The mortal villain dressed as an otome game

As long as Fan Shiyue is not a fool, she can see that this place is as wrong as it is.

To be precise, it is evil.

Not to mention that the town is built on a cliff that is isolated from the world, and there is only the invisible bridge that is full of dangers to enter the town. The scenery here is enough to explain the facts.

Different from the architectural style in other regions, the buildings here are all cylindrical, and the top of the column is thin and long, turning into the shape of a minaret.

The spiers one after another are patchwork, far echoing the giant white tower in the center of the town.

And from the top of each minaret, there are curls of green smoke.

The green smoke didn't go straight up and sink into the air, but slowly gathered in the giant tower. It smelled strange, and I don't know what it was.

The clothes of the passers-by were also very different. They didn't wear the "ancient clothes" that Shi Yue was familiar with, but white clothes with upper and lower sections, hoods on their heads, and half white cloaks behind them.

Rather than being "residents", Shi Yue felt that they were some kind of religious believers.

This is not like the world of "Goddess Resurrection", but like the background of other games.

How could Shi Yue be careless in this situation?

She pulled Deng Yao and both of them hid behind the wall, carefully avoiding people's eyes and ears.

Unexpectedly, Deng Yao leaned against the wall and laughed out loud.

"Shi Yue, what do you want me to say about you?"

"what?"

Deng Yao couldn't hold back, and raised his hand to pinch her cheek.

"Why, talk about things if you have something to do, don't keep messing around."

Shi Yue turned her head to avoid the opponent's big hand, and at the end she didn't forget to give him a supercilious look.

Deng Yao smiled even more happily, "You were the one who did it to me first."

As he spoke, he raised his left arm.

At the wrist of his left hand, Shi Yue was clenching tightly, for fear that he would run out and be seen by others.

"Can pinching your wrist be the same as pinching your face?" Shi Yue said confidently.

She didn't want to quarrel with Dengyao any more, so she hurriedly asked: "Where is this, don't hide it, tell me quickly."

"Fenxiang Town."

Perhaps in order to match the tense atmosphere, Deng Yao's voice was also very low, as if he was telling some secret softly.

"As for the bridge just now, it cannot be seen with naked eyes, but it can be seen clearly with spiritual sense."

He looked at Shi Yue amusedly, with a faint smile on his lips.

"Then you didn't tell me earlier!"

She spent so much effort just now, poking little by little, and the beautiful glowing pebbles are almost used up. She was worried and racked her brains to find a way along the way, and it turned out that the invisible bridge was not a problem at all. Just scan it?

It's as simple as scanning a WeChat account. Thanks to her efforts, the pebbles are wasted!

When Shi Yue looked at the floating Rainbow Lantern Bridge at the abyss of the cliff, her sense of accomplishment was gone.

Deng Yao did it on purpose.

He definitely did it on purpose.

Deng Yao blinked, his face full of innocence, "You have always been very smart, I thought you could find out."

"Well, what is Fenxiang Town? What is father doing here?"

Shi Yue turned the page on this, seeing is not seeing.

"Literally, the one who burns incense, maybe Master just wants to take a shortcut."

After saying that, he pinched Shi Yue's wrist with his backhand and led her to the main road.

Facing him was a small group of men in white clothes patrolling!

All of them held strangely shaped golden magic weapons in their hands, like weapons or musical instruments, and they were imposing.

Shi Yue wanted to hide subconsciously, but Deng Yao firmly pinched her wrist and said softly:

"Don't be afraid, walk with your head held high, no one will care about you."

It sounds like comforting words, but it doesn't feel right when you taste it carefully.

However, since Deng Yao is so frank, it means that he is very familiar with this place, and there is no need for them to hide.

Seeing that the man in white was about to come in front of him, Shi Yue kept a calm expression on his face, and strode forward following Deng Yao, majestic and high-spirited, like a fearless cavalry charging.

Sure enough, the people in white didn't care about the stranger who suddenly appeared.

They passed by Shi Yue without squinting, as if they didn't see them.

However, among a group of men in white clothes who were about the same height, there was a very tall man, which was very unconventional, and Shi Yue couldn't help but take a second look.

The man was tall and straight, and the delicate white clothes he wore gave him a sense of heroism.

It's a pity that the hood blocked his face so tightly that he couldn't even see a strand of hair.

"Brother, have you been here?"

"Ah."

That's it, no wonder he is so proficient and not panicked at all.

"But it looks weird in here."

Shi Yue looked around, the atmosphere around her was very uncomfortable.

"Normal." Deng Yao's tone was flat.

He didn't want to tell Shi Yue the truth about this place, he just needed to take her through Fenxiang Town and confirm the whereabouts of Master and the wolf spirit.

This place can be regarded as the only way to a certain port in the devil world, and further on, his "travel" with Shi Yue will come to an end.

Unexpectedly, the shadow wolf hiding in Shi Yue's shadow stared at the back of the man in white and secretly bared his fangs.

In the blink of an eye, the shadow wolf charged straight at the tall man in white like an arrow flying off the string!

The tall and heroic man in white moved very quickly, he hastily dodged the shadow wolf's sharp claws, and distanced himself from it.

"Aw! Aww!"

The Shadow Wolf frowned, his throat full of low barks like a beast.

Shi Yue quickly rushed to Shadow Wolf's side, she didn't make a sound, but just stared at the group of white-clothed men ready to go, and a traceless wind blade had condensed behind her.

This group of white-clothed people was already in a mess. They scattered in a panic, and then they raised the golden magic weapon and played it vigorously. The sound was like a suona or a trumpet.

The sharp and high-pitched sound of the instrument almost sent Shi Yue away in place!

Boy, it's worse than playing her funeral tunes.

Deng Yao flew out, cooperated with Shi Yue, and directly tied the men in white who were playing the "instruments" into a ball.

The "instrumental instruments" were scattered all over the place, making a clattering noise.

Deng Yao stood silently beside Shi Yue, looking at Shadow Wolf displeased, as if blaming it for causing trouble.

And the tall man in white who was being chased and barked by the shadow wolf seemed to be covering up something, he didn't want to fight, but ran away quickly.

Vaguely, Shi Yue seemed to hear the other party's disdainful hum.

The figure of the other party seems to be more and more familiar.

Shi Yue rode the wind, "Brother, I leave this place to you!"

After finishing speaking, she chased out with Shadow Wolf.

The man moved very quickly, he didn't escape to any steeple building, nor did he take any golden musical instrument magic weapon, but directly led Shi Yue to the narrow alley where there was no one.

But the more he moves, the more flaws he reveals.

Especially those big wheat-colored hands, which Shi Yue couldn't be more familiar with.

She squinted her eyes, quietly looking at the generous back of the man.

He moved his fingers slightly, revealing a strand of golden long hair under the cloak.

"Ha ha ha ha."

He laughed wildly, as if deliberately imitating some villain.

With a smile on her lips, Shi Yue watched his performance.

How can there be any show, Qiu Ah Si turned around, without taking off his hood, and hugged Shi Yue's small body.

"What a coincidence, it's great to meet you."

He pressed Shi Yue's body hard, as if he wanted to knead Shi Yue into a ball.

The hood slipped off, and his big golden waves shone like the sun, swaying in a dreamy fairy-tale arc.