Mistakenly Saving the Villain

Chapter 1 Beauty in Red

Song Qingshi is dead.

After his death, he came to a strange space, in which there was a sphere flashing red.

Yuanqiu said that he is a book-piercing system from a high-dimensional world. There is a fairy-xia novel called “The Best Beauty”, which is about to be plagued by readers’ grievances due to the tragic fate of the protagonist, causing problems in the world. You need to find someone who is familiar with each other. This is a bridge segment of a novel, full of heart and soul, and the soul of Daquan knows the change to repair the body and mind of the protagonist, and fulfill the readers’ wishes-change the fate of the protagonist, love him, and let him live the happiest and happiest life □□ □□□□□

The information of the system is intermittently dressed, and there are all incomprehensible alien garbled characters.

Song Qingshi suffered from frostbite syndrome during his lifetime and devoted himself to studying medicine to save himself. He was a medical student who studied and experimented frantically every day and never wasted time reading novels.

In terms of feelings, he is even more of a blank sheet. Although he is very good-looking and has a good-looking and obedient personality, due to physical problems, even the school bully in the school treats him like a mountain, not to mention the girl who is overwhelmed by maternal love. In the excessive loving care and sympathy, not only did he never even start to have a crush on him, but he also suffered from a slight fear of talking to strangers.

This is a totally unsatisfactory soul.

Song Qingshi didn’t know how he was picked up by the system, so he read Marx’s philosophy in vain. But from his messy information and messy code analysis, as long as he accepts the task, the system will send him to the virtual book world, give him a healthy body, and come back to life.

After Song Qingshi realized this, he was ecstatic. A healthy body is the craziest desire for him. Not to mention that the system task only allows him to take care of people very easily. Even if the system asks him to go up and down the fire, he is willing to accept it.

For this reason, he was ignorant of his conscience, organized language, and lied for the first time in his life: “I have read tens of thousands of books, never forget, have rich medical and nursing knowledge, and have taken psychology as an elective course, which can solve the protagonist’s physical and mental suffering. Create problems, and love… Rich experience in love, love to communicate, absolutely, can definitely accomplish tasks!”

If there was blood flowing in the soul, he would already be flushed.

The system did not notice his guilty conscience, confirmed the identity of the task performer, and sent a series of garbled, mixed with all kinds of chaotic and disordered information into Song Qingshi’s mind, which stirred his soul.

Suddenly, the system issued a sharp alarm sound, data transmission was interrupted, Song Qingshi’s eyes went black, and his soul drifted away to a white light spot…

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When Song Qingshi woke up, he found himself lying in the woods, surrounded by the faint fragrance of various herbs. He squinted half his eyes and looked towards the dazzling blue sky. A gorgeous golden luan bird dragged its long tail feathers, screamed, flew by, and followed countless fairy birds.

Is this the world in the book?

Too real…

The breeze blew through the forest, shaking off the dew on the trees, and the dew fell on his white fingertips, bringing a slightly cool feeling. Then, all the memories of the original body flooded like a tide, poured into his mind, trying to merge with the soul-this body is also called Song Qingshi, the master of the Medicine King Valley, and the most talented medical immortal and pharmaceutical in the immortal world. Teacher, his medical skills can heal the dead and the bones, and the spirit pill he cultivates is the treasure of the cultivator.

However, the original body’s temperament is extremely perverse, staying in the Medicine King Valley all the year round rarely goes out, never makes friends, and has no interest in matters other than medicine alchemy. When a patient seeks a doctor, he only looks at the mood and does not ask about his identity. When he is in a good mood, he treats mortal beggars. When he is in a bad mood, regardless of the identity of the visitor, he will become flower fertilizer in the pharmacy. He often uses living people to test medicines. Cruel, but because of his Nascent Soul cultivation base and various poisonous skills, Xianmen didn’t dare to provoke him easily, only secretly claiming to be a weird person behind his back.

The immortal world has a long lifespan, and the knowledge and memory of the original body for hundreds of years has not been filled, and various data fragments of the system rushed in frantically, with countless garbled codes, tearing the original body’s memory into a mess, leaving Song Qingshi at a loss. It took a long time before I managed to figure out my current situation.

Here is Jinfeng Villa, the most luxurious place in the fairy world, where there are rare and exotic animals and countless immortals and beautiful concubines.

The owner, Jin Feizhen, is also a great talent. He has a romantic nature, lavish shots, and friends all over the two ways of immortals and demons. He is a well-known figure. Recently, he got a very agreeable beauty, set up a banquet, and invited all friends who are in the same way to participate. It is said that he has also prepared many new beauties as gifts, so the number of people is like a cloud.

The original body has always been cold, intoxicated, and never touched on men and women. Today’s arrival is an accident. The owner of Jin Zhuang wanted to use Wannian Xueshen to exchange a batch of medicinal pills for him. The original body was recently short of Xueshen, so he agreed to the deal.

As the snow ginseng grows in the secret realm of the snow mountain of the Jin family, to get the best medicinal properties, it needs to be harvested and preserved with a special refining method. The original body is here to pick it personally, just in time for the feast of the golden owner. In order to establish friendship with the original body, the owner of the gold house invited all kinds of invitations and showed good wishes. Finally, the owner of the original body agreed to participate in tonight’s feast. The owner of the gold house was extremely happy and even said that he would send a few top beauties to him, saying that there are still suitable for doing it. In the furnace…

Then, Song Qingshi was sent by the system…

What is a furnace tripod?

Song Qingshi found all kinds of pill furnace treasured tripods in the memory of the original body, and always felt that it was wrong. After all, the master of the sword is a sword repairer and should not be interested in alchemy…

Song Qingshi wanted to find out about the system, but the system seemed to have disappeared. The information he sent not only contained no novel plots, but also scarce. Even the character information was very incomplete, and there were garbled characters everywhere, even the protagonist was introduced to it. nothing. Song Qingshi was dizzy and turned around for a long time before he found a few adjectives in the copywriting introduction: the best physique, peerless beauty, attacked by X□□□□□ offensive, ingenious and arrogant, sadomasochistic, □□, □□, □teaching, and the copywriting also included There are two texts that can be read clearly: □ .

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If you change to readers who often read system novels, they will immediately realize that this state is problematic.

Song Qingshi felt that there was nothing wrong. He believed that this was a systematic question to assess his reasoning ability and ability to do things. Song Qingshi is very accustomed to being assessed. Usually when he and his teacher start a new drug project, he often doesn’t have a cable in his hand. It requires a little experimentation and experience numerous errors and difficulties to reach the final answer. Most of this answer is not intended. of.

Many pharmaceutical companies invest billions or even tens of billions to research drugs. Scholars spend decades of time, graying their hair, and finally failing to pass the clinic.

Therefore, every drug researcher is a strong man who has experienced many battles, repeated defeats, and repeated defeats.

The questions from the system teachers are not difficult!

Song Xueba expressed no fear! He will definitely find the correct answer! Live up to the teacher’s expectations of him!

Song Qingshi quickly grabbed the key points in the title: the protagonist will appear at the feast of feasts, male, sexual, peerless beauty, superb body, is a miserable little pitiful destiny. He needs to save the protagonist, give him the utmost care, heal his physical and mental health, and then help him find happiness and joy!

In the Song and Qing dynasties, respect for sexual orientation was written into the law, and people of the same **** could get married.

He once found a novel lost by a rotten girl classmate, called “The Evil Prince and the Little Girl”. On the cover is a handsome and domineering man in ancient costume holding a beautiful woman with long hair with super flat breasts. He doesn’t understand it, and he returned the book. When I asked him curiously, his classmates told him about Tanmei, and told him that the beauty on the cover was male. The beauty is the subject, and the domineering is the offense. So Song Qingshi is confident that he can distinguish between the offense and the offense in the novel, and will never digress to rescue the protagonist.

The thinking and direction of problem-solving have been determined, only waiting for the feast of the group to start the exam.

Song Qingshi’s spirit sea gradually became clear, the soul and body were merged and became flexible. He sat up with his hands cautiously, then took off his shoes, lifted his feet, and tried to twist his toes that had been stiff for many years. The white and round toes nodded happily. Song Qingshi stood up swayingly, walked forward a few steps with hands and feet, and finally remembered the walking posture of a normal person, and his movements gradually changed from jerky to flexible…

Under the feet is soft grass and moist soil.

Outside the forest is a calm river. Song Qingshi stepped into the water and took a handful of cold river water to wash his face, confirming that he was not in a dream.

Tears gushed out of extreme joy, and the big drops fell on the palms of the hands. They couldn’t stop no matter how much, the river calmed down from the slight shaking, and the reflection of the boy’s figure appeared.

Song Qingshi was surprised to find that the body given by the system was very similar to his high school age. The body was not very tall, the figure was relatively thin, and he was wearing a magical garment made of heavy snow-colored cloud brocade. The body was tightly wrapped and wrapped. Layer after layer, at first glance, there will be an illusion of incompetence.

The thin hair is simply tied up, and some broken hair hangs outside. His appearance may be related to cultivating immortals. He is a bit more refined than the original, with a cold white complexion and clear eyes. Because he often wanders away from the sky and wants to study, he feels a bit dull and very deceptive, leading to many unlucky ghosts who think that the original body is harmless. All have become the flower manure or poison test in the medicine garden.

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After Song Qingshi vented his emotions and saw the red eyes in the reflection, he was a little embarrassed. He hurriedly lowered his head and fetched water, trying to wash away the tears on his face, but behind him came the sound of fine bells and ridicule.

“It’s useless to suicide. It will only cause pain in vain. If you are not reconciled, you can try and sink slowly to see if you can succeed.”

Song Qingshi was taken aback, turned around and saw a beautiful scenery that he had never seen before.

There were trees full of peach blossoms, and under the tree was a beautiful young man in red. I don’t know how long he cried stupidly while watching Song Qing there. The young man’s appearance is extremely vigorous, like a scroll of rich colors and ink, painted all the romantic colors of the world. The warm jade-like skin, the most beautiful is the dark golden phoenix eyes under the crow-feather-like eyelashes. He should be like a noble and dignified phoenix in the sky, but under the corner of his left eye there is an extremely gorgeous red tear mole, which desecrates nobleness. The dignity was crushed, and the phoenix fell into the world, dyed in the color of desire, and turned into flattering, making people feel unbearable.

His long hair was untied, hung casually to his waist, the tail was slightly curled, his feet were bare, and he was only wearing a red dress made of shark silk. The shark silk was as smooth as water, clinging to his body and covering it. All colors, just pull the gold ribbon around the waist, and they will all fall down, revealing the favorite scenery in every man’s dream.

Song Qingshi did not blaspheme his mind, but because he was found crying, his social fears became more serious. After a long time of courage, he stumbled and said: “I, I just…”

His hesitation became acquiescence in the eyes of the beauty in red.

There are dangerous monsters and birds everywhere in the fairy world. The monks have aura and keen senses, and can easily detect the wind and grass around them. Even the little monks in the foundation-building period will not miss the sound of mortal footsteps with bells, let alone the Nascent Soul monks. If they release their spiritual thoughts, the snakes, insects, rats and ants on the mountain will not want to escape. Except for Song Qingshi, a strange flower that has just passed through, and is very strange to spiritual power and world conditions…

The beauty in red was completely misunderstood, thinking that Song Qingshi was also a mortal, and there is only one use for such a beautiful mortal in Jinfeng Villa. He confirmed: “A new slave?”

Song Qingshi raised his head in amazement, wondering, and wanted to ask, but his eyes fell on the beauty of the red dress. There seemed to be some strange wounds. He couldn’t help but curiously glanced at it more secretly, thinking about what it was.

The beauty in red noticed his visit, her heart was unhappy and malicious, but a very gentle smile appeared on her face, and she said in a sincerely blessed tone: “Don’t watch it, you will have it soon.”

Song Qingshi was well protected before crossing. He had never encountered malice and did not understand the mystery of the words. Although he thought this blessing was a bit strange, he still answered politely: “Thank you.”

The beauty in red was choked by this answer. He was sluggish for a moment. He looked at Song Qingshi up and down like a fool, and found that the body in front of him was very clean, and his eyes were pure as he had never experienced the destruction of hell.

This discovery made him feel pity for the heart that had been tempered by the fire of karma. He retracted his sharp malice and said softly, “After tonight, you will know that death is a luxury.” He turned slightly to his side, looking at Lingling’s flow. He Shui warned, “When I first came here, I tried to suicide many times, but it was useless. We are slaves who are branded with the seal of acacia. The spirit belongs to the master. As long as the master doesn’t allow it, we can’t die by ourselves…”

The beauty in red was silent for a long time. He slowly stretched out his hand and rubbed Song Qing’s hair that was soft as a small animal.

Song Qingshi saw several tied red marks on his white wrists. He realized that this was the pain of unwilling to be questioned, so he put up his doubts.

The fingertips of the red-dressed beauty slipped from the hair to Song Qingshi’s delicate face, watching his ignorant expression, paused slightly, and then put it down unbearably. He didn’t want to say any more, because before he personally experienced the endless nightmare, it was useless to say anything. Now that he can keep one more moment of innocence, it is one more moment of happiness. Finally, he sighed, “You look good, but unfortunately the better you grow, the later you will be relieved…”

Song Qingshi was puzzled: “What does liberation mean?”

“You’ll know soon,” the beauty in red’s expression suddenly relaxed. He glanced around carefully, then stretched out his index finger and tapped his lips lightly, so light that he could barely hear it. The voice answered inexplicably, “Tonight is my relief…”

The red-dressed beauty turned around with a smile, with a crisp ringtone, turned and left. His steps were a little unstable, and each step was strenuous, like a mermaid walking on the tip of a knife in pain.

A pair of exquisite gold shackles were exposed on the beautiful ankles under the red clothes. Each of the shackles was hung with an exquisite bell. The middle was connected by a slender golden chain. When walking, the bell shook slightly and made a clear and sweet sound, just like Tethered bird.

The golden chain dragged across the grass, and a few drops of blood dropped onto the green leaves.

Song Qingshi plucked up the courage to overcome social fears, and shouted to the beauty who was about to go away: “Are you…injured? I, I know medical skills…Do you need me to treat you?”

The beauty in red looked back, looked at him for a few seconds, couldn’t help but smile, this time the smile finally entered the eyes, like a ray of golden sunlight breaking through the clouds, dazzlingly beautiful. He shook his head towards Song Qingshi and gave himself a sincere blessing: “I hope you have better luck tonight.”

He turned his head, and the sunlight in his eyes disappeared in a flash, as if it had never existed, only the dark clouds that would not retreat.

Having fallen into a nightmare for many years, he has long learned not to miss the kindness of others and not to care about the moment of being almsgiving.

He walked alone in the prison step by step with the shackles of pain, without stopping.