MTL - Do You Know How to Capture a Villain?-Chapter 103 103%

Ji Qingzhuo turned her head to the side to avoid Shen Rongyu's gaze, she felt a little regretful, she should take a bath after taking the medicine, otherwise why would he smell it?

"It doesn't hurt much," she said softly.

When I was pinched by the candle moth, I felt more suffocated and more uncomfortable. After I came back and took the medicine, I felt much better, but there were a few red marks on the back of my neck that seemed to have not been applied by the medicine, and now I still feel a little pain.

Shen Rongyu's eyes lowered, and he looked at Ji Qingzhuo's neck—her white neck showed a section from the collar, with a bloodless paleness.

He knew that Ji Qingzhuo was not very good at taking care of herself. When she was alone, she endured any bumps.

Of course, he couldn't see it like this.

Although he himself is not afraid of illness and death, he feels that Ji Qingzhuo should be well protected, she is too fragile.

"Let me see," he said.

Ji Qingzhuo turned her back, she was unlikely to reject Shen Rongyu, let alone it was his goodwill.

She pushed back the blue hair that was hanging behind her head, and the soft hair was entangled with her fingertips, and poured down, revealing a slightly bent neck, with a distinct raised spine, which made her look a bit more A fragile beauty.

Although Candle Moth didn't pinch her very hard, her physical fitness was already poor, so even a light pinch left scars. Ji Qingzhuo was also clumsy when applying the medicine to himself, and he could only see it in the mirror. Medicine was applied to the bruises, but there was still a little scar on the invisible back of the neck.

Shen Rongyu just came back from the outside not long ago, but he deliberately controlled his body temperature, so his fingertips were warm. His fingertips penetrated into Ji Qingzhuo's skirt, and pulled down a little, the movements were gentle.

No one else would treat Ji Qingzhuo so carefully.

Ji Qingzhuo lowered her head, her brushed hair fell from both sides of her cheeks, her face was red, even the tips of her ears were red, Shen Rongyu clearly saw her reaction.

She was always so shy, when he approached her, she seemed to be steaming all over her body, which was a bit cute, he liked to see Ji Qingzhuo's reaction like this very much.

But his attention fell on the scar on Ji Qingzhuo's neck. The candle moth didn't use much strength. Her nails were not trimmed very short, and the ends were a bit sharp, so the nails pinched Ji Qingzhuo's neck, leaving lines Fingernail marks.

Zhu Mo herself didn't expect that she could hurt Ji Qingzhuo with such a light touch.

"Is it the candle moth?" Shen Rongyu asked her - of course, it is not ruled out that it is Meng Yaolan, Ji Qingzhuo should have met these two people today.

When Ji Qingzhuo heard his lowered voice, she nodded, and the ups and downs of her neck made Shen Rongyu's fingertips poke inward a little more.

Her movements stopped immediately, which is why she didn't want Shen Rongyu to know that she was injured. In fact, except when facing the red air current during cultivation, Shen Rongyu was very polite most of the time, but when he approached her, he would always arouse She has a certain mood.

The emotion made her cheeks flush, her heart beat faster, her breathing rough, and her body hot.

She doesn't know love, and she doesn't know what it means—contact with Shen Rongyu is almost the only time she has close contact with the opposite **** in more than 20 years.

Sometimes the atmosphere is just right, she gets close to him, only familiar with his breath, and doesn't think there is anything strange.

But once she cared about his existence, she couldn't help but feel warm and heartbeat.

Ji Qingzhuo didn't dare to think about a feeling that she was too ashamed to talk about, and as long as her thoughts touched this feeling, she would be so startled that her mind would immediately go blank.

Yes, she vaguely hoped that Shen Rongyu could get closer, like the red airflow in the space of spiritual consciousness, completely wrapping her in his arms.

Ji Qingzhuo's long eyelashes trembled slightly, and Shen Rongyu's voice came from above her head: "She should have been killed long ago."

Now Candle Moth is not dead, in the final analysis it is still Ji Qingzhuo who is protecting her, because of her ridiculous insistence.

This kind of persistence, in Shen Rongyu's view, is a stupid behavior, in Meng Yaolan's view, it may be some kind of idea of ​​betraying human beings.

Ji Qingzhuo's voice was very low: "Xiaoyu, I'm going to convert her."

This is also one of her promises, she will not break it, she will stick to it until she can't.

"I know." Shen Rongyu's hand was dipped in cold ointment, and he pressed it on the back of Ji Qingzhuo's neck. His fingertips pressed down, using a little strength.

He was a little annoyed that Ji Qingzhuo didn't protect himself seriously: "It's you who hurts from left to right."

"Evil demons cannot be domesticated." Shen Rongyu's tone was light. He really appreciated Ji Qingzhuo's persistence, but he also knew what kind of demons existed.

"En." Ji Qingzhuo responded, her voice trembling because Shen Rongyu pressed her in pain.

With a twist of Shen Rongyu's fingertips, she wiped away the ointment on the back of her neck, and relieved the pain. He remembered something, and confessed: "You took out your umbrella again today?"

Ji Qingzhuo corrected him by biting the words: "Umbrella."

When Shen Rongyu heard this call—it was almost like calling him, his fingertips stopped, and his breathing became disordered for a moment.

"Umbrella," he said.

"The demon in the palace that turned into a black cat left, so I took it out to play with." Ji Qingzhuo said.

"It's better to put it away." Shen Rongyu thought of the strange touch he suddenly felt standing in the middle of the busy city.

"Okay." Ji Qingzhuo said.

Shen Rongyu took care of all her untreated injuries. He doesn't know how to treat spells, so he can only use such primitive methods to heal her injuries.

Fortunately, Ji Qingzhuo's injuries are all minor injuries now. If she is seriously injured, he may not...know how to take care of her.

Shen Rongyu thought, Ji Qingzhuo couldn't get hurt in front of his eyes.

He retracted his fingertips, and arranged Ji Qingzhuo's lapel again, took a white handkerchief, and wiped his fingertips clean.

Ji Qingzhuo immediately sat up straight, the blue hair hanging from her shoulders fell down, and she sat obediently.

Shen Rongyu didn't approach her any more, which made her feel a lot more relaxed, mixed with a sense of reluctance.

This feeling of reluctance is very dangerous, Ji Qingzhuo thought so, but she couldn't suppress this emotion, so she could only try her best to ignore it.

She is a sensitive and vigilant person, and it is difficult to give her emotions.

Shen Rongyu was always worried that she would be deeply involved in her feelings for him, but in fact, it was Shen Rongyu himself who was getting deeper and deeper. Ji Qingzhuo always maintained a kind of alienated calm in his work.

But now she felt that this barrier to protect herself was about to be smashed by Shen Rongyu.

She's afraid...to rely on someone's feelings, she doesn't want to be controlled by anyone.

Ji Qingzhuo clenched her cuffs tightly, but Shen Rongyu hadn't noticed her small thoughts.

"I don't want to know what I did when I left the palace today?" Shen Rongyu was actually waiting for Ji Qingzhuo to ask, but she just kept silent, neither asking nor telling.

Ji Qingzhuo never cared about what he did from the beginning to the end. After Shen Rongyu asked, she came back to her senses and asked blankly: "What did Xiaoyu do?"

This sentence was said dryly as if he was completing a task.

Ji Qingzhuo saw that Shen Rongyu was in good spirits when she came back, and she still had time to bring new clothes for herself, so she thought Shen Rongyu had gone out of the palace to play.

——She won't mind her own business, but Shen Rongyu wants her to mind her own business, he wants Ji Qingzhuo to give her all her attention to him.

"Zuo Zhuo is perfunctory me?" Shen Rongyu really started to make trouble.

Ji Qingzhuo said, "No."

"So what did Xiaoyu do?" She repeated the question again, and this kind of repeated emphasis made Shen Rongyu very useful.

He narrowed his eyes and said, "I'm going to lure the demons lurking outside the city to Lan's house."

The black shadow and Meng Lian were equal in strength, and their relationship was incompatible, so what he did, caused the two sides to fight each other, and both sides suffered losses.

Shen Rongyu knows that he does not belong to the camp of demons, nor does he belong to the camp of humans. He has deep blood feuds with both sides, so no matter which side loses, it is the result he wants to see.

Ji Qingzhuo immediately asked, "Aren't you injured?"

"Hei Ying thought I was a monk, and Meng Lian thought I was a demon." Shen Rongyu's voice was flat.

A question arose from the bottom of Ji Qingzhuo's heart, and she was suddenly curious about the answer to this question, just like she wanted to know about Shen Rongyu.

"Then Xiaoyu... who are you?" Ji Qingzhuo dared to ask Shen Rongyu his own question now.

Shen Rongyu's answer was beyond her expectation: "I am nobody."

What he said meant that he admitted that he was neither human nor demon.

But right away, he remembered that he had to maintain his image as a big brother in front of Ji Qingzhuo.

He smiled and said: "Just kidding, I am naturally a monk of Xuanyunzong."

Ji Qingzhuo stretched out her hand, she hooked Shen Rongyu's little finger by her side, and said to Shen Rongyu seriously: "Xiaoyu, no matter who you are, I...I will..."

She stuttered again, because this sentence would be ridiculous to Shen Rongyu.

"What will happen?" Shen Rongyu asked her seriously, his voice was steady and slow, as if a mountain stream was brushing past Ji Qingzhuo's ears.

This serious attitude gave Ji Qingzhuo courage, she took a deep breath and said, "I will protect you."

Shen Rongyu was not amused by her words, he only replied seriously: "Okay."

At this time, he only felt that Ji Qingzhuo's desire to protect was just a kind of comfort to him. He knew she had such thoughts, but later he would never have thought that Ji Qingzhuo's ability to say these words would naturally have some meaning. such ability.

— She never lies.

The next day, news came from the Lan family that Meng Lian, a monk sent by the Meng family, a family of immortal cultivators, was injured by a high-ranking demon and was bedridden. Injured **** right arm.

Meng Lian temporarily lost the ability to move, and the situation of the black shadow was not very good. His vitality was greatly weakened, so he fled outside the city, hiding himself, slowly healing his wounds, but he was reluctant to leave Xuedu.

Heiying knows that there is Ji Qingzhuo in Xuedu, and he does have a certain paranoid desire to pursue the "little fairy" who saved him back then, but this has almost nothing to do with love.

—He is a demon after all.

When Ji Qingzhuo heard the news in the palace, she couldn't hold the hot tea in her hand. Shen Rongyu said it so lightly last night, but she didn't expect that once he made a move, the two of them would cross the catastrophe period. The monks and demons were seriously injured.

"I don't know what's wrong, but such a terrible thing has come to this snow." The female officer who came to collect the next month's money patted her chest and said to Ji Qingzhuo with lingering fear.

"Miss Ning has to protect herself these days." The female officer said with concern.

Ji Qingzhuo nodded, she thought, the beautiful girl in front of her who cared about her didn't know that the one who planned to provoke all this was practicing sword in the yard behind her.

The author has something to say:

Xiaoyu (obedient): Take the initiative to explain what she did when she left the palace, and wait for the compliment.