The villain is whitewashed: I don’t want to be a villain even if I am killed

Outside the space, Feng Xiyue teleported in front of Meng Yixuan, and looked at him carefully.

Although his eyes were indifferent, there was no killing intent.

Meng Yixuan bowed to him, looking very polite, but not as humble as others.

"What do you think about this matter?"

Feng Xiyue asked.

People with different viewpoints may become enemies in the future, even if they don't have any deep hatred now.

He didn't want Xiaofan to have to face a powerful enemy after he ascended.

He could tell at a glance that this kid is lucky, and he will definitely not be someone in the pool in the future. If it is his friend, it will be fine, but if it is an enemy, it will be difficult.

Meng Yixuan was stunned, as if he didn't expect him to ask such a question, and after thinking about it, he replied seriously, "Both parties are at fault for this matter."

"Oh!" Feng Xiyue frowned slightly, most people would definitely say that the loser was wrong in this situation.

"Appreciate further details!"

"Yes!" Meng Yixuan nodded, "Originally, Fengcheng Lord held the ceremony with good intentions, but later, because of some greedy people buying cats, it caused a bad influence.

This is the beginning of the enmity.

For human beings, human life is indeed more important than those animals. The edict you issued has indeed broken the peace of the cultivation world.

Of course, some so-called cultivators formed cliques to escalate personal grievances to wars in the entire realm of cultivation, which was even more wrong.

Lord Fengcheng, in my humble opinion, why not just expose this matter and restore peace to the cultivation world. "

Hearing this, Feng Xiyue had a hint of sarcasm in his eyes: "If the loser is you practicing the true way, will they spare the lives of Xiaofan and this deity?
Not long ago, you saw the scene where thousands of people killed Xiaofan alone. They didn't intend to spare his life. "

"Indeed."

Meng Yixuan had nothing to say, and felt very bored in his heart. Some things he had been holding on to collapsed little by little when he saw those unsightly pictures.

He no longer believed in the slogans chanted by the so-called Zhengdao, and at the same time, he also had a bad feeling towards Mi Tianzong.

Especially the impression of the patriarch Fu Yuheng is particularly bad.

The group of people who were still lying on their stomachs saw the hope of life when they saw the Lord of Fengcheng chatting with the little monk of Mi Tianzong.

They all began to transmit voices to him.

"Little fellow daoist, I beg you, you must let the master of Fengcheng calm down, and you must not make him want to kill."

"Xuan'er, I am your patriarch, and I entrust you with the safety of cultivating the true way.

You must have a good talk with him, at least you should save everyone in Mi Tianzong, do you understand? "

This was Fu Yuheng who was hiding in the corner giving orders to Meng Yixuan.

Meng Yixuan didn't want to make any response, but when he saw the earnest faces of his teachers and uncles, he still bit the bullet and begged Feng Xiyue for mercy.

"My lord, this junior has an unfeeling request. Can you spare the people who entered Yicheng from Mitianzong later? They didn't participate in the killing of Yicheng. To be precise, they all came to help senior brother."

Hearing this, Feng Xiyue's eyes fell on Xiao Chuyi's face.

He can spare those who did not participate in the Yicheng massacre, but he will never spare Xiaofan's nominal master.

That guy was so annoying to him.

Sensing Feng Xiyue's terrifying gaze on him, Xiao Chuyi couldn't help but tremble a few times.

But then he straightened his back again, and even flew in front of Meng Yixuan, insisting on acting tough.

Like an old hen guarding chicks, she guarded her little apprentice behind her back, turned her head and said softly: "Xuan'er, don't be afraid, he can't do anything to you."

When facing Feng Xiyue again, he regained his ice face, and he cannot lose his aura when he loses people.

Sternly said: "This matter has nothing to do with Xuan'er, Lord Fengcheng, you must not kill innocent people indiscriminately."

Obviously he was chatting in a pleasant manner, which eye of his saw Feng Xiyue's little apprentice who wanted to kill him?

Do you want to be more professional in Biaoxi?
Feng Xiyue was speechless.

The love for Xiaofan of his family has grown a little bit more, the mother's partiality is too obvious.

When facing the big apprentice, there are all kinds of sarcasm and all kinds of contemptuous eyes.

When facing the little apprentice, there are all kinds of tenderness and all kinds of pampering.

Really disgusting.

Xiaofan was treated differently since he was a child, and he was not blackened, and he was still a pure-hearted child, which is really fortunate.

The more Feng Xiyue thought about it, the angrier she became, and a little spiritual pressure was given to him.

"Pfft..." Xiao Chu suddenly felt the pressure of the boulder, a mouthful of blood spewed out, fell backwards, and passed out immediately.

Meng Yixuan quickly hugged Xiao Chuyi who was about to fall, and quickly ran into the distance.

While running, he was also fed the pill, hoping that he could survive.

Seeing this scene, the others were all trembling with fright, trying to escape, but found that they had already been immobilized.

He could only lie on his stomach in a fixed position, waiting for the castellan's anger to vent on him.

Feng Xiyue glanced around, without any fluctuation in tone, just announced the fate of the rest of the people.

"This deity has always had a clear distinction between grievances and grievances. Those who participated in the massacre in Yicheng will all die. Those who enter Yicheng later may not die."

Then, in an instant, most of the people were injured by a spiritual pressure, and they died with a mouthful of blood.

The soul floats everywhere.

This includes the ancestor of the Mitian Sect, who died the most unwillingly. After becoming a soul body, he was still thinking about running away, hoping to come back for revenge in the future.

Feng Xiyue didn't want to leave troubles for herself, so she took out a magic weapon to restrain souls, and those souls flew over unwillingly.

The few people who were still alive all began to wipe off cold sweat, and there was no voice of opposition at all.

It wasn't until Feng Xiyue disappeared in front of them that they finally dared to move, and then they left in despair.

Mi Tianzong's three great masters and dozens of elders felt the luckiest. When sitting on the flying boat, they were still sweating and their faces were still as pale as paper.

Fortunately, their lives are still alive, they are no longer in the mood to mourn their dead ancestors.

But Xiao Chuyi was not so lucky.

Although Feng Xiyue didn't kill him, she had already cut off his meridians, and his dantian was shattered into scum.

Even if he manages to save a life, he will only be a useless person in the future.

At this moment, he has woken up, but his heart is ashamed.

"Master!" Meng Yixuan grabbed Xiao Chuyi's hand and couldn't hide his pain, "When we return to Mi Tianzong, let Master Luo take a good look at it.

You will definitely be able to restore the original. "

Xiao Chuyi shook his head, knowing that he was probably hopeless, he sighed and said:

"Hey! Your senior brother is really the nemesis of the teacher."

Meng Yixuan didn't quite agree with Ke Xing's statement: "Master! If you treat senior brother well, how can you be like this today?"

What you have today is all because of you.

He only said this in his heart.

"Hey! Do you think I don't want to treat him well? There is a reason why I did that for my teacher." Xiao Chuyi said again.

"The reason!" Meng Yixuan was stunned.

Isn't it because you really hate senior brother and you don't want to let him go free?