Quick Wear: She is a stunning villain

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The arrival of the male protagonist has no effect on Shanyue.

Because there are still seven days left until the true identity is revealed.

At that time, who could have thought that this gentle senior sister, who treated the male protagonist with a smile when he was at his lowest point, would do something truly horrible.

How could they be so kind to deliver those medicines on time every time?

The poison that enters the mouth is the medicine for wounds.

"Senior Sister, I feel that the spiritual energy today is not as dissipated as before."

The boy was very happy, his brows raised.

Looks unaffected.

Senior Sister: "Junior Brother, you were born with a sword bone. Such a good talent will definitely not be buried."

She meant something.

The faint smile in her eyes instantly captivated the young man's mind.

Zhou Yuan's palms gradually grew hotter as his heart beat.

Under the bright blue sky, the senior sister's eyes were filled with smiles. At this moment, it seemed that even time had become forever.

at night.

"Sister."

“…Senior Sister.”

Like watching flowers through the mist, that beautiful and moving face, in the dream, the woman's eyes and lips reveal a hint of bright red, and the rosy rouge appears with the rise and fall of the waves.

I think about it every day and dream about it at night.

When he first woke up, he was so ashamed that he thought he had desecrated his senior sister.

But as the dream gradually changed, Zhou Yuan despised himself.

He indulged his desires in his dreams.

The last whisper was, "... Shan Yue."

The dream was shattered, leaving only countless darkness covering the dream.

From now on, the dream of this night becomes the last lingering memory of the fierce and powerful Demon Emperor who roams the world.

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Zhou Yuan woke up.

A piercing pain shot through my bloody chest.

“师尊，您… … ”

Zhou Yuan opened his eyes and saw the teachers and leaders who used to have kind faces gathered in this hall. In the dim light, their faces had a hint of coldness.

Zhou Yuan's eyes moved and fell on his chest.

There was a fist-sized hole there, blood was flowing out, and the heart was now floating above the palm of the Qingfeng Lord.

The kind old man's face now had a hint of viciousness.

"Disciple, wake up."

"Disciple, don't blame us. We can only say that things have been rewarded with their rightful owners. You wanted to contribute to the sect before, and now that you have dedicated your sword bones to the sect, it is already the greatest contribution."

The Lord of Qingfeng spoke, and the elders around him also echoed him, even if they did such a bad thing.

Still unwilling to completely take off the mask of hypocrisy.

Zhou Yuan felt pain in his chest and all over his body. “Master, you treat me well just for my sword bones!”

"My disciple is joking. It seems that I still don't understand the principle of survival of the fittest in cultivating immortals."

When facing a dying person, the Lord of Qingfeng doesn't mind saying a few more words before taking action.

"Speaking of which, I still have to thank my disciple, Yu Xian, for being decisive and thoughtful. Now it seems that the spiritual power of this sword bone is about to be exhausted..."

No matter how much more was said afterwards, the boy didn't hear it.

Jade fairy, jade fairy.

senior sister.

Zhou Yuan's mind roared, and he felt that no matter how much pain he felt in his body, it was nothing compared to the burning pain of his internal organs being thrown into the boundless earth.

His pupils dilated instantly, and there was disbelief in his eyes.

"Impossible! You old bastards, don't even think about slandering my senior sister!"

"Hahaha, she is young after all. Her mind is clouded by such sentimentality. If your senior sister hadn't secretly poisoned her, I really think she would be willing to give those top-grade elixirs to a useless person."

The Lord of Qingfeng laughed loudly, looking at Zhou Yuan with an expression that he had already caught a turtle in a jar.

It is inevitable to win.

Hula la——

The storm came, and the strong wind blew through the flowers, plants and trees in the mountains. In less than a moment, the sound of rain was accompanied by a flash of lightning. In an instant, the sky was like overturning the sea. The whole mountain and field was covered with white rain, and no human figure was seen.

“It’s raining so hard.”

The disciples performed some rain-avoidance spells and returned to their own caves.

Boom—a bolt of thunder pierced the sky, shaking the earth.

The ground seemed to be changing dramatically.

"Damn it, a useless person actually escaped?!"

"Why panic? The sword bone has been peeled off and he is still a cripple. He can't escape far. Let my disciple kill him personally. I'm sure she will like it very much."

The Lord of Qingfeng is a cunning old fox. He is well aware of Yuxian's jealousy and hatred towards Zhou Yuan, but he allows Yuxian to indulge in his inner demons.

But I didn't expect that this useless person would actually have feelings for this disciple. It's really a farce in the world.

When Shanyue received the order, he had already discovered the male protagonist's trace.

On the edge of the cliff, it was pouring rain.

shhhhh--

The strings of the zither broke through the air, shattering all the rain and fog, and left with murderous intent.

The man's methods were ruthless. He could have used the strings of the zither to shatter my heart, but he was determined to torture me here.

He was in a miserable state, and his once handsome face was now as pale as a ghost.

On the edge of the cliff, there is no way back.

His pupils were red as he stared at the person who came.

Before I saw the person coming, I knew that the strings were someone familiar.

But in the end, there is still one last trace of deception in my heart.

"why."

A hole appeared in his heart, and he sank into the abyss along with the wind and rain.

Like falling into the abyss.

The sword bone was taken away, the heart was broken, and the body was about to die, but none of them could compare to the heart-wrenching pain at this moment.

At this moment, in the wind and rain, a woman came with a zither in her arms.

Compared to the young man who was in an extremely miserable and destitute state.

Her body was spotless and unstained by rain. Her slender jade-like fingers rested on the strings of the zither and she played the piano lightly. The beautiful music of the past now turned into Shura's murderous intent.

"Why so many whys?" the woman said nonchalantly, "Junior brother, you are so talented that I am jealous. I want to kill you all the time."

She sighed.

"I have a lot to say, but unfortunately, later on, I was thinking, how could there be such a stupid person..."

Suddenly, another piercing scar appeared on the young man's body, revealing the horrifying white bones on his back.

"No, you are lying to me, right? Did they force you to do this?!"

Zhou Yuan's face turned pale, his finger bones were clenched tightly, and there was a hint of begging in his dark eyes.

Don't say anymore.

Please, don't shatter this dream——!

"No." She said lightly.

"Comfort and care are all lies to me, making me indulge in them willingly and causing my sword bone to malfunction."

His eyes were blank, as if he was mumbling his last words.

"if not."

"Like it? That's such a cheap thing. It really makes me sick that a useless person likes it."

The woman chuckled, her eyes disdainful.

The last bit of luster finally disappeared from those dark eyes.

It was all his wishful thinking. The gentleness, the comforting words, the piano music that was played quietly for him alone, were all fake.

The rain was falling and the thunder was roaring.

"Let's go, Zhou Yuan."

The words had barely sunk into his lips when the murderous intent was no longer concealed, revealing the terrifying knife underneath.

The pupils gradually dilate and the vision begins to blur.

He fell off the cliff, the cold wind blowing past his cheeks, and he took one last look at the figure in white standing quietly in the cold rain on the cliff.

Beneath the pure white skin, there is a heart as vicious as a snake.

His eyes were bleeding, as if he wanted to remember that person's figure vividly.

The pain is piercing my heart and bones. If there is a future, I will transform into an infinite Shura. I would rather let others down than let others let me down.

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