Mistakenly Saving the Villain - Chapter 93

Mortal villages seldom cultivate aura and cannot practice.

After Bai Zihao painted the peacock picture, he found the joy of painting again. He listened to the sound of reading next door and made pictures at his desk every day. Kong Muhua often ran over to watch him draw, eat his snacks, and coax him to do all kinds of things, which made him jump, but his life became more interesting.

Little girls will grow up, and it is always difficult to run to men’s houses.

In order to avoid suspicion, Bai Zihao had to open the gate of the yard when Kong Muhua came and move the painting table to the shade of the trees in the yard.

When villagers passing by saw him painting, they would boast a few words, and often girls and daughters-in-law brought food and asked for embroidered pictures, and he couldn’t help it.

Kong Muhua likes to sit on a swing stand and drag him to chat while basking in the sun. For example, the **** at Granny Wang’s house doesn’t crow because he is broken in love. Two sparrows by the river are betting, whether there is a scarecrow or a farmer standing in the field…

Bai Zihao didn’t understand the fun of these things, but when he saw Kong Muhua smiling almost rolling, he couldn’t help but laugh.

He thinks Kong Muhua is a weird and cute girl who loves to be pretty. She always wears a mirror wherever she goes, and takes a photo when she has nothing to do. He doesn’t care about anything other than dressing and dressing, except for making skirts for herself. Not bad, other things are hard to say. He tried to help Bai Zihao with his work, then burned the kitchen, smashed the laundry club, collapsed the grape rack, and crouched at the mouth of the well while fetching water for most of the hour. Bai Zihao almost thought he was going to throw it into the well and rushed up. Pulled back, moved with affection, understood with reason, and persuaded for a long time.

Kong Muhua was shy: “I just think I am very beautiful in the well water. I want to see more.”

Bai Zihao: “…”

Kong Muhua: “Brother Zihao is also very beautiful, so you should look in the mirror more.”

Bai Zihao: “…”

He shouldn’t worry about this bear kid.

Bai Zihao tried to let Kong Muhua learn some culture, cultivate his sentiment, and be a beauty who is both internal and external. As a result, he directly broke three strings when playing the piano, broke two pens in painting, and wrote ghosts and symbols directly. Reading is about three lines of words. Sleeping, let alone poems and songs, he can’t even figure out the simplest allegorical words, and often makes ridiculous mistakes.

Meals are very edible. You can eat a whole pot per meal. The melon seeds knock quickly, and you can knock two catties at a time. I also love to eat locusts. I often catch a lot of them. Let Bai Zihao cook, fry half, roast half, and eat. It was extremely fragrant…Bai Zihao was urged by him to take a bite. Although the taste seemed to be okay,…they couldn’t bear it, so let’s forget it.

Bai Zihao is a little worried about the future of this bear child…

“It doesn’t matter. I am beautiful anyway. No one can look down upon me. If there is, he is blind. We don’t care about blind people.” Kong Muhua was fascinated by himself and encouraged Bai Zihao in turn, with strange golden sentences frequently:

“Doesn’t it prove that I am fragrant by attracting bees and butterflies? There are not a few bees and butterflies who are courteous, and they have no face to say that they are beautiful when they go out.

“How can I have any shortcomings? It’s just a little cute hobby.”

“Huh? If someone with good conditions looks at me, it’s because my charm makes him fascinated. Why should I be inferior?”

“I am so good and I am attracted to you. I think you are good-looking and charming. You should be more confident in your charm.”

“That idiot dare to say that a beauty like you is not good? Kick and change to someone sensible!”

“Brother Zihao, I am very sensible.”

“…”

Bai Zihao has been tossed by him in various tricks for several years. Not only has he recovered his childhood skills of climbing trees, picking fruits, and fishing for fish, he has also learned to roast insects, catch butterflies, fight vicious dogs, and fight gangsters without a teacher… The number of familiar villagers gradually increased, and from time to time they would follow them to see social operas to help them get down to the fields and grab the crops.

Later, the teacher in the village got old and fired from the school.

Bai Zihao became a new teacher at the request of everyone. The children liked his gentleness and attentiveness, admired his profound knowledge, surrounded him every day and gave him a lot of eggs, vegetables grown at home, and the mountains. The wild flowers… often have girls blushing at him. However, Kong Muhua likes to be jealous the most. He is a good hand at Gongdou Zhaidou, whether it is savage pursuit, implicit pursuit, sadness and pity, gentle and virtuous, coquettish and beloved, sow discord… all are there. Was subdued before the move.

Kong Muhua shook his flowered skirt, full of confidence: “Good things will be grabbed. If a man doesn’t even have the courage to face a rival in love, he will pick and choose. It is better to dig a hole and bury it. It’s useless to plant waste, Brother Zihao, are you right?”

The paintbrush in Bai Zihao’s hand paused. Over the years, he had become accustomed to Kong Muhua’s madness and no longer cared about it. However, after listening a lot and thinking about it carefully, some things were not rough, and gradually accepted some points of view. He smiled and asked, “What if you can’t grab it?”

Kong Muhua decisively: “If you can’t grab it, you will walk with your tail in a dingy manner, and still leave a shame?”

The love wars of their bird races are all like this, but they are not beautiful enough, and their skills are not as good as humans. What does it have to do with the robbed? Even the supreme gods must follow this rule. Males must fight for pets beautifully. They can also rely on strength to fight for beauty. They can kill their rivals, kill their hairs, and reduce the difficulty of fighting for pets. Any method can be used, but Don’t bully the person you like and speak bad words about him.

A bad person, why do you like him? If you like it, you should hold it in your palm. Why do you want to spoil it?

Kong Muhua finds it difficult to understand certain human behaviors.

Although the peacock is not a single-minded bird clan, he has a beautiful appearance and is an ancient great monster. He dislikes the behavior of ordinary peacocks to find a spouse at random. He just wants the best one. Unfortunately, he is picky for many years and fails to do so.

On that day, everyone thought that the **** would kill Bai Zihao. While watching the excitement, Kong Muhua saw that he was almost atrocities and his clothes were disheveled and a little pitiful, so he gave him an unnecessary robe to make him walk more decently on Huangquan Road.

Bai Zihaoming knew that he was dying, and thanked him very educatedly.

Kong Muhua suddenly became interested in this person.

Shenjun unexpectedly didn’t kill him, and arranged some strange tasks, so he volunteered to come. At first, he just thought it was funny, but the closer he got, the more heart-stirred he saw Bai Zihao’s beauty and the gentle temperament, just like the clear stream in the forest. He didn’t care much at first, but with With the passage of time, the goodwill will become more and more mellow. In the end, I can’t look away and become a habit. I want to stay by my side forever until the world is gone.

No wonder the scum who read all the flowers was also moved by this flower…

Good things should be started as soon as possible. When they return to the top of the immortality, there will be more competitors. Although he is confident in his beauty and strength, there are still a few ruthless characters that are not much worse than him, just in case Bai Zihao Do you like the domineering type of the Dapeng tribe, or the high-cold type of the Bifang tribe?

Kong Muhua is determined to seize the opportunity, pry the corner, and give the scum a green hat.

He patiently adjusted his appearance according to the age of human beings, and then at the age of eighteen, he changed himself back to his original appearance. Huarong, moonlike appearance, delicate waist, Yingsheng Yanyu, exhaled like blue, and also good at various dances, which harem is the enchanting concubine of the monarch. Fortunately, the Peacock tribe is good at illusion, he used illusion to hide it from the villagers’ eyes, and turned into an ordinary beauty, which didn’t cause a big sensation.

Bai Zihao himself is a beauty, and he is accustomed to seeing all kinds of stunning beauty. His aesthetics are a bit slow, and he didn’t realize what was wrong.

Kong Muhua has a variety of sultry methods, changing tricks every day to praise her sweetheart.

Bai Zihao was flushed with enthusiasm. Although he didn’t dare to come close, he had some secret joy in his heart. When he was a child, he always thought he liked women. He fantasized about finding a good wife, but before he had time to be tempted by women, Was deceived to sell it in Xiuxianjie. Later, he followed Jin Feizhen and confirmed that his body only had desires for females, he was ashamed of himself, and he didn’t dare to be tempted by girls.

He has never had a desire for women, nor has he thought about this aspect…

Now, he feels Kong Muhua’s affection, and he is moved, and his body feels. Does this mean… he can still be an ordinary man? It’s just that the girl he likes is tall, with a flat chest, long legs, and a cheerful personality. Sometimes she talks like a boy?

Bai Zihao took a cold shower to drive away the unrealistic fantasy in his mind.

He is a man with a male priest and cannot harm others.

Bai Zihao resisted the shame, found an opportunity, and confessed his past to Kong Muhua: “My Taoist companion is a man, I am used to being under a man… Therefore, I can’t be near you, we are not suitable…”

Before he finished his words, Kong Muhua kissed him on his face and said happily: “Your Taoist companion has not come back for so long. I am afraid that he will be beaten to death because of the flowers and grass outside. Don’t be a widow for him, think about me. …We try, and then we know that it is appropriate and inappropriate.” He is a dignified peacock demon with a strong ambition to win, no matter what.

Shenjun cut the scum thing to feed the dog, he looked at it, scoffed, the size of a human being is not enough…

He is very talented. Although he is inexperienced, this kind of thing relies on male instinct. He must be able to quickly and proficiently. He will serve Bai Zihao happily on the bed, and then defeat all competitors and become a new spouse.

The proud peacock is also full of fascinating self-confidence today.

Seeing that he knew his past, Bai Zihao still pursued it with such enthusiasm, moved and desperate, but he liked more and more in his heart. In order to restrain such feelings, he picked up calligraphy, regained his violin art, devoted himself to learning, and tried his best to concentrate on other things, ignoring Kong Muhua. However, Kong Muhua didn’t know what refusal was. There were so many tricks and misbehavings. He would build a ladder without a ladder. He could always find out the reasons why he couldn’t refuse and trick him into playing.

Sometimes, I would go outing; sometimes I would have a picnic; sometimes, I would go to the city to watch the lights; sometimes, I would row a boat in the river; sometimes, I would go to Jinghu to find peacocks…

I am happy every day with constant laughter.

Bai Zihao knew that this was wrong, but became addicted. He fell into laughter, obsessed with a happy life, and forgot all his troubles. He even greedily hoped that the ten-year appointment could be longer and time passed. Slower…

However, the more time is hoped to be slower, the faster I feel.

The messenger of the gods finally came.

That day, the door of the Confucian family was closed and Kong Muhua was not at home. Bai Zihao had to reluctantly put the farewell letter together with the golden peacock tail feathers on the painting table. In the letter, he passed his own life experience in shame, ridiculous His feelings, embarrassing marriage, and the future facing him, the unspeakable secrets are all written in detail, and then he is asked to forget himself and find a better happiness again… As for the secret and indecent Feelings, he hesitated for a long time, after all, it was not written on paper…

Bai Zihao followed the divine envoy, stepped onto the ship, and returned to the pinnacle of immortality…

With each step, the heart takes a heavier step.

He found that he hadn’t thought about Jin Feizhen for too long, and he couldn’t remember his appearance. He only remembered the pain of being tossed on the bed and being humiliated at will. He had tasted the real sweetness and happiness, only to realize that the candy given by Jin Feiyu after waving his whip was so bitter and unpalatable.

The Linghua mark on the collarbone was faintly hot, with indescribable pain.

He has been married to Jin Feizhen, so he has no choice. Jin Feizhen is an arrogant person and will never allow him to leave. If there is a heart of betrayal, he will be treated like the red bird that he has admired. Toys, ruined to death, he is not so strong, unable to bear such pain.

However, a lifetime is really long, he doesn’t know how to survive…

…

Bai Zihao walked into the main hall of the Immortal Summit with difficulty, and again crawled in front of the destiny master.

The gods ordered people to send a tray with a beautiful and exquisite dagger on the tray.

The dagger is very sharp, suitable for killing and self-defeating.

Bai Zihao smiled and shed tears. The gods kindly let him taste the sweetness before he died, met that lovely person, and understood what a real heartbeat is, it was enough. Now, he no longer wants to fall into endless pain, death is the best place to belong.

He gratefully kowtows three heads to the gods, and tremblingly picked up the dagger, turned the sharp blade, and aimed it at his heart. The red vine suddenly stretched out, entangled the dagger, stopped the next move, and then slowly pulled the blade away and turned its direction.

Shenjun finally spoke: “I will give you three choices.”

Bai Zihao raised his head in astonishment.

“You can choose to spend a lot of time with him in the dungeon.”

“You can choose to end your life, and I will let him live and die with you.”

“You can also choose to give up the principle, get rid of the shackles in your heart, and live only for yourself…”

The voice of the **** is like the whisper of a devil, directly poured into the deepest part of his heart, blowing away the mist, revealing a black door that he never dared to think of.

Bai Zihao looked at the dagger in his hand as if he saw the key to open the door.