villain is a good guy

There was an uproar.

It wasn't just Wang Shui who was surprised, but also the ghost cultivators in Wangyou Valley, and the monks who attended the opening ceremony of the Fushan School.

Everyone knows that Yan Rongyi, a big brother of the Fushan School, colluded with Moxiu and was thrown into Siguoya for ten years, losing all his cultivation.

So no matter how much Gui Xiu yelled, no one thought that Yan Rongyi would show up.

So what if he was scolded badly?

Hiding to save your life is the choice of normal people!

Of course, choice is choice.

Yan Rongyi didn't show up, and everyone present felt somewhat disdainful.

As a monk, or a monk of the Fushan Sect, the number one sect in the world, even if he lost his cultivation, he still had to be brave.

Since he harmed the ghost cultivator of Wangyou Valley back then, he must have the consciousness of paying his life today.

Otherwise, it would be an insult to his status as a disciple of the Fushan School, and even more an insult to his master, the world's number one swordsman, Chengying!

If Yan Rongyi was still a man, when the incident was revealed, he should commit suicide and apologize!

Not only outsiders think so, but even most of the Fushan School disciples think so.

of course there are exceptions.

For example, the ghost cultivator in Wangyou Valley actually has other plans in mind.

On the site of the Fushan faction, except for the ghost cultivator whose brother was killed who really wanted revenge, the rest of the ghost cultivators were more worried about the Venerable Chengying behind Yan Rongyi, and the Fushan faction established by Venerable Chengying .

It is a well-known fact that Venerable Cheng Ying is partial to Yan Rongyi, just like Yan Rongyi is a bastard.

It was also because Guixiu knew that Venerable Chengying was biased, that he dared to let his disciples make trouble at the mountain opening ceremony.

Venerable Cheng Ying is so precious to his disciple, how could he let him show up to die?

After the ten-year period expires, he might have hidden him long ago.

That's why the ghost cultivators turned a blind eye and let the junior brother mess around.

Who knew that Yan Rongyi would really be fooled by such a simple aggressive method?

The ghost cultivators of Wangyou Valley were dumbfounded, unable to get off for a while.

And the other monks watching the excitement were also really shocked.

Regardless of whether Yan Rongyi killed the monks in Wangyou Valley or not, just relying on this daring courage, it is very extraordinary!

Everyone present asked themselves, if they were in a different position, they would never appear in front of the enemy grandiosely when they had no cultivation.

As a result, the disdainful eyes that fell on Yan Rongyi gradually turned into surprise, and even the young disciples showed faint respect in their eyes.

A gust of wind rolled the dead leaves in front of everyone's eyes.

Yan Rongyi, who had just been teleported over, held the jade tablet and stared at hundreds of pairs of eyes that sometimes admired and sometimes looked down upon, and froze.

He thought that he would see the legendary "Master" when he opened his eyes, and he was even ready to reveal his identity - he occupied the body of "Yan Rongyi", wasn't it the legendary "Duoshe"?

But Yan Rongyi didn't understand the Fushan School anymore, and he didn't feel that Shizun was one of the strange people in front of him.

The reason why Yan Rongyi appeared in the Tai Chi Dojo has to start with the jade card given by Bai Shuang.

All the disciples of the Fushan School will get such a jade plaque with their name engraved on it from the first day they go up the mountain.

Before being able to fly with the sword, the jade plaque was the key for the disciples of the Fushan School to open the teleportation array, and after being able to fly with the sword, the jade plaque was a symbol of the identity of the disciples of the Fushan School.

If Yan Rongyi could see the memories of the previous traversers, or if Bai Shuang reminded him, he would know that the same formation corresponds to more than a dozen different destinations.

It's a pity that Yan Rongyi's mind was empty, and Bai Shuang didn't believe that he had lost his memory, so he happened to be teleported to the center of the Tai Chi Dojo by mistake.

The situation is not good.

Yan Rongyi noticed several gazes that implied hostility, and took a step back abruptly, trying to return to the teleportation array.

But when he moved, so did Ghost Xiu.

Wang Shui, who was wearing a strange crane-wing mask, suddenly exclaimed, "Senior Brother Yan!"

Yan Rongyi opened his eyes slightly, and a silver light flashed from the corner of his eye. His body reacted before his brain, and he fell backward——

Whoa!

With a chill, the knife light slashed across the green brick that Yan Rongyi had just stood on.

Snowflakes fell one after another, and in the silent dojo, the sound of young disciples swallowing their saliva could be heard.

And Yan Rongyi, who was lying on the ground in embarrassment, finally recovered at this time.

The scythe that was close at hand reflected his dark eyes, and the coldness that the blade had barely slid across his cheeks still lingered on his cheeks.

Someone wants his life.

Yan Rong was angry: "What are you doing?"

He just walked into a teleportation array, and he was going to die when he came out?

"What are you doing?" Guixiu's hand holding the handle of the knife suddenly exerted force, lifted the sickle, and walked towards Yan Rongyi with a sinister smile.

The stone slab split by the sickle, with the pace of the ghost cultivator, shattered into ashes, and the sharp blade kissed the ground, making a sound like grinding teeth.

"Senior Brother Yan!" Wang Shui raised the sword again, but the faint blue light was one step ahead of him, covering the black-robed Ghost Cultivator.

Bai Shuang staggered and fell out of the formation, grabbed Yan Rongyi's arm, threw him behind him, raised her hand again, and squeezed her five fingers together forcefully.

The faint blue flame exploded, and the splashing flames turned into slender chains, which quickly intertwined and intertwined in the wind and snow, and finally turned into a raging fire cage, enveloping the ghost.

"Yan Rongyi, are you a man!" Gui Xiu seemed extremely afraid of the flames controlled by Bai Shuang, standing in the cage and roaring.

"...Is the dignified senior brother of the Fushan School just a coward who hides behind the younger brother?"

Yan Rongyi keenly caught the word "big brother", and frowned little by little.

The ghost cultivator who was trapped in the flames was still roaring: "It's only right and proper to kill for life! Yan Rongyi, I want to avenge my brother who died in Qinglian Little Secret Realm!"

Big brother...revenge...

Yan Rongyi's face slowly sank.

He probably guessed who he was.

As if to confirm Yan Rongyi's conjecture, Tianbian thought of Jianming again.

Wang Shui and Bai Shuang raised their heads at the same time, holding the sword in their hands with solemn expressions.

The person who came was also a sword cultivator of the Fushan School. He was wearing a snow-white robe with a dark gold coiled pattern around his waist, and he was stepping on a blue long sword. He said he was a sword cultivator, but more like a scholar. A folding fan was hung.

"Brother Luo Yu!" Shouts of surprise sounded from all around the dojo.

Bai Shuang, who was standing in front of Yan Rongyi, clenched her molars tightly, unlike ordinary disciples who yearned for Luo Yu, instead glared angrily at the flying sword at Luo Yu's feet.

Luo Yu landed unhurriedly in the center of the dojo.

He looks clear and handsome, with a gentle temperament, and when he smiles, he is so kind that people can't help but let their guard down.

Luo Yu looked at Guixiu who was trapped in the fire cage, shook her head and sighed, raised her hand lightly, Bai Shuang groaned and covered her chest, and retreated in embarrassment.

Immediately afterwards, the faint blue flames scattered in the air, and the wilting sparks fluttered with the wind. The remaining handful gathered with difficulty on the snow to form two dim fireballs, and then flew back to the white Frost's side.

Thin blood flowed out along Bai Shuang's tightly pursed lips, and Yan Rongyi suddenly felt a frenzy of anger in his heart.

He glanced at the calm Jianxiu who was standing next to Guixiu, and the blood-colored lotus on the back of his right hand flashed coquettishly.