Fast time travel: the villain, he acts as a monster in front of mind-reading crazy critics every day

The sect master of the Qin family often came to study him. His figure was originally very flexible, but he was controlled by the puppet technique. After wearing the black iron shackles with bold and printed letters, he became so heavy that it was difficult to walk.

Perhaps it is due to being on guard against the outside world all the year round, Wu Yixi hates being touched by strangers very much, and if there is any disrespect in expression or action, she will be whipped.

Wu Yixi only felt very painful, burning pain, except that there was no blood flowing down, and the damage to her body was as shocking as that of a human body.

However, his puppet body was endowed with the ability to repair by Wu Yunzhi, the master of the Zodiac House, so every time he was beaten, it would heal completely within two or three days.

The people from the Qin family were greatly surprised by this. They laughed wildly when they saw Wu Yixi recovering for the first time, and continued to experiment on Wu Yixi with great interest.

He wanted to see how damaged this puppet's body would be, so that it could turn back into a rag doll again, without being so dilapidated that the puppet's body would dissipate.

Or cut off the meridians of his whole body, can it be repaired and reconnected by itself.

Or, if the hands and feet are cut off, will they grow back.

He even cut open Wu Yixi's abdomen with his own hands to see what kind of mystery is hidden in this puppet's body.

Wu Yixi used to be delighted that she could feel the pain, but now she despaired because of the severe pain.

The guards outside the cave could often hear Wu Yixi's miserable screams, and when they couldn't help but look inside, they felt chills down their backs and were terrified.

Until one day, Xiang Nan came.

That was definitely Wu Yixi's most embarrassing day.

Because the broken meridians can be reconnected, but the broken hands and feet cannot be regrown.

His hair was disheveled, and the clothes on his body had long been torn due to whipping. They had been dirty for many years, and no one changed him.

He didn't even hear Xiang Nan's footsteps, he just knew that someone was coming, dragging his disabled body, shrinking back to the corner in fear.

Standing still in the south, silently looking at Wu Yixi who is now in a state of embarrassment, his inexplicable suppressed emotions made it difficult for him to speak.

"Little brother."

Wu Yixi's stress response was very heavy at this time, and he didn't catch this call at the first time, but soon, he heard the second call.

Only then did Wu Yixi calm down a little, she tilted her ears slightly, trying to make sure if she had heard it wrong.

"I was entrusted by someone to kill you."

Xiang Nan hesitated, but still drew his sword.

Xiang Nan's voice has changed, the boy's voice is now closer to that of a young man, still calm and stable, but Wu Yixi's familiar aura is still on his body, and even the tone of his speech is the same as before.

"Nannan..." Wu Yixi seemed to catch a ray of light, and suddenly sat up straight, with a soft expression, as if she had let go of all defenses in an instant, even though the other party had told him that she was here to kill him.

"Where is brother? Is he okay? My sister... is she really dead?"

Looking at the person in front of him, Xiang Nan felt a sudden pain in his heart. He pursed his lips, and then said cautiously, "Do you really not remember what happened ten years ago?"

Wu Yixi was puzzled, and couldn't help frowning, "Ten years ago?"

"It's the cataclysm of Fushan Mountain, the battle between the Immortal Gate and the Butterfly Nightmare Demon Clan, where almost all families fell..."

Wu Yixi stayed for a while, then answered helplessly, "The last time I saw you at Fushan Mountain was probably a hundred days ago."

At this moment, Wu Yixi suddenly felt that there was a large gap in his memory. He had never thought about this problem before.

His memory was suddenly fragmented from the most critical moment of the Battle of Fushan, and the rest of his memories were all in this cave.

He was imprisoned and tortured for more than a hundred days by the man who lost his two sons, and this is all he remembers.

As for how dangerous and tragic the battle was going to be, he had no memory at all.

He suddenly remembered what that person said, he said Wu Yixi killed...

"I really... killed my sister...?"

Wu Yixi opened his eyes wide, crystal clear tears filled his eyes in an instant, the great panic made him shake his head uncontrollably, he couldn't believe it, and there was no reason to do so.

But that person was always talking about revenge, mocking Wu Yixi for killing her own master, insulting the people in Wujiabao, and eating inside and outside.

"I want to know what happened, Nannan, I want to know what I forgot."

Wu Yixi supported her body with her severed limbs, and tried her best to move towards the south, begging humblely.

Xiang Nan's hand holding the sword slowly lowered, looking at his youthful senior brother, he would inadvertently recall the scene when he walked towards him with a windmill in his hand when he was a child.

At that time, he couldn't cry or laugh, so that when they met again in Fushan, Xiang Nan didn't dare to confirm for the first time that the man who smiled like a spring breeze was his little brother.

He put away the sword and sighed in his heart.

Now that he has lost his hands and feet, he can't see with his eyes, he can't cast spells, he can't run away, so there is no need to be so anxious to kill him.

"On Fushan Mountain that day, Wu Yunzhi used her own flesh and blood as the eye of the formation to activate the ancient strange formation she had arranged on Fushan Mountain a long time ago."

He simply sat down cross-legged, and brought up the events of that year again. He was no longer as terrified as before, and his thoughts turned slowly, as if the old events of ten years ago were brought up again yesterday, and they are still vivid today.

"She used herself as a formation to change the climate, call the wind and call the rain, and suddenly the wind and clouds surged, and tens of thousands of evil spirits hidden in the clouds broke through the sky..."

Fragments that Wu Yixi had never seen before flashed one by one in Wu Yixi's mind, as if returning to that day again.

The light marks of the spell were like long and thin chains, locking Wu Yunzhi in the air. Her long hair fluttered in the wind, and her blood-red dress was against the light, showing a ghostly blackness.

Monsters shrouded in black evil energy fell like dumplings in the sky, fighting with hundreds of families of immortals.

Wu Yixi opened her eyes wide, trying to stop something, but seemed powerless.

The gleaming halberd whizzed past the crowd like the wind, and hit Wu Yunzhi who was suspended in midair.

Time seemed to freeze, her sister and her face were very close, she wanted to say something, but blood was pouring from her mouth, Wu Yixi couldn't hear a sound after all.

He called his sister desperately, and lost his voice, but suddenly realized that the hand holding the golden halberd was his own.

The moment Wu Yunzhi closed his eyes with tears in his eyes, Wu Yixi suddenly saw Wu Yunzhi when he was a child...

"Brother... Yun'er doesn't want to die."

At that time, she must have just been arrested and returned to Wujiabao.

Locked in a room that looked like her daughter's boudoir.

At that time, Wu Yixi was not that big, but was half a head taller than the thin Wu Yunzhi.

He carefully hugged his younger sister whom he hadn't seen for many years, and seeing that she was well now, the weight in his heart was slightly relieved.

"Brother... I have someone I like, and I don't want to die..."