The villain of Transmigration is reborn

Chapter 49 My Chunliang Junior Brother Has Been Blackened (Extra)

"What are you thinking about?"

A cold voice sounded from below.

Luo Shu lowered his head, and saw a young man in white walking from mid-air. As time went by, his eyebrows and eyes were still handsome and beautiful, not as youthful as before, but more distant and indifferent.

"I miss my little baby~" she smiled.

She still remembers the scene when she first met that person, the sun was just right, that white and tender face was covered in the bright sunlight, the brows and eyes were soft, and the black eyes seemed to be filled with subtle brilliance.

So cute... She just came to this world not long ago and couldn't help but greet her.

Withdrawing from the memory, the girl in red swayed her legs and jumped down from the tree, her skirt fluttered. Her delicate eyebrows and eyes were as usual, as if she had never encountered anything difficult, and she was charming and bright.

She tilted her head with a smile:
"Si Yan, where do you think Yiyi will be now?"

At that time, the young man in white clothes like snow had just sat down on the stone chair under the tree, with cold eyes, he picked up the teapot and poured himself a cup.

Hearing the name that was etched in his memory, he paused, and Bitu's tea splashed a few drops on the table.

He took a sip of tea as if nothing had happened, and said, "In this world, who would know the whereabouts of these two people."

Since that day, the two of them have completely disappeared in this world without a trace, and no one has ever found them again.

Even if Ling Yunzong mobilized all the forces to search, the cultivation world, the mortal world...or some precious magic weapon for finding people, they still haven't been found.

It was as if the world had never existed for these two people.

Only the existence of Ling Yunzong's life card that is still intact proves that the little girl is still alive in this world.

"Are you angry?" Luo Shu asked curiously.

"No," the young man in white lowered his eyelashes, and with a cold loneliness lingering around him, he murmured like mocking, "What qualifications do I have..."

The girl patted him on the shoulder, seeming to comfort him, and said as if she didn't care, "You know, the best way to save a broken relationship is to find a new relationship."

Seeing that person frowned.

She suddenly put her head down, her black eyes rolled, and she said with a smile on her pretty and bright eyebrows: "Hey... what do you think of me~"

Under the lush trees, the broken sun is mottled.

The girl in red and the youth in white form a beautiful picture.

……

Everyone in Qingcheng knows that a strange young couple moved in to the west of the city not long ago.

The appearance is exquisite and the bearing is extraordinary.

It's not like ordinary people at all.

A few children who go to school in a private school not far away, every time they go home and pass by, they can't help but look up and sneak a few glances at that house.

There is a fairy sister there, who is also very beautiful when she smiles, and she will give them sweets when she meets them occasionally.

As for how beautiful it is... the children think that it must be more beautiful than those immortals that Mr. said in an envious tone every time.

In an ordinary house.

Gu Yiyi helplessly comforted a jealous guy.

"I was wrong~" The little girl hugged him from behind, poking the delicate and seductive eyebrows and eyes of this man with her white fingertips.

He lowered his eyes, played with her soft and boneless little finger, and said in a cold and stiff voice: "What's wrong?"

From Gu Yiyi's point of view, all he could see was the man's pale and delicate eyebrows, and the drooping eyelashes covered the young man's dark eyes and murderous intent.

Gu Yiyi obediently admitted her inexplicable mistake: "I shouldn't have given sugar to those little guys."

The young man pursed his lips and tightened his jaw, which made the lines of his face look thinner and cooler.

"anything else?"

The little girl was dumbfounded. She bit her white fingertips, frowned and searched all the memories diligently and meticulously: "Is there anything else?"

The boy looked up.

His voice was still cold and grim, and his eyes were dark, but Gu Yiyi could hear an inexplicable grievance in it:

"You promised me not to laugh at other men."

She couldn't help but burst into laughter: "Feng Ling, are you childish~"

He lowered his eyes: "You said that you will go...you can't go, you can only be mine."

Under the sun, the boy's downcast eyes look like a fragile glass product.

Dangerous enough to scratch anyone who touches him, yet extremely vulnerable.

The little girl suddenly lost her temper.

She put her arms around the young man, and said in a coquettish voice, "Then you will stay with me, I will wait for you in the next world, of course... the premise is that you can find me."

"Most definitely."

He muttered, his eyes were crazy in the corner where no one was looking.

……

Ling Yunzong.

Ever since his daughter disappeared, the master of Lingyun Sect seems to have aged a lot, and he has become more silent.

Wei Bai is reporting the situation. Although he has long been the new head of the Lingyun Sect, he is out of habit. Every once in a while he will report to his master the latest situation of the sect.

After so many years of tempering, the young man has calmed down a lot, and he speaks in an orderly manner:
"The missing Elder Lingqing has been found by his disciples, but... when we found her, Elder Lingqing was intact, and he didn't even know about it at all. He said that she was practicing, but several disciples were not far away. We found several skeletons of demon cultivators."

"Hmm..." The head of Lingyun Sect responded in a low voice, "It should be him who did it, and I don't know how Yiyi is doing now."

He turned his head to look at himself, the only personal disciple, and shook his head helplessly: "You are the suzerain now, don't come to me as an old man every once in a while, I still want to rest for a few years."

The young man didn't speak, just bowed his head respectfully and waited for the master's order.

"Forget it, forget it," he waved his hand, looked up as if looking into the distance, his eyes were deep and distant, and sighed softly: "You can do as you like, anyway, I plan to leave Lingyunzong in a few days, and walk around at will. I am also tired from years of hard work.”

This day finally came, Wei Bai was not surprised.

He wanted to say something, for example, Feng Ling would definitely take good care of the junior sister, or that after decades, the junior sister was only five years old when she disappeared, and she might not be able to recognize her biological father... But in the end, He just lowered his head and said, "I understand."

Weibo backed away.

The master of Lingyun Sect, whose temples were a little white, stood alone outside the house, rubbing his daughter's life tablet with his hand, and looked at the sky in a daze.

Suddenly.

A voice came from inside the house.

"Boom, boom, boom..."

As if someone was knocking on the table with one hand, the voice was dull and filled with inexplicable sadness.

The Sect Master Ling Yun's gaze sharpened in an instant.

He dodged, and the figure appeared directly in the room, with the sword half drawn in his hand, and his voice was alert and cold: "Who!"

But the interior of this not too big room is clear at a glance.

No one at all.

Only an ordinary teacup was placed on the table, and white mist rose up, the heat was still there, and there seemed to be a small note under it.

Thinking of a certain possibility, he suddenly froze for a moment, feeling anticipation and apprehension in his heart.

But what is disappointing is that the words written on it are flying like dragons and phoenixes, and the words are so powerful that they are not at all a woman's clear and small writing style.

But the master of Lingyun Sect still cheered up and carefully read the words written on it.

There were only two sentences written on the not-so-big snow-white rice paper.

But it made him burst into tears.

"Everyone is born, old, sick, and dies. I plan to leave with her."

There was a click... The life card that he had been forcibly pinching together in his hand finally revealed the surface that was already full of cracks.

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　The previous chapter was blocked... The author is already crying to death on the way to revise and lift the ban
　　
　
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