My wife is a passerby villain

Chapter 378: Preserved in History
Seeing that the boy in the black sweatshirt was unmoved, the man smiled and shook his head and said: "Actually, I noticed you very early. Even if you disrupted our 'pen table', it also proves that you are indeed a person." A malleable talent."

"I believe that your future achievements can far exceed everything you have achieved now."

"Otherwise, you will not be made an exception and written into my 'history book' and appear here."

When the young man in a black sweatshirt heard this, he gradually turned around and stared at the man in front of him, "If I join you, can you let my wife go?"

The man pondered for a moment and sighed slightly: "It won't work."

"you--!"

"Don't worry," the male hand gently placed on his shoulder, "When you were with your wife, did you never feel that there was anything wrong with her?"

"For example, many of your experiences cannot withstand scrutiny..."

"Because the so-called An Tong actually never existed at all, and what I am doing now is just to correct this 'clerical error'."

"What on earth do you want to say!" Seeing that his wife's forehead was drooping, she had lost the strength to speak, and even fell into a coma. His fists were already shaking a little.

"Well, everything will be clear when you join us." The man looked at the infatuated young man in front of him, and even felt a little pity. "We will not harm our companions. After all... it will destroy unity."

Then the man turned around, his right hand still on the young man's shoulder, and pointed at the girl called 'wife' in front of him.

"In fact, she is not An Tong at all, but the most suitable successor of the Situ family, an existence whose name has been withheld—"

"Situ An."

The male's voice is deep and long, as if he is telling a history that has been dusted away.

"We once tried to cut off the inheritance of the Situ family through the most suitable successor of the Situ family. After all, their inheritance ability is too obvious a threat to us."

"We even paid a very heavy price for this. Three heaven-level saints and seventeen earth-level quasi-sages all perished forever in the pure land of Kailin City, Zhongzhou Province. Not even their remnant souls could escape. , the history books were burned until only fragments remained..."

"Our plan was perfectly prepared, but it still failed and we have no way of finding out what happened that night."

"However, since then, Situ An, the most suitable successor of the Situ family, has no signs of ever existing, and even the past has been erased."

"And you..." The man said this, patting the boy's shoulder a little harder, "It's just a by-product of Situ An's creation of 'An Tong', used to complete the fact that 'An Tong' never existed. It’s just An Tong’s past.”

"Otherwise, if you think about it carefully, besides your experience with her, do you have... other pasts?"

"Do your parents, your relatives, your childhood memories... all exist?"

"Have you even...did you look in the mirror yourself?"

"Other than your own features...can you describe your appearance?"

Seeing that the face of the young man wearing a black sweatshirt became more and more stiff, the man also moved away from him in time.

"This is a gift I give you, and it is also our sincerity in recruiting you... After all, these historical facts are not what your 'history book' can record now."

"It's an honor for me to be your ancestor, so that you can have a true self soon."

"And we don't need history to give us some fragments, but we want real existence!"

"So..." The young man who had forgotten his existence asked with a trembling voice: "What should we do now?"

"Waiting for the Immortal Killing Formation to strip away the 'Situ Family' inheritance from Situ An," the man patted his shoulder again, with a strange smile on his face, "I know you are holding back your anger and pretending to be calm, here with me Use clichés, look for opportunities and wait for opportunities..."

"It's a pity that no matter how hard you force yourself to realize that you are in the D-level realm, we also know that you have already reached the middle level of the yellow level."

"They don't understand the inheritance, but we do."

"We can deduce everything you have done, no matter how many people around you act with you... After all, we have seen too many dramas, and even the emperor once gambled on the fate of the country, but still lost in front of us everything."

The man said, his tone began to soften slightly, "I can understand your current situation. After all, when I started to question everything around me, I was also very painful."

"Because my experiences are fragments constructed by a Xuan-level inheritor, it took me 20 years to understand that everything about me is false and may be broken at any time."

"And you are just a clumsy fragment of a little girl."

"However, her inheritance talent is really unbelievable, and the result of this, you are deeply attracted to us."

"Remember, we lonely ghosts...if we can clearly understand our origins and build a connection with the official history, we can enhance our existence and power."

"When her inheritance is completely stripped away, you will also begin to dissipate. After you experience the pain, you will naturally understand my good intentions as your ancestor."

"Oh yes, you are still a fragment of her inheritance. After you inherit the Situ family's inheritance, I believe you will be very compatible."

"At that time, you can even take the surname Situ outside the Pure Land."

"This is a popular surname..."

"What you did..." After the young man in the black hoodie was spotted, he gritted his teeth and asked, "Just for me?"

"Oh, it's not like that..." The man smiled and looked at Chiyun, who was dressed in white and ancient costume, "I guess you must have heard what I just said, right?"

However, Chiyun stood the sword in front of him, and the sword intent on it seemed to be surrounded by spirituality.

Seeing this, the man waved his hand slightly, and the Zhuxian Formation was suddenly shaken, and the fate of Chiyun above also resonated.

"Actually, the situation of you cultivators is similar to ours..."

"Perhaps you have vivid memories of your own life in the sect, but don't you think some details cannot stand scrutiny?"

"For example, you once said that the elders of Qingyang Sect once tried to enter the secret realm... but how did they try?"

"How can we interfere with the affairs of the elders of the sect," the young man slowly closed his eyes and seemed to be patiently saying: "Evil heretics deceive people's hearts, so be careful with their words."

"No matter what you think, there will always be something to add..." The man shook his head and turned his hand behind his back: "But the real Qu Yang has long since ceased to exist..."

"Why, weren't we killed by the black chess monk now?" The boy in white still closed his eyes.

"Of course!" The male's gaze sharpened suddenly, and he emphasized angrily: "Because in the future, whether you are survivors or sect disciples, you will be killed by Black Chess monks!"

"So... Qu Yang never existed fundamentally!" The man turned around, his voice a little more urgent, "After all, it is impossible for you to win. Even if your emperor bet on the destiny of the country in the past... it is impossible. In the future, we will truly win over orthodox history.”

"Because whether it is in the past, present, or future, as long as it loses once, it will be torn to pieces by other histories."

"But it is still canon...that means it will never lose in the future."

"So, it is impossible for the black chess monk to lose... This is a conceptual existence.

"but……"

The man's eyes turned blood red for a moment, "We don't necessarily lose!"

"Don't you feel a little contradictory?" The young man in a black sweatshirt stared at the other party closely, "Even in the future, you have never lost, how can you win?"

"Don't underestimate your future," the man suddenly laughed, but combined with his twisted expression just now, it looked a bit ferocious for a moment, "When we distribute the inheritance of the Situ family to Bai Qi's cultivators, They can truly exist because of this.”

"As long as they exist...but lose, they can create an unavoidable past. At that time, their history will be burdened with the resentment of tens of thousands of lives."

"And the moral concepts that constructed their history will become their weakness at this time, and they will deny themselves."

"As for this bloody chess game, they will even hide or even erase it..."

"In the end, when this history is completely forgotten by them...then this history belongs to us!"

"We can write whatever we want...the history of our actual existence!"

"And the inheritance that continues to this day, that is, our present, everything about us, is real!"

"Existed... in history, and continues to the present?" The young man in a sweatshirt took a few steps back, "What on earth are you talking about?"

"Some of our compatriots were even tortured to the point of festering by official history just for this tiny bit of existence," the man stared into each other's eyes, "After all, as fragments, we are too fragile... we will be denied at any time and then completely dissipated. "

"There will be none in the past, present, or future."

"And your true love will completely forget you."

"After all, you never existed at all..."

"It can't even be called a mirror, and no trace will be left."

"For example, your current name doesn't even exist as a title."

"Don't you think this is really sad?"

When the young man heard this, he slowly turned sideways and opened his lips.

"Yin, Hang?"

The man was stunned for a moment, then frowned.

"Young man wearing a black sweatshirt, this is the last concept of your existence. How could you..."

"Yin Hang is my code name. It belongs to me. Why can't I?"

"Code, code name?" The man was stunned for a moment, "Your code name... is Yin Hang?"

"No, how do you still have self-awareness?"

"That's all I have to say..." Chiyun, who was dressed in white next to him, finally opened his eyes and said, "It is really a shame to our Qingyang Sect to let these evil heretics chatter here."

"Sorry," he took off his black-rimmed glasses, put them in the storage mirror, and then sighed: "I was worried just now that what my wife said would arouse your vigilance..."

"Fortunately, I was overthinking it."

"You are just a bunch of lonely ghosts who read the books of saints and sages in vain, and write some wild history that disregards human life and acts wantonly, and you still try to be included in the orthodoxy?"

"Guess why official history has always been orthodox?"

"A hundred rivers flow eastward——!"

While cursing, just like the sneak attack on the believer, with the initial power provided by [Fire] and the blessing of [Baichuan] exoskeleton, 'Yin Hang' used his knee to directly dig into the opponent's abdomen.

The man's eyes instantly became bloodshot, and the next moment, 'Yin Hang' had taken this opportunity to rush towards the immortal formation!

"Sure enough, I'm still trying to resist, but what's the point?" The man waved his long sleeves, but while using his true energy, he spat out a mouthful of black blood again, and then half-knelt on the ground.

He hurriedly touched it with his hands and found a bloody hole in his abdomen.

what happened?

His self-perception is that he is in the D-level realm, but his true realm should be in the middle of the yellow level. How could he seriously injure himself at the half-step profound level with one blow?
However, under the touch of the male, the immortal formation stimulated by the cultivator's destiny still changed. Those white stars immediately fell like rain. At the same time, the remains of the 'bubble' around Yu Yu suddenly moved. He stood up and condensed into a transparent water sword with the same appearance to resist and go away.

But every fairy sword contains extremely vast spiritual power, and only a dozen water swords can stop one fairy sword.

But as long as it can be delayed for a short period of time, it is enough.

'Yin Hang' rushed to the center of the sword formation in an instant and immediately hugged the two girls tightly in his arms. The next moment, dozens of fairy swords came one after another and crashed down!
"Yin Hang" immediately coughed up a pool of blood and couldn't hold on for a while.

As expected, it is still a bit reluctant to resist a sect's sect-protecting formation on one's own.

But to be honest, he felt like he was about to expire.

"How is it possible? When...?" The man covered his abdomen and stared at the traces of the collapsed water sword with a ferocious expression. "When did those powers enter the formation? I didn't 'see' you use them at all." Ability!"

'Yin Hang' spat out blood and laughed a little helplessly: "Have you forgotten about the wild ghost who disappeared from a train half a month ago?"

"Oh, right..." 'Yin Hang' remembered something and scratched his head in embarrassment, "At that time, except for Yin Yi and Yin Er, I forgot to leave a message for you."

"That's really my problem."

(End of this chapter)