Heartthrob Villain Cultivation Guide

Lu Wu cautiously asked hesitantly, "My lord, where are you...?"

As far as he knows, Luolin flowers only grow in the fairy world, and they cannot survive in the demon world.

But what is Mozun going to the fairyland for if he has nothing to do?

Sure enough, the next moment, Song Zijin replied: "The Immortal World."

After a pause, he added: "Today is the Flower Festival."

After hearing this answer, Lu Wu almost couldn't restrain the complaints in his heart.

Of course I know that today is Huachao Festival, but don't you feel that something is wrong with you?When did Huachao Festival have anything to do with your old man?

But he was a coward in front of Song Zijin, and he definitely didn't dare to say that, he would just say softly: "That, that's good, relaxing your mind can also help you cultivate..."

Unexpectedly, Song Zijin glanced at him, with an unconcealable disgust and contempt in his eyes.

"I didn't come here to listen to your nonsense." Song Zijin frowned, and said, "I walked around Lingmu City and snatched back a little thing."

After finishing speaking, he stretched out his hand and pointed. Lu Wu looked in the direction of his finger and found that the quilt, which was always clean and tidy and not stained with a trace of dust, was in a mess at this moment, and inside the quilt, a small ball bulged.

A few small red hairs were exposed on the edge of the quilt, trembling with the owner's breathing.

Lu Wu walked over and lifted the quilt up——

It was a little red bird sleeping on its back and still blowing out snot.

This? ? ?

Can't I?

Why does Your Majesty look for other immortal beasts?

It's fine to find a powerful fairy beast, but this one looks so stupid, can it fight as well as him?

Although he has now become a monster, as a former fairy beast, Lu Wu can naturally recognize that this is Suzaku's cub.

He now deeply doubts whether Song Zijin told him to come in because he wanted him to see the Suzaku cub, and then obediently pack up and leave.

"My lord, what do you mean?" Lu Wu said, "You want him to take my place?"

Song Zijin stopped frowning, and was replaced by deep surprise: "What did you say?"

Lu Wu's eyes widened: "You don't want him to take my place and become your spiritual pet, so what are you doing to snatch him back!"

Song Zijin pinched the center of his eyebrows, feeling a little annoyed.

He had no intention of grabbing this thing at first.

This morning, he heard his attendants say that today is the Flower Festival, so he left the house in a strange way.Passing by Lingmu City by chance, I planned to go for a stroll, but I didn't expect to find a familiar figure——Luo Yunxiao.

Although he and Luo Yunxiao had been together for a while in the lower realm, he and Luo Yunxiao made it clear that they would not deal with each other, but now that they have reached the upper realm, he just pretended to forget about the lower realm, but unexpectedly, he discovered Luo Yunxiao's strength In this short period of time, rapid progress has been made.

How long has it been?Luo Yunxiao was about to touch the threshold of Da Luo Jinxian.

For no reason, Song Zijin just felt that this person would definitely become his threat in the future.

With a tentative attitude, he quietly followed Luo Yunxiao, only to find that another person was also following Luo Yunxiao.

He just watched the two walk into a remote alley, and then fought, because it turned out to be the Suzaku cub in Luo Yunxiao's arms.

For some unknown reason, he stole the Suzaku cub, but only after returning to the Demon Realm did he realize what a stupid thing he had done.

Let's not talk about whether Luo Yunxiao will follow to the Demon Realm to snatch the beast, just talk about the one in front of him, how should this cub be raised?

That's why he called Lu Wu in for questioning.

I didn't expect that Lu Wu's stupid mind would think that he wanted to change the contracted spirit beast.

Song Zijin said: "I don't have this plan, I just asked you to come in, how should I raise this thing?"

Lu Wu was taken aback for a moment, but his eyes stopped staring, and he said blankly: "Isn't it good to leave it to the people under him?"

Song Zijin looked up at him.

Lu Wu understood what he meant, and wanted to persuade him again: "My lord, this thing is very difficult to raise, why don't you think about it?"

Song Zijin said: "I came here to ask you to find a way for me, not to let you talk nonsense here."

Lu Wu knew that he had made a slip of the tongue, so he stepped aside and stopped talking.

Song Zijin walked to the bed, put his hand on the red dumpling, and stroked it strangely.

For so many years, he didn't feel that there was anything wrong with being alone, but since he came back from the lower realm, it became more and more unbearable to be alone.

Maybe this little red dumpling can make his life more interesting?

At this time, the little red bird on the bed moved, as if it was about to wake up.

The two people beside the bed all set their eyes on him.

The little red bird was in a daze, and stood up from the bed with difficulty, her footsteps were sloppy, as if she was drunk.

Song Zijin subconsciously put his hands beside him, intending to support him when he fell down.

Unexpectedly, this action seemed to trigger some kind of mechanism. The little red bird spread its two cute little wings and swooped in the direction of the palm. Its face was firmly buried in Song Zijin's palm, and it even rubbed against Song Zijin's warm cheeks. .

After rubbing, he didn't move. He moved his palm away and found that the little red bird had fallen asleep again.

It seemed that the warm touch still remained in the palm, Song Zijin's fingers contracted into fists, and the corners of his mouth raised uncontrollably.

Now he is glad that he snatched this little thing.

Kind of fun.

It was the first time Lu Wu saw him showing such an expression, and rubbed the goosebumps on his body: "Your Majesty, you..."

Song Zijin's expression changed, and he said coldly, "Why don't you leave?"

Lu Wu:? ? ?

Didn't you call me here?You still hate me now!

He turned into a prototype, and was about to run out angrily.

Song Zijin's voice came from behind.

Lu Wu thought that his conscience had discovered it, so he turned his head arrogantly, and was about to reject it reservedly, but he heard him say: "Go and tell other people, don't let him wake up and find out that this is the magic palace."

This goes without saying, referring to Chu Han.

Lu Wu snorted and left without looking back.

Excessive!

The yard became quiet again. Song Zijin looked at the little red bird's sleeping face, and couldn't help but stretch out his hand to pop his snot bubble.

The little red bird subconsciously "chirped" in its sleep, then turned over and continued to sleep.

Song Zijin helped him cover him with a small quilt, and lit another sedative herb.

The effect of Luolinhua will last for a few days, and it will recover after waking up.

There was nothing wrong these few days, and the bed was occupied by the little red bird again, so Song Zijin had to find a room next door to meditate.

……

Chu Han buried his head in the quilt, leaving a round buttocks pouted restlessly.

It looks like a round red glutinous rice ball.

The surrounding oxygen became thinner and thinner, and Chu Han felt that he was drowning in the darkness, unable to breathe.

"Chirp!"

He opened his eyes suddenly, quickly got out of the quilt, panting heavily.

It wasn't until his heartbeat calmed down that something was wrong.

Although the surrounding furnishings are simple and elegant, they cannot hide the luxury and extravagance, which cannot be found in a place like the Su family.

where is this?

He only remembered that he and Luo Yunxiao went to the Flower Festival together, and after smelling a few flowers, his head became dizzy, and finally he lost consciousness.

He was obviously in Luo Yunxiao's arms before he fainted.

But now Luo Yunxiao is gone, Chu Han doesn't think that he left him behind, but maybe something happened to him while he was asleep.

Chu Han jumped out of bed and looked around, but found no clues.

At this time, the door was opened from the outside.

Chu Han was startled, and immediately hid behind the door, not daring to make a sound.

Although he is not afraid of anything, but now he is just a weak and helpless bird, and he can't win anyone he meets.

He didn't want to die young, not because of cowardice.

Chu Han silently clenched his fist in his heart.

Song Zijin walked to the bed and found that the red dumpling was gone.

He touched the bedding with his hand.

It's still hot, it looks like he just woke up.

He didn't panic too much, but slowly spread out the quilt and tidied it up.

At this moment, there was a slight sound behind him. It is reasonable to say that ordinary people should not be able to hear it, but with his cultivation level, the sound fell in his ears clearly.

He curled his lips slightly.

The only thing that can make noise in this room is that little thing.

Turning around to look, he really met the little red bird's eyes.

Chu Han's eyes were full of embarrassment, and he waved his little wings to greet him: "... Chirp?" Hey?

Song Zijin said lightly, "Where do you want to go?"

Chu Han thought to himself: Where do I want to go?Of course I want to go home, aren't you talking nonsense?

But he didn't dare to say a word (even though he couldn't understand it), he just stood there cowardly, like a primary school student who was punished by his teacher.

"come over."

The man's voice was deep and sweet, and there was a hint of an emperor when he uttered such an ordinary sentence.

People have to obey.

At least the cowardly little red bird gave in.

He obediently walked over on two short legs, twisting his buttocks, making one feel the urge to pinch him.

Facing the light, Chu Han could see his face clearly, with well-defined facial features, a pair of red phoenix eyes with flowing eyes, a tall nose bridge, red thin lips, and long and thick eyelashes, just like a handsome figure in a painting.

This appearance... is too capable!

Although it was out of date, Chu Han silently compared his looks with Luo Yunxiao's.

The final result turned out to be - evenly matched.

Is there such a good-looking person in the original book?

Oh yes.

It was the villain boss Qinglian Mozun who killed a thousand swords.

Chu Han looked at the surrounding decorations, as well as the aura of this man.

This person is Demon Venerable Qinglian.

Song Zijin, who was still waiting for his new favorite to come over by himself, didn't know that his vest had been stripped to the ground except for his name. He squatted down and picked up the little red bird.

"Take you out to play."

No no no, I don't want to go out to play at all!

The little red bird wanted to cry but had no tears, and lay obediently in Song Zijin's arms.

Outsiders often say that the Demon Lord's face is ever-changing, and it is true in fact. Since Song Zijin learned the disguise technique, he has not shown his true face to others. This time is one of the few times he has shown his true face.

When he was in the Fuli Realm before, he lost his memory, but his appearance was easily tolerated, so Chu Han didn't pay much attention, and he didn't even think that he was Qinglian Mozun.

Now it is even more impossible to connect him with Song Zijin from Fuli Realm.

Holding the little red bird in his arms, he walked through the bamboo forest to a place that looked like a back garden.

There was an attendant waiting there, and when he saw them coming, he saluted respectfully: "Respect...Master."

Although he changed his words quickly, Chu Han still recognized what he was going to be called—Your Majesty.

Now he was even more sure that this man was Qinglian Mozun.

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