After the Villainess Awakens

Time flew by, and it was already the end of October. In the mortal world, autumn harvest had passed and winter storage had begun, but on Mount Taichu, flowers were still in full bloom and the grass was lush.

It had been a whole month since Leng Mushi became the disciple of the Second Elder, Hua Yanyue.

This month was a month of life and death, a month of confusion, a month of challenging her own tolerance every day, and a month of repeatedly jumping back and forth at death's door.

Therefore, after just one month, Leng Mushi felt like she had been Hua Yanyue's disciple for a lifetime.

The two master and disciple stayed behind closed doors all day, facing each other and taking medicine. Once, Leng Mushi's medicine was too strong, and she couldn't help but grab Hua Yanyue's head and hit it against the wall, saying that she wanted to knock the water out of her head.

If there was no water in her head, how could a dignified elder of the alchemy path have been messing around for so many years without even a medicine tester?

It was fine if she harmed herself, but she also harmed her lovely little disciple. Leng Mushi asked her how she could bear it.

Hua Yanyue sighed with dizziness: "No, my junior brothers have all grown up. I can't just grab them and feed them like I did when they were little piglets. I have to fight them now. It's too tiring."

At that time, Leng Mushi's brain might have been infected by Hua Yanyue, and her brain漿 became thinner and thinner. She actually thought what she said made sense.

Fortunately, Leng Mushi had Xiao Mian, who had an "immortal body", to help her share the burden of the amount of medicine she had to take.

The pills piled up under the alchemy library could bury people alive. Most of them were pills that the sect used daily. In fact, it was not necessary to refine so many. Leng Mushi also tried to persuade Hua Yanyue. Anyway, the alchemy furnace was big enough, and Hua Yanyue never had any wasted pills. It would be better to refine them as needed. If the pills were stored for a long time, they might change.

But Hua Yanyue said plausibly, "What if I blow myself up one day?"

Leng Mushi felt that what she said made sense, but she also felt that her brain was getting worse and worse under her influence.

The master and disciple were a pair of madmen, crazy to the core, crazy day and night. Every time the alchemy furnace was opened, there was one more person's eerie laughter.

Fortunately, the barrier of the Cangsheng Courtyard was soundproof, otherwise Hua Yanyue and Leng Mushi would definitely become the nightmare of all the disciples of the Taichu Sect.

However, Leng Mushi also had some normal time.

For example, she could go out for a meal every day, and she could meet Xiao Mian once every three days.

This night, after dinner, Leng Mushi walked towards the edge of the cliff and whispered to Fenlian and the law: "Is there something wrong with me? I seem to eat a lot, but I don't feel hungry three times a day anymore…"

The law replied to her cautiously: It's just a bucket of rice, not much, it's fine, it doesn't matter.

But Fenlian said: Oh, you just realized that you are not right. You are like some kind of monster, storing food in your stomach and digesting it slowly. It seems that taking pills not only made you stupid, but also made you eat strangely.

"Xiao Mian has been eating the same food as me, why is he okay?" Leng Mushi muttered suspiciously, walked to a secluded place on the edge of the cliff, and sat on a patch of almost bald grass, waiting.

At night, the entire Mount Taichu did not need to be lit with ever-bright lamps. The flowing spiritual energy was a natural light. However, due to some unspeakable reasons, the vegetation on this cliff became increasingly thin and could not store the flowing spiritual energy. Therefore, the light was much dimmer than in other places.

Leng Mushi used to bring a small lamp when she came here a few days ago, but now she can see completely in the dark. The difference between night and day for her is only the distance between her and the eye of the demon eagle that almost killed her when she first entered the sect.

After eating the eye of the demon eagle, Leng Mushi's eyesight was almost comparable to that of a cultivator at the Moon Stage.

Originally, Hua Yanyue wanted to gouge out the demon eagle's eyes for Leng Mushi to eat, but Leng Mushi refused. After all, the eagle had already made her sleepless after taking too much medicine once, and now it still made her ride around in the barrier.

However, when Hua Yanyue lifted the demon eagle's belly hair and Leng Mushi found that there were all eyeballs underneath, she picked one up and ate it like grapes.

Don't mention it, it's a little sweet.

Therefore, she could now see the dewdrops on the leaves a hundred feet away, crystal clear and shining with spiritual light. She could also see the birds inhabiting the trees, resting with their beaks inserted into their gorgeous feathers.

When the appointed time was almost up, Leng Mushi saw Xiao Mian walking towards her.

The disciple's uniform on his body swayed slowly with his figure as he walked, like a docile flowing ribbon, setting off his tall and long legs. The spiritual energy flowing on the ground driven by his footsteps wrapped around the corners of his clothes, as if walking in the clouds, solemn and beautiful, holding a sword in his hand, in such a night, he was simply like a god in the world, about to kill the evil spirits that descended to the world.

Leng Mushi was a little stunned by him.

Fenlian drooled with infatuation, but she quickly stopped when she remembered that Xiao Mian was here to be tortured. She felt that although this immortal was good-looking, he looked smart but had no brain.

When Xiao Mian approached, he looked down at Leng Mushi condescendingly, and his voice when he spoke was like a spiritual bell waking up in the middle of the night, clear and pleasant, making people fascinated.

"Have you been waiting long?" Xiao Mian bent his knees and squatted down, placing his natal Shuiyun sword, which he never left his hand even though the strap of the scabbard was broken, casually on the grass beside Leng Mushi.

He tilted his head slightly and looked towards her. The coldness on his face unconsciously softened in the clear light of the cold moon in the sky, stealing a wisp of cloud and gathering it between his eyebrows. His eyes also became bright and vivid as if in a dream.

"There was a meeting in the Jisheng Hall today to discuss the arrangement of the formation for the disciples' trial tomorrow, so I was a little late." Xiao Mian sat beside Leng Mushi. His disciple's uniform, which had always been spotless and wrinkle-free, was now sitting on the bald grass.

His excessive cleanliness could never be maintained in front of Leng Mushi. In the past, it was passively unmaintained, but now it was not maintained at all, whether actively or not.

After all, they had all seen each other's ugliest and craziest appearances after taking medicine, even convulsing and foaming at the mouth.

And Xiao Mian's explanation, Leng Mushi naturally didn't mind. She was ready every time. If Xiao Mian suddenly came to his senses and didn't want to be used again, he would naturally not come.

But every time it was a little beyond Leng Mushi's expectations, he died many times, and once even dropped his cultivation level.

You know, it was a big deal for a cultivator to drop his cultivation level, but after that, he still came at the agreed time, although his face was very bad.

Today, he also came a little earlier and was not late. Leng Mushi sighed in her heart that his brain was probably more watery than Hua Yanyue's, but she called out sweetly, "Brother Xiao."

Then, the good brother raised his arm and hooked Xiao Mian's neck, pulling him towards her.

The medicine to be tested today was a bit hard to describe. Even she and Hua Yanyue, who had tasted almost all kinds of poisons, didn't dare to take it rashly. It was refined from the blood of the poisonous beast in the courtyard. They planned to see Xiao Mian's reaction first before eating it…

Therefore, Leng Mushi was extraordinarily enthusiastic. Xiao Mian was crooked by her hook and hurriedly supported himself on the ground with his arms. However, Leng Mushi was still hooking his neck, so he "accidentally" fell on Leng Mushi's lap.

Xiao Mian froze, his knees and waist still twisted and crooked, trying to support himself, but Leng Mushi pinched his waist while holding his knees, and he lay down straight and honestly.

"What, what are you doing?" Xiao Mian's voice was as stiff as his body, not daring to look up and meet Leng Mushi's eyes.

However, Leng Mushi began to massage his head and shoulders with moderate strength. She used her special skill of relieving her mother's headaches to relieve Xiao Mian's fatigue.

"Brother Xiao must be tired these few days. It's a pity that I'm still too weak to help." Leng Mushi said, "I saw Brother Xiao taking my sister to the training ground for dinner yesterday. How is she recently? Is she well-behaved? Does she please you?"

Actually, she couldn't see anything but the rice bowl when she was eating. It was Fenlian who told her.

This was Leng Mushi's usual routine. First, she would gently and softly talk about everything, mentioning a few words about the male protagonist's beloved Leng Tianyin, then stating her identity as her elder sister, and saying a few words about how she had helped Xiao Mian to suppress his desire to resist, and then she would feed the medicine to Xiao Yaoren.

Hearing this, Xiao Mian hesitated for a moment, then slightly curled his lips. Leng Mushi accurately caught that bit of secret joy in her eyes, which had soared in their ability to capture subtle movements after eating the demon eagle's belly eye.

Not to mention, Leng Tianyin was quite useful. For Leng Mushi, it was only at this time that she would admit that she was her younger sister.

"Little Junior Sister is very diligent." Xiao Mian cleared his throat very lightly, his eyes looking at Leng Mushi. The darkness in his eyes was almost swirling like a whirlpool, containing a thick sweetness that even he himself didn't understand.

He explained, "I'm just following Master's orders to take her to learn formations."

"Is that so…" Leng Mushi thought to herself, as expected, as soon as Leng Tianyin was mentioned, his eyes lit up like a red snake in the night. Dog man and woman, huh.

However, this did not prevent Leng Mushi from continuing to play her role. She deliberately sighed and said, "Oh, if my spiritual roots were also very pure, maybe I could also become a disciple of the Fifth Elder and every day…"

She deliberately paused, bit her lip, and said very lonely, "I can also be with Brother Xiao every day, going in and out, eating and living together."

Xiao Mian didn't know how to answer her words. He just reached out and grabbed her wrist that was massaging his head, thought for a moment, and said rigorously, "It's true to go in and out together, but how is it possible to eat and live together? I usually live far away from my fellow disciples."

Everything Leng Mushi said above was just a prelude, and the second half of the sentence was the point. As a result, Xiao Mian's words interrupted her, and she immediately became ruthless, pressing so hard that he hissed in pain.

Only then did Leng Mushi continue: "It's also my fault that I accidentally hurt my face and made it so ugly. If I were better-looking, maybe the Fifth Elder would agree to take me as a disciple…"

Hurry up and remember that my face became like this because I saved you!

As expected, Xiao Mian's expression froze when he heard this. He rested on Leng Mushi's lap, his hair tie and long hair scattered on Leng Mushi's knees without reservation, entangled everywhere. This was too ambiguous and intimate a posture.

Xiao Mian knew clearly what he was doing. He was crossing the line, he shouldn't be doing this, but he couldn't control himself every time, he wanted to let himself be at Leng Mushi's mercy, he wanted to know what else she could do.

He wanted to know what she wanted to do to him, he wanted to know how deep her feelings for him were.

Therefore, her inquiries were all seen as jealousy by Xiao Mian, so he couldn't help but secretly rejoice every time, and every time he would seriously explain.

He felt that he was just curious.

He was not sure of his own mind yet, and did not dare to promise anything rashly, but Xiao Mian knew that he did not want to retreat, he had no way to retreat, her feelings were too hot and intense, every time she roasted him thirsty.

Xiao Mian didn't know where they would go if they let this develop, but he…

He slowly raised his hand, his slender knuckles lightly touched the scar on Leng Mushi's face, his voice lowered, with a hint of lingering meaning: "It's not ugly, don't say that."

Xiao Mian wanted to get up, but Leng Mushi pressed his shoulder. She felt that it was almost time, so she took out the pill from the storage bag and held it in her hand.

"Really, Brother Xiao, do you really think it's not ugly? Master said that only by killing the great demon that burned me can I recover." Leng Mushi said deliberately, "Will Brother Xiao stay with me until the great demon is killed?"

Keep being my medicine tester, that would be great!

Fenlian had heard this reason too many times, and she didn't even bother to worry, she just felt sorry for Xiao Mian.

Look at him indulging in Leng Mushi's gentle and considerate manner, but he didn't know that Leng Mushi's smile towards some things, such as the Bone Crushing Lizard in the courtyard that couldn't be used for alchemy but could be ridden, such as the way she grabbed the spider when she took the spider silk, was exactly the same as the warmth towards her lover.

Only Leng Mushi knew what Xiao Mian was in her eyes, because Fenlian would often be confused by her, and who else was confused by her besides her and Xiao Mian? The beasts in the Cangsheng Courtyard who became docile within a month were all like this.

Unaware that he had already fallen into the trap, Xiao Mian moved his lips. He was still too weak to promise something like "always".

But he had already made up his mind and had been cultivating like crazy these days.

Therefore, he paused for a moment and said solemnly: "I will do my best to help you." I will do my best to reach my cultivation level, and I will do my best to accompany you.

Leng Mushi smiled, a very beautiful smile, like a little fox who had succeeded in her scheme.

Xiao Mian turned his palm over, facing Leng Mushi's face, and slowly approached, his fingertips touching her face little by little.

Starting from the scar, he tentatively explored, as if he was dissecting his own heart little by little.

The moon burrowed into the clouds, revealing a little bit of its bright edge, like the restrained and green love of a young man, more like it was too shy to look any further.

Xiao Mian held Leng Mushi's face and led her to lower her head little by little… until the two of them got closer and closer, Leng Mushi saw the restraint in his eyes begin to dissipate, and his trembling eyelashes were like butterfly wings flapping.

Like every time, he showed an expression of letting others take what they wanted, fragile and beautiful, like the demon spider that she pinched the back shell of and couldn't bite or wrap around her, and could only helplessly kick its slender legs.

Only then did Leng Mushi raise her lips, knowing that the time was right, she raised her hand to pinch Xiao Mian's lower jaw, and stuffed all the pills in her hand into Xiao Mian's mouth--

Xiao Mian's slightly trembling and accelerating heartbeat was suddenly choked to a halt by this handful of pills.

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