My Husband Is the Villain

Lin Qingxu got up from the bed and opened the door for Zhou Wen.

Zhou Wen, who stood by the door for a while, held her thin coat tightly, and without waiting for Lin Qingxu to ask anything, she nimbly slipped into the room along the crack of the door.

"Qingqing, it's the last night today. I'll sleep with you." Zhou Wen was in good spirits, and climbed up to the bed by the moonlight that penetrated into the room. When Lin Qingxu recovered, she had already covered herself. The quilt took up half of the bed.

Lin Qingxu looked up at the bright moonlight outside the window, and closed the door tightly: "Why, you can't sleep happily when you are going to Chengxianzong?"

Zhou Wen, who took up half of the pillow, raised the corners of her mouth. Seeing that she came over and hurriedly lifted the quilt for her, Lin Qingxu lay down and listened to her say, "No, of course I still like our Qishan faction the most." She laughed He smiled and said, "But, I've been in the Xiuxian world for more than ten years. Is this the first time I've been to another place?"

Knowing that Lin Qingxu's next sentence could demolish her stage, Zhou Wen immediately added: "Sneak down the mountain and go to the human world doesn't count!"

Lin Qingxu laughed, and reached out to give her more of the quilt.

"Qingqing, what about you?" Zhou Wen said again, "How do you feel about going to the Inheritance Sect? Are you happy?"

Zhou Wen is a real 18-year-old girl. She has a shallow mind and doesn't like to play tricks, and she doesn't easily speculate about others. Communicating with her always makes Lin Qingxu a lot easier.

Lin Qingxu thought about her question seriously and replied, "I think it's almost the same."

Whether Qishan Sect or Chengxian Sect, it was just a place for her to rest temporarily.

Zhou Wen was not satisfied with her answer without the slightest bit of surprise. She pursed her lips and thought for two or three seconds, then her eyes suddenly turned, and she resolutely stretched out her magic grasp at someone who was in the same bed.

"Xiaowen!"

Lin Qingxu's waist was twisted in a weird shape, she squeezed Zhou Wen's hands that were still trying to make a mess, and shouted her name through gritted teeth.

"Hey hey... Qingqing, you are really sensitive." Zhou Wen sighed with emotion.

After touching the waist, the topic completely turned to the direction of no shame or impatience.

"Qingqing, how lucky do you think your future husband should be." Zhou Wen licked her face, leaning against Lin Qingxu's ear and grinning, "Our family Qingqing is so handsome and charming, and her body is soft, even a man can do it. I can't take it anymore."

Lin Qingxu reached out and moved her head away: "Don't talk nonsense, go to bed quickly."

"What's the hurry, I'm not sleepy at all now, Qingqing, let's continue talking." Seeing Lin Qingxu closing her eyes and pretending not to hear, Zhou Wen deliberately leaned into her ear again, "Speaking of Qingqing, you didn't accept Mu Xiu. Senior brother, I don't think you have any interaction in the past two days?"

Lin Qingxu had seen Zhou Wen's abrasive character all these years ago, and knew that if she ignored her, Zhou Wen would be able to grind her until she finally spoke, so she could only speak coldly: "Don't talk nonsense, I asked senior pastor, he do not like me."

"I don't like it!!" Zhou Wen screamed, almost overturning the roof.

Lin Qingxu resisted the urge to slap her on the top of her head, and listened to her madly whispering in her ears as if she had found the words: "How could Senior Brother Pastor not like you? Qingqing, did you say something to refuse in advance? If so, that's why Senior Pastor Xiu so logically went on to say that he doesn't like you? Hurry up and hurry up."

Lin Qingxu thought about the scene that night and quickly rejected the answer.

"No, the pastor said that he has nothing to do with me." After she finished speaking, she thought about it, and then added a few words, "Maybe it is because I am handsome and frail that he was born. Pity is special to me."

Zhou Wen shivered with an aversion to the cold, her voice trembling: "Qingqing, you said these words so hard, why am I so cold?"

Lin Qingxu pursed her lips and smiled, looking at Zhou Wen with a sweet smile.

Zhou Wen: "..."

Zhou Wen's thoughts of gossip were scattered, and she knew that Mu Xiu was not in love with Lin Qingxu, so the topic stopped there. She also actively chatted with Lin Qingxu about some news about Chengxianzong from her brothers and sisters. When she couldn't hold it any longer, she said good night to Lin Qingxu in a daze.

...

The moonlight is bright tonight, and softly shines into the house through the thin window screen, and all the furnishings in the house are plated with a layer of cool silver.

Zhou Wen's sudden arrival interrupted her sleep, but Lin Qingxu would lose sleepiness instead.

Zhou Wen's breathing calmed down next to her, and a smile flashed across Lin Qingxu's lips. She couldn't give birth to any disgust at this girl who suddenly ran over to interrupt her sleep, but now she sleeps like a pig.

In the past eight years, Zhou Wen can be said to be an adjustment in her life.

Zhou Wen has a lively personality, a strong sense of presence, cheerful and optimistic, which also affects her mood to a certain extent.

From the time before the resurrection, the demons attacked the town on a large scale, and the Su family was attacked. She saw with her own eyes that Yu’s Su Rong and a group of servants died tragically on the spot, and were killed by Cui Yuying of the demons. Between the cracks, she learned about Su Yan's fate in the last life from the old man Xu Yu's mouth, and tried to change the resurrection to change his fate; and later, she learned that after returning to five hundred years, an unknown accident may have occurred in the middle of the reverse of time and space... Too many things happened.

Today, she is slowly becoming stronger, but her heart is still not strong enough. Zhou Wen's innocent optimism dispelled her inner gloom and made her believe that the future will always be better.

It only took two hours to leave the Qishan faction and arrive at the Chengxian Sect.

"Qingqing, the Chengxian Sect really deserves to be the big sect in the world of cultivating immortals!" Zhou Wen looked at the immortal Chengxian Sect not far away, and whispered to Lin Qingxu.

Lin Qingxu raised his eyebrows playfully, and whispered, "Xiaowen is so envious? I wish I could come here earlier, right?"

Zhou Wen's heart was poked, thinking that the head of the surrounding and all the uncles were still there, how dare to admit it directly, she shook her head like a rattle: "I'm envious, I'm envious, of course my favorite is the Qishan faction!" , she lowered her voice again, "It's Qingqing, I'll tell you quietly, small sects like us still need to prepare mentally in advance."

Seeing Lin Qingxu condensed, she said, "They are from a high school and a big school. Maybe they are high-minded, and they will deliberately bully our little-known small school."

Zhou Wen's envy of the Inheritance Sect is true, but that's just a tendency toward higher-level affairs. Although the Qishan Sect is small, the disciples in the sect get along harmoniously, and the environment is incomparably free and leisurely. To let Zhou Wen choose, she can go to the Inheritance Sect to see the world, but if she wants to stay in practice for a long time, of course she still chooses the Qishan School.

Lin Qingxu looked at her and nodded in response.

After entering the Chengxian Sect, Lin Qingxu realized that it was not only the Qishan School that belonged to the Chengxian Sect. In front of them, there is a small sect leader leading the disciples, who are being assigned places by the consul elders of the Inheritance Sect.

Although the disciples of the Qishan faction knew that they would temporarily return to the Inheritance Sect, they did not expect such a situation. But seeing the head Li Huanying and several elders of the faction calm and composed, everyone was calm, organized the team, and waited for the arrangement of others. .

It can be said that they came to seek refuge to a certain extent this time, and they naturally couldn't help themselves.

The disciples in the school were divided into three parts according to the training direction, and the disciples of the Inheritance Sect were brought into the new training ground.

The one who came to lead Lin Qingxu and the others was a kind-faced senior sister, who led them out of the disciple hall and introduced them with a smile: "I'll take you to the medicine field in Paili later, the head master uncle I informed you yesterday, just to use the space vacated by the medicine field for you to use."

Zhou Wen saw that Senior Sister was not as sullen as other disciples of the Inheritance Sect, and would only lead people away according to the rules. She smiled sweetly and asked, "Senior Sister, are you also from the medicine field? Depending on your cultivation level, you are the one who grows spiritual plants. The level should be high, right?"

There are 1 to 10 grades of spiritual plants, and 1 to 3 spiritual plants can survive as long as the grower can exert spiritual power and pay a little attention.

After jumping over the third rank, it becomes more difficult for the spiritual plant to survive. In addition to the different daily intake of spiritual energy, the environment creation of the rank-crossing occupies most of the conditions. The higher the spiritual plant is, the more difficult it is to survive.

Senior Sister smiled and shook her head: "I'm not from the medicine field, I'm a disciple of Lingjian Pavilion. There are no disciples who specialize in cultivating immortals to stay in the medicine field, so the master asked me to **** you there."

When she said this, the other disciples understood.

Planting techniques are not on the table in the world of immortal cultivation. Most sects are not like the Qishan sect that set up individual disciples to practice in a humane manner.

Entering the medicine field, the senior sister divided Lin Qingxu and the others into different medicine fields, and told them some of the rules of the Immortal Sect, and left.

As soon as Senior Sister left, Zhou Wen's face, who had been holding on to Huanxi to talk to Senior Sister, instantly collapsed.

She hugged Lin Qingxu's arm, and said in a low voice, "Qingqing, I'll just say that these high-level sects don't have our Qishan sect, sigh, now we are like poor little people no one wants, we can only Survive in such a small place."

Lin Qingxu smiled and pinched her puffed cheeks: "It's good that we can still allocate a piece of spiritual field, don't think about it, the other brothers in our pie might not even have a place to practice spells."

Zhou Wen's mind immediately turned around, nodded madly in approval, and her expression returned to bright: "That is, Qingqing, wait for us to plant the spiritual plant, how about going to see the excitement?"

Lin Qingxu: "Okay, but we have to finish planting the spirit plants first!"

"..." Zhou Wen thought of the thousands of spiritual plants still lying in the space, and her mood immediately became unpleasant.

Lin Qingxu used magic to move the spirit plants and flowers out of the space, and stuffed them into the ground. The spirit plants who had not breathed fresh air for a day tried their best to tie them into the soil. Same?

The spirit is so full!

Desperately rooting becomes rooting frantically!

After Lin Qingxu had dealt with the skin children who continued to scuffle, watered them and put them on a protective barrier, she slumped on the edge of the spiritual field, exhausted and dehydrated.

On the other side, Zhou Wen's state is exactly the same as hers. How can she still have the spirit of going out to watch the fun.

Lin Qingxu and Zhou Wen looked at each other and smiled.

There are few disciples in the management of the Lingtian area, and it is almost silent. It is very obvious that a small sound suddenly appears in such a place.

Lin Qingxu was sitting on the edge of the spiritual field to rest, and suddenly came across a fourth-order vine vine that spread over between his fingers.

The vines are very long, and they feel the familiar aura on her body. They follow her fingertips to her arms, and even tend to climb higher and higher.

Lin Qingxu laughed, stretched out his other hand and patted it, and said to it: "Why, are you trying to get revenge on me?"

Qigenteng was belligerent, so she covered all the spiritual plants beside it with protective barriers.

Qi Genteng wilted as soon as she patted it, and immediately flattered her with large green leaves. If it wasn't for a pure green leaf plant, Lin Qingxu guessed that it could bloom for her in person.

She smiled and touched its leaves, and was about to speak when a male voice suddenly appeared behind her.

"Hey, this is the first time I've seen such a well-behaved Saigento? It's amazing!"

I don't know when the middle-aged man standing behind Lin Qingxu narrowed his eyes with a smile. His small eyes are now glittering with gold, staring at the fourth-order jaggery, like staring at a diluted little monster!

The moment Lin Qingxu saw his appearance clearly, the blood all over his body flowed back instantly.

Is he... Lu Qishen?