Song Jing's cultivation can be regarded as advancing by leaps and bounds, but for a big man like Song Wu, making rapid progress is nothing.

She settled casually, and five years passed.

The reason why she came back to her senses so early was because she was noisy by the system.

System: "Host!" Why didn't you brush the villain's favorability!! ”

Fu Wan: "You're embarrassed to say that you didn't even say who the villain was and fell asleep!" ”

The system suddenly felt weak: "Did you make the wrong target?" ”

Fu Wan was also panicked and said, "I don't know, is it Song Jing my apprentice?" ”

System: "...... You're not mistaken, how is the favorability still negative? ”

Fu Wan: "Hehe, I thought your system was too watery, and there was no data at all." ”

System: "...... Data is fluctuating, so I don't think it's necessary to report it in real time. But the approximate range is still there. ”

After communicating with one person and one system for a while, Fu Wan asked the system to tell her the plot of this world.

Of course, Fu Wan only watched the part related to the villain Song Jing.

Song Jing was born in the first family of cultivators, but he was born with a vision from the sky, and he was judged to be a disaster star as soon as he was born, and directly killed his mother and eldest sister.

At this time, he was directly kicked out of the house, and after being driven out of the house, he could only wander around, and he was bullied since he was a child.

Later, he was accepted by Song Wu, the head of the Qiuhua Sect, the first sect in the Xiuzhen Realm, and began to emerge.

As a result, in order to protect the cultivation realm, the master Song Wu was martyred, and his soul was directly destroyed.

Song Jing has been tortured since he was a child, and regards the only teacher who is good to him as the most important person in his heart, and the master is his faith. Since Shizun was martyred for the common people in the world, he hated the common people in the world, so he fell into the devil's way, wanting to destroy this world that led to the destruction of Shizun's soul.

After reading the plot, Fu Wan felt a trace of pressure.

First of all, the villain's favorability towards her is still negative.

Gotta brush favorability.

Her cold personality, how to brush up on favorability! Don't think she doesn't know, so many masters who brush up on favorability in BL novels are overwhelmed.

…… BG book should be fine? But thinking of the previous world, Fu Wan was silent.

Sighing enough in his heart, Fu Wan silently opened the door and walked out.

The little villain who was still a bean sprout in front of him was already a young man with a long body, dressed in black, his eyebrows and eyes were silent and cold, and he was practicing swords under the tree. Although it is only the early stage of Jindan, the sword aura is fierce.

Fu Wan watched silently for a while.

Song Jing withdrew the long sword in his hand and saluted Fu Wan in a formal manner, "Master." ”

Fu Wan said: "You have made great progress. ”

"Thank you for your teachings."

Did she teach anything?

Fu Wan fell into deep thought.

Fu Wan said: "Now that you have achieved a little success in cultivation, I will take you down the mountain to experience and experience, and with practice, you will make more solid progress." ”

cough, of course, it's mainly deserted on the mountain, and she can't find the words to brush her favorability if she wants to.

He pursed his lips, bowed his head and said, "Thank you, Master." ”

Fu Wan summoned the Qingshuang Sword and was about to take the sword, when Yu Guang glanced at Song Jing, thought for a while, and said, "Come here." ”

The woman's expression was gentle and calm, looking at his eyes soft and compassionate, Song Jing felt a little uncomfortable all over, pursed his lips, and said, "No need, I can do it myself." ”

Fu Wang: ......

This favorability doesn't seem to be very easy to brush.

"Yes, too." She nodded, just slowed down the speed of the imperial sword, and accompanied Song Jing down the mountain slowly.

When you go down the mountain, you have to walk.

The market under the mountain was still very lively, Fu Wan thought about it and took Song Jing into a restaurant.

She ordered a few dishes and a pot of fruit wine.

She is good-looking, her bearing is more clear and dusty, and she is a rare immortal at first glance. The shopkeeper was very enthusiastic, "What kind of character is the immortal chief?" ”

Fu Wan said gently: "Sect disciples in the next Qiuhua." ”

After all, her status is relatively high, and it will be troublesome to say it, so she should simply keep a low profile.

"Qiuhua faction, the immortal is so powerful, who doesn't know that the Qiuhua faction is the number one faction!" The shopkeeper suddenly boasted.

Fu Wan still looked neither humble nor arrogant, but said with a smile: "Recently, I went down the mountain to take my apprentices to practice, I don't know if there is anything unpeaceful, I bother to tell you one or two." ”

After Fu Wan finished speaking, he handed two high-grade spirit stones to the shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper's eyes widened when he saw the spirit stone, and he hurriedly accepted it, and said: "There is a Baishui town two hundred miles north, I heard that it has been targeted by a demon beast recently, and there are ninety miles to the northeast, and the village under the big mountain over there has been devoured by some monster Many villagers. ”

Fu Wan nodded and said, "Thank you." ”

She didn't notice that Song Jing was looking at her as she spoke.

The woman's eyebrows and eyes are gentle, completely unrestrained, and she looks at people with a little kind compassion. He sometimes couldn't help but maliciously guess whether she was hypocritical, and he couldn't help but think that she seemed to be like that.

She's just that good.

Fu Wan tasted a few side dishes, the taste was average, she ate a little, and waited quietly for Song Jing to eat.

But sitting dry was boring, so Fu Wan poured the quilt fruit wine and drank it slowly.

She drank a few glasses and felt a little dizzy.

Are people in immortal cultivation still drunk? Fu Wan was thinking about this when his head tilted and slammed into the table.

Song Jing lowered his eyes and looked at the drunk woman who fell on the table, and the corners of his lips hooked slightly.

It's really defenseless.

"Master? Master? He shook Fu Wan to make sure that she was really "drunk", and then helped the person out of the restaurant.

Song Jing turned to the black market with ease, exchanged Fu Wan for twenty high-grade spirit stones, and turned to leave.

As soon as Fu Wan woke up, he found that he couldn't invoke spiritual power. Tied all over, she was thrown into the firewood room like a dumpling.

No, what the hell is going on?

But the dog system was stunned and didn't squeak.

Fu Wan could only try to struggle and use spiritual power.

But before she could succeed in struggling, the door of the firewood room was kicked open, and a woman dressed in fancy clothes walked in, hooked Fu Wan's face, and said with a smile: "Be obedient, your face is good-looking, and I am reluctant to hurt you." ”

Fu Wan said lightly: "Where is this?" ”

The woman smiled and said, "Sure enough, it's a clean girl, and she doesn't even know what happened." ”

Fu Wan: "......"

Okay, she got it.

"How did you get me?" Fu Wan asked.

But the woman refused to speak, and said, "Be well-behaved, mother will take you to dress up, today is the day to choose an Oiran lady." If you are disobedient—"

Dozens of strong men walked in, weapons of all sorts in their hands.

Fu Wan is now weak, so he is more flexible, and he can't deal with these people.

She cultivates like this, no matter how powerful the medicine is, it won't last long for her, anyway, she should be able to use spiritual power if she waits a little, so there is no need to carry it now.

Fu Wan was very calm, "Okay." ”

When the woman saw that she was meek and peaceful, and did not look like she was about to struggle, she took her to freshen up.

The maid changed her into a red dress, the material was light, and the bandeau could be faintly seen. She dismantled her long hair again, combed an infinitely charming snake bun, and inserted a red peony and several hairpins.