villain is a good guy

Yan Rongyi didn't want to fight, but she had to.

Because if he didn't draw his sword, the spirit beast would bite his clothes.

So the Chengying sword was unsheathed, and the flowing light and shadow shuttled between the silver-white spirit beasts.

Dongfang Yu stood by the lake, every time his fingers trembled, a white light rushed into the spirit beast's body, causing the beast to roar.

Yan Rongyi gradually relaxed after a brief moment of tension.

In his eyes, there is no difference between man and beast, and wherever the sword light goes, there is a milky white phantom.

Although the spirit beasts who lived and died with the disciples of Guanfeng Pavilion lost their freedom, they would return to the disciples of Guanfeng Pavilion when they were fatally attacked and were on the verge of death.

As a result, there were fewer and fewer spirit beasts by the pool, and finally only Jianxiu in red was left standing with his sword in his hand, and the tip of his sword slowly pointed at the crumbling Dongfang Yu.

The faint starlight fell on the side of the pool, and the dead ostrich turned into a raging fire, illuminating Yan Rongyi's eyes.

He withdrew his sword, and his sharp eyes gradually softened: "Friend Dongfang, I have offended you."

Dongfang Yu wiped the blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth, and said in a cold voice, "It's the same again."

"...Why can't I beat you even though you have lost your cultivation once?"

Yan Rongyi hugged Cheng Yingjian, and asked back: "What's the point of beating me?"

"Why is it meaningless?" Dongfang Yu raised his hand tremblingly, and countless silver butterflies landed in his palm, "Friend Yan, what you don't understand doesn't mean it's meaningless."

"... Just like you don't understand why I am obsessed with the title of 'number one', I also don't understand what is the conflict between you and Luo Yu."

"Wait, who are you talking about?" Yan Rongyi's face darkened.

Dongfang Yu calmed down, and said in a haughty and disdainful tone, "Your sword cultivator from the Fushan School, Luo Yu."

"... is also the second apprentice accepted by Venerable Chengying. He once found me and wanted to help me defeat you."

"...But I refused."

"...Friend Daoist Yan, all I want is to win you openly and squarely."

Luo Yu, who was far away in Guanfeng Town, had an itchy nose.

He stood by the window, watching the two Guanfeng Pavilion disciples in green clothes leave with a gloomy face, turned around and asked the black mist floating in the air: "Yan Rongyi must have sneaked into Guanfeng Pavilion, there is nothing you can do, let me go in too ?"

Black Mist hiccupped and spread lazily: "What do you think of me?"

"...Rather than begging me, it's better to watch the plot."

"The old plot has not been completed, and the new plot will not appear on the scroll!"

"Then wait obediently." The black mist rolled impatiently, "Didn't we wait less all these years?"

"Yeah, haven't you waited too long?" Luo Yu sat down at the table angrily, and poured herself a cup of tea, "I remember one time, I waited a full 100 years before Yan Rongyi wrote the book. The next story is finished...it's really good enough."

Black Mist answered his words with a loud belch.

Luo Yu turned her head away in disgust: "Isn't it just eating a person?"

"It's been a long time since I cannibalized..." Heiwu trembled to express his dissatisfaction, "But mortals don't taste good at all, next time I'll give it to the disciples of the Fushan Sect."

"New disciples are escorted by white-robed disciples. If you want to start, it's easier said than done?"

"That's all, it's good to eat something." Hei Wu comforted himself, "It would be great if I could eat Yan Rongyi..."

The guide let out a greedy gasp, but after a while, he returned to normal.

After all, it is a person that even the Dao of Heaven cannot directly destroy. Even if it wants to eat it, it has to be killed.

--boom!

A dull sound sounded outside the door without warning.

Luo Yu looked at the black mist, got up and walked to the door, carefully pushed the door open a crack, thought it was a dispute between the guests in the inn, but didn't want to, saw Lian Yu's collar, step by step towards the room Wangshui who walked in.

"Oh, isn't that white-robed disciple Wangshui?" Hei Wu has been lurking in Fushan for many years, and has a better relationship with Fushan than ordinary blue-robed disciples. If you scold him ten times, he won't answer a single dirty word... What's the matter today, who is it?"

Hei Wu paused for a moment: "It's still a girl, it's not very good... no, that face, yes, yes...how is it possible!"

Before Heiwu could scream, Luo Yu interrupted it: "Calm down! That's not Lianwu, it's Lianwu's younger sister, Lianyu."

He squinted his eyes, thinking of the plot of self-burning, and sneered: "I see."

Presumably Wang Shui recognized the bone sword in Lian Yu's arms and guessed the truth of what happened back then, so there was a loophole in the plot related to Lian Wu.

"What should I do?" Hei Wu also wanted to understand the relationship between Lian Yu and the plot, "Leave this plot alone?"

"How can I ignore it?" Luo Yu closed the door, thought for a moment, and the depression on her face disappeared, "I also have to thank them for ruining this plot... It's time to do more things for Yan Rongyi."

"Fei Lian's plot is not over yet, what do you want to do?"

"I don't need your golden finger to worry about it." Luo Yu sneered and flashed out of the room. After a while, there were several muffled sounds from the next room.

And Yan Rongyi, who was in the spirit beast forest, touched the tip of her nose, and stretched out her hand to Dongfang Yu tentatively: "Are you okay?"

Dongfang Yu's forehead was dripping with cold sweat, he obediently held his arm, and after the sparring, he turned back into a modest gentleman: "Thank you, Fellow Daoist Yan."

Yan Rongyi was speechless: "Do you still want to compete with me?"

"Naturally. When I improve my cultivation, I will definitely compete with Fellow Daoist Yan again."

"Can't we not learn from each other?" He had a headache.

"Alright." Dongfang Yu nodded happily, "If Fellow Daoist Yan accepts my invitation to get married and becomes my Taoist partner, next time we fight, it will not be a competition, but a love affair between husband and wife."

Yan Rongyi: "..."

Yan Rongyi felt it was impossible.

After some tossing, mist rose in the forest, and the dark sky was also cut by the blue-gray morning light.

Yan Rongyi put Chengying Sword back into the storage bag, stretched, and said to Dongfang Yu who was sitting cross-legged, "Brother Dongfang, it's agreed, if I win, you will tell me Fei Lian's clue. "

Dongfang Yu had never heard of it.

"Brother Dongfang, isn't this bad?" Yan Rongyi gritted his teeth with hatred, but there was nothing he could do.

In fact, it’s okay not to go through the plot.

The consequence is that he will never be able to return to the original world that he has no memory of at all.

No.

He shivered, and for some reason, a voice in his heart said to him: It can't be like this.

If he just stays in another world without knowing why, can he really survive as "Yan Rongyi" with peace of mind?

That must be impossible.

Leaving aside whether "Yan Rongyi" is still in this body, let's take his complicated relationship with Ling Jiushen as an example...

He cannot stay.

Yan Rongyi tossed off her robe, sat by the pool, resting her chin in a daze.

With the murmur of the water, the tense atmosphere dissipated at some point. He carefully combed through the recovered memories, trying to find clues that Ling Jiushen's feelings for his apprentice had deteriorated.

But the more he thought about it, the more startled he became.

It's not that Ling Jiu is hiding too well, but that "he" is too blind.

"Fellow Daoist Yan." Dongfang Yu opened his eyes after exhaling foul breath, "I've been waiting for a long time."

He hooked the corner of his lips: "No hurry."

It's no use rushing.

"It's not that I didn't tell you on purpose, it's really..." Dongfang Yu stretched out his hand with a wry smile, passed his fingertips to the edge of the pool, and shook them gently.

His words were like ripples, scattered quietly: "I really don't know where to start... Anyway, Fellow Daoist Yan, I will not break my promise to you, just wait for the night of the full moon, and I will take Feilian Zhiyu Hand it into your hands, okay?"

Yan Rongyi pressed her finger between her eyebrows, the red robe turned into a white robe, and replied as "Wang Xiaoer": "Okay."

The wind brought the white crane's resounding cry, they stood up, and in a short while, they saw the disciples of Guan Fengge who were riding on the white crane.

They didn't know that there was a thrilling sparring by the pool tonight, and they were still warmly greeting "Wang Daoyou" Shang Baihe. Only a few female disciples noticed Dongfang Yu's pale face, and moved over worriedly: "Eldest brother..."

"I'm fine." Dongfang Yu smiled and jumped onto the back of the white goose, standing with "Wang Xiaoer", "It's dawn, let's go back."

Guan Fengge's disciples answered "Yes" in unison, and followed Baihe back to the tree house on the mountainside.

After another half a month, it finally came to the night of the full moon. Yan Rongyi was still worried that Dongfang Yu would turn his back on what he said. Unexpectedly, Guan Fengge's elder brother took the initiative to come under the banyan tree, surrounded by a group of Guan Fengge disciples, waiting for him to get up.

Yan Rongyi burned the mayflies in the middle of the night, and finally fell asleep, being so frightened by Dongfang Yu, she completely lost her sleepiness: "Fellow Daoist Dongfang came so early?"

"Well, after all, I promised you Wang Daoyou." Dongfang Yu's blue robe fluttered slightly in the wind, "How can you break your promise?"

Yan Rongyi jumped down from the tree, and Yujian fell to the ground amidst the exclamation of Guan Fengge's disciples: "Let's go."

Dongfang Yu smiled slightly, and led him to the Spirit Beast Forest alone, and stopped by the pool where the Luan Niao died.

"Fellow Daoist Yan, do you know why none of the disciples in Guan Fengge know about Fei Lian's existence?" Dongfang Yu stood with his back to Yan Rongyi.

He changed back to his own appearance, holding his sword and shaking his head.

"Because they don't understand Fei Lian." Dongfang Yu sighed long, "Spiritual beasts can transform into human beings after they have been cultivated to a certain level...You know that, fellow Daoist Yan?"

Yan Rongyi naturally knew.

The Chongming Niao Fuxi of their Fushan Sect has been working hard to cultivate in order to transform into a human being.

"Actually, Fei Lian can also transform into a human being." Seeing him nodding, Dongfang Yu explained with a smile, "It's just that people in the world don't know that Fei Lian can transform into a human being since he was born. Instead, he turned into a beast and had to wait until the night of the full moon." , and bathe in the moonlight, you can transform into a beast shape for an hour."

"...That is to say, only on the night of the full moon can we see Fei Lian."

The dark clouds dissipated, and the bright moonlight flowed in the forest. Dongfang Yu raised his hand, and the blue robe poured down from his arm like running water.

Yan Rongyi's brows furrowed slightly: "Fellow Daoist Dongfang, you mean to say that the reason why the world can't find Fei Lian is because they have transformed into human beings and live between you and me?"

"Yeah." Dongfang Yu's voice became low, and he caught Moonlight's fingers, trembling for some reason, "But at this moment when Fei Lian turns into a human, he will lose most of his human consciousness. If there is no trusted person around him, It is easy to be hurt by other monks, so almost no Fei Lian is willing to turn into a beast anymore."

"Then how did fellow Taoist Dongfang know..." Yan Rongyi's words came to an abrupt end.

The night wind suddenly blew up, Dongfang Yu in front of him, his handsome face gradually elongated, his arms spread out, and snow-white feathers appeared one after another, and then his figure also hunched up, his deformed hands were propped on the ground, and finally his clothes slammed It exploded, and countless blue feathers covered the body.

Yan Rongyi clenched the hand holding the sword tightly.

He finally understood why Dongfang Yu understood Fei Lian.

Because the young patriarch of the Dongfang family, Dongfang Yu... is Fei Lian.

The spirit beast in front of Yan Rongyi was covered in green feathers, except for the pure white and flawless feathers on its huge wings.

As the breeze blew, he heard Dongfang Yu's voice vaguely floating: "More details, I will explain to Fellow Daoist Yan after I change back."

"...For the next hour, I will ask Fellow Daoist Yan."