Quick time travel villain breeding manual

Chapter 182 The Young Master Is So Proud (18)

Taotie said: "That's not the case, the fact is that you often deceive each other, but the one who fails is always Master Chu..."

"Understood, I will get rid of him. After all, this time, I was really cheated too badly."

I clenched the steel cube containing my memory in my hand. If I hadn't been desperate, how could I choose to forget the past and start over?
The little girl named Xiaocute smiled sweetly, and said: "Master, please end all this soon. Taotie and I will obediently wait for Master in the master's spiritual space. I will save the master's memory for the time being. Just like we agreed before."

As she spoke, she stretched out her baby-fat hand.

I looked at the steel cube in the palm of my hand, and the white light spots inside stopped bouncing up and down, as if I agreed with the little cutie.

If anyone in this world is worthy of my wholehearted trust, it is only myself.

The steel cube was placed in her hand, I closed my eyes, and when I opened them again, it was already seven days later.

The sky was so pale that I thought it was just a day later.

Yangzhou and Wanran were sitting in my room, both of them had ugly faces, as if they were bereaved, and the atmosphere was terrifyingly silent.

I got up from the bed, raised my eyebrows, put on my shoes silently, and asked, "Why are you all staying in my room, don't you have to do anything?"

Hearing my voice, Wanwan's eyes lit up, she stood up from the chair suddenly, and ran to me quickly, "Qianfan, you finally woke up, I thought you were dead."

I turned my head to look at Yang Zhou, the guy who always turned his face upside down, actually laughed and cried at this moment.

I reached out to wipe the tears on Wanran's cheeks, and asked lightly, "Don't cry, am I not dead yet? Have I slept for a long time?"

Wan Wan put her arms around my shoulders, clutched the clothes on my back, and said in a stumbling manner: "Pavilion Master, you have slept for seven days. No matter how you scream, you can't wake up. Yang Zhou and I thought you were poisoned by something. You really scared me to death, if you die, who will settle the score in the building after that?"

The last bit of emotion I have left is gone now, but I also know that what she said was just to hide her gaffe.As a killer, placing too much affection on another person is a taboo.

"Does everyone else in Zhengrong Pavilion know about my coma?" I looked at Yang Zhou and asked.

"Only Wanran and I know, temporarily blocked the news, only said that you are practicing in seclusion. Why is the pavilion master so sleepy? Although your body has no signs of being poisoned, your breath is extremely uneven, and you are insane at every turn." risk." Yang Zhou said with his brows furrowed.

I smiled, patted Wanran on the shoulder, and said, "You should be happy for me. I remembered the things I had forgotten before. There must be one of the seven great families, and they will all go to hell."

Wanran's eyes lit up, and she raised her head and asked, "Does it include Mr. Shangguan, Pavilion Master?" She seemed to smell the gossip.

Reminiscent of what happened to the first emperor Yunrong and Mr. Shangguan during the palace change that the news office had asked to investigate, it seems like a bold guess that the pavilion master must have some kind of relationship with the first emperor Yunrong, so he did not hesitate to risk his life. The temptation was to avenge Mr. Shangguan.

Wan Ran and Yang Zhou met each other's eyes, the killer is most familiar with this kind of revenge drama, but what they know best is resentment and hatred.

"For the time being, Shangguan Xia Jin is still useful to Zhengrong Pavilion. He has a lot of connections with the court. Although he entrusted us to do things in Zhengrong Pavilion with the Ji family's destruction, it also means that he has our handle in his hands. For the time being Keep him alive."

I stretched out my hand to hook, fetched something from the air, gently pushed Wanran away from my arms, and put on a pure white robe with a red-crowned crane embroidered on it, walking among the clouds.

"The current situation is unstable. As long as the Seven Great Aristocratic Families are destroyed, Zhengrong Pavilion will no longer be subject to any power." I tied my hair with a black ribbon.

Wanran and Yangzhou knelt down on the ground immediately, and said loudly: "Wanran (Yangzhou) is willing to swear to die to follow the pavilion master." The ambition of the strong is always exciting.

I lowered my eyes and said, "Let's go prepare. The next target is the Murong family and the Ximen family, which manufacture weapons. Both of them must be destroyed in one fell swoop."

Wan Ruan restrained his indecent expression, and said seriously: "Pavilion Master, why don't you choose the Gongsun family of the Seven Great Aristocratic Family, their force is low and it is easier to attack."

"Don't forget, there is also the Shanyu family of Jiangmen. If you don't destroy Murong's family and Ximen's family, it will be very difficult to fight against them in the end. And, just like... sometimes the ink of a literati is more deadly than the sword of a warrior , Conversing black and white is a minor thing, but the ability to incite people's hearts is really terrible. Let's arrange it, and it must be done in secret."

Wan Ran bowed to salute, and exited the room together with Yang Zhou.

I opened the window, and in the morning of winter, the frosty air was blowing, with a piercing chill, Yun Rong was covered in blood in my mind, and the scene of him falling to the ground with self-deprecating eyes, and the scene of saying "I want to live, not die" will be forever. engraved in my mind.

The pain of thirteen jade bone fans piercing the lute bone is unforgettable.

Even though I know that I am neither Yunrong nor Qianfan, these things actually happened in the life of this body.

My blood is boiling hot, the flames of vengeance are almost burning me out, I feel a bit of coolness on my fingertips unexpectedly, it is a tiny snowflake, I raised my head, I thought it was morning and the sun would come one day, now From time to time, it began to snow.

The sky is gray and snow is coming.

"Shangguan Xia Jin, you said that you never lied to me, but you never told me the truth." I laughed and said, the internal force in my body was surging, and the powerful internal force of snowflakes in a radius of one mile collided into the distance.

At this time, everyone in Zhengrong Pavilion noticed that the whole building seemed to shake, and the source of the power was not the underground, but the room of the pavilion owner on the top floor.

"The power of the pavilion master just now is really powerful, the earth is shaking... This kind of power is enough to fight against two martial arts leaders."

"It seems that after the retreat, the master of the pavilion has improved his martial arts by leaps and bounds. I will also retreat to see sometime."

"Hey, hurry up and get to work. Deacon Wanran said that we have a big order again. If we do another big deal, it will be the first pot of gold in the new year."

Leaning on the stairs, with his hands folded in front of his chest, he silently listened to the discussions among the people in the building, and said in a low voice: "Where is the retreat? The power of the pavilion master is soaring. It is clearly hatred. Only hatred can make oneself stronger." .”

She turned around and left the stairs, and went to the news pavilion. This time, more spies were sent. The enemies were extraordinary, and there were two more, not the mob of the Ji family before.

But what everyone in Zhengrong Pavilion didn't expect was that the opportunity came much earlier than they imagined.

On the other side of the Zhengrong Pavilion's arena, a newcomer once again reached the [-]th floor. That is to say, the person in charge behind the Zhengrong Pavilion will send a new person to fight against this person.If he wins, he will have a duel with me for the position of Pavilion Master.

The reason why I did not fight against the deacon on the [-]th floor, the second strongest person in the Zhengrong Pavilion, was because of the fight with Ziyi Chonghua, Chonghua was directly beaten into a pile of blood, as if he was dying, He abstained and conceded defeat, but this person, who had never seen the overwhelming battle at that time, might not know the current affairs.

I don't like the feeling of killing, especially killing with my own hands. If killing with a knife can achieve my goal, I will never hold the butcher's knife by myself.

Now that the Ji family has been destroyed, there are six aristocratic families.Every family will send people to watch the battle.

The only thing that can't be determined is whether they will send an important Patriarch, or an insignificant guy who comes out to support the scene.

They were all covered in black robes, covering them tightly, and if there was a possibility of disguise, it was even more impossible to judge who came to Zhengrong Pavilion.

In the blink of an eye, three days later, my subordinates sent me a message that six people in black robes had arrived in the room behind Jiangshan Sheji Map.

I was sitting on the stage of the arena, wearing a red cloth, and my hair was tied with a black ribbon. Fighting naturally had to look like a fight. If I was dressed too gorgeously or the clothes were too expensive, I would not be able to use my hands and feet.

And the two people on the stage obviously didn't have any self-knowledge about this.

The one sent by the six great families was a short girl with two hibiscus flowers in full bloom on her head, a peach blossom jacket, golden shoes on her feet, and an emerald necklace around her neck. It's those jeweled clothes, at least three catties...

And the newcomer who hit the 31st floor is the boy I met before, Jiang Cheng... I have never seen such a pale boy, even whiter than Baici. He became thinner and paler, as pale as a ghost.

He is wearing thin silk, what is really expensive is not just the fabric of the clothes, but the double-sided embroidery, the outer side is Lingxue plum blossom, the inner side is taotie pattern, and the head is fastened with jade buttons.

I don't think the two people's outfits look like they're here to fight, but rather like they're here for a blind date...

However, at this time, I didn't realize that they were dressed so gorgeously and they came to see me. I never thought that my personality charm in the world had been sublimated to such a level.

The person sitting next to me leaned closer to me, "Master, look at who will win between these two, let's make a bet and take a gamble."

I picked up the teacup, the tea smoke curled up, burning my mouth, I had no choice but to put the teacup on the table again.

"In my opinion, neither of them can win. These two people are evenly matched, and today they are all dressed up to attend, and they definitely don't want to get their clothes dirty. It will probably be a flashy, bloodless battle later on." I used my internal strength to fight A small stream of air gathered on the teacup, blowing slowly.

Seeing this, Wan Ran squeezed her teacup and put it next to mine, wanting to catch my wind and cool down her tea.

Sure enough, until I drank all the tea in the teacup, I didn't see a winner between the two on the stage. Not to mention their clothes were a little wrinkled, even their hair was not messed up.

Yuchang Sword vs. Mo Xie Sword, one advance and one retreat, one attack and one defense, both of them are masters of swordsmanship, both offensive and defensive, the swords dance in disorder, dazzling, this kind of battle is amazing at first glance, but after watching it for more than an hour, Who can stand this.

Sure enough, when I looked up, on the tall building in the shadows, men in black robes sent by six families began to lift their veils rustlingly, drinking tea and eating pastries.

My eyes were caught off guard by a pair of vicious snake-like eyes, old and shrewd, with a thick warning inside, I smiled casually, and looked away.All threats are based on strength.

There is only one thing that is certain now, among the six people, there is no Shangguan Xia Jin, and the only one who really has status and power in the aristocratic family is the old man with dark eyes.

It seems that in the eyes of the six great aristocratic families, Zhengrong Pavilion is still well managed in their hands, and they don't even need to be so concerned, just going through the motions is enough.

At this time, rashly attacking the old man would only scare the snake. Although I was unwilling to let go of this opportunity, it was also forced by the situation.

If I am willing, as long as I move my finger, this old man will definitely die, but I am not only Qianfan, but also the pavilion owner of Zhengrong Pavilion. If he is killed by me in full view, I will bring him troublesome.

Wanran, Yang Zhou, Wu Ya, and so many others, they depend on Zhengrong Pavilion for their lives, this is their home, even if I leave this world, this will not change at all, I can't treat them ignore it.

I stood up slowly, there was no need to look any further, anyway, these two people are seamless swordsmen, no one can defeat the other, even if it is three days and three nights, there will be no difference between seven days and seven nights, however The moment I got up to leave, the situation suddenly changed.

The two people who were inseparable from the competition stopped their swords at the same time, and each stood aside. Such a change made all the spectators who were about to fall asleep wake up a lot, and began to talk about it.

I felt two gazes falling from my back, and subconsciously looked back.

It was Jiang Cheng who spoke first. He was panting and sweating profusely, "Is the pavilion master leaving like this?"

The short little loli also stamped her feet anxiously, "Isn't the pavilion master curious about who will win? We fought so hard, does the pavilion master not care at all?"

The tone of accusing the scumbag of being irresponsible caught me a little off guard. I helplessly held my forehead. I don't know who laughed first. All the deacons in the Zhengrong Pavilion covered their mouths and laughed in a low voice.

I glanced over indifferently, and everyone sat up straight, not daring to laugh anymore, they would lose their wages if they demolished the boss.

I twisted my neck and said casually: "The outcome has been determined long before the opening, that is, neither of you can win, even if you fight for three days and three nights, there will be no difference, unless the opponent You will make mistakes, but for you, even if you make mistakes, you will recover in time."

Watching them fight is really exhausting.

Because of my words, the two of them seemed to have been greatly encouraged, their eyes were shining like starlight, and the starlight stuck to me, making my hair stand on end, but it was better than the eyes of the vicious old man hiding in the dark much better……

(End of this chapter)