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

On the battlefield, Wu Yixi hugged Wu Yunzhi's body, his eyes were red from crying, he shouted while running, hoping that the immortals of the alchemist's family could save his sister.

But everyone is fighting.

In order to protect themselves, everyone can only wield their swords desperately. Among the crowd against the current, Wu Yixi is the only one who is out of place.

Evil spirits emitting black smoke were rushing and biting in the crowd. The stronger evil spirits would soon crush and devour the Immortal Monarch, while the weaker evil spirits were mostly scattered by the Immortal Monarch's magic weapon.

The mutated monster of the Butterfly Nightmare Demon Clan devoured countless people alive, and he didn't let it go.

The body seems to be even bigger.

Maybe there was someone who couldn't stand Wu Yixi's quarrel, and yelled at him ferociously while fighting, "How can I save her even if she's dead! She is a witch, and she came to Fushan to kill her! Even if you didn't kill her, there would be someone If others kill her, no one from the Hundred Families of the Immortal Sect will save her!"

When Wu Yixi heard that someone paid attention to him, she seemed to grasp at straws, and regardless of what the other party said, she hugged her sister and approached him, and continued to beg, saying that she was willing to sacrifice her life for her life.

Seeing that the man didn't pay any attention, Wu Yixi grabbed him by the corner of his clothes, but the man was furious and slashed down with his sword. Wu Yixi couldn't dodge in time, and left a long wound on Wu Yunzhi's body.

Wu Yixi was greatly stimulated, angry and furious, roaring loudly like a wild animal, "Why did you hurt my sister!"

"She's dead! Wu Yunzhi is dead! Dead! Don't you understand! You fool!"

Wu Yixi understood, but he just didn't want to believe it.

What does it mean to die?

Is this person going to sleep forever, never laughing, never talking to him again?

Is it that her soft hands will become stiff, and her fragrant body will quickly decay and emit a stench within a few days?

Or is she about to be buried in the dirty soil, and from then on, there will be no Wu Yunzhi in the world...

Wu Yixi was in pain, but at this moment he was surprisingly calm, he no longer asked for help, he just wanted to cry, but he was laughing from beginning to end.

Even crying and laughing.

He just wants to take good care of his sister and senior brother, his world is so big.

Later, when a sword approached him again, he no longer just dodged blindly. He took the life from his sister, and this time, he had to choose to fight.

My sister said that if others want to harm us, it is better to preemptively strike instead of backing down again and again. When we are about to be in danger, we can only protect ourselves and the one we love by making a decisive decision.

Wu Yunzhi smiled nicely when she said these words, and her tone was gentle and gentle. She seemed to have endless patience with her brother, teaching Wu Yixi little by little how to protect herself.

He carried his sister on his back and walked among the corpses, waved the sword in his hand, and easily killed several monks who came to seek death. His eyes darkened suddenly, and his compassion was also instantly Nothing left.

Those people he killed deserve to die. It was these people who drove his beloved sister to a dead end.

Didn't my sister always want to kill these people?

As she said, these people deserve to die.

Then they all die, what my sister said, there is always nothing wrong.

As he walked and killed, his actions were as quick as lightning, as if he had exhausted his strength, and his eyes, as bright as a starry night, were dyed red with blood.

He has always been very quiet, even when killing people.

Until...he saw his brother's body with his own eyes.

Ye Chaojun's death was not as tragic as Wu Yunzhi's. He lay quietly among the corpses, on the edge of the battlefield, on the yellow sand.

This made Wu Yixi think at first glance that he was asleep.

At that moment, he seemed to be vulnerable again, turning back to the former Wu Yixi who needed to rely on his senior brother.

With Wu Yunzhi behind his back, he knelt beside him and wept, telling him that his sister was dead. He said it for a long time, but he never got a response.

When Wu Yixi realized that he could no longer feel Ye Chaojun's aura, he suddenly understood that senior brother and younger sister are the same.

They have all become corpses that can no longer move.

His hands were trembling, and he stared at Ye Chaojun who was not moving in disbelief. He wanted to touch Ye Chaojun's face and feel the temperature of his senior brother, but his hands were stained with blood. Dirty his handsome face.

In fact, she has always wanted to tell her senior brother that he really, really likes senior brother very much, that kind of love is buried in her heart for too long, but he never understood it more than ten years ago. What an emotion that is.

Later he realized that it was because his senior brother was alive that he felt that although living in this world was full of difficulties and dangers, he still wanted to live on.

As long as I live, I can see my brother every morning, and I can do everything with my brother.

Wu Yixi has always known what he wants, and understands that there are all kinds of difficulties in the world, but he is the only one whose true feelings can never be extinguished.

Just like that year when the spring breeze supported the willows, Ye Chaojun leaned against the window and held his hand, teaching him to write poems.

The sky is not old, love is inevitable.Heart like dual screen, there Chien knot……

Wu Yixi screamed in grief and was hysterical. His heart seemed to have been cut into pieces and shattered into slag.

Shen Wound, who was stolen from the battlefield in the distance, seemed to be guided by some kind, escaped from the seal, and flew towards the direction of Suo Sheng.

Wu Yixi was covered in blood, her bloodshot eyes were clouded like a boundless storm.

Wu Yunzhi was on his back, with his arms hanging limply, all expressions faded from his pale face, and those big eyes that could smile would never open again.

He tore off his clothes, tied his sister tightly to his body, and hugged Ye Chaojun by the waist, watching coldly the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood in Fushan Desert, and a pair of artifacts rushing towards each other.

Just when Chongsheng and Shenshang collided and merged, Wu Yixi saw another memory of her sister.

That memory is about Gu Beisheng...

……

Wu Yunzhi was six years old that year.

Ever since his mother and Wu Yunzhi went to Zhanxing Zhai and saw Gu Beisheng for the first time, Wu Yunzhi was attracted by those eyes that were as agile as gods.

The water and trees in the valley are luxuriant, and the clouds and mist surround the towering mountains. On the edge of the pool like a fairyland, his voice echoed ethereally. He said, "Wu Yunzhi, is that your name?"

Wu Yunzhi was just six or seven years old, holding his mother with one hand, facing such a strange environment and strangers, he didn't have the slightest timidity in his heart, but instead had an inexplicable sense of belonging.

She looked at the man for a long time before answering, "It used to be brother's, but later it was given to me."

Responding to her voice was smiling, gentle and gentle, as if facing a little rabbit who was easily startled, "Well, in fact, names also imply fate. Since you have exchanged names, you have also exchanged fate in the dark." .”