In the End, the Villain Does Not Understand Feelings

The final villain does not understand feelings Author: Sinica

Years of planning, shattered in the past, and then accidentally learned that he was just the so-called... final boss?

Looking at himself, and at the 'protagonist' opposite, Xia Yin silently drew out his knife.

"Come on, lie down."

PS: This book is also known as "Love and Kill Each Other Every Day", "I Can't Be Turned into an Enemy as a Wife", and "Do you Like the Ultimate Villain as a Wife?" 》

Chapter 1 Chapter 01 Yo, Brother

Taishangshan, Floating Cloud Palace.

At this time, most of the castle in the sky, which was like a misty cloud in the past, has fallen, and the remaining half is also burning in the raging fire.

The splendid buildings turned into ashes in the flames, and the many spiritual beasts in the courtyard withered and necrotic, and then turned into firewood for the flames, making the fire completely out of control.

There were panic and despair crowds up and down the mountain, chaos everywhere, and endless panic and exclamations.

As one of the strongest sects in this world, this is the chaos that Taishang Jiange has never seen in thousands of years, because what burns is Taishang Mountain, the main vein of Jiange, and what falls is the floating clouds of several ancestors who retreated and practiced hardships. palace!

And what is even more terrifying is that in such a chaotic time, facing the fall of this side of the world, facing the survival of hundreds of thousands of disciples below, Sifang Mountain, the five palaces have all chosen... Silence?

A dead silence.

Enshrined, elders, swordsmen, and even the master of the sword palace... Aside from the screaming of countless servants and the lamentation of countless disciples, the former main body has not even made a sound at this time until now.

They let the Floating Cloud Palace burn in the red-gold fire, let its wreckage turn into a meteorite and fall, and let the hundreds of thousands of disciples below...

Where are they?Why did they choose to be silent?Why are they turning a blind eye?

Everything, turned into countless doubts and dark clouds shrouded the hearts of the hundreds of thousands of disciples of the Supreme Sword Pavilion.

There are a lot of things that I don't understand, but even the most common outer sect disciple is very clear about one thing at this time, and that is────

"The sky is falling."

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Everything in the Floating Cloud Palace is burning, buildings, plants, spirit beasts, books, medicinal herbs, and even weapons, all things are no different in this fire, and even they themselves are the fuel that ignites all this!

The fire will never stop until everything burns out.

But what no one would have thought was that in the center, the largest and most brilliant palace, was unexpectedly calm.

The raging flames that devoured the sky and the earth outside seemed to be just an illusion. No matter how fierce and scorching the flames were, they could not bring even the slightest change to the golden hall in the center.

Quiet and steady.

In the air in the hall, there is a faint sweetness of Qingyunsan. This is a heart-cleansing agent that belongs to Taishang Jiange. It will make people feel relaxed and relieve all the pressure.

On the seat at the top of the main hall, which is usually reserved for the head of the sect, a white-clothed boy with red lips and white teeth was leaning crookedly there.

With a faint smile on his face, he casually flipped through the half-volume book in his hand, occasionally reaching out to pick up the teacup with the green leaf tips floating beside him, and giving it a small peck on his lips.

The young man's posture was relaxed and casual, as if the place he was in was not the Palace of Clouds that was about to be destroyed in the flames, but the sunny afternoon in the warm spring season.

He leaned back on the chair with half-squinted eyes, while reading a book while enjoying the oncoming spring breeze, his body was indescribably lazy and comfortable.

He is so casual and careless, it seems that he is about to merge with the surrounding, but it seems... out of tune!

Regardless of why this young man in white is here, and why he is still so leisurely and casual, everything outside is obviously impossible to be fake.

The Floating Palace is really burning, it is really falling, and it is only a matter of time before this splendid hall is destroyed!

But before that.

"Bah──!!"

Accompanied by a harsh scream, the golden gate turned into countless fragments in the intertwined sword shadows, and then a rushing figure broke through the surrounding flames, stepping into this place that would suddenly be destroyed at an unknown time. in the palace.

It was a young man who seemed to be in his early 20s. He was also dressed in white, and his style was very similar to that of the boy on the seat, but his figure was more upright, so the same clothes could have a completely different taste .

The young man was expressionless, holding an ancient bronze sword that exuded a cold and cold light, and the moment he broke into the palace, his eyes that were far sharper and colder than a sword were locked on the young man's body.

The boy who was leaning on his seat, reading a book and drinking tea, also slowly raised his head. When his eyes met, his face was filled with a warm smile like a spring breeze.

"Yo, brother."

The young man raised his hand and said hello gently, but the smiling face that was indistinguishable from his memory made the young man frown fiercely.

He slowly raised the ancient bronze sword in his hand and pointed it towards him. He said coldly, "You did all this? Xia Yin!"

"...The question is too direct, Senior Brother, you won't be able to find a wife in the future."

The young man shook his head like a sigh, and then he didn't answer his question. Instead, he changed the subject as if nothing had happened, and said, "By the way, why did you come back? According to the information I got, you should Just leave Taishang Mountain and go to the tomb of the robber."

"Stop talking nonsense!"

The young man's brows got deeper and deeper. Seeing that the young man named Xia Yin wanted to change the subject, he finally couldn't help raising his hand and swinging a sword.

Then, with a squeak, colorless, invisible, but extremely sharp, he cut off a corner of the hall, and also tore a small opening on Xia Yin's shoulders!

No doubt this is a warning.

The teenager tilted his head and glanced at the damage on his shoulder, and at the same time his brother's colder voice sounded: "Answer my question, otherwise the next sword will not pass by."

However, facing the threat, Xia Yin blinked and still did not answer immediately.

He was silent for a while before finally raising his head, the warm expression on his face finally disappeared, leaving only pure indifference.

Throwing away the half-read books in his hand, Xia Yin slowly got up, shook his head and said, "Senior Brother Xuanyuan, why do you need to ask? Besides me, is there anyone else here?"

"...It's really you."

Xuan Yuan's expression finally became extremely ugly. He barely suppressed the chaotic emotions in his heart. He held the hilt too hard and even turned white. He suppressed his anger and said, "Why?"

Xia Yin picked up the tea next to him and drank it with his head up, then tossed it gently, letting the priceless jade cup smash into pieces on the Coiling Dragon Pillar next to it.

He looked directly at the senior brother in front of him, and slowly revealed a sneer.

"That's a long story."

Chapter 2 Chapter 02 Over Your Head

"Then make a long story short."

Xuan Yuan clenched the long sword in his hand, and his eyes were burning with anger. From his posture, it was obvious that he might use his sword at any time to cut off his junior brother's dog's head.

Of course, it's not surprising that there is such a behavior. After all, Xia Yin's senior brother was brought back to Taishang Mountain at the age of six, and spent almost half of the next 20 years on this Taishang Mountain.

There is no doubt that this is his home, with his favorite environment, serious but caring elders, and naughty but also very cute junior brothers and sisters.

He is familiar with the grass and trees here, and likes the mountains and rivers here.

He originally thought that everything here would last for a long, long time, and nothing would change until he got old, but just today, at this moment—the tranquility of the past disappeared with the fall of the palace. .

Moreover, the mastermind behind all of this even pointed at the little junior brother who he took care of the most on weekdays!

So how could Xuan Yuan not be surprised?How can you not be angry?Although more still confused.

He looked at the cold-faced little junior brother, as if he was getting to know him again.

Speaking of Xia Yin, Xuan Yuan actually only knew some superficial things.

He was a child brought back by the master suddenly one day five years ago, just like when Xuan Yuan was picked up, he was suddenly brought back to the sect and accepted as a disciple.

Probably because of similar experiences, Xuan Yuan used to be very curious about him, but the more he got in touch, the more he could discover the huge difference between Xia Yin and other children.

He looks out of place with everything around him!

He never touches anyone, doesn't even talk to anyone, he doesn't accept the kindness of others, and likewise ignores the malice of others.

His eyes were full of indifference from beginning to end, but it was not the coldness of being alert to everything, but more like there was an invisible wall between him and everyone, and he only lived in himself in the world.

Xia Yin is the most gregarious child Xuanyuan has ever seen, but as a senior brother, he always thinks that he has to take good care of these new juniors, so that they can better integrate into this big family.

What's more, he and Xia Yin were taught by the same master, and even had similar experiences.

Therefore, Xuan Yuan maintained his previous practice, trying to use his own methods to help Xia Yin, the eccentric little junior brother, and then... frequently hit a wall!

And every time, it is the kind of head-breaking blood, but it has no effect.

In the following years, Xuanyuan almost wanted to give up. He also asked the master, but every time he couldn't get the answer he wanted. Even he could obviously feel that the master was taboo about related topics.

Why?Not sure.

Xuan Yuan had no choice but to be as determined as he was, and he couldn't help but feel a deep sense of discouragement.

Then, at a certain time when he was hesitating whether he should really give up, he suddenly found that the younger brother had gradually changed!

I don't know when he suddenly started to laugh, his smile was as warm as a spring breeze, and he also became humorous. He could always think of many wonderful ideas and wonderful ideas.

He has made a lot of friends, and he fights with them on weekdays and exchanges his cultivation experience together.

Because of his extraordinary talent and intelligence, almost everyone likes him very much, and most of the younger brothers and sisters surround him every day.

To this day, Xuan originally thought that his little junior brother had been completely changed, but it was only now that he suddenly realized...

Xia Yin has never changed!

Because his eyes at this time are similar to when they first met?The same indifference, the same... It's like watching the world here through a thick glass.

Why?Is everything in the past a false pretense?

Xuan Yuan was calm on the surface, but he was confused and painful inside.

He has countless doubts, but he doesn't know how to ask or how to say.

He could only clench the sword in his hand tightly, using as indifferent expression and voice as possible to suppress the unease and confusion in his heart, as well as the faintly pervading fear.

And he had a feeling that, just today, at this very moment, all the mysteries of five years might be answered.

For example, where did the younger brother come from?Why hasn't he grown in five years?Why did he set fire to the Floating Cloud Palace?How did he do it?

In addition, there are Shizun and the others, wait... Shizun!

There were thousands of thoughts in his heart, but it was only a short moment in the outside world. Xuan Yuan's eyes suddenly became sharp, and he looked at Xia Yin and said, "By the way, what about Shizun? And the elders! What have you done to them!"

Although I don't think that my younger junior brother can really treat the master and the elders, after all, in Xuan Yuan's view, the two sides are not of the same order of magnitude.