Fantasy: The Path of the Villain

"My lord, do you mean that Ye Hongyi's body has already been taken away by others? Then he chose to attack you?"

Wu Qingying frowned and thought while peeling the crystal grapes.

"Well, otherwise, it would be impossible to know so many mysterious methods. After all, the small lower bound cannot accommodate such a jumping shrimp~"

Slowly tasting the delicious grapes handed to his mouth, Su Yi looked at her with a faint smile.

"However, this is just a chance for those strong people who reincarnate and want to return to the top."

Wu Qingying was shocked by his words.

After all, the matter of taking home and rebirth is only done by those evil cultivators.

Snatch other people's bodies, destroy their original souls, and finally take them as their own.

Thinking of this, she would unconsciously feel chills on her back.

But I didn't expect that the son from the upper realm would have such a unique opinion.

"Hehehe, there is no good judgment in this, as long as your strength is strong enough."

"It is so powerful that everyone fears, fears, and surrenders, and then things are naturally correct."

Su Yi suddenly smiled, and explained to Wu Qingying who was a little stunned.

Immediately afterwards, he changed the topic again and told some secret history of the cult in the upper realm.

"In the upper world, there are also some evil cult demons, but after experiencing some things, they disappeared."

"Hey son, what happened?"

Wu Qingying, who likes to hear interesting stories from the upper world, suddenly became interested, and asked curiously while peeling grapes.

"Well~ I don't remember either, let's talk about it when I think about it."

Seeing that she was interested, Su Yi came to play with his heart, slowly eating the fruit and thinking, and then pretending not to remember.

"Hmph, if you don't want to say it, young master, just don't say it, and you will make Qingying happy."

Seeing Su Yi making fun of herself, Wu Qingying's curiosity stopped abruptly, and then she thought of something.

She suddenly pursed her lips slightly, looking very unhappy, and said to him meaningfully.

"That's right, Qingying is just a little maid next to the young master, not as good as the eldest daughter of the Ye clan..."

"And the young master is still so kind to that girl from the Ye family, and I don't see him doing the same to her someday..."

At the end, directly compare someone with yourself.

Su Yi watched her jealously and cutely complain to him because of her repeated tolerance towards Ye Lingwei.

He smiled lightly and stretched out his arms to wrap around her delicate willow waist, leaning on her head and softly said: "My lord, why did you treat me badly?"

"Besides, why am I not good enough for you? Even Ye Lingwei is not treated like this."

Lie in Su Yi's warm embrace, sniffing the gentle breath emanating from him.

Wu Qingying's beautiful face gradually turned rosy.

Like a ripe peach, very attractive and delicious.

"My lord...you like to bully Qingying...Qingying doesn't want to talk to you~"

Embarrassed, Wu Qingying immediately turned her face away so that Su Yi could not see the blushing on her face.

"Hahaha, Qingying is duplicity~"

Seeing her so shy, Su Yi was very happy in his heart, and continued to tease her contentedly.

But it was limited to language, without any outrageous actions.

...

At the same time, when Su Yi and Wu Qingying were exchanging feelings between master and servant.

The worried Ye Lingwei came to a remote courtyard and looked at the figure on the bed without saying a word.

The figure lying on the bed was her younger brother Ye Hongyi who was forced to commit suicide.

From the outside, the body has no trace of vitality, pale and colorless.

Even all the breath in the body is like a balloon with a hole, it can only go out but not in.

A living corpse.

But why Mr. Su would say that his younger brother is not dead yet, and even ordered the ancestor to take him down and keep him under strict supervision.

"Old Ancestor, how long are you going to keep an eye on, Hongyi has obviously left completely..."

Ye Lingwei, with tears in her eyes again, asked with a choked tone.

"As long as the young master doesn't order, the old slave will keep guarding, so granddaughter, go back."

"It's the young master's greatest tolerance for the old slave to find such a place to watch him."

Ye Lao, who was sitting quietly outside the door, held his breath and concentrated, while being alert to everything around him.

His divine consciousness of the god-king realm has already covered the entire courtyard, even covering the outside as much as possible.

Even the slightest disturbance would be felt by him.

And under Ye Lingwei's begging, he found such a clean and simple place on his own initiative.

They guarded Ye Hongyi's body under strict supervision.

Regardless of whether Ye Hongyi is the murderer or not, at least he cannot disobey the order of the young master.

And if it really has something to do with the murderer, the murderer is likely to come over to check it out.

At that time, he just followed the clues and found the mastermind behind the whole incident.

Listening to the old ancestor's words, Ye Lingwei reached out and rubbed her teary eyes, and left here in silence.

Feeling very helpless and powerless in my heart, I just hope that Su Yi can deal with everything as soon as possible.

Otherwise, my dead brother would not even be able to fulfill the ritual of being buried in the ground.

...

Time passed little by little.

The accusation that Ye Hongyi was the murderer also spread little by little.

Of course, because it was an embarrassing incident among the Ye family, they were limited to spreading it within the clan.

It is even strictly forbidden to explain and explain to outsiders.

After all, the current Ye family can no longer afford another toss.

"Qingying, everyone in the Ye family knows who the murderer is, right?"

A system prompt sounded in his mind, and Su Yi understood it instantly.

But he still looked at Wu Qingying who had just returned with a chuckle.

"Qingying doesn't dare to neglect the things the young master ordered. But Qingying doesn't know something, why does the young master do this?"

"Besides, Miss Ye is outside the hall now, and she wants to see the young master."

After finishing the work, Wu Qingying walked to Su Yi's side, stretched out her white and delicate soft hair, and gently kneaded his shoulders.

"She's here again? Well...do you think I'll see her this time?"

After hearing who came to see him, Su Yi smiled lightly and threw the question to her.

Three or four days have passed since Ye Hongyi was forced to death, and during this period.

Ye Lingwei has always wanted to see her, obviously she wanted to persuade her again so that Ye Hongyi could be cremated and buried in peace.

But Su Yi declined her request for a meeting with various reasons and sent her away.

"Really let Qingying decide? The young master won't go back on his word?"

Wu Qingying was very surprised to hear that he left the decision-making power to herself, but she thought of the persistent Ye Lingwei.

She felt very sympathetic, so she asked Su Yi seriously.