention that he was blocked from entering and exiting, if he used spiritual power inside, Luo Huayin might be alarmed.

He heaved a sigh of relief in his heart, and he was extremely thankful that his judgment was accurate, and he had been holding back for the past few days, and Luo Huayin didn't see the clues.

*

Luo Huayin didn't leave after sending him back to his room, and continued to play the day-to-day game of raising children.

The steps are:

Insist on feeding him, and ignore all his suggestions to feed himself.

Insist on putting him to sleep, and be sure to sing him a lullaby yourself.

When he closed his eyes and fell asleep, a tender kiss fell on his forehead.

After getting along for a few days, Lu Qianchuan became more and more convinced that he was really straight and couldn't be straighter.

Luo Huayin's sweet means, if it were a girl, she might have surrendered to his tenderness, but not only did she not feel any fluctuations in her heart, she even felt a little disgusted.

Forget the first two things, but for the last one, he really exhausted all his strength to endure.Endured it like this for a few days, and if he continued, he was afraid that he would jump up and smash Luo Huayin's head.

Lu Qianchuan sat on the bed expressionlessly, seeing Luo Huayin bring in a tray of food from the outside without the slightest bit of boredom, sitting there without any fluctuation, constantly thinking about how long it would take to get from the capital to the North City.

If Mo Chenyuan and Shao Shu were fast enough, he wouldn't need to finish the meal, he should be able to hear the signal to come to help;

If they had been slow, he would have received a rescue call before that nightly goodnight kiss.

Luo Huayin calmly blew the white fungus soup in his hand, his dark green eyes reflected Lu Qianchuan's face that was much more lively than before, the tenderness in his eyes filled with spring water, and he said unhurriedly: "Guess, If Shao Shu and the others come to rescue you, how many traps will they step on me?"

The corners of Lu Qianchuan's slightly raised mouth froze, and he looked at him expressionlessly.

Luo Huayin smiled slightly: "You seem to be very happy today, did something pleasant happen in the sea of ​​flowers?"

Lu Qianchuan didn't know whether he had already discovered it or was just probing, his expression remained unchanged, and he said calmly: "I am very happy to hear that you have told a lot about my mother."

Luo Huayin gave a spoonful of tremella soup with a smile, but Lu Qianchuan didn't dare to open his mouth to drink it.

The two looked at each other calmly, neither of them could clearly see what the other was thinking, Luo Huayin put down the bowl with some regret, and sighed slightly: "I thought you would be more dependent on brother."

Lu Qianchuan was about to get goosebumps from being frightened by this close "dependence", and said slowly: "I also thought that you would trust my brother more."

From beginning to end, this drama of deep brotherhood has nothing to do with "dependence" and "trust".

It's just one person's wishful thinking, regardless of what the other protagonist thinks.

The porcelain spoon collided with the porridge bowl, making an extremely crisp sound, which seemed to announce that some undercurrent hidden under the calm surface had finally erupted.

Luo Huayin put down the bowl, the dark green tenderness turned into frost, almost freezing the hot air on the bowl.

A thin layer of invisible and intangible ice formed in the air. Lu Qianchuan greeted [-] and was ready to gather strength to break the barrier at any time.

At this moment, there was a crisp sound above their heads. Lu Qianchuan looked up, and there was a layer of green light glass that shattered into several pieces, and a spirit sword shining red light broke through all obstacles. Straight in without hesitation.