villain is a good guy

Yan Rongyi withdrew from the memory, unknowingly, tears streaming down her face.

It turns out that this is not the first time the plot has been restarted.

After he lost his status as the "protagonist", he was no longer the darling of heaven, so the process of saving his junior and junior sisters was also a process of his constant death.

He lost his memory, but the scene of the deaths of his younger brothers and sisters was deeply engraved in his bones and blood, making him willing to use his life to repay the kindness of the past.

But Tiandao sent him back to the starting point of the plot time and time again before his death and dao disappeared.

... Heavenly Dao didn't let him die, but only erased his memory, fabricated a identity of a time traveler for him, and forced him to follow the plot.

Time flies, and the ever-changing plot has flattened Yan Rongyi's spirit and changed his character.

But his heart has never changed, and he is still the "protagonist" who is unwilling to follow the plot.

Yan Rongyi suddenly raised his head, rubbing his head against a piece of warm skin, and the familiar breath wrapped him up.

It was Ling Jiushen.

He couldn't help calling out: "Master..."

But what he heard was the long cry of the ostrich.

Yan Rongyi: "..."

The memory came back, and he remembered that he had been poisoned by Fei Lian and turned into a ostrich.

He waved his arms in panic, and found that what followed were huge crimson wings.

Yan Rongyi is no longer a baby bird that has just hatched, he has become an adult luan bird with plump wings and the height of half a person.

"Huh?" Ling Jiushen, who was resting on the edge of the pool, opened his eyes lazily, looking thoughtfully at the phoenix circling by the pool, with a hint of a smile in his eyes, "Having experienced thunder, You should be able to take human form."

It is impossible for ordinary spirit beasts to survive the lightning calamity and transform into human beings in such a short period of time.

And the flying feather on Yan Rongyi's forehead made all the impossible possible.

Luan Niao excitedly moved to Ling Jiushen's side, the long cyan feathers on the top of its head fluttered in the wind, and its round eyes were fixed on Master, as if to say, "How do you become a human?"

Ling Jiushen pretended to be distressed, and reached out to stroke the bright feathers on his neck: "You are a spirit beast, don't you know how to transform into a human?"

Of course Yan Rongyi didn't know.

Obviously, Fuxi can spit out human words without turning into a human being, how come he came here, even after experiencing a catastrophe, when he opened his mouth, what he uttered was still a bird call?

Could it be the sequelae of Fei Lian's painstaking efforts before?

Yan Rongyi thought about it, but couldn't figure out the reason. She flapped her wings and tried to fly, but before she could take off, she fell to the ground in embarrassment.

He can't fly.

Yan Rongyi struggled to get up from the ground, curled up next to her master's legs, and let out a few dejected yells.

He didn't expect Ling Jiushen to recognize him, he had to do a more important thing now.

He raised his wings and tried to summon the book representing the plot, but found that not only the book was missing, but also the black mist that often appeared along with the plot was gone.

On the other side, the book in Luo Yu's hand was suddenly engulfed by pitch-black flames, and quickly burned to paper scraps.

"This...what the hell is going on?" Luo Yu was more shocked than angry.

As the protagonist, he naturally knows what the plot means.

Ever since Yan Rongyi turned into a villain, in order to conform to logic, countless plots began to operate in secret.

From passers-by who pass by Yan Rongyi as small as passers-by, to sword cultivators who have a good relationship with Yan Rongyi from the Fushan School, everything that touches the plot must be reasonable.

And the task of making them reasonable falls on Luo Yu.

For thousands of years, every time the plot is restarted, he has to rack his brains to eliminate the factors that affect the plot.

He didn't understand why Tiandao wanted Yan Rongyi to live, and he didn't understand why Tiandao was so afraid of Ling Jiushen.

Even if Ling Jiushen has already ascended, so what?

One side of heaven governs one side of heaven and earth, and since Ling Jiushen has ascended, there is always a "heavenly way" that can control him.

This Fang Tiandao can't handle it, just contact the other party.

But Luo Yu didn't dare to speak out her slander.

Because he can live and be able to have today, it is all the handwriting of heaven.

...He is not Luo Yu.

He's not even human.

Looking at the regrown broken arm, Luo Yu rarely recalled the past.

That was really a long time ago.

Ever since the plot began to go back and forth, he almost forgot his true identity.

Back then, when the "drama" did not exist, he appeared beside Ling Jiushen early.

At that time, Ling Jiushen was not the famous number one swordsman in the world, let alone founded the Fushan School.

At that time, there were not many sword repairmen.

He accompanied Ling Jiushen through the most obscure period of time, until...

A fiery red figure appeared in front of Luo Yu's eyes. He suddenly came back to his senses, exhaled fiercely, and drew the black mist into his palm: "The plot is gone, how will Heaven punish us?"

Black Mist trembled and shook his head: "I don't know."

Of course it doesn't know.

Back then, when Yan Rongyi committed suicide for the first time and tried to destroy the plot, Tiandao exhausted most of his energy, plus the repeated plots over the years... Tiandao no longer has the ability to reshape a plot.

Perhaps very soon, the truth of "Ascension" will be discovered by the world - they thought that the ancestors of Ascension had not been revealed, but became the nourishment of the heavens, bound in the dark chains, contributing day after day Aura in the body.

Black mist was born from chains.

He witnessed with his own eyes that countless powers were sucked into bony skeletons by the Dao of Heaven, and then watched countless monks embrace the dream of attaining Taoism and becoming immortals, stepping into the bright rays of the sun, and then being chained in the dense fog in the next second.

They are nourishment and the source of power for Heaven to control the world.

Hei Wu sometimes thinks, if the way of heaven is gone, will this world still exist?

No one has an answer for it.

After all, it is just a group of energy bodies born on chains with wisdom.

"Since you don't know..." Luo Yu clenched her palms tightly, thinking about the previous plot in annoyance, "We still have to go according to the plan."

"...The disappearance of the plot is probably related to Yan Rongyi's disappearance, but if he doesn't exist in this world, Heaven will definitely take you and me back."

After thinking about it, Luo Yu felt that finding Yan Rongyi was the key: "Can you sense where his plot has gone?"

Hei Wu smiled wryly and said, "Since he was poisoned by Fei Lian, I can't find him."

"Sure enough." Luo Yu narrowed her eyes, "Then let's keep an eye on Ling Jiushen... After going through so many plots, you should be able to see it, right?"

"...Ling Jiushen pretended to be ungrateful and ungrateful, but in fact, what he cared most about was Yan Rongyi's apprentice."

"You mean, attack Ling Jiushen?" Hei Wu screamed in fear.

"What nonsense?" Luo Yu withdrew her thoughts and murmured angrily, "If I can attack Ling Jiushen, how can I become the head disciple of the Fushan Sect because of the plot given by Heaven?"

After he finished speaking, he deliberately looked at the vast sky, seeing that there was no thunder coming down following his words, he had some vague guesses.

... Tiandao no longer cares about him.

"Let's go." Luo Yu waved to the black mist, and stepped on the flying sword again.

Black mist hovered over his shoulders: "Are you still going to see Ling Jiushen?"

"He cut off my arm. If I go to see him again, am I courting death?" Luo Yu let out a cold snort from her nose, with her hands behind her back, "I won't go to see him, but I let him show up. body method."

After Luo Yu finished speaking, her figure turned into a stream of light and disappeared in the snowstorm of Fushan School in an instant.

At the same time, Yan Rongyi had just learned to jump from one rock to another.

He had just recovered his memory, recalled the past that had been repeated repeatedly, and naturally also remembered his feelings for Ling Jiushen.

If Yan Rongyi regained his human body at this moment, he would naturally have no face to face the master who has been with him day and night, but now he is a ostrich, and he can't help wandering around Ling Jiushen unscrupulously.

Sometimes he put his wings on Ling Jiushen's arms, and sometimes he put his head on Ling Jiushen's neck.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but Yan Rongyi always felt that the master was smiling, but when he looked seriously into Ling Jiushen's eyes, he only found cold frost and snow inside.

... Also, how could Ling Jiushen laugh at a luan bird?

"Come here." Venerable Chengying stretched out his hand to the restless Luanniao.

Yan Rongyi slandered, how could the master be interested in Luanniao, while bouncing over to it.

"Why don't you turn into a human?" Ling Jiushen brushed the green feathers on his head with his fingertips, and said leisurely, "Is it possible, really not?"

Yan Rongyi nodded desperately, thinking that the master would guess his identity, but unexpectedly, Venerable Chengying's tone changed: "It's really stupid."

Yan Rongyi: "..."

Yan Rongyi retracted her wings in embarrassment, sulking in front of her master.

He also wants to take human form...

But Ling Jiushen never taught him how to transform from a bird to a human!

Seeing that Luanniao ignored him, Ling Jiu raised the corners of his lips again.

He knew that this flightless phoenix was Yan Rongyi, so he allowed him to mess around in the cave.

"Want to learn?" Ling Jiushen thought for a while, and hugged Luanniao in his arms.

Luan Niao nodded hurriedly.

Ling Jiu smiled lightly: "But I already have an apprentice."

Yan Rongyi was stunned.

He thought of Luo Yu.

That was also Ling Jiu's deep apprenticeship.

After agreeing to him and only accepting him alone, he broke the promise and accepted the apprentice.

So Ling Jiu watched helplessly as the luan bird gradually wilted in his arms, and finally curled up into a ball of bright red feathers.

Luo Yu is a thorn in Yan Rongyi's heart, why not a thorn in Ling Jiushen's heart?

His fingers brushed Yan Rongyi's fluffy feathers, as if stirring a pool of spring water.

Fragmentary pictures appeared in front of Ling Jiushen's eyes.

"What exactly did you experience in Nanzhaoti Temple?" Even the number one swordsman in the world, there are things that he can't guess, "... Could it be related to the way of heaven?"

Ling Jiushen's murmurs did not reach Yan Rongyi's ears.

He suddenly realized that the first meeting between himself and Luo Yu was not at Fushan's founding ceremony, but a long time ago—in a certain plot that had been restarted.

When he and several juniors went to Nanzhaoti Temple, they fell into the illusion created by the crouching wand, and in the illusion, Luo Yu appeared in front of them for the first time.

The author has something to say: only Yan Rongyi remembers all the plots that have been traced back.