villain is a good guy

Silver butterflies gathered from all directions, dancing in the dense forest, looking like a galaxy from a distance.

Yan Rongyi rested on the branch.

The worried whispers of beasts came from the wind.

got windy.

He spread his wings and rushed up into the sky together with several phoenixes with red wings, and almost bumped into the mount of Guan Fengge disciple.

Guan Fengge's disciples didn't take Luanniao seriously and let him land on the back of his mount.

"Senior Sister Yin went to see Senior Brother, why hasn't she come back?"

"Could it be something happened to the big brother?"

"Even if something happened to Senior Brother, Senior Sister Yin should give us a message!"

"Could even Senior Sister Yin..."

"Don't talk nonsense!"

…………

Yan Rongyi shook her feathers, her heart sank following the words of Guan Fengge's disciple.

Is it too late?

He stayed on the mount for a while, seeing that the disciples of Guan Fengge were anxious in their words, and no one knew where Dongfang Yu was, so he stopped wasting time on them and flew into the spirit beast forest, following the wind. The spirit beast whispered and flew.

... The chaotic shouts gradually merged together, turning into a sad song.

Yan Rongyi's wings softened, she fell on the canopy of the tree, bumped and slipped from the branches and leaves, and finally rolled into the bushes in embarrassment.

The spirit beasts are singing a sad song for the disciples of Guanfeng Pavilion.

With his head full of grass leaves, he stopped a luan in a hurry, but when he spoke, the luan didn't understand what he meant.

Yan Rongyi had no choice but to flap her wings again, fly up from the ground, and plunge into the howling wind.

He seemed to have fallen into the dark and turbulent sea, and was constantly thrown towards the top of the transparent waves. At a certain moment, a black mouth suddenly opened in front of him and swallowed him in one gulp.

Yan Rongyi was woken up.

A familiar voice kept calling his name in his ear: "Yan Rongyi... Yan Rongyi..."

Yan Rongyi turned over irritably, hugged Master's waist in her dream: "I'm asleep."

"Yan Rongyi... Yan Rongyi..."

"do not bother me!"

"Yan Rongyi... Yan Rongyi..."

"Didn't see me and..." Yan Rongyi let go of her hands in her dream, raised her head, and wanted to say that she and her master were resting, but what she saw was Dongfang Yu's face, and all the hairs on her body stood up in fright , "You and I are innocent...you, you are a ghost!"

Dongfang Yu rolled his eyes angrily: "Friend Yan, you are going to crush me to death."

Yan Rongyi quickly jumped off Dongfang Yu's body. He is now an adult ostrich, with huge wings spread out, as long as a person, what does it look like squatting in Dongfang Yu's arms?

He thought about it for a while, turned around and wanted to talk to Dongfang Yu again, but before he could speak, he saw the coffin made of vines under Dongfang Yu's body, and immediately screamed again: "Are you dead?"

Dongfang Yu grasped the edge of the coffin with pale fingers, and nodded feebly: "Well, you are dead too."

"...Welcome to hell with me."

Yan Rongyi jumped to the side of the coffin, looked down at Dongfang Yu, saw that his face was pale, and he couldn't even climb out of the coffin, so she couldn't help stretching out a small paw, tapped on Dongfang Yu's shoulder, and "kicked" him in again. up the coffin.

Dongfang Yu finally sat up quickly: "..."

"I know you have a lot of questions to ask." Dongfang Yu stretched out his hand again, grabbed the edge of the coffin, and sat up with difficulty, "But first of all, you can live thanks to my feathers."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and pinched the blue feathers on Yan Rongyi's head with great effort.

"Without my feathers, even if you become a bird, I would not be able to recognize you, let alone understand your bird's language." Dongfang Yu's hollow eyes struggled to produce two pale white flames, it was Guan Fengge. It is a sign of his disciples opening their mind eyes, "...I am not in the mood to care who you sleep with."

Yan Rongyi blushed...if only Luan Niao could blush.

He flopped and flew behind Dongfang Yu, holding his blue collar in his mouth, and urged: "Leave me alone with my master's affairs."

"...Tell me first, why are you lying here!"

Dongfang Yu covered his heart with a wry smile, and coughed a few times: "Would you believe me if I said that you would lie on top of me when I woke up?"

Yan Rongyi was taken aback for a moment, then asked again: "What place is this?"

"This is the burial place of the Feilian family." Dongfang Yu answered every question, "When all the Feilians are dying, they will return here and lie in coffins made of white vines to prevent the bones from being taken by monks. Go to refine the magic weapon, even if you die, you will not live."

...Obviously, Dongfang Yu was also dying before, so he was lying in the coffin waiting to die.

"But I guess, it has something to do with you that I can regain consciousness." Dongfang Yu rested on the side of the coffin for a while, barely gathering enough strength to continue talking before speaking again, "Although you are not Fei Lian, you have been hit by Fei Lian. The poison of the heart and blood, and the feathers of Fei Lian...you can be regarded as a Fei Lian."

Yan Rongyi: "..."

Yan Rong realized Dongfang Yu's dumbfounded appearance when he turned into Fei Lian, and shook his head firmly: "No, I'm Luanniao."

Dongfang Yu obviously also thought of the problem that Fei Lian would lose his consciousness when he became a human under the moonlight, so he changed the subject with a dry cough: "Tell me about you, how did you become like this?"

Yan Rongyi flew to the coffin again, briefly regained consciousness, was taken back to the Fushan School by Venerable Cheng Ying, was struck by lightning, and told what happened to him now.

Guan Fengge's disciples deal with spirit beasts all day long, and they know more about spirit beasts than other monks.

After listening to Yan Rongyi's description, Dongfang Yu suddenly realized: "I understand... When you become a phoenix after being poisoned, although you look like a baby bird, your soul is a human cultivator."

"...The way of heaven regards your soul's cultivation base and sent down the sky thunder that crosses the catastrophe. In addition, you have the feather of Fei Lian, so you can directly cross the catastrophe and become what you are now."

Fei Lian is a legendary spirit beast. When he crosses the catastrophe, he has a feather to protect his body. It is hard not to succeed.

And Yan Rongyi with Fei Lian's feathers can basically fly faster than all the birds in the world.

"But I still can't become a human being." Yan Rongyi didn't care whether he was flying fast or not, he only knew that most spirit beasts could speak when they activated their spiritual intelligence, but he was the only one who kept chirping.

"This..." Dongfang Yu put his hand on his head and said with a smile, "Maybe you haven't adapted to Luanniao's body yet?"

"...You have to know that even if spirit beasts speak human words, their voices are different from humans. If you always treat yourself as a human being, you may not be able to speak human words all the time."

In other words, if she wanted to cultivate a human body before uttering human words, Yan Rongyi had to treat herself as a bird first.

Yan Rongyi: "..."

Yan Rongyi silently jumped down from the coffin, and changed the topic back: "According to what you said, this is Fei Lian's burial place, so it should be heavily guarded. Why did I come in without any effort?"

"Fellow Taoist Yan, I've already said it just now." Dongfang Yu repeated tirelessly, Yan Rongyi was not a luan bird but Fei Lian's rhetoric, and then explained, "The ones who can enter this tomb, except Fei Lian, are Someone with a special token."

"...You are Fei Lian, naturally this tomb that belongs to Fei Lian will not keep you out."

Yan Rongyi: "..."

Yan Rong smiled intentionally and said, "Thank you for my cemetery."

Dongfang Yu cupped his hands in vain: "You're welcome."

Yan Rongyi silently retracted the paw that was on the vine, and flew into the air: "Can you turn me into a human?"

"Unless you become my spirit beast." Dongfang Yu shook his head, "Otherwise, you have to follow the cultivation method of spirit beasts...Huh?"

The elder brother of Guan Fengge raised his head, his eyes filled with white flames narrowed slightly.

In his eyes, the crimson luan bird's feet were entwined with a mass of violent aura, like a snake spit out red letters, constantly swimming on the luan bird's ankles.

"You..." Before Dongfang Yu finished speaking, the snake seemed to sense his "gaze", and suddenly raised its triangular head, looking over indifferently and provocatively.

A shudder rolled through Dongfang Yu's heart, and the chill suddenly fell down his spine.

In an instant, he had the idea of ​​lying back in the coffin.

"What's wrong?" Yan Rongyi flew in front of him without noticing.

"It's nothing." Dongfang Yu lowered his eyes, "On your feet..."

"You mean this silver ring?... It's a magic weapon my master gave me."

"You said that my master is really true. He didn't even recognize me, and he gave me a magic weapon for self-defense."

"Hey, in his eyes, I'm similar to a luanniao, right?"

"..."

"Why don't you talk?" Yan Rongyi has too many memories in his mind, but he can't tell which life is which, but in short, this will not be the life that he and his master got along intimately in the demon, so he She flapped her wings sadly, "Friend Dongfang, even if you don't have a way to turn me back into a human, you still have to help me write a letter to Master and tell him that I am... Yan Rongyi."

Dongfang Yu choked, and his eyes once again fell on the magic weapon on Yan Rongyi's ankle.

He was sure that Ling Jiushen knew that Yan Rongyi had become a luan bird.

... If you don't know, according to Venerable Chengying's indifferent temperament, how could it be possible to put the magic weapon on a ostrich ostrich?

That's why Yan Rong didn't expect this episode, and she was still struggling with how to reveal her identity to her master.

Of course Yan Rongyi was worried.

He likes Master, so he naturally worries that he will be a ostrich all his life.

When he was still a human, the two of them suffered a lot because of their master-student status, and finally got rid of the master-student status. Fortunately, he turned into a bird directly.

How does a bird get together with No. [-] Sword Xiu in the world?

Yan Rongyi was so worried that her hair was about to fall out.

But the most important thing right now is the Demon Slaying Conference.

"Did you know that because of your coma, the old man of Guanfeng Pavilion will take the lead in holding a Demon Slaying Conference in Fushan Town?"

Dongfang Yu leaned in front of the coffin, closed his eyes and sighed: "I don't know...but you must be lying to me. How could the elders of our Guanfeng Pavilion call the world's sects and hold a devil-killing meeting because my life and death are uncertain?"

Yan Rongyi sneered: "Fellow Taoist Dongfang, as the head disciple of Guanfeng Pavilion, you should know that Fushan Sect is known as the number one sword sect in the world, and has been feared by all sects for many years, right?"

Dongfang Yu nodded his thin chin.

"Now that you know, why are you pretending to be stupid with me?" Yan Rongyi said impatiently, "Even if you were not seriously injured this time, and you were not in a coma, I guess the old man in Guanfeng Pavilion would still pass on the news that you were hurt by me." Let it out."

"...Because they have been waiting for this opportunity for a long time."

Yan Rongyi's indifferent, almost mean tone hurt Dongfang Yu's heart.

Dongfang Yu murmured in pain: "Stop talking."

He regards Guan Fengge as everything, and only regards him as a pawn to stir up disputes.

"Fellow Daoist Dongfang." Yan Rong couldn't bear to see the sickly blush on Dongfang Yu's face. He landed on Dongfang Yu's shoulder and asked in a low voice, "Would you like to go to Fushan Town with me and tell the truth? ?”

"What's the use of saying it?"

...Even if you say it, the elder of Guanfeng Pavilion will not cancel the Demon Slaying Conference because of this.

The monks in the world will not coexist peacefully with the monks of the Fushan School.

"Yes, I know." Yan Rongyi nodded calmly, his gaze traveled through time and space, and blended with Ling Jiushen's gaze secretly, "But I can't be condemned for no reason...you You can’t just ‘die’ without knowing why, right?”

Dongfang Yu was amused by Yan Rongyi's half serious, half teasing words, and then his face turned cold: "Friend Yan, I have something to ask."

"You don't want me to intercede with Master for you, do you?" Yan Rongyi twitched her lips, "Think about it, Fushan sect... no, my master is about to face all the monks in the world, even if he He is the number one swordsman in the world..."

"No." Dongfang Yu hastily interrupted him, "Fellow Daoist Yan, my real body is Fei Lian, and the world I perceive is different from yours."

He raised his head, doubts and incomprehensions flowed in his pale pupils: "I see the sky as the source of pain, the ground as the endless abyss, and Venerable Cheng Ying..."

Dongfang Yu paused, and described it ambiguously: "Only you are the same as him."

"what?"

"It's nothing." Dongfang Yu came back to his senses, supported the edge of the coffin with both hands, and climbed out of the coffin with difficulty, "Let's go, I have to go back to Guanfeng Pavilion and report to all the brothers and sisters that they are safe."

Yan Rongyi heard the words, flew to Dongfang Yu's shoulder, and lay down in a leisurely manner.

Dongfang Yu raised his arms with a wry smile: "You don't want me, a patient who is seriously injured, to take you to Guanfeng Pavilion, do you?"

"To tell you the truth, I just learned how to fly." Yan Rongyi shook her wings and said slowly, "You want me to take you back, that's fine... just afraid that if I dare to take you, don't you?" Dare to ride."

While they were talking, the snow-white crane had landed beside the coffin.

"Where do you dare to bother Fellow Daoist Yan?" Dongfang Yu climbed up the crane's back with a smile, and said word by word, "Fellow Daoist Yan has caught you firmly, if you are blown away by the wind, I don't guarantee that I can get you back. "

Yan Rongyi responded to him with a long cry of impatience.

The void is splitting again, the snow-white crane rises into the sky, disappears for a moment out of thin air, and when it reappears, it is already above the sky, shuttling through the sea of ​​clouds.

The Spirit Beast Forest was not silent for too long. After Dongfang Yu left, the void opened again, and a black-robed monk walked out slowly.

He looked a bit like a ghost cultivator, but he was covered with the dead air that would only be emitted when a ghost cultivator summoned corpses.

The messy grass quickly withered at his feet, and the birds that had fallen on the branches scattered in panic.

His large robe was windless, and an arm without skin and flesh stretched out from it - the thick bones grabbed a token and put it in his arms.

"Yin Shaohua is dead... who's next?" He seemed to be asked by himself, holding his forehead in pain, his phalanx pierced the black hood, revealing a terrifying face, half of an ordinary person, half of bones s face.

"Oh...you don't have to worry about Nanzhaoti Temple." He finally remembered the name, soared into the air, and there was a faint flash of lightning under the black robe.

But he didn't fly for long, and he didn't even leave the spirit beast forest before he was stopped.

The sword repairer in white robe has been waiting for him for a long time.

When he appeared for a long time, he almost couldn't hold the sword in his hand.

Bai Shuang closed his eyes, a line of tears rolled down his cheeks, and he murmured in pain: "Senior Brother..."