Quick Wear: That Crazy Villain Always Forces Love

Chapter 299: Senior Brothers Kneel and Beg for Forgiveness Every Day (8)

Wen Liang took out another steamed bun from the storage bag and handed it to Song Huai.

"Third Brother, haven't you already fasted?"

“I didn’t say I wanted to eat.”

Song Huai took the steamed bun with a bad tone, turned around and left, and Wen Liang hurriedly followed behind him.

Song Huai indeed didn't eat it. He broke the steamed bun open, smelled it, licked it with his tongue, and pinched the bun curiously. The fluffy bun was flattened and he looked surprised.

When Wen Liang saw him like this, a thought came to his mind: Could it be that Song Huai had never eaten steamed buns?

Wen Liang explained considerately: "This is made by grinding wheat flour and steaming it."

"What is wheat? Is it a spiritual herb?"

"It's a remarkable plant that has saved thousands of lives. I'll give a handful to my Third Senior Brother when I get back."

When Song Huai heard that wheat could save lives, his attitude towards Wen Liang improved a little.

Wen Liang seized the opportunity and said quickly: "Third Brother, I will give you some wheat. If you see a monster that is not aggressive again, can you promise not to kill it?"

Along the way, Song Huai killed every monster he caught. The weasel just poked its head out of the hole and was about to run away when it was skinned by Song Huai.

The book describes Song Huai as an alchemy genius that appears only once in a million years. He has a pure heart and is completely devoted to alchemy, but he has no emotional connection and does not understand the emotions that normal humans should have.

He treats everything else equally except elixirs, including the lives of all things.

For him, killing a monster and getting the elixir was as normal as Wen Liang eating.

So Song Huai didn't understand why Su Yunyang stopped him from killing the monster. He stopped and asked Wen Liang: "Are you learning from Junior Brother?"

Wen Liang asked blankly, "What to learn?"

"Learn the kindness of Junior Brother, but Junior Brother is truly kind and you are just pretending."

Wen Liang paused while biting the steamed bun, and then laughed angrily the next second.

Okay, okay, Song Huai has probably become Gu Beitang’s fanatic now.

The boy said nothing, snatched back the bun he had given to the man, and walked away.

Song Huai chased after him with a frown on his face, "Su Yunyang, what are you doing!"

Wen Liang put the deflated bun back into his storage bag and fed it to the monster instead of giving it to Song Huai.

He said without even turning his head: "Is it okay if I don't pretend to be here to steal your steamed bun?"

Song Huai had an expression that said, "I was not mistaken," but he was still stubborn and insisted on getting the steamed bun back.

The two of them continued to walk forward, and suddenly, Wen Liang, who was walking in front, felt something empty under his feet. The originally flat ground instantly cracked into a huge crack. Wen Liang immediately reached out and grabbed the ground to avoid being dragged down by the rubble.

Song Huai also jumped away quickly to avoid the falling rocks, then stepped forward and grabbed Wen Liang's arm.

The crack was still expanding, as if the entire cave was shaking. Rocks kept falling from overhead, and there was a sense of crisis that the cave was about to collapse.

"Fly up with your sword!"

How could Wen Liang not have tried to call out his sword? However, it seemed that something in the cracks below was absorbing their cultivation. Not to mention the sword, he couldn't even use any spiritual power.

Song Huai also noticed it, and soon Wen Liang slid down a few more inches. If this continued, Wen Liang would drag Song Huai down with him.

Wen Liang thought he had a system plug-in. Not to mention that it was difficult for a cultivator to die, even if he really died, the worst that could happen was that he could use his points to exchange for a new body. He had done it once in his previous life and was very familiar with it.

Wen Liang opened his mouth and shouted above his head: "Third Brother..." Please let me go.

Before he could finish the rest of the sentence, the hand holding his wrist loosened.

Wen Liang was speechless, dazedly experiencing the feeling of weightlessness. He fell on his back, and the man in his sight stood up and said something with a serious expression.

Song Huai said: "I can't die, I have to save my junior brother."

Wen Liang suddenly felt a sharp pain in his chest. He had inherited Su Yunyang's fate, and he thought that Su Yunyang must be sad.

"I am also your junior fellow apprentice."

The wind of despair that he had been able to faintly feel since entering this world was finally found by Wen Liang. That was when he felt the love that was being taken away by his eldest, second, third and master brothers.

Now this opportunity has been blatantly opened by Song Huai, making it impossible for this cannon fodder clown to deceive himself.

Wen Liang closed his eyes and fell on the thick and soft snow.

He seemed to have fallen into another world. The sun was shining in the sky and everything was white. Snowflakes were flying and piling up on the ground to his ankles, like a thick quilt spread on the ground.

That’s why Wen Liang was not killed when he was hit.

But in an instant, the pain was like a bolt of lightning rushing through Wenliang's nerve endings, tearing every inch of skin in his body into thousands of pieces.

His face turned pale with pain, warm tears flowed uncontrollably, and uncontrollable pain swept through his whole body.

Wen Liang's mind was filled with confusion and only one voice was shouting: It hurts! !

【叮——修为值+1、+1、+1、+1、+1、+1、+1、+1、+1.、+1.、+1.、+1......】

The spiritual energy continued to increase, as if recording Wen Liang's pain, but the spiritual energy that was hard to come by was swallowed up by this strange place.

Wen Liang could not hear these sounds, nor could he hear 886's anxious shouts.

At the end of his consciousness, Wen Liang’s first thought after he recovered from the severe pain was that all his efforts were wasted.

...

An hour later, or maybe two hours later, Wen Liang thought he would be frozen to death when he woke up, but his body was warm and the touch beneath him was not the cold wet snow.

Wen Liang sneezed when his cheek felt a patch of soft fur, and he woke up completely.

The touch under his body reminded Wen Liang of the bed that Jin Zhouxue spent a huge amount of money to buy. He squinted his eyes in a daze, and suddenly felt the "bed" under him move.

Wen Liang sat up suddenly and looked into a pair of golden animal eyes.

The huge silver beast with a lion's body and a dragon's head curled Wen Liang in the middle of its body as if protecting a cub, and used its fur to keep Wen Liang warm.

All the pain in Wen Liang's body disappeared, not only that, his cultivation seemed to have returned as well.

Wen Liang, who had just escaped death, really lived up to the saying that he had just escaped from the wolf's den and fell into the tiger's den.

Putting aside the fear, this spirit beast is truly the most beautiful spirit beast Wen Liang has ever seen. It has a pair of white dragon horns, and the fur on its limbs, claws and back is pure black, while the rest of its body is all white, blending into the white of snow.

The cultivators and the monster tribe were not on good terms, and most of the time they would fight to the death when they met. Wen Liang didn't understand why this spirit beast didn't eat him while he was unconscious.

He tried to show his friendliness and whispered: "I'm not going to kill you, don't be afraid."

【886: ...Who's afraid?】

【Wen Liang: ...I’m afraid.】

The spirit beast tilted its head, and after hearing Wen Liang's voice, the huge fluffy white tail behind it swayed happily from side to side, and from time to time it moved in front of Wen Liang's eyes, like a cat toy, teasing Wen Liang, the little kitten.

Wen Liang climbed up, but his feet seemed to sink into the duvet and he could barely stand.

"Thank you, you are a good baby, but I am in a hurry to find a book to go out, please find someone else to play with you."

Just as Wen Liang was about to raise his foot to leave the spirit beast's body, the spirit beast suddenly opened its fangs and bit him.

Wen Liang instinctively drew out his sword and swung it, the tip of the sword falling on the silver fur, but it was like a drop of water being absorbed by the sea.

The next second, Wen Liang was picked up by his clothes, and the sword given to him by his master fell to the ground.

The monster seemed to have no intention of eating him, so Wen Liang became bolder. He grabbed the monster's fur and shouted, "It hurts! Can you understand human words? If you can, let me go! I am a cultivator, and I specialize in killing monsters like you!"

After Wen Liang cried out in pain, the spirit beast stopped, put Wen Liang on the ground, then stretched out its front legs, arched its back, and lay down in front of Wen Liang.

This was an invitation for Wen Liang to ride on its back.

Wen Liangcai is not stupid.

If it doesn't eat him now, maybe it is planning to take him back to its nest for a good meal.

Wen Liang mobilized the spiritual energy in his body. Now that the spiritual energy in his body has returned, he has no hope of killing this strange spiritual beast, but he still has a chance to escape by flying on a sword.

"Your tail is blocking me"

While the spirit beast turned its head to look at its tail, Wen Liang turned around and drew his sword. The spirit beast with a lion's body and a dragon's head behind him suddenly spread a pair of white wings on both sides of its body, and then folded the wings to form a dense semicircle that was dark enough to form a semicircle.

The whole process took less than a second. Wen Liang hit the feathers and fell off the sword before he flew half a meter.

After a while, the spirit beast folded its wings, raised its head and let out a howl, startling flocks of birds in the originally silent snow-capped mountain jungle. There were also unusual movements in the forest, as if the beasts were frightened and fled in all directions.

Wen Liang covered his ears and curled up on the ground. He only opened his eyes tremblingly after the big guy in front of him finished roaring.

The spirit beast lowered its head and licked away the tears from the corners of Wen Liang's eyes, then stretched out its front legs and lay down again.

Wen Liang pursed his lips and climbed up obediently this time.