The Villain is Outrageously Beautiful

Xu Xingzhi stared at those few Fengling Mountain disciples, and felt as if he had passed away. The faces in front of him seemed extremely strange, but they were extremely familiar.

For a moment, he even had the illusion of cold water pouring down his spine.

These faces gradually flashed in front of his eyes: he had taught this person to hold a sword, he had wrestled with that person in the water, and he had taught the disciple over there who bullied the younger generation because of his youth and frivolity...

Xu Xingzhi has always boasted of his photographic memory, especially good at memorizing people's faces and names. The names reported by these people are like a rusty copper key, which suddenly opens a door that has been dusty for many years, and countless names come rushing in. Layers of echoes formed in Xu Xingzhi's ears.

——In the evening class, he held the Fengling roster and rolled the names, from No.1 to No. [-], and it would take an hour to count.Xu Xingzhi always likes to be lazy, just randomly click on the names of hundreds of people, and it will be considered a success.

——In the middle of the night, he would sometimes guard the gate of the mountain to arrest the late returning disciples under the orders of the Lord of Guangfu.If the Lord of Guangfu is not here, it’s fine for everyone to line up to get a chestnut; if the Lord of Guangfu also squats with him, these unlucky people will inevitably run around the foot of Fengling Mountain for a dozen laps, from wearing stars and wearing moons to morning dew generals. Xi.

Xu Xingzhi always followed them, and if anyone lost his strength, Xu Xingzhi would carry them aside and let them drink wine and rinse their mouths.

Almost every Fengling person has drank the wine in his jug.

And these disciples standing in front of him looked at him with eyes as clear and warm as in memory, full of admiration, and there was light in their eyes.

But such a gaze made Xu Xingzhi hot all over, as if something was about to struggle and jump out of his mind, but it was locked firmly by a gate, which caused him a splitting headache.

Well-timed, an arm tightened around his waist from behind, preventing him from falling backwards.

Meng Zhongfeng was next to his ear, and softly comforted him: "Brother, don't get excited, it's fine."

All the disciples who didn't recognize who was following Xu Xingzhi's side changed their expressions slightly.

How could Meng Chongguang care about the eyes of these people.In his mind, Xu Xing was the only one from beginning to end.

Zhou Beinan, Qu Chi and the others came down one after another, and disciples from various families immediately flocked to them. There was a disciple from Danyang Peak, who was taller than Qu Chi, an old man who was five years old and three thick, hugged Qu Chi and cried. , Qu Chi was so frightened that his eyes turned red, and he had to work hard to organize words to comfort him.

Xu Xingzhi held his forehead, perhaps because he was soaked in water when he came down just now, he only felt a throbbing pain in his head, as if a wire saw was slowly cutting in his brain along the rope.

Those Fengling disciples all saw something was wrong: "Brother, are you feeling unwell?"

"Brother, there is a soft couch in the hall, if you don't mind, please enter the hall."

Several people led Xu Xingzhi to the palace, and one of them wanted to come up to help him, but because of Meng Chongguang's terrifying gaze, he had to withdraw his hand.

Xu Xingzhi's temples hurt even when he spoke, so he could only say to Meng Chongguang in a soft tone: "Tell them not to worry."

Meng Chongguang ignored him: "Brother, let me not worry first."

He hugged Xu Xingzhi horizontally, and Xu Xingzhi's "right hand" slid out from the sleeve of his robe, showing it in front of several disciples.They all stopped in their tracks, stunned.

Just when they were in a daze, Meng Chongguang carried Xu Xingzhi into the palace by himself, turned right and walked obliquely, kicked open the door with his feet, and walked in.

Several Fengling disciples looked at each other in blank dismay.Someone asked, "How does he know that this is our dormitory?"

But no one could answer his question.

On the other side, Lu Yujiu asked one by one: "Excuse me, is there anyone from Qingliang Valley?"

"Are there any disciples in Qingliang Valley?"

"Is there anyone from Qingliang Valley..."

All the heads he asked were shaking from side to side.

After questioning all fourteen disciples, he found that there was indeed no familiar face. Lu Yu Jiuyin looked disappointed, and walked a few steps with his head down, only to find that Yuan Ruzhou was the same as him, staying away from the crowd and remaining silent.

Lu Yujiu was a little puzzled: It's not that there are no Fengling disciples here, so why should she be alone.

Thinking like this, he took two steps towards where she was, and was stopped by a disciple of Ying Tianchuan, who pouted in the direction of Yuan Ruzhou: "Hey, what is that skeleton for? It's the ghost under your hands." slave?"

Before Zhou Beinan came down, he had told them about the old days, but he only talked about the fact that Xu Xingzhi and Qu Chi were still alive, as well as the identities of Lu Yujiu and Zhou Wang, especially emphasizing that they were not allowed to laugh at Lu Yujiu, and they were not allowed to touch his mask As for others, he didn't say anything, so this disciple didn't even know who the woman wearing a withered flower hairpin was.

Hearing someone talking about him, Yuan Ruzhou turned his back.

But her body has already been seen at a glance, and Lu Yujiu can clearly see the trembling of every thin spine.

Lu Yujiu pursed her lips for a moment, then Fang said: "She is not. She is our doctor. I don't know how many times we have saved our lives in these years, we should all thank her."

"is it?"

"Of course it is." Lu Yujiu said, "She is our hero."

"what is it call?"

Lu Yujiu hardly paused: "Fengling."

"...Huh? The 'Fengling' of Fengling Mountain?"

Lu Yujiu noticed that Yuan Ruzhou's back stopped shaking, so she showed a warm smile with dimples: "Yes. She deserves this name."

Inside the hall, Xu Xingzhi's forehead was covered with a wrung cold towel handle.He still had a splitting headache, and he lay on the couch with a pale face, letting Meng Chongguang gently rub his temples.

The hustle and bustle outside the hall has never dissipated. Meng Chongguang got up and wanted to close the door, but Xu Xingzhi waved his hand to stop him: "Don't close it, let me listen."

Meng Chongguang curled his lips: "What's so nice."

Xu Xingzhi narrowed his eyes and looked at him wearily: "You knew they were here?"

Meng Chongguang didn't answer, but mixed a cup of warm water and brought it to Xu Xingzhi's mouth.

Xu Xingzhi didn't pick it up: "Speak."

Meng Chongguang then replied: "...I know."

"How did you know?"

"I have my own way."

"Why are they here?"

"In order to avoid the turmoil of the wild, they opened up a cave at the bottom of the pool. With the help of spells, the water and mud are pushed back, and they form a world of their own, without contending with the world."

"How many disciples of the four sects are still scattered in the wilderness?"

"I don't know that. But maybe there are more than a few of them."

Xu Xingzhi opened his mouth, but failed to ask the next question.

...why are they here?

What happened to the so-called theft of artifacts back then?Why among the four sects, from the first disciple to the disciples of the outer sect, were all implicated and imprisoned?

Which of these disciples looks like a criminal?

Why are the artifacts fake, why did they steal the artifacts, how did Wen Xuechen die, and why Jiuzhideng, the head of the Demonic Dao, was able to transform himself into the leader of the four sects including Fengling...

However, he couldn't ask any of these questions.

The real "Xu Xingzhi" should know about everything, but he pretended to know everything before, but now he asks, but he can't open his mouth.

During the silence between the two, Zhou Beinan rushed into the hall excitedly, and when he saw Xu Xingzhi lying on the bed, he restrained his joy a bit: "You don't, that's the virtue of the next water, it's made of tofu."

Xu Xingzhi looked at him: "Headache."

Zhou Beinan's expression changed: "It's really uncomfortable."

Xu Xingzhi didn't even want to say more: "What do you think?"

Zhou Beinan became a little anxious, and said to Meng Chongguang, "His face is so pale, don't let him rub it."

Meng Chongguang didn't even look at Zhou Beinan, he just massaged the acupoints on the top of Xu Xingzhi's skull carefully.

After getting a little more comfortable, Xu Xingzhi opened his eyes, only to find that Zhou Beinan was still leaning against the bed rail and looking down at him: "...Why don't you go? Those disciples can't ask Qu Chi to greet him."

Zhou Beinan spat at him: "Why, you think I would like to see your face. It's so fucking annoying to see too much. I have something to show you."

He loosened his clenched palm slightly, raised his thumb, and a thin light ray flew up, and he grabbed it in his hand again.

Zhou Beinan couldn't hide his complacency: "Guess what this is?"

Xu Xingzhi laughed: "Do you think I'm as stupid as you?"

These disciples have lived in this barren great swamp for more than ten years, and they will go to other places for a while if they have nothing to do. One is to seek food, and the other is to investigate whether there are any threatening wild monsters entering this alien land. Therefore, it is not unimaginable to get the fragments of the wild key.

What's more, Meng Chongguang brought them straight here, just looking at that determined look, Xu Xingzhi was determined about the whereabouts of the third key fragment.

Zhou Beinan was in a great mood. He sat down on the end of the bed, put one foot up, and played with the third key fragment. It looked so cute: "I see that you are not feeling well, so I don't know as much as you."

Xu Xingzhi asked: "How are the disciples going to arrange it?"

"The few in Fengling Mountain didn't say anything, so they opened their mouths to ask Senior Brother Xu when he would take us away; we, Ying Tianchuan, naturally wanted to follow me." Zhou Beinan said, "Quchi...although it looks like that now But the disciples of Danyang Peak are still devoted to him."

Xu Xingzhi asked: "I heard from Tao Xian that the disciples of Danyang Peak were not involved in this matter? Those few..."

"Hey, those kids are really serious." Zhou Beinan said, "They wanted to save Qu Chi, so they fought with the Nine Branches Deng to steal the wild key, but when Nine Branches noticed it, they threw it in. .”

Xu Xingzhi let out a breath: "When are we leaving?"

Before Zhou Beinan could speak, Meng Chongguang said, "Leave tomorrow."

Zhou Beinan was taken aback for a moment: "So fast?"

Xu Xingzhi closed his eyes, followed Meng Chongguang's words and continued: "It's not too late. We already have three key fragments in our hands, so it's justified to take all the key fragments from the headless sea together." .”

These words fit Zhou Beinan's impatient temper, he nodded repeatedly: "That's right, that's right. I'll go out and tell them, we'll be leaving tomorrow!"

As soon as Zhou Beinan left, Xu Xingzhi felt a warm forehead gently sticking to the bridge of his nose, and kissed him affectionately: "Thank you, brother, for speaking for me."

Xu Xingzhi opened his eyes, and his eyelashes, which were as thick as cicada wings, brushed against him: "One day, you have to tell me everything you know."

"En." Meng Chongguang slowly moved his forehead down, and finally found Xu Xingzhi's lips accurately, and kissed them slowly, but it was not as deep as before, and he only tasted the tenderness of the lips.

"Taking them to the Sea of ​​No Heads together is too much noise. Umm—" Xu Xingzhi couldn't breathe from being kissed, and twisted his body impatiently, "Why, it's better to take them back to the tower first, Get Tao Xian and the disciples settled down, and we can go to the headless sea, and we can save some time, so that Tao Xian won't be injured... huh~"

Once the body is opened, a simple kiss will inevitably arouse his affection.

Xu Xingzhi started to go, biting his lips and teeth on the newly replaced thin woven blanket: "Don't kiss."

Meng Chongguang had already rubbed against Xu Xingzhi's front, comforting him with one hand down, and gently teasing the tear mole under Xu Xingzhi's eyes with the other hand, and said empathetically, "Brother, let me slow down for you."

Xu Xingzhi paused for a moment: "Hold on...you little bastard, what's the matter with you blocking me?"

Meng Chongguang looked innocent and ignorant, but his fingertips slid and teased the port, causing Xu Xing's long legs to turn and kick unbearably on the cork bed, annoyed and funny: "No Said to leave tomorrow..."

"Senior brother has been feeling unwell recently, so it's reasonable for me to carry him on the road tomorrow." Meng Chongguang sucked Xu Xingzhi's lips tightly like a puppy, "Besides, senior brother has a fever, so I'll help senior brother sweat now, okay? "

Xu Xingzhi scolded with a smile: "Little rascal. When I go out, I will report to the police and arrest you."

Meng Chongguang has already begun to undress the two of them: "Brother, when did you not catch Chongguang to death? Or..." He knelt down and bent down, "Brother, use it to detain Chongguang for a lifetime, okay?"

Xu Xingzhi was so angry: "You think beautifully."

Meng Chongguang followed Xu Xingzhi's mermaid line, and used his mouth and lips to peel off Xu Xingzhi little by little, and let Xu Xingzhi scratch red marks on his back with his round and thin nails.

While peeling off his clothes, he said vaguely: "Senior brother, I have to promise me one thing. When you leave this place, you will stay with me every step of the way....not even a single step away."

How could Xu Xingzhi care about this, he responded indiscriminately, and when he glanced away from the corner of his eye, goose bumps popped out immediately.

The temple door is not closed yet!

Xu Xingzhi said in surprise: "...the door, the door."

Meng Chongguang tilted his head slightly, knowingly asked: "Why close the door?"

Xu Xingzhi saw three Danyang Peak disciples coming from a distance, and they wanted to come in to visit him, and seeing Meng Chongguang's unhurried appearance, he didn't know that he was teasing him, so he relaxed his shoulders, three The next five except two, take the initiative to take off the clothes, revealing the well-proportioned shoulders and the collarbone shaped like a half moon.

Now it was Meng Chongguang's turn to be stunned.

He turned his eyes sharply, raised his hand suddenly, swung the door of the palace closed, and covered it with several layers of spiritual light, blocking out all sounds.

Xu Xingzhi lazily asked knowingly, "Why close the door?"

Meng Chongguang gritted his teeth: "Brother, do you want to show everyone that you are naked?"

Xu Xingzhi felt that his headache was a little relieved, and the corners of his lips twitched: "What? Isn't it good?"

Meng Chongguang seemed to be irritated, and suddenly bullied Xu Xingzhi, put his elbow on his chest, punched him, and the fist landed on the side of Xu Xingzhi's face, with a bang, Xu Xingzhi heard the sound of the wooden sleeper cracking, and couldn't help but He tilted his head in shock.

Meng Chongguang stared at him, and said coldly: "It's mine, don't show it to them."

——The brother they respect, admire, and elusive, is mine.

Xu Xingzhi laughed.

This little bastard drank jealously every day, so he wasn't afraid to hold on.

But after thinking about it, he, Xu Xingzhi, is now at the point where he needs to rely on happiness to relieve his sorrow, so where is he going to reason.

...But fortunately, it is quite comfortable.

On the second day, Xu Xingzhi shamelessly lay on Meng Chongguang's back, and he carried it on the road.

Seeing Xu Xingzhi being carried on his back for two days and still refusing to let his feet touch the ground, Zhou Beinan couldn't help but said, "You're fucking disabled. Are your long legs just for display?"

Xu Xingzhi lazily said: "It's very comfortable, you will know it when you carry your little Lu on your back."

Zhou Beinan frowned, unable to figure out how the topic got around to Lu Yujiu: "...huh?"

"You feel so sorry for others." Xu Xingzhi encouraged him, "Xiao Lu is a ghost cultivator, who specializes in mental skills, but not physical skills. He walked with us all day long, how many blisters did he get on his feet?"

Hearing the last sentence, Zhou Beinan's complexion changed slightly: "Really?"

Xu Xingzhi said, "I'm a donkey, what are you doing?"

After hearing what he said, Zhou Beinan immediately turned around to look for Lu Yujiu.

Xu Xingzhi could tell that Lu Yujiu was really heartbroken by not being able to find the Qinglianggu disciple this time.

Among the few of them, Zhou Beinan and Zhou Wang were both from Ying Tianchuan, Tao Xian and Qu Chi were disciples of Danyang Peak, even Meng Chongguang was accompanied by Yuan Ruzhou, and he was the only disciple of Qinglianggu.

If it wasn't for Zhou Beinan's presence, he might really be out of order.

Xu Xingzhi encouraged Zhou Beinan to coax him, also wanting to make him happy.

The two said something head to head, Lu Yujiu was ashamed and annoyed, the back of his neck was red, he pushed Zhou Beinan several times, but Zhou Beinan couldn't help but pick him up by the waist, using the soft muscles of his shoulders to support his waist, ignoring Lu Yujiu's struggle , walking forward all the way, causing more than a dozen disciples to boo and laugh in good faith.

With these people, the originally sparse team became much more lively.

Xu Xingzhi also muttered with a smile: "This silly dog, why did it look like he robbed a civilian girl?"

Meng Chongguang grabbed the back of Xu Xingzhi's hand and kissed him lightly: "I won't treat senior brother like this."

Xu Xingzhi smiled and said: "You dare."

"Don't dare." Meng Chongguang rubbed the back of Xu Xingzhi's hand greedily on his cheek, "...not willing."

After walking out for three days, several people are discussing whether to take a short rest under the wind rock in front of them tonight, or to go further to see if there is a big cave for many people to rest. I don’t know who looked back, almost shocked He didn't hold the saber firmly on his waist: "Look! Senior Brother Xu, Senior Brother Qu, take a quick look!"

Looking at the place pointed by the disciple, Xu Xingzhi also opened his eyes wide.

With this group of people, and considering that Xu Xingzhi's body couldn't stand the bumps, they simply walked on foot, and the speed was slower. After walking down for three days, they walked a hundred miles away from the swamp Okawa .

And everyone watched helplessly as an origin giant whose figure could be seen hundreds of miles away appeared near the swamp, stepped into the middle of the swamp, and walked in slowly.

...and where it came in, was where they came from.

Zhou Beinan couldn't help taking a deep breath, stretched out his hand and patted Xu Xingzhi's shoulder twice: "Fortunately, you said that you want to leave immediately..."

Xu Xingzhi remained silent, turned his head and glanced at Meng Chongguang lightly.

Unexpectedly, there was no joy on Meng Chongguang's face. On the contrary, he was a little more nervous than when they went to the land of alienation.

This kind of guessing and feeling became more obvious after the group set off again.

Meng Chongguang refused to advance aggressively, and refused to speed up his progress. He asked for a rest after walking for three or four hours a day, and did not even allow Xu Xingzhi to leave his sight, even when he washed his hands and bathed.

This appearance made Xu Xingzhi come up with a slightly absurd idea:

...Meng Chongguang seemed to have read a book about how they took risks in the wilderness, and knew what would happen to them along the way.

However, he only read half of the book.

And now he didn't know what they would face after leaving the Outlander.

Regardless of Zhou Beinan's protest, the group of people walked more and more slowly. After nearly a month of hard work on the road, everyone finally saw the spire of the tower again.

Seeing that they could go home, everyone couldn't help speeding up their pace, even Meng Chongguang, who had been cautious all the way, relaxed a lot.

The closer he was to the tower, the happier Zhou Wang was.

During the few days of getting along, she has become acquainted with a few of Ying Tianchuan's disciples. At this time, she just held them back and talked about how wonderful her home is. Something was wrong, and he asked aloud, "Uncle, what's the matter?"

No one responded to her, Qu Chi, Zhou Beinan, Xu Xingzhi, including Lu Yujiu and Yuan Ruzhou, all stared straight ahead.

Zhou Wang's first reaction was to draw out the two sabers on his back to defend against the enemy, but when she opened her eyes to look over, she couldn't help being stunned.

——Sitting in front of the pagoda is a man with white hair like snow.

This person turned his back to them, with a crown of chalcedony on his white hair, a lightning-struck jujube wood yin and yang ring twirling around his fingertips, his white hair fluttering like cotton wool in the savage wind, lead-colored Under the dome, the man looked as if he had been washed by snow, from the inside to the outside, there was a heart-warming coldness.

Xu Xingzhi frowned slightly, for some reason, he saw that this person looked familiar.

And apparently he wasn't the only one who thought so.

Qu Chi's muttering broke the suffocating silence: "Xuechen? Is it Xuechen?"

Zhou Beinan looked at the chaotic back and felt that his eyes were blurred. He wiped it vigorously a few times, but he wiped away his hot tears.

Not knowing what was in his mind, he tried his best to argue: "It's not him, Xuechen's hair is not like this..."

The man seemed to hear voices coming from behind him, he pulled one wheel of the wheelchair and turned around.

Perhaps because he was too familiar, he only made the movement of reaching out to put his hand on the chair wheel, as if driving a car over the hearts of Xu Xingzhi, Qu Chi and Zhou Beinan.

……It's him.

It's really him.

Zhou Wang was a little confused: "That's..."

Before he finished speaking, Zhou Beinan wanted to grab Zhou Wang's arm, but failed to grab it after several times, and his voice trembled with anxiety: "Ah Wang, your father...that's your father."

The cold wind was like a chopping board, cutting Zhou Beinan's voice into fragments.

Zhou Wang couldn't understand the meaning of his words for a moment, but she had never seen such a sad and happy Zhou Beinan, as if she wished she could go straight to that person.

However, no one expected that Lu Yujiu would be the first to rush towards Wen Xuechen.

Lu Yujiu forgot that she had spiritual power, so she just trudged towards the person who was sitting there, fell to the ground, staggered up again, rolled in ashes, and melted into tears in the wind.

It seemed that it took him many years to get close to the person he looked up to and respected. Although he was covered in dust and embarrassed, his heart was full of happiness.

When he was still more than ten steps away from Wen Xuechen, he knelt down on the ground with a thump, bit his gums sorely, and bowed down in a sad voice: "Senior Brother Wen, Brother Wen...Senior Brother Wen..."

Wen Xuechen's hoarse and weak voice was delivered to Xu Xingzhi's ears through the strong wind. The voice was weak, but Xu Xingzhi heard some inexplicably familiar smells: "Lu Yujiu. Let me ask you, have you insulted the reputation of Qingliang Valley?"

Xu Xingzhi's heart beat suddenly, as if it was squeezed by a child's hand.

He couldn't explain why he felt this way.

With tears in his eyes, Lu Yu leaned over and bowed again when he heard the sound of the rolling wheelchair approaching: "The disciple has been in the wilderness for thirteen years. He has never done evil, killed no good people, and never insulted the reputation of Qingliang Valley!"

"is it?"

When these two words faintly passed into Xu Xingzhi's ears, his hands and feet were suddenly numb, and his blood rushed directly to his head.

... He remembered who the voice belonged to!

——The so-called "Three Realms Consciousness"!That feeble consumptive man!

He didn't care to think about why Wen Xuechen played the role of "Knowledge of the Three Realms", and shouted loudly: "Lu Yujiu!!! Let's go!! He—"

When Xu Xingzhi shouted, Wen Xuechen had already walked in front of Lu Yujiu, and slowly raised his chin, but his expression was so cold that it made people's heart tingle: "13 years ago, you were removed from the list of Qingliang Valley. Name. In Qingliang Valley, I don’t have a disciple like you.”

Before Lu Yujiu said anything, he felt a cramping pain in his stomach.

He lowered his head and saw that Wen Xuechen was holding a pointed blade with a cow's ear in his right hand, and he stabbed the point of the blade into his stomach between his ribs. At this time, only a rattan handle was left outside.

Wen Xuechen clenched the handle of the blade and turned it slowly. When the streams of blood splashed on the star sand on the ground, thousands of sparks were aroused, and circles of formation ripples spread instantly, and the range expanded to hundreds of miles in an instant. In addition, a group of more than twenty people were all surrounded.

Wen Xuechen's cold voice was like a knife, sharper than the blade that twisted his stomach into twists, and he stabbed directly at Lu Yujiu's ignorant and panicked heart: "Lu Yujiu, it's really insulting to ask you to be the opening sacrifice of my formation. broke my formation."

The author has something to say: The origins of the names of Wen Xuechen, Zhou Beinan and Lu Yujiu are broadcast today:

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