villain is a good guy

Yan Rongyi's whole body trembled, before he could figure out how to respond to this sentence, Bai Shuang, who was kneeling behind him, suddenly stood up, kicked up and hit his buttocks.

Yan Rongyi: "...???"

Bai Shuang looked at the elder brother who was rushing towards Mother Earth, with a smile on his face: Yes!

After doing so many wrong things, kowtow to the master, it can be regarded as atonement.

Unexpectedly, Yan Rongyi desperately waved his hands, facing the shocked eyes of Bai Shuang and all the disciples in the dojo, brazenly hugged the thigh of Venerable Chengying.

Bai Shuang: "..."

Bai Shuang raised her hand and made a tactic to summon the real fire.

This terrible big brother, forget it.

You know, even when ordinary disciples see the portrait of Venerable Chengying, they have to bathe and change clothes, burn incense and pray, and then recite the Heart Sutra of the Fushan School a hundred times silently before they dare to look directly at the master in the portrait.

And Yan Rongyi... Yan Rongyi!

He actually hugged Master's thigh!

"I'm so pissed off." The light blue real fire gathered again in Baishuang's palm, spinning rapidly with the fluctuation of spiritual power.

Seeing this, Wang Shui quickly pressed his wrist and reprimanded him softly, "Nonsense."

"Senior Brother." Bai Shuang was instantly discouraged, and two fireballs flew to Wang Shui's side, "Look at Senior Brother Yan, he...he is a traitor!"

Wang Shui laughed: "Brother Yan and Master, this has always been the case."

Bai Shuang said bluntly: "That was also before Luo Yu went up the mountain!"

After saying that, seeing that the smile on Wang Shui's face disappeared, he knew that he had made a slip of the tongue, so he pursed his lips and stood aside.

Yan Rongyi and Venerable Chengying were once so close that all the disciples of the Fushan School were envious.

He is the only disciple that Venerable Cheng Ying has accepted for thousands of years, and he is also the future successor of the world's number one sword cultivator.

He ate and lived with Venerable Chengying, and Venerable Cheng Ying personally taught him swordsmanship, and it is no exaggeration to call him "the proud son of heaven".

If Luo Yu didn't show up, Yan Rongyi would always be the most respectable elder brother in the hearts of Fushan disciples.

It's a pity that Luo Yu showed up.

Since Sheng Yu, He Shengliang.

When Venerable Cheng Ying taught Luo Yu the sword technique with his own hands, just like Yan Rongyi taught him, Yan Rongyi turned from jealousy to hatred, and in the torment day after day, he completely became another person.

What Yan Rongyi wants to do is not the best disciple of Venerable Chengying, he just wants to be the only disciple of Venerable Chengying.

He made troubles several times, and the demons in his heart were hard to dispel, and finally embarked on the road of collusion with the demon cultivator.

Wang Shui let out a long sigh, Yan Rongyi had been helped up by Venerable Cheng Ying.

His master, who may have lived for thousands of years, was pale, a side effect of years of isolation from the world, and even his lips were very pale.

Yan Rongyi looked into Venerable Chengying's amber pupils, and saw her own reflection inside.

The black mist-like robe billowed in the wind, instantly submerging his bloody hem.

Yan Rongyi had a weird intuition, if it wasn't for the Tai Chi Dojo, Venerable Cheng Ying would probably embrace him.

The thought was fleeting, and he didn't take it seriously at all.

What Yan Rongyi cares most about now is how to pretend to have amnesia in front of Venerable Cheng Ying.

Yes, he still intends to pretend to have amnesia.

As the only apprentice of Venerable Cheng Ying for a long time, they are definitely the people who know each other best.

He wants to live as "Yan Rongyi", but the junior brother next to him can say that Venerable Cheng Ying is the big problem.

"Master." Yan Rongyi gathered herself together, and was about to say a classic line that even Wang Shui didn't believe.

But Venerable Cheng Ying interrupted him.

The number one sword cultivator in the world stretched out his hand, and touched Yan Rongyi's shoulder with almost transparent fingertips.

The chill instantly pierced through the bright red robe, freezing him speechless.

Venerable Chengying looked indifferently at Yan Rongyi's frost-covered eyebrows: "It's a serious injury, come back with me."

He wanted to nod, twisted his neck, and a few ice crystals fell from his neck.

Strange... embarrassing.

Yan Rongyi saw a flash of smile and soft affection in the eyes of Venerable Chengying.

A faint sense of weirdness rolled through his mind, and before he had time to think about it, another voice pierced the sky and fell straight into their ears.

Luo Yu, who was still kneeling on the ground, dropped her sword and knelt down: "Master!"

The cry was miserable and desolate, and the disciples in the dojo looked over in shock.

Luo Yu prostrated herself on the ground, and said word by word: "Master, it's a fact that Senior Brother Yan killed dozens of disciples in Wangyou Valley. It's against the law to continue to let him be the law enforcement officer!"

"...You!" Bai Shuang, who had just breathed a sigh of relief, jumped up again, and was dragged by Wang Shui, so she ran over without holding the sword.

Because of Luo Yu's words, the disciples of various sects surrounding the Taiji Dojo started talking a lot.

Some people call Yan Rongyi a "scum", others call him a "scumbag", and more, they are outraged by what happened to Wangyougu, and then praise Luo Yu for killing relatives with righteousness. 1.

Yan Rongyi, who had just crossed over, lowered her head slightly, staring at Venerable Chengying's flying robe corners in a daze.

Admittedly, he was unlucky to be the ninth soul to pass into this body.

But he won't give up on himself.

The guide did not specify the fate of the previous traversers, but it is not difficult to guess.

If they are still alive, there is no part for him to travel through.

"Immortal?" As soon as Venerable Cheng Ying spoke, the ashram turned into a snowy wasteland again.

All the monks' faces were covered with a thin layer of frost, and the lowly cultivated disciples even shuddered.

They forgot where they were, and only felt that they were standing on the vast snow field, surrounded by howling wind and snow like thick fog.

"What you said makes sense." Venerable Cheng Ying unexpectedly affirmed Luo Yu's words.

Luo Yu's eyes burst out with joy, and as soon as he raised his head, he heard Venerable Cheng Ying say another sentence: "Gui Bian, do you think it's inappropriate for my apprentice to continue to be a law enforcement officer?"

Gui Bian, who finally spat out a mouthful of blood: "..."

Venerable Cheng Ying seemed to be asking about Yan Rongyi, but in fact, he was asking, using Yan Rongyi's collusion with Moxiu to offset the favor of saving the common people.

How dare Gui Bian say "no".

If he said so, even the abbot of Nanzhaoti Temple would raise his Zen stick and fight him desperately.

He finally had the opportunity to repay the favor, and he couldn't return it by himself.

"This is the internal affairs of the Fushan Sect, so it's inconvenient for me to interfere." Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, the owner of Wangyou Valley said bravely, "It's up to the etiquette, and Venerable Chengying alone can decide."

Luo Yu, who was full of joy, was stunned when he heard the words.

He thought that even if the owner of Wangyou Valley didn't speak for him, he would seek an explanation for his personal disciple who died at the hands of Yan Rongyi.

However, things backfired, and Gui Bian made it clear that he did not want to be an enemy of Venerable Chengying.

Luo Yu watched the figures of Venerable Cheng Ying and Yan Rongyi disappear in place, gritted her teeth and got up from the ground.

The monks who didn't know the inside story whispered.

There are those who despise ghosts and give in, and there are also those who are aware of the tricks.

With a gloomy face, Luo Yu stepped on the sword and turned into a stream of light, rushed into the peach forest halfway up Fushan Mountain, and opened her right hand in a place where no one was there.

A shining golden book appeared in his palm.

Luo Yu glanced at it, kicked it up and kicked on the trunk of the peach tree: "Yan Rongyi... Yan Rongyi!"

On the opened page, there was a line of blood-red writing——

Yan Rongyi was knocked off Siguo Cliff and lost all her cultivation.

"That's it, Ling Jiushen still allows him to be a law enforcement officer?" Luo Yu seemed to be talking to someone, angrily, "The evidence of his collusion with the demon cultivator back then was fabricated by you yourself. Now the ten-year period has expired , I should replace him and become the senior brother of the Fushan School!... But the truth? He has nothing, but he is still a head above me!"

"..."

"What?" Luo Yu was silent for a moment, looking at the book in her palm in disbelief, "Ling Jiushen is about to ascend, and he has probably seen through the evidence you forged? ... Impossible, if he really saw through you Why didn’t you just tell the forged evidence in front of the cultivators of all sects? You know, he is the number one sword cultivator in the world, even if there is no evidence to identify me as the mastermind behind it, everyone will believe it.”

"..."

"Okay, I'll believe you once more." Luo Yu didn't know what he heard, but his ferocious expression slowly returned to calm, and he became a gentle and jade-like young man again, "Since Ling Jiushen has already noticed , then let Yan Rongyi's dantian be shattered, all tendons and veins broken, and become a mortal without cultivation talent."

"...Anyway, he just came out of Siguo Cliff and was locked by the Dragon Binding Chain. Even if he lost his life, it is logical." He stared at the book in his palm with a sneer, seeing what he had said turned into words, he was satisfied. He closed his palms together, "I'd like to see, if he becomes a waste, what face does he have to be the senior brother of Fushan Sect!"

The voice that no one else could hear seemed to say a few more words, Luo Yu listened attentively, and then said impatiently: "I know that Ling Jiushen's cultivation base is deep, but if you can see the secrets of the sky, you may be aware of your existence... Isn't there another book in Yan Rongyi's hands? To be discovered, he must be discovered first."

When Luo Yu said this, the corners of her lips curled up, and she smiled cruelly: "You don't need to tell me, you should know what to write in his "Strategy", right?"

The figure of Venerable Chengying swayed like a wave.

Yan Rongyi's whole body trembled, and there was a slight sound of wind in his ears. He lowered his head and found that his body was gradually fading away.

"Do you remember where this is?" Venerable Cheng Ying's voice was cold and clear, like snow falling on his shoulders.

Yan Rongyi's body sank, and then he raised his eyes to look around, only to see spirit beasts walking in the woods surrounded by fairy spirit, birds singing and flowers fragrant, a vibrant spring scene.

... How did he know where this is! ! !

Seeing Yan Rongyi's silence, Venerable Cheng Ying became angry: "It's been ten years, and you still won't give me an answer?"

Yan Rongyi: "...???"

The wind in the forest was slightly warm, and Venerable Chengying raised his hand, and fondled his eyebrows with his fingertips: "Is it worth it to spend ten years thinking about the cliff in order to hide from me?"

Yan Rongyi: "..." What did the previous traverser do?

"Ten years, isn't it enough for you to think clearly?"

"..." Think about what?

"Forget it." Seeing that he was still silent, Venerable Chengying saw a trace of pain in his eyes, "I shouldn't force you."

After saying that, the figure faded away again, leaving Yan Rongyi behind and left by himself.

"........."