Back when the villain boy [Rebirth]

The setting sun shines on the sea, and the setting sun is misty at sunset.

The streamer has dimmed.Qu Jiuwan sat upright: "Nowadays, the situation in the court is changing day by day. In your capacity, you shouldn't have come to the East China Sea."

As the heir to the Qianli fiefdom, Shang Yi's status is extremely noble. As long as she is willing, all the great masters will go to Kunwu to give lectures to her in person.Qu Jiuwan really couldn't figure out what it was that made her condescend to come to Donghai to study.

Shang Yi looked at the tea on the table, lowered her eyes slightly, and said nothing.Unexpectedly, when he woke up, he returned to ten years ago. At this time, there were still two years before the Donghai massacre. Can he stop this catastrophe and save Zhou Zhou?

Everyone in the world said that Jiang Zhou murdered his teachers and friends, and his blood debt was heinous. For a long time, Shang Yi thought the same way.

At that time, the Marquis of Rebellion was arrogant and domineering, and he did many evils. If he didn't like it, he would splatter five steps with blood, and killed countless loyal ministers and good generals.No one in Dasheng dared to mention the words "Donghai" or "Wu Ya".

But Shangyi remembered that night.

The bright moon is clear, and the girl in red is holding a jar of wine, lying drunk among the flowers.

Shang Yi didn't like this Taoist couple who didn't deserve the name, even though she wanted to leave, she didn't expect the girl to wake up and stumbled over.

She was dressed in red, just like the blood that couldn't be washed off her body, her black hair was flying, and a few falling petals were stained.

Shang Yi frowned at her.

Jiang Zhou's eyes were red, and he let go of his hostility, like a child who was at a loss.Those peach blossom eyes are like autumn water under the moon, shimmering with light.

For some reason, Shang Yi's heart felt a little itchy as if it had been scratched by a feather.

"I didn't kill them." Jiang Zhou gritted his teeth, "Mr. Guanghan, believe it or not, I didn't kill those people?"

Shang Yi didn't speak.

Jiang Zhou stood still, and suddenly kissed him without hesitation.Her expression was terrified and determined, as if it took a lifetime of courage to get close this time.But when her lips were about to touch, she retreated again, buried in Shang Yi's arms, and said in a tearful tone, "Why...why didn't I meet you earlier?"

……

"Yi'er, Yi'er?"

Shang Yi raised her eyes as if waking up from a dream, with a firm expression on her face, "I have a reason to come."

Jiang Zhou is penniless, so he should have worried about where he will live tonight.

However, with Song Qingyun's "sugar-coated cannonball" trick, she became acquainted with the two father and daughter, and the problem of sleeping and eating was solved together.

Song Qingyun's family is neither poor nor rich, and barely has food and clothing. He has a small yard in Chuncheng.

There is a loquat tree planted in the courtyard.Uncle Song sat on the bamboo chair and said with emotion: "This tree was planted by Qingyun's mother back then, and it has grown so big in the blink of an eye."

The Mid-Autumn Festival is still a few days away, and the bright yellow moon hangs high, which is not perfect.

Jiang Zhou gnawed on the mooncake, and while listening to Song Shuyi's bitterness and sweetness, he casually thought that after she married Mr. Guanghan, she planted a plum tree in Qunyu Mountain. When she died, that tree should be cut down too. Bar.

Not a serious Taoist couple, she doesn't believe that Shang Yi will keep her things.

But speaking of it, Shang Yi should hate her.

When she forcibly married Shang Yi back then, everyone in the world thought that the high and unattainable Banished Immortal was ruined by Yi Minghou.

Who would have thought that the rebellious Hou was so cowardly that he didn't even dare to touch his little hands!

Jiang Zhou swallowed a mouthful of old blood, with a sad and indignant expression, tears in his eyes, and took a bite of the mooncake.

I feel tired and feel that I will never love again.

"Where did the boat come from?" Uncle Song asked.

Jiang Zhou bit the cake, "North."

Uncle Song hurriedly asked, "Is the war going well in the north?"

Jiang Zhou perfunctory: "It's okay, it's okay."

Uncle Song heaved a sigh of relief, and slapped the Eight Immortals table, which made the old table creak and squeak, and it was about to fall apart.

Song Qingyun: "Father, what are you doing?"

Uncle Song is full of pride: "You study hard, and you will be a general to pay homage to your prime minister in the future! Cross the long river to the north and regain the country!"

In the 33rd year of Fengqi, the wish of crossing the long river to the north has not been fulfilled.However, the war slowed down and the world was peaceful.

The East China Sea is prosperous and rich, the sky and night are as cool as water, and flowers are flying everywhere in the Spring City. People are full of expectations and high aspirations, dreaming that one day they can regain the rivers and mountains.

Only Jiang Zhou and Shang Yi knew that after two years, this place would become a purgatory.

……

The spiritual trial imitates the trial of the secret realm thousands of years ago.

Dozens of people randomly entered a fragment of a secret realm. There were various traps set by the coaches in the secret realm, just waiting for candidates to jump into it.

Because the spiritual test is ranked according to points, and the points are calculated based on the number of monsters killed by candidates and the number of treasures obtained.However, repelling candidates and seizing treasures from the other party are within the scope allowed by the rules, so every spiritual test is fiercely fought and full of highlights.

Huge phantoms intertwine in the air, broadcasting the candidates' performance in the secret realm in real time.

A senior sister from Xian Academy stood on the flying sword and began to recite the rules of the spiritual test——

"The spiritual test adopts a point system. Killing monsters is worth [-] points, killing monsters is worth [-] points, getting a low-rank magic weapon is worth [-] points, middle-rank magic weapons are worth [-] points, and top-rank magic weapons are worth [-] points. You can pass in a team, or You can pass the level alone. The test time is two hours..."

A wealthy businessman who came to watch the spiritual test for the first time was puzzled, "Aren't these rules forcing them to fight?"

Naturally, it is also possible for everyone to benefit from each other, distribute the treasures together, and pass the test together in the end.But this is only the most ideal situation, as long as there is a little accident, it will break the balance and cause chaos.

The human heart cannot stand trials.

The insider explained to him: "It's just to make them fight, otherwise what's the point?"

"Watch?"

The man continued: "How much is the ticket in your hand? Think about it, if everyone didn't fight, would there still be so many people watching it? In the past, there were only literary and martial arts tests in the Wuya Examination. Later, the school's operation was difficult. , launched the spiritual test as a last resort, alas, the world is difficult."

"It's really an insult to the gentleman, it's an insult to the gentleman!"

I don't know if it is insulting to Sven Jiangzhou.

It's just that in her previous life, she heard from her senior brothers and sisters that since the spiritual test was conducted, meat can be eaten for every meal in the academy.

In order to make the spirit test more attractive, sometimes the brothers and sisters of the college would pretend to be candidates to enter it, secretly fanning the flames and creating various conflicts.

Jiang Zhou glanced around and saw several seniors pretending to be candidates.

Without exception, they all had smiles that looked nothing like normal candidates.

Jiang Zhou also raised his lips and smiled slightly.According to past life experience, these seniors will carry a lot of good things with them.

But in the spiritual test, winning treasures is a permitted thing.

It will be difficult to find such an opportunity in the future, so we should cherish it, she thought silently.

This group of teenagers who pretended to be candidates had probably been punished in the past two years.

At this moment, they are gearing up, eager to try, thinking that they can let the younger brothers and younger sisters experience the pain they once experienced, so they can't help but smile at each other.

They think they can be hunters, but they don't know that someone has seen all this in the dark.

Jiang Zhou didn't know that Shang Yi had been watching her quietly from a place she couldn't see.

"You seem to care about that child?"

Shang Yi lowered her head slightly, her face was a little hot, "No, it's just..."

Qu Jiuwan smiled and said: "It's just that she is too dazzling, standing in the crowd, everyone must look at her, isn't it?"

Hearing someone praise her Taoist companion so much, Shang Yi's ice-like expression instantly became gentle, "Yes."

The places Jiang Zhou and Song Qingyun drew for the competition were not in the same place.

The place she entered was a poisonous swamp.

As soon as I stepped in, I heard many people wailing: "No way, I'm so unlucky, I got this ghost place!"

Compared with other examination rooms, the environment in the poisonous swamp is harsh, and there are few magic weapons, and it takes at most an hour and a half to search around it.

In other words, the competition will be more brutal.

Jiang Zhou took a look, and there happened to be a candidate in disguise within his line of sight.She went straight over, "Student, let's form a team."

……

As the candidates all entered the secret realm, white mist rose in this wetland.

The reed is as tall as a person, covering all kinds of dangers.And the ground is rough and bumpy, and if you are not careful, you will fall into the quagmire.

This might be the most exciting spiritual trial ever.

The disciple standing on the flying sword and acting as a commentator thought to himself.

She changed the picture to the swamp.

The mist is vast, the reeds are swaying, and the candidates have long been fighting together, pulling each other's hair in the mud.

"Don't pull me down! Let go!"

"Ah, ah, stop fighting!"

"I'll go to you, you dare to hide me, I will stab you to death!"

Some people looked up to the sky and yelled: "What nonsense spiritual test, the coach who figured out this level is an animal!"

The explaining disciple mourned for him for a moment, drank a sip of plain water, and was about to start explaining the trial.

A scream of shock and anger sounded in the secret realm—"Have you been using me as a tool!"

Does this sound seem familiar?Before the commentator had time to switch the screen, the streamer mirror suddenly lit up with a dazzling white light, followed by a huge explosion, and the mirror shattered.

There was an uproar in the arena.

Everyone was shocked and confused, and their faces were pale.

What happened in the secret place?Are the candidates in danger?

The explainer disciple froze in the air, with shattered lenses under his feet.She opened the communication talisman and got in touch with the "undercover" lurking among the candidates before she felt relieved - although she didn't understand why the streamer mirror was broken, the secret territory was still safe.

The problem is not big.

Without a streamer, everyone didn't know the specific situation in the secret territory, and they all complained that the game was not worth it and they wanted a refund.

When the commentator disciples were at a loss, Qu Jiuwan secretly taught that first, he would open the scoreboard and let the spectators see the scores of all the candidates.Then let the commentary disciples continue to contact the "undercover" and relay the story of the secret realm through dictation.

The spectators continued to stay here with the mentality of buying tickets anyway and not listening for nothing.

The commentator's disciples are eloquent, and the intrigue in the secret realm is described in a witty, ups and downs.

It also stabilized everyone's emotions.

At this time, on the standings, the two names were far ahead, leading the way, and the score was extremely tight.

Everyone held their breath and focused, looking forward to the peak moment of this trial - when two tigers fight, one must be injured!

"They met!" The commentator's voice trembled with excitement, "They all stopped at the same time..."

A cup of tea passed.

Two cups of tea passed.

The spectators couldn't help cursing in a low voice, what's the point of stopping at this place?It's really uncomfortable to be unable to get up or down.

Qu Jiuwan asked softly, "Why don't you continue talking?"

The narrator wanted to cry but had no tears, "Headmaster, they didn't move, they haven't moved, what should I say?"

Qu Jiuwan gave her some advice, "Let's read it according to the script first, otherwise everyone will fight to refund the ticket again."

The narrator wiped off the cold sweat on his face, took out a book of stories from his pocket, and read: "I saw Jiang Zhou groaning, unbuttoning his shirt, revealing white balls like snow, crisp moon, pasting it, Shang Yi Deng was stunned for a while, her body was soft and soft, her skin was fragrant and greasy..."

The spectators fell silent, dumbfounded.

This spirit test is so exciting.

The commentator suddenly realized something was wrong, closed the book, and his eyes turned black——

When I was nervous, I took out the notebook, which turned out to be yellow!

Qu Jiuwan covered his lips and smiled lightly, lowered his voice, and said to the communication talisman, "It works, keep reading."