Mistakenly Saving the Villain - Chapter 94

Bai Zihao held the dagger, struggling inwardly.

He left Jinfeng Villa and spent ten years with normal people. Reminiscing about the things he had done, he was ashamed. He couldn’t understand why he was caught in a gu, lost the ability to distinguish, and believed in those absurdities. At the request of Jin Feiyu, he served him wholeheartedly, abided by the rules of Jinfeng Villa, satisfies all his evil tastes, learned to indulge his desires, proactively ask for pleasure, and did a lot of sordid things to please him. Pay for their feelings.

Bai Zihao was about to cry stupidly by his past self.

He didn’t want to see Jin Feiyu anymore, he didn’t want to live a life full of humiliation. However, Jin Feiyu would rather he die than to lift the Linghua Dao seal and let him be free.

Jin Feizhen’s superficial skills are very good. Most people in the world of immortality can’t see the humiliation and torment he suffers in private. They only see the handsome and golden Yuan Ying monk’s love for him in every possible way. Splurge the spirit stone casually, buy whatever you want, and kill all the people who framed him and bullied him, and even blocked the attack of the flame wolf for him. Gifts at the banquet of the **** partner are even more like a magic ship. There are countless rare and precious treasures in the delivery of the magic ship, envy the eyes of the people of the world, and they all say that he is lucky…

No one knows how much he paid for such “lucky”.

It would be fine if Jin Feizhen died, but he was still alive, jailed, and his fate was miserable.

Bai Zihao can imagine his reputation after abandoning the Taoist couple, ungrateful and hard-hearted… and he also knows that although Jin Feizhen has a distorted personality and expresses his emotions in a way that makes people disagree, he is really moved. He was injured back then. On the verge of death, Jin Feizhen was crazy, staying with him endlessly…

He was a little bit cruel to kill.

Bai Zihao was stunned, he realized that he was thinking about the third option unconsciously. He was faintly looking forward to Jin Feizhen’s death, but he was afraid of gossip, fear of being indifferent, afraid of being a murderer…

He desperately restrained his thoughts with morality, and wanted to consider the second option, but a secret and terrifying reason appeared in his heart, like the devil, tempting him:

“I’m not a bad person, I’m just forced to do it, not really killing people…”

“He won’t live long, I’m helping him relieve the pain…”

“When he is dead, I can hide my name and start a happy new life…”

“I still have a lot of paintings that I want to paint but haven’t finished painting…”

“…”

The dagger in his hand became tighter and tighter.

Bai Zihao raised his head hesitantly, looked at the god, and asked for help: “I have never killed anyone, I, I don’t understand…”

The king asked the Blood King Vine to take out the account book that had been prepared and handed it to his hand, and chuckled softly: “You will understand.”

Bai Zihao took the account book inexplicably and found that it was something that was missing.

Back then, he knew that Xie Que had brought the bandits to kill the mother who depended on each other. He was furious and wanted to take revenge.

Jin Feizhen felt unhappy when he saw his tea and rice. He was so depressed and comforted for a long time. He sent someone to take the head of Xie Que to make him happy. Although he found that Xie Que had been killed by Yao Wang Xianzun, he was still moved by this heart…

Jin Feizhi always said that this is the proof of loving him.

Every time he listened to this, he would give up the bottom line and be compliant.

However, why is the account book that is missing in the hands of the gods?

Bai Zihao looked at the Blood King Vine swimming next to him, and then at the phoenix eyes of the gods, his brain exploded.

The king suddenly appeared. Everyone guessed his origin. Although Yue Wuhuan and the king had the same blood king vine, their power was far different and their identities were so different that they could not be connected. Everyone guessed that it was. A certain ancient **** exited…

Now, Yao Wang Xianzun killed Xie Que and got the account book, and then the account book fell into the hands of the gods, Bai Zihao had to think of the relationship between the two…

Yue Wuhuan has a deep-seated hatred of Jinfeng Villa, and those sects that the gods destroyed in the first batch, regardless of righteousness and evil, have more or less people who have come to Jinfeng Villa as a guest, have received kind hospitality, and may have participated in the confrontation. Unhappy…

Bai Zihao remembered the forgiveness of the gods to Brother Matthew again… Brother Matthew was not a good thing, but he did something that everyone took as a joke. After drunk, he scolded the guys who played the more unhappy and said They were too much, shameless beasts, for this they spoiled the interest of the guests and were given a whip.

Everyone, everything, the less joy they remember.

Grace repays gratitude, revenge revenges, there is no evil spirit in the immortal summit.

This is great……

Bai Zihao was very happy. He had had many beautiful dreams. In his dream he was a white bird. He tried to open the cage door, flapping his wings, bravely rushing into the wind and rain, awkwardly chasing the proud red shadow.

When the news of Yue Wuhuan’s death and tragedy came, he was very sad. He felt that what he wanted most was broken, and he was even lost for a while. He felt that any resistance was meaningless, so it was better to admit his fate.

However, Yue Wuhuan did not die, and he came back.

The beautiful red bird flies higher and more free…

Bai Zihao found the pillar in his heart again.

He can be strong, don’t despair!

Bai Zihao wiped away fragile tears, opened the account book, and looked at it line by line in earnest.

Xie Que wrote the account book in great detail, including each child’s name, physical characteristics, and sales price.

Some of them are special orders, which are customized slaves of major customers, with various demanding requirements written on them, including appearance, personality, spiritual roots, cultivation base, etc…

Among them is a special order from Jinfeng Mountain Villa. The customer specified that he wants a boy with a single spirit root, a beautiful appearance, a clean body, no blemishes, a kind and gentle personality, and a well-behaved and weak personality. It is best to have no father or mother, no care, because the customer wants to personally tame a perfect slave who belongs to him physically and mentally.

Bai Zihao widened his eyes in disbelief and looked at the name in the cargo pallet. He finally understood something that he didn’t understand before-why Xie Que didn’t just kidnap him and sell him, instead he wanted to make a roundabout way to sell him. His mother was killed, and then appeared before him as a savior.

This account book gives the answer.

Bai Zihao watched for a long time, and laughed frantically, out of breath, he was laughing at the stupidest man in the world, laughing at his kindness and cowardice, laughing at his innocence and gentleness, laughing at love and loyalty… these things are in the devil. What’s the use in front of me? All is worthless rubbish!

He understood all the meaning of the gods.

Bai Zihao slowly stood up from the ground, straightened his hair, condensed the darkness in his eyes, and showed the softest smile again. He gratefully bowed to the gods and hid the dagger in his sleeve, and then he did not hesitate. The ground followed the demon repairer who led the way to the dungeon of the immortal pinnacle.

…

In the dark dungeon, two bright lamps lit up.

The heavy chains passed through the pipa bones and leg bones and nailed Jin Feizhen tightly to the wall. His handsome appearance was tortured into ugly ugliness, his strong figure became skinny, his hair grayed out, and his body was covered with terror. The scars, rot appeared in many places, but there were precious immortal medicines hanging on their lives, even if they wanted to die, they could not die.

Although the will of the monk is stronger than that of the mortal, such torture has long exceeded the limit of endurance. Jin Feiren’s feeling of pain has been numb, and he is groggy every day, looking forward to the arrival of death.

Gentle fingertips glided across his cheeks, and he gathered his messy hair. Someone carefully dipped his veil with some water, moisturized his lips, and slightly awakened his mind.

Jin Feiyu opened his eyes hard and found the person standing in front of him. He couldn’t help but smile: “Am I dreaming again?”

“No,” Bai Zihao’s voice was very soft, with a hint of sympathy, and he fed him some water, “I miss you, so I begged God’s grace to come in and see you…”

“How did you ask for it? Forget it, don’t talk about it…” Jin Feiyu didn’t want to think about this issue anymore. He knew that Bai Zihao was weak and kind, he didn’t have much prospects, and he had cultivated for so long to build a foundation. After losing his support, he could let him Those **** demon repairs are satisfied with the body.

Although he was a little uncomfortable, he didn’t care about the green hat so much after playing so many slaves. Now that he has nothing, not even a man, Bai Zihao still tries his best to come in and take care of him. Obviously, he has taken him in his heart for many years. This affection moved him very much.

Bai Zihao looked at him, hesitant to talk.

Jin Feiyu softened his expression and asked, “Do you want to ask me anything?”

Bai Zihao smiled and asked, “Did you miss me all these years?”

Jin Feizhi said, “I think about it every day.”

Bai Zihao asked cautiously: “Really? I always feel that I am in your heart…not important.”

“Important.” Jin Feiyu looked at his body greedily, looked at his beauty, wanted to touch, but was restricted by the chain, unable to move, now he is a prisoner, he has already lost the spirit of the year, he knows I couldn’t live long enough, fearing that I would never see each other again, so I told a lot of the feelings buried in my heart, wanting to leave the last mark in Bai Zihao’s heart, “In the beginning, I only treated you as a beautiful slave, but , You are so beautiful… The more you get along, the more you like it. Later you used a weak body to block the sword for me, almost dying, I understand how important you are in my heart. Therefore, I marry you desperately .”

Bai Zihao touched the Linghuadao seal on the collarbone, and said aggrieved: “You always bully me, I think you don’t like…”

Jin Feizhi quickly defended: “If I don’t like it, how can I stop Yanlang for you?”

“That’s right,” Bai Zihao thought for a while, and laughed, “I finally understand that you are a big badass, knowing that I am very good and attractive, so he deliberately bullied me and said bad things about me so that I dare not dare. Leaving you, staying by my side obediently, falling in love with you, belong to you, right?”

Jin Feizhen thought his tone was coquettish, and smiled: “You found it.”

Bai Zihao gently grabbed his head and placed it on the edge of his neck, blocking all his vision, and reconfirmed seriously, “Fei Yu…Do you still love me now?”

Jin Feizhen replied sincerely: “Love, the only person I have loved in this world is you.”

“Fei Shi,” Bai Zihao’s eyes gradually darkened, his body trembling slightly with excitement, “I’m really happy.”

The sharp dagger finally pierced out of the sleeve and plunged into Jin Feizhen’s lower abdomen. Jin Feizhen’s eyes widened and he was so shocked that he couldn’t speak. He couldn’t believe the Taoist companion who had given his sincere heart to him. He was obedient and obedient, a beautiful young boy who was so kind that he would not even dare to kill a rabbit, he would kill himself by himself.

Bai Zihao drew out the dagger, pushed Jin Feizhen away in disgust, still spurting with blood, splashing all over his body, but his heart was calm.

Killing is not difficult at all.

Although he has never killed anyone before, and he doesn’t know how to kill, this does not prevent him from poking and scribbling instinctively, just as Jin Feizhi knows what to say can hurt his heart. Knowing what to say can make the other person’s heart the most painful:

“I have never liked you as a scumbag. I met someone I really like.”

“I like him so much. I like you ten thousand times. I want to stick to him and marry him every day.”

“What kind of man are you? You don’t even have that stuff, ugly!”

“He is better-looking than you, more interesting than you, cuter than you, and better than you!”

“He let me know what real happiness is.”

“You dare to miss me and love me, it’s so ridiculous.”

“You don’t even have the qualifications to die. Stay in the soul lamp and watch my happy life with others.”

“I accompany him every day, do you want to know how we play?”

“…”

The physical torture did not make Jin Feizhen completely succumb. However, Bai Zihao’s words broke all the lines of defense in his heart, the baby bird in his palm flew away, the heart of giving was trampled on the ground, and the Taoist companion was happy in the arms of others…

He is an extremely arrogant man, so he can’t bear such a shame more than others.

The breath of life is gradually disappearing, and the magic circle arranged in the dark emits a faint brilliance, imprisoning the soul.

At the last moment when he closed his eyes, he saw Bai Zihao take the eternal lamp on the wall and burn it fiercely on the diamond flower mark on his shoulder blade with candlelight. The flesh was burnt, and the last trace he left was removed. Then he left the dungeon without looking back.

He will stay in the soul lamp, savor the taste of shame forever.

…

Bai Zihao walked out of the dungeon covered in blood and squinted his eyes. He felt that the sky was blue and the bright sunlight was a bit dazzling.

The figure of Shenjun was not far away, looking at him quietly.

Bai Zihao knelt down again and thanked him. He asked the question that had been buried in his heart for many years: “How can I become as brave as you? Don’t be afraid of anything.”

Shenjun turned and left: “Use your own feet, stand up.”

Bai Zihao was stunned, stood up, and quickly followed in his footsteps.

He no longer needs emotional charity and no longer depends on others’ salvation. He will use his best to tear the cage of happiness on his own, strengthen his wings, and then closely follow behind the red shadow.

The birds will always be free.