villain is a good guy

The weak "guide" didn't gather into black mist again until it floated back in front of Luo Yu.

Luo Yu rested her chin on one hand, and leaned lazily on the couch: "I hope what you bring back is good news."

Guide:"……"

The guide said unrequitedly: "Yan Rongyi is not dead."

"I know." Luo Yu's expression was very calm, "What else?"

"He reshaped the meridians."

- Crack!

The bed under Luo Yu suddenly had five fingerprints, and sawdust fell down one after another.

Luo Yu's facial features were distorted by anger: "How is that possible?!"

A waste that lost its cultivation and its dantian was broken, fell into the fire of the netherworld, and could actually reshape its meridians and restore its cultivation? !

"I don't believe it!" Luo Yu waved his palm towards the black mist, and the sharp sword energy directly dispersed the already dim mist.

But the voice of the guide still echoed in the room: "Not only has he recovered his cultivation, but he has also recovered the Netherfire...Luo Yu, you are no longer his opponent."

"Impossible, this is impossible!" Luo Yu slammed everything at hand against the wall like crazy, "How can a trash who is not as good as ordinary people be able to subdue the Netherfire?"

"...The Nether Secret Realm has existed for tens of millions of years, if the Nether Fire can be subdued, it will be Yan Rongyi's turn?!"

"...Impossible, even Ling Jiushen..." Luo Yu was stunned suddenly, and he slowly clenched the pen holder with his hand, and in an instant, the jade-carved pen holder shattered into dust.

Luo Yu didn't care, he inserted his hands into the ends of his hair and pulled his hair: "Ling Jiushen... Ling Jiushen!"

"...are you even willing to give him the Netherfire?!"

"...Do you care about him that much?!"

Luo Yu spontaneously went crazy for a while, but gradually calmed down.

He brushed the dust off his robe, looked up at the guide who was curled up in the corner, and said with a sneer, "What are you afraid of? I can't hurt you."

The guide sneered: "You are the one chosen by heaven."

Luo Yu snorted softly, straightened the jade crown on top of her head, followed the guide's words and thought of something, and her expression returned to calm: "Yes, I am the one chosen by Heaven, even if Yan Rongyi recovers her cultivation, I will still subdue you. What if the fire of the nether world is lost?"

"...I can make him lose his cultivation once, and I can make him lose it a second time."

While they were talking, there was laughter and noise outside the house.

Luo Yu flicked her sleeves violently, and the room returned to its original state, and the guide also disappeared.

He raised the corners of his lips, and with a warm smile on his face, he pushed open the door and asked softly, "What's going on?"

A group of blue-robed disciples stood outside the house, and the leader was Bai Yuan, who was of the same clan as Bai Shuang.

Luo Yu is also an apprentice of Venerable Cheng Ying. Although his reputation is not as high as Yan Rong's, Bai Yuan immediately bowed down when he saw him holding the Hibiscus Sword in his hand: "Senior Brother Luo, excuse me, we are new disciples, we have just been assigned Rest here."

Luo Yu smiled knowingly.

The Fushan sect is quite different from other sects.

In other sects, as early as when accepting disciples, the elders of the sect began to compete for the disciples with good bones, while the elders of the Fushan sect would not even pay attention to the disciples who did not condense sword pills in the dantian.

No matter how good their roots are at the beginning, as long as they don't condense sword pills, they are waste.

This is the principle of the Fushan School, the way of the sword is greater than the sky.

The disciples who have not condensed the sword pills will be scattered and arranged in various places in Fushan, and handed over to the white-robed disciples to take care of them.

The white-robed disciples not only need to teach them how to get started, but also help them condense sword pills.

In other words, the white robe disciple is the first master of this group of newcomers.

Thinking of this, Luo Yu's eyes flashed with intense irritability.

In the whole Fushan sect, there are only a few white robe disciples, only Yan Rongyi doesn't have to discipline the new juniors.

Because he is Ling Jiushen's favorite apprentice.

He yelled that he was tired or said that he was bothered, and Ling Jiushen just let him mess around.

In the past, Luo Yu naively thought that as long as she put in more effort, Ling Jiushen would see it.

However, it turns out he was wrong.

No matter how Luo Yu struggled, Ling Jiushen's eyes still only stayed on one person, and even those disciples who condensed the sword pills with his help liked Yan Rongyi more.

Yan Rongyi, Yan Rongyi...

Luo Yu suddenly clenched the Furong Sword in her hand, raised her head, and asked Bai Yuan with a smile, "How is your experience in the Nether Secret Realm?"

Bai Yuan answered courteously: "Returning to Senior Brother, Venerable Cheng Ying appeared not long after we entered the Nether Secret Realm."

"...The Venerable's cultivation base is so deep that the secret realm couldn't bear it, and it collapsed directly. Brother Baishuang took us back to Fushan."

Luo Yu listened patiently, pretending to be surprised: "Did Bai Shuang bring you back?"

"Yes." Bai Yuan paused, deliberately confessing his identity, "Speaking of which, Senior Brother Bai Shuang is still my cousin."

"Bai...so that's the case." Luo Yu smiled and nodded, "One family."

Bai Yuan secretly rejoiced: "Isn't it? Brother Bai Shuang and I are a family."

Luo Yu asked again, "Who else came back with you?"

"There is no one else." Bai Yuan replied, "Senior Brother Yin Qin and Senior Brother Wang Shui both stayed in the secret territory, and there is another... brother named Yan wearing a law enforcement mask. I don't know where he went."

"Yan?!" Luo Yu covered her mouth and exclaimed in a low voice, deliberately showing disbelief.

Bai Yuan was really fooled, and asked cautiously: "Senior Brother Luo, is there something wrong?"

Luo Yu sighed sadly: "That senior brother surnamed Yan is wearing a red dress?"

Bai Yuan nodded: "Exactly."

"How could it be him?!"

"Senior Brother Luo, is there something wrong with this person?" Bai Yuan was full of doubts, "I see that Senior Brother Wang Shui and Senior Brother Bai Shuang are very close to him..."

"The two of them are naturally close to him." Luo Yu interrupted Bai Yuan, covered her heart, lowered her eyes and whispered, "Even I am very close to him."

Bai Yuan quickly shut his mouth, pricked up his ears to listen.

"...Our Fushan faction, who is not close to him? He is our big brother!"

"...Even if he colludes with Moxiu, he is still the apprentice of Venerable Chengying!"

"...I, like Wang Shui and the others, don't believe that he will do the scandalous thing that linked Moxiu! But...but...but that's what I saw with my own eyes..."

Now that the words have come to this point, Bai Yuan can't guess who the "he" Luo Yu is talking about?

"Oh my god!" Bai Yuan exclaimed, "Could it be...could it be him?"

The disciples around him who were born in the family of cultivating immortals all showed expressions of "so it was him".

As for the others, most of them came from mundane backgrounds, and they didn't know who "Yan Rongyi" was. After listening for a long time, they were still at a loss.

Only Lin Yaoyin who was standing behind the crowd frowned in disapproval.

Before she joined the Fushan School, she also heard countless rumors about "Yan Rongyi".

But when she thought of the seniors who supported her that day, she always felt that the rumors were not all true.

Senior Brother Yan... is obviously a gentle person.

Bai Yuan didn't care about Lin Yaoyin's thoughts, he thought he was well-informed, so he turned around and told his colleagues about Yan Rongyi's deeds.

Said that he framed his fellow disciples, and said that he hooked up with Moxiu.

It caused all the disciples to exclaim in surprise.

"I really don't see him like that."

"No wonder he made things difficult for Senior Brother Bai Yuan on purpose that day!"

"Brother Baiyuan has his dantian sealed, and he can't use his aura even after entering the secret realm!"

……

Listening to the whispers of his disciples, Luo Yu knew that his goal had been achieved, so he raised the corners of his lips happily.

Yan Rongyi is the most respected elder brother of the Fushan School?

No, the current Yan Rongyi is a mouse crossing the street, and everyone shouts and beats her.

On the other side, Yan Rongyi just put down his pen.

Venerable Chengying asked him to copy the Heart Sutra a hundred times, but he didn't copy it ten times, he was already impatient and didn't want to stay in the cave any longer.

He instantly understood the feelings of the previous traversers eager to go down the mountain.

The number one sword sect in the world is really too boring.

Even Venerable Chengying's cave has few decent decorations, except for stones.

Yan Rongyi picked up a stone and threw it into the steaming hot spring.

- Pfft!

"You really didn't copy the book properly!" Chongming Bird hid behind the stalactite and flew out excitedly, "Yan Rongyi, just wait, when Master comes back, I will be the first to file a complaint!"

Yan Rongyi lazily raised her eyelids, picked up another stone, and threw it at Fuxi: "I found you there a long time ago. I thought you could hold your breath and hide for a while."

"Hmph." Fuxi fell into Yan Rongyi's hand, pecked the back of his hand with her pointed mouth, and asked forcefully, "Your cultivation has really come back?"

Yan Rongyi caught Chong Mingniao in front of her eyes, looked at it quietly for a while, and then let out a chuckle: "Do you care about me?"

Fuxi became angry from embarrassment, struggling to shake sparks on him: "Yan Rongyi, you are such a big bastard!"

"Okay, okay, I'm teasing you." Yan Rongyi scratched the Chongming Bird's feathers a few times, "My cultivation has indeed returned."

"I heard that you also subdued the Netherfire?"

"Hmm." Yan Rongyi felt a headache when he thought of Venerable Chengying's hair full of silver threads, and he didn't want to talk about it, "What about you, you were injured when you went to Fushan Jiuchongtian to fetch Ganoderma lucidum for me?"

"You have a conscience and know that you care about me." Fuxi pouted her buttocks and bounced around beside him, "I'm fine, with Master here, no matter how serious the injury is, it can be healed."

The smile on Yan Rongyi's face faded: "Where did my master go?"

"How would I know?" Chongmingniao raised his head and angrily attacked him, "I was practicing well in the Wangshui room, but the master suddenly sent me a voice, telling me to watch you copy the Heart Sutra, and if you don't copy well, you are not allowed to come out. Dongfu, I’m coming.”

"Forget the water..." Yan Rong hesitated to speak.

Chongmingniao was suddenly vigilant: "You won't ask Wang Shui again if he likes Bai Shuang, will you?"

"Shouldn't I ask?" Yan Rongyi asked back, "Both of them are my juniors."

Fuxi thought hard for a while, and didn't quite understand Renxiu's love affair, but she still persuaded her earnestly: "Don't make trouble."

"...Why are you making trouble?"

"Every time you ask this question, Bai Shuang has to go down the mountain for a long time." Fu Xi flicked his tail, counting Yan Rongyi's "criminal evidence" in detail, "The most exaggerated time, he walked away for three full years, and Bai Liu came here Ask me if he has betrayed the teacher."

Yan Rongyi smiled wryly: "It's not that exaggerated..."

He just created a few opportunities for Bai Mutou to be alone with Wangshui.

After he finished laughing, he said again: "Where's Bai Liu?"

"Bai Liu is with Elder Yuxuan." Fuxi answered every question, "She has been learning alchemy from Elder Yuxuan for ten years."

In other words, Bai Liu has been learning alchemy ever since Yan Rongyi was imprisoned in Siguo Cliff.

"It's fine, what are you learning about alchemy?" Yan Rongyi wondered.

Before he finished speaking, Fuxi's tail burned his face: "Isn't it for you?!"

Yan Rongyi: "...?"

Fuxi complained angrily: "All Fushan faction, who loves to toss like you, has a lot of injuries on their bodies!"

"...Bai Liu's life was saved by you, so naturally I want to save you, that's why I went to learn alchemy!"

Yan Rongyi was burnt by the Chongming bird and wiped the ashes from his face: "Yes, yes, it's all my fault."

A look of loneliness flashed across his eyes.

By Yuanshen's side... there are many close friends.

And Bai Liu, whom Fuxi was talking about, was standing behind Elder Yuxuan with a pale face.

"Honorable..." Elder Yuxuan's hand on Ling Jiushen's wrist trembled slightly, "How could Your Higher be injured so badly?!"

"No problem." Venerable Cheng Ying withdrew his hand and said indifferently, "I came to you for another matter."

"...Demon cultivator among the white-robed disciples, can you find out who it is?"

The author has something to say: release another advance collection of "Reborn as a Tyrant":

Xia Chaosheng, the young master of Zhen Guohou's Mansion, was a companion of the prince and was fostered in the palace. He was pampered and pampered for five years.

In the end, not only failed to become the princess, but was also given a marriage to the crippled prince, Mu Rugui.

It was rumored that Mu Rugui was notorious for his cruel temperament. Because of his bad behavior, he broke the legs of all the servants around him.

On the day the news of the marriage came out, the crown prince knelt down in front of the hall in the rain.

Xia Chaosheng also fell ill on the couch, and was about to die for love.

Everyone thinks that Xia Chaosheng and the prince are a match made in heaven, and they also think that he will resist the order for love, but unexpectedly...

He sat up in shock while dying, and struggled to climb onto Mu Rugui's sedan chair!

-

After living a new life, Xia Chaosheng knew that the crown prince was not a good man, and not only would he confiscate his entire family in the future, he would also marry his concubine brother as the queen, and put him in the cold palace.

On the contrary, the seemingly downcast and disabled prince will one day have a bright future and power over the world.

There was only that person who was willing to be condemned by historians, bear eternal infamy, wear silver armor, and carried his cold body out of the cold palace step by step.

【Demining】

1. Strong and weak, weak and weak, let go of your own products

2. have children, have children, have children, have children, have children

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Thanks to the little angels of irrigation nutrient solution: 27 bottles of Yiwei; 10 bottles of -Kyuto; 7 bottles of Naohai; 6 bottles of Xane;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!