MTL - The Villain Always Wants To Kill Me-Chapter 53 The hero's new vest is online

After Duan Wushuang left, Tao Jingyi raised his hand and fastened the veil strap behind his head. When he turned around, he found that his classmates were all looking at her with complicated expressions. He also dodged her gaze, not daring to look at her.

Tao Jingyi went back to the spot and sat down, continuing to rest.

The atmosphere gradually returned to normal.

"Hey, it turns out that the one just now is the little uncle from Xijiange." Someone couldn't hold back the curiosity in their hearts and started talking in a low voice.

"I heard that he is the son of Prince Zhennan, who loves martial arts, that's why he came to Xijiange."

"He looks younger than the elder brother."

"Whoever says someone has a high status, the pavilion master is only worthy to be his senior brother."

"He is as famous as Duan Feibai, which one do you think is better, him or Duan Feibai?"

"Of course it's 'Shuangjue of Qin and Sword' that's amazing!"

"I don't think so. In the past, it must be Duan Feibai who is very good. Today's Duan Feibai..." The man let out a long sigh.

Hearing Duan Feibai's name, Tao Jingyi's body stiffened involuntarily, and he couldn't help but listen carefully.

"Haven't you heard? The accident at the Red Maple Villa half a year ago..." the gossipman lowered his voice, after all, this matter involved the Puppet Villa.

When it comes to Doll Villa, everyone can't help but sigh. Puppet Villa has become more and more arrogant and domineering in the past few years. All major sects in the world are shrouded in the shadow of Puppet Villa. They act cautiously, fearing that one day they will become the next Red Maple Villa.

"Poor girl with unlucky life, happy event turned into mourning. After hearing that Miss Su died, Duan Shaoxia became obsessed with the theory of ghosts and gods, recruiting alchemists everywhere, trying to recall the soul of his beloved wife."

Speaking of this, everyone sighed, even Tao Jingyi was stunned, his cheeks were covered with a layer of snow. Fortunately, there was a veil covering her, so no one noticed her abnormality.

She only heard that Duan Feibai became the head of the Tianshan School, but she didn't hear that he was obsessed with ghosts and gods. She remembered that Duan Feibai pretended to be Feng Linzhi and revealed her true identity. Although she couldn't remember how many secrets she revealed that night, judging from Duan Feibai's obsession with ghosts and gods, he probably knew that she was "spirit possessed" , which is what the ancients thought was "borrowing a dead body to return the soul", otherwise he would not have asked questions like "who are you and where did you come from" on the night of getting married.

I just don't know if he has already guessed that she is not from this world.

"It's time, get up and keep running." Just as Tao Jingyi frowned and thought, Ruan Shan's voice interrupted her thoughts.

It was time for a stick of incense, and everyone continued to run along the mountain path.

After ten laps, the sky was already dark.

Tao Jingyi dragged his exhausted body and limped towards the Moon-watching Pavilion.

The moon-watching pavilion was as silent as ever. Tao Jingyi fetched a basin of cold water from the well in the courtyard, changed the dirty clothes on his body, and after a simple wash, he lay down on the bed comfortably.

After a tiring day, as soon as my head touched the pillow, darkness swept over me.

Tao Jingyi slept soundly.

bang bang bang—

After an unknown amount of time, someone knocked lightly on the window and door. The sound was endless, and it was impossible to ignore it. Tao Jingyi turned over angrily, got up from the bed, rubbed his eyes and opened the window.

There was a bright moon outside the window, and under the bright moon stood a young man, dressed in a jade-colored blouse, with a sword hanging from his waist, and frost-like moonlight between his eyebrows, he was exceptionally handsome.

"Little Martial Uncle." Tao Jingyi called out in surprise.

The young man nodded slightly, with a bit of embarrassment on his face, he opened his lips and said: "Little Martial Nephew, today is my fault, I have come to make amends for you."

"Today's matter? What's the matter..." Tao Jingyi covered his mouth and yawned, squinting his eyes to look at him with a tired look.

Duan Wushuang was stunned, he had prepared an apology, but he didn't know how to say it.

At this moment, Tao Jingyi's stomach made a sound of "cuckoo" at the right time, and this "cuckoo" sound drove her drowsy away instantly. She rubbed her stomach and asked, "Little uncle, do you have something to eat?"

After running ten laps, she was so tired that she didn't even have any interest in eating dinner. Now that she took a nap, she felt extremely hungry.

Duan Wushuang fumbled in his pocket for a long time, only found a handful of walnuts. He stuffed the walnuts into Tao Jingyi's hands and said, "Just wait, I'll be back soon."

Saying that, the figure disappeared in front of the window.

Holding the walnuts he gave, Tao Jingyi sat back at the table, clenched his hands into fists, and cracked open the walnuts one by one. After a handful of walnuts entered her stomach, a very strong aroma suddenly wafted from outside the house.

Tao Jingyi's eyes lit up, he opened the door and ran out.

Sure enough, a fire was lit in the yard at some point, and Duan Wushuang was sitting in front of the fire, fanning the flames with a folding fan. It was roasted on the fire until it was unknown what it was, and it was sizzling with oil, and the smell of meat went straight into Tao Jingyi's nostrils.

"Smells good, smells so good." Tao Jingyi waved the scent with his hands, sighing repeatedly.

"Naturally, I don't want to see who baked it." Duan Wushuang closed the fan.

Tao Jingyi sat down next to Duan Wushuang, sniffing the smell of meat in the air: "I didn't expect that the dignified son would have such skills."

Duan Wushuang tore off a piece of meat, handed it to her, and said triumphantly, "Taste it."

Tao Jingyi accepted it unceremoniously. Anyway, Duan Wushuang had already seen her face, so she didn't wear a veil when she went out.

She took the meat slices and put them in her mouth, and praised a few words while eating.

There was a smile on Duan Wushuang's eyes and brows, which made her feel light when she praised her.

"this is for you."

"What's this?"

"If you have meat, how can you not have good wine? Naturally, what's in this place is a rare and rare nectar in the world."

Tao Jingyi stared at the wine bag, his heart skipped a beat. Anyway, now that she is wearing Xijian Pavilion, she doesn't have to be vigilant all the time like she was in Hongfeng Villa.

She couldn't hold back and took a sip.

The wine is sweet, and the mouth is long, as if even the bones are drunk.

Tao Jingyi couldn't help but taste a few more mouthfuls.

"Sprinkle some more salt." Tao Jingyi said when Duan Wushuang turned the barbecue over.

"Is this enough?"

"Sprinkle a little more... that's enough, that's enough..."

Duan Wu's hands are dexterous, and the roasted meat is fragrant and soft, not greasy or greasy. In the end, most of them ended up in Tao Jingyi's stomach.

Since he came to make amends, Tao Jingyi accepted it with peace of mind.

When he was drunk, Duan Wushuang couldn't help asking: "What's the matter with your face?"

Thinking of his skill, Tao Jingyi took advantage of his drunkenness to make up a story about his miserable life experience.

Unexpectedly, Duan Wushuang also believed it, and held her hand and said: "Little nephew, don't worry, since you have entered the Xijian Pavilion, there will be an uncle covering you in the future, who dares to laugh at your face, the uncle is the first!" One hit him."

"Little Martial Uncle, you are really a good person." Tao Jingyi's eyes filled with tears, "In my life, I only have two wishes. The first is to always eat delicacies that are so skillful as my Junior Martial Uncle."

Duan Wushuang rubbed her head: "Then I will make it for you every day. What about the second wish?"

"The second one..." Tao Jingyi opened his misty eyes, the eyes were full of water, clenched his fists tightly, bared his white teeth, "Break out Duan Feibai's dog head!"

Duan Wushuang: "..."

"You're drunk, little nephew." Duan Wushuang said with a complicated expression.

"Break Duan Feibai's head!" Tao Jingyi hiccupped, squinted his eyes and fell into his arms.

"I'll give you the hammer now, okay..." After a long time, Duan Wushuang tilted his head and said softly.

The two drunkards were chattering in the yard in the middle of the night, Dongfang Yue in the house opened her eyes, put on her clothes and got out of bed, walked to the well, took a bucket of cold water, and poured all of it on the two people who were staggering around.

"It's raining! It's raining!" Tao Jingyi stood up suddenly, got up and ran, crashing into Dongfang Yue's arms with a "bang".

Tao Jingyi rubbed his forehead, raised his head, and saw an expressionless face.

Dongfang Yue said coldly: "Stop making trouble, we will continue training tomorrow, go to bed early."

Duan Wushuang propped his head on one hand, lay on the ground crookedly, raised his hand to wipe off the water drops on his forehead, and said with a smile: "Nephew Dongfang, I've always been curious, you have a sullen face all day, aren't you tired?"

Dongfang Yue said indifferently: "I also ask my little uncle to go back to rest as soon as possible, and don't spoil the new disciple."

Tao Jingyi remembered that he was still wearing half a fake face, fearing that the fake face would be wiped away by this splash, so he hurriedly ran into the house.

Fortunately, this face is waterproof, and there is no trace of it.

The next days in Xijiange are nothing more than running. After running for a month, Tao Jingyi found that his body was much lighter. A month later, Dongfang Yue officially taught everyone the basic swordsmanship in the Academy of Martial Arts.

This set of introductory swordsmanship is called "Swallow Killing", and the emphasis is on being as light as a swallow. When it comes to formally practicing swordsmanship, everyone understands Dongfang Yue's painstaking efforts.

Because of Tao Jingyi's foundation, she practiced quickly, but because her body had been injured before and her foundation was ruined, it was fine to practice swordsmanship, but it was very difficult to practice more advanced internal strength.

Dongfang Yue also told her about it.

Tao Jingyi wasn't sad, anyway, she didn't expect to become a top expert. Her wish in this life is very simple, that is to eat and drink well, and live happily until old age. If you meet Duan Feibai again, try to hammer his dog's head off, run away after hammering, and tell him to gnash his teeth for the rest of his life.

The years in the mountains are short, and half a month has passed in the blink of an eye.

Tao Jingyi, who had just come out of the Academy of Martial Arts, walked towards the back hill under the full moonlight with his clothes in his arms. There is a clear spring in the back mountain, which is suitable for bathing.

The heat has not yet dissipated, and the air is sultry. Even in the mountains, I was sweating profusely along the way.

Tao Jingyi put his clothes on a clean rock, squatted by the water, splashed cold water on his body with his hands, and the heat dissipated a lot.

The moonlight is clear, shimmering in the water. Lush and luxuriant forests grow on the bank, and the shadows are covered, and it is pitch black, making it difficult to see clearly.

Tao Jingyi stood up, looked around, and after confirming that there was no one there, he squatted down again, facing the water, and slowly tore off the mask on his right face little by little.

The mask was airtight and stuck to the cheeks tightly, making it very uncomfortable. To be on the safe side, she always wears this fake face when she sleeps, and she only dares to tear off the mask and wash her cheeks when there is no one else on weekdays.

The spring water was cool to the bone, and there was no one around, so Tao Jingyi couldn't hold back, so he tore off his mask to breathe.

She didn't know that, in the place covered by the shadow of the tree, a young man was sitting in the spring water. He was leaning against an upright mountain wall, his eyes were slightly closed, as if he was closing his eyes and resting his mind.

When the sound of Tao Jingyi's footsteps came from the shore, he opened his eyes suddenly, and a sharp look flashed across his eyes. It wasn't until Tao Jingyi's figure gradually became clear in his vision that the sharp look faded away and turned into a gentle one. .

He stared calmly at the girl who suddenly appeared in the moonlight.

Every move of the girl is in his eyes.

She squatted on the bank, reached into the waves with her hands, scooped up the spring water and splashed it on her body. Xia Ri's clothes were already thin, but after soaking in the spring water, they became a bit more transparent, clinging to her body, outlining her exquisite curves.

She was alert, looking around for anyone. But his martial arts are higher than hers, as long as he restrains his breath, not to mention Tao Jingyi, even Dongfang Yue may not be able to detect it.

Tao Jingyi did not notice him as he expected.

She squatted back to the water's edge again, hesitated for a while, raised her hand, and tore something off her right cheek.

He saw through the moonlight that it was a human/skin mask, with only half of the face, and the maker's painstaking efforts were almost concentrated on this half of the face. But from the boy's point of view, the creator's skills are mediocre. If it were him, he would never just make half a face. The real disguise is that even the eyes can be disguised, and most people can't do this.