Mistakenly Saving the Villain - Chapter 64

Song Qingshi’s spirit was extremely exhausted. He fell asleep, lying in Yue Wuhuan’s arms, like an octopus, lest the other party disappear, so he clung tightly and clung to it.

Yue Wuhuan once again tasted the feeling of being unable to move. Fortunately, the effect of the medicine was good and it was not too difficult. He wanted to try to lean sideways and adjust Song Qingshi to a comfortable posture, and then found that his waist was entangled, and he would press the opponent’s arm no matter how he moved, so he had to keep it as it was and dragged the quilt over with the blood king vine to cover it.

The Lord clings to people and can’t hold it…

Yue Wuhuan gently untied the hair band for the person in his arms, and loosened his long hair. The soft blue silk fell, mixing with the long hair he had already spread, and couldn’t tell each other.

He was playful, and while Song Qing didn’t notice it, he quietly picked up a strand of long hair, then braided it with his own hair, tried to tie a loose knot, appreciated the meeting with satisfaction, hid it in the hair, and set it aside. Pull it apart when you get up tomorrow morning.

The luminous beads closed, and the green gauze tent closed.

Yue Wuhuan stretched his arms around the person in his arms who was unsuspecting him, sniffing the scent of medicine that made him feel at ease, recalling those frantic and sweet kisses, and some unreal happiness.

This is exactly what he desires most.

In close companionship, there is only each other in the eyes, but they don’t cross the boundaries.

The Lord’s ruthless Taoism is stable, which means that no matter what he does, he has not moved that aspect of feelings.

Yue Wuhuan couldn’t help but laughed at himself. He was already a monster raised by Fengyue. He knew that his body and beauty could easily evoke the desires of men. He had seen all kinds of ugliness, as long as he looked at him, He understood what the other party wanted. He got used to it, and accidentally used provocative techniques in the kiss. It was too late when he found out. Fortunately, Song Qingshi was unmoved, and he was not evoked by the physical sensations he shouldn’t have.

Song Qingshi’s kiss is the simplest kiss, like a child seeking sugar.

People like him can feel the sweetness inside…

What if the ruthless Tao of the Lord is moved?

The more Wuhuan thought about it, he felt that he didn’t know enough about Ruthless Dao and needed to collect relevant information and study it carefully.

…

Song Qingshi got up in the morning and found that he had pressed people all night. He was a little embarrassed and gave a good morning kiss. Then he got up and hurriedly cleaned up, ran to the research room, and started a new round of toxicology research with all his energy.

The black death butterfly is highly toxic by contact. When Nie Duzun refined the poisonous spirit stone, there was no way to get rid of the impurities better. Now he has better purification techniques and techniques, which can increase the toxin of the poisonous spirit stone by five times, and adjust the auxiliary materials affected by impurities, and it is very likely that he will be able to kill the distracted monk.

The extraction of poisonous spirit stones is dangerous.

Song Qingshi didn’t dare to let his assistant touch him casually. He experimented time and time again in the research room alone, and made more than a dozen versions of petri dishes to breed flower insect bacteria that assist the spread of toxins. Only the flower insect bacteria and poisonous spirit stone were perfected. Combined, the black death butterfly is considered a success.

Yue Wuhuan sent the Blood King Teng in to see him several times, and when he saw that he was fully absorbed and had no time for him to care, he gave up.

He still has a lot of things to do. In addition to the account book and housekeeping, he also needs to strengthen the poison fog array, make more poison puppets, and design the Medicine King Valley as a fortress like a copper wall and iron wall as much as possible.

The fusion of more than a dozen petri dishes failed. Either the flower insect fungus lost its effect, or the poisonous spirit stone became less toxic…

Song Qingshi made a record of failure and was frustrated for three quarters of an hour.

He came out of the laboratory, and it was dusk. He rubbed his tired eyes, went to the school, and saw Qingluan leading the apprentices to do alchemy research, as if he was experimenting with a new formula.

Unfortunately, her experiment also failed, and black smoke came out of the pill furnace, and it also gave off a stench.

Qingluan was silent for a moment, allowing Rong Ye to record the failure process and results.

Rong Ye looked at the sky and said aggrieved: “Sister Qingluan, everyone is hungry, so let’s go eat first.”

Qing Luan refused: “Make a record first.”

Rong Ye didn’t understand: “Anyway, the results are all wrong, why do you want to record it? Look at this book, it’s all wrong, wrong, wrong, at least 70 or 80 times. Does it make sense?”

Ming Hong was opening his mouth and said: “This is what the Lord has ordered to do. Every time you try, you must write it down whether it is right or wrong.”

“The Lord must be very powerful,” Rong Ye heard that it was Song Qingshi’s explanation, and he dared not refute it anymore. He lamented while recording, “We are too stupid and always fail. Sister Qingluan said that Yaowanggu will pay for it afterwards. To accept apprentices, I have to hide this record book so that I can’t let the juniors and juniors see it, otherwise it’s useless to laugh at us.”

Qingluan was about to speak, but when she saw Song Qingshi walk in from the door, she hurriedly saluted.

The children stopped frolicking and stood well.

Song Qingshi smiled and took the notebook in Rong Ye’s hand, and flipped through a few pages: “You can’t hide mistakes, you have to put them in the laboratory, and keep them forever. When you study this drug in the future, you can eliminate the wrong plan… …Including all the experiments you have done before, and all the data must be saved, and we must figure out why it failed.”

Rong Ye blushed and murmured, “including the time I made the fried pill furnace?”

“Well,” Song Qingshi said with a smile, “So everyone will know that you can’t put pill yellow in the refining rejuvenation pill, otherwise it will fry the furnace.”

Rong Ye suddenly understood a little bit, but he still didn’t think thoroughly.

“Don’t be afraid of failure.” Song Qingshi looked at Qingluan’s experiment table and confirmed that there were no errors in the process. “In medical research, failure is the most common thing. Many people fail, failing hundreds of times, thousands of times. …Success is luck.”

Rong Ye asked cautiously, “Honorable Lord, will you fail too?”

Song Qingshi couldn’t help laughing: “Do you know the Shouxin Pill?”

“Know!” The children rushed to answer, their faces full of admiration, “This is the pill developed by the Lord in his early years, and it has a miraculous effect on the damage of the heart! Everyone said that the appearance of this pill was shocked. The world of cultivating immortals has changed the treatment method for heart and vein trauma, so the Lord is hailed as a genius alchemist.”

Rong Ye’s peach blossom eyes are full of worship: “The Lord is originally a genius, we are still far away.”

“You are wrong,” Song Qingshi told him with a smile, “I failed the development of the Shouxin Pill 3,672 times.”

Rong Ye was stunned.

“In the twenty-ninth row of the library, there are more than 600 record books stacked on the top, which is my record of failure in the past. I have done this kind of fried pill furnace many times,” Song Qingshi recalled an interesting past. , Couldn’t help laughing, “In the end, I dozed off and accidentally dropped oxaline into the formula, and it succeeded.”

He knows his IQ. Although he is a little smart, he is still far from being talented. He can only work hard and keep trying.

“Don’t be afraid of failure,” Song Qingshi saw Yue Wuhuan coming from Taohualin, and the smile in his eyes became more gentle. “Every time you fail, you are eliminating a mistake. As long as you don’t give up, you will always find the right answer. .”

Seeing that he was about to leave, Rong Ye couldn’t help asking, “Honorable Lord, will you still fail now?”

Yao Wang Xianzun is already a cultivator of Yuan Ying, the world’s number one doctor, everyone says that there is no pill that he can’t practice well, and patients who can’t be cured.

Song Qingshi stood at the door and looked back: “I have been failing.”

Under the golden glow of the evening, the gentleness on his face to that person had not had time to take back, and it fell in everyone’s eyes, as if he had seen the best feelings, which made people yearn and envy.

Song Qingshi walked towards Yue Wuhuan, and the two of them left talking and laughing.

Rong Ye looked at Yue Wuhuan, and once again remembered that beautiful shark pearl. Now this bead is tied to the new jade pendant around Wuhuan’s waist. The jade pendant is also the best dragon jade, white as gelatinous. There is a golden pattern in the middle, like a golden dragon hidden in the clouds, with a touch of water aura, which can nourish the wood meridians.

Last night, Immortal Wuhuan took a long break in Fuling Palace? Changed a new jade pendant today?

Sister Qingluan always said that the relationship between Immortal Wuhuan and the Lord is not that kind of relationship, so please don’t talk nonsense. Ming Hong and Qingyun both believed that sister Qingluan said that Wuhuan Immortal Chang and the Lord were in the bedroom talking about academics, doing math problems, and studying formations… Sometimes because it was too late, they were too lazy to go back and change beds, so they slept. together.

He had raised an objection implicitly.

Ming Hong didn’t understand at all: “What can two big men do?”

Rong Ye was almost dizzy: “Have you forgotten that you were almost sold?”

“How can there be so many good-looking guys in the world? We don’t have these messy things in Yaowanggu,” Minghong is a typical example of healed scars and forgot to hurt. He thought of those disgusting things, his face was dark, and he resolutely defended his benefactor. Character, “Our Lord is by no means that kind of person! He will not do disgusting things to Brother Wuhuan!”

Rong Ye’s mouth twitched…

There are actually several pairs of same-sex couples in Yaowanggu, but Minghong can’t see all of them, and when he sees them, he thinks they are good friends. Even Rong Ye himself has a preference for men, and from time to time someone will show his favor to him. So he didn’t like going to the big bathhouse used by the medicine servants, and didn’t like being seen by others. Ming Hong didn’t realize his friend’s orientation. Not only did he rush to the big bathhouse without a second thought, but also made appointments with him several times, saying that it was comfortable to take a hot spring…

If it weren’t for him to know that this product looks cold, it is actually a emotional fool, and he might have misunderstood it.

He Qingyun once said that someone had thoughts about Minghong in the bathhouse and intended to take advantage. Then Minghong mistakenly thought that the other party was provoking, and coupled with some disrespectful words towards Qingluan in the other party’s mouth, he dragged the person out and beat him hard. After a meal, I didn’t get out of bed for half a month. From that day on, it seemed that no men wanted to hook him up, but there were more girls in the Medicine Servant who had a crush on him.

Why are all his friends stupid? !

Rong Ye was in a hurry…

He decided to rely on himself.

During Yaowang Xianzun’s retreat, the more Wuhuan was in charge of all resources, he could see that Yue Wuhuan had no interest in women, and had thought about hooking up, so he could change some cultivation medicine. However, Yue Wuhuan’s grimace really scared him, and he couldn’t make up his mind. In addition, Qingluan’s sister was crazy to add homework for them during that time, and he couldn’t finish how to do it, so he stopped thinking.

He knows that the more Wuhuan is extremely smart and capable, he is trusted, and does not expect to receive the same treatment.

He just wants to use his beauty for some benefits and finish building the foundation…

If he could become a real monk, his mother would never call him bad life, right?

Rong Ye was full of heart.