This host can handle it, let her be the villain, she is the real deal

Chapter 85 Passionate but always seems ruthless

The white-clothed and black-haired immortal frowned slightly, and scolded coldly, "Nonsense."

"Ah" the woman stood up weakly and bonelessly, her eyes fell on the dirty boy, not on the boy to be precise, but on the hands they were holding.

Xinxi relied on Shen Yue not to see, and looked at the boy as if she were looking at goods.

On the mouth, he said lightly: "Where is the poor child, it is pleasing to look at, why don't you give it to me, brother?"

The boy looked at the woman with dark eyes, but hid behind Shen Yue as if he was afraid, and said intermittently, "No."

After speaking, she shrank behind Shen Yue, her thin body trembling slightly.

Shen Yue's eyebrows became colder and colder, "Xinxi, he's not a toy."

Xinxi's expression turned cold, but her voice was still sweet, "Senior brother, don't worry, if you don't give it to me, then don't want it!"

The boy tilted his head and looked at the woman, his eyes were terribly dark.

The paper crane flew to the woman's fair fingers, and she didn't know what to say, and the woman left without staying too long.

In general, Xinxi takes care of the big and small matters of the sect, while Shen Yue spends most of her time practicing.

A disciple wanted to take the boy down to take a bath first, but the boy was holding on to Shen Yue's sleeve tightly, hiding behind her and not letting go.

The disciple stood there awkwardly with his head down.

Shen Yue wanted to pull him in front of her, but the boy huddled tightly behind her, not daring to come out.

Shen Yue felt a little helpless, waved his disciple to retreat, and took his hand to go to the bathing pool herself.

The boy's whole body was in the warm water, only his head was outside, and his pair of extremely black eyes stayed on the white-clothed fairy whose back was facing him.

I'm afraid that the fairy in front of him will disappear in the blink of an eye, and then return to his nightmarish life.

Until the body is washed clean, wearing a silky and soft light blue robe, and having a rich meal, everything here is like a dream.

Shen Yue sat on the soft couch, her sleeves were still being pulled by the young man, she said lightly, "What's your name?"

The boy was very thin, with dark yellow skin, and his black eyes were even more unpleasant.

He spoke intermittently and sounded very difficult: "I don't know."

No one has ever called his name. He has been an abandoned existence since he was born, living a life that is not as good as a pig or a dog. The one who is called the most is just a little beggar, a little bastard.

The immortal who covered his eyes with a white cloth was stunned for a moment, his slender white hands fell on his rough hair, and his voice was cold: "It's okay, from now on you will be called Ronghua."

System: [What route are you going to take? ]
Shen Yue: [Just follow the plot. ]
The original owner is not a good person either. In her original plot, she was really not good to the villain. The reason why she kept the villain by her side was also because of the prophecy. She knew that the villain had two magic bones, and it was best to stay by her side. It's safe, the reason for not killing the big villain is also because the demon god can't be killed at all, and there will still be reincarnation after killing, so you can't kill people every day.

But the original owner only thought about cultivation, and she didn't care about the villain's life or death.

The boy rubbed her hand subconsciously, and a trace of admiration flashed across his dim eyes.

"it is good."

Shen Yue took him to the side hall, and told the boy to lie on the bed obediently and covered with the quilt.

After setting him up, Shen Yue originally wanted to get up, but the boy grabbed her sleeves tightly, and he never let go of his grip.

Shen Yue was helpless, but she still sat by the bed and accompanied the boy.

After hearing the boy's gradual and gentle breathing, Shen Yue got up very lightly, and gently pulled back the sleeves.

As soon as he came out, the disciple guarding the door stepped forward and saluted: "Master, Elder Ye is waiting inside."

Shen Yue nodded lightly.

The disciple quietly raised his eyes, only to see the fairy with his eyes covered with a white cloth walking past him, his side face was cold and beautiful, his steps were slow and graceful, and he couldn't tell he was blind at all.

With a flick of his mind, the disciple hurriedly lowered his head, not daring to look at it presumptuously.

Elder Ye was drinking spiritual tea when Shen Yue arrived.

Elder Ye is a very kind-looking old man. He drank the tea in his hand calmly, and said after finishing drinking, "I heard that you brought someone back."

Shen Yue sat up straight and hummed lightly.

"The natural aptitude that you can fancy is good. You are not too young, and you should have been apprenticed, so that your Qingqing Palace will be lively and lively."

"Right on my mind."

Her skin was pale to the point of sickness, and her brows became colder and colder.

Elder Ye felt powerless, but there was nothing he could do, so he left after talking about the matter of recruiting apprentices.

Shen Yue went directly to the bedroom, and sat cross-legged on the bed to practice.

There was a soft sobbing sound from the side hall, and Shen Yue heard it all at once. She couldn't see her eyes, but her ears were very keen.

The spiritual energy slowly withdrew, and Shen Yue got up and walked out.

"Master, he's been crying all the time, and this disciple shouldn't know what to do." The disciple's face was full of perplexity. He had never raised a child before, and when he saw a boy crying, he became flustered.

Shen Yue waved him to go out first, and strolled by the bed, groping for the quilt.

As soon as Rong Hua saw Shen Yue, he grabbed her sleeve, he wasn't crying, he was just sobbing, it sounded pitiful and cute.

"Don't cry."

Snow-white fingers wiped his tears with gentle movements, as if treating a treasure.

After all, he was still just a child, but it was a pity that he became crooked when he grew up.

The boy rubbed his face against her hand helplessly, speaking with a strong nasal voice: "I'm afraid..."

Shen Yue's cold eyebrows were soft: "I'm here."

"Don't go, I'm afraid of being alone, okay?" The boy's face was full of tears, his eyes were red, and he was more energetic.

"it is good."

After all, he was still a child of five or six years old, and fell asleep again not long after.

This time Shen Yue didn't leave while he was asleep, but sat by the bed and watched over him.

Ronghua has never slept so well before, covered with a soft and fragrant quilt, wearing silky cloth clothes, and resting his head on a soft and fragrant pillow.

Suddenly like a dream.

He was a little reluctant to open his eyes now, but the silky cloth in his hand made him slightly stunned.

Opening his eyes suddenly, he saw that he was holding a corner of the snow-white cloth tightly in his hand, looking up along the snow-white, he saw the fairy whose eyes were covered by the white cloth.

His breathing gradually eased, the tip of his nose suddenly became sour, and tears flowed silently, he didn't dare to cry out loud, he was afraid that this immortal would find him annoying.

The immortal looks cold, but he treats him so well, no one has ever treated him so well.

--but

Will the immortal treat him so well all the time?
"Are you awake?" The cold voice interrupted the boy's thoughts.

Rong Hua hummed obediently, then got up from the bed, sat on his knees, and looked at Shen Yue at the same level.

　I'm afraid that half of them will be blocked, woo woo woo
　　
　
(End of this chapter)