Fantasy: Who said villains must follow the script?

Heaven on earth.

Du Rou is very angry now.

Ever since she became a Nascent Soul Stage strongman, she has never been so aggrieved as she is today.

The several alchemy-stage female cultivators brought from the sect all died unexpectedly. What's worse is that the sect's sacred objects were also stolen.

To be more precise, he was cheated by someone.

"I'm sorry, Aunt Rou, I don't know that person is here to steal the holy artifact..."

Liu Xuanxuan at the side said with red eyes and blamed herself very much.

In her opinion, if she hadn't been too careless, it would have been impossible for the holy artifact to be stolen by others.

"No, Xuanxuan, it's not your fault."

"It's because I didn't think clearly about the consequences of inviting the holy object out, and I didn't expect the court to do it so soon, and the person I sent was His Royal Highness King Xiang who specifically restrained me."

Du Rou said with a sigh, the wrinkles on her face seemed to have increased a lot.

"Then... what should we do in the future?"

Liu Xuanxuan asked with some anxiety in her heart.

After losing the sacred relic of the sect, her ceremony could not go on, not to mention that since she saw that handsome face, she couldn't hold other people in her heart anymore.

She has spiritual eyes that any monk dreams of, and she can see through all disguises.

Jiang Feng's previous disguise was useless in front of her.

Du Rou looked at Liu Xuanxuan with a serious look on her wrinkled face: "Xuanxuan, now we can only atone for our sins and get the sacred object back."

"Do you remember what that man looked like?"

"Well, I remember him!"

Liu Xuanxuan nodded emphatically, of course she couldn't forget the first man who looked at her naked body!

Besides, he is so handsome!So temperamental!
Du Rou breathed a sigh of relief.

"Very good, our Hehuan Sect has a technique that can print out the pictures in our memory. As long as we have the portrait of that person, we will definitely be able to find him!"

Liu Xuanxuan nodded half-understood, she not only wanted to get back the holy object, but also to do what should be done!
If he doesn't want to, then come hard!

……

at the same time.

Jiang Feng, who was still basking in the moon on the flying boat just now, shivered violently, like a Parkinson's syndrome patient, even the cafeteria aunt would feel ashamed.

"Ah!"

What the hell?

Jiang Feng felt at a loss.

I am already a monk in the alchemy stage, but I still sneeze, no one will miss him, right?
That must be the case.

There are two junior sisters waiting for him at home, and he has been away for two days.

Thinking of such an explanation, Jiang Feng gradually felt relieved, and then simply called out to Nie Yun, who was meditating and practicing seriously in the cabin.

"Senior Brother Nie Yun, I'm not feeling well, how about you sail this boat?"

Jiang Feng was telling the truth, he sneezed!

Nie Yun was a little angry at first, and it was a very unpleasant thing to be interrupted to practice, but after hearing Jiang Feng's explanation, he immediately understood.

That's right, Junior Brother Jiang Feng went deep into the tiger's den and destroyed the spirit treasure, so he must have suffered serious injuries!

"So that's it, Junior Brother Jiang, I'll leave the matter of sailing the boat to Senior Brother."

After speaking, Nie Yun resolutely stepped onto the bow of the ship and temporarily took over the driving of the flying boat.

This brother is very nice.

Jiang Feng nodded secretly, then took out the quilt from the interspatial ring, and found a clean place to sleep in the cabin. As for cultivation, it was impossible.

Because of some kind of misunderstanding, Nie Yun was always driving the flying boat for the next two days.

Jiang Feng was naturally happy to be at leisure, and occasionally tried to combine the sword energy condensed from the heaven-level exercises, and it turned out that he successfully worked out a version of the combination of the two sword energy.

After combining Daotian Sword Qi and Taixuan Sword Qi, he named it Daoxuan Sword Qi.

Although the power has not increased exponentially, it is definitely much stronger than before.

Two days later, the two returned to Daotian Sword Sect.

Jiang Feng originally planned to go back to Purple Bamboo Peak directly, but Nie Yun pulled him and said to go and collect the rewards, so he had no choice but to temporarily extinguish the thought of going back.

It wasn't that long anyway.

……

"Junior brother, the sword tomb of our Daotian Sword Sect is just ahead, and there are swords left by the ancestors of our Daotian Sword Sect. As long as we can recognize the master, we will make a lot of money!"

After handing in the task, Nie Yun brought Jiang Feng to Jianzhong.

At this time, what appeared in front of them was a desolate valley. No one could have imagined that there would be such a desolate place in the majestic Daotian Sword Sect.

Hearing Nie Yun's words, Jiang Feng lost interest.

Now he just wants to go back early and feel how his junior sisters miss him these days, such as love stickers and so on, instead of accompanying a man here to hunt for treasure in the desolate sword mound.

"Senior Brother Nie, of course I know about the Sword Tomb, so hurry up."

Jiang Feng didn't bother to say much, he passed Nie Yun and walked quickly towards Jianzhong.

"You bastard, you are really in a hurry than me!"

Nie Yun shook his head and smiled, and hurriedly followed.

They can only stay in this sword mound for half an hour, and if they haven't left after half an hour, the elders guarding the sword mound will drive them away.

Regardless of whether they have been recognized by a sword, they cannot continue to stay here.

at the same time.

Outside the sword mound, many figures were hiding in the dark and watching the two of them.

Most of these figures are elders, and there are even a few peak masters who are also watching outside. The Zixia Fairy from Caiyun Peak is here.

There is also a petite figure, it is the suzerain An Xiaoyu.

They all heard that someone was going to enter the Sword Tomb, and they came here to watch the excitement.

Especially An Xiaoyu, who had already panicked from being idle.

As long as there is a little bit of fun, she is willing to take the lead and become a glorious happy person, so she doesn't look like a suzerain.

What's more, among the two people who just entered, one of them is sister Ziyue's disciple.

An Xiaoyu wanted to see what level of spirit sword Jiang Feng could take out from the sword mound.

At this time, Duan Mingjian, the peak master of Misty Peak, saw Nie Yun's figure with a smile on his face.

"As the old man's apprentice, Nie Yun's cultivation has already reached the realm of the sixth heaven of alchemy. I believe he will be able to obtain a powerful spirit sword from a certain senior this time."

Hearing this sentence, many people are deeply convinced.

There was only one person who uttered sour words, and that was Qingyun Peak's peak master, Zhao Wuliang.

"Hehe, how can it be so easy to obtain the natal spirit swords of the powerful seniors?"

"In my opinion, these two disciples are considered to be lucky if they can get a third-order spirit sword, and it is something to be thankful for."

Many people frowned.

What Zhao Wuliang said was indeed a little too much.

Duan Mingjian, the peak master of Misty Peak, was even more angry when he heard this. Zhao Wuliang is a typical example of saying grapes are sour when he can't eat them!

Suddenly, Duan Mingjian thought of something, and said sarcastically: "Master Zhao Feng, you really are a noble person who forgets things! Your disciple who has the talent of an immortal is still only in the realm of the third heaven of alchemy."

"you……"

Zhao Wuliang choked for a moment, and was immediately speechless.

Just as Duan Mingjian wanted to take advantage of the victory to pursue him, there was already movement from the sword mound, and a soaring sword energy pierced the sky, which meant that someone had already been recognized by the spirit sword!