MTL - Do You Know How to Capture a Villain?-Chapter 111 111%

Shen Rongyu looked at Ji Qingzhuo's bandage-wrapped eyes. Although the cracked eyeball had been put back together, Xin Yuan applied medicine to her and wrapped it tightly with a bandage to keep her from opening her eyes.

He was trying his best to recall the memory of Ji Qingzhuo in his mind, but he still couldn't recall it, as if the memory of her in his mind had been forcibly deleted.

Who can make him forget?

Shen Rongyu looked at her quietly.

Ji Qingzhuo raised her hand and stroked her bandaged eyes. She felt that her eye sockets were cool, and the pain that came from time to time was slowly warmed by the herbs, and she didn't feel any discomfort.

She originally thought that her eyes would not heal, but she did not expect that the medical practitioners in the world of cultivating immortals would be so powerful.

Even in the modern world she lives in, there are no hospitals with the ability to heal eyes. When Ji Qingzhuo's eyes were unwell, he wanted to go there to heal his own eyes, but he couldn't find a suitable medical institution.

Ji Qingzhuo opened her lips, and there was darkness in front of her, so her other senses were particularly sharp. She felt that her throat was dry, and even her voice was a little hoarse.

She propped herself up, intending to fumble for water to drink, but Shen Rongyu held her shoulder down.

"What does Zhuozhuo want to do?" Shen Rongyu looked at her.

"Drink water." Ji Qingzhuo whispered.

Shen Rongyu poured her a glass of water, Ji Qingzhuo lowered his head, took a sip, and moistened his lips.

Such a soft and moist touch always reminded her of something.

In Ji Qingzhuo's chaotic thoughts, he thought of that kiss outside Xuedu—she didn't know why Shen Rongyu wanted to kiss her.

So she hugged the water glass in her hand, and the temperature from the wall of the glass warmed her palm.

"Xiaoyu." She called.

She couldn't see anything, so the eye contact that she had been deliberately avoiding before, now she didn't have to spend effort to hide from other people's eyes.

"What?" Shen Rongyu was unusually patient with her.

"Outside Xuedu City, why did you kiss me?" Ji Qingzhuo asked his own question bluntly.

She wasn't sure if she had Shen Rongyu's feelings... because the system didn't say anything, and she didn't say that she had completed the strategy.

After the strategy is completed, she will go back, but... who will accompany Shen Rongyu at that time?

Her soul left, leaving only a body? Ji Qingzhuo felt that sometimes his behavior was no different from that of a puppet, maybe Shen Rongyu couldn't recognize it.

Ji Qingzhuo clenched the cup in his hand, waiting for Shen Rongyu's answer.

He said, "I just don't want you to continue talking."

Shen Rongyu knew clearly that he had lied to Ji Qingzhuo, and told her to keep quiet, a simple silence technique could do it.

He just...wanted to kiss her.

However, when he left Liang Guo with her in his arms, he passed the river that had just thawed in the north, and the figure of him holding her was reflected on the lake.

He is ugly, evil and terrifying. I am afraid that in Ji Qingzhuo's eyes, he is still the beauty in human skin, but he... that skin does not belong to him anymore, his real appearance is the skeleton on the umbrella.

Ji Qingzhuo would be afraid of him, if she could see it, Shen Rongyu thought so.

He used other reasons to prevaricate his reason for kissing her.

"Ah... good." Ji Qingzhuo said, her tone was still calm, she lowered her head, touched her eyes through the bandage, and it seemed to be hurting again.

She lay down again and said to Shen Rongyu, "Xiaoyu, I want to sleep."

"I'll guard you." Shen Rongyu looked at her fingertips touching her eyes and said.

"I want to be alone." Ji Qingzhuo said again, she wanted to talk to the system.

Shen Rongyu stood up and said, "Okay."

He turned around, and the sound of footsteps came, getting farther away, and then the sound of opening and closing the door.

——He seemed to have left, but Ji Qingzhuo heard the very slight rustling of clothes, Shen Rongyu pretended to make a sound and left, and then secretly covered his own voice and came back.

He just bullied her not to see.

Ji Qingzhuo was a little helpless, he just retracted into his bed, and took out the small mirror hanging around his neck.

"System." She called the system in her mind.

The system appeared, and it said, "Host, you are injured."

"Yeah." Ji Qingzhuo responded, she didn't even ask the system to help her recover from her eye injury, she asked, "How is the progress of my strategy?"

"Well... that's it..." The system faltered.

Ji Qingzhuo sniffed under the quilt, her voice muffled, and she said to the system: "Why would someone want to kill me, system, who are you, and what is your purpose for calling me here?"

"Host, after your eyes are healed, I will tell you the answer." The system perfunctory her, knowing that Ji Qingzhuo would always find something was wrong.

Before, Ji Qingzhuo was not interested in it, this strategy mission, or even Shen Rongyu, so she didn't bother to think about the reason for this strategy mission, but once she started to seriously explore, the system couldn't deceive her.

Ji Qingzhuo is indeed very smart.

She traced the lace of this small mirror with her fingers, and said softly to the system: "System, the elder of the Meng family wants to kill me because he thinks I'm a waste, right?"

"Yes." The system answered her without hesitation this time.

"You said that this is my first time in the world of cultivating immortals. Did you lie to me?" Ji Qingzhuo asked again.

"No." The system answered decisively.

"So, who gave him the illusion that I am a wasteland?" Ji Qingzhuo asked back, "It is absolutely impossible for me to be a wasteland."

"Host..." The system stopped talking, "Perhaps you have to find the answer to this matter yourself."

"I'll just throw you away." Ji Qingzhuo threatened it.

The system is not afraid of her intimidation at all, and only cuts off contact with her.

Ji Qingzhuo is still thinking about these things, what is it that she has forgotten, and if it is a very important memory, why does she have to forget it.

She turned over in the bed, only feeling that her brain was in a mess, as if the raging waves couldn't find the bay.

At this time, Shen Rongyu, who had been staying by her side all the time, looked at the quilt that wrapped her, and he heard the sound of Ji Qingzhuo sucking his nose as he curled up in the quilt.

is she sad

Is it pain in the eye, or something else?

When Ji Qingzhuo heard the system say that the progress of the strategy has not yet come to an end, he really felt his nose sore.

She wasn't too sad, just a little melancholy.

After all, Shen Rongyu couldn't hold back, and lifted a corner of the quilt she was covering. The inside of the medical center is not cold, and a protective and heat-preserving array was set up outside the house.

So when Shen Rongyu lifted her quilt, Ji Qingzhuo didn't feel too cold, but turned his head sideways and sighed softly: "Xiaoyu, you didn't leave?"

She had known for a long time that Shen Rongyu hadn't left, but he was very quiet, so she just pretended that he didn't exist anymore.

"No." Shen Rongyu's palm was pressed against her cheek.

Ji Qingzhuo's long hair spread out on the pillow, smooth as silk, even though her injured eyes were blindfolded, she was still pretty.

Shen Rongyu's voice came from next to Ji Qingzhuo's ear: "Zhuozhuo, touch this."

Ji Qingzhuo was puzzled, what did he want her to touch? What... is there anything to touch?

It was just a simple sentence, but it made her blush, and she just... didn't know why she felt ashamed.

Ji Qingzhuo is a very cold person, but Shen Rongyu's every move and every word can always arouse her emotions.

Behind Shen Rongyu, under the imprint of Hong Tan, the black line wound opened, and the red blood spring surged in the room again, and one of them reached Ji Qingzhuo.

He put it on Ji Qingzhuo's palm obediently, and Ji Qingzhuo touched it obediently. It was a familiar touch. Did the red air flow in the training space come outside?

Red Airflow!

Ji Qingzhuo was so startled that he immediately let go of his hands, as if he was in the cultivation space, he wouldn't go outside, Shen Rongyu still wanted to do that, right? He is sober now.

The moment Ji Qingzhuo let go of his hand, Shen Rongyu's eyes dimmed, and he knew... Ji Qingzhuo would be afraid of this.

But this is the real him, not a hypocritical human being in a delicate skin.

But Ji Qingzhuo quickly groped again and grabbed the red blood spring again. Her fingertips were intertwined with the end of the blood spring. She was familiar with it, especially when she couldn't see it.

"Xiaoyu, is this it?" Ji Qingzhuo asked her softly.

Shen Rongyu's throat rolled, and Ji Qingzhuo's touch was gentle, but it easily aroused some of his emotions. This red blood fountain has killed countless people. This is the first time that it stays in the palm of a beautiful girl so obediently. She strokes gently.

"Hmm." Shen Rongyu's voice was hoarse, and he described the terrifying appearance of the red blood fountain to her, "He is red, like flowing blood."

More precisely, it's blood.

Ji Qingzhuo nodded: "Yes."

Of course she knew what color he was, what shape he could take, she knew it all.

But Shen Rongyu spoke very seriously, so she could only try her best to cooperate with him in the performance.

"He may not be very kind." Shen Rongyu's words have been restrained, he is not only not very kind, he is almost the biggest villain in the world.

Ji Qingzhuo nodded obediently again: "Well, not very kind."

"He has killed many people, innocent people, farmers working on the ridges, hawkers on the street, and happy families." Shen Rongyu's voice became colder and deeper.

Yes, he did not say a word wrong, this red blood spring has indeed done these things.

Otherwise, why would the Xuemoluo Umbrella cast such a large shadow on the entire world of cultivating immortals?

These are irreparable crimes, and the blood of those innocent people is indeed stained on his fingertips.

Ji Qingzhuo paused for a moment while stroking the red blood spring, then she continued to nod: "En."

Shen Rongyu said: "He is hopelessly bad."

Ji Qingzhuo said, "Yes."

Shen Rongyu lowered her last sentence: "This is me."

"En." Ji Qingzhuo's answer was still light.

She already knew that the red airflow was him, and she also knew how bad he was.

But...but... Ji Qingzhuo didn't know how to describe her emotions, she knew that with her personality, she would hate him like this.

But she is, never disgusted or afraid of him.

Ji Qingzhuo's fingers climbed up along the red airflow until they reached Shen Rongyu's neck, where she pressed her hand on the hot Hongtan.

"Xiaoyu, what do you want to say?" She asked him softly.

"Are you afraid?" Shen Rongyu asked.

"Scared." Ji Qingzhuo's answer was very honest. She felt that the red airflow was indeed too bad in the cultivation space, but immediately, she changed the subject, "But... I like it very much."

Shen Rongyu turned his head sideways and held her lips in his mouth, as if tasting old wine.