General is a Villain

Yi Xiaoqiao always thinks that the whole qingdie sect is a liar.

Down to the silly goods of Chaoyun and up to the glittering aunt, they are all liars.

And it's the kind of liar who exudes the smell of a liar from the inside to the outside.

Anyway, she felt that she didn't want to believe a word they said.

"What's the matter? The saint doesn't believe me?"

Yi Xiaoqiao glanced: "is my dislike really so obvious?"

Aunt Jin: "

Fortunately, aunt Jin was well-educated and didn't get angry. She smiled and said, "the saint has just returned to qingdie religion. It's normal to have doubts. I don't believe we are also normal, but it doesn't matter. The old slave has prepared some things. The saint will naturally understand whether what the old slave said is true or false!"

She said, took out a small book from her arms and handed it to Yi Xiaoqiao.

Ordinary pamphlets are plain and plain, and even the cover is a little damaged.

She opened a page and it said, secret record of qingdie sect.

Yi Xiaoqiao was a little speechless. After opening it for a while, his eyebrows frowned. The green butterfly sect was really a life-saving sect, and its medical skills were very good. The people they saved were all over the three countries, regardless of countries.

Qingdiejiao does not belong to any of the three countries. They are independent outside the three countries, which is more like an existence beyond the secular world.

Every generation of saints are highly skilled doctors. In the view of qingdie religion, their saints are not from life, but from heaven. They exist like gods.

Therefore, their selection of saints is random and not handed down from generation to generation. As aunt Tongjin said, the marks on their bodies are gifts given by heaven. No one knows where they come from, but every generation of saints have such marks without exception, and one of these marks must disappear before another appears, never at the same time.

This sign is mysterious and awe inspiring. It has always been regarded as a sacred object by qingdie sect. It is an inviolable and blasphemous existence.

Yi Xiaoqiao read the complete biography. It was completely dark.

Seeing her sitting beside the bed in a daze, Mu Yi'an smiled and asked, "how do you feel after reading it?"

"It feels like reading a fantasy novel." Yi Xiaoqiao gave a pertinent evaluation.

What goddess, and birthmarks, birthmarks or gods, isn't this a fantasy novel? It's all superstition.

"These things are recorded by their own sects, and there are some colors of worship for saints, so it's normal to exaggerate a little, but you don't have to care too much." Mu Yi'an brought a bowl of medicine and said, "drink."

As soon as the medicine approached, Yi Xiaoqiao smelled a strong bitter taste. She subconsciously shrunk her neck, covered her mouth and nose and asked, "what's this?"

"Medicine."

"What medicine?" Yi Xiaoqiao sniffed it and shrunk again: "it doesn't taste the same as the medicine I usually drink."

Since she was injured, Lin Yi has prescribed a lot of tonics for her. Yi Xiaoqiao has been taking them all the time, but the taste of this medicine is obviously different from that medicine.

"This is an antidote."

"Detoxification?" Yi Xiaoqiao's head flashed an aura. She was stunned and asked, "what kind of poison?"

"Good."

"Lin Yi is so powerful that he has studied the antidote so quickly?"

"That's not true. This medicine is not the antidote."

"Not an antidote... Test article?"

"After all, we don't know what that poison is made of, so we can only try it tentatively."

Yi Xiaoqiao shrunk his neck and refused in his heart.

Mu Yi'an stirred the juice and tasted it: "it's bitter, but it should be useful."

Yi Xiaoqiao was anxious and hurriedly pressed his hand: "what are you doing? You can taste the antidote. You're not afraid of poison!"

"It's okay." Mu Yi'an smiled: "this medicine is a little too bitter. I don't know if you can stand it."

This is an antidote. Whether it's bitter or not!

Yi Xiaoqiao glared at him angrily: "are you stupid or stupid? What if the antidote is to fight poison with poison? You dare to drink it. What's more, it's three poisons. What do you want me to do if it poisons you!"

"You will live and die with me." Mu Yian smiles.

Yi Xiaoqiao stared at him, twisted his body and angrily said, "who wants to die with you!"

"Angry?"

Yi Xiaoqiao is really angry. She usually has a minor illness and disaster. Mu Yian gives her some medicine. She feels very happy. After all, it means that he cares about himself, but the antidote is different from the usual medicine. If Mu Yian goes down and poisons himself, what will she do then!

"Don't be angry. I know it's poisonous. How can I be so stupid?"

Yi Xiaoqiao looked back at him.

"I know it's not poisonous."

"Then you can't take medicine casually."

"I know." Mu Yi'an smiled and finally added, "I'm happy to test the medicine for you."

Yi Xiaoqiao glared at him angrily, took the medicine bowl and drank it up.

This medicine is very bitter. After drinking it, Yi Xiaoqiao coughed violently, and Mu Yian quickly brought water to rinse her mouth.

"Be careful."

Yi Xiaoqiao rinsed his mouth and ate another sugar as relief. Only then did he relax and rest in Mu Yian's arms.

Mu Yi'an put his arm around her shoulder and patted gently, as if he were coaxing the child to sleep.

Yi Xiaoqiao was a little impatient at the beginning and patted his hand: "don't coax children, OK!"

Mu Yi'an smiled: "you are not a child, or a silly child who likes to make trouble."

Yi Xiaoqiao stared at him.

Mu Yi'an gently kissed her lips and whispered, "well, I'll hum a song to you. Have a rest earlier."

His voice seems to come from ancient times, with the power of penetrating time and space, gentle and inexplicable peace of mind. Yi Xiaoqiao gradually relaxed and fainted. It's really interesting that Mu Yian, a senior general, can hum a "Lullaby".

She found a comfortable position and leaned against Mu Yi'an's arms. She just felt her eyelids getting heavier and heavier. Finally, she fell asleep.

Mu Yi'an stopped humming and patted her on the shoulder: "Little Joe?"

Only Yi Xiaoqiao's deep breath answered him.

"Are you asleep?"

Yi Xiaoqiao also didn't answer.

Mu Yi'an helped her lie down and covered her with a quilt. He made sure that Yi Xiaoqiao was asleep, so he quickly walked out.

Yu Heng had been waiting outside the door. Seeing him coming out, he hurried to meet him.

"Lord."

"Are you ready?"

"Ready, make sure those people come back."

Mu Yi'an narrowed his eyes slowly, and his eyes were full of killing intention: "well, I'll see if it's his powerful means or I'm better."

At this time, the sky was completely dark. It was deep, dark and dark. In the dark air, it seemed to be stained with Su Sha, which made people shudder.