The villain does one good thing every day

Quan Wuyong leaned forward: "Why don't you speak? Master—brother—" and then laughed to himself, "You really like people calling you that? Do you have any obsession with your fellow disciples?"

Yu Yao looked at him calmly without saying a word.

Quan Wuyong spread his hands: "Okay, let me tell you. Where do I start..."

Yu Yao looked at him: "Why are you looking for me?"

Quan Wuyong turned his head and stared at him: "Quan Qingfeng's remnant soul is not so easy to suppress, I will rely on his remnant soul to lure some evil spirits, but I can't really bring him back to life, so I have to find a golden core stronger than him Lord of the town, although Quan Qingfeng is not a thing, but he is stronger than him, and the golden core of the resurrection is not too strong, only the seven gold old immortals of the tattered golden core, you."

Yu Yao frowned: "Do you know where I am?"

Quan Wuyong sat in a comfortable position on the table, and smiled a little smugly: "Of course, I have raised a lot of land explorers, plus the ones before Quan Qingfeng, I can probably find a place. Originally, I wasn't sure you It's Qijin Old Immortal, seeing that you meet the requirements I want, I thought you were just an abandoned immortal who was summoned at random, but I didn't expect to win the first lottery."

"You listened to my conversation with Quan Zhongtian?" Yu Yao speculated.

Quan Wuyong nodded and smiled: "No matter what happens to the Quan family, I can't escape my earth-detecting spirit."

Yu Yao shook his right hand: "Did you kill Quan Qingfeng?"

Quan Wuyong nodded: "Choose a good time, Chunfengyuan attacked, and the willows were stained with blood. It's really interesting. There are so many people who want to kill him. Fortunately, I acted quickly."

Yu Yao lowered his head, stopped talking, and moved his hand behind him.

"I advise you not to move," Quan Wuyong looked at him, "You can't beat me now, your right hand sealed the remnant soul of Quan Qingfeng, I have tamed this soul, it is impossible for you to have a chance to fight back. But It's just that I didn't expect his vitality to be so tenacious, and he wanted to take his body even if he had a remnant soul left."

Yu Yao still didn't look up.

Quan Wuyong raised his face to look at the roof, and sighed faintly: "To be honest, I have worked hard all this way, and I was exhausted from pretending to be a fool. I almost let Ling Xing find out. You could have found out, too. But you didn't."

"After killing Quan Qingfeng, I can finally start my plan. Ling Xing is locked underground, and all the evil seeds are in my hands. Xiaodao Xiaoxiu is nothing to fear, and Beihai has no fighting power. It's a pity that the Quan family's disgusting level It's beyond my imagination, in order to defend against Lai Sha, I chose to call back Quan Qingfeng, it's fucking crazy.

I had no choice but to choose an abandoned fairy golden pill who was not in Beihai to replace me. I cast a soul-subduing curse that day to summon you from the East Lake and blocked Quan Qingfeng's resurrection. The remnant souls that can become the master of the alchemy are locked on your arms. At first, it was just a spot, and it will take shape after a long time.

Originally, I didn’t know who you were, and I guessed that you had no friendship with Beihai, so it’s okay to be perfunctory and perfunctory, but I didn’t expect you to be a Qijin by mistake, and it’s my misfortune to take saving Beihai as my own responsibility. Or luck?Not only that, but he also released Rensha, which caught me off guard.

But relying on you alone, it is impossible to stop it, so I didn't intend to control you anymore, but I didn't expect you to be quite active, and you didn't hesitate to form a coalition and seek battle everywhere.If you say you have a way, I will tell Quan Zhongtian that I am willing to go together.

You asked about the method in East Lake, remember?The letter you wrote was sent by me. I read it, and you still saved it. You didn't say the last point. You must have concerns and doubted the Quan family.

But it doesn't matter, I know the level of the people in the Quan family very well, this formation is more difficult, fortunately I am by your side.When I was there, I left the curse, and after we left, I urged the curse, so as not to get burned.

I sent ghosts to attack Wuxi Land in East Lake and Qingyizhang in Nanling. These ghosts are the best batch in Quan Qingfeng's hands and mine.Originally, according to my idea, even if it can't be destroyed, at least it will hurt your vitality, and you will be thrown into chaos.The people who came to track me set up an even more ingenious layout.A long time ago, I followed Quan Qingfeng to the Western Regions to catch Sha. At that time, I refined the Ghost Sha Pond in the local forest. After I left, I never used it again.This time I went, I added a reminder spell, just to deal with the person who came to deliver the letter.The plan was very good... It's just a pity that the people from Donghu and Nanling were quite able to carry it, but they carried it until the time we left.

It's annoying, you guys. "

Quan Wuyong scratched his hair angrily: "To be honest, Ling Xing should have killed you long ago. I can't force you in front of him, or I will be discovered. I have to force it at a safe distance, such as pressing you on your right arm. Remnant soul, replace Quan Qingfeng's voice with you. I created many opportunities like this, but Rensha disappointed me too much. He didn't kill you until the end, and he stood on the cliff to fly a kite. Really nausea……"

Quan Wuyong suddenly smiled again: "But it doesn't matter, there is a final sacrifice."

He jumped off the table and approached Yu Yao.

"You are going to Xique Terrace now." Quan Wuyong smiled cruelly, and he slowly drew out his sword, "You are going there to sacrifice your life."

His sword hit Yu Yao's chest.

"But you can't go."

Yu Yao suddenly asked, "Why?"

Quan Wuyong waved his hand: "Okay, don't use this trick. You haven't talked to me all this time, don't you just want to delay time, wait until the hour, so you can beat me and run away? I told you, it's useless. "

Yu Yao took a step back, supported the table, touched the teacup on the table, and brushed it viciously on the ground while Quan Wuyong was not paying attention.

Quan Wuyong's expression changed, and he hurried to catch it, holding the sword between his hands and holding the teacup in both hands, catching it firmly so that it would not fall to the ground.He stared and shook his hands nervously: "How dare you drop the cup, what if someone is called?!"

Yu Yao looked at him calmly.

Quan Wuyong grinned as if changing his face, smashed the cup on the ground and shattered it into powder: "How is it? Do you pretend to be like it?"

Immediately, his face suddenly tensed, his smile disappeared, and he stepped on the chair viciously: "Damn, I just dropped a teapot, and you should know if you have some brains, there are no one of you outside."

Yu Yao shook her head lightly: "It's not that."

"what?"

Before he finished speaking, Yu Yao waved a dart with one hand, and a figure dodged to the door.

Quan Wuyong dodged the dart and touched his chin: "Oh, wait for me here."

Yu Yao hurriedly opened the door, but two corpses fell in along the door. At the same time, a pair of arms stretched out from behind him and closed the door with a bang.

Quan Wuyong said in a cold voice: "I've said it all, you can't escape."

Yu Yao stared at the two dead bodies with a sad expression.

Suddenly, an earth-shattering roar sounded outside the door, and Zhenshan regretted that it was like a roar in his ears thousands of miles away.

Quan Wuyong smiled: "It seems that the rebuke came out."

Yu Yao stabbed the person behind with his elbow, but was easily restrained, and his right arm did not listen to him at all, and he froze.

Quan Wuyong grabbed his wrist and threw him to the ground.

"It's time for Shen, you can't get out, what should you do?" Quan Wuyong drew out his sword with a smile, walked around him, the sword rattled and swiped on the ground.

Yu Yao finally shook her head: "What do you want?"

Quan Wuyong shrugged indifferently: "Kill you."

"I mean," Yu Yao looked at him, "Why must Beihai be destroyed?"

"Oh, this." Quan Wuyong squatted down, touched his chin, with an expression of serious thinking, "I just... think so, so I will do it."

He stretched out his hand to pinch Yu Yao's face: "It's all now, I'll call you senior brother again. We don't have any good fellows, and meeting is considered fate, so it's fake."

As he spoke, a sword pierced Yu Yao's heart.

Yu Yao vomited blood all over and was about to fall, but was caught by Quan Wuyong.

Quan Wuyong dragged him to the foot of the table, let him lean on the table leg, and pulled out another sword: "Don't worry, I will make up the knife. If you are still alive, it will be too troublesome."

His short sword was inserted into Yu Yao's abdomen, and he was going to cut open his abdomen to take the pill.

Before he could move, Yu Yao suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed his sword blade. With the last of his strength, he raised his eyes weakly: "Why... the return journey... don't... kill me?"

Quan Wuyong thought for a while: "Ah, what? When we returned to Beihai..."

The dagger stabbed into Yu Yao's abdomen, and cut Yu Yao's hands covered with blood, but because he lost control, he didn't take it away. The knife slashed across his palm, and stood up with blood sinking into his abdomen.

Quan Wuyong shrugged indifferently: "If you don't want to kill, don't kill him. You're going to die anyway. What's the difference between sooner and later? Why do you ask this?"

Yu Yao's mouth was moving slightly, as if she was muttering something, but she couldn't hear clearly.

Quan Wuyong rubbed the blood on Yu Yao's body, and put his ear close to his mouth: "What? What did you say? Louder."

Yu Yao actually really lifted his weak voice.

"Forget it... junior brother... let's go... take... hand..."

Quan Wuyong stood up, squatted down again, turned the knife inserted into Yu Yao's abdomen in a circle, cut his stomach open, Yu Yao gasped, he was still alive, it really hurt so much.

Quan Wuyong gritted his teeth: "I'm not your junior brother, don't take the fake as real!"

Yu Yao's abdomen was cut open, bloody intestines flowed all over the floor, he twitched intermittently, his eyes couldn't close, the pain was too great, he really wanted to die immediately.

Quan Wuyong rummaged through the meat sausage, and saw a rotten bead with a little silver, so he reached in and looked through it.

Yu Yao, who was on the verge of death, screamed in pain. His heart hadn't completely stopped yet. A long sword was stuck in it, and his abdomen was bleeding. He cried uncontrollably and shook pitifully.

Quan Wuyong stopped and glanced at Yu Yao.

Quan Wuyong slowly stretched out his hand, touched his face, wiped away his tears, slipped to his neck, and broke his neck.

Yu Yao stopped struggling.

Quan Wuyong looked down at his other hand, which was still stuck in the flesh, and the bead slipped deep.

He paused for a moment, thinking nothing, not moving.

Then he stood up, drew/drawn his sword, and walked out the door.

He was covered in blood, and on the way he ran into the Quan family who came to pick up Yu Yao.

Quan Wuyong smiled, thinking that Yu Yao was really well-prepared. He told him to be responsible, but he still prepared others.

But what's the use.

Quan Wuyong drew out his sword and pointed it at Quan's family.

For no reason, he suddenly remembered the question Yu Yao asked him.

Why didn't you kill Yu Yao when you returned to Beihai.

why?

That night, the water flowed quietly, the branches swayed quietly, insects, birds and flowers played and swayed carefully, nothing changed, it was as quiet as time stopped.

lifeless.

Quan Wuyong looked at the fire, his raised hand had already touched the flames, with one stroke, the fire would turn into a sharp blade and go straight to the sleeping man beside him.

He is ready.

Yu Yao turned over, didn't even open her eyes, and called him lazily: "Junior brother, jump into the fire."

Quan Wuyong paused for a moment, and suddenly thought that he could kill at any time, not just this moment, not just this night.So he sighed, stood up, extinguished the fire, and lay down next to his false colleague.

The fake fellow disciple gave him a blanket.

At this moment, Quan Wuyong clenched his sword tightly, and faced his fellow disciple again.

The fellow disciples nervously asked how the Patriarch was doing, why Quan Wuyong was covered in blood, what happened, and if he needed help.

It's useless to say, it's okay.

He drew his sword and killed all the fellow disciples in front of him.