My Husband Is the Villain

It was late at night, and the breeze was lingering, and the cool air and light water vapor at night were sent into the room with the breeze.

Lin Qingxu hugged the quilt tightly, stared at the blurred beams in the dark night, and meditated silently.

In the communication with the pastor tonight, she has both harvest and emotion.

The pastor said that not everything will develop in the best direction, but when all the things with the same probability are placed in one place, it is better to choose the one that you want the most.

What does she want?

Lin Qingxu put his arms under the quilt against each other in front of his chest, and asked himself quietly in a posture of embracing himself.

She is not a person with strong ambitions. She does not seek to change the world and become a highly anticipated existence. The only person she wants to change is Su Yan.

So all she wanted was to meet him again.

Lin Qingxu wanted things to go smoothly, to see Xu Yu in this life as planned, and Xu Yu knew the reason and purpose of her rebirth, and then asked him to bring her back to Su Yan, to change Su Yan and give up everything as soon as possible fate.

But after going through so many things, she can no longer be ignorantly happy.

Lin Qingxu can't forget that he was killed by Cui Yuying with his own hands, the muffled sound of a sharp dagger piercing his chest, the blood drained a little bit, and his consciousness will forever end in the regret of not seeing him again...

It wasn't the first time she felt the fragility of life, but it was indeed the first time she was so afraid of the passing of life.

She was fortunate enough to be able to come back to this world, and she had someone she desperately wanted to get back, but because of her physical fragility, her hands and feet were tied.

There are countless ways to find Su Yan, but she did not dare to try it too lightly.

Lin Qingxu hugged herself tightly, her lips and teeth bumping up and down with trembling.

In this world, her strength is too weak, and she has no ability to match others.

It's not that Lin Qingxu didn't have the thought of actively looking for Su Yan, but the human race and the demon race were opposed to each other, and she had no confidence that she could find him safely.

She didn't want her rare life to end in a foolish adventure, and had no choice but to wait. With the most desired expectations, waiting...

Lin Qingxu rolled over, bit his lip, and slowly closed his eyes while lying on his side.

When it comes to the connection with the immortal world, what Lin Qingxu can think of is not only the old man Xuyi, she also thought of her sister Lin Qingwan.

Lin Qingwan, a disciple of the Xuanqian Sect, one of the three major sects in the Xiuxian world, is very talented. He is the most dazzling rising star among the current disciples of the same sect, Chu Jue, and has become famous.

There was always discussion in the sect, but Lin Qingxu finally gave up the idea of ​​looking for Qingwan.

Once in Hehua Village, the two have only been together for a few months, but the feelings between the sisters are sincere. Lin Qingxu believed that Qingwan would not forget herself. If she knew her identity, she would definitely not turn a blind eye.

However, Lin Qingxu thought that it was not a good way to find Qingwan.

According to the news from the past few days, the confrontation between the Xiu Xian world and the demons has been settled. Qing Wan's identity is bound to stand on the opposite side of the demons. She doesn't know the true inside story, so she must hate the demons and is likely to stop Lin Qing Xu meets Su Yan, who is currently the Demon Lord.

Apart from this uncertain suspicion, of course, she has another thought.

Lin Qingxu wanted to become stronger and rely on his own abilities to become less easily slaughtered by others.

Whether in Lotus Village or a small town, someone has always sheltered her. At first, it was A-Niang Fangxiu who quietly paved the way for her step by step. Later, it was Su Yan who loved her, protected her, and tried to protect her from the wind and rain.

Now, the people around her are gone.

Losing the safe haven of long-term protection can make people feel anxious, but to another extent, it is a kind of growth.

She wanted to take the initiative to meet the storm.

Ten years, five hundred years, she silently swallowed these two numbers, and there was a strong hope in the sourness.

Eight years later.

The early birds swirled and jumped among the treetops, chirping with all their might, and the morning light only showed a faint brilliance, and the Luoqi Mountain, wrapped in the morning mist, was already a thriving scene.

"Qingqing, Qingqing, are you awake yet?" Zhou Wen leaned against the door panel to listen to the movement inside. The room was quiet, she sighed in a muffled voice, and couldn't help slamming the door a few more times.

Lin Qingxu's brain slowly reset from her sleep, and when she heard Zhou Wen's sweet voice, she sighed vaguely and said, "Xiao Wen, wait for me."

She turned over and got up, straightened her messy hair, suppressed the sleepy sleepiness in her mind, and opened the door to Zhou Wen. Afterwards, she turned around to the sink on her own, bent over, picked up a handful of clean water in the basin and threw it on her face.

The coldness spread through the pores of her face to the bottom layer of the skin, straight to the nerve endings, she thought for a while, and she finally woke up completely.

"Qingqing, what time did you sleep last night, wouldn't you meditate all night again?" Zhou Wen sat beside her bed naturally, dangling her feet to watch her wash her face, and asked her carelessly.

Lin Qingxu wiped off the remaining moisture on his face with a dry cloth, and replied slowly, "No, I slept for two hours, but I always dreamed and didn't sleep well."

"Dream?" Zhou Wen's dangling feet stopped, her eyes lit up and she jumped from the bed to her side, "Qingqing, what are you dreaming about, could it be..."

Zhou Wen smiled cunningly and winked at her with great connotation.

"..." Lin Qingxu put the cloth back on the shelf, reached out and grabbed Zhou Wen's cheeks that were dyed red by Qi Nian.

Zhou Wen let out a whimper, holding her hand and shouting for mercy, Lin Qingxu imitated her to smile, and while letting go, he turned around with a washbasin, and went out to fetch water.

"Qingqing, you will lose me like this!" Zhou Wen stomped behind her and shouted.

Lin Qingxu raised her eyebrows and turned her head with a charming smile.

Zhou Wen was like an arrow of Cupid, covering her chest and shouting at her, "Cheat, cheat..."

Lin Qingxu's body is now eighteen years old, which is in the youth of a young girl. Coupled with the effect of cultivation, her appearance is fixed at about fifteen years old.

When Lin Qingxu first became Mu Qingqing, he was black and thin at the age of ten. Even if he ate big fish and meat for a few days, he was still shriveled and thin without any effect.

Eight years later, the unfamiliar facial features have become familiar, and the image of malnutrition in the past has also changed a lot.

In front of the bronze mirror, Lin Qingxu looked at the figure reflected in it, and put his fingertips lightly on his cheek, unable to help trace it carefully.

Her skin is not as fair as Sai Xue's now, but an extremely healthy and lustrous wheat color. Her eyes are deep and piercing, and her eyebrows are slightly raised. She has a very heroic appearance.

If Lin Qingxu hadn't watched it for eight consecutive years, she would never have overlapped the person in the bronze mirror with herself, but even so, in her trance, she was still able to find her former self from the handsome and handsome features in the mirror. appearance.

Zhou Wen's pink and tender face suddenly appeared in the mirror. She pressed it against Lin Qingxu's head and smiled: "Why, Qingqing can still look at herself, so dumb?"

The person in the mirror curled his lips lightly, with a beauty that was enough to deceive people, and then the pale lips opened and closed: "Are you going?"

Zhou Wen suffered a knowing blow. She looked at Lin Qingxu's face that killed both men and women, and her heart was biting like thousands of ants. She wanted to hug her and take a bite.

Lin Qingxu stood up and looked at her: "If you dare to bite me again, we will decide!"

Zhou Wen immediately hugged her arm tightly: "How can I do that, hehehe..."

Lin Qingxu took the person who was half hung on his body and went to the canteen in the sect to have breakfast first.

Zhou Wen poked at the wowotou on the plate with chopsticks, looked up at the sky, and began to routinely doubt life.

"Qingqing, how can you still eat? Every day is a wowtou, boiled radish, boiled cabbage, I want to vomit!" Zhou Wen tried her best to suppress her voice in order not to make the aunt in the cafeteria sad. depressed.

Lin Qingxu glanced not far away and smiled at their aunt, maintaining the frequency of nibbling on the wowtou, and said expressionlessly: "Actually, I also want to vomit, but if I don't eat, I will be hungry, so let's eat."

After eating the same thing for eight years in a row, who taught me to eat without vomiting?

"What?" Zhou Wen's hand shook, and the tip of the chopsticks poking at the plate became unstable, almost poking out two small objects from the plate.

Zhou Wen hurriedly retrieved the two wowotou, looking dumbfounded at Lin Qingxu's appearance.

Lin Qingxu gave her a sympathetic look and said, "Since you still want to eat after talking, why don't you say it, eat it, child."

Zhou Wen looked at the two little devils lying obediently on the plate, and her heart was full of tears.

As Lin Qingxu said, even if she talked, she still had to finish it in order not to go hungry.

For a while, Zhou Wen secretly asked a senior brother in the alchemy pavilion to borrow a low-level fasting pill in order not to eat in the cafeteria.

Sure enough, she didn't feel hungry for half a month in a row. But half a month later, hunger engulfed her like a flood of beasts.

Zhou Wen, who was so hungry that she could swallow an elephant alive, understood bitterly why Pai Li made it clear that disciples who had not yet reached the inedia period were forbidden to use medicinal pills casually.

Eating pills casually will kill you!

Since then, Zhou Wen has continued to grieve the spring and the autumn because of her appetite, but she does not know that it is precisely because of her clear experience that she is trying to find a medicinal herb to help the hungry Lin. Qing Xu, completely dismissed the idea.

After finishing breakfast, the two returned to the medicine garden.

Lin Qingxu and Zhou Wen practiced in the sect to manage the medicinal fields, that is, planting medicinal herbs and spirits.

In ordinary land, the sowing, watering, fertilizer, weeding, harvesting, and planting of medicinal herbs that are required for farming are different and similar.

The herbs growing in the immortal world mainly absorb the spiritual energy between heaven and earth. As the manager of spiritual plants, Lin Qingxu needs to use daily spells to water them quantitatively, and use spiritual power to dredge the spiritual energy in the herbs to help them grow. .

At the same time, when the herbs grow to a certain period and enter the advanced stage, she also needs to use the wind and thunder technique to create different levels of advanced environments for them...

Lin Qingxu's memory of planting things still remains in Hehua Village. A-niang Fangxiu once gave her two acres of land to plant freely.

When she really came into contact with planting herbs, her eyes immediately darkened. How could she have thought that there would be so much attention to planting?

And her current master was even more indulgent than her grandmother, and directly threw a formula book for her, telling her to give her a small piece of spiritual field, and let her play freely.

Wasn't she blinded?

In that case, Lin Qingxu knew Zhou Wen who was about the same age as him.

Zhou Wen, like her, has dual roots in civil engineering, and her aptitude is not very good. Because she lived in the countryside since she was a child, she has a deep affection for planting things, and she did not hesitate when choosing a training direction.

Zhou Wen kindly and enthusiastically shared the bits and pieces of experience she had figured out with Lin Qingxu. Seeing that Lin Qingxu had planted all the sprouting spirit grasses to death, she would comfort her and help her find the reason... One to two, two This is how the solid and inseparable friendship between people is established.

Lin Qingxu performed the Water Dissolving Art as usual, and found that there were four two-tier spirit grasses fighting each other disobediently.

She sighed, seeing how they looked, it was impossible to divide them manually and naturally, she could only be patient, follow the vine branches of a long vine spirit grass with spiritual power, let it stretch and loosen little by little, and return to Long return.

Following the same procedure, after finishing the four annoying little things, a thin layer of fine sweat had already formed on her forehead.

Spiritual grasses have spirits, and even if they can't produce people's colorful emotions and consciousness, they do have basic emotions and anger. Just like the four spirit grasses that Lin Qingxu dealt with just now, obviously they are disgusted with each other. If one is unhappy, they will attack with low-level force value.

Lin Qingxu repeatedly feeds and pulls them every day, and, incidentally, comforts and comforts their injured hearts.

For example, now, the spring spirit grass that was finally rescued by her was drooping its leaves, and heartbroken, the twisted leaves were split more obviously, and it was clearly fighting for favor.

Lin Qingxu rubbed his forehead and resignedly used the Focusing Art.

The sun shines on the shiny leaves, and the shriveled leaves just now cocked up arrogantly, and the tips of the leaves swayed quite enjoyably in the gentleness of the sun.

Lin Qingxu's face was bloodied by its arrogant appearance, and she couldn't help showing her aunt's smile.

After soothing the heart of Aojiao Xiaocao, Lin Qingxu solved the problem of several similar battles, and slipped to the westernmost corner under the shadow of Lingtian, where there were five third-order Red Yingling Ganoderma lucidum that were being promoted.

Ganoderma lucidum has a special status among thousands of spiritual strains. Throughout the ages, all kinds of Ganoderma lucidum have amazing effects for thousands of years. Hongying Ganoderma lucidum is also a branch of Ganoderma lucidum, but it is a time-effective spiritual strain. The medicinal effect of Hongying Ganoderma lucidum is not as good as that of thousands of years of Ganoderma lucidum, but it is stronger than the same type of spiritual strain.

Correspondingly, its advanced success rate will be lower.

Lin Qingxu originally planted ten Hongying Ganoderma lucidum plants, but now, only half of them are left.

The other four died at the advanced stage, while the other one was too violent, pulling down the hatred value, offending the spirit plant next to it, even the other spirit plants that were half a meter away. Plants rushed to deal with it.

One night, it was jointly attacked. When Lin Qingxu arrived at the field the next day, the skin child was unable to recover, so Lin Qingxu could only dry it and donate it to the Medicine Pill Pavilion.

In order to prevent the advanced spirit plants from running out of the frame, Lin Qingxu will set up a small barrier around each spirit grass, which will make it easier for her to create an advanced environment for it in the barrier.

Today, it is stormy and rainy in the enchantment, and it is still sunny outside.

The five Hongying Lingzhi plants in the enchantment were attacked by the wind and thunder day and night, their whole bodies slumped and let the wind blow and thunder strike, but the roots were firmly stuck under the ground and remained motionless.

After Lin Qingxu checked the condition of each plant and found that there was no difference, he sent a few more formulas to the enchantment, and the thunder and rain instantly increased.

The poor little ones in the barrier shivered...

After dealing with everything, Lin Qingxu did not rest, meditated on the edge of the field, closed his eyes and took a deep breath, and started to practice.

The abundant spiritual energy circulated in her dantian, and after a few small weeks ended, she opened her eyes, and the pale blue sky was already dyed with rays of light.

She stood up and felt that the spiritual power circulating in her body gradually became clear. Looking at the distant sky, she couldn't help but sigh.

She stayed in Qishan School for eight years, and cultivated for eight years at the advantage of Lingtian, but now, her cultivation level can reach the late stage of Qi refining, and there is still a few years or ten years away from foundation establishment.

Alas, it really is a misunderstanding of qualifications!

After patrolling the field again and making sure that nothing was out of the ordinary, Lin Qingxu slowly prepared to go back.

Used to eating only two meals a day, Lin Qingxu was not too hungry. When she walked out of the field, she met Zhou Wen who ran out in a hurry.

Unlike the previous situation where she would scream and be hungry when she saw her, Zhou Wen smiled and looked at her without speaking.

Seeing her like this, Lin Qingxu's heart skipped a beat, guessing that there must be something wrong.

However, before she could stop her, Zhou Wen took the lead in pulling her arm, the volume was only enough for her to hear alone, and she leaned into her ear and said, "Qingqing, Senior Brother Muyang said that the Mid-Autumn Festival in the human world will be two days later. There is a lantern festival at night, how about he take us out secretly? Can we go together?"

Lin Qingxu took a breath and blurted out the words of rejection: "Of course... no."

The author has something to say: Keke Keke, the heroine is still a scumbag eight years later!

Everyone is guessing the identity of Mu Xiu, but goose...hehehe, I won't say.