She is a mad villain and it is hard to tell whether she is good or evil

Xie Xuan had a premonition that someone would come to visit him today, but he did not expect it to be Xiang Nanyu.

Seeing the unique flow of luck around Xiangnan, Xie Xuan couldn't help but gaze slightly and fell into deep thought.

"Elder Xie..." Xiang Nanyu was about to speak, but Xie Xuan raised his hand slightly and interrupted him.

"No need to say more, I know why you are here today." Xie Xuan looked calm and indifferent, "Go back, everyone is safe and sound."

Xie Xuan's few words instantly relaxed Xiangnan's tense heartstrings, but at the same time, a complex conflict arose in his heart.

In the divine realm, Xuan Cang was surrounded by black air, and the scales that originally shone with golden light now seemed to be covered with a layer of haze, losing their former luster.

His eyes were tightly closed, floating quietly, and the surroundings seemed like an endless abyss of darkness, revealing a bone-chilling loneliness.

In an instant, a dazzling golden light flashed, and Xuan Cang's figure appeared in front of his original body.

He stared expressionlessly at the thick black aura entwined around his body, and a dark light seemed to surge in the depths of his eyes.

On the other side, after Shen Ruo solved the trouble in the temple, he returned to Shenmeng Valley without stopping.

At this moment, she tightly grasped the information in her hand, her face as cold as ice.

The chill emanating from his body made A Yu, who was standing beside him, silent and dared not make a sound.

"Keep staring." Shen Ruo spoke coldly, his voice seemed to be wrapped in frost and snow.

"Yes." Ayu carefully took the thing handed to him by Shenruo, bowed and retreated.

Xiaobai stayed beside Shenruo obediently, his round eyes full of worry. He rubbed Shenruo from time to time, as if he was afraid that something might go wrong with her.

"Master." At this time, Xie Xuan reported softly outside, and after getting a response, he walked in respectfully.

……

After a long time, Xie Xuan ended his conversation with Shen Ruo and she quietly left.

Half a month passed in a flash, and Xiangnan looked at the "Completed" sign on the task panel and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Brother Xiang, can I really enter Shenmeng Valley?" A young boy in gray clothes had a worried look on his face, and he couldn't hide the uneasiness in his eyes.

Xiang Nanyu looked at him and smiled gently.

He raised his hand and gently rubbed the boy's head, and assured him in a firm tone: "Don't worry, I'm here, it will be fine."

"Okay!" After getting Xiang Nanyu's promise, the young man was immediately full of confidence. He walked towards the admissions office of Shenmeng Valley with his head held high.

"Congratulations to the host for completing the task. The task reward has been issued. Please check it." The system's cold reminder voice without any emotion sounded in Xiang Nan's ears, instantly pulling his thoughts back.

During the past half month, Xiangnan has never stopped looking for Sheng Xianxian, but among the vast crowd of people, there is still no news of her.

He subconsciously raised his hand and gently touched his heart, feeling a little confused.

He didn't know since when, that cute little girl quietly occupied a place in his heart.

Maybe it started when the two of them fought side by side, or maybe in this life, they both came from the same place.

On the other hand, Sheng Xianxian, who made Xiangnan worried, is living a very comfortable life now.

Being in the Cone Continent, she did not feel the fear of being a newcomer at all. Instead, she felt free and unfettered like a local boss.

Although she couldn't use her spiritual power at will, it didn't affect her from enjoying a pleasant time.

These days, Sheng Xianxian also witnessed with her own eyes the miserable end of the villain's cruel and ruthless mother, and she was having a lot of free time.

Bai Zhaoyue, who once stood proudly in the world as a goddess, has now lost all her charm and is trapped in the general's mansion, unable to escape.

She gave birth to three children for the divine owl and completely became a housewife dealing with trivial household affairs.

She can often be seen with a frown on her face, worried about a bunch of troubles.

But the heart of the divine owl was like a floating duckweed and never stayed on her.

Bai Zhaoyue has already lost himself, with Shenxiao alone in his heart and eyes.

When Sheng Xianxian saw her like this, she couldn't help but feel a chill in her heart.

What kind of means could have turned a goddess who was once high and mighty and otherworldly into her current pathetic appearance?

It's really terrifying.

Seeing Bai Zhaoyue competing with the girls in the backyard for his favor, Sheng Xianxian thought she was seeing things.

If she didn't know the original plot, she would really doubt the authenticity of this absurd scene.

Could it be that the villain had already anticipated this situation?

This kind of heart-breaking method is far more terrifying than taking lives with swords and sabers.

At this moment, Bai Zhaoyue was like a bird with broken wings, trapped in a cage in the backyard, with no freedom and no self, leaving only melancholy in his heart.

Moreover, this divine owl did not look quite right, and his face looked very tired.

I don’t know if the villain knows about her parents’ situation.

"Miss Sheng." Sheng Xianxian was staring into the distance in a daze, when she was suddenly brought back to her senses by a voice. She turned her head and saw that the person had an unfamiliar face.

After the man revealed his identity and said he was Shen Ruo's man, Sheng Xianxian nodded slightly. Without any doubt, she followed him obediently.

In the divine realm, at this moment, the palace that was as holy as snow and solemn and dignified was as horrible as the Avici Hell, with blood splattered everywhere.

Xuan Cang held a golden sword in his hand, the blade flashed with cold light, and bright red blood beads rolled down.

His entire body was soaked in blood, like an evil spirit climbing out of a pool of blood in purgatory, emitting a terrifying murderous aura.

The people around were so frightened that their hearts and livers were broken, their legs were weak, and they wanted to escape but could not move.

They were all imprisoned in place by Xuan Cang's powerful divine power and could only wait in despair for death to come.

Xuan Cang's mind seemed to be devoured by the desire to slaughter, and there was only blood in his eyes.

He swung the sword in his hand again and again, reaping lives. It seemed that only this endless killing could calm the anger in his heart and allow him to find a moment of peace.

Only when there was no one left alive and everyone was lying in a pool of blood did Xuan Cang slowly stop his actions.

"Xuan Cang!" A loud shout sounded like a sudden thunder.

"Do you want to live?" Mo Rongyuan asked sternly with a face full of anger.

This scolding was like a basin of cold water, which restored some clarity to Xuan Cang's confused mind.

"I know." Xuan Cang replied coldly.

Mo Rongyuan's face was even more terrifyingly cold. He could sense that something was very wrong with Xuan Cang.

"You are a god, and you attacked so many innocent people."

"Do you want to live?" Mo Rongyuan frowned and looked at the dirty smell lingering around him.

"So what?" Xuan Cang's golden eyes turned blood red at this moment.

"Anyone who does something bad to her should die!" Xuan Cang stared at Mo Rongyuan and said this.

Mo Rongyuan frowned when he saw the hostility in Xuan Cang.

For a moment he couldn't tell whether Xuan Cang was the Demon Lord or he was the Demon Lord.