I played the role of a cannon fodder scumbag, but I was the heartthrob

Chapter 179 Master Bai Yueguang, You Smell So Good (46)

After finishing cleaning up Hua Jingmian, Ye Zhao felt a fishy-sweet taste in his throat.

He tried to restrain himself but it was no use, a trace of blood hung from the corner of his mouth.

When the system saw this situation, it jumped out immediately.

[Host, what’s wrong with you? 】

Ye Zhao shook his head.

This novel is written from the perspective of Hua Jingmian, and there is less than a thousand words of useful information about this scumbag immortal.

How could he know?

Heiyun, who had just returned from a stroll outside, happened to see this and heard what was said.

"Vomiting blood is normal, just get used to it."

Even so, it floated towards him very quickly.

Pulling Ye Zhao's sleeve, "Come with me."

Take him towards the bedroom.

It was not fast, but Ye Zhao followed it effortlessly.

"I promised you to keep Hua Jingmian. What's the secret you want to tell me?"

Thinking of this, he asked hurriedly.

Heiyun said without even turning his head, "Follow me and you'll know."

Entering the bedroom, there was a row of arm-sized candles placed on a wooden shelf.

The light that emanates dispels darkness.

The black cloud stopped in front of the floor-to-ceiling mirror.

"Aren't you curious about why my master hides his true appearance?" It mentioned this matter in a subtle tone.

Ye Zhao wanted to say, isn’t it because she is afraid that the male protagonist will recognize that she looks like Jiang Zhaoyue?

However, he still cooperated and asked, "Why?"

"Remove the facial blurring spell from your face." Heiyun looked at him.

There must be a reason for it saying that, so Ye Zhao cast a spell to wipe it out.

He looked up at the mirror in front of him, and when he saw the image in the mirror, even he staggered back a step.

It also……

His mind was in chaos, and ten ice cones shot out from his fingertips.

"Clang!"

The mirror shattered, leaving a mess on the ground.

"Every time my master experiences extreme negative emotions, such as anger or sadness, and activates his killing move, not only does he vomit blood, but even his face..."

"As you can see, this is his biggest secret."

"Anyone who knows this secret must die." Heiyun's tone was cold and horrified.

Then he changed the subject, "But, Tongzi and I are not human, hehe."

Ye Zhao seemed to be thinking about something.

In short, after Hua Jingmian was sure that he could stay, he still took his things and went to the main hall of Chunhua Peak - Yingchun Hall.

But when people along the way saw him, they all avoided him and covered their mouths with their hands while laughing.

Hua Jingmian noticed it and smiled back.

Those people ran away as if they had seen a ghost.

The disciple guarding the gate of Yingchun Palace learned the purpose of his visit and went in to report.

After coming out, they will be released immediately.

Hua Jingmian entered the hall, and a warm breeze accompanied by the sweet fragrance of flowers blew in her face.

Unlike the bitter cold of the Winter Snow Peak, it is like spring here all year round with birds singing and flowers blooming.

Jiang Zhaoyue, who was appreciating a painting with Feng Qingwu, still had her face covered with a veil, and her three thousand black hair was casually tied up.

Hearing the steady footsteps, he looked towards the person coming, without even looking at the painting in his hand.

Feng Qingwu suppressed her dissatisfaction and glanced at Hua Jingmian who came in.

When she saw the pattern on his face, she almost tore the scroll in her hand into pieces.

The moment he saw Jiang Zhaoyue, Hua Jingmian's eyes sparkled.

But she soon frowned, and compared to usual, Miss Jiang's face looked paler and bloodless.

I remembered that many people said she was in poor health, and I couldn't help but worry.

"Disciple pays homage to Immortal Qingwu, Senior Sister Jiang."

Even though he was anxious, Hua Jingmian didn't want to ask any more questions because of the presence of others.

Feng Qingwu put the painting back on the table. "Why are you here instead of practicing properly?"

"I came here to return Senior Sister's things. Thank you for your help that day."

As he spoke, Hua Jingmian took out a wooden box from his storage ring and returned it to Jiang Zhaoyue.

Jiang Zhaoyue took it with both hands, his tone full of joy, "I heard that Junior Brother can stay in Jiugongmen, congratulations."

"That's right, you have to thank Immortal Mingxi very much." Feng Qingwu smiled wryly, "By the way, was that something on your face done by him?"

Hua Jingmian stroked her cheek, wanting to say something but stopping herself.