villain is a good guy

A few thunderbolts rolled past Yan Rongyi's ears, as if the Dao of Heaven was angry.

He didn't take it seriously, and stopped several juniors and sisters behind him: "Don't go."

If Yan Rongyi didn't say anything, Bai Shuang and the others wouldn't risk it rashly.

After the fluttering vines lost their target, they twisted aimlessly in the air for a while, and then fell completely silent. If it wasn't for the wrong proportions, it would be like the twigs accompanying the lotus.

Dongfang Yu, who was standing on top of the white crane, silently recited the mantra, and then lightly touched his eyelids with both hands, the world in front of him was different from what ordinary people see.

This is the unique skill of Guan Fengge's disciples. Mind's Eye, also known as "Beast's Eye", is a great help for them to communicate with spirit beasts.

Through the eyes of their hearts, they can better see the trend of spiritual energy in the spirit beast's body, so they can sign a contract with the endangered spirit beast.

Of course, the mind can also take a look at the treasure of genius.

For example, Dongfang Yu looked at the lotus flower blooming in the center of the magma at the moment, and exclaimed: "There are lotuses as red as blood, born in magma, not afraid of flames... Is this the cinnabar that all the sword cultivators of the Fushan School are looking for?" lotus?"

When Yan Rongyi heard this, her head ached, and she regretted coming to this secret realm.

The Fushan school's sword cultivators usually need some unusual materials that are resistant to high temperature and exotic, such as cinnabar lotus... Dongfang Yu's few words have already attracted Bai Liu's attention.

The group of them, except Bai Liu and Yan Rongyi who did not have their own flying swords, the rest had their own swords.

Bai Liu was not cultivated enough and the materials were not available, so he hadn't refined it all this time. Yan Rongyi was because Venerable Cheng Ying insisted on refining it by himself.

"This cinnabar lotus is of no benefit to my disciples of Guanfeng Pavilion. Fellow Daoist Yan, please." Seeing that the sword cultivator of the Fushan School was unmoved, Dongfang Yu simply urged the white crane to fly backwards, proving with actions that he really would not take away love .

And Yin Shaohua, who was standing beside him, wiped his tears and apologized: "Brother, it's all my fault..."

If she hadn't triggered the mechanism, fell into the abyss, and involved the sword cultivators of the Fushan School, they, Guan Fengge, would have been able to compete for this cinnabar lotus.

Dongfang Yu turned around and rubbed Yin Shaohua's head: "It's nothing. Besides, if we don't make a move, it will be difficult for the disciples of the Fushan School to get the cinnabar lotus."

All geniuses and earthly treasures are surrounded by spirit beasts, and cinnabar lotus is no exception.

Bai Liu hesitated again and again, thinking that under the crimson magma, there might be a pair of terrifying eyes staring at him, so he couldn't help but flew behind Yan Rongyi.

"Big Brother..."

"Tell you not to cultivate well." Bai Shuang grabbed her younger sister by the collar, like a chick, and carried her to his side, "Now you think of senior brother?"

Bai Liu was also a little embarrassed.

She is afraid of the accompanying beast in the magma, but she is reluctant to bear the cinnabar lotus.

If you give up, where can you find the second cinnabar lotus?

Even if they did find it, there must be a spirit beast beside Zhu Shalian, and a fight would still be inevitable.

"You don't even think about it, senior brother doesn't have a natal flying sword." Seeing her sister's silence, Bai Shuang became even more angry, "You want cinnabar lotus, don't senior senior brothers want it?"

Bai Liu let out a small "ah", her complexion turned from pale to red, and she was on the verge of tears.

That's right, Eldest Brother doesn't have the Flying Sword of Fate, but Eldest Brother never robbed her, so how could she... how could Eldest Brother help her to get the cinnabar lotus?

Yan Rong thought that Bai Shuang would teach Bai Liu to cry with just a few words, and the anger towards Tiandao in her heart dissipated a little, and she couldn't laugh or cry: "Bai Shuang, don't say a few words."

It's not that he doesn't care about Zhu Shalian, it's that he doesn't pay attention to Zhu Shalian at all, and he is all about fighting the plot.

"Eldest brother, I don't want cinnabar lotus anymore." Bai Liu sniffed and wiped away tears, "Let's grab cinnabar lotus for you!"

Bai Liu was simple-minded, and was ordered by his elder brother to give up Zhu Shalian immediately. Like a little bandit, he stared at the disciples of Guan Feng Pavilion who were sitting or standing on Bai He's back, for fear that they would renege on their promise and try to snatch Zhu Shalian.

Yan Rongyi's head hurts again.

He found that the plot was irreversible. For example, now that Zhu Shalian had appeared in front of them, Yan Rongyi could refuse this opportunity, but he couldn't stop Bai Liu from fighting for it.

And this opportunity is likely to fall into his own hands in the end.

...at the price of blood.

The only way to avoid the continuation of the plot is to leave the Rift.

"Let's go." Yan Rongyi closed her eyes and pondered for a moment, then turned around decisively and flew towards the entrance of the cave.

Bai Shuang and Bai Liu were both stunned, only Wang Shui followed Yan Rongyi's pace with a straight face: "Eldest brother doesn't want to fight with you, and would rather give up the opportunity. Such a simple truth, do you want the elder brother to tell you personally?" Do you listen?"

Bai Liu seemed to be struck by lightning, and the tears she had just suppressed flowed out again.

She wept and followed Yu Jian, and called out several times: "Eldest brother."

The big brother of their Fushan Sect is really kind.Yan Rongyi didn't have time to answer Bai Liu's cries, the farther he was from Zhu Shalian, the stronger the burning sensation in his consciousness, but he was in a happy mood.

Burn it, burn it.

He thought, burn up the plot.

But the moment they were about to leave the entrance of the cave, the screams of Guan Fengge's disciples came from behind, and then countless vines soared into the air, and several dead Guanfengge's disciples were inserted in all directions on the dark green branches and leaves.

Dongfang Yu, who was riding a white crane, dodged the growing vines in embarrassment, and at the same time threw the disciple who was still breathing on the vines onto the white crane's back.

"Brother, the entrance to the cave is sealed!" Bai Liu dodged a vine, couldn't bear to look at the blood on the vine, raised her head and screamed.

Yan Rongyi followed her gaze and saw that the entrance of the cave was blocked by dense vines, almost even the light disappeared.

Wang Shui made a tactic beside them, and released a group of thin swords shining with silver light: "Go!"

The rapier is like a fish swimming in the clear stream of a floating mountain, as fast as lightning, it sinks into the vines in an instant, and then there is no response.

Wang Shui's heart sank: "Brother..."

Yan Rongyi frowned, and also made a decision, the result was the same as Wang Shui, once the released little sword sank into the vine, it was like a stone like a sea, and there was no sound.

There were two groups of fiery anger in his eyes.

Heaven.

Heaven!

Heaven again!

His eyes seemed to meet Tiandao's indifferent eyes directly through the vines.

There are only rules and order in it, and there is no human touch.

Heaven said: You must follow the plot.

He said: no.

Tiandao sneered: Then we'll see.

"Fellow Daoist Yan, it seems that only by capturing the cinnabar lotus can we get out of the secret realm." While avoiding the vines in his busy schedule, Dongfang Yu shouted to him across the air, "This cinnabar lotus should be a level in the secret realm! "

The so-called levels are the "rules" that are automatically generated in the secret realm. If the monks who enter it do not complete a certain task according to the instructions of the rules, they will be trapped in the secret realm and never get out.

"Big brother!" Bai Shuang also looked at Yan Rongyi, "Let's make a move."

They have to act.

Yan Rongyi looked down at the mourning Guan Feng Pavilion disciple, and closed her eyes in pain.

Not only because of their responsibilities as law enforcers, but also because they would be injured by vines if they didn't take action.

Then the Hibiscus sword was unsheathed, and the silver-white sword light polished the cave, reflecting each other with the crimson magma.

The heart of Dongfang Yu who was standing on top of the white crane sank little by little.

This is the Sword Cultivator of the Fushan School, who can defeat ten thousand armies with one strike.

Even if the sword just floated quietly in the air, it still suppressed the dancing vines.

"Break." Yan Rongyi grasped the hilt of the Furong Sword, and the blood-red figure cut off the vines around her in an instant accompanied by the strong wind.

Thick green juice splashed out, and a sour and rotten smell filled the air.

The law enforcers of the Fushan faction held their breath in time, and Yu Jian flew to Baihe's side, watching the magma tumbling vigilantly.

I don't know if it was because Yan Rongyi's attack was too fast, Zhu Shalian didn't move for a while, the broken vine seemed to be dead, heaving and falling in the magma, and the petals gradually closed.

Guan Fengge's disciples showed joy on their faces: "Is it safe?"

Deathly silence answered him.

Yan Rongyi's heart not only did not fall, but also hung up because of Zhu Shalian's strange weakness.

He shielded the white willow again, staring at the bubbling magma without blinking - it really made him realize that something was wrong.

There seemed to be some living thing swimming under the hot magma, and it came under the white crane in an instant.

Yan Rongyi's pupils suddenly shrank: "Get out of the way!"

Dongfang Yu was worthy of being Guan Fengge's elder brother, at the critical moment, his mind played a role, and without Yan Rongyi's reminder, he directly stomped hard on Bai He's back.

The white crane got the order, screamed loudly and raised its figure, and the spirit beast hiding under the magma also showed its appearance-it was a giant python covered in red, which was no different from magma, with a blood-colored flower growing on the side of its neck. The lotus, and those broken vines are actually the "tentacles" growing from the side of his neck.

A foul word rolled out of Bai Shuang's mouth, and then shouted: "What the hell?"

Dongfang Yu, who narrowly avoided the blow, lowered his head, his eyes flashed with astonishment: "What is this?"

"Didn't you, Guan Feng Pavilion, deal with spirit beasts all day long?" Bai Shuang pulled her sister back and flew backwards crazily, talking nonsense, and taught Guan Feng Pavilion's elder brother a lesson, "Did you not take morning classes and lessons well?" Evening class, so you don't know this spirit beast?"

As for why "also" is used, the answer can be found by looking at the blushing Bai Liu beside him.

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Yin Shaohua complained for senior brother, "This spirit beast has lived in a secret realm for many years. It might be an antique thousands of years ago. How could my senior brother know?"

"What did you say?" It's fine if Yin Shaohua didn't say anything, but when he said it, Bai Shuang's tone became more aggressive, "Old Antique from thousands of years ago... If you don't fall, how can we accompany you to fight against Old Antique?"

"Bai Shuang." Yan Rongyi only felt noisy.

The burning sensation in his consciousness has dissipated a lot, obviously, this cinnabar lotus growing on the neck of the giant python is his chance.

There was no way to avoid it, a slight coldness flashed in Yan Rongyi's eyes: "Stand back!"

He didn't believe it, if the younger brothers and younger sisters didn't take action, Heavenly Dao would still kill him as cannon fodder!

"Senior brother..." Bai Liu took a step forward unwillingly, but this time it was not Bai Shuang who grabbed him, but Wang Shui with a face full of frost, "Don't be a burden to senior brother."

Bai Liu was shocked all over, and retreated sadly.

But Bai Shuang didn't hear Wang Shui's voice transmission, seeing him holding his sister's hand, she felt uncomfortable, so she deliberately leaned over: "Senior Brother Wang Shui..."

As a result, before the words finished, Bai Shuang glanced over coldly: "Are you going to cause trouble for Senior Brother Yan?"

Bai Shuang shook her head quickly, her back was covered with cold sweat from nervousness: "No, no."

Wang Shui nodded happily, most of the coldness in his eyes dissipated: "That's good."

Then he withdrew his gaze from Bai Shuang's body, staring intently at the red figure of Zhou Xuan and the giant python, with fanaticism in his eyes.

Different from disciples like Baishuang Bailiu who came from a family of cultivators, Wangshui was born in the mortal world. Like the general public, his family is neither short of money nor rich. It is a pity that he has an indistinguishable face. Admitting to the wrong gender, forced to wear skirts, after growing up, troubles followed.

First he was spotted by the bullies in the town, and then his family fled and ran into a horse bandit halfway. His parents died tragically under the knife of the horse bandit, and he was also spotted by the bandit leader. When he was about to be defiled, the sword in red Xiu came down gracefully.

It was obviously the same color as blood, but Wang Shui felt warmth from Yan Rongyi's body.

That is the fairy who came down from the sky in the storyteller's mouth.

Of course Yan Rongyi is not a fairy, he couldn't help but take action when he saw a rough road.

The young Wang Shui saw Yan Rongyi put the sword into the horse bandit's throat, not only was he not afraid, but also filled with endless joy in his heart.

"Interesting." Yan Rongyi took back the Furong sword, the sword was not stained with dust, seeing that the half-grown child was neither crying nor fussing, and was staring at her intently, feeling pity, "Aren't you afraid?"

Wang Shui said he was not afraid, and said, "You are my savior."

"Just don't be afraid." Yan Rongyi did good things casually, but she was still a little worried about scaring ordinary people. After saving the child, she began to worry about where to put the child.

Wangshui is small and thoughtful, he tugged at Yan Rongyi's sleeves and would not let go, complaining of a headache for a while, pretending to be dizzy for a while, and finally followed Yan Rongyi back to the Fushan School.

Yan Rongyi squatted in front of the mountain gate, facing the patrolling disciples in front of the mountain gate, helpless.

In the end, the patrolling disciple came to his senses first: "Brother, let's test whether he can cultivate!"

Yan Rongyi patted her head suddenly: "That's right!"

If Wangshui can cultivate, he can live on the mountain.

So the disciples excitedly went to invite the elders to test Wangshui himself. It turned out that Wangshui was not only able to cultivate, but also a good seedling. He became a white-robed disciple within a few years after going up the mountain.

This is just an insignificant incident in Yan Rongyi's practice life. He even forgot the origin of Wangshui, but it directly made Wangshui make the most important decision in his life - he wants to follow the master. Brother's footsteps smoothed out the injustices in the world.

The immature vows have been worn away by time. There are so many injustices in the world, how can Wangshui manage it?Only following in the footsteps of Yan Rongyi, he never dared to forget.

"Senior brother has a high level of cultivation, how can a mere cinnabar lotus hurt him?" Wang Shui's words were weird, but Bai Shuang, who was devoted to him, didn't notice anything strange, and nodded in agreement, "That's right, big brother's sword Fabi is more powerful than all the elders."

Just as he was talking, a disciple of Guan Feng Pavilion who did not know what medicine he had taken by mistake sneaked down from Bai He's body.

Although Dongfang Yu said that he would not interfere with Zhu Shalian's affairs, the disciples around him were not convinced. Looking at the blood stains on the hem of their clothes, they jumped off the white crane's back while Yan Rongyi was fighting with the giant python.

He summoned a snow-white goshawk, which slid silently into the shadows.

No one noticed him, except Python.

A hint of amusement flashed in the giant python's yellow-green vertical pupils, seeing the turbulent undercurrent in Renxiu's interior, he gave up Yan Rongyi, turned around and rushed towards Baihe.

Now Bai Shuang and the others had no choice but to take action, and the piercing sword light flew towards the giant python. Under the siege of the monks, showing fatigue, they suddenly turned into a streamer and flew towards the cinnabar lotus.

Let's practice together in the secret realm, why give up the opportunity to the sword cultivators of the Fushan School?

Not fair, not fair!

There was a lot of greed in his eyes, as if he had realized his dream of becoming the new senior brother Guan Fengge after he got the cinnabar lotus.

"Not good!" Yan Rongyi was the first to notice something strange, and pulled Wang Shui who was beside him to retreat quickly, but Bai Shuang and Bai Liu were too far away from him, and they were too close to the giant python.

--boom!

A wave of air that could be called destructive blasted away all the disciples in the secret realm, even Yan Rongyi, who was the protagonist of the story, was not spared.

After a short period of dizziness, he hurriedly got up from the ground.

Wangshui, who was protected by him, was intact, but he hadn't recovered, and he couldn't get up for a while.He went to see Bai Shuang again, and then his heart sank infinitely——Bai Shuang hugged the silent Bai Liu, and sat on the ground blankly, not even paying attention to the falling of the Flying Sword of Fate.

The scorching heat in the consciousness dissipated at some point, and somewhere in the dark, the gears of the plot had already started to turn.

Yan Rongyi staggered and rushed to Bai Shuang's side, pinched Bai Liu's hand, and was startled that her life force was rapidly disappearing, and then saw her blood-stained clothes.

"Eldest brother, it's all my fault...it's all my fault!" Bai Shuang's hoarse voice squeezed out between his teeth, holding back tears, he held Bai Liu tremblingly and got up, "The giant python bit me at that time, I ...I didn't realize it for a while, if Bai Liu didn't stand in front of me..."

"Stop talking." Yan Rongyi's hands trembled more than Bai Shuang, and he didn't even dare to touch the blood on Bai Liu's clothes, but when Bai Liu was dying, he tried his best to put the blood in his arms The lotus was handed to him.

The law enforcement mask on the girl's face was already stained with blood, but it still couldn't cover her smiling eyes: "Eldest brother...I...I brought it for you..."

Yan Rongyi was struck by lightning, the blood in her body seemed to be frozen by ice.

it's me.

All because of me.

Just because I'm the main character...

Yan Rongyi controlled the sword in a daze, and together with his juniors sent Bai Liu back to the Fushan School.

But even the Venerable Chengying was still powerless.

The giant python bit through Bai Liu's dantian and shattered her meridians. What Venerable Cheng Ying could do was to imprison her soul in the broken body and let her stay in the world for another two or three days.

In Bai Liu's last days, Yan Rongyi didn't dare to visit her.

Every time he stood in front of Bailiu's window and listened to the girl's pretendingly relaxed words, he wished that his dantian was broken and the one who broke his veins was himself.

He even tried to talk about the "plot" and the "protagonist", but every time he thought about it, the thunderclouds on the floating mountain began to gather quickly.

He is not afraid of thunder, but he is afraid that someone will attract it because of him. Like the crane that almost turned into a human form, he will die without knowing why the thunder that represents the way of heaven wants their lives.

In the end, Yan Rongyi opened up the plot that she had avoided for a long time.

Sure enough, it said that Yan Rongyi fell into a secret realm and obtained cinnabar lotus.

His eyes are blurred, so where is the plot!

That was his junior sister's blood!

But what scares Yan Rongyi the most is not the plot, but the people around him.

Even Bai Shuang comforted him: "Senior brother, what happened to Bai Liu is all my fault, you don't need to blame yourself."

A blunt smile appeared on Yan Rongyi's bloodless face: "Really?"

He lowered his eyes and looked at his hands—these hands were covered with blood.

It's just that you don't know.

But I know it myself.

"Yes." Bai Shuang closed his eyes wearily.

The young sword cultivator who used to talk the most seems to have grown up overnight, and the tiredness of an adult is gradually revealed on his body: "Brother, when I was in the morning and evening classes, the elders said that after practicing The road is hard, not only in self-cultivation, but also in self-cultivation."

At that time, they played carefree in class, thinking that the elder couldn't see, secretly turned the scraps of paper full of nonsense into paper cranes, passed them to each other, and then ran to the Tai Chi dojo to practice swords after class. But he couldn't read the compassion in the elder's eyes at all.

Practice is a lonely road. On this road, everyone is doomed to lose until he is alone.

Young monks don't understand now, and they will understand in the future.

Now Bai Shuang understands, he caressed the blade of the sword, and said to himself: "If I had known this, I would have asked Bai Liu to make alchemy... I don't want to be a law enforcement officer, it's good to just practice alchemy on the Fushan Mountain honestly."

I knew it earlier, I knew it earlier.

Yan Rongyi's heart trembled again, and he almost spat out a mouthful of blood.

Didn't he just "know it"?

But what's the use of knowing this?

Bai Liu was still dead.

Yan Rongyi swallowed a mouthful of sweet blood, and watched Bai Shuang leave, on the surface he was still as taciturn as before, only he knew that something was dying in his heart.

As spring and autumn come to Fushan, the sadness brought about by Bai Liu's death gradually fades away, and even Bai Shuang comes back to the cave to practice with Yan Rongyi, only Yan Rongyi looks like a walking dead.

And Ling Jiushen saw the strangeness of the apprentice, and when there was no one else, he grabbed Yan Rongyi's wrist and twitched his sharp eyebrows completely: "You don't want to die?"

Yan Rongyi knelt down in front of Ling Jiushen respectfully: "This apprentice is not stable in Daoism, and has gone mad, causing trouble for Master."

Ling Jiushen couldn't get used to his reticent appearance the most, and was furious: "Why do you continue to practice swords knowing that you are insane?"

Yan Rongyi replied sternly: "As the senior brother of the Fushan School..."

"Shut up!" Ling Jiu was furious, raised his pitch-black Taoist robe high, and when his palm was about to fall on Yan Rongyi's face, he paused again, "Are you trying to become a teacher to death?"

Yan Rongyi bowed her head and remained silent.

Ling Jiu knew that he blamed himself for Bai Liu's death, but he didn't expect him to blame himself to such an extent that the anger that arose in his heart was sour that he didn't realize it.

Ling Jiushen suppressed his anger and pulled Yan Rongyi into his arms: "Rongyi, why are we cultivating as monks?"

He shook his head blankly.

"Because we are trying to fight against the sky!" Ling Jiushen sneered and approached Yan Rongyi, his amber pupils reflected his seductive face, "Some people win the fight, some people lose, do you think it is fate?" ?"

Yan Rongyi opened her mouth, but didn't know what to say.

He was awakened by Ling Jiushen's words of "fighting against the sky".

Yes, fight against the sky!

Yan Rongyi's lifeless eyes burst out with brilliance again.

"If you are obsessed with the matter of the white willows, there must be more white willows hindering your progress in the future." Ling Jiushen saw that he had come to his senses, and his tone was a little soft, "However, you have practiced together for many years, and the relationship between brothers and sisters is deep, which is inevitable .”

"...You just need to remember who you are."

He is the big brother of Fushan School.

He is Yan Rongyi.

He is not some kind of "protagonist".

Yan Rongyi slowly came back to her senses, and realized that she and Ling Jiushen were too close, which had already exceeded the scope of a master and apprentice, and immediately knelt down with a blushing face: "Master, I know I was wrong."

Ling Jiushen put his hands behind his back, and rubbed the fingertips that touched Yan Rongyi dissatisfiedly: "There is one more thing, I need you to come forward."

"...There is another vacancy for the law enforcement officer. Do you have someone in mind?"

When Yan Rongyi heard the words, a young man in black clothes appeared in his heart.

"Elder Kaiyang's disciple is diligent, and I think he is a good candidate."

The author has something to say: *The fundamental reason why Yan Rongyi desperately saved Bai Liu at the beginning

*I will correct the typo later!

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