Marrying the Soft-hearted Villain

Because Ruan Qiuqiu had given Xiao Bo He many instructions before leaving, Xiao Bo He wasn't afraid when she and Mr. Big Bad Wolf left, despite being surrounded by male demons.

She sat by the third-tier fire-warm grass, taking small sips of hot water. Then, picking up the hide bag containing first-tier Green Moon Cotton by her feet, she began to spin thread, keeping an eye on the demons.

When Ruan Qiuqiu left, she'd given her a small wooden tube filled with second-tier healing water droplets, instructing her to feed it to anyone who coughed up blood.

Fortunately, the three younglings' breathing was long and even, not rapid, suggesting they weren't in immediate danger and wouldn't wake up for a while.

Xiao Bo He diligently spun thread, her small brows furrowed tightly—she was a little worried about Granny Ruyi, who had left alone.

Although Granny Ruyi had smiled and patted her head before leaving, promising to return within three days, Xiao Bo He couldn't help but worry.

Her grandfather and brothers had also gone out hunting early in the morning. She wondered if they had encountered any danger.

Looking at the wounded She Qin and Xiong Gungun on the stone bed, Xiao Bo He's eyes gradually reddened, and she felt increasingly self-reproachful.

She hadn't been in Grandpa Patriarch's cave last night, so she didn't know what had happened.

But based on her observations over the past two days, it must have been those three fox and pure snake younglings, who usually disliked She Qin, who had said something.

They were all picked up by the bears, but those three demons, for some reason, had a sense of superiority and always verbally attacked She Qin.

Things were better when she and Xiong Gungun were present. Those younglings would restrain themselves somewhat, considering that Xiong Gungun's grandfather was Grandpa Patriarch and her grandmother was very powerful.

But when they weren't around, they would probably say nasty things. They wouldn't dare fight She Qin, but they constantly made snide remarks, which was very annoying.

As if purebloods were nobler than mixed-bloods.

The more Xiao Bo He thought about it, the angrier she became. But she wasn't stupid. After listening for several days, she knew that those younglings had also been victims of discrimination before being abandoned.

But precisely because of this, they, in turn, discriminated against other demons in this distorted environment.

Healthy, pureblooded demon younglings discriminated against weak demon younglings; weak demon younglings discriminated against humans.

Further down, there were even lower half-demons, demon hybrids, and what they called the dirtiest, most deserving of death: half-demon, half-devil.

Her vision blurring, Xiao Bo He raised her hand and wiped her tears.

Although Qing Ruyi had tried to hide it, she and her brothers knew that her grandmother was a half-demon, half-devil.

Her eldest brother, Mo Mao, was a half-demon, and she never felt they were inferior.

But she knew She Qin was a youngling with strong self-esteem. Though a bit cold, she and Xiong Gungun considered him a friend.

That half-snake, half-eagle youngling had always been cared for by her and She Qin, with Xiong Gungun occasionally helping.

A slight cough came from beside her. Xiao Bo He hurriedly put away the thread she had just spun and went to the stone bed with the small wooden tube.

She Qin opened his eyes slightly, not expecting to be alive and see Xiao Bo He.

He was stunned for a moment, then tried to raise his hand to cover his face.

"You're injured." Seeing him like this, Xiao Bo He was truly angry. She went forward and grabbed his wrist. "Don't move."

She Qin bit his lip tightly and began to struggle violently. His eyes turned completely vertical, like a madman, with a trace of hatred in them.

He used a lot of strength. During the struggle, Xiao Bo He fell to the ground.

Her face was scraped, but the small wooden tube in her arms didn't spill. I'm glad I was holding the tube, she thought.

She Qin seemed to wake up from a dream, as if realizing he had done something wrong. He curled up, burying his face deep in the blanket.

Looking at the bloodstains on the stone bed, Xiao Bo He was stunned.

She didn't quite know what to do now, just clutched the small wooden tube in her hand and slowly got up from the ground.

—If Sister Qiuqiu were here, what would she do in this situation?

Xiao Bo He patted the dirt off her clothes.

She knew that Chieftain Yuan's injuries had been even more severe than She Qin's.

And that big gray wolf, a legendary figure of the forest, was very ferocious. Perhaps every night, he would eye Sister Qiuqiu hungrily several times, just reluctant to eat her…

A child's imagination is truly rich. Xiao Bo He didn't have any suggestive thoughts; she really thought Yuan, a certain wolf, wanted to eat Ruan Qiuqiu.

And the Ruan Qiuqiu in her mind, who was licked wet every night and was always at risk of being eaten, was standing in the snow, somewhat questioning life, watching her wolf husband slap the old black python, who had severely injured Tian Xiu and Xiong Duoduo, into a snake shape with one move.

She held her umbrella in a slight daze, her other hand clutching the completely unnecessary spear, deeply wondering if her previous worries had been excessive.

Pale black butterflies floated around Mr. Big Bad Wolf. He didn't even need to lift a finger; the flowing butterflies drilled into the roaring, gaping maw of the black python.

The old black python quickly convulsed and rolled on the ground, its scales falling off.

Yuan Jue frowned, his narrow eyes flashing with displeasure. He pursed his lips, not even bothering to speak to the black python.

"Hiss~ (Junior! We have no grievances, why are you so ruthless?)" Suppressed by the pale black butterflies, the black python demon couldn't even transform into a larger snake demon. Only half a meter thick and over ten meters long, it rolled and struggled in the snow.

The huge snake body crushed the snowflakes, accompanied by a strong bloody smell rising into the sky. It looked truly intimidating.

"My wife, be careful." Yuan Jue completely ignored the struggling black python, leaping lightly to Ruan Qiuqiu's side and waving his sleeve to block the blood mist.

"I'm being careful," Ruan Qiuqiu replied. Seeing a drop of blood accidentally stain Mr. Big Bad Wolf's finger, she frowned, condensed a ball of warm water, and washed it clean for him.

The old black python, writhing in pain on the ground, "…Hiss (Fuck.)" This wolf is fighting while bringing his wife, and even runs back to wash his hands during the fight. Has he considered the feelings of this half-dead black python demon?

He was a powerhouse, after all. How could he be ravaged like this?

He couldn't win, but couldn't he run?

Demonic energy had just entered his body; the old black python hadn't realized the seriousness of the problem.

He only thought these pale butterflies would, at most, injure him. If he was willing to pay a price, he could definitely break free.

A faint green light flashed in his eyes; the old black python was driven mad with anger.

Although he was only at the early stage of the fourth rank, he had always been cautious since embarking on the path of cultivation.

Since reaching the fourth rank, he had never been abused by a youngling whose demon form hadn't fully developed, nor had he ever been so embarrassed.

What was the origin of this wolf demon? Why could it defeat him so easily?

Continuously spitting blood, the black python demon pretended to stop resisting, but several thoughts flashed through his mind—

He had appeared here after multiple inquiries, learning that the chieftain of the Flame Wolf Tribe, very close to the Winter Bear Tribe, was seriously injured. So he felt it was a rare opportunity to seize the precious resources in the back mountains of the Winter Bear Tribe.

Could it be that Xie Yu of the Flame Wolf Tribe had broken through? But that couldn't explain such overwhelming strength.

Yuan Jue was clearly seriously injured. It couldn't be that the wolf demon in front of him was Yuan Jue, could it?

No, Yuan Jue was disabled, and the wolf in front of him was also disabled. Could it be that Yuan Jue deliberately released false information to attract hostile demons for slaughter?

These thoughts flashed through his mind in less than three seconds. The old black python's eyes suddenly widened, his huge, bell-like eyes filled with genuine fear.

Why? Why was his cultivation rapidly disappearing?

"Hiss!!! (Fuck, you're Yuan Jue, you're Yuan Jue! You're despicable and shameless!)" The old black python wailed. "Hiss! (You deceived the entire continent, saying you were disabled, deliberately attracting demons to slaughter them and absorb their cultivation, and even occupied the Winter Bear Tribe.)"

"Hiss hiss (You snatched this peerless beauty beside you, didn't you? You don't even spare flower-like girls! So shameless!!)"

Ruan Qiuqiu "…" She felt a mix of emotions, unsure whether to be happy that the old black python praised her as a peerless beauty or angry that he insulted Mr. Big Bad Wolf.

But it had to be said that the old black python's imagination was excellent, his words well-organized and clear.

If it were a demon who didn't know Yuan Jue well and believed the legend of Mr. Big Bad Wolf of the forest, they would probably be deceived.

Unfortunately, she wasn't snatched by Mr. Big Bad Wolf.

Ruan Qiuqiu thought she would be furious when she saw the black python and would want to curse him. But when she actually saw this disgusting black python demon, she had no desire to curse him, only wanting him to die quickly.

This old monster who abused younglings, she felt she would be doing a disservice to little She Qin, who had his scales forcibly plucked, if he lived for another second.

Seeing the change in Ruan Qiuqiu and Yuan Jue's expressions, the old black python's eyes suddenly lit up. He quickly mobilized the remaining demonic power in his demon core, instantly transforming into a human form, burning his demonic power, and fleeing rapidly.

His plan was well-calculated: first, provoke them verbally, then take advantage of Mr. Big Bad Wolf's anger to escape quickly.

Unfortunately, after transforming into a human and burning his demonic power, he not only failed to break free from the cage formed by the pale black butterflies but also found his cultivation declining even faster.

"How?" The old black python was filled with astonishment, only managing to utter this before the pale black butterflies blocked his mouth, causing strings of blood beads to appear on his skin.

"Don't look." Mr. Big Bad Wolf's eyes turned cold, his large hand gently covering Ruan Qiuqiu's sight, his tone containing a hint of imperceptible pleading.

Although Ruan Qiuqiu wasn't afraid, she didn't want to see it either. Hearing this, she cooperated with the Tianluo gray wolf and closed her eyes.

Yuan Jue's lips curled slightly, but his gaze on the old black python was terrifyingly gloomy.

He looked at the terrified old black python, his voice icy, "Which hand did you use to hit Xiong Gungun?"

The old black python was instantly surprised, seemingly not expecting Yuan Jue to know the demons of the Winter Bear Tribe.

He wanted to argue, but his mouth was blocked, unable to speak.

The old black python regretted it. He should have left earlier.

It was all because those bear demons were too easy to bully that he indulged the bloodlust hidden deep within him, raising several lowly demon hybrid younglings, occasionally implanting demonic explosive stones in them and blowing up bear demons for fun.

Was this Yuan Jue crazy? Why pretend to be disabled?

His palms twitched uncontrollably, the pain intensifying, his cultivation rapidly draining away. The old black python's heart was filled with hatred and unwillingness.

But he also knew he probably wouldn't escape today.

He had thought that before his lifespan ended, having accidentally obtained the token to enter the treasure land behind the Winter Bear Tribe, he would soar to the cultivation path of a Demon King.

But who would have thought he would capsize on a wolf cub?

The old black python struggled desperately, even wanting to kneel and beg for mercy. Face meant nothing to a demon like him, known for his vicious methods.

Unfortunately, Yuan Jue didn't give him a chance to beg.

The black python demon felt scales involuntarily appearing on his body, the hardest layer he had shed over the years.

"Which hand did you use to pull out She Qin's scales?" A ghostly voice filled with killing intent came from beside him. The old black python's eyes widened in horror as he saw his scales being plucked off one by one by that strange demonic power.

The scales, with flesh and blood, were torn off, the pain almost making him lose consciousness.

"Hiss, hiss! (Ahhh!)" Rage surged in his heart. Knowing he couldn't survive, the old black python no longer hesitated, manipulating his demon core to commit suicide.

"Go." Mr. Big Bad Wolf sneered, raising his palm. Pale black butterfly wings flew from his fingertips like a vast, overwhelming dark cloud, gracefully landing on the scaled old black python.

"Crack," "Crack"

Crisp sounds rang out. Ruan Qiuqiu's eyelashes trembled, as if she heard the sound of scales falling off.

She clenched her hands, not feeling fear or terror, but quietly waiting for everything to end.

After a long time, or perhaps only a dozen seconds, the slender hand covering Ruan Qiuqiu's eyes fell away. The air was filled with the smell of roasted snake meat.

Ruan Qiuqiu opened her eyes and found the old black python demon gone. There wasn't even any blood on the snow, nor the charred scales Ruan Qiuqiu expected.

Even the old black python's courtyard had been burned down by the wolf. Only some marks remained on the snow; it was very clean.

She was somewhat amused, the frustration in her heart dissipating.

Soon, Ruan Qiuqiu noticed several scattered objects on the ground: charred wood, jade pendants, spirit stones, and even an egg?

Ruan Qiuqiu blinked, looked away from the pile, and glanced at Mr. Big Bad Wolf beside her.

Yuan Jue had taken the umbrella from her at some point and was standing beside her, his black clothes spotless, his expression cold but with a hint of grievance, his eyes fixed on her, as if worried she would dislike his ruthlessness.

Ruan Qiuqiu put away the spear she had been holding just in case, placing it in the pocket of her unnecessary backpack.

"Is it over?" she asked Yuan, a certain wolf.

Yuan, a certain wolf, "…Almost."

Looking at his worried eyes, Ruan Qiuqiu smiled helplessly and took his arm. "Husband, you're not worried I'm afraid of you, are you?"

Mr. Big Bad Wolf "…"

The corners of his eyes reddened. He turned his head slightly, pretending not to care. "Wolf…no."

Ruan Qiuqiu smiled, deciding not to argue with this awkward big gray wolf.

Although she knew Yuan Jue didn't need her support, Ruan Qiuqiu still held him, and the wolf and woman slowly moved to the snowy ground where the old black python's belongings had fallen.

Mr. Big Bad Wolf manipulated the butterfly wings, making the objects float in the air.

Ruan Qiuqiu raised her hand in tacit understanding, creating several water balls and washing the items clean.

A few water mists landed on the pale black butterfly wings, looking somewhat pitiful.

Yuan Jue's lips curled slightly. Looking at Ruan Qiuqiu's profile, a thrill went through his heart, like the warm touch of a soft, moist flower branch on his cheek in spring, his blood stagnating and then roaring wildly.

With ulterior motives, he gently moved his slender fingertips. The butterfly wings, which had been diligently carrying the spirit stones and other items like a construction worker, seemed to have their wings wetted by the water droplets condensed by his little wife, fluttering and falling.

Ruan Qiuqiu's eyes widened slightly, thinking that Mr. Big Bad Wolf had been accidentally injured during the fight with the black python demon. She immediately forgot about cleaning the old black python's belongings and looked up anxiously. "What's wrong? Are you hurt?"

Yuan, a certain wolf, looked at Ruan Qiuqiu intently with scarlet pupils. After a long while, he said hoarsely, "Wolf…was hurt by Qiuqiu."

Ruan Qiuqiu "…??"

"Need…" The Tianluo gray wolf's voice was depressed, as if he had suffered a serious internal injury. He lowered his long eyelashes. "Need to bite my wife to get better."

Ruan Qiuqiu "……."??

Ruan Qiuqiu was stunned, taking a while to react. Her face slowly turned red as she looked at Yuan Jue, whose handsome face was even redder than hers, unable to believe she would hear such words from him one day.

Although it was a bit shameless, Mr. Big Bad Wolf probably knew this too, feeling so guilty and shy that his wolf ears popped out.

During the fight with the old black python, he hadn't even been willing to reveal his half-demon form.

This Yuan, a certain wolf, who was painstakingly and carefully acting coquettish, didn't make her feel disgusted but rather felt a bit detestably, damnably sweet.

Ruan Qiuqiu's heart felt like a net woven from cotton candy, the little deer that was like herself desperately crashing into the net named "Yuan Jue".

She stood on tiptoe, her cheeks burning, and gently kissed the corner of Yuan Jue's lips in the swirling snow.

Feeling it wasn't enough, she imitated the wolf and pecked him again.

The cold wind blew their clothes, the rustling sound very clear, the sharp wind even hitting the umbrella surface, making a slightly harsh sound.

But these usually cold and noisy sounds now seemed to be muted.

In the entire silver-white world, there was only them.

Soft lips touched and then separated.

Ruan Qiuqiu worked hard to stand on tiptoe and kiss her wolf.

Unfortunately, someone's thoughts were always better than their actions.

She had originally planned to let Mr. Big Bad Wolf see her skills as a veteran, but after just a light kiss, Ruan Qiuqiu felt her limbs go weak.

She tried her best to stand on tiptoe and pecked the wolf a few times, but she was tired.

After all, Mr. Big Bad Wolf was much taller than her, and he stood there blushing and stiffening his back like a fool, making it very difficult for her every time.

Of course, Ruan Qiuqiu was too embarrassed to say these words.

She pretended she hadn't done anything, her cheeks burning as she packed the cleaned items into her backpack.

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