The villain is too evil

A small black fish under the lotus leaf was frightened away, and the green bamboo raft broke through the layers of green leaves and moved forward slowly.

It was the first time I saw the tender yellow lotus. Xihua stood on the bamboo raft with his waist bent forward, his eyes wished to be stuffed into the fragrant and elegant flowers, and come out after seeing all the beauty.

When the bamboo raft passed in front of a lotus, Xihua reached out and picked a petal, put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed it gently.

The refreshing and elegant fragrance penetrated into the nose, letting Buddha inhale the purest breath in the world, neither bewitching nor charming, the cold fragrance is naturally refreshing.

At this moment, Xihua saw a little frog lying on a lotus leaf a little farther away. He opened his clothes, knelt on the bamboo raft, and stretched out his arms to tease the guy, but the eyeballs were thieves. The slippery little thing seemed to have foreseen it long ago, and jumped away when he stretched out his hand.

Zhenbao was supporting the bamboo raft in front, and Xihua was in high spirits all the way, smelling the flower for a while, and going to see the sleeping toad over there.

There is the sound of the lake flowing quietly, the clouds above the head cover the bright sun, and the country breeze sings softly. If it hadn't been for Zhenbao to rescue him, I am afraid that this cool and beautiful wind and moon will not be destined for me.

Xihua sat cross-legged on the bamboo raft, holding a lotus leaf in his hand. He glanced at Zhenbao's back and raised the lotus leaf obliquely to block the suffocating sunlight.

Zhenbao stooped to pick something up, turned back and handed him a small bucket, with two or three small black fish swimming in it, unconsciously bumping into the side of the bucket.

Xihua was pleasantly surprised: "When did you catch it?"

Zhenbao put away the net that had just been pulled up, and said: "I put the net before." Now it is put away.

Xihua couldn't move his eyes, and soon found that one of the little black fishes had lost its eyeballs, and asked in a muffled voice, "Why is one of them missing eyes?"

As soon as he finished asking, he said again: "Hey, why is the eye of this fish different from others, some are yellowish?"

Zhenbao thought for a while and realized that he didn't know, so he shook his head: "I don't know."

Xihua didn't really get to the bottom of it, he had to find out, the little black fish in the bucket were quite strong, and the bucket trembled when they hit them.

Zhenbao kept throwing lotus seeds into the fish basket at the back, and Xihua occasionally picked up lotus seeds that he missed, peeled them and ate them.

In this way, there is not much left in the fish basket.In order to prevent Zhenbao from finding out, Xihua was not lazy, passing by lotus pods, picked a few at random, and put them in Lou Li to fill up.

Turning around the lotus pond, the lotus seeds were almost picked, Zhenbao stopped the bamboo raft, put down the pole, reached out to pick a few fat and big lotus leaves around, tied it to the head of the bamboo raft with iron fish wire, and With great interest, he held a bright yellow lotus flower and placed it on the lotus leaf.

He asked Xihua to lie down in the shade under the lotus leaves, sat in a small place beside him, took off his shoes and put them in the water.

Zhenbao seems to like this kind of quiet time very much. The two of them don't talk, but cling to each other, as if there are only two of them in this world, and they can stay together until they grow old.

He secretly looked back at Xihua, who was covering his eyes with his hands, only showing the shape of his lips, and the mouth-watering lip color.

So lovely.he thinks.

Time froze at this second, Xihua fell asleep in the middle of the river pond full of lotus flowers, and the man guarding him kept looking at him, looking through the autumn water, drunk for years.

The weather is changeable, Xihua didn't sleep for a while, the sky began to rain, but he only felt that there were water droplets on his legs, turned his eyes and opened them, and found that Zhenbao held a lotus leaf to cover him upper body.

Xi Hua just woke up with a hoarse voice, and asked, "Is it raining?"

Jewel: "Yes."

Xihua sat up, turned her head to look at the river pond, there were already small ripples in circles.

"Let's go back."

Zhenbao nodded, got up, picked up the pole and paddled towards the shore at a faster speed; when they reached the shore, it rained heavily, and both of them were soaked.

But Xihua tightly protected the lotus seeds in his arms, not letting a drop of rain fall, Zhenbao was eager to grab his arms, and stammered: "Lianzi, it's not important, clothes, cover your head."

Xihua didn't listen to him, stepped on skating, and walked back along the way he came.

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When he got home, regardless of how wet he was, Zhenbao hurriedly fetched water and put it on the stove to boil water for his bath.

Xihua followed him, and sat in front of the gate by himself, peeling lotus seeds one by one, and shouted to Zhenbao, who was boiling water in the back kitchen, "How about eating cold lotus seeds tonight?"

There was a smile on his lips, he walked slowly, and after a while, the two words "not good" came from behind.

The smile grew stronger, and Xihua stole another lotus seed that had been peeled.

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Xiao Nianzhi's side can be regarded as evil people with evil rewards. Fuyan kept his word, and tied him to the bed for three days and two nights. It's not that he didn't resist, but it's a pity that Fuyan disrespected her master, using both hands, her spiritual power flew Often, Xiao Nianzhi's left hand swung spiritual power to attack him, his right hand flipped and pressed down, and his left hand did not rest for a moment, and touched acupuncture points on his body.

Xiao Nianzhi was not reconciled, he made a lot of noise, Fu Yan ignored him, gave him food and drink, he was tired from the fuss, he fell asleep naturally, and the next morning when he fell asleep, he looked up and saw that his hands and feet were still tied to the bed by tape The head and the end of the bed are still his favorite color.

In fact, Fuyan didn't really have the heart to lock up his master like a useless person, Xiao Nianzhi was extremely sleepy at night, he would untie the belt, rub him a few times, and then squeeze him into bed to sleep together, boldly taking advantage of it.

But he had to teach Xiao Nianzhi a lesson, he couldn't let this so-called fairy king who was bright and unrestrained but was always on his own shoulders, he could care about anyone, he could save someone at all costs, but he couldn't act when danger came , took care of everyone, but forgot himself, he wanted to let him know that even if he was suffering for three days and three nights, if he was hurt a little, someone would feel a hundred times the pain.

In the evening, Fu Yan came in with a bowl of soup. When Xiao Nianzhi saw him coming, he immediately raised a flattering smile: "Yo, Ah Yan is here, bring me something to eat? That's great."

Fu Yan was unmoved, with a flat face, looking not to be trifled with.

Xiao Nianzhi still smiled: "Untie it for me, otherwise how can I eat."

Fu Yan raised her eyes and said, "I can feed you."

"..."

Xiao Nian was childish, and the daily apology was used to suppress it again: "I'm sorry, I made a mistake, there will be no next time, let's untie it, it's really uncomfortable."

Fu Yan stirred the soup, looked at him, and asked, "Who am I?"

Xiao Nianzhi thought carefully, and replied: "Ayan?"

Fu Yan didn't say a word, Xiao Nianzhi said again: "Prince of ghost, mythical clan?"

Still silent.

Xiao Nianzhi felt uncomfortable being stared at by him, her heart tightened, and she didn't open the door: "My wife."

Fu Yan's expression finally moved, and she said in a deep voice, "Say it again."

Xiao Nianzhi stammered: "Mother, my wife?"

Fu Yan suddenly leaned over and pressed a mouthful on his lips, softly: "Is it the meaning of my sweetheart?"

Xiao Nianzhi's heart was full of thunder, damn, this is an extraordinary talent, and he has a different understanding of this aspect than ordinary people.

He knew what answer Fu Yan wanted to hear, so he said: "Yes, the sweetheart, the sharpest, the sweetness in the lips."

Fu Yan's brows and eyes were much more relaxed, and she handed him the soup in her hand: "Here, I put a little spicy, but just a little, don't eat too much, it's not good for your health."

Xiao Nianzhi was already very grateful, as long as he stayed in Xuanbing Mountain Villa, he ate vegetarian food for as long as possible, it was nothing, all the food was not spicy at all, but he became a monk in a hurry.

Xiao Nianzhi stretched out her hand to pick it up, but her whole back, strangled by strips, bumped against the back of the bed, making a muffled sound.

Fu Yan stretched out her hand to untie him, handed him the bowl, and then stretched out her hand to untie another strap, and then the cloth strap that bound her feet was also untied, he looked at it, and there was no red.

Fu Yan quietly watched him eating happily, her lips were dyed even redder, her heart moved, she said kindly: "Master, please tell me again."

Xiao Nianzhi raised her eyes halfway while busy eating, and seeing his expectant eyes, her heart softened again, she pursed her lips, and said, "You are so kind, Mrs. Xiao."

Fu Yan's heartstrings twitched, she licked a little bit of spicy soup on his lips and kissed him.

"I love you, Master." He kissed Xiao Nianzhi devoutly, very carefully and protectively.

He was almost in tears, and said to him: "I have never loved anyone like I love you. I want to be with you forever, so you can't have an accident, and you can't have any injuries. It will kill me."

"Understood, I will put my wife first in the future, with you first, with you as the most important thing."

Fu Yan said: "You can't lie to me."

Xiao Nianzhi immediately swears: "I'm lying to you...uh, the fireworks are exploding in the sky."

Fu Yan thought about the meaning of this sentence, but she couldn't figure it out, and said: "It's strange, but I accept it, and I like it very much."

Xiao Nianzhi raised the corners of her mouth, finished drinking the last bit of soup, and sat in a different position, suddenly remembered something: "By the way, how much do you know about Qin Se?"

Fu Yan: "I only know that they are a murderous assassin organization. They are afraid that the world will not be chaotic. As long as someone pays, they will take over the task. The people they killed are lined up in several rows at the Palace of the King of Hell."

"What about the master of Qinse, the one who doesn't show his face. He seems to..." He never cares about things.

"Qin Se is up and down, let him line up, there are sixteen people, the other fifteen are quite difficult to deal with, and he is the first, so he must have a lot of background. But I haven't found out yet."

Xiao Nianzhi recalled the man in the red dress in Qinse's secret room, he was lazy and exuded the breath of death, but he looked more free and easy than anyone else.

What is his relationship with Qin Se, and why he is only locked up.

The two were thinking about each other, but the sound of peach cutting came from outside the door.

"Xiao Xianjun! Xiao Xianjun!"

Xiao Nianzhi listened attentively, met Fu Yan's eyes, got out of bed and walked out the door.

She was the only one outside the door, holding a long sword in her hand that would never leave her body for thousands of years.

"Miss Peach Cutter, what's the matter?"

Jiantao glanced at Fuyan next to her, and said, "Tu Tianjiao's leader died by pouring tea."

Xiao Nianzhi: "Dead?"

Jiantao's tone was cold: "It's fine if you die, but pay for my life."

"How did you die?"

Jiantao was a little resentful, and his tone was disgusting and dirty.

"Hmph, reaping the consequences, the monsters of the Tutian Sect said that he had the goodness of Longyang and that he was in touch with foreign enemies, so they hanged him to win the hearts of all the believers. Bah, death is death, and it also tarnishes Chongzhi's reputation, beast! "

"Those people nailed his soul into the rotten wood and cast a formation. I'm afraid he will never be reborn."

Of course, Jiantao came to tell him more than this one thing, she also brought the order of the king of hell.

Tu Tianjiao Nangong pinned his family's life and the death of Pocha on Xiao Nianzhi and Fu Yan, and vowed that as long as Nangong is around, life and death will never stop.