The Villain is Outrageously Beautiful

The young Lu Yujiu stuttered and stammered the process of how he entered the Qingliang Valley.

An idle and nameless ghost cultivator fell in love with a mortal girl while traveling in the mortal world.He bid farewell to Song Crow Country and stayed with her.

The woman gave birth to Lu Yujiu, but fell ill during confinement, her body became weaker and weaker, and she passed away when Lu Yujiu was three years old.

There is only a one-sixth chance for a person to successfully transform into a ghost. The ghost cultivator experienced the pain of parting from death for the first time, and the grief was unbearable, so he left his child and died in love.

Lu Yujiu's mother also had a younger sister who pulled Lu Yujiu until she was eight years old. She was about to marry, and because she had a half-old child, no one cared about her.

After Xiaolu Yujiu started to understand human affairs, he heard a few gossips from others, knowing that he was a drag on his aunt, so he sensiblely picked up a small package, saying that he was going to seek immortality, and then bid farewell to his aunt and left home alone and go.

He came to Qingliang Valley before all his troubles were exhausted.

The senior brother who brought him in didn't examine it carefully before allowing this little ghost to enter Qingliang Valley.

And Lu Yujiu didn't even know that her blood was different, which was definitely beyond the tolerance of the righteous way.When he was 12 years old, the blood of the ghost clan awakened, but he already regarded Qinglianggu as his home, and he planned to leave many times, but he was reluctant to give up.

Lu Yujiu begged timidly: "...Senior Brother Xu, I don't want to do harm to the righteous way, I just want to find a place to live."

Xu Xingzhi stepped on the creek stone: "You are really brave. You dare to stay in Qingliang Valley after your blood is awakened? Don't you know the reputation of Wen Xuechen in Qingliang Valley?"

"I just heard..." The young Lu Yujiu lowered his head, "Brother Wen has always hated people who are not Dao..."

Xu Xingzhi: "It's not just a word of hatred. How old are you this year?"

Lu Yujiu replied obediently, "Fourteen."

Xu Xingzhi let out a sigh of relief: "The year you were born was at the time when the ghost clan Mingya Kingdom was rampant and arrogant, causing disasters everywhere. Xuechen saw his parents being slaughtered by the ghost clan when he was young. He was terrified and painful, induced heart disease, and even suffered from physical problems. Weak and not good at acting. He went to Qinglianggu to practice immortality for the purpose of revenge. With his physique, you should know how much hatred is supporting him to go go down."

Xu Xingzhi still remembers that on the day when Mingya Kingdom was destroyed, Wen Xuechen used magic to drive the five-element roulette, shuttled among the ghost cultivators, and brought a rain of blood everywhere he went.

Wen Xuechen was frail and preoccupied since he was a child, and his black hair was stained with frost prematurely.After the battle, he shook his wheelchair and walked from the sea of ​​corpses, and let the blood fall, dyeing his gray hair into a blood red.

A few tears were mixed with the blood running down his cheeks.

Xu Xingzhi, who was also covered in blood, stepped forward, pushed the wheelchair for him with one hand, and shook the folding fan with the other. An umbrella painted with small floral flowers was placed on top of Wen Xuechen's head, and also blocked his tears. They lost sight of the disciples around them.

No one can understand Wen Xuechen's hatred for people from the ghost clan better than Xu Xingzhi.

Lu Yujiu's face turned pale: "Senior brother Xu, I know what you mean..."

Xu Xingzhi raised his eyebrows: "What do you know?"

Lu Yujiu couldn't help trembling: "I will leave Qingliang Valley immediately..."

"Who told you to leave Qingliang Valley?" Xu Xingzhi felt quite funny, "I mean, you must be careful in the future, and don't use the ghost clan's spells at will. It will be miserable if Wen Baimao finds out."

Lu Yujiu: "..."

Wen, Wen Baimao...

Lord Fuyao, the owner of Qingliang Valley, loves the way of chess. He has a laid-back personality and doesn't care about everything. Everything in the valley is taken care of by Wen Xuechen.Qingliang Valley is different from the other three sects, the ranks are extremely clear and strict, and Wen Xuechen is an unsmiling person, who is like a god in the hearts of this group of outer disciples. The first time he heard someone call Wen Xuechen's nickname, Lu Yujiu was terribly frightened , It took a while to react before I understood Xu Xingzhi's words.

He clenched his lips: "Brother Xu means, can I still stay in Qinglianggu?"

"Why not?" Xu Xingzhi patted his head: "Think about it, as a ghost cultivator, you can keep the immortal way, how wonderful it is."

Lu Yujiu was both surprised and delighted: "Senior Brother Xu, won't you tell Brother Wen?"

"Information is the most boring thing in this world." Xu Xingzhi took a sip of water from the water bottle, wiped the mouth of the bottle with his sleeve, and then handed it to Lu Yujiu, "When I first entered Fengling Mountain, I also participated in the Eastern Emperor Sacrifice meeting. I fought with Mr. Zhou of Yingtianchuan because of the ownership of a few thorns. Mr. Zhou was spoiled at the time, but he was very domineering. I was not good at learning, and his right arm was injured by him Yes. Master later asked me why I was injured, and I said that I broke it myself, and it was none of his business."

Lu Yujiu held the water bottle and asked eagerly, "Why?"

Xu Xingzhi grinned: "If I had told the truth at the beginning, it would be fine if Master punished him. I was beaten for nothing? I will not suffer this."

Lu Yujiu: "...and then?"

Xu Xingzhi: "Two years later, the Eastern Emperor sacrificed, I found a deserted corner, and beat him up with my own hands."

Lu Yujiu: "..."

...the vengeful are terrible.

After telling his own story, Xu Xingzhi reached out and patted Lu Yujiu's head, and said, "Remember, don't tell others your identity, as long as the two of us know this secret."

Xu Xingzhi felt so at ease with him, Lu Yujiu felt a little at a loss.

He tentatively asked: "Brother Xu, you are not afraid that one day..."

Xu Xingzhi took back his water tube, turned his palm over, and turned the water tube into a bamboo fracture fan again: "What are you afraid of? One day you will have a different heart? One day you will betray Qinglianggu?"

Lu Yujiu pursed her lips and dared not speak.

Xu Xingzhi said relaxedly: "Let's talk about this kind of thing when the time comes. At least now you are loyal enough for the disciples of each family, why should I drive you out of the shelter that I finally found for the one in ten thousand possibility? ?”

Speaking of this, Xu Xingzhi moved closer, put away his foolish expression a little bit, and said: "However, Lu Yujiu, listen carefully, if you draw your sword against Qinglianggu in the future, I will definitely return it; I can only guarantee that my sword Won't be out of the scabbard before you. Understand?"

Lu Yujiu couldn't help but straightened her back, and nodded very seriously.

Xu Xingzhi stretched out his little finger: "An appointment?"

Lu Yujiu leaned down and kissed the tip of Xu Xingzhi's little finger.

Xu Xingyi was taken aback: "...this is..."

Lu Yujiu's cheeks flushed slightly: "This is the highest etiquette of Ming Ya Kingdom, and it means promise."

Xu Xingzhi couldn't help but tore off the badge worn on Lu Yujiu's neck.

Lu Yujiu was pulled forward and her eyes were watery, as if she didn't understand.

Every participating disciple who participated in the Donghuang Sacrifice Conference has one of this Luobai. There is a trace of spiritual power buried in the Luobai, which communicates with the pearl and jade chain on Xu Xingzhi's neck. It can monitor the driving situation of each disciple's spiritual power. In order to distinguish and judge whether they are in danger and need rescue.

Once the participating disciples are injured, for safety reasons, they cannot continue the competition.

Xu Xingzhi, the order officer, performed his duties, folded Luo Biao twice, stuffed them into Lu Yujiu's arms, and slapped his backhand twice: "Your qualification will be disqualified this year. Heal your injuries and come back in two years."

The Donghuang Sacrifice Conference is held in Luwangtai, and the participating disciples from all schools gather here once every two years.

The four gates respectively occupy the four halls in the southeast, northwest and north.It was getting late, and the disciples who went to collect the sacrificial objects had already returned to their respective palaces to rest, recharge their batteries, and wait for the next battle tomorrow.

The resting place for the disciples of Qingliang Valley is in the south hall. After returning the injured Lu Yujiu, Xu Xingzhi walked to the north hall for the disciples of Fengling Mountain to rest.

From a distance, Xu Xingzhi saw two figures sitting side by side projected in front of Luotang, the embroidery hall on the north side.

Xu Xingzhi had a feeling in his heart, and he walked forward, and it turned out to be Xiao Jiuzhideng and Xiao Chongguang.

The two sat not too close to each other, one was weaving a ring with picked stilt grass, and the other was writing something on a roll of bamboo slips with a pen in his hand by the dim light of the candlelight in the hall.

Xu Xingzhi approached and coughed.

Hearing the sound, the two raised their little heads together, looking very cute.

Chongguang's peach blossom eyes were shining brightly, as if he had gazed through thousands of years, and finally found the person he wanted to see.

In contrast, Nine Branch Lamps are much more indifferent.

He greeted: "Brother is back."

Xu Xingzhi asked: "Why don't you go back to sleep?"

Jiuzhideng put the bamboo slips and pens into the case she carried with her, and replied, "Wait for senior brother to come back."

Saying that, the child with a cold face wanted to use the saber on the ground to support his body and stand up.

But as soon as his feet touched the ground, he hummed and squatted down, his originally indifferent expression twisted slightly.

Xu Xingzhi frowned: "What's wrong?"

Jiuzhideng bit her lower lip: "It's okay."

Xu Xingzhi clicked his tongue, squatted down, and pinched Jiuzhideng's right ankle, which didn't even dare to touch the ground.

Jiuzhideng couldn't stand still, and fell into Xu Xingzhi's arms.

Blood rushed to his cheeks, and his pale and indifferent face was a little flustered at this moment.Jiuzhideng pretended to be nothing, and tried to struggle out of Xu Xingzhi's arms: "...It's okay, it's just numb, and it will be better after a while."

Xu Xingzhi smiled, straightened him up, turned around, and squatted on the spot: "Come up."

Jiuzhideng's face became even redder, and the fingers pinching the corner of his clothes loosened and tightened again: "...Brother, no need."

Xu Xingzhi turned his back to him and teased: "Why, do you think senior brother can't carry you?"

"No, it's not..." Nine Branch Lights Golden Rooster stood alone, stuttering rarely, "Brother, this...is not proper."

Xu Xingzhi: "What is decency? The master is not here, and the uncle is not here. I am the decency here. Come up."

Jiuzhideng made up his mind again and again, and finally shyly climbed onto Xu Xingzhi's back: "Thank you, brother."

Chong Guang looked at the nine lamps encircling Xu Xingzhi's neck eagerly, and was quite unconvinced.

He tugged at the corner of Xu Xingzhi's clothes.

Xu Xingzhi turned back: "What?"

Chong Guang bit his lip and said aggrievedly: "...Brother, my feet are also numb."

The final outcome is not hard to imagine, the two of them lay on Xu Xing's back at the same time, each occupying one side.

Both of them are thin, and it is not difficult to carry them together.

After making sure that both of them were firmly attached to him, Xu Xingzhi walked towards the inner hall.

But after walking for a while, there was commotion behind him.

At first, the two childish guys just pushed each other on their backs, and then they started to pinch each other, and then they didn't know who did it hard, and the two even stretched out their feet to kick each other's calves.

Xu Xingzhi had to stand still: "...what are you doing?"

Chongguang was not convinced: "Senior brother is mine. You go over there."

Jiuzhideng: "No, mine."

Xu Xingzhi didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and interrupted their quarrel: "...Two, two, brother, is it something good? It was snatched by you? If you quarrel again, let you go down by yourself."

So the world was finally quiet, Xu Xingzhi carried them on his back and walked towards a brilliant light.

The light gradually dimmed, and after seeing it condensed into a little light, it suddenly lit up again.

Xu Xingzhi's eyelids trembled and he opened his eyes.

He is still in the wild.

Maybe it takes more energy to dream in the wilderness, Xu Xingzhi's whole body is weak, and his arms are terribly weak.

After finally getting up half of his body, he realized that Zhou Wang was actually in his room. She was carrying a pair of huge knives, and she was standing against the wall with her arms folded, with a faint dissatisfaction on her face.

Xu Xingzhi held back his dizzy mind and asked aloud, "Why are you here?"

Zhou Wang pointed to the outside: "The people from Fengshan came to rescue their master. This time they beat you like crazy. Brother Meng told me to keep an eye on you so that no accidents will happen."

The author has something to say: Brother Xu today is still full of fatherly love