why dress up as a villain

Chapter 114 The Temple
Xie Dashen dispelled all Le Qi's doubts with one word.

He said: "Fujian, under Gong Shufeng's seat, has confessed."

Le Qi nodded to show that she understood.Logically speaking, as one of the victims, she should be happy to learn that Shen Qiyang and Fu Jian's conspiracy was exposed.But actually, Le Qi felt calm when she heard Xie Jianglou's words.

She didn't think that Shen Qiyang and Fu Jian got the punishment they deserved and everything was over. On the contrary, even if Shen Qiyang and Fu Jian apologized with their deaths, Ah Lei, A Niang and those villagers who died would never come back to life. What's more... the real murderer was not Shen Qiyang and Fu Jian, but Chiyan Peak and Gong Shu Peak behind them, the peak owners of these two peaks.

If she, Le Qi, wanted to avenge Ah Lei, A Niang and those villagers, it would not be enough to trip Shen Qiyang and Fu Jian, let alone she hadn't done anything yet.

Seeing the calm face of the girl in front of him, Xie Jianglou's deep and cold eyes rippled slightly, but he quickly returned to calm.

"You don't have to worry, the head will give you an explanation." He said suddenly, his usually cold voice had a hint of slowness.

Unexpectedly, at the moment of exit, a huge thunder light suddenly flashed across the sky, piercing the starry sky in an instant, looking strange and unpredictable.

Le Qi didn't hear that sentence, her attention was already attracted by the vision in the sky.

Here Xie Jianglou's expression became serious.

When Le Qi was surprised, the second thunder had pierced the night sky, like a huge lightning snake, it swam away from the sky and then disappeared suddenly.

"This is?" She muttered to herself in bewilderment, but she didn't expect Xie Jianglou to answer her almost mumbling to herself.

"Someone is trying to open the entrance from the outside world."

Xie Jianglou's words are usually concise, but his throat is sealed with a sword, so what he said is basically the truth.

Lucky was a little surprised, but who is doing such a thing? She was puzzled.

I saw that the corner of the starry sky that was originally flat on the horizon suddenly became distorted, and a huge vortex suddenly formed in the layers of nebula.

However, the vortex is still expanding, and a white halo emerges from the vortex, this scene is particularly strange.

When the vortex became the largest, the white light suddenly became extremely powerful and dazzling, and Le Qi closed her eyes reflexively at that moment.

When she opened her eyes again, all the strange sights in the starry sky disappeared.The starry sky is still bright, as if nothing happened.

However, almost at the moment when the sky returned to calm, the ground suddenly shook violently, and countless trees fell down in the earthquake.

Under Le Qi's inconceivable eyes, a tall mountain suddenly rose from the forest behind them, like a sleeping monster waking up from the deep underground, covering the vast ground with a huge black shadow.

"This is..." This is the Temple of the Wasteland!
That's right, following Le Qi's gaze, the magnificent building standing on the mountain that suddenly appeared, towering above the mountain top and bathed in starlight is the wilderness temple of the lord of the wilderness!

At this time, Xie Jianglou had already sacrificed the Huaxu sword, and the wide sword body was emitting a faint blue light, like the wings of a butterfly with blue halos.

But Xie Jianglou, who had witnessed all this, still had a cool and calm face. He glanced at Le Qi who seemed to be in a daze, and said in a cold and steady voice, "Come up."

Hearing Xie Jianglou's steady voice as always, Le Qi's heaving heart suddenly calmed down. She jumped up and landed behind Xie Jianglou, and the sword light pierced the sky, leaving a brilliant color in the sky.

There was a strong night wind in the heights, and the Hua Xu sword pierced through the long wind and broke through the clouds all the way. It was not the first time that Le Qi was so close to Xie Jiang Tower. She entered the Lingyun Immortal Gate a few years ago under the carrying of Xie Jiang Tower's flying sword.

At that time, she was also so close to Xie Jianglou, but at that time she was sitting on the corner of Feijian, but now she was standing behind Xie Jianglou.

Looking at him from behind at this moment, his slender figure looks even taller and taller against the background of the spotless white robe, and the silver hair is winding down, flowing this bright halo under the starlight, just a back view is enough to make people unable to move their eyes away.

So it wasn't until Xie Jianglou said "come down" to her that Le Qi came back to her senses.

Uh... It's really embarrassing to stare at someone's back and lose your mind...

Le Qi was annoyed for a moment, she jumped off the flying sword in Xiejiang Tower, and the temple above was basically revealed.

"There is an enchantment here." Xie Jianglou said, in fact, this also explained why he didn't fly directly to the top of the mountain in a disguised form.

——Because of the enchantment, the flying sword can only reach halfway up the mountain.

So Le Qi and Xie Jianglou had to walk for the rest of the way.

The ground was suddenly uplifted and the mountain range at the starting point was not flat, so the journey was extremely difficult, at least for Le Qi.

That's strange, she thought to herself, looking at the man in front of him who was walking on the ground, Le Qi felt a little bit aggrieved, could this be the so-called halo of the protagonist?
At least along the way, Le Qi was almost in a mess while Xie Dashen went smoothly.

Thinking of this, when Le Qi didn't pay attention, she grinned, and when she tilted her foot, her wrist slammed into the sharp stone, blood flowed instantly, and her flesh was mutilated.

Le Qi was so painful that tears were about to burst out of her eyes in an instant, and then she pressed her back hard.

There is no other reason, but Le Qi felt a bit embarrassed to cry in front of God Xie, after all, under the gaze of his deep and cold eyes, showing fragility would be a very embarrassing feeling.

Xie Jianglou turned his head when he heard a muffled groan, and then saw the girl sitting on the ground clutching her bloody right hand, frowning tightly. At that moment, some kind of familiar fragment flashed in the depths of his memory, as if it brought him back to the long time ago.

This is not the first time, and it is not the first time that this girl is a bit like him, that kind of forbearance and preoccupation, the years that cut through the silence overlap together.

Xie Jianglou has practiced Taoism for more than 130 years. For him, those young years are just rotten wooden piles in the dilapidated house, which have long been integrated with the soil. What's more, he has been practicing Taoism for many years, and his temperament is cold.

Xie Jianglou walked over slowly, paused in front of Le Qi, and pulled away the sleeves on her wrists regardless of her clutching hands.

He frowned slightly, as if he didn't expect the injury to be so serious: "Where is the medicine I gave you in the magic kiln last time?"

Le Qi suddenly remembered such a thing.

(End of this chapter)