After falling from the devil, the villain leader quit her job

Song Xi in black raised her head, no one could clearly see the look in her eyes through the gradually dissipating black devilish energy.

As more and more monks spoke.

Gradually reveal to the world those bits and pieces that are hidden in the torrent of time and forgotten by everyone.

Song Xi in black couldn't help laughing.

"I always thought..."

She always thought that she was fighting alone.

I didn't expect so many people to remember what they had done.

She even couldn't remember the places and things some people said.

"Senior Song."

A handsome young cultivator stretched out his hand excitedly, shook his arms vigorously, and confessed affectionately to Song Xi in black who was standing below.

"Do you know why we all wear black?"

The young man laughed heartily, with a bit of disdain in his voice: "Because that old devil has been promoting outside, black is the color of evil!"

"How unreasonable!"

Song Xi in black showed a hint of understanding.

Sure enough, it is something that the devil can do.

He is determined to mark all the characteristics of her as a villain.

Like wearing black clothes, like having long hair, like wearing a saber around his waist.

"..."

Many of them were so outrageous that even Song Xi in black felt outrageous when he heard them.

Later, it even evolved into that no matter how normal things are, as long as they happen to her, then what is right is also wrong.

"But you've been wearing black all the time."

The boy put away his hippie smile and said seriously, "Don't think we are stupid, it's because you are our belief, so black clothes are also our symbol."

The monks on the top of the mountain also nodded seriously in agreement.

They don't care whether Zhengyangmen is the number one sect in the world of cultivating immortals or not.

It doesn't matter whether Qiu Changxun, who is half buried in the coffin and strokes his two beards all day long, is the number one suzerain.

They didn't care, why so many people suddenly appeared, and they all criticized the savior in their minds with one voice.

All they know is—

The appearance of Song Xi is the appearance of the savior in their eyes.

In those countless times, even they themselves feel hopeless.

Those decent families stood by and watched.

On weekdays, the brothers and sisters who are close and friendly in the same school are scrambling to make trouble.

And the only one who extended a helping hand toward them——

It's Song Xi.

Teenagers are born rebellious.

"Senior Song!" His eyes were full of admiration, "Let me follow you to hunt down those remnants of the Eye of Hell!"

"Father told me, following you, I will definitely be able to do a great job!!"

The tips of the teenager's ears were flushed with excitement.

He looked intently and expectantly at the woman in black standing alone in the mountain stream, with the clumsy and precious sincerity of a young man in his eyes.

Song Xi in black had some indescribable emotions.

Even if she only does good deeds, don't worry about her future, and never cares about the rewards or not.

But I have to admit.

When she was criticized by the people she had worked so hard to save, she would still feel that the law of heaven was unfair when she dreamed back in the middle of the night.

Song Xi in black rubbed her eyes, raised her eyebrows a little funny, met the boy's serious eyes, and said jokingly: "Even if you are scolded by the world?"

The boy's eyes lit up and he nodded fiercely.

"Even if it's not success in the eyes of monks?"

The boy continued to nod vigorously.

That anxious look seemed to be afraid that Song Xi in black would not take him with him.

Song Xi in black shook his head and was about to refuse, when Song Xi in white striped clothes suddenly appeared beside her.

"Master."

The girl tugged at her sleeve, "Don't always carry it alone."

"The realm of cultivating immortals is the realm of cultivating immortals for all monks."

"They should have a little bit of a sense of participation."

Song Xi in black froze for a moment, but for the first time he hesitated in his decision.

Ever since the devil slaughtered all the companions who were willing to follow her, Song Xi in black had become used to being alone.

She doesn't want to drag more people down.

Song Xi couldn't see what Song Xi in black was thinking.

"They have already helped you once, and killed half of the devil's life." Song Xi didn't give any more advice, she analyzed the current situation logically.

"Now, it's safest for them to be by your side instead."

"Master, look at them."

Song Xi pointed to the followers who had stopped running around since the devil was torn into pieces.

Song Xi stopped talking, and Song Xi in black also understood what Song Xi meant.

Those attendants regarded the devil as a god and obeyed, but they still didn't end well.

Even the death was even more tragic, not even a whole body was left behind.

Following the indifferent eyes of Song Xi in black, he swept over.

Those attendants who used to follow behind the devil every day to show off their might all lowered their heads in unison.

Looking up, there were a group of black-clothed monks who they thought were unlucky.

They seem to stand in the light.

Everyone was grateful, and carefully talked about everything that the "hated" villain Song Xi had done, and she herself had never argued for herself.

Bowing their heads, they are colleagues who were once loyal to their beliefs, but died in the end.

The elixir Bian Gu, which they used to regard as glory and scrambled to get one, turned out to be a death bell.

They couldn't even say a word of apology.

—what else can I say?

Even the deceased companions were turned out to be the "villains" they smeared all the time who closed their eyes for them.

Someone confessed.

There are also people who are confused.

Qin Ya originally held a high-ranking appearance, but when she saw Song Xi who was dressed in white cloth strips and had a small mouth, she was instantly stunned.

It was a mess just now, and she didn't see it clearly.

now--

Song Xi's eye-catching white cloth strips are so familiar!

She, Qin Ya, was the happiest when the Zongmen showed it!

Just now, in order to make Song Xi in black's identity as the savior deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, she even resisted the urge to post directly when they met, and did not dare to come forward and directly recognize someone.

As a result, while chatting, there was another Song Xi? !

Still looks more like the deity? !

Yun Jingcheng was also taken aback for a moment.

It's not a clone? !

Can two people chat? !

"Benefactor?!"

Yun Jingcheng's smiling expression also froze on his face, his eyes widened in disbelief, "Two benefactors?!"

Song Xi: "..."

Song Xi in black: "..."

***

After this great battle.

The entire mountain stream is like a purgatory on earth.

The blood all over the ground and the remains left by the Bian An Gu were not cleaned up until the next morning.

Those followers scrambled to work, to collect the corpses of their former companions.

In addition to sorrow in their hearts, there is only joy in their lives after the catastrophe.

"Tsk."

Qin Ya crossed her arms and watched coldly those obedient attendants who were tidying up the mountain stream spontaneously knelt down in front of the cave entrance.

She said lukewarmly: "Isn't it a fool?"

Followers: "..."

scold.

After all, it was all the stupid things I had done.

"Do you know how to get to the Eye of Hell?"

Song Xi in black didn't care about the struggles of these young people.

She had a good night's rest in the cave, and her pale face looked much better.

But the devilish energy generated by the killing way was too pure after all, and her mortal body still caused great damage to her body.

Song Xi in black knew that his time was short, so he rushed to the Eye of Hell to destroy the devil's lair.

Followers below, look at me, and I look at you.

Finally someone issued a soul torture——

"Your bone order was also taken away?"