Host, she just wants to be a villain

She had lost consciousness a long time ago, and her body seemed to have become accustomed to this sudden pain. She subconsciously twitched a few times when the electric light fell.

Ming Mi was dreaming again. In the dream, she and her master were still the same as before. The master would teach her the formations carefully. When she was practicing seriously, a sword suddenly appeared in the master's hand. He raised his hand and pierced her with the sword. chest.

A dense pain suddenly came from her chest. She was awakened by the pain and felt wisps of electric light in her body.

It turns out that Master has never believed in her... ever.

Why doesn't anyone believe her? Is it because she has evil spirit in her body?

"Do you want to kill them?"

A voice suddenly came from all directions, full of malice.

Ming Mi raised his head with difficulty and looked around: "...who is where?"

"As long as you annihilate the last trace of goodwill in your heart, you can gain the power to destroy the world." The voice kept bewitching, "Those who hurt you, bully you and don't believe in you, you can make them pay the price. You do not want it?"

"I am innocent, there will be evidence to prove that I have nothing to do with the demon clan!"

A black mist suddenly appeared in the sky, and the mist condensed into shape. The person who came was wearing a white cloak, with a wide hood covering her entire face. Her fingertips were exposed outside the cloak, and Ming Mi could clearly see the index finger. A ring.

"You, who are you?"

The man ignored her and was minding his own business: "Do you know Zhu Dan? She is your master's junior sister. They had a relationship back then, but unfortunately Zhu Dan was revealed to be a demon. Do you know what the outcome will be?"

The same encounter made Mingmi curious: "What is it?"

"The Taiqing Palace asked Huaiyu to deal with her. Your master used his companion sword to kill her with his own hands. The body was cut into six pieces and suppressed under six sacred mountains. She was baptized at all times and died even after death. No one can live in peace."

Ming Mi shook his head: "I've never heard of Uncle Zhu Dan. You made all this up. I don't believe it!"

"Really? Then how do you explain that when you were apprenticed, Huaiyu looked at you differently and Qi Yuan looked at you differently?"

Mingmi retorted calmly: "I don't know, anyway, Taoist Cixin doesn't have one."

The man laughed loudly. Mingmi didn't think she was really happy. On the contrary, she said with a hint of sadness: "You are so naive. Compassion has not yet started, and Zhu Dan's matter has already become a taboo in the Taiqing Palace. The old man is not If you mention it, how will the newcomer know about it?"

"..."

Ming Mi opened his mouth, but nothing came out. She couldn't think of what to say. The master's attitude back then was indeed a bit strange. She didn't think it before, but now the more she thought about it, the more she felt that the way he looked at her was strange, as if he was looking at another person through herself.

"Zhu Dan and I... look very similar? Or are we just similar in personality?"

"You are finally smart. You are right. They are very similar. They are almost carved from the same mold."

"You know Zhu Dan and what happened back then. What is your relationship with Master and the others? Do you also like Zhu Dan?"

The man was about to say something, but suddenly there were footsteps at the door. The cloaked man disappeared instantly, and Mingmi could not hear any reply.

But in my mind, I was thinking who is she? There were barriers everywhere in the Taiqing Palace. Ming Mi laughed to herself, especially here, someone could come in and leave quietly.