As the days progressed, the disciples of the Cloud Gate all appeared obstacles in the application of martial arts. At first, Uncle Yao and the original sect leader said that they were poisoned, because their bodies did not have corresponding feelings, and several people were suspicious. Now, I am convinced that I have really been poisoned.

Fighting against the Demon Sect again, because of the poison, even if he finally relied on the main force of the original religion to turn the tide, it was very hard for the Cloud Gate side to win.

The one who came after the Demon Sect this time was a person led by an elder. Because he didn't speak well, he was slapped by Yuan Yingxing and almost lost half his life. Before leaving, this Wind Elder vomited blood and said bitterly, "Sect Master, you are the pillar of our Holy Sect!" You must not be in the same league as the people of Cloud Gate, the death of the Holy Maiden was caused by the woman behind you! When my Great Holy Sect is in dire straits, you want to go back with us and preside over the main business! ”

The half-crippled Demon Sect Man breathed fire in his eyes, eager to burn the girl in white behind Yuan Yingxing. The girl stood with a sword in her hand, a few traces of blood on her white clothes, and her body was slender and slender. The Cloud Gate disciples who fell to the ground didn't know about the entanglement between Uncle Yao and the Demon Sect Leader before, but now of course they knew, and they stared at the Demon Sect people with hatred one by one, but their internal strength was damaged and they couldn't help, so they could only stare dryly. Yao Fu only trembled slightly with her long eyelashes, her face was still that cold, she didn't say anything, and the whole person stood straight, as sharp as the sword in her hand, piercing cold.

However, Yuan Yingxing squinted his eyes and looked at the Elder Mu for a long time, his expression was suppressed, and there was a little heartache, "Oh, it turned out that he persuaded me to go back to the Demon Sect." It's such a big deal, tsk, you said it earlier. ”

Elder Mu was overjoyed, "Sect Master, are you willing to come back?!" ”

"Of course...... No," Yuan Yingxing walked wantonly, shook over, as fast as an afterimage, which made people unable to see clearly, he was lazy, "I just ask casually." Since you want to invite me back, you really shouldn't have treated your sect leader and me so disrespectfully, shouting and shouting and killing. If you commit the following crimes, Elder Feng should die. ”

Suddenly, Elder Feng was already awake. It's just because the sect leader's uncertainties are the norm. Everyone has always been cautious about the sect leader, lest that sentence will attract his eyes.

Everyone was already nervous, holding their breath to listen to the sect leader. As soon as he heard the word "death" and saw the face of the original sect leader approaching, Elder Feng trembled, shouted "Escape", and no longer cared about the seriously injured body, he fled with his own people. He used his light skills to the extreme, how indignant he was before, and now all his strength is used to escape.

All the Demon Sect people have the same style as Elder Feng. The elder gave the order, and everyone strode forward, like a tiger behind. The afterimages that swept up the air, and the desperate posture that didn't look back at all, made the disciples of Cloud Gate stunned - if you took out such a formation when practicing martial arts, why couldn't you become the number one master in the world?

Looking at it again, Yuan Yingxing stood in place with his hands in his hands, and he didn't make a move at all, admiring the Demon Sect disciples who were scared away by themselves with the eyes of the excitement. In front of everyone, he snorted, "I really can't afford to play." ”

He hadn't even made a move, and he was scared away one by one.

"Jiang Yan, are you doing well?" When Yuan Yingxing sighed, Yao Fu had already collected the sword and walked in front of Yunmen's nephew.

This group of junior disciples who came out, Jiang Yan is considered a senior brother, of course he has to take the lead. He propped himself up, checked behind him, and smiled bitterly with a white face, "Uncle Shi, I'm afraid that the nephews will have to breathe for a while before they can continue on the road." ”

"Well," Yao Fu watched them help each other get up in twos and threes, and said lightly, "Don't be reckless." After that, along the way, you try not to make a move, with me, I will never let you have an accident. ”

Yuan Yingxing's ghostly voice suddenly appeared behind the few people who spoke, faintly, "What's the use of having you?" Do you not rely on me? ”

Yao Fu smiled lightly in her pale eyes, and turned around, "Yes, rely on you." Prima, could you please help me take a look at their bodies? What about toxicity? I'm going to send a message to my brother and ask him about the progress of the antidote. ”

Yuan Yingxing's eyes were raised, and he had a slight toothache, "Your senior brother?" Yang Qing, ah......"

Yang Qing is famous, and on the side of the Demon Sect, he is definitely not born. As for the posture of the Holy Maiden of the Demon Sect who talks about Yang Qing every day, no one in the Demon Sect has never heard of this name.

Yuan Yingxing's tone was quite meaningful, "...... It's a fate......"

Yao Fu's heart jumped, but Yuan Yingxing just glanced at Yao Fu boredly, "Then you really have to count on your senior brother who sits at home every day and embroiders." ”

The tone is so ridiculous and ugly.

Although Yuan Yingxing is the leader of the Demon Sect, he can ensure that his Demon Sect people will not be poisoned by his own family. The disciples on the righteous path side have been poisoned, and he will not solve it. Lingyin is in the Demon Sect, and the storage zài is also relatively unique. Yuan Yingxing left in a hurry at that time, and he didn't know where the water hall master Lingyin was. Now he can send messages to find someone, but---what does it matter to him?

Hearing Yuan Yingxing ridicule Yang Qing, Yao Fu only said softly, "Don't say that." ”

She turned away, about the time to deliver the message.

Yuan Yingxing was in the same place, and after watching Jiang Yan help his younger brothers and sisters heal for a while. Before Yao Fu left, let Yuan Yingxing help. But after Yao Fu left, the original sect leader stood with a grin, and he didn't mean to help at all. Jiang Yan glanced at him vaguely, and he said, "The rivers and lakes are sinister, you have to learn to adapt." ”

He turned around and left.

"Senior brother, you see the original sect leader ...... like that" Shang Huai, who was with Jiang Yan, was worried, "I always feel that he has entered the right path, and it doesn't seem to be a good thing for the right path?" ”

Jiang Yan also felt this way, and said vaguely, "Let's wait for the uncles to decide." ”

Yao Fu went around into the depths of the forest, found a secret place, looked left and right to see if there was anyone, and then with the help of Yunmen's secret communication method, he summoned a bird and wrote a note to pass it out. She didn't turn away immediately, but sat down, looking a little dazed.

She's at a loss right now.

The outline plot simulated by the system has been completed.

Before the start of the serious plot, Yao Fu infiltrated the Demon Sect, attacked the Demon Sect Leader with the help of the system, and finally killed the saint who was bent on evil, and took the Sect Leader to return to the right path and surrender to the sect.

After that, the male and female protagonists in the story will be able to live happily ever after.

However, Yao Fu was sent by the company to study the topic of how to live that "happy life". How will the people in the story react after the outline is over.

Yao Fu is feeling more and more confused now-

She is a serious worker. Before the systematic simulation of fan fiction, she read the original novel and took a lot of notes, just to prevent entering the story, because of her own reasons, changing the personality of others, so that the research work becomes less rigorous.

Now it's rigorous. The original Yingxing, the target of the strategy in the fanfiction, is the same as the original Yingxing of the original novel. But it's a different consciousness of a person!

But it is a matter of the east wind overpowering the west wind, and the west wind overpowering the east wind.

In the original novel, the male protagonist of the story is her senior brother Yang Qing. Yang Qing's family was ruined when he was young, and he was taken to Yunmen by the head of the family. He worked hard to destroy the Demon Sect. Sometime after the end of the fanfiction, it's the beginning of the original novel's plot. The whole novel is the story of Yang Qing's martial arts progressing step by step and destroying the Demon Sect step by step. The original novel's Demon Cult leader Yuan Yingxing and the saintess Mochizuki are villains. At the end of the story, the Demon Cult failed miserably, and the story ended.

Now Yao Fu is very anxious, after Yuan Yingxing's original consciousness awakens once, she realizes that this is the real world. The people around her are not NPCs, the world does not revolve around her will, and even in front of the big world, the will of the system has to retreat.

She didn't know what to do. I don't know if I should take care of the original plot or the will of the original star. She doesn't know how strong the will of the original story is, and she doesn't know if she has changed the original Yingxing or destroyed the original Yingxing.

[It's time for the monthly report.] Please submit the research report to the system within 5 days. Expiration does not wait. 】

The sudden sound of the system pulled Yao Fu back to reality. Yes, she is an employee of the company, and every month, she needs to feedback her achievements to the company for a month, so that the company can make records and improve in the future. Now that he is about to fail, Yao Fu still has to stay here and continue to record.

She took out her pen and paper and continued to write, ready to submit it to the system when she was ready.

It was difficult to write every word.

Write down the name of Yuan Yingxing, and then write down the favorability of the person who follows him.

Yao Fu was stunned, and hesitated in her heart: Do you want to report the appearance of Yuan Yingxing's other consciousness to the company?

If it is reported, the company will decide that the real thing is a complete failure. In order to prevent her from being lost in this world, she will be summoned to leave immediately.

Once you leave, the system may also be destroyed. The door to this world will be closed forever.

She may ...... I won't be able to see these people anymore, and I won't be able to see Yuan Yingxing.

She is detached from the world, she is not a member of the world. But no matter how fast the flow of time on the company's side is proportional to this world, she has actually been here for many years.

Employees who are too conscientious and responsible are destined to use feelings. And the most taboo thing to do is to be emotional. She is already the most ruthless person, the most difficult to be emotional, but she ......

Yao Fu held the barrel of the wolf's pen, and the ink was full, and a point of origin was blurred on the paper, that is, he couldn't write a word.

A bony hand reached out from behind and took the piece of paper from her hand. Yao Fu raised his head and saw the young man's vague face in the shadow of the tree, followed by the system's favorability reminder.

Original Yingxing.

Yes, here, only he has the highest martial arts, coming and going without a trace. He suddenly appeared behind her, but it wasn't too difficult.

Yao Fu sat against the tree, the content of the writing in her hand was taken away by the young man, and she did not make any extra movements except for her pale face. In my heart, there is even the idea of breathing a sigh of relief. There are many things she can't say, so she can only use guò in this way to let Yuan Yingxing notice. If he is prepared, it may be a good thing for him......

“…… Laugh at. Are you writing about this kind of stuff again? Yuan Yingxing's eyes darkened a few times, and then he threw the paper back to her. He is good friends with Yao Fu, and it is certainly not the first time he has seen this kind of thing.

Yuan Yingxing thought to himself: Ah Yao is really a secret woman, he likes it, haha.

After Yao Fu replied, she kept raising her face to look at him, hesitating for a long time, she hesitated and asked, "Do you feel that there is another ...... you in your body?"

Yuan Yingxing smiled, squatted down, pinched her chin with a cold hand, and shook it, "Do you think I know?" ”

That's it.

Yao Fu thought to herself.

She asked again, "I killed Mochizuki that day...... You, in your heart, really don't feel anything? ”

Yuan Yingxing raised her hand, touched her black hair, and smiled, "Ah Yao, why do you think so much? You just have to love me. You love me, and I've always been. I promise you that as long as you don't betray me, I will always be there for you. The moment you close your eyes, the person you see will be me. ”

In his body, the other him, in his deep sleep, rolled over and smiled: yes?

He replied: Shut up.

Yao Fu looked into his eyes, dark as a deep pool. He touched her face, as if he were coaxing.

He's so likable and scary.

There are many things he should know, right? But he didn't care.

Yao Fu's heart trembled, she pursed the corners of her bloodless mouth, leaned over, and gently hugged him. She whispered, "I'm so scared...... I'm afraid you'll blame me...... The matter of Mochizuki ......"

She panicked day by day.

Because Mochizuki is still alive, she knows.

She didn't dare to sue Sù Yuan Yingxing.

There were two consciousnesses in his body, and she didn't know if the news would make his other consciousness wake up.

Hearing her mention "Mochizuki" again, Yuan Yingxing frowned.

He muttered casually, "June 15 is Yueya'er's birthday. ”

The other one was in his body, smiling: Yes, June 15 is Yue Ya'er's birthday. There is still a month to go.

"Huh?" Yao Fu raised her head.

Yuan Yingxing bent his eyes and smiled, "It's okay." He looked at Yao Fu and whispered, "Ah Yao, I really like you." I really want to be with you whenever I want. ”

He hugged her shoulders and rubbed with her ears and temples, gentle and delicate. The voice was still so cold, so low. Even his voice has a dark feeling, but it is fascinating.

When Yao Fu didn't know anything, the two consciousnesses in Yuan Yingxing's body were communicating with each other.

They were the same person, but their consciousness was divided. No one is the original star, and everyone is the original star. If you were someone else, you would probably have gone crazy a long time ago. And Yuan Yingxing is a magical person, the two consciousnesses can live in peace, and no one is mad first. It's a delicate balance, sometimes swinging, but in the end it's balancing.

As long as no one breaks the balance, this balance will continue.

Now, the two consciousnesses in the body are reaching a reconciliation: June 15 is the birthday of Yue Ya'er. Until then, I'm going to end this qiē.

He wanted to ruin Miè.

He was only in his twenties, and he had not yet realized the ambition of unifying the Demon Gate when he was a teenager, and he was already thinking about ruining the qiē of miè.

……

"I told Yang Qing that May 15 is my birthday, why didn't he react at all?" Mochizuki asked about following his younger brother Mingyang.

Now that he is walking all the way, Mochizuki needs someone to communicate with him about his experience in chasing Yang Qing. It just so happens that Mingyang is a man, so he understands men's mentality better. Mochizuki also had the heart to see what this subordinate who didn't pay much attention to in the past was thinking all day long, so he often asked Mingyang's opinion on this matter.

For the saint Maiden to take the initiative to communicate with him, Mingyang is very happy.

He thought seriously for a long time and said solemnly, "Did he forget?" ”

"......," Mochizuki said, rolling her eyes, "I think he's shy." ”

When they said this, the three of them were resting. Originally, Mingyang wanted to use himself as a maid, take the initiative to serve Yang Qing and Mochizuki, cook for the two of them or something, and make sure that the two of them feel that they are very useful. It's a pity that after the matter was executed, in view of Yang Qing's versatility, Mingyang could only retreat.

How can a man sew clothes as skillfully as a flower?

Yang Qingneng.

How can a man be so rigorous in tidying up, neither more nor less, so that the burden he carries is always the most reasonable?

Yang Qingneng.

How can a man roast meat in the wild and make him feel like a chef?

Yang Qingneng.

Mingyang worked hard to study, but unfortunately his bad nature was too heavy, and he couldn't do everything as flawless as Yang Qing. After being glanced at by Mochizuki several times, Mingyang retreated aggrievedly, and could only recognize his status. In front of the perfect man Yang Qing, the fire hall master Mingyang couldn't even do a good job as a maid - he retreated to the second, and the dog-headed military master when the holy woman Mochizuki chased the man.

This positioning, Mochizuki is very satisfied.

Seeing Mingyang so actively pleasing Yang Qing before, Mochizuki really felt that Mingyang was an eyesore and robbed her of her business. If Mingyang can make Yang Qing laugh happily, then what else do you want her to do? If Mingyang can let Yang Qing take the initiative to chat, then where has Mochizuki's unique position been lost?

In view of the fire hall master's loyalty to him, Mochizuki was embarrassed to talk about him, but he had endured it in his heart for a long time. She is not a perfect lover, nor is she a delicate girl, she has a chic personality, opens and closes, and often does not perceive Yang Qing's needs. Mingyang noticed it before her, and she was very unhappy. If Mingyang was a woman, she would probably have cleaned up Mingyang like Lu Xuanxuan.

Now Mingyang's new positioning has finally made Mochizuki show his face.

Now, it was dark in the evening, and Mingyang actively went hunting wild meat and came back to hand it over to Yang Qing. Yang Qing skillfully played the role of a chef, and Mochizuki and Mingyang both felt that they were in the way of others, so they could only retreat and retreat, leaving space for others to play. Mochizuki was bored, so he spoke again and discussed with Mingyang the strategy of chasing Yang Qing.

A young man in white, sitting on a stone and roasting meat. It looks very homely, and it is hard to fly Hanyi, between the rolls of his wrists, he is quiet and beautiful, with a beautiful charm.

It's so good-looking.

Mingyang questioned, "Holy ...... Girl," he really felt awkward to call "Miss Yang", "Yang Gongzi never seems to have eaten your vinegar?" ”

Mochizuki held his cheeks and looked at the beautiful side face of the young man by the fire with a look of love. "That's why he's perfect." I don't even eat vinegar. ”

"......" Mingyang was stunned.

He reminded again, "You lied to him that your 'uncle' is so powerful, and you can know me through your uncle." I don't think there will be a figure like your uncle in the Demon Cult. Won't he doubt it? ”

Mochizuki continued to look at his lover with starry eyes, and became happier, "It doesn't matter if he believes it or not, he never says it anyway." He's just that empathetic, hee-hee. ”

"......" Mingyang silently shut up.

He knew that the Holy Maiden liked Yang Qing very much, but he didn't know that the Holy Maiden liked this kind of Cheng dù.

Before, wasn't it just about faces?

Oh, probably because at that time, the saintess couldn't see the deity at all, so she could only rely on her imagination to like men. Now the man she likes is dangling under her eyelids every day, and the saint didn't expect that the person itself is better than she imagined. Wave after wave of surprises made the Holy Maiden unable to control herself.

But Mingyang was very worried, staring at Yang Qing, who was leisurely barbecuing, and thought: Yang Gongzi doesn't look like the Holy Maiden, who is fascinated by this relationship.

He's been quite calm.

"The meat is ready." The young man's warm voice sounded, Mingyang didn't react, and the girl next to him had already rushed over with an arrow and occupied the position beside Yang Qing.

Yang Qing was sitting on a raised mountain rock and roasting meat over a bonfire. The people who accompanied him were all cooking white-eyed, and he had to do it himself. The girl ran to his side a few times and pushed him vigorously, "Let one go, let go to the side, okay?" ”

A mountain rock, she pushed Yang Qing's shoulder and pushed him to the side.

Yang Qing's eyes were still staring at the barbecue on the fire, and he didn't have the energy to stop him at all. She pushed him, and he had to move to the side. When he turned around, he saw that the girl was sitting with him, smiling side by side.

Yang Qing looked at her with a slightly stiff look, and the corners of his lips tugged down.

Mochizuki turned back to give him a smile, saw his slightly subtle eyes, and blinked, "You—Are you glaring at me?" ”

"No," Yang Qing took the dagger to cut the flesh, his head had already turned around, and he didn't look at her again at all, "You think too much." I'm caressing you with my eyes. ”

...... "Are you blind to me?"

You glared at me just now, okay?

Mochizuki was about to speak when a piece of meat was brought to her mouth, and she couldn't speak. The bright meat aroma irons the tongue surface, the texture is delicate, and it is not slippery. The honey sauce with its rich aroma rolls in the mouth, and when you bite the upper and lower teeth, the taste buds are stimulated, and there is a warm feeling of fullness that slides down the throat.

Yang Qing's craftsmanship is too good.

Mochizuki had forgotten about the previous topic.

She opened her mouth and asked him to feed him more meat.

Yang Qing ignored her, turned over the new slices of meat, and said unhurriedly, "What are your hands for?" ”

Mochizuki thought about it, hugged his arm tightly, and said gently, "It's for hugging you." ”

――What are your hands for? Don't you know how to take the meat yourself?

- My hand is used to hold you. Of course, you can't do it yourself.

Yang Qing was stunned for a moment, turned his head sideways, and his long blue and black eyelashes were like slender moth wings, hanging down, in the eyes of the girl, it was a warm and amiable expression.

He smiled and said, "Good answer." He cut off a piece of meat with a dagger and fed it to the maiden.

The girl's cheeks rolled up, covering her mouth for fear of oil flowing out, and her eyebrows and eyes were crooked, and she politely thanked her, "Thank you for the compliment." ”

On the other side, Mingyang, who silently cut meat and ate by himself, was as silent as a boulder in the mountain. How pink and sweet there is, it sets off how lonely he is. The repeated stimulation over there, Mingyang is no longer surprised. He is covering his wounded heart, and he will follow the saint.

After Yang Qing teased Mochizuki, Yu Guang glanced at the quiet Mingyang, and thought: Tsk, I've worked so hard, and he won't leave?

Do I have to kiss and hug Miss Yang in front of him to stimulate him away?

Yang Qing really didn't like the Fire Hall Master Mingyang to follow.

He is not a savior, he is also a person who is afraid of trouble, and his willingness to keep Mochizuki by his side does not mean that all the people he likes the Demon Cult follow him.

He has a blood feud with the Demon Sect people, and he doesn't want to go in at all, watch the daily life of the Demon Sect people, and experience their last resort. Make friends with them, be close to them, understand them, and sympathize with them.

Yang Qing also didn't want to understand Mochizuki. But the yin and the yang are wrong, but they have come to this point. He had to bite the bullet and go down.

But the rest of the Demon Sect, forget it.

Mingyang is also a person who practices martial arts, and when Yang Qing looked at him casually, he felt his own feelings, and when he raised his head, he collided with the contemplative expression that the young man had not had time to retract. Mingyang was stunned for a moment, and his first reaction was that this person had bad intentions and wanted to do it.

But see Mochizuki again...... Mingyang remained motionless.

The emotional problems of the saint are really jealous.

Mingyang thought for a moment, got up, and walked over. Mochizuki ignored Yang Qing's resistance and insisted on sitting side by side with Yang Qing, racking his brains to make Yang Qing laugh. Mingyang walked over, and she glanced at her vaguely: here it is again...... Do you still want me to get married? Don't you see that I'm currying favor with my future husband?

Mingyang thought to himself: I'm just helping you please adults.

He was opposite Yang Qing, his legs crossed, his elbows propped on his knees, and he looked like he was ready to have a long talk.

Yang Qing raised his eyebrows, very interested in what the Fire Hall Master was going to say.

Mingyang held back for a long time, and held back a sentence, "Young Master Yang, Miss Yang is a very good person." ”

“…… Well. Yang Qing's expression was indifferent and calm.

"She used to be very nice to me when she was my lover. Will help me with laundry, help me cook, and accompany me to practice martial arts. She did everything a lover could do. Don't look at her big grin, she also has a delicate side in her heart. When she is good with a man, she is good from her heart. I also liked her back then, she was very touching......"

Mochizuki was dumbfounded: ......?

When will I help people with laundry, cook, and practice martial arts? I've never helped someone with laundry, cooking, or martial arts with someone! I have a delicate side in my heart, and I am good to men from the bottom of my heart? My actions particularly touched a man? I......

Yang Qing was stunned for a moment, looked back at the moon, smiled and asked, and whispered, "So you are so good." ”

“…… Well, I'm such an empathetic girl. Mochizuki stiffened, smiled sweetly, and recognized it.

Mingyang said a lot, seeing that Yang Qing only looked at him but didn't speak, he couldn't make it up, and finally concluded, "...... In short, I broke up with Miss Yang, I was sorry for her, and she didn't make any mistakes. Yang Gongzi, you are with her now, you must cherish her. ”

"Hmm." Yang Qing was calm.

“……？” The fire hall master looked at the handsome and elegant young man opposite: Gone? That's your answer? My saint is so worthy of love, you just understate a "um" like this, and it's okay?

This was not the original intention of the Fire Hall Master.

He wanted Yang Qing to know, but probably Yang Qing was born stupid (?) If you don't explain it, you'll be very sluggish.

Mingyang thought: For the happiness of the Holy Maiden, I really worked hard.

He held it for a long time again, held back a question, and explored it seriously, "Young Master Yang, don't you feel anything when I tell me about my past affairs with Miss Yang?" Like jealousy or something? ”

Yang Qing thought to himself: This is really a test for me. I know that these two people are nothing, and I know who Mochizuki is, and it is already very powerful that I can sit here calmly, and I am actually asked to perform "jealous"?

He finally came to his senses, and the corners of his lips smiled: It turns out that the Fire Hall Master said that for such a long time, he kept telling him and Miss Yang how to do it, just to see my reaction.

Life is really like a play, and you can't be careless.

You've all fought this far, so I have to order something, right?

Isn't it just playing, and who can't afford to play?

Under Mingyang's watchful eyes and Mochizuki's curious anticipation, Yang Qing raised his face and recalled, "Actually, speaking of which, I secretly liked someone in my heart before. ”

"Who?" Mochizuki was stunned for a moment, and then asked with a dark face.

Yang Qing glanced at her, and that glance was so meaningful that it made Mochizuki's temples jump.

Listening to him say softly in a slow voice, "Demon Sect Holy Maiden Mochizuki." ”

There is really no guard at all in life.

Mochizuki: "......"

Mingyang: "......"

Yang Qing smiled, "There are many legends about the two of us on the rivers and lakes, and I think you have heard of them." He lowered his eyes, "What is going on in my heart, who knows?" ”

Mochizuki wants to know!