Fast time travel villain, she commits crimes based on her beauty

"Who do you want to forget?"

"Zixu."

Looking at the steadfast girl in front of him, the man twitched his mouth: "Have you thought about it yet?"

"Think it over, I want to forget him, my feelings for him will only become my hindrance." Fuyue narrowed her eyes.

"Is it just a hindrance?" The man frowned. "Now that you have become a mentor, you don't even need to look at the supervisor's face. What you are afraid of is that you will hurt him. You are deeply trapped and unable to extricate yourself, you are afraid of yourself..."

"Shut up!" Fuyue raised her eyes, a trace of scarlet flashed in her eyes, "Brother, you talk too much."

The man was stunned, he found that he couldn't understand her.

Obviously before, she was a little girl who was easy to soften her heart.

Now it has become so indifferent.

"That's it, senior brother, I don't want to say any more." Fu Yue turned and left.

The figure behind her leaving is as firm as ever, but today seems to be slower than usual.

"You heard it all, she said that she will forget you." The man suddenly said to somewhere in the air.

"Yes, I heard it." Zixu's figure slowly emerged in the air.

"How ridiculous, she even needs you to help her forget you, but you can never forget her, from the moment you were born."

said the man.

"I owe her something, and I took her place."

Zi Xu was silent, his pale face didn't look as calm as his words showed.

"But this is decided by the people of the main temple. Although she has unlimited talents, she has been dyed black and cannot become the new main god.

Only you, who has the same ability as her, but with the purest and kindest heart, can succeed to the throne. This is an unchangeable fact, and it is also the best result. "

The man's words made Zixu more silent.

After a while, Zixu asked in a warm voice: "But has any of you asked her, is she willing?

What would she do if she knew that she could have the supreme glory and a life full of flowers. "

"..." The man was speechless.

"If she knew that she could not have experienced the raging fire, the sea of ​​swords and the abyss of hell, what would she do?"

"So I respect any decision she makes. If you want to forget me, forget me. When there is only one way to go, forgetting the good is the best choice."

Every word he said made his heart ache.

Because he is too sober, and soberly knows what to do is good for everyone.

"However, you still remember that the pain will follow you everywhere, but you have done nothing wrong."

The man sighed helplessly, "It's just that it would be nice if you didn't chase her in the first place."

"But her wish is that I love her, and I can't resist my instinct."

Zixu smiled, and then restrained his smile, "It's just that I didn't expect that the people in the management office would react too violently.

They are too afraid of people who are pros and cons being together, so that their interests have been divided over the years, and their natural positions will be broken, and we can't be together. "

"Little Tofu is a poor child. The people in the main temple gave up too quickly. They didn't even know that it took hundreds of years for the supervisor to erase the last trace of her conscience."

The man couldn't help sighing, "If there is no such calamity, she will be a very good main god."

"She will be. She will never forget herself. Even if she forgets, I will find it for her."

The picture gradually went out, but the man's gentle and firm voice kept echoing in his ears.

Qiong Dongxi stared blankly at herself being excluded by the light ball.

Just as it was still immersed in its own thoughts, a familiar voice rang in its ears.

"Joan, you should go and complete your mission."

His voice is as deep as a guqin, and every word is full of the lingering affection of the ancient times.

Qiong Dongxi was suddenly enlightened: "You dog man, you played it for me on purpose! If you want me to collect the memory of the host, just say so! What are you doing in such a devious way!"

Zixu smiled, he bent down and touched Qiong Dongdong's little head: "My position, I can't do it directly, you should know."

"Will you really be happy when you are the Lord God? Why do you all take this so seriously?" Qiong Dongxi asked puzzledly.

Obviously that woman named Hatsumomo was not happy at all.

"Someone once told me that when the power is so strong that no one can resist, the rules can be rewritten.

Are you happy or not, does it matter? "

Zixu said in a warm voice.

"Shit, it wasn't about you at all, it was about the host, no, you are also part of her thoughts.

No, since you have her memory, you can just return it to her, why do you have to go through me!

And the most important thing for her now is not to recover her memory, hey, she needs to get out of prison and needs your help!"

Joan said excitedly.

This guy almost misses the point!

"You know, a dove occupying a magpie's nest will never be able to stand righteously in front of a magpie."

Zixu sighed and said, "Besides, she made too many mistakes this time. Even the main god can only play the role of mediation. What can I do as a candidate without real power?"

"Her fault was not forced! Sigh, forget it, there is nothing to say, anyway, the villain's ending is not like that, if one day the villain defeats the protagonist, it will be wrong."

Joan things muttered to himself.

"Then what should we do now? Is the host hopeless? She still has to retire and go to the palace. How can she stay in prison for the rest of her life? She is so afraid of pain..."

"Everything is suffering, the only way is to cross over by yourself. You go back and bring her the light ball of memory."

Zixu pushed Qiong Dongxi's back, Qiong Dongxi unconsciously staggered twice.

"But didn't you say that? It should be even more painful for her to know the beauty of the past! Then why let her know!"

Joan asked incomprehensibly.

"Would you like to know, the choice is up to her, you can just take it back." Zixu smiled and waved goodbye to Qiong Dongxi.

The figure slowly disappeared.

Qiong Dongxi suddenly had a sore nose.

Zixu Zixu, it really is nothingness, life is like a dream.

Joan things do not know how he came back.

But when it reacted, it had unconsciously returned to Fuyue's cell.

"Qiong stuff, why do you look devastated?" Fu Yue asked, tilting her head.

Joan Dongxi looked up, and when she saw that familiar face, she couldn't help crying.

The host is miserable, no matter how you go, it's a dead end.

From the moment she destroyed the small world, cause and effect were planted.

But, but, but it seems that fate never gave her a second choice.

The parents who loved her were all dead, and the beloved kitten also lost her voice in her arms. Who could not be blackened, besides, she was not a good person in the first place.

Now she is imprisoned and waiting to die, all of which are in line with the villain's arranged fate.

But why, even it, a bystander, feels unwilling!