Heartthrob Villain Cultivation Guide

Song Zijin hummed lightly.

The attendant continued: "The things you ordered have been done, and they are in the front garden."

Song Zijin waved his hand, pushed the servants back, and walked forward a certain distance with the little red bird in his arms.

Chu Han nestled in his arms knowing the current affairs, not daring to move.

After all, this is a man who can compete with the protagonist, and he can't afford to provoke him.

Song Zijin stopped in his tracks.

The little red bird raised its head and rolled its eyes, looking at the surrounding environment.

There are a large number of purple-black flowers blooming in the garden, and the faint purple light emitting from them can be clearly seen during the day, and a dark style is oncoming.

This is the proper Demon World, that's right.

As we all know, people in the fairy world love the light-colored flowers that are not stained with dust, such as white lotus, and are pure and pure. However, this kind of darker-colored flowers cannot be seen in the fairy world. Even if they can survive, no one is willing to plant them. They are ugly.

Chu Han was very happy to pick Song Zijin's vest in his heart, but when it came time to do something, he gave up.

Just like now.

Song Zijin lowered his head, his voice didn't fluctuate: "Are you playing?"

The little red bird looked up, and there was a wooden swing not far away, and there was a small cushion on the swing, all of which were brand new, and should be newly made.

Song Zijin's words looked like a question, but they didn't mean any question to people's ears, but made people feel a hint of threat.

He is used to indifference, and he talks to Lu Wu in the same way. He didn't feel that there was anything wrong after the words came out. Only when he felt the little red bird in his hand trembling constantly, did he realize that there seemed to be something wrong with his tone.

Just about to say something more, the little red bird chirped softly, with two hot tears in its eyes, looking extremely pitiful.

It's not to blame Chu Han, it's because Qinglian Mozun, the big villain in the original book, is too terrifying. Not only does he like to watch his opponents kill each other, but he is also keen to destroy people's psychology.

Once, after defeating his opponent, he sealed the man's dantian, pulled off the nails of his hands and feet, and then threw the man into a dark room.There were thousands of maggots in the room, and when the man's wound rotted and infected, all the maggots flocked to his wound...

After this person came out, he was already crazy.

Chu Han felt a little sick when he thought of this.

There won't be any mechanism on this swing.

What he didn't expect was that the person holding him suddenly moved.

Song Zijin walked to the swing, placed him gently on the cushion, and then backed away a little.

The little red bird turned her head, not understanding what he meant.

"Grab the rope," Song Zijin said.

Don't you see me, is this a wing?Do you want me to scratch with my feet?

The little red bird was dumbfounded, but he stretched out his wings obediently, trying to reach the rope, but his wings were too short, and he couldn't catch the rope when it touched one side.

Song Zijin tapped his fingertips in the air, and the swing started spontaneously.

The little red bird sitting on the swing staggered and hurriedly grabbed the rope next to it, and its whole body was firmly grasped on the rope.

Although I have wings, I can't fly!

The fur on his body was frightened and exploded, but the swing became higher and higher, almost forming a ninety-degree right angle from the ground.

Little Red Bird thought sadly: I'm sure, this big villain just wants to torture me.

After a stick of incense, the swing finally stopped, the little red bird's eyes were dull, and the hair on its body was blown into a mess.

Song Zijin picked him up and said, "Have you had fun?"

The little red bird forced a smile.

I'm so glad I didn't fall to my death.

Of course nothing can be seen on a bird's face, but the low air pressure around the little red bird has already shown his mood.

Song Zijin frowned. Didn't Lu Wu tell him that children like to play on swings?

It seemed that his skin was itchy, and he dared to lie to himself.

Lu Wu, who was busy arranging the magic palace for his master, said, "Aqiu!"

Who is scolding him?

……

Song Zijin took the little red bird back to the room, but the latter was still dazed and lacking energy.

For a moment, he didn't know what to do. He had never raised such a small thing before, and he was afraid that it would disappear if he bumped it.

Although Lu Wu is his spiritual pet, when they first met, Lu Wu had already passed through childhood, and the prototype was even as tall as a two-story building.

As for other spiritual pets, he didn't like them, none of them were as cute as the red-haired dumpling in front of him. This little thing was the best-looking and the best-looking one he had ever seen.

And for some reason, he always felt that the breath of this little thing was a little familiar, which made him soften his temper unconsciously, and he couldn't be fierce at all.

Song Zijin put the little red bird on the bed, and ordered the servants to bring some food up.

Little Red Bird is still not interested, so what if there is food, it is definitely not as delicious as Luo Yunxiao's cooking.

He is not too demanding now, as long as it is not dark food, he can do anything.

It would be better if the big villain stopped teasing him.

The dishes were served quickly, different from what was expected, the taste was quite fragrant, and it was not the dark style belonging to the magic palace, but green and colorful.

Just looking at it makes people move their index fingers.

The little red bird glanced at Song Zijin's face, seeing that he was not displeased, and tiptoed to the dining table.

Hmm...it seems really delicious.

Song Zijin also came over and said to him, "Choose what you want to eat."

The little red bird tilted its head at him, and gestured to the table with its sharp beak: How can we eat without a bowl?

Song Zijin inexplicably understood what he meant: "These dishes are all yours, and if you can't finish them, you will leave them."

The most important thing is that he is a bird, it is impossible to use the bowl and chopsticks, so it is better to eat directly from the plate.

The little red bird chirped happily, then lowered its head, and swept the entire dining table like a storm.

Song Zijin looked at him from the side, and felt that what Lu Wu said was reasonable.

For example, the cub eats a lot and needs a lot of immortal energy, and the delicious food made with fairy grass can easily capture the cub's heart.

Unknowingly, there are more and more empty plates, and the little red bird's belly is getting more and more bulging.

Song Zijin watched from the side, afraid that his stomach would be like a ball, and it would burst if he poked it.

He thought for a while and said, "Don't eat too much, it's not good for your health."

The little red bird hiccupped and then chirped twice.

No, no, I'm in good health.

Then continue to bury your head and eat hard.

Song Zijin shook his head helplessly. If it were Lu Wu, he would have lifted him up and thrown him out long ago, but he couldn't do anything with this little thing.

After the little red bird finished eating, the plates on the table became empty, even the soup was not spared, as if it had gone through a big ransack.

Chu Han ate to his heart's content, thinking: It seems that this big villain is not so bad.

Chu Han, who has become a little red bird, is not only naive and playful, but also has a much lower IQ, so he was bought by someone for a meal.

Letting Luo Yunxiao know about it made him very angry.

Song Zijin took out a handkerchief out of thin air, walked to the little red bird, and wiped the soup on his mouth.

He stared at the little red bird with an unbelievably gentle and loving gaze.

If it were any other woman, she might be so infatuated with Song Zijin that she would never marry her. However, this is the heartless Chu Han. He enjoys the care of the villain with peace of mind, and stretches his legs from time to time.

Song Zijin helped him comb the hair on his body, and asked someone to remove the empty plate.

After all this was done, he turned his head and saw that the little red bird's head was moving little by little, and it seemed that it was about to fall asleep.

A smile gradually appeared on his face, and he gently put the little red bird back on the bed. The latter turned over, rolled into a ball, and snored comfortably.

Song Zijin looked at him for a while, then turned and went to another room.

……

midnight.

Chu Han felt hot and dry for a while, as if the water in his body was about to evaporate, and his throat was also unreasonably dry.

water……

Is there any water...

He tossed and turned, his wings fluttered wildly on the bed, but he didn't touch the water he wanted.

What to do... I'm so thirsty...

The fire in his body was getting more and more intense, the flames were rampant, burning all his organs, but he couldn't find an outlet to vent.

"call--"

Suddenly a gust of wind blew up on the flat ground, sweeping all the furnishings in the house to the ground, the precious porcelain and jade were smashed to pieces, and pinging bells rang.

Song Zijin was originally practicing, and opened his eyes immediately after hearing the sound.

This sound... is that where the little thing lives?

He stood up and hurried to the next room.

When the door was opened, the house was in chaos, and many broken treasures were scattered on the ground.

Song Zijin didn't feel distressed, he looked around but couldn't find the little thing on the ground.

Look up.

His eyes fixed on the same spot for a moment, and he couldn't move away.

There was a huge flame on the bed.

But this flame will not burn other things, but it is like a protective shield, firmly protecting people in it.

And the person in the flames has creamy skin, red lips and white teeth, a little red flame mark on the forehead makes the surrounding skin whiter and more delicate, and the exposed legs are slender and straight, although the important parts are covered by the flames, But still can get a glimpse of the color from the hazy beauty.

Song Zijin was very familiar with this face.

It turned out that that little thing was actually Chu Han.

It's hard to say what it feels like, but Song Zijin felt his heart beating fast, like raising a donkey with crazy hooves, every step stepped on his heart.

bang, bang, bang

The man in the flames opened his eyes and met his four eyes.

Song Zijin's breath was stagnant.

He couldn't think of anything else.

All he knew was that he couldn't look away anymore.

Chu Han's eyes seemed to be covered with mist, so he couldn't see anything clearly.

His lips parted slightly: "Water..."

The next moment, the flames suddenly dissipated and completely entered Chu Han's body. He closed his eyes again and fell into a coma.

After the protective cover was removed, the originally hazy beauty was almost exposed to Song Zijin's eyes.

Song Zijin's throat tightened, and he quickly turned his head away.

His palms were wet with sweat, and he was extremely nervous.

The room regained its calm, but Song Zijin's heart could not calm down for a long time.

"Tuk-tuk-"

At this moment, there was a knock on the door.

"Master, what happened?"

The servants guarding outside also heard the movement here, and came over to inquire about it worriedly.

Song Zijin subconsciously channeled his devilish energy, and helped Chu Han cover the quilt from the air.

Then he said: "Nothing, you can step back."

The author has something to say: Kavinka cried, and it was only in the early hours of the morning that he finished it, and he felt like he was going to collapse.

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