I heard that I became the villain Bai Yueguang after I died

Sang Qiyan arrived late:

"Aren't we going to set off fireworks? What are you all standing there for?"

Sang Nian: "Set off fireworks?"

When Shen Mingchao mentioned this, he immediately forgot about the incident and said excitedly:

"Yes, we didn't see enough fireworks just now, so your brother went out of his way to buy more fireworks."

"This is yours." He threw a fireworks box to her and another to Xie Chenzhou, "This is yours."

Xie Chenzhou turned his face away and said coldly:

"I don't want it, take it."

"Tsk." Shen Mingchao forced it into his mouth. "Don't be polite to me, brother. As the saying goes, an elder brother is like a father. I am half your brother..."

Xie Chenzhou looked at him sinisterly:

"If you say one more word, what's going off in the sky won't be fireworks anymore."

Shen Mingchao: "Then what to put?"

Sang Nian said faintly: "You."

Shen Mingchao: “!”

"Who wants to light the fire?" Chu Yao made a fire gesture and shouted, "Come here quickly."

Shen Mingchao ran over in a hurry.

Seeing this, Sang Nian happily shook Xie Chenzhou's arm:

"Let's go set off the fireworks too."

Xie Chenzhou picked up the fireworks box thrown on the ground and curled his lips:

"it is good."

On the terrace, everyone stood in a row and lit the fireworks in their hands.

In an instant, sounds of breaking through the air rang out one after another.

Countless fireworks bloomed in the dark sky.

They all raised their heads, their eyes reflecting the bright light, and smiles on the corners of their eyes and brows.

Even many years later, they would often think of this scene in their dreams at midnight.

At that time, they were in their prime.

……

After partying for most of the night and having enough food, drink and fun, the group finally said goodbye to Sang Qi Yan.

They walked towards the inn, shoulder to shoulder, laughing.

Occasionally hum a tuneless song.

On the dream tower.

Xiao Zhuochen stood in front of the window with his hands behind his back, looking into the distance with his eyes lowered.

A young man who looked three-quarters like him walked over and looked in the direction he was looking, but saw nothing.

"What are you looking at?" he asked Xiao Zhuochen.

Xiao Zhuochen retracted his gaze and replied softly:

"I'm looking at a... very happy group of people."

Xiao Jing said "Oh", showing no interest in this, and changed the subject:

"Brother, you will definitely win the championship in this gathering of heroes, right?"

Xiao Zhuochen shook his head slightly:

"uncertain."

Xiao Jing didn't care:

"You are the most powerful senior brother among the younger generation of the Immortal Sect. Everyone says that you will win the championship."

He pointed to the table full of people drinking and chatting:

"Look, someone has come to congratulate father in advance. If you really lose, I wonder how many people will laugh at our family."

"You can only win, you can't lose."

Xiao Zhuochen pressed his brows:

"Now that your birthday is over, I will go back to the Palace of Eternal Life."

"These people came to my birthday party just for you."

Xiao Jing stopped him:

"Everyone will be unhappy if you leave now."

Xiao Zhuochen: "Ah Jing..."

"elder brother."

Xiao Jing interrupted him:

"You are the glory of our Xiao family."

Xiao Zhuochen's raised foot stopped in mid-air.

Xiao Jing said:

"Just because you practice the ruthless way, do you really have no feelings for us?"

After a long time, Xiao Zhuochen sat back in his seat in silence.

Almost at the same time, the area in front of him was filled with glass wine cups.

Looking up, I saw every face smiling flatteringly.

"Master Xiao is a rare talent that only appears once in a century. We are ashamed to be inferior to him!"

"The chief disciple of the Immortal Sect is truly extraordinary!"

"It's just a gathering of heroes, Master Xiao will definitely win the championship!"

……

Xiao Zhuochen remained silent.

The atmosphere turned cold and everyone looked at each other.

Father Xiao reminded:

"Zhuo Chen."

Xiao Zhuochen picked up the wine glass in front of him and drank it all.

The atmosphere became lively again.

Xiao Zhuochen turned his head and looked towards the wide open window.

The night sky is silent.

The fireworks are cold.

*

The next day, before dawn, Sang Nian was pulled out of bed by Chu Yao.

"Let's go practice swordplay."

Sang Nianren woke up but his soul was still not awake. He asked blankly:

"Where are we going to practice?"

Chu Yao: "The martial arts arena in the Hall of Eternal Life can be used by all disciples of the immortal sect. If you go too late, there will be no room left."

Sang Nian struggled to get up:

"Then let's go."

When the two of them went out, Su Xueyin and Wen Buyu were already waiting at the stairs.

Sang Nian knocked on Xie Chenzhou's door and kicked open Shen Mingchao's door.

Shen Mingchao sat up in horror, his hair messed up from sleeping exploded:

"who!"

Sang Nian patted the door:

"Get up and practice swordplay."

Shen Mingchao fell back on the bed and threw a pillow over:

"Close the door and get out."

Sang Nian said: "Okay, let's go then."

Shen Mingchao couldn't sleep:

"You're all going?"

Sang Nian: "Hmm."

Shen Mingchao cursed as he got out of bed, put on his shoes, and rushed out while putting on his coat:

"I'm impressed by you. We finally left the sect, can't we take a day off?"

"You can rest," Sang Nian said, "We are not forcing you."

Shen Mingchao had a ferocious expression:

"And then all of you broke through, and I was the only one who stayed where I was, right?"

Xie Chenzhou, dressed neatly, walked out of the room. Hearing his words, he said coldly:

“Maybe you can’t break through even if you try hard.”

Shen Mingchao covered his ears:

"I'm going to beat both you and Wen Buyu down. Don't even think about disturbing my mind."

Xie Chenzhou chuckled.

Seeing him wearing the black clothes again, Chu Yao felt relieved:

"Thank God, Xie Chenzhou, you are finally back to normal. I didn't even want to go out with you today."

Xie Chenzhou put his hands behind his back and turned his face away:

"I've always been normal."

"Pretending." Chu Yao rolled her eyes, pushed him aside, and strode downstairs.

Most areas in Yujing City are under a no-fly zone, except for those traveling to and from the Palace of Eternal Life.

The group flew to the Changsheng Palace martial arts arena on their swords.

It was only just dawn when quite a few people had already arrived.

Not only sword cultivators are there, other cultivators are also here.

There are even a few Le Xiu.

Sang Nian looked at them expectantly, wondering what song they would play.

They took out an erhu and played a piece of music called Erquan Yingyue.

Everyone who heard it was sad and cried.

Sang Nian: “…”

She resisted the urge to throw the coins, turned around silently, and tried to find something in her storage bag to plug her ears.

Suddenly, a shadow appeared in front of me.

Looking up, I saw a group of female monks standing a few steps away, with unfriendly expressions:

"Are you Sang Nian from Xiaoyao Sect?"

Sang Nian was confused:

"Is something wrong?"

They folded their arms, looked Sang Nian up and down, and sneered:

"Sang Nian, I heard you are very famous."

Sang Nian: “…”

Sang Nian slowly typed a question mark.