Kuai Chuan: I really don’t want to be a villain

In the study room in the back hall of Yuleifeng, white clouds are floating outside the window, and the room is quiet and peaceful. Song Qiao was practicing calligraphy by the window when the Tongyin Turtle placed aside suddenly vibrated.

"It's me. I've found the place where my right arm is sealed. Come with me." Luo Fusheng's voice came out.

Song Qiao paused while writing, "I understand."

"I'll wait for you at Xiaoqingshan."

Taking out the map of Zhongzhou, Song Qiao looked for Xiao Qingshan on it.

His fingertips crossed over and landed on one spot.

On the shore of the East China Sea. The Imperial Heavenly Kingdom is adjacent to the East China Sea. It is connected to the seashore to the east, the Forest of Ten Thousand Monsters to the south, the Imperial Heavenly Kingdom to the north, and the rolling mountains to the west. The mountains include the Tushan clan.

Xiaoqingshan was once the cave of a green snake. Later, the green snake failed to cross the Immortal Lord Tribulation and fell here.

The grievances persist, and the fog is pervasive all year round. There are also legends that there is a secret realm that leads directly to the Dragon Palace of the East China Sea.

Song Qiao put away the map and went to Xuantian Peak.

Pei Wu was not here. After returning from Song Qiao's room that day, she had already made a breakthrough in swordsmanship due to the battle with Chu Yi. In addition, in order to save Song Qiao's weak soul power, it was the time when she needed to recuperate, so she simply went into seclusion. .

"Sect Master." Song Qiao stood outside Jinglan Courtyard and called softly.

The door opened, and Jinglan stood inside, looking at her with complicated eyes.

Compared with Jinglan's complexity, Song Qiao is much more natural. "Sect Master, I need to go out on a trip to deal with important matters."

Jinglan did not agree immediately, "What to do?"

"Yun Shang called me. She must have a task to arrange. I'll go see what she has in mind." Song Qiao lied without changing his face.

"It's too dangerous." Jinglan didn't want Song Qiao to go down the mountain.

"It's my choice."

After a moment of silence, Jinglan stepped forward and put a silver-white bracelet on Song Qiao's wrist.

This scene is so familiar. When she was on Earth, Ye Ziqing also put a bracelet on her like this. But later on, Song Qiao put it away in order to do a task, and then... he never took it out.

Thinking of the past, Song Qiao's eyebrows softened a lot.

"What is this?" she asked, her voice slowing down.

The two were very close at this time, and Jinglan could smell the faint floral fragrance coming from Song Qiao, something she had never smelled before in the Tianyuan world for many years.

"The magic weapon I refined contains a wisp of my sword energy, which can block any attack from the God Lord. Even if the God Lord strikes, it can still last for half a second. It's enough for me to come to your side." Jinglan He replied in a low voice, put on the bracelet, but did not take his hand away, still squeezing Song Qiao's wrist.

She raised her eyes and looked at Song Qiao seriously. "Pei Wu and you..."

Song Qiao's heart sank as Jinglan's name for Pei Wu changed. This is not a good thing. Before he can grow up, Pei Wu still needs Jinglan's guidance.

Thinking of this, Song Qiao held Jinglan's hand. Her eyes were much softer, and there was no longer the alienation and resistance in her eyes. "She can't tell the difference between family affection and love for a moment. I have made it clear to her. Jinglan, she is your disciple and my sister. Don't be angry with her."

Like a tsunami passing through his heart, Jinglan tightened his fingers. The immortal who cultivated the ruthless path felt strange emotions at this time.

In fact, in the Tianyuan world, most of the evaluations of Immortal Lord are somewhat rigid.

Excellent talent, cold temperament, even a little mean and ungrateful.

Just because she practices the path of ruthlessness, others really think she is ruthless.

Just because no one has mastered the path of ruthlessness, others think that the reason why she has mastered it is because of her cold nature.

But she never knew that great love is ruthless. She just placed her emotions on heaven and earth and had already transcended personal relationships.

If it weren't for the karma left by Jiutian Xuannv, she would have achieved the throne of God long ago.

Different versions of the incident in which a disciple of the Xuantian Sect fell into a demon have been circulated to this day. The most believable version is still the one in which the little junior sister fell in love but couldn't get it.

Jinglan has traveled around the world countless times, so it’s not like he doesn’t know about it.

She just couldn't understand why she had to accept it when others liked her. Why do others become demons and become evil, but they blame her for the cause?

Is it because she doesn't reciprocate the same affection?

But if you don’t like it, you just don’t like it. She would never force herself to do something. Even if she knew that she had a love crisis that needed to be overcome, she would never let herself accept a relationship casually for the so-called love crisis.

Jinglan has always had a hunch that the person she is waiting for will come sooner or later. Just like her master once said to her, the reason why love disaster is a love disaster is because it comes suddenly, and the reason why it is called a disaster is because those who overcome it will definitely indulge in it. .

And at this moment, when Song Qiao called her name warmly, Jinglan finally understood that as early as the day when the Immortal Gate opened, the moment she saw Song Qiao, the love disaster had already come.

It's just that she has been deceiving herself and others and still holding on to the illusion that the love disaster corresponds to Pei Wu.

"What did you call me?" Jinglan's voice was slightly trembling.

Song Qiao and Jinglan looked at each other, and she couldn't find any trace of her former lover on that face.

Even on the exposed neck, there was no longer the familiar red mole that she was familiar with.

She was standing on the edge of the cliff now, and if she took one step forward, she would die.

Take a step back and you can start over.

Song Qiao curled her lips and smiled softly. She took a step forward and chose to be shattered into pieces.

"Jinglan, do you like me?"

It seemed like she was back that night again, with fireworks all over the sky. She didn't restrain the monster in her heart and allowed herself to kiss those tearful eyes. After that, there will be no relief.

"Yes." Jinglan responded, her usually indifferent eyes filled with fire. She was slightly taller than Song Qiao. She lowered her eyes and spoke firmly.

"I like you. I know that you have a close relationship with Meng Lingyu, and I also know that there is another person in your heart. You cried very sadly that night because that person will never come back, right?"

Half truth, half lie.

Of course Song Qiao would not tell her that the sadness was all fake.

She saw the clear understanding written all over Jinglan's face, and suddenly she had bad thoughts. Obviously according to the plan, she should show her weakness and agree to Jinglan half-heartedly, but she just doesn't want to do it step by step.

Jinglan felt a soft touch on the side of her face, and her lips rubbed against each other. They were slightly cool, but what was left was hot.

"Actually, I lied to you. You are the split soul of Jiutian Xuannv, and I am the split soul of Xuannv's lover. I felt it as early as the first time we met."

"Pei Wu is just like me, but she hasn't experienced it and doesn't know anything."

Song Qiao's voice was gentle, close to Jinglan's ears, and her breath made Jinglan's ears turn red quickly.

"That is the fate left countless epochs ago, and it is a continuous cause and effect. You have met Meng Lingyu, and you have guessed part of the truth. Jinglan, your love disaster is on my body, do you want to overcome it?"

Song Qiao held onto Jinglan's shoulders and almost melted into her arms. This ambiguous gesture did not bring warmth, because as she spoke, the heat in Jinglan's eyes began to fade away little by little.

Tell me your choice. You wanted to escape from Xuannv's involvement, but you fell into it again and again. What you think is your heartbeat is actually just a fate.

Jinglan, tell me, what should you do? Song Qiao screamed in her heart, she was waiting for an answer, she was waiting for Jinglan, and she was waiting for herself.