[MTL, BG] Do You Know How to Conquer Villains?

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Shen Rongyu came back in the afternoon and announced a news to Ji Qingzhuo. It was probably because he was brought into the palace by Ji Qingzhuo and he performed well in the palace - Ji Qingzhuo didn't know that he How could she perform well despite skipping work every day? So after communicating with the female official, she was worried that Ji Qingzhuo was afraid of life, so she sent him to help her prepare for the lantern party.

Ji Qingzhuo was originally worried about what kind of assistant the female official would assign to her. If it was someone she didn't know, she didn't know how to communicate. If it was Shen Rongyu, that would be fine.

Originally, this time was the time for Ji Qingzhuo and Shen Rongyu to practice the mirror formation. Now Shen Rongyu has mastered the mirror formation very well, but Ji Qingzhuo's ability to withstand the pressure of the mirror formation is not enough, so the two will practice the mirror formation in the afternoon. Practice, if Ji Qingzhuo is too lazy to practice the mirror formation, Shen Rongyu will practice his sword skills by himself.

Ji Qingzhuo got a reward from someone else for the first time, so she planned to wait until the practice was completed before eating it with Shen Rongyu.

She first took out the pastries, opened the lid, and gave Shen Rongyu a look: "Xiaoyu, after you finish practicing your sword practice, you can eat half of it. It is a reward given to me by the palace." Shen Rongyu seemed a little greedy when he saw her, Then he said:

"You eat first, and I will practice a set of sword skills first."

Since the last time he met the black shadow, his sword practice has become more frequent, because such a powerful evil demon has targeted him, and he must find a way Improve your own strength.

Shen Rongyu knew that although he used a sword, the sword was actually a burden to him. Most of the swordsmanship in the world of immortality was noble and pure, and there were very few evil swordsmanship. However, his real attack method was actually not Do not rely on the Snow Burial Sword.

But he still uses a sword. This Snow Burial Sword has been with him for many years.

While Shen Rongyu practiced swordplay, Ji Qingzhuo held the pastry box beside him and slowly stuffed a peach-flavored pastry into his mouth.

His figure is neat, and the blade of the sword lifts up the snow and sand on the ground, reflecting the crystal light. Under the reflection of the sun, it reflects the seven-color light. This scene is beautiful and handsome. If it is an ordinary woman, she will definitely feel admiration in her heart, or... He clapped his hands and praised.

But Ji Qingzhuo had been watching it for several days. She just enjoyed the sword dance performance. She was wrapped in a thick blanket and sat in the yard with the pastry box on her lap, holding the pastry and taking small bites.

However, just when Shen Rongyu made his last sword move, something happened. The Snow Burial Sword came out of his hand and split into nine sword lights in mid-air. One real and nine virtual, it flew into the air and was about to hover. It returned to his hand after a circle, but Shen Rongyu seemed to sense something.

Something extraordinary approached Youzhuyuan.

In an instant, his Snow Burial Sword lost the support of its magic power, and the sword fell, slanting into the snowdrift in the courtyard.

"Zhuozhuo, let me go take a look." Shen Rongyu didn't even have time to pick up the Snow Burial Sword, and the figure had disappeared - no mana fluctuations could be revealed at this time.

Ji Qingzhuo swallowed the cake in her mouth, and she also knew what might have happened - the only thing that could make Shen Rongyu wary of this was the dark shadow that night.

The Snow Burial Sword had an extraordinary temperament and light after it was unsheathed. It was not like a sword that a mortal could possess. So Ji Qingzhuo put aside the pastry box on his knees, ran to the courtyard, and buried Shen Rongyu's fallen sword. Xue Jian was wrapped tightly in her arms.

She was afraid of the cold, so she wrapped a thick blanket around her body. Now the blanket was working. The Snow Burial Sword was wrapped in her arms and she would not be hurt by the sharp blade.

As soon as Ji Qingzhuo put away the Snow Burial Sword, he heard a soft "meow" sound coming from outside the hospital.

It was the black cat transformed by the black shadow, and he actually found this place.

Ji Qingzhuo returned to the main room with the Snow Burial Sword in her arms. Her steps were unexpectedly steady, without any panic.

She is a mortal now and cannot expose anything.

Ji Qingzhuo thought so, so he pretended nothing happened and picked up a pastry from the pastry box next to him.

She was actually very nervous. After all, it was... an evil demon with the strength to transcend the tribulation period. If he wanted to kill her, she wouldn't even have a chance to escape.

Ji Qingzhuo's hands were always exposed, and her fingertips were reddish, frozen by the winter air. Her hand holding the pastry shook, and the pastry that seemed to be sour plum flavor fell from her hand.

Fortunately, she huddled up into a ball, so her panic movements should not have been seen by the black shadow, but if the cake fell to the ground, wouldn't it show her nervousness?

As a result, the pastry did not fall to the ground, and Zang Xuejian, who was wrapped in her arms, ate the pastry directly... Yes, he ate it. Ji Qingzhuo, who lowered his head, saw with his own eyes that the sour plum-flavored pastry was absorbed by Zang Xue. Into the sword body.

——It's not like she has never seen this sword kill people. After killing someone, the sword body will swallow up the flesh and blood, leaving no trace.

In order to confirm whether it really ate it, Ji Qingzhuo took a few more and fed it to it - she could easily be distracted by such strange things, so she just kept observing the Snow Burial Sword, and also Just forget about the existence of the shadow.

At this time, the black cat transformed from the shadow had lightly jumped onto Ji Qingzhuo's courtyard wall. From his perspective, he only saw Ji Qingzhuo eating cakes in the courtyard wrapped in a thick blanket - she was so delicious , eating a little fast.

"Miwu——" He called Ji Qingzhuo again.

Ji Qingzhuo knew she couldn't pretend to be stupid. She raised her head and avoided the black cat's gaze.

If she met a real black cat, she would not ignore it.

Ji Qingzhuo picked up another pastry from the wooden box on the side, put it in the palm of his hand, and actually stretched out his hand towards the black cat.

Her hand poked out from her sleeve, with a white wrist and slender fingers, holding a lovely crystal pastry. The black cat just looked at it, then landed lightly from the wall, stepped on a series of plum blossom prints, and came to In front of Ji Qingzhuo.

He called her "meow" affectionately twice more, then rubbed his head on the back of Ji Qingzhuo's hand, and then picked up the cake in her palm.

As a result, Ji Qingzhuo sneezed several times because of his approach. She was allergic to cat hair and the black cat took two steps back. He realized that his approach would make Ji Qingzhuo uncomfortable.

Ji Qingzhuo felt his nose was a little itchy, so he sniffed and felt uncomfortable all over his body.

She didn't like this feeling. To her, the black cat's behavior was almost threatening.

He was very powerful, so she had to pretend to be a mortal in front of him. He came and went freely in the Snow Capital Palace and was domineering, but she was helpless.

Fortunately, the black cat sensed her discomfort, and he quickly left with the cake in his mouth - he was just here to confirm that Ji Qingzhuo was here, and he could come in a different image another day.

After he left, Ji Qingzhuo breathed a sigh of relief, but following the black cat, there was still a secret evil aura.

——Shen Rongyu observed him all the way.

He stared at the figure of the black cat taking away the cake, and only let out his own breath to explore - he scared him away that night, and his breath planted the seeds of fear in the black shadow's heart.

Because the aura he released that night was too terrifying, Black Shadow believed that the owner of the aura was very powerful - at least more powerful than him. This is why he was so cautious in the palace these days.

Shen Rongyu released his breath just to scare him. He was just bluffing, but his insight into other people's hearts was so strong that he completely understood Heiying's thoughts and mastered what he was afraid of.

Therefore, after sensing his aura, the black shadow was so shocked that he could no longer hold the cake in his mouth. He just threw away the cake in his mouth and ran away. The evil demon who can survive in the troubled times when Desolation is still alive , mostly cautious.

Shen Rongyu achieved his goal and was satisfied. He knew that the other party would not be fooled by such threats if used too much. It was actually an unwise choice to waste a precious opportunity here.

But... Ji Qingzhuo agreed to only give him food.

He was lurking aside at that time, and he could even see Ji Qingzhuo's trembling hand stretched out towards him.

Sooner or later, the black shadow will be killed, Shen Rongyu thought, and returned to Youzhu Garden.

At this time, Ji Qingzhuo was wrapped in a thick blanket and watched him jump into the courtyard. She breathed a sigh of relief that Shen Rongyu was finally back.

"Xiaoyu, your sword." Ji Qingzhuo handed her the Snow Burial Sword in her arms.

After being hugged by her for so long, the Snow Burial Sword was warmed by her body temperature, so when Shen Rongyu took the sword, she found that the sword was warm.

Turning his eyes again, he saw that most of the pastries in the box next to Ji Qingzhuo had been eaten - Ji Qingzhuo was not such a good eater, Shen Rongyu knew that.

He handed the pastry in his palm back to Ji Qingzhuo: "I got it back for you." Ji Qingzhuo took a closer look

and saw that this pastry was exactly the one she took out to deal with the black cat. Shen Rongyu Actually... snatched it back?

"He was too cautious, and when he was frightened, he ran away in a panic, unable to even hold anything in his mouth." Shen Rongyu said with a chuckle.

"You can't eat this either." Ji Qingzhuo said.

She directly stuffed the pastry into the sword body of the Snow Burial Sword: "Xiaoyu, your sword can eat, just give it to eat, I think it likes it."

Shen Rongyu smiled: "..." This I haven't even taken a bite of the pastry, but my sword took most of it away from me?

He finally knew why there were so few pastries left in Ji Qingzhuo's box.

"Leave for a moment." Shen Rongyu said coldly.

"Okay." Ji Qingzhuo continued to lean on the recliner in a daze. She felt that Snow Burial Sword and Shen Rongyu were the same. Giving Snow Burial Sword to eat was equivalent to giving it to Shen Rongyu. He didn't really like sweets anyway, right?

Shen Rongyu carried the Snow Burial Sword to the corridor of the front yard. Where Ji Qingzhuo could not see him, he shook the sword.

He said expressionlessly: "Spit it out."

He shook the Snow Burial Sword several times, and actually spit out the cakes he had just eaten. There were more than a dozen of them, with different colors, but they were still intact.

Shen Rongyu: "..." Even if he spits it out, he can't eat it.

So annoying.

He pointed the tip of his sword at the spit out pastry and said, "Eat it."

Waste cannot be wasted, and this was something Ji Qingzhuo couldn't bear to eat.

Snow Burial Sword: "?" You're just kidding me, right?

It originally wanted to fight to death, but it couldn't stand Shen Rongyu's toughness and ate the pastry again.

Shen Rongyu did something meaningless and returned to the backyard. At this time, Ji Qingzhuo was a little tired and was leaning on the recliner with his eyelashes half-draped, drowsy.

"If you're sleepy, go sleep in the house." Shen Rongyu said to her.

He leaned over and was about to pick Ji Qingzhuo up, but Ji Qingzhuo opened her eyes and she shook her head: "Xiaoyu, no need."

She held the remaining box of cakes in front of him and said with a wink. : "Would you like to eat?"

"Eat." Shen Rongyu replied. He sat next to Ji Qingzhuo. The recliner could only accommodate one person. When Shen Rongyu's tall body sat down, Ji Qingzhuo was squeezed in. On the other hand, fortunately, she is small and does not take up much space.

"It's a bit cold." Shen Rongyu whispered as he looked at the falling snow in the sky. The snow fell on his long eyelashes, reflecting a little light.

Ji Qingzhuo pushed the hot tea on the small table in front of him to him.

Shen Rongyu took a sip, and the bitter fragrance of tea overflowed in his mouth. He continued: "It's still a little cold."

Ji Qingzhuo was honest and didn't think what he said was a lie, so he spread out the thick blanket wrapped around him. Open it and give him half of it.

When he spread out the blanket, a cool breeze hit him, and Ji Qingzhuo shivered. Fortunately, Shen Rongyu quickly came over - his body was warm.

Ji Qingzhuo's body softened and she leaned against him. She asked softly, "Is it still cold like this?"

"It's not cold anymore." Shen Rongyu said.

When they were talking, the white mist they exhaled was thick, creating a warm and reassuring atmosphere.

Ji Qingzhuo and Shen Rongyu were wrapped in the same blanket and huddled on the same recliner, amidst the vast snow and howling wind and snow, they seemed to Only the other person can keep him warm.

The author has something to say:

Shen Rongyu: spit it out.

Snow Burial Sword: vomit vomit.

Shen Rongyu: Eat it.

Snow Burial Sword:? ? ? I'm really impressed by you, this old man.