The villain is too evil

Chapter 39

Chen Muyu later thought that he didn't want to kill him at that time, he was just crazy for a while, and couldn't distinguish between imagination and reality.

Maybe Luo Jueqian is just Luo Jueqian, he is not anyone, and he does not need to replace anyone, his resemblance is just his resemblance.

No one can be anyone.

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Chen Muyu didn't put any hurting pills into Luo Jueqian's medicine. Luo Jueqian drank it for a few days, and the injury was almost healed. Zhuangli's own post.

But this time, he asked to be transferred to the Anweimen, to deal with some assassination missions that would be unfavorable to the Xuanbing Villa.

The Anweimen haunts and disappears, and people in the world hardly know that there is an assassination organization affiliated with Xuanbing Villa.Because of this, all the hidden guards of Xuanbing Mountain Villa are people with excellent martial arts. They hide in dark corners and attack the weak spots of others.

Luo Jueqian applied for entry, Xihe disagreed, but he is not the direct leader of the Anweimen, and whether he is qualified to enter requires a word from Chen Muyu.

The sect masters of the Anweimen are Chen Muyu's direct subordinates. In addition to assassinating missions, they also have the responsibility to protect Chen Muyu.

The head of the sect admired Luo Jueqian's qualifications. He informed Chen Muyu of the matter, and showed that Luo Jueqian was a good seed of the dark guard. He entered the sect and made the best use of everything.

Chen Muyu agreed.

The next Anweimen assessment is the top priority for Luo Jueqian.

There are three items in Anweimen's assessment, the five senses, hidden weapons, and lightness skills. These three are superior, and they are basically determined by default.

Luo Jueqian was born with eight supernatural powers, spiritual energy was natural, and Xuanzong's method came naturally.Like this kind of pass-through assessment, he passed it with a flick of his fingers.

After successfully entering the dark guard gate, the gate master took him to familiarize himself with various prohibitions and precautions, and then began the dark guard training.

As a qualified guard, it is useless to have high martial arts skills. You must display your highest ability in actual combat to reflect your value. He heard that Luo Jueqian was injured for more than a month during a mission a few days ago. Training is necessary, but He takes care of the injury and needs to recover, and the training intensity is gradual.

Luo Jueqian accepted his arrangement, but he was very smart, and he could finish some difficult training quickly, and required higher intensity training.

The door master sometimes came to see him pacing around the training place day and night, fighting against the cold hidden weapon mechanism without stopping, wondering if this person is crazy, no matter how hard he trains, he doesn't have to work so hard.

What he didn't know was that for Luo Jueqian, only when those gleaming blades stabbed at him would he not think about some sad things in his mind.

Fatigue may not be a good medicine for curing diseases, but injury and bleeding must be. Luo Jueqian can still understand that his current life belongs to Chen Muyu, and all injuries that are not for him are not panacea.

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After entering the secret guard gate, Luo Jueqian and Chen Muyu had less time to meet each other. He didn't follow behind Chen Muyu bitterly like a passionate young woman, begging him to take a look at him and see how infatuated he was.

He wanted to hide as far away as possible, seven feet away from him, it happened to be a bonus, and he was satisfied with just one glance.

Since Chen Muyu is ruthless to him, he doesn't want the false warmth that never belonged to him.

The occasional tenderness stirs people's hearts, but it is also like a whirlpool, the deeper you sink, the more you step into it.

Once they bumped into each other accidentally, Luo Jueqian was standing under a tree by the lake, his black hair was fluttering, and the belt around his waist was fluttering in the wind. A small pink petal on the tree fell on his eyebrows and imprinted on his cheeks. pupil.

Chen Muyu passed by, stopped, and looked towards him.

Luo Jueqian's heart trembled and he didn't hide; Chen Muyu stood there without moving, looking at him with no expression.

It was still Luo Jue who smiled lightly, her heart fluttering beautifully, like a polite greeting from an old friend, neither unfamiliar nor transgressive.

Chen Muyu left after he smiled, with an indifferent attitude, as if meeting a stranger.

Luo Jueqian was inevitably disappointed in his heart, it seemed that it had been a long time, would Chen Muyu forget him.

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Afterwards, Luo Jueqian went out with the Anweimen for several missions, which were of medium difficulty and returned successfully.

But later, the greedy people from the six worlds of ghosts set their sights on the Dragon Blood Bead in Xuanbing Mountain Villa, and failed to steal it in the village, so they captured Zhou Tang who happened to pass by, and fled back to the ghost path.

It happened to be Luo Jueqian's turn to be Zhou Tang's bodyguard that day, so it happened by such a coincidence.

Chen Muyu naturally wouldn't let him go.

He led Luo Jueqian into the ghost realm, his eyes were red all the way, and a river running through the ground was stained red with blood.

A step late is a step late.

Luo Jueqian struck at the evil spirit carrying Zhou Tang, and accidentally fell into a trap. He didn't know that the seemingly useless rope tied around him was made of Zhou Tang's tendons, so he broke free , Zhou Tang died.

The seven orifices bleed and die instantly.

In an instant, ghostly voices rang out in shock and laughter, and in the blink of an eye, no one was there.

Luo Jueqian's soul was torn apart by Chen Muyu, and half of his spiritual power was lost, which was sucked by the little ghosts around the ghost road and turned into nourishment.

In this redemption, in the end, they only lost money.

Luo Jueqian was dragged back to the village, and upon returning, Chen Muyu locked her in the dungeon and locked her with the Tingtian sword chain.

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Xiao Nianzhi's hand was burned by the dripping candle, she hurriedly withdrew her hand, and suddenly recovered from certain scenes.

He hastily tugged at Fuyan's sleeve beside him, and shouted: "Ayan, are you here?"

The candles on the wooden table burned out, and everyone walked out of their memories.

Xihua couldn't come back to his senses for a long time. Except for Xihe and Xinan in his memory, he didn't know everyone who appeared in it, and he didn't know why Xuanbing Villa didn't have the surname Xi many years ago.

Xiao Nianzhi instinctively thought that this memory should only be half of that person, and there was a mention of the Tingtian Sword Chain, which showed that it was related to everything now. He asked Xihua, "There is no detailed record in the notebook of the past masters of Xuanbing Villa. record?"

Xihua shook his head: "I don't know, I can't read the head's notebook, and I only know a little about the family tree...Luo Jueqian, who is this person?"

Xiao Nianzhi: "Although I don't know him, he must be someone who has been let down."

Fu Yan tightly held Xiao Nianzhi's hand, the temperature in the palm suddenly became deep, almost catching up with the heat of candle tears.

"Now you should think about how to get out. By the way, where is the person who spoke just now?"

Now the only light has disappeared, and the surroundings are completely dark. They really don't know how to get out.

In the darkness, Fu Yan suddenly hugged Xiao Nianzhi into her arms.He is much taller than Xiao Nianzhi, hugging him, just like he hugged himself back then, the whole body is in his arms, the tip of his nose is full of fragrance, his warm body is as safe and reliable as before.

Master belongs to him alone, and is his only one.

Before Xiao Nianzhi could open his mouth to ask him what he was doing, his whole body was ripped apart with great force, and the next moment he was ripped out of the black-scaled space.

The three of them came out of the different space, and before they could stand still, they caught sight of a ghost in white clothes.

The evil spirit grinned at them, and then wounded tens of thousands of silk threads with its hands to attack them.

Fuyan made a move with the Void Breaking Spirit Blade, cut off his silk thread, took advantage of the victory and strangled the soul's throat, but was repelled by an external force.

A gust of wind swirled up from downstairs, and before everyone could see clearly, the evil spirit in front of them was swept away and disappeared.

The wind blows away, and a sentence from Fangcai floats in the clock tower.

"Everyone, I'm back."

Xiao Nianzhi and others chased outside the building, but they had already disappeared.

"Who is this?"

From the beginning to the end, there was only a gust of wind, and the real body was not seen, and it also took away the evil spirit that came out of nowhere.

"There is a place where there may be clues." Fu Yan said.

Xihua thought for a while and said, "Zangshu Pavilion?"

"Things that only the head can see may not be unavailable now. If you want to understand the truth of the matter, this may be a breakthrough."

They went to Zangshu Pavilion later, found the head's notebook, and looked through it to see if the names of Luo Jueqian and Chen Muyu appeared.

They flipped through for a long time, only to see a blank sheet of paper, the sheet of paper that might have recorded the situation at that time was empty, and there was nothing there.

It was spotlessly clean, like a piece of history that never existed.

When they continued to search for other possible books, there was a sudden exclamation from outside, and then someone shouted loudly, and they vaguely heard someone calling the words of mad master, and they would be condemned by heaven.

They went out to see that the word "massacre" floating in the sky above the entire Xuanbing Villa was filled with blood.After the blood faded, the lost body parts of the elders who died a few days ago fell from the air.

A disciple from Xuanbing Villa came to ask, "Fourth Young Master, how should we deal with this?"

I didn't see who was coming, and I didn't know if it was a prank or a genuine pursuit of revenge in the rivers and lakes. It is the best choice to stand still.

"Pass down the order and step up your guard."

"Yes."

The leader did not turn around after receiving the words, but froze in place, and fell down for a moment.

Feeling a sharp wind, Fu Yan hugged Xiao Nianzhi to the side to hide, and waved her hand to clamp the sneak attacking dagger.

The two sides restrained their spirits, and Fu Yan had no time to look up to see who was coming.

"Nangong Jin?"

It's different, really different.

Nangong Jin was no longer the same as Nangongfu at that time, he changed into a black uniform, and the white long sword in his hand was replaced by a black short knife; there was a tiger and cheetah hidden in his eyes, revealing a ferocious aura all the time.

A strange pattern was painted on his forehead, like two poisonous snakes intertwined.

Xiao Nianzhi was blind and couldn't see, heard Fuyan call Nangong Jin's name, and hurriedly asked: "Nangong?"

This is a man in purple-blue clothing walking from behind Nangong Jin. His side neck also has the same pattern as Nangong Jin. Fuyan heard about this man many years ago. He is the leader of Tu Tianjiao. Tea.

But what was even more unexpected was that Yan Ling stood behind Pocha.

His eyes were still as clear and transparent as when he first saw him, and standing in the middle of his door in white clothes and green clothes looked like a kidnapped fairy.

But Fu Yan soon realized something was wrong, Yan Ling looked at her as if she was looking at a stranger.

He doesn't remember himself?

Pocha walked over a few steps, took a deep breath, looked at them teasingly, and said, "You smell of it."

Xihua frowned and said, "What?"

Splashing tea, he said, "Mo Lin has been occupied by you for so many years, you can give him another master."

Without shame, the ink scale is a ghost weapon brought back by the ancestors of Xuanbing Mountain Villa. In fact, it was handed over as soon as others said it would be handed over.

"Molin is originally a thing of Xuanbing Mountain Villa, you let it go at your will?"

"So, your Xuanbing Villa is a ghostly monster?"

He spoke frivolously and jokingly, and everyone present except him frowned seriously, so in comparison, it seemed that he took it by himself.

"But it doesn't matter if you don't hand it in, someone will make you willing to hand it in in a few days."

Fu Yan: "The existence of Tu Tianjiao is not recognized. In the past, it gained a large number of believers by bewitching the people. Why, now it is also doing things that threaten the righteousness of the world?"

He poured tea and tutted twice, glanced at Xiao Nianzhi, and said, "About me? Don't forget that you are also a ghost, and don't think that you can get rid of this brand in this life. Why do we talk about this to each other? Besides, you can do something. I can't do the matter of killing a teacher."

Fu Yan: "Bewitched by others, otherwise why did I come here?"

Xiao Nianzhi took a step forward and said: "That's what I said, but some mistakes are forgiven and some are not. I am sure that you will not be forgiven for doing wrong things in the future."

Pocha's eyes suddenly became deep, and he seemed to be annoyed by being told about the central matter. He didn't change his face, and took two steps back, saying: "There is a price to pay for doing wrong things, so everyone will not be spared. Xuanbing Villa, hmph, it will be over sooner or later."

He turned to leave, and Yan Ling left afterward, brushing a strand of long hair from the corner of Fu Yan's eyes.

Nangong Jin walked a few steps sideways, stopped, turned around and said, "Whatever owed must always be repaid."

The troublemakers dispersed all of a sudden, and the square was quite empty.

Xiao Nianzhi was not at all relaxed, he raised his head to look at the impossible to see Tiandao: "Is it dark? The grievances and grievances finally came to the door."

The Nameless Man begged to wash Xuanbing Villa with blood.And Nangong Jin came here to avenge the perishing Nangong Mansion.

Xihua suddenly murmured: "I see, he is coming back."

There seemed to be a thunder in the sky, and the white bird that was resting in the woods flew away.

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"Wen Yun?"

Fu Yan and Xiao Nianzhi were sitting on the tea table in the yard, Xiao Nianzhi was telling him about a past when Xihua and Qinse Wenjun were spurned by others.

"When you were controlled in Nangong Mansion to kill all directions, the person behind it was Wen Yun. He used to be the person Xihua put on top of his heart."

Good and evil, so the result can be imagined.

Fu Yan asked: "Wen Yun doesn't like Xihua?"

Xiao Nianzhi supported his chin with his hands, and said: "No, on the contrary, Wen Yun's love is even more than Xihua's."

But they didn't end up together until now.

"Xihua once saved Wen Yun's life. To Wen Yun, Xihua was his savior. To Yu Xihua, Wen Yun was Xihua's salvation."

The author has something to say: the past events about Wen Yun and Xihua will be shown through the perspective of others during the plot, and everyone has not forgotten Yan Ling, why he changed will be deciphered later, warning A moment, it will be abused, but I knelt down and rotated 380 degrees begging not to leave me

It is the first time to write an article, and it is still a new experience to torture the supporting characters to death.

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