The Villain is Outrageously Beautiful

Hearing Xu Xingzhi's voice, Wen Xuechen didn't look back, as if he wanted to sit himself like a sculpture.

Xu Xingzhi knew that he couldn't tell a madman that he was crazy.

In the past ten days or so, Zhou Beinan and the others must have told him everything that should be said. He can still sit here peacefully, without any regrets or pain. Xu Xingzhi also knows that he doesn't need to spend too much time on this talk. .

He picked a clean place to sit down, and untied the dagger he had just retrieved from Meng Chongguang from his waist.

This is also the tool that Wen Xuechen, who pretended to be "Knowledge of the World", threw to him to lure him to assassinate Meng Chongguang.

Wen Xuechen didn't say a word. Although he didn't even glance at it out of the corner of his eye, he could feel that the spiritual power attached to the dagger had decreased slightly. It must have been unsheathed many times, but it was obviously not used for what it should be used once.

Xu Xingzhi greeted him: "I woke up and came to see you."

Wen Xuechen didn't speak.

Xu Xingzhi said again: "Seeing that you are in good spirits, let me talk to you a few more words, it's okay."

Wen Xuechen still didn't speak, he seemed to be the only one in the small room, and Xu Xingzhi's long-winded words were "no problem", because judging from his cold posture, he didn't regard Xu Xingzhi as a human being at all.

This kind of silence is the easiest to provoke people to anger.Xu Xingzhi was very surprised, after so many days, Wen Xuechen still looked upright, without any redness, swelling or whiteness on Qingsu's face.

But after thinking about it, Zhou Beinan, who has the most violent temper and is most likely to beat him up, is now a wandering soul who can't touch or touch anything, which makes sense.

Xu Xingzhi took the dagger out of its sheath, and took advantage of the tip of the dagger to write and draw on the gravel.

Wen Xuechen was silent, but Xu Xingzhi would not feel wronged and followed him with his tongue: "...Her name is Zhou Xian."

Wen Xuechen didn't speak, but Xu Xingzhi heard the yin and yang ring on his wrist rattling for a while.

He knew that this was not what Wen Xuechen thought he would talk about, but he just wanted to talk about it now.

"...She is Zhou Beinan's younger sister, three years younger than you and one year younger than me. You met her before you entered Qingliang Valley."

"That day she came to Qinglianggu with her piano to visit, and wanted to ask Lingsujun, the younger brother of Mr. Fuyao in Qinglianggu, to learn how to play the piano. It happened that you were ill outside the valley, and you were out of medicine. , the two attendants who followed you were so anxious that they wanted to bang their heads against the wall. You were originally from Qingliang Valley, but she didn't know it. I have the Baihui Pill, the secret medicine of Qingliang Valley, so I took it and fed it to you myself."

Xu Xingzhi used the ground as paper, and wrote for a while, then looked up and looked out of the small room, revealing a look of disappointment.

He smoothed the piece of gravel where he had written with his feet, and continued: "When you wake up, she will stay by your side, wiping your sweat with a veil. Looking at her, you feel warm and peaceful in your heart." You asked her name, she casually said her name was Baoqin in order not to make you worry about it. As a result, within half a year, you met her again at the Tianbang Competition, and only then did you know her real name."

He wrote here, looked up at Wen Xuechen, and said cheekily: "...you have never told anyone about this. It was one time when I went to play in Qingliang Valley, Xiao Xian'er told you old things, and I just listened to it casually ear."

Wen Xuechen finally moved and took a look at Xu Xing.

Xu Xingzhi clarified honestly: "What do you think I am doing? The two of you stand there talking about love, sticking so close, no one wants to see if the two of you will kiss, right?"

Wen Xuechen frowned slightly.

He turned his head to look at Xu Xingzhi, naturally not because of that Zhou Xian.

In his opinion, Xu Xingzhi's lies were so plausible that they seemed to be talking nonsense.

Since he was imprisoned, he felt that everyone was talking nonsense hysterically, so he speculated that they must have been in the wilderness for too long and went crazy.

When had he ever been married?When did you have a daughter?

Has the Qingliang Valley ever been destroyed?

How could he be dead?

He was obviously still able to breathe, and his heart ached from time to time, and his meridians were running as usual.He is not afraid of pain, nor is he afraid of death, but Jiuzhideng cares about his body and gives him some pills every month, which gradually develops his body like this.

He didn't see any harm in that.

Wen Xuechen thought that Xu Xingzhi's late entry into the wilderness would not be like these lunatics, but when he came here, he didn't ask him why he was thrown into the wilderness, or why Jiuzhideng sent him here. Talk about an irrelevant woman.

...or a woman who disturbed him inexplicably.

After a long silence, Wen Xuechen finally opened his mouth and stopped him from continuing: "What are you writing?"

Xu Xingzhi didn't answer, just stood up, came to his side, walked around him, then relaxed his muscles and bones, and sat down on the side of his wheelchair.

Wen Xuechen, who hadn't gotten so close to anyone in 13 years, froze, and instinctively stretched out his hand to push the person away, but halfway through, his heart suddenly tightened, and he couldn't stretch out his hand anymore.

But when he lost his mind, the emerald bell hidden in his sleeve made a jingling sound.

Just after this sound, within a moment, Zhou Wang pushed open the door of the small room with his palm.

Seeing that Xu Xingzhi was also inside, Zhou Wang, who had been taught by Qu Chi, bowed his hands and saluted, and then walked into the small room with the same momentum as Zhou Beinan, and went straight to Wen Xuechen, spreading out his hands: "I knew it was You hid it! Give it back to me quickly."

Wen Xuechen looked at the girl, pursed her thin lips, and asked, "What?"

At first Zhou Wang avoided looking at his face, but later he felt that he was too evasive and too weak, so he glanced at him fiercely, his black and white eyes were like two small pools, completely obliterating Wen Xuechen's handsome and clear face. Dipping in with reservations: "... the bell, give it back to me."

Wen Xuechen frowned.

Zhou Wang didn't want to spend any more time with him, so he opened his cuffs and snatched the bell back.

Wen Xuechen, whose spiritual veins had been sealed off all over his body, was no longer Zhou Wang's opponent, and was easily taken away from the bell that he had carefully hidden for many days without being discovered.

Zhou Wang was very angry about this matter, holding the bell in his hand, he let the jade pill knock on the jade bi, jingling: "This is the only thing my mother left me, who allowed you to take it privately? "

Xu Xingzhi found that as soon as the ringing of the bell became more intense, it greatly stimulated Wen Xuechen.His face quickly turned gray, and he leaned on the armrest of the wheelchair with one elbow, and firmly pressed his palm against his temple, as if he wanted to put his hand into his head to clear up the tangled mess of thoughts bit by bit.

Zhou Wang saw that his face was pale, his heart was slightly pitiful, and he thought about the relationship between the person in front of him and himself, so he didn't want to stay here any longer, turned around and prepared to leave.

Unexpectedly, when she couldn't take a step, Wen Xuechen grabbed her sleeve.

Zhou Wang was startled: "What are you doing?"

Wen Xuechen's voice was a bit weird, as if the next words were spoken by another person residing in his body: "...give it to me."

Zhou Wang clenched the bell tightly, his jade-like face tensed.

Zhou Wang didn't understand Wen Xuechen, but Xu Xingzhi knew that with Wen Xuechen's temperament, his appearance was almost begging.

Wen Xuechen had never wanted something so much, he wanted to repeat it again: "Give it to me."

His "I" was trembling.

Zhou Wang had never seen Wen Xuechen since he was a child, Qu Chi hugged her, Tao Xian doted on her deeply, Zhou Beinan taught her how to learn swordsmanship, Lu Yujiu taught her formation techniques, Yuan Ruzhou slept with her, and the man named Wen Xuechen in front of him , The first thing to do after appearing is to kill these people.

Zhou Wang couldn't feel the love of blood that he hadn't experienced in 13 years. What's more, the blood that flowed from Lu Yujiu's body more than ten days ago was still imprinted in her eyes.

She did not want, would not, to show kindness to the man who was said to be her father.

Zhou Wang broke free from his hand and ran out of the small room.

The crisp and bright ringtones spread all the way to the room where she lived.

Xu Xingzhi, who had been silent since just now, looked at Wen Xuechen. Wen Xuechen seemed to be in a daze, holding his right hand in a vague way, as if there was a bell hidden there.

He turned over and stood up, and said: "Don't think about it. Xuechen, you always think too much, but you are exhausted by doing calculations. If you are not careful, you will lose the whole game."

Only then did Wen Xuechen's eyes gather a trace of false vitality, his brows were slightly frowned, and he was habitually thinking in silence, what was Xu Xingzhi thinking about.

However, Xu Xingzhi didn't beat around the bush this time.

He asked: "Xuechen, have you ever thought about what a World Book is?"

Wen Xuechen's scalp suddenly went numb, unable to maintain his superficial calm any longer, his eyes fixed on Xu Xingzhi.

Xu Xingzhi, who had guessed a thing or two about the truth, finally showed a wry smile when he saw his expression.

In the past, he was inexplicably promoted by his master Qing Jingjun as the head disciple of Fengling, causing rumors from all sides.During the acceptance ceremony, Master presented him with a handbell, saying that he hoped that he would become a better person.

However, after the relationship with the master became more and more serious, the master repeatedly proposed to take off the hand bell for him, Xu Xingzhi didn't take it seriously, and joked about it.

Afterwards, it was the ratio of the heaven list that he would never forget in his life.

He was framed as a ghost cultivator, but under the premise that the suspicion could be cleared after a simple investigation, the Lord of Guangfu wanted to put him to death.Afterwards, Saluo manipulated Mr. Qingjing, urged the spiritual power buried in the hand bell, and shattered the bones of his right hand.

——Saluo, Uncle Shi, and even Master seemed to be afraid of something about themselves.

Later, Xu Xingzhi fell into the hands of Jiuzhideng, his memory was cleared, he was at ease, and spent 13 years of good times in lies.

Although I don't know why Meng Chongguang knew the specific location of the fragments, but at that time, I was imprisoned in the Taoyuan by Jiuzhideng and lived in a daze, it should be even more impossible to know where the fragments are.

Yet he wrote it.

...Because my father wanted to read it, he hurriedly drew up a few place names according to his feeling, and continued after the half-finished manuscript.

On the day it was written, his desk caught fire and the manuscript was completely burned.

A few days later, he was inexplicably thrown into the wild by the so-called "world consciousness", and met Meng Chongguang and others.

——Nine Branch Lamps, including Wen Xuechen who threw him into the wilderness, seemed to be afraid of something too.

Xu Xingzhi 13 years ago couldn't figure out what Guangfu Lord and the others were afraid of. He only thought that he was a stumbling block that must be removed in the process of the evil way counterattacking the righteous way.

Xu Xingzhi, who lost all his memory 13 years later, also couldn't figure out why he fell into the wilderness. He only thought that he had borrowed someone else's skin, which was just a sharp blade to assassinate Meng Chongguang.

However, if you combine the memories of 13 years ago and 13 years later, many things will become clear.

——The origin of everything is that Xu Xingzhi himself wrote a storybook to let the villain escape from the wilderness.

The place he mentioned in this storybook where he can obtain the key information of the wild key is completely imagined by him in the dark.

However, the so-called "in the dark", I am afraid it has long been destined by heaven.

Xu Xingzhi continued to ask Wen Xuechen, "I have the World Book in my body, right?"

Wen Xuechen remained silent, but his palms were slightly sweating.

The biggest secret was finally revealed.

He closed his eyes tremblingly, thinking, it's over, everything is over.

But he heard Xu Xingzhi slowly say in a slightly sarcastic tone: "Xuechen, World Book...in fact, it doesn't have as much divine power as you, master, and uncle think."