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

Baby Jiang was held in Xie Yuzhou's arms, still sobbing softly, murmuring for mother from time to time, like an abandoned cub.

The injuries on Meng Lingyu's body had eased a lot, and the terrible holes had healed. She stood up slowly, looked at Xie Yuzhou, and stretched out her hand: "Give it to me. You have worked hard during this time, Yuzhou."

Xie Yuzhou's expression froze, and she looked at Meng Lingyu in disbelief. She found that the deep purple eyes that used to scare her were no longer depressive and crazy, and were instead very peaceful.

The tone of her voice just now was something Xie Yuzhou was very familiar with.

Baby Jiang was picked up by Meng Lingyu, and Xie Yuzhou said in surprise: "Mingjun..."

Meng Lingyu smiled slightly, "It's me."

"No, how could you..." Xie Yuzhou couldn't believe why Gu Mingjun appeared!

"You can call me Gu Mingjun, or you can call me Li Qingning, or Linglong, the name is just a code name." Meng Lingyu explained calmly, which was something she could not do in the past.

Xie Yuzhou stared into Meng Lingyu's eyes, and an idea suddenly came to his mind.

Perhaps, Meng Lingyu has died along with Song Qiao.

Her existence is both her obsession and her madness. Her obsession was cut off by Song Qiao, and there is no need for her to exist.

The once crazy Meng Lingyu will never appear again.

She finally completely integrated all the divided souls. To her, all the memories were like reincarnations in her past and present lives. She no longer resisted those identities, but truly accepted them.

Xie Yuzhou was in a daze, but his heart was filled with sadness.

She couldn't help but think of that day when Song Qiao confessed his plan to her.

"Yu Zhou, I can only do this. Only in this way can the spiritual fish be liberated, Pei Wu can become a high god with the power to protect himself, and Jinglan can become a god and protect the world." Song Qiao's expression was very intense at that time. Calm, very calm.

"What about you? You have planned everything for them. What should you do?"

"Death is the path I chose, but it is not my destined destination. Yu Zhou, I will come back. If I cannot come back, Pei Wu will complete everything for me."

"But Pei Wu is not you, Song Qiao, she is not you." Xie Yuzhou saw clearly.

How did Song Qiao answer at that time? She didn't answer.

Maybe she knew it, but she still chose to do it, leaving no room for herself.

At the moment of Song Qiao's death, in the distant thirty-sixth heaven, the fishing line in the hand of the fishing man broke, and a wound was cut in the palm of his hand by the rebounding fishing line.

He looked down at the wound for a long time, his smile gradually becoming crazier.

"Ha, fish, escaped."

On the other side, in the divine realm of the Nine-tailed Fox, she felt that the bond with Song Qiao had completely disappeared, and the system was also recycled. She could no longer detect Song Qiao's whereabouts, as if the other party had really disappeared from this world.

The nine-tailed fox closed his eyes and suppressed the ups and downs of emotions in his heart.

What happened in the Xuantian Sect spread quickly throughout the Tianyuan world, and everyone knew that Jinglan Immortal Lord had chosen to kill his wife to prove his enlightenment and achieve the position of god.

While they were happy that the Tianyuan world finally had a god to protect them, they couldn't help but secretly murmur about Jinglan's cruelty and ruthlessness.

At the same time, another piece of news quickly swept through the entire Tianyuan world, even overshadowing the throne of achievement.

That is, the Demon Realm has ushered in a new master. The plan initiated by Xuantian Sect to quell the Demon Realm failed not long after it started. Demon God Rahu escaped from the Demon Suppression Tower, devoured half of Satan's godhead and his divine domain in the Tianyuan Realm, descended on the Demon Realm, and ruled the entire Demon Realm with lightning speed.

Her power is even stronger than that of the dead Demon Lord Yunshang, because she rules the entire Demon Realm, not this part of Zhongzhou.

Hades shunned him, Satan had already fled the Tianyuan world, and Lucifer also left the Tianyuan world after the battle with Yaochi that day.

No one can stop Luo Hu anymore, and the first thing she did when she became the Lord of the Demon Realm was to challenge the Lord Jinglan.

But Lord Jinglan didn't accept it. It was rumored that her only disciple, the Young Master of Xuantian Sect, had gone awry in his cultivation, went crazy and fell into a coma. She was busy protecting her disciple and had no time to discuss with Luo Hu.

As time goes by, no matter how much pain you suffer, it will be buried.

However, those who have experienced the tragedy of that day cannot easily get out of it.

Yuzhi never went to Xuantian Peak again. After that day, she entered seclusion.

Logically speaking, Xuantian Sect is the biggest winner. The sect leader achieved the throne of God, and his old enemy Demon Lord was killed. Both his own prestige and the strength of the sect were greatly improved.

But the atmosphere in the entire sect was extremely depressing. No matter whether it was the elders or the disciples, there were no smiles on their faces.

Ninth Senior Sister has become a taboo in the sect and no one mentions it anymore, but the strange thing is that Jiang Song's identity badge is still hanging high on the inner disciple list and has not been taken off. She is still Yu Zhi's disciple.

Even the authority within the sect over her sect master's wife is still retained, and only Jinglan can eliminate that authority.

In Xuantian Peak, Pei Wu's courtyard.

She has been in a coma for many days, but in the depths of her consciousness, an unpredictable game is going on.

It was a beautiful and elegant bamboo forest. There were chessboards and tea sets on the bamboo table. There was a woman in white sitting there, cleaning the tea sets with graceful movements.

Song Qiao came from the forest. She was dressed in red, like a gorgeous rose, bringing different colors to the entire bamboo forest.

Shi Shiran sat down and Song Qiao said nothing, watching the woman fill a cup of tea for him.

Putting down the teapot, the woman raised her head and smiled at Song Qiao. That smile made Song Qiao dazed for a moment.

It's really because the other person is so beautiful, not an aggressive beauty, but a beauty like the spring breeze blowing on the face, like the bright moon hanging high, and like the mountains and the sea being flat. When people see her, they can't help but let go of their guard and feel close to her.

No one can reject her, and no one can ignore her.

She is the beginning of everything and the end of everything.

Song Qiao finally understood why people said she was no longer similar to Nv Jiang, because they were indeed not similar at all.

"We finally meet." Female Jiang's voice was gentle.

"Yes, how should I call you, Mian Shang? Supreme God?" Song Qiao's expression returned to calmness.

"Just call me by my name." Female Jiang picked up the teacup and took a sip.

Seeing that Song Qiao had no intention of speaking, she didn't take it seriously, "I really didn't expect you to reach this point."

Song Qiao chuckled, but there was no smile in her eyes when she looked at Nu Jiang.

Calm, thorough, and ambitious.

"Really? Because what I did is beyond your calculations?"

Female Jiang shook her head, "No, I have never plotted against you. Well, it should be said that your behavior transcended fate." She still had a faint smile and seemed to be very happy with what Song Qiao did.

Song Qiao also picked up the teacup and took a sip, then picked up a chess piece and placed it gently on the chessboard.

"I have to do this because I no longer want to be a chess piece. I want to be the player in this game."

Live or die.

She planned everything, even including the one she loved, abandoned the past, and separated her loved ones, just for one thing.

Get rid of the nine-tailed fox, get rid of Fuxi.

She is no longer a pawn in their fight, she wants to be the one who plays the game.