Fast Transmigration: Blackened Male Leads Are Poisonous

Chapter 470 The Villain Has Something to Say 18
"Surprise?" Feng Yan suppressed a trace of joy in his heart, and said, "What's the surprise?"

"It's still the original formula." Tang Qing said seriously with a small face, "I'm familiar with it, and I like it."

Do you like it because you are familiar with it?
Feng Yan stared at her, and suddenly asked: "Then you know me?"

"What do you think?" Tang Qing asked with a smile.

This time, Feng Yan was very confident, "My, your master is naturally familiar."

So, you like mine too, right?

This feeling is not bad.

The system silently watched the two flirting with each other. If he didn't know that the one who is unfeeling and unrequited love has no heart at all, and the one whose completion index is stuck at 10%, he would have naively thought that they were true love.

The human world is really complicated.

The two stayed in Xueming Mountain for eight years, and during these eight years, the two were almost inseparable, and even gave the whole continent the illusion that the Demon Lord had finally found true love and would no longer harm the world.

However, an illusion is an illusion after all. For eight years, Tang Qing was angry when she watched the data barely rise from 10% to 11%.

"Life is too peaceful, I need to find some excitement."

System, "There are few people in the whole world who are his opponents, how do you want to find excitement?"

Tang Qing pondered for a moment, and finally said a name, "Xie Yuan."

The system was taken aback for a moment, the past few years have passed, and it has completely forgotten the existence of this medical saint.

"You want Hongxing to have sex? Cuckold Feng Yan?"

Tang Qing: "...We are not a couple yet."

For the past eight years, Feng Yan has raised her very well. Although he called her a little slave in his mouth, he did not treat her as a slave in his actions, and sometimes even gave people the illusion that he was comparing her to her. She felt better for herself, and because of this, many aristocratic families on the mainland saw that they couldn't please him, and started to flatter her instead.

If she wanted to see the Medical Saint, she would have to be injured, and she was still two years away from recovering her spiritual roots, so she could do something about it.

So, this day, Feng Yan came back as usual, only to find that the little slave didn't come to greet him, and couldn't help frowning.

"What about people?"

The maid naturally knew who the Mozun was asking, so she said: "Miss Xiao Yao is taking a nap, order us not to disturb her."

In memory, the little slave never took a nap.

With a hint of doubt, Feng Yan returned to his bedroom.But this time when he went back, he suddenly saw the pale face of the little slave, just like eight years ago.

His heart skipped a beat, and he strode forward, only to see the little slave's pale face, with cold sweat breaking out from his forehead, and she frowned impatiently, as if her consciousness had drifted away.

"Hey, little slave? Wake up?"

Naturally, Tang Qing would not answer him, the pain from the damaged spirit root made her unable to hear anyone's voice at all.

She unconsciously cried out the pain, that appearance actually made Feng Yan feel a little distressed, of course, the distress was only a little bit.

"Um...it hurts..."

Feng Yan checked her with his consciousness. Although he doesn't have the medical skills of Xie Yuan, the holy doctor, he can still see common illnesses. For example, now, he found that the spirit root of the little slave was damaged again.

The damage to the spiritual root is not something he can repair, and although the little slave is a body of natural disasters, the remodelable spiritual root is extremely pure, which is in stark contrast to his demon clan full of black aura. If he forcibly helps, only will backfire.

"Hold on, little slave, I'll take you to find Xie Yuan."

Tang Qing couldn't hear his voice at all, seeing someone hugging her, as if seeking safety, she subconsciously leaned into the other's arms.

Although the two have known each other for more than ten years, they have never done anything beyond the boundary. This time the princess hug can almost be regarded as the most intimate gesture.

Feng Yan has never hugged anyone before, this experience is surprisingly not annoying.

On the top of the snow-capped mountain, Xie Yuan looked at the crumbling snow on the top of the mountain, feeling a little disgusted, "Tsk, trouble is coming again." As he spoke, he ordered the man beside him, "Go, prepare some spirits." liquor."

The young man beside him was very respectful, and immediately retreated after receiving the order, but when he saw the two people who came suddenly, his eyes flashed with shock.

At this time, no one paid attention to the young man in the uniform of a servant beside him, and no one noticed the various emotions flashing in his eyes.

Xie Yuan looked at the person being carried, and immediately stood up, "What's wrong?"

"Her spiritual roots are damaged."

Without further ado, Feng Yan was about to send him over, but saw Xie Yuan take a step back abruptly, with a look of hatred on his face, he said: "What are you doing for me, put it on the bed."

"Oh."

Xie Yuan felt a little worried. He thought that he should have improved after eight years of absence, but who knows that he is still so incomprehensible!
After putting Tang Qing away, Xie Yuan rushed over immediately, feeling displeased when he felt the pulse: "Nonsense! When the spirit root was damaged, I told her that it would take ten years to raise her, but she didn't listen to her advice! Waste! Pull it!"

Feng Yan didn't care, "You are a medical sage, if your spiritual root is damaged, then heal her."

Xie Yuan was so angry that he wanted to hit someone, he pointed to Tang Qing who was lying unconscious on the bed, and said angrily: "If you don't listen to persuasion like this, next time even Immortal Da Luo won't be able to mend her spiritual roots. Everyone else is cautious about plastic spiritual roots, but what about her!"

Feng Yan crossed his arms and said carelessly: "This time we can still be saved, hurry up, my little slave seems to be in pain."

"It hurts to death!" Xie Yuan's mouth was bean curd, but he quickly took out a bunch of elixir and fed them one by one, and then said to Mozun who was standing aside and couldn't help him. : "Go, go, don't get in the way."

Feng Yan was not angry when he was driven away, and after leaving obediently, he discovered that there was a person he had never seen before on the top of the snow mountain.

Slightly narrowing his black eyes, he waved at the man, "You, come here."

The young man walked over obediently. He lowered his eyebrows and looked down, but his lowered eyes contained a deep killing intent.

"Master Mozun, what's the matter?"

Feng Yan looked him up and down, with a hint of interest in his eyes, "Why have I never seen you before."

The reason why Xie Yuan can become friends with him is that in a way, they are the same people, and usually the people he is willing to take in are quite interesting, which is why he stopped him.

"The villain came here eight years ago. Lord Mozun has not been to the top of the snow mountain in the past few years. It is normal that he does not know the villain."

"Why did Xie Yuan take you in?"

"The villain was fortunate enough to be merciful from the heavens, and a wooden sign fell from the sky, and that wooden sign was the one that would only be issued on the top of the snow-capped mountain for a hundred years. It is probably because of this that the medical sage took me in."

The young man couldn't find any fault in any aspect, he was respectful and docile, but for no reason, Feng Yan was not happy.

How can there be any pity from the heavens, it's just that his little slave just threw the sign in front of him.

(End of this chapter)